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nct are such fraternity boy college athletes fuckboys coded it's insane !! everyone i see a video of those men with the homosexual tendencies, vaping addiction, and their athletic garments, it really only cements this theory. their disography and music videos add to this too 😔✋ u know 90's love, universe (let's play ball), alley oop, bad alive eng ver.
can imagine them walking around this elite prestigious campus all loud and obnoxious. they know everyone is looking at them and want to fuck them too. they're chronic drinkers, vapers, cheaters, fuckboys. what would get most students expelled, they do on a tuesday afternoon.
nct are mostly made up of foreigners right? watch them walk around the campus as rich international students, some are here on academic or athletic scholarships they don't need. everything they own is designer. playing the 'sorry my korean isn't so good, can you help me?' card, and what they want help with is you sucking their dick.
the korean members aren't any better. they're every single horrible stereotype you hear of korean hongdae fuckboys. will come up to you all sweet and pretty, but they're horrid.
cw for under the cut: they are toxic males
can literally imagine haechan vaping on the college campus, moaning in the back of the class obnoxiously, and pulling the thing where he jokingly asks for your number ALL THE TIME. going to college parties and getting wasted after 3 drinks idk 🤷 ,,, he'd be so whiny and teasing too. bc obviously he's a rude BITCH but he's so pretty and whiny and flirtatious. he's fucking everything in sight, absolute whore!! his body count is triple his age. he'd genuinely try to suck one of his friends' dick and claim it doesn't mean anything because he has clothes on !! 😔✋ he'd be stroking his dick while you're in the room, whimpering your name. the type to get on his knees and beg for any kind of attention from you..
mark lee starting off being a cute college boy canadian transfer but becomes the NOTORIOUS korean pastor's son fuckboy in like the span of 3 months. he'll act real nice, and that's because he is real nice. being super sweet and asking if you want to get coffee with him and study. and he's so good with his words you'll think that's all it is. but then of course, since he's so good with his words he'll have you blushing and giggling as he takes you back to his apartment and gets your clothes off. talking yapping so much you don't even realise what he has you doing, that you're just another girl he's pulled. he'll still be whispering when his face is in your pussy. telling you how easily you cum. "dang girl, wait a lil' can't you?" implying you're the whore,
YUTA yuta is the entire campus crush. the star football ⚽️ player and the rockstar vocalist in a band. has sex with all the groupies that come to his concerts. he's dragging people up on stage to shotgun them while the guitar break plays. absolute heartbreaker. would definitely kick the ball to your head so that when it hits you, he has to go over check if you're alright, take you up to the nurse and wait with you. he is such a liar, it genuinely hurts. lying all the time and making up words and stories left and right. but he smells like cherries and watery perfume !! he tastes like it too. you'll be coming to all his garage concerts just to see if you'll be the one he takes backstage to fuck after. he's like a god, half the time you don't even realise he's a student like the rest of you. he's just an angel sent to have fun and fuck or smth.
jaemin nah he's horrid. he'll cheat on you, and with his cute smile you'll forgive him instantly. 😔✋ he'll spend a little cash dress you in designer, make you cum until you faint, and tell you how beautiful and perfect you are for him. he will genuinely have you thinking those girls meant nothing to him, theyre just a way to vent his stress and you're the only one he loves. and then bro will say he can't stay the night, as he needs to wake up early for training. you agree, obviously. and he left for another girl's house to fuck her too. when you met him he smelled so sweet, and it was someone else's perfume. each of his girls swear they're his favourite of his, and one day he's planning fucking them all in the same room.
JOHNNY SUH? he would abuse the american transfer student status. he walks around without a shirt, soaking wet, and never get pulled up. he's rich too, got bands on his wrist and multiple cars. going on holidays overseas every chance he get and hosting parties every weekend. when you get drunk at one of them, almost falling off the balcony, someone will come up and help you to a chair. he'll take real good care of you, going above and beyond. so you can't let this guy leave when he's everything you've ever wanted. so you pull yourself onto him and ride him while the party rages on inside. make sure his dick feels so good he'll ask for your number. but you don't know that you're the fifth girl who's thrown herself at him that night.
taeyongie ^-^
he's the prettiest guy you've ever seen. bros too sweet and shy to be handing out with the rest of the neo WHORES. he's the leader of a lot of clubs but he mainly sits in cute little cafes. genuinely he seemed too adorable? to be considered the 'leader' of some horrific ahh fuckboys. until you check twitter and you see someone's reposted his MANY MULTIPLE HE HAS A LOT sex tapes. he's surrounded by ridiculously hot guys and girls, and they're passing him around like a joint, and he's begging to be humiliated. they're making him cum so much he crying. he's stronger than most of them but he's letting himself be thrown around like a doll. absolutely wrecked. looking in the camera with pretty black eyes and a slurred voice before someone shoves a cock back in this throat "am i pretty?"
zhong chenle is the epitome of the chinese international student stereotype. he's almost never there, never takes off his sunglasses. he has several of those douyin type baddies trailing after him. "you have nice collarbones and pretty eyes, i like. what's your instagram?"
he'll be talking with his friend renjun about what yacht he should buy during class. he can buy your affection simply because he's just that rich. will shove his black card down his pants and tell you there's only one way to get it. buys rolex watches so that he can have it on while he fingers you. dresses you in diamonds and he doesn't want to be paid back in cash.
qian kun is there on an academic scholarship, but he doesn't need it. he's just that good, the school begs to have him attend. he's not a fuckboy in the conventional sense but he's just as nasty. he wants to have the perfect girl for him, to bring back to his family. he'll look for the most naive but academic girl he can. he's a manipulator. he's trying to mold you into what he wants. he'll replace your entire wardrobe with designer, but he picked out all the clothes. he'll plan cute dates for you every day, but it's to stop you from hanging out with your skanky friends. he'll buy you a new phone, but he's already added software tech to spy on you. in some essences, even though he's not a fuckboy, he's much worse than one.
jisung, like taeyong, looks so sweet. but he's NASTY. he'll seem too quiet to be hanging out with the rest of the dreamie WHORES. so you don't mind sitting next to him in your lecture. but he's just a mix of all of dream. he's good with his words like mark, and he'll have you agreeing to meet at his place EASY. he's too cute to refuse like haechan and jaemin. and then the renjun part hits, silent and sneaky, he'll be doing everything to make you think you're coming on to him. once he finally has you, he'll make a mess of you like a feral animal, the way you've heard jeno fucks. and you realise he's just like the rest of the dreamies, you shouldn't have thought otherwise.
he might actually be worse than all of them.
tell me if u want me to make these like a full post or add more characters IM SO CRAZY DELULU RN SORRY xx !! 💋
#nct smut#nct 127 smut#nct dream smut#wayv smut#haechan smut#donghyuck smut#mark lee smut#yuta nakamoto smut#jaemin smut#johnny suh smut#taeyong smut#chenle smut#kun smut
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⌜ 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮: strangers to lovers, my poor spanish skills, casual and unprotected sex [you can't do that, c'mon!], readerʼs a brazilian woman, some portuguese words, dirty talk, age difference, finger sucking, male oral, manhandling, light pussy spanking, ʽpapiʼ, dumbification, dacryphilia. ˚ ☽ ˚.⋆ ⌝
꒰ 𝑨𝑼𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹ʼ𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑬 ꒱ sooo never thought about posting something in eng but @femmechaotic (thx baby) showed me her translation and i gave it a second chance. This was originally written by me in portuguese, thatʼs why the reader is brazilian. Eng is not our first language, sorry for any mistakes, just posting for the fun of it♡
𓍢ִ໋🀦 HE'S THE KIND OF MAN YOU'LL ONLY MEET ONCE IN A LIFETIME ─────
You realized this from the moment you laid eyes on him for the first time. Sitting a couple of tables away from his, on the balcony of the hotel lobby.
You simply couldn't help but notice it: the thick strands of dark hair, how his hands run through it, as the gentle morning wind blowed. The basic white tank top, a coat hanging over the chair next to him at the table. His big and pointed nose, his eyes hidden mysteriously behind the lenses of the fancy sunglasses.
He's definitely not Brazilian. You could tell just by the food he chose from the buffet on his plate. Youʼre just so genuinely intrigued by the whole set of ongoings, obsessed with watching him, that you forgot about your own — boring — breakfast. The buns were cooling next to the black coffee in the porcelain cup.
You wanted to open the messaging app on your phone and send a sassy comment to your best friend, saying something like: “omg u won't believe how cute is the guy i just saw”, but you didn't even have time for that. The man raises his chin, with his attention shifting from the phone device in his hands to noticing your presence ahead.
You look down immediately, feeling as if you had committed a crime and you've just been caught in the act. You bite your lip, trying to hold down a childish smile, like a vicious little girl. Your palms starts sweating; suddenly cold. The intention was to keep yourself busy with the porcelain cup in the short meantime, trying to deal with the awkward sensation of being caught.
Itʼs not working, of course. You didn't know whether to drink or not, sometimes you try to sip the hot liquid, but you give up halfway through, lost like a robot in a breakdown. And when he raises his eyes once more, in the same direction as you looked for so long, the man's gaze meet yours again.
It feels, apparently, like youʼre going to faint, to actually die, Jesus! You've never felt so embarrassed in your entire life and you insist on thinking about how you're never gonna be able to eat, think or breathe while being in this crime scene — also known as the balcony of the hotel lobby.
“Get up, then!”, you think to yourself. You pick up on a couple of the cold buns from the plate, taking a sip of the — now cold — coffee, and walking towards the lobby. Like, damn, youʼre not even dressed up, maybe the clothes are not so bad but you donʼt even have any makeup on or hair done the way you liked it so much (and did it religiously every day).
But there is an actual explanation for you not being ready. The plan, initially, was just having breakfast and enjoying the view for a short period of time, so you could visit the downtown in Madrid afterwards. Now, you are running away like a criminal, with your mouth full of bread heading towards the elevator.
When you finally thought that the closing of the gray automatic doors would mean freedom, your heart has one more reason to flutter, as soon as the man steps into the cubicle before he could lose the sight of you.
You decide to chew more quickly, hiding the other roll of bun between your hands. Standing next to you, he takes off his pair of glasses, holding his coat and a crossbody bag.
He looks at you.
— Enzo — he says, and from the way he announced his name, you can tell by his accent that he speak Spanish. You swipe the back of your hand over your mouth, wiping away any remaining crumbs.
— Oi... hmm — You stammer the response in Portuguese, automatically panicking again for a few seconds when realizing that your brain couldn't think of a greeting, even in your first language. After some quick struggles, you tell him your name.
— ¿Eres de aquí? ¿de Madrid? (Are you from here? From Madrid?)
— Ahm... — You stutter, again (unfortunately). — Brasil!
He smiles.
— Ah, sí. Brasil... ¡Es un lugar magnífico! (Oh, yes. Brasil... It's a wonderful place!) — and praises. But his gaze turns sharp, he needs to know: “Entiendes lo que digo, ¿no?” (Do you understand what I say, right?)
— Sí, sí! (Yeah, yes!) — you return with a wide smile back at him, almost hyperventilating.
Your desperation is pathetically noticeable, itʼs cute actually. He watched you, smiles softly, almost like a chuckle. The curiosity gets into your nerves, you wanted to ask more questions, extend the conversation, but the elevator reaches your floor, and you leave, too withdrawn to say anything.
