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[arminsumi]

Can we please please please have more of bad boy Geto?? Sfw or nsfw as per your wishh

🔞 MDNI/18+

★ BAD BOY!

★ Pt. 1

★ Pairings : Geto Suguru / fem!reader

★ Synopsis : your boyfriend is a bad boy that your parents disapprove of 😈🏍️🖤

★ Warnings : 🔞 MDNI/18+, smut, cunnilingus, creampies, condoms/taking off condoms (consensual), riding his motorcycle 🥵, names (princess/baby/sl*t), some cervix rubbing/big d*ck Geto, toys (G-spot vibe), bl*wjob, degradation, corruption kink, daddy kink, breeding kink, mentions of being drunk (fluffy), +++

★ Note : i wrote this in public and felt super giggly abt it lol

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who rumbles down your street on his bike, gloved hands resting on the handles, and stares at your house. He waits and quickly sees you trotting out the front door like a princess escaping her castle. He gives you a French kiss before saying "Hey princess. Hop on."

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who has watched you ride his motorcycle — no no, not in the way you think. Panties soaked. Clit squished on the seat. Rutting back and forth. "That's a good little princess. Cum on it like it's my thigh."

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who takes you to get your first body piercing. He leads you by the hand and his face is alight with a devilish grin. "I can't wait to buy you pretty piercings, baby. You're gonna look so good strutting around town wearing my diamonds."

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who asks after suckling on your puffy clit for a whole hour; "Baby, I think you like me too much. You know I'm a bad influence, right?"

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who lets you sit on his lap whenever you have to treat one of his black eyes. "Hey, you know what would make me feel better, baby? If you rode my lap like you ride on my bike 😇"

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who makes it very apparent that he has a tongue piercing by rolling it over your clit and through your slit over and over. He laps up your juices after making you cum, and seductively wipes the streak of your slick off his cheek with his thumb.

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who loves it when your secret kinks slip past your lips. "Did you just call me daddy?" he asks and you immediately blabber apologies, but he just silences you with a rough kiss, "I can be your daddy, baby. You just lay back and take it like a good girl, okay?"

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who grins like a devil when corrupting you with new kinks, and enjoys turning your innocent kinks into something nastier.

"You're taking me so well." he praises you in a soft voice while his cockhead rubs into your cervix, "Can't believe your pussy can take so much cock. Such a greedy little cunt..." he puts his full weight on you when he nears orgasm, trapping you with his sweaty, muscular body. "Fuck, your slutty little hole is gonna milk me dry. You ready? Yeah I'm gonna give you my babies. Can't believe you wanna get pregnant. You just need a big cock stretching you out 'n that makes you happy, yeah? Aw, cockdrunk fuckin' slut... yeah I know you like it when I call you a slut, too. Nasty little slut. Take my cock, baby. Just take it."

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who is also a tattoo artist and gives you your first tattoo. You have to hide it from your parents, and something about this fact makes Suguru smirk. He's put his mark on their precious girl — their daughter.

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who gets off on the fact he's the bad boy corrupting someone's innocent daughter.

"Baby, you know I'm no good." he hums against your ear in an irresistible voice. "You shouldn't be sneaking around with me." he drops his voice lower and nibbles your ear, "You're being a bad girl."

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who, when drunk with you, proclaims his love for you over and over and over.

"Fuck, babyyy I love you so much. Come here 'n gimme another kiss." and then he smothers you with kisses until you're making out on his parked motorcycle in the empty parking lot at night. "God, whenever I kiss you I feel like marrying you so bad..."

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who treats you like you're a goddess. Wiping your tears when you cry about anything, murmuring "Please don't cry, princess." and also using this line on you when you cry from pleasure about how big his cock is, or when your eyes water when deepthroating him for the first time.

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who, even after being kicked out of your house many times by your dad, still climbs in through your window to fuck you in your bed.

He fills condom after condom but then he checks his wallet and oops — he ran out of condoms. "I wanna take you raw, Sugu, please!" you paw at his abdomen and wiggle your pussy back down on his sensitive cock. He hisses through his teeth, "Fuck, okay... anythin' for my princess..." and plunges his big cock into you raw.

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who has been shoved out of the front door by the collar of his biker's jacket by your disapproving parents. He makes a joke of it, putting his hands up as if he's being arrested and laughing naughtily.

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who promises; "I'll come back for ya, princess." and he does. He whisks you away. You give him dolly eyes and beg to run away with him.

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who stuffs a hot pink G-spot vibrator in your pussy before letting you straddle his motorcycle.

He smirks while riding, knowing that you're feeling the rumbling vibrations on your pussy as well as the buzzing of the toy stuffed inside you. Oh and he just loves seeing you struggle to dismount the seat once you're parked. "Bad girl, you made the seat all wet with your pussy." he scolds playfully.

— ★ Bad boy Geto Suguru who always unzips his pants tantalizingly slowly.

His heavy cock smacks against your cheek as soon as it's freed, it's always accidentally-on-purpose. "Sorry, princess, did that hurt?" he asks sarcastically while rubbing his tip across your glossy lips. "Spit on it." he commands, and you happily spit on his cock. "That's a good girl — kitten lick it. Yeah, just like that." he groans and tenses his abs. "Now open wide."

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Important Message From Spirit🦋

The Piles:

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The collective is in this very emotional energy. It’s like feeling so imaginative, passionate, in love (even if you don’t have a lover), & so sad and lonely at the same time. We’ve been feeling everything so deeply and our intuition is extremely heightened during this time. We’re very sensitive to energies and other peoples feelings, even our own feelings. This reading is timeless so whenever you come across this, it’ll be meant for you.

