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Bad idea. - You see your Professor talking to one of his co-workers, prompting insecurities about him belonging with someone his age.
Yes, Professor. - What follows after a jealous argument between Professor Spencer and his student.
Only you, darling. - You tell your professor you want a “real relationship”, it doesn’t bode well at all.
Beatdown. - Your professor can’t seem to get enough of your punishments. He was pushing your limits, and you intend to break him.
✫ I know your wife and she wouldn’t mind. - Even though he's married to someone else, Spencer can't resist taking care of you every time you show up on his doorstep.
✫ Swing and a Miss. - You meet a nerd at a bar, and you’re determined to claim him as yours.
✪ In the Pouring Rain. - You're driving home and there’s a storm incoming, but pulling over and never pulling out seems more than satisfactory.
✪✫ Vegas Redemption.- You spot Spencer at a hotel lounge alone, you see has a ring on his finger, but that doesn't stop you.
Headlights Flashing - Spencer and you are rivaling street racers, and despite your deep rooted hatred for each other, with enough adrenaline, arousal, and pure aggression shooting through your veins, you find yourself at the mercy of your contender.
Come and Save me now. - Spencer is supposed to be your doctor, but making you feel better surely wasn’t out of the job description.
✪✫ Daddy's Little Helper. - Spencer wants nothing more than to show his appreciation for you babysitting his daughter, but by giving you a baby of your own was not what you expected.
✪ Truth of a Lifetime. - After a long day at work, you want nothing more than to unwind with your best friend, but playing a game of drunk Truth or Dare was definitely not what you had in mind.
✪✫ Captive to Crosswords. - Spencer’s got you tied to a chair, but he’s more interested in finishing his crossword puzzle than finishing you.
✪ Down by the Dock. - After telling Spencer how distant he's been, he's determined to prove just how close he can get with you.
Dare of a Lifetime. - Part 2 to “Truth of a Lifetime” where you show Spencer the kinds of things you’re into, and he is quite the hands-on learner.
✫ Make Hate to You. - Spencer’s convinced you like him a little more than you’re letting on, but you’re set on showing him just how wrong he is.
✪ Mommy's Boyfriend. - While dropping off your son at school, the last thing you expect is your ex-boyfriend Mr.Reid to be his teacher.
✪ Gun that doesn't shoot. - You've grown tired of the princess treatment from Spencer, just wishing he'd slap you around for once, so you don't stop until he does.
✪ Old Fashioned. - After a long night of waiting tables, a quiet man who can’t help but blush every time you speak to him is just what you need.
✪ Staying Up. - You're peacefully sleeping when Spencer comes home needy for you, but you're more than happy to let him use you.
✪✫ The Art of Film - Spencer's wears his FBI vest and bodycam while he fucks you.
BBM Baby - Spencer wants nothing more than to leave work to be with you, so you sext him to torture him even further.
The Chase. - Getting pulled over wasn't exactly your plan for a Friday night, but getting pulled over by a hot officer just might be.
Wrong Move You're Dead - Spencer was never shy about his obsession for you, but you don't know just how far he'd go to prove you belong to him.
✪✫Jealous Girl. - Catching Spencer talking to another woman wasn’t exactly ideal, but thankfully you know just how to handle him.
Impatience.- Your patience was hardly that of a saint, so it’s no surprise when Spencer’s forced to leave work to fuck you.
✫ All Aboard. - When you meet a handsome stranger on the train home, he's adamant from the moment your gazes lock that he’ll get a taste of you.
Desk Pet. - Despite knowing the importance of work, Spencer still can't help but distract you in the worst way possible.
Begging for a Breaking. - You've never been that of a beggar for Spencer, but you’re not about to back down now.
✪ Friendly Competition. - Spencer gets a little too cocky and thinks he can please you better than a toy, so you take it upon yourself to crush his ego.
✫ Brushstrokes - You weren’t entirely sure what being Spencer’s muse meant, but it certainly wasn’t what he had in mind.
Loosen Up - Parties have never been much of Spencer's scene, luckily you've got no problem helping him calm down.
Conditioned Response - You knew training someone like a dog wasn't the most ethical, but Spencer just makes it too easy to pass up.
Good Decoration - After misplacing a folder full of explicit images, the last thing you’d expect was Spencer to take it.
Double-Edged Sword - The only way Spencer is allowed to fuck you is to wear a strap-on.
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very silly post but i wanted to unwind a bit so i thought i would rate chinese endearments!
宝贝：classic, casual endearment. i call my cats this, has a similar feel to "babe" for me. 4/5, one point deducted because it's pretty basic.
宝宝：like a cutesier version of 宝贝, i would never call a romantic partner this, but it's great for pets and children. 3.5/5, points deducted because it can sound kind of trite or cringey.
亲爱的：much more formal, has a similar feel to "beloved" or "darling" to me. arguably my favourite endearment because it literally means "[one] who is an intimate love". 5/5 if an s/o called me this i would melt.
老[姓名]：this can come off as overtly lovey-dovey at times but it's also really common among married or long-term couples. it doesn't really have an english comparison but personally i think it's very sweet. it can also be used teasingly which i enjoy. 4.5/5 with 0.5 points taken off because it can sound kind of old-fashioned.
老婆/老公：an even more married version of the above; this feels much more teasing to me, though. 4/5 with one point deducted because unfortunately 老公 can also mean eunuch (oops).
(老)狐狸(精)：i've only ever heard this in dramas as a reference to a man, but it's meant to call someone sly or cunning. can be admonishing, but can also be an affectionate reproval. can also be used for women, but then to me it comes off as a bit more judgemental, so 4/5.
小哥：technically a descriptor of a young man, but i'm personally attached to this as a term of endearment, and if someone called me this i would be smitten. i think it has been gaining some popularity among chinese sapphics, especially butch lesbians/T's? but unfortunately i don't.............really use social media so i can't confirm this.
姐姐/哥哥：these are technically originally terms for older brothers/sisters, but they're also used for people of the same generation who are older than you, and can be used in a flirty way. 4/5 only because non-chinese english speakers can get kind of weird about them.
阿-/小-：personally i prefer the 阿- suffix over 小- because 小- sounds like you're talking to a child to me, but i'm aware this is very regional. not overly romantic, but can be very sweet, so i'm giving it a 3.5/5.
those are all the ones i can think of off the top of my head, but if you have any others you can think of, let me know!
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my thoughts about ceo!john price and trophywife!reader…
warnings: minors dni, smut, blowjobs, finger-sucking, daddy kink, fluff, john spoils you rotten <3
john price is a powerful man…
successful, wealthy, strong, attractive…
what else would you expect from a man who owns his own private military company…
he drew you in the moment you first laid eyes on him…
sat in the back of the painfully boring soiree that you had been dragged along to his black suit, a glass of scotch in one hand and a cigar in the other…
he must be an important man here because apparently he’s the only one allowed to smoke inside…
it wasn’t the way that his suit fit in all the right places that made you blush…
nor was it the way he sat… legs spread wide with a prominent bulge on display…
what made you blush… was that he was also looking at you…
it wasn’t long before he was striding up to you, as confident as anything, and offering to buy you a drink…
and the rest is history…
now you’re by his side everywhere he goes, a pretty little thing on his arm to show off and spoil…
perfectly manicured nails, more clothes than you know what to do with, a disgustingly expensive wedding ring…
weekly date nights at the fanciest restaurants, top-shelf liquor and kisses that taste like champagne…
nothing is too much when it comes to you <3
you’ve never had a man that takes care of you like john does…
he buys you everything you could ever want and more…
all he asks is that you sit pretty on his lap and empty his balls for him :(
but he never has to ask :)
you are more than happy to get on your knees for daddy…
thanking him for the brand new red-bottoms he bought you…
sucking on his balls and stroking his long, thick cock…
he’ll watch you with a content smile, interlocking his fingers with yours, watching as the diamond on your engagement ring twinkles in the sunlight…
don’t think it’s over once you’ve swallowed his cum…
you gotta make sure you climb back into his lap and cockwarm him whilst he smokes…
let him stroke your hair and press kisses your cheek whilst he praises you…
“such a good little thing for me, aren’t ya, lovie?”…
he’ll coo the words in your ear before he runs his thumb over your bottom lip, letting you press a kiss to it before he slips it into your mouth…
“‘m gonna give you the world, sweetheart…”
call this man daddy in public and see what happens…
call him daddy in front of simon or gaz… I dare you…
he’ll be dragging you to the nearest private room and tearing your panties off then stuffing them in his pocket…
this isn’t horny but john matches his suit pocket handkerchief to your dress…
this is horny but you match your lipstick and nail colour to the tip of his…
he didn’t notice until you gave him a blowjob and he couldn’t stop staring at your lips sucking on the head of his cock…
“you little minx…”
if you’re really good for him… he might be nice and let you pick a 141 member to have for your birthday…
he’s seen you eyeing up simon for a while…
and god knows the man needs to unwind…
john is an old-fashioned lover <3
he only has eyes for you…
and he’s such a gentleman…
he’ll kneel down and tap his knee for you to place your foot on so he can strap up your heels…
gives you his jacket when it’s cold…
opens doors for you…
kisses placed to the back of your hand…
“love…” “darling…” “honey…” “dear…”
“daddy’s good girl…”
personal headcanon that john is a big james bond fan…
owns an aston martin and everything…
you giggle everytime he orders the famous martini…
john loves it when you spend his money…
loves getting notifications from his bank when you go shopping…
especially when he sees that you ordered something from the Italian lingerie store that he adores…
but he especially loves when he sees that you’ve clearly bought something for him…
£2,750 at The Whisky Exchange, £1,080 at Sautter Cigars…
you know him so well…<3
I feel like this version of john would still have the 141 working with him…
and he’d pick one of the boys to be your personal bodyguard…
maybe soap because he knows you’ll like his fun personality…
john favourite thing to come home to is you in sage green lingerie, white stockings and his bucket hat…
bonus points if you’re already touching yourself when he gets home…
john spoils you rotten on birthdays, anniversaries, etc…
you wake up to dozens of designer bags strewn about, bouquets, huge stuffed animals…
but the most treasured gift john has ever given you is a emerald locket with the letter ‘J’ engraved and your wedding picture inside <3
gonna think about him all day at work…
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Obey Me! Brothers and what kind of games I think they'd play
this is a very biased list (and long post) based off of games that I've played before :)
(jk its really not biased, just games I think they would play!)
I made this because I couldn't sleep last night and had brain worms--
Will probably make one for the dateables sometime soon, but this list is just the brothers!
Lucifer
Traditional Board Games.
There have been MANY times where he's been playing various board games with you, Diavolo, and Simeon.
Gets VERY competitive over games like Sorry!, Monopoly, Trouble.... Candy Land???
Will only let Diavolo win.
Shows no mercy to anyone else, including you. Sorry, love.
Card Games.
Particularly amazing at Poker. He would not let Mammon know this... until you guys have an in-house Poker night and he literally takes all??? Has the best poker face you've ever seen.
Won't even let you guys beat him at Uno or Go Fish. Boooooooo.
Puzzle Games.
I could see Luci being very good at Tetris for some reason?
One time Levi challenged him to the game to try and get out of going to RAD one day...
Let's just say he had to go to RAD that day and also had to stay over on cleaning duty. Courtesy of getting absolutely DESTROYED.
Controversial Pick: Rhythm Games.
I could 100000% see Luci tearing up some OSU! But only when all of the brothers are asleep and he's completed most of his work.
They help him unwind.
...Was that rhythmic tapping you heard when walking by his office late one night..? Interesting.
You saw him wearing Levi's VR headset playing Beat Saber one day.
No, you will NOT bring it up and you will NOT let him know of that video you took.
Oh. You posted it on Fab Snap?
Good luck. You're gonna need it.
Mammon
Gambling Games/Apps.
Where I live you can just gamble from home because it's legal to have and play gambling apps?
He would have SO many on his D.D.D. They're taking up so much of his storage space.
Plays them a lot when you're around because he thinks that you're his good luck charm.
He also goes on a lot of Horse Racing and Sports Betting sites...
It got so bad that Lucifer had to figure out how to IP block him from these. it doesn't stop him--
Gacha Games.
Has absolutely insane luck for some reason??? Only on gacha games, tho.
Has definitely played Genshin Impact and Honkai Starrail because of Levi.
He got those 5 star and Ultra Rare pulls he wanted in his first 1-10 pulls? But you? It took you over 100 pulls to get what you wanted. WTF?????
You swear he must be cheating the system somehow. There is NO WAY.
Racing Games.
Particularly the ones that you can have a full racing setup for.
He's splurged thousands of Grimm on this.
