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livfastdieyoung69 · 1 year

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Nikki sixx or Tommy Lee x reader where reader is like a famous pop star bubbly persona and she meets them at a award show maybe (Turns out she’s a metal head)

Award Shows

(90s!Nikki Sixx x Metalhead!bassist!reader)

Award shows suck. Sure, you might win some cool award and get your five seconds of fame but was it really worth sitting at a table with a bunch of people you either don’t know or probably hated all night long? On top of that, there was no alcohol in sight. So here Y/N stood in the world's most uncomfortable outfit, with the guitairst of their band, Kacey Towers, whispering in their ear to look atleast a little happy as they tried very hard to hide their aggravation from the flashing cameras. They ignored the shouting papparazi and continued down the red carpet into the venue with a sigh.

Vinnie Lake, Static in Conspiracy’s very own singer, had already made a detour to some hot chick he saw, leaving the rest of the band to figure out where they’re supposed to be sitting. After confusingly whisper-shouting at each other for way too long, their drummer, Trip Ryke, finally went to go find a worker or something, leaving Kacey and Y/N to awkwardly stand and watch as the other artists found their seats way too easily. Y/N looked over to Kacey at the sound of him quietly giggling.

“Whats so funny, dude?”

“Look, your boyfriends here!” Kacey teased as his giggling continued. Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion before their eyes starting scanning the crowd again.

“What are you talking ab- oh, holy shit! Why did nobody fucking tell me he was gonna be here?!” Kacey kept giggling at their expense while Trip finally returned.

“What are we laughing at?”

“Nikki Sixx is here with Motley and Y/N is totally freaking out.” Trip let a little airy laugh out before speaking.

“Leave ‘em alone while they have a crisis would you? C’mon were over here.” Apparently they had been on the exact opposite side of the huge room which made sense because MC Hammer was sitting at the table they were standing by. The group weaved their way through way too many tables, Vinnie eventually joining them at one point.

“Are you sure were not lost? I think we’re lost.”

“We’re not lost Vin! Look, I see it right over there.” Trip pointed to their table as he spoke. Y/N immediatley turned around at the sight of the other band at their table but Trip caught their arm.

“No. No, no, no, no, no. Oh my god, no!”

“Oh, you’ll be fine, babe!” Vinnie had a habit of calling everyone pet names, especially his band members.

“I absolutley will not be, I’m totally gonna embarass myself infront of Nikki Sixx- who incase you didn’t notice is totally the hottest guy in the world!”

“Thanks.” Y/N whipped around with widened eyes at the sound of the smooth voice to find the entirety of Motley Crue watching the other band as if they were a reality TV show, and Nikki Sixx himself staring directly at them with a grin covering his face from ear to ear.

“You…are welcome. I totally already embarrassed myself so glad we got that out of the way.” SIC moved to sit down at the half of the table Motley wasn’t taking up, unfortunately forcing Y/N to sit by Nikki, much to their embarrassment.

“If it makes you feel any better, you’re pretty hot too. Its Y/N, right?”

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, that's me. And thanks, but I definitely don’t look like this normally, these pants are doing like half of the work. Can barely fucking breathe in these things.” Nikki let out a small laugh at their comment.

“Yeah, they don’t look very comfortable. Maybe I can help you take them off later?” It was Y/N’s turn to laugh now.

“Just cause I said you were hot doesn’t mean I’m a groupie, dude!”

“Dude?”

“Trip- the bleach blonde down there- has been saying it since I’ve known him and I’ve know him since…5th grade I think? It’s kinda stuck on me over the years.” Their conversation went silent, but not uncomfortable. Nikki spoke up after awhile.

“Hey, listen, I really like your guys’ music and I really like you, would you maybe wanna meet up and get something to eat, maybe write some lyrics or something?” Y/N’s eyes widened once again at his words.

“Yeah, I’d love that! I really like you too.” Maybe award shows weren’t so bad.

this is totally not what the request was but this popped in my mind and I thought it would be a cute idea 😭😭sorry bae

written with the 1990 MTV Music Video Awards in mind, i kinda hate this but I feel bad not putting something out so here ya go i guess! I’m gonna try to write some chapters for Bones and RND. it doesn’t really say anything specifically about it but I did make the reader a bassist cause we never get any attention and i felt like it lol

#nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx x you #motley crue #rockstar!reader #bassist!reader #LIV writes;*!

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theycallme-thejackal · 2 years

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that last prompt (handy gordon) was so good. Can you continue what happens next?

I got a lot of requests to continue this. There will be more installments.

Pairing: Lenny Bruce & Midge Maisel Rated T Warnings: Sexual Assault

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Mercifully she sleeps.

Even better, she sleeps tangled up with him, her leg draped over his, her hand resting over his heart.

He lies there in his undershirt and boxers with his arm wrapped around her, fingertips stroking her soft skin until he eventually drifts off.

He dreams about punching Gordon Ford in the nose.

He wakes before her, and as he tips his head to press a gentle kiss to her hair, he wonders if this is the first time she’s slept through the night since it happened.

She snuggles further into him, and he rubs her arm gently as he looks at the clock on the nightstand. It’s nearly nine. He can hear Abe and Rose and the Polish woman who hates his pants, but there’s no screaming or running, so he guesses the kids aren’t here.

Midge’s fingers start to trace circles over his shirt, letting him know she’s awake. “Why did you come?” She murmurs.

“Some guy put a bag over my head and threw me in a car,” he jokes.

“What makes you think it was a guy?” She quips.

“He had a mustache and answered to the name Abe.”

That seems to surprise her. She lifts her head, resting her chin on his chest. “Papa brought you here?”

“Yeah. He was worried about you. Said you wouldn’t talk to anyone about…well anything, really.”

Her blue eyes are watery, and he brushes her hair away from her face as she says, “I don’t know what to do.”

He wraps his other arm around her, giving her a little squeeze. “Well, it’s morning,” he points out. “Let’s have breakfast.”

---

This time he takes up the offer for a blintz, and he sits at the table with Midge as she picks at her food, only managing a few mouthfuls before putting her fork down. Lenny finishes his, and Abe was right. It’s fucking incredible.

It would all be so nice if it weren’t for the horrible circumstances.

“You need to tell Susie,” he offers gently.

Midge shakes her head, still picking at her food but not eating. “I can’t do this to Susie. That would be the fourth time I’ve tanked my career. I’m not doing that to her again.”

He wants to scream. The rage that roils in his gut is so strong, he doesn’t know how he’s going to contain it. “Midge,” he says, his voice low and stern. “None of this is your fault. You know that, right?”

She continues fiddling with her food. “I flirted with him. I...I led him on. I can understand why - ”

She startles as he suddenly jolts to his feet, his chair scraping loudly against the floor as he scrubs one hand through his hair. “No!” He retorts. “No! That’s not - Jesus, Midge, flirting does not give a man the right to...”

Lenny’s eyes fall on hers, wide and tearful, and he realizes he’s pacing and probably looking fairly manic. She looks scared.

He takes a deep breath. “I’m sorry,” he sighs, rubbing his hand over his face. He softens his voice but remains standing. “But you are not responsible for Gordon Ford being unable to keep his hands to himself. I don’t care if you were standing in the wings in just your show corset - you didn’t want it, you didn’t ask for it.”

Midge blinks up at him, a tear falling from her beautiful blue eyes. “I...” Her voice comes out in barely a whisper. “I don’t want to let Susie down again.”

“You’re not,” he promises, moving back to his chair. He rests his hand over hers on the table. “You’re not letting her down. If anything, I think she’ll be upset you didn’t tell her sooner. I mean this is the woman who pretended to be my drug dealer and begged me to do a show for you. You don’t think she’s gonna castrate the guy on sight?”

She looks at him and brushes a tear away with her free hand. “You never told me why.”

“Why?”

“Why you did that show,” she explains. “We barely knew each other.”

“Well, I still owed you that cab fare.”

“You paid for my drinks at the Vanguard and sent me home with a joint. I think that tab was paid,” she reasons before nervously averting her gaze. “Was it...because...”

“No,” he promises, squeezing her hand. "No, I did it because I saw you that night at the Vanguard, and I just knew. You’ve got it, Midge, and I wasn’t going to let some hack take you out of the game.”

She nods her head, a gentle smile finally meeting her lips. “Thank you,” she breathes.

“Now Miami - that, I did because I wanted to sleep with you.”

The laugh that comes out of her is music to his ears.

#midgelenny #midge x lenny #midgexlenny #tmmm fanfic #marvelous mrs. maisel fanfic #writing prompt #otp: more important than god #jackal fics #answers #angst #hurt #comfort #sad

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itsfuckinganne · 1 year

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a better update

it is December 28, 2022 n my year has been a big learning lesson. a lot of it, most of it, really hurt. I chose myself a lot this year and completed my year’s resolution which is to set boundaries. I honestly dont understand why I took this long to act upon the things I want 4 myself but im not surprised. im a very stubborn person and all I do is deflect by creating a different scenario in my brain. das why ive been in this continuous cycle of getting played by the game and I jus..let it happen. I craved things that were not ready 4 me and it made me realize how I keep repeating it LMAOOO but this year I broke some serious habits and reenforced the comfortability of my space. therapy helped a lot (shout out Tina Merced, you are a very kind woman. u are one of the only people who has figured me out..) and having a positive feedback ab my decisions and how I think helps me understand myself. it felt (past tense/explain later) really good to just focus on what I plan 2 do next year. last year I just really wanted to show up 4 everyone more so I ended up acting upon emotion rather than balancing it out w/ what’s realistic. *I forgot what word 2 use in the last sentence so I went on my phone to change the song and then I remembered. I'm listening 2 defibrillator by smino*

anyways, yeah this year I showed up for myself even if it hurt a lot to let go and I feel a lil lighter. im guilty of a lot, especially how present I am in my rlsps, and I am still for a bit more, but im doing better and those close 2 me see it. I said this all in past tense because Im a lil hurt right now, but it's just an owie. I allowed myself 2 give someone a benefit of the doubt and I feel as if they abused it a little. I know when I reread this in the future 2 reflect, I'll know exactly what im talking about. rather than feeling sad, im SO disappointed. i was feeling a lil better and I thought that would be okay, but I shouldn't disregard my accomplishments cus they're worthy of celebrating. allowing myself to forgive but just being proven right is horrible. it was a real wake up call to continue my self love journey cus I was getting some where and it was somewhere good. my best friend told me that “I know youre a good person and you do too so u dont have to give people multiple chances to prove that” and it struck hard (but 4 the better). I appreciate the transparency that I have w/ my friendships cus w/o it, I probably wouldn't b able to keep myself accountable, but I have been recently and thats why 2023 is going to be a good year. I wonder what karmic situations im going 2 be in. im not anticipating bad, but I can handle some lessons. im allowing myself 2 learn and thats my true end goal. at the end of the day, im just figuring it out. I dont think im doing that bad, but some reassurance would b amazing. I know I am worthy of everything I desire. to have, to feel, to experience. Im going 2 move forward so I can live better 4 myself. by doing that, taking this time, I can show up better. I want 2 do better, b better, all the things ive imagined myself to b. I cant believe I spent so much time settling 4 what I have cus Im constantly validated. the issues r real. I need 2 tell Tina ab this bcuz it makes so much sense. people pleasing cus nothing I ever did pleased my dad. that shit hurtsss, not gonna lie. but thats what I mean, im learning more and applying what I have 2 in my life and its working. by realizing that the pattern exists bcuz I dont rly speak or ever knew that was an issue. it hurts a bit 2 realize that someone who was a part of my life is now booted out of the next year. in pain bcuz I sat through conversations of him telling me how much he loves me, and how I cld b his polly pocket so he could take me everywhere, and how his family loves me, and all these other things and he STILL ran w/ what he wanted. honesty is the best policy and this lil set up pushed me to let go and let live. I wish I cld cry more, im purging the fuck outta this because I cannot let it repeat anymore. I also learned that some people only last so long in your life bcuz of how you coexist together. cutting ties w/ ppl you used to b family with takes a piece of you that dissipates like the rlsps thats gone. sounds dramatic, but that breakup was horrible. also, my dating life was quite the shit show. had my hinge phase, coworkers phase, toxic situation ship (two of those..at the same time but in my defense I was nvr asked 2 b a gf.), & my celibate phase. I nvr intended 2 dissect but it was rough 4 everyone I know and myself. im blessed enough 2 be surrounded by people who want whats best 4 me cus the goal is something we all agree on. 2022 you helped me show up 4 myself better. 2023 were going 2 show up better for ourselves and those around us. ive realized so much (1:11am , im sry in advance) & Ima share w/ some privacy of course. high school situationships r finally cut and I jus cant believe it but im happy 4 everyone whos living in love. realizing im the problem , speaks for itself. im officially tired. thats an update 4 ya

my fit 2day

goodnight

happy new year

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90363462 · 1 year

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Kendrick Lamar on His Upcoming Major-Label Debut, Tupac Hologram, and Fruit Snacks

Kendrick Lamar. Photo: Kevin Winter/Getty Images

On October 2, Kendrick Lamar will release his major-label debut, Good Kid, Mad City, via Dr. Dre’s Aftermath imprint. But don’t take that to mean Lamar, a 25-year-old fiercely lyrical Compton MC, was discovered by Dre. Alongside his crew Black Hippy, Kendrick has hustled for years, releasing a string of exceedingly acclaimed mixtapes and albums on L.A. indie Top Dawg before getting called up to the majors. While still in the studio, between fifteen-hour, all-night mixing sessions and family hang time, Lamar spoke to us about Fruity Pebbles, Tupac Hologram, and changing his stage name.

