#HI FRIENDS. I AM VERY PROUD OF HOW THIS TURNED OUT NOT GONNA LIE

[star-suh]

BasketBALLS

Kim Mingyu x Male Reader

cw: top mingyu, praise kink, protected sex, body worship, friends with benefits, pet names, some fluff sprinkled at the end, a bit of size kink, unrealistic amounts of cum lol, rimjob.

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through the semesters he studied in the university, mingyu has stood out as one of the best basketball players. he dominates the ball completely and is a good leader who listens to his teammates, which has helped them achieve victory on many occasions. that, in addition to his good physique and cold personality, makes many people admire him and aspire to be like him some day. however, when he is with yn, his best friend, he changes completely. goes from being a big fierce wolf to an adorable little puppy.

their relationship went quickly from friends to friends with benefits when they found out they share some things in common.. and that they're both horny bitches who shared a dorm.

in the rehearsals mingyu’s eyes were glued towards yn while playing with the ball trying to get his attention, “how was that, you like it” he asks yn with so much joy on him that the other can almost see little stars glowing on his eyes and around his face, “yes you were perfect gyu.. like you always are” yn pets his head and cheeks “you're so handsome” he later adds.

the basketball game continued, at the end mingyu's team won as expected, "hey mingyu, let's go celebrate" said one of his teammates, "umm well it's that... i'm feeling very tired… so you guys can go without me"; "okay captain but if you want to join us later we will be at the same bar as always" mingyu nods and then turns around and looks for yn, his eyes showed that he is hungry for pleasure, the excitement of the game going straight towards his cock, thank god his underwear was able to hide his erection well. both made eye contact, with just doing that yn knew what mingyu wanted and he willingly would give him that.

“fuck, you always hit the right spots” yn said in between moans and pants, “of course i havw to please my baby” he keeps on thrusting, the mixture of the condom's texture, his hips movements and the almost slow thrusts makes yn go crazy, mingyu definitely knows how to use his dick.

yn's hands went up and down mingyu's body, tracing every bulging muscle of his big arms, caressing his big chest and toned abs. “you're like a greek god gyu~ look at this amazing body.. a pretty boy with a pretty body”. yn lift himself up with his arms and started kissing the other's collarbones and chest, whispering sweet nothings to his ear, things like “sexy boy”; “you're being such a good boy for me”; “you look so hot all sweaty while playing basketball” turn mingyu on and tn knows it because he can feel his dick throbbing and growing inside him.

“am i being a good boy for ynnie?” mi gyu pouts while showering the other's neck with kisses and hickeys, “yes you are.. you know how to make me feel good.. you're amazing gyu.. i'm so proud of you~”.

mingyu lay down while yn took off the condom and began to masturbate him, "come on, mingyu, flex those arms for me" the bigger one obeyed. yn began to kiss each muscle. his tongue went from his armpit to his hand, tracing each vein with it, “you taste so good, i can't get enough of you” he said in almost a whisper tone “and you make me feel so good” mingyu added and the both kissed. some oiled were poured on gyu's body, yn straddle him and started massaging his torso “i love these tits, so fucking huge” he said while playing with them,groping them, slapping it gently, make them jiggle using his fingers or cuping them both with both his hands. he also pinches the nipples and occasionally kiss them or bite them.

moving onto his arms and abs he just again traced then with his fingers and gave them a quick massage. moving now to the legs yn grabbed each thigh and kissed them “i wish one day you crush my head with these” yn jokes. “not gonna lie that would be pretty hot, watching you squirm between my thighs” mingyu commented and seeing how close yn's ass was against his mouth he just started to suck it.

“now let's resume where we were before” yn slides down a condom with his mouth down mingyu's shaft and ride him. mingyu guided his ass using his big hands “this sloppy ass knows how to take dick so well”.

“you trained it so well” yn replies “fuck, i'm cumming” white sticky ropes were shooted on mingyu's bed sheets while the top came inside the condom still insidd yn moaning and grunting loudly like an animal. fucking with yn was one of the things mingyu enjoyed the most it was sensual and sexual, an undescribable pleasure that only them can give to each other.

mingyu struggle to pulled it out, it seems that he came a lot and the condom got stuck. and as ifni it was some kind of anal beads mingyu pulled it out slowly wanting to see his hole opening and closing with the cum-filled condom.

“so hot” mingyu says kissing one of yn's ass cheeks, let's take a shower.

in the shower they both rubbed and scrubbed each other's bodies, applied shampoo and soap as if they were a couple. “you know i've been thinking something” yn says with some concern in his voice, “what is it?” mingyu asks. “i just.. don't want to ruin the moment gyu…”; “just tell me ynnie it's ok”. “i-i think i'm in … love with you gyu” yn hides his face, tears threatening to roll down his eyes, he was getting ready to be rejected but instead he felt a pair of hands cupping his cheeks and a sweet, delicate kiss meeting his lips, “i love you too, i was planning to tell you later but you got ahead” he laughs showing that pretty smile, “come here give me a kiss”.

yn and mingyu kissed and hugged celebrating their new relationship, one must say they're probably the happiest people on earth right now.

#mingyu x male reader smut #kim mingyu x male reader smut #mingyu x male reader #kim mingyu x male reader #kim mingyu smut #mingyu smut #male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop x male reader smut #smut #male reader smut #seventeen x male reader

[neolxzr]

new dramatica production just dropped?

#quin sketches #ensemble stars #enstars #shumika #mika kagehira #shu itsuki #mikashu #ok how do i trigger tag this #cw blood #blood in art #cw gore #cw implied cannibalism #???? #tell me to add more if i need to ok ? thank u #HI FRIENDS. I AM VERY PROUD OF HOW THIS TURNED OUT NOT GONNA LIE #also to be clear i actually know very little about theater and i am lying. i watched a production sweeney todd for costume design class #and i enjoyed it. but i also know nothing im a fake theater kid Sorry. im not sorry actually #anyways heres shumika lookin creepy <3 #im not even sure i like the text so you get both #anywayssss #i should draw mika in silly pigtails all the time #thats all runs away

[steddieas-shegoes]

you're not santa

i may or may not be having a small (this is a lie) crisis over liam believing in santa this year? i am 90% certain he doesn't actually believe in santa and just said he does because he thinks the cool gifts come from santa. meanwhile i am just trying to get the vibes on if i need two wrapping papers this year or not for the same amount of gifts. so anyways working through the feelings with putting the idiots in the situation as always, enjoy.

rated t | cw: the mildest innuendo | tags: fluff, modern au, married steddie, steddie dads, the magic of christmas is all of it not just santa etc

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"You better be quieter this year," Steve slapped Eddie's still bare ass as he hurried to throw on his Christmas pajamas. "Almost woke Maddy up last year. You're lucky I was standing by the door."

Eddie rolled his eyes fondly. "Well, maybe if you hadn't turned the-"

"Just go!" Steve laughed, throwing a pillow at him with deadly accuracy.

Eddie threw it back at him with a smirk. "When I get back, I'm giving you your present."

"You already did, Eds."

"No, that was just one of them," Eddie rushed to say before leaving their bedroom and quietly closing the door behind him.

Both bedroom doors were closed across the hall, so he quickly made his way down the stairs to the garage, where all the gifts were hiding since Robin dropped them off earlier that day.

But when Eddie opened the garage door and flipped the light switch, a voice startled him into nearly turning and running.

"I knew it!"

Sammy.

Their oldest son had been acting very suspicious of Santa related discussions for months now, and Steve had warned him that he was getting to an age where a lot of his friends probably didn't believe in Santa anymore.

"Sammy, why aren't you in your bed?" Eddie put his hands on his hips, identical to the way Steve stood when he was about to have a very serious conversation with one of their three kids.

"Because I saw Auntie Rob bring in a big bag earlier and you and Dad were trying to keep us distracted. So I looked out here while you were cleaning up dinner and saw all these presents." Sammy was standing with his hands on his hips, a mirror image to Steve in every way down to the same swoop of hair and freckles across his cheeks. "And all of these say from Santa, but Santa wouldn't have even come here yet because he was in London one hour ago and London is at least four hours from here!"

Eddie bit back a laugh at how Sammy tried to explain his way through the Santa gifts being here.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Eddie asked, dropping his arms and sitting down on the ground, gesturing for Sammy to join him.

"I already know Santa isn't real," Sammy said as he sat, sounding absolutely miserable.

"What do you mean Santa isn't real?" Eddie asked, pretending to be shocked at the revelation.

"Really, pops? You're gonna act like Santa is real?" Sammy got the sass from Steve, too. It was both annoying and adorable. "I'm seeing the evidence that he isn't with my own eyes."

"Look, Sammy, can I call you Sammy?" Eddie smiled when Sammy let out a laugh. "Santa as you know him isn't real, you're right. But there is a Santa. He's just so busy and can't do it all in one night, so he has presents delivered early for some people, like you and your brother and sister. But he can't ruin the magic, so he left them at Auntie Rob's house for safekeeping."

It sounded airtight. Any kid who wanted to believe in Santa would definitely believe that.

"Dad. Seriously." Sammy was giving him The Look. "I'm nine years old. I have straight As. I'm not stupid."

Which was something Eddie knew of course. He was endlessly proud of all of his super smart kids who did a million times better in school than he and Steve ever did.

But he didn't think believing in Santa was a sign of a kid not being smart.

"You're smart enough to learn the truth, which is that Santa gives the parents a lot more control than we let you think. Don't you think it would be harder to get Maddy to do her homework if I said 'Dad will take a present away' instead of 'Santa is watching to make sure you do your homework'?"

Sammy looked out at the garage, the clutter of children's outdoors toys and broken Christmas decorations and bulk snacks for lunchboxes scattered around.

"So he just gives you the toys when he thinks we've been good enough for them?" Sammy asked, still sounding unsure.

"Exactly! And he usually delivers them a couple weeks early so we can make sure they're wrapped and ready for tomorrow."

"So why keep it all a secret?"

Damn Sammy for always being two steps ahead of Eddie.

"It's more fun this way! Olivia was so excited to leave out cookies before bed, remember? If we told her this, she wouldn't even get to be excited about Rudolph eating the carrots, right?"

"So Rudolph is...real?"

"Okay, that one might be a lie," Eddie gave in on that to sell the rest of it. That's what you had to do with Sammy.

"So who eats the carrots?"

"I take bites and spit them in the trash. You know I hate carrots."

"Why don't you make Dad do it?" Sammy leaned against Eddie's side, letting out a long yawn. He was probably sitting out here for the last couple of hours waiting. He had to be exhausted.

"Dad did a lot of that stuff when you were really little. For five whole years before we switched."

"So he sleeps while you bring out all the presents?"

Eddie's face went red as he thought about what Steve was probably doing in their room right now.

"Yep! He did a lot of baking and stuff all day today so I let him rest," Eddie wrapped an arm around Sammy as his weight became heavier against him. "I think you should probably get some rest, too. Santa wouldn't want your Christmas morning ruined because you stayed up all night."

"I guess." Sammy yawned again. "Can I sleep on the couch?"

"You know Dad's rule. Bedrooms only on Christmas."

"Yeah, but that was for the secret. Now I know."

"But Maddy and Olivia don't. We have to keep this a secret from them, okay?" Eddie paused when he heard some footsteps directly above them. His brows furrowed.

"Maybe Santa forgot one?" Sammy asked, perking up.

"Maybe. Better get to your bed so he doesn't see that you're awake," Eddie nudged him.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Sammy was rushing out of the garage and up the stairs to his bedroom.

Eddie looked above him, but no more bumps could be heard.

After setting all the presents under the tree in a mostly organized fashion, Eddie got back to the bedroom, where Steve was fast asleep.

He got into bed carefully, not wanting to wake him up, but Steve's eyes blinked open slowly as he curled up under the comforter.

"Took you too long," Steve whispered.

"Sammy."

"What?" Steve's eyes opened all the way and tears were instantly filling them. "Does he know?"

"Sh," Eddie pulled Steve against his chest and ran his hands through his soft hair. "I'll tell you tomorrow. Sleep, love."

"Eds-"

They heard a small bump on the roof and then silence.

Steve sat up and looked out the bedroom window, then back at Eddie.

"What was that?"

"Must've been Santa," Eddie teased.

Steve rolled his eyes.

They both stayed up for a bit longer to make sure no other noises happened outside, but fell asleep when there was nothing.

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The next morning, all three kids jumped into their bed, yelling about how many presents Santa brought them and how full their stockings were.

Steve and Eddie made their way downstairs, rubbing their eyes as the kids pushed them down on the couch while they started grabbing gifts.

By the end, the kids were so busy playing with new toys, they didn't notice one more present hiding between the fireplace and the tree. Eddie reached over for it, not recognizing the wrapping paper.

"Did Robbie say she was getting them something else?" he asked, holding the gift out to Steve.

"Nope," Steve took it, checked the tag, then handed it back to Eddie with a shrug. "Says it's for you."

Wayne wouldn't be bringing his gifts for everyone over until that afternoon, so who could this one even be from?

He opened it carefully, worried that it was a prank by Steve and the kids. It wouldn't be the first time they managed to pull off a prank gift.

The confusion only increased when he pulled out a small plastic replica of the London Bridge.

"You don't even like London that much. Who got you that?" Steve asked, resting his head on Eddie's shoulder.

"No idea."

Sammy looked up at them over the new book about planets he got and beamed.

"Santa brought you a present!"

Eddie was suddenly reminded of their conversation last night, how Sammy insisted Santa was just in London and couldn't possibly have made it here.

Eddie had seen a lot of weird things in his life, had ignored a lot of them and passed them up to weird coincidence, but this was different.

He set the replica on the table by the couch and wrapped an arm around Steve's shoulders, kissing the top of his head as he leaned further into him.

"Santa?" Steve asked.

"Must've been a good boy this year," Eddie smiled.

"Uh-huh. I'm sure you were," Steve kissed his cheek before turning back to watch their kids playing on the floor.

Maybe Eddie would have to write a letter to Santa next year to thank him for the gift.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steddie dads #drabble #christmas #fluff

[yeostars]

I Hate You, I Love You.

-kang yeosang<3

○ pairing- yeosang x reader ○ genre- academic rivals to lovers! early relationship scenario, basically a snippet into the times when two rivals get into a romantic relationship after finally confessing their undying love to eo (ahem, they still hate eo too, though) ○ warnings- none? slight 18+ scenes but they don't actually do IT haha ○ synopsis- sooo this one is the epilogue for my rivals to lovers yeo fic (down bad, but at what cost?) . basically this one is a study session turned into a pillow fight turned into an intense makeout session ;) i've tried my best to write this one even better than the actual long fic so i really hope y'all enjoy reading this. likes, reblogs, comments and follows are always immensely appreciated <3

"Huh, to be honest, your room isn't half bad. Really." You admit, peering at every little thing your eyes land upon, in this giant, spacious room.