♡Pile One♡:

Based off the picture you chose I feel like you might’ve found love in the city, out of town (or they were out of town), you could be from a city or the other way around, but overall there’s this energy of looking for spiritual love. You want a deep connection that connects you to deeper parts of yourself. For some of you it could be that maybe you are finding love within yourself and learning to live in your truth. I see you expressing yourself authentically and being open and honest about how you feel and what you’re thinking. I also see some of you having a conversation with someone who will be expressing how they truly feel for you.

Channeled Song: We Found Love -Rihanna ft. Calvin Harris ( when she says “we found love in a hopeless place”) Hey There Lonely Girl -Eddie Holman (when he says “hey there lonely girl, lonely girl, don’t you know this lonely boy loves you”.) , Confidence -Ocean Alley (when he says “It’s all about confidence, babyyy”.)

I’m seeing you in this soft, nurturing energy. You’re loving yourself more, taking care of those around you, for some of you taking care of your kid(s), family, & the things you cherish most. You’re feeling really appreciative or you will be. I also see that someone has really nice eyes. Could be blue, light brown, or greenish hazel. Spirit is saying that you’ve been really patient, dedicated, & efficient. You’re putting in efficient effort into your priorities, goals, & connections. For some of you I’m hearing you’re focusing on nature or connecting with animals, taking care of animals/pets. Take that how it resonates. You’re reaping some type of reward for your hard work and discipline and it’s related to a relationship or important connection in your life. I’m hearing you’ve healed something that was hurting you and you’ve learned to love yourself and the things around you more deeply. You’ve connected to your roots and strengthened your faith and in doing this, you’ve removed illusions and feelings of confusion because you’re more grounded within your energy. You were feeling stuck in a temporary situation and it could’ve been in a connection for some of you. It was causing anxiety, stress, fear, & imbalance in your life. It definitely took up a lot of your thoughts and I’m seeing a change happening where you’re taking back your power and gaining control over your mind. Now isn’t the time for you to do anything impulsive or risky. Like diving into some kind of situation that you know isn’t good for you, that will resonate for some of you. It’s like someone left you out in the cold, kicked you while you were down, wasn’t there for you when you needed them most and everytime you’re thriving, looking good, healthy etc. they want to come back in and try to trick you into focusing on them or what you could’ve had with them. Don’t let this person in your energy for those that resonate with this. For my feminines I feel like you’re finally tapping back into your loving, compassionate, and nurturing energy. You’ve manifested communication with someone that you share a deep connection with and I’m sensing you really trust this person or you will. It can be a friend, lover, family, whatever. There’s distance between you and I feel like you’ve both been alone for some time. You’ve spent time in solitude, self reflecting, and so has this person. Trust your intuition and how you feel. I feel like this is a connection that is meant to heal you and it will bring you so much joy and happiness. it is the type of connection that will heal your inner child and bring back out your creativity. I feel like whenever you met or got closer to each other you both were in a period of your life where there was a lack of faith and hope. It’s like where hard times meet and end for the both of you. Not necessarily end, but they get so much easier to deal with when you’re with this person or have each other in your lives. Both of you could’ve grew up in families, or in an urban city/ place that was of low income. This connection is divinely guided. For those of you where this is a romantic situation, I see them hiding how they truly feel about you behind this cold demeanor because they’re still learning how they feel so they can better understand it. However, they are very honest and blunt with you. I feel like they could be a little distant at times or when you communicate with them it’s very quick and doesn’t necessarily last for that long. The conversations are short between you. They’re very patient and kind towards you. I feel like they really value this connection with you. Romantically speaking, they want to take their time with you and I see them wanting a very long-term commitment with you. For others there is some type of investment that you and this person are working towards together and it will be successful spirit is saying. Things might feel stagnant like they are moving slow or not exactly going at the pace that you want but I feel like this is the pace that you need.

This person feels a little bit stuck right now because they are gaining clarity about how they feel and trying to figure out a way to offer you something. it’s like they’re trying to figure out a way to communicate with you that they want a relationship with you, and they want to be able to invest in a future with you but they need a little bit of time to come forward, but they will. For others I feel like there are some type of ideas or plans that are being made and this person involved needs time to be able to think about what they wanna do and how they wanna go about these plans. Romantically they don’t wanna lose you. They are already sad as it is because I feel like they know that you’re holding back a deeper part of yourself, and they want to see and experience that deeper part of you. They want you to express your love for them and they want you to be nurturing and I’m seeing that they think that you are their person and they are hiding how they feel because of fear. They’re also letting go of bad habits and their pride. What’s next for you guys in romantic situations, I see this person coming in fast and they’re ready to tell you how they feel because I feel like they can’t see life without you in it you make them so happy and having you in their life feels like a blessing. It might not be today. It might not be tomorrow but it’s coming really really soon. For those of you in other situations that aren’t romantic I see this person getting really inspired by something and that specific idea or feeling that they have, they’re going to tell you about it and it’s going to be something that is really smart and it will make the both of you very happy. For those of you who have kids and it’s not with this person, I see you getting in a relationship with them and they’re being very loving and supportive with you and your child or children. They want to take care of you.

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♡Pile Two♡:

Based off the picture you chose I feel like you’ve been very emotional and tapping into a deep part of yourself. You could be spending time alone, meditating, & learning more about who you are and what you believe in. Spirit is helping you learn to be more honest with yourself and others about how you feel and developing healthy ways of expressing it. Life could be flowing easily and I’m getting this energy of peace and serenity.

Channeled Song: No Air - Jordin Sparks ft. Chris Brown (the part where she says “if I should die before I wake, it’s cause you took my breath away. Losing you is like living in a world with no air.”)