Do you have any studio rituals? One of the main things I gotta have is a whole bunch of fruit snacks and Fruity Pebbles and Gushers and little stupid shit like that. That and Google. Sometimes my mind be working a million minutes at one time, and I could be writing, and I could be looking at something that I wanna know about, all in one motion. People think I’m crazy when they’re watching me.

A lively evening newsletter about everything that just happened.

What kind of stuff have you been reading up on recently? I probably get in trouble talking about it. Some real real crazy worldy type things.

Did you ever worry all your efforts at a music career wouldn’t pan out? When you ain’t making no money from it, that’ll discourage you quick. You see your homeboys getting money and doing whatever they gotta do to get it, it’s easy to go negative. But through the grace of God, I stuck through it, and eventually my time came. I thought, I gotta get a [big] record, but time is everything. That’s something I didn’t know then.

You used to go by K. Dot but dropped the stage name. Why? I learned, when I look in the mirror and tell my story, that I should be myself and not peep whatever everybody is doing. K. Dot will always be my name in the neighborhood — that’s what they called me when I was a little baby running around with a basketball. But as a stage name, it didn’t work. It didn’t work because that was me emulating what I seen on TV. If I’m gonna tell a real story, I’m gonna start with my name.

One of my favorite songs of yours is an older mixtape track, “The Heart Pt. 2.” Your voice is cracking, you’re near tears … That was tapping into the emotion of the time. It was a real depressed stage in my life. You feel you got nobody. All you have is your mouthpiece to express yourself. And you hear that same tone on this album. We tapping back into it, where I was eight, nine years ago — a teenager.

How’d you and Black Hippy work your way up to Dre and Aftermath? Just with great music and word of mouth. We didn’t have no money to really push a project or nothing like that. One dude behind a computer, two other dudes behind management, and three other artists just making the music — that’s all we had. And that mentality will continue to spread. I’m sticking to the script, I’m putting that organic feeling back in the game. As long as my music is real, it’s no limit to how many ears I can grab. It’s something [Black Hippy’s] Ab-Soul told me five years ago: You can make a simple song in your little bathroom, and if it’s that good, it’s gonna get you touring all over America.

You played Coachella with Dre when he brought out Tupac Hologram. Is there any way you could top that? I don’t think I can even try to top that. I don’t think nobody should, either. Anything topping that would be the Rapture. That’d be God coming back. I’ll leave Tupac Hologram where it at, right on that stage.

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strititty · 2 years

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it’s FREE DAY and while i seem to have misplaced my ability to write (pensive emoji) i do have some wips i can post snippets of, so here! have half a fic that is based on my demonstuck series. it’s a non canon splinter where david is more of an asshole than expected and dave bears the brunt of it. noncon ahead, beware all ye who enter here. there’s not like. Full Sex because it’s not finished, but i feel it probably warrants that nsfw tag

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His hands are hot and insistent, unrelenting even as you push at him and try to squirm your way out of this goddamn mess of a situation. You don’t even know how you got here--you only know that he, the you-not-you, must fucking hate you. When he talks he sounds like you, for the most part, except when the cruelty shines through and you wonder if you’ve ever sounded like that.

“Get the fuck off,” you snap, but he doesn’t.

Despite your kicking, David - and yeah, you really have to call him that, don’t you - doesn’t get the fuck off. His shitty smile suggests that you’re hilarious for even trying to bring that option to the table. It’s insufferable, because he doesn’t even hurt you when you’re trying your damnedest to throw him.

“Nah,” he tells you, all amused. “This is free real estate, dude. I like my odds here. Thinking of takin’ up residence, makin’ myself of a good ole fashioned home. Not like you’ve got a whole lot else goin’ on.”

He kisses just on the side of your jaw and laughs softly when you swear at him, which. Kinda gay of you, but a breathy laugh near your ear makes you feel things you probably shouldn’t, which means you redouble your efforts and get absolutely nowhere.

“Can’t believe I’m modeled after something like you. You’re gonna grow up hot, jsyk,” how the fuck does he enunciate that, “but I guess I could call you cute and get away with it. Like Barbie doll cute, not Ken doll cute. Not that anyone actually thinks Ken is cute, cuz c’mon. Those plastic abs just don’t hold up.”

Part of you wants to engage in this conversation because it’s the sort of bullshit you love to riff off of, but most of you is panicking because he’s holding you down, he’s not letting you go, he’s nuzzling at your neck like baby’s sweetest prom date like ‘yes brad i’ll love you forever, i got my promise ring on and everything’. You try to whack him with your chin and he doesn’t even flinch. The sound you make when he starts kissing your throat could be most adequately described as a snarl.

“Don’t be like that, baby,” he says, so maybe Brad isn’t the best boyfriend so much as that skeezy eighteen year old worming his way into Jessica’s panties through peer pressure or whatever. It’s infuriating, and then it’s terrifying, because there’s too much weight on you and your arms are pinned on the bed and it reminds you of a dream you had once--

You bite his lip when he dips in for another one of those deceptively soft kisses and he isn’t angry. He laughs as a drip of hot blood lands on your face.

“Y’know, I’m gettin’ the feeling that you’re not really into this,” David says, as though you haven’t been making that explicitly clear with all your struggling and spitting.

“No shit he finally picks up on some social cues, give him a round of applause.” Your voice comes out caustic in a way that reminds you more of a certain angry friend you have than yourself, but you absolutely can’t think of him right now or you’re gonna be sick.

“I can change it up a little,” he continues, amused and faux-thoughtful. “Give it to you like your big bro likes it. I’m a flexible guy.”

You catch ‘big bro’ and you brain short-circuits because oh. Oh god in heaven (or satan in hell), this is your bro’s goddamn personal demon and they fucked. Of course they fucked. You knew that on some level as soon as you saw them in proximity, in the way they shoot the shit and the way they touch, but the bald confirmation of it punches you in the gut.

Not just the confirmation, but the idea that any version of you - anyone that looks even a little bit like you - anyone at fucking all - could do this to him? Hold him down? Fuck him up? Pull him apart?

What would that even look like?

You don’t realize you’ve gone slack until David laughs again, and it could almost be friendly. You know it isn’t, but if you shut your eyes you can imagine--you don’t know. You and Rose just hanging out. Stupid banter. Your own laugh when she catches you off guard.

But this is not that, and David looks you in the face with the cruel twist to his smile, even as his hand comes up to cradle your cheek.

“Maybe I’ll show you some time.”

When he kisses you again you’re mortified at how much of the fight has gone out of you. This isn’t how you were raised. Thinking about how you were raised only drags you deeper down the thought spiral, though, Bro’s imposing figure and the thought of it laid low. Laid bare. Your shoulders are shaking.

#demon next door #not canon #not safe sane or consensual #davecest #stridercestweeknsfw #lime writes

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blonkk · 2 years

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i wish i wasn’t myself i mean after every single interaction or word that comes out of my mouth i want to rip my skin off. i fucking hate being a specimen like being treated like an experiment oh you’re depressed go on zoloft. oh it stopped working go on trazadone. oh that makes you black out for 15 hours in a row so that will cure your chronic insomnia but here go on cypralex. oh you have menstrual irregularities go on birth control. oh you’re sexually active have a pap smear (maybe this one’s different but idk i hate being probed and treated like a lab rat). one doctor literally said to me he thought it’s time i get a boyfriend (i think i was 21 or 22 at the time). yeah it’s low iron take these supplements. oh the insomnia is still there do a sleep study. six months from now. in another six months i’m told “there’s nothing wrong you you just have reverse sleep syndrome, best you can do is just try to find a night job and live the rest of your life like a fucking owl.” you’re 16 and you have PCOS. you’re 26 and wait now scratch that it wasn’t PCOS at all! silly us. we don’t know what it is tho our bad. yes you definitely qualify for a psychiatrist. just to be told after years of being on a waiting list and screened for months at the very first meeting with said medical professional that i “don’t really need this and there’s no point in continuing.” ok ok things are starting to make sense you’ve got adhd. try 10 now 20 now 50 mg of vyvanse and good news it will reduce your appetite so you’ll lose weight 2 birds in 1 stone right? (my doctor actually said this to me). hmmm things keep coming up, there’s a possibility of mild OCD and probable autism. autism. you are showing telltale signs of autism

i cannot take it anymore i don’t want to be a lifelong patient fr i’m gonna be coke a hypochondriac. the scariest thing is that i think the autism thing might be real the more i think ab how i feel in social settings and how i hate talking to people and never feel like i belong and things i say get misinterpreted and i can’t read social cues….i want to be fucking normal but the more that i get dismissed or randomly diagnosed and prescribed different random shit the more hopeless i feel like whyyyy can’t i just be normal. i was at a relatives place tonight and more people than i thought were there and i had to talk to people i don’t know and when i wasn’t stretching myself thin by making polite tedious conversation and wanting to kill myself after every word i said because i never seem to be able to read the room right i was trying not to cry because there were too many people and i was completely overwhelmed. literally i hate it so much but i’m gonna be 27…. what does it even matter anymore? i’ve made it this far being fucking sick all the time and socially fucking vacant and not fitting in anywhere with anyone so i can pretty much just keep doing it. i just wish he gave me one fucking thing lol he had to make me fat annoying permanent insomniac mentally ill and apparently “neurodivergent” and weird like bro just one fucking win would be nice. like i’m too anxious to even be dependent on substances like i’m so sorry if this is fucked up but i wish could use drugs and drinking to cope but i can’t because my brain doesn’t let me relax for five fucking seconds so smoking weed makes me paranoid as hell and i literally have some sort of blockage in my brain that prevents me from getting drunk. plus i’m too anxious to ever fully lose control it’s way too terrifying for me.

basically i’m wound up tighter than a spring and self medicating is out so i just cope by coping which is getting kinda fucking hard. what happens when i lose my student coverage, how the fuck am i gonna afford my drugs?? i’m already way over my therapy coverage and see her biweekly and now only monthly. i live my life in a constant state of exhaustion and interrupted functioning as a result of not sleeping, anxiety and apparently being fucking adhd plus whatever the fuck else. i’m too tired to keep finding new ways to manage like i can’t manage anymore. i wonder if there’s really nothing wrong or if over the past 11 years no doctor has really ever been able to do their fucking job. and tell me what the fuck is wrong with me. i don’t want to be anything i don’t want to be medicated or sedated i want to be normal and go to sleep when i’m tired and smile when i’m happy and cry when i’m sad and eat when i’m hungry and speak when i have something to say. i don’t understand bro why couldn’t i have just one fucking thing!!!!!

#sorry #i’m tired #i don’t like being diagnosed but never like #actually fixed #i hate being labeled #i hate being dismissed #i don’t want any sympathy #i want a fucking brain scan #i want someone to rewire my shit #i don’t want more #medication #if i have down bad bitch disease just tell me #if i’m just a weird little freak tell me #why can’t anyone figure it out #prescribe me something useful like a paid sabbatical to the welsh seaside #i’m gonna join a cult just to feel something i stg

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wiredaughter · 7 months

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@tropetember 19: apocalypse

b.p.r.d × war on frogs ish × 1377 words × abe sapien/ofc × ao3

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Not good. Things have been plain bad for so long ‘not good’ registers immediately, before I can even parse out the problem. Then, the problem is right before my eyes; same as he’s ever been. Taller, bluer and way unholier; but essentially the same. I betray nothing, arching a brow at the Zinco grunts holding him up. A suit advances, followed closely by doctor Braun and looking straight at me. ‘Well?’

‘Well, what exactly?’ I step around the group, giving Sapien a desultory once over. ‘I’m a field agent, not a whitecoat. Can’t tell you what went wrong with this one.’

‘This is not one of ours, Rai.’ He moves towards me and I make a show of stifling a yawn. ‘We intercepted a bureau transfer, we figure they’ve started taking frogs as prisoners for research, but doctor Braun has a different theory…’

He trails off, like waiting for me to ask about it. I stretch to grab an apple from the display at the centre of the table and bite into it. Quite tart, but alright enough for ornamental fruit. Doctor Braun clears his throat, ‘Don’t you think, this could be…?’

‘Evidence of a war crime?’ It’s hard to look at Sapien but I make myself. ‘Like, experiments or…’

‘Abe Sapien!’ His overexcited squeal gives me an excuse to shiver like I’ve been wanting to since I came into the conference room. ‘I told Mr Steinbeck what I thought and well, you’ve worked with him, don’t you think this could be him?’

He’s asking, but I feel Steinbeck’s eyes fixed on me. If I slip, it’s this human shark who’s gonna catch it, not the good doctor. And if I slip, that guarantees Sapien will be tortured for information, and what about me? At that point, I’d probably be disposable. What wouldn’t I give to give him up now, but I can’t. The world is going to shit, frogs are eating everyone, I’ve severed all ties with the bureau in hopes of getting in with the less losing side, but I cannot stop the lies as they flow from my mouth, heralded by an incredulous scoff.

‘Abraham Sapien? Don’t I think? I think I’ll go with no.’ My stomach rolls as I make myself walk up to him. He’s so different from the man I remember, I knew it was him from the jump, but I know him. I can only hope whatever gave him away to me won’t to them. I take a nightstick off one of the guards, use it to brusquely tilt his head up, mouth twisted in a mask of disgust to keep my lips from shaking. ‘Where’s his nose?’

‘What?’

‘I didn’t spend my time at the bureau getting familiar with Sapien but I can tell you he’s got a nose, because I’ve broken it before. Think I could do that with your pet here?’