“Shit”, you curse at yourself, it wasn't so difficult to have a decent small talk, you should've said something, anything. You brood all day long, thinking you're such a dummy for missing the opportunity. Why did you have to act like a stupid teenager, huh? Then, after what happened, not even the museums — that you were so excited to visit — were fun anymore, no place in this goddamn city could take away that little thread of regret from you.
In the next day, however, you go down for some coffee at the same time as you did the other day, with the foolish intention of trying to see him again, and thatʼs it, it worked; like a freaking miracle. The man was sitting in an armchair in the lobby, it seemed like he was waiting for you too, what were the odds?
You can even feel your legs wobble.
— ¡Buenos días! (Good morning!) — he greets you. — ¿Cómo se dice ‘Buenos días’ en Brasil? (How do you say ‘Good morning’ in Portuguese?)
It takes a few seconds for you to think and say it back, ‘Bom dia’ (Good morning), you respond. He smiles.
— Es muy parecido (It's pretty similar) — he comments, awkwardly. Then, looks at the buffet, “¿Vamos?” (Shall we?)
Although he sometimes used terms that you completely donʼt know the meaning of and have to ask him to explain again, the conversation is, apparently, going very well. You discover that he is older, Uruguayan, and not Spanish as you immediately thought he was. You tell him a little about the country you come from, and he gets enchanted by the way your accent pronounces his name. Enzo. Paying attention to the ʽzʼ sound, unlike the pronunciation in Spanish.
it was with his company that you explored the city. The both of you went to a small square together, had some ice cream, met tourists hotspots, then chatted while exploring a little shop nearby. You hated to admit it but the situation was indeed romantic. Later in the afternoon, you were taken by him to a bar.
There, the conversation extended even further, including the beer you guys shared. When you didn't understand anything he said, (what was quite often in the conversation) you just laughed, your cheeks getting really hot and red from smiling that much. Honestly, you could leave him talking to himself for hours, just because you loved the husky sound of his deep voice and his pair of brown sparkling eyes.
It didn't mean that you were in love or anything, right? Besides, there was no way you could fall in love in such a short period of time.
But the heat you felt emanating from your own body definitely meant something. It could be because of the dark blue button-down shirt — these pieces never fail to be attractive, right? —, or the silver ring that caught your eyes every time he articulated with his hands in the air. Even his perfume... ah, the perfume! A fragrance that filled your lungs, woody but with a slight sweet note. Projecting all day long, torturing, practically inviting you to bury your face in the curve of the moreno's neck.
At nighttime, he takes you back to the hotel: his excuse was that he wanted to help you with the shopping bags, as if you had bought all of Madrid. And it was supposed to end there, at your hotel room door, simple as that. He hands you your things, and the most he does is lean over, slowly, as if he is silently asking for permission, and so, he places a small kiss on the corner of your mouth, millimeters away from touching your lipstick-painted lips. But you hold his hand, before the man walks away down the hall, you donʼt let him escape.
He approaches you again, his other hand touches the corner of your face. Warm, affectionate. ¿Qué te pasa, nena? (What's wrong with you, baby?) The focus of his brown eyes are on your mouth now, the question is whispered, seductive. The touch of his fingers bypass your jaw until it gets on your chin. ¿Quieres algo más que un beso? (Do you want something more than a kiss?)
Youʼre not sure which words to use, which command to prefer. In fact, you donʼt even want to be thinking. You want to shut your brain, to be so dissociated so that only your body can enjoy the moment. You wrapp your arms around him, your face can finally hid in the curve of his neck, breathing in the intoxicating scent of his. You hear the sound of his chuckle, feeling his big hands being placed on your waist. ¿Qué quieres? Dímelo. (What do you want? tell me)
You look up to him, shy. The tip of your nose rubs against his, creating a friction that, just because of the absurd proximity, makes everything even more tense, burning erotic.
— No Brasil — you say, trying to hide it by biting your lip —, se diz ‘foder.’
Enzo's smile grows, almost in slow motion. “Foder” (fuck), he repeats the word in a whisper. Again, you donʼt even have to think much to understand. Everything sounded similar, and it seemed that your mind was connected to his by a chaotic carnal desire.
The Uruguayan's lips meets yours; his hot tongue brushes against yours. Your bodies take on a life of their own. Little by little, the main setting stopped being the hotel hallway and became your room. The door gets closed with a gentle push from his feet, while the chosen path is towards your bed.
His hands moves up from your waist to grab your blouse and take it off from your warm body. When you lay on the mattress, supporting on your elbows, itʼs the cue the man needeed to messily pull down your shorts.
— ¿Quieres ponerte de rodillas? (Do you want to be on your knees?) — he asks, as he unbuttons his own blouse. The sharp look he gives you, bathed in desire, delirious. On his lips, you notice the smudged red of your lipstick. — Correrme en tu boca... (Cum in your mouth...)
Maybe itʼs your mind lost in urgency, because you donʼt process what was said to you. You keep your eyes still, your mouth half-open, taking in air, panting. So pathetic that all he does is laugh at your face, running his hands through his hair instead of going straight to the belt of his shorts.
— ¿Qué? ¿No lo comprendes, no? (What? you don't understand it, do you?) — the tone used with you bordered mockery. And contrary to what you would normally feel like, it gives room to a sick feeling, butterflies in your stomach, you feel even more horny, stimulated. He leans in close. — Mira. (Look)
And as if you were learning something for the first time, you imitate him when he parts his lips. You let the man's thumb drag over your lower lip, and then his middle and index fingers together slide over your tongue, until they occupy your mouth. “Así” (like that), he pushes and retreats with his hand, in a slow, sensual movement, “Metértelo en la boca.” (Put it in your mouth)
Ah, now you understand him well. Your face burns, the wet way the fingers come out of your mouth, a little strand of saliva kept resisting in the distance, itʼs wanton. You nod, kneeling on the wooden floor, eyes glued to him unbuckling his belt until you could have his erection in full view.
You part your lips once again, as you were ‘taught’. He fills your mouth, up to a point where your nose touches his crotch, and comes back, completely wet. It allows the Uruguayan to control the pace, to catch the corner of your face. You raise your gaze to his, surrendered not only by the lasciviousness of what you were doing, but also by the beautiful view you had of his face from that angle.
Enzo uses the index finger of his free hand to run down the curve of your nose, affectionately.
— Qué ojitos más bonitos... (You have such beautiful little eyes) — he praises you, with a smile. At that moment, you could swear your heart felt like it exploded. — Eres tan bella, nena. Preciosa. (You are so beautiful, baby. Precious) — he sighs, his head falls back, then to a slide side angle. He looks at you in such a mischievous way that you avoid returning the look. — Me encantaría correrme en tu boca... pero prefiero guardarlo todo para dentro de ti. (I would love to cum into your mouth... but I prefer to keep it all inside you)
You get taken back to bed, easily manhandled by him when you silently gave up control of the situation. He comes over, dangerously close, unlocked the front fitting of your bra, getting lost between your breasts as soon as he releases them from the tightness of the piece. You hold onto his hair, restless under the delicious sucking of his tongue, the wild bite of his teeth. You gasp, having to move away from the black threads of his hair while his mouth travels down your belly.
He releases you from the last piece of underwear too, the wet kisses were loud and pornographic, crackling on your skin. The tip of his big nose rubs lightly over the area where he knew your sensitive clit was. His palm run through your wetness, the chill of the his silver ring sliding across your boiling skin.
He clicks two, three slaps in a row that makes you shudder, whimpering softly. Enzo smiles, he didn't need to, but he returned to that mocking tone from before, of someone who had to calmly spell out the commands so you could understand.
He brings his hand to your lips, gave a little tap on the top, de aquí, and then went all the way down again, leaving a wet trail until he gave your pussy another tap, a aquí. And itʼs these little details that makes everything even better. It makes you feel so dumb, foolish, but itʼs so strangely good...
When he puts himself inside you, you lock your legs around his waist, wrapping your arms around him, feeling him dominate everything in you. He, however, insists on eye contact, lifting his torso, resting his forearm against the mattress, to look you in the eye. He smiles, panting like you; moaning low, hoarse. At first, slow, but soon he surrendered to the speed, to the sharp sound of your moans with each stronger thrust.
And there where so many thrilling impulses, fuck it... You want to cover your mouth, close your eyes to try to contain yourself. Itʼs the nasty noise of your bodies in shock, his deep voice, the scent of his hot skin. Youʼre so sensitive that your eyes get wet, a little tear runs down your cheek.
— Oh, no... Perdón, perdóname, cariño. (Oh, no... I'm so sorry, honey) — he stops, his thumb wipes the tear from your face.
'En—', you even started to want to call his name, but the frustration of no longer receiving the same thrilling sensations and to the same extent was such that you only knew how whine; your mind melting, finally murmuring “Dale, dale, papi.” (Give it to me, please, daddy)
Enzo smiles again. He leaves a few kisses on your lips, repeating your words between the kisses, as if he was making fun of your desperation and also the term you used to refer to him.
— ¿Más rápido, hm? Más duro? (Faster, hm? Harder?) — he turns you over on the bed, putting you on all fours. The dirty talk makes you smile, dumb with lust already, clinging to one of the pillows. The Uruguayan's body lead over yours, bringing his mouth close to your ear. — Tranquila, nena. Te daré todo lo que quieras. ( Calm down, baby. I will give you everything you want.)
#imninahchan#enzo vogrincic#enzo vogrincic fanfic#enzo vogrincic x reader#enzo vogrincic smut#la sociedad de la nieve#the society of the snow#a sociedade da neve
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in the world of boys, he's a gentleman. | enzo v. (eng version)
summary: after watching you waste your time with other dudes, your best friend has some things to confess to you. pure fluff. a bit of angst.
you never thought riding in a dress on a bike would be such an exciting experience, but there you were, clinging to enzo's body and trying to keep your balance on the back of his bike while laughing like crazy.
to contextualize it, enzo had been your best friend for some time, ever since enzo had rented a room in your apartment two years, so living together inevitably turned into a genuine friendship. from time to time, your best friend and roommate was also your superhero. whether it was reading your mind when you were starving and didn't want to cook, or always coming home with your favorite sweets, or saving you from ambushes.
when your messages came on enzo's cell phone earlier, complaining about a date that was going from bad to worse with a slightly arrogant guy, he didn't hesitate to get up and hop on his bike to pick you up. the very idea of imagining you on a date with a horrible guy, and worse, a guy who wasn't him, made him nervous, so now you were in this highly unlikely but completely comical situation. he hadn't given you a choice.
"i can't believe i did that," you said, bursting out laughing, which enzo reciprocated by shaking his head. "imagine his face when he comes back to the table!".
"i'm so sorry for him", replies enzo with irony and a smile that indicates that no, he doesn't regret that he stole you from that douchebag.
"i bet you do" leaning your head on the brunet's back, you replied in the same tone. his body is warm and a little sweaty, but his scent is good and familiar.
enzo was riding the bike down the street, while you held on by wrapping your arms around his waist, the night breeze enveloping you. silence fell for a moment before you decided to break it.
"enzo, seriously, you didn't have to do that. it was going to be fine. it was going to last a few more minutes."
he chuckled, shooting you a corner glance. "well, judging by your desperation in the messages, i'd say 'fine' is a pretty generous word."
you snorted, feigning indignation. "i was dramatizing it a bit, you see."
"i know, i know. but honestly, i couldn't let my friend spend a horrible night with some idiot guy. after all, who else is going to put up with my stupid jokes?"