There’s a connection in your life that you’ve been really patient about and I feel like things haven’t progressed the way you wanted. I’m hearing you put so much energy into it, but this person involved hasn’t shown up and offered you anything. You’ve put your focus and intention on loving yourself and those you cherish. You’re also focused on your responsibilities. 1111 can be significant. Communication, understanding, and honesty has been so hard with this person because when you try to talk to them it’s like they come off so cold and turn everything into a disagreement. They give you the cold shoulder and try to undermine you. I’m seeing that they always make it seem like things are harder for them and don’t consider your feelings, what you’re thinking, or even what you’re saying. It’s like talking to them is a losing game. However you’ve been independent, determined, confident, loving, & nurturing. You haven’t let this situation affect you. Or at least you aren’t anymore. You’re standing your ground. I’m seeing you manifesting clarity & you’re learning a very important lesson here. This person hurt you and has no intention of showing up the way you need them to. This could be a past person for a lot of you. They were blocking your blessings because you’ve held on and waited for them meanwhile they didn’t acknowledge it. You felt stuck and didn’t want to free yourself because you loved them. However it caused a lot of anxiety, confusion, indecision, & fear for you. It imbalanced your spiritual and emotional side. For a lot of you it’s that there’s a past person you’re holding onto that must be let go of in order for your blessing to be revealed. There are illusions and deceit in your life. Maybe it’s you just deceiving yourself because you know this person isn’t good for you. You’re self sabotaging yourself by allowing someone who’s only holding you back stick around. You don’t need this person, you want them. They don’t benefit you. You were drowning in emotion trying to save this person and just simply love them, but I’m hearing it’s time to let go. If you love something let it go, if it comes back to you then it’s for you, but if it doesn’t then you’ll know. Sometimes people will come back just for unhealthy reasons tho but when I say come back I mean come back and show up. Im hearing you take no chances of missing out. You’ll love someone for as long as you possibly can. You’ve been tossed to the side, left behind, lied to, and pushed away, but you still love endlessly. It’s time for that chapter of your life to end. You’re stepping into a new phase of your life and all that being breadcrumbed, confused, misled, lied to, and manipulated is in the past. You’re setting boundaries and you no longer tolerate it. I’m seeing you have the upper hand in a situation and you’re abundant. With energy, resources, whatever it is you may be abundant in you are able to share this with people who need it. I’m hearing you’re generous with your time and energy and you don’t mind spending quality time with those who need a light in their life. There is multiple energies around you. Multiple people who want your attention. I’m seeing you have your eyes set on what you want and you know exactly what that is. You want a deep connection with someone you can trust and commit to. I’m hearing you’ve checked out. You’ve put your emotions aside and now you’re giving off more of this intellectual energy. More aware, understanding, honest, smart, strategic, & blunt. You have very good discernment. Especially when it comes to other people’s energies and what is good for you and what isn’t. Trust what you know. Right now I’m having a hard time getting your messages out and I feel like spirit is saying the focus is you. You are the main highlight right now and you’re stepping into this divine feminine energy. If you don’t have feminine energy you’re stepping into a more intuitive, empathetic, nurturing energy. You are a healer whether you know it or not but you attract people who need you and your energy.

Just be careful not to let others drain you. Whatever blessings are coming for you spirit isn’t revealing too much. You’re diving deep into self reflection and spiritual awareness and I’m seeing you aren’t focused on love or relationships. Those come when you aren’t expecting it. Right now spirit is teaching you important lessons.

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♡Pile Three♡:

Based off the picture you chose I’m getting this energy of you feeling a bit melancholic and nostalgic in a bittersweet way. You’re spending time alone and focusing on tapping in with yourself because you’ve been feeling detached and disconnected from your feelings, maybe even your surroundings.

Channeled Song: Lose Control -Teddy Swims (specifically heard the part when he says “problematic, problem is I want your body like a fiend, like a bad habit. Bad habits hard to break when I’m with you. Yeah I know I can do it on my own, but I want that real full moon black magic, and it takes two.”)

I’m seeing that there are outside factors disrupting your life. It’s like situations that happen may feel like nothing ever goes your way. You’re holding back so much love and emotion and in this energy of hiding your love, hiding how you feel, being closed off emotionally, & feeling like you’re having a hard time letting go of emotions from your past. Maybe you’re having a hard time letting go of the way someone has made you feel. It’s like the feeling of rejection is weighing on you and maybe because of that hurt you’re isolating yourself and feeling lonely. You’re keeping yourself from being able to open up emotionally in connections. You know how you feel and why it is you feel the way you do but you’re still holding onto that hurt due to fear and anxiety. There is someone that God has for you and I’m seeing they will help you see through the illusions of your own emotions. Maybe even your pride is in the way. However this person is very emotionally intelligent and understanding they can just come off as very private at times. They know when to speak and they’re both logical and Intuitive when it comes to expressing themselves. They can be very passionate and flirty at times and sometimes be very rash about what they say or do. There’s a feeling either you’re feeling like you aren’t being appreciated enough or they are but I feel like spirit is telling you to step it up. Don’t hold back. Be open and free spirited. Allow yourself to feel and enjoy the feeling of love. Maybe you overthink too much at times and don’t allow yourself to feel. Some of you take your person for granted by not being emotionally there and making sure their needs are being met too. You’re very guarded about letting them in because of your boundaries. Spirit wants you to do what brings you joy. Don’t keep the sun out of your life because you’ve been hurt. I’m also hearing that no matter how other people act or what they say, never stop being you. You can come off with this very rigid and vain energy at times and I’m hearing it’s your ego. Listen to your intuitive side and give the love you want to give. Don’t listen to your fear. You are holding yourself back from receiving the love spirit wants you to receive. You’re hurting yourself because you won’t open up about how you feel to someone. I feel like you avoid conflicts and have a fear that you opening up about how you feel will start an argument. Know that hiding how you feel and refusing to communicate will only make things worse for you. It’s okay to feel passionate and excited. It’s okay to want someone and it’s okay to express how you feel to that person. I also feel like you don’t open up when you’re sad and you try to hide everything. Not everyone can read your mind. If you feel really overwhelmed take some time for yourself and then open up when you feel ready. Try to balance yourself out so your love life can be balanced as well. The more you’re in harmony with yourself and in tune with your emotions the more your love life improves. You miss opportunities when you refuse to make a choice and stay in a period of inaction. If you know what you want then act on it instead of letting the world make decisions for you. You will feel so much better when you allow yourself to do what you feel guided to do. Treat your partner with lovingly and morally. I feel like you want marriage and there is someone you deeply love in your life. This connection has the potential to lead to marriage. All you have to do is be honest. Even if this relationship doesn’t work out with the person you have in your life right now, you being honest and open will help you evolve and learn new lessons you need in order to move forward. I am seeing a positive result coming from your honesty though. Be sure that you know what you want before you act on it and plan your approach before taking action. All you need is confidence, courage, and drive. I feel like you’re picky about your lovers and so is this person. You both need independence and your own alone time.

