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puppy!reader trying to break up with rafe or just distancing herself because she overheard someone saying they couldn’t understand how rafe could be with a pogue and it hurts her feelings and has her overthinking :( (obviously rafe later on gets her to tell him who said that and he deals with it)
꒰ ౨ৎ .ᐟ .ᐣ ᡣ𐭩
he was used to you being all over him. if you weren’t constantly yapping in his ear, you were using him like a climbing frame, subtly rubbing your needy cunt on his leg or trying to stick a body part of his in your mouth. so, the difference in your behaviour all of a sudden was palpable.
you’d been at the country club. not particularly because you liked it there, you knew despite recently joining the kook life people still saw you as less than — but you had to say, the icecream they served was top notch, and you wouldn’t keep yourself away despite being told off plenty of times by rafe for overdoing it on the sugar and then getting hyperactive.
you step away from the counter with your cone, smiling to yourself at the small victory when your ears picks up on a conversation round the corner. you stop in your tracks, realising it’s about you.
“i mean she’s definitely hot, i’ll give him that. in like, a weird way. she’s got the whole ‘fuck me daddy’ thing going on, you know. she’s helpless. rafes gotta be fuckin’ her.” a kook you didn’t even recognise comments, sipping at his beer.
“dont be weird, bro.” another turns his nose up.
“its true! i dont care man, i know rafe — he fuckin’ hates pogues, he wouldn’t be caught dead with one, ‘specially not one as obvious as her. the girls a mess, and mommy and daddy suddenly coming into money ain’t gonna change that about her.”
your heart sinks as you continue to listen to the berating. in the north carolina heat, icecream didn’t stay structurally sound for long — and you’re only dragged out of your eavesdropping session when the dome of strawberry icecream slides straight off its podium, splatting on the floor besides your sandals, leaving you with just the cone in your hand. you stare down at it, barely registering the loss.
you’d overthought it— something rather uncommon of you. when a few hours had passed, and rafe hadn’t had you hurtling through his front door with a ladybug on your finger or something of the sorts, he actually wondered where you might be— so he showed up at your door.
you wasn’t expecting him. he never chased you, always letting you come to him first — but something felt off, and his curiosity got the better of him.
“w—what is this, you not comin’ over to bother me today?” he shakes his head and your brows crease, staring at the eldest cameron in your doorway.
“no…” you reply quietly, even going the extra length to avoid his eyes. you weren’t trying to be obvious about it, but you couldn’t help that you were upset. he stares at you for a moment, unnerved by your unusual mood.
“…well can i come in or what?”
you allow him, purely because despite your mood you didn’t like to be impolite.
“whats up with you? i already told you to stop watchin’ those animal planet documentaries, kid. they upset you, alright i—”
“i wasn’t.” you snap, and he looks over — your tone grabbing his attention from wandering around your living room, seeing you standing in the corner clutching yourself like you didn’t know what to do. you were so used to being all over him that standing by yourself felt odd.
he scratches his cheek awkwardly, eyes flickering over you. “shit, you mad at me or somethin’?”
slowly, you sit down on the couch, tucking your feet beneath you.
“i’m just trying to give you space.”
he huffs a laugh out from his chest, thinking you’re joking — but his smile fades a little when he sees that you’re not. “yeah? you were all over me yesterday, now what — you shy?”
“i’m a pogue.” you raise your voice over his just a tad, bringing your knees to your chest. the statement catches him off guard, and he sways awkwardly on the spot, watching you.
“yeah no shit. so what.” he drawls, and his agreement stings.
“you hate pogues. so… you hate me.” you draw the conclusion and he fights an eyeroll, walking over to where you’re sat briskly.
“listen if i hated you you’d fuckin’ know about it, alright? i don’t hate you. you’re a pain in my ass, but… but nah.” he shakes his head, settling down on the seat next to you and pushing his hair back, not enjoying the idea of being vulnerable. it made him a little uncomfortable. “where… where is this coming from anyways? since when did you give a shit ‘bout all that?”
“since the people at the club were saying stuff.” you mutter, and now he’s really invested. his head snaps towards you, arm freezing in the air from pushing his hair out of his face. he could tolerate the weird moods, but he wouldn’t tolerate people disrespecting you or him.
“huh?”
your lip starts to tremble at the memory, voice growing higher as you speak. “there was a group of boys, and they were saying i was a mess and that im nothing and that you had to be fucking me because that’s the only thing i could offer you and i dropped my icecream and—”
“what?” he turns his whole body towards you as you let out a quiet sob, wide eyes darting between your wet one.
“i dropped my icecream!”
“no— kid, who was saying this shit?” his outrage is somewhat comforting and you sniffle, wiping your snotty nose on the back of your hand.
“i don’t know his name. he had a green shirt on.”
he leans back in his seat for a moment, wiping hands down his face — a little frustrated with your inability to identify the culprits. he pushes his palms into his eyes for a moment, realising it’s not your fault — and you were already upset. sighing out his nose, he looks at you once more, shuffling as close to you as he can.
“quit listenin’ to nobodies at the club, a’ight? you… you think people don’t say shit about me? running their mouth about my private business? they — they do, alright— but what i don’t do is cry about it n’let them think they won. i handle that shit, like i’m gonna handle this.”
you blink at him, hanging onto his every word. you really were adorable, and as much as he’ll never admit it, his heart softens at how sweet you were by nature. you didn’t deserve to be picked on by people that weren’t him.
“how do you know who they are?” you tilt your head, really emulating a puppy and he presses his lips together, shrugging a shoulder and shaking his head.
“uh, you’re gonna point ‘em out next time we go to the club. i’ll… i’ll handle it from there.”
you nod, hating that you’ve caused any kind of conflict at all, eyes drifting towards as you burrow yourself into thoughts of guilt. before you can think too much, rafe grips your jaw — meaning well, but still carrying that boyish roughness. “hey. you’re my girl, alright? i don’t let shit slide.”
he’d never called you his girl before, so instantly — you’re all sniffly smiles, launching at him to clamber onto his lap once more.
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hii i saw ur requests were open and i decided to make one :3, how the bsd men would act when they are lovesick? Like not yandere and those twisted things, but they just feel like a teenager boy in highschool with their first love, nothing else than pure fluff =w=" i honestly dont care which characters you add, but id really like to see fyodor in there ;P.
Bonus points if the reader is just so gentle, kind and pure with everyone ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა!! You can ignore this request, take your time. I hope you have a good day and thanks for reading me :DD
GOD, IM SO LOVESICK. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME ?
osamu and chuuya slowly realizing that they’re in love with you.
an: FINALLY FINISHED THIS OMG anon im so sorry it took so long also i’m … still unsure of how to write fyodor ughh ikk embarrassing !! hope this is okay nonnie :((
OSAMU DAZAI never had the chance of falling in love. everything ended one sided, a side that would benefit him and him only. he’s lived long enough to know that he was not worthy of such a delicate feeling; everything he has and wishes to have will all disintegrate as soon as he has it. dazai was not willing to risk it. not now, not ever.
at least, that’s what he wants to believe.
dazai can’t shake off this feeling when being around with you. he stands by the roadside of the sidewalk when walking with you, voluntarily giving his coat when the weather gets chilly, and surprisingly have enough money to buy you some good coffee (and not put it on a tab). he doesn’t know why he’s doing this, it’s not like he’s into you, but his thoughts wander off to wanting to feel your hands on his, to know how his first name would sound from your lips instead of his surname. and once he realizes he’s in love, he’s gone.
lovesick isn’t something dazai had ever felt. romance and osamu dazai should never be in the same sentence, they don’t belong together.
“you’ve been avoiding my texts, my calls, and now ignoring my knocks on your door ?” you stand in front of the paint chipping door, a bento in one hand and a finger pointing at his chest with the other. dazai looked terrible, his eye bags more apparent and the stench of alcohol from inside could make a lightweight drunk at the smell.
“ah, whatever do you mean —”
“you know what i mean, dazai. i’ve gotten calls from kunikida telling me that you haven’t shown up to work for a week ! he can’t even enter your apartment and he calls you every morning to check that you’re okay.”
you pushed your way inside his apartment before he could speak. this wasn’t the first time you’ve been in here, and was definitely not your second. or third. or fourth, or fifth, or however amount of times you’ve been here. dazai can’t remember.
placing the bento down on the cheap wooden table, the color of the lunch box was the only bright thing in the whole house. dazai quickly closed the door, almost tripping on your shoes before speed walking behind you. if he’d known you’d come in, in which he probably did, he would’ve cleaned and tided up a little beforehand. your eyes darted around the room before unboxing the bento.
“sit down. i made you something to eat.” your voice was quiet, but a little higher than a whisper. the aroma of fresh, real food made dazai’s mouth water.
“at your command, then.” dazai responded back, pulling a creaky chair and sitting, his eyes shining dull as he heard the sound of wooden chopsticks break.
“here, you eat. i’ll clean.”
“awh, i was hoping you’d feed me.” chocolate brown eyes met with yours, faking tears to brim out of his eyes as he lazily held the chopsticks, holding it as if he had never seen them before. an excuse. this was an excuse. not for you to feed him, though, he’d most certainly love that, but for you to not clean up the mess he had made. the cluster of sake bottles and canned crab made his apartment look less pleasing to look at.
“eat. i’ll clean.” your voice was persistent as you pushed the bento closer to him. grumbling, dazai pick up an egg roll and inspected it. how stupid, he thought. a toothpick shaped as a cat stood idle in the middle of the roll, its dark void eyes staring at his. it looks a lot like you, naive and ever so …
shit. thoughts like this shouldn’t be running in his head. you’re just a co-worker, afterall. right ? though … dazai has to admit; the food that’s on the bento tastes better than anything ever, and the soft hum of your voice lulls his worries away.
to be loved is to be known, he thinks.
CHUUYA NAKAHARA has no time for feelings outside of the port mafia, but you’re an exception. the sun sets slowly on the horizon of yokohama, and the wind is just right for a nice breeze. the picnic cloth is laid on the ground as chuuya swirls his glass of wine, watching as you talk about your day. you weren’t anything special, hell, it was total coincidence that you two even met.
a civilian and an executive of the port mafia. what a story to tell. but you weren’t aware of chuuyas profession, no, why would he break the trust that built up and took so long to gain ? he wouldn’t dare, he couldn’t.
“and then, while i was walking home today, i bumped into some guy and he was all like, ‘double suicide’ this and ‘double suicide’ that. scared the hell out of me ..!” you laugh and take a sip of your own wine and out of the corner of your eyes, you can see chuuyas shoulders tense up.
“he didn’t … he didn’t have some weirdass bandages all over … did he ?” chuuya grumbled as he pressed the wine glass to his lips, hiding his irritation.
“oh, he did. it was really weird.”
fuck ..!! chuuya though, grinding his teeth together just at the thought of that disgusting man. his thoughts of killing dazai were interrupted as you point at the sky.
“look, isn’t it pretty ?” you sigh, placing your hands behind you and leaning back. the sky was painted a radiant orange, complemented by pink and yellow. chuuya blinks and stares into the horizon, the corner of his eyes shifting back to you subtly. his chest tightens and—
oh, how he’s smitten. maybe it’s the wine, maybe it’s the gentle rays of the sun, but his face feels hot and he leans closer to you, bringing up a hand and tucking in longer strands of hair behind your ear. you turn your head as chuuya stops midway, your hair falling out of his fingers. leaning back, chuuya coughs and plays it off, pouring himself another drink.
“sorry. looked like it was bothering you.” he mumbled, biting the rim of his glass before taking a sip, his gaze avoiding yours.
it’s the little things, but to him, he wants to do more than subtle hints of love. this is a start, at least.
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İ have a request, how would hazbin hotel and angels (or archangels) reacts to a coqquette girl demon?