"If that was meant to be a compliment, thanks." Yeosang snorted, right behind you, watching you take everything in.

This was your very first time visiting your boyfriend's slash academic rival's room. Infact, it was your first time coming to his house itself. Saying that you were nervous was an understatement, but somehow you seemed to be relaxing in yeosang's presence by now.

The fact that no one except the both of you were present in his house right now, also relaxed you quite a lot. Yeosang's parents had gone shopping and his elder sister was hanging out with her friends. Yeosang, being the smartass he is, grabbed this perfect oppurtunity and ideal day to invite you over, to get your assignments done.

Yeah. to get those damn assignments done. nothing else, probably, right...? although you wished you were lying, as you thought about how amazing it would be, to make out with yeosang on his bed.....

It had been roughly a month since the both of you started dating now, and it seemed like neither of you wanted to rush things. But if either you or yeosang made the first move, the latter would passionately reciprocate it.

"I mean it, your room is much more spacious than i imagined it to be. And also, so clean.... bet it isn't normally this clean." You said, chuckling, as your hand gently patted and felt the soft matress bed sheets.

"Well, not gonna lie, i did clean it up cuz you were gonna come over, You should be grateful." He joked, carefully picking up your bag and placed it on one of the extra chairs around his study table.

"Should i touch your feet or something? Geez, thanks for cleaning your room, i guess." You let out, suddenly stopping in your tracks to stare at the mini posters stuck at the wall.

Yeosang noticed you staring at those posters at the wall and stood right besides you. Good thing it wasn't something embarassing- or else he would've torn all those posters than bear all the teasing from you.

"Seriously, yeo? Math symbols, geometry shapes, equations and formulas..... you know what, i am not even surprised, you math freak." You grinned, turning to look him directly in the eye.

"So what? I am working to be the best mathematician of the next century, Gotta make sure to look like one." He replied, sounding quite proud.

"Might as well wear printed t-shirts with mathematical formulas all over it, My anti-math ass could never. I might throw up if i stare at those posters again." You said, giving those posters one last glance.

"You and your dramatic ass, y/n.....well, take a seat, if you're done exploring, and lets get these assignments done." Yeosang murmured, taking hold of his own bag, as he bought it towards his huge study table.

You sat at the chair farthest to the window, where sunrays seemed to be shining beautifully at the ends of the study table. Yeosang sat right besides you, eliminating the third chair and reduced any distance present between the both of you.

You ignored your heart beating loudly in your chest, quietly placed your books and pens on the table, and peered at yeosang doing the same.

"Well then, lets get started? As we promised each other, you're gonna help me if i have any difficulty in maths and I'm gonna do the same for you in science. Hope that offer still stands." You said, not quite maintaining eye contact with him, choosing to stare at those books in front of you instead.

"Hmm, alright. Lets get this done as quickly as possible." Yeosang said, already getting started with his work.

Around 40 minutes passed, the both of you working in peaceful silence, and even if you asked each other about a certain question or concept, the atmosphere between the both of you was still, peaceful. calm. not chaotic- and that's where is started to feel slightly...wrong? This had to be the longest time you've both spent in each other's presence without teasing the hell out of each other or bickering.

You couldn't help but steal quick glances towards yeosang's direction, admiring his concentrated self, how unbelievably hot he looked even when he was literally just, studying. When he furrowed his eyebrows cuz he probably didn't understand something, or when he mindlessly spun his pen as he read content, you wondered how you even managed to have a boyfriend as attractive as him.

You stretched your arms quickly, leaning back toward the chair, stifling a yawn. You were quite tired now, but you still had one topic left. You glanced at yeosang, and he looked quite tired himself, too.

And besides, things felt too boring, between the both of you, right now. You wanted to spice things up a bit, get him to kiss you or something.... but how?

"I'm taking a quick break." You announced, getting up from your chair, heading towards the giant bed, sitting comfortably at the edge.

Yeosang spun his chair to face you, and just blankly stared at you as you scrolled through something on your phone.

"What, tired already?" He asked, having the audacity to ask you this while looking much more exhausted than you.

"You look like you're about to pass out, right now. Take a break along with me." This wasn't a request, it was an order. You wanted both of you to feel fresh and relaxed before you started working on the final topic to finish your assignments.

Yeosang didn't argue further, simply closed his books and joined you, on his bed. He mirrored your position, sitting quite distant from you, but you could still feel his feet brushing yours..

You sat there, feeling extra comfortable because of the giant, soft pillows behind you. Yeosang suddenly grabbed one of those pillows behind you and you glanced at him, quirking an eyebrow and met his gaze, which looked quite mischievous and playful...typical yeosang.

"Ever been in a pillow fight?" Yeosang asked, pulling the pillow close to his chest.

"Umm....no? I might have once, with Jia, though." You replied, registering the fact that he probably asked you out on a pillow fight. you, his girlfriend, into a pillow fight.

at such moments, you realised how yeosang was truly, yeosang. no one could ever be like him..

"Then accept this challenge. Whoever wins gets their favourite snack as a reward." Yeosang snickered, coming closer to you.

"Oh, ITS ON. Y-" You almost screamed, and you didn't even get to finish your sentence as Yeosang approached you and hit his pillow skillfully at your arm. You groaned, gaining your consciousness quickly and attacked him with another pillow, aimed right at his head.

Here you were, the both of you fighting each other in an impromptu pillow fight, laughing, giggling and screaming like little kids. Just when you thought you couldn't fall deeper for yeosang than you already were, you were proved wrong when you met his soft and playful gaze, him smiling at you, the reason for his laughter being you. You wished this moment could last forever..

Your bodies brushed again each other's quite often, but the both of you tried to ignore that fact, too caught up in adrenaline and playfully fighting each other.

With a well-aimed swing, you managed to knock the pillow out of Yeosang's hands, grinning proudly. "Gotcha!"

Before you even knew it, yeosang lunged forward and tackled you gently onto the bed. You both landed in a heap of tangled limbs and pillows, your breath hitching as you realised that you were pinned beneath him onto the bed...

For a moment, everything stilled. The air, filled with laughter and giggles and screams just a minute ago, was now intense, and all that could be heard was your breaths.

You gazed into each other's eyes, your faces mere inches apart, You could feel yeosang's warm breath forming goosebumps on your skin. Every single cell in your body seemed to be aware of your current position, you could feel yeosang's strong arms wrapped against your sides, as if you had no choice to run away,,,

Yeosang's eyes softened, his playful smirk replaced by something more tender. "Y/N...." He trailed off, not bothering to complete his sentence. Just hearing your name from his lips, him being so damn close to you, you could've sworn your heart was going to beat right out of your chest.

Your hand, which had been gripping a pillow, slowly lifted up to touch his shoulders, to touch those strong biceps... that got you thinking just how buff your boyfriend was.

He leaned down, his movements slow and deliberate, giving you every chance to pull away, his eyes never leaving yours. But of course, you didn't. Why would you? You were waiting since ages for this to happen..

You lifted your head slightly, closing the distance between you. Your lips met in a kiss that was both familiar and electrifying, a perfect blend of softness and urgency.

Until, it was no longer soft, no longer sweet- just mere urgency, passion and roughness arising, as yeosang's palms reached forward to cup your face and your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, bringing him impossibly closer to you.

You pulled apart just for a second, you asking him hurridely if the door was locked (as much as you loved kissing yeosang, you were not prepared for the utter embarrasment if his parents walked in.) and he just hummed in reply, wasting no time and bought your lips to his again.

The makeout session seemed to be unending, and you weren't complaining in he slightest. The next second you broke the kiss to catch some freaking air, you could feel yeosang's gaze strongly fixated on you, and you couldn't quite comprehend what he was feeling.

"God, you're so hot." He said, in such a low voice, you would have almos missed it if you weren't so damn close to him.

"What?" You asked, blushing, although you had clearly heard him. You took in the sight of his cheeks heating up so furiously that your shyness was now replaced with a proud smirk.

"Say it again. I didn't quite hear you." You said, grinning.

"H-hell no. You didn't hear anything." He said, now tearing his gaze off you, just to be met by your smirk yet again as you grabbed his chin softly to make direct eye contact.

"What, THE kang yeosang getting all giddy and shy because of me? Yeo, if you don't say that again, i WILL tease you about it for the rest of your life-"

"I hate you. Y-you're so hot." He said, and before you could say anything, he quickly sealed his lips with yours, once again. You hummed in pleasure as his thumbs lightly massaged your cheeks, and you felt so damn good in this moment, you wouldn't dare to stop.

That was, unless you had to, to catch your breaths once again.

"Have you kissed someone before, um, me?" You asked, looking quite shy now. He blinked, not believing that this was the kind of question you'd ask him in the middle of a makeout session.

"I did. What about you?" He asked, shrugging, his eyes curious for your answer to the same.

Something familiar settled into your stomach. Bitterness. Jealousy. That would explain how yeosang kissed you so damn well. He was experienced, someone had already felt those wicked, soft, irrestible lips before. And of course, they did. Have you looked at the guy? It would be impossible to believe that he hadn't dated before.

"Y/N?" He asked softly, after noticing that you didn't reply quickly.

"Uhh...well, you're my first kiss." You said, not adding anything further. Yeosang seemed way too shocked at that, smirking soon after.

"Are you being serious? You're telling me, your arch nemesis, your rival, the person you quite literally hate, ME, i'm your first kiss? Insane, if you ask m-" He didn't get to complete his sentence this time, as you bought your lips to his, again. and again. and again- until the both of you were completely satisfied- which you weren't, not just yet. You kissed in perfect sync, perfect harmony- you tilting your head slightly to give him more access, your tongues hungrily meeting each others, the unending bites and teasing making you even more desperate for each other.

You opened your eyes to be met with a pleasant, calm, flushed yeosang. His plush lips were now red and glossy and slightly bruised because of you biting them so many times (he did too, so that was only fair) and he just, looked so fucking pretty, so handsome, so ethereal. and you were just so damn lucky.

"You are my first kiss too, by the way." He confessed, now looking quite serious. You nearly choked on air.

"WHAT?? You lied to me before...?" You asked in disbelief.

"Yea, i just wanted to witness you being jealous. You are so cute, the way you were pouting when i said that, i wanted to bite you." He said, caressing your cheek softly.

"Shut up. I hate you." You let out, pouting yet again and yeosang looked at you with such endearment and adoration, one would have never thought that you used to be at each others throats.

"Nah, you love me." He chuckled, intertwining his fingers with yours. You smiled softly.

"That, maybe i do."

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[spidrstar]

A LITTLE BIT MORE

★ pairing: aged up!miles1610 x latina!reader

★ warnings: all characters in this story are 18!!! suggestive i think?

★ summary: Miles has been your math tutor for the past few months and you can’t lie, he’s been sort of your lil bestfriend too because you tell him all about your boy problems and everything. It got to a certain point where you were about to let something personal slip.. specifically how you didn’t know how to kiss. Miles may be a lil nerd n a tutor n all but he still gets play, so you asked him to show you how to kiss and it slowly turned into more than that.. a make out session.

★ w/c: 2k

★ a/n: ok so ik i put up a poll for y’all to choose but.. i rly wanted to write abt 1610 miles esp for this one shot 😣 sry yall i got yall w the next one shot tho trust🙏

“Miles, please don’t make me do this problem on my own.. you know how I am with fractions.”

You groaned at just the sight of the problem and leaned back on your arms.

For context, you were currently in Miles’ room with three different text books sprawled out open on the floor. He’s been your math tutor for the past four months because you failed your last two math classes and couldn’t afford to fail one more because that would cause you to fail the grade. Today, you were both going over things that were going to be in your test at the end of the marking period.

You’ve been studying non-stop all week and grew tired of it (even though all you mostly did was get off topic and have endless conversations with Miles.)

“Y/n, c‘mon you can’t do this every time i’m tutoring you. Just try.” Miles smiled at your reaction to the math problems in the book.

“Can we please just take a small break?”

“..Y/n our last break was 5 minutes ago.”

“Exactly my point!! It’s been too long.”

He chuckled at you and had no choice but to give in. It’s not like he didn’t enjoy the silly conversations you both had. You both saw each other as.. you wouldn’t say therapists but more of a.. comfort friend? Just someone you could talk to freely basically. At this point you were practically each others best friend, you just hadn’t noticed it yet.

Miles always enjoyed your company, no matter what you both were doing as long as it was together. You rarely ever hung out together if it wasn’t involved with tutoring, but that wasn’t a bad thing. You would almost get tutored everyday because math just really wasn’t something you were good at..

“Soo.. what’s with you and that guy what was his name.. Ethan?”

“It’s Evan, and we fell out. I found him talking to two of my friends at the same time and I wasn't gonna stay around to see that unfold. I told them of course, just didn’t wanna be there to witness the outcome.”

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, Miles knew your situation with guys very very well. He knew almost all of the guys you messed around with, well.. weren’t the best. If he was honest, they sucked ass. They all seemed to go after you for one thing, your body. Miles always hated the idea of you talking to another guy, not in a weird or possessive way of course, he was just over protective of you. He always remembers the nights you would text him asking him if he was free just to cry in his arms.

Sometimes you would come in all moody to your study sessions too and for you that was off, because when you opened your mouth it never seemed to shut.

He palmed his face and sighed in disappointment of yet another shitty guy you messed with.

“I told you he seemed off. He was wayy too friendly for a guy that ‘only wanted to be with you’ I never trusted him and i’m proud to say i didn’t.” Miles quoted with his fingers.

You smiled and looked down at the floor deep in thought, “Yeah well, he was ugly anyways. Personality wise too, he never really made me laugh. When I did laugh around him I would laugh at him, not with him. Y’know?”

“Yeah, I would notice. Your laughs never seemed genuine around him.” He shrugged.

You smirked and cocked an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? And what’s ‘genuine’ to you?”

Miles leaned in and placed his palms on his knees looking up at the ceiling thinking of what to say.

“Like.. it’s hard to explain. Around me, your laughs just have a higher pitch and you lose your breath much quicker and you make random sounds while laughing which is what gets me to laugh. Then, around him your laughs were like so motone and you didn’t really hold onto your stomach as if it hurt from laughing so much, you get me?”

You stared at him in disbelief from how much he went into detail, you never thought of how much he really paid attention to you. Your face was a little bright red, you were flustered because you just felt so.. special? The feeling was unknown.

“Wow.. that’s—that’s a lot. I get what you mean though, his jokes were never as funny as yours were. You don’t even have to try to make me laugh.” You smiled.

He smiled back and made a proud expression, you knew what was coming next. Miles always made this face when he was about to brag about something.