Gran Turismo? Forza? F1? iRacing? He has them all.
He is VERY picky about who he lets touch his decked out setup... He'll let you use it any time you want, though. :) You're his treasure, ofc
Controversial Pick: Old School MMOs
Definitely played Old School RuneScape or Black Desert Online or Classic WoW and created gold farming empires.
Doesn't even do end game content, he's just a guild leader making bank off the work of his members.
He probably hosts fun events though.
Would definitely be the kind of guy that makes up scavenger hunts/fashion shows/trivia nights/etc. and gives out sick prizes...
Might also rig these to make sure you or his officers win the best prizes. How sweet.
Leviathan
He is literally THE gamer.
There probably isn't a single genre of game he hasn't played.
His favorite games are definitely MMORPGs and Visual Novels/Dating Sims/Bishojos/Gal games.
Could see him as a raid lead in all of the biggest MMOs like WoW, FFXIV and GW2.
He also 100% visits the degenerate RP server places like Moon Guard's Goldshire and Balmung's Quicksand.
He's definitely not a BLUSHING MESS and rushing to close his game if you catch him in one of these places!!! He would never go there!!! Oh... you want to join him? DEFINITELY NOT.
He would get too jealous of anyone daring to look at you to even let you breath in the vicinity of these degen realms.
He's also done plenty of MMO Ironman challenges and was one of the first people to complete Classic Hardcore WoW entirely solo. Didn't even group for dungeons. What a MAN.
Bishojo/Gal games are his guilty pleasure, how could they not be?
He gets all the waifus with none of the jealousy, right???
What do you mean he picks the same one every time? He can't just cheat on them MC!!
Loves JRPGs and Soulslike games.
Has definitely beaten Elden Ring more times than he can count. Knows literally all of the ins, outs, and secrets and is eagerly anticipating the DLC.
Has probably played every single Final Fantasy game and beaten them all. Would very much have a soft spot for FF4, FF7, and FF9.
Could definitely see him playing MOBAs and 4x strategy/Grand strategy games.
He's not the Grand Admiral of Hell's Navy for nothin'. He knows strategy games like the back of his hand.
The only brother that ever rivals him in strategic knowledge is Satan. (and Lucifer, but we're talking about GAMES here.)
He spends countless hours on League of Legends.
He mains JG/Mid and gets very toxic.
Has favorite characters, but honestly just plays whatever is in meta.
Owns every skin for Ahri, Lux, Katarina, Evelynn, and Akali.
He's definitely in Challengers.
Would 100% make a Smurf account if you wanted to play and would duo bot with you.
He'd play ADC and do anything to protect you, his loving support.
Would not be toxic in your games (unless you are too).
Faker who???
Controversial pick: Casual Mobile Games
Played Flappy Bird all the time when it was popular, still has a cracked copy on his D.D.D... I don't think anyone is beating his high score.
He's got a ridiculous amount of hours on Candy Crush, Angry Birds, and Fruit Ninja.
Would throw his D.D.D into his fish tank and have Henry 2.0 guard it before he'd ever let you catch him on one of these 'normie' games...
But... he secretly likes them so much.
Satan
Hear me out, Satan would be a SUCKER for CYOA (Choose-your-own-adventure)/IF (Interactive Fiction) text games.
Would have Choice of Games, Hosted Games, and Heart's Choice hidden on his D.D.D.
He LOVES immersing himself in story games and creating various MCs.
Oh, look! An RO that reminds him of you? Don't mind him self-inserting.
Probably has character sheets made for his favorite MCs.
Will play through his favorite stories many, many times.
It all started with Choice of the Deathless and now he owns every game on each platform? (I'm jealous)
Also goes on Dashing Don... What do you MEAN author hasn't finished this story yet? AAAA-
Detective/Mystery/Escape Rooms Games.
I don't think any explanation is needed here. It's just who he is.
Would definitely get all of his brothers (minus Lucifer) together to do a virtual escape room... Unfortunately, it became so chaotic they never finished it. Oh well.
Once played Phasmophobia with Levi, Beel, and Belphie. Was very proud of himself for figuring out the ghost... Definitely did not sacrifice his brothers for the info.
Life Sims.
Specifically ones that let you own or are centered around cats.
Has played every single Sims game and bought their cat and dogs expansions.
Definitely did NOT recreate you and himself with 6 cute cats!!!
He did NOT get the mod that extends household size so that you two could own 97 cats. He wouldn't do that, no way!!!
...Was there actually a baby in the household, too..? Why did it have his hair and your eyes...? SATAN?!?!
you know the Catz DS game? He owned every single version and will NOT let you touch them... Okay. Maybe he gave into letting you touch them, but ONLY when he's supervising!
Very much enjoys RTS Games.
He's scarily good at games like StarCraft Brood Wars/2, the Age of Empires franchise, or Rise of Nations.
He's also gotten into 4x games like Stellaris and Civ. Thanks, Levi.
Don't try and challenge him, he can beat the hardest bots and WIN... THE BOTS LITERALLY CHEAT.
HOW DOES HE DO IT?
Controversial Pick: Fighting Games
Specifically games like Guilty Gear, Street Fighter, Tekken, BlazBlue, etc. Courtesy of Levi again. Thanks, Levi.
It helps him temper his wrath.
He'll sometimes play Mortal Kombat just for the finishers?? Why is he this way?
He could spend hours learning all the combos and tech of his favorite characters.
Has created himself some tech books and would only show them to you, esp. if you showed interest in learning the games with him!
I could see him and Levi settling disputes by doing best 3 out of 5 1v1s against each other.
Could see him maining Giovanna or Leo from GGST? Tends to prefer rushdown characters. (this one is completely biased, i named my cat after Giovanna from GG--)
Asmodeus
Dress-up/Fashion/Stylist Games.
SuitU, Love Nikki, Covet Fashion - you name it.
He has all of them on his D.D.D and will shell out major Grimm to get any outfit he likes.
Might try to make the outfits he gets in these games for himself and you, because you're the perfect model!
Has a lot of fun with it and might try and talk you into playing with him.
Will definitely post amazing outfits he makes in-game on Devilgram. Will also post countless photos and videos of you two modeling those outfits he brings to life.
...NSFW/Eroge Games.
Not gonna go into detail on these ones because you already know what I mean.
Enjoys playing those games that haunt the front pages of my Steam.
Would proudly play them in front of you to laugh at how ridiculous they are sometimes (as long as you're 18+)
Like Satan, I could see him enjoying Life Sims...
Unlike Satan, it's not because he wants animals.
Plays games like the Sims, Stardew Valley, and Sun Haven.
Self-inserts himself and will romance EVERYONE.
Has the mods where you can marry every single villager and the bed mod that makes your bed MASSIVE so all your husbands and wives can sleep with you.
Made a Sims save with just himself romping around town... No sim is safe from Asmo.
Also has a Sims save with you and him that he openly enjoys more. It has both of you enjoying that Sims Nightlife as celebrities and living in a MASSIVE mansion he custom decorated.
Will also play any Visual Novel/Dating Game that is recommended to him by Levi.
Bonus points if it never shows the MC so he can self-insert himself.
Controversial pick (in this case, not really): VR Games
Specifically things like VRChat or Chillout VR.
Would be extraordinarily popular and have custom avatars of HIMSELF made with so many toggles that it'll make your head spin.
He would always be hanging out in night club or bar worlds.
Occasionally Mammon joins him.
Sometimes he also invites you to join him~! (Would not like it if people started hanging all over you, tho, and would probably bring you to a hot home world with just you and him if that happened...)
Beelzebub
Sports games.
No doubts about this one.
Could definitely see him playing FIFA or Madden.
Levi thinks these are SUPER normie games and is offended to have them in the house.
Beel doesn't care.
Ooo, they made a game of Fangol?!?! He becomes an expert so fast, you have no idea. Would 100% teach you how to play with him.
Loves Cooking Games or Food-themed Games...
He just can't play them for long, however.
One time you got him to play Cooking Mama with you, Luke, Simeon, and Solomon but you had to stop because he got so hungry that he was trying to eat the television????
Would have to bring in MANY snacks and vow to make dishes from the games if you wanted to play these with him around... Which is a shame because he genuinely enjoys them.
I could see him loving Multiplayer Party/Minigame Games like Mario Party or WarioWare.
You mean he gets to play silly mini games with all of his favorite people?
He doesn't care if he wins, he just loves having you guys around.
Almost always comes in last place when he's playing with you, Belphie, and Levi but that's okay. The faces you guys make when you get your stars are worth it.
Controversial pick (and I mean this one is VERY controversial): FPS games
Now, I know what you're thinking. Beel is a gentle giant and wouldn't play these types of games...
But! I could see him forming 5 stacks with you and his brothers in games like CS2 and Valorant and being scarily good because of his amazing hand-eye coordination and reaction times?
Like he and Levi could easily carry you guys to high Asc/Low Immortal lobbies.
He would just play fill when everyone's around, but his mains would be Kay-O and Breach.
He would always be the initiator in Counter-Strike, following Levi's IGL calls perfectly.
He would also probably love playing games like Squad or Modern Warfare or Battlefield with all of his brothers, you + the dateables.
Belphie
Our resident Horror Game lover.
They give him ideas on how to prank his brothers dreams.
Once made Mammon go through Outlast in his dreams (nightmares??).
You better run, little pig.
But he genuinely enjoys them... When he can stay awake through them.
Hey, you, why don't you just play for him?
Loved playing through games like Amnesia...
Unfortunately for you, his love for puzzle psychological horror probably contributed to how he acted in Act 16 OM--
Loves Psychological Dramas and those Interactive Media Games.
You know. The ones where you're combing through footage or watching videos and making choices to find out the hidden/deeper/darker meanings?
He LOVES those.
Usually has you or his brothers playing for him. It's most likely Satan.
You all get equally invested.
Idle Games.
He can run these while he's asleep.
There's nothing more to be said.
These are the simplest type of games there are....
He's probably got a cookie empire.
Has a soft spot for Kart Racing Games.
Will regularly be in the room when you, Levi, Beel or Mammon are playing.
He's honestly pretty good at them??
When he's not falling asleep behind the wheel that is.
Controversial pick: Auto Battlers
These are games like TFT, Hearthstone Battlegrounds, and DOTA's Auto Chess.
He naps in between rounds and wakes up in 20s increments to prepare for his turn... Why does he have the timing down to a tee???
You're sure you've even seen him pick perfectly in his sleep??? How does he do it?????
Regularly comes in the Top 4, usually first or second.
What do you mean he's a Challenger TFT player??? Wtf how???
Will not coach you if you ask, but you're free to watch!
Will definitely cuddle with you the whole time he's playing these.
All Brothers, with a bonus YOU!
I could honestly see them ALL enjoying CRPGs as a group.
They always get the mods that let you increase your party size.
Went through Baldur's Gate 3 with you on your recommendation.
They all fought over who would get to play Astarion and Mammon won?!?!
Satan got Gale
Beel got Karlach
Levi was Laz'ael
Lucifer was Wyll
Belphie got Shadowheart
And Asmo made a Dark Urge Bard that looked exactly like himself????
He literally doesn't even make any Dark Urge decisions.
He doesn't want blood staining his clothes. 😔
You got to choose whatever you wanted though!
You took the Dark Urge from Asmo and he just played a normal, flirty bard with impeccable fashion sense.
This playthrough took MONTHS and MONTHS... but you all had a blast!
Literally.
You cannot count the number of times Satan 'accidentally' hit you with fire balls. (He claims he was aiming for Lucifer.)
Lucifer somehow ended up getting you all the luckiest ending? How did he roll 3 nat 20s?????
You're on to play Divinity: Original Sin II next...
Satan has already claimed Fane.
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I am Chris Albanese. Self-made billionaire, ravenous businessman and pussyhunter.
I am the best businessman to ever exist, the world basically belongs to me. If someone doesn’t act like I want them to, I can pay them off, pay someone to off them, or do it the old fashion way by wielding my fists.
You see, I used to be a sportsman. A boxer, to be precise. However, unlike my dimwitted adversaries, I knew how to use that to my advantage. I used sports as a way to gain some quick bucks and gain fame, and when finally a business venture extracting lithium in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, I jumped on it and finally ended that dumb career hitting people for other’s excitement.
However, it’s not as if everything was smooth sailing…
Today was a very bad day. It started with a demonstration in front of my building, with those wokes saying that I am complacent in the bloody civil war in the DRC. I mean, I don’t care about those Congolese, I’m just extracting lithium and selling it at high prices ! Those wokes will always find a reason to hate hard-working people.