"oh, is that what i'm here for, a mate who'll put up with your jokes?"
enzo smiled, amused. "among other things, sure. but seriously, i wasn't going to let a guy get away with it one more time."
she rolled her eyes as if offended, but couldn't hold back a smile.
"where do you want to go?" she asked suddenly, leaving you a little confused.
"i thought we were going home," you shrugged.
"i can't let you go home so dressed up without having had a decent date!" enzo exclaims, turning his head slightly, allowing you to see his indignant expression.
you process what he just said and feel your heart skip a beat. he was either guessing things or....
"so we're going on a date?" is your automatic retort, and then, trying to disguise, you clear your throat, worried that you're reading the wrong lines.
maybe, in addition to roommate, best friend and occasional superhero, enzo was also a little crush of yours. one that you had tried to forget through terrible dates that always sent you back to square one: enzo. enzo, who bought you your favorite ice cream when you got your ass kicked when you first met, even though you never talked to him directly about your favorite flavor. enzo, who always waited for you at home with a movie session and a warm blanket. enzo, who always listened to everything you said. enzo, who was your weak point.
"if you want to call it that, we'll have a date, yes," he says, and involuntarily your hands tighten around his waist.
after a few minutes pedaling through the quiet streets, you realize the familiar, everyday route. maybe enzo has changed his mind. you really were on your way home and all your expectations had fallen apart. until, slowly, he stops, and the next thing you know, you're in front of a corner pizzeria. the same new pizzeria that had opened a few days ago near your house and the one you kept telling enzo about.
"pizza?" he asks as if waiting for your approval."
enzo holds out his hand for you to get off the bike and he follows you right away. it's funny how you contrast, while the older guy is wearing casual and simple clothes, you're dressed up in that stupid dress. inside your head, you curse the moment you agreed to go out with that idiot from before. he really didn't deserve all your prep, but enzo, wow. he really seemed to study every part of you and admire every aspect of you. from the most innocent way that some loose strands of your messy bun framed your face to the most indecent way he noticed how beautiful your legs looked in that tight dress.
the two of you had to sit outside, as it was crowded inside, and when you sat down at the small sidewalk table across from enzo, your best friend let out a long sigh as he stared at you. a sigh that said: finally.
"but to be honest with you now, you don't know what a relief it was to see you out of that restaurant," you confessed, with a light, hearty laugh.
"was the mood that bad?" the boy asked with an incredulous expression.
"there was just no mood! the guy went on and on about the life lessons he learned when his dad stopped giving him money for a month, or how i shouldn't feel special if he took me to his apartment after dinner. and we had just arrived!" you exclaimed in amazement at enzo, who suddenly looked serious. too serious. "he hasn't asked me a single question in 45 minutes!".
"what an asshole!" the brunet muttered, rolling his eyes. enzo's gaze turned away from you for a moment, following his own hand as he fiddled with the sauces and plucked pieces of napkin off the table. "why do you keep hanging out with guys like that?"
he asked, still not looking at you, and suddenly your blood boiled, rushing to your head. you took a deep breath, feeling a pang of disappointment hit your chest, not believing what enzo had just said.
"are you implying that it's my fault? i'm responsible for men being totally selfish and..." you close your eyes, involuntarily placing your hand against your own chest. indignantly.
"no! that's not what i meant, my love." enzo lifted his head quickly, meeting your gaze, hurt and betrayed.
he felt like a complete idiot, desperate at the way you were looking at him, not quite sure how to back down. he stood up straight in his chair, leaning over the table to reach for your hand, ready to defend himself when a waiter stopped right next to him.
"good evening, lovebirds! what can i get you?" the man asked, his tone friendly and cheerful, in contrast to the flaring tempers at the table.
you laughed wryly at the waiter's confusion, a regular occurrence whenever you went out together, and folded your arms, turning away from enzo.
"ahm, hello," he scratched the back of his head in bewilderment, and then realized he hadn't even looked at the menu. he fumbled over the pages, didn't know what to order, and suddenly looked lost.
"two pieces of marguerita, vegan option, please," you said, straightening up. "and a coke, with lemon, for him."
enzo looks at you anxiously as the man takes your order, his leg dangling under the table, brushing against yours unaware. the contact makes your whole body shudder, but you still don't look at him. the waiter leaves the table and announces that he'll serve you shortly.
"look, i'm not saying it's your fault. not at all, chiquita," he says, his voice low and his tone worried. you look at your nails, pretending to be indifferent. a little dramatic.
enzo sighs and brings his knee to yours. you squint, indifferent, while he moistens his lips as if trying to find the words on the tip of his tongue.
"i'm trying to tell you that you deserve better than these guys. you know it, i know it." the way he conducts what he says is slow and careful, he continues. "you deserve someone who really appreciates you, who sees all the amazing things i see in you. these dudes you go out with clearly don't see the amazing person in front of them and completely miss the opportunity to meet the best person they could ever have in life."
your eyes automatically rise as you hear what he says, and your lungs don't seem to perform their routine action. your lip trembles nervously. tears gather at the corners of your eyes, because you have to tell yourself that you're only saying that because you want his good, because that's what a best friend would say. and you have to wrestle with all those words before you go to sleep, swallowing all your feelings.
"you know, you're kind, incredibly smart, even if you still think you can beat me playing mortal kombat by pushing all the buttons at once." enzo continues, softening his lecture, making her laugh under her breath. "you're funny, talented, real. cute."
unable to resist any longer, you meet the brunette's gaze again, who gives you a small smile as he notices you slowly give in.
"not to mention your patience, especially when i decide to cook and leave the kitchen as a battlefield."
this time you can't contain the smile that spreads across your face, remembering the last time enzo had tried to prepare food. really, a denial for cooking.
"as a cook, you're a great actor," you mutter, which makes enzo chuckle and take advantage of the space you're leaving him.
"and when you have those creative bursts, writing or creating your own recipes. it's fascinating to see your mind in action, and i always wonder how someone can be so.... unique. how you light up wherever you go, how you make things seem so much easier when you're around and...".
enzo seems to be in the middle of a great discovery. he laughs to himself, shaking his head, as if he regrets having said all that and his eyebrows rise, almost in a gesture of desperation.
"got it," you say, a little sheepishly. your cheeks heat up and you suddenly feel like a teenager.
"anyway, i guess what i'm trying to say is that you're an extremely lovely person." enzo seems to relent, and his body softens in the chair. "and anyone who doesn't see that doesn't deserve to be with you."
his breath comes out as if someone has just punched him in the stomach. your hands run across the table, seeking his, which grasp your fingers gently. you say nothing for a long moment, during which the waiter returns and serves you in complete silence.
his confession gives the atmosphere another kind of tension. before you could respond, enzo averted his gaze, as if trying to escape the intensity of the situation.
"you know what? forget what i said. let's enjoy dinner and forget i said all that. what am i? shakespeare? don juan?" he joked, trying to lighten the situation by gesticulating exaggeratedly. he takes a sip of his coke, disguising his desperation.
"enzo," his name on your lips comes out as a plea. everything hits you at once. the awareness of his feelings, the awareness of yours. he shakes his head negatively and lets go of your hand.
"it's okay, you don't have to try to comfort me and tell me we're friends, i know. i've accepted it." enzo rushes over, running his hands through his hair, nervous.
"enzo," you tell him, firmer now. "why didn't you tell me before? why didn't you take me on a date before?".
he seems to be choking on his own breath, his nostrils flaring and his chest rising and falling rapidly. enzo looks at you with a mixture of surprise and disbelief. his eyes search yours, as if trying to read your expression and understand if those words were real. how can someone know you so well and not have a fucking clue?
"because i... i didn't know how. it was always easier to be your friend. to stay in the comfort of not risking too much. not to feel the rejection. taking you on a date seemed to cross some invisible line, and i was afraid of messing it all up".
he hid his face in his hands, laughing to himself. enzo looked on the verge of collapse, frightened. you had never seen him like this. you quickly got up, sitting down in the chair next to him, quietly touching his wrists.
"how stupid you are," you state, laughing. he looks at you with an offended and confused expression. "you really haven't noticed all this time?".
your best friend's face fills with something akin to expectation and dread. expecting the fatal blow at any moment.
"wait, you mean... that you..." he starts to stammer, but you interrupt him with a smile.
"yes, enzo. me too" your confession makes his face light up and then he blushes. was he really 30 years old? because you were making him feel like a kid.
"i never thought..." he murmurs, and you complete the sentence.
"that i could feel the same way? well, now you know. it was obvious." you laugh, moving a little closer to him. "how could i not fall in love with you?".
enzo feels your whisper on his lips, sending shivers down his spine. your warm breath mingles with his, uncertainty hovering between the two of you, unfamiliar territory to traverse. enzo's gaze examines your face, searching for any trace of indecision, but he doesn't find it, and then his eyes drop to your mouth.
"if only you'd let me show you all this sooner," he whispers too, as one of his hands, large and warm, rests on her thigh, under the thin fabric of her dress, and the other rests behind the back of her chair.
"you still have time"
and with your confession, it's as if he loses control. his pupils, darker and dilated now, are the last thing you see before you feel soft lips against yours. your breath is suddenly cut off and a shock runs through your body, shutting down your entire nervous system for milliseconds. he kisses you eagerly, as if making up for all the other opportunities he'd missed. the hand behind your shoulder moves quickly to the back of your neck and a gasp escapes you. his mouth tastes sweet, like cola and lemon mixed with his own flavor.
enzo can barely contain himself, the rest of the world ceases to exist when your tongue passes over his lips, as if asking for permission, and he almost rolls his eyes at the sensation. god, how he had dreamed of that. he had replayed it in his mind a million times and then blamed himself for it. he shook off the thoughts when he felt your fingers run over his scalp, while your other hand gently stroked his cheek. as if a tornado of emotions wasn't going on inside him at that moment. everything that had happened so far made this moment worth it.
after almost five minutes, the real world seems to return, as does the need for oxygen, useless, in enzo's perception. the sounds of the street echo in his ears again, everything slowly makes sense again. the world stops spinning as you look at each other with wide, goofy smiles on your faces. you bring your finger to the corner of enzo's lips, carefully wiping away the traces of lipstick. it makes him want to ruin the rest that remains on your beautifully delineated lips.
"so, what do we do now?" you ask, still a little limp, trying not to laugh. the feeling of kissing your best friend, something that had crossed your mind a million times before, seemed far away. in fact, it was something much better than you could have dreamed of.