“Thank you, I get that a lot from girls. I always make sure to keep them entertained and never treat them like shit. I don’t understand how you manage to find guys like that, I would never do what they do. Pretty sure my ma would kill me.” He chuckled at the last sentence.

You rolled your eyes at the bragging, you knew Miles had game and had many many girls falling for him. I mean, who wouldn't fall for him? Look at him, he has a great personality, he's caring, a momma's boy which, by the way, is totally adorable and he’s just so sweet and genuine. His smile was contagious and he was attractive too of course..

You snapped back to reality, your mind wandering off somewhere else.

“Bet you got lots of bitches huh.” You choke out a laugh trying to ignore the thoughts lingering at the back of your head.

“Nah, it may seem that way but I honestly got my eye set on one girl. I’m not bout that ‘playa’ shit y’know? Gotta keep it real and let ‘em know that cause leading people on ain’t what i’m about.”

You looked at him intensely, really wondering who this girl was. Although you felt the urge to beg him to tell you because you knew how stubborn he was, you didn’t. You were scared you weren’t gonna like his answer so you brushed the feeling aside.

You wouldn’t admit it to anyone but yourself (barely) you had feelings for Miles, you weren’t aware of it until about a month ago when you went on countless dates. On every single one, Miles was in your head and you couldn’t seem to focus on the person in front of you.

“That’s surprising, if you’re not a player like you say you aren’t how do you treat your girls?” You quickly switched the topic and switched the rolls.

“Well, ion be messin’ around with other girls or on that friendly shit y’know? Every chance I get ima flaunt my girl like she’s the lottery.” He smiled proudly.

You scoffed in jealousy. “Wow, I wish there were more guys like you shit ONE like you at least.”

Miles blushed a bit at the way you said you wanted someone like him. He quickly recovered and perked a brow, scoffing with a proud expression.

“Yeah well, I'm one of one. Can’t find anyone like me.”

“I just can’t believe it, I haven’t even been with one guy who’s good enough to show me how to-“

You quickly saved yourself from the embarrassment and threw your hands over your mouth. Miles took notice of this and he raised a brow at you and moved slightly closer.

“Show you how to what?” He asked, smirking only slightly.

Heat rose to your cheeks, you covered your face and grumbled from already feeling embarrassed even though you hadn’t even told him yet. You hid yourself in your knees not wanting to face him.

“C’mon I promise I won't laugh!” He begged.

“Yes you will! I know you!”

“I swear on my pet hamster's life I won't.” He spoke seriously.

You looked up a bit, sighing and agreeing to say what was on your mind, you had always been ashamed of it because you never really kissed just anyone. You wanted it to be special, of course you’ve kissed a few but your old self thought they were special when they weren’t.

“F-Fine. I—I..don’t know how to kiss.” You whispered the last part lowly, too embarrassed to say it outloud.

“A lil louder than that Y/n, it’s just you and me here c’mon.” He sweetly smiled at you placing a hand on your back.

“I don’t know how to kiss.” You said bluntly, looking straight to avoid his striking gaze.

All that could be heard were stifled chuckles and you turned to stare at the culprit, Miles was cupping his mouth with both hands trying not to burst out laughing straight in your face. You smacked the back of his head and scolded him for swearing.

“Miles! You swore on your hamster's life!”

Laughter erupted from him and could be heard loudly throughout the room. Soon he calmed down and collected enough breath to speak.

“He died like a week ago, it's fine.”

“What?! And you didn’t tell me?? Tu si eres malo.”

“Whatever, back on topic. You don’t know how to kiss? How? You’re like, genuinely one of the prettiest girls I know.”

You blushed at both the comment and from embarrassment. You were 18 almost 19 and didn’t even know how to properly have a make out session, not that it was your fault. All the guys you messed with genuinely sucked, and your lips were far too precious for you to just place them on anyone.

“Hey! No es culpa mía, i bet you’re not even good at kissing either.” I huffed angrily.

“Actually, I'm quite known for being a great kisser para tu información.” He admitted proudly.

Then, an idea spiked up in your head. He was your best friend.. you think? Might as well take this perfect opportunity to ask him for a favor, a huge one. This had you nervous though, because it could go two ways. He would say yes and show you and you both would continue to live your lives as if nothing happened, as normal friends right? Or.. you would be embarrassed for the rest of it if he said no. How would you recover from that? Whatever.. might as well do it now and pray nothing bad happened.

“Miles?” You finally spoke, with a serious tone hiding behind your words.

“Yes?”

“Could you.. um—do me a favor?” You spoke shyly, a wave of nervousness was coming at you and strong.

“Depends. What is it?” He spoke more lowly now with curiosity, he subconsciously moved closer to you to hear you clearly. In case you’d decided to whisper again since that was a habit.

You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for what was to become. This determined whether or not you would ever talk to him or see him the same, you seriously thought you wouldn’t be able to recover from this.

“Could you..maybe.. teach me?” You looked down at the floor again, biting the inner corner of the inside of your cheek. You were slightly sweating from how nervous you were.

A few seconds of silence passed before you looked up nervously. Many thoughts racing in your mind right now;

‘What if he was making fun of me in his head right now?’

‘What if he didn’t want to be friends with me anymore?’

‘What if he thought I was weird?’

‘What if he hates me now?’

Your thoughts were quickly put to a pause when he spoke up, you thought you were dreaming when you heard the words escape his mouth.

“Sure, I’ll teach you. But are you sure like, completely sure you wanna do this? I’m kinda rough with it, and i don’t know if you’d like it.” He spoke softly when looking at you.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, shutting your eyes and nodding. You smiled sweetly at him, your heart speeding up with a hint of excitement. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think about kissing Miles at least once.

“Yes, I'm sure.” You stared at his eyes then his lips wide eyed, your eyes glistening with anticipation. Your lips were slightly parted as you oh so wanted to lean in and just kiss his pretty lips already, but you waited for him to instruct you on what to do.

He moved closer to you and sat in front of you staring at you with slightly hooded eyes. He smirked as he spoke and that’s all you seemed to notice.

“Alright, first you needa part your lips slightly which i see you’re already doing. Then, you just tilt your head to whichever side you prefer and lean in. Close your eyes obviously, then just follow my lead. Simple, you got it?”

You nodded once again, and blushed lightly as he leaned in closer. His hand made his way up and he gently placed it on the side of your neck and tilted his own head shutting his eyes to kiss you.

“Alright, here we go..” He whispered.

With that, he kissed you gently. His soft lips locked with yours, surprisingly you seemed to follow along quickly and placed one of your hands on his toned chest. Your breaths seemed to quicken with every second that passed and he started to lean in more, this time you were slightly pushed back. You held onto the front of his shirt pulling him down with you. Your forearms supporting your upper weight as you laid back on the floor.

Miles now completely on top of you deepened the kiss, his tongue softly grazed against your bottom lip asking for permission to enter which you complied to. He placed his hand back on your neck, his fingers resting on the bottom part of your lower head pushing you against him more. You let a low moan slip past you and you opened your eyes wide, with shock but quickly closed them back up once you heard the sounds he made.

The ‘agressiveness’ he mentioned now showing as low growls escaped his lips when getting a few seconds to breathe between kisses. His tongue fighting with yours for dominance which he quickly claimed.

He broke the kiss, a string of saliva showcasing how intense the kiss was. He smirked against your lips and you both breathed heavily against each other, chests heaving up and down rapidly. He caressed the sides of your waist slipping one hand under the hem of your shirt and leaned in to seductively whisper in your ear.

“I think I'm gonna have to teach you a little bit more than just kissing, ma.” He smirked.

★ translations: tu si eres malo - you’re so mean || no es culpa mía - it’s not my fault || para tu información - for your information ||

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𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

Her red bottoms click against the black marble with each stride she takes, her fiery red curls flowing down her back. 

Pushing through the glass doors, she pulls her deep burgundy, fur computer chair away from the desk and sits down, grabbing her buzzing phone.

“What?" Simone's sultry, yet irritated voice fills her ex-boyfriend's ears.  

"Why you keep sending me to voicemail? You too good to answer me, now?" He spats.  

"Anything I do is too good for you, B. I don't even know why I gave your dumb ass a chance, in the first place." She scoffs a laugh, pulling the phone away from her ear and putting it on speaker.  

"Wow.... that's how you do me?"

"You cheated on me. What am I supposed to say to you? What do we have to talk about?"  

"I keep trying to apologize—"

"Save it." She hangs up and blocks the number, rolling her eyes as she turns around and stares out of her big window.  

"Boys."

"Indeed," Jada comes in with a bottle of champagne. Simone turns back around and laughs.

"Is it too early to celebrate?" She asks, sitting the chilled bottle on the desk.

Simone checks her watch and shakes her head, reaching into a compartment under her desk, pulling out two wine glasses.

"It's five o'clock and right about now!... I need a damn drink."

“Let's pop this bottle then, bitch!"

Pulling the cork out of the bottle, the popping sound echoes throughout the space. The fizzy alcohol slightly spills from the top and down the side of the bottle.

The clinking of their glasses and laughter is just what she needs, after another long day of being the best editor in chief in Atlanta, Georgia.

Allura has been her reigning domain for about three years and counting, and she's never felt so powerful.

Having one of the biggest offices with the nicest view on the corner of Peachtree was more than a lifelong accomplishment for her, especially doing it all at the young age of twenty-five.

“Congratulations! We all know that your name should be on every issue. I'm so glad that you're finally being recognized for all the work you put in to make us look fabulous!"

“Thank you, chica! You're up next!"

“Simone, you've got a call on line three,” her personal assistant, Logan, buzzes through.

Sitting her glass down, she pushes the little red button and thanks Logan, before picking up the phone.

“Hello?"

“That beautiful voice is one I could listen to, forever."

A deep chuckle rattles through the phone and down her spine, but she quickly recovers, raising her eyebrows at Jada.

“Is that so?"

Jada grabs the champagne bottle and her glass, before slipping out of the door. Simone laughs and shakes her head.

"Indeed. How's your day going?"

"Well, our next issue just went out and my name is on the cover.”

The excitement in her voice is unmistakable.

"That's incredible, princess."

she swoons at the nickname.

"I'm so proud of you. Did you celebrate?"

"Thank you and yes, my best friend and I popped open that damn champagne bottle that's been staring at me for weeks!"

"Weeks." He reiterates, making her laugh.

“I thought you were gonna wait 'til I made it back, to open it."

"Well, originally, I was— why didn't you call my phone? This, technically, isn't a business call."

The deep chuckle returns. "You're a very busy woman, Ms. Carson. I didn't wanna disturb you."

“Hm... fair enough," she sticks her tongue into her cheek, "enough about me... how are you?”

"As long as I'm talking to you, I'm great."

She giggles, sipping on the golden toned liquid that's left in her glass.

"When you kiss ass, you get both cheeks, don't you?"

“Hm, I guess I should pay you a visit, soon. You get a little rowdy, when I'm away for too long—"

“—is that right?," she cuts him off.

A pet peeve of his. He licks his lips and laughs, but she knows it's less than amusing to him.

“That's right. You like startin' fires, but I'm coming to put ‘em out."

She crosses her legs, smirking as her plan works, once again.

“When?"

“Soon."

“I won't be waiting."

A little lie never hurt anybody, right?  

Lie on this phone, again, Simone."

She rolls her eyes as if he can see her.

"I'll see you when I see you."

She hangs up and steps away from her desk, heading out of her own office and further down the hall to Jada's. Walking into the creamsicle colored office, Simone takes a whiff of the cinnamon incense burning, before that amused chuckle fills her ears.

“That was a quick little conversation." Jada eyes Simone as she moves towards the window, with a sly smirk on her face.

“What can I say?" she sighs, "we don't beat around the bush."

"Mmhm. He gon' come beat them walls down, ain't he?" She asks.

A boisterous laugh escapes her, before she can stop it.

“Is he really?!"

The excitement is unmistakable in her tone as she moves from her chair to poke Simone's side.

“He's always poppin' up to put me in my place as he calls it."

“When's the last time he came down?"

“February," she replies.

"It's damn near May, girl!"

“I know, Jada. How do you think I feel?”

“I'd be dead by now, no lie. The way you talk about him, he's the truth."

Simone pulls on her open collar and sighs. "...with his arrogant, fine ass."

They both laugh and move away from the window. "So," closing her office door, Simone raises an eyebrow at Jada. "Where's lover boy?"

“Oh God," Jada rolls her eyes, "he's around here, somewhere. I had to shoo him away—"

“Why?!"

“Cause he's tryna make me fall in love with him! I do not wanna do that. We can fuck— we can do that all day long— but that's it."

"Yeah, right. You know you want him all to yourself.”

“In the nastiest way, possible.... yes."

"Hm.....well I'm gonna head home. Enjoy the champagne."

"I will! Text me when you make it."

"Will do."

Heading back into her maroon hued office, she grabs her phone off her desk and her bag from her bottom drawer, before turning off her lights and locking her door behind herself.

Heading towards the elevator, she pushes the button to take her downstairs. Her phone goes off with a message. The doors slide open and she steps on, pushing the golden button with the dim 1 on it, lighting it up. She pulls her phone out and scoffs a laugh.

Call me when you get home.

So you can harass me, some more?

Cut that out. I just wanna talk.

Stepping off the elevator, she makes her way down the wide hall and passes the receptionist, waving her goodbye.

“Have a wonderful night, Ms. Carson."

“You too, Liz."

Making her way outside, she heads towards her red Mercedes and gets in, plugging her phone up to her Bluetooth. Summer Walker's voice flows through her speakers as she makes her engine come to life. Instead of quickly going home to call the smug bastard that weakens her knees, she cruises down the street, watching as the pink sky turns into a deep orange.

"My last nigga was a bitch nigga I need a nigga wit bout six figures. Someone who know what to do with it, yeah Someone who ain't on that goofy shit..."

“Ugh," she turns down her street and slowly pulls into her driveway, cuts the car off and walks up the brick-lined sidewalk. Once inside her loft, she locks her door and kicks her heels off, heading into her living room to plop down on her sofa.

Running her hands through her curls, she pulls her phone out and shoots a text to Jada, before tapping his contact, watching the call connect after two rings, his handsome face coming into view.

"Don't you look gorgeous.”

"You got me beat, handsome."

"I could never.”

He props his phone up and places his salt and peppered, beard-clad chin into the palm of his calloused hand, his eyes wandering down the valley of her exposed chest.

"You left the house, like that?"

"I'm grown, yes." He laughs.

"Nobody had a heart attack?"

This makes her laugh.

"The usual perverts, but it's nothing I can't handle. How was work?"

"It was fine. Just a regular day at the office, honestly. I'll be glad when I can come back."

"I thought you could just do it, without needing permission?"

"It's a little more complicated, this time. I got some deadlines to meet and then I can be outta here."