İf you dont know what iş coquette is, here some ideas
Coquette Sins
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Pairings: Alastor | Lucifer | Husk | Angel Dust | Sir Pentious | Charlie | Vaggie | Cherri Bomb | Rosie | Carmilla | Vox | Valentino | Velvette | Adam | Lute | Emily | Saint Peter | Striker
C/TW: Sexual themes, swearing, some way longer than others, a lot of these are based off appearance sorry, made reader a sinner rather than demon since demon is very vague in the hellaverse lol, not proofread
In which how various Hazbin Hotel characters + Striker react to a demon who brings a fresh aesthetic to hell-aka, a coquette sinner!
Alastor
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ I can't say you'd be very intriguing to Alastor based off this aesthetic if I'm completely honest. He frequents Cannibal Town a lot-which while not coquette at all-the colour palette are closely similar and blends in together. Your look being more romantic and innocent looking in comparison however at a longer glance. So you wouldn't per say stand out at first glance, but even when he notices he isn't exactly intrigues. Hell is filled with many people who can look however they want, whatever way they want after all. So at first you're just another one of these poor sinners in this forever inferno. Somehow once you do get to know one another though, he picks up on certain mannerisms and certain things you like. One of the first being when he saw a little plushie you had purchased one day, now decorated with a neat little bow that matches with pretty much everything of you. From then on, he's sure that when he gifts you things, to keep an eye out for more specific things. It clashes with his aesthetic, but it's okay. Slowly he'll start to change your wardrobe to match his.
Lucifer
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Lucifer doesn't think very highly of sinners, typical for the sin of Pride, but you're something new to him. He's well aware that human souls come in many different forms and that anyone can present themselves anyway they want, but coquette was a rare one. Anyone who resembled innocence, sweet romantics, and softness was often the target of bullying and harassment in hell-which serves him all the more reason to roll his eyes and dismiss a lot of sinners. Meeting you was a blessing in his eyes. Regardless of whatever judgements you may face you seemed to never stray away from who you are. He's become protective of you because of this. I mean he's protective of you regardless, you're very special to him after all, but you're basically a walking target for unnecessary bullying. Whenever he gifts you rubber duckies and carving of ducklings, he makes sure they are painted and decorated to fit in with your room. Because of your aesthetic by the way, you can match for date nights-which he loves very much!
Husk
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Husk wouldn't find you that intriguing either. He's been in hell for a very long time, seen lots of folk looking very different from one another. Nothing new. I think the longer he knows you though, the more he starts to question things. Nothing bad per say. It's more so because he starts to grow a crush on you and just now finds you more interesting. He'd definitely gift you things that match with your whole look. Especially plushies because come on, who doesn't like a good plushie.
Angel Dust
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Loves your look and aesthetic. It's like you're a different version of him-visually at least. You almost go hand in hand together in a sense. I can imagine two different first impressions of you based on appearance and just getting to know your personality on a very base level. One; he thinks you're one of Charlie's goody two shoes who don't know how to have fun but know how to ruin the fun of others. And two; if you're a dude here, someone he can have fun flirting with because don't you look like an inexperienced doll faced angel~
Sir Pentious
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ I think your contracting aesthetics is lowkey a recipe for a cute af looking couple not gonna lie. Sir Pentious would probably be very adoring of you. Don't you look so darling! I feel like out of the main cast, he's been in hell the longest and has definitley seen your type of look before-especially when he was alive. You kind of remind him of those porcelain dolls that would be on the front of store windows. It's probably the leading factor as to why he adores you and treats you as if you're made of porcelain. Even if you're a baddie, yoiu're his baddie-who's also his sweetheart darling.
Charlie
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Charlie loves your aesthetic and how you carry yourself. It feels like such a breath of fresh air in this hellscape she calls home. She's definitely the type to ask what your hobbies are and if she can tag along to whatever it is. Now she'd never change herself to please anyone ever but she would likely, just for fun, dress up and match with you sometimes. Oh but please return the favour every once and awhile! It would make her so happy!
Vaggie
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Vaggie as we know is from Heaven, so your type of look isn't new to her per say but it in a sense it does surprise her. This is hell, most people are usually clad in reds, pinks, and black. So your more, dare I say angelic, appearance is a mild surprise to her. She quickly gets over it though ass even in heaven the angels all didn't look like angels sometimes. Sure theirs halos and the feathery wings, but some peoples appearance mirrored some of the folk in hell. Vaggies own appearance and aesthetic clashing with heaven back in her angel days too. So she gets over her initial surprise. You're almost...nostalgic to her in a sense. She's definitely soft with you.
Cherri Bomb
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ You're both like polar opposites honestly. She at first has her reservations on you. Based on appearance and personality actually. She understands that this is hell and that everyone can look however they want and some just fall looking a certain way. However this hoe likes to fight, thrives in the night life, high party girl energy, and being that bitch. So you'd naturally clash but after some time, especially in a relationship with you, she wouldn't wish for you to change yourself at all. As even Cherri Bomb needs some relaxing down time every now and then. So going to you and your relaxing and romantic sweet nature is almost spa like to her.
Rosie
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Like Alastor, you wouldn't stick out much to her at first glance because she sees people like you in Cannibal Towne at like every turn. She's wise though, she knows theirs a lot more to you and that you even find a way to stick our visually-intentionally or not. Your romantic look is just darling to her! She has to meet you! And once you do, to say this woman is smitten is an understatement. During a gossip session with Alastor, she definitely mentions you. You're the pearl of her eye. Even as your bond deepens, her smitten ways with you don't fade one bit. Probably has a few garments specifically catered to you with her own Rosie taste. She loves to match, so she'll hope you'll agree to meet her in the middle somewhere.
Carmilla
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ She likes to think you're a romanticized version of her. You're...not exactly that but it's close enough. You're a breath of fresh air for her honestly. Being an overlord and especially of her status, she tends to get migraines a lot. So seeing you and your more romantic soft look is already easing her a bit. She'd love to dance with you sometimes honestly. A nice slow dance with fun twirls, perhaps a music box or old record player even, as you unwind together sweetly. If it's alright with you, she'd love to fashion you with some angelic ballerina inspired shoes. Matching is cliche to her, but I headcanon she's lowkey a sucker for that stuff. Plus, it would be great for you to protect yourself with if worse comes to worse.
Vox
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ You're an interesting one to him-especially since no one looks like you on his side of the Pentagram City. It excites him in a certain way-now get your head out of the gutter. It's a power thing. You look quite easy to manipulate, frail, weak, obedient-you could be a mindless doll. Getting you under contract would be easy, he tells himself. Of course, falling for you is the last thing he thought would come from this. But when that happens, you're no longer some doll he thinks he can control into being another one of his little workers. He can easily find out what type of music you listen to, what you like to do, furniture you may like, little shop items you always keep an eye out for, ect., He loves coming back home to you, or even when you visit him in his office. He's a stressed out guy with a lot on his plate. You're more soothing to him than you think.
Valentino
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Valentino being Valentino thought you were quite the delectable thing. It's as if you're begging to be ruined, honestly. He's of course quick to try to coerce you into at the very least having sex with him. He's charming, he knows how to use that and be sweet into getting people to trust him. Say you guys are in a romantic relationship though. You somehow managed to take this monsters heart, he's surprisingly not as rough with you vs if you were some one and done bitch he had instead. You look like too much of an angel for him to wanna break so soon. He's still rough and loves it when its rough, but I mean, what do you expect? It's Valentino. He definitely gets you lingerie that match your look. Loves either seeing you wringle in it beneath him or degrading him while you're on top. Believe it or not it's not all about sex with this guy though when it comes to you. When he's in one of his tantrum moods, you're like his own personal angel to give him a hug til he calms down enough to go do something else more level headed.
Velvette
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ She admires your dedication to your aesthetic, but I can't say she likes it very much. It's cute and with the correct look it can look quite fashionable, but she of course has her own standards and strong preferences. I can imagine that when you move in together, she has a love hate relationship with your guys shared massive walk in closet. One half screams Velvette, and the other half screams you. It's satisfying to see the difference in aesthetics, but also annoying because of the obvious clash. She puts up with it though. It's not all bad, seeing as sometimes you two trade outfits. Not often cuz again this woman is very of her own preferences and makes the effort to maintain her aesthetic as often as possible. It does happen though, as sometimes something from your closet catches her eye and she'll either borrow it or design something inspired based off it.
Adam
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Adam first saw you when you went to visit Heaven with Charlie and Vaggie. He at first didn't even know you were with them. You looked like you belonged in Heaven, he had thought you were an angel tagging along with their running around with Emily. He didn't immediately catch onto the lack of halo and feathered wings but that's besides the point. He actually probably went to bother you several hours before the trial. He didn't like any of the sinner souls or demons, but damn it-why do hell get a lot of the hot bitches? I mean yeah everyone in heaven is hot, but maybe he just has a thing for demon bitches, he doesn't know. Plus, it would probably be a good time to grill you and maybe tease you. What? Are you a wannabe angel? Is that why you look like that and came to argue for that hotel?
Lute
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Lute does not give a fuck because hello~you're a sinner. She first noticed you during an extermination. She had thought you were an angel actually, because of how you looked. She was initially startled and angry because why the hell would of the extermination angels just be out of uniform in a time like this? But she was very quick to catch onto the fact that you are not one of them so she moved to kill you. Ah but little miss angel wannabe, her words, is more vigilant than she thought. You don't get killed this extermination so when the angels are called back to return to Heaven, she glances back at the last place she saw you run into for shelter. She smirks to herself; you got lucky this year, angel wannabe. She almost wishes you see you again next year.
Emily
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Emily would notice you with this Angel Dust character when they viewed Angel's night out during the trial in Heaven. You seemed to be friends with this group. Even though the focus wasn't on you, she found herself hoping to see you appear through the heavenly lens more frequently. You looked so adorable! Internally she nicknamed you Hell's Angel. She must remain professional and focus on the trial at hand though, which she very much does. She still wishes to get one more glimpse of you once the move on from viewing Angel Dust's night out though. Even when the trial ends, after she deals with the harsh reality she didn't now about, she hopes that Charlie's dreams come true for a chance to properly meet you in Heaven.
Saint Peter
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ This angel met you when you came up to the gates with Lucifer's daughter and her friend. When he realized who Charlie is and where this trio just came from, a part of himself silently wondered about you. You looked so...heavenly. You're really only visiting from Hell? Ha ha m-maybe theirs been some sort of mistake. You look like you belong up in heaven. Oh well. Eventually he get's to actually talk with you of course. It's not long but it's something. He almost feels foolish for thinking Hell wouldn't have sinners and demons who have certain aesthetics and preferences. Heaven has those things, why wouldn't hell have it? Maybe hell isn't the shitty eternal hellfire he and many other winners believed it out to be. I like to think that Peter when he's not wearing his robes, has a pastel filled wardrobe. Real soft boy energy. So if you ever get redeemed or can somehow be together, bc this man was whipped almost immediately, you'd match pretty well together.
BONUS!!
Striker
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ You intrigued Striker a little bit at first glance. With a raised brow he watched as you smiled sweetly at him and waved before continuing on your way. He doesn't like interacting with the sinners much but he knows enough about them that you being you makes you a target for bullying and harassment. He naturally keeps his distance regardless and doesn't think of you again until he actually sees you again. By the time you end up dating, many compromises need to be made. First of all, sinners can't leave the Pride ring so he can't bring you home to the wrath ring. So he often makes trips to the pride ring to visit you, at some point your home becomes his home before either of you realize it. It kinda makes him feel off-he stands out like a sore thumb in your place. But he tries to not get you place dirty and tries to make sure he's not totally bloody when he shows up.
IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK OVER A WHOLE MONTH LOVLEY STAR! I had no idea how to write about various characters reacting to a coquette!sinner!Reader without having so much overlap and I just evbsfvhsbk-
Here it is, finally TvT sorry for taking forever. Thank you for your patience!
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pookie pie i need a lando fic where lando and reader are bffs, literally since day one, and oscar notices lando suddenly acting different BC HE'S FALLING FOR READER but obviously lando won't admit it yet, and oscar could accidentally spill to reader why lando's acting so weird
oblivious — l.n
pairing: lando norris x fem!bestfriend!reader
summary: lando is oblivious to the fact that he’s in love with his best friend, so oscar takes matters into his own hands.
warnings: pov changes, kissing, and that’s it
a/n: bestie requested, i shall deliver.
