im in love with you sir

So im going to be drawing more shance now because @sir-scandalous has opened my eyes to the beauty of this ship. Also freaking love his art so why not tag him in my first shance piece lol

a tale of trees and espionage

okay story time:

my professor (lovely man, married to our TA, 5'2", about as intimidating as a muffin) is a dendrologist by trade, so he studies trees. it was about three hours into our social sciences course, last lecture before exams, everyone was frazzled and exhausted, so he told us about his most exciting/in-depth research to date to cheer us up.

(the few of us who actually showed up were like “ok sir im sure its fascinating” but in our minds we were totally like its trees what. is. exciting. about trees. You might be wondering the same thing - the acorns? the leaves? the roots? BUT NO. IMMA FUCKIN TELL YA.)

ANYWAY we settle in, he had a few pictures loaded up from his field work (we were chuckling at this point…. ‘hehehe field work’ i giggled to my frend. its trees.) and began to tell his tale. it’s long, imma warn you, but……. god. just read it.

theres an species of tree called the cucumber tree (Magnolia acuminata, if ya wanna get all Latin-y). its super endangered, in our region there’s only ~280 that are registered by the government, yadda yadda yadda. my prof thought that was tragic (i know) but also strange, because when he was writing his thesis about local trees years ago, he kept coming across cucumber trees in really random places. we’re talking like backyards, independently-owned nurseries, etc. WHICH IS IMPOSSIBLE because, according to tree law (i know) it is very strictly protected by the government, and thus super “illegal to possess, transport, collect, buy or sell any part of a living or dead member of a listed species if it originates from wild sources.” essentially, the govt takes control over growing the trees and anyone who independently raises them is breaking the law (i know)

so he’d ask people “do you have a permit for these trees?” and they were like “uh no, it’s just a tree someone sold me, i think it looks nice, are you gonna arrest me?” so he’d be like “nah nah nah just tell me who sold it to you”

eventually, months/years later, someone did, and turns out it was like this underground sort-of illegal tree dealing club (i know). so my prof went, got a bit of funding from the government, who were getting pissed at independent cucumber tree numbers, and THIS IS WHERE IT GETS INTO THE GOOD SHIT I STG.

he infiltrates the tree trafficking organization. he buys a cucumber tree from an independent nursery, raises it for months, ensures he gets noticed by the traffickers, and then INFILTRATES it and convinces its leader to LET HIM JOIN. he has to pay like a steep entrance fee, which he does (and it blows my mind that the government of my country paid money to illegal tree dealers), but then he is given full access to records and maps because they think he’s one of them, not a SECRET AGENT.

now this part blows my mind because the tree lords don’t even have to try very hard to find cucumber trees because government agents MARK THE TREES AND DISTINCTLY TAG THEM SAYING THIS IS ENDANGERED DO NOT TOUCH. so, ya know…………. it’s a bit obvious. my prof hangs out with the members so much that he figures out their “hit spots”. these are where the trees are relatively secluded and unguarded. (he writes all this shit and numbers down for his research.)

BUT THATS NOT ENOUGH BECAUSE THE GOVT SAYS HES WASTING THEIR FUNDING IF HE DOESNT HAVE PROOF and they are willing to take LEGAL ACTION for misuse of funding (my prof doesn’t have the money nore time nor power to take them to court, which would also blow his cover). so my prof literally STAKES OUT a copse of cucumber trees at a recognized wildlife reserve for. DAYS. he camps there, and watches the trees, is about to give up, he’s going off an unreliable rumor from the traffickers that a harvester would be going there within the next week. finally, this guy comes and takes the cucumber tree seeds from the CLEARLY MARKED trees by the government, and my prof takes pictures (we are shown these pictures, most of us are speechless at this point). dozens of candid shots of a man my grandpa’s age with a grocery store bag, garden shears, and a ladder, clipping away the illegal seeds and then going on his merry fucking way.

so my prof has the proof, he’s been undercover for months now at this point, he writes up his report, gives it to the government who is like…….. “oh shit”, helps them draft up a new LESS COMPLETELY FUCKING OBVIOUS way of marking endangered trees (so that way non-tree-lovers wouldn’t damage them further, etc.), and then never returns to the tree traffickers. he’d given them a fake name, address, everything….. he disappears.

…there was a full minute of stunned silence from us students at this point, during which he grew more and more nervous (again, he’s a muffin) and all of us students are just like……. “whoa.” we asked him what happened to the remaining illegal cucumber trees & if he turned the tree dealers in to the government, and that is when he smiles a little bit and shows us the last few pictures. because here’s the kicker… he never turned the smugglers in. he burned all the data he collected, defied the government pressuring him to turn them in, and the only reason he’s not incarcerated is because his work is so prominent in certain circles now & universities love him, that there would be an uproar if he got arrested. he’s like a fucking anti-hero and then he tells us (i’ll never forget, it’s the most inspirational green-thumb thing in the world) “it may be 'illegal’, but those who risk their liberty to ~save the world~ should never be reprimanded, no matter what those in power say.”

we are all stunned. some of us are considering dendrology as a field we’d now be interested in pursuing. he clicks his slide one final time, before we leave our last lecture and, since he had an asthma attack (lil muffin) he didn’t attend our exam, so i never see him again…………

and there, on the slides, the last picture? THERE HE IS. in his own backyard. with his equally lovely TA wife. both grinning innocently, standing underneath a……. FUCKING. FULL GROWN. ILLEGAL. CUCUMBER TREE.