Spirit is saying to be patient when it comes to this person. You both feel the same about each other honestly. I feel like if you say I love you to each other it’s genuine. If you haven’t said it yet you both love each other unconditionally. You’re ready to move forward and come towards your person. You might be scared because financially maybe you don’t feel stable and that creates insecurity within you but know that it’s okay. You don’t have to feel insecure about it with this person. Or with anyone for that matter. You may not be where you want to be financially but you don’t have to let that stop you. They think you are very intelligent and it’s a turn on for them. They are so attracted to the way you think and I feel like they admire the way you see life. They feel like you are their person and the relationship with you is very strong. It’s best to treat each other with gentleness and empathy because this relationship is very passionate so sometimes if not treated the right way anger or frustration can be an issue. You both want the traditional structured relationship and I’m seeing very high potential for this to happen. Be positive and do what you feel guided to do!! Pile one might resonate with some of you.

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♡Pile Four♡:

Based off the picture you chose I feel like you’re gaining clarity on a situation you didn’t see clearly before. Spirit is showing you the truth about something you’ve been feeling and it might be a truth that hurts, but it also lifts a weight that was holding you back or stagnant. It doesn’t have to be a truth that hurts though, that’s only for some!

Channeled Song: Counting Stars -OneRepublic (it’s crazy to me because in this song he says “in my face is flashing signs, seek it out and ye shall find.” And obviously lightning flashes)

You’re feeling a bit sad and disappointed because of a situation that happened in the recent past. I feel like you’re focused on the hurt rather than the positive side of things. Spirit is saying there are opportunities that are for you right now but you aren’t seeing them because you’re focused on negative feelings. However there is a wish fulfillment or something happening for you that will inspire you and give you hope. It’s like a divine revelation. You must get out of your own way. There are negative thoughts and fears circling your mind and this leads to self sabotage and constant hopelessness. There is abundance, love, happiness, and so much more waiting for you but you must let go of your worries. It’s easier said than done but when you tell yourself there is better you will eventually start to believe it. I see a romantic connection in store for a lot of you. For others I feel like a truth about a connection in your life has been revealed and it’s made you sad but it was for your own good. Things haven’t progressed the way you want them to but it’s because you aren’t focused on watering whatever it is you want to grow. I feel like some of you got clarity about how you feel towards someone and because you’re focused on how disappointed you are from other situations you’re not focused on this person. However they are abundant, nurturing, empathetic, intuitive, supportive, and understanding. They have love for you and I feel like they will understand how you feel if you open up to them. For others you’re not watering yourself enough. You aren’t loving yourself or realizing how much of an inspiring, kind, intelligent, divine being you are. Spirit wants you to devote more time and energy to yourself. I feel like communication with someone is happening very soon and there will be clarity and understanding in this conversation. Things will be balancing themselves out pretty quickly but there is a need for honesty. Take that however it resonates. I feel like some of you feel pessimistic about love and moving forward in life but spirit wants you to open up and enjoy the beauty of it. There are better times ahead and I feel like you are going to be receiving some type of good karma for all the hard work you’ve done in the past. You’ve been through so much and God is blessing you with something that will bring you so much peace. Just try to open yourself up to it and let go of the unnecessary burdens you’ve been carrying. Whatever hardships you’ve been facing I see you overcoming them and coming out stronger, more confident, & resilient. I also see you letting go of bad habits and making commitments to a very important job, person, or investment in your life. There will be plenty of opportunities coming your way.

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Matchmaking Harringtons 7

Steve's extended family started coming into town about two days before the fourth of July. Steve and his parents played host and while Steve answered questions about his current significant other, he kept Eddie far away from the house for now. He hadn't told anyone about his newfound orientation or the fact that he was currently dating a man.

That could wait until they actually met Eddie and got to know him for real. For now, though, Steve entertained some of his younger cousins by taking them out to the arcade and some ice cream.

But soon enough, the Fourth arrived and the Harrington house was abuzz with activity. People were cooking inside and out and the younger ones were just waiting for it to heat up enough to jump in the pool. The official start time that Eddie was given was 11:30 so that was when he came. Right on the dot.

He knocked on the door and Steve answered, only to find his not-boyfriend once again.

