#I think this came out looking unintentionally atmospheric

[bumblingbabooshka]

Terrible Vulcan Teenager

#Tuvok #bea art tag #I think this came out looking unintentionally atmospheric #st voy #star trek voyager #without the meme text of course EHEHEH #star trek #tfw you're the prodigal son :/

[sweet4roma]

HELP ME OUT?

pairing: fratgirl!karina x gn!reader

wc: 0.6k

warnings: smut, alcohol consumption, dubcon, thigh riding, kissing, public sex, not proofread

Frat parties were the devil’s place on earth. No matter who you went there with, what you were wearing or your intentions, everything would turn out somewhat badly.

Today was no exception, as you and your roommate, Minjeong, went to the frat party of the campus. You weren’t big on parties, but due to your friend’s constant pleads, you gave in.

“come on, y/n… it will be soooo fun!!” you were assured.

Yet, you found yourself sitting alone on the coach in the living room, with dancing couples all around you. Minjeong had long gone, but you saw her make out with a guy in a corner. Good for her! But it was not good for you! Anxiety was slowly but surely filling you up, but luckily you had your cup of alcoholic punch calm you down every now and then.

“maybe i should just go home”

As if a higher power had heard you, someone plopped next to you before you could finish your thought. Lazily checking the other person out, you saw it was Yu Karina, your roommate’s close friend. You would later find out she was one of the people hosting the party.

“You having fun?” she asked getting closer to you.

The atmosphere quickly changed. You would usually be intimidated by her beauty and strong aura, but as you felt a little dizzy she seemed.. clueless? You were now more aware of her quirks, such as avoiding eye contact as she was quickly closing the space between the two of you.

“not really. minjeong was sucking faces with some guy so now i’m kinda by myself.”

you were honest with her as you had no idea where this conversation would go. She looked after you with a slight smile that made you want to kiss it off her face.

“i can keep you company” and oh how you wished she did.

Your hand unintentionally went on Karina’s thigh as you two began talking. She was fun to talk to so you kind of regretted the times you purposely avoided her out of embarrassment. With all the jokes, gossip and giggles between you two, everyone else seemed to have disappeared. Her eyes would swift from your own and the hand that was creeping upwards on her thighs.

“so…” you started an idea without thinking about finishing it. luckily, you were interrupted by Karina jumping on your lap and placing her lips on yours.

Your mind went blank as you felt her plump lips on yours. Your instincts guided you to place your hands on her waist and open your mouth, allowing her to slide her tongue right in. Her hands slowly went from your face down to your neck. From there, they made their way to your chest, shily cupping your chest. She continued her groping as you moaned in her mouth, telling her you like it.

“I..I have never done this” she pulled away breathlessly. Yet her expression had no sign of wanting to stop, as she placed your thigh between her own ones, slowly grinding her cunt on it. “fuck.. help me out?” her begging made your face warm up, but who were you to deny such a pretty girl?

Your hands roamed down to her hips, guiding her so she wouldn’t recklessly grind anymore. You could feel her clit hit your flesh, and the twitch of her legs as it did so. Karina let her moans float out of her mouth, before quickly attaching her lips to your neck. She bit and licked everywhere, making sure to leave a mark. Although neither of you were thinking clearly, you both wanted to remember this in the morning.

It wasn’t long before Karina came on your thigh, coating it in a sticky substance. She rode out her high, further smudging her liquid all of over you. “thank you” she smiled as she pecked your lips one more time. ��return the favour?” was the last thing you could say before she pulled you in her room.

#sweet4roma #aespa smut #karina smut #yu jimin #wlw smut #karina x reader #aespa x fem reader

[m-arkmywords]

water fall (interluuube)

pairing: jaemin x gf!reader genre: established relationship, wholesome, smut, lil bit of size-kink? (pls close the gyms before I lose my mind) word count: 1.7k summary: coming home to your boyfriend and kittens after a long, tiring day at work. featuring luna, lucy and luke ofc. :) jaemin is a cat dilf.

Dropping your bags to the floor, you locked the door behind you as you stepped into your home. Small foot steps and meows filled the room, as your kittens ran to you. 

“Hi babies” You coo’d, immediately getting on your knees and petting them. The kittens rubbed their faces on you and purred. Just like that, the tiredness you had been feeling on your way home, disappeared. The muscles in your body relaxed and you were so happy to be home. 

“Where is your dad?” You asked the kittens in baby talk, giving them kisses and pets. 

Scooping them all up in your arms, you got up and made your way to the bedroom. 

“Hi doll, how was your day?” Jaemin looked up and smiled, putting his laptop away to give you his full attention. 

You walked over towards him, dropping the kittens on the bed and sat beside Jaemin. You sighed, falling into his arms. 

“I’m tired” you mumbled into his neck. His scent engulfed your senses as you melted further into his frame. 

“Baby.. come lay.” He pulled you onto the bed and you got comfortable with your head on his lap. 

Jaemin ran his fingers through your hair as you talked about your day. His touch was soft and gentle. He let you rant for what felt like hours. His responses filled with mms and chuckles at the stories. You told him about how loud kids can get during field trips and how much that hurts your head, even though seeing kids happy is what made you get into teaching in the first place. 

“Not everyone can be as well behaved as our babies, you know?” You said, pointing to the kittens playing amongst themselves. 

“You’re right, we are raising them right babe.” Jaemin dropped his head down and gave you a kiss. 

“I think we make good parents, personally” “Isn’t that right kitties?” He wiggled his fingers on the bed, getting the kittens’ attention as they ran to grab his hand and you both giggled.

You twisted your head to look at up at him, unintentionally moving closer to his crotch. “I love you guys, my little family.” 

“And I love you” Jaemin felt his cheeks get hot with embarrassment as he tried to pull his t-shirt further down, covering his now slowly growing semi. 

Your boyfriend looked away trying to distract himself and his fingers in your hair came to a halt. 

“Baby, why’d you stop?” You twisted your head once again, to look up at him and he held your head in place. “It’d be nice if you kept your head still” He said still refusing to meet your eyes.

“Huh?” “Wait- wha?” You burst out laughing as Jaemin tried to hold his laugh in too. He continued to adjust his t-shirt but you caught on to what was going on.

“Really Jaem?! In front of the kids?” You pulled his hand away from his t-shirt to look at his erection and teased him.

Grabbing a cat toy from your night stand, you wiggled it around before throwing out into the living room. Lucy, Luna and Luke ran after it, leaving you both alone in the room. 

“Jaem, look at me..” You whispered to your flustered boyfriend, who couldn’t stop giggling coyly. 

It didn’t take long for his giggles to stop and his breath to hitch when you slowly snaked your hand over his clothed dick. You palmed him as you looked up at him and he held your face, smiling down at you.

You could feel the atmosphere shift in the room when his dick became fully erect and his breathing got heavy from your touch. Jaemin’s face came down once again, as you got up and met his lips half way, hungrily. 

Sitting on your heels, you reached for the hem of his t-shirt and ripped it off him and he returned the favour. Taking your trousers off, you couldn’t wait to get on his lap and straddle him, deepening the kiss. Jaemin’s hands felt big around your waist, as he kneaded your skin. Panting in unison, the heat began to grow between you two and you moaned into his mouth. 

Jaemin’s mouth made its way down to your jawline, then behind your ear, leaving a trail of wet kisses. He gave your ear a gentle bite, which made your hips grind down on his erection. You felt your underwear beginning to soak through when it made contact with his hard, heavy length.

He continued to kiss you along your neck, collar bones until he made his way to your breasts and he pulled down your bra to take a nipple in his mouth. Your hands grabbed his head, affectionately caressing it. 

Jaemin was a lot bigger than you in size, so seeing him like this, under you with your breast in his mouth, made your head spin. Your right hand travelled down to the side of his neck as you held onto him for support, your nails grazed his skin and he groaned into you. 

“Need you..” You whimpered when he brought his fingers began playing with your nipple. He left kisses back up to find your lips once again. His tongue deep inside you mouth, making you ache for him. He began thrusting against your clit to meet your subtle movements on him, both of you swallowing each others moan. 

Jaemin bit your bottom lip as he pulled away. “Then take me.” 

He leaned back into the headboard, admiring you in your aroused state. He smiled. You loved Jaemin’s smile, it could light up any room he walked into. It was your favourite thing about him. His hands rested on your hips, holding you in place as you took him out of his boxers. 

You leaned in to peck his lips again before, you let some spit slowly drop down to his dick and you worked his length. Jaemin maintained the eye contact as his expressions began to switch. His smile faded into his mouth slightly parted and his eyebrows furrowed, at your touch. 

He bit his lip, “just like that doll, keep going.” He whispered, rubbing your hips with his big hands. 

Sounds of his pre cum, mixed with your spit could be heard and it only made you grow wetter. Jaemin lightly traced his hands along your front, until his thumb found its way to your clit where he began rubbing circles. You started to feel impatient. You needed to feel him. You had to have him right now. 

Jaemin moved your ruined panties to the side, as he rubbed your slit with his long finger. He slid his digit inside you which was met with a mmmm sound from you. 

“You ready for me already?” He commented on your wetness with a gasp.

“Come here.” 

Jaemin grabbed your hands, moving them to his broad, muscly shoulders as he pulled you in closer, connecting your lips once again. You felt your heart beat inside your ears from desire, taking over every atom in your body, when you felt him twitch under you. You sighed into his mouth once again before grabbing the base of his dick, you hovered over him. 

Apparent desperation on your face, made Jaemin smile as he pulled your panties to the side once more, staring into your eyes. You both held eye contact as you slowly sunk down on him, making his jaw go slack and his head fall back. You gasped, taking him in, inch by inch, until he filled you up. 

You let out a loud whimper as your head also fell into his neck and you started to move. Stroking him painfully slow, unable to stop your thighs from shaking and moans rolling out of you like  breathing. 

Jaemin slid down further, giving you more control and wrapped his arms around you. Mirroring his actions, you also wrapped your arms around his head as he buried his face into your chest. His tongue found its way to your nipples once again, making you squirm.

“You’re doing so good, doll.. just like that” Jaemin breathed out, digging his nails into your back and scratching all the way down to your waist. He smacked your ass. “Keep going for me…” 

It wasn’t long before you felt your orgasm come crashing as you unraveled on top of Jaemin, leaving him in a daze. He grabbed your jaw and kissed you. 

“Spit.” He opened his mouth under you, and you did as you were asked. “Pretty girl.” Jaemin lightly tapped your cheek with his hand, as you rode out your climax. 

He didn’t know what to do with his hands, as the heat inside him continued to grow and he felt lightheaded. His desire was taking over him and he bucked his hips to go deeper inside you with a loud groan. You swore you were seeing stars as he held you in place and started fucking into you with deep, hard thrusts. Your whole body felt like jelly as you let Jaemin take control and you fell into the crook of his neck. 

You sucked on his neck, interchanging with moans every now and then, as Jaemin continued to pound into you. He felt his own orgasm reaching when his strokes started becoming faster and your tits bounced in his face. He took one in his mouth to muffle his moans as he began twitching inside you, triggering yet another orgasm for you. 

“I.. “ You breathed out. “Gonna cum again” You barely let out a whisper and you both finished at the same time. Fireworks flying around the room would be an understatement as you both panted, heavily and your cries of his name filled the space around you. 

As Jaemin’s body went limp, you lifted up your head from his neck to look at his fucked out eyes and he kissed the bottom of your chin. You began to move slowly, as you over stimulated him. 

Whimpers and incoherent sentences fell from his mouth making his constrict on you tighter. 

“Y/N.. please” He looked up at you like a puppy, begging. 

You giggled before stopping and kissed him all over his face. You both sat there, with him inside you like that for a while. Catching your breath and waiting for your heart rates to be stable again. 

“Hungry?” Jaemin said after a while.

“SO BAD.” You exclaimed, making Jaemin smile at you. 

He smacked your ass hard before gently rubbing and playing with it. “Alright, get up and lemme make you something to eat yeah?” 

He placed one last kiss on your lips.

#jaemin #jaemin fic #jaemin nct #jaemin x reader #jaemin smut #nct dream #nct #something a little different #hope you guys enjoy?? #jaemin brain rot going hard since last night #na jaemin

[itstheghostofmypast]

A Quiet Woo

WooYoung x (f)Reader ft. Choi San

Summary: The five times Choi San had been blessed by the grace of a silenced Wooyoung.

Genre: Fluff (a tinge of angst)

Warnings: None

Networks: @cromernet

A/N: Black-haired Wooyoung got me dead.🫶 remember to show some love by 💗 and reblogs

If there was anyone who could claim to know Wooyoung better than he knew himself, it had to be Choi San. Choi San, his best friend, the sweet little giant who had seen more sides that Wooyoung than perhaps his parents had. Thus, when everyone around the group had been dotting on the second youngest for never shutting up, he watched the scene unfold. All of them sitting together after a long day, drinking together - though this time San had opted out of doing so- waiting for their Uber, so they could go back to their dorm. And what better way of waiting and making use of time than to tease Wooyoung?

"Not once, " Mingi placed down his shot glass, "Sober or drunk does he ever shut up, Wooyoung needs to talk."

"What! no~" He whined, resting his head on Hongjoong's shoulder, "I do not."

"It's like his mouth is an automatic machine." Jongho chuckled, earning an eager nod from Yunho, who was as tipsy as the rest of them.