My Hero Academia as boyfriends (Class 1-A)

Yuga Aoyama

  • Legit all about him
  • wanna talk about your day? Just forget it
  • he would be overly protective of you though
  • any guy come near you?He is right there
  • Would seriously stare that guy down before sassing the hell out of him
  • “Im sorry, but this lady is already taken by this beauty, a.k.a me, 

Tenya Lida

  • oh Jesus Christ, the dates with this man
  • every. single. thing. would be planned out, even your bathroom breaks.
  • but he would be the most loving boyfriend ever
  • if you are ever in ant trouble or a guy is flirting with you, he would be right there, ready to either protect you or drag you away
  • “Im sorry sir, Y/N has other and much more important business to attend to”

Mashirao Ojiro

  • would actually be a very chill boyfriend
  • but would not fancy PDA
  • You go to kiss him in front of people, he would just pounce away
  • However, if anyone messes with his girl? uh uh, they would not be in school the next day
  • he would do absolutely anything to protect you
  • “Come on, lets go eat lunch together”

Denki Kaminari

  • You would definitely be the brains of this relationship
  • but you loved that adorable goof
  • he would always try to romantically surprise you, but would probably ruin the surprise by accidentally talking about it.
  • If he saw another guy talking to you, he would immediately panic and accidentally electrocute the poor guy
  • he did not mean too, he is just absolutely terrified of losing the first girl he has eve cared about
  • “Im sorry Y/N, but he was getting way too close to you”

Eijiro Kirishima

  • Now this guy, would show you off to EVERYONE
  • walking in the park? kisses you bluntly. Middle of class? Makes jokes about the other guys not having girlfriends
  • But he is still incredibly sweet
  • but..his jealously is a bit of problem
  • any guy that ever gets a little too close to yoy for his own comfort, would end up straight in the infirmary
  • “You know what, i am not even sorry. No one messes with my girl”

Fumikage Tokoyami

  • sometimes you forgot that this guy was your boyfriend when in class
  • he was just so cool and mysterious, you always wondered what a guy like him was doing with a girl like you
  • but he never let you think like that for to long
  • he was the type to pull you away from friends to find a quiet place alone for just the two of you
  • and when you were alone, he would be quite ‘affectionate’
  • he would sometimes get self-conscious because of his face, but you would always kiss his beak lightly to chase away his worries
  • “AH, im sorry Y/N , i love you”

Shoto Todoroki

  • Now this would be a very complicated relationship
  • he loves you, like absolutely adores you
  • but has a hard time opening up to you
  • thus leaving many secrets in your relationship which stresses you out so much
  • but he always seems to make it up with sweet gestures
  • especially after arguments you tend to make up quickly because, you know, you dont want the whole place burning down
  • “cuddles would be a massive thing
  • such a tsundere
  • “You know i love you”

Originally posted by kirei-na-jinsei


Katsuki Bakugo

  • and another complicated relationship
  • why you ask? because you both were stubborn as fuck
  • he was not gonna admit he liked you, neither were you
  • until the both of you had a screaming match and just ended up yelling at each other
  • now you guys have viscous make out sessions every time you fought
  • and yeah, it would be best if no other guy approached you cause …yeah lets just not
  • he loves you though really
  • “Just shut up and kiss me”

Originally posted by anime-trash-for-life

Izuku Midoriya

  • this would be the cutest relationship ever
  • he would prep himself months before asking you out and would almost faint when you actually say yes
  • he would not be able to do PDA for a very long time
  • but when you were alone, i feel like he would kinda turn into a clingy puppy
  • you are low key jealous of his close relationship with Uraraka 
  • but he would always confirm his love for you whenever you felt like that
  • “Dont worry, i only love you”

Okay, so i am obsessed with this show at the moment so i thought it would be a good idea! Lemme know what you think!

Okay so sorry about the people Im about to tag but all of these people have inspired me or impacted me in some way shape or form and i just love all these people so much and they all only deserve the best in life!!! <3 Being apart of this fandom is so much fun, and all these people make it worth while! Thank you for being you!

@taylor-tut @taovol @tokyoteddywolf @momthatreblogs @sir-scandalous@artemiscanni @inuyunyun @sonicspeed1 @shir-oh-no @saltyshiro @whump-dump  @ashterism @the-coolest-shaladin @blk-l @lowaharts @misterpoofofficial @lohkaydraws @anti-lancelot @cinnieminni @elentori-art​ @maychorian​ @jaspurrlock @stargazershiro

These people are so amazing and cool!! Literal inspirations <3 I hope y’all have a beautiful day and know that y’all have done so many beautiful things! 

(also thank u @stargazershiro​ for coming up with this! You’re literally an angel, hope today is a great day for ya <3) 

so apparently cogman in tf5 is supposed to be polite and dignified and drives the old english human dudes’ car, but he has anger issues 

 and all i can see is this

cogman: [listening to classical music while driving] so, sir, how’s your day-

random human: UR BUTLER SUCKS 

cogman: excuse me, one second 

cogman: [rolls down windows to car, there’s inhuman screaming. he’s running over humans with the car CLASSICAL MUSIC IS BLARING  THE SCENT OF A RAGING ALPHA IS UPON US RUN HUMAN RUN AND DONt LOOK BACK YOU FOOL] 

cogman: [clears throat] sorry about that now where were we…?

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~MC: Are you alright, sir?!

Jumin: G-give me a moment…

based off of @promiscuous-jalapeno‘s barista MC x jumin HC

EDIT: Quality dropped, im so sorry! high res if you click on them individually~

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A brief comic for a ficlet that was written for my by a good friend and amazing writer @kmittingarts 

klance headcanons no one asked for

OK I’m just doing this bc I love klance OK and klance makes me feel happy so,,,
sorr to anyone who did this before me, this came up suddenly on my mind,,