But after that, I got complaints that my employees are over-worked and under-payed, and that they threaten a strike ! I fired a few of those so it’s okay, but then I get told that the shareholders believe that I don’t take enough advantage of the electric vehicle boom, and that my management is unsatisfactory ! Don’t they understand that those “green politics” will just explode on their faces and that I’ll have to pay for “mismanagement” ? Those fuckers…
When I get home, I decide to call my pussy... I mean, my third wife, but let’s call things what they really are. I need to unwind a bit, after all.
When she comes to my penthouse, she goes off on me about how she was busy, and how I just call her when I want her but I’m never here when she wants me. Women, am I right ? So I just shut her up with a new Gucci bag, and start undressing. She watches me as I undo the buttons of my suit, revealing the manly coat of hair I possess. But as I fling my top across to the couch, she dares to tell me :
“You know, Chris, you gained a bit of weight since the last time we had fun… You should really start working out again, you know, like when you actually did sports.”
Although she was telling me that with a look of concern and of lust, my anger was so built up since the beginning of the day that I just went off on her.
“What, do you want me to be a moron that can only punch others ? That is better than the piece of hotness you have in front of you ? I’m rich, I’m powerful, I’m the best person in all of humankind, and this is what you tell me ? That I should be ‘taking care of myself’ ? I’m taking care of myself just fine !
- Chris, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that, I’m just worried for you…” I cut her.
- You wretched woman, don’t say lies, I know you’re just not happy with hunting just one guy ! You sluts are all the same ! You come here saying ‘oh no, I’m so busy buying clothes’ and ‘you should work out and do everything I say’ and expect me to do nothing ? To listen to your orders ? I’m fucking Chris Albanese ! The best man on Earth ! You fucking greedy slut, you’re fired !”
She looked at me with weird eyes, as if I said something that didn’t make sense.
“You… fire... me ? You- You know I’m your wife, not your employee !”
She looked at me with pleading eyes, trying to seduce me out of firing me. Sluts are all the same, I tell you !
“Well, you’ve heard me nice and clear, you’re fired ! And never dare cross my path again, else I sue you for harassment !”
Utterly bewildered, she took her things – including her new bag, that greedy bastard – and started going, when she told me, with a shaky voice :
“You’re going to regret this, Chris !”
And then, she slammed the door. Good riddance, I think, but that doesn’t get rid of my tension.
After scratching my head for a small while, I decide that the best course of action is to offer her the possibility to buy her position back with “actions”. Smiling, I go to the door to announce to her the good news, when I suddenly get a headache.
I stumble and take support on the kitchen counter. Where did that come from ? My head feels so bad, it might as well be about to explode ! What was I thinking about ? Yeah, something about a person I needed to meet with… but whom ?
Another ache, this time on my stomach. As I breathe in, I feel something working in my stomach, and as I breath out, I have the impression that my stomach goes farther than it used to.
It continues for a while as another ache, this time in my legs, hits. I feel weird cramps in them, as if I had just done leg day and was suffering through its consequences. I fall down harder, not able to support myself on my legs, but am able to break the fall with my arms.
Just as I do that, I feel my arms get those similar cramps, and I just fall flat, aching everywhere. As my eyes are on the same level as the floor, I notice that it seems a bit dirty. Has my maid not done a good job ? She’s fired ! ...
… Who’s fired ? I can’t quite remember… Ugh… I should really clean my floor, it’s so very dirty, a ton of dust, and a ton of sweat…
Sweat ? I look down at my expensive suit pants, and only find sweaty sweatpants… and hairless abs. They’re also quite sweaty… Yeah, makes sense, since I was working out just now ! … … What ?
I stand back up. What has just happened ? I don’t work out anymore, yet I’m convinced that I just finished working out. Plus I have the biggest headache, like I’m forgetting something important…
I pace around, my body aching less and less, and feeling more and more pumped up. I also feel my hairless face and body… I feel as if I’m missing something very important. Then, suddenly, it jumps out to me.
The coach ! I’m late for my next match !
I run through my dingy flat to take a track suit and run to the boxing club. On the way there, I feel as if something is intensely wrong. As if I’m not supposed to be in the boxing club, as if I’m not supposed to be in a dingy flat, as if I’m not supposed to be in a good shape… yet I can’t quite put my finger on it, still having that headache preventing me from thinking normally.
When I arrive, coach berates me as he leads me to the locker room to prepare myself. When I’m ready, I go to face off against my adversary.
When I enter the ring, young women cry of joy, and between them, I see a very beautiful one that seems weirdly familiar… but she’s not really my type, she’s too old for little young me.
Me and my adversary fight for a while until I’m put K.O., and as the referee starts counting. But as I try all I might to get up, I see my adversary on top of me, acting all dominantly. And then the most surreal thing happens.
I get a hard-on.
#male transformation#male tf#daddy to jock#jock tf#age reduction#dumber tf#straight to bi#straight to gay#transformation#tf story
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hi ^^ can i request how arcane milfs + vi will act when they have a crush on a fem reader ?? maybe how they court her and try to win her attention it would be so cute !!
love your work so much ! hope you’re having a great day, take care 💕
Arcane milfs + Vi when they have a crush on you
I'll say this again and again, GRAYSON is a gentlewoman. She knows how to flirt while being extremely polite and flattering so she will gain your attention in no time. She will invite you for a fancy dinner and be an absolute delight. She will compliment your choice of clothing, pull out your chair for you, lightly hold your hand on the table and utter sweet praises by the soft glow of candle light. While the two of you are still in the courting phase, Grayson will send flowers to your apartment or your workplace which will have a sweet message attached to them. She is a bit old-fashioned and likes to formally ask you to be her partner after several successful dates and outings. She is over the moon when you return her feelings and cups your face while looking deep into your eyes and mutters out a gentle ''May I?'' before she kisses you once you give her an eager nod.
At first, SEVIKA struggles a bit when thinking of ways to approach you. She can't remember the last time she was romantically interested in someone let alone tried to ask them out. At first, she'll try to get your attention by having drinks sent your way whenever she spots you sitting at the bar of the Last Drop. Almost dies after you turn around towards her and give her a shy wave and an appreciative smile. In order to get some alone time with you, she rents a separate booth so the two of you can get to know each other in peace. You cannot deny that she is an incredibly charming and attractive woman so you start falling for her quickly. Sevika isn't any better as she is smitten by your lovely laugh and pretty face, she tries so hard to listen to you but is distracted by your cute gestures half of the time. Eventually, she gathers up the courage to formally ask you out on a date and grins like she won the lottery once you agree. It'll take her a while to get a hang of the whole relationship thing but you think it's adorable how hard she tries to win you over.
Prepare to be spoiled rotten, because the first tactic CASSANDRA has for gaining your attention is by showering you with gifts. Whether she gives them to you in person or sends them to you, you cannot help but always marvel at their quality and the thoughtfulness behind them. Prefers giving them to you in person as she greedily soaks up every little reaction you give her. Also takes you to lavish dinners and galas, making sure you are dressed in the most flattering and breath-taking clothing. She is also very sweet and polite towards you, she likes treating you like a lady and receiving the same treatment in return. Also invites you to her house and plans a lovely, relaxing evening for the two of you. After you finish the lovely dinner she had prepared for you, the two of you unwind on her expensive couch, sipping wine and talking about everything and nothing at the same time. She takes this opportunity to admit her feelings for you, telling you how much she admires you and how she'd love to have you as her partner, if you're willing. When you agree, she gently hugs you and presses a kiss to your forehead while telling you how happy you make her. Hearing her rushed heartbeat right next to your ear makes you think there's no other place you'd rather be at than in her loving arms.
VI is a great flirt until she's given a taste of her own medicine. She will give you silly nicknames, initiate physical touch and always be near you, but her brain stops working when you return all those gestures and it's so endearing. She will give you tours around the Undercity, showing you its hidden gems and taking you to the most beautiful places. Takes advantage of your focus on the amazing views she shows you in order to admire your features and gaze at your reactions. She will also bring you pretty trinkets and pastries she steals from Piltover. Seeing the way your face lights up whenever she runs into you makes her heartbeat accelerate. Vi is also very protective and practically your guard dog, always standing by your side and making sure no one even looks at you wrong. She will always walk you home and lend you her jacket if you're cold. When she formally asks you to date her, she is so nervous and fumbles over her words constantly. But once she manages to get them out and you say yes, she picks you up and twirls you around, laughing happily. Once your feet find themselves on the ground, Vi kisses you and you can feel her lovesick smile on your lips and think to yourself how wonderful it would be if this moment would last forever.
#arcane#arcane headcanons#arcane x reader#arcane grayson#grayson x reader#arcane grayson x reader#arcane sevika x reader#arcane sevika#sevika x reader#arcane cassandra#cassandra kiramman x reader#cassandra kiramman#arcane vi#vi x reader#arcane vi x reader#vi x you
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COD incorrect quotes, but their from TikToks I saw and are now buried somewhere deep in my likes:
PART 1
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*in an Uber*
Soap: And I find out that my parents are like, related.
Gaz: Like, their siblings?
Soap: Yeah like, blood siblings.
Gaz: Is that why you walk weird?
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Soap, walking up to Ghost with a camera: Cheese!
Ghost: What is this? 🤨
Soap: I really think I can’t treat you anymore.
Soap: The fact is…
Soap: I’m in love with you. 😍
Ghost: The fu-?? 😨
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Graves: Come on sweetheart, give us a smile.
Graves: Geez Louise, must be on your period. HA HA HA!
Valeria: …
Valeria: Let me drive a seven ton semi-truck over your torso and I’ll be smiling throughout my entire prison sentence.
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Gaz: Nik is so old fashioned.
Laswell: Oh, really?
Gaz: Nik is so old fashioned that he doesn’t even watch TV.
Gaz: Like, when he wants to kick back and unwind he just goes on long fishing trips with Price.
Gaz: And Nik doesn’t listen to any new music, he just listens to a bunch of metal mixtapes that Price sends him.
Laswell: Wait, John sends Nik metal mixtapes?
Gaz: Nik is so old fashioned that he really struggles showing affection.
Gaz: Like, he rarely hugs me or anyone of that matter.
Gaz: One time I thought I saw him and you holding hands underneath a table from afar, but then I got closer and I saw it was just him and Price.
Laswell: Nik and John were holding hands underneath a table? (.-_.^)
Gaz: Well, yeah, but it really more like a good old fashioned handshake. You know? Like, the prolonged kind where two old school guys don’t let go of each other’s hands while sitting side by side listening to a briefing.
Laswell: Kyle…are Nik and John dating?
Gaz: What? No, Nik isn’t dating Price!
Gaz: Most of the time when Nik and Price hang out, they just get in fist fights with each other.
Laswell: They get in fist fights??
Gaz: Yeah, I can not tell you the number of times I’ve overheard Nik and Price go into an office, lock the door and just fist fight each other.
Gaz: I mean, the halls positively echo with the sound of flesh smacking up against flesh, furniture bumping against the walls…
Gaz: And not for nothing, but I think old fashioned Nik is winning pretty much every one of fights based on how loud I hear Price moaning-
Laswell, getting up: OKAY-
(Gaz knew what was going on, he was just fucking with her like the lil shit he is.)
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Price: I just don’t wanna see you get hurt, okay?
Price: Those people up there can kill you!
Price: I know you think you’re tough, Farah, but you are fucking 5 feet tall!
Farah: I AM 5 FOOT 5! 😡
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Laswell, getting ready to order food: Alright, what do you want?
Soap: Hamburger.
Laswell, parroting: Hamburger.
Soap: Chips.
Laswell: Chips.
Soap: Fart.
Laswell: Fart.
Laswell: 👏🏻 SOAP. 🤬
Soap: HEHEHEHEHE *evil Scottish giggle*
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Valeria, dressed up: Okay, how do I look?
Diego: Like a woman about to go forth in sin.
Valeria: Oh, good. Exactly the look I was hoping for. 😉
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Scottish Bastard: hey
Scottish Bastard: ghost
Scottish Bastard: HELLOOO
Scottish Bastard: simon?!?!
Scottish Bastard: are you there??
Scottish Bastard: ………
Scottish Bastard: just imagine
Scottish Bastard: you and me
Scottish Bastard: in a room
Scottish Bastard: with nothing on
Scottish Bastard: OILED UP
Scottish Bastard: and ready to mingle
You: What the fuck are you on about?
Scottish Bastard: now that i have your attention
Scottish Bastard: i have an idea >:]
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Soap and Price, waiting for exfil: ….
Soap: …
Soap: Last night I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup, and you were mustard.
Soap: Which is weird, because usually you’re mayonnaise in my dreams.