"Sannie~" the subject of the matter whined, throwing a glare at him as if asking him to back him up. Perhaps he would have, would've narrated the five times his best friend had been left speechless or had chosen silence over words, for just as much as he was his best friend he also happened to be the only witness to the scene, more unintentionally than intentionally. But as much as he wanted to tell everyone, the drunk atmosphere would not have done justice to those heartfelt, innocent moments of Wooyoung's silence. So, smiling to himself he shook his head, eyes turned into little crescents as he mouthed, "Sorry Woo", thinking of the five times Wooyoung had spoken with his heart rather than his mouth;

1) The first time San had noticed Wooyoung go completely silent was when Y/N was introduced to the group. A new staff member, an intern at best, a makeup artist. He noticed how Wooyoung was eying her up and down, the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he gulped when she giggled at the way their manager had introduced her, claiming that she'd be rotated as per her training, so she wouldn't have any favourites. He could see how Wooyoung's brows creased at that statement, and somehow he just knew the younger one had wished to become her favourite. This was the most tamed he had seen his friend, which is why he had assumed when it came down to introductions, he would've been civil, but he was wrong for when it was his turn he shamelessly boasted, "Wooyoung, you can also call me your favourite. "earning a groan from everyone but her.

2) The second time San stumbled upon a silenced Wooyoung was in the middle of the night, after a late-night practice session with Yunho he had decided to head home, only to realise he had left his phone in the make-up room. Mumbling to himself he made his way to the room, hand about to twist the doorknob, only to stop when he heard a whine,

"Wooyoung, please, I said an honest opinion."

He really shouldn't have, but he did anyway, slowly creaking the door open to peek in, smiling to himself as he saw Wooyoung sitting on a leather chair in front of the mirror, the makeup lights casting a graceful glow on his smiling face. In front of him stood Y/N, her hair pushed back with a hair band, frowning at him with a makeup brush in hand. He watched her lean down, closer to his face and from the mirror he looked at Wooyoung's reflection, noticing how he instantly closed his eyes, letting her go about her business, stroking each eyelid with a tint.

"My internship is almost over and so is my probation and if it doesn't work out I can't continue anymore, I don't want to do that, I really like it here and-" she stopped mid-sentence when he grabbed her wrist gently, opening his eyes to look at her with a gentle, assuring smile. The two stared at each for for a solid minute, before she sighed, and nodded. No words were exchanged, but it felt like an entire conversation had taken place, one that starts on a topic as simple as your favourite colour and ends after a reached consensus about the meaning of life. Either way, he let go of her wrist as she placed down the brush, turning back around to pull off the clips out of his hair, fluffing it a bit and moving out of the way, gesturing to his reflection, asking him to critique her work. For a split second, he saw an unfamiliar expression flash across his best friend's face, one resembling the joy of a little boy, until it turned neutral, it was then that he realised that he was now staring at him, a brow quirked in irritants, the corners of his lips turned down.

"What's wrong? Is it bad?" her voice broke their stare off as Wooyoung instantly shook his head and San burst in, not wanting a misunderstanding to seep its way in.

"Hey" he smiled weakly, "I left my phone here" he explained himself, more to Wooyoung than her, who had begun to look for it, with a small I'll help you find it. But Wooyoung's glare didn't falter causing the older one to clear his throat, tipping his head in shame, a small apology before letting out a sweet, "Woah, Y/N were you practicing on Wooyoung?"

"Here it is- huh? Oh yes," she mumbled, turning around with the phone and handing it to him with a small smile as he smiled back gratefully before going over to his friend who seemed most displeased and confused, having not uttered a single word for a while now.

"It's really nice- I like how you made his eyes look soft." He gestured at the eye makeup, Wooyoung's eyes widened for a moment at the compliment, only to soften his gaze and avert it from the menacing, stupid, annoying intruder when he noticed her smile, noting San's effort to fix the situation.

"His eyes make him look like a bastard, it's really nice how you made him look like he isn't one." he chuckled before scurrying out of the room that was booming with her laughter. Wooyoung just rolled his eyes in return, frowning at the door San had made sure to close behind himself.

"How about we try another look, what do you say Woo?" his head snapped up at her, a small smile gracing his lips as he nodded, eyes meeting hers that swirled with a sense of determination that made his heart flutter and forced the words in his throat to clog up, only leaving him to nod up at her like a lost pup.

3) The third time San came across his best friend sitting in silence was initiated by him. It was on a tour, in the late hours of the night, where he was snuggled up against soft pillows, drifting off to wonderland until he was rudely awoken by the spawn of satan.

"What?" he hissed turning from the pillow that he had somewhat drooled over, squinting at the idiot he was to share his room with.

"Y/N's sad." the man whose glasses were at the tip of his nose, almost about to slip off stated as a matter of fact. Earning a groan, Wooyoung huffed and shoved him again, "What do I do? We were texting and she said something about her friends leaving her out of a get-together and she sounded sad" he exhaled in one breath.

San stared at him for two seconds and nodded, "And you want me to do what?"

"Advise obviously."

"Just talk to her."

"About?"

Sighing he sat up and rubbed his face groaning to himself, "No, scratch that, just listen to her, don't speak, just listen."

"Great, I'll call her here."

"Wait, Wooyoung no-"

That's exactly how San heard her talk in hushed whispers almost all night about how she felt left out, with her and the idiot sitting outside on the small balcony, their coffees forgotten and cold. Fortunately, her hushed tone helped him fall asleep and he applauded himself for telling Wooyoung to stay quiet because God forbid if that ass was speaking and voicing out his opinion then the whole district would've been awake. The last thing he remembers is wincing at the screeching of what he presumed was Wooyoung's chair closer to hers, and then he dozed off completely.

The next morning San had woken up to an ecstatic Wooyoung, one who slammed his hands on his shoulders and gleefully cheered, "If I wasn't into someone, I would've smooched ya." before waddling off, leaving him baffled much like the others around him.

4) The fourth time San had been blessed with a silenced or quiet Wooyoung was not when he was in the best of moods. In fact, he was ready to fight Wooyoung, which is why he barged in by slamming the younger one's bedroom door open, "YAH you ass-"

"Shhh!"

Frowning at the rude interruption, he noticed the presence of someone else, pausing to take in the scene before him. Wooyoung sitting on the bed with his legs stretched out, laptop on his blanketed thighs, the low buzz of the film acting as background noise. With his back pressed against the headboard, next to him was none other than Y/N, snuggled into his side, her cheek smushed against his chest, arms wrapped around him, fingers gripping onto the material of his cotton hoodie, as she laid half on top of him. Wooyoung lifted the arm that was wrapped around her waist, pressing his pointer finger to his lips, whispering, "She's asleep, get lost."

Huffing at the scene sat mumbled a "Lock the door next time" and walked out, somewhat glad that he hadn't woken her up and ruined their little moment.

5) The fifth time he had heard or witnessed Wooyoung go completely silent was not the most comfortable moment of his life. In fact, Choi San had to hide inside a cupboard in all his naked glory and pray to God Almighty that no one could hear him outside. This had happened almost two weeks after the fourth time, and since he had been unable to yell at Woo because the sweet giant had forgotten, he had decided to raid Wooyoung's closet, which he had and all he had to do was put on the clothes, knowing no one was at the dorm meant he hadn't locked the door- a major problem, for the moment he heard the door slam open he had hopped into the cupboard and closed it, hoping no one had seen him. He couldn't see anyone but he could hear someone, Y/N and from the way she was yelling at the top of her lungs, he could tell that Wooyoung was very much present there and had somehow managed to f*** up.

"Can you please let me explain!" she yelled, trying to grab onto him but he slipped away into his room not waiting for her at all. He really was in no mood to listen to anyone right now, even her, no- he wanted to yell at her, say some really terrible things to her, not because he meant them but because it would have made him feel a bit better, but then he would end up destroying the efforts he had put in for the past whole year into all this.

Closing the door behind her she watched him flop down on his gaming chair, eying her as he put on his headphones and turned to face the computer. The look he had just given her made her shiver, she didn't want him to find out the way he had, she wanted to sit with him in a quiet little corner, preferably with something sweet so she could tell him in peace and patiently.

She didn't think the manager would tell him before she could, that she was going to Hongjoong's designated make-up artist and stylist, which is why he had walked out of the practice room after the announcement of her permanence as their newest staff member, not even waiting to congratulate her like everyone else. Not even waiting for her to explain herself.

"Wooyoung, please listen to me" Sighing in defeat she moved closer to him, pulling his chair back as the wheels rolled onto the tiled floor, "Please, talk to me, say something, anything I can take it, I swear." gripping onto both arm rests she looked at him with pleading eyes, knowing that even with the headphones on he could hear her since he wasn't listening to anything. What scared her more than his silence was his hard stare, his glare filled with emotions she couldn't decipher and it scared her, made her think of the worst, so she had to get him to say something at least.

Contrary to her wishes, San who could only hear them, wished with his whole heart that his best friend wouldn't open his mouth. Keep his anger contained and his sharp tongue at bay, whatever this was, it would have been best for him to listen to her, rather than react without doing so.

Sitting on her knees in front of him she looked up at him with guilt-ridden eyes, placing a hand on either knee, his eyes widening at the position, only for him to sigh as he realised only someone as innocent-minded and desperate as her wouldn't even consider what kind of thoughts anyone walking in on them would have at the sight of them.

"Please Woo." her shaky voice did not match the way the pads of her fingers dug into his knees, firm and determined, "I- then just listen to me, please? I know this isn't what we discussed but please just hear me out. Take off the headphones, please."

Tilting his head back against the chair he took in a deep breath and closed his eyes, counting till ten, something Yeosang had once told him to do when he was too overstimulated by his own emotions.

"Woo i-" she paused when he exhaled reaching to remove his headpiece and placing his larger hands on hers, his palms warm and sweaty against the back of her hands, a sweet gesture compared to the frown that was accompanied by his glare, gesturing for her to continue.

Clearing her throat she nodded, grateful that he was willing to listen to her, "I know, I told you they were going to assign you to me and I said if I was offered I'd take your name but today, before my final interview session, the makeup artist before me had managed to say stuff about how close you and I were- like she didn't have any real proof and when Hongjoong was asked he refused any allegation but I- look, I told you this is my first ever job, a big step to my dream and your career is still relatively new and even though I cleared the interview, before it Hongjoong had texted me about this and had told me to be careful and," she paused to stand up, his eyes following her every move as she sat down on the edge of his bed, wanting him to turn to her, just to make sure he wad still listening and thank God he was, because as soon as she looked up from her lap she met with his soft gaze, one that made it seem like he almost looked guilty.

"So, when they did finally, officially hire me," she gave him a small bitter-sweet smile, "They asked me who I'd opt for and...I chose the person who chose to protect our relationship." Gripping the hem of her shirt she dipped her head in shame, clenching her eyes shut to avoid any tears, unsure if he would assume she was crying only to gain his pity, "I swear...Woo, I had no other option and I wanted to be the first person to tell you but I- I don't know I- and when you- I mean when they told you guys before I could and you" her entire frame shook in fear as her emotions finally got the best of her, alarming the male, a choked sob finally breaking past her lips in a pathetic cry, "I didn't know what else to do but then I saw you walked out." he reached forward for her hand only for her to raise it to quickly wipe away the tears, "I was so scared- I- I thought you would leave me- but I didn't want to lose my job either I'm sorry I sound so selfish, Im sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so-" her words coming out as a muffled cry when he slammed her against him, wrapping his arms around her, rubbing her back with one hand while the other pressed the back of her head onto his shoulder, letting her soak his hoodie with her tears and broken sobs, trying to calm her down as he placed a soft kiss on the crown of her head, whispering something even San couldn't hear through the cupboard but whatever it was, it was enough for her sobs to die down, turning into small whines.

San stared at Wooyoung argue with Mingi, it had been five years since then, and three since he had officially told the manager about his relationship with Y/N, though she willingly had refused to be moved on as her boyfriend's makeup artist, claiming that Hongjoong just had a better future in fashion and she was going to be his top makeup artist once he made it big- that and Wooyoung would distract her more than allowing her to work.

"Yah! Choi San!"

Luckily, after encounter number five, San had steered clear of Wooyoung's room and tried to avoid any situation that would lead him to be naked in another man's cupboard.

"San?"

"Hm?" jerked out of his thoughts he looked up to see Y/N, smiling down at him, "Your Uber is here, though you don't look very drunk." she gestured to everyone else as he nodded in return, motioning towards Wooyoung, "Please take him with you, I can take the rest in the Uber."

Nodding in return she placed her hand on Wooyoung's shoulder who was resting his forehead against the cool table, only to sit up frowning, wanting to yell at who interrupted his nap time.

"Wanna go home, big boy?" giggling she sat down on the stool, next to his, "Want help standing up?" she asked rubbing his back, raising an eyebrow at the way he was just smiling at her with a flushed face, his bang covering his eyes, only for them to flutter close at the feeling of her fingers ghosting over them to move them out of his face, styling his hair out of pure reflex.

"Aww, you really are too tired, no words at all?" pouting she pinched his nose, earning a giggle from him as he grabbed her wrists and placed her hands on both of his cheeks, using her hands to squish his face, looking at her expectantly.

Choi San who had managed to put everyone in the Uber, returned to grab Yunho's forgotten phone to find the two in yet again a very private moment. Groaning to himself he snatched the phone, startling Y/N who looked up at him, hands still pressed against her lover's warm face.

"You two should really leave me out of this," muttering he stomped away, somewhat irritated and somewhat happy about the thought of knowing he had now seen 6 moments where his best friend was simping and making a fool out of himself in silence.

"What's wrong with him?" she turned back to Wooyoung, squishing his face and laughing at the way he puckered his lips at her, quickly giving him a peck before standing up and pulling him up with her, leading him out of the dining hall, as he followed her like a love-struck puppy.