-lance and keith are on a mission to a planet, and theyre just bickering like old married couples and they just,,,, pine,,,
-when theyre done with that said mission, the team decides to relax and just stay on that planet for a break
-lance and keith both went off to explore. keith comes bc he doesnt want lance to get hurt and bc he has nothing else to do
-when they were exploring, they found a tiny alien girl and Lance fell in LOVE™
-it was more of a “mother-child” love, so keith wasnt entirely that jealous (poor bby)
-lance being that sweet uncle he just takes the alien kid and shows it to keith
lance: KEITTTH LOOK AT THIS TINY ALIEN GIRL I LOVE HERE
keith: lance put it back—NO WAIT COME BACK HERE DONT RUN AWAY FROM ME
-lance spends time with the tiny alien girl a lot so she thinks lance is her dad
lance: youre so CUTE, do you know i love you with all my heart mi cielo—
the alien kid: papa!!!
lance: oh—OH my GOD—you just—IM
-keith doesnt spend as much time with the alien daughter, but he likes her company and will fight anyone who touches her
some alien: can i take her and have a look—
keith: *takes his bayard and aims it at the alien* say that again BITCH
-somehow the alien baby thinks keith as her other father, so she calls him dad or daddy (not in the kinky way, get ur head outta the gutter BINCH)
keith: *plays with the alien baby*
alien kid:!!!! dad!!!
keith:
keith: what
-lance and keith both takes the alien baby back to where she came from and then she calls both Keith and Lance papa and dad and both of them gets flustered
lance: im just saying that id make a good father for this girl
keith: dream on, loser
alien girl: dad!!!! papa!!! *gestures to both of them with a smile*
lance:
keith:
lance, internally: hallelujah motherfuckers
-once they took her back the alien girl keeps on crying and whining and begging her dads so she can come with. then they both found out that the girl was an orphan, keith immediately takes her with him bc he didnt want her to feel like she has no one just like he did after he lost his family. lance denies at first but then he wants her too
lance: keith what are you doing put her back keith—
keith: shes my precious baby girl and i will not hesitate to rip your head off if you try and take her away from me
lance:
lance: well damn i want her too then
-they give her a name. they argue a lot for the name. keith wants to name her godzilla but Lance shrieks and wants to name her cielo
lance: were not naming her after a MONSTER keith
keith: so what godzilla is cool
lance: NO she will be cielo
keith: how about ciella
lance:
lance: well ok—
-both of them try to sneak her in the castle and they succeeded, the hard part was how they should keep her with them without anyone NOTICING. they both proceeds to let her stay in one of their rooms bc no one would be snooping there
lance: OK so maybe ciella can stay in my room then—
keith: lance she stays in my room
lance: no youll just bore her
keith: you dont know what im gonna do to her, she wont be bored
lance: i assume she will be bored, no one wants to see your knife collection and hear your conspiracy theories keith
keith: well im sure she wouldnt like to get her face all covered in weird facemasks and skin care products—
lance: YOU TAKE THAT BACK—
-keith’s attempt to hide ciella is just a poorly made decision. he just takes his blanket and covers her in it.
keith: ok ciella, be good for daddy and stay quiet ok??
ciella, covered by a blanket: sssshhhhh!!!!
keith, smiling: right!!
later…
keith, talking to one of the team: yeah and then—
ciella, still covered in a blanket: *runs to keith and bumps him in the leg* oof!!
one of the team: what the fuck is that
keith, sweating, nervously laughing: idk lol haha weird
Keith, internally: shit
-lance’s attempt is hands down the worst decision he ever made. he decides to just hide her in his jacket.
lance, with ciella inside his jacket: hey guys
hunk: lance you look… different
lance: yup gained some extra weight these past few days
pidge, pointing at a tail that shows on the back of his jacket: you have a tail
lance:
lance:
lance: yea gained that too
keith, from the other side of the room: WHAT THE FUCK—
-the team finally knows that both keith and lance has a baby alien girl. they tease them a lot.
shiro, to keith: looks like youre the older one after all, /sir/
hunk, to lance: aww youre a dad now maybe you can teach me some stuff when I get married
pidge, to keith: i cant believe youre a father now, ew
allura, to lance: dont worry, being a father isnt as hard
coran, crying: MY BLUE PALADIN IS A FATHER, I AM SO PROUD, ALLURA IM—
-keith and lance realises they both love ciella and gain feelings™
-both of them are too oblivious to ask the other one out, eventually lance did the first move and they start dating
-they adopted ciella and have a happy life with her until they die™

A-Z NSFW: Woozi

Originally posted by fyboyfriendsvt

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A = Aftercare 

While he struggles to stay awake after sex, Woozi is extremely caring with his aftercare. Sex isn’t in the rough range, so pains aren’t typically a problem, he takes care of wiping you both down, and due to the length of time you two spend rolling around the sheets, he makes sure you two are rehydrated before he lets you two call it a night. Tender kisses and soft words lead to cuddles and sleep.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

Whether it be yours or his preference, he knows you both love his mouth. Woozi loves worshiping your body, and he knows you love it too. His mouth is his tool of choice, and takes pride in how easily he can make you squirm, beg, and cum just from his mouth. Flip that, and he loves your hands. Woozi gets half the joy of sex from your responses to him, your fingers clutching his arms, nail biting in to his back as he thrusts in you, your digits wrapped around his cock, bringing him to the brink of pleasure. 

C = Cum 

Woozi’s one that kind of lock ups when he cums, if that makes sense. He’s not a pull out kind of guy, so condoms are a constant. When he’s close, he lets himself down and presses you two chest to chest, tucks his head against your neck, and pushes hilt deep and stays there when he finally steps over the edge of please. He’s not a vocal cum, more just heavy breathing and quiet gasps of pleasure.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

He isn’t super secretive with you, he’s not going to like…smash a vase and pretend it never happened and not tell you, but everything you do, you do it together, right? Woozi wants to keep that going, as it is, but he can’t bring up mutual masturbation is lowkey a thing for him. Everything you two do sexual, is done to each other, the idea of seeing and hearing and watching each other fall apart without the luxury of touching the other….is enough to make his head spin.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Woozi isn’t one of the babies, and he isn’t one of the oldest, but he’s been in a relationship, so I don’t think he’s that innocent. At the very least, he knows what he’s doing, at the very most, he’s put his knowledge to the test. Either way, he’s not going to be that bad of a shag, being the smarty pants producer mr. jihoon is. 


F = Favorite position

Woozi’s a man of simple taste in bed, he’s classic. Major skin to skin is his thing, so he varies from missionary, to you topping, anything that he can be pressed tight to you, but his favorite is both of you kneeling and your back to him. Hes got full access to dig his fingers into your hip and feel your fingers clutch his hair and toss your head back against his shoulder and moan right beside his ear. True bliss to Woozi.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Of the group, Woozi certainly dips more into the clowning around during sex types. Sly tickles and pokes and giggles are continuous throughout sex. If dick and titties weren’t out, you’d just think it was two friends play fighting with how joyful and lighthearted sex with Woozi is.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
Fml Woozi is so soft…It’s off and on, and really you have to harp on him if it’s important or not, but occasionally he does just wipe it all clean. Not often, though, but on the norm he does manscape.


I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

With you, Woozi’s bizarrely affectionate. Like forever in that honeymoon phase. Sex is full of gentle touches and heart eyes, and post sex is completely filled with sweet words of love. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

Jerking off on his own isn’t a consistent thing, more of a rarity between his schedule and being with you. But when it does happen, it’s usually like…4 am and he calls you like ‘im hiding in a closet in the studio h e l p’. You better help the poor boy.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Again, Woozi’s pretty simple; affectionate, loving, and simple. Tender kinks, body worship and role playing and dressing up, on both parts. He likes taking on these roles, with you as well. One title he likes to play with, though, is sir. Nothing crazy, just randomly letting it slip out during sex and he’s a gonner. 