"i suppose we could start with a first date," enzo suggests, feigning some nonchalance, shaking his shoulders. his fingers wander over your face, brushing aside a few strands of hair over your eyes. it's so sweet and peaceful that you want to treasure just that moment among all the others.
for the rest of the night, you eat that cold pizza like it's the best you've ever eaten. the rest of the dinner goes naturally, lightly, with kisses and sighs, conversations and confessions, like everything you needed. like everything was finally in place. a millennial alignment. it was so easy to be there, next to him, no need for masks or disguises, to be in front of him was to be able to see yourself from the inside out. without hiding anything, without any desire to run away. completely immersed in each other. it was like dreaming half awake. it was just perfect.
there were uncertainties, saved for the distant future, it was terrifying to lose that connection you had. but maybe it wasn't the right way, maybe it was unforeseen and completely chaotic, but it was the best and last first date of your life.
for my girlies who asked me to translate it, i hope you enjoyed <3
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what: period cdrama // 40 eps, roughly 55 mins each
where: youku (you can also dl the app) // youtube // coming up soon on viki (usual disclaimer that i do not use eng subs so i don’t speak to the quality of subs)
why: do you love watching a poor little meow-meow get tortured in a variety of ways before he decides to go fuck it, i’ll be a demon lord and kill everyone who wronged me?? do you like enemies to fated to kill you lovers??? do you enjoy PAIN AND SUFFERING??? this is the show for you
meet tantai jin, the cdrama fandom’s newest obsession
cursed prince of the Jing kingdom who was sent as a hostage to a neighbouring kingdom. he’s been unloved and bullied all his life - think, discarded and left to die by his own father, kicked around by servants, begging for scraps of food, abandoned and slowly betrayed by everyone around him... it’s NOT GOOD buddies, you will watch his life unfold and you will become attached and want to let him do whatever the fuck he wants
surprise surprise this sad pathetic man will one day become
THE demon lord who destroys all of humanity etc etc. look at this wardrobe upgrade??? amazing. beautiful. bad for humanity but great for him. good job, bud, you did well.
ANYWAY this show opens with demon lord tantai jin (affectionate) going on his lil’ murder spree (understandable). the fate of humanity as we know it to be rests on the shoulders of one li susu
to defeat tantai jin, she will transmigrate to the past into the body of ye xiwu (tantai jin’s evil wife who whips him every night (not in the fun way sorry buds) and tortures/bullies him for because it pleases her) to try to kill him while he’s weak, before he turns evil and amasses power. this is for the good of humanity!!! but also he’s truly so pathetic in the past that she can’t quite seem to put her heart into it (there’s also this whole finding his evil bone and getting rid of that before she can kill him problem but HMMM) and decides that?? maybe if she shows him some care and love??? she’ll subvert his murdermurdermurder tendencies????
this is the gist of the show!! there are a few arcs that we go through like all good xianxia cdramas, so we get to see them live through a few different lives (think: ten miles of peach blossom, pillow book etc etc), and every single dynamic between them is SO GOOD!!!!! we have spicy enemies to lovers!! cutesy arranged marriage between strangers to lovers (who don’t communicate enough for them to be happy)!!! star-crossed lovers fated to kill one another!!!
the show is so goddamn pretty!! the aesthetics!!! the cgi!!!! the costumes ohmygod, i have never wanted to buy so many headdresses before
LOOK AT THIS!!! HOW PRETTY WAS THIS!!!!
he’s got this whole demon look LOCKED IN who else does it as well as my boy tantai jin
this show is very PRETTY but make no mistake there will be a lot of angst!!! that’s part of what makes it so good!! luo yunxi does Tortured, Feral and Deranged™ SO WELL i weep every time i see him on screen, i have truly not been Okay since this show started airing, buddies please join me in till the end of the moon hell, you will not regret it, promise 😇✨
⚠❗ few post-finale thoughts so y’all go into it with full disclosure (and can’t yell at me for inflicting pain on y’all, just know what i am also Suffering™) - stop reading from here if you want no spoilers for the show at all.
trigger warning: there is some dubcon in ep 14 (stretches between approx. the 25:00-27:25 min mark) between ming ye and sang jiu
we were all hoping for a happy ending, but this ends on a bad-open scale, depending on how you look at it. @minmoyu has helpfully directed me to a happy audio-epilogue which was apparently shot but didn’t make its way into the episode?? we still dk if the footage will be released as an extra?? we can all form a prayer circle and HOPE i guess
the plot is HMM the further to the end we get, probably because they had to cut the eps down, so it’s a little choppy, esp the last few scenes??? idk idk. it’s a bit exhausting to watch towards the end, because you root for ttj so so much and he tries so so hard and SIGH. i need another few working days to digest this, i’m still a bit :/ about the ending
would i still rec the show, post-watch? yes! this show starts off really solid, and luo yunxi carried the show throughout. like. y’all thought lyx was good in ashes of love?? watch him in this. every single micro-expression was flawless. bai lu’s acting is always so dependable, and it’s the same with this show!
this show has an a+++ ost (i mean it’s got the king and queen of cdrama osts liu yuning and zhang bichen, literally how could this be bad)!! and CERTAIN side characters are so so good (pian ran my baby girl, ye qingyu who grows on you, decidedly NOT bingchang/tian huan/mo nv although i will concede that chen duling’s acting in this show was Incredible).
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𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 <𝟑 | 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬
pairing: Lando Norris × fem reader/girlfriend
summary: you and Lando were at party at local club at Monaco with other drivers. You were a little drunk and Lando suggested going home...
warnings!: +18, smut?, cute names (baby, love stuff), unprotected sex
author note: !eng is not my first language! so sorry for all mistakes, requests are open, hope you'll enjoy this, love u all 🤍
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Lando brought more drinks to your table. He was the only one not drinking. You and Lando were at the local club in Monaco with other drivers: Max with Kelly, Carlos with Rebecca, Charles with Alexa, George with Carmen and Oscar with Lily.
It's been a week since the season ended. You wanted just to go to a lil party to celebrate successful 2023 season. Everyone was already kinda tipsy but Lando put on the table more colorful drinks - the only sober person things. You were on the first floor of the club in the VIP zone. You didn't want any confusion due the popularity, that's why you chose this place.
When you're drunk you are much touchy than normal, of course you always love your boyfriend's physical touch, but after alcohol well... it's something different... When Lando sat on his place on a big sofa, without asked you sat on his laps. Lando seemed lil surprised at first but quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder to get a better view of the others.
"What did I do to deserve such surprises baby? Am I that good driver hmm?" - he whispered straight to your ear.
You blushed and giggled - "You deserve all the best baby" - you turned your head and gently touched the tip of his nose with your index finger.
He smirked - "I love you too baby" - whispered.
Everyone raised their drinks in the air - "for the best F1 season and next even better" - Oscar shouted.
"Your first season roookie" - Lando laughed - "I'm joking, you did really great job in this your rookie season" - added quickly.
Everyone tipped their glasses and drank to a great toast. Then, conversations about last season started.
"Does anyone remember this iconic George pose in official intro" - Charles shouted
"Eyyyy your weren't better Charles!" - George said
"Okey okey guys calm down" - Carlos started "I was the only one who won the race and isn't in RedBull!" - said it with proud. Max started to laugh loudly.
"Nooooo I was literally on your rear wing" - Lando shouted back.
"I'm not gonna comment this" - George said with calm in his voice. At this sentence everyone started laughing.
Everyone were talking and laughing when suddenly you turned around on Lando's laps so you were sitting sideways to him. You were already drunk.
You put your hands around his neck. With one hand you ran your fingers through his perfect brown curls. You knew how bad it turns him on. He smirked at you. Still with your hand in his curls you got closer to his neck and placed gentle kisses on it. You felt him jump inside from your touch.
"Baby please, not here" - he whispered into your ear when you rested your head on his shoulder.
"We can go if you want to... you know, we can finish it at home" - he smirked at you and gave you a soft kiss on your cheek. Your cheeks were already pink from too many drinking drinks.
You raised up your gaze to look at him. "Yeah baby if you say so, we can go now" - your eyes looked already tired because of alcohol but you don't really care. Now, all your thoughts were focused on Lando, how perfect he looks and what you can do to him when you finally get into your apartment.
You and Lan stood up, said goodbye to all and quickly left the club. The night was quite cold and was almost 2 am. Lando gave you his jacket to make sure you wouldn't get cold. You get into his McLaren 765LT spider and you went to your apartment. You and Lan didn't live in the center of Monaco, so it was a 20 min of drive. Lando put his hand on your thighs what really turned you on and he knew it.
You were driving for 10 minutes now on a very poorly lit road. Suddenly, you noticed something resembling a parking lot but without any lighting. You had an idea...
"Lando pull over here please baby, I have to tell you something and and it's reaaaally important pleaseeee" - you almost begged and made the cutest puppy eyes as you could do.
Lando drove off the road and stopped the car.
"So love, tell me what's so important that it can't wait until we get there?" - his voice sounded slightly worried. He looked straight into your eyes.
In one quick movements you jumped into his laps. "Okey right baby..." - you rolled your eyes - "that was nothing, I just want you now right theree" - the last part you whispered into his ear.
Lando put his hands on your hips - "Babe we ca..." - he didn't finish, you placed soft kisses on his neck.
"I don't care Lan, I want you here nowww" - you ran your fingers through his hair and continue to kiss his neck and you did a few hickeys on it. In the same time you gently moved your hips on his, you knew how badly he likes it. Lando can't help but pushed his chair back to give you more space between him and the steering wheel.
"If you say so baby" - he smirked at you with this his sassy gaze and with one smooth move he took off your top and immediately after that your bra with also ended up on the floor. You helped him to take off his shirt and you threw it back.
Lando closed gap between your lips and gave you gentle but dominate kiss. In the same time his hands found way to your boobies and he squeezed them both. He played with your nipples and you moaned into his mouth with pleasure. Your tongues were busy in fight for dominance. Finally you softly broke the kiss to catch your breath. Lando get closer to your neck kissed softly your skin and he placed a few hickeys on your neck too.
"B- baby I need you n..." - this time you didn't finished. You felt Lando slided off your underwear under your skirt. You didn't have time to say anything when you felt two strong fingers circled slowly in your clit and his other hand was on your waist - you moaned to him with pleasure and threw your head back. In the same time he started to suck your nipple and place gently kisses on your boobies in such a way that you cannot focus on his one activity.
"L- Laan" - you moaned so he immediately started to circle his fingers faster and harder. You felt that you get closer and closer to the edge.
"Landoo I- I'm so c- close, d- don't stop pleasee" - your words weren't coherent through your moans.
Lando slowed the pace a little - "So tell me baby, tell me how badly you want to come, tell me how badly you want to cum into my fingers" - your hands landed on the back of his neck.
"Baby I'm so needy, I need to cum in your fingers, please baby let me cumm" - you almost begged him. Lando put his fingers deeper and moved them faster and harder than before - you moaned louder with a big pleasure. He close the gap between your lips again.
"I'm a- almost t- there"- you moaned into his lips. A few seconds later you came into his fingers and moaned loudly into his lips. He took out his fingers from your completely wet pussy and broke the kiss to catch some air. As you sat on his lap again you felt how hard he is.
"If you want me so bad baby..." - he moved closer to your ear and whispered - "then ride it babyy" - he lifted his head and looked at you with his sassy smile. He didn't have to wait long for your answer. You started to unbutton his belt and then unbutton also his jeans. You helped him to slide off his jeans and boxers and then you finally saw how big and hard he is. Lando helped you to take off your underwear.
You lifted your hips and sat on his dick with your wet pussy. You moaned when he put him deeper and deeper into your clit. In the same time Lando squeezed your boobies with his both hands. It tasted god damn good... you again can't focus on one activity and Lan knew exactly how it turned you on. You rolled your eyes with pleasure and threw your head back.
Lando placed his hands on your hips and moved you slowly up and down which made you moan louder.
"Lan b-baby fa- faster" - you moaned. He moved your hips faster and put his dick deeper inside your clit. His chock perfectly fitted to your pussy, you felt more and more full.