#cromernet #wooyoung #ateez imagine #ateez fluff #wooyoung x reader #wooyoung x y/n #wooyoung x you #choi san #hongjoong #break the wall #seonghwa #mingi #yunho #jongho #fluff #x reader #x you #wooyoung ateez #wooyoung fluff #wooyoung angst #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez imagines #atiny #woosan #yeosang #song mingi #ateez #i know wooyoung would #drabble

[simplylatte]

" Married to the Undead "

A Corpse Bride x Welcome Home AU created by @sketchquill

Idea: Y/N failed the wedding rehearsal and ran to the nearby forest out of fear and frustration. They rehearse their vows. When they finally get them correct, they unintentionally agree to marry.. a corpse?!

Reminders: Psst, hey! This will contain spoilers for Corpse Bride, it is heavily recommended that you watch the movie before reading here in order to understand the story! Also, keep in mind that this is NOT related to the cannon story of Welcome Home!! I do not know Clown or their friends personally, nor do I have any works associated with them!! This is purely for fun!! None of the characters or ideas belong to me!!

Reader is gender neutral!

In case you're new here, Wally is the groom (or Bride in the movie!)

I'll shut up now, I hope you enjoy!!

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Oh god, what have you done?!

The rehearsal did not go according to plan, not even close. Not only did you screw up the vows on more than one occasion, you set Howdy's mother on fire. On fire!! You were a nervous wreck in there, and you couldn't bring yourself to stay there another second. Without looking back, you ran out of the room, leaving everyone inside behind. You couldn't help it. The way everyone stared at you when you slipped up was adding more and more pressure until you couldn't take it anymore. Their glares was drilled in your mind as you ran tirelessly.

You ran and ran until you came up to the bridge. On top of the bridge, you stared at the frozen water underneath you. You hung your head in defeat, taking out a small flower that Howdy had generously gifted you hours before. It had a nice scent to it, like lavender and honey. You frowned, furrowing your brows as you sighed.

"Oh, Howdy.. I wish I could say them perfectly to you. Instead, I walked in and set your mother on fire."

You stood quiet, taking in the cold chills that filled the air with snow and icicles everywhere. You allowed yourself to slip away in thought for a moment. You couldn't help but think of the wedding tomorrow. You couldn't deny that Howdy was very handsome, but was he really the one for you? Goodness, it's better off if you just ran away and never came back. Maybe that'll fix the issue.

Your thoughts came to a halt when you heard someone call your name from the distance. You perked your head up, glancing over at the city that was far from you.

Oh shoot.

It was Eddie. It was difficult to read his expression from how far you were, but you knew he was worried from how he spoke.

"Y/N? Y/N, where are you?" Eddie shouted for you, hopping for your return as he longed to know if you were okay. Guilt filled your heart as you stepped away. No, not yet. You couldn't bring yourself to return. Feeling much worse, you turned on your heels and walked away into the frozen forest that laid in front of you.

The cold air was bitter, you shivered as the sounds of snow crunching underneath your feet filled the atmosphere. While you were walking, you thought that perhaps, this would be a good time to rehearse. No one to stare, no one to judge. You took a deep breath as you ventured through the forest.

"With this hand, I will lift your cup. What, no!" You face palmed in embarrassment from your mess-up. Lift your sorrows, not cup, you mentally told yourself. This was going to be awhile..

"Your wine will- No. Your cup will never empty."

"..What was that last line again?"

"With this candle, I will.. I will set your mother on fire, ugh. It's no use.."

You groaned in frustration. Is this how you'll do at the wedding? Mess up in front of a large crowd? Mess up in front of your soon-to-be groom? It felt pointless, it was slowly dragging you down as you felt you couldn't get the vows right. You sat down at a nearby rock, head in your hands. Maybe you really weren't ready to marry. The thought shook you to the core. You had no choice, yet you kept messing up.

You reached into your pocket and took out the ring. It was a simple gold, yet it held so much meaning. You looked at the ring in hopes to find the right words, maybe a small reminder should do the trick. You stared at it for a moment as thoughts ran through your mind. You took a deep breath and stood up, raising your right hand as you held your left hand to your heart.

"With this hand, I will lift your sorrows."

You turned to a nearby tree. It had multiple branches sticking out of its sides. With a small smile, you dashed to it and took one branch into your hand.

"Good evening, Mr. Pillar. You're looking fine, if I do say so myself."

You turned your gaze to another tree, one that has been cut and dead. You shuffled your way towards it, patting it a few times on the rough surface if the dead oak.

"My goodness, Mrs. Pillar, you look simply divine!"

There was a decently sized tree bark that stood out to you. You ripped it from it's place, imagining it as a candle.

"Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine."

You took a few paces up front, kneeling down and positioning the broken bark piece to a twig, pretending that it was another candle. You imagined the bark in your hand was lit with a spark.

"With this candle, I will light your way into darkness."

The air seemed to have gotten colder, but you didn't mind it for the moment. There was an oddly shaped branch that stood out from the ground. At least, you thought it was a branch. It looked perfect for the quick practice. You knelt down to the branch, raising the ring above it.

"With this ring, I ask you to be mine."

You place the ring onto one of the sticks. You felt the air go stiff. The crows around you began to fly away in a hurry. You turned around, looking around as you felt accomplished for saying the vows so perfectly. You smiled to yourself. Sure, you'll have to explain your absence, but at least you're prepared for the upcoming wedding.

Your thoughts came to a halt when you heard something snap.. and take your arm!

"AAH!" You screamed. You tried to pull your arm back, but that something was pulling you to the ground. Your entire right arm was in the ground. You could feel your arm get pulled out of its place. You shrieked in pain as you turned and pled away as hard as you could. It had a strong grip, but you eventually managed to break free from the grip. You stumbled back and fell on your back. You quickly shuffled to get up, looking down to.. see an arm on your arm!? You screamed once more, frantically waving your arm for it to let go. Just as you managed to fling the decapitated arm away, you felt the ground rumble.

You begun to back away as another arm reached out of the ground. It was a rising corpse. Oh. Oh god. What have you done?!

The corpse rose from it's grave. From the looks of it, it was dressed up as a groom. The groom stood over you, its veil covering the face. Your heart began to race, your breathing became heavier as the groom lifted his veil, revealing his face. A stitched up corpse that stared at you with a large smile.

"I do.." He whispered.

Oh hell no.

With no second thought, you immediately pulled yourself up and bolted out of there. You ran and ran, trying to get away from the corpse. The moment you turned your head, you saw him following you. He had just stitched his arm back into place. The way he stared at you with a large grin was creeping you out.

As you ran, you slipped and ran in place on the frozen water. You were just about to fall when you grabbed onto a nearby branch and pulled yourself out from the ice. You didn't dare to look back. Despite feeling breathless, you ran as fast as your legs could carry you. The moment you turned your head to look, you slammed yourself against the tree.

You backed away as pain overwhelmed you. Your vision became blurry. You turned around and barely made out the groom that was still approaching you. You couldn't tell if he was walking or running towards you, but you didn't want to stick around to find out. You immediately turned around, accidentally slammed yourself against the tree once more. You groaned in pain, but just managed to get out of there. Upon leaving the forest, you ran through a a dead bush that still had many sharp twigs intact. You didn't think twice about changing routes, so you ran straight through, causing your clothes to get ripped in some places.

The crows flew nearby as you ran up to the bridge, breathing heavily. You paused to take a breather, frantically looking around to see that the undead groom was nowhere to be seen. Thank goodness..

Just as you turned around, he was right in front of you.

You yelped in surprise and backed up, but was blocked by the wall of the bridge. You leaned back, feeling your heart race faster as fear and anxiety overwhelmed you. The groom stood close to you, cupping your face. His hands were ice cold, causing you to shiver. Your eyes met his. His eyes were dilated, you could've sworn you saw hearts. You tried to lean farther back, but the groom held your face in place.

"You may now kiss the groom.." The groom closed his eyes as he slowly leaned in towards you. You wanted to push him away, but you were frozen in shock. You couldn't move. You began to feel dizzy and lightheaded. You couldn't bear to look anymore. You squeezed your eyes shut. In a moment's notice, you felt his lips meet yours. You grew breathless, and before you knew it...

Everything went black.

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I'm going to end up writing the entire AU as a movie, aren't I?

But in all seriousness, thank you all for the support of my last writing. It geniunely means a lot to me. I was not expecting it to get so well received, but I'm happy that you all enjoyed it. Remember to take care of yourselves! <3

#welcome home #welcome home au #wally welcome home #eddie welcome home #howdy welcome home #wally darling x reader #howdy pillar x reader #eddie dear #wally darling #howdy pillar #corpse bride #x reader #corpse puppet au

[cybercl0ne]

Mine. // Stalker Shigaraki x f!reader // Part: 1

Summary: shigaraki has you in his arms and doesn’t plan on letting you go.

TW: 18+, stalking, non-con (rape), knife play, mentions of breeding, size kink

You wake up hazy and not in tune with much of anything. It’s pitch black and the atmosphere feels cold and thin. You frantically tried to remember the events that led you to this predicament but came up short when you blanked.

“Finally, you’re awake. I started to think I gave you to big of a dose.” A voice echos. You move your head in an attempt to identify the scratchy par-asocial voice. When you head the small chuckle the mystery man let out your mind glazed through the horrors that you forgot. You tried to move your arms and legs but quickly found out that they were bound. You mustered up your pride and opened your lips to beg.

“please just let me go. I won’t tell anyone anything. I’m begging you-“ you plead, rambling unknowing what the intention of this man was. Your face felt sweaty with fear as you felt the man’s hand graze your body. His hand tracing your collar bone, slowly traveling down your sly, clothed breast and down to your sleek calves. You shivered unintentionally under his touch, his slim cold fingers still feeling present on your skin.

“I’ve waited so long to have you. 2 years darling…~” the man says, lowering his fingers to uncover the blindfold that was attached to your face. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness you say clearly of the man’s features. His blue and frizzy hair that looked unkempt, his slim appearance with an ounce of lean muscle, defined enough. “W-why are you doing this?” You cry out, looking for sympathy in the situation. But when you say the way his eyes were shielded by hearts and sinister thoughts you knew there was no sympathy to be given.

“To be honest I’m not so sure myself. I saw you one day and knew you were different from everyone else. You had a spark that ignited something in my dim world. I’d only been in your presence for a second but it felt as if I’d known you my entire life.” He rambled, his tent in his pants growing as you squirm to get away from this all to creepy confession. You swear you saw him drool as he confessed, his face locked on yours.

“I know this isn’t ideal but it’s something that we’ll work on together, and maybe soon you’ll even warm up to your new life, then we can start our family. Oh I can’t wait to stuff you full of my cock and breed your cunt.~”

you shiver on the last part, your eyes growing but as you realize your situation. You looked around for any sign of life. You screamed as loud as you could, tugging and fighting against the hard restraints. Shigaraki rushed to close your mouth, wrapping the blindfold over your mouth.

“Darling I know this is a hard adjustment but trust me when I say screaming is not in your favor. If you wanna make it through our first time together without losing your tongue I strongly suggest keeping that voice down.” He warns, flashing his knife to your face. Your wide eyes trace it, mewling and whimpering as it drew closer to your cheek. you tried to protest as best you could, only gurgling nonsense through the gag in your mouth. “I’ve wanted to touch your precious body while you were awake for so long baby.~ I promise we’ll have lots of fun.” He says as he traces your chest with his lips. You whimper under the weird sensation of skin to skin, as you try to wriggle away. For the moment you completely ignore the fact that this man is responsible for all the weird and unexplained events that happen in your life that you always quickly dismissed. You squirmed harder, yelling muffled curses at him as tears fell down your face. “I wouldn’t be so quick to move.” He warns, bringing his knife with his lips as he moves to your supple breast, kneeding your nipple through the cheap thin fabric. You continue to whimper and fuss under the gag, it getting darker as it collects stray spit.

“it’s so lovely to hear you sing whimpers for me~ I want to take your gag off? Can I do that darling? Can I trust you’ll be a good girl and not scream?” You don’t respond as you continue to mewl under his touch, feeling and watching as he closes in on your pussy. Shigaraki unwraps your gag off your mouth, his face leaning into yours as his fingers glide to your wet panties.

you shake your head, closing your eyes in embarrassment, not wanting to see the man’s face as he smirked. “All for me baby? Your all soaked for me? I’m flattered.” He snickered as he took off your clothes, your bottom half coming off first, your upper half growing goosebumps as he shook it off of you. He slipped your homemade gag off in the process.

“p-please don’t I-I’ve never done anything like this before…” you whisper, your face feeling heated as you admit it. If Shigaraki could he would cum right now, the only stopping him is that he was saving it for you. So much of his cum wasted on his hand when it could be inside your body, a piece of him with you no matter where you are. Not that you’ll be going anywhere anytime soon.

“don’t worry we’ll go nice and slow~ at least I’ll try.” He added, whisking his fingers over your unprotected pussy, your slick coating his finger as he pushes it past your barrier. You arch your back instinctively, his long fingers reaching places you wouldn’t have thought they could go.

“I knew you’d like my fingers darling, I’ve seen the way you masterbated. Never being truly fulfilled by rubbing your poor clit. You need someone to satisfy you.” He ranted. Your pussy only grew more wet as he explained while thrusting his fingers in and out of you. “p-please… I-I don’t want it!” You begged, huffing as you pleaded, your body betraying you as a wet spot grew on the bed.