L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Kind of happened by accident, you two were getting it on and the boys returned a bit too early and you had to pause everything and slip into a closet until they left again. That started the whole ‘lets see how many closets your dick can be in me before we get caught’ spree. That is probably the only insane thing you’re going to get out of Woozi, to be honest with you.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Woozi is a very needy guy when it comes to actually turning him on, it takes just the right thing. Chilling around and making out, Woozi’s easiest turn on is heavy petting; over the clothes touching and dry humping is his turn on, the little pleasure it gives just makes him crave the full blown act. 

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Playing with titles and power kinks, sometimes degrading goes along with that, but with Woozi they’re a no go. Similar to Jeonghan, he’s had enough being put down and teased for being a ‘little man’, any degrading title (bitch, slut, etc) is out of his books. Sex with Woozi is, even in roles, still loving and full of respect and affection, that he can’t bring himself to let those things leave his mouth.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Again, his mouth is a prized part on him, he loves working between your thighs and making sweet music with his tongue. He’s quite the master at oral, and really does love making you quake from his mouth. Woozi’s a switch, you can’t convince me otherwise. He’s dominant and likes to hand power over to you too, and letting you lay him out and make him shake like he does to you, has got to be top five favorite things in the world to him.


P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Woozi varies a lot. He’s like a box of chocolate, you never know what you’re going to get until dick’s in you and he’s pounding away. He’s like hot and cold, it’s one or the other, no in between. Either he’s jack rabbit-ing it up, quick and sharp thrusts or he’s slow and gentle, almost to the point it’s more like humping than thrusts. Flip a coin boo, good luck.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Even though he takes forever with you, Woozi can bust out a quickie easily. No questions asked, no problem, wham bam thank you ma’am type of shiz. He’s not opposed to them, he actually enjoys quickies, obviously not on the scale of regular sex but he’s down for a quick bump and grind. They don’t happen very often, you can count on maybe once a month. 

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Woozi’s pretty reserved with his affection, PDA isn’t expressed much, if at all. Risks that involve being seen, are nonexistent to Woozi. It’s just not going to happen. Aside from that, Woozi is pretty set in his ways, if you want to try something new or bring a new element into sex, it’s going to have a lengthy discussion and they’re probably a 60-70% chance he won’t like it. 

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
In my mind, Woozi reminds me of a rabbit; fuck happy, at least, once he gets to the desire for sex. He’s not fast like a bunny though, he can fuck forever, he stretches out sex longer than you can imagine. Foreplay is insane, oral is a must, sex is slow and intense that he just drags it out. Woozi lasts pretty long, unusually so; pushing 15-20 minutes, and can pound out 2-3 rounds thanks to extensive foreplay giving him easy time to recover before sex again.


T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Woozi isn’t much of a man fond of toys, he’s more of a character-ish guy? He likes the costumes and role playing, as opposed to toys. Maid, kitty, nurse, etc, that’s more his speed. The only thing he has personally bought on his own free will, was just a small bullet vibrator for some good foreplay. 


U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Woozi doesn’t like getting teased, especially with sex in your relationship, so to him he treats you in the same respect. He stops when you whine at him to hurry up, he doesn’t hold out on you or intentionally continue teasing you when he doesn’t like it. And quite frankly, he’d much rather get to sex anyways, so why tease the both of you? 


V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
He’s unusually quiet, not that he’s holding back his sounds, Woozi isn’t loud in bed. Unless he’s telling you what to do, whispering sweet words to you, or about to cum when he gets pretty panty and a few moans slip out, he’s silent in bed.


W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Woozi is pretty middle ground on being sexual, he waits pretty long before sex. He’s pretty sexual in ways excluding complete sex, hands and mouths happen pretty frequently and earlier in the relationship that expected, but he holds sex for quite a while. 


X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Big things come in small packages ngl i hate i just wrote that…ew Woozi’s not a little man down below. He passes the average, pushing 6-6.5″ and just a hair thicker than typical. Truly something you should take a Polaroid of and send to Trump to gloat, it’s some good meat…mmm


Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive isn’t sky high, Woozi’s drive rides the line of average, dipping maybe a little under. He’s not a super horny guy, he’s not going to hump your leg every second of the day. Sex is somewhat rare? Sex doesn’t happen every single day, pushing once or twice a week. 

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Soft bub Woozi taps out fast as hell, he’s ready to crash as soon as he cums. He wears out easy during sex, so post coitus naps are a must. Woozi curls up almost instantly, that it’s a struggle just to get through aftercare his eyelids become so heavy.  

That thing guys do where they approach a girl on the street based on looks is such an ineffective strategy in my experience like its cool to know my outfit is “elegant” but sir I already promise your expectations are wrong the only service I offer is being an awkward meme-loving-fuck you’re literally only signing up for 1am discussions about fanfiction and anime characters and trash jokes

A dude stopped and walked with me last night telling me my outfit reminded him of some fashionista he knew if France and i dont know jack or shit about France or fashion and whatever vibe I was giving off was 100% bullshit because the only thing on my mind was getting on my pjs and watching boku no hero reruns

like whats the right way to communicate “you seem nice but im grappling with the stress of realizing ive somehow set expectation too high and i am in fact 400% more of an awkward loser than you realize and i spent all of middle and high school being super ugly so i really dont know how this ‘lets get coffee’ game works i just wanna watch my japanese cartoons in peace”

First Love (M)

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader
Genre: Smut, kinda fluffy

A/N: So…I think this is the last one of the short story series for Namjoon. I need to redo Jin’s and then do Jungkook and V. After that I hope you do a series, of what?…I don’t know yet. (I’m thinking at the moment.) Oh, sweet Namjoon.

P.S.: I’m going to miss sexy CEO Namjoon (cries)

Read the Previous Ones: First Class / First Day


I writhed as the vibrator was pushed against my pussy and switched on. My eyes closed involuntarily at the sensation as Namjoon moved it in slow circles. My soft moans joined the other only sound in the room, the vibrations of the dildo. My boss looked at me with nothing but adoration in his eyes as his gaze caressed my mocha skin. His brown eyes were so warm, “You like that, princess?” he asked, his voice dripping smooth like honey. “It feels good, sir.” He took my hands away from where they were gripping the bed sheets and wrapped my fingers around the vibrator, replacing his own. “Take over and go slowly. Enjoy yourself,” he instructed. I tried to mimic what he had been doing and negotiated the toy in slow circles so it touched every side of my walls.