Price: 🤨???
Soap: Why do you suppose that is?
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Ghost: When I die…
Ghost: ✨Viking funeral✨
Ghost, handing Gaz a gun: You shoot the shot.
Gaz, cocking the gun: Okay.
Ghost: If you miss, you kill yourself.
Gaz: Wait, what- 😨
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*in an Uber pt 2*
Soap: Well, I’m shocked—of course.
Gaz: This is the craziest thing I’ve ever heard in my entire life.
Soap: I mean, that’s dramatic.
Gaz: No, it’s not dramatic! Your parents are-
Soap: That’s dramatic!
Soap: Listen…I was shocked at first.
Gaz: At first??
Gaz: You’re not shocked still??? (ಠ_ಠ)
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(Nik being the cool dad to everybody in 141)
Nik, answering his ringing phone: Hello?
Norris: Hello, sir, I'm the Colonel working for Captain John Price. I have Sergeant MacTavish in my office.
Nik: Okay, what did he do? 🙄
*Norris looks at Soap*
Soap: 😢
Norris: *sighs* He punched another solider in the genitals.
Norris: Three times.
Nik: OH MY GOD, DID YOU JUST SAY GENITALS? HAHAHA-
Norris, listening to Nik laughing his ass off through the phone: THAT IS THE FUNNIEST THING I'VE HEARD ALL DAY-
Norris: *looks at Soap*
Soap: *smiling proudly*
Nik: OH MY GOD, he is so funny! 😆
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Ghost: Don't touch me, Soap!
Laswell: Can you guys like, stop having relationship issues while I'm trying to hack into their security?
#call of duty modern warfare#cod mw3#cod mw2#call of duty#nikolai cod#kyle gaz garrick#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#john price#captain price#kate laswell#farah karim#valeria garza#phillip graves#soapghost#nikprice#incorrect quotes#tiktok quotes#tiktok#blue2black: call of duty
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Hey so I know we have stuff and comics on Rabbid Mario and Rayman’s friendship, but what about Rabbid peach?
I kinda want to see how Rayman becomes friends with the diva. (BeSides from beep-o’s weird romance series)
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oooooh now THIS is interesting!
Ok so originally I said a while ago that I want to se Rabbid Peach messing with Rayman and getting on his nerves, and I think that fits her personality. But having finished the dlc I think there could be way more to this relationship.
The thing about Rabbid peach is that while she gives off this diva air of only caring about herself she is also one of the best healers in the game. She’s self absorbed and prone to jealousy but she DOES care about her friends and uses her powers to heal them when they need her. At the end of the Phantom Show dlc she’s the one who presents Rayman with a surprise gift after initially seeming standoffish towards him. And despite her jealousy towards how Mario and Peach interact she clearly values Peach as a close friend and inspiration.
So what does this mean for her and Rayman’s friendship? Well the good thing about Rabbid Peach is her extrovert personality. She wears her heart on her sleeve, doesn’t hold back her opinions, and is honest to the point of rudeness. She’s not afraid to call a spade a spade. And while this might take a bit of getting used to I think Rayman would appreciate this aspect of her character.
Despite having a good number of female friends (Ly, Barbara, Betilla etc) Rayman doesn’t really have a female friend he can unload his more petty side onto. Basically have a good old fashioned bitch fest with. I imagine he holds Ly in too high regard to dump his problems on her, Barbara doesn’t strike me as the ‘girly chat’ type, and Betilla is his adoring parental figure who’d probably not be as impartial as she could be.
But Rabbid Peach? Now there is a lady he can have proper girl talk with. I can see Rayman being able to be very honest about his frustrations and anxieties with Rabbid Peach. She in turn can give him frank and blunt advice about how he’s too self sacrificing and encouraging him to follow his heart the way she does. In turn Rayman is very relaxed in his gender identity and wouldn’t mind having a make-over slumber party with Rabbid Peach once in a while. Basically they’re good stress relief to one another and a safe space where they can vent about their lives (provided Rabbid Peach promises to stay off her phone ;) )
Honestly, I got the image of that one scene in the Looney Toons show where Daffy is doing Bugs’ hair and they’re having a girl chat and I had to draw it XD
Sometimes it’s ok to just unwind, have some me time with the girls, and feel pretty. XD
So yeah, that’s basically my impressions of Rayman and Rabbid Peach’s friendship. I imagine this might take a while to develop but I could see them forming a very unique friendship with a lot of love and support between them ^_^. Almost the complete opposite of Ray’s chaotic and physical friendship with Rabbid Mario XD
#mario rabbids sparks of hope#rayman in the phantom show#Rayman#Rabbid Peach#Headcannon#My arts#long post
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You Hold Your Hands in the Air, Screaming My Name (One Shot) 18+
A long day at work, and your favorite bar is closed. So, you ignore your gut and go to the nightclub down the street.
3.9K Word Count
MEN AND MINORS DNI. AGE 18+. SMUT, A HINT OF BLOOD PLAY IF YOU SQUINT, SLIGHT DEGRADATION AND EDGING.
A/N: Just a random thing that ballooned the more I wrote. Kinda on the fence about it. It has been A WHILE since I have wrote anything smutty, so lemme know, lol.
It had been an insanely long, hard day at work. Your job was not strenuous by any stretch, but today was the day that everyone just wanted to make your life hell while you worked your 10 hour shift. It was only 5:30pm, but you were over it, and just wanted to relax and unwind after work. Ever a creature of habit, you have a “typical” hole in the wall bar you like to visit after work, but of course, it was closed tonight due to some electrical fire or something along those lines. You should have just listened to your gut, and gone home. But instead, you found yourself at a new bar.
There was a dull glow of blue and purple neon, and due to the later hour the music was thrumming throughout the venue. You watched as bodies moved in tandem with their partners, and the music, patrons soulful eyes gazing at the person they were dancing with. You weaved your way through the sea of dancing flesh, sweat, booze and perfumes, up a few steps, making your way up to the bar top, leaning against the counter to get your poison of choice. Your gaze drifted to the floor watching the movement on the floor below, leaning against the thick wood counter, tapping your fingers against it as you waited for your glass of whiskey.
“Another Aperol Spritz, please.” A thick, beguiling voice came from behind your spot on the bar. You subtly turned so your front was pressed to the bar, so you could look at who the voice belonged to. A smaller, toned figure in an all black cocktail dress, slit up to her upper thigh, black and red heels, stood next to you. Her hair was pulled back in a messy bun, and a sheen was oh-so present on her skin. Your guessing she had just made her way off the dance floor, which was confirmed by the screaming of what you would presume to be her friends waving her back to the dance floor as the song changed. As you stood there, slowly side eyeing the woman beside you, your drink was slid in front of you.
“Old Fashioned.” The bartender broke you out of your trance, your gaze going back to him. You slipped him a tip and grabbed your glass, walking away from the bar, past the blonde who was now turned and looking at you, to find a secluded table in the corner, where you were more than happy to just sit and watch. You would need to consume considerably more alcohol to do that. You peeled back the suit jacket, and loosened your tie, unbuttoning the top few buttons of your dark blue satin shirt. You were bobbing your head up and down to the song, alternating between scrolling through your phone and watching the dance floor.
Multiple songs, and at least three more drinks had passed, and you had all but given up on the phone in your hand, and chose to just watch the dance floor as all the bodies moved seemingly in tandem with one another. Your eyes kept drifting from one group to another, when your gaze finally came across the blonde from earlier. She was swaying and grinding to the music, drifting from person to person. It seemed like she didn’t have someone she was dancing with in particular. Your eyes stayed glued to her figure, running dry as you watched how she moved, you gulped large amounts of your drink, successfully bleeding the glass dry and opting to suck on the ice while you waited for the waitress to come and get your order.
The brunette waitress was hellaciously attractive, and shot you a smile as you grabbed your drink from her hand. She shot you a brief smile, and you felt that someone was staring at you. Your eyes wandered, until you came across the blonde again, but this time her eyes were locked on you. You smirked, watching with intent as she continued to dance, gyrating her hips on the person she was currently partnered with. You found it slightly disturbing how she continued to stare right at you, her mouth agape, while literally dry humping someone else in public. As the song came to a close, she pushed off the poor soul she was dancing with, and started to make her way straight for you. You gulped, finishing the last of your drink, and setting the empty glass down to run your finger around the rim.
Almost as if on cue, the waitress popped herself into view, and you typically wouldn’t have minded, but the blonde making her way to you held your rapt attention. You’re sure that she had probably asked you if you wanted another, but you couldn’t hear her, between the music and now your heartbeat, which pounded louder and louder as the woman approached. There was a devilish smirk adorning her features, and as she stepped up to your table. She almost pushed the waitress out of the way, and your gaze drifted upwards as now the blonde stood over you.
“You just gonna stare at me all night, or grow a pair and dance with me?” Her tone caught you off guard, it honestly rocked you straight to your core.
“Sorry, I don’t dance.” You smirked, sending a lopsided smirk to the blonde, the waitress now sidestepping you both and walking away.
“Mmm. That’s a shame.” She responded, clearly unimpressed by your answer.
“How so?”
“Well, you strike me as someone who can dance, and of all these people, I think I would like to have my body pressed against yours the most.” She shot you a seductive look, leaning onto the tabletop with her arms squeezing her cleavage enough to make you want to faint, but faint right into them.
“That is a shame, I suppose. I guess that’s why you’ve danced with every other person in here?” You smiled at her, leaning into her face.
“There’s no shame in trying to find the right person. I just feel like you’re it…” she shot you a questioning look, like she was asking you a question.
“Y/N.”
“Y/N. I’m Scarlett.” She shifted, sitting herself down across from you. Her eyes were piercing, even in the clubs neon. She stared right through you, like she was trying to read all of your thoughts. “Humor me, Y/N. One dance, one song. If I’m wrong, you can come back and be the wierdo in the corner.”
“Wrong about what, Scarlett?”
“We’ll call it a science experiment. In chemistry.” She looks at you, eyes were somewhat expectant, and you laughed.
“I’m hardly a science experiment,” you respond cocking an eyebrow. “But in the interest of humoring, what if there isn’t any chemistry?” You ask as she clicks her tongue.
“Ah, good question.” She smiles. “Then I guess no one in this god forsaken bar has chemistry with me, and I just have to find a new place to find my person.” You raise your eyebrow, shooting her a questioning look.
“This is how you’re trying to find ‘your person’, by dancing in a nightclub?”
“Dancing is a love language, Y/N. It’s important.” She leaned back in towards your direction.
“Fine.” You get up, sticking your hand out for her to grab.
“Fine? That’s how you respond to me asking for a dance?” She crossed her arms across her chest. You raise your eyebrow in her direction again.
“I’m your last resort, Scarlett. You’ve danced with everyone in this place. Let’s see if you saved the best for last, hmm?”
“That’s a better response, Y/N.” She smirked as she stood up, straightening her dress, and grabbing your hand as you led her to the dance floor. You wormed your way through the musk and sweat, centering yourself on the floor. You turned towards her, and she pulled you into her body by your tie, slowly beginning to move to the heavy bass the song was providing. You began to feel the bass come through your shoes, and up your body, and before you knew it, all you could focus on was the music and the woman in front of you, grinding your thigh, with her arms around your neck. Your forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and she pressed her head to yours, staring at you eye to eye as you danced.
You weren’t sure how long you had been out there, but your dress shirt now clung to your body, drenched in perspiration and displaying the musculature beneath. But you had been dancing with Scarlett for what seemed like forever in the best way possible. You both hadn’t left each others presence since making your way onto the floor. But now, you needed a drink, and were exhausted. Your mouth was dry, and your aching body needed a break. There was a slow, sensual song playing, so Scarlett and you were swaying back and forth, her back to your front.
“Thirsty?”You rasp into the shell of her ear. You smirked at the goosebumps that erupted in response. She turned in your hold, and wrapped her arms around your neck once more.
“You could say that,” she stared at your eyes, and you couldn’t help but notice the dilated pupils and seductive tone in her voice.
“Come on,” you grab her hand, walking back to the table to grab your coat. It was times like this you were glad that you lived close, in the heart of downtown. You grabbed the coat, flinging it over your shoulder while she grabbed her clutch from the table she had been seated at with her friends. You smiled at her as you held the door open, and you both slipped out into the crisp fall night. She shivered, and you slipped your coat over her shoulders.
“Thanks, Y/N.” She clicked besides you, her heels matching the beat of your heart. You suddenly stopped, catching the attention of the figure to your left. When she stopped just ahead of you, you pulled her back into you.
“You didn’t tell me the experiment results.” You husked, placing one hand on her cheek, and the other on her back, watching as she pushed against your touch.