Shigaraki laughed, adding another finger in while thrusting his thumb onto your clit. You screeched, moaning for him to stop. “You know you can’t deny me! It’s what your body wants. You might be spewing no but your body tells me what you really want. What you need.” He monologues, giving your pussy a strong slap. You both listen to how your cunt squirts a small amount. You feel your stomach coiling as his hands speed up, your cunt squeezing around as he hits plush parts of your organs.

“I-I can’t hold it any longer! I-I’m gonna-“ you groan, closing your eyes tightly as you squeeze against his hand feeling yourself lose control. “yes baby, that’s it, cum on my fingers like the happy slut you are.” He says, placing his face close to your cunt to get front row seats to your cum. You rut your hips into his fingers as they ram their way in and out of you. As you arch your back you release, squirting hard over his fingers and face. You stick your tongue out as your mind goes blank. You’d never felt that way in your life, you saw mini sparks flying through your vision as your clit throbbed. Shigaraki happily slurped any parts of you he could catch, cunt hungry as he went into your pussy to suck and prod at your pussy for more of your sacred juices. You moaned, trying to shield them with your hand over your mouth, your cunt hitting his mouth heavily. “It seems like your sweet pussy wants this.” He chuckled under his breath, lapping up the last of your juices. You flinch as he gives your lips a hard smack, your slick bouncing off of your needy cunt as it clenches around nothing. “P-please just let me go… I-I promise I won’t tell anyone if you let me-“ He quickly hushes you by pressing his lips on yours.

“Darling why would you wanna leave now? The fun’s just starting. This is just the beginning of our new life together!~” He rambled, kissing back down your body as he stroked his cock above your pussy, his pre cum dripping down your stomach. You observed his dick, watching as it twitched while you made consistent eye contact. Your eyes grew wide as he leaned his tip into your slit, lining it against you. You felt the small yet tense pressure as he gently pressed it against you. “N-no way! I-it’s not gonna fit!” You shrieked, wriggling around. Shigaraki pressed his hand down on your thigh, gripping you in place. “It’s bigger than it looks. I’ll make it fit baby, don’t worry you just lay down and keep crying tears for me~” he teases, stroking your face with his available hand. You shook your head, groaning at the tight intrusion as Shigaraki starts plowing through your cunt.

You arched your back, feeling your body set on fire as he kept going. Your eyes could shed tears fast enough as shigaraki finally bottomed out, finally inside you. You panted hard as Shigaraki paused for a quick intermission, taking the time and to kiss up and down your face, peppering you in praise. “You’re doing so damn good, taking my cock like a good girl. I told you it would fit baby, don’t you see my cock bulging your stomach, twitching just for you? Isn’t it beautiful?” He questions, staring at you smiling as brightly as possible while you closed your eyes and begged for this all to be some really fucked lucid dream. The searing pain went slightly down, your wincing slowly turning into neediness. Shigaraki took note on your reaction and took it as a sign to continue. “Is my cock hungry whore desperate for more? I guess all that begging was for foreplay.” He adds, coming close to your ear, rutting gently in and out of you, your stomach squeezing at every vein that hits past your walls. Shigaraki bends down to your face, kissing you passionately, also taking the advantage to thrust. You moan into his mouth, tasting yourself on his tongue as he locks his lips with yours. “Does it feel good honey? Do you like your lovers fat cock ramming inside you?” He playfully teases, pulling all the way out before slamming back in with a speedy pace. You cry out, for what you can’t be sure anymore. At first it was about being let go but now your mind was blank and the only thing stopping you from passing out from the rough pace was shigaraki’s soft yet menacing voice, scratching at your ears in the right place. You nod hesitantly, tears blinding you from clearly seeing his face. He grunts, his cock twitching as if he’s about to explode. “I said…” he winded up, pulling out of you and rubbing his tip on your clit, his twitching rose colored tip glazing your bruised hole. “Do you like my cock ramming inside you?” You wriggle to purposely pop his cock where it belongs, only to look desperate. You whine, feeling your close climax winding down, your cunt clenching around nothing. “Say it baby so I can stuff your pretty cunt~” “Say it so you can cum with me…” He glares, waiting for your words to fall from your lips, his red eyes blazing down on you. “Y-yes! Yes I love your big fat cock ramming into my little cunt!” You give in, swallowing your shame for sweet release that awaited you. Shigaraki made no attempts to hide how pleased he was with your lewd confession, slowly yet happily sliding his cock deep in your cunt, easily gliding to your cervix. You arch your back, the tense shock of intimacy driving you mad. Shigaraki loses control, feeling your neediness for him drove him over the edge as he grips your thighs, taking a bite of them as he pounds you crazily. Your tits bounce around so hard you get fearful they might come off. Shigaraki kisses praises into your collarbone, biting and licking it, leaving his mark as he feels himself drawing close. “g-gonna cum…g-gonna cum again!” You scream, clenching onto his shoulders, looking down at your pussy getting demolished by the fuck machine above you. “Shigaraki! D-don’t stop! God so good!” You say, your nerves sensitive as Shigaraki grunts, his eyes filled with desire as he dives for your perked breast, biting the hyper sensitive nipple.

“gonna cum to baby, cum on my cock. Go on, cum for your man!” He shouts, feeling himself drive over the edge. You cum, closing your eyes as they spark. He follows close behind, slamming on last time as deep as he can inside you, unloading his cum. You touch your stomach, tired and fucked out, you feel the warmth that burrows inside you as shigaraki slowly pulls out, his cock still twitching. He lays beside you, wrapping his arm around your naked body, his other hand holding your waist tight. “So fucking good, you’re such a good girl…” he whispers, kissing your hair, falling asleep.

As you come down from your high, your heart goes back to sinking, your pussy inflated with cum that’s still dripping out, and your mind a jumbled mess. You stare into the darkness, deciding that you’d wait a couple of minutes, hell, hours for him to fall asleep before you try and get up and move.

The clock shined bright, 6:00 A.M, the only thing in the room with light. You slowly got up, plucking his hand from your body carefully. Shigaraki rustles, grunting as he tightens for a second. His face growing into a scowl before he transitions back into a peaceful rest. You sigh a short lived breath of relief, not wanting to think about the consequences if he found you doing this. You got up, walking. You didn’t know where you were walking to. You didn’t even know if you were in an apartment anymore, you did know you needed to keep moving. So that’s what you did. “If I can just find anything…” you whispered to yourself, a sad attempt to soothe your fears. You felt like you were walking on pins, taking any wrong step could result in him waking-

“going somewhere?” Shigaraki said blank. His voice was flat and surprising. You jumped and didn’t dare look behind you, knowing whatever face he was making, he wasn’t gonna be any happier to see yours like this. He doesn’t wait for your reply, instead gripping your hair rough and clicking his tongue, disappointed. “Y/n I’m not new to this. I’ve stalked you for a long time now, you don’t think I wouldn’t notice that you weren’t sleeping? I’m almost hurt more by the fact you’d try that on me more than I am about your little “attempt” to leave me.” You kick and scream, shouting every curse in the book but he doesn’t respond, only gripping your hair tighter and dragging you down the hall. “I was just getting a drink! I-I wasn’t leaving! I-I needed to pee really bad I-“ He cuts you off, throwing you in a room. It’s almost as dark as the one you were just in, the only light that sourced you was the natural light of the sun that beamed through a very small window. “When you’re ready to behave and come out with a changed attitude we’ll try again. Until then, I’d recommend getting better at tricking me, don’t worry you’ve got a few days to practice.” He says, closing and locking the door quickly before his quiet footsteps leave you alone.

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[tripleglitchwriting]

I saw that the request is open, so I thought. How about a first contact au with rotb optimus? I've always liked that old bot haha

Hell yeah I rewatched the movie for this. Sorry it took longer for me to actually write this than I anticipated 😅

Some Things Are More Important

CW: Unintentional fearplay, calling a person “it” (also unintentionally)

Ah, the junkyard. A beautiful array of scrap metal glinting under the sun day after day, perfect for welding and crafting. For the longest time the atmosphere of the place put you off, but your drive to create overtook your fear and replaced it with passion.

The day your life changed was no different than any other. You took your time packing your things, preparing to scavenge once again, though the evening sun was already threatening to advance further down the sky. You didn’t need much, it wasn’t a far trip and certainly not a difficult one. You left in good time, pushing down the uneasy feeling you got when you stepped outside the house.

There was a specific piece of metal you were looking for, one you saw a couple days ago but wouldn’t fit in your cart due to how full it had been. It was the perfect size and shape for what you needed, of course you had to leave behind the one thing you needed now, though it couldn’t hurt to pick up some other materials while you were at it. Masterfully navigating your way through the junk was a special talent of yours, one you were quite proud of, so it struck you as odd when a random truck showed up in the middle of the yard.

It was red and blue, one of those trucks that carried huge cargo boxes and were scary to drive next to. It was pretty beat up, though you can’t imagine why someone would leave it here of all places rather than a used car lot or something. Well, you thought, it wasn’t your problem, so you didn’t treat it as such. You simply continued your search. There were so many great pieces of metal, you ended up staying there until dusk, yet you still couldn’t find the one you were looking for.

Now that you think about it, it must’ve been where that truck was now. Maybe somebody moved it, or worse, took it. It would be a huge bummer to lose such a perfect piece to your puzzle, so you figured staying out to look near the truck wouldn’t hurt anybody.

After around ten minutes of picking through trash, you heard a sound. It wasn’t particularly loud, but it was unnerving to say the least. It sounded like metal scraping together so you brushed it off as the wind blowing on some light metal or something. Five minutes later it happened again, this time louder. Not long after it happened again, and by now you were getting pretty freaked out.

Taking metal from the scrapyard wasn’t particularly illegal, after all you’d learned how to do it properly from your law-abiding friends, however it came with a certain set of risks. Getting cut by rusty metal, stepping on a stray nail, or even getting robbed by someone who preys on scrap pickers like yourself. You didn’t want to know what the sound was and you weren’t about to find out, perfect piece be dammed. It was time to cut your losses.

You didn’t take two steps before it happened.

A strange, mechanical, alien sound rattled from behind you. You whipped your head around despite your survival instincts telling you to run immediately. Before your very eyes the red and blue truck started pulling itself part, little pieces forming a much, much larger figure. It looked nearly human really, if not for being impossibly large and also a robot truck.

A gobsmacked look etched itself on your face, not that you noticed it. You were a little preoccupied at the time, with the giant robot reaching a giant robot hand at you. Just then you realized there was a giant robot hand reaching at you, and you screamed louder than any horror movie victim ever could. The hand froze for a second, taken aback by your sudden noise, but when you remained frozen it continued its pursuit.

It was already too late by the time your body agreed to let you move. Incomprehensibly large fingers wrapped around your comparatively small form, gripping you tight enough to stop any struggles you tried to make. The thing held you up to its face, bright blue eyes shining like headlights in your vision. There were plenty of words that came from your mouth at the time, none of which were at any point comprehendible. To your utter shock, the robot seemed to notice this.

“Perhaps I have downloaded the wrong language pack… or I have found the wrong species…” It said to itself in a distinctly human voice.

“Wh- what the- what are- what are you?” Hooray! You got a sentence out. Your heart was not as excited though, as it felt more like it was going to pound out of your chest.

“So you can speak.” The voice boomed, knocking any hope you had of replying out of your throat.

“What?? What???” You rasped out, two words was better than none, you supposed.

“Did I… break you?”

“Did you- no, no you… didn’t. Please don’t.”

“I do not intend to bring you any harm, little one.“

“Then… stop squeezing… me” The grip immediately loosened. You took in a deep breath of air. “Thank you…”

“My sincerest apologies, I did not mean to hurt you.”

“That’s good to know… but, um, what exactly are you? I asked it before but… you know.” The robot nodded with you, a thoughtful motion but a generally unwelcome one because even the smallest moments it made caused you a bout nausea.

“Yes, introductions. My name is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots.” Optimus Prime… a strange name. Though it’s not like your current situation was any more normal.

“…I’m Whyen, nice to meet you. Could you… put me down, by any chance?” Optimus nodded, gently setting you down. He stood up again, but realized how much you had to crane your neck up to see him, so he resolved to a kneel.

“What are you.” However tough he looked on the outside, you would feel the sheer curiosity oozing off his voice.

“Uh, I’m a human.”

“Human… and you’re the dominant species on this planet?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“I see. I was lucky to find a vehicle mode with your language on it.”

“I… don’t really know what that means but ok. So, what are you?”

“I am Cybertronian, from the planet Cybertron.”

“Huh. Another planet.” You kicked by the oncoming existential crisis in hopes of more answers. “Right… so, if you’re from space, why are you here?” His face suddenly shifted from curiosity to a grim look of remembrance.

“There is a war on my planet. Me and my team have ended up here on accident, I’m afraid.”

“Oh… well, I’m sorry about that.”

“Don’t be, I have no intention of staying here longer than we have to, doing so could endanger this entire planet.”

“Wait, what? The- all- the whole planet?”

“Yes,” He responded in a low, distant voice. “Our enemies, unlike us, would not hesitate to destroy any planet if it meant winning the war.” You started at him in shock. In an attempt to avoid further panic, you decided to take a different route on questioning.

“Who’s ‘us’?”

“The Autobots, my friends.”

“So you’re saying… you’re leading your side of the war? Like a general?”

“Yes, to put it simply.”

“Wow… this is… a lot. How are you going to find your friends?”

“I… do not know. I was attempting to contact them before I noticed you.“

“Oh…”

“Do not worry. If the Deceptions attack this planet, we will protect it with our very sparks. A young species such as yourselves do not deserve to be punished for our mistakes.” Your expression softened. As this metal titan spoke to you, in gentle, deep tones, you felt strangely at peace. You felt silly for ever being afraid of him, like you’d known this alien for ages. He didn’t even know you, yet he was willing to risk his life for your home.