"I'm c-close baby, please c-cum with me baby pleaseee" - you almost whispered this into his ear. You were so close, Lando placed gentle kiss on your half open mouth because of moans. Seconds later you came again but this time into his dick, you moaned loudly into his mouth and gripped your hands on his shoulders. Then he came too, filled all your clit with his warm cum. You lifted your head to catch some air but you still sat on his dick. Lando moved his arms to your back and your fingers run through his hair. You looked at each other and just enjoyed this moment.
Lando gave you a subtle neck kiss and lifted your hips and pulled out his dick from your clit.
"So baby, can we go back now hmm?" - he looked straight into your eyes. You placed gentle kiss in his soft pink lips.
You rolled your eyes - "Yeah we can now" - you smirked to him - "but tell me baby, is it worth it huh?" - you asked with this sassy gaze.
"Definitely worth it love" - he smiled and gave you quick kiss. You climbed back to the passenger seat. Lando gave you back your underwear and top and he pulled on his boxers and jeans. He reached for his shirt and gave you also his jacket to make sure you're not cold.
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Umm... Hello this is my first request. Umm I was reading your rules and I think this is okay. Sorry English is my second language. Can you do Vil react to his s/o male who is taller then he is very strong and look very scary. But actually he is very sweet and calm and loves to cuddle and love pick him up. If you don't want you can just ignore this. Have a good day/night. <3
Vil’s big puppy
{not proof-read}
Y E S
I gotchu imma spoil you
Also, sorry these took sooooooooooo long! I was doing a project break with my boyfriend and it lasted longer than I thought it would. I’ll try and finish up these last 5 in my box and hopefully get more in.
Again, so sorry for the wait but I hope you like my works!
I also probably shouldn’t say I worked on these at, like, 3 am, so sorry if they’re not great
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Vil was honestly surprised when he first saw you, and that’s putting rather lightly—
Like, yes, Vil was relatively tall but you were tall tall. You practically towered over him and your mean-looking expression certainly didn’t help
Of course, he’d always try and see past you appearance and tried getting to know you a little better
So imagine is surprise and absolute delight when he found out what a calm sweetheart you are!
It only added to the current charm you had so it wasn’t long before Vil decided to make a move before someone else did
He loves your affection. You’re always so patient and sweet with him when you kiss him or sing his affections. It makes him feel truly loved
Is more open to cuddles in private but will not deprive you completely of PDA. Hand holding and soft & quick hugs are a must lest you get upset
With your size, Vil expected strength to come with it and oh boy was he right. When you pick him up, it’s literally…
“Do I weigh anything to you?”
“No. It’s like holding a couple of grapes.”
And just hearing you say that gets his gears turning
He does try to make you look a little more friendly but your resting face and sheer height definitely doesn’t help. Oh well, not that Vil minds
Speaking of looks, how about we move on to some events?
Vil honestly didn’t think you’d survive the onslaught of that stupid ghost bride. He just wanted to put her in her place after she called you “unflattering”. Too bad he was frozen, else he’d comfort you. For my sake, let’s say you were high frozen next to each other :)
Halloween was a treat for him since you could easily scare away awful guests and paparazzi, whether you followed the scare script or not. You got a kiss for every single monster you scared away. It was like you had an invisible tail which told him how happy you were to receive his affections
But during the frozen-time spectacle, he was worried about you even though he was the one that got possessed. He couldn’t imagine how worried you were for him
Once you both finally reunited, he kissed you, hugged you, and said just how much he missed you and how worried he was. He would absolutely allow you to carry him if you pleased, for both your sakes
Beans day was also a blast. Whether you were on the monster or farmer team, you presence alone was able to cause students to scatter when they saw you. If you’re both on the same team, I can only wish everyone else good luck
Vargas camp was…not fun. Sure, the whole camping aspect was fun but the torment from the teachers definitely wasn’t. He was honestly worried about you and you for him so you both ended up sticking together, hoping to not separate
Okay listen. I know Vil technically didn’t have a part in the event story (at least in eng) but I can’t not mention the card like, come on! Anyway, Vil definitely had a fun time in the Scalding Sands. If you went with him, he’d go through various shops with you and pick out whatever piqued your interests. If you didn’t, he’d bring you back whatever he could that he think you’d like
All that aside, Vil loves you both inside and out and doesn’t regret ever talking to you and getting together with you
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hi! I had this nasty dirty thought about abby for a long time and I-I think.. you would write it perfectly [feel free to ignore me please, don't write it if it's not something you would like to explore, really 💌 and thank you for all the abby works they make me so happy 💌 she's my comfort person and you're such a good writer, it's so beautiful to read about her from you 🫂 but let's go back to the my dirty thoughts
public!sex with abby
like, reader and abby in public and in front of them this homophobic woman who notices their small interaction so she knows they're together ; reader is the only one who noticed the disgusted look on the woman's face so she brings abby's hand near her private parts (abby doesn't know she's doing it to have some nasty session with her and to give that person a full good dirty show)
ending up with them going back to abby's apartment and reader finally telling her what just happened = abby laughing and saying she would've done the same
okay this is too detailed maybe you don't like it but as I said, don't mind me if you don't feel like writing something about this 💌 have a good day/night 🫂 and sorry for bad eng!
Put on a Show...
cw... nsfw, female reader, public sex, a bit of aftercare, homophobia, reader being bold as hell
wc... 854
a/n... It makes me so happy to hear how much you love my writing! I've been trying to figure out how to write this for a while bc I was just so nervous but it was strangely easy and I reallyyy enjoyed writing this one!!
You and Abby were nestled in the corner of the small local coffee shop only a few minutes from your shared apartment. It was a weekly thing, a little evening date where the two of you could just relax and talk, a break between your busy schedules.
Abby had been holding your hand from across the table, gently running her thumb along your smooth skin as you talked. She was too caught up in the way your eyes sparkled and how your silky voice traveled through her ears to notice what had grabbed your attention a few minutes beforehand. The strange woman who had sat perfectly across the cafe, and the way she'd been eyeing you and your girlfriend the moment the two of you entered hand in hand. Sending you dirty looks, knowing you were looking right back.
Usually, you'd ignore the homophobic looks or even comments you'd get towards your relationship, but today felt different, something snapped, and you quickly moved to Abby's side of the booth, barely breaking eye contact with the lady.
Abby seemed a little confused, letting out a small "You okay?" as you pushed yourself against her side, and her confusion only grew when you quickly grabbed her hand and brought it to your thigh. This wasn't abnormal, but it also wasn't something you usually initiated, let alone in a public space. She wasn't one to complain though, as continued drawing small circles with her thumb into the plush of your thigh.
That worked for a bit. The lady seemed to go back to her work, ignoring the slight pda you had started just to piss her off a little. Everything went back to normal until you looked back up a few minutes later to see her staring once again. This time though, her stare held pure hatred, one so strong that made you shiver a little bit under her gaze.
Something in you told you to keep going, to go further with your actions. And so you did, you hushed Abby before she could even say anything as you inched her hand up to gently cup your mound. "What's all this sweetheart?" She mumbled in your ear, sending more heat down to your core. The way her warm breath hit your ear, combined with the risky feeling of doing something so raunchy in public made you wetter than ever.
Whining out a small, "Don't worry about it, Abs. Just touch me," You kept your hand on top of hers, making sure she wouldn't take away that delicious pressure as you slowly ground your hips into her hand. The friction caused you to let out a small moan, that was more of a huff of breath than anything.
"Quiet baby, if we're doing this you can't get us caught." Abby's voice seemed to be lower than before, and it shocked you to see how… into this, she was. Not once did she complain, letting you grind in her hand and get off in the little booth of the coffee shop, all while you continued eye contact with the lady who now looked extremely flustered.
Eventually, the woman had enough of watching you stifle your moans and roll your eyes to the back of your head when Abby rubbed that one spot just right. You watched her pack her things and leave with an aggravated sigh just as the tight coil in your stomach snapped. At this point, she was far forgotten, the only thing on your mind being Abby, Abby, Abby as you felt yourself soak through your jeans and right into the palm of her hand.
You laid your head against her broad shoulder, looking up into her eyes for the first time since you started this whole thing. "Home, please." was all you could get out, still working on catching your breath.
"Of course, princess" Was her only response, as she helped you stand on your, now weak and slightly wobbly, legs and walked you to the car. Abby quickly buckled you in before speeding home to get you cleaned up. and an explanation.
By the time you were back home, sitting on the bathroom counter with Abby gently cleaning between your legs like she always insisted, you were exhausted. Something about it being so public took a lot out of you, and you were fighting sleep at your girlfriend's soft and gentle touches.
"So," Abby began, "wanna tell me what that was about?" She had finished cleaning you up, now just holding your face up to keep your eyes on her. "That wasn't like you at all."
Your words came out in the form of a whine, sleep laced in each breath you took. "She kept staring… Looking so mean because we were together…" You averted your eyes, the ground below you becoming much more interesting. "It was like we were disgusting to her or something… so I showed her." Abby let out a small giggle, exhaustion taking over her features as well.
"So that's what it was about? If I had known I would've put on a little more of a show."
#abby anderson x reader#abby the last of us#abby tlou#abby anderson smut#abby anderson x female reader#abby anderson x fem reader#abby anderson x reader smut#abby x fem!reader#abby anderson#tlou abby x reader smut#tlou abby smut#tlou abby anderson x reader#tlou smut#tlou abby x reader#tlou x reader
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I believed that I saw a post about breastfeeding HC, And I was ashamed to answer the post, sooooo, I think if Scaramouche has Mommy Issues, he MOST LIKELY has a Mommy Kink, I mean, may anyone say "Didn't your mother breastfed you as a little boy?" And he answers with a "no, but it wouldn't be bad for you to breastfeed me", oh man, I need someone to write about this, I'm really ashamed to write when I have ideas about smut and scaramouche * blushes like a whore *
Sorry eng is not my first language and my brain died when I was writting this
yes i’m a huge breast feeding/lactation/mommy kink enjoyer 🫶
Scaramouche with a mommy kink is so real. If you spoil him, that just fuels his kink until he’s lapping at your tits and whimpering a soft, “Mommy.” He’s practically begging to breast feed from you all day until you drag him to a hidden area where he can start nursing on your tits.
Scaramouche makes it his mission to make his mommy feel good, even if him sucking on your nipples is enough to make you cum, he wants to make you feel even better. So while he’s licking a nipple, swirling around the bud with his tongue, he’s rutting his cock inside of you, leaking cum inside until you’re full. You nonchalantly comment that if he keeps cumming inside, you’ll actually start lactating. And that drives him crazy, cock hardening once more so he can dump even more cum inside of you.
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dw!! your english was perfect 🫶 english isn’t my first language either so ill never judge haha
#02txt#cw breastfeeding#cw mommy kink#also don’t feel shy abt writing !! you can always send me stuff on anon if it makes you feel better
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Dottore!
Don't ask me why Dottore has a tail.
Nsfw below the cut! Minors DNI
Warning: Tail, unprotected sex, some degrading and praise?, Overstimulation?, mention of passing out. Oh and reader is female with the pronouns of she/her sorry for bad eng.
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Contex: Dottore gave her aphrodisiac lmao (I wrote this at 2am so little effort just horny)
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Dottore wrapped his tail on her left leg while his other hand on her right while his free hand was on her waist he smirked at her while she was looking so aroused by him as he thrusted hard inside her his huge cock hitting her core just right as he started thrusting on and out of her causing her to arch her back and roll her eyes and drool from her mouth it was such an errotic sight for Dottore.