The slight pout on her face makes him smile.

"You miss me, don't you?"

"Unfortunately." Her expression straightens, but he's unfazed. He even laughs.

"Nah, you blew that mean ass act, when I picked up the phone… callin' me handsome and flippin' your hair. Don't try it, now."

"That doesn't mean anything."

She props her phone up against the stack of records on her pink tinted, glass table and leans forward, her cleavage daring to jump from underneath the silk fabric.

"You're such a tease.”

"You like it, though."

Standing back up from the couch, she grabs her phone and heads upstairs, into her bedroom. He scoffs.

"My feet are killing me,” she stresses as she lets the phone fall onto the bed, while she pulls a navy blue bralette and panty set out.

"You're annoying, but your hands work magic. I could use that, right now." She continues.

Stripping out of her work clothes in record time, she ignores his chuckle and pulls on her set, grabbing the matching robe off her vanity chair.

"When I come back, you can get all the magic you desire."

"Can I, really?" She asks in a sarcastic tone, as she sits down at her vanity and props her phone up.

A deep sigh leaves as he stares at her. "Damn... you definitely can, babygirl."

"You should find a way to come back, sooner."

"I'll see what I can do, but I can't guarantee anything."

"But, I miss you," that famous pout returns, causing him to chuckle.

"I miss you more, princess. Quit pouting."

"I'll stop pouting, when you get here." 

He shakes his head and stands up, walking into his kitchen. She hums to herself as she watches his back muscles flex underneath his shirt, with the slightest movements.

"Jesus." She mutters to herself, as he turns around to face the camera, his black sweats hanging low on his hips. Her eyes linger on his outlined print, causing a chill to creep up her spine.

"Did you hear me, babygirl?" His tone is full of amusement as he watches her eyes dart up to his face.

"What did you say?"

"You've got some gifts coming your way, tomorrow."

"What kind of gifts?" Her ears perk up.

"Just a couple of things to hold you over, until I return."

"You didn't have to get me, anything—"

"Yes I did. I know you still don't like asking for things, but we'll break you out of that. It's just a couple of gifts, I promise."

"But, babe," she whines.

"Imani. I've already told you, my money is yours to spend." She sighs, staring at her nails.

"I want you to take me out when you come back."

"Where do you wanna go?" He comes back to his chair, giving her a full view of his grown out beard.

"I don't know, yet. It's one of those restaurants where the flowers hang overhead and there's lights everywhere! I just wanna get dolled up, eat good, drink good... come back to my place and fuck good."

He raises an eyebrow at her, but she just innocently smiles. "You're something else."

"That's why you put up with me." She winks.

"That and many other reasons. But, I'll see about the restaurant and set everything up."

"Thank you, baby."

"You're welcome. What's on the agenda for tomorrow?" She groans at the mention of her backed up schedule.

"I've got a press conference in the morning. The building is supposed to be getting redesigned and my goofy ass decided to put my two cents in, and now I gotta sit in for the meeting after that. Then, I've gotta help Jada find her sister the perfect wedding dress, before next Friday— it's just a little too much going on."

"You've got this, business woman. Hard work pays off, right?"

She nods, placing her chin in the palm of her hand. "That, it does."

"It's all worth it, then."

Staring at the clock on the other end of her vanity, she sighs. "It's almost seven and I haven't eaten a thing."

"You drank on an empty stomach?"

"Yeah, but I only had half a glass. I might just order a pizza or something. And no, I don't want you to buy it for me. I'm still mad at you for paying my rent."

"You can front all you want, but I take care of mine. You keep your money in the bank and let me spend mine on you."

She rolls her eyes, fighting the smirk that makes its way onto her lips. "I'm hanging up, now."

"Why?"

"Cause, I can't fight you through this screen." He laughs.

"Keep that same energy, babygirl."

"It's kept. Goodnight." She blows a kiss.

"Goodnight."

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Heyy can you do prompt 90 and 92 with Eric García? Where reader is like one of the Barca players little sister (and they aren’t allowed to date) and they get in an argument because reader doesn’t want to be a secret anymore. Sorry if that’s to complicated. Love your work btw it is great!!! <33

Misunderstanding~Eric Garcia

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this isnt exactlt what you requested but something similar. I'm sorry if you don't like it but enjoy <3

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90-“honestly? I am so fucking tired of being your secret.”

92-“I really never meant for me to hurt you.” “but you did.”

A few months ago

"do you wanna go out for lunch? my friend told me about this restaurant that has some really good food" y/n suggested, sitting herself down next to Eric

Eric lets out a sigh, before looking up at y/n

"you know we can't do that" he said, making y/n roll her eyes

"why not?" she asked, annoyed by his answer

"Ansu should never know about us. and going out would just make it very obvious. our pictures would be online in seconds" he replied, he too getting annoyed

y/n let out a frustrated sigh

"I told you Ansu doesn't care. we could just tell him and he wouldn't give a shit if we're dating or not" she explained, this not being the first time they fight over this topic

She has always wanted to tell eveyone they're dating, but Eric avoided the topic, saying Ansu would freak out if he knew his sister was dating one of his best friends

It was getting frustrating to the point were y/n was starting to think he's ashamed of her.

"I don't want to risk my friendship with your brother just because you think he wouldnt care. what if he does? I would lose you and Ansu too. And I don't want that" he raised his voice a bit, getting angry at how she was acting

“honestly? I am so fucking tired of being your secret.” she yelled back

"then maybe we should break up!" he yelled back, immediately regrating his words, but he still kept silent not wanting to give in easily

y/n was surprised by his answer but nodded her head anyways, ignoring the aching in her heart

"yeah maybe its better that way. I'll come take my stuff tomorrow when you're at training. bye Eric" she said before taking her phone and walking out of the door of his apartment

Present Time

It has been months since that fight, and y/n would lie if she said she was over Eric. They had been dating since Eric arrived to Barcelona, and he meant a lot to her.

"hey you ready?" Ansu asked, appearing at the door of his sister's bedroom

"yeah, let me just grab a jacket" she got her jacket and followed her brother

It was the first match at their temporarily stadium, before the Liga started, and it would be the first time she'll see Eric after their nasty break up

"are you gonna be okay?" Ansu asked, placing his hand on her shoulder

She smiled and nodded her head. She told him everything. He knows about her and Eric. And knows what happened between them. She made him promise not to tell Eric and not to act differently around him

"yeah don't worry. I'm gonna have to face him sooner or later" she shrugged, before they started heading to the stadium

After a brilliant win for barça, y/n found herself walking to the pitch with the other WAGs, to congratulate the players for the amazing game they had.

She walked to Ansu, wrapping her arms around him from behind, making him turn around

"that goal was amazinggg. I'm so proud of you" she hugged him tightly

"thank you y/n... go talk with Eric yeah?" he whispered, y/n's smile slowly fading, before she nodded

Ansu pointed towards Eric, who was looking at them already. Ansu pressed a kiss on her forehead before ushering her towards Eric

"hey" Eric mumbled, as soon as y/n stood in front of him

"hi" she said back in the same low voice

"how are you doing?" he asked

"been better" she shrugged, making the guilt rush over Eric's face

“I really never meant for me to hurt you.” he said, the guilt and regret evident in his voice

“but you did.” she said back, finally looking up to meet his eyes

Eric didn't say anything, only avoided her eyes and nodded his head

"Ansu knows by the way. I told him everything, and he said he wouldn't have minded us dating" she said blankly, making Eric's eyes snap to hers

"he did?" he asked, not believeing it. If it was true then he was an idiot for breaking up with her because of that

"yeah. he was the one who told me to come talk to you now too" she said

"I'm so sorry y/n. If I had known Ansu would agree i-" he was interrupted by y/n

"if you had believed me from the first time I told you Ansu doesn't care then maybe we would've still been together now and I'd be wearing your name on my back and not my brother's" she said back in a sharp tone

"I'm really sorry y/n. that was a dick move and I should've believed you from the start. please let me make it up to you" he begged, grabbing her hands in his

y/n thought about it. She missed Eric so much, and just wanted to have him back. But she didn't want to seem as if she's jumping to the first chance she got to get back with him

"how do I know you won't do the same thing as before" she asked

"I promise you it won't. Let me take you out for dinner, let's post pictures together. wear my name on you back. let's have what we had before again. let's let everyone know that I love you, and I never stopped loving you" he was begging her for her chance, a chance to make it up for everything he messed up

She smiled and nodded her head, making Eric smile too. He kissed her forehead and wrapped his arms around her

She snaked her arms around his waist and hugged him back

"I promise you won't regret it" he mumbled into her hair

Ansu watched his sister and teammate together. He gave y/n the thumbs up, making her smile and wave at him

#football #football blurb #football imagine #football one shot #football x reader #footballer imagine #barcelona #fc barça #fc barcelona #barca fc #fc barca #barça #barca #eric garcia x reader #eric garcia imagine #eric garcia blurb #eric garcia x you #eric garcia x y/n #eric garcia one shot #eric garcia fluff #eric garcia fic #eric garcia #ansu fati

[weaponizedhorse]

Very curious to see that write-up, having only seen illuminautii's own video on the matter from her perspective

Dude I completely forgot to reply to Nunya about this also so thank you so so much for sending this ask!

@beardedmrbean

And oh shit if all you saw was iiluminaughtiis video I am here to inform you that basically everything she said was a lie. Strap in it's gonna get CRAZY

basically iilluminaughtii brought this entire situation on herself by trying to "call out" legal eagles editors on Twitter for "stealing/ copying" her style? And the style was a highlight effect? And a ripped paper effect? Which legal eagle has been using for like literal years. Like this is literally the examples she gave on Twitter

And Illuminaughtii legit just flew too close to the sun cause a TON of crazy shit has come out about her since she made that tweet

But it turns out Illuminati used to be in a group channel called sad milk with a bunch of other YouTubers One of them was the click and one of them was wonderstruck TV and after all this shit went down with the group channel she paid people to dig through The Clicks old videos from 10 to 14 years ago where he was saying no no words because he was 17 and learning English (he's swedish) she posted in this discord about the click saying retarded 10 years ago and when someone said "it was 10 years ago irrelevant" she went on to say how "disgusted" she was with this person for "excusing" 10 fucking year old videos?? Blair said "that word was never okay to use and was never in my vocabulary" good for you?? And apparently Blair says retard/ed in private anyway

Then she made an alt Twitter and alt Reddit account and on the Reddit account she made up conspiracy theories about why sad milk broke up then replied with her iiluminaughtii reddit account debunking her own post?? and then on Twitter she tweeted to the click, to anybody he's coworkers, with like that he shares a podcast with anyone, who is even been on the podcast anyone who has any sort of affiliation with Click saying "oh do you know your friend said the n word Did you know your friend sent the f slur etc" And I mean it was non-stop the click said in his video that he remembers this account and thought it was some random troll but it was Blair the whole time.

Illuminati deleted the doobie Smurfs Reddit account after this was found out but the Twitter is still up so you can actually go through the doobie shmirtz Twitter and see all the unhinged fucking shit she did.

In her video about Click she said that he basically allowed a pedo to stay in his discord for months knowingly. And it turns out as soon as this guy said he was a pedo the mods kick him out while Click was asleep cause time zones. Illuminaughtii in discord messages said she was proud of Click for how he handled the situation

That's not even counting what she did to wonderstruck TV The worst of which is in her quote unquote response video about everything that happened on Twitter she put out his would-be suicide note. For what fucking reason I have no idea and then she revealed that she called the cops on him even though he said he had already calmed down and talked to his therapist? It's it's fucking insane

I very much encourage watching clicks video

#i am v sorry this took me so long to write up my health has not been good lately #iiluminaughtii

[longeyelashedtragedy]

how did u fall into lamps

O gather round children, it's a longer story than some may think

the date was july 16, 2022, the place baltimore maryland, the event arsenal vs everton. i went with my friend nina, and while we were waiting for granit and the gang to come and warm up, i messaged our group chat with our mutual friend who was like, a hardcore liverperson from the gerlonso days, to tell her where we were, and when hearing we were seeing everton she said something along the lines of "oh, Fat Frank the Tory!" i was like oh...there's definitely some backstory and some lore here that i have no knowledge about and now i'm amused and intrigued/

right before the game started, the coaches came out, and i was struck stupid by mikel in his all black shortsleeves hairy armed top energy off the charts charisma passionate glory. we weren't sitting that close to the pitch, but it was still so easy to pick up on his vibe. it was clearly not "just a friendly" to him.

i was then kind of just as struck by the contrast in the two uh gentlemen who'd just come out. mikel in the sleek black, lamps chonky in the weirdly overly casual everton summeroutfit. the contrast was immediately appealing and so were the aesthetics. (i'm so consistent--we all know as far as looks go everton franko is my favorite franko lol) exhibit a:

we beat everton 2-0 and the whole time mikel was passionately charging around as he does and lamps was just sitting on the bench looking so annoyed and so defeated and i was like who is this chonky sadboy...i'm Fascinated and Pleased. like honestly, being the football toddler that i am, i knew very little about him. HOWEVER that didn't stop me from bringing him up frequently enough in conversation to nina that she was like FYI you talk about this man a lot!

but let's fastforward to one of the most distressing months of my life AKA may 2023. granit transfer rumors were ripping brutally through my life and they really seemed real and as we all know i was crying about it literally every day! i think by some point my brain was just in desperate need of something else to think about, and conveniently, i saw the god amongst fic authors @protect-daniel-james 's fic "Just," and not gonna lie, just the summary alone got me, but the fic finished what the summary started and i read it like 7584930 times, plus a couple others that had popped up in the tag after that (shoutout to @new-berry 's "Proud of heart (pride of London)" which was a fantastic twist on their relationship and ends with a BIBLE VERSE). then i read the NYCFC-related interview with him where he mentioned that one of his favorite NYC restaurants was this one that's like a 5 minute walk from me, and the very crude foundation of what turned into Digestif started forming in my mind. my summer vacation started just a couple weeks later, during which i did the world's fastest speedrun of a Person, and the Lampardverse began to gather strength.

the rest is Long Eyelashed History!

#anonymous #answered #long eyelashed tragedy #i'm sure i could add to this LMAO #the first thing i ever learned about lampsy was during the pandemic #when he was whining about how as the only english manager of a big six club ppl were harder on him #i was like that's really somethin...complaining about being oppressed for being an english man

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Solar Opposites: The Rise of The New Order Ch. 11/Epilogue (by @avaveevo)

A few weeks later…

Korvo and Terry are seen snuggling after having sex as they smile. Terry wakes up to check his phone and gasps

Terry: Oh shit! We're gonna be late for the wedding!

Korvo: On it!

Terry and Korvo gets ready for the wedding along with the Replicants and Pupa and AISHA and Teraformus and Jessica. Later, the family arrived at the wedding.