“…Thank you.”

“Do not thank me now, young human, I have yet to get your people out of harms way.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Are you going to be okay?” Optimus’s eyes widened for just a second before his face broke into a warm smile.

“…I will be just fine.”

“Well, if it’s my planet at stake… I want to help you.”

“Help me?”

“Yeah. I know more about this planet than you do, so I can show you how things work around here. It’s the least I can do.”

“That is very kind of you, you have my thanks.”

“Well, first I have to get home and sleep- my house isn’t too far from here, and I live alone so you don’t have to worry about anyone else freaking out. Not many people live around here.”

“That is good. I… apologies if I am too bold, is it okay if I carry you back to your home? It would be in our best interest to get to your home as fast as possible.”

“Ah, true. Well, I guess so.” He laid out his hand. It took you a second to climb on a stabilize yourself, nodding when you were ready for him to move. And he did, and you guided him all the way home. You hardly even noticed the junkyard and forgotten scrap metal you’d spent the night collecting.

Some things are more important.

#transformers #transformers g/t #tripleglitchwrites #g/t #transformers first contact #gn human reader #human reader #gn reader #optimus prime #first contact au #tripleglitch request #I pumped this out in one night #I wasn’t expecting to finish this so soon #but i’m not complaining #anyway hope everyone enjoys it! #writing Optimus is a challenge

[sawyerconfort]

fire(and)place | jackie taylor x fem!young shipman!reader

TWO POSTS IN A ROW, I'M GETTING BETTER!

Ok, just want to let you guys know that this is an experimental post, because I really want to start watching Yellowjackets and I decided to write oneshots about it...

So, I'm sorry if there's anything wrong with this story regarding the context of the series, I didn't really watch it and only watched snippets of the episodes to cheer myself up and see if I liked the atmosphere of the series.

Btw, it's a story with a character played by Ella Purnell, I think there's no way to go wrong, right?

Hope you like it!

Enjoy!

Requests open but taking things slow!

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Prompt: After your older sister has a nasty fight with Jackie in the woods, you decide to take matters into your own hands and confront her. It would all go down too well, though, if you didn't have a crush on her.

***

You didn't expect things to get to this point. In fact, you didn't even want things to get to this point. You knew better than anyone else how much Shauna liked Jackie, considered her her best friend, and how close Jackie actually was to you because she was best friends with your older sister.

Which is why, when you woke up to the screams echoing in the cabin that middle of the night, after accidentally falling asleep and snuggling into Natalie's shoulder - she was warm, in your defense - you wondered why Jackie wasn't there, and the way Shauna looking at you as soon as you opened your eyes was completely decisive.

"Why the hell are you yelling this time?", you asked, your voice coming out low and rather sleepy. "Where's Jackie? I thought we'd go hunting when we were all together, didn't we?"

"Not anymore," Misty blurted out unintentionally. "Your sister decided to fight Jackie, and she's outside now, who knows where, in the cold maybe."

Shauna rolled her eyes. "She started it!"

"Shut up you suckers!" you yelled, standing up and brushing a few strands of Natalie's gorgeous blonde hair out of her clothes a little bit before heading for the door. "You shouldn't have done that, you shouldn't!"

"Where are you going, (Y\N)?"

"Do what you didn't do. Apologize to Jackie and save her from dying of hypothermia at least."

You rolled your eyes as you left, slamming the cabin door slamming and leaving the girls exchanging skewed looks. Misty stopped Shauna with her arm and your sister had to watch you go, against her will, outside in the snow, just when she should have been protecting you.

***

It wasn't too hard to find Jackie, knowing at first that even if she was intensely hurt by Shauna or any of the girls, she wouldn't go far. The girl was as scared as you were about navigating the forest alone, so she could be anywhere, just close.

It was practically freezing outside, and you found yourself picking up your pace several times to keep your shoes from sinking into the icy white snow - sometimes it was quite pointless and you practically froze just by dipping your toes a little bit. But it helped you to locate yourself, when the fog gave way to a figure turned on its back, hugging its own legs, with that varsity jacket that you knew so much, and that, dammit, she never took off her body!

It didn't take much for you to know it was Jackie and, relieved to see her, you walked over slowly and sat down where she was, beside her, avoiding eye contact.

"Please don't tell me Shauna asked you to come after me as a consolation prize," she said, rolling her eyes, still hugging her legs. Her voice emitted a little air from her lips, and when you looked up, her mouth was purple.

Quickly, you needed to take action. You dug with your hands until you couldn't dig anymore, but eventually you found some sticks and stones, which were more visible in the middle of the snow. By rubbing the two together, you created a little bit of fire and arranged some lighter pieces of wood to create a fire. Jackie sighed in relief and another little smoke came out of her mouth.

"No, she didn't ask. I came at my own risk," you finally replied, taking a deep breath as well. It was nice to feel something warm as you sat on the icy ground. "May I know what happened between you two? Why did you fall out so quickly? Everything was so good…"

She didn't answer, and you decided to play with the situation.

"It's only when I fall asleep that you decide to let go, right? That's serious, Jackie, it's a lack of a worthy mother figure."

Jackie laughed, and dammit, you loved it when she laughed. You loved when you could make her laugh, when you could see her little eyes close as she turned her head towards you and looked into her eyes like she was looking at a little sister.

That's what you were to her, a little sister. And that was all.

"I don't know why Shauna is mad at me. Sometimes I thought it might be Jeff, but now that I've broken up with him, I…I don't know anymore," Jackie sighed. "I thought you knew, since you're sisters, and she should tell you everything…"

"Uh, one point less for you…", you chuckled nervously, sighing. "Shauna never tells me anything. She pretty much hates me, I think maybe she'd rather I was a Barbie doll instead of a normal flesh and blood person…" you huffed. "Seriously, I had to beg her to let me on your team, really."

"But she was right, (Y\N), you were still too young. It could cause problems in your class, because you're a year below us."

"I'm not a kid anymore, Jackie, I make my own decisions, and I've decided I want to make the team," you replied in an authoritative voice. "No one can change that now, I also wanted to win, I wanted to help you on the team, not just watch from the stands…"

Jackie nodded, smiling and pursing her lips. She looked at you, and again, there was that annoying little "big sister look" thing she always gave you. You pretended you weren't affected by him and tried to ignore it, but it was impossible.

"If I ask nicely, will you go back inside and make up with Shauna?" you asked in a whisper, looking at Jackie again.

"(Y\N), it's no use. Shauna really hates me now, there's no going back."

"But that can't happen! How am I supposed to be if you guys are fighting forever? How am I going to convince my mom to let me go to your party without Shauna around to babysit me?"

Jackie shook her head. "I'm sorry. Really."

"But that couldn't happen! It's so unfair!"

"(Y\N), stop whimpering like a baby!", Jackie complained, turning to you. "It's irritating, okay? It doesn't help at all!", her voice was different, and it was clear that she was very irritated with the situation.

You widened your eyes, an intrusive thought running through your mind as you stared back at her, your voice trailing off. "You find me annoying? Really?"

"No, that's not what… Ah, (Y\N), come on, I'm sorry, okay?", Jackie clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth and looked at you, her voice becoming quiet and calm, like she was talking to a puppy. "That's not what I meant, I swear, it's just…I'm really pissed off right now, and if you keep forcing me to make it up to her, I'll…"

You nodded, holding back tears, but didn't say anything. Then, there was a moment when Jackie surprised you by cupping your chin with her fingers and forcing you to look into her eyes. Gorgeous, huge, but gorgeous, you could easily get lost in the whole pool of charisma that was inside them.

"Come on, give me a smile please, (Y\N)…", she whispered, still holding you by the chin, and you smiled, blushing slightly. "That's it. I love seeing you smile, (Y\N), really. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude to you, but this whole situation is killing me."

"Everyone is nervous, Jackie, it's normal…", you explained, whispering, too lost to focus on one thing. "We should be playing right now, winning medals, lifting trophies, but here we are, stranded on a shitty island."

"Hey, at least we still have people to count on…", she whispered back, smiling. "People we like, that's what matters to me at least," Jackie laid her head gently on his shoulder and looked into the crackling fire. "Like, I like you a lot, (Y\N). I don't know what I would do if we had a fight…"

You were taken aback by the revelation. You were already used to Jackie's surprises and her nonsensical phrases, but this time, it rang true. Too bad you felt more than just a liking, and that you couldn't truly tell her that for fear of losing the friendship.

"Me too… I like you, Jackie…", you whispered. "But…"

"But you really want to dump me now, don't you? Yeah, I know. I figured my lack of affection would hurt someone one day…"

"No!", you said, kind of loudly, startling her too. "No, what I meant is… that I like you. Like hell. But it's not just liking… a friend. You know… I'm…"

She quickly pulled her head away from your shoulder to look at you, laughing in disbelief.

"Are you telling me that… you're in love with me?", Jackie asked, confused, frowning. "I mean, like, you? In love with me?"

"Yeah, I think that's right…", you replied. "I'm sure, actually. I'm in love with you, Jackie, and I've never felt that way about anyone in my entire life.

"Damn, (Y\N), that…that was cute, you know?"

Your smile faded, and Jackie saw it right away. It made her laugh, and when you least expected it, she kissed your cheek, then leaned in a little closer to kiss your lips, and you were taken aback by the feel of icy, frozen lips pressed against yours.

Jackie didn't seem to regret the impulse. She was clearly nervous, but she was shivering too, from the cold, and as you kissed, she touched your face with trembling hands over and over again, sometimes hesitating between your cheek and your shoulders.

Her lips were cold, because of the ice, and they were soft, because they were a girl's lips. The girl you were in love with and had kept that secret for a long, long time.

"Was that your way of saying you like me too?" you asked, afraid that this was more of a threat than a genuine question from someone who was confused when she pulled away from you.

Jackie smiled, nodding and blushing as she kissed you again. This time, the touch lasted a little less, and when she pulled away, her face was hidden in the crook of your neck.

"I don't know why it took me so long to figure this out…" she whispered. "It was literally in my face the entire time. That's why Shauna hates me. Because of you, (Y\N). She's so jealous because you guys are sisters, and because I'm her best friend…"

You smiled. "And that makes you regret liking me?"

"Never, I swear…", Jackie whispered. "I actually love the fact that I like you. It's comforting because I knew I'd never have to say it out loud since the two of us are inseparable…"

You smiled again and it was your turn to hide your face in Jackie's neck. She hugged you with both arms and breathed in your scent, sighing. She was clearly warmed by the touch of you on her body.

"Now, if I ask nicely, will you go back to the cabin?"

"(Y\N)!", Jackie sighed, before kissing you again, only this time, all over your face, laughing every time her lips meet your skin. "God, will you stop being so cute? This way I won't convince you that I'm mad at your sister!"

"It never convinced me, to tell you the truth. You two are failures to disguise that, deep down, deep down, you still like each other. And I'm happy about that, because I know that, no matter what, you'll have to put up with me for the rest of your days!"

The girl smiled. "Yeah, not that I'm complaining, either."

And there you two idiots were, giggling by a poorly made fire for the rest of the night, after an awkward but completely adorable confession.

#lgbt #romance #oneshot #imagine #fluff #yellowjackets #yellowjackets x reader #jackie taylor x reader #ella purnell #ella purnell x reader #i love jackie she's such a babe #and she deserved so much better it's unfair #my computer almost didn't let me finish this one #please send me a new computer please

[oceanlipgloss]

—nsfw + chapter 5 spoilers

Finished Chapter 5 yesterdayyyy

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I. I absolutely love how the devils of Hades deal with MC (Glasyalabolas, I'm looking at you with heart eyes bigger than pies) lol they're not here to coddle her, and that's so damn refreshing. They mean business.

II. it was comical how Barbatos casually sneaked some poison into MC out of nowhere. And since I'm on the subject of Barbatos, he's really cute and flirty he might as well have been thinking of going for a kiss :D and the way it was said again and again how he's warm to the touch and literally makes the atmosphere around him warmer was adorable lol he's so hyper and bubbly a shiny criminal

III. mostly, there's how Glasyalabolas put his hand on MC's head (I want to see his hands. Surely they're nothing short of huge and glorious), ruffled her hair time and again, then threatened to crush her skull. That was deadly hot pun very much intended I imagined his hand covering the entire top of her head, his fingers so long they reached her forehead, and my God...also woohoo what he said rhymes

IV. of course, I didn't forget about Foras. He's such a cutie, like a pushover of a cat, all sweet and cuddly. Also a gentleman who kissed MC's hand.

This, on the other hand...

it was a bit too funny when he told Leviathan in explicit detail all about Minhyeok's adventure time in the bathroom and went on to describe the flavour of the cum while Leviathan was just like 'yeah, k. Whatever. Anything else?' only for Foras to go, 'yup. The human has this really aesthetic dick'

him complimenting Minhyeok's PP? A cherry on top. Icing on the cake. Gave me life even though I'm dead inside. Killed me. It's also hilarious how he chose to say 'dick' like, he has a soft gentlemanly demeanor yet went for such dirty vocabulary. The contrast lol

and I understand why he did this but I insist to ask, why oh why the fuck did he have to taste Minhyeok's nut and think, 'wow, this is really good stuff'

V. Ppyong gets a special highlight, too. He got so scared of the Hades devils (since they're all tall) when they loomed over him that he ended up unintentionally roasting insulting Satan in fear by thinking, 'I miss how short His Majesty Satan is' lmao

And all the while, I was missing Satan so, so much. I really missed his adorable tendencies and his sweet jealousy and his cute possessiveness and his pretty face and just him in general. I love him so much pls

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edit: unrelated, but Ronové finally decided to be nice to me and came home today. RAAAAAA And this is the first thing he said, he's being sweet like that now back to Andre so we can be depressed together

edit 2: I WANT HIM TO SIT ON MY PALM SO I CAN TICKLE HIS HEAD AND PET HIS HAIR AND GENTLY TUG ON HIS TINY LIMBS LIKE A LITTLE PUPPET NOOOOOO HE'S SO CUTEEEEE

#whb #whb glasyalabolas #whb barbatos #whb foras #what in “hell” is bad #what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad diaries

[seashelldom]

— TARDY ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

Volume Four !

pairing: ao'nung x sully omaticaya na'vi fem!reader

genre: fluff, SFW

synopsis: A new side of Ao'nung?

wc: 1.4k

a/n: btw, it's been a while for them. a couple of days at the max.