"What're you wearing?", Steve asked, coming outside and shutting the door behind him so that they were both standing on the porch.

"I know what you're gonna say", Eddie started. He'd known since he looked himself in the mirror. He wear wearing a flannel shirt and blue jeans with no rips in them. His hair was pulled back in a ponytail and to Steve's disappointment there were zero rings on his fingers.

Steve crossed his arms. "If you know, then why would you do this?"

"Just toning it down just a bit. I do want your family to like me."

"Aren't you always going on about forced conformity. And how we can't keep following societal norms when they can be so harmful?"

Eddie's eyes got big. "Babyyy", he grabbed Steve by the hips and pulled him in close to kiss his pout. "You are listening when I go on my rants."

"You're kinda hard to ignore, Eds. Now please tell me you have a change of clothes."

"I do. Help me change so we can be quick?"

Steve was normally helping Eddie undress in a hurry, not the other way around, but it wouldn't take long for someone to realize he was missing and see Eddie's van in the driveway and make the connection. So he went with him to the back of said van and helped him into something that was more 'Eddie' than what he currently had on.

Of course, hands wandered just a bit, they couldn't help it. But both were pretty focused on the actual task at hand.

Suddenly the doors to the back of the van opened and there was a 10 year old boy, catching Steve in the act of zipping (up!) Eddie's black, ripped jeans.

"Be cool, Bobby", Steve said.

"Mom!"

Not the best first impression to make with such impressionable eyes. But Steve ushered his cousin back inside, Eddie right behind them and the whole family right there as they came in through the front door.

"Hey, everyone", Steve greeted. "This is Eddie. My um-", he paused to clear his throat, feeling like he needed a drink. "He's my boyfriend. Eddie, this is everyone."

It felt like the longest silence of his life. And having so many eyes on him had never made Steve feel so vulnerable before.

"Oh", one of his aunts said. "Well your parents never told us-when you said you were dating someone we assumed-I-Diane?"

"Eddie's been very good to our Steve", Diane said. "So no one scare him off."

Eddie's new outfit had jeans with more personality, and a shirt with a band Steve knew about two songs from, neither that he'd play in front of this current crowd. His hair hung wild down his shoulders and his rings were back where they belonged. He was purely himself and if these people weren't into that, well, Steve had the full support of his parents at least. He just hoped the rest of his family would understand.

Diane was putting some pies in the oven for later when her sister approached.

"So you're fine with not having any grandchildren?"

"Steve and Eddie could adopt." Of course, she was mostly talking out of her ass. Gay marriage wasn't legal (yet) so gay adoption probably wasn't on the table. But she and her husband knew people who knew people.

Jonas was having his own conversation with his brother-in-law.

"I mean I sent my boy to boarding school from the 6th grade on and he never came home with a boyfriend. Somehow managed to sneak a girl in there too. And somehow in the middle of America, Steve found a-"

"A nice guy like Eddie?", Jonas interrupted while flipping a burger. "He's quite a find, but Steve can't take all the credit. Diane and I were actually the ones to find him."

"You found Steve a boyfriend?"

"We found Steve a steady boyfriend", Jonas emphasized. "You should've seen him going through girls like tissues, right Di?"

Diane was coming by with some more things for the grill. "Oh it was like a circus and Steve was driving around with a never ending clow car of girls."

"That bad, huh?", the uncle asked.

"Oh the girls were fine. It was just so many and he wanted him to get serious with someone."

Jonas nodded. "He and Eddie have been going strong since summer started."

"Guess it's a good thing if you don't need to pay a dowry. Who even is the girl in that relationship?", the uncle asked while watching both young men carrying tables to set up outside when the food was ready.

Steve could tell his parents were taking the brunt of the initial questioning and he promised to give them the best presents for the remainder of holidays of the year for it. He was able to introduce Eddie to his cousins. There were only a few as it was just his mom's side of the family with them this time. The youngest was Bobby and the oldest was just a year older than Steve.

After setting up the tables it was finally hot enough to justify jumping in the pool, which most of them did. As the resident captain of the swim team, Steve put on his trunks and performed his life guarding duty for the family while the adults cooked and set up other things while catching up, mostly about him.

Eddie was still fully dressed in his t-shirt and jeans, lounging on a pool chair while the rest of them splashed around. But he offered Steve a wolf whistle when he came out, dripping wet.

"Not even James Bond could resist", Eddie teased.

Steve came over to sit next to him, knowing the look in Eddie's eyes meant he was fighting every urge to get his hands on him. He grabbed a towel and dried his hair off a little.

"Any chance I'll see you in the pool? I've got extra trunks."

"You'll have to work a little harder than that to get me wet~", Eddie said in a low tone, their heads inclined together. Then Eddie remembered where they were and was about to pull back when Steve grabbed him by the back of his neck. "Stevie, people are probably looking."

"My nosy parents? Definitely. And anyone else can close their eyes if they don't wanna see."

And without anymore preamble, Steve brought him closer for a kiss. A quick thing, just a peck of the lips but still the most he'd gotten today with so many new people around them. Eddie was in a daze afterwards, it always took him a second to recover from Steve's kisses. When he did though, he remembered where they were and who could be watching.

Sure enough, when Eddie tore his eyes away from Steve's lovely face there was a whole crowd watching them, having stopped in whatever they were doing.

Eddie felt like he had ripped a bandaid off but was still bleeding underneath.