‘That’s your point?’ Of course Braun protests, he needs to bring the higher ups good news. ‘That he’s got no nose? I could have one reconstructed for him by tomorrow, then…’

He falls silent, must have noticed his mistake. Well, so have I. ‘Then you’d have a mutant with a rhinoplasty. Are you that invested in making this freak into a bureau agent?’

‘So you’re saying, this is not Abe Sapien’ Steinbeck’s voice is low and tempered but he’s not fooling me.

‘Sapien could quote the stoics by heart’ did that sound too appreciative? I sneer, continue. ‘Actually, shutting up was probably harder for him. Do you even know if this thing can talk? Listen, you may get Braun to niptuck him into looking more human, but what good is that?’

‘That’s all I wanted to know.’ He checks his watch. ‘Dispose of it now please, I’ll send up a crew for cleanup.’

The guards let Abraham fall over, and I distrust my luck. ‘Me? But I’m-’

‘A field agent.’ He stops at the door, giving me a look. ‘I’m sure doctor Braun can help, if you find it too difficult.’

‘Please,’ my lip curls on its own. ‘Let the good doctor go back to planning cosmetic surgery on bloody frogs, I’ll handle this.’

Just like that, I’m left alone. I still can’t look at him. I look at my shoes. ‘Can you walk?’

‘Rai, it’s m…’

‘I’d know you if you were a cuttlefish.’ I cut him off, his voice is too much and I’m still technically an evil henchwoman. ‘Can you walk?’

He can’t, at least not for long, but manages to fold himself into the rolling bin I commandeer from the cleanup guy before introducing him to my nightstick and getting his clothes. It’s sloppy, but I’m winging this, and by the time they notice anything I’m going to be far away from here and they’ll have bigger problems I’m thinking.

Sapien stares. He’s always stared at me, but now his eyes are blown out, too big in his face and it makes focusing on the road difficult. But I focus, change vehicles, repeat. No shortage of abandoned cars now that everyone is evacuating to nowhere. He follows my lead, sorts through the supplies I managed to take with, and stares. Until I cannot take any more of it.

‘What happened to your nose, anyway?’

‘You’re working with them now?’

His voice is also different, and I don’t know what to make of it. I’m a new person, he’s a new species. And we’re driving through ruined towns and precarious settlements. ‘I’m working with you.’

‘Kalmia…’

‘Don’t.’ I speed, vision blurring around the edges as it catches up to me. ‘You were dead, Sapien. Dead. No recovery, they said. So sure, it became apparent the bureau wasn’t winning this and you know I hate losing. What would you have had me do?’

‘They’re behind the plague, the war in…’

‘So it follows they won’t unleash it on their own people!’

He looks just as selfrighteous as ever, nose or not. I’ve, unbelievably, missed that. I drive into an abandoned mall’s carpark, turn the engine off. The frog carcasses littering the ground seem recent enough for this to be a safe enough bet. He goes to say something, but I’m not having it.’The bureau can’t win this, the UN can’t win this. Can’t beat them, join them, well; I managed and I won’t apologise for staying alive.’

I make for the door, but he stops me with his hand on my wrist. ‘You don’t need to apologise, I don’t want you to apologise. I know you exactly as you are, and I love you for staying alive.’

Now that’s what I’ve missed the most. His touch, his words, the implied superiority of his understanding even. It makes my mouth twitch before I’m barreling into his chest, unable to stay away for another second. He holds me there, feeling colder than i remember, but my face is hot with the tears I’m holding back so it works just fine.

‘I just cannot-’ his voice catches, and it’s about bloody time. I’m kindof tired of being the resident emotional mess. ‘I’m just having trouble reconciling that with our great escape.’

I hum, pulling back, not listening to him really. ‘Did your hands get bigger?’

‘Where does this fit in your plan to stay alive?’ He presses, undeterred as I hold our hands against each other. It’s such a silly question, it makes me forget my own.

‘The way out of this mess is through you.’ I’m not sure how I know that, but I have for a while. ‘And if it’s not, I probably don’t want out anyway.’

He smiles weird now, but I can still tell it’s a smile. If I tried smiling back, would he even recognise the gesture? I’m thinking I’ve probably changed too much for that, but he holds my hand anyway, and a better woman would take this chance to tell him she loves him and whatnot, but a better woman would have gone mad with grief as he withered, instead of giving everyone the slip and siding with the bioterrorists, and then who’d have broken him out? The smile that breaks through my face is jaded, sharp with my selfknowledge, but he seems to like it all the same.

#tropetember

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rawrmeansilyindinosawr · 1 year

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A SUBWAY LUV STORe «U n i are not tha same>

We look at each other b4 the train doors close , i leave u barely just enter Im in love with ur hello kitty ear muffs and Neon green tights and I tell u i am but it's a rat race, the subway fills and ppl push me off u and i stand frozen while the train doors close and life comes to remind me that everything goes on without my permission cuz the train runs straight ahead, i look for u in every single window and our eyes lock for the last time.

It's been a long week since i've blogged properly cuz there has been too much on my head, feelin so preoccupied emotionally / mentally .. tho still high key unemployed i've been tryna work on mi styling portfolio n focus on finishing my classes / keep networking n make good memories like .....

Gettin to k hole with my friendz and make out at the park, finding a floral Amex card on tha floor of a club n buying everyone drinks n buying urself a taxi home wiff it cuz it's untraceable <Lowkey wanting to go to target n get 10000 visa gift cards but like Lmao thts kinda mad illegal than just illegal Lmfao> holding hands with ur bffs on rooftops while having deep molly talks, taking LLO00OnnG naps wiff them n singing them to sleep, throwing house parties n making music til 3am, playing dress up with Ppl'Z boyfriends and playing sleezy photographer by Feeding K to them in random mansions in W village, Doing mushrooms on first date at maria hernandez ... N while we r tripping give each other massagez n tell each other the diff shapes we see in the sky <but get high key lied to ab how long they've been in Nyc like why do ppl lie ab little shit like that Imfao>

Im just reminded tht U and i are not the same, u clap when u land on the airplane wi clap every time i get to the right stop on tha subway! U and i are not the same, I have an pussy tat tht says MEOW , u tatted ur full name on ur knee so when u black out they know who u Are.

i kant even afford an ambulance!!!! Im still waiting for moi mf unemployment card from Keybank in the mail!!!!!! U and i r not the same , Im hurting ab another 2 1/2 week situationship and ur in a perfect relationship of a year +. What’s numbing about dating in nyc is that u never know how to truly prepare for when its last time u r gonna see someone , there are so many people who ghost u , so many people that just don’t know how to communicate (misc connections with all the disorganized attachment styles)… how do U prepare for heart ache ???? And how do u tell them and urself lovingly that it will probably be experienced many more times than we wanna believe it will ?? I think we just have to continue to accept things 4 how they Are . So…

Im gonna stop asking why ppl r the way they are and instead accept that ppl can truly just b inconsiderate n reckless loveless ppl . And that as much as i’ve tried to not fall into the prototype of the “misunderstood sad loner romantic artist bitch that no one kan console” i am often reminded that now as an adult i kan totally talk to anyone n read the room n “blend in” but that the differences r still there , and that i am still left feeling like an outsider . Sure i kan propbably say that in a positive light i may be more advanced , or think of love in more of a virtuous way , like I think mayb when ur gonna be going out of town u should probably communicate that at least a few days before u actually go , or maybe set proper boundaries so I’m not the one approving which clothes u pack in ur luggage r parent proof , but i guess every1 thinks of balance and hierarchy and boundaries in diff ways .

I Almost fought a triple cancer on the street in front of webster hall cuz he said i should go get some real chainz and i told him he was culturally appropriating cuz he had a chinese tat on his neck while he claimed he wuz half thai. He tried to correct meh and tell meh mandarin is the character while it’s a fuckin language and i rly wanted to just throw handz rite then n there plus a promoter wuz filming meh encouraging meh to . But i yam a pacifist (I don’t bite) but boy oh boy do i love barking . I yam a 10 but I bark and it hurts a lil . Tht one thing forsure ab meh is tht ima mf let u know . Got invited to b at wiz khalifas vip table n ditched cuz idk man!!

I LUVVVVV my job and modeling !!! tbh i have been in weird ass situations b4 and like hate photographers so much but like recently being on set with the 15-20 models for oun magazine this weekend was like fucking beautiful and inspiring and i love being around other artists who uplift each other n other poc queer artists/models who express themselves freely and i know that nyc has given me crazi imposter syndrome esp now that nyfw is coming up and i’m def still not 5’8+ or have a 24 inch waist but i am getting asked to attend castings and agencies are replying to all my email inquiries and i am trying my best to stay confident and accept that rejection is actually super normal in this industry and to not take it personally cuz with each rejection comes each acceptance with each casting !!!!!! Like the fact that over 1,000 models applied for the mag i was just in but meh and 15-20 others got picked out of them like …???? Henlooooo bitch thank u. Shoutout 2 rocky u kan kiss meh anytime.

YES i do 2 bumps of K for tha commute to run errands and all dat AND WHUT. molly is fucking shitty tho i Yam not touching tht shit prob ever again / def not dosing myself with 3 pills in a nite ever again like Wtf was i thinking . Also how the fuck u gonna come into my house party acting like ur too kool to talk to meh Im sorri but nxt time I c u ima let u kno in person ur a fuckin weirdo . Post molly ren is NO FUN like hell no i am not sleeping like 20+ hours in a day like tht is such a waste of life!!! I am capturing every single day as a fuckin blessing ESP cuz now i’m almost 25!!!! Im planning moi party NOW i got tha venue down just need dj’s and to make an official flyer n plan to set everything up All Kool n themed obv!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“today i am 24 and today i remember that i used to blow out each candle each year wishing i wasn't but i'm 24 now and realize we're here then we're gone and pain is simply apart of life.

this year i drove across the country...twice. i made memories with friends, both old and new. laughing and singing while we spend in beamers in vegas, buying wigs in philadelphia, eating deep dish in chicago, and passing 100mph to new york getting tattoos in places i never thought i would. this year i went to arkansas, colorado, vegas, indiana, ohio, utah, texas, missouri, michigan, and new jersey.

this year i got laid off at my 40K a year professional job as a socialworker for the LA Country department of aging and had to file for unemployment. i survived a global pandemic. this year i realized that 12 year old ren / "teresa" would be proud of who 24 year old ren is - and i know that because 12 year old ren always strived to be true to themselves, even if no one supported them or believed in them. scarred and traumatized, using tumblr as their only outlet besides trips to the hospital...this year i realized that baby ren looks up to 24 year old ren. and that if only baby ren knew that in double the amount of years they were older that they'd be living in new york, a model, tattoo artist, manager of a bar, and have amazing friends who defy society with them...rebels with noble causes....anarchists and punks...rockstars and fashion designers.....they would be grateful they were alive....blowing out each candle with sincerity, intention, thanksgiving....that pain truly does pass.....and that the world is bigger than they could have ever dreamed or imagined.....new and widened eyes baby ren blow out your candles now.

#blog

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bdoubleowo · 2 years

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“Watcher!Grian this” “Watcher!Grian” that, the only watcher Grian I wanna see is that the eldritch monstrosity watchers adopted Grian and he has No Idea He’s Not A Watcher. And they’re like embarrassing parents. Once he was like “isn’t it weird how I have so few eyes and arms and I’m so small?” And they’re like “Ŏ̷̭h̶͖͠ ̵̳̕s̵̭͘w̶̧͂ě̷̗e̷͓͂t̴͖͊i̷̦̕e̸̟͊,̷͖̇ ̷̻͐w̸͍̎a̷̧͂ṫ̵̰c̵̞̓ḩ̵͑e̵̖͊r̷͍͝š̸͎ ̶͗ͅc̶̦̔o̸̹̓m̵̘͝ë̶̦́ ̴͓̓i̶̪͛n̶͓͋ ̷̺͛a̷͍̓l̷̻̃l̷̡̐ ̴̗͛s̷̹̽ḣ̴̝ȁ̷̗p̵̠̂e̶̤͋s̷̹͑ ̷̦̈́a̶̢̓n̴̘̎d̷̢̓ ̸͎̑s̵̍͜ḯ̵͎z̸̳͌ê̶̹s̸͕͊,̶̭͋ ̴̤̍d̵̖͌ǫ̶̈n̵̢̔’̸̢̈́ẗ̶͜ ̶̼̾w̸̯͑o̷͚͐r̷̤͆r̵̫̄y̵̢͆,̸̟͆ ̴͈͋ẏ̴̠o̸͕̽u̶̫̍’̷͇͌ȑ̶̘e̶̦͠ ̸̻̍å̵̪ ̵̤̾w̴̤̎a̵̱̓ṭ̴̕c̸͍̐h̸̲͑ẻ̴̻r̸̗̽ ̷̣̆ẗ̴́ͅḥ̵́r̴͓͊o̸̳͗ṳ̸̓g̷̾ͅh̷͖͂ ̷͇͝ạ̵͘n̷̮͠d̷͙̕ ̴̳̀t̸͔̐h̶̡̍r̶̩͝ő̶̯ȗ̸̻g̵̝͑h̷̞̀.̵̙͘” (plaintext: "Oh sweetie, watchers come in all shapes and sizes. Don’t worry, you’re a watcher through and through.") and he never worries about it again.