Me and Ao'nung were soundly asleep for at least 3 hours. He was lying down upwards, his back facing the sand and I was right next to him. With my hand on his broad, cold chest and my leg on his as my face lay on his shoulders. I was half-asleep and could hear waves crashing. Then I heard something but my mind decided to ignore it because I was tired from swimming for hours. My forehead was leaning toward Ao'nung's lean cheeks and I could feel them getting warmer. I decided to ignore it and then my body naturally shifted to get more comfortable as I let out a deep, loud sigh. Sooner or later I was holding Ao'nung close like we were mates. I heard someone playfully snicker. I opened my eyes slightly and I saw Ao'nung smirking. Before I even had time to think I blurted out, "Shut up, go back to sleep." And shut my eyes. Then I could feel Ao'nung's neck and cheeks burn. And I realized what I just said. I quickly took my head off his chest and looked him in the eye. His piercing blue eyes containing eye contact while looking amusingly. Where was the shy, awkward boy before? Guess he's "all that" once I don't make any flirty remarks.

It was silent for a bit and I could feel my own face feeling hot. Then he started laughing revealing his shiny smile and lovable chuckle. I was about to put him in his place, but I physically couldn't say anything. I was too embarrassed. I started unintentionally moping. Which made him laugh even more causing him even to tear up. "OK OK... Laugh it up jeez.", I said while glaring. "Oh gosh, that's cute...", he replied while smiling wiping a little tear from the laughing. I wasn't going to let him have the upper hand, so I pushed him down on the ground. "Napping with you is comfortable, tanhì", he softly spoke. I pinned him down and was going to look him dead in the eye but something came over me. He was acting like we were mates and I liked it? Maybe it was the salty air or him calling me tanhì. Or maybe my stomach grumbling so much. I was about to say something when the others came. "Guys we're going to the village center! ..", exclaimed Tsireya before quieting down and looking at us. I quickly got off him, smiled, and walked past her and everyone. After that, I swiftly peeked back at him seeing his lips curve upward looking at me. I glared back amused at a new face of his personality he's never shown, ( at least not to me ) before turning my body fully back. He winked and then we all went to the village center. Turns out, that today was a celebration and everyone was gathering. When we reached there people were dancing and eating. The children were together playing with all sorts of colorful seashells. Some older men and women brought out food of all colors. I was intrigued, examining each and every spice. It was very different from what we had back home.

Tsireya brought us some meals and handed them out. I was observing the Metkayinas dancing so happily. I guess one thing didn't change between both clans. Dance. I had recognized the dances they were performing so gracefully. Everyone was laughing and smiling, eating and dancing. The atmosphere was so warm. Ao'nung then sat next to me, quietly eating off his own plate. Then I heard a local that was dancing exclaim for the young Na'vi to come out and dance. There were a few mates that stood up and started dancing in unison. To none of our surprise, Tsireya stood up dragging Lo'ak behind her. I chuckled in the face of Lo'ak's embarrassment. It really did look fun and I was a bit rusty but something yearned me to go. Back home I was of course known for all my strength skills and my hunting abilities. But I was also best known for my dancing, I was the best in the village. At least that's what everyone said. The local from before then took my hand and pulled me to my feet. They then exclaimed, "Anybody care to join this young Na'vi?". He looked out into the crowd and his eye caught Ao'nung. "You! Olo'eyktan's son", he blankly stared until the crowd cheered him up. I took his hand and placed it on my hip. He seemed so shocked at first but then with the drums beating and all the other people dancing he gave in. We both swayed to the beat.

The excited suspense of the music gets louder. My sweat dripping off my forehead as we both smiled. Lost in the moment, as the crowd grew louder.

I knew that the song was about to finish because I had listened to it so many times. My legs had gotten so tired because of the lack of practice. But Ao'nung's chuckle kept me through it. He was like a sunset just before eclipse. He looked like he was having fun. With me. I got lost in the beat, then Ao'nung swept me off my feet so quickly I couldn't see him. As I was about to fall he caught me. We were both so close to each other I could smell the scent of ocean salt in his hair. And his briny lips. Just inches away. Then the music stopped. The song was over. There was silence for a second until suddenly everyone shot up and cheered for us all. I had forgotten the excitement of all of this. I missed my home. My friends and "neighbors" as Dad would call them. I snapped back to reality and saw Ao'nung beaming the warmest smile ever. He picked me to my feet and then we both laughed. The crowd then joined the dance circle and everyone started partying more. I and Ao'nung got pushed out of the circle, which was getting really big. "Want to get out of here?", Ao'nung asked. "Yes, please.", I replied finishing off my last chuckles until my stomach hurt. Nobody had ever made me feel this way. It was so surprising Ao'nung did. He then grabbed my hand and dragged me to the shore. We found a stunning spot next to the coral. Which were shining so brightly when I turned around I could see them in Ao'nung's icy cold eyes. "I didn't know you knew Na'vi dancing?", he said. I softly chuckled and then shifted my head back to looking at the water. "Well, that's because I'm Na'vi just like you. Not a freak.", I replied with a nonchalant tone. He looked at me stunned. His face was buried in deep regret and sorrow as if he was sorry. Then he tilted his head facing away from me, ashamed of his past actions. In the moment of actually doing those actions, he knew he was in the wrong. And that he ultimately was wrong for doing them.

"Hey.." "What's wrong?", I asked then muttered in the softest voice I could. He turned around to me, the icy cold eyes I knew had turned into a droopy, dull grey color. "Do you.. hate me?", he asked in a voice so low I almost couldn't hear him. I looked at him with disbelief, of course he had done all those horrible things but I for one believed in second chances. I believed he could change. I glanced into his mesmerizing eyes as he tried to read my face for any anger, disgust, or sorrow. "Ao'nung. Of course, I don't.", I said to him reassuring his every doubt. "I'm glad, thank you Y/N.", he replied with a beam on his blue face which was now turning a bit red. I then pulled him in for a hug and he then pulled me in closer. Holding in the embrace for as long as he could. I let go and smiled back at him. He looked at me enchanted looking at every little feature. Not taking in the beautiful night sky in front of us but me who was in front of him. "You're so beautiful, yawne."

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#✎— 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈'𝐬 posts. #avatar #avatar 2009 #atwow #avatar way of water #avatar fanfiction #avatar x reader #aonung #aonung x reader #fanfic

[anartificialsatellite]

So I can't play a lot of video games because anything 3D where the camera moves around a lot with the player character makes me very motion sick pretty quickly. I used to be able to play these sorts of games, but as I've gotten older it's gotten worse and I haven't been able to for a few years now. (I thought finally getting glasses would fix it and it does kind of help, but not enough.) This sucks because it does mean that I miss out on a lot of games, but it also has forced me to broaden my horizons and try games I might not have found otherwise.

One of the places where this becomes more of a problem for me is the horror/thriller genres - I think there's especially a tendency to rely on 3D first and third person perspective (and especially first person) in games that are meant to be scary or creepy or whathaveyou, because when you limit the player's field of view it's not difficult to make them feel trapped and uneasy, and it lends itself well to jumpscares.

...Which makes it all the more impressive, imo, when a game that doesn't use that still succeeds at building that sort of atmosphere and immersion. So!

Here's three of my favorite scary/spooky/creepy atmospheric games without a 3D first or third person perspective:

The Excavation of Hob's Barrow

This point-and-click adventure game has 2D pixel graphics, an excellent soundtrack, and a fascinating and compelling folk horror mystery at its center. Antiquarian Thomasina Bateman travels to an isolated English town on the moors to pursue research for her book on the barrows of England, and (as one usually does in this genre) discovers something strange and sinister lurking beneath the surface. I finished this game in about 2 sessions, by which I mean I've got 10 hours of playtime on it and the only reason it wasn't one session was because I had to stop and do normal human things. (I found this game because I'm a fan of one of the publisher's other titles, The Shivah, a kind of weird and super short detective style adventure game whose main character is a bitter, depressed rabbi, and I really recommend that one as well.)

Oxenfree

Not really horror, I guess, but definitely a supernatural thriller? We'll go with that. Another adventure game, this time one where your choices affect the story. The main character is Alex, a teenage girl who, along with some friends and some non-friends, is spending the night on an island that was once home to an old military base. Using a radio, you unintentionally open a portal and find yourself facing the supernatural effects of a decades old naval disaster. The art is gorgeous, the music is absolutely tits, and there's some really cool gameplay mechanics, as well. I'm also a sucker for spooky radio shit, so when I came across this game I was all over it.

It's got a sequel, Oxenfree II: LOST SIGNALS, which is a similar style game set on a nearby island some time after the events of the first game, and I also super recommend that one, too.

FAITH

I'll start with a caveat for this one: I've only played Chapter 1, because when I first bought and played it that was the only part that was out. I can't speak for any of the rest of this game, and annoyingly, it looks like you can't buy Chapter 1 by itself anymore.

In this retro-styled game you play as a priest returning to the site of a failed exorcism, so if demonic posession and that kind of Catholic religious horror isn't your bag this game probably won't be either, but even as someone who is not Christian, I super enjoyed it. It features 8-bit graphics that remind me of Atari and some old DOS adventure games I haven't played in almost two decades, as well as some truly creepy rotoscoped pixel art. The sound is just as old school as the art and is used to deeply unsettling effect, and I was continuously impressed by how the dev managed to make such a creepy game in this style.

If you've got any others, please share them with me! I absolutely love this kind of thing and am always happy to add more to my "to play" list.

#video games #horror games #the excavation of hob's barrow #oxenfree #faith the unholy trinity #please share your faves with me if you have them i love scary game and i hate throwing up so this is an ongoing search for me

[minnieves]

thank you for your comments and support. happy reading!

bj ben part one, two, three, five

new to the bj series? see here for the guide.

warnings: filming, implications of sending and receiving nudes

summary: you're missing ben's lives due to the workload that beomgyu is giving for his class.

"ben!" you called out. making beomgyu stop in his tracks. you realised what you called him when he turned to look at you. his eyes dark and his brows furrowed. "i meant beomgyu. i'm so sorry. i was thinking of what to say to you, so my words all came into one."

"oh?" beomgyu said. not believing what you just told him. his heart rate is picking in pace at the idea that you know. anyone else picking up would be no big deal. they're not you. you're standing in the middle of the library with your works in your hand. "i think you're mistaking me for someone else."

"love, i'm sorry," you coughed. holding his arm since he looks like he's going to run from you. he wasn't meeting your eyes and you're going to be late for your next class if you force more. "i'm supposed to say that, here are my report which is supposed to be for next monday. been it early than later."

"are you going to miss class?" he asked as he checks on your report. glancing at you occasionally as he reads through them.

"if you miss me, i'll try not to miss our mondays," you teased him. nudging his arm lightly making beomgyu chuckle at your actions. "even if i do attend, i may need to leave halfway or even earlier."

"why is that?" he asked you. tucking strands of your hair behind your ear. his hand holdings yours, even intertwining them. the other holding your report.

"i'm scheduled for a checkup," you told him. looking around subtly to check if anyone is from your department. you feel like you're in a secret relationship with beomgyu. so secret only one of you knows about it. "don't miss me too much!"

"about the photos," he started. making you turn your head towards him. feeling nervous at the sudden bring up of your mistake three weeks prior.

"do you want more?" you asked, jokingly. trying to lighten up the already heavy atmosphere. you let go of his hand as you pretend to fiddle with your lanyard. "it was a mistake."

"you can't make mistakes like that," he whispered. already having you cornered at one of the bookshelf. you raised your head not wanting to look like a coward in front of him.

"are you suggesting that i intentionally sent it?" you asked.

"it's unlikely of you to make mistakes y/n," he told you. gripping the shelving near your waist. watching your reaction. usually, by now you'd feel bashful. but you don't look like that to beomgyu. making him question your actions more.

"oh love, are you upset that i sent it unintentionally?" you asked him. dragging the last word on your tongue to tease him. you look at him while smirking. wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him towards you. "i thought you said something about it being unprofessional? beomgyu you seemed like you're begging for more."

beomgyu closed his eyes as he tries to regain control of the conversation. removing your hand from his nape. holding them both down using one of his hands. the other is raising your chin further with your report paper.

"you're already a great student y/n," he told you. eyes looking at yours with a hint of something else.

"i'm a stellar student, beomgyu. i don't need to seduce anyone for better grades," you remind him. leaning forward the tips of your nose brushing against each other. "it was a mistake. if you're seduced by that mistake, there's no shame in being honest."

"i'm trying to reprimand you," he told you. parting from you when he noticed other students passing by. straightening his clothes to appeal more composed. he doesn't look like that to you though.

"oh? should i meet you after office hours, love?" you asked him. beomgyu is losing composure and you feel like you're winning your little banter. "are you going to spank me, kind sir?"