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me and lando have been attached to the hip since birth basically. we’ve managed to keep close in contact through the entirety of high school and even now with him being an f1 driver.
lando invites me to his races all the time and of course, i’m always there. i’m there so often basically everyone in the mclaren garage is fond of me.
as of now though, it’s the week before the silver stone race and lando demanded that we hangout all week to distract him from the nerves since it is somewhat of a home race to him.
“y/n, can you come here for a sec?” lando calls for me and i oblige, standing up from his couch to walk to his room.
“you called?” i say, stepping foot into his room. “i don’t know what hat to wear, i have too many. what color goes best with my outfit?” he asks. looking him over, he’s of course covered in almost all black so i pick up the white mclaren hat and place it on his head.
“this one. easier said than done. don’t overthink it.” i pat his head and giggle. he rolls his eyes at me, “yeah yeah, ready to go?” he asks and i nod my head as we head out of his house to go meet up with oscar and his girlfriend.
once we meet up with oscar and lily at the mclaren event, i started to feel a bit out of place since there was so many people here i didn’t know. of course there was the mechanics and others from the garage but it was triple that at this event.
“y/n, you okay?” lando asks me as we make our way to sit down at a table. “yeah, i just, there’s a lot of people here.” i laugh nervously and he he grabs my hand, giving it a comforting squeeze.
“i know there is, love. it’s just a charity event, nothing to stress about. i wanted to invite you along next to me, didn’t wanna third wheel all night with them two.” lando says and points next to him where oscar and lily are sitting.
“hey! we don’t make you third wheel, you just wanted her to come along so you’re using us as an excuse.” oscar says and i squeeze lando’s hand, laughing, “you’ve been caught.”
lando huffs and rolls his eyes at us, “whatever helps you guys sleep at night.” he grumbles and me and oscar laugh together.
as the night goes on, lando helped calm my nerves and would sneak touches and glances at me all night.
“im sorry for making you come, i know its boring but its something i have to attend.” he whispers to me as the owner of mclaren talks to the crowd.
“it’s okay, i’m here with you.” i turn to look at him and he gives me a smile. i look over at oscar and lily and oscar is staring at us with a smirk on his face.
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“mate, you can’t keep hiding it anymore.” oscar says to me and i have no clue what he’s even talking about.
“what do you mean?” i ask and he face palms. “god, you’re oblivious.” he grumbles, “i’m talking about you having feelings for y/n.”
and that’s when i feel my heart nearly stop.
“what? no i dont.” i deny but oscar refuses to believe it, “lando, you guys are attached to the hip. im not stupid, i saw the way you were looking at her tonight.” well he’s not wrong.
“i wasn’t looking at her in anyway. you’re just delusional.” i brush off his comment and walk out of my living room wanting to avoid this conversation.
“lando, im not letting you run away.” oscar says as he follows me into the kitchen, “i know you’re refusing to believe me or listen to me but i think she is the one for you, she has been the one for you. you guys grew up together, you guys always hangout, you support eachother like no other, and the way you both look at eachother says it all. for once, don’t push this away. i think y/n is what you need in life. i think she’ll be the best you’ve ever had if you let her.”
i stand there in my kitchen, hands gripping the countertop, completely dumbfounded by what oscar had said. he just stands there staring at me before saying, “let that sink in and maybe you’ll listen to me for once and it’ll open your eyes.” before walking out of my house and leaving me to drown in my thoughts alone.
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i wake up at 8 the next morning, in lando’s spare bedroom that i’ve basically claimed as my own. last thing i remembered was oscar being over and them talking about the event. i headed to bed since it was already late when we got back.
i get out of bed and get ready for the day, when i make my way out of the room, i did not expect to find breakfast to be made.
“oh my god? you made pancakes!” i nearly yell and run over to hug a cooking lando.
“yes, i did. you’re welcome.” he laughs and squeezes me with his good arm that isn’t being occupied by flipping the batter. “you’re literally the best.” i tell him as i let go of him and take the plate that’s already made.
“yeah, i know i am.” he smirks at me but i just bust up laughing, “oh god, i boosted your ego.” i groan and pour syrup on the pancakes.
“nah, babe. the ego was already there.” i feel my cheeks heat up at the pet name, thrown off by it, but i continue to go with the flow.
“you f1 drivers are something.” i shake my head at him and begin eating the fluffy pancakes lando made for me.
after awhile, lando ends up dragging me over to oscar’s since he invited us to watch a tennis match.
now who watches tennis in their free time? i don’t question it, just enjoy the fact that i get to hangout with them.
once we get there, lando opens the car door for me and i thank him. “i saw that!” oscar shouts at us, and i giggle. “shut up!” lando shouts back as we walk up to where oscar is standing at the door.
“ready to watch some tennis?” he asks me and i just shrug, “i mean, im spending time with you guys so it evens out.” and oscar laughs.
halfway through the match, lando gets up to make food in the kitchen. “so, when are you going to stop being oblivious?” oscar looks over to tell me. i furrow my brows at his question, “oblivious over what?”
“lando. you guys are both oblivious.” he sighs and runs his hand over his face. “i’m over here playing matchmaker for the both you.” i just stare at oscar with a emotionless look on my face cause i didn’t expect this conversation to ever happen.
“last night after you went to bed, i think i finally talked some sense into lando. he likes you, y/n. it’s so obvious and it’s crazy to me that neither one of you have tried to do anything about it. i mean, the way you look at eachother speaks volumes and everything he does for you, says it all. i’m just tired of seeing you both do nothing about it so im finally taking matters into my hands to talk some sense into the both of you.” he confesses.
“i- honestly. i never expected this conversation to ever happen.” i say and he nods, “i get it but it’s happening now because im tired of you guys being clueless with how much in love you are with eachother.”
in love? with lando? me? no, that’s crazy.
unless…
it was then that everything clicked into place. the realization hit me like a thousand bricks and i all of a sudden had the urge to cry. everything lando does for me isn’t something a normal boy best friend would do. he wouldn’t call me pet names, cuddle with me, hold my hand, make me food, and invite me to every event he was to ever attend.
lando does like me.
and i like him back.
it was then that lando walked back into oscar’s living room, carrying a bowl of chips and salsa, “did i walk in at a bad time?” he asks and the tension in the room could’ve been cut with a knife.
“no, i think i finally got y/n to realize you’re in love with her.” at oscar’s ststement, lando drops the chips out of his hand, “you did what?!” he raises his voice, completely shocked.
i’m still sat on the couch zoned out, “yes, it’s about time you both opened your eyes!” oscar says to lando.
“oscar what the hell? you’ve probably made her upset.” lando says as he walks over to me and grabs my arm that’s perched on my knee, “are you okay?”
i stare up at him and ask “you do love me, don’t you?” that seems to catch him off guard because he lets go of my arm and i’m already missing the warmth of his touch. i see oscar take this as a cue to leave as he gets up and walks out the living room, leaving us alone.
“i- i love you as my best friend.” lando whispers to me but i know it’s a lie, “lando don’t lie to me.”
i feel tears brimming my waterline, why the hell am i about to cry?
“okay, fine. i do love you. i’ve been in love with you since we were kids, y/n.” he confesses and that’s when i feel the tears fall.
“hey, hey, hey. why are you crying, pretty girl?” he grabs my face and wipes the tears away, my body heating up at his touch and the pet name.
“i’m just- i’m overwhelmed. my feelings for you are overwhelming and i just never thought we would be in this situation. i’m not mad about our situation, im more than happy because i know there’s no one else out there for me. you’re the one for me, i guess oscar has just got me to open my eyes and now my feelings are everywhere.” lando smiles at me, “you’re too pretty to cry.”
i smile at him and reach up to grab his face, “i can’t believe you’ve been such a coward to confess that you’ve been in love with me since we were kids.” he laughs at me, “i’m sorry, you know i am. and i will apologize till the end of time. i just never wanted to ruin what we had even though i know it was alot like we were dating, but that’s besides the point, because now i can at least kiss you.”
“are you asking to kiss me, norris?” i tease him and he nods, “yes, because i’ve waited over a decade to do so.” i gasp and bring his face closer to mine, “well, i love them loyal.”
and suddenly lando’s lips came crashing down onto mine and it was like the world stopped moving. this felt right.
his hand reached down to my neck to pull me in closer as the other cupped my face. i smiled into the kiss, “congratulations on being my first ever real kiss.” i tell him and he laughs, “it’s an honor, good thing i’ll be your first and last.” he says as he pulls me in for another.
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oh baby its blue flame // tom riddle x fem reader
"will-o the-wisp, babe oh baby its blue flame!"
playlist : blue flame - lesserafim
summary : tom is cold and closed off , theres something off about him and most people know that. so why are you so drawn to him like a moth to the flame?
ravenclaw reader , use of y/n , tom is nicer, AU he isnt voldemort or evil LMAO
"youre staring again. even a blind man could see youre staring." your best friend cassandera stated blankly , sat next to you in potions and watching you stare dreamily at a very focused tom riddle.
"i cant help it! hes just so handsome and interesting dont you think?" you whispered back , trying not to gain the attention of mindlessly waffling slughorn.
"handsome? 100%. interesting? more like terrifying!" she whispered back.
you rolled your eyes at this , "i dont get why everyone is so scared of him , hes beautiful and polite."
"yeah well the devil was once beautiful too," she mumbled in dissaproval as you gasped dramatically.
"you did not just compare him to the devil!" you gaped in suprise and slight amusement.
"he seemed pretty devilish when he took away house points because we were in the corridors one minute after cerfew!!" she whisper shouted , reliving the anger she felt when a uninterested tom riddle took away 10 points each from us.
"that was kinda mean of him," you nodded in quiet contemplation.
"oh dont act like you were upset- you admired him and said 'yes tom' like a lovesick puppy!" she scoffed.
"its not my fault the darkness of the corridor made his complexion a little more angelic than usual!" you shrugged as you both gigged.
"miss y/l/n , question 4?" slughorn asked , snapping you back into the harsh reality that you were currently meant to be doing potions.
"huh? oh uhh...well....pheonix feather?" you asked timidly as the whole class laughed only to be shushed by slughorn who held a disapproving look.
"maybe you would know the question if you werent so focussed on talking to miss cassandera." he shook his head as you sheepishly apoligised ,"mr riddle do you have a question?"
you eyes shot to tom who had his hand up , awaiting slughorns attention.
"amortentia," he stated simply as slughorn nodded , stating he was correct. you watched tom for a second longer , startled when his eyes looked at you , a visible smirk on his lips.
you widened your eyes in suprise and looked away quickly , startled and nervous.
"please tell me you saw that." you said sternly , staring forward at nothing as cassandera who did the same nodded with an equally shocked face.
"he smirked." she stated as you nodded.
"and it was hot."
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later that day you sat on a stone bench , reading with cassandera beside you doing the same thing, until you were interrupted by a shadow blocking the sun that shone on you just seconds before.
groaning in frustration you look up to see who had blocked your light , completely paralysed in shock to see tom riddle looking down at you.
"i thought ravenclaws were smart. however you dont seem to even have the capacity of focusing in lesson." he said so coldy you felt a chill run down your spine.
"what? i...i just got distracted." you stuttered , flustered by his presence and rudeness.
"by me." he stated simply making a bright blush heat up your cheeks , "youd be suprised how easy it is to hear someone sat two rows behind you in a relitively silent classroom."
your whole body burned in embrassament as cassandera pretended to be interested in the floor , secretly listening to the conversation you had with tom.
"oh merlin i- im so sorry i-" you stuttered , not even wanting to make eye contact.
"your confidence was endearing." he again said so blankly , "itd be a shame if i found you in the corridor after cerfew tonight, no? id have to deduct points no doubt."
you were shocked by his flirting? what in the world is happening.
"yeah itd be a shame, i do have a lot of homework to catch up with at the library , i worry it could run over cerfew," you finally looked back up and regained your lost confidence.
he looked down , a faint smirk on his face , "funny thing i cover the librarys corridor. see you then."
he then walked away again , leaving the courtyard and disappearing into the crowds , leaving you to gape after the ghost of his presence.