The sensation was amazing, but much better when Namjoon did it. He was a very skilled master and I was merely an apprentice. We both enjoyed these training sessions immensely. “Remember to touch yourself, too. I love watching you touch yourself, Y/N.” One hand left the vibrator so it could move to my clit. I toyed with the bud, only a little self-conscious about what I was doing. Just a few weeks ago I couldn’t imagine doing this in front of anyone else. But when my billionaire boss told me to do something, I found it extremely difficult refusing him. I knew he liked watching me while I masturbated and I liked pleasing him. Plus, I had fun too. It was a win-win situation.

My back arched as I increased the intensity. I was heading firmly toward a nice orgasm and couldn’t wait to get there now. This was my first time using a vibrator and I’m sure it wouldn’t be the last. “Come for me, princess. Get yourself off for me.” The orgasm erupted down below. I immediately stopped what I was doing and let the rush of pleasure wash through me. Namjoon quickly intervened, pressing the dildo further into me and increasing the pressure. He fucked me with it, pushing the toy in and out of me until my body was nothing but nerve endings all crackling like lightning. “Namjoon,” I screamed repeatedly.

My body bucked and arced with the sensations it could not contain. My fingers once against gripped the sheets as I rode out the joy as it sung through me. His free hand covered my clit, flicking my tight bud to increase my ecstasy. He moved with the skill of a professional, completely trained in the art of pleasure. He finally decreased the pressure and let me come down from the high. I was gasping for breath and my heart rate was dangerously hastened. I couldn’t have done a better workout at the gym. I sat up against the oversized pillows.

There was a considerable bulge in Namjoon’s pants, one I would have liked to take care of. While I was completely naked, he was still fully dressed in his black suit and tie. “You are so fucking gorgeous,” he said, using his commanding tone. I loved it when he didn’t try to reign himself in, just said whatever was on his mind. Nobody else got to see him like this except me. I leaned on my elbows as I sat up higher, my head still giddy. “That was amazing. I never knew toys could be so much fun.”

“It’s only the beginning, baby girl. There are a lot more where this came from.” He stood from the bed and adjusted his tie. “I have a meeting to get to.” I shuffled over to the edge and cupped his cock over his pants. “Can’t I look after you now? It’s only fair.” He shook his head. “I’d love to, princess…but I have people waiting for me. And I’m already late, I’ll see you later.” I fell back on the bed and watched him leave. That ass was exquisite in pants but extraordinary naked. I pouted while he took one last appreciative look at me. He should have stayed so we could play all day. He was the CEO, certainly he could do what he liked? He could certainly do whatever he liked with me, since I was the Director of Office Satisfaction.

What I didn’t realize when I had signed up for the job was that the bedroom would be my office and it was his satisfaction I was the director of. It was the best job in the world. I lazed in bed and flicked on the television. I had at least a few hours to kill before Namjoon would be out of his meeting. After that, he could give me another instruction or I would be left alone for even longer. Eventually I took a shower and cleaned up. I washed the vibrator, hoping that was how it was supposed to be cleaned. Namjoon had a whole staff of cleaners but I don’t think cleaning our sex toys were in their job description.

I threw on some silky cream lingerie and returned to the bedroom. Just as I was about to pick up a book, my cell phone rang. It was Namjoon, “I’m watching you right now.” There was a camera in the bedroom, one that only he could access. I sat up and spread my legs, posing for him. “Do you like what you see?”

“That lace looks exquisite on you.”

“You could come up and take it off me.” Namjoon laughed and it sent a jolt of happiness into my belly. “Gladly, baby girl. If only I had the time. Pop your breast out.” Disappointment was quickly replaced with excitement as I pulled my breast out of the cups. “Squeeze them.” I started kneading my breast at the same time. My fingers tweaked my nipples, making the jolt of happiness spread into a fire pit, deep in my core. “Good, princess. Leave them out and start touching your pussy for me.” My hands slid down my stomach and delved into my lace panties. I made sure to face the camera so he had the best view in the room. My fingers slid into my pussy lips, moving back and forth. I was hot again in no time, ready for release and wishing Namjoon was there to take care of the act himself.

Surely if he had time to watch, he had time to fuck. “God,” he breathed the words into the phone. He was enjoying the show, the thought made me even hornier. “Turn around and get on your hands and knees. I want to see that magnificent ass of yours.” I did as I was told and positioned my ass in front of the camera. I wiggled it, smacking it a few times. Namjoon loved my curves, he could spend hours memorizing every part of me. He probably knew my backside better than I did. I loved it when he ran his tan hands over my mocha skin. He revered the difference in color as much as I did. “Pick up the dildo and put it inside you,” Namjoon ordered.

I stayed in the same position as I was with my ass in the air while I reached for the vibrator. I pulled aside my panties and worked it into my pussy. I was dripping wet, proof of how much he could seduce me with only his words. “Princess, I want to see you filled.” My legs had to spread a little further so I could get the thing right in my pussy. The toy wasn’t as big as Namjoon’s cock but it was still a considerably nice size. “That’s right. Move it about. I want that thing moving in and out of you like a piston.” He paused while I gave him a good show, making sure to moan with the ecstasy.

“Don’t slow down. Do I need to remind you about punishment options?”

“No, sir.” Punishment was fun. If he thought threatening me with a spanking was supposed to intimidate me, he was completely wrong. I longed for another spanking, anything to get him back in the room and closer to my body. “Good, good,” he cooed. The vibrator was doing a really good job of getting me pumped up. Between the toy and Namjoon’s commands, it was all I could do not to cry out like a cat in heat. All I could think of was how much I wanted to fuck. “Stand up,” Namjoon said suddenly. “I don’t think I can, sir.”

“I said stand up, Y/N.” There was no arguing with that tone of voice. I slowly stood up. The feeling of having a full pussy was delicious. I hoped Namjoon’s next order would be to finish myself off. “Put on a coat and come down to my office.”

“Like this?”

“Exactly like that, Y/N. Hurry up or I’m going to be very angry.” I clamored to get off the bed and out of view of the camera. I checked on the vibrator and pushed it in further, pulling my panties back in place underneath it. The dildo would probably stay in place as long as my legs were together. It wouldn’t just fall out along the way. I quickly found a coat and slid it on over my lingerie before heading toward the elevator. It was a little uncomfortable walking with the toy shoved so deep in my pussy. It made my core ache with need. Stepping out on Namjoon’s floor, I thought for sure every person I passed knew what I had lodged between my legs and what I was about to do with the boss.