“The jury is still out, but…” she grabbed the edged of your dress shirt, pulling you even closer. “You get to be a part of the next experiment.” She smirked, her lips coming dangerously close to yours.
“Next experiment?” You laugh, failing to notice her biting her lip.
“Yeah, the next experiment is seeing if I picked correctly.” She looked up at you, waiting for you to initiate anything. You don’t move for a moment, and she shifts her weight, almost like she’s becoming restless. You laugh at her becoming suddenly antsy, to which she lets go of your shirt and begins sliding the coat off of her shoulders. You stop her movements, pulling her into your taller frame, and began walking. She cocked her eyebrow, waiting for what you would do next as she walked backwards. Suddenly, her back met a tall, metal door frame, and she gasped at the cool sensation on her frame. You crashed your lips to hers, grabbing both sides of her head and keeping her still while you kissed her fervently. She moaned into the kiss, and hiked her leg up around your backside, pulling you close while she grabbed onto your shirt. You bit her lower lip harshly, causing her to gasp and open her mouth, to which you graciously entered and took control of the kiss. You both fought for some semblance of dominance, to which you quickly showed her she wouldn’t win.
Pulling away when breath was required, you rested your forehead on hers, and she looked up at you. No words being necessary, you bent down, lifting the smaller woman by the back of her thighs, and wrapping her legs around you. She clung to you like a koala, squealing as you carried her inside the building. You stayed this way, making your way past the doorman to the elevator.
“Good Evening, Ms. Y/L/N.” The doorman smiled, and you shook your head his way. After pushing the button, you shifted Scarlett in your grasp so she was now looking down at you. You smirked, and the elevator doors opened just as you were about to kiss. She groaned, and you smiled, letting the occupants out of the elevator before stepping in. You pushed the button for the top floor, causing the woman to raise an eyebrow.
“Top floor?” She asked, looking back at you. You slowly let her body slide down your frame, she whimpered as you intentionally made her legs straddle your leg, which was propped up on the mirrored walls to the carriage, causing her clit to rub against the fabric of your trousers.
“Mmhmm.” You respond, now stalking forward and pushing her back to the other side of the elevator. You ducked your head, kissing her once more. This kiss was laced with a passion you were unaware you had been withholding, and she moaned loudly into your mouth, before you detached and began leaving openmouthed kisses down her jawline. She wrapped her leg around you, while grasping the hair at the back of your neck, pulling your head backwards before guiding it back to her. You both kissed each other until the doors dinged open, and you break the kiss to make sure it was the right level. When you had ensured that you had reached the correct floor, you both continued kissing, and you slowly guided her backwards towards your door, never breaking the contact. Eventually, the whines and whimpers became too much, and you picked her up, this time flinging her over your shoulder, your arm holding tight to the swell of her ass under her dress. You were close enough, you could smell the arousal of the moaning mess that was now grabbing your ass, while you fished the keys out of your pocket and opened the door. She shrieked when you didn’t put her down right away, but rather smacked her ass as you walked through the penthouse to the bedroom.
You flung the woman off your shoulder, throwing her onto your massive bed, before resting your knee onto the edge, unbuttoning your shirt while she watched. She just stared at you, lip trapped in between her teeth. Her legs were rubbing together, you could tell she was worked up. Her pupils were blown at this point, and just as you finished unbuttoning your dress shirt you reached down, grabbing her ankles and pulling her towards you. You pried apart her legs, causing her to whine at the loss of friction where she so desperately needed it.
“So fucking needy, whining the whole way up here, rubbing your legs together on my bed.” You growl at her, causing her eyes to roll back. A moan was her only response. “Words, baby.”
“Just, want you…” she whimpered, rolling her hips up in the air. You let out a sardonic laugh.
“You want me?” Her gaze was glazed at this point, but she continued to writhe and whimper while you stood between her legs. “You chose me last, Scarlett. Remember that.” You bark in her direction, before grabbing her legs firmly, and flipping her over on her stomach. You grabbed the zipper of her dress, slowly, painstakingly unzipping it. You trace your fingers up and down the now bare skin, groaning at the lack of undergarments. In one swift movement, you pulled the dress down, off her frame entirely. She shrieked at the sudden loss, before beginning her ministrations again, trying to get some relief. Her thighs were coated, and you ran your finger up the inside of her legs, causing her to groan at the contact. She looked at you over her shoulder, spreading her legs further, asking you for more contact.
“Mmmmm, baby girl, you have to beg to get what you want.” You lean over her, placing your hands on either side of her chest, and capturing her lips in a kiss. She flipped herself over underneath you, and began to unbuckle your belt. You tutted her, swatting her hands away. This caused a groan to come from the other woman.
“Please, just want to feel you.” She gave you her best puppy dog eyes, sticking her lower lip out. You dipped your head down to bite the protruding lip, just hard enough to cause her to moan and draw blood.
“You just want to feel? That’s it?” You taunt her, leaning back out of her reach. She made some grabby hands in your direction, shaking her head no.
“I want to feel you all over me…” She whined. “I want you to touch me, to fuck me, please…Y/N.”
“I’m sorry, what was that?” You ask again, wanting to make sure you heard her say it loud and clear.
“Touch me, Y/N. FUCK me, please!”
“Such a fucking dirty girl, demanding like that.” Her admission was the only invitation you needed. You grasped the buckle of your belt, pulling it out of the loops on your pants, before tauntingly sliding your pants down. You climbed up over her, kissing and nipping down her jawline, to her collarbone. You bit and sucked, leaving dark purple bruises along her collar, and straddled her leg so your thigh was slotted in between her legs. You grasped her hips firmly, guiding her up and down your thigh just enough to ease the tension she was feeling, but nowhere near enough to get her to release.
“Fuck, Y/N, please!” She whined, pulling your hair as she tried to guide you to where she wanted you the most.
“As much as I love your begging baby, let me take care of you.” You whisper into her ear, nipping at the shell, and jingling her earrings in your mouth before working your way back down to her chest. You now shift yourself to be fully in between her legs, and begin sucking and tweaking at her pert nipples. She moans as you suck and nibble on one, then the other, switching back and forth until you had given them enough attention for your liking. She keeps trying to push herself against you, and you have to reach one hand down to hold her hips down.
“Behave.” Your tone left no room for error- if she didn’t do as she was told, she would get nothing. She continued to whine as you made your way down her body, nipping and marking every inch of exposed flesh you saw fit. You finally settled in between her legs, running your fingers up and down the inside of her thighs as you watched her essence drip out of her pussy. You nearly go animalistic at the sight, but hold enough restraint to keep teasing.
“So wet for me, Scarlett. You’re a mess, doll.” You mutter, and she whimpers and mewls, one hand playing with her nipple while the other tangled into your hair. She couldn’t even put together a coherent sentence at this point, she was just a babbling mess. You barely traced your finger through her slit, causing her to shake and moan, back arching off the bed.
“FUCCKKKK, Y/N!” Her eyes were pinned shut, and she threw herself back to the bed. You slowly traced your finger over her folds, gathering all the arousal you could, before you plunged one finger into her clenched hole. She released a pornographic moan at the sudden intrusion, finally getting what she wanted.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight,” you mutter, slowly pumping your finger in, knuckle deep. You curled the finger, finding her spongy spot instantly, causing the woman below you to scream out a string of profanities.
“An…another…please.” She whimpered, placing her hand around your wrist. You slid another finger in, stretching her out slightly, and working her up further. The obscene sounds coming from how wet she was were spurring you on with her whimpers and moans. You felt her clenching around your digits, and slowly worked a third in, spreading her lips open enough to see her clench around your fingers.
“Fuck, so pretty all spread out for me,” You could tell she was close, but you wanted to push just a little bit further. You thrust your fingers at a slower pace, a frustrated groan coming from the woman.
“Faster, please…” she tailed off when you added a fourth finger, leaving your thumb to rub her clit sporadically, sending her mind into a spiral. Her body began to convulse beneath you, and as she began to tighten around you, you withdrew your hand. Her eyes flew open, staring at you as you worked your way back up to her, and she tried to push you back down. You were finally hovering back over her, swooping down and taking her into a breathtaking liplock. It was a kiss you never wanted to pull away from, but you did, begrudgingly. “Please…Y/N… finish me…” she panted, trying to push you by your shoulders back down. You smirk at her desperation, but your own was too great. You wanted to taste her, to feel her cum in your mouth. You begin trailing open mouthed kisses all the way down, before settling back in between her legs. Her fingers raked their way up your upper back, surely leaving marks in their wake.
You kissed around her exposed sex, intentionally leaving out the area she need you the most. You slipped two fingers back into her, groaning at the sloshing noise that came from her waiting pussy. You licked one long stripe up her folds, laying your tongue completely flat against her, causing her hands to fly to the comforter and grip it tightly.
“ooOOOhhh!” She moaned, her body shimmying under the sensation. You buried your tongue deep within her, groaning and rolling your eyes back at her tangy, sweet taste. The moans you were eliciting were sending shockwaves directly to her core, your nose nestled directly against her clit. Every move you made, the tip of your nose brushed against her bundle of nerves, sending her senses into overdrive. Your tongue set a feverish pace, your fingers delving into her sporadically to further stimulate her from the inside.
When she finally felt like she was close, her hands flew to the back of your head, grasping the hair, holding you where she needed you. You slid your hand up to her chest, grabbing hold of her nipple as the other was knuckle deep inside of her, curling against her g-spot. You lapped at her, plunging your tongue in with your fingers, and moving your head around so your nose rubbed against her clit. Her body tensed, and she threw her head back as she silently screamed, the veins in her neck bulging out, as you gently worked her down from her high.
“Fuck, Y/N,” she moaned, as her hands wandered all over your body and hers. You pull her in for a deep kiss, letting her taste herself on your tongue. She moaned at the taste, you groaned into the kiss in response. You pulled away, resting your foreheads together once more. “That’s one hell of an experiment, babe. Maybe I would have passed chemistry if all the lessons were like this.” She laughed, your grip tightening on her hips at the thought of anyone else being like this with her. “I think the experiment went well, don’t you?” She asked, clinging to your body.
“I think the results were inconclusive. We need to test further,” you respond, slipping yourself off the bed, walking to your closet. You will go all night to prove to her that this is more than a social experiment, and you are most certainly glad you ignored your gut this time around.
#communicatethrulyrics#wlw fanfic#scarlett johansson x reader#scarlett johansson x fem!reader#scarlett johansson#scarlett johansson x you#lesbian nsft#Scarlett Johansson smut
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Hi hi,
I'm also having wine, Salud! Now that we've had some time to digest episode 6 of the Monuments doc (did you see it?) do you have any thoughts regarding the scene and set up inside Jimin’s kitchen? Did it strike you as odd that we got a scene there at all?? That JK was there? That they decided to set it up and that the scene became (or was set up to be) a moment to talk about Jimin’s depression as remarked by an unnamed 'friend'?
Hope you have a lovely night. 🌙
Oh! Cheers to you too!
I love a hearty glass of wine to unwind or an Old Fashioned. I wonder if anyone else is also drinking wine right now with us (it’s always after 5 somewhere right 😊)?
I did watch it! I admit I’m one of those that shares a family members’ account and so was able to watch all the episodes when they aired.
Jimin’s Place
I don’t really know how to feel about Jimin and Jungkook having a parts of the episode together at Jimin’s place. It did feel weird because Jimin in particular had until recently not shown use even the edges of his TV! Us loosing it over his billboard number 1 live and seeing a chair?! Then the live with his house tour?? I still don’t believe that was not a dream
All I can say is it’s Jimin’s place and if he allowed the cameras in, in 2022, when this was filmed then he was comfortable enough. He had confidence in the show showing what he felt comfortable with showing. Jin, Hobi, Jungkook & Yoongi didn’t show their places, so if he didn’t want to, I’m sure he wouldn’t have to.
What was the reason 🗣️
I kinda felt like the whole point of the show was to continue the mantra of Bangtan, that they love ARMY and they love each other, among other things.
I found it crazy sus that they showed the members as a whole unit and they showed them as individuals but the only two they showed in different setting was Jikook, not just cooking, drinking, talking and eating together but also making music together, with the parts of the recording of ‘Letter’ being shown.’
It was soo hard to ignore though!! They literally had Yoongi eating chicken alone, Namjoon cleaning his place alone, Tae chilling in his place and eating alone but Jikook cooking together, eating together, laughing together, being introspective and honest in front of each other.
What does it meeaaaannnn?!
The same way it’s being drummed into our heads that BTS love performing, love ARMY, love each other and are also individuals…I feel like it was also being drummed into our heads the reality of the closeness of Jikook?