Korvo: I am so happy for these two.

Terry: Heh! I know.

Then, out came Moran and Xinna, who are wearing wedding clothes as they walk down the isle.

Xinna: *lovingly* Oh Moran…

Moran: Ready to spend the rest of your life with a handsome guy?

Xinna: *giggles* Yes. Yes I am.

Jesse then gets out the bible

Jesse: Do you Moran, promise to take care of Xinna to honor her in sickness and in heath, for as long as you both shall live?

Moran: Hell yeah I do!

Jesse: And Xinna, do you promise to love and take care of Moran to honor him and sickness and in health? For as long as you both shall live?

Xinna: I do.

Jesse: Now let’s hear those vows!

Moran: Xinna, from this day forward, I’m keep loving you throughout my whole life! You are one of the bravest Shlorpians I ever met! I love you!

Xinna: And Moran, you are othe most funniest Shlorpian I ever met! The way you try to hard to make people proud is amazing! That’s what I love about you! And I’m gonna keep loving you forever too!

Jessica cries with joy

Jesse; And by the power invested in me just for today, I know pronounce husband and wife. Okay go ahead and kiss! I wanna see this!

Xinna takes her crystal of her robe and she and Moran smashes it as they seal their vow with a kiss. Then, Korvo heads out for a bit as he realizes something as “My Life is Changing” starts playing.

I guess I was wrong

The people of Earth truly can be changed

Now Tortus is gone

I fear that I made the worst decision

I should’ve never allowed him to just

Go ahead with the New Order

Does it mean anything

To pass for divine judgement now

My life is changing

For better or worse

I must accept the truth that

My life is changing

All I’ve known is a lie

Can someone tell me why

The New Order are open to heathens

I don’t know where all this will take us

But my life is changing

So I need to change with it too

What was I thinking

The New Order Don’t Seem Very amazing at all

As the head rookie

How could I tell Kim-La she could fall

Redemption is impossible

For all the souls down on Earth

If I didn’t know better

I’d have mistaken this heathen as one of us

What other lies does the New Order hold?

Is this place worth its weight in gold

Are we no different to them?

Why is it we get to ascend?

Is the New Order misguided?

There must be something I can do

To the save heathens in hurting too

My life is changing for better or worse

I must accept the truth that

My life is changing

All I’ve known is a lie

Can someone tell me why

The New Order is open to heathen

I don’t know where all this will take us

But my life is changing

So I need to change with it too

Korvo sighs but then turns around and looks at his family as he smiles.

Terry: Korvy, are you okay?

Korvo: *giving Terry his hand* Care to dance, Terry?

Terry: Yeah. I would love to. Then after that, are you ready to head home?

Korvo: Of course.

Korvo and Terry kiss and then starts having a romantic slow dance as they smile. Then, the scene cuts to the Solars packing up their things with Kim-La and Karna joining them. Bee, Xinna, Gadget and Moran starts saying goodbyes to them.

Bee: Well, Kim-La, I guess this is it.

Xinna: I hate goodbyes. God damn it! We’re gonna miss you so damn much!

Moran: *crying hysterically* We’re so happy for you!

Gadget gives Kim-La a holographic communicator

Gadget: Here. You can call us through this. To keep in touch. Thank you for being part of The New Order.

Kim-La smiles

Kim-La: Thank you guys. *gets int a group hug with her friends as she smiles tearfully* Karna, it’s time. Come along. *to the rest of the New Order* Goodbye you guys. Thanks for everything.

Karna: Bye bye.

The rest of the New Order shout their goodbyes while Jessica and Teraformus comes up with suitcases as they happily approach the Solar Opposites, who smiled at them.

Jessica: Room for two more?

Korvo: Yes. There is.

Teraformus and Jessica join the hug. Korvo places a hand on Terry's face

Korvo: Ready to go home?

Terry: Yes. Yes I am. But I just need to do one more thing.

Korvo: Oh and what is that?

Terry: This.

Terry and Korvo embrace in a kiss as they moan lovingly. Then, AISHA starts the ship as it takes off after Kim-La, Karna, Jessica and Teraformus hop in the ship. The rest of the New Order and Shlorpians wave goodbye as the ship takes off. Then, a few weeks later, the Solars arrived home as they land on their house and heads outside as they smile.

Korvo: *sighs* It’s great to be home.

Kim-La: So this is Earth? It looks amazing!

Korvo: Well, to be honest I hated the place at first.

Then he smiles at his family.

Korvo: But I was wrong. It’s a wonderful home and it was worth it.

Terry smiles as the two husbands embrace. Then, the family along with Jessica, Karna, Kim-La and Teraformus looks at the sunset. A monologue from Korvo is heard *like the one from the Amphibia Series Finale*

Korvo: *monologuing* Change can be difficult, but it's how we grow. It can be the hardest thing to realize you can't hold on to something forever. Sometimes... you have to let it go. But of the things you let go... you'd be surprised... what makes its way... back to you.

Korvo then gets an idea how to celebrate his family’s return to Earth.

Korvo: Oh Terry? *seductively* You want to celebrate our way back home with sex?

Terry: Oh hell yeah! Let’s fucking go!

Cue Korvo and Terry kissing and moaning lovingly in their bedroom as sexy music plays

Korvo: This is the best sex of my life!

Terry: *laughs* I know, right?

The two husbands keep sending and moaning in ecstasy as the credits rolls, the songs in the credits are “Pompeii” from Bastille and “No Quite Paradise” form Bliss 66. Then comes the end credits scene.

3 months later…

Korvo is giving birth as he keeps pushing.

Korvo: FUUUUUUCK! OH GOOOOOOOOOD! TERRY. HOLD MY HAND!

Terry: Come Korvy! You can do it! Come on!

Korvo starts crying in pain. Terry holds Korvo’s hand as he keeps pushing. Then, Korvo gives one final push as he screams, then a baby’s crying was heard.

Doctor: Congratulations, it's a girl!

The doctor wraps the sproutling, who has Terry’s skin color, in a blanket as the doctor hands in the infant over to Korvo, who shed tears of joy along with Terry.

Terry: Hi sweetie. It’s us. Your daddies.

Korvo: She’s like a beautiful flower sprouted with hope. We shall name her… Lili.

Lili looks at Korvo and coos

Korvo: Welcome to the world Lili Solar-Opposites… we love you…

Lili falls asleep and sucks her thumb. The two alien husbands look as their baby and then embrace in a kiss as the screen fades to black.

#solar opposites #solar opposites au #tervo #solar opposites: rise of the new order #korvo #terry solar opposites #british korvo #yumyulack #kim La Solar opposites #Moran solar opposites #jesse solar opposites #Xinna solar opposites

[hellfirecvnt]

Love your writing and was wondering if you could write a eddiexreader smut😅. They’re (the older teens nancy robin steve jonathan argyle and eddie) hanging out at Steves place during the day in the pool (skimpy Bikini?) and later that evening they’re playing two truths and a lie while under the influence of weed and tequila shots. Its y/ns turn and since she is a lil pervert and loves to mess with eddie bc thats just the way you banter, she decides to mess with him by stating: „okay my turn! One: i am deadly afraid of butterflies. Two: i lost my virginity after watching the shining. And three: (y/n looks to eddie) im a squirter“ they all discuss but she was only focused on munsons reaction. They all voted for the butterfly thing because it seems the most obvious. „Nope scary fucking things, i have never squirted… yet“ later eddie offered to walk her home bc its on his way and his pervy side comes out.

Would love it if it ended with her squirting all over him and him being very proud xD

Long ask but your words sound better than the way i would write it 😅

X J🖤

What's truly wild to me is I have two requests rn and both involve a skimpy bikini water situation and god damn it, I love it here. Thank you for this prompt, I'm already in love AAAA!! (Also idk how to do two truths and a lie as a drinking game. Like idk when they have to take a shot so I'm gonna say when they get it wrong they take a shot lmao.)

...Yet

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut (+18, minors DNI), perv!Eddie, perv!reader, drinking, drugs, unprotected sex, more?

A/N: no one is dead. Idk, everything still happened 1-4 but just no death.

You've lived in Hawkins for about a year now. Same as your friend Argyle. He says he moved here after a crazy earthquake, but you moved here to get away from the city or something cool and mysterious like that.

In the time you've lived here, you made friends with a really fun group of people. Nancy, who you met through journalism at school. Steve and Robin, who you met at Family Video. They took to you like a sibling the moment they found out you knew Nancy. Jonathan and Argyle moved here with the rest of the Byers. Same story about a weird earthquake. You don't ask too much about it.

But then there was Eddie. You meet him for the first time today. You've noticed him plenty of times but didn't get the chance to meet him until Steve and Robin dragged him to Steve's place for a small get-together. You're the first to arrive, a common trait for you.

"Y/N! You came!" Robin beams as she answers the door.

"Of course! I never turn down drinking by a pool," you lift the handle of tequila above your head and give it a "look at this" shake.

"Tequila? Do you want me to die?" Steve appears behind you, hands full of snacks for the shindig.

"Where's everybody at?" You yell into the empty home.

"They're on the way, you're like 30 minutes early. Again." Robin jokes as she passes you a knife to help her chop up fruit for the drinks. The rest of the crew arrives, and finally, in walks a tall, frizzy-haired man in a jean vest. He had several different patches, each one of your favorite bands.

"Munson, you made it!" Steve calls across the kitchen.

"Yeah, I thought you said this wasn't a party, Hair." He smirks, taking the beer Steve has extended out to him. The group migrates outside and you and Robin follow with trays of snacks.

"Oh, by the way, Y/N. This is Eddie," Steve places a friendly hand on Eddie's shoulder and lightly shakes him. He's an overtly friendly guy when he's drunk.

"Nice to meet you!" You smile at him, extending a hand to shake his. He stares at you silently for just a moment. Inside his head, he's fighting everything inside him to keep his eyes on your face. He fights to not let them travel down your body to your barely-there, black bikini. A silver chain dangles around your neck, slotting between your breasts and he's about to explode.

"Oh, uh, I'm Eddie," he answers a question no one asked.

"Yeah. I'm Y/N," you giggle, his face becomes ever so slightly rosy.

"Dude, who brought the tequila?" Argyle's face lights up as he cracks open the lid and pours everyone a shot. You slice a lime and pass the salt shaker around.

"What's the salt for?" Nancy, innocent Nancy.

"Why do you know how to shoot a gun, but you don't know how to shoot tequila?" You quip, earning a laugh from the group.

"It's much easier to pull a trigger than it is to drink something that smells like this." She lifts the shot glass to her nose before quickly yanking it away.

"Well, don't sniff it. That'll really make it hard," Jonathan rubs her back lovingly as she fights the smell out of her nose.

"Oh yeah? Nancy making it hard over there, Jonathan?" You tease, making them both blush. Everyone clinks their tiny glasses together in cheers. Eddie can't keep his eyes off of you. You're funny and sexy and, wow, a little pervy? He downed his shot without the lime or salt, staring at you the whole time.

You don't notice his eyes fucking you from every angle, you just keep laughing with Robin and Nancy.

"Hey, psst, Y/N!" Argyle whispers loudly, no one caring what he's saying. "You wanna come smoke this?" He holds up a skillfully rolled joint in his fingers. Jonathan stands behind him giving two thumbs up in encouragement.

"Hell yeah," you tell the girls to give you a minute and you start off toward the guys.

"Hey, I got one too," Eddie captures you and the boys' attention.

"Then come on, man. Let's go!" Argyle invites him enthusiastically.

"Freaks," Steve jokes with Nancy and Robin as they remain by the pool. The group comes back after a while. Everyone's eyes are bright red. Smiles spread ear to ear on each of your faces.

"I have the best idea," you narrow your eyes toward the entire group. They all look at you expectantly. "Two truths and a lie. I used to play it all the time back home."

"Oh my God, we played that game in Mr. Clark's class in like 7th grade because that kid got violently angry with a custodian and everyone felt like maybe the kids needed a chill day and-" Robin rambles even more when she's buzzed. She notices everyone staring silently and stops. "My bad, let's play."

Nancy goes first. Hers is quite difficult because they're all boring. Jonathan is the only one to guess her lie. Robin goes, then Steve, you easily guess their lies, they have no poker face.

"My turn! One," you hold up a finger, theatrically. "I'm deathly afraid of butterflies. Two," another finger. "I lost my virginity right after watching The Shining for the first time. And three," you raise a third finger and glance over at Eddie. Your sudden eye contact catches him off guard. "I'm a squirter." His cheeks instantly burn with rising blood. You focus on his reaction above everyone else.

"Jesus, Y/N!" Nancy playfully shoves your shoulder, laughing.

"Well like... I don't know your life, but I feel like it's gotta be the bug thing, right?" Argyle consults the group.

"Yeah, I've never seen you around a butterfly, but I don't think you'd be too scared. I saw what you did to Billy when you heard how he talked to Max." Steve chuckles.

"What'd she do to Hargrove?" Eddie furrows his brow. It's the only time his focus has shifted to anywhere but you since he got here.

"I broke a bottle on his head, big deal. Don't talk to little kids like that," you cross your arms, unintentionally pushing your breasts together, they're oily from tanning products/sun screen. Eddie's eyes nearly bulge out of his skull, he almost has to fight back a groan.

"Okay! Butterflies, final answer!" Robin returns everyone to the point.

"Pour up, fellas. I fucking hate butterflies," you spout proudly.

"So wait, what's the lie?" Jonathan asks.

"I'm not a squirter. I've never had that happen... Yet." You glance at Eddie once again, running your tongue across the bottoms of your teeth. You watch as Eddie's breath gets faster and faster. Something about flustering him is doing more for you than any other man, woman, or person has.

After you're all good and buzzed, you file into the pool. Argyle instantly cannonballs into the deep end, Steve follows suit. You and the rest of the girls linger in the mid-depth water. You lounge against the pool wall, water barely up to your tits. The pool is large, but not gigantic. So Eddie takes his chance to swim back and forth underwater so he can peek at your ass as your tiny bikini rides up your cheeks.

You notice his glances and nonchalantly toss his a pair of goggles. No one notices as you slide your index fingers up the seams of your bottoms, exposing even more flesh for him. He watches you do it, but somehow cannot let himself believe that just happened. He ends up having to "wait" in the pool a little longer than everyone else.

It's one of the best nights of your life. Just your friends and booze and weed. What else is there? Oh yeah, sex. You've been teasing Eddie all night, doing everything in your power to watch him shift and switch around in his seat as he tries to hide what you're doing to him.

Argyle, Nancy, and Jonathan all leave together. Argyle is more of a smoker than a drinker, so he was okay to drive by the end of the night having only taken 3 shots in total, the entire day. You live within walking distance from Steve, luckily. And so does Eddie.