Pearl is actually a watcher but she is also convinced Grian is a real watcher too. She’s been emulating his form since she first saw it so that’s why she looks like a person too. Martyn is also adopted but he’s aware he’s adopted. The watchers are like “s̴̠͆t̸̛͖o̵̻͝p̷̻͑ ̵̞̌h̸͇̿ã̷̡n̸̻̏g̵͓͝ḯ̸͈n̷̤̾ģ̵̊ ̸̯̏o̵͕̓u̸̲̕t̵̤͝ ̶̖͝ẃ̷͎ĭ̵̱t̸̗̑h̸̯͗ ̵̝̒t̸͓̐ȟ̸̟ǎ̷̬t̶͍̃ ̴͈̆J̵̰̇i̵̳̍m̷̪͊m̴̬͝y̸̳̔ ̸͉͝b̵̦͑o̷̩̽y̶̦͘ ̷̡͝h̵̞͒ě̵ͅ’̵̡̔ś̵̨ ̵̠̔s̸͉̿ṵ̴̃c̴̘͒h̷̥͆ ̴̦̐a̷͎̾ ̸̾͜ḃ̷͈a̶͖͒ḍ̶̃ ̵̼̕ḭ̶͝ń̶͜f̷̳̚l̷̠̾ǘ̷̘ȅ̵̞n̸̠͋c̵̦͗e̶̺̓.̷̲̍ ̴̲͗Y̴̖̿o̵͎̽u̷͎̐ ̴̤̒ș̸͒h̵̫̀ö̷̢́u̸̟̿l̷͈͛d̸̽ͅ ̷͖͐s̸̳̕p̶͙͂e̴͕̕n̷̥̈́d̴͇̿ ̸̬̆m̷̥̿o̸̟͘r̵̛̭e̸̛̺ ̶̡̆t̷̮͘i̶̧̓m̸͇͊e̷̢̓ ̵̾ͅŵ̶̪i̴̪͠t̶͉͝ḧ̵̩ ̸̻́R̵͎͘e̸͎͑ṅ̵̤!̵̰̾ ̷̝̍H̸̘͗e̵͙͘’̷̜͗s̴̞͒ ̵̭̓s̷̬̕ǘ̵͉c̷̥͆h̸̯̃ ̴̡́a̴̱͑ ̶̙̀n̴̟̾ȋ̶̘c̵̻̑e̸̽ͅ ̵̅ͅb̶̧̍o̷̢͘ŷ̷͔!̸̥̆” (Plaintext: "stop hanging out with that Jimmy boy, he’s such a bad influence. You should spend more time with Ren! He’s such a nice boy!")

#i know nothing about Evo and I don’t want to learn <3 #this au was spawned from me whining ab all the dark watcher aus and stuff we were like ‘what if it was silly’#watcher Grian #evo smp #Grian #hermitcraft #last life #watcher parent au #that’s right I’m gonna continue talking ab this one probably #Martyn littlewood #inthelittlewood #pearlescentmoon #jimmy solidarity

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elysianslove · 3 years

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oh boy idk if you’ve ever talked about this before (i’m new to the blog, and you’re so very talented!!! you make my dumb horny heart just 🦋🦋) BUT what are your thoughts on which of the haikyuu boys are best/worst at being edged? like who’s begging and crying after 20 minutes and who’s able to hold out for hoouurrs before getting just a touch whiny. i. need to know. for science 🤲🏼

thank you so much!!! welcome to the blog my love 🥺 but omg. thoughts. so many.

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CAN HANDLE EDGING

matsukawa issei; he’s purely holding out this long out of spite. as if he has something to prove, which he very much does. he’s barely bucking up into you, trying his best to hold his pants and his hisses from how borderline painful this is, but you can see how tense he is. his abs keep spasming, his biceps flexing as he fists the sheets. he keeps his legs spread for you though, lets you suck at his cock, fondle his balls, stroke at the base and squeeze at the tip with your much smaller hand. he lasts a good an hour and 10 minutes. honestly, genuinely impressive. he won’t let you get off easy though, good luck with that.

oikawa tōru; originally, i’d think he’d be so bad at this, but honestly, oikawa’s orgasm control is so impressive? even when he’s fucking you, he’s lowkey edging himself because he always holds off until you cum. so letting you edge him isn’t too much of a problem. he definitely cries and begs like a bitch, but he lasts, oh he lasts. approximately 35 ish minutes. definitely cums without warning and without permission, and you can’t decide whether he did it on purpose to piss you off or because he genuinely couldn’t continue. it’s okay, just overstimulate him till he’s crying all over again. tōru’s a very pretty crier, after all <3

kita shinsuke; oh my god, the best boy. he’d last days if you asked him to. he’ll be quietly, as quietly as he can, panting and whining and groaning, silent tears streaming down his face every time you pull away from his cock. every time he bucks his hips up, it’s followed by a trail of “sorry, sorry, m’sorry,” that it’s just so adorable. has you cooing at him, soothingly rubbing at his thigh and murmuring that it’s okay, that he’s doing so good. he lasts around 45 minutes, but when he cums, he promises to do better next time, to last longer. anything for you <3

sugawara kōshi; this fucking masochist. he likes it. he likes the pain. probably was the one to suggest it to you. he sits between your spread legs, back pressed to your chest with your hand stroking his dick from behind. you stroke at him until he’s so close and pull away, watching as his cock bobs desperately, and he moans for it. he’s so vocal about it, begging and pleading, but when you go to ask him if he wants to cum yet, he tells you, “no, no, i can— more, more.” he lasts 2 whole hours. it’s like, kind of scary. he does pass out after and actually scare, but he gets up a minute later with a cheeky smile like, “again?”

miya atsumu; like oikawa, he will cry and sob so fucking much, and he’ll make such a mess, but god, does he last. atsumu thrives off of praise, and having you tell him how good he’s doing for you, such a good boy, atsumu, all for me? has him drooling for it. both him, and his cock. he’ll get a little dumb halfway, almost just letting you use him, but he does whine a lot, crying and pleading for you to let him cum, but it’s all bark and no bite. it barely has anything to it. i firmly believe he’d be one of top, lasting around an hour and 30 minutes, just because atsumu gets so lost in everything, including giving up control.

kuroo tetsurō; another one to last mainly out of spite. he wants to prove to you it’s not much, it’s not that bad, it’s easy work. you quickly make him eat his words by the third time you pull away, and it just dawns on him that he’s the one that put himself in this position in the first place. it’s no one’s fault but his own, and because he doesn’t wanna seem like a coward, backing out so quick, he lasts at least 30 minutes, and gets through it without begging, only spitting out curses and panting and groaning deeply.

akaashi keiji; sweet boy keiji definitely lasts, all for you. he’s not too vocal either, just light curses to himself, muffled moans, broken, bitten down sobs. he genuinely does love to let you have your fun with him, because submitting to you is just so satisfying. and i can see akaashi loving edging so much because of how good the orgasm that eventually comes is. like the moment you give him permission to, he’s seeing stars, and it’s why he lasts as long as he does, why he tries to push for longer. he lasts a good 45 minutes, and he’s been trying to beat that record for a while now. don’t worry, he will.

sakusa kiyoomi; is so fucked out, so far gone, to the point that you don’t even think he’s in control of his own body anymore. even if you told him to cum, he wouldn’t. he’s so deep in this headspace of being under your control it’s incredible. it’s mesmerizing. he looks so pretty, cock so red and wet and hard as ever, painfully so, against his pale skin, twitching and bobbing and begging for attention. he lasts 40 minutes. it’s the most gorgeous 40 minutes of both your lives.

asahi azumane; so good! such a good boy!!! doesn’t last so long, but definitely tries his best for you. it’s some 20 or so minutes in that he cums, but he immediately starts chanting out apologies, begging for you to forgive him, to give him another chance. he continues to try until he can last so long, but it’s the fact that he’s willing to that has your heart soaring and your body heating up.

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CANNOT, WHATSOEVER, HANDLE EDGING

bokuto kōtarō; baby boy is crying 10 minutes in. he can’t handle it. if you tie him up, he’ll rip through them, flip you over, and fuck into you till he’s filling you up. he won’t even try. he watched a porn video where a person lasted an hour and thought, oh must be worth it, and asked you to try it on him. just. it’s just not for him. he prefers the pain of overstimulation over edging, forever.

iwaizumi hajime; please he lasts like 2 minutes. he just hates it so much. on him, at least. he can edge you for hours, and he’d the most satisfied man on earth. but sit between his legs and tease him by sucking at his cock, only to pull away just as he’s about to cum? somebody clearly has a death wish <3 but do bring it up and ask to try it! he still won’t last lol. but make him last. watch him cry. make iwaizumi hajime cry. make him. it’s beautiful.

kageyama tobio; mannnn kageyama can cum untouched, hands free, if you really tried. grind down against him for a minute and he’s cumming in his pants for you. he has no concept of orgasm control whatsoever, and if you tried it on him he’d just get angry at you??? like fine no sex for u tf. he lasts a good 5 minutes, so good for him or whatever.

kozume kenma; he wants to last. he wants to. but you have him crying, sobbing, 20 minutes in, and he just unintentionally spills down your throat without warning. of course, you’d felt the twitch of his cock, but you’d wanted to see where his head was at exactly. after he came, he felt so humiliated, but he still forced eye contact with you and went, “do it again. i’ll last an hour this time.” like ok no problem for me :)

ushijima wakatoshi; doesn’t realize he’s being edged, and when you pull away just as he’s about to cum he sits up and stares at you with a deadpan face like, “that was not very nice of you.” he just. finds it boring honestly. he doesn’t want to drag something out like that for so long. he indulges you, sure, but for like 3 minutes, before he’s like alright time to fuck you.

hinata shōyō; hinata’s just way too overexcited. he really does put his mind to it, but i think he gets too in his head about it that he just ends up cumming right away. but it’s a ruined orgasm, cause you pull away just as he’s cumming, so it’s so not satisfying, but for some reason, hinata loved it? so yeah, lasts 0 seconds, but discovers new kink!

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CAN, BUT JUST DON’T WANT TO

suna rintarō; oh he most definitely can. you cannot convince me he wouldn’t be able to. as much as suna is lazy, he’s just as impatient, and he can barely handle how foreplay seems to drag on forever. he wants to be inside you, and he wants to be inside you now. it’s ridiculous. if he could though, he’d last a good hour probably. he just really doesn’t want to.

daichi sawamura; could 100% do it if he really put his mind to it, but just. why? what’s the point of not orgasming? he just doesn’t get it </3 you can try to convince him by making him do it on you, but chances are he’s gonna realize how much he loves to do it to you only. daichi’s so possessive it’s crazy, and he gets this mischievous glint in his eye whenever he realizes how good something makes you feel, especially if it’s pain. he is a dangerous man.

miya osamu; most definitely would be able to last hours, but again, he just doesn’t want to. it’s also not one of those situations where he prefers overstimulation either. like osamu’s plenty kinky, sure, but those two aren’t what cross his mind when you say, “let’s change things up a bit.” it’s not that he gets bored of it either. he just. doesn’t wanna do it. like he can spend time making you feel good, and vice versa, with way more different things. and he seems like a very in the moment guy, like choking you in the moment or making you squirt. yk :)

satori tendō; oh tendō loves edging, just on you. he never really gives you a chance to ever try to with him, honestly. he just loves, loves, loves to edge you, but not because he wants to purposefully hurt you, but rather to praise you, to tell you how good you are for him, to make you feel so good when he finally lets you cum. if you were to edge him, he’d honestly probably last over two hours. like not even exaggerating, he probably would. but no, you’re more fun!

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theringers · 3 years

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warm showers - lando norris

summary: you get soaked on the golf course and come home to warm up in the shower

i wanted to write a whole smut about this but couldn’t stop thinking about it or get my words out so i’m just gonna write. enjoy

it’s really short and idc i didn’t feel like finishing it or editing it lmfao

also this has been in my drafts literally since the day we got this gif i just kept forgetting ab it

warnings: 18+, NSFW, smut, oral sex

Lando always dragged you to go golfing with him. You didn’t mind because you got to spend time with him and he let you drive the golf cart. You also loved the outfits you could wear while golfing, dressing up in a white v-neck polo and a baby pink skort. The skort was probably much too short, but it was just Lando you were golfing with.

It was another typical Saturday and you were through half of the course, and half of the case of seltzers you brought. You kept making a fool of yourself, laughing too loud and stumbling a bit while Lando went to hit. He loved watching you get silly drunk like this which is why he continued to have you tag along every weekend. He actually preferred to golf with you over his friends.

He had already taken away your driving privileges, so you just got to have fun and enjoy the day. You brought a speaker along so you danced around every time you got to a new hole. He kept scolding you and telling you to turn it down. The squad of old guys ahead of you definitely didn’t appreciate WAP on the sixth hole.

The weather had predicted sun today but you knew something was off when the sky turned to a dark grey. You loved storms but only in the comfort of your own home. You hated getting caught out in storms.

Still a few holes out from the end, the sky opened up and rain poured down on you. The two of you stood there in the rain, laughing at the luck you had and how wet you already were. You ran to the golf cart and slid into the seats, trying to get back to the club house as quickly as possible. Thunder rattled in the distance signaling that the center of the storm was getting closer to you.

If only the weather had mentioned rain, you would have planned and brought towels and a change of clothes. Instead, the two of you were sat in his car, dripping wet and cold.

“It’s only a half hour drive back home,” he said. “I’ll put the heat on.” He turned to you and couldn’t help but stare at your nipples peeking through your wet white golf shirt. Oh what he would do to have one of those in his mouth right now. “Cold?” He asked with a giggle and you knew exactly what he was talking about.

You crossed your arms over your chest as you started to shiver. Thankfully, you warmed up enough to stop the rapid movements before you got home. Lando’s hand rested on your thigh as he focused on the rainy roads home.