That one can call the other over and they spend time together and do thing none group/work related. BUT that they also can rely on each other in anyway work related, including solo works. That there is nothing not accessible to each other when it comes to Jikook?
Jungkook has access to Jimin’s home, kitchen and also studio sessions during their solo careers, that Jimin can call on him and give him that access, that it’s mutual?
I mean we not only have this from the Monuments show, we have their companionship enlistment and the ‘coming soon’ Jimin & Jungkook show. It’s like neon signs on the closest duo in the group, at least to me. I LIVE! I LOVE IT! I can’t wait for more of it, however Jikook want to give it to us.
The ‘Friend’
In regards to the ‘friend’ that Jimin speaks about in his story, the one he had a little fight with, that he went to help move the next day and said he thought Jimin might be depressed. I personally don’t think it was Jungkook.
For me, it’s just because I don’t see the need to think that Jikook are each other’s only friends and only people they know. We know Jimin is a very loyal and loving friend. We know that he has friends that aren’t famous as well as those that are. Him not mentioning the name of his friend and just referring to them as ‘friend’ may not have been due to him ‘hiding in plain sight’ with Jungkook but more like just protecting the privacy of a non-celeb friend OR a celeb friend.
If Jimin wanted to say ‘Jungkookie and I were having a drink the other day and talking’ he could have, it would have been no different than him saying how Jungkook came to his hotel room several times day or night, multiple times on live and on the PTD DVDs. No different than him talking and drinking with Jungkook there in camera.
I do feel like Jungkook had heard the story before, but not because Jungkook was the friend in question, but because Jikook are close and talk to each other and Jimin would most likely have told Jungkook about this around the time it happened.
Thank you for the ask!🫶
💜
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HAUNTED HOUSE / EN-
synopsis: think of that one en o'clock episode or that manifesto comeback video where they had to do puzzles to get out of the haunted building. the only difference would be you are the 8th member of enhypen and that you guys are actually in a haunted house.
HEESEUNG 이희승 ~
keeps everyone in check, keeping them away from harms way
doesn't joke around with ghost, man just wants to go home and play video games
but don't get me wrong, he'll also be screaming at every scary moment
Inside, the air was thick with dust and the faint scent of decay. Heeseung took charge immediately. With a flashlight in hand, he led the team through the dimly lit corridors, his senses on high alert.
As they ventured deeper into the house, strange noises echoed around them, sending shivers down their spines. Heeseung's grip tightened on the flashlight, his knuckles turning white with determination. He might not have believed in ghosts, but he wasn't about to take any chances.
Whenever a creak or groan sounded too close for comfort, Heeseung would swiftly usher his teammates away from potential dangers, his voice firm and reassuring. "Stay close, guys," he would say, his tone masking the nervousness that gnawed at him from within. "We need to stick together."
Despite his efforts to remain composed, Heeseung couldn't help but jump at every unexpected sound or shadow that crossed their path. His screams mingled with the chorus of his bandmates', filling the haunted halls with a cacophony of fear.
But amidst the chaos, Heeseung never wavered in his duty to keep everyone safe. He pushed aside his own anxieties, focusing solely on guiding his friends to safety. Deep down, all he wanted was to escape this nightmare and retreat to the comfort of his video games.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they reached the exit, breathless and exhilarated from their harrowing adventure. Heeseung let out a sigh of relief, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Let's get out of here," he said, his voice tinged with exhaustion. "I think I've had enough excitement for one night."
And as they stepped out into the cool night air, Heeseung couldn't help but feel a sense of pride swell within him. He may not have conquered his fear of ghosts, but he had proven himself to be a steadfast protector of his friends, even in the face of the unknown.
With that thought in mind, he couldn't wait to return home, where he could unwind with his beloved video games, far away from the horrors of the haunted house.
JAY 박종성 ~
would be scared but would prioritize you first.
just like how sang funny for sunoo in that one video, he'd distract you and keep you company
would yell out obnoxiously "do you know who i am?!" just to hide his fear
As the group ventured deeper into the haunted house, Jay found himself feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. His heart raced with every creak of the floorboards and every flicker of the dim lights. But above all, his priority was ensuring the safety and comfort of his companions, especially you.
Whenever he sensed your unease growing, Jay sprung into action, determined to distract you from the eerie atmosphere surrounding them. With his natural charm and quick wit, he launched into a barrage of jokes and silly antics, doing everything in his power to keep a smile on your face.
"Hey, hey, look over here!" Jay exclaimed, pointing to a dusty old painting on the wall. "Do you think that ghost has good fashion sense, or is it more of a 'ghost chic' kind of vibe?"
His exaggerated gestures and exaggerated expressions drew laughs from the group, effectively easing the tension that hung in the air. But beneath his playful facade, Jay couldn't shake the sense of fear that gnawed at him from within.
As they navigated through the labyrinthine corridors, Jay's antics grew more outlandish, his voice ringing out with exaggerated bravado. "Do you know who I am?!" he would yell, his tone purposely obnoxious. "I'm Jay from ENHYPEN, and ghosts have nothing on me!"
His theatrical performance served as a shield for his own fear, a way to deflect attention away from the unease that threatened to consume him. But through it all, his priority remained clear: ensuring your safety and well-being above all else.
And as the night wore on, with Jay's antics providing a welcome distraction from the haunted horrors that lurked around every corner, you couldn't help but feel grateful for his unwavering companionship and protection. In the midst of fear and uncertainty, Jay's laughter-filled antics served as a beacon of light, guiding you through the darkness and reminding you that, no matter what, you were never alone.
JAKE 심재윤 ~
babygirl of the group, unlike jay; jake will most likely use you as a shield
whining the whole time, yelling "kamjagiya!!" every minutes
but in a serious note, he'd help the most with tasks or getting out of the building
Jake's nerves were stretched to their limit. Unlike some of his more confident bandmates, Jake found himself clinging to you for dear life, using you as a shield against the unknown horrors that lurked in every shadow.
"yn, you gotta protect me," he whimpered, his voice trembling with fear as he pressed himself closer to you. With every creak of the floorboards and every distant moan, Jake's grip on your arm tightened, his wide eyes darting nervously around the dimly lit corridors.
At regular intervals, Jake would let out a piercing cry of "Kamjagiya!" that had become his default expression of fear. Each time the words escaped his lips, they echoed through the haunted halls, a testament to Jake's overwhelming sense of terror.
But despite his constant whining and occasional outbursts, Jake proved to be surprisingly helpful in navigating the treacherous terrain of the haunted house. When the group encountered locked doors or hidden passages, Jake was the first to spring into action, his determination to escape driving him forward.
With his strength and agility, Jake helped his companions overcome obstacles and evade potential dangers, his fear temporarily forgotten in the face of a greater challenge. And though his cries of "Kamjagiya!" never ceased, they served as a reminder of the bond that held the group together, even in the darkest of times.
As they finally reached the exit, breathless and exhilarated from their harrowing adventure, Jake let out a sigh of relief, his trembling hands still clutching yours tightly. "I never wanna do that again," he declared, his voice still shaking with residual fear.
SUNGHOON 박성훈 ~
would laugh at you if you scream, trip, or the like.
our nonchalant king, would act the most relaxed (even though he's dying inside)
probably joke around and scare you on purpose
Title: Sunghoon's Masterful Charade
Scenario:
With a mischievous glint in his eye, Sunghoon took it upon himself to lighten the mood. Whenever someone let out a scream or stumbled in the darkness, Sunghoon would burst into laughter, his amusement ringing through the haunted halls.
"Come on, guys, it's not that scary," he would say, his voice dripping with mock innocence as he feigned ignorance to the spine-chilling horrors that surrounded them. "You gotta toughen up!"
But despite his playful facade, Sunghoon couldn't deny the racing of his own heart or the knot of anxiety that coiled in the pit of his stomach. Every creak of the floorboards and every flicker of the dim lights sent a shiver down his spine, his bravado masking the fear that threatened to consume him from within.
In an effort to distract himself from his own mounting terror, Sunghoon would resort to playful antics, jumping out from behind corners or whispering ghostly tales into the ears of his unsuspecting companions. His laughter echoed through the haunted halls, a stark contrast to the oppressive silence that surrounded them.
But despite his best efforts to maintain his facade of nonchalance, Sunghoon couldn't shake the sense of unease that lingered just beneath the surface. With each passing moment, the weight of the darkness pressed down upon him, threatening to engulf him in its suffocating embrace.
SUNOO 김선우 ~
your partner in crime, you two would be making the most noise
glued to the hip, never letting one or the other out of each other's sight
but would be the first one to actually find a way to get out of there
"Did you hear that?!" Sunoo's voice would ring out, echoing through the haunted halls as he squeezed your hand tightly. "I swear, if one more thing jumps out at us, I'm outta here!"
Your laughter mingled with his, a cacophony of nervous energy that filled the air as you stumbled through the darkness together. With every unexpected noise or shadow, you would both jump in unison, your screams blending into a chorus of fear.
But despite the chaos that surrounded you, Sunoo remained your steadfast partner in crime, never straying far from your side. With his infectious energy and unwavering support, he helped to ease the tension that gripped your heart, his presence a source of comfort in the midst of the unknown.
"Stick with me, okay?" Sunoo would say, his voice filled with determination as he pulled you closer to him. "We'll get through this together, I promise."
And true to his word, Sunoo was the first to spring into action when a potential escape route presented itself. With a quick glance exchanged between you, he would nod decisively, leading the way as you followed closely behind.
As you finally emerged from the haunted house, breathless and exhilarated from your harrowing adventure, Sunoo let out a triumphant cheer, his infectious laughter ringing through the night air.
"We did it!" he exclaimed, his eyes shining with pride as he pulled you into a tight hug. "I told you we'd make it out of there in one piece!"
JUNGWON 양정원 ~
cutie is struggling to keep everyone together and in one place
one of the most helpful ones, trying to find a way out
would remind everyone that everything is going to be okay
Title: Jungwon's Guiding Light
Scenario:
As screams pierced the air and shadows danced along the walls, Jungwon's voice rang out, calm and reassuring. "Hey, guys, let's stick together," he would say, his words a soothing balm to the frayed nerves of his companions. "We'll find a way out of here, I promise."
With each passing moment, Jungwon's determination to keep his friends safe only grew stronger. He took charge, leading the group through the labyrinthine corridors with a steady hand and a guiding light, his unwavering resolve shining through the darkness.
Whenever someone stumbled or faltered, Jungwon was there to offer a helping hand, his gentle encouragement lifting their spirits and spurring them onward. "You're doing great," he would say, his voice filled with warmth and sincerity. "We're in this together."
Despite the overwhelming fear that threatened to consume them all, Jungwon remained a beacon of hope and optimism, his unwavering belief that everything would be okay serving as a guiding light in the darkest of times. And as they finally emerged from the haunted house, weary but triumphant, Jungwon's smile lit up the night sky, a testament to the strength of his spirit and the power of his unwavering faith.
"We made it," he said, his voice filled with pride as he wrapped his arms around his friends in a tight embrace. "I told you everything would be okay."
NI-KI 西村 力 ~
is scared but won't show it
would tell you or insist you to do the dirty work first before he does it
lowkey enjoy the experience with everyone around
Whenever a task or challenge presented itself, Ni-ki would subtly nudge you forward, insisting that you take the lead before he followed suit. "You got this," he would say, his voice steady despite the flutter of nerves in his chest. "I'll be right behind you."
With each passing moment, Ni-ki's resolve only grew stronger. Though he may have been scared, he was determined to face his fears head-on, refusing to let them hold him back. He relished the thrill of the experience, finding solace in the camaraderie of his friends as they faced the unknown together.
As they encountered obstacles and challenges along the way, Ni-ki was quick to offer his assistance, his agile movements and quick thinking proving invaluable to the group's progress. Despite his initial reluctance to take the lead, he proved himself to be a capable and reliable teammate, always willing to lend a helping hand when needed.
In the midst of fear and uncertainty, Ni-ki found himself strangely enjoying the experience, reveling in the adrenaline rush that coursed through his veins with each new challenge they faced. And as they finally emerged from the haunted house, victorious and exhilarated from their harrowing adventure, Ni-ki couldn't help but feel a sense of pride swell within him.
"We did it," he said, his voice tinged with disbelief as he looked around at his companions. "I never would have made it through without you guys."