"Bye, you guys!" You slur, hugging Robin tightly, causing her cheeks to blush slightly. You hug Steve too and wave goodbye to Eddie.

"Hey, wait. Let me walk you home. It's a weird town and you're wearing nothing but a bathing suit," Eddie offers, working his hardest to appear some sort of sober. He changed back into his normal clothes before anybody. Most likely to make it easier to hide his erection.

"I don't want you walking alone either, though," you argue, concerned and drunk.

"It's on the way, it's fine," He wraps an arm around your shoulder and leads you out the door, turning back to wink at Steve.

"Called it," Steve and Robin speak at the same time after you and Eddie close the door behind you.

"So, butterflies, huh?" Eddie brings that back up.

"Yeah, dude. Have you ever seen their fucking faces?" You're shocked you even have to explain this.

"Nah, I don't think about butterflies when I think about 'fucking faces.'" Eddie becomes a little more comfortable when he's alone with you. You side-eye him with a smirk as you both walk.

"How often do you think about fucking faces, Eddie?" Your voice lowers, a special subtle emphasis on his name. His legs nearly fail him right then and there.

"I don't know. Seemed to be one of the only things I could think about all night tonight," he slides his hands into his pockets.

"What were the other things?" You tug on your bottom lip with your teeth.

"The way that bikini leaves very little to the imagination." He gently, but quickly takes the string tying your bottoms together and pulls it. You catch the front, but the entire back falls down. He stops in his tracks and takes a few steps back, watching you as you dropped your bag to try and fix your falling suit.

"You son of a bitch, what was that for?" You tie the knot back securely.

"Just making sure my imagination was right," he runs his tongue over his top lip, looking down at you.

"That's not fair, I can't untie anything off you." You cross your arms playfully.

"You can take anything you want off of me, sweetheart. It's only fair." He grins, looking down at your blushing face.

"My house is right here." You point to a shrub blocking a house just on the other side. Eddie glances at it and then goes back to you. His grin has turned a lot more devious. You lead him inside, your parents are out of town for the next two weeks, so you don't worry about getting caught.

You lead him to your room and the second your door closes, you're all over each other. Hands roaming each other's bodies where your eyes had spent all night exploring. He kisses you hungrily, taking your bottom lip in his teeth and gently pulling. You moan into his kiss as his hands brush over your crotch through your bathing suit.

"Fuck, what are you waiting for?" You moan as he rubs sweet circles on your pussy before undoing the string on both sides of your bottoms and tossing them aside. After shoving you on the bed, he plunges his long, ringed middle finger into your drenched pussy, pumping in and out of you lightly. Whining moans fall from your mouth as he curls his finger inside you.

"God damn, you're so wet. You have fun teasing me all night?" Eddie raises an eyebrow. "Almost made me fuck you in front of all your friends."

"Had to get you here somehow," you moan, placing your hand on his as it moves.

"Yeah, and now I'm here. And I'm gonna make you regret inviting me inside." He withdraws his hand from between your thighs, leaving your back arching for contact.

"Eddieee," you whine, bucking your hips against nothing.

"Shhh, I'm gonna make you feel so good, you won't even notice I stole your panties when you changed into your bathing suit at Harrington's."

"You what?" He holds up your purple lace thong, bringing it to his face and inhaling your scent. You're overcome with butterflies as you watch his pants tighten as his fingers wrap around the small bit of cloth.

"I'll just hold on to these a little longer." He winks before shoving them into his back pocket. He positions himself with his head between your thighs. You can feel his hot breath on your throbbing clit. He plants soft kisses on your inner thighs before finally plunging his tongue between your folds.

You reach down and wrap your hands in his frizzy curls, holding his head firmly against you. He chuckles against the sensitive skin as he feels your fingers weave through his hair. He flicks his tongue over your clit quickly, snaking a hand up to finger you while he licks. He adds a second finger, and you throw your head back as the tension builds in your stomach.

"Oh my God, don't stop!" You moan loudly as you reach your climax. Your back arches and your legs shake involuntarily. You're twitching and grasping as he rises and looms over you.

"Don't worry, you're not done." He stares into your eyes as he sucks his fingers clean. He quickly unfastens his belt, lowering his jeans and boxers to the bend of his knee. His throbbing erection springs toward you, desperate to stretch you out. He strokes himself a few times before positioning his head at your entrance.

"Please, please Eddie," you beg, bending any way you can to try to feel his cock inside you.

"No, I love the way you sound when you beg." He lowers his face to your ear, hovering over you on all fours. "Begging to get fucked by a guy you met today."

"Yeah, look how easy you are," you taunt. He chuckles, sliding his dick up and down your slit, gathering your arousal around the head.

"So fucking hot," his voice is no more than a growling whisper. He stays put, teasing your hole for a few moments more. You writhe and twitch beneath him, but he doesn't relent. He drinks in the image of your distress as you plead for him to enter you.

"Eddie, for the love of-" he cuts you off by slamming into you at full capacity. You let out a loud, sensual moan. There's a slight dull pain due to Eddie's size, but it quickly turns to overwhelming pleasure as he fucks into you.

You sink your nails into his shoulders, pulling him impossibly close to you as if being inside you wasn't close enough. His large, strong hands grip your thighs roughly, ensuring you take his full length with every thrust.

"Fuck, how are you so fucking tight?" Eddie moans as he tosses his head back, rutting into you like a sex toy. He fucks you hard like he has no regard for your feelings, but you know he does by the way he rubs sweet circles on your clit while he thrusts. You've never felt this kind of build-up in your abdomen. Even just with his tongue moments ago, that might've been the hardest you've ever came.

You're about to finish again when he quickly pulls out.

"Eddie, no!" You whine, immediately reaching your hand down to finish yourself. He catches your wrists, pinning them above your head as you buck and squirm, your orgasm slowly fleeting.

"Regret it, yet?" He smirks, waiting for your thrashing to end. The moment your legs relax, he plunges directly back into you. Fucking you wildly as if he never stopped. The build-up is somehow more intense this time. Your back arches so far you think it's gonna snap.

"Eddie! I cant- I can't take anymore," you start to shove at him with weak arms, but you keep letting him continue because it feels too good.

"You're gonna take it, sweetheart," he whispers into your ear before slowing down to a near stop. He pumps into you at a snail's pace, watching your eyes roll back as you feel every inch inside you. He gradually regains his speed until he's fucking you at the perfect rate.

Your heart rate quickens by the second, the pit in your stomach and the throbbing in your clit makes you almost delirious. A few more moaning gasps and you scream.

"Eddie, wait-" but it's too late. You squirt against him, flooding his lower half in your ecstasy. Whimpers fall from your lips as he continues to fuck you through your high. The sight of your flood and the knowledge that he just made you experience that for the first time are enough to have his orgasm not far behind.

"Fuck," he growls as he grinds into you, filling you with warmth. His cock twitches inside you, and your overly sensitive cunt feels every tiny movement as he pulls out. He collapses next to you, you're both worn out and breathless, covered in each other's sweat.

"That was amazing..." You're in awe of what your body just did.

"First time's the fucking charm," Eddie brags through heavy breaths.

"I don't think that's the saying." You chuckle.

"Doesn't matter, I just made you squirt all over my cock," he grins ear to ear. "For the first time in your life."

"I dunno, I think you need to do it again so we can be sure." You bite your lip, scanning Eddie's sweaty face.

"Give me 20 minutes, and I'll make you cum until I fucking drown." He jokes, his voice a low rolling tone. Blush forces itself to your cheeks, and he kept his promise. 20 minutes later your legs were over his shoulders and your bed is getting so wet, you know you're going to have to change the entire bed set, but you don't care.

Every time he makes you squirt, Eddie's ego gets a little bigger, causing him to fuck you harder and longer than the session before. You fuck all day and well into the night before the two of you finally crash, covered in sweat and cum, entangled in each other.

#eddie munson imagine #stranger things 4 #stranger things 4 fanfiction #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson smut #requested #request

[moody4world]

Got my twin with me like the parent trap (pt.4)

A/N: I know it took forever to post this and I sincerely apologize. I was super busy and couldn’t find the time to sit down and write how I wanted to. Hope this makes up for it🤍

Once Jack was done helping Andre unpack he went downstairs to his studio to continue on a new song he was writing. As much as he tried he couldn’t get the thought of Hayden looking and acting different out of his mind. “I go a few weeks without seeing the kid and suddenly something’s off.” He says to himself. He shakes the thoughts off and goes back to writing.

Meanwhile Andre just walked outside to the pool in his swimming trunks ready to test out the pool. As expected, Stephanie was also near the pool with his dad, on one of the fancy chairs that his uncle Jack definitely did not choose on his own. “Come on Hayds let me introduce you to a friend of mine. This is Stephanie Walsh.” Urban wrapped his arm around Andre’s shoulder pulling him closer to Stephanie.

“Hi, well well well if it isn’t the famous Hayden, I have been hearing things about you all summer.” Was the first thing Stephanie said to Andre. He didn’t like how she spoke in a baby voice to him as if he was a little kid, not even his own parents did that to him. If he was raised a little less proper he would’ve been a bit mean towards his dad’s supposed friend but he was raised right so he kept his composure to the best of his abilities. “Well here I am.” Andre said with some fake enthusiasm.

“Oh Urban he is adorable.” Urban had a proud smile on his face, however Andre was not as amused. “You know, your father talks about you all the time. I was convinced you’d be a little daddy’s boy but you are so grown up.”

Her tone was really getting on Andre’s nerves. “Yeah, i’ll be seventeen soon. How old are you, thirty seven?” Andre could see Stephanie’s eyebrows go up in shock. “I’m twenty four actually.” “Oh so only seven years older than me..how old are you again dad?” Urban noticed that there was some slight tension going on and immediately got up at that question. “Wow suddenly you like math, uhm i’m gonna go inside and get some more pizza and maybe a couple beers to celebrate.” “What are we celebrating?” Andre asked all confused. “Your homecoming of course.” Stephanie answered obviously. “Be right back.” Urban left the two alone as he went inside.

Just as Urban walked away, Stephanie’s phone started ringing. “Stephanie Walsh” She raised a finger towards Andre in a ‘give me a moment’ gesture and continued her call. Andre decided to go on and dip his toes in the water to check the temperature. His ears however were listening to Stephanie’s conversation. “Hello Mr. Tanner, oh yes of course.”

“Mhm i’m writing it all down.” At that sentence Andre turned to look at her, knowing that it was a full on lie. “Oh of course it’s a great plan and I agree but unfortunately Mr. Wyatt and Mr. Harlow will be out of the country those days.” This also caught Andre’s attention. “Yes I will pass the message to him, thank you.” Once she hung up and set her phone aside she decided to engage in more conversation with Andre as if nothing had just happened.

She scooted to the end of the poolside chair so she could be somewhat closer to where Andre was sitting at the edge of the pool. “So Hayds, how was camp? Was it adventurous?” Andre did not answer the question, instead he decided to ask what really interested him. “My dad’s going out of the country?” “Oh no, I just had to tell a little white lie to get him out of something.” Stephanie giggled awkwardly. “You know, I have never heard a man talk about his kid the way your father talks about you, you two seem pretty close. Even your uncle speaks very highly of you.” Andre stood up, getting ready to jump into the pool. “Well you know, we are pretty close. We’re all each other have.” He shrugged with a mischievous smirk before cannonballing into the pool, splashing water all over Stephanie’s dress.

She squealed and hurriedly stood up from her chair. She grabbed the nearest towel on the other chair and started patting herself dry. Once Andre got back up he acted shocked and sympathetic. “Oh sorry, did I get you wet Steph?” He asked in a mocking tone. Stephanie sighed frustratingly and replied “Oh just a bit Hayds.”

“You know, your dad took me riding the other day and he let me borrow your bike. I hope that’s okay with you.” “Oh sure. The bike did feel strange when i used it earlier..not that you’re strange or anything. Actually compared to the others you’re pretty normal.”

Stephanie raised an eyebrow at that. “Others? what others?” “I mean… if I was a woman I would want to know about the other women if I was number twenty nine in a man’s life.”

“I’m number twenty nine?” Stephanie asked offendedly. “Yeah, it’s always the same routine. Bike riding, take her to the studio, romantic dinners multiple nights.” Just as Stephanie was about to ask another question Urban came back out with a pizza box in one hand and some bottles of beer in the other.

Later that night Andre texted Hayden who was more than happy about being in London and meeting his mother.

Andre 💂🏽‍♂️

Facetime me right now!!!

Hayds🤞🏽

uhhh you know it’s day time over here right? do you want my ass to get caught?!

Andre 💂🏽‍♂️

It’s really not that hard Hayden just facetime me this is a serious problem!!!

Hayds 🤞🏽

ok ok damn chill with the exclamation marks btw thank god we both have the same phone with a clear case because i completely forgot that our people could notice that

Andre 💂🏽‍♂️

Thank god one of us has a brain. I noticed that from the beginning which is why I never bothered about it and could you PLEASE use commas when you text? You’re making my life harder than it is right now. FACETIME ME.

Hayden rolled his eyes at his dramatic brother and finally face timed him.

“What was such a big problem that it had to be over facetime? You better not ruin this for the both of us.” Hayden said as soon as Andre accepted the call.

“Well you’re going to want to hear this so brace yourself. Dad has a girlfriend.”

The reaction that Andre was waiting for never came. Hayden simply stared at him, sort of waiting for him to say something else. “Well? Aren’t you going to say something about that?” Andre asks annoyedly. “Nope, dad has a new ‘girlfriend’ every other month Andre, it’s nothing to worry about.” Hayden shrugs

“You told me that but this one seems like a serious thing Hayds, he let her borrow your bike.” Unlike the first announcement, this time Hayden definitely reacted. He was shocked that his dad would let someone borrow his bike that was so precious to him. “MY BIKE?! My precious baby, is she okay?! Did you check everything for me?!”

Andre rolled his eyes. “Yes I checked your precious baby for you…weirdo.” “It’s so funny when you say shit like weirdo with your british accent. So what are we gonna do about this girl? What’s her name anyway and what does she look like?” “Her name is Stephanie Walsh, some type of banker. Long black hair, kinda looks like Vanessa Hudgens.” “Banker?! that’s new.” “Exactly. And get this, no bbl and no fillers either. “No bbl AND no fillers? That’s definitely new when it comes to dad. We might have a problem on our hands Andre.”

“Ya think?! You HAVE to bring mom over here immediately.” Andre demanded. “Andre are you crazy? I’ve only had one day with her. I can’t and I won’t. I wan’t to spend more time with her.” “But dad’s in love!” “Dad doesn’t fall in love, we’ll be fine. Just break them up, lie about something if you have to.”

“Well I would but i’m clearly at a slight disadvantage. I only met the man less than twenty four hours ago.”