Dottore stared down at Her as she let out those loud gasps as well as moans, and he started to grunting softly because her tight hole squeezed his shaft so well, he loved seeing her like this. His mouth curved into a grin as he removed his free hand from her waist and he pulled her hair tight forcing her to face him.
He stared in her eyes watching them tear up from pleasure as his hands had a tight and quite painfull grip on her leg and hair his nails were digging on her skin these will leave marks for sure :(.
Dottore whispered to her
"My, my, you're quite- enjoying this aren't you hm?"
Dottore smirks and started to thrust deeper and faster inside her cunt while he watched her stick out her tounge drooling and muttering like a slut keeping her close to him,
"Answer me, you little slut." His tone was demanding and harsh :(.
She could not answer him she was to lost in her thoughts as he countinued to abuse her tiny cunt with his huge cock~.
She squirmed and moaned feeling so little under him, Dottore continued to pull her hair and kissed her lips. It was obvious that this was one of the best pleasure points for Dottore, as he moved his tongue into her mouth while he started to suck on and bite her bottom lips.
Dottore started to moan and suck on her lips even harder his sharp teeth bitting it softly time to time. As he said once again
"Answer me."
Dottore started to release her mouth from his looking into her fucked out face as he waited for her response, she finally moaned it out,
"Y-yes"
He replied:
"Good girl~"
He countinued thrusting hard and fast in her pushing her down further into the bed, her body was giving up she felt like she was gonna pass out from all the pleasure he was giving her. Dottore was so cruel with her body using it as if it was a toy :(
after a short while he cummed inside her shooting strings of his warm sticky liquid. She moaned out loud as she reached her climax and feeling his semen seep out of her, Dottore was forcing his cock deeper into her as he cummed, he liked the idea of her being filled up by him so full she starts leaking.
Dottore looked down at her seeing her fucked out face and her shaking legs brought him a smile, he didn't pull out of her keeping all his liquid deep inside her. She can't protest or anything she was to tired to even talk:( guess she'll have to sleep like that.
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my thing about izaya is that he's so strange and weird and i love that so much. i didn't want to ramble too much in the notes of that poor person's post but i find the way he speaks and the words he chooses so interesting so let me ramble a little bit. this may or may not even be coherent so bear with me here im just going to speak my thoughts.
ok this got really fucking long and all over the 0place so im putting this under a read more sorry.
so i have volume 9 of the novel in both english and japanese. i only have two novels in japanese and that is this one and yuuyake wo. so i'm pretty crazy about this izaya speech analysis shit. anyways i was rereading thru the jp ver the other day just to compare it to the eng and i kinda realized that like.
a lot of people you can separate their speech in either formal and informal speech right? someone like shizuo speaks really informally and uses a lot of rough, dragged-out versions of words and stuff (しゃーねえ vs しょうがない) and then someone like shinra who speaks in a ton of yojijukugo and generally sounds like a nerd emoji gijinka.
izaya on the other hand rly... doesn't fit in either? i mean sure he sounds like another nerd emoji gijinka but it's kinda different. it's not so much the words he speaks but rather the intonation and his tone...
and he has his moments where he speaks pretty seriously and whatnot of course, but in general he just... doesn't sound very human when he speaks? i don't know if that's a conscious effort or not. is it his attempts at distancing himself from his own individual humanity? or is it just because he's a weird guy? i dunno. but it's interesting nonetheless.
one thing i will note though is that despite his somewhat inhuman speech patterns, it's also pretty...dramatic? to the extent where it's really exaggerated but also very cute and charming. (this part is important.)
i think a lot of what makes izaya's speech so weirdly inhuman is because he doesn't really use a lot of slang or similar lingo that people his age would typically use. i know mikado said in the novels that he doesn't really try to fit in with his age group's fashion sense either so it makes sense but still. he's like an old hag it's so funny. and it's because of that that when he says stuff like 'i don't get all hot and heavy over headless women' or whatever he said to celty it's really amusing to me because like... why is the strange man saying this?💀
another example i kinda giggled about on my twitter when i read it it's not even crazy and i sound corny and cheesy and stupid but theres this scene in vol 9 where izaya messages celty for business and hold on let me just put it as a quote.
he sounds so old saying 'video game' like 😭 idk it's just funny cause he barely even knows anything abt games like bro knows nothing im crying
in the jp hes like 「…ゲーム中なのかい？」 and then when celty tries to explain herself he says 「何を言ってるのか、良く解らないんだけど」 and im rly bad at tling parts of sentences and stuff but just know that the way he words it makes it sound like this gif to me
i love both versions i think the original jp makes him sound like hes so lost and confused (hence why pw gif cause lord that man always looks lost LMFAOOOO) and then eng tl just blunt ass "I don't know what you're talking about." makes him sound like full on hag 😭😭😭
OMFG WAIT I HAVE TO MENTION THIS FUCKING SCENE WITH SHINRA ITS SO FUNNY.
first i think it's funny the translation has izaya say fuck here cause he very rarely swears and i did read this one thing about how he only swears when his mask slips so to me this is like genuine bewilderment that he cant even hide LOL. second why is he so excited to hear about 'whatever sexual fetish' shinra has im crying he's so damn nosy . okay but this is not the funniest part let me add that now.
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ehy the hell is izaya orihara talking about foot fetishes???😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 im crying bruh i was so flabbergasted when i read this i was like WHAT did he just say? he says it in the jp ver too which just makes it even funnier. this goes back to what i said earlier but i always get so amused when izaya has something to say about sex or whatever cause he's so fucking weird and unsettling why does he know that
(i mean i also get so hard i nearly pass out thinking about izaya tlaking about sex but thats probably just a thing with my heart condition and stuff)
oh also another scene i think is really cute and amusing and funny is back when shinra was first still trying to get izaya to form the bio club w him.
1. shinra is funny as fuck in this scene but also izaya's "Hmm. Can I punch you?" made me havbe a good laugh. in the jp he says 「んー。殴ってもいいのかな？」 which is pretty much the same thing just with the intonation of like 'hmmmmmmmmm should i hit u or not...' sorry like i said im just bad w explaining this stuff. but i felt the need to point it out not cause im one of those annoying ppl who praise the original jp ver and reject translations and localizations i just think it's important for izaya specifically cause i love him and i want to analyze his speech patterns as best as i can.
i was going thru the novel just now for other stuff i wanted to mention and i forgot abt this part but it's so funny.
'Let's not get hasty. Type calmly, please.' its not even funny or nothing i just find it so amusinf whenever he talks like that💀 i will say though the english translation kind of makes him sound more weird and inhuman than the original. that line in the original was basically just him telling her she needs to calm down enough to at least type properly LOL. idk if im just being nitpicky cause this is izaya tho so feel free to ignore that. fwiw i like the eng tl bc while it's a different intonation than the original japanese ver i think if he did speak english it would probably sound smth like that anyways.
this too made me laugh like ??? seriously he is really nosy when it comes to people's intimate affairs. in the jp ver he calls them an 'intimate couple' which just is like .. ok bro💀
does anyone else see my vision of izaya getting cucked by celty (does it count as cucking when celtys the one dating shinra) while he looks sad and pathetic and miserable that he never decided to shoot his shot w shinra back in the day
if i were commenting on the actual stuff going on in this scene rn this post would be a lot olonger and even more terribly all over the place so im just gonna focus on how i think it's funny izaya says 'easy, man...' this is like one of the only times his words are somewhat natural and sound like smth you would hear someone else say. in the jp ver it's 「おいおい…」 which is somewhat less out of left field in terms of coming from izaya but still it's pretty surprisingly normal. i have to wonder if in that moment he's too worried about shinra to care about keeping up appearances.
this is just random and me making fun of izaya as usual but why the hell does he weigh himself after his showers💀💀💀 it's cute and endearing and only adds to his strong gap moe but still... it's strange...
speaking of cute things this is from a volume i forget but he says this one phrase a couple of times and it is just both really cute and also kind of idk... saddening. one of the times i can remember he says it is when namie was making fun of him or something and he replies 'Don't tease me. I'm only human.' or something along those lines and it's like . hm. ok.
i think it's cute he says 'dont tease me' a few times cause eughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (trying to ward off severe brain damaged incoherent thoughts) but 'im only human' is like... are you really? even after you try so hard to escape your own humanity and individual self so much... im going to try and give my thoughts on it here but this is just based off my hc that izaya has bpd so yanno. im basing a lot oif this on my own experiences sorry. i do that a lot. (gestures over to all the posts i make abt fob/mychem fan izaya)
when it comes to just straight up acknowledging his humanity izaya has no problems with this because 'sure, i'm human. isn't that obvious?' is probably something along the lines of what he thinks. it's easy for him to just say that because it's just that. it's just words. it holds no real meaning and shows no true insight into how he actually perceives himself. but when it comes to actually having to come face to face with his own humanity and the fact that yes, he is only human, it's a lot more difficult because now it's out of his control. i wonder also if he has problems with perceiving his own self.
i say this a lot but i truly do believe izaya is so so so beautiful and i love him so much. also i just saw a funny post on twitter so i wanna say this here idk if yall know this but izayas actually a latina hes got chismosavirus❤ ok thats all i have to say sorry for rambling so much
#my media literacy suddenly skyrockets when it comes to izaya#anything else im like zzzzzzzzzz as soon as its time to talik abt izaya im like I'M UP !!!! 💯💯💯💯#but ya this isnt meant to be like anything crazy or nothing i just felt like talking abt izaya and some stuff in particular i found amusing#sorry if i sound stupid in some spots im trying not to just add 20 skull emojis or crying emojis and make fun of him#it's either that or im trying not to sexualize him#it's a battle. it's prety hard.#theres a REALLY easy joke i could make there but im not going to . im gonna be mature .#ok sorry thats all i dont have enough energy to think anymroe#i started new meds today and my heartds feeling a little funny so imight die after posting this</3
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Are you allowed to do jealous wally x Gn! Reader? The reader was playfully flirting with their friend (AS A JOKE. It can be any friend you want except the neighbors) wally was mad jealous to see what happened,
If ur closing requests, feel free to ignore this. Also is this okay? I'm sorry if this is cringe or bad grammar (not good at eng)
- 🍬🍭 anon
Sure I can do that! And I don't usually close my inbox bc if someone has a request they need to get out before they forget, or they just wanna chat then it's open for them.
𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠
Jealousy. That little monster we all gain at some point in our lives.
Today Wally just gained that little monster after he saw you and your friend flirting.
You and (friends name) we're just harmlessly flirting, something all best friends do.
But Wally didn't understand that, you came from a different world and he came from well uh... You didn't actually know. You just knew that he was the star of a TV show for children that eventually got shut down.
Wally didn't like how close you both were
Your faces almost touching
As he stepped closer he heard all the flirting
"Y/n your eyes are like (whatever gemstone your eyes are similar to ig)"
"Aww thanks you (f/n) you're the sweetest!!"
Eventually Wally got tired.
Even though Wally is small he is mighty
He picked you up bridal style and took you home.
Confused you questioned him
"Wally?! What are you doing?" You exclaimed
"I'm taking you home darling." Wally huffed
You were utterly confused
Wally never acted like this before
After you both returned home you asked why he took you away
He didn't give you a proper explanation he only said:
"𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠."