"y/n," he called you in a domineering tone. you just look at him. tilting your head to one side as if you're mimicking innocence.

"don't let it get in your head," you told him. gently tapping your foot against the floor. you glanced at him once more. winking when you saw how he looked at you confused. "i was just teasing you. though, you sending back is very much welcome."

you gave him another wink before walking away. hurriedly walking into one of the loo. looking at yourself for a second before hurrying into one of the stalls.

"oh my god," you whispered. sitting down on the closed toilet. one hand on your chest as you feel how fast and loud it was. you lean your head forward as you closed your eyes. trying to calm yourself down. "i must've gone mad."

bj ben's live countdown...

you stared at the screen as you wait for ben to turn the live on. you're playing with your pen in one hand. moving your chemistry reports to one side. you've been busy lately. ben's live and your schedule not matching. so you feel pleased when you have time for today.

three weeks which means six lives. you missed that much. somehow you felt sad that you've missed that much. the uploaded aftermath of the live is not as exciting as the live itself.

"i missed you," you whispered sadly.

"i missed you!" a lively voice erupted from the screen. startling you with loud it was. you look at the screen in shocked. ben was still fixing his camera as he makes himself comfortable. "aww, don't be sad love."

you sat comfortably now that you've seen ben. you felt contented with his appearance on the screen. it's been a while so you knew how normal it would be to miss him.

"you're unfair," he said. making you glance at him as he talks to the camera. you watch how he tilts his head to one side as he read the comments.

"how am i unfair?" you asked. you feel a tad bit upset. maybe he's referring to you missing his lives? maybe he didn't like how you're missing his lives. you can't help but curse at beomgyu for giving you so much workload.

"i have so much from you," he said. eyes glancing at the gifts that he'd receive over the last couple of months. "still, i can't get enough of you."

"what do you want?" you asked. checking your back account if you have any spare money to spend on him. you hear him smack his lips. as if he was thinking on what to say.

"i find myself craving for you," he whispered. eyes darting at your picture on his other monitor. the picture that you sent him unintentionally. making him throw his head back as he comb his hair out of his face. "what spell did you cast on me?"

"what are you talking about?" you asked. grabbing your toys from your drawer as you glance back at him. "okay, then be obsessed with me."

"i miss you. even if we're talking. i still crave your attention," he said. thinking about the times you reject his advances. sighing when he reads the comments about wanting him back. he thought to himself, everyone wants me but you. "am i so hard to like?"

"what are you talking about?" you asked. flabbergasted that someone doesn't like ben. how can anyone not like ben? you thought.

"it's okay, i have you," he said. as if trying to comfort you. that he got it covered. you gently played with your dildo. looking at ben's buldge as you do. "you fill in the gaps that i seek."

"ben, can we please go back to degradation?" you asked. you felt shy that he's complimenting you. sure his theme is ldr boyfriend, but you still feel shy. you couldn't help it, he looks so good but kept on praising you.

"wow. i'm out here professing my feeling for you, but you're craving to be degraded?" he asked. sounding like he's pissed at you for asking for more. you heard his tongue clicked in his mouth. "you're nasty. my dirty little whore."

his eyes glanced on his other screen. his wallpaper is of the group photo that you took during the seminar. not because he likes everyone, but because of you. you're standing beside him. his arm wrapped around your shoulder as you're both smiling widely. can you not like me too y/n? he asked himself.

"i'm almost out of this," he said. showing the perfume to the camera. his other hand undoing his pants. it's the same perfume that you have. "anyone who goes here would think that i'm obsessed with you."

"do you not want that?" you asked. gently sucking on your dildo. swirling your tongue around your toy like it's his cock. you squirted some lube on your clit as you wait for him. your fingers moving in soft circular motions. "i want that."

"i don't want to seem greedy," he whispered. his hand pumping his cock lightly. his thumb and index gently squeezing around his head. giving him more pressure on his sensitive tip.

you're suddenly reminded of beomgyu. remembering your conversation with him earlier. you admit to sending it unintentionally, but he doesn't seem bothered by it. he seemed more annoyed over the fact that you might be sending it to others.

you know that from his wording, he wanted more. he just didn't know how to ask for it. you grabbed your phone as you open your chat with him. it was just a bunch of chemistry related messages.

"this one's nice," you whispered. sending a video of you. wearing a flannel which looks like the ones he usually wear. you're not really showing much. just your thighs, some flesh by your collarbone, and you neck. your face is not even shown.

y/n: sent 1 attacment

y/n: oops

y/n: i'm so sorry love, intentional

you placed your phone down. ignoring the pinging sounds from the other screen. thinking that maybe it was yours and not ben's.

his head turn towards his other screen. clicking on your chats with him. beomgyu moaned when he saw what you sent him. fingers already clicking to download the video just in case you delete it again. he threw his head back as he gently tug on his cock.

"you do know how to apologise," he said. head moving back towards the screen. you squirted some more lube on your dildo. spreading it around for an even tension. "show me how much of a whore you are for me, love."

you slowly inserted the dildo inside you. hissing when you realised that you're not as used to using this dildo. maybe since it's been a while since you used one. touching yourself just by playing with your clit.

"fuck, baby," he moaned. his hand gripping on his cock harder. his other hand softly playing with his balls. he threw his head back as he thinks about you. "oh my god, love."

he's thinking about how you'd touch him. how your fingers would feel against his body. how your mouth would feel wrapped around his cock. the image of you making his eyes roll.

"ben," you moaned. trying to keep up with his movements. you grabbed your phone to turn the speed on. eyes moving towards his cock. "what's on your mind?"

"you, all of you," he whispered. almost sounding like he's pleading. like he's in pain that you're not the one touching him. he reclined more on his seat. imagining all the filthy things he'd do to you. "you know how to fuck with my head."

"of course. you're my boyfriend," you whispered. moving your hips as you meet your hands. the dildo fully stretching you out as you moan. you're thinking about how good ben would feel inside you. his thick cock is probably bigger than your toy. "fuck, want more."

"so greedy," he moaned. his hips bucking on his fist as he runs his thumb across his tip. he's feeling so good. his eyes moving to his other screen. your video playing in a loop. all beomgyu could think about is marking you up. "you're doing so good, love."

bearben: show your stomach (+€50,00)

ben was startled by the sound. tongue darting from his lips when he saw who sent him the tip. it's from his favourite viewer. how could he not do it?

"oh you're so pretty," you moaned. you're expecting a soft stomach. he looks cuddly, so you weren't expecting a toned stomach. your cunt clenching around the toy.

you sat down properly. holding on your desk as you ride on your dildo. ben moaning from the screen. his tip leaking with so much precum. you peeked your tongue out, wanting to taste him in your mouth. the image making you moan.

"can you see how hard you made me?" he said. hand flexing as he fist his cock. his hips occasionally bucking. he comb his hair up. his brows furrowed as his eyes are closed. "watch the effect you have on me."

"fuck," you moaned. hand groping your breast as you move on your dildo. moving back and forth as you comb your hair. you pulled your shirt off. groping on your flesh harder. mimicking the idea of how rough he would be on you.

"come on baby, ride your toy better," he said. his hips bucking on his hand. imagining that you're riding a dildo while you're watching him. are you groping yourself? are sweaty from all these? how fast would you be going? would you be drenching whatever is under you? were some of the questions he have.

he let out a gasp with what he's thinking. there's no way you'd be into this. but he still couldn't help himself. fuck, you'd look so good full of his cock. he thought. moaning as he tried to open his eyes to take a peek at your video.

"fuck, i'd feel you up so good love," he said. making you whine at his comment. your movements more desperate on your dildo. watching ben's cock in his hands. his tip and balls red. like they want to be sucked dry.

"i want that," you moaned. feeling your climax approaching you. you held onto the back of your chair. moving your hips back and forth on your toy. rolling your eyes from pleasure.

"want me to cum inside you?" he asked. groaning at what he said. his head thinking about how you'd look full of his cum. "want me to fill you up?"

"yes! please," you sobbed. knuckles turning white with how your head is spinning. gripping on your chair for dear life. mouth parting as prayers of moan comes out of it. "i want to cum."

"come. go ahead and cum, my love," he said. making you cum. your body shooting forward as your eyes roll backwards. your hand gripping on your table as you move slowly on your dildo.

you watch ben cum. his cum squirting on his thighs and stomach. making you clench around your dildo. he always cums so much. the idea of him cuming inside you is driving you insane.

you went out of the bathroom. getting ready for bed when you decided to check your phone. you have a notification from beomgyu, three hours ago.

choi beomgyu: sent 1 attachement

choi beomgyu: happy with what you did?

your fell on your bed as you watch the video. it was a video of his cock. his cum on his thighs and stomach. his cock still visibly hard. his large hand gently fisting it as if he's riding his high.

you don't need sleep anyway. you click on another post live video of ben. one that you missed because of the very man who turned you once again.

#txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt smut #txt suggestive #txt scenarios #txt imagines #beomgyu smut

[that-one-gay-writer1227]

30 day writing challenge: day one, first encounters

        You scrambled to grab all of your belongings; a collection of books, scrolls, and a few loose-leaf papers. You had to get out of the door soon and on your way otherwise, you'd be in trouble with your boss for your tardiness again. You'd already been late twice this week and honestly, you were surprised at how small a reprimanding you got from Mr. Lei for the last time. Since then, you've been trying your best to keep track of when work starts so you didn't push the limits any more than you already have. 

        Racing out the door, almost tripping on the slightly broken transition strip in the doorway of your ever-so-small apartment. You slammed the door and headed down the dirt path that leads to the main road in liyue harbor. The beautiful city shimmering in the mid-day sun brightly above. You always loved the people living within the beautiful region, the atmosphere intoxicating, although you didn't have the chance to stop and admire the town at the moment. 

       The streets seem to be busy today, of all possible days. You think to yourself thinking about how unlucky today must end up being. Barely gripping all the supplies in your hand you picked up the pace, unintentionally ignoring all the "hey" -s you were getting on your way. 

        You were working on a special project for the company you were employed at. They specialize in designing, producing, and tailoring clothing. Your job is to draw up designs that were commissioned to the artistry team. Although there are no official requirements skill-wise, It's still a difficult feat to be honored with such a position, thus leading you to feel proud of yourself. You'd always tended to doubt your abilities when it came to accomplishing major goals like this, but this was one thing you knew you would feel amazing about. You needed to keep this job otherwise you'd feel like some type of fai- 

'WHACK'

 Falling flat onto something- or more-so someone, dropping everything in your hands surrounding you and scraping your leg and arm in the process.

        "What the hell?" You heard a raspy voice, presumably the person you not-so-gracefully ran into. It took you a moment to realize exactly how you made it to the floor and out of your brain fog. You must've crashed into them while lost in thought. 

        "Oh, my Archons! I'm so- so sorry, I didn't see you there, I am late to work so I was rushing to not be late but I guess I wasn't paying much attention and bumped into.." You look up to meet a pair of beautifully golden eyes. "..you." 

        Those eyes, Something about them was miraculously reading. They felt deep beyond words. A collage of gentle hues but vibrant memories swirling into the crispest, heart-yearning amber you've ever seen. Something about them was intimidating. Strong and guarded, but just beyond that, just below their sheltered surface felt like home. 

        You felt your face heat up in embarrassment the moment you realized that you'd been staring. Oh, how rude you must seem to this stranger, who knows, was maybe busy and you're making them late. 

        You went to grab your belongings fast muttering fast apologies as quickly as your mouth would shoot them out. The stranger took a moment. Eyes trained on your figure. Almost observing in a sense. He placed a gentle hand over yours causing you to look at him once more. 

        "Are you ok?" His voice was monotonous with a subtlety of concern. The way he asked seemed almost as if he didn't normally ask such questions, like a foreign sentence. You gaped for a moment, completely entranced before answering. 

        "Y-yeah. thank you.." You mewled. You felt your face heat up once again due to the shakiness of your response. Although Mr. golden eyes seemed a little confused as to why you kept staring he nodded, the hint of a small smile he swallowed back. 

        He grabbed the rest of your belongings and helped you to your feet, handing them to you. The moment you saw the papers once more, you felt the panic of being so late kicks in once again. Scurrying to position your work features in a way that wouldn't compromise your running.

        "Oh barbatos, I'm still late. I'm so sorry that I ran into you. My boss will kill me! This is my third tardy this week. I have no clue how I'm going to keep my job." Mr. golden eyes looked at you for just a moment more. Scanning over your figure for a moment, gaze finally falling to your newly acquired flesh wounds. 

"You're bleeding." 

        You looked down to see the droplets falling to the dirt and rock path below you. You really were. And it looked pretty deep. Not enough to stop you from walking, but enough to leave a lovely little trail from your kneecap, down your foreleg, onto your socks, and over your shoes to the ground. You were about to tell him that it was ok and that you would patch it up later once you got to the shop, but he'd already knelt on the ground cleaning the blood with a vanilla-colored cloth. 

"What are you doin'-"

        "Cleaning the wound to protect from infection." His answer was quite curt, although not rude. This poor young man seemed to be quite the awkward one, didn't he? It took him just a moment to finish his work, wrapping up with a small hum. Standing up you realized just how close the two of you were. He was ever so slightly taller than you, with jet-black hair that faded into a gentle jade green. Of course, his golden eyes seemed to stand out the most on his face, but he had a strong but slim jaw and gently colored lips. "Where do you work?" 