“Oh sorry what was that? My airpods cut off I can’t hear you Andre.”

“Can you hear me now?”

“I- connection- hear- you” Hayden lied while turning his wifi on and off.

“Hayd-“ Hayden hung up the facetime, cutting his brother off. He was having so much fun getting to spend time with you that the thought of going back to a life without his mom really saddened him. He wasn’t ready for that.

The next morning in Louisville, Andre was with Jack in the kitchen while Jack was making breakfast for the two. “Your dad wanted to go for a bike ride with you but you overslept so he asked you to meet him in the backyard with your bike later when you’re done with breakfast.” “Oh okay sure.”

“But of course I would oversleep too if I was up at three in the morning on a phone call.” Jack said suspiciously.

“Oh that.. I was calling my friend from camp. They forgot about our time difference so they called me.”

Jack stared at Andre hoping that he would crack but the boy did not budge. “Okay, if you say so.”

“Meet your dad when you’re done with breakfast.” Andre took one bite from his toast and said “All done” and ran to the door. Andre pulled and pulled on the door but it wouldn’t move. “Push bro.”Jack said watching him from the kitchen. Andre pushed the door and it opened with ease. Well that’s embarrassing. “Oh..right I forgot.” He ran out to the backyard to meet up with his dad. Jack shook his head at Andre’s actions. He couldn’t help but wonder “What has gotten into that kid?”

Urban and Andre were riding their bikes to a nearby park where Urb would usually do bike rides with Hayden. “Hayd I wanna talk to you about Stephanie.” Urban said out of the blue. “And I want to talk to you about my mother.” Andre said. Urban glances at him quickly before looking back to where he’s riding. “What about your mother?” “Well I still haven’t met her and i’m turning seventeen soon. Dad I really thinks it’s about time I have a mom.” “I do think it’s about time you have a mom.” As they pulled up to the parking lot, to Andre’s surprise, Stephanie was also there but she had another man with her. They got off of their bikes and went to Stephanie and her friend.

“Hey honey.” She greeted Urban excitingly with a huge smile on her face. She hugged him and kisses his cheek, leaving a print from her red lipstick. “Hi Hayd.” Andre simply nods curtly to her. “Stephanie.”

She falsely smiles and turns back to Urban. “Have you told him yet?” “About to.” The two whisper to each other with Andre and the other man standing there awkwardly. “Why don’t the three of us go out to dinner tonight?” She suggested out loud. “Oh no can do Steph I promised Hayd we’d hang out all day today.” Urban declined. “That’s fine, I have plenty of work to do. We’ll talk later Urby.” Stephanie turned around and walked to what seemed to be her car followed by her friend who Andre assumed was her assistant. Once they’re in the car, Stephanie lets out an annoyed groan. “Step one, get that annoying and sassy little boy into a far away boarding school.” She started the car and they drove off.

As Urban and Andre are taking the usual path, Urban makes a stop once they reached the top of the path. “Are you excited for our camping trip?” “What camping trip?” “What camping trip?” Urban repeated in offense. “The one we take every summer before you go back to school.” He says. “Oh yeah that camping trip. Yeah i can’t wait!” He lied.

“So uh Hayd, what do you think of Stephanie?” Urban asked him. “As what dad? Your financial adviser? Your friend? Your-“ “No just in general Hayd, what do you think of her? As a person.” Andre did not like where this was going at all. Was he really so smitten over this girl??? “Well, she’s cute, she has nice teeth. Honestly dad Stephanie’s a complete stranger to me. Why do you want my opinion on her anyway?”

“I’ll tell you why Hayd.” Urban turned to Andre. “Hayd, believe it or not.” Andre didn’t let Urban finish his sentence. He refused. So he did the next best thing he could think of. “RACE YOU HOME DAD” he said as he took off on his bike, paddling as fast as he could so he can get home. “HAYD i’m trying to tell you something” Urban called after him but Andre paid no mind. Urban started paddling as well but Andre was already far gone. Once andre got to the yard he threw his bike down and ran into the house.

He was walking back and forth in the living room completely stressed. “This is too much for me to handle! I can’t handle all of this i’m just a kid!” He told himself. He leaned on the back of the seat, taking off his hat to scratch his hair. “You got something you wanna share with the class, big man?” Andre gasped and jumped from shock. He had no idea Jack had been sitting in the exact seat he leaned on. “Jack! you gave me a fright.” He said breathing heavily while he held his chest. Jack frowned and stood up from the chair with his hands on his hips. “I gave you a fright?” He asked all perplexed as he crossed his arms. “I mean you scared me, I didn’t know you were sitting there.” “Are you sure there isn’t anything you wanna talk to me about?” Jack asked him once again.

“Like why you don’t ask about my songs anymore or how your appetite has changed and why you’re using expressions like ‘you gave me a fright’?” Jack asks while circling him intimidatingly. Andre was undoubtedly nervous. “Jack I changed a lot over the summer…that’s all.” He said calmly and surprisingly Jack accepted it. “Okay.” or so Andre thought. “Well if I didn’t know any better i’d say it’s almost like you were…” Jack stopped himself. “Forget it, it’s impossible.” He turned around to walk away. “Almost as if I were who, Jack?” Andre asked him curiously. “Nobody, nobody. Forget I mentioned it.” Jack laughed nervously and turned back around. “Almost as if I were…Andre?” At that moment Jack froze.

He turned around and took a couple steps closer to who he thought was Hayden. “You know about Andre?” He asked him surprisingly. Andre took one deep breath before telling Jack “I AM Andre.” Jack’s eyes had never been so wide. He couldn’t believe it but it all made sense now.

Before he could say anything else, Urban stormed in, startling them. “Hayd, why did you take off like that? I told you I wanted to talk to you about something.” Urban noticed Jack still standing in the same spot he was in when Andre told him the truth. He had a look of admiration in his eyes. Like a father holding their child for the first time. It was almost as if he had tears in his eyes. “Jack why are you staring at him like that?”

Andre begged Jack with his eyes to not say a word. “Like what? I’m not looking at him in a special way. I’m looking at him the same way I have in 16 years.” He swallowed down his tears. “Since the day he came back from the hospital. Seven pounds, eleven ounces and twenty one inches, this is how I look at him.” He said as he teared up uncontrollably at the end. “Can I hug him?” Jack was an emotional wreck. He hugged Andre super tight as he rubbed his back. “He’s so awesome. And so grown up.” Jack sobbed.

Andre hugged him back with a very happy smile. It felt good that he could finally officially meet a family member as himself. Jack accepting him with literal open arms was such a nice, warm, reassuring feeling that he will never forget. Jack finally let go of him and started making his way towards his room. Still facing them he tells Andre “I’m gonna order something special for you to eat. What would you like? Anything? You know what? It doesn’t matter, i’m just gonna order everything I can.” And he was gone.

Urban simply shook his head at his weird best friend. “Come here Hayd” He guided Andre to the sofa nearby. “We have to talk.” Andre took a seat on the sofa and Urban sat on the coffee table directly in-front of him. “Okay, shoot.” “Buddy, I wanna know what you think about making Stephanie part of the family.” “Part of OUR family?” Andre asked skeptically. Urban nodded his head. “Yeah.”

Andre pretended to think for a few seconds and replied. “I think it’s an awesome idea.” “Yeah?” “Inspiring!” “You do?” Andre thought of another word. “Brilliant!” He said, full of enthusiasm. “You do?” Urban asked excitingly. “Totally! I mean it’s a dream come true, i’ve always wanted a big sister.”

Urban’s smile dimmed a bit as he laughed nervously. “Uhm Hayd I think we missed the point.” And Hayden said “No we’re not, we’re going to adopt Stephanie. That is so sweet dad.” Urban shook his head immediately saying “No, i’m not going to adopt her. I would like to marry her.”

“MARRY HER?!” Andre jumped up from his seat. And started pacing angrily. “That’s insane! You can’t marry a woman young enough to be my older sister.”

“No puedes hacerme esto.” “Hayd” “Y mi mamá?!” “Hayd” Urban tried to grasp his attention but Andre was rambling non stop. “Nunca estuviste enamorado de nadie, que ves en ella???” “HAYD” Urban finally got him to stop pacing and calm down. “Was that spanish?” Urban was very confused. Since when did his son speak spanish. “I uhm I learned it at camp. Look i’m sorry. Let’s just discuss this calmly and rationally.” He said as he took a couple deep breaths. “Yeah and in english if you don’t mind.” Was Urban’s reply. “Bud what has gotten into you?” “Nothing, it’s just..dad you can NOT marry her it’ll ruin everything.”

Andre couldn’t take his anger anymore and decided to step outside. Urban sighed out of frustration and got up from where he was sitting. As he turned around he caught Jack staring at him from the kitchen opening. “Don’t look at me, I know nothing.” Jack rushed and walked out of Urban’s sight.

Just as Urban was stepping out into the porch, a bright red mustang pulls in. It’s Stephanie. Urban took a seat and stretching his legs out. “Hey Urby!” “Hey” Urban was obviously tired. “You sound stressed.” Stephanie says while taking a seat on Urban’s lap. “How about a drink?” She suggested. “Can you make mine double?” Stephanie giggled before pulling a bell out of her bag and started ringing it loudly. “Jack~” She yelled simultaneously. She repeated this process three times until Jack finally came outside with an annoyed facial expression. “You rang?” He asked sarcastically.

“Could you pour us a drink please? And make Urby’s double.” Jack looked at her as if she just lost her mind. He turned to Urban to see if they were serious. “Please Jack?” Was all Urban said and Jack rolled his eyes and walked back inside as he shook his head in disbelief.

“I told Hayden.” Urban sighed to Stephanie as she played with his hair. “And how did that go?”

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[evil8keta]

got any general headcanons for each tf2 merc? :D

miscellaneous tf2 mercs headcanons

SCOUT

- transgender asf

- uses terrible pick up lines and invites his dates to fast food restaurants and yet he's wondering why he can't pull any girls

- looks approachable but in reality you really don't wanna deal with this guy, he's a menace. doesnt matter if you're his friend or not, he'll backstab you for money (literally, of course)

- has an energy drink addiction. gets really snappy when he doesnt get his 5 cans of bonk atomic punch a day

- HATES silence, it stresses him out so he likes to put on some music whenever he can. it helps him focus and overall scout just prefers to have some sort of background noise while doing literally anything. the only problem is that he likes his music loud. like, the whole house is shaking kind of loud. the other mercenaries hate him for this, because when they tell him to quiet it down, he instead turns the volume all the way up like the little shit he is❤️ the only way to make scout turn it off is to fight him. it isnt that difficult to beat him up, but it's still annoying to go through all of this yknow

SOLDIER

- developed a hearing difficulty during his time in the war. if you're wondering if his bad hearing is the reason why he yells all the time, then no. he was always yelling like that

- keeps bringing random stray animals to the base. the others told him many times that NO, he can't just bring in wild animals whenever he wants to! medic literally fainted the last time soldier wanted to sneak a possum into the base. not gonna lie tho, it's pretty wholesome watching soldier "train" some random field rodents. they bite him and hiss at him, but soldier sees that as a sign of their resilience and love for fighting so all he does is watch them with a big smile on his face. he even praises them with stuff like "GOOD JOB RECRUITS! I AM SO PROUD!"

- has a very strict sleeping routine and always manages to get a perfect 8 hours of sleep. he doesn't even use an alarm, he just knows when to fall asleep and when to wake up and does so on command. also soldier looks very funny in his sleepwear. he wears a night gown and a big nightcap that covers his eyes

- evil autism

PYRO

- idk what mental illnesses pyro has to but oh boy there's definetely something very wrong with them

- their room is very.....interesting. on one side there's cute plushies and glow in the dark stickers. on the other side there's scorched furniture and -- oh my god are those human bones?!

- theyre like those slashers that take pictures of their victims. pyro hangs these gruesome photos of people dying on the walls of their room, but to them it's just cute selfies with their bffs 😼😼

- they sometimes bring their teammates body parts or organs of the enemies as a gift. kinda like how cats bring their owners dead animals. this is literally pyro's love language

- i have one joke headcanon about pyro and it's that they're not a human. pyro is actually just 20 frogs in a hazmat suit carrying a flamethrower

HEAVY

- literally the most reliable person on the team. he's super nice and friendly and polite and kind and very very caring......ok can you guys tell im biased towards him

- the opposite of scout. heavy looks very intimidating so it's hard to approach him at first but if you start talking to him you soon realize hes very nice to talk to :) awesome dude to just chill and eat sandwiches with

- bookworm!! his room is filled with a bunch of different books, most of them being in russian but he has some foreign ones too. i think heavy is very smart but it's just that his broken english makes him appear kinda dumb. he struggles with processing english sentences and pronunciation. that's why he speaks so simple and slow

- if you ask heavy if he is medic's wife he says yes, if you ask medic if heavy is his wife he says no. its up to you to decide who's lying

DEMOMAN

- talks in his sleep. like a LOT. dude will literally recite to u the periodic table during his 20 minute nap

- even more patriotic than soldier,which is saying a lot. has a bunch of pictures of scotland around his room and probably even wears underwear with the flag of scotland. he's literally like the embodiment of the guy yelling SCOTLAND FOREVER!!!!!