"i never thought that man would be capable of flirting. never." cassandera muttered in pure shock , both of your jaws on the floor.
"i need to go to the library." you said throwing the book you held and grabbing your satchel in a hurry before walking away.
"hell yeah you do , run bitch!" cassandera happily cheered for you from the bench.
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Breaking Dishes
Summary: You send your boyfriend Sukuna a text you instantly regret.
MDNI
WC: 1355
You bite your lip nervously eyeing the door to the shared apartment for probably the fifth time in the last fifthteen minutes. You fucked up. You fucked up badly. Half of you wishes you had a time machine to correct your mistakes. Like really wished. There are no sorries when it comes to your boyfriend. He believes strongly that whenever someone says something they mean it. He isn't wrong. You meant it in the moment, but certainly not now. You only said it to get him angry. The bratty part of you is still relishing in the fact you got a rise out of your usually level headed man. Your level headed man that was definitely on his way to fuck your shit up.
You check your phone again to see no new notifications. Just the last message he sent before you squealed and tossed your phone on the bed. Standing up and walking into the kitchen you shakily pour a glass of water just to give yourself something to do. It was a petty argument. Of all the things. The fucking dishwasher is what you decide to argue about. Not barely seeing each other for the last two weeks (only in passing), not the endless late nights out, not the lack of phone calls and communication. The fucking dishwasher.
You've reminded him time and time again just to unload the dishes, He remembers to do everything except that. Cooks you dinner before heading out to work, stuffs your messenger bag with your favorite snacks before you head to your classes, takes out the trash and even folds your laundry from time to time. You probably shouldn't have even got as angry as you were in the first place.
Is it that fucking hard to unload the dishwasher Sukuna?
You watch as within the minute your message is marked as seen and within that same minute three dots jump rhythmically as he types his response.
On my way to fix that rn.
You know he's not talking about the dishwasher.
He's talking about your attitude.
You nearly jump out of your skin when the lock on the front door turns. You suddenly hate the open layout of your apartment, Wishing there was a wall that blocked out the living room. You make eye contact with him as he locks the door behind him before stalking into the kitchen. Clearing your throat you push back some of the flyaways from your messy bun suddenly feeling cold in your pink slip nightgown. You try to damage control as he clears the living room in long unhurried strides.
“Uhm im sorry. S-shouldnt have lashed out like that. I-”
You think he's reaching for the dishwasher but he grabs you by your hips and pins you over it. The cool granite makes you shiver as he rests his weight against you. You squeak when he pushes your legs together tightly. You try again.
“Kuna i'm really sorr”
“I dont give a shit how sorry you are” He sighs out boredly before pushing your short nightgown over your plush rear. You gasp when he squats down without warning. Warm palms on your ass spread you so far your nether lips separate and your pussy is on full display for him. “I wanna know how sorry she is about that fucking attitude.”
You moan loudly when a familiar pierced tongue finds your clit. Tracing it lightly before he presses a wet smooch against your folds. Instead of giving your clit the attention it so desperately needs he turns his head and kisses your left thigh. You try to spread your legs and he chuckles “Mmm keep your legs closed baby” he speaks into your pussy before turning away again and kissing your right thigh. You feel him smile when you shuffle your legs a little closer. You can't help but be a little fidgetly. He has your pussy spread and hes just-
“Fuck”
Tongue fucking you.
You try to reach for anything to keep grounded as he groans into your slick. Moving his head with tongue. Alternating between burying his tongue into your cunt and placing wet open mouth kisses around your entrance. Rising on your tiptoes and whimpering when an arm locks around the front of your thighs pulling you more fully into his face. Moving his tongue in and out your hole at a fast pace. And there's still no stimulation on your clit but it's okay. If he keeps this up you can cum like this. One of his hands is sliding up between your thighs. You barely pay mind to it too busy grinding your ass into him finding a rhythm where your practically fucking his face. He pulls away from you watching your hole clench around nothing. Desperate to be filled. His eyes drop down to your clit. Swollen and almost pulsing with need.
Smirking he slides the hand in between your thigh higher watching you pathetically rub your clit against it. It's not really enough to get you off but it's still entertaining to watch you try. You let out a frustrated groan before stomping your foot and he checks that fast by unexpectedly sliding two fingers into your cunt and just as quickly they're gone. He thinks he knows exactly what you need when you let out a frustrated huff.
“Quiet the temper tantrum for such a needy fucking pussy sweetheart.”
There's a loud smack on your ass before he pulls back spitting on pussy before standing. You whine when you hear him unzip his jeans and there's another smack on the opposite cheek. The pierced head of his cock finds your entrance and you feel tears spring from your eyes as a hand settles on to the back of your neck.
Your cheek is pressed into the cold granite with a squeeze. Mouth hanging open in a silent moan as he sinks into you in one fluid stroke and stills. Trembling you reach a hand behind to rest on his stomach. Freshly manicured french tips curl into his black shirt and pull him into you because forget the trash-dishes you just missed him and his dick. You really didnt give a fuck about the dishwasher. Leaning over you Sukuna chuckles at your senseless tears.
“Your such a fucking brat you know that?” He murmurs into your ear as you still try to adjust to him. You can barely hear him over the sound of your own heart beating so loudly. You can feel the blood rushing to your cheeks because he's not moving. He's just watching you struggle to take him. Sukuna kisses your ear before his tongue traces your upper ear. Bringing it into his mouth and sucking it loudly- exactly how you wished for him to do with your clit that's still pleading for this kind of attention despite being so full. He straightens back to his full height. “Texting me bitching about dishes when all you really want is some fucking dick.” He's pulling back slowly, dragging his cock out of your cunt before snapping back into you. Your entire body jerks when he repeats it over and over again. Continuing his pace until you can feel yourself climbing right back to that peak he so rudely denied you a few minutes ago.
A hand tangles itself into your messy bun before dragging you up so that you make eye contact with the ceiling. “My poor little girlfriend huh?” he makes an exaggerated pout at you before grabbing the hand that is still tangled in his shirt. “No one to fill her little pussy for a few days and starts acting bitchy instead telling me she misses me.”
As loving as your boyfriend is, it's times like this that he reminds you of how mean he can be.
Confused, you let him guide your hand down to your clit before rubbing slow circles around the bud.
“Gonna make you wish you played with this pussy tonight instead of me princess.”
Likes, comments, & reblogs appreciated 🩵 TY for reading ^.^
#jjk smut#sukuna x smut#ryomen sukuna#sukuna x reader#sukuna x black reader#jjk x you#jjk x black reader#black writer#jjk sukuna
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I need some fluffy megumi hcs 😌 can you write how he would act as a boyfriend?? I love your work ❤️ also, can i claim the 🐦🔥 emoji for your anon list??
Ummm of course!!!! Thank you for reading my works ❤️ it means the world, really! Welcome to the list pheonix anon 💕
Masterlist
Cw; pg 13, fluffy megumi, boyfriend megumi being a dork.
- megumi is definitely the kind of boyfriend that goes along with any silly hobby you pick up.
- like when you went to that crocheting class together. He had no idea what was going on but happily watched you make little crochet animals. He keeps the little demon dog figures you made for him in his room and close to his heart. He cherishes your little quirks and gifts no matter how small.
- takes pictures of you whenever he gets the chance. Megumi has a whole photo album dedicated to pictures he’s taken of you on dates, pictures of you laying around the house. You just look so beautiful all the time. When he’s away on missions and needs the extra motivation he’ll look at the pictures he took, warming his heart and filling him with courage.
- Megumi is 100% a crash dummy. Anybody that looks at you or touches you less than respectfully irritates him. He always gets ready to square up, he doesnt care how big of a scene he’s making. He doesnt play bout you.
- goes along on any shopping trips you go on and carries all your bags
- cooks for you and keeps your apartment looking tidy whenever he comes over, so that when you come home from work you can just relax and embrace each other.
- loves when you play in his hair and tell him about your day. Despite being a dog person his personality mirrors a cat. He’ll lean into your touch, and you swear he would be purring if he could.
- he does skincare with you, lets you put all kinds of face masks on him. Sometimes he even falls asleep under your gentle care.
- super soft spoken with you, and so patient when you have an attitude or having a bad day.
- wouldn’t admit to it but he adopted Gojo’s habit of bringing you home souvenirs and gifts from his missions.
- hates leaving you alone, he always leaves you with one of his dogs when he has to be away for long. He knows the dangers of being a sorcerer. He would never forgive himself if something happened to you.
- confides in you about his troubles and frustrations. Around you he feels safe, and is able to express himself freely without care.
- insists on you guys going to this local cafe he always used to go to before he met you.
- hand feeds you pieces of his croissant, insisting you try it with your coffee.
- super cuddly when you guys are alone, but in public he prefers to keep it lowkey.
- pecks, hand holding, playing footsies, his favorite thing to do is link pinkies with you as you walk.
- recommends books to you, sometimes even reading them aloud to help you fall asleep.
- overall a very attentive boyfriend. He makes sure you have everything you need, using Gojo’s card whenever you want something (the Gojo effect).
I love Megumi so much yawll dont understaaaand. Hopefully you enjoyed this anon! :> notes and reblogs are appreciated. Comments, asks, and submissions are welcomed 💗
#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk megumi#megumi fluff#megumi x reader#megumi fushiguro#megumi x you#megumi x y/n#❥iloveboysinred#{anonask ੈ✩‧₊˚ ฅ^. .^ฅ}
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Since you guys have been digging poly yandere LuciLili do yall wanna hear one of my more fucked up ideas
I keep thinking about scenarios where Lilith is emotionally intelligent enough to kinda, get a read on who you are pretty quickly and, maybe you even help out by being a bit too honest about yourself, and she falls in love with you first and decides almost on his behalf that you would be perfect for Lucifer as well. Like I'm talking this man may know barely more about you than your name but Lilith sees certain similarities or contrasts between you that she's like, INSANELY POSITIVE you two would be perfect together, and she may be totally right, but the ethically dubious part is when Lucifer isssssss not quite as fast to warm up to you and Lilith tries to... expedite that process
I've thought of, the idea i mentioned before with you being pulled into a kind of dream dimension where you're bonding with them in a pseudo-Eden, that maybe Lilith "invites you" into their dream without telling or asking Lucifer first, and then it's in Eden where he falls in love with you, since, you're acting more like your actual true self since you think it's a dream with no consequences. In the waking world, you're nervous, barely making eye contact, maybe even a little scared of him, but in Eden, it's "do you two have nicknames for each other? Like do you ever call each other things like, maybe Lucifer is Lulu or Luci or Ducky and Lilith would be Lili or-- also when you two first met, Lucifer, were you ALSO completely naked or did you accidentally teach her what clothes were and made her self conscious? Since Lilith was naked when you met her, was it hard not to stare at her p--" like, you have so many interests and all this curiosity and they both think it's so cute and once you start talking, you speak in paragraphs not sentences and they just pofe watching you get excited and interested about things
but picture it gets to the point where here's Lucifer, "ok Lili OK I like her alright?! But it's- she's not really ready for a relationship let alone a BABY right now" and Lilith is just pouting and crossing her arms and BANISHES HIM TO THE COUCH. IM SERIOUS. Kicks him out of his own fucking bed and tells him he should be in yours instead. "Well just MAYBE she would be ready for a relationship if she had someone to show her she was safe and cared for LUCIFER >:( don't pretend you haven't been wanting another child LUCIFER >:( don't make me get her pregnant myself LUCIFER >:(" and also she very very well COULD do that so it IS a credible threat
Like Charlie is getting so fucking worried her parents are bickering all the time and she's worried they're gonna get divorced and it's just like, THEM ARGUING OVER GETTING YOU PREGNANT OR NOT. Lilith is over here privately having conversations with you where you're breaking down about dying before you could get a partner and get married and have a wedding and have a baby and she's running back to Lucifer, "cmon Lulu... don't you want to know what your baby would look like? She's just so SAD, Lulu, she wants her baby and her family SoooOoooo badly. You mean you don't want Charlie to have another sibling? You dont want a little baby to put in a little duckie onesie?"