It was probably paranoia but it also added to my level of arousal. I was the one fucking the boss. I got to see him naked and satisfied. He gave me more pleasure than any man had in my life before. If they knew about our arrangement, then I didn’t care. I was proud of myself for being the one who bought him to his knees. I stopped at Namjoon’s assistant’s desk. Her perky blond haired self-smiled. “You can go right in, Mr. Kim is expecting you.”

“Thank you,” I replied, flashing her a big grin. I didn’t bother knocking, just barged right into his office. My legs were about two seconds away from giving out on me. Thank goodness he hadn’t told me to turn on the vibrator, I wouldn’t have made it out of the elevator. The security guys would have loved watching that footage. Namjoon’s head snapped up, his face relaxing into a grin when he saw me. “Take off your coat. Did you follow my order?”

“Yes, sir.” I slid the coat off and slung it over the back of the lounge suite. My cream lingerie hugged my curves, contrasting beautifully with my dark skin. He stood and his erection was obvious. “Come here and show me.” I sidled over to behind his desk and spread my legs for inspection. Namjoon reached down and fondled my pussy until he encountered the plastic of the dildo. He moved it around, making me gasp from the pleasure. “Good work,” he said. “Now get down on your knees. I want to see those lips around my cock.” He snapped the elastic of my panties as he let go of me. It was almost as good as being spanked.

I crawled down to my knees and undid his pants. Pulling his trousers and then his boxers down to his knees, his glorious cock sprung free from its prison. I gripped it with both hands before placing the head in my mouth. He was already wet with pre-cum. I swirled the salty liquid around with my tongue, getting him nice and lubricated before having my way with him. With one hand, I cupped his balls. My fingers fondled them, mixing hard tugs with soft caressing. He seemed to respond equally to both. With my other hand, I ringed the base of the cock and applied some pressure. He was growing even harder, his member hot and throbbing with desire and lust for me.

My mouth took him in further as my lips slid down his length. I pushed on through the gag reflex, determined to take all of him. Namjoon was impressively hung so it was no easy feat to deep throat him. His hand tangled in my hair as he guided my head back and forth. He was gentle at first but quickly fastened the pace as he fucked my face. His cock was pushed right down the back of my throat as I continued to squeeze his balls. Namjoon liked it rough and this was a perfect example of the way he enjoyed things. My lips were forced along his shaft as he grew bigger and came closer to his release. I looked up at him through my lashes, seeing the impressive man watching me while I took his most intimate part in my mouth. His strong legs shook as he came dangerously close to coming in my mouth.

The vibrator buried in me was doing everything it could to make me equally as close to the brink. My clit just need a little flick and it would all be over. We could come together. He pulled out of me, holding my head back from his cock by my hair. My saliva made his cock shiny and wet as it pointed upwards. “When I come, I want to be inside you. Stand up, Y/N.” He let go of my hair so I could stand before him. He radiated power, despite his cock bobbing in the space between us. I desperately wanted to be holding it again, thrusting it inside me where the toy was currently occupying. “Bend over the desk.” His granite desk was cold but it was a relief for my heated skin.

Namjoon guided my legs so they were further apart before ripping off my panties. The delicate lace was no match for him. “You’re soaking. Do I turn you on, princess? Did I make you wet?”

“Yes, sir.” I whimpered as he slapped my bottom as the smack echoed in the quiet office. For the first time since I’d walked in, I noticed the windows. They were floor to ceiling with no coverings. “Can people see in?” I asked nervously. Having Namjoon watch me was one thing, but strangers? It was a whole other ball game, one I wasn’t sure was good or not. “Do you want people to watch, princess? Is that what turns you on?”

“I… I don’t know.” He smacked me again, the sharp sting making my pussy contract with anticipation. “Don’t know, what? Remember who you are speaking with, Y/N.”

“Sir. I don’t know, sir.” He smoothed the stinging area, caressing my skin gently before kissing the spot. The contrast of his soft lips from his hard palm was about to send me skittering over the edge. “They can’t see in,” he finally said. “It’s a one-way window. Are you disappointed?” I was surprised to find that I was. The thought of people watching Namjoon take command and do whatever he wanted to my body was exhilarating. I’d never been a voyeur before. “A little, sir.”

“You’re a dirty little slut, princess” he whispered in my ear. His breath sent a shiver down my spine. “You deserve to be fucked hard.” He pulled out my vibrator with one swift, unexpected move. I gasped at the sudden loss as the air conditioning hit my wetness. My whole body was covered in goosebumps. Namjoon rubbed my back, letting his hands wander underneath my camisole and glide over my skin. His touch warmed me quickly, setting my skin on fire with desire in stark contrast to the cold air. His hands moved down and cupped my ass cheeks. He squeezed my butt with an appreciative growl. “I love your ass, Y/N.” I tried to wiggle it for him but he was holding me down too tightly. “I love your ass, sir.” He let out a breathy laugh. “I’m glad to please you.”

He pulled my cheeks apart, slipping his hand down to my anus. He rubbed it, causing a whole new sensation to pulsate in my being. I’d never done anal before and I never thought I would. But with Namjoon’s skills, I’m sure I’d let him. If he said the word, I’d give it a try. “You like that, princess?”

“It’s nice, sir,” He was teasing me because he knew I was so horny I needed to come. But he was making sure it was on his terms, not mine. He was such a control freak and I loved it. His hands suddenly left me as I heard him move behind me. I couldn’t see what he was doing until he stepped around his desk and I could crane my neck upwards. Namjoon was holding his black tie between his hands, testing its tautness. “You look so hot spread over my desk, princess. I think I’m going to savor this. Hold your hands above your head.” My boobs pressed against the desk as I shifted to follow his order. My arms reached up and over the end of the table.

Namjoon pulled them together before binding my wrists with his tie. I couldn’t move. But I trusted Namjoon with whatever he planned so it didn’t concern me in the slightest. In fact, it had the opposite effect and sent a new round of fluttering in my stomach. I knew Namjoon would only deliver the utmost of pleasure to me. “Do you trust me?” He asked. “Of course I do, sir.”