You lugged your bags into the garage, still pouring down rain soaking you even more. When you walked into the house, the AC was on full blast as it normally would be in the summer. “Of course,” you said under your breath, examining the thermostat. “I’m going to turn it up a little,” you looked back at Lando as he followed inside with his golf shoes in his hand.

“No, don’t do that. It’ll get humid in here. I’ll just go run us a warm shower, how does that sound?” He smiled, hoping to make you less miserable.

“Sounds great.” He walked to your master bathroom and the sound of the shower starting followed. You put away the remaining seltzers in the fridge and headed towards your room.

The steam was already flowing out of the bathroom. It looked perfect. You walked in and could see the outline of Lando’s body through the frosted glass shower. “It feels really good in here.” He said.

You pulled your wet clothes off and tossed them in the sink before stepping into the shower. Lando immediately wrapped his hands around your cold body and pulled you into him. The water dripped down both of you, making you feel safe and warm.

He leaned his head down to plant kisses on your shoulder. Even his lips felt warm compared to your icy skin. You responded by kissing his chest while your head rested against it.

Slowly, you bent your knees and started to kiss further down his chest and making your way to his abdomen. He was already hard as rock and you took him in your hands when you rested on your knees.

You pumped your hand back and forth a few times before taking the tip of his cock in your mouth. He moaned slightly and you looked up at him, his mouth agape and droplets of water falling down his small dark curls. “I was thinking about this all day today,” he said, running his fingers through your hair. You swirled your tongue around him before licking a stripe up from the base to the tip.

You took him in your mouth fully, gagging at the feeling earning a groan from him. Your hands rested on his thighs and you felt the muscles in his legs tighten every time his dick hit the back of your throat.

He placed his hands on the back of your head and started to push you down onto his cock. “That’s it baby,” he watched you in awe.

You continued to glance up at him between your eyelashes. Seeing his facial expressions made you go crazy.

His head fell backwards against the shower wall with a loud thump but he continued to push your head down onto him. Curses fell from his lips while you worked him up and down, using your tongue in places you knew he loved.

He started to thrust into your mouth harder, almost choking you. “I’m gonna cum, baby,” he said. After a few more thrusts you felt a familiar warm liquid shoot down the back of your throat. You bobbed your head a few more times before standing back up. You wiped your thumb over your lips and smiled at Lando.

He looked dazed from the heat of the shower and the post orgasm feeling. He moved your body so you were positioned against the wall and he got down on his knees. He used his fingers to spread your legs ever so lightly before smirking up at you. “My turn.”

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twinkleimagines · 3 years

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Hiii drew smut where they meet from Madison and have been talking and then the cast plus y/n go out clubbing and they confess there feelings / also can drew be rough.

*Keep it on the low*

Warning: smut and language.

I got carried away with this one so I hope you guys like.

“ I just feel like we never see each other anymore “ you spoke over the phone Bailey.

“ I know” she whined out. “ listen we’ll fly you out this weekend so we can hang and you can meet my friends okay? You’re going to love them “ she insisted.

“ okay” you agreed, the feeling of excitement rushing through you. Madison was your best friend since middle school and it had been a touch transition since she began filming her new tv show, Outer Banks. Of course you talked on the phone but it wasn’t the same, and you missed her truly.

You had almost became envious of her new cast mates because they were daily posting videos and pictures with each other and it made you miss her more than ever .

You quickly went back to your bedroom, packing a suit case- the weekend couldn’t come any faster .

****

“ I’m walking down the escalator now” you spoke as you sat on the phone with Madison trying to find your way to her.

“ okay - wait I think I see you” she spoke out.

“ y/n!” You heard someone yell from in front of you. You lifted your head only to see Madison standing at the bottom of the escalator, her hand waving at 90 miles per hour.

“ Maddy!” You yelled before jogging your way down the already moving steps.

“ oh my gosh!” You yelled out as you both wrapped each other in a tight hug.

“ I’m gonna cry “ she spoke as she squeezed her arms around your shoulders.

“ ugh I know I’ve missed you so much” you poured .

“ c’mon we’ve only got the weekend and I have soooo much to show you” she insisted, tugging on your arm .

****

The ride to Madison’s hotel that she was staying it a was a bit of a drive from the apartment. She was staying pretty close to the beach and Charleston was probably one of the most beautiful cities you had ever laid your eyes on.

Madison had updated you on a lot, including a new girl she was talking to as well as her new friends and their characters on the show.

“ this Rafe guy sounds like a dick” you joked.

“ yeah but you’ll love Drew he’s literally polar opposite than his character . “

******

"Ahhh she's back!" a blonde headed boy beamed, running over towards your friend, ingulfing her in a hug.

"Rudy this is Y/n" She said with a wide smile, pulling you over.

"Hi" You beamed holding your hand out but Rudy instead pulled you into a hug.

"So glad you finally made it. Maddie over here wouldn't shut up about how much she missed you" He joked.

"Awe Maddie " You said with a sympathetic pout.

"Shut up" She laughed while rolling her eyes before pulling you further into the hotel.

"Guys" She spoke out loudly to a group of people sitting on her couch causing all of their eyes to advert towards you. " This is Y/n" She announced pulling you up next to her.

You awkwardly waved, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks as she practically put the spot light onto you.

"I'm Chase" One guy said leaning over the couch, holding his hand out.

"I'm Madelyn " The blonde girl next to him said standing up, walking over towards you. " it's nice to meet you" she beamed, pulling you into a hug.

'Okay so everyone is big into hugs,' you thought. You smiled widely at her before you looked over at another one walking towards you.

"I'm Jonathan Daviss, but you can call me JD" He spoke. you nodded excitedly.

"That's a cool nickname" you beamed, causing a smile to form on his face. You then looked over towards the last face on the couch.

Woah.

Now this man- he almost took your breath away. He stood up, his tall figure stretching high towards the ceiling.

"Hi, i'm Drew" He spoke, his voice the perfect tone, almost sounded like music to your ears. He had these sky blue eyes, perfectly pink lips, a little bit of fuzz on his jaw from being recently shaved, and brown hair draped over the sides of his forehead, parting perfectly down the middle. Your heart began to pound as he reached his hand out for you to shake. You hadn't realized you were staring until Madison nudged you with her elbow, bringing you out of your trance.

"Oh uhm yeah- i mean hi I'm y/n" You stuttered embarrassingly. He smiled a bright smile, his white teeth shining perfectly on his perfectly aligned face.

You sighed deeply. You never believed in love at first sight until now. How perfect this stranger was to you. If it weren't for you not wanting to humiliate yourself even more than you already were, you would've continued looking at him with admiration, but instead you turned your head to look at Maddie, trying to not to creep the poor guy out.

"okay guys I'm starving" Chase spoke up as the room filled with silence. "who wants to go eat?" He asked throwing his hands up. You grinned , already loving everyone's bubbly personality.

You sat your bag down onto the ground before tucking your hair behind your ear, watching as everyone began to make their way out the door.

"After you" Drew said, you and him being the last ones left in the room.

"Thanks" you said softly, walking out in front of him as he held the door open for you.

Who would've known that this would only the beginning of a very special relationship.

********

"Drew" You spoke out before his lips placed onto yours once again, his hand placed firmly on your thigh as your were tangled in his hair.

"Hmm" He hummed against your lips, his teeth nibbling on your bottom lip.

"We should tell them" You breathed out in between kisses.

"Mmm" he mumbled, his eyes closed as his lips trailed down your jaw towards your neck.

"I'm serious Drew I don't want to hide you anymore" You responded pulling away from him.

He stopped his movements, making eye contact with you.

"You sure?" He asked.

You and Drew had instantly hit it off that first weekend Madison brought you over.

It had happened the first night you had stayed the night. Everyone had fallen asleep and you and Drew stayed up for hours on hours endlessly talking about anything and everything. The sparks were flying. You were so engaged in every word that came out of his mouth, his sentences sounding like lullabies to your ears.

Before you had left you both had exchanged numbers and before you could even make it to the airport you were both texting each other. Throughout the first week you both spent every night on the phone until one had fallen asleep. It had almost became addictive the way he made you feel.

Neither of you spoke of your friendship to anyone though. Mainly wanting to take things slow but you also didn't want to upset anyone or cause any issues between Drew and Madison. He assured you it wouldn't upset anyone or cause issues but at the same time he wanted to respect your wishes and keep things a secret.

You both had been virtually seeing each other for three weeks before he flew you out for a weekend, just the two of you. You had stayed with him the whole weekend, movie nights and a lot of sex.

This week though you were invited by the whole group, and right now you were hidden off in Drew's hotel hiding from the group with Drew laid on top of you, the both of you shirtless.

"We can tell them tonight okay, i just want to enjoy the time we have together right now" He insisted. You simply nodded before leaning your head forward before placing your lips against his once again.

Drew sat up, smirking at you as he tugged on your jeans, pulling them down your thighs, exposing your pink laced panties that complimented your skin so well.

"So beautiful" Drew mumbled as his hands massaged against your thighs before reaching up towards your panties pulling them down as well. He reached over to the nightstand grabbing the condom on the top before pushing his own pants down, exposing his hardened pink shaft, the veins popping out the side.

You stared in admiration at the size as he placed the rubber over him.

"Flip over" he instructed. You quickly obliged, your face in his pillow. He tucked his arm under your waist, pulling your hips bag some to wear your bottom was pointed upwards.

You gasped loudly as you felt his tip insert into you, stretching your walls around him.

"fuck" you moaned out as he pushed into you, his hips pressed against your cheeks before he pulled back out, letting your own juices help lubricate him before he pushed back in at a faster speed.

"Fuck you're tight" Drew groaned out as he slowly pulled himself of you again, leaving just the tip in. You looked over your shoulder, smirking up at him as he looked down at you, his Adams apple poking out. Drew sighed heavily , closing his eyes for a brief second almost coming undone right then and there just from the sight of you.

He finally regained his composer, looking back down at you before pressing his hand onto the back of your head pushing your face further into the pillow before he began moving his hips once again, this time at a much faster pace.

"God Drew" you cried out as he hit your spot with each thrust, your hands balling in a fist around his sheets as you struggled to breath, overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure you were receiving. You arched your back further against Drew, giving him more access to go deeper into you, your hips moving causing your walls to tighten around him.

"Fuck" He breathed out, lowing his head some as we watched himself sliding in and out of you, his abs flexing with each thrust.

"Oh yes daddy yes "You moaned out, reaching behind you, grabbing hold of his hand that was placed on your bottom.

"You like that baby?" He asked before placing a firm smack against your left cheek. You hissed out , biting down on your bottom lip as your eyes focused on his body jerking forward over and over again, every inch of his body flexing as he moved himself in and out of you.

Since that first weekend you and Drew had spent together alone, he had learned more and more ways to work your body, especially when he realized you enjoyed it rough like him.

"Pull my hair baby" you pleaded, attempting to tug on his hand that had a firm grip on your hip while your body continued rocking back and forth.

Drew quickly obliged, reaching up to grab a hand full of your hair, pulling you back towards him, your back arched to where your arms stretched out, your hands placed against his pillows.

"God yes" You winced out, a slight stinging as he had a tight grip on your hair.

"Fuck princess" he groaned feeling his climax beginning to build. His thrusts began to speed up, your tits bouncing in the air as he continued to pound into you. You leaned up some, arm wrapping around his neck . You both began to lower, you practically sitting in his lap as he leaned back, propped up on one arm as the other had his hand wrapped against your throat. His thrusts were now at a steady but rough pace, slamming up against you as he placed sloppy kisses alongside your shoulder.

"God" He groaned out as his thrusts slowed down, turning more into grinds as his cock pulsed inside you, his warm load filling the condom. You begin rocking your hips back and forth along him riding your own high out, moaning his name out loudly as your toes curled, your climax euphoric. You climbed off of Drew, flopping your body down onto the his bed, breathing heavily as you ran your hands through your hair.

"That was amazing" you breathed out. Drew nodded, himself out of breath as well.

"I'm gonna get a shower" He responded as he stood up, his member beginning to soften. "We gotta meet everyone in two hours. Wanna join?" He asked. You smiled up at him before nodding, grabbing ahold of his reached out hand.

*****

"Finally" Madison groaned as she saw you climbing out of the black SUV that escorted you to the night club you and the gang were linking up at .

"Sorry got caught up" you responded brushing the hair out of your face as the wind blew against it.

"I can see" she chuckled, her eyes focused on the round purple hickey on your collarbone. Your eyes widened, you had almost forgotten about it. You had saw the hickey as you did your make up and Drew's shower but had forgotten to cover it.

"Who were you with?" She asked out of curiosity but you only shook your head, pretending to be shy about your actions.

"ugh okay come on everyone else is inside" She responded. You nodded before tugging slightly on your black dress as it rode up your thighs. You had your hair down with white sneakers on, a simple butterfly necklace and a skin tight strapless dress on that barely that went down a few inches on your thighs.

The music was loud, everyone definitely lit as you both walked in. Your eyes roamed the club. It was definitely a party style. There a lot of people around dancing, and neon objects glowing in the black lights. Madison guided you to the corner booth your shared friends resided in, including Drew.

""You look so cute!" Madelyn beamed as she wrapped you in a tight hug.

"You too babes" You responded, well yelled as you placed your chin on her shoulder, only to see Drew standing behind her, his eyes focused on your body. He almost looked upset. Seeming how you were still on the low about your relationship you didn't confront him, but you did check him out from afar. He stood on the side next to JD black denim jeans with a white striped button up collared shirt, with his signature gold chain around his neck and a black watch on his wrist.

Despite just getting your back blown out by Drew, you had to leave before anyone came searching for you so you didn't get to see Drew dressed up, the last image you had of him was of him in a towel and his wet hair slicked back.