I just. Picture. Lilith inviting you and Lucifer to drink with her and she just. Drugs you both, completely unapologetically slips you both aphrodisiacs. Gets you Hella Hella Drunk and, at some point later in the night, Lucifer thinks he's having sex with his wife, but uh, not wife number 1, that's for sure. He doesn't snap out of it until either the next morning or when he's already, you know, finishing, and you're just slurring and clinging to him like a teddy bear and honestly probably already pregnant
LATER ON DOWN THE LINE AFTER YOU'VE HAD YOUR BABY, you break down crying to Lucifer, "I want to tell you something but I'm worried you'll be mad but I- I don't want my baby to grow up with a lie and get hurt in the future, and, and you're a really good person and a good husband and a good dad and I hate lying to you" AND YOU REVEAL YOU WERE IN ON THE DRUGGING THING THE WHOLE TIME. LILITH APPROACHED YOU AND TALKED YOU INTO IT. But Lucifer still doesn't blame you because you're absolutely perfect in his eyes and, now you two have a beautiful little baby and you're both so so happy together, and here's Lucifer, "hey honey? I'm gonna go talk to Lili for a lil while, ok? Be back later ^^"
Skip to like a month later, here's Lucifer looking quite smug, "big news everyone! Lilith is pregnant! We've got another Morningstar on the way!" and here's Lilith ALSO looking quite smug cause, awwww that's so cute, he thinks he got back at her, but really, she got everything she wanted in the end. Lucifer just puffing out his chest because he's got a new baby and another on the way and Lilith just smirking coyly as she continues to knit little baby socks. If they'll go to your baby or hers or, maybe another future baby of yours, now, who can really say? Honestly the happiest Morningstar is Charlie because now she has her dad, her mom, and her other new mom, and now her new siblings too! And if anything bad ever happened to you or your baby the entirety of the Hotel will go to war for you with unspeakable unspeakable violence :)
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beside you ft. jay jo | 🔞
summary: Sneaking around with Jay is one of your favorite ways to pass time.
cw: fembodied!reader, smut, lowkey angsty, established relationship, infidelity, homewrecker behavior, fwb!Jay, oral (f receiving), p in v, creampie, all characters featured are 18+
wc: 3k
an: i lowkey botched this request lol my badddd might redo it when i dont feel like writing smut so jay's mom can actually walk in on him and reader making out lol. buttt i was SUPER inspired by keshi (specifically beside you duh and just friends) since i associate his music with jay for some reason.
It’s mostly peaceful when things are like this. Being with Jay alone, not having to deal with the loud chatter of your other friends. And most importantly, not having to be face to face with Shelly when you’ve been fucking her boyfriend on a weekly basis–on some weeks, seeing him on the daily.
The silence in Jay’s bedroom is calming until you start thinking too much about the circumstances. You don’t know why you settle for this kind of relationship with him. You’ve laid with him intimately, seen him in his most primal and vulnerable states, got peeks into his mental framework during pillowtalk– but it wasn’t enough to cross the threshold of “being just friends.”
But when he’s calling you in the middle of the night after a long study session to invite you over, are you really just friends? When he’s fucking you from behind with a hand clamped over your mouth so your moans don’t wake up the rest of his family, can you actually be “just friends?”
Never has Jay invited you over for the sake of just talking and hanging out. It’s always as a means of stress relief, taking out all his frustration into your hole when he can’t find joy in his favorite hobby. Even today– when he invites you over in the late afternoon when the sun is gradually setting, filling his room in a warm orange glow rather than waiting until the cover of twilight.
“What took you so long to get here?” Jay mumbles between placing kisses on your neck once he gets you to his room, hands roaming your body like he had already forgotten what you felt like beneath his palms.
“Traffic. Everyone’s getting off work at this hour.” You reply softly, letting your head fall back to give him more access to the stretch of skin his lips occupied.
Walking you backwards until your knees hit his bed frame, Jay ushers you onto the bed without pulling away from you. Lips sealing yours, there’s no time for you to voice any complaints about how fast he moves.
His tongue coaxes your lips into parting for him, meeting yours and sliding up against it in the most salacious of dances. Tongue slithering past your parted lips, it moves in tandem with yours once they meet; lewdly rubbing up against each other until you have saliva spilling past the corners of your mouth.
So caught up in the heat of the heated lip lock, you barely even realize that you’ve started grinding against the growing bulge in Jay’s pants. The friction is nowhere near enough but it’s addictive, you can’t stop. His hands grabbing onto your hips in an attempt to still you isn’t enough to get you to stop squirming, seeking out a means of extinguishing the heat that had been steadily building in your core the moment he kissed you.
“If you want me, say you want me.” Jay gently chides you, the words dancing across your lips.
Funny, you’ve said something along the same lines to him in the past when discussing the nature of your relationship. But there’s no time to dwell on the blurred boundaries of your so-called friendship when your mind is clouded with lust, only interested in getting down to the real reason you were in his bed in the first place.
“I didn’t know you liked reassurance.” You taunt him with a small scoff.
Your fingers find the hem of the loose fitting t-shirt he wears, tugging at it and silently demanding it come off. You crave the feeling of Jay’s skin on yours because it’s the most warmth and comfort you’ll ever receive from him. Reaching for the back of his shirt’s neckline, the fabric comes off with minimal effort. Giving you no time to ogle at the lean muscle of his frame, Jay makes quick work of your top; eager hands palming your breasts through your bra.
It’s moments like these where you finally get some sort of reassurance that Jay feels something toward you—even if it’s just lust— and every touch is filled with so much longing, so much passion. The desire is almost enough to make you believe that he sincerely wanted you in more than just a physical way. His hands reach under your back, your body arching to make it easier for him to remove your bra before you toss the wired fabric off to the side.
Jay’s lips are on yours again, this time each tender kiss serves as a distraction for him to strip you out of the rest of your clothes. As soon as you’re completely nude, his mouth no longer occupies yours and ghosts along your jaw; going down your neck to nip the skin hard enough to make you wince but not leave a mark. From your neck to your chest, his lips trail lower and lower until you see him comfortably settled between your thighs.
Hooking his arms around each of your thighs, he pulls you closer to him; your hips coming off the mattress and your center perfectly aligned with his lips. It’s always the same song and dance with Jay– and he’s seen you naked on so many occasions– but you never stop feeling shy whenever he goes down on you. The fluttery kisses on your inner thigh. The focused expression that shrouds his features. The way his hips buck into the mattress to get some relief from the pressure building in his pants. It all makes your heart tremble with excitement, much like the way the first swipe of his tongue on your pussy makes your legs tremble.
Treading softly on your body, Jay savors the time spent between your legs. His tongue traces out the letters of an apology to you, hoping that you could decipher the message because God knows that he couldn’t bring himself to utter the words to you. Stringing you along like this was never his intention, but the fact you stay gives him no real urgency to break things off. How good he feels while lying with you is more than enough to cast away any guilt he feels about keeping two different people on each of his arms to fulfill different needs. Seeing how his initially one-sided relationship with Shelly was able to bloom into a connection that helped him grow as a person, maybe if circumstances had been slightly different, your relationship with him would’ve developed the same way.
But instead, you’re confined to a timeline where Shelly is the one to speak to Jay’s heart and you’re the one who can only communicate with him via body language.
For all of the emotional nurturing and comfort that Jay can’t provide to you as a person, his warm tongue is more than happy to deliver it to your pussy. Languid strokes that lap at your folds that lead to your clit; leaving no part of you untouched. As good as it feels for you, the thick stripes licked over your folds are a mere warm up for Jay. He starts out so slow and lazy with his mouth, the actions only fanning the flames of your arousal rather than dousing them. It’s only when he gets you to the point of dripping all over his sheets and feeling like your cunt had its own pulse, he amps up the actions.
Swollen pearl throbbing with need, you start to fuss and your fingers seek out Jay’s hair; pulling on the inky locks to get him to keep going. Though he wants to poke fun at your desperation, he moves where you need him, encasing your clit between his pouty lips and sucking with an intensity that he knows you can’t resist. He knows he’s done it right when you start bucking against his face and cause your juices to smear all over the lower half.
Jay spends nearly an hour eating you out; caught in a loop of licking up all the nectar that seeped out of you while also causing you to leak out more. He gets you so close to climax, only to retreat and leave bite marks on your inner thigh; the tiny jolt of pain sending your senses in a frenzy.
“Why are you being such an asshole today?” You groan, your voice coming out weary and shaky. “Let me cum.”
“Last time I saw you, you said something about not spending enough time together.” Jay says after pulling away from you, tongue poking out to run over his lips and clear them of any of your lingering juices.
“You’re too smart to pretend that you don’t know what I meant.” You respond in an almost dejected tone before it seems like something snaps in you and you’re put back into a state of indifference. “Whatever, just fuck me.”
Maybe if he was in a different state of mind, Jay would have tried harder to think about what your words truly meant. However, when he’s been ignoring his own arousal for the sake of pleasing you for so long, he isn’t very receptive to your evasive response.
Nimble fingers undoing the drawstring of his joggers and shimmying out them, his boxers come off as well and are haphazardly kicked off. His cock springs free, long and hard and already leaking pre-cum. It’s not often that you see Jay like this– looming over you, hands on either side of your head as he holds himself above you with the tip of his cock dragging along your folds. He slides his cock back and forth over your slick cunt instead of rushing to put it in; his precum dribbling down and making everything messier. Looking up at him through your lashes while his eyes were fixed on the sight of his cock sliding across your slickness, you remember why you rarely took him in missionary.
Jay was breathtakingly handsome whenever he was fully engrossed in something– fucking you was no different. Just looking at him while he humps against your pussy, his dick catching on your clit every so often has your neglected hole clenching in anticipation of being filled. When the underside of his shaft is thoroughly coated in your arousal and your clit is sensitive to direct contact, no matter how light the touch is, Jay finally guides his cock into you.
“Fuck, that’s good.” He hisses lowly, a shuddering breath escaping him while he watches your tight hole greedily sucking in the rest of his length after breaching your entrance. “So…fucking…wet.” He pants, head falling forward slightly as he squeezes his eyes shut; the sight of his shaft disappearing within the heat of your cunt becomes too stimulating to handle. Your walls stretch to accommodate his dick as he buries it inch by inch.
Pushing his hips forward until his full balls are pressed against the curve of your ass, you and Jay moan in unison as he bottoms out within you. No amount of sex with Jay could fix the hole in your heart that he had left, but being full of his thick cock like this almost makes the heartache worth it.
You rarely see eye to eye with Jay on matters pertaining to emotions. However, it goes without saying that both of you wish you time would stop whenever he was balls deep in your juicy cunt. After getting over the initial bliss of being inside you, Jay slams his cock in deep; making your breath get caught in your throat from the force. The little choked out noise you make causes his eyes to flit to your face, concerned that he had hurt you but as soon as he does that, he regrets it. Pleasure is written all over your face and it has his cock throbbing inside of you, encouraging him to keep pumping his dick into your heat. And soon, he’s fucking into deep spot in your pussy that has your eyes rolling back and grabbing onto his biceps for any means of keeping you grounded.
“Oooh, fuck. Right there, don’t stop.” You plead, your voice sounding foreign to you as it comes out whiny and prurient.
You know he won’t stop. His hips are still into yours like a dog in heat, focused on his own ecstasy that merely happens to be elevating yours. He was giving you these brutal strokes filled with so much greed, your high is within reach. It’s embarrassing how sensitive you are after being edged for so long. Any and every instance of physical contact has you moaning, but it’s the hard and urgent manner that Jay pumps his dick into you that makes you cry out the loudest; as well as making your wet cunt lewdly squelch.
“You’re getting too loud.” He scolds you, meanly grinding into you and teasing your sweet spot with each snap of his hips.
“No one’s even home.” You whine as you let Jay fold you in half, pushing your thighs back as far as they’ll go so your knees are lined up with your shoulders.