“I’m going to blindfold you, too.” There was no question in his words, only a statement. I could use my safe word if I objected but why would I? If Namjoon wanted it this way, then I would let him do it. He wasn’t going to hurt me or do anything that wouldn’t bring us mutual pleasure. He pulled another tie from his drawer and then secured it around my head, covering my eyes. Everything went a shade of black as the lights went out for me. I couldn’t see a thing. His footsteps padded on the tiled floor as he returned to stand behind me. I wished I could see him so I could look into his eyes and try to decipher his plans. But that’s not what he wanted so I remained splayed across his desk. The same desk where he ruled his empire, he ruled my body. Fire blazed across my skin as he rubbed my ass cheeks. He reached lower and pushed my legs wider again. He had plenty of access to my pussy now, more than sufficient for anything he chose to do. He leaned over me, his body pressed against mine and enveloping me.

His mouth was right beside my ear as he whispered. “Do you want me to fuck you, Y/N?”

“Yes, please, sir,” I panted the reply. I could barely breath while I waited for the delicious sensations he was about to give me. His cock rested on my ass, cradled between my cheeks. I couldn’t wait to have it inside me. I’d waited all day for it. “Do you like being tied up, sexy?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I like seeing you bound and bent over for me. You’re all mine. Such a beautiful woman and you’re all mine.” Namjoon’s strong hands rubbed my back as he stood again, satisfied he had sufficiently turned me into a puddle of jelly. He moved so his cock rubbed along my clit. I almost cried out with how good it felt. All the nerves were extra sensitive, desperate to be touched and fondled by the man teasing me. Not being able to see anything made every touch even more titillating. Without my sense of sight, all my other senses were heightened. I could hear him breathing, feel everything against my skin, smell his sexy cologne, and taste the traces of his salty cock that were still on my lips.

I stuck out my ass, giving him greater room to move under me. He was enjoying rubbing himself against me, increasing his pace and making my clit throb with burning desire. Finally, finally his cock went inside. My pussy greedily swallowed him up, taking all of him until he was buried deep within my walls. Namjoon let out a breath like it was a relief to finally be where he belonged. He gripped my hips, one on each side, and held them firmly while he started thrusting. He took slow, measured strides as he pulled out of me and then slammed back in again. He was a thousand times better than any sex toy could be. “Princess, you’re so wet and tight. You feel amazing.” I was too busy biting my lip so I wouldn’t scream and moan with the lightning shooting through me.

My whole body was on fire and searing with lustful desire for the man behind me. I didn’t need to see him to know he was enjoying himself just as much as I was… it was in every move he made. He let go with one hand as he snaked it under me and between my legs. I shuddered when his fingers reached my clit and gave it a squeeze. He started stroking me, pressing hard and not relenting. I imagined his perky assistant on the other side of the door, all the other employees sitting at their desks just beyond the wall, the office workers in the surrounding buildings. They were all so close and yet completely oblivious to the wild sex we were having in the office. On the desk. Bound with the boss’s tie.

The image of me splayed across the granite with Namjoon standing rigid, slamming his cock in and out of me was too much to keep me together. The orgasm was fast and strong as my boss held me tight. The sensation of the cold desk, his thick cock, my blindfolded eyes, his fondling hands, my tied wrists, was too much. The pleasure tore through me like I was nothing more than a slip of paper. I squeezed my eyes tightly and bit on my lip as the fire took hold and reached right down to my curling toes. My arms couldn’t move as the rest of me shook and shuddered while trying to contain the extreme joy coursing through me. Namjoon gave a guttural moan as he came.

“Fuck, Y/N. You feel so fucking good.” I was too lost in my own reveling to respond but I knew exactly what he meant. Sex had never been this good before, my body didn’t know how to deal with so much pleasure. It could only let the feeling infiltrate every nerve, muscle, and vein. We soared together while riding out the heart-pounding orgasm. My breaths came in small, sharp bursts while the fire spread through all my limbs. Everything tingled but it was my pussy that was throbbing. My clit was completely ablaze as it was held tightly in place by Namjoon’s generous hand.

We remained in the altered state for a long time until all the aftershocks wore off. It seemed like they would never end and we would stay connected forever. I wouldn’t have complained. I was spent, completely and utterly exhausted from taking the hard pounding. Namjoon pulled out of me and I heard him adjusting his clothing as the fabric rustled. He zipped his pants up before the belt buckle clanked into place. His warm hands were back on me, pulling me up and helping me to stand. It was disorientating without being able to see anything or move my hands.

It was a new experience and I hoped it wouldn’t be the last time. Namjoon once told me he wanted to tie me up in every which way he could imagine. I hoped he would come good on his promise. He pulled the blindfold off me, gently untying it and smoothing my hair away from my face. I could finally look into his eyes and see the joy there. They were alive with happiness. “Did you like that, baby girl?” I couldn’t help the smile as it quirked my lips upwards. “It was amazing.” He placed a soft kiss on my lips, pulling me against him. My ears hadn’t been lying, he was completely dressed.

Meanwhile, I was standing there in nothing but a camisole. “You’re amazing,” he said, holding my head in both of his hands. Our skin may have been completely different colors but that didn’t mean we weren’t supposed to be together. We were a beautiful contrast. I wanted to hold him like he was holding me but it wasn’t possible with my bound wrists. Instead, I let Namjoon shower me with kisses as he trailed them across my neck and face. I soaked up every one of them. He pulled me closer and picked me up, carrying me over to the plush lounge suite like I was as light as a feather. We sank into the deep cushions as he cradled me on his lap.

“There’s something I want to ask you, Y/N,” he said seriously. I still had too many relaxing endorphins floating around me to stress about what his question could be. I nuzzled against him, closer to falling asleep than I should have been. I mumbled “hmmm” so he would know I was listening. “I know we agreed that this is a professional relationship but I want to renegotiate our terms,” he continued. My brain snapped to attention. He wanted to change what we had? Did I do something wrong? Was he bored with me already? I thought he was happy with my performance and dedication.

I’d done everything he’d asked of me. I know I was happy, I didn’t want anything to change. I sat upright to give him my full attention. “What do you want to renegotiate?”

“I don’t want this to be professional anymore.” I almost laughed because there was nothing really professional about our situation anyway. My breath hitched in my throat as I answered. “What do you want it to be then? If not professional…?” Namjoon’s gaze was intense as it skimmed over my skin, finally settling back on my eyes. He looked into my brown eyes like he could see right through me.