He was looking so good at this point you had to distance yourself from him before you made it obvious of your secret.

"Come dance" Madelyn pleaded tugging on your arm.

"I need to be drunk before i get onto the dance floor" You joked. Madelyn though took you serious and walked over to the bar, ordering at least two shots for everyone since you were each going to be getting an Uber back to the hotels.

"Okay drink up" She responded holding both yours and her shot in the air. You quickly glanced over towards your secret boyfriend who was watching you intensely before you tossed your head back opening your throat, letting the alcohol burn its way down your throat.

"phew" you said, a shiver following shortly after.

"Okay, One more " Madelyn insisted. You didn't plan to get shit faced of course , but you were definitely interested in a good time so you obliged, repeating the same action again, this time the liquids going down a bit easier. You both stood for a second in silence before she shook her head.

"I think one more with do us justice " She grinned. You chuckled, already feeling a slight buzz coming as the alcohol spread through your blood stream.

"Don't you think you've had enough?" You heard someone mumble from behind you. You looked over to see Drew standing behind you. You furrowed your brows together. How the hell did he get over there so fast?

"Don't " you mumbled before looking down at the table trying to avoid his gaze. "You're making it obvious" You responded before taking a step away, turning your back towards him.

Unfortunately you didn't notice how much those words actually upset Drew. IT had almost felt like he was an embarrassment to you with how much effort you put in to hiding him so he walked away, finding his way back next to JD.

"You okay man?" JD asked as he saw the obvious frown on Drew's face.

"Yeah man" He mumbled as he looked across the both of them, watching you quickly gulp away yet another shot of alcohol, bursting into laughter shortly after with Madelyn. He shook his head in disappointment. Of course he wanted you to have fun but he just didn't want you to get so waisted you end up doing something you regret and him not being able to help you since you didn't want him to show his affection towards you in front of everyone.

"Want a shot?" Drew asked glancing over at JD who also looked not too amused at the moment with the environment and in need of some lighting up. They both watched you and Madelyn make your way to the dance floor, merging in with the crowd as the quickly took their first shot, both of them sighing heavily as they attempted to mask the burning feeling.

You immediately began swaying your hips to the upbeat music, the alcohol coursing through your body, giving you an almost out of body type feeling, something you usually didn't get unless you were in bed with Drew.

You didn't intend to jump into the party that fast. after 2 songs Chase had came by with more shots, unaware to the previous t3 you both had taken but neither of you denied them, quickly throwing your head back, wiping the drips off your chin as you looked over at Drew who surprisingly paid you no attention. You dancing slowed down as you realized the group Drew was associating with.

You could see JD and Rudy with Drew which was not an issue. it was the 3 bimbos standing with them too, one in particular standing too close for your comfort towards Drew, her index finger twirling in a poorly curled strand of hair.

You rolled your eyes, jealously now running through you. It was obviously intensified from the alcohol but you wanted to drag him away from the girls and show those girls exactly who he belonged to but you knew you couldn't say anything considering you and him were a secret.

"Hi" You heard from behind you. It was a tall brunette guy, pretty stocky with what looked to be hazel eyes and curly brown hair. At least that what you guessed since the dance floor was only lit up from black lights above you.

"Hi" You said with a friendly smile before turning back around, a frown forming as you noticed Drew laughing at whatever the girl closest to him just said.

"You got a name?" The guy asked, dancing behind you. You turned your head, almost ready to tell him to piss off until you glanced over towards Drew who still had not even given you a glance.

"Y/n" You responded as you turned your body completely around, facing towards him.

You studied his face. He looked cute, or maybe that was just the alcohol clouding your judgment. To your drunken eyes, he favored Timothee Chalamet to you, which was some one who was a sight for sore eyes.

- but, never the less, he wasn't Drew.

The guy mentioned his name back to you but between the alcohol and the music , you didn't hear him clearly. You looked to your side to see Chase and Madelyn in their own little world so you shrugged your shoulders, turning back towards the tall boy.

"You come here with someone?" He asked as he took a step closer, his body swaying along with yours to the music. You glanced over your shoulder towards Drew, the same scenario playing as earlier . You rolled your eyes becoming agitated with Drew before you looked back forward trying not to be obvious.

"I thought i did but it's looking like they didn't come in with me" You said, your lips close to his ear as he leaned forward to hear you.

"Huh" He responded leaning back. "That's to bad. You're very beautiful" He responded. You grinned widely, enjoying the attention.

The song changed, turning to a slower song, a more sensual vibe to it. You turned around, swaying your hips up against the guy as his hand wrapped around your waist.

You usually wouldn't do this, but between the alcohol and your jealousy towards Drew, you were enjoying every second of it in hopes Drew would catch on and realize what he was losing.

And surprisingly , that's exactly what happened.

Drew tried to play things your way. He tried to pretend that there was nothing going on between the two of you. He even gave other women attention to make it believable but it was all fake smiles and laughs when really all he wanted was to hold you. He did try his best though, that is until he looked up to check on you only to see your body being held by another guy, your ass pressed against the guys crotch as he practically dry humped you from behind.

Now Drew didn't drink as much as you did, but he did have 1 to 2 shots , enough to help spark a fire inside of him, rage flowing through his veins. Drew didn't hesitate to make his way over to you, his mind only focused on removing the guy from his girl.

"Y/n what the fuck" He spat out as he tugged on your hand, trying to remove you from him. Your eyes widened, guilt instantly flowing through you. You didn't mean for any of this to happen and seeing Drew standing in front of you fuming, you couldn't help but to feel embarrassed by your actions.

"Man back off alright she's just having a good time" The guy said with a cocky smirk plastered across his face.

"Fuck off " Drew scolded before looking back at you, completely brushing the guy off.

"This is really how you want to sell it ?" He said, his voice louder than normal because of the music, but those surrounding him including Chase and Madelyn hearing.

"Oh go fuck yourself Drew" You scoffed, rolling your eyes. You began to march off of the dance floor, making your way towards the table you were previously at, leaving the stranger stranded.

"REal mature Y/n" He responded following closely behind you. The rest of the group followed behind, beyond confused as to why the two of you would even be arguing like this.

"Oh but you weren't doing the same thing over here with the chick ? Laughing at every little thing she said" You spat out.

He threw his hands up.

"Y/n i was trying to play your little game of secrets" He argued back.

"Wait what secrets?" Madison spat out. The both of you stared at each other, unsure who was going or not going to spill the truth.

"No point in hiding it anymore Y/n" Drew argued. You furrowed your brows in frustration, crossing your arms over your chest as Drew spoke. Which he was absolutely right which upset you anymore.

"Somebody better start talking in point two second or -"

"We're dating" you interrupted, looking over towards Madison.

Everyone's jaw dropped except for JD's, his response was jut of him shaking his head.

"What!?" Madison yelled out in shock.

"Like talking?" She asked, looking between the two of you. " Or like, dating dating?"

"More like dating dating" Rudy butted in, pushing his index finger into a circle he made with his other hand, indicating intercourse.

You quickly placed your head in your hand with embarrassment.

"No fucking way" Chase responded, a wide grin on his face.

"Bro why didn't you tell me?" Chase yelled out placing his hand on Drew's shoulder.

"We didn't want anyone mad at us or like, i don't know it ruin this friendship we all have" You responded, lowering your head in disappointment.

"Y/n are you delusional? Why would that make any of us mad ?" Madison replied with a wide grin on his face.

"You guys, i called it" JD finally spoke, a cocky smirk across his face.

"Whaattt? " you responded looking over at him with confusion.

"You guys have been clung to each other since you first met. I'm not stupid" He laughed. You shook your head, a grin forming on your face.

"Okay the cats out of the bag so you guys don't have to continue pretending okay? " Madelyn responded. "Can we please get back to dancing?" She pleaded. They all nodded before the group once again went their separate ways, leaving you and Drew alone at the table.

"I'm sorry" You responded stepping closer towards him, placing your hand on his.

"ME too" He responded looking down at you.

"I kind of want to get out of here, yanno" You said with a smirk on your face. He grinned back, nodding his head.

"agreed".

*****

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jaehyunfirstlove · 3 years

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Can you write smut for jaehyun where the reader is also an idol and jaehyun has had the biggest crush on her for a long time? He finally asks for her number backstage at inkigayo and they finally meet up at his dorm after texting for the longest time and things go from there 🤠

Pairing: idol!jaehyun x idol!f.reader

Genre: a bit of fluff?, smut (18+ only)

Warnings: nipple sucking, fingering, protected sex

Word count: 2k

A/N: haha i got carried away with this one :) hope you like it, anon, and thanks for sending it in!

“Don’t look, but it’s Y/N,” Jungwoo whispered, trying to appear casual. Despite Jungwoo’s fair warning, Jaehyun couldn’t help but turn his head in your direction. Whereupon he blushed to the tips of his ears when you caught him looking and smiled.

“Smooth, Jaehyun, real smooth,” Johnny laughed, while Jungwoo just sighed.

“I told you not to look!” Jungwoo elbowed Jaehyun, who just shook his head, scratching the back of his neck in frustration.

“I can’t help it, she’s like a magnet,” Jaehyun admitted, “I can’t help but look at her.”

“And think about her, and talk about her, and bore us all to death about how much you like her,” Haechan complained, while Mark laughed and scolded him playfully.

“You should just ask for her number,” Yuta commented matter-of-factly, and everyone just nodded in agreement.

“No harm in asking,” Taeil shrugged, grinning at Jaehyun.

“Of course there is!” Doyoung suddenly piped up, “she could say no, and then Jaehyun can never show his face at Inkigayo ever again!”

Everyone groaned, Haechan even rolling his eyes at Doyoung.

“Don’t listen to him,” Taeyong finally came over and wrapped an arm around Jaehyun’s shoulder, “I’m sure she’ll say yes. Just ask, yeah?”

Jaehyun nodded, rubbing his hands together nervously. He left the room, making his way over to your waiting room while the members cheered him on loudly.

---

“So what are you going to wear?” Dahyun asked you, trying to find a space on your bed to sit amongst the pile of clothes you were throwing onto it.

“Ugh! I don’t know!” you lamented, discarding every article of clothing you owned. Nothing seemed to work for you, and you were about to give up and tell Jaehyun you couldn’t meet up with him because your wardrobe was a disgusting mess, when you got a text.

JJ: hey we’re still on for today?

You groaned, while Dahyun started to meticulously go through your pile.

Me: yes of course!

JJ: great! change of plans though

JJ: can we meet at my dorm instead of the park?

JJ: my manager doesn’t want dispatch getting any pictures :(

Me: that’s fine

JJ: awesome! can’t wait to see you :)

Me: me too

Me: see you then

You tore at your hair in frustration, but Dahyun just looked at you triumphantly. “Ta-da!” she said dramatically, holding up an outfit that she had picked out from your pile. You had to admit, it looked good. “What do you think?”

“It’ll have to do,” you said quickly, grabbing the clothes from her hands and hastily getting dressed, “I’m already running late!”

---

“Where is everyone?” you asked, when you finally entered the tenth floor dorm. Jaehyun shrugged sheepishly as he led you through the hallway.

“They, uh, went to practice.”

“Don’t you have to practice too, then?” you questioned, noticing that the dorm was cleaner than you imagined it would be, and smelled nicer than you imagined too.

“Uh, unofficial practice,” he swallowed nervously, opening the door to his room and motioning for you to go in, “here’s my room.”

You walked in, noticing his bed and Jungwoo’s made up neatly. The furnishings were sparse, and any belongings and knick knacks were arranged neatly in their spaces. You wondered if he was really this tidy or if he did it just for you. You had to smile if it was the latter.

“This is nice,” you said, sitting on his bed and getting a whiff of fresh laundry detergent.

He threw his head back and laughed. “Don’t lie, it’s awful.”

You couldn’t help but laugh with him, knowing these dorms, even in the biggest companies, certainly weren’t five star lodgings.

“You’re right,” you agreed, and found yourself smiling from ear to ear at the endearing look on his face, the way his eyes seemed to dance in the light, and the way his dimples dented his beautifully bread-like cheeks. “Come sit with me,” you said, because you noticed he was still standing by the door.

Almost hesitantly he came over, sitting on the bed beside you but keeping a respectable distance. You could tell he was nervous, and that made him even more endearing to you. To further break the ice, you commented on the bracelet he was wearing.

“I like that bracelet,” you said, pointing to his wrist.

He fingered it, smiling. “This? It was something all of us in the ninety-seven line got together.”

“That’s sweet,” you commented, bending your head towards it to get a closer look. He brought it up closer to your face so you could see it better.

“See how it shines in the light if I turn it like this…” he moved his wrist and you had to admit it was beautiful, and you couldn’t help but touch it lightly with your fingers. At the contact he inhaled sharply, and you looked up at him, not even realizing that your faces were so close together.

“Y/N, I want to kiss you,” he said, his eyes roving to your lips. Unconsciously you bit your bottom lip, and that certainly made his heart beat faster, but still he waited for your consent.

“Yes, please,” you said softly, and he leaned in, capturing your bottom lip. His lips were soft and warm, and he kissed you gently, tentatively. You sighed into his mouth but still he went slowly, as if he were relishing every moment. You felt his hands move to your waist, then around to your back, and the way he was holding you and kissing you made the heat rise in your body. Your hands went up to his chest, feeling the hard lines of his pecs, and that made you feel even hotter, and you moaned softly into his mouth.

He kissed you harder, your reaction to his actions making him bolder, his hands now pulling you closer to him. You could feel the pressure he was applying to your back to press your body closer to his, and it made your core clench around nothing.