“Don’t get into the habit of being this noisy.” He grunts, pressing you in half and slinging your legs over his shoulders.
For all the noise you can’t make while in this new position, it has your pussy clenching around him and of course, the excessive tightness has him fucking you harder to counteract your walls trying to keep him in place. Those deep, deep strokes hit you in all the right ways.
Leaning further down, keeping your body pinned under his weight, he presses his mouth to yours. His lips are soft, the taste of you lingering on them. For how erratically Jay’s hips move as they pummel into you, he manages to keep his kisses relatively tame; his tongue is precise and intentional with every move against yours. The feverish moans and pants that you eat up let you know how good he’s feeling. How much he craves this release. It’s just one of the few things you have in common with one another.
“I’m really fucking close.” Jay whispers against your lips, fucking you with all the pent up frustration he stored up while eating you out. “Are you?”
He speaks those words so quietly, they barely pull you out of the lust induced trance you’ve been under. The heat that’s been blossoming in the pit of your stomach was starting to spread throughout the rest of your body, making you forget how excruciating it was to be in this folded position.
“Y-yeah.” You weakly mumble, biting your lip.
That’s all Jay needs to hear before giving you these calculated thrusts right into your sweet spot; repeatedly hitting the bundle of nerves. Pink cheeks, jaw tense, eyelashes fluttering – they all make up the feverish look on his face. He’s impossibly close to finish, gritting his teeth as he keeps ramming his dick into the spot within you that makes your toes curl. He keeps at it, trying so hard not to cum before you so he can feel your walls milk him for all its worth when he reaches his peak.
With the repeated stimulation of your sweet spot, it doesn’t take much to get you right on the edge. Deep, deep strokes hit you perfectly and just in– one, two, three sharp thrusts– you’re hurtling to your orgasm.
You have to bite Jay’s shoulder to stop yourself from moaning so loudly as your pussy clenches around him, an obscene amount of your juices trickling down his shaft when you cum. Not too far behind you, Jay brutalizes your sensitive, quivering walls until he shoots his load deep into you. The warmth rushing your insides makes you shudder, but it’s nothing compared to the dull ache you feel when he pulls out of your still spasming cunt.
There’s no time to lay around together after such an intense finish; his mom would be home soon and you both knew that. Immediately after cleaning up, Jay sees you out; but the air is thick as the two of you linger at the front door step.
“Why are you just staring at me like that?” You ask after an uncomfortable stretch of silence, not wanting to leave on such a strange note.
“I…don’t want to say ‘bye’ yet.” He murmurs, sheepishly rubbing at the nape of his neck.
There’s a first for everything, it seems. Up until this point, Jay hadn’t been too keen on being alone with you for too long. Or at least, he had behaved that way. Getting into his mind and deciphering his emotions had never been your strong suit– if it was, you’d probably be dating him and not just hooking up.
“But you don’t wanna just hang out with me, right?” You retort with a bitter laugh before turning away from him. “I’ll see you later.”
You don’t make it very far before Jay catches your wrist, pulling you back toward him. A few more seconds of silence ensue while he stares at you. Though it’s not clear what’s on his mind, it’s obvious to you that he wants to say something. His lips quiver, mouthing the beginnings of sentences but nothing ever comes out as you impatiently wait for him to speak. The moment you open your mouth to berate him and tell him to get on with it, his hands are cupping your face then he’s leaning in down to press his lips on yours; eating up all the words you were planning on hurling at him.
Time just moves differently whenever you’re with Jay. For you, it always feels like it’s not enough. And from his perspective, it swings too wildly between seeming like an eternity and being an ephemeral moment. Despite not knowing the exact number of minutes that pass when he’s kissing you, it’s long enough for his mother of all people to spot the two of you locking lips.
When you part, she’s nowhere to be seen, leaving you and Jay clueless that someone had seen you two together. After Jay gets his kiss, he seems content with finally letting you go– so you do without hesitation. You leave him to wrestle with his own moral compass and feelings he can’t share with anyone else but you; if he had ever found it in him to be more candid about his emotions.
Until then, you would simply stand beside him as his friend in public; picking apart his shortcomings until being “just friends” became more appealing than being his lover. But while in private, the hedonist in you would enjoy the way he arranged your guts.
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thoughts on bsd 114.5
(this is all over the place sry and yes i took most of this from what i reblogged and edited it here)
spoilers below
WHAT THE FUCK???? TRIPLE SINGULARITY?????? HAS THAT EVER EVEN HAPPENED BEFORE??????
THIS CHAPTER FUCKING KILLED ME AND SENT ME TO THE GRAVE
ALSO IF THE THING IN THE ANIME WAS THS TRIPLE SINGULARITY THEN WONT THAT MEAN THAT BONES ALREADY KNEW ABT THE PLOT DEVELOPMENT WHEN THEY WERE MAKING THE ANIME????? THAT MEANS THAT ASAGIRI HAD THIS PLANNED OUT?????? FOR GOD KNOW HOW LONG????? THEYRE IN CAHOOTS
AYA NEEDS TO BE PROTECTED IM LITERALLY CRYING FOR HER SHE CONNECTED SM WITH BRAM IN SUCH A SHORT TIME AND NOW SHE LOST HIM TOO. IN FRONT OF HER. REMEMBER THAT THE SAME DAY SHE ALSO SAW JOUNO BEING MURDERED/VAMPIFIED. AND BRAMS LAST CONSCIOUS THOUGHT WAS TO PROTECT AYA. GOODBYE IM DYING.
yeah skk always looks pretty but IMAGINE DAZAIS STRESS LEVEL. its probably skyrocketing atp bc he's aware that almost the whole agency is at the airport. where bram is. which means where fyodor now is. which means the whole agency is at risk rn and DAZAI KNOWS THIS. like he already mentioned to sigma, he's doing all this for the agency right? SO IMAGINE DAZAIS SHEER STRESS AND WORRY KNOWING THAT SOME OF THE ONLY PPL WHO ACCEPTED HIM COULD VERY POSSIBLY BE- GOD FORBID- KILLED. pls stop give them a fucking goddamn BREAK ASAGIRI. also is there any way dazai's not being in fukuzawas recollection of the agency related to this or is that just a coincidence
this mfing smugass asshole. fuck fyodor. and his ability. and him in general. how dare he even TOUCH bram. how dare he take over his body. HOW DARE HE.
i said this before and ill say it again. FYODOR FOR THE LOVE OF YOUR EVER LOVING GOD STAY. DEAD. also i agree that dazai is the only one who can kill fyodor bc dazais ability is so far universal. anything that is an ability will be nullified by dazai. so fyodors ability should also get nullified by dazais. but dazai is technically on the other side of the world and fyodor rn. How exactly would he get there????
but my question is how would it affect fyodor? like, his body swapping ability gets canceled out. what does it do?????? send him back to his original body thats dead?? kill him on the spot? thats the real question here
i dont think fyodor will want to become the singularity bc imo his style of working is from the shadows. i dont think he would want to switch his own physical body to something so... blatant? he would probably prefer it as his pawn
WHATS THIS BITCH EVEN TRYING TO DO????? WHAT DOES HE WANT TO FUCKING ACHIEVE oh. my. god. if he can control all vamps thats gonna be HORRIFYING. but in the anime end, isnt akutagawa back to normal? hes not a vamp anymore. sooooo im just theorising and grasping on straws but could fyodor's taking over bram's body possibly reset everyone bram had converted to a vampire? thus why akutagawa was back to normal in the anime
also i was thinking abt fyodors ability so theres NO WAY that dazai killing fyodor with his ability could possibly.....yk what im talking about. make dazai. yk. i dont even want to say this.
so basically endnote: that was quite a lot and this chapter left me in Shambles.
#bungou stray dogs#dazai osamu#bsd dazai#bsd#fyodor dostoevsky#bram stoker#bsd akutagawa#bsd 114.5#bsd manga spoilers#bsd ch 114.5#bsd spoilers#bsd theories
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beach day with hyuka!
pairing- idolhueningkai x chubbyreader
warnings- implied relationship, mentions of insecurities kai being a perfect bf as always , fluffy angst, fluff/smut, slight size kink 🥸, fingering, squirting twice if you squint, sex in front of a mirror EVERYONE CHEER, hella praising (y/n receiving), doggy style (in front of the mirror), slightly mean kai barely, implied shower sex (isn’t included i can do a part two later), they fr end up going to the beach
word count- >1k
with both your schedules conflicting, you havent had a chance to be alone together let alone going out on dates, there was several time where this has happened throughout hueningkai’s career and you guys have always manage to work through it like anything else in your relationship, there was never a problem you guys couldnt fix or work through.
while you and kai were always spending time with each other, you have both come to the agreement that staying in and cuddling couldn’t be the only thing that was considered a date night, so to avoid all confusion you both decided that it was important to alway go out every once in a while. you guys always switch off for who picks the location, and today it was kai’s turn to pick out everything and surprise you.
there were certain times where you wouldn’t feel so secure in your relationship, dating an idol isn’t easy but you knew that, with the interviews, the models and the long distance in and out of different countries— it was a lot to take in but you still managed to have some normalcy in your relationship. it still didn’t stop the unsettling feeling that he could just be tolerating this relationship, i mean honestly could he actually want a real long lasting relationship with you? lets be honest he was attractive and he could pull any female idol he wanted (any idol for that matter), the relationship could be so much easier with understanding the schedule or just the job in general. but that was something you haven’t quite told huening yet, but it was about time you told him.
it was nearing the time that kai was off of work, and you were begin to prepare the stuff you’ll be needing at the beach (bless kai’s heart) but he couldn’t keep a secret for the life of him. you began picking through the bathing suits you had on hand, trying them on to see which one you liked best but every time you did, it felt like nothing would look right or fit right. you knew kai wouldn’t care how you dressed or what you even looked like with the suit on, you knew that he loved you for who you are and not the way you looked in a bathing suit.
you heard the clicking of the lock that was to your shared apartment and in walked kai still humming the latest song from rehearsals, but to his surprise there was only the sounds of frustration coming from your guys bedroom which had kai walking in wondering what was wrong.
“baby is everything okay?” he questioned while he saw the mess of bikinis and one pieces spread across the room while you were rummaging through the drawers of your dresser trying to find one specific top that you could not for the life of you find. he began to step forward towards you, all you could manage to let out a frustrated sign and let him take your hands to guide you to the bed.
“baby tell me whats wrong, did something happen while i was at work?” he was so kind and gentle with his words when it came to you, it didn’t matter if it took you a minute to finally speak he’s just glad you were willing to open up and talk to him.
“i.. i dont know i just.. the bathing suits make me ugly, i cant find the right top i jus-“ kai cut you off completely by kissing your cheek, how dare your brain let you think you look anything but beautiful. there was nothing in the world that you could do or wear that could make him think differently about you.
“it’s the bathing suits fault not you, youre absolutely stunning and i wouldn’t care if you wore nothing to the beach, i just want you to feel comfortable baby, thats all…” he paused while you began to giggle at his comment but somehow he always knew you needed more of a reassurance to convince you.
he began to run his warm palm up and down your thigh trying to relieve any built up anxiety you might still have. “.. you know i love you just the way you are, the way you carry yourself and how you couldn’t care less what anybody else thinks. i just wish you would see yourself the way i see you, because you’re absolutely beautiful so please my love don’t over think it.” the whole time he was looking at you, trying to see what is going on in that pretty little head of yours. but you shook your head trying not to make it an even bigger deal than it was already, but kai didnt mind not one bit, he took your hand into his and gave it a good squeeze before continuing.
“you look absolutely ravishing right now and honestly i dont think we could make it past the front door if you keep changing bathing suits.” kai searched your eyes for something, anything to say that you were okay and still wanted to go with him, even if it wasnt the beach. he just wanted for you to be happy with him by your side.
you began to sniffle a bit, trying hard not to cry in front of him. “thank you hyuka, i’ve actually been scared of telling you but i still feel so conflicting when it comes to us, i know you love me and i know i love you more than you can imagine but i still cant help but feel like..” you choked on your words a bit not wanting them to come out but you knew deep down he should know, kai was still attentive and hanging on to your ever word. he nodded waiting for you to continue.