#enhypen#enhypen imagines#enhypen au#engene#enha#enhypen x reader#heeseung#jake#sunghoon#jungwon#jay#jonseong#jaeyun#niki#ni_ki
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Lifestyle of the Refined, Cultured City Girl
She takes advantage of living somewhere with access to many cultural activities. She attends the symphony, the theatre, the ballet, and the orchestra. She visits art galleries and museums. She attends book readings, poetry readings, lectures by experts in various subjects, and writer's talks. She watches independent films in small cinemas. She goes to fashion shows. She unwinds by reading in a beautiful, old library. Many of these activities are free or cheap, so money is rarely a concern.
She has social hobbies, like playing an instrument in a local band, attending a book club or writer's group, participating in poetry readings, and taking evening classes and workshops on subjects like painting, fashion, learning a language, culinary classes, learning an instrument, etc.
She has private hobbies too, like writing a novel, creating art, studying, reading, and taking private music lessons.
On dates, she goes to painting classes where her and her date paint each other's portrait, pottery classes where they make each other something special, fine restaurants where she and her date try new cuisine, and upscale hotels for a fine afternoon tea.
She is always studying. Whether it's in University for a degree that will help her get her dream job, or a less formal education like learning about the world of art from her trips to the galleries, or learning about the history and culture of her city by exploring it, she's always taking advantage of the opportunities she has to expand her knowledge.
She participates in cultural festivities that may be held in her city, such as wine tastings, cheese tastings, art exhibits, film festivals, and book fairs.
She visits historical landmarks and sites to learn about her city's past and culture.
She visits rooftop bars and lounges, both to socialise and admire the view of the city.
She networks with people in high positions, and socialises at events and gatherings like cocktail parties, charity functions, and dinner parties.
She visits both high end boutiques and small, locally owned shops.
She spends time in nature by going to parks and botanical gardens.
She gives back to her community by support or volunteering with a charity or non-profit
She attends a yoga or meditation class at a wellness centre.
She discovers her local patisseries and bakeries and enjoys fresh baked goods.
She takes walking or cycling tours of the city's historic districts to learn about its culture and landmarks.
She visits a local farmers market for fresh produce and unique artisanal products.
She's always dressed impeccably. You will never see her in ratty old clothes, gym gear unless she's actually in the gym, or flip-flops unless she's at the beach. Her hair is always tidy, and her makeup never looks caked on. Her nails are always clean and neat. Her skincare routine is down to a T. She never says "I'm just going to the store" as an excuse to dress frumpily, as she knows there's always the risk of running into someone important and does not want to look like a slob. She does not hold onto clothes that are worn out, damaged, or unflattering, leaving only chic outfits available to dress in. She checks herself from all angles before leaving home to make sure there's no wardrobe malfunctions happening at the back of her outfit, e.g a hole in the back of her jeans. She honours herself, those around her, and her city by looking presentable and neat everyday.
Her home is never cluttered. It is decorated with art, including some paintings or pictures of the city, and she has photographs on the mantelpiece of the friends she's made there. She has a variety of books on a range of subjects that interest her. Her kitchen is well-equipped - no living on takeout for her. She has a set of high quality china and luxurious bedding and linen. She plays classical and jazz music instead of keeping the TV on for background noise. She treats herself to a bouquet of flowers to put in a vase occasionally, and may have a houseplant. She lights candles for a beautiful smell. She may have a collection of herbal teas to help her relax in the evenings. She may even have a well-stocked mini bar, space and funds permitting. Her wardrobe is carefully selected. Her home is stylish, yet comfortable, and always feels ready for guests. She practices the art of entertaining, and does it well.
She knows about hidden treasures in her city that one can't find out about just from doing an internet search. For example, in Paris, a string quartet of musicians meet up on a random day each week and play a free concert in the courtyard of the Louvre, but you wouldn't know this from looking up places to visit in Paris. It's something you must discover on your own or hear about by word of mouth. It could be a small unassuming café that makes the best dish you've ever tasted, or a beautiful building people rarely visit (like the medieval church/graveyard in my neighbourhood that's usually locked up and difficult to see into because of the high walls surrounding it, but if you pass by at the right time, the groundskeepers may be there and let you in to see the blooming flowers and trees beyond the graveyard gates if you ask nicely), an out-of-the-way boutique that sells gorgeous garments, a hidden park tucked away from the main streets, or a secret or exclusive bar or nightclub.
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Lay All Your Love On Me | Rockstar!Eddie x Nepo!Baby Reader
@oneforthemunny Summer writing game! This is the first time EVER posted something like this, pls be nice, I’m scared 🫣 Proofread but honestly there could be some minor things.
WC: 2.6K+
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 😡 I S2G I MEAN IT 18+ ONLY nsfw/unprotected sex/ p in v/ dom vs sub/ dirty talk/ oral (f & M receiving)/ degradation/ name calling/ breeding kink if you squint. Sorry if I missed anything
🐚-Prompt your/Eddie's dream vacation. where do you go? what do you do? It doesn't have to be beachy or tropical, wherever you want!
The last 6 months of your life, have been the longest of your entire life. Traveling all over the USA for work, fashion shows, photoshoots, endless fittings, attending your parent's mind-numbing galas, and worst of all, not being able to see Eddie at all. He was on a Europe/Asia tour with his world-famous band Corroded Coffin, and you were at home busting your ass without any downtime. People think being a celebrity is easy, that everything is handed to you because of who your parents are, but news flash! It’s not all it’s cracked up to be.
Your relationship was taking such a toll, there was only so much time in the day and with the time difference keeping up with where he was in the world was getting difficult, also the phone sex was getting old. Eddie and you decided that because you both needed some serious R&R to reconnect, a vacation was the right move. You needed it desperately, so you had your assistant book the two of you a private villa on a secluded beach in the middle of nowhere for 3 luxurious weeks.
6 months head lead up to this point, 24 weeks on the go, 182 days without him. You had even tried surprising him but each time something came up. The band wasn’t in the same city for more than one night, you had a photo shoot in Hawaii, he was in Tokyo, you had to be in Colorado for a charity event, he was in Milan. Nothing worked up until this point. His tour ended today, since you had to travel farther you got to the villa one day early.
You could just taste the ocean air as you stepped off your parents private jet. The boat ride to the little Greek island was less than an hour and you had time to unwind before Eddie was to arrive the next day.
You wanted to get there before him just to get one day to yourself. (Like you siad, it was a long 6 months) There was hardly any time for self care, not to mention when you did do your self care the vibrator Eddie had gotten you for while he was away had broke from being over uses 3 months into him being gone. There was no way in hell you were going to be caught by the paps in a sex shop getting a replacement.
The villa was beautiful, blue and white everything, a beautiful kitchen that you could fulfill all the domestic fantasies these next three weeks brought. The bedroom was huge and had a king size bed in the middle, the shower was spa like and there was an infinity pool in the back yard, it looked like the most luxurious oasis. A view of the Sea was enough to relax you the second you stepped outside, it was everything you expected. You made a mental note to give your assistant a bonus for booking this place.
*24 hrs later*
After a relaxing night of self care that included, shaving, exfoliating, facial masks, and a little bit of wine, you stayed by the pool most of the morning. It was perfect tanning weather and you would take advantage of not having tan lines. You stripped off your bathing suit, it was only you in the villa and your closest neighbour was more than a few miles away. and you weren’t expecting Eddie for a few more hours. (not that he would be complaining.) You were listening to your music, really starting to relax as your body finally understood that you are in fact in vacation mode, as you sunk into the daybed.
Meditating to the sound of the ocean, your soft music playing in the background you hadn’t a care in the world
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The second Eddie stepped off the boat he knew his hunger couldn’t be satiated until he had you consuming every inch of him. He walked into the villa and didn’t even take in its beauty. He had one thing in mind and that was finding you. He was calling out your name but the house was empty with the echo of his voice. Running to each room, he found the kitchen, the sitting room, the bathroom, and the bedroom where he finally put his bags down, but with no luck, they were all empty. He was starting to second guess if he got the date wrong? But seeing your things spread all over the bedroom including the teeniest red string bikini on the bed lead him to believe otherwise.
Then he heard it, your awful pop music coming from the yard, he knew you were here. He rushed his way to the sliding glass door, his heart skips a beat when he sees you. Laying on your stomach, head facing away from the door, bare ass in the air, on display for him. Eddie was famished and here you were sitting out for him on a silver platter. He couldn’t wait a second longer, he slid the door open and made his way towards you.
You had just started to nodd off, sun beaming down on your skin, the familiar smell of sunblock and the ocean air southed your soul.
“Oh baby you sure know how to welcome your man” Eddie sighed.
“AHHHHHHH” A scream of terror left your throat at the sudden voice right behind you you jumped and saw his cherubic face framed by the sun light beaming behind him.
“BABY” you pop up on to your knees on the lounger to embrace him in the tightest hug you could. He looked good, tired but good. He let his beard grow out and had a few more tattoos covering up his arms than the last time you saw him. His hair was the same as always and he must have been working out with the trainer while on tour because he definitely was more filled out than the last time you saw him.
Eddie pulled back so he could kiss you, not wasting any time he is ravishing you, a kiss that took your breath away, the kiss was hard, rough and messy but the passion of not being together for 6 months was coming trough his actions. His hands shot up to your bare ass grabbing it pulling you closer into him. His hands then traveled up to your breasts as a gut reaction you moaned into his touch. “God I missed you” he moaned into your mouth, hands frantic, touching any part of him you could. Time stood still, you could have been kissing him for 5 hours or 5 mins it didn’t matter you were together again.
Eddie reluctantly pulled away to take you all in. 6 months of not feeling, seeing, or tasting you he was a man starved. “God baby if I knew you would be welcoming me like this I would have told the pilot to parachute me onto the island to get here faster.” His eyes take in your bare everything. Giggling at his stupid flirting, you blushed, but it quickly went away when he latched his mouth onto your left nipple. Your head flew back with pleasure, with a moan he pulled away to see the cute little bud that was forming. The sensation of his mouth on you went straight to your core. You needed him so badly that you forgot what it was like to be touched, to be wanted. Naturally, you slid your hands down his torso, up under his shirt, signaling for him to take it off, you needed to feel his skin, you kissed him like it was the last time you ever would kiss him. You slid your hands down to his belt buckle, undoing it at a speed that wasn’t fast enough. “What do you think you’re doing?” Eddie gripped the back of your hair and yanked your head back, letting out a little yelp “Please Eddie I need you, let me make you feel good baby. I need this, it's been too long, I can’t-” Usually under different circumstances, he wouldn’t let you touch him until you were told you were allowed, but he could see the plea in your eyes, you both needed this. “Fine, but just this one time, Princess” he let go of your hair and you bent lower to take his cock out. “You remember, one tap you’re ok, two to stop” his tone was serious, “Yes Sir” Giving him the most innocent eyes you slide your tongue up the thick shaft and envelope his head in the rest of your mouth, not breaking eye contact. The weight of his cock resting in your mouth made you drool. “ Fuuuuuck, good girl” Eddie’s breath became erratic. His hips pulled back and you knew it was coming, he thrust back into your mouth almost hitting the back of your throat, fucking himself in your mouth your eyes started watering and your breathing became shallow but you were in heaven. “You ok babydoll?” He’s looking down at you, hand gripped on the back of your head still thrusting until he hit the back of your throat. You gave him one tap on his bare thigh, as he kept up the pace. “I missed this mouth so fucking much, my hand wasn’t enough. Could’ve had any groupie I wanted, girls were throwing themselves at me” He said through gritted teeth. “ but I didn’t *thrust* want *thrust* any *thrust* of *thrust* them *thrust* they aren’t you” his hips sped up until he filling pulled out. You were finally able to catch your breath, you were a mess, hair tangled and scalp burning from his harsh grip, drool coming out of your mouth, tears and snot running down your face. He pulled you back up to kiss him, your pussy was throbbing, and the pulse that went directly to your clit was screaming for attention, you tried rubbing your thighs together for some sort of friction but Eddie noticed.
Moaning your name he pushed you back down onto the day bed, you saw the hunger in his eyes “Baby, please.” involuntary whimper came from your mouth, he went in for another kiss, hands roaming from your inner thigh up until it reached your pussy “oh baby” he says with shaky breath the second he truly felt how wet you were for him.
Kissing down your neck, leaving purple bruises in his wake, not giving a care in the world right now about visible hickeys, he crept lower and lower until he was kneeling between your legs forcing your knees open he stared into your heat “Oh Princess, you’ve been so neglected, haven't you? No one to take care of you like I can, don’t worry I’m here now.” He wasn’t talking to you, he was talking to her. He leaned in, soft kitten licks your clit with the tip of his tongue, gentle and delicate. The tickle of his new beard was a sensation you had yet to feel, it’s not what you were used to with Eddie but you weren’t complaining, you were doing the exact opposite actually. You couldn’t resist it anymore, your hips started gyrating into his face, you needed more. “Eddie please” you whimpered. “Seems like you’re forgetting my name babydoll, but I’ll give you a pass it has been 182 days,” he says looking up still stroking your folds with his index finger. “ ‘m sorry Master, please I need you” you practically in tears. “That’s my good girl, beg for it” he’s grinning down at you but you’re too distracted you didn’t realize he had his pants off from around his ankles, his hard cock in hand he rubbed his tip up and down your slit gathering your juices.