After that day you apologized to your friend
After that you kinda figured he was jealous
{Thank you 🍬🍭 anon for requesting I hope you liked it! As always hearts and reblogs are always welcomed along with questions, comments, and requests}
#x reader#gender nuetral reader#fluff#welcome home#welcome home x reader#jealous wally darling#wally darling x reader#jealousy#welcome home arg#wally darling
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what if Abby goes to art school?
one day she finds herself walking past the room reserved for dancers and sees one of the most beautiful girls in the world, reader, on the floor- eyes filled with tears, bruised bottom lip between her teeth and broken pointe shoes in front of her
Abby frowns wondering why.. thinking something like "they're just shoes" but when her friend walks by, noticing who she's looking at, she says that reader probably can't afford new things, not having enough money and Abby's heart tightens
what do you think she would do? buy her new ones? ❤️🩹
(and i'm sorry for bad eng kittie </3 ily sm thank you for being here and making me so happy! i'll always support you queen)
firstly thank u for being so kind! your message was totally understandable with great english 💗
and oh goshhh, as a ballerina this hurts my heart!!! i think abby wouldn’t want to embarrass you, and also — her little gay heart totally panics at the idea of overstepping with you so she’d find out your size from someone else and leave a pair of new pointe shoes for you in your locker in the changing room (or wherever your locker is) with a little note attached saying ‘you’re way too pretty to look so sad. hope you don’t find this creepy, enjoy the shoes — A’
and then she realises oh god she sounds like a total creep. signing herself off as A?????? she hopes you haven’t watched PLL and don’t think you’re being blackmailed. thankfully, she sees how overjoyed you are with your shoes and decides it’s safe to approach you and make herself known 😩
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Idia's Signature Spell Is So.... Meh....
Dude, Idia's signature spell is LITERALLY JUST A FUCKING KEY!
It lets him open a fucking door in S.T.Y.X. headquarters.
WTF?!
Everyone else has really (some of then) fucking cool signature spell, and he just got the short end of the stick.
Fucking hell.
ANYWAY!
If you're curious, Ima list out the characters and their signature spells! (Don't worry, I'll link the post I got this info from here.)
Riddle - Off With Your Head - He basically puts a heart collar on someone and they can't use magic. Only he can take it off.
Trey - Paint The Roses - He can overlay an item's sensory characteristic with another characteristic of his choosing. Can sometimes work on magic, but it's not easy.
Ace - The asshole doesn't have one.
Deuce - Double Down - You hit him, he stores up the energy and hits back twice as hard. (Only with magic though) He has to reach a minimum to be able to use it though.
Cater - Split Card - He can split himself into multiples of himself. The more clones, the harder it is to do.
Leona - King's Roar - He can turn anything he touches into sand, even people. He has to do a chant though.
Ruggie - Laugh With Me - He can control a person by having them copy his movements. The more people, the harder it is, naturally.
Jack - Unleash The Beast (what are you, fucking Hulk?) - He can turn into a wolf. That's it.
Azul - It's A Deal - He can technically just take someone's magical ability, but that can cause harm and fast blot accumulation. To compensate, he creates a contract that could potentially take the signers ability depending on the terms of the contract.
Jade - Shock The Heart - He can force a person to truthfully answer any question he asks. However, they have to look directly into his left eye, they can't be too trusting or have strong mindsets or be very loyal, and it only works on the person once. (Kinda a shit ability to have that many requirements when compared to the fucking mind control abilities that don't need anything)
Floyd - Bind The Heart - He basically makes a force field (not really) around him that deflects magic attacks, making the magic attack miss him. Much simpler and better than whatever the fuck Jade's is, I swear.
Kalim - Oasis Maker - He can make it rain fresh water. Has to do a little chant though. (Some of these abilities, I fucking swear)
Jamil - Snake Charmer - He can hypnotize multiple people to do his bidding. Too many and he accumulates a ton of blot, and I think they have to look in his eyes? (Maybe. But also, why is controlling people easier than making them truthfully answer a question?! Wtf?!)
Vil - Fairest One Of All - He can put a curse on whatever he touches with whatever conditions he wants. He can't lift the curse at all, though, and I think he can be affected by his own curses (maybe), and I believe he can put a condition that gives the curse a time limit? (There's a lot of maybes on his. Sorry)
Rook - I See You (what a terrifying name holy fuck) (My bad, the ENG name is Arrow Afar. Idk wtf is up with JPN tho) - He can mark someone with his magic and track them. However, if they end up somewhere with magic blockers, he can't track them (obviously).
Epel - Sleep Kiss (The ability is too cool for that shit name) (Nevermind, the ENG name is Crimson Slumber which is much cooler) - He can make a glass coffin around someone that forces them to sleep inside. It also protects the sleeper, so it's either a defense for them, or a prison to keep them contained.
Idia - Gate To Underworld - He can open and close a fucking door.
Ortho - Poor little guy doesn't have magic.
(Ok, these below I'm not too certain on, so some of them may be wrong)
Malleus - Fae Of Maleficent (right on the nose) - He can make anyone near him fall asleep. (No more sleeping problems for Yuu)
Lilia - Far Cry Cradle - He can see fragments of memories attached to items or people he touches. (Silver could never keep a secret from this man)
Silver - Meet In A Dream - He can enter people's dreams. Very simple.
Sebek - Living Bolt - I'm not too sure about this one, but he either uses very strong lightning magic or actually turn into lightning. (Crocodile lightning.... pfft)
So yeah. that's pretty much it.
Some of these abilities are kinda shit. (Jade, Idia)
But the rest are cool I guess.
#twst#twisted wonderland#disney twst#disney twisted wonderland#idia#idia shroud#idia twst#idia disney twst#idia twisted wonderland#idia disney twisted wonderland
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INMF ENG Translyrics
i totally didn't forget to post these
so inmf won in the poll i've made and!! here it is! i will most likely post the purge march later since it got the second place
(actually maybe it's for the best that ily got the last place bc tbh.. i don't think my translation of it is that unique or interesting? :'D)
uhhh you can suggest songs to translate?? if you want??
i will talk about it more in the notes but yes i tried to make the lyrics closer to the original jp version. official eng translation scares me and i can talk about it for hours but i am probably not supposed to use my linguistics major privileges for this
i hope it's not too similar to the other inmf translations?^^'' i've tried to make it sound unique but idk idk..
Ah yes, you see, I knew I'm gonna win
That's how it's always been all this time
I was born under a lucky star
That's why no matter what everything will be mine
My gentle sting is enough to control them all
Can't get enough, this is so exciting!
But if you envy me and wish to run away
Better listen to what I've got to say
You know what's gonna happen to you, right?
Don't you, don't you
Know it's not my fault?
I could never be wrong, I never make mistakes after all
Do you see it?
Come on and bring it
Bring all that honey to me
And worship me forever
Don't you, don't you
Know it's not my fault?
You wanted to forgive me, it's true, I've seen it all
Glad to hear it, I can't help it
Go take a look at me and say how pitiful I am
(You know it's not my fault
You know it's not my fault)
Sorry, sorry
It hurts, doesn't it?
I swear, I didn't mean to wound you so bad
You're just a little annoying and I promise that's all
So we're even and now I can leave you alone
My gentle sting is enough to control them all
Can't get enough, this is so exciting!
But if you envy me and wish to run away
Better listen to what I've got to say
I've told you about the consequences, right?
Don't you, don't you
Know it's not my fault?
I could never be wrong, I never make mistakes after all
Do you see it?
Come on and bring it
Bring all that honey to me
And worship me forever
Don't you, don't you
Know it's not my fault?
You wanted to forgive me, it's true, I've seen it all
Glad to hear it, I can't help it
Go take a look at me and say how pitiful I am!
Hold on a minute
Let's imagine, hey, what if
I'm really guilty, so what am I supposed to do from now on?
Tell me, tell me
That you won't hate me
What happened after all that pain, it doesn't matter at all
Just wait a little, you know it's not my fault
You get it, right? Actually, maybe you're the one in the wrong
Glad to hear it, I can't help it
Go take a look at me and say how pitiful I am
(You know it's not my fault
You know it's not my fault)
Ah yes, you see, I knew I'm gonna win
That's how it's always been all this time
I was born under a lucky star
That's why no matter what everything will be mine
Translation notes:
You know how like. You know the official eng translation is going to be fun to read (or painful. depends on how much you care about the character) when it literally hits you with the very first sentence being translated in a weird way. I respect the queen bee symbolism, but like.. Maybe it's just me, but "I told you I'm queen" and "I knew it! See? I win!" give off very different vibes to me?
The original mentions Muu being talented, but I went with "I was born under a lucky star", kind of like a reference to her being pretty, rich, popular, all of that, and her "natural talent" can count as that too.
I overall tried to make these lyrics sound more.. maybe playful? Maybe more like a teenage girl? I didn't really want to make Muu sound like a villain, so I kinda. Made this translation more soft compared to the official one, maybe?
"You know it's not my fault" is also kinda supposed to be sort of like.. Muu is sort of going "Don't you know it's not my fault?" in the beginning of the chorus, but then she sounds more assertive and goes "No, actually, you KNOW it's not my fault". That was my vision.
"You wanted to forgive me, it's true, I've seen it all" is kind of a fun fourth wall thing. If I'm not wrong, the original mentions everyone wanting to forgive her as well, but here I also kinda. Made a little reference to the voting system. As a treat <3
THE ORIGINAL DOESN'T MENTION MUU "DOING THIS JUST BECAUSE SHE'S BORED"?? I THINK?? Instead, the original mentions someone who Muu ended up hurting doing something to offend or annoy her, so i tried to include that. AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE ARE JUST THE SAME MUU. The original makes so much more sense, since it's like. an eye for an eye and all that stuff..
"What happened after all that pain, it doesn't matter at all" just a reference to "After Pain" just like in the original and in the official translation!
#again i'm not fluent in jp so i can make some mistakes and most of my notes come from my own knowledge of japanese#and some other translations i've read!#milgram#muu kusunoki
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Morning (shin soukoku)
So eng is not my first lenguage and i write this at 1am so im sorry if something is write bad or ooc
angst(? Or at least i try
So atsushi has been with the (now) corpse of akutagawa, the ada and the port mafia have alredy clean the scene, dazai him self along with another ada members try their best to get atsushi to go home but its like he can't hear them he is just static looking at the mix of dry blood, tears and the organs that can be seen through the hole of his neck and the rest of his body, Atsushi may have never love him in a depper way, he even mess one time with the admiration that he felt for dazai to get him out of the way whitout care of him diying when he jump for the comunicator.
But also he felt like he was the only one who could understand him, he dossent know exacly a lot of his past because he always start to get werid when he ask about it but the little that he knows (mostly because in a party between the ada and the port mafia he got so drunk that he told him a little)
The way that dazai was always hitting him and even shooting at him he knows that his trauma maybe not be THAT extreame but that make him feel like he is one of the few who can sincerely say to him "i understand you" without been a bold face lie, maybe that's why when the funerary services arrive he held onto his coat it was his last renember that he was not alone in the world and that maybe in diferent circunstances they could been friend and maybe in a much more different universe they could been a couple.
Maybe if dazai has never cross ways with them, maybe if the money wasn't that important they could live a normal life without seen the pepole they care about die, without straving, without killing.