Part 8 FINAL

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[jackiebrackettt]

the boys are back in town babyyy!! (reblogs appreciated)

[Transcript:

(The Boys Are Back In Town (To Kill You) by JerryTerry is playing in the background)

Condi: Yeah, so, uh, Rolan- you see Rolan and he's staring down at this- at this briefcase full of clothes and he's like:

Rolan: (sighs) Do I… Do I need this? I don't… I mean it's… (sighs)

---

Grizzly: Because this how… Kian wakes up. I'm laying on this circular, like, heart-shaped bed in this dim-lit room. And I just, like, groggily wake up. And, like, sit up, and just, like, push the babes off me-

[The others laugh]

Grizzly: -And I'm, like, carrying- I, like, wake up holding a, you know, like, (laughs) some fucking alcohol already, and I just take a swig.

---

Bizly: You can see Timothy Rand - who just goes by Rand - and as he's inspecting these plants, he kinda - to get ready - sits back onto this old, greasy, purple beanbag chair.

Rand: (Breathes out smoke) Alright…

Bizly: And then he puts the glasses back on. And closes his eyes for a little nap.

---

Rolan: Shit, I'm gonna be la-

Condi: And he just grabs his fucking briefcase, and starts running, and- and gets into his car. And we just see him, like, zooming down the highway - twenty over in the left lane. No- no regard for his safety or others' 'cause his-

Charlie: Oh, of course!

Condi: -plane's about to take off.

---

Grizzly: I look at my watch… see what time it is… and then I just swig again, and then throw the alcohol somewhere. And I'm just, like, stumbling through this dark room. It, like, smash cuts - I swing the fucking butterfly door up, slam that shit. And then you hear (mimics car taking off fast) as I, like, speed off, and I'm heading to Galloway, baby!

---

Rand: Ugh! Mum! Donna: Timothy!

[Grizzly laughs]

Donna: Aren't your- aren't your nice friends coming over today? Rand: Um… Donna: How are they getting into town? Rand: Oh, shit! Uh… I don't know, I think I was supposed to go pick 'em up!

Bizly: Alright, well… I guess I'm going to head out the door. I slide across the hood of my old, broken down station wagon. Get in, and I'm trying to start it up…

[Grizzly laughs]

Bizly: Nothing!

Grizzly: Alright, I skrrt in… Roll down the window, and I take that drag. And I say:

Kian: (gravely) Get in, loser. (Coughs, voice no longer gravely) What's up, dude? C'mon!

Condi: Rolan is just kind of awkwardly sitting in- in the, uh… shotgun.

Bizly: You just see smoke… coming out from the front of this… station wagon. You assume it's broken down, or something. And you just hear:

Rand: What?

Bizly: And the- the hood, it slams down and you can see the- the joint in his mouth.

[The others laugh]

Rand: Oh! Hey guys! Kian: Amigo!

End Transcript]

#jrwi bitb #jrwi blood in the bayou #timothy rand #kian stone #rolan deep #brackett.edits. #tried my best with the visuals lmao didn't just want to leave it as a blank screen

[sunshine-on-marz]

Sapnap x Reader

Christmas Car-ride Chaos

For Grey’s holiday event!

It was rare that you’d spend the day with Sapnap at your house, as you were usually at his. And while you weren’t at YOUR house technically the both of you were spending a few days with your family. But this was also his first time meeting your whole family. He’d met your parents and immediate family but no aunts and uncles or anything like that. He put your suit case in the trunk on top of his own. You smiled at him as he sat in the driver seat. He leaned over to kiss your cheek. “Love you darlin” you giggled at your boyfriend and respond. “Love you too baby” he grabbed your hand and kissed it. He turned back to the wheel and pulled out of the driveway. It only took about 15 minutes of the drive for Sap to start being nervous. You looked over at him “Sap? Baby what’s wrong?” He looked at you for a second before turning back to the road. “I’m just nervous angel, just nervous” you took his hand off the console and placed it on your thigh. “You know my parents love you, so will everyone else. And if if they don’t, I love you, so that’s what matters” he smiles. “Thank you darlin” you put your hand on top of his “love you to sap”. He turned his n the radio and the two of you sang and giggled. He turned to kiss you at every red light, and constantly told you how pretty you are. At one point you call your favorite aunt and talk to her about plans for the few days you’ll be in town. She and Sapnap get along swimmingly and once you hang up he seems a bit calmer about meeting everyone. The both of you pull over at about midnight to sleep, sap lays back his seat and lets you lay on his chest. He plays with your hair until you fall asleep then he lets himself slip away. When he woke up you where still asleep on his chest. He smiled and kisses your forehead. “Babyyy, wake up my love” you whimper and he cooed. “Come on gorgeous, it’s up time. Up up.” He sat up about half and inch before you flung your arms around his neck and nuzzled into his chest. “Baby I have to get up. I have to drive” you look at him with sleep in your eyes “nooo” he places a finger on your lips and sat up, adjusting you to have your knees on the seat between his thighs. “Nope, no whining, no no no, you’re too cute, I can’t take it. I’ll give in, I’ll simply collapse. I’ll fall apart.” You giggle. “Shhhhh, im not whining” he raises and eyebrow at you before you sigh. “Fine maybe I was whining a little” he smiled. “M’always right” you shake your head and laugh, the boy simply looked at you with starry eyes. “You’re the most perfect person I’ve ever seen, I’m so glad you’re with me for Christmas. I’m so grateful for you” you looked up at him shocked but he just smiled and kissed you. He put you back in your seat and started driving again. This was just the start of the best Christmas ever

Word Count: 550

I hope this good, love y’all so much! And a very merry Christmas to @dani-has-fallen who was my exchange partner!!! And so much Holiday Cheer to @grey-rambles for setting up this sweet event!!!

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[fairlyspnfanfic]

The Secrets We Keep - Part One

A/N: This one just sort of came about tonight so I’m making it up as I go as opposed to my usual outline methods.  