- demo feels insecure about his drinking habit. like usually he doesnt think too much about it, but sometimes he really feels ashamed of himself for being an alcoholic. his mood gets very sour on these days, so to feel better he reaches for another bottle of scrumpy to forget about his worries.....and the cycle continues

- often looses parts of his body due to working with bombs and other explosive stuff. honestly i have no idea what these guys would even do without medic

ENGINEER

- whenever it's his turn to cook for the base he's like "alright boys get ready to get blown away" and then it's just another barbecue. not gonna lie though, his food is delicious. the mercs gave him an apron saying king of the grill

- loves fishing!! and yea he unironically wears those women love me fish fear me shirts whenever he goes fishing. he genuinely thinks it's stylish

- invents random shit for fun. he spends most of his time alone in his workshop so who knows what weird things he's making. most of the time his personal little inventions are practical stuff, maybe something like an automatic beer opener or a toaster that never burns the bread. but he's definetely making something more, something bigger. idk what it is but maybe i dont even want to know

- has a really strange sense of humor. you can tell him the funniest joke ever with the most genius punchline known to mankind and hes gonna look at you with a blank expression, uttering a confused "...wha", but show him a picture of a chicken in shoes and hes gonna burst out laughing. oh engineer you would have loved 21st century humor

MEDIC

- has like 12 mental illnesses. yes he's aware of all of those. and YES he chooses to ignore his symptoms and doesn't take any medication

- he did loose his medical license, but that's because he kept experimenting on his patients. he still does that, except now he's actually allowed to do it (well, not really). but other than that he's still quiet skilled in his field and his abilities are nothing but impressive

- a total drama queen. also he's pretty germaphobic for a guy that digs his hands in someone's guts for a living

- loves his birds so much. he forgot their names, so now he calls them all archimedes. he loves taking care of them and doesnt trust any of the mercs with his birds. but heavy is an exception, heavy can feed them :)

SPY

- gets even LESS bitches than scout does. LITERAL ZERO!! he miraculously pulled scout's ma but ever since then the man had a catastrophically low amount of bitches. maybe it's because of the balaclava he never washes

- horrible, horrible man. he can be responsible and polite but only if it's beneficial for him, other than that he's pretty rude to everyone he meets. he's respectful towards women tho, but that's basic standards

- spy is the inventor of your mom jokes. it's true, he told me himself

- don't tell anyone but spy loves romantic comedies. however he thinks liking romcoms is like the most embarrassing thing ever and really doesn't want anyone to think he's sappy like that, but in reality most of his teammates know he's a hopeless romantic and they really don't care

- is the best cook on the team, but very rarely makes food for the others. he always complains about how everyone else's food is bad and how only his food is digestable, but he never cooks himself. the only way to get him into the kitchen is to do something nice for him in return. smh

SNIPER

- neurodivergent asf

- ok so you know how some introverts dont like to approach others so they just stare at the person they want to talk to until theyre noticed? well yea sniper does that. like sure he could just go and talk to someone directly but why do that when he can just. stare ominously

- bird enjoyer!! brings medic's doves little treats when the doctor isnt looking

- has a VERY quetionable diet. he's like those dudes on youtube that eat moss and bugs and talk about how nutritial it is. sniper is used to staying long periods of time outside, so he's used to any and all challenges the wildlife can offer. he may look scrawny, but he totally wrestled an alligator at some point in his life (and won)

- he's the team's exterminator. if there's a spider in the base sniper puts it in a jar and releases it outside <3

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[wallcrawld]

REPOST & LIST 6 SONGS THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE.

ㅤㅤKEEP THE RAIN by searows ----- i don't know what steps to take / i do the easy ones until it helps / little acts of conversation / i don't think i really like myself / am i comfortable in silence? / or is it eating me alive? / nothing's ever really quiet / when you need distraction to survive

ㅤㅤFUNERAL by phoebe bridgers ----- i'm singin' at a funeral tomorrow / for a kid a year older than me / and I've been talkin' to his dad / it makes me so sad when i think too much about it, i can't breathe / jesus christ, i'm so blue all the time / and that's just how i feel / i have a friend i call when I've bored myself to tears / and we talk until we think we might just kill ourselves / but then we laugh until it disappears

ㅤㅤMARS by sleeping at last ----- we laid our names to rest / along the dotted line / we left our date of birth and our history behind / we were full of life we could barely hold it in / we were amateurs at war, strangers to suffering / we made our families proud but scared at the same time / we promised we'd be safe / another lie from the front lines / our nights have grown so long / now we beg for sound advice / let the brokenness be felt 'til you reach the other side / there is goodness in the heart of every broken man who comes right up to the edge of losing everything he has / now we're young enough to try to build a better life

ㅤㅤPLEASE, PLEASE, LET ME GET WHAT I WANT by the smiths ---good times for a change / see, the luck i've had can make a good man turn bad / so please, please, please / let me, let me, let me / let me get what i want / this time / haven't had a dream in a long time / see, the life i've had / can make a good man bad / so for once in my life / let me get what i want / lord knows, it would be the first time

ㅤㅤBE NICE TO ME by the front bottoms ----- i got boulders on my shoulders / collar bones begin to crack / there is very little left of me and it's never coming back / there are certain things you ask of me / and there are certain things I'll lack / what's it matter anymore ? / if you believe the lies i tell / there's no meaning to the words / but we still sing these songs well / we are running out of time / we are running, we are running / but you're a killer and i'm your best friend / think it's unfair, your situation / i try to write you poems, but the words they don't make sense / the hand tries to grip the pencil, but the fingers are too tense

ㅤㅤFOREST FIRE by brighton ----- when you were young you used to dream about fires / and scream into the night / to find me standing barefoot at your side / i used to whisper it will be alright / and how was i to know i'm not strong / i should have saved you and i hope you know that you're my home / but now i'm lost / now i'm the one left screaming through the night / i'm gonna carry your bones / i'm gonna carry them all / i'm gonna carry you home / i'm gonna bury these bones / i'm gonna write it in stone / that you were my home

BONUS SONG : BLITZKRIEG BOP — THE RAMONES

& 6 QUOTES THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE.

⊹ ❝ i offer to you my bones and my veins. that parts that break and spill ❞ — mary kate teske ⊹ ❝ we leave doors open for people who'll never knock again. stubborn human heart. living, for the maybes and what ifs. hoping, until the day it dies ❞ — mollie adler ⊹ ❝ the worst thing in the world can happen, but the next day the sun will come up. you will eat your toast. and you will drink your tea. ❞ — rhian ellis ⊹ ❝ you remember too much, my mother said to me recently. why hold onto all that ? and i said, where do i put down ? ❞ — anne carson ⊹ ❝ the tragic hero is complete. you can call him unhappy (miserable, utterly broken) even before he is dead. for an instant he is something like divine. and then he dies, because there's nothing left to do. ❞ — michael kinnucan ⊹ ❝ and when i turned to face grief, i saw that it was just love in a heavy coat. ❞ — shannon barry

BONUS QUOTES : ❝ we're not just our failures. as much as they hurt, we learn from them. then we go out there and do our best to make up for them — even though we never will. we save people. we save as many as we can to make up for the ones we couldn't. that's all we do. ❞ — the boy himself ):

and of course,

❝ with great power, comes great responsibility. ❞

tagged by: @spidersiren THANK YOU BELOVED tagging: @gardiennes, @spinxeret, @arachnidiots, @proditeur, @kryptonfuture, @timewound, @magitanna, @gobleir, @loetise, @eideticspider, and you !!

#no peter would not listen to all of these songs or really any of them but that's okay bc they inspire me to write him regardless <3 #he likes his upbeat stuff but unfortunately his life is a tragedy so inspo music for him is always sad for me 😭 #LOVED THIS WOW #THANK U AGAIN DOLLIE I KISS U #🕸️ ･ﾟ* dash games

[aroace-cat-lady]

Being AroAce

Absolutely no one asked for this, but it's pride month and I don't give a fuck. I want some possitibity on the aroace tag for once

Hi, I don't know you and you don't know me. But there is something you have to know about me: I'm asexual, wich means I don't feel the urge of put my mounth on people if they look like pizza. It also mean that I have the best sex jokes around here. I have know about this since I'm 13yo, and I didn't have a crisis about it 'cause I was 13 and at 13 you are wiser that everyone else in the room.

Other thing you should know!! I'm aromantic. Wich means I smell great and that I don't feel romantic attraction. And I'm gonna stop you right there. I know what you are thinking But miss!! How can a person so cool as you don't feel one of the things that make us human!! And let me tell you my friend, that is arophobe. No, I'm not trying to call you out. It's just a fact: you were being arophobe at thinking that a person without love is lest human. I'm not recriminating you. And I'll tell you why: when the idea of being aromantic first came to me, I refused to accept it. 'Cause what would that mean?? Did I was broken?? Was I a monster?? What was wrong with me??

Yeah, I'm not proud about that. I was a victim of one of the seven knights of apocalypsis: amatonormativity. Yeah, quite a word, I know. The amatonormativity is a bitch. And not in the cool way. It is the idea of society that everyone wants a romantic monogamous relationship. It's that voice in your head that make you nervous for being single. It's the way we think people is lying when they say they don't have a crush on anyone. It's the fear of being alone, 'cause what is life if you live it on your own??

Aka, Bullshit™️

You can see it, right?? You know what, it doesn't matter if you can't. I of all people understand how hard is get out of the amatonormativity.

Anyways, another fun fact: I am aroace. Lemme tell ya smth: it's not the same being alloaro at being alloace at being aroace. We all have a lack of attraction but we are not the same. We have different communities, even if we have a few things in common. It's a mess. I love it. (If you think this is very complex, you haven't see anything my friend. Someday i'm gonna talk to you about loveless aro, orientated aroaces, aplatonic fellas and a lot of cool people i've had the honor of meet)

Going back to being aroace: I have no idea were my aromanticism ends and were the asexuality starts. I used to think they go hand and hand for everyone, but it turns out they don't. Diversity wins again.

I've never dated. I've never wanted to have sex. I'm kind of a hopeless romantic and I've read books I pray my mom never finds out. I scream break up songs as if I had my heart on pieces. Non of this things make me more or least aroace. They just make me me.

I used to hate a lot of things (like romance or unnecessary sex scenes on media) because I didn't understand them. So I get if you feel weird with the idea of being aro, ace or aroace. Just don't be a dick about it with people inside the spectrum.

Not gonna lie: being inside the aro and the ace spectrum can be an insolating experience. You start to see things since a different perspective, and start to understand yourself a lot better in ways most people never try to understand themself.

But, being honest, I wouldn't change it even if I could. It's a beutiful part of who I am and who I've been.

I'm aroace and I'm so proud of it. Not because I think I'm above of all the normativity or anything like that. But because it was a formative experience, sometimes painfull and lonely, but full of self acceptance.

Oh, and plot twist: you still can have a significan relationship if you are in these spectrums. A lot of aros and aces are on romantics relationships. And you also can have sex. Action it's not the same than attraction.

And even if you think you wouldn't be able of being on a romantic relationship, don't worry, queer platonic relationships exist!! As long as you want one. Have you seen the there is not heterosexual explanation for this jokes? Well, it turns out those are aroacephobic as well, 'cause there is a heterosexual explanation, and it's called platonic and/or queerplatonic attraction.

Queerplatonic attraction it's kind of a spectrum that englobes intense feelings that aren't exactly romantic.

And, I, being who I am, ended up in a open polyamorous queerplatonic relationship by accident. I love my someones very much and they love me. I'm a really insecure person, but they are one of the few things in my life I feel permanent.

So yeah. I'm aro. I'm ace. I'm aroace. It wasn't easy learn to adore it. Society is ruthless with people like me. Aphobia is everywere. Amatonormativity and allonormativity chase me even in my sleep. I'm not alone, even if sometimes it feels like it.

#im aroace and im gonna make it everyones problem #aroace #aro ace #aroace positivity #aroacespec #aroace pride #aromantic #asexual #aromantic asexual #asexual aromantic

[hieuthong]

Entry 1

Fun week not gonna lie however a lot of money was spent.. I don’t even want to check my bank account :/ This week was the start of a new semester and also my birthday so i went out with some of friends to celebrate hence why i spent so much money </3. I’ll start by talking about how i celebrated my birthday.

On the 20th Saturday (not this week but i figured it’ll be nice to include it as well) I celebrated my birthday early with my family, we ate at this restaurant called “Sold Out” if i’m not mistaken. We ordered a pizza, lasagna and some mutton curry dish to share. We only ordered three dishes since our neither of us have a big appetite. We chatted over dinner and overall had a great time. We then went home and ate the cake they bought for my birthday, the cake was quite big and we were all already very full but my dad didn’t want us to keep it overnight so he forced us to chuck it down… it was a nice cake though

Sunday, 21st, i went out with my childhood friends to celebrate my birthday!! We went to this cafe called Nippori to eat brunch. The food there quite decent but the environment was really nice. We got chased out of the restaurant for taking too long because there was a time limit for how long we could dine. Was it worth it though?? Lowkey yes, took some really cute pictures with them! They also baked one and bought one cake for me, the one they baked HAD MY FACE ON IT? i was genuinely so shock with the cake they baked?? (the cake WAS NOT FULLY COOKED BY THE WAY 😭) We also dropped by One Utama just to visit the photo booth to once again take pictures.. girlhood for real! but i feel like we got scammed?! THE PHOTOBOOTH COSTED RM50 FOR 4 COPIES? Never going back there 💀.

Moving on to the actual week, Monday, 22nd which is my birthday! and unfortunately also the first day of a new semester 😔 Before attending my first class i went to get brunch with some of my friends from foundation to celebrate my birthday then rotted at the registry until 3 for my first class. To be honest, i genuinely thought the first week, lecturers would just brief us on our course and assignments then let us leave since it was like this for the past few semesters but i was wrong haha.. the lecturers stared teaching first week.

Wednesday, 24th i went out with my fellow January baby friends to celebrate our birthday together. We went for lunch and karaoke. The karaoke was so expensive?? they had this thing called public eve?? so they charged us the same price as public holiday </3 My friend also crocheted Miffy for me as my birthday gift, it’s so cute! I named it Tiffany HAHAHA and Oh My God also the rain was so heavy that day, so many trees fell in my neighbourhood like it blocked the whole road?! It was so jam too?!?! my mom called me to take the other road back but i was already mid jam, and when i was almost near my house like literally one turn and i’ll be home THERE WAS A POLICE BLOCK! THEY WANTED US TO U-TURN TO TAKE THE OTHER ROAD BACK 😭 So i was stuck in traffic for another 15 to 20 minutes.

Thursday, 25th was Thaipusam public holiday so i didn’t have any class. I actually made plans on this day to go out with my significant other but my mom TOLD ME TO CANCEL BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO SPRING CLEAN 😭 So i did that.. we threw out so many things, usually i would be hesitant to throw away my old stuff because of how attached i am to it but this time i just threw them away without batting a single eye! (I’m so proud of myself) I also cleared out a lot of old clothes which i was originally going to recycle and donate them but today i found out you can actually sell them to second hand clothing shops. So i’m going to do that instead and only recycle/donate them if they reject the clothes.

Friday, 26th, so remember how i said i had cancel my plans made during thaipusam? so i postponed it to this day. I went out with my significant other after his class ended to grab lunch. We chatted over lunch but it was mostly me yapping the whole time. Honestly i think i yap too much but whatever HAHAHA Ohh and during my semester break i picked up on crocheting so i crocheted him a rose BUT JUST RIGHT BEFORE I WANTED TO GIVE IT TO HIM I BROKE THE STEM </3 so he now he hets a flimsy, wonky looking rose :( Then he gave me my birthday present and let me tell you i am so GRATEFUL for it🙏🏻🙏🏻 because he really did not have to. Originally i had physical class that day but it was changed to online so i had to go back home to attend my class.

Saturday, 27th. My weekends are usually quite boring cause it’s just me going to work. I currently work as a part time admin at a tuition centre. Nothing much happened just my usual work. However after work my parents wanted to go to KL specifically chinatown to look at CNY decos and stuff but most of the stores were already closed cause it was already night. So we ended up just strolling around there.

Sunday, 28th. Nothing much happened to be honest. Me, my sister and my mom did some last minute chinese new year clothes shopping. That was pretty much it