“i dont want you to think im breaking up with you or anything-“ you started off but kai quickly muttered a quick thanks to whatever gods are out there. -“ but i need you to know i haven’t felt happy in my own body, but it really does help that you love me the way i am.” you gripped onto his sleeve trying to ground yourself in anyway you can. he pulled you in to him and rubbed your back while you let a small cry, he wanted to make sure you let everything out, not wanting to ruin your day any further before speaking.
after your breathing slowed down he gathered your face into his big hands wiping away the tears that lingered on your face, he kissed your nose, then your cheeks and under your eyes and anywhere else that he could kiss you leaving your lips last. “thank you for telling me baby, im glad you were willing to tell me but i need you know that i love you no matter what, i knew what i was getting into when i decided i wanted to date you. i saw your body and didn’t think twice, im so utterly attracted to you if i could contain it, i would. but i don’t because i want you to know how perfect you are.” he left it at a kiss on your lips once more.
“if you dont want to go to the beach we dont have to we can alway find somethi-“ you couldnt stop the rush of emotions that flooded you, all you could do was kiss him letting him know you heard him and wanted to thank him in any way possible.
“oh no, its okay i want to go, i do want to change first before we leave… and i want to wear one of your shirts out.” you said while sitting up to to pick up a bikini set that was a favorite of yours, before you could do anything kai grabbed your wrist while standing up with you.
“before you change, let me show you how beautiful my pretty girl is, yeah?” for someone who just got off practice he has too much energy, but who were you to deny getting dick down by your really hot boyfriend. you nodded letting out a giggle as he guided you to the bed but specifically where the full length mirror (his idea, he got the idea from yeonjun) was in your shared bedroom. he began to peel your mix match bikini set off your perfect body.
he hands felt amazing on your skin, it felt like every insecurity and negative thought has left your body once you kissed him, he continued feeling every inch of your body as you began to tear his clothes off as well not wanting to be the only one on full display.
once his clothes were off, he temporarily broke the kiss while turning you took look in the mirror trying to convince you how unbelievable gorgeous you were to him. “look at my pretty baby” he says in between kisses along your jaw down to your collarbone including everything in between. there was the fluttering feeling in the pit of your stomach, you need friction as you grab kai’s wrist guiding it your clit. to which he gladly obliged. leaving tender swirls while leaving light hickeys on display for his pretty baby to see as a reminder.
once you let out a moan he lead you to the bed letting you sit on his lap, your legs dangling wide open for him while he continues to fiddle with your clit eventually he slipped a finger in while you were so wrapped up in the pleasure. leaving open mouth kisses on your lips he’s practically swallowing all the pretty moans you let out not letting any of them go unnoticed. nothing more could be better, your boyfriend finger fucking you in front of a mirror to make sure you know that how incredibly attractive you are to him. and if that didn’t convince you, when you moan his name you could feel hyuka harden against your back, feeling the precum leak all over your ass— it was a filthy scene but you both loved every part of it. he kept adding fingers one at a time making sure you were fully prepped for his dick, but your pretty little body was being stretched perfectly to kai’s liking.
ever since you started having sex with kai, it took him a while to understand that he actually did have a big dick, it took you guys a bit to figure out how to take him all in, but that never stopped him and you never complained because it always ended up with you cumming multiple times just on his hands alone. kai kept working his fingers into your warm gummy walls while simultaneously rubbing your clit with his thumb, as your back arched against hyuka’s broad chest, he pulled your body closer to him, increasing his speed on your clit to which he earned several whimpers from you as you reach for the back of his neck— tugging on his hair earning a broken set of groans from your boyfriend.
you neared your climax, your muscles began to flutter and kai immediately pulled his fingers out and began to rub your already your already sensitive clit.
“kai its too much p-please.” you tried grabbing his hand to slow down his movement but he pulled your hands away letting him have you just how he wanted to.
“oh baby i know you can take it, you just keep your eyes on that mirror, or your not gonna be coming at all.” with his spare hand he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as he caressed your cheek still rubbing your clit with an intense speed that was building a knot in your tummy that needed a be released but with kai he would always help you finish but only on his terms (nah this man is so down bad, he’d do anything you say)
“come on doll i know you want to let go, cum for me babydoll” he held your legs open, he knew every inch and curve of your body. there was no trick that he didn’t know that could get you going, he knew how to work you up— finding all your sweet spots, leaving tender kisses in the crook of your neck letting you ride out the high of his fingers. you raised your hips to meet his pace, rubbing your hips at the same rhythm he was— making you crumble in his arms.
before you knew it you felt the wet release and before you could do anything kai reached for your throat pulling you into a kiss so passionate that you felt the air from your lungs disappear, the wet patch on your guys bed was completely disregarded in the moment. after what felt like forever you pulled away from kai’s hungry lips.
“k-kai please fuck me already, i cant wait anymore.” the desperation in your voice had kai in shambles, there was nothing more he wanted then to fuck the living daylight out of you. (his words not mine) and with kai being the most amazing boyfriend ever he did exactly as you said, easily he pulled you up to put you on all fours in front of the mirror. pushing your hair to one side making a makeshift ponytail before positioning his hips against yours, earning a familiar whine the longer he waits. he teased your entrance with his tip only swiping it across ever so slightly before shoving it in inch by inch. your back began to arch trying to shove all of him as you can but still trying to adjust to his length and girth. (BIG DICK HYUKA AGENDA)
“look at you pretty girl, taking my cock so well” he rubbed your waist easing you further down his length, while slightly tugging on your hair wanting more control of your body.
“silly to think its only half way.” as he reaches his hand over to your tummy feeling the bulge form from his cock bullying your cervix. you eventually feel utterly filled from kai that you start drooping your head down to the bed, but kai didnt like that one bit. he lifted the makeshift ponytail to guide you to look at the mirror.
“you are going to watch yourself cum on my dick alright pretty?” he says while starting to pump in snd out as you bobble your head towards the mirror as hyuka kept a steady pace.
“words pretty girl, you will cum right?” kai tsk as you mutter out a broken yes as you continue to keep bouncing back in pace with kai’s rhythm. your eyes never left the constant jiggle of your ass but not only that but your whole body, the movement felt as heavenly as it looked, you could see the way kai just admired everything about it not just because he’s fucking your hole but his hands are everywhere his hands have access to, feeling every bit of you he could. wanting nothing more than to see you cum happily on his cock.
“ngh hueningg i-im gonna cum fuck” you said as he pressed on, helping you ride our your high as his length kisses your cervix leaving no room whatsoever.
“fuck doll youre so hot and bothered, don’t think i can take you out on a date like this. who needs to go to the beach anyways.” kai rubbed your back before gripping onto your hips at an ungodly pace. he couldnt care less if you guys didnt go to the beach, he had his own little paradise and it was right in between your legs, your fluttering mess was enough to satisfy him to the full extent.
you shake your head “n-no baby i still want to go hgn-“ you tried to keep up with kai’s insane pace but the words kept disappearing as soon as kai fingers hooked your clit in between his index and middle finger, causing your legs to shake as you finally were able to release.
“my pretty girl wants to go to the beach, tell me why baby?” oh god was he a tease you knew as soon as you came, he wasn’t letting this go. if it’s one thing about kai— he always wants you to communicate. he kept thrusting in and out of you as you manage to some how find the words.
“ngh- the fucking weather i dont know.” you put your hand up to his hips trying to slow down his pace even just a little bit, and to your surprise he held your hand but still continuing his pace.
“yea right, i want to go because i want to make sure everyone knows how hot my girlfriend is… even if i have to fuck her to convince her.” he leaned down to kiss your back and from that alone erupted shivers all over causing you so squirt all over his cock, once again the sheets underneath were long forgotten as kai also came not far along after.
you painted as kai pulled out, tugging you to lay on him as you guys caught your breath, not missing any moments with each other. you turn to look at kai’s fucked out face (and to believe he only came once this was definitely not over) kai never wanted you to feel bad about your appearance ever again, and if he had to convince you ever time, he was willing to reword it any way you needed to understand— you were his and he didn’t want anyone else.
“mmh kai” you say as you rub his bare chest he turns to you as he kisses your nose, “yes baby?” he says barely registering the fact that you are sitting up on his lap, legs on either side of his.
“i think we should go shower and get ready if we ever want to make it to the beach.” you said with a quick smirk, sliding your core against his own, immediately causing him to get up carrying you to the bathroom for another round in the shower before heading out.
nothing beats a beach day with your boyfriend :3
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Boys Be Brave [EP.3] // Translation notes
Alright, I got prompted by @turndon100-blog @okiedokie2216 @lurkingshan and the ending of Ep.3 gave me hype boost so I'll try to write some clarification and translation for the scenes from my phone while I still remember everything xD Sorry if this is not going to be as well formatted as my other language posts tho...
Kiseob wants to prove to Jinwoo that he perfectly fits his entire "My ideal type" checklist and he lists all the things he nails. This might've been confusing to many in subs, but the thing is - 첫눈 (chot nun) in Korean can both mean "first sight" and "first snow". So Jinwoo immediately argues that Kiseob failed to achieve being perfect in all to-do points because Jinwoo hasn't fallen in love with him at first sight (as he mentions it in the beginning of the episode). But Kiseob confidently argues that no, there was no first snow this winter yet and shows the December article that says first snow is late this year and might only fall in January.
So technically Jinwoo can still fall in love with Kiseob at first snow and achieve perfect 10/10, therefore no failure yet! Poor Jinwoo can't argue with that logic... (That frustrated little jiggly stomping lmao)
This message also said that he better pay that credit back until Friday, otherwise there will be extra fee.
He said "Choi BalgEum. Look at me" (or focus on me) 🥺
눈치 없어 (nunchi opseo) is a phrase that literally means "have no sense" (it also was formed from 눈 - eyes, as I can guess), but it's used in the context of being perceptive (눈치 있어/nunchi isseo, having sense), feeling the subtext or nonverbal clues - and, well, the lack of it on the opposite, like being clueless.
So Balgeum actually means "Can't you see? Don't you understand the implications?"(of him holding Kiseob's hand) "I asked, don't you realize?" Stop following me around like a clueless fool" (he said that "having no sense" phrase 3 times in a row, who are you trying to fool here yourself, my guy lol)
Balgeum also curses twice at his piano not-friend-situationship. Here he says after asking to stop following him: "It's fucking embarrassing". Probably, the fact that he keeps showing up and asking to talk to him, but can also mean doing this while he obviously "has a boyfriend".
When they meet in evening, he also curses again "why the fuck do you keep appearing?" Balgeum is just definitely trying to hurt him as much as possible :(
This translation works but just to clarify - Kiseob says "Why do you often hide?". So he doesn't just ask why Jinwoo were still hiding under bed while he was talking to him, he was asking why Jinwoo was running away and hiding from him all the time (while he likes him).
"I hated you back then and I hate you now, that's why I run away."
And I just love the phrase 아니잖아... (anijanha) that he gets in response. Because it means "That's not true... (and you know it too)". There's literally a grammar point in Korean that lets you insist on something you know that the other person also should be aware of. So Balgeum angrily claims he ran away in the past and he runs away now because he hates Inho (I hope that's his name, forgive me if anything), and Inho counter argues that no, he doesn't hate him. And implies they both know it. That's why Balgeum resorts to less angry "Think whatever you want".
And the fact that even after this, Balgeum kept playing up his masquarade and saying he wants to vomit even thinking about that they had something, that he regrets it every day - no wonder Inho finally snaps and calls him an asshole/scum when he didn't use cursing before, unlike Balgeum, and so the i-dont-wanna-hurt-you-but-i-am-emotional "fight" begins.
But here we have a silver lining!
"- Meet me only three times... - I got it (what you want), so... (let go of me)"
알겠다 (al'getta) literally means "I know/I understand" but (going with my intuition) it's used naturally in cases that you understood the information you were given, received instructions and will follow them.