        The question slipped out of your ears momentarily, but just as quickly as he asked you replied; "Lei tailors and customs shop in liyue harbor." You couldn't stop yourself from answering, Not realizing you just gave the name of your workplace to a complete stranger. For all you know, he could be a creep! Further confirming your suspicions he reached his hand forward and grabbed yours. Red-faced and confused, you were on the verge of asking 'why do you want to know?' but in a grand total of about ten seconds to realize that you were now standing right out the door of the shop. You looked around completely flabbergasted. 

"Who are you?.." You commented in complete awe, unsure of what just happened. 

        "That's rude, you should always introduce yourself before asking questions." He looked almost teasing but behind his stoic face it was difficult to tell. You simply cringed at your own mistake and went to speak. 

"Ahh. You're right, But next time you should warn someone before whooshing them across town." You teased back. "I'm Y/n, may I ask for your name?" 

        "My name is Xiao." He seemed to have a smile under that once again expressionless face. You both stared only a moment longer than you should've before you spoke up for what you thought'd be the last time talking to the strange but mysterious man. 

        "I should probably go clock in so my boss doesn't hang me, but it was a pleasure meeting you Xiao." You blushed, turning away for just a moment. Looking back for a response you notice Mr. golden eyes had completely disappeared. Curious as to where he went you opened the door to the store and stepped in, heart a flutter at whatever the hell the last ten minutes was. 

        Little did you know, Xiao wasn't too far away, standing just out of sight and confused himself, mind racing.

'why was I acting that way? I normally don't talk to humans in idle chit-chat. but she...she seemed different.'

He placed a hand over his heart, unsure of why his heart was pittering so fast. But he knew one thing at that moment...

'I have to meet her again.' 

#xiao #xiao x reader #fluff #i have no idea how to use tags #xiao x reader fluff #genshin impact #genshin boys #genshin

[just-want-fluff]

the artist & the freak

you know the famous "tattoo artist x florist" trope? well, i introduce the "D&D club leader x art club member" trope!

part 2 of cigarette duet series

(masterlist)

eddie munson x gender neutral reader

cw: smoking, weed mention, swearing

“Looking for this?” I got up as my precious lighter was being played with and thrown around in some stranger’s hands. Evidently, I got a bit upset.

“I didn’t know Sherlock Holmes lived in Hawkins.” I replied, my objective being both to be sarcastic, but also getting this sunset coloured fella to introduce himself.

“Well, Holmes doesn’t, but Eddie Munson sure does. Now, who might the owner of this badass lighter be?” he held up his hand, referring to the trippy pattern on my lighter. I liked eccentric colors, what can I say?

“Munson, D&D club, right?” He nods, proudly lifting his layered jacket to reveal their iconic custom club shirts.

“How could I not recognise those damn shirts, I made the design myself” I sigh to myself, not thinking much of it.

“Wait wait wait…” the now familiar voice says. “Now, I know I’m quite unforgettable, but I don’t think that’s why you remembered me. You’re the one from the Art Club who helped me make the shirts, right?” he says, looking up in anticipation.

“Holy shit, we’ve met before! That must’ve been like, what, freshman year?” I said, but really I was just thinking out loud. I started laughing and Eddie’s face relaxed a bit, relieved he associated me with the correct art hoe. “No, yeah, I remember! You fucking offered me weed cause you didn’t have money to pay for a proper commission!”

We now both had smiles plastered on our faces, glad that for even a moment we could stay frozen in the good old memories of ‘83.

“You must be Theo Sunwell then.” Eddie shakes his head to get the hair out of the way as he lifts up the lighter once again.

“You made this one yourself?” I nod in reply. As he talks, he paces around, getting slowly closer to me, but I weirdly feel comfortable. “Fuck me, maybe I should raise some actual money to get a sick lighter from you.”

“Don’t sweat it, the way you paid last time was good with me. Now just give me my damn lighter.” My tone was unintentionally aggressive, and this guy had done nothing wrong, so to soften the atmosphere I added a quiet “Please?”, to which he responded by taking a few steps forward.

I realized that maybe a bit more than 15 minutes had passed—Steve and Robin must be worried sick—but hey, I came here to smoke and I’m not leaving until I do just that, so I took the cigarette I had been holding onto this entire time and finally brought it to my lips again. Eddie and I were now surprisingly close: I was sat down on the chair-stone-looking thing from before while he was standing up, my lighter still in his hands. I looked up at him and held my palm open, waiting to finally be reunited with my artwork.

Instead, he just looked at me, spun the lighter’s wheel as the flame came to life and lit up the tip of my cigarette. I laughed, which was a bad involuntary choice, because I ended up coughing, which made Eddie laugh too. He sat down next to me, lighting one of his own as he finally returned my lighter.

We sat like that for a while, smoking in the middle of fucking nowhere as the sky went from orange to a deep blue. Eddie threw the cigarette butt behind him. I got up and I could feel him looking straight through my soul, confused. I walked over, putting the flame out as I picked out his trash and held on to the remaining part of what I just smoked. He didn’t say anything, but I knew he must be wondering “what the fuck is this crazy person doing picking up cigarette butts”.

I looked back at him, straight into his eyes and finally said “What?”, leaving him with more questions than before. He sat up and stretched his back, arms wide open, picking up that I was going to leave soon, yet unbeknownst to him I was already hurrying through the leaves, knowing I scared Robin and Steve to death by not being back already.

“HEY!” I heard a madman scream behind me to get my attention, so I half-turned my head around.

“Same time and place tomorrow?” I don’t answer, I just smile back. I genuinely couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, and I guess the only way to find out was to show up.

#st4 #stranger things 4 #st4 no spoilers #eddie munson #stranger things fanfic #eddie munson x reader #swearing #cw smoking #gn reader #stranger things imagines #robin buckley #steve harrington #reader insert #friends to lovers #joseph quinn

[findlayccarter]

Grad Thriller – Beginning plans and Meeting with Tom

Had a productive meeting with Tom today and think it helped both of us see the project come to life more. Although a lot of the script is still in progress, talking through the plot cleared a lot of the structure up for me. I’m glad that Tom’s chosen to go down a more sinister route with the film in general as I think this allows more opportunity for creativity. But further, I think if you’re hinting at a character having evil intentions then its best to fully commit. I know now what to focus on in terms of the crucial scenes of the film and we came up with some dark but good ideas for how it could end/how she could uncover his stalking. From the discussion I started typing up some contextualisation notes about the film so I can refer back to them but also just make a starting point for the pitch. 

Before the meeting I booked out equipment to do some camera/lighting tests. Although this was mainly unsuccessful as I ran out of time in the room I booked, it was good to keep up to date with using the URSA and other lighting stuff. Sometimes I feel like I don’t use it for a while and forget how everything works. The only test that’s worth sharing is the low lighting test I did on a Halloween mask that doesn’t look good at all as I brought a reflective mask. It also didn’t help that the only rooms I could get all had white walls, so everything was constantly bouncing. Next time I’m going to see if there's an option to book out the chapel, because unless you’re shooting outside there doesn’t seem to be a better option. 

^^^^

Failed attempt at low key lighting. I think if the mask wasn’t so shiny, you’d see it clearer, I was also in a rush to pack away for a class coming in next, so I didn’t take a picture of the lighting setup – you’ll have to trust me that it would’ve worked. 

Draft Beat Sheet:

Noah Stalking Anna around Edinburgh. Subtly and from a distance.

Anna recognises him as someone from school but is unaware that he is stalking her.

They begin chatting and organise to meetup for drinks in the future. 

Noah goes home and we see the extent of his stalking on top of his anger that he’s made contact with Anna.

They have drinks at a pub.

They go back to his flat.

Anna notices something that reveals to her that Noah has been stalking her. 

Tense atmosphere of her not knowing how to react and Noah realising that she has found out.

Some form of action that ends the film (Violence, death… still to be decided.)

Locations established so far:

Edinburgh streets

Outside Anna’s flat

Inside Noah’s flat

Pub

Outside Noah’s flat/Noah’s flats stairway

Perspective

Noah:

He is a resentful stalker. For most of the film, we are viewing it from his perspective and thoughts. 

His character should be viewed with a tone of anxiety, spitefulness, and hate. He enjoys the power he has over stalking Anna. Knowing she is unaware and having the feeling that he controls her life (which he doesn’t actually) is what he enjoys. So, when he unintentionally becomes noticed by her the game he likes to play is ruined. 

Anna:

We only look through her perspective at certain points, as we want to focus on Noah being the main character and see how we sees his situation.

At this point we see through her perspective when; She notices Noah, she uncovers Noah’s stalking, and the climax at the end of the film.

Tonally, we don’t want to portray her as completely innocent (backstory about their previous relationship is still to be decided). She needs to have an aura of wholesomeness and ordinality, however this is not the side of her that we see from Noah. There needs to be a clear contrast between the way each character see’s each other. 

Stalking around Edinburgh:

Following her from a far distance, but on a long lens. Doing this will create a compressed image, creating a sense of distance from her as a realistic way of how he would stalk her. 

Contrast this with closer shots but on an extremely wide lens. These will be moving, most likely following her. The wide lens will keep the movement smooth and not too shaky but also will create this feeling of distance from Anna. He’s close behind her but at a distance safe enough to be undetected.

I also want to use objects and symmetry in objects to draw the viewers eye towards Anna. As we will first be establishing the character I think its important that Anna is seen as the subject in each frame. Things like foreground elements and leading lines are what I want to use to cut/direct the frame towards Anna's character.

How to show the difference in perspectives the have on each other:

Hard vs softly lit.

High vs low angle.

Dark vs light eyes 

Low vs high aperture

Partially lit vs fully lit (shadowy face vs complete lit) (Racoon eyes)

Foreground element cutting part of the frame. 

Camera movement

#bafilm4

[hibiscus-candy]

@cryosphe​ Man.. good questions.. (i hope you don’t mind me answering in a seperate post)

- What got you into wordgirl/the fandom?

It was actually very gradual, someone I follow on twitter posted wordgirl fanart a few times. Then a few months followed where I didn’t think about it. Saw a few clips on youtube. Once again forgot about it. More clips, more fanart, and soon enough i was just bored with myself and decided to watch a few random episodes. (it was like being hit by a truck with nostaliga) Instantly in love. I knew right then I was being thrown into the thick of it. Speaking of the episodes, I watched them totally out of order lol.

- I notice that whenever it comes to drawing Steven/DTB you give him features that are typically attributed to those who are older. Any reasons as to why specifically? I mean I love it, but I’m just so intrigued…

To be totally honest with you... its a mix of just really having an appreciation for old people, and also a bit of an inspiration from how my father looked. My Dad started greying in High school (and so did I) and it always drew more attention to his fine lines, overall older appearance... also its just fun adding crows feet and all. But also! I Hc him in his early to mid 40s, he olde...

- When first drawing him (DTB) for the first time, did you experiment a little with the design? If so, what did you change/add? How is it different compared to the way you draw him now?

Idk dude I just started drawing, whatever comes out is what comes out. I still wasn’t posting back when i started drawing him so it was truly an unfiltered, unpolished time. I do mostly screenshot redraws when im figuring out a character. You’ve seen most of it before but heres the full first ever page:

Right before posting that grilled cheese comic, I was playing around with the idea of him recovering (obviously), and came to the conclusion that his experience with Squeaky should have aged him noticeably. So I added crows feet, and salt and pepper hair (even though you can’t really tell in the comic) And at the end of it, I was like, you know what, I really like the crows feet. So i decided to keep them. And at first I gave him crazy hair, then tried out a neater style, then i kinda forget about it untill I flipped back through randomly and thought to myself:

- I want more lore on his family 👹👹👹

OH MY GOD HIS FAMILY. I absolutely cannot create deep lore for the life of me 🙇 But heres what i’ve been thinking

-Amelia is the oldest and Stephanie the youngest. 

-Amelia has a few kids of her own and is PERFECTLY balancing a job on top of it. 

-Amelia is trying her best with Steven and is absolutely FILLED with guilt over how she unintentionally treats him.

-Stephanie is the closest with Steven

-Steven moved away from home to pursue higher education.

-Steven’s family love him very much, even now.

-Mami- the taller- rightmost mother, is indigenous. She was based off how my grandmother would always be described as ‘A tall, Indian woman’ by my cousins. However, thats about it. She doesn’t look like my grandma, and mine was far too mysterious to base a character off of anyways.

- Nah, but I’m curious about the family that you gave him. What’s the thought process behind that? Is there a reason for the two mothers or did you just do it cuz you wanted to?

Oh! So originally I thought a lot about him being from a picture perfect nuclear family (angst!) And it was cool and all. But one day I thought to base it off of some of the dynamics in MY extended family. And boy did it click! I come from a very women-dominated extended fam. With even a few all-women families in the mix. Its a very sweet and comfortable atmosphere, and when thinking of my brother and the men in this women-dominated family, I think it fits just right.

Once again there are a few all-women families in my circle. One of those is, yes, two old lesbians with some kids. I want it to be a little representation of the fact that there have always been queer families, even before legal recognition. And of the elder queers who thrived in their lives.

- WHAT HAPPENED TO STEVEN AND AMELIA’S RELATIONSHIP⁉️⁉️⁉️ 😭😭😭 Was it always this bad?

Oh man of course not! They got along as kids! Amelia is his older sister and wants whats best for him but she cannot wrap her head around what hes going through. She is very neurotypical, and Steven is very neurodivergent, and almost all of their friction comes from a lack of mutual understanding.

- Why can’t you draw Huggy❓❓❓ 👿👿👿

Animal drawing brain don’t work

- DTB is a dilf 👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽

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#thank you so much #I was fully expecting you to just send me an ask demanding i go on a ramble about one of my comics #wordgirl #wordgirl oc #wordgirl ocs #asks #<--- i think #rambles by yeya