#port mafia#nakajima atsushi#bungou gay dogs#bungo stray dogs#sskk#shin soukoku#soukoku#akutagawa ryuunosuke#dazai osamu#ada#bsd#fanfic#bsd fanfic
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˗ˏˋ play with me ´ˎ˗
□ pairing : sub!hisoka x dom!reader
□ genre : smut (18+ mdni istg)
□ words : 2.3k
□ summary : boyfriend!hisoka leads you on during a call with the troupe, you end up spoiling him until he reaches his limit
□ warnings : smut, gentle fdom, teasing, petnames (baby, good boy, mistress, etc), praise kink, thigh riding, mild spanking, handjob (m receiving), nipple play, edging, overstim, basically filth and a few fluffy moments, eng not my native
You and your lover got comfortable on the couch after a long day at Heaven’s Arena. Hisoka wanted to continue the series you both have been binging on these last few weeks.
Your phone dinged. You got a text message from none other than your boss. It was late so you wondered what it was possibly about.
22.30 | Lucilfer : Good evening, y/n. I still don’t see you in the call?
Glancing at the time, you realized the Troupe's emergency meeting started fifteen minutes ago. You completely forgot about it.
22.31 | You : Good evening, boss. I apologize for not telling you before but I had to take care of a family matter. I’m joining the call right now.
What an ancient excuse. A family matter?! You bit your lip, nervous as you lied to the chief. Well, not exactly lying… Hisoka is family, right?
22.31 | Lucilfer : I understand.
You rushed to your room to grab your earphones but to no avail. It probably slipped somewhere. In any case, you didn’t have time to waste so you decided to join the meeting without them.
You walked back to the living room while it was still Chrollo’s turn to talk, you took the TV remote and paused the current episode playing.
“Sorry, baby, I promise we’ll continue the show after my meeting. I can’t believe I forgot-“, something in Hisoka’s grasp caught your eye.
They were your earphone case. His face was smug but you didn’t know he wasn’t planning on giving it to you. Yet.
“Hisoka you found it!” you turned to him, glimpsing at the screen to make sure you’re muted. you tried to take it from him with one hand but his hand moved further away. you lost your balance and almost dropped your phone.
“I- what the hell are you doing?” you whisper-yelled at your boyfriend. Chrollo suddenly saying your name made you panic.
“Y/n. are you perhaps in the middle of something?” you unmuted yourself.
“Oh um, it’s nothing, boss. All good now!” You let out an uneasy chuckle while straightening yourself.
“Right.. the crucial part is coming up so I need everyone’s full attention.” You nodded and went back to ‘mute’.
Unbelievable.
“You’re being a bad boy right now, Hisoka…”
The pale-skinned man smirked and hummed, his face creeping towards your ear, though not close enough to appear on your camera, thankfully.
“Then don’t you think bad boys like me should be punished, y/n~?” you pinched your nose bridge and sighed with realization that this is a part of his little game and you of course weren’t going to give in.
“I bet you can’t punish me, you’re too nice~” he challenged. He brought his hand to your thighs, rubbing and massaging softly. He went to your belly next, then under your breast. With him pressing on the nice spots, you groaned, heart beating rapidly. Persistent, you snapped out of it, shook your head and pushed his hand away.
You didn’t want Chrollo to suspect anything weird.
“Hmph! I see how it is”, the man huffed in annoyance. Hisoka abruptly left and soon after, you heard shuffling sounds coming from the bedroom.
You didn’t understand why Hisoka was acting like a brat, but now that he was somewhere else, you could calm down and listen to Paku and Shal’s thoughts on the blueprint in turns.
“Hey y/n, do you think we should come in from the underground parking together or through entrance A and B?” Shalnark’s cursor pointed to both entry points on the shared screen.
“I prefer the second idea since we’d get to monitor our targets closely, yet from different points.”
“I like this viewpoint. It’s decided then.” The troupe’s leader added.
A couple of minutes went by. The troupe was currently going over the scheme once again. You didn’t realize the red-haired man had been standing in front of the TV with hands resting on his hips until you stretched your shoulders and neck. You also took note of the change in his whole outfit.
“What the-“, you remarked in a high voice, but he was still too upset to make eye contact.
Hisoka had put on a matching set of pajamas consisting of a star and teardrop long-sleeved crop top which showcased his beautifully sculpted abdomen and a pair of cuffed lounge pants with the same pattern. To top it all off, the material wasn’t thick enough to conceal the giant bulge poking from between his thighs. Your mouth was slightly agape.
He noticed you observing him from head to toe and it only made him more confident in his mission. The sight was too much for you. He was already driving you insane just by standing there and looking the way he was. You knew better than to take your eyes off the meeting, so why did you?
He made some cards appear from behind him and took a seat on the floor. He had a serious look, occupied with his tower of cards while you, on the other hand, kept shifting in your seat because you could feel your core starting to soak.
He caught you with those desperate gestures without having to look up and grinned, satisfied that the stunts he pulled weren’t for nothing after all. Curious…
“Y/n would you like to add anything? Any questions?” Shizuku confirmed.
“Huh? N-no, I think I’ve got it, thanks!” You blinked a few times and pulled yourself from picturing any more dirty images of the beauty in front of you. Finally, everyone bade farewell to each other. You were quick to leave the video call and put your phone aside.
You stood up and leaned forward with your hands on your knees, taking a deep breath, “You look super cute”, no answer.
“What did you need, baby?”
“I only wished to play with you~” still concentrating on his own activity, his voice was very low but there was that needy tone he knew gets you every time. You smiled faintly, pursing your lips, feeling guilty because you had pushed him away and were sort of meaner than usual.
In the beginning, it took you some time to see past his tough aura, figure out that he can actually become sensitive like this every now and then.
You came over to his side and extended your arms, making a grabbing motion, “Aww I’m so sorry. C’mere, my sweet boy”, silent, the redhead pouted. God, if he only knew what that signature curl of his bottom lips does to you in spite of his rejection.
Wanting to grant his wish, you slowly knelt behind him, brushing his hair while putting slight pressure on the scalp. He voiced a small whine as he subconsciously let go of the card he was holding, his body practically froze under your touch. You giggled. He always loved this playful side of yours. He loved when you call him your sweet boy.
The magician relaxed even more when you slid your hands to his shoulders kneading them. You tried pressing on various points. Hisoka let out a guttural moan and his eyes were shut which meant you got the right spots. You continued your way further down.
“Try to stay still, your hands stay on the ground, hm?”
Your fingers grazed on his abs feeling the muscles progressively tense up. They travelled upwards to lift the hem of his crop top brushed over his chest but only for a quick second making him frustrated.
His eyes opened wide at your other hand on his still-covered erection, with barely any pressure, teasing it. Hisoka sighed, his eyebrows furrowed.
You wasted no time pushing the bands of his pants to his knees as a means to lightly restrict his leg movements. You went to do the same for his boxers but realized he had decided against wearing one tonight.
The sight of his massiveness down there made you drool as if you don’t see it almost everyday. Your eyes shone and you hummed, licking your lips. It make your panties even damper knowing that he and his member were as excited as you are.
South your hand went towards the area of his manhood, not touching it yet.
“I’m going to start playing with you. If you’re uncomfortable, I’ll stop immediately, are we good to go?”, you affirmed in between kisses you peppered along the veins on his neck.
“Yes, mistress”
“Alright. Remember the safe word?”
“Bubblegum”, you closed off his sentence by licking his jaw, then his neck, making random lines.
“You’re so good”, you uttered in an alluring tone, “my tongue can feel how good of a boy you are, Hisoka”.
“Ughh~”
After licking your palms, you started slow, pumping his long cock and letting him adjust. Soon enough, you were gaining momentum. His eyes clouded and his groan breathy.
“Oh~ that’s s-so good y/n~!” There you were, stroking his thick shaft up and down at a nearly insane speed while trying to focus more on the tip. You clenched your fist harder on that part. At that moment, you had Hisoka’s hands clutching onto the fluffy carpet underneath.
A single twitch of his crotch was all it took for you to stop.
“Ah~! W-why'd you stop?” You were going to give Hisoka some time before you bring this to the next step. A little punishment if you will. Your hand had left his needy, blushing cock and your other one cupped his jaw, making him look to the side so you could see what a mess he had become.
Your eyes met his practically closed ones and he looked as though he was intoxicated. It was obvious that this delay will only make the male drowsy and that you needed to finish your job.
Pecking his lips turned into a more passionate intermezzo. His lips were fiercely entangled with yours like two animals fighting for territory. You had his nipple between your fingers, rolling and twisting it delicately. Hisoka’s repeated whines muffled by your hungry mouth.
His eyes were shut until you let go to stand up, inviting him to the sofa. You signaled for him to place himself on your thigh, facing you. His hands were behind him, handcuffed by one of yours.
“We’re going to continue. Now, I want you to rub yourself using my thigh”
He didn’t have to be told twice. The tall magician swiftly positioned his hard length to his liking and ground away, simply relying on his flexible hips. His gradually increasing pace screamed urgency and you smirked.
Your free hand pinched one of his nipples and you licked the other.
“Oh my, what do we have right now. So desperate, grinding on his girlfriend’s leg”, you teased, giving his ass some spanking along the way.
“S-shit, darling, almost there~”
It was the opportunity for you to finish him off on your own. You stopped the man from humping as soon as you started stroking him, fast. It caught him of guard, but it never cut off all his hissing and growling. He sounded like a beast, pleasing to your ears, nonetheless.
Just like that, he gave a signal indicating that his release was near.
“Mhm, I love touching your cock like this, come for me, Hisoka, come like a good boy”
With words of encouragement, he shot his load, the white mess painting your digits.
Your words had driven him nuts or rather his nuts were the ones driving you to this state. Your hand was already numb, you didn’t care.
He thought it was all over until you continued to pump on his aching length mercilessly.
“Haaah~ please, n-no more”
“What? I can’t hear you over the dirty sounds your pretty cock is making”
His head fell back and his body was trembling like crazy. This time, his hands were freed and you were able to play with his balls too. His hands were on your shoulders and they were shaking from the heightened pleasure.
“Nghh, s-stop it’s too much, I’m cumming again~” Hisoka released his liquid harder and everywhere, from his chest to your shirt. You also felt something cold hitting your neck.
You watched as your handsome lover fixed his ragged breath and spotted some of his juice that stuck to his chin, “Oh my, hold on. I’ll be right back”. That said, you hurried somewhere and brought back a towel dampened with warm water to the room and cleaned him up thoroughly.
You were cautious and attentive, slowly leading his heart to return to its normal beat. Later, you took of your top and scrubbed the stain before throwing it in the laundry basket.
“Thank you, I enjoyed it very much, my sweet y/n~”
“No probs, baby, let’s continue the show”, you giggled, biting your lips while you played with his now messy red locks.
He noticed that both hands on your lap were like a statue, stationary since the TV was turned on, without fidgeting like you usually do which confused him. Truly, the series had you engrossed.
“Are your wrists okay~?”
“They are, don’t worry”, Hisoka pulled you to his lap and embraced you tightly.
“Do you want me to eat you out so you can relax more?”
“You jester”, you gasped, your cheeks turning red thanks to your boyfriend’s bold question.
A few moments later, his hand held up an object in front of you, his lips touching your ear as he purred, “by the way, here are your earphones, and just know my offer still stands~”.
a/n : hi ! you made it this far woah, thank you so much for reading my first fic on tumblr, stay tuned for more !
ps : don’t be shy to hit the ask button for requests
till next time, love you mwah ♡
#hunter x hunter#hunter x hunter x reader#hisoka morow#hisoka x you#hisoka x reader#hunter x hunter smut#hisoka smut#swooay gentle fdom
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