I'm not sure what Ep.4 will bring, but I won't be surprised if Balgeum and Inho actually will go to 3 dates because Balgeum sounded like he was giving in, after letting out his anger/fear/frustration/etc through wrestling with Inho. His final verdict for Inho pleading him to go on 3 dates with him is: "Let me go. I told you, I understand (your request and I will consider it most likely in a positive way)"
Here you go! These guys grow on me more and more with every episode. I am fascinated to see Jinwoo ditching his perfectly planned schedule, Kiseob finally refusing to follow where other people drag him, Inho fighting to make his love exist despite brutal rejections and punches, and Balgeum's carefully crafted defense walls breaking as he lets a glimmer of hope and love return to his life.
This show isn't deep at all, it's foolish and yet I'm starting to see layers and development and I'm intrigued where they all will go.
If you've got any other questions about this or previous episodes, let me know! (With timecodes preferrable)
#boys be brave#boys be brave comments#kbl#korean bl#dropthemeta#dropthemeta kbl#learning languages#korean language#translation notes#language details#lost in translation
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I want to say my opinion on the btd gomenne gomenne fan game , i basicly have no leg to stand on but this is just my view on it
Controversial opinion but
I DONT think anyone is wrong realy in this situation,both sides are vaild.
°its very muddy and ppl try to bring in topics i DONT understand????
*I think ppl often forget alot of the Loud minority of gatos fanbase has sorta parasocial relationship with her since at one point gato was very active in her fanbase offten answering questions on the spot and constantly liking fanart and leaving comments, something not alot of creator's do ( i know the creator of sally face interacts with their own fandom too!)
But bc gatos fanbase is so niche the small amount of ppl assum she approves of everylittle thing or knows about every protect/merch ect She doesn't , it apperse to me shes often the last one to hear the news. If even(?)
( somewhat un related but im using this as an example bc its recent) vvvvvvv
// Very recently a merch creator/ seller said that her version of ren was a. l%li-con and there was some ppl who assumed gato was okay with this. She wasn't lol- i mean gato said multiple times kids DONT even exist in the games plot, BUT because gatos so lenient and open to head canons /spins on her characters thoes ppl assume she approved it \\
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Its also very hard when you make a character and then a person starts writing them using their own head canons or having alot of out of character moments
And a STRANGE AMOUNT of thoes ppl thinking its canon or cant get THAT version of your character out of their head/ fan art /wrighting untill eventually its a fanon
Even WHEN a fangame is a perfect (like said fangane) because one person dose it , some ppl with bad intention will use this as an excuse to make a upsetting fangame and wont REALY get in trouble.
Hell even ppl with good intention could do the same and completely miss interpret the characters yk??
Veteran btd fans saw this years ago -
IM NOT SAYING THE FANGAME CREATOR WOULD EVER DO THAT OR ANYTYING WITH BAD INTENTIONS! :0!! There art is grate and im sure they are LOVELY!
But keep that in mind with Everthing i said above how it might be a reasonable personal rule to have in such a small fandom. Especially if she had bad passed experiences
I think ppl misinterpret her words, not out of malice ! Im sure of it! , but (creating your own game based off my work) is much different than
(Creating a game using my characters and or plot or story)
I belive she ment ( you can make your own muderp%rn dating sim) like courten cowboys or lurking for love , lovers trophy , etc etc ! Maybe her wording was a misstranlation ? Or misinterpreted? , im on the spectrum so i have that problem too sometimes ! And Especially since gatos so flexible and vague its easy to missread /gen
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To be Inspired by a work dosent mean to use the characters or plot, just like referencing when drawing ! Example, OFF and undertail was Earthbound inspired but they both dont use any characters ect OVER THE GARDEN WALL Was inspired by Dante's Inferno! But its not the same characters pulled out and used
I hope that helps/gen
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I personaly believe stuff like that , what happened before and even in other fandom is why gato has that particular rule about not wrighting her characters at length. Not wanting to take the risk of someone miss using her characters again! /lh
I think its odd that ppl can Wright about sans undertail doing some weird ass shit and ppl dont scream about how toby fox approves of it . but they do for gato for some reason? ( if you could let me know why pls do ! )
" well ren was giving to gato so its not even hers"
That argument is silly to me, ren was giving as a gift, when you give a present to yourfriend is it yours anymore?? When a person buys an adoptable is it still the sellers?
Its not like gatos shy when saying she didnt creative ren, she was given him and modified him and still lets ppl know she didnt crate him .
Some of them use that as a talking point to say that said fangame creator is fine using that character in particularly as if hes free use, i DONT understand as someone who sells characters /designs(?)
( if you could explain i would appreciate it!)
The fangame devs are very talented the game seems fine from what i hurd! They did take creative liberties but its still very much gatos characters, I think they where respectable with them even in the contex of said game! . But i find it weird that the post says fanart for their fan game is appreciate ( at least in the English post i found prompting it) fan art of a fan game is confusing and i see how some ppl might mix the two up! Know?? like what would even be the tags? 'Sorrysorrybtd?' :0 So i can see how that could be another reason for the rule!
°I acknowledge and am so grateful that the artist. And devs worked so hard on the game and assets , im sure alot of ppl are as well! And im 100% sure it wasn't their intention to upset gato or anyone in that matter at all!
they are NoT obligated to apologize, maybe not make a second game out of respect(?) But thats their prerogative! They can do it , they wield the power yk?
BUT HARASSING ANY OF THE DEVS INVOLVED IS SO so so WEIRD???????
And making dramatic posts about it as well - it just rubs me the wrong way. Especialy using this as a opportunity to disrespect gato and ONE of her only rules she has for this very odd ( positive) fanbase. its kinda a little silly in my opinion . NOT to mention harassing the other game devs - this might make them not want to make any other games at all in the future ! D:
Please know i dont mean anything in this post to be upseting or malicious in anyway, i honestly think no one this fangane drama had any bad intentions or would do anything to upset anyone on purpose! I know its very high tension. And i would be upset too if a fangame i worked SO hard on with characters i love was met with disapprove instead of praise. And this is to say -this could have ben done better on gatos part. Thos could've ben done in privet imp
BUT im not gato , im not the other devs. im not in the positions to say ' i would've done this' bc ive never ben in that position, ive never had to deal with anything like this. So i wouldnt know what ild do in that moment ! And i think alot of ppl also forget that with all devs involved
We are all vary passonat in this fandom. But please dont start burnning bridge's over this! :'3 this fandom is already so devided due to all of our strong personal opinions it dosent realy need to be a. ' pick your side ' thing i dont think..
I am relatively new to the fandom, so i DONT know much about the past dramas srounding it, so if yall have anything youll like to say or add or educate me on PLEASS let me know and i will retract any of thoes statements !
#i had like 4 ppl read this for me#im actually going insane#this gives me so much anxiety#btd 2#btd#tpof
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hey! i saw your laios dating hc, and was wondering, can you do a marcille on or a falin one? marcille pref but idc what one:)
a/n: marcille my dear italian.....
now, she is a sweet girl. she's quite nice, and does her best to keep you safe, but she's a little fussy. growing up, she was supposed to be very professional at all times and that never really left her.
if you want her to really enjoy being near you, help her wash or style her hair (or both!). her hair is very, very important to her, and if you offer to help her take care of it she'll be absolutely elated (and may even help you take care of yours, as well!)
it's likely she may have some health issues due to being half-elf, and not full elf, so i personally think she may have chronic pain or something similar. it's also likely that she may be more susceptible to disease (especially those that mainly affect tall-men) than other elves, meaning she may have to worry about that as well.
now, depending on what part of the story we're talking about, she may (or may not) be a picky eater. in the later parts, she's gotten pretty used to scrounging up something good to eat with the rest of the party, so she's much more okay with it. HOWEVER, she will NOT eat "weird food" (listen i dont know either, maybe octopus or something, but it seems to change each time you ask her. maybe she just doesnt wanna eat bad cooking?)
if you have a less than fortunate lifespan (similar to that of tall-men) then she will be very overprotective of you. she doesn't want you to die before she does, but knows she can't make you live forever. this is the best she can do.
she'd be happy to teach you how to use magic, but she'd be a bit pretentious at times. not really her fault though, since that's how she grew up thinking about her abilities- she WILL do her best to teach you though.
she's VERY attached to those she loves, often to the point of seeing harmless things as a betrayal. however, this means she's loyal to a fault- and often pushes her fears aside to protect her friends and family.
overall 8/10 girlfriend points docked because she'd DEFINITELY point at food you cook her and be like "wtf is this."
thank you for reading :]
#marcille donato#marcille dungeon meshi#marcille dunmeshi#delicious in dungeon marcille#dunmeshi#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#marcille x reader
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Irl electrical engineer/hobbyist roboticist here who is also down bad for the cyborg cowboy- The level of intimacy of mechanic!reader fixing his internal wiring is OFF THE CHARTS, like, reader having to gently untangle and toy with his wiring while arranging them properly?? All the testing of the sensors that it would take to make him be able to feel again? Reader might as well have to touch every inch of Boothill to make sure that his body is functioning properly. They would quite literally know him inside and out and that makes me FERAL
omfg we got a verifiable ENGINEER here?? everyone GET DOWN
no but fr thank you for this insight this means the world to me . you dont get it . even like non n/sfw wise thats so. LIKE THE LEVEL OF TRUST HE WOULD HAVE TO HAVE IN YOU TO GET IN THERE AND DO ALL THAT? THE LEVEL OF COMPLEXITY AND THE WAY HE'D HAVE TO BE FULLY VULNERABLE?
back to horny thoughts that also sets me off w boothill being so vulnerable when what we've seen from him so far is like cocky, devil-may-care attitude and probably puts that up as a facade (esp after seeing his lightcone poor guy) but him just lightly shaking and you can HEAR how loud he's whirring when you get inside (ha) and really work through his wiring. imagine he overheats and you're like WTF
the testing. The Testing. listen here. that's what really gets me. I can imagine him getting antsy even when you're just starting with his shoulders or his arms, but you move to his neck... his chest... a little lower and he's asking if you really need to touch his artificial dick just to test it out. it's like no, he could totally check himself, but am I gonna tell him that uhhh NO I'm gonna be all "nope absolutely necessary to check. something could go REAL wrong if it's off" make him fistfuck me until his insides are literally letting off steam. I NEED TO HEAR HIM WHIMPER AND SEE HIM CRY!!! sometimes I imagine him purring (like an engine, but hey, if catboys are your thing that too) cause his neck is mechanical too so...........
oh and I'm totally groping on his metal ass and rubbing all over it. im licking it. idc. I'm working doubletime to make his ass extra sensitive idc! I'm a robotfucker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#anon#boothill x reader#sub boothill#boothill smut#n/sfw#sub hsr#I cant believe we got an actual engineer here guys#thank you for your glorious insight#you are feeding the boothill fuckers#we thank you for this delicious food#ILY ANON
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You know what I hate about shaving? The fuckin razor burn afterwards 😭😭😭
Like, what tf with those itchy little stupid bumps??? The worst is when I’m wearing like a thong and it rubs the crevice between my thighs and just before the vagina lips, like holy fuck 💀 anyways I was thinking something funny cause I was with my fwb dude and he was trying to get some and I was saying no cause everything kinda hurt and felt itchy, and he was so fucking dumb asking like “how did you manage to get razor burn? Didn’t you use shaving cream?” DUMBASS YES I DID BUT IT CAN STILL CAUSE IRRITATION SOMETIMES!!!! Anyways, he spread me open and rubbed some sort of cream on me to help the itchy and ouchie feeling. So basically, Simon with reader who has razor burn?
also, do guys get razor burn on their balls? Do y’all shave to balls????
you should. er. get a sensitive skin razor and sensitive skin shaving cream. i use a very specific 3 blade razor from BIC. i mean i dont even shave anymore, i wax. sorry but im not putting myself through that shit for no reason. i waxed once and havent looked back since.
also, they get cuts. wrinkly yknow? gotta stretch the skin out n stuff, so from my personal experience, they just avoid it. its like the arsehole. people dont shave that either lmao
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