“Y/N,” he groaned softly, when you pulled away from his mouth for air, “I’ve wanted you for so long.” His hands roamed all over your body as he tucked his face into your neck, kissing softly until you inhaled sharply, gripping his arms when he found your sweet spot. His kisses became more urgent then, sucking the skin ever so lightly, careful not to leave marks.

“Jaehyun,” you whispered, already losing yourself to his touch, “I want you too, I want you right now.”

He groaned, deep in his chest, then laid you back down onto the bed. The feeling of his body on top of you, the weight of him, the heat of him, the hardness between his legs, made you so wet you knew your panties were probably soaked with your arousal.

“Are you sure?” he still asked, even as he started to peel your clothes off of you, “I just want to be inside you so bad.”

You stifled a whimper, he was making you so hot with his words, with the deep rumble of his voice, with the way he was stripping you leaving you naked underneath him.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, eyes drinking in your nude form. Before you could even be embarrassed with the way he was looking at you, he leaned in and sucked a nipple into his mouth, making your back arch off the bed.

“Jaehyun!” you cried out, fingers threading through his hair as he pleasured you, sucking on each nipple in turn, pressing his still clothed bulge against your core.

“Do you want me, Y/N,” he asked, his voice raspy against your chest, fingers slipping between your legs. “Do you want me here…”

A high-pitched cry escaped your lips when he slid his fingers into your sopping pussy, two fingers stretching you, scissoring inside you as he watched your face with hooded eyes.

“Oh Jae, oh fuck,” you moaned, your stomach tightening as he fucked you with his fingers, hitting you so deep you were seeing stars. You came without warning, just your body convulsing when he stimulated your clit with his other hand.

“That was sexy,” he said with a low whistle, licking his fingers, and finally pulling his shirt off over his head. You’d seen the pictures, seen the video of his bare chest, but nothing compared to the real thing. You reached up to touch it, running your palm over the hard planes of his chest, down to his abs.

“You’re sexy,” you said, with a low whistle of your own, which elicited that cute blush that spread to the tips of his ears. You pulled him down, kissing him deeply, your tongue in his mouth, your hands going to his pants and tugging the rest of his clothes off of him. When you felt his bare cock against the inside of your thigh you groaned into his mouth. He pulled away reluctantly, fumbling around on his headboard for a condom. You watched, mouth watering, as he slid it down his impressive length.

“You want it, baby?” he asked cockily, catching you staring.

You nodded, licking your lips and giving him your sultriest stare. He answered with a smirk, spreading your legs even further apart and teasing the tip at your entrance.

You threw your head back, he hadn’t even entered you and you were already losing it. He started to push in slowly, and you couldn’t help the whimpers that were tumbling out of your mouth.

“Oh fuck, oh shit, so good,” he moaned, “so fucking tight.” He was almost rambling, losing himself in the feeling of your pussy spreading to accommodate him. Suddenly he stopped, dropping his head to your chest.

“Jae?” you asked, when he didn’t move, “are you okay?”

“Sorry, I gotta stop for a moment,” you could hear him breathing heavily, “I’m gonna come too fast, you feel too good.” You clenched involuntarily at his words and he hissed. “Y/N,” he groaned, “that’s not helping.”

“Sorry,” you smiled, rubbing his back soothingly until he felt ready to continue. He made one slow thrust, and when you moaned at the feeling of it he kept going, starting a slow pace of fucking into you.

“Jaehyun,” you moaned, the way his cock was filling you up, the way it was dragging in and out of you, was building up your orgasm slowly but surely. “You feel so good inside me.”

He groaned at your words, picking up his pace, his muscles flexing as he started to pound you into the mattress. You were glad no one was home, because the headboard started to bang loudly against the wall, and you couldn’t help the loud moans coming out of your mouth.

“Fuck yeah,” he growled, “your pussy feels so good, so tight.” Sweat started to form on his face as he railed you, his features tense, hair falling into his eyes but he couldn’t spare a moment to do anything about it, his focus only on fucking you.

“Jaehyun!” you cried out, your orgasm washing over you. You had your hands wrapped around his biceps and you squeezed as you came, making him flex, which made your pussy clench around his cock even harder.

“Fuck, Y/N, you’re gonna make me come,” he pulled you flush against him as his orgasm hit, pressing your body against his as his hips stutttered, a loud groan escaping his throat as he came. He was breathing so hard, you could feel his chest heave, the thrum of his heart beating against yours.

You could only smile to yourself as he continued to hold you tightly to him, not caring how sweaty you both were, just wanting to hold you. When his breathing slowed down, he started to kiss along your collarbone and neck, just soft kisses on your skin, his lips warm.

“You feel so good, Y/N,” he murmured between kisses, “I hope that was good for you, because it was damn good for me.”

You smiled wider, holding him tightly to you. “Yes, Jae, that was really good for me.”

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streaming-yn · 3 years

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HIIII it's 3 am and i'm trying to sleep but brain went brr with ideas n shit and oh well- thing is ; i was wondering if i could make my first request? (smth simple if u want to, no need to be very long or anything + pls don't rush nd take ur time AND don't feel pressured to actually do my request :] ! ) maybe smth ab faceless art streamer! y/n [they/them]?? (if u could add that the reader is like an indie game dev or works for smth like that u'd be sosososososo cool omg) with maybe quackity, tommy, dream, ranboo, niki and/or jack?? idk brain did the storming and its all messy hsdnshhfjsjz (btw! i know it's a lot of CCs so feel free to remove some or do the ones ur only comfy with !!! take care nd stay safe !!! luv ya <3 (/p))

AS SOMEONE WHO LIKES TO GAME DESIGN, CHARACTER, AND PLOT DESIGN YOU BET I CAN MAKE THE READER AND INDIE GAME DEV (and aaaa ty for adding jack!!! I think he's really neat and not enough people acknowledge him :))!!)

Multiple x indie game dev!artist!y/n

pairings: quackity, tommy, dream, ranboo, niki, jack manifold (separate) x indie game dev!artist!y/n

pronouns: they/them

other information on the reader:

. faceless

. knows how to code

. artist

. streams them drawing video game characters

. minor

. makes indie / horror games

form: headcanons

genre: platonic, fluff(??)

warnings: horror games / horror mods, ranboo enderwalk lore in his section

abbreviations: y/n -> your name

quackity

okay let's get the obvious out of the way; definitely going to be the type of person that's like "I'm going to play this game first after you're finished" yk? playfully ofc, n playfully fight with anyone who says the same thing (*cough* Wilbur, tommy, dream *cough*)

he probably wouldn't be on your art streams often – he doesn't really enjoy watching people draw, but he would want to see the finished pics

he would happily be on voice chat with you while you're drawing though!! :D

would be proud to answer any questions you have about character / scene / etc designs!!

"quackity!! so for this character – check your dms for a current picture – would red or purple antenna be better? also, two or four antenna?"

"*gasp* you're asking me?? 🥺" /j

"y'know what, nevermind, chat wh-"

"NO WAIT WAIT"

"so what do you think?"

also, if you do end up sending him the finished pics of the art he will hype you tf up !!!!

would try to get you make joke games – not like actually, it's just an ongoing bit between you two!

if you make a game for him – or give him a sneak peek of a game before anyone else he's going to freak out!! and he won't really know what to say bc putting feelings into words is hard

if y'all ever meet up and you're fine w hugs he's gonna give you a huge hug, hoping that makes up for the lack of words to describe how just,, proud of you he is bc he really really is!!

you're not even in your 20s yet and you can make video games, or help with them?? not to mention how creative you are with the characters and story line??? he's amazed by you

might actually cry /pos if you base a character off of him

like let's say a part of a puzzle is to get a rubber duck and place it into a pond to get the next hint or thing you need – only when he plays it on stream, he doesn't know anything about the game, so you're watching and waiting for him to get there

when he does get there – he finds out the duck has a beanie and has a white ring appear around it that flashes to life before fading out after picking it up, signifying it was the right thing to get

at first he doesn't really notice the ring, "oh! that animation is different than normal" he notes, but mainly focuses on the beanie, comparing it to himself before he glances at chat to see them freaking out over the planet duck reference

then he's just talking about it, shocked of course but flattered, and then you type in chat "you helped me a ton with things I couldn't decide during this game, I couldn't not add you! :)" everyone's just :(((( !!! /pos

overall supportive n proud, maybe a bit loud about games in progress, but just a really nice guy in general :)

tommy

he is ABSOLUTELY loud about your games in progress!! if you don't want something said you have to tell that to him before telling him or else he's going to brag about how cool it is the next time he streams

"chat!! chat, y/n is making this new game and they told me that one of the outfits you can collect for the player is going to be based off me!- right!! that sounds pog!!"

if he ever accidentally let's anything slip on stream that he was supposed to say, everyone who's a fan of you is just like "wow! suddenly! I cannot hear anymore!", sometimes they're like that even if it was okay to say

the just like being surprised :)

as for art streams, he'll try his best to tune in but obviously won't be there all the time! he's usually very active in chat too! likes being on call with you while you do art streams if you let him!

he once convinced you to make a texture pack and a shader (meant for both to be active at the same time), the fans loved it and a lot of them use it more often than the original!!

tommy however, not to much, proud of you bc that must've been a ton of work!! but at some time it slipped his mind that you make indie and horror games; I think we all know he doesn't do well with horror games

so you liking horror and such made the textures look more ominous and just make it look like and area you don't want to be in, and the spook goes up even more with the shader!! it's darker than usual, there's unusual fog, the portals look too dangerous now, so on and so forth yk

so,, tommy didn't use the texture pack for long;;

if you ever raid him after you're done streaming and he has a question, he's literally just gonna ask you on stream

"y/n raid? oh! are they still here?" when you confirm you're in chat, he continues "great! okay I had a question about your new game that's going to be available soon and how to download it-"

fans love how casual you guys are about game information, like you had to teach him how to export a game character he made on the website you usually make yours on (it was for a fun stream) and it was just a simple back and forth but everyone's like omg :((( omg them :((

also if you're the type of person to go insane over tiny details in other games, he will absolutely tease you for it

like you can just be going on and on about how this game had a sentence at the start that had a backhanded meaning by the end and he's just gonna call you a nerd (genuinely thinks is cool how much of the small things you notice in games though)

dream

COMPLAINING ABOUT CODING AND HOW HARD IT IS 🤝🤝

and if you took other coding classes hoping that I'd help with video game coding he'd just listen to you talk about it

"I actually took robotics for a while before because the school didn't have any video game coding classes and I was hoping it'd help either way" "oh?" "it,, it didn't help, it's so hard to code robots and considering how fast I caught onto video game code you think it'd be easier to understand the robot code" "yeah, that sounds reasonable" "NOPE,, WHY R THEY SO DIFFERENT I ALMOST FAILED" "D:"

fanartists like those moments, if one of those talks happen expect a bit of fanart of just dream and you chilling while you talk and he listens, the art always gives off comfy vibes n it's just cute :)

offering him to play a semi-rough draft of the demo so that he could see if it's good or what you needed to do to make it more enticing for the player

power duo fr fr o/

people like comparing y'all to hackers sometimes bc y'all know how to code???

you play into the bit with the fans though and honestly it's so fun !!!

fans: omg,, hackers (affectionate),,,

you next time you stream: hacker voice; I'm in

AND THEY GOT SHOCKED??? LIKE THEY FORGOT YOU CAN SEE THE STUFF THEY POST????

wouldn't be able to watch your art streams for long because he would get side tracked, the streams are just too under stimulating for his brain to focus on, but he'd hang around as long as he could though :)

would be glad to be on call with you while you're doing an art stream – though if he has is game sounds on you may occasionally have to repeat a question that was aimed at him

you're also in his streams when you can :)

also, you like sending donations to communicate rather than chat

one stream dream turned off his donos because you wouldn't stop giving him money 💀

being friends with such a popular creator and being a game creator yourself has it's downs as well

nothing thats too hard to deal with – the most common one is actually kinda funny – some people will slide in your dms acting like they're dream and just got locked out of his account, trying to get you to make them a game

like ??? do they think that dream would mssg you over Twitter or insta?? he has your phone number bro ,😭

also!!! when dream plays through new games you made he complements the small things and complements how hard something must've been to code :)

and I'm ngl, he kinda sucks with every game he plays at first but he's a quick learner so dw :)

would be glad to help if you're having a difficult time choosing between things too! except he'll answer right away without any teasing

"dreammm" "y/nnnn" "for this area should I do like shattered stone walls or mossy stone walls like with vines n stuff?" "depends on the vibe you want, shattered stone would give it a dangerous and uneasy undertone and mossy stone would be more of ominous, if that makes sense?" "oh! okay, thank youuu!!"

ofc if you didn't have a specific vibe or couldn't choose which was better he would just give a straight up answer so you didn't stress out trying to choose one \o/

would absolutely like being a guest in a drawing stream, he isn't the best at art or character design but it's fun to see him try

maybe you both plus some friends do a "drawing Minecraft mobs from memory" stream? ,, with that the thing is; his would mostly be relatively accurate if you could understand wtf he was drawing 😭

dream may or may or have some of your art as his phone homescreen, he loves your style so much :(( /pos

ranboo

first off; he's incredibly impressed!! like!!! you made this game?? this playable game, completely from scratch??? how??

also you may or may not have made a small Minecraft mod for him to tryout on stream,, little gift from you to both chat n ranboo 🤲

its literally all based off his lore,, if you get close to obsidian and crying obsidian fallen down from Undertale starts playing, if you splash water on yourself 1) you get hurt 2) your screen blacks out and when it comes back, your in a different place than before, some things art taken, maybe a few extra things are added

and there's a 50% chance that when you go into your "enderwalk" state (the blackout) you blow something up, so there may or may not be an explosion somewhere nearby, you also have a 20% chance of building something small in you enderwalk state :)

he found it so incredibly cool!!! chat was crying while complementing you while ranboo thanked you and complemented you over n over again

he won't shut up about how cool the mod is for several weeks, maybe even a few months, it's just so cool!!

will absolutely use it as a comeback if you let him; "oh? you got first place? well y/n made me a really really cool mod, so who's the actual winner here?"

will absolutely play every single game you come out with – it doesn't matter if it's his style or not – and he thoroughly enjoys all of the games as well

as for art streams, he will absolutely try to tune in every time he can!! active in chat and donos!!

doesn't really like being in art streams – like in call is fine but actually drawing? not really, he just doesn't love drawing in front of a ton of people

but will join an art stream if you ask

will listen to you rant about whatever, even if he doesn't understand it! like will listen to you go on and on about how well a game set up the atmosphere or maybe talking about how difficult coding is, and he'll converse back with you but won't really understand yk?