Summary: You met the Winchester’s a little less than a year ago when they came to town for a case.  You’d had one or two moments of, shall we say, closeness with the youngest Winchester, and more than your fair share of arguments, too.  But this time may just be different. 

Part One

  “Are you out of your fucking mind?” Her expression of disgust and disbelief stared wildly at me.  Eyes wide and her mouth just slightly agape.

 “No,” my voice remained confident and unfazed. “I’m not. But you are if you think I’m going to leave you here. You need to go.”

 “Go? This is my home!” the woman was shouting at me.

  “Yes, it is.  Your home. The home that you invited me to and begged me to save you from.”  I attempted and failed to keep my volume in check, but all I wanted to do was shake the stubborn and ignorant woman in front of me until she understood the danger she was in.

 I took a deep breath and steadied myself, pressing my right hand to my forehead and squeezing the bridge of my nose gently.  “Look,” I began, my voice more even keeled and calm. “I can help you.  But I need you to leave.  Get your family and go out. Just for the night.  I know what I’m doing but I can’t do it with you here. It’s too dangerous.”  

Her blank stare was all that answered me.  “Listen Karly, you called me for a reason, yeah?”  She nodded her head.  “Trust me,” I said, enunciating the words.  My hands were pressed together as if joined in prayer and I bent my arms to point my fingertips at her.  Her rapid blinking told me the words weren’t getting through to her.  “Great, come on.” I grabbed her arm and began walking her down the sidewalk.  

We had been standing on her front porch arguing for what seemed like forever but in reality, only amounted to about ten minutes.  She had called me three days prior, asking for help.  Her house had become a nightmare.  She’d always heard footsteps in the house when she was the only one home. Small things would be missing from the places that she’d put them.  But lately, the events had turned hostile.  Her and her husband had a newborn baby girl and almost as soon as they brought her home, things started going more than wrong.  They heard not only footsteps, but malicious voices over their baby monitor.  They’d done their best to ignore them and convince themselves it was impossible, but then the baby started waking up screaming, covered in bleeding scratches that she couldn’t have given herself.  Enter me.  

Karly was in shock. That I knew.  But shock I could deal with.  Willful ignorance was another story.  We stepped up to the front door of her SUV.  I shoved her into the passenger seat and even went so far as to buckle her seatbelt for her.  “Stay. Here.” I told her, pointedly.

Running in the front door and propping it open, I yelled her husband’s name.  “Greg! Time to go!” He had been the levelheaded one.  The more accepting of the two of them when confronted with the truth.  Ghosts were real. Poltergeists were real.  And there were people like me who went around the world taking care of them.

Greg walked towards the front door; the baby wrapped in his arms.  “Where’s Karly?”

“She’s already in the car. Get your family and get out of here.  I’ll let you know when it’s safe.” Their diaper bag was already packed and slung over his shoulder. “Way to be a boy scout.”  

I listened as I heard Greg turn the engine over and pull out of the driveway.  Almost instantly, the front door slammed in front of me, and it was clear that it wouldn’t be opening again until the job was done.  

I bolted for the basement door.  It had been locked tight and it took all my strength to pry it open at the cost of a few chunks of the wood surrounding the locking mechanism courtesy of a few well-aimed salt-filled bullets. I made it down three or four of the steps before being slammed against the unfinished and crumbling brick wall at the end of the stairs.

“Oh, dick move, Casper.” I struggled to pull myself back to standing, noting the more than slight twinge of pain coursing through my shoulder.

A grey figure appeared just a few feet in front of me.  A young boy, maybe ten-years old, with rage in his hollow eyes. “You don’t belong here,” his raspy voice said accusatorily.  Black blood, old and ghostly, flowed from his mouth, trickling down his chin and dripping down, staining his translucent shirt.  He held his hands up to me, pushing me back against the wall again.  

“You don’t belong here!” He was screaming now with his hands grasping at the air, moving closer towards me. His nails were broken, and his fingers dripped with more ghastly blood. The eerie skin that covered him was bruised and broken in more places than not.  I managed to reach my hand into my pocket, firmly grasping the ring of solid iron held within it.  I tossed it towards him and watched as he faded away and the force holding me up relented.  

I knew the boy’s story. He had lived in the house long before Karly and Greg moved in.  Abusive parents, gross neglect, and a lifetime spent living in the basement, clawing at the locked cellar door, before starving to death beneath the stairs. His body had been cremated, but he still haunted the home getting angrier and angrier with each passing day.

I ran to the cellar door that I knew lead to the backyard.  Still locked as it always had been for him; both in life and death. “Come on, come on,” I pleaded, searching the door and its frame for any sign of remains. It had been painted multiple times, but there were still deep scratches in the wood.  There had to be something there.  I could feel him pulling his energy back together as the room turned cold and my breath started coming out as a fog.

There wasn’t much time. And what little I had was running out quickly.  “Screw it.” I pulled my Zippo lighter out of my inside breast pocket and held it up against the door.  The paint quickly sizzled away, and the wood took to the flame almost immediately. The gun, still tucked into the back of my jeans, had half a mag left and each round was chalk full of rock salt.  I opened fire at the door and watched as it burned away.  The tell-tale screeching behind me was almost deafening but it reassured me that my hunch was right.  The ghost boy was fading away.  