“I want you to be mine. Both in and out of the office. I want to take you to my social engagements, I want you to meet my family, and I want you to stay in my home. I want you to be my girlfriend, Y/N.” My heart skipped several beats as it hammered against my ribcage. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. There were no reports of Namjoon ever having a girlfriend before. He had models he hung on his arms but never anything permanent or serious. He was choosing me. “Are you sure?” I asked. I needed to be sure. This heart wasn’t given away freely and I had to be careful who I allowed to steal it. Namjoon laughed, his whole body shaking with the effort. “Of course I’m sure. I’ve never wanted anything more than I’ve wanted this. I’ve known it since I saw you in the airport in Los Angles. Say yes, princess.”

I remembered that moment when our eyes had locked across the terminal. Something had drawn me to him, something inexplicable. He had obviously felt it too as we had been inseparable ever since. I cuddled against him. “Yes, I’d like that.” He pulled me closer and cradled my head in his hand. “Good. I can’t wait to show you everything in my world. It’s all yours now, too.” It was never about the money with Namjoon. At the airport and in the plane I had no idea who he was and just how much wealth he had.

It was always about the man and nothing else. I could only imagine what his world was like. No doubt it was very different from my upbringing back home. I wanted to know everything about him so I would enter his world and soak it all in. While holding me tightly, Namjoon used his free hand to undo my wrists. He snaked his silk tie from around my hands and threw it on the floor before rubbing the skin to get the circulation freely flowing again. It was such a gentle gesture that was in complete contrast to how hard we had just had sex. I got the feeling there were many layers of Namjoon and I couldn’t wait to peel them back until I knew every single one of them.

so as some of you may know, i recently took a hiatus to work on my mental health and now im back!! this is my official notice that i’m back just to inform you!! it’s been a good few weeks but i have realised how much i missed some of you guys, so i decided to do a follow forever!!

special mentions

@sevenyearsdead jud!! my husband!! honestly you were literally my first friend here and you’re definitely my bffl and im never going to get over how much you mean to me and how happy you make me just by sending me snapchats and seeing your posts, idk, i just love you a lot and im so so glad that youre in my life, it truly is one of the best things that has ever happened to me

@reneewvlkers al albert egotisticAL wALuigi ur literally one of my favourite people okay?? playing games with you is literally the highlight of my days and i love playing ultimate chicken horse and town of salem and oh sir the insult generator and how focused we got playing plague inc. if im being honest, for so long u were my tumblr crush and i almost cried when you followed me and now we’re here!! we’re like albert and lovecraft and every time i see a text or snapchat from you im just like !!!

@kevcnday mal my love!! loml!! my love!! honestly youre like the sweetest, kindest person ever and i love you so much!! i know youre sad a lot right now and i just really really want you to be happy more than anything because you totally deserve it!! you deserve to be happy and i want you to be happy more than anything because youre always there for me whenever i need you and youre really really brilliant and i love you

@droidcore yannic!! ilysm honestly ur like the sweetest ever and youre my lil dragon child and i love you because you got me into flight rising and your dragons are just awesome and you really make me feel like im wanted!! which is rare because i always feel like whenever im talking to somebody that they dont really want to talk to me but!! you make me feel like im wanted and i love you so much for that!!

@thedreamtwats ronan my child its been a while since we’ve spoken but you always mean a lot to me and i always love hearing your stories about your life and just how wild it is because it brings some joy to my life and i love u so much honestly youre just incredible

@extrajostensquad guys!! plexiglass fuckers anonymous!! my dudes!! youre honestly like the greatest collection of people ever and the fact that we’re the Fandom Police and that youre basically the only people left in this fandom that i trust im so glad that i got to know all of you! youre all so incredible and you make me feel so welcome like i never have been in a group chat before and its like so fun just to talk to you all and be salty about everything!! we all need to take photos in our fandom police jackets soon so we can literally be squad goals in every single way!! you were all there for me when that thing was going on with my mother and im so glad for that because it really helped to calm me down and i cant thank you enough for that. you all mean so much to me, honestly, im so so so glad that i met and spoke to you all, it’s so incredible!

mutuals are italicised and there’s no favourites because youre all my favourites!!

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@abramsjosten @adnromeda @aelin @agronaa @ahthena @alekzandermorozova @allisongaynolds @allisonreynolds @alucardsemery @aly-naith @amhinyard @andreil @andreil69 @andreiwminyard @andrevvminyrd @andrewnminyard @apollonic @artcmis @athsna @biallisonreynolds @bookthiefes @bramlouisgreenfeld @cabeswaeter @cabeswaterlovesthem @calmpercy @capameribruh @cecilyherondales @cedricdiggoury @cindurellas @clvssical @coffeebisexual @cuipid @czernys

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@magnussalexander @maliayukimura @mariarosales @matsboyd @mcttbcyd @merpeopl @miniminyardd @minjard @minyardx @mivyard @mnvrds @mvgnvsbane @nathanieljostn @neiljoster @neils-josten @neilswesninski @nejighafa @nevillxes @nickyhemmick @ninazeanik @ninczeniks @noahsweetwne @nvckyhemmick @opalynch @opheliai @oscarwlds @pacifistpadme @patrioclus @perseajacksn @persrephone @petalloso @pipedream @pipvdream @poethry @posiedcns

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@remusluvpin @reneewvlkers @reneison @requiemofkings @revneewalker @ronansparrishs @roryglimore @rosesau @rosewatre @rosewealseys @rustofstardust @sangradora @sevenyearsdead @simonspear @stormybisexual @thaleias @thebetterminyard @thedreamtwats @thedreggs @thef0xholecourt @thelouvvre @thunderbiirds @thxief @tinyjosten @todorokishto @transbeaulieu @trialsofapollo @vangcgh @vanillasweet @veinus @victorvalc @waldensbeck @wesnenski @wesnihski @wesninskie @williamherxndale @wveck @zelvars @zoyalina

connect the dots [sirius black]

summary: its YOUR chair. regardless of the fact that you found him sleeping there, for merlins sake, its yours. neither he, nor james seems to understand that. remus is an accidental wingman, lily is there to help, and peter just wants everybody to be friends.

word count: ~2200

a/n: (thats pretty fuckin ironic peter pettigrew u stupid swine) ANYWAY KIDS WHATS UP I LOVE ALL THE MARAUDERS EQUALLY???? but i have an especially soft spot for sirius and remus and james. hmm. (especially ben barnes as sirius and andrew garfield as remus but shhh) anyway ik i have a shit ton of requests to do but here i am, master procrastinator, back with more procrastination works! i had an impulse okay. yall should be thanking me for this insight on snogging sirius black bc i know im thanking myself tonight

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