"ranboo I just played a really cool game do you wanna hear about it?" "yeah yeah- of course!!" "ok so like, the atmosphere was so well put together- like it was a horror game and I didn't even see the monster but the vibe was so well put together that it was still unnerving!!" "that's awesome! how did the atmosphere get set up the best and when you saw the monster, was it scarier?"

yk what I mean? like engages in convo so you don't feel bad about talking so much, plus shows his interest without the constant "hm?" "cool" etc a lot of people do and even though he does talk more than the acknowledgment sounds many people make he also manages to almost never sidetrack you and when he does it's on accident :)

if your way of learning is teaching then he'll gladly be the person you teach it to if you want! most likely won't use the information therefore his brain won't retain it but that's not on you, and the whole reason is so you can learn, not him, so! ^^

will make sure to take care of yourself, and he has a through way of telling if you have or not bc he's known you for long enough to know that even if you try to hide it a little bit of your tired voice shows so he knows if you've been sleeping like you should

also friends with you on discord, where you have your Spotify attached,, you like listening to music while you work on things that aren't sound related and if it's active later than it should be he's going to confront you

overall wholesome mixed in with a little pain bc both of you are like "ah yes, lore <3" and like to see fans cry /lh

niki

I feel like this is expected but if you need to get extra motivation she would probably be your go-to

she hypes you up but like, in a sweet and quiet kinda way, where as everyone else here would probably be relatively loud ;;

honored to be on an art stream if you invite her :')

and would absolutely watch your art streams when she can :D hypes you up in chat

also compliments, tons of compliments!

might call you a prodigy? bc you're so young but can already make games?? and make income off of them?? and do really good art??? and so much more??? like tell me that's not prodigy energy,

if you make a video game character based off her she might cry,, like in a positive way obviously but like at the same time :(( no don't cry!!

I say might bc it's dependant on how she feels that day yk? like she might just have the almost-cry wobble to her voice or she might actually, if that makes sense?

she genuinely loves your art style!! even if it's pointy and kinda creepy she really likes it!!

yk the "awww (name) :(" /pos she does sometimes? 100% does that with you

there are a few compilations of just "aww y/nnn" on YouTube and all the comments on those videos are just crying over y'all /pos

would be happy to help if you're stuck between some options in a game, but would feel kinda bad bc it's your game, you're supposed to be the one choosing the stuff

assure her that it's okay n stuff n she'll be ok tho !

I can't decide if she would play your games or not

bc on one hand she's a huge supporter of you and your work and would like to experience it first hand

but on the other hand she isn't the best with scry games,,

so maybe she'd do both? maybe she'd react on stream to a playthrough, maybe your playthrough? or maybe she would only play some of your games? I haven't decided so up to you I suppose!

jack manifold

genuinely amazed by your talent and will make it quite clear!!

can and will go on tangents about you on stream if someone brings it up

everyone is so :(( <333 /pos bc of it

will play the games you've made as soon as he can

if there are different games that line up in a story he'll make sure to play them in order :)

people also sometimes compare you two to hackers bc you code a ton and he kinda looks like a hacker

difference here is that both of you play into the bit, it's tons of fun!!

listen, I know he doesn't draw much but I am a firm believer that he will doodle his favorite character(s) from your games after he's done playing them

like after he plays a game of yours then expect a small doodle in your texts :)

you compiled a bunch of these doodles into one picture and made it you phone background and he only found out after y'all met irl and it caught the corner of his eye and he registered "oh hey wait that looks familiar"

he found out while recording the vlog n when editing, the editor was like "hey let's leave this in, it'd be funny if the fans knew right?" ,, the fans were crying for two weeks,, /pos

and speaking of drawings; he would like to be on a drawing stream with you, thinks it's be tons of fun!! :D

and he's usually free to call while your streaming and doesn't mind so if you wanna talk to him while drawing just call :)

and he will watch the streams he can make it to!! he may leave a bit early but he stays for the majority of it

if you make a character based off of him he's going to constantly thank you and brag about how cool you are anywhere he can

"hello manifolders, if you haven't done it already go download (game name)! I'm there!" with a ss of his character from the game and he'll reply to the tweet on his alt to talk more about the game and how much he really liked it :)

another that'll help you were you need it! he'll make it into a joke before anything else, but he'll get to the point

taglist (sorry i forgot to do it on the past two): @cvsmixplant // @l0ver0fj0y // @youngstarfishdinosaur

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zukuist · 3 years

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Hi hi just got all 4 of my wisdom teeth taken out and I feel terrible😩😩 do u mind writing something ab todoroki comforting his s/o who just got her wisdom tooth’s taken out and is in immense pain😩😩 nah like it hurts to talk and my face is so swollen and I can barley brush my teeth!!

wisdom teeth pains [hcs]

“you got your wisdom tooth taken out, and you’re in a ton of pain.”

fandom/s: 僕のヘロアカデミア // boku no hero academia [bnha]

includes: s. todoroki, k. bakugō (added him because yeah <3)

your name is shortened to y/n, gender neutral

side note: i KNOW you sent this a few days ago so im super duper sorry for the delay. though i hope you’re doing better now :)) also.. you got FOUR taken out?? 😟

todoroki shōto

okay so..

i headcanon shōto to be that one bitch that was just.. born without any wisdom teeth

they did an x ray for his teeth one day, and they were like 😎 —>😟🕶🤏 “this boy.. has no wisdom teeth!”

like, man was just born without them! (and yes it’s possible, i googled my facts for this 😼)

i headcanon this, because i don’t see rei having any either 🧎‍♂️ the genetics am i right?

moving aside, shōto was already aware of your appointment, and that you were getting your wisdom tooth pulled out

because we tell everything health related to boyfriend! shōto in this house 😎 he approves of this message

which is why he’s patiently waiting in the lobby, the kind receptionist offering him a mini cup of water, reassuring him that your s/o will be okay

she was right.. and wrong

the dentist finishes the job, and immediately updates him, informs him what he should do

“so we’ve pulled out their wisdom teeth, and—”

shōto blinks, “..wisdom teeth?” the plural use of the word shocks him.

“ah yeah, y/n had several, we had to take out all four.” your dentist laughs briefly, somewhat amused by the youngest todoroki’s reaction

your dentist continues explaining what to do, what not to do, and how to give you medicine when the pain comes in

so they finally bring you out of the office, and you’re in a wheel chair 😟 since you’re still kinda out of it

“hey angel,” shōto smiles, when the initial shock clears out “you did amazing. you look super pretty.”

“ugh, stop the lies,” you say, your voice muffled by the gauze, “‘m craving in and out.”

shōto knows he should probably tell you that you can’t eat that, but he just smiles, helping you out of the office, and into his car

5 minutes has passed, and once the car stops at a red light, shōto takes a good look at you, just to see how you were

and you’re already in so much pain “oh no, are you already in pain?” he asks, his impatience making him grip the steering wheel

“yessss,” you whine, tears welling up in your eyes, “it’s like.. bakugō was my dentist or somthin’.. who even hired that bastard? gonna.. give him a knuckle sandwich when i see him!”

shōto can handle your post surgery rambles, but he definitely can’t handle seeing you in so much pain

because one, he can’t relate, and didn’t know the pain for you kicked in that quickly

and two, shōto didn’t know you needed four to be pulled out (because man doesn’t have any wisdom teeth in the first place 🙄)

ever so gently takes off the gauze, and if he sees that you’re even in the slightest bit of pain, he’s immediately peppering kisses on your forehead

“i’m sorry, love. the pain will be there for a second.”

a lot of ice is being set on your cheeks. he makes an ice pack for his left hand, and holds his right hand against your cheek for the other side

he doesn’t use any pressure

on the brighter side, at least shōto can have your face in his hands for as long as he liked

he doesn’t care if he’ll get sore keeping you cold, shōto will not move (and it benefits you too so.. win!)

makes you do nothing during your recovery. like.. all you did was watch tv

sleeps on the chair that’s placed against the side of the bed, just to be prepared for anything you need.

and so he could get them with ease.

congratulates you on your recovery with a bouquet of flowers, or a stuffed animal.

though he wishes he could pamper and baby you like that again, he’s glad you’re not in any excruciating pain anymore :)

bakugō katsuki

i think he got his wisdom teeth pulled out before you, but he was lucky enough to only have 2 💀

the entire experience was a fever dream.. from him suddenly craving pizza with a chocolate drizzle on top, to him nearly stepping out of a moving car 😟

refuses to see the videos of him being loopy post surgery, so you sent the videos to his parents 😎

their love for you tripled by tenfolds after seeing the videos.

anyways, he’s aware of your appointment, but he couldn’t drive you there

katsuki was doing something important, and he teased you by saying “this is punishment for sending my parents those shitty wisdom teeth videos >:T.”

but then, he heavily insisted that he’s the one driving you back, and he tells mina (the one that drove you to the dentist) that he’ll be the one to bring you back home

oddly enough, he was calmly sitting in the lobby. but you could clearly tell that he was just waiting for some news to be delivered

all of the people there expected him to be shaking the poor, innocent workers about your whereabouts tbh

but they don’t know how much calmer he could be, especially when the time’s right.

the dentist finally exists the office, and he abruptly stands up, “so?? how are they??”

man already knows about what he should do, since he did his research 2 days before the actual appointment.

so he instead, inquires about your state.

“they’re still a bit loopy from the anesthesia, but that’s to be expected. however, we’ve pulled out 4–”

“what?” the blond sputters, “four? you ripped out four?”

“yes, they had four, two on each side. their pain tolerance is lower than most patients, so kindly make sure to check on them when the anesthesia fades.”

katsuki snatches takes the paper bag of medicine from the dentist’s hands, and immediately marches over to where you’ve been discharged

and this man has a good laugh, because you’re sitting in a wheelchair. his state post wisdom teeth removal was worse, but he didn’t use a wheelchair.

but here you are, sitting in a wheelchair.

“you look shitfaced,” katsuki comments quietly. loud enough for you to hear, of course. because you frowned (to the best of your abilities.)

“meanie.” you weakly throw your hand against his chest, but katsuki takes no offense. “but you took it like a champ, didn’t you?”

“of course. the s/o of bakugō.. katsuki has seen worse.”

katsuki holds in a retort, and decides to help you out of the dentist office, thanking the staff as he helps you into his car (much to their surprise.)

i’m a firm believer that katsuki bakugō is a good driver. he definitely looks like a speeder, but i promise you, he’s not.

in fact, he’s much more attentive when you’re in the car with him, let alone if you’re in any pain.

which is why, he immediately steps on the gas, when he hears you groaning from the pain “it hurts already?”

you muffle, “sooo bad, katsu. i might faint.”

he drives faster than before, not wanting to see you in any pain for much longer. it’s a good thing you’re wearing a seat belt.

carries you into the house, and puts you in bed, tucking you under the blankets tenderly, as he rummages through the medicine bag

“damnit, where is it when i need you?”

as much as he would rip the gauze off, katsuki takes it off as delicately as he possibly could. muttering quick apologizes when tears threaten to spill from your eyes.

“see? wasn’t so bad, right?”

makes you take the pain medicine shortly afterwards. only warns you once, before dumping the medicine down your throat, making sure you don’t choke at all.

he’s that one nurse that’s kinda rough, but actually cares about your well being a lot.

like.. he’ll roll his eyes when you ask him to hand you the remote, but he just goes “tell me what show you want.”

will complain about you not moving when you’re being asked to (like.. sitting up for medicine)

but ends up giving you a scolding, when you try going to the bathroom by yourself, and without his assistance.

he’s obviously prepared. there are ice packets sitting in the fridge, and he immediately puts it against your cheek when you fall asleep

wishes he had ‘that damn icy hot’s quirk’ at a time like this, just for more convenience. and so that he could just sooth your pain, by activating his quirk.

he says he’s going to sleep at his usual bed time. but similar to todoroki, katsuki stays up all night just monitoring you

just.. making sure you’re not in any pain, obliterating any signs of discomfort with urgency.

eventually makes a quick trip to the convenient store, when you’re asleep. all for a pint of ice cream.

so when you’re fully recovered, you have a pint of ice cream, waiting for you in the fridge :) that’s also your favorite flavor

if you don’t like ice cream, he’ll just get any other dessert you fancy.

will tease you after recovery, talking about how wimpy you were with an amused grin on his face (yes, that one.)

but really, he likes babying you like that. just maybe.. when you’re not in so much pain.

“anyways, wanna see the videos i took of you while you were out of it?”

“katsu!”

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