My legs turned to jelly below me and I quickly fell to my knees, breathing deeply and allowing the fear to overtake me as I always did. Each job ended the same way for me.  The fear and stress, suppressed up until the job was done, took over.  And I allowed it.  For a minute or two, never longer.  I breathed, covering my face with my hands, until the putrescent smell of burning wood, paint, and human fingernails overwhelmed my nose.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, forcing myself to focus and collect myself once more before lifting my eyes to the cellar door on flambe. “Oh shit!” I yelled, quickly getting to my feet as I rushed to put the growing flames out.  The door was almost entirely turned to ash and the flames were quickly spreading to the brick surrounding it.  

I burst through the burning embers and ran for the side of the house for the garden hose, making quick work of putting out the blaze.

The cell phone in my pocket vibrated and I pressed the green answer button before holding it up to my ear. “Yeah?” I asked, breathlessly.

“Hey,” the familiar voice crooned at me.  “Been a long time.”

“Uh huh,” I answered, realizing who it was.

“Look, uh…” He hesitated. “Sammy and I are coming into town.  Thought we’d stop by if you’re around.”  I knew what that meant.  

“That’d be great, Dean. I’m a little busy tonight.  When do you get in?”

“Tomorrow.  Round noonish.  I know he’d love to see you.”  I smiled silently.  

“Dean, does he even know you’re making this call?”  It was his turn to be silent. I rolled my eyes.  “I’ve got to finish up with some work quick.  But I’ll be around tomorrow.  Stop by whenever.”

“You got it, sweetheart. See you then.”  I hung up the phone and shoved it into my pocket.

“Great,” I said out loud, to nobody but myself. Dean and Sam had breezed through my hometown a year or so ago.  They’d introduced themselves as FBI agents, but that façade quickly lost traction when I watched them shoot the local MD with silver bullets as his bright green eyes and sudden large jagged teeth murderously leapt towards me.

“Back to normal.”  

I sent a text off to Karly letting her know her home was safe again, if only slightly damaged.  I’d seen and done much worse for a case. I had a five-hour drive ahead of me to make it home before Sam and Dean got there. And a lot of lore, newspaper clippings, and weapons to hide before Sam and Dean arrived.  Keeping my night job a secret was becoming more than a full-time job.

Part 2

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[kyber-kisses]

I, Alone (Part 2)

Dean Winchester x Reader

read Part 1 Here

Warnings: cursing, more angst- that’s about it.

Summary: after pawning away her life with the Winchesters, the reader has to move quick to gather her belongings before they return home.

A/n: This chapter is a little shorter but I promise they'll get longer! Anyways I hope you guys enjoy it and please tell me what you thought!

It was a strange feeling going home when you knew no one would be waiting for you. The drive back to the bunker had been a long one, the otherwise empty car doing nothing to help with the ever steady flow of thoughts going through your head. You hated being alone with your thoughts. . . And unfortunately you had a feeling you would be in this type of situation a lot longer than you would have liked.

And now you found yourself standing stoic in front of the bunkers door, white knuckling the car keys in your hand. You were supposed to be moving quick- get in and out as soon as possible before they showed up. Except you were frozen at the threshold, you emotions once again rising.

Why couldn’t anything ever be simple for you?

“Just get in and out as quick as you can.” You mumbled. “No time to stop and reminisce.”

Pocketing the keys you ignored the indents in your palm from squeezing them so hard, instead moving to twist the knob on the door. There was the familiar wheeze of the massive metal door opening and you were greeted with the yellowish lights of the interior space.

The moment your foot went over the threshold your mind switched gears and you were quickly making your way down the metal stairs, making a mental list of everything you needed to grab. You’d tackle your room first and go from there.

Making your way down the empty hallways you couldn’t ignore how quiet it was. Maybe it had always been like this? Or maybe it was just knowing that the boys weren’t around. Either way, it felt foreign and nothing like you were used to.

Pulling out the spare duffel bags from underneath your bed you set to work erasing yourself from the bunker, ticking off items as you went. You stripped the comforter and sheets from your bed and shoved occult books back into their appropriate places in the library. It was only when you were packing up the last few things around your room that you felt hot tears slide down your cheeks.

You didn’t want to leave the people that made you feel loved. As soon as you left the bunker it would really all be behind you. Your entire life uprooted in less than a day. It was all going to be gone and you would end up with no one except yourself again. . . And you hadn’t been by yourself since you were a child. Having parents who were hunters you found yourself having to take care of yourself more often than not. . . But that was so very long ago. Before Sam and Dean ever came into your life.

So now as you stood at the bottom of the stairs, duffel bags laying at your feet, you could feel a wave of childlike fear creep up your spine. You didn’t like being alone- it just brought back memories of when you were a small little thing who still wasn’t fully capable of defending herself, the little girl who was still afraid of the dark and the things it could hide.

You should go. You should just grab your bags and dash up the stairs, leave it all behind-

But your mental checklist of things you needed to grab stopped you and you were rushing back down the hallway in pursuit of one more item that might give yourself away.

The door to room 11 was slightly ajar when you reached it, the lights off inside as you slowly eased the door open. Being careful not to trip over anything you crossed the room on balanced feet before squatting down in front of the nightstand and flicking on the lamp. Ignoring the clutter atop of Deans nightstand you slid open the top door, digging through the contents until you found the small photo album you had gifted him years back. The man had been carrying around a handful of old photographs for most of his life resulting in frayed edges and torn corners, so you thought it was a good idea for a gift. Memories are precious- best to keep them intact was what you had said.

Except now you were taking them away. . . (Not that he would notice.) flipping through the pages you removed all evidence of yourself, pocketing the photographs of you and the brothers, and the few that were just of you and Dean, along with the one rare snapshot of just yourself.

Holding the photograph up to the light, you grimaced. You honestly had no idea why Dean liked this picture of you- and let alone kept it. Your hair was scattered across your face from the wind on the day it had been taken, eyes squeezed