At this point you were so turned on you couldn’t think, moaning out as he slowly stretched you open eyes rolling to the back of your head, inch by inch the pleasure mixed with the burn of the stretch, it was good, too good, you’ll never let it be this long ever again to have him fill you.
“My little slut can’t even think straight can she? My big cock got you all stupid didn’t it?” You hadn’t even realized he was talking to you, cock drunk off the feeling you were so close and he hardly started. “I-I- huhhhhhh, master plea-” You didn’t stand a chance he started thrusting into you, your ankles rolling, he gripped your calfs to hold your legs as wide was the could go. With each thrust the pleasure became more and more, your back arching up into the feeling of him filling you up. The feeling in your belly starting to build until he unexpectedly flipped you so you were on all fours, and he started thrusting harder “Oh god! There! Please don’t stop!” It was so good your hands gave out, your check pressing into the foam mattress, only making your ass stick out more for him. He spread your cheeks, and you scream as he hits that sweet spot in you each time. A slap comes down hard on your ass as he pounds into you, you moan out with pleasure. Another smack on the other cheek to even things out. He’s going at a a pace that makes your head spin, his fingers gripped into your hips so rough you’re sure there will be bruising tomorrow. The noises that are coming out of you are inhumane, you didn’t even recognize yourself, he was so big, you were so full, it was too good.
Eddie yanked your head back by your hair so you were parallel with his body. “Tell your master how much you missed this cock you little slut” he whispers through gritted teeth. You couldn’t talk, each thrust was getting deeper and deeper at the angle he was holding you in, you almost fall you grab his forearm to balance yourself. Suddenly he pulled out and you cried out at the loss. “You really have been fucked dumb because I know you heard me” he pushed you back down your hands almost not catching your fall. “I missed your cock so bad, it’s been so long, Master please! I need it!” you were crying, all your emotions built up leading up to this point. “There you go baby, was that so hard?” He plunged back in each thrust building and building, the coil in your stomach tightening until he started rubbing your clit and you couldn’t take it anymore “Master I need to come please” you cried! “Oh looks like you didn’t forget everything, good girl, come for me” You were already seeing stars before he finished talking, your body shook, clenching down so tight on his cock while your orgasm filled your body. “Oh god yes, baby milk this cock so good I’m going to fill you up” Your pussy gripped down so hard on his cock you felt him cumming a few thrusts later.
Dazed, and all fucked out you roll over to see Eddie beaming down at you. “Hi princess” Eyes glazed over you manage a “Hi baby,” you reach for his face, you’re still crying, he leans into your request and gives you the softest kiss you think he has ever given you. “I missed you so much, don’t ever leave me that long again.” you sniffle and curl into his lap. “ I love you so much Princess, never again.” He held you like a child, you needed him just to be there. After a couple of minutes, the tears stopped, and you curled into his neck, leaving soft kisses and kitten licks, you couldn’t help yourself, your boyfriend was just so hot.
“I think we have a lot of catching up to do” he throws you over his shoulder “Eddie put me down” you giggle, getting a full view of his bare ass in front of your face he runs you to the bedroom, you knew it was going to be a long night.
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You Owe Me.
Matt Murdock x fem!reader
Summary: Matt’s used to you showing up in his apartment, but something feels different this time.
ASK: N/A
Warnings: injury, blood, descriptions of gore
Author notes: You are a vigilante in this fic named ‘Viper’ !!! viper is very based off of catwoman and was an old discontinued DC OC of mine!
word count: 1058
Matt was used to you breaking in. Sure, the first time it had happened he tried to fight back, but you had made it clear you weren’t there to fight. You had found out his identity just three days before and you were far too curious to not come and say hi. He knew you were his enemy…technically…but you hadn’t tried to attack him yet, nor had you attempted to poison him as you had done to others in the past, so he found himself letting you stay. Sometimes he even kept the window unlatched just to make it easier for you.
It was a well known fact about you that you could move silently and, though you’d never fooled him yet, he often had to listen closely to tell when you had walked in. “How did you even find out who I was anyway,” he spoke, seemingly to himself as he put his coat on the rack. You moved out of the shadows, still in your vigilante uniform.
“Wasn’t exactly hard, Daredevil and Matthew Murdock move in very similar circles…one’s just holding a cane.” You replied nonchalantly. He smiled to himself as you got comfortable on the sofa, crossing one leg over the other in a polite fashion (though you knew he wouldn’t see it).
He continued to unwind as if you weren’t there, just letting you observe him. Finally, once his tie was loose around his neck, he spoke again, “Will I ever know who you are?” He asked, taking his place in the chair beside you. You leaned forward, placing your chin in your palm and sighed.
“No. I’m a secretive person.”
It was certain, almost like a promise. Matt would never know, not if you could help it. He seemed to inch closer to you, a smile budding on his lips. “Is that why you’re still wearing your mask?”
You weren’t sure how he knew, maybe there was a difference in how you moved or acted when you wore it. There was a long pause, silence blooming in answer to Matt’s question, then, as if he had begged you, you took the mask off.
You placed it in his hands, skin never coming in contact, “Who said I was?” He smiled to himself now, feeling the texture of the snakeskin mask. It was smooth, leathery and there was a large scratch down the middle of the left eye. Though he couldn’t see you, he seemed to look into your eyes, a glint hidden in his that you couldn’t understand. “If you’re satisfied, I’d like my snakeskin back.” You said nonchalantly, as if the vulnerability of being without your mask didn’t scare you.
Matt waited for a moment, then handed it back. You headed for the window, thinking. “Oh and Matt,” You turned on your heel, “I took my mask off for you. You owe me.”
“No thanks.”
You slinked out of the window before he could speak again, latching it shut as you had so many times before. Locking it was supposed to mean, ‘don’t let me in again.’ but he always unlocked it anyway. It was almost like he wanted you there.
⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖ng 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
He was waiting for you, that much he had admitted to himself. Matt sat idly in the same seat, head turned toward the open window to listen for you. You were late. From the first time you had shown up, you’d always climbed through the window at 11:00 on the dot, no later, no earlier. It was now 11:35.
Eventually, you practically fell through the threshold of the window, breath rapid and heartbeat fast. “Are you alright?” Was the first question that left his lips as you corrected yourself. You leaned against the doorframe as you usually did, though this time you clutched a large wound on your side.
“Never better.” You replied as you pulled the mask from your face, feeling as though you could finally breathe again. You pulled your hand away slightly, wincing at the sight of the blood. There was far too much. “Sorry I’m late, I had a run in with a man, a dog, a knife and a particularly vicious chain link fence.” You joked, breathing in sharply when the motion pulled at your skin.
He moved closer. “How badly are you hurt?” He asked. You motioned for him to drop it and a moment passed. “I can’t see you, remember. I’ll ask again, how badly are you hurt?”
You sighed and placed the mask on the cluttered side table. He could smell strong metal, something recognisable to him. It seemed to weep from you, joined by the faint and slowing heartbeat that tapped gently every so often. It was like Matt was drawn to you, the metal scent pulling him closer. Close enough that you gave in. You let go of a sharp breath and tumbled forward, collapsing into his arms like a falling leaf. Matt tried not to laugh at your gracefulness even in your worst moments.
Matt carried you to the sofa, placing you down as gently as he could and apologising quietly as he searched for the wound. He cut part of your uniform from your body in a neat square and delicately traced his fingers along your skin, feeling the tackiness of the blood coat his fingertips.
Eventually, his hands reached the wound and he got to work, bandaging you as softly as he could. Each movement was deliberate, and laced with worry. He wanted you to keep climbing through his window, just not like this.
⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖ng 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
You woke up a day later, side stinging and body heavy. You felt stronger, well rested (that was something new for you). You looked down to your stomach and saw a neat row of bandages, completely clean. Matt had been changing them every few hours - what a gentleman. You sat up with effort and grabbed the mask he had placed by your feet. The apartment was eerily empty, no sound of his gentle breaths. All that lingered was his soft cologne.
He had gone to work, leaving nothing but a note on the table. ‘You owe me - DD’ the words were simple, printed out from a computer in a clean and simple font. You smiled and grabbed a pen from the side, scrawling your own message before heading out of the window.
‘No thanks - V.'
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"other" options are for cowards but let me know what other good drink call-outs I missed
UPDATE: SECOND POLL!!
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YAAAAAS Charlie would absolutely have a stickers rewards chart for every little she takes care of!! Each one personalized to fit any little’s individual personality ofc!! ⭐️❤️🌼
And I love the idea of Velvette having multiple pull-ups/diaper print designs to match her outfit of the day, even in little space she’s always gotta make sure she matches and is fashionable !! ✨
I also like to HC that Velvette out of little space designs little/age regressed clothes as a side gig because little’s deserve fashionable clothes that also are functional and can stand up to even the roughest activities little’s can get up too (like reinforced knees, convenient snaps, frabric that’s easy to move around in ect !) ✨
I’ve been thinking about Alastor’s past life, and how he might of had a rough experience with his father growing up and definitely preferred his mother over him
I like to HC that in Alastor’s past life during childhood he might have been a bed/ pants wetter, and his father would constantly shame/punish him for it, while his mother was very kind and understanding even going as far as too help Alastor clean up his bed sheets/pajamas (or his daytime accidents) before his father could find out
And Alastor regressing is no different, he’ll become extra fussy before bed/nap time and even tries to clean up his sheets/pajamas/pants in his regress state before his caregiver finds out and even after his caregiver finds out 🥺
And after a while of frustrating accidents a caregiver will suggest wearing protection, and at first Alastor is unsure on the usefulness of it, not really understanding the benefits since he was born roughly in 1893 before bedwetting pants or training pants were invented and has no clue what there intended purpose is
But after realizing his bed/pajamas/pants will stray dry with protection Alastor will think they’re the best thing to be invented since slice bread because as we know Alastor loves his old timey puns and references 🤗
Blitz is so adorable and needs to be protected at all times !! I love the way you write Blitz and Fizz’s friendship !!
I like to HC that even though Fizz doesn’t need pull ups/ diapers he’ll occasionally request that Ozzie puts him in one to make his best buddy Blitz feel better about having to wear them because Fizz is so kind and understanding of his friends feelings in little space ⭐️🥺
Im also curious if you have any plans for Lucifer in your story?
As we saw in the season finale of Hazbin hotel, there appears to be an apple shaped building attached to the newly rebuilt hotel, assuming it’s Luci’s room, it appears he’ll also be living at the hotel from now on
I think he could be a fun character to include as an extra caregiver with all of his fatherly advice/ experiences
Ofc to help the other caregivers with their littles or to be the emergency babysitter thats called upon at a moments notice 😭
I also think Lucifer would also be an adorable little too, with his love of ducks, his goofy personality, and being easily picked up and cradled because of his fun size stature 🥺 plus being the big boss of hell, he definitely needs to unwind and relax from time to time !!
You’re doing fantastic with the writing, keep up the amazing work !! ⭐️
1)Yesss!! She's also going to buy them all journals to keep up with all their progress (all specialized for each little one to keep track of their progress 💕)
2) Yesss! ✨️
3) ooo I love that! She would own her own personal agere gear business as a hobby.
4)For sure. We don't know a lot about his father, but I suspect he's no good.
5) Love the idea of Rosie breaking the cycle of trauma/abuse for him.
Her and the others showing him what a good childhood is like. It's truly adorable.
He probably assumes the bed wetting is his fault, that he's broken or something, but Rosie would assure him that there's nothing wrong with him at all and there are ways to help.
I also love that he would just be impressed by these "new" inventions. Seriously, the only thing he stays up to date on is music.
6)Blitzø does need to be protected. Adorable lil gremlin ❤️
Fizz would definitely wear pull-ups if he thought it would make Blitzø feel more confident. They'd do anything for each other ❤️💚
7)Yess!
Lucifer is a flip 50% Caregiver and 50% Little! (Age 3-10)
Book 1 will take place during the events of season 1, and 2 will be after that. So, he'll have moments in book 1, but he'll mostly be in book 2.
But OH do I have plans. Lol
This baby will NOT be forgotten! I cannot wait for more of this king!
8)Thank you 💖
@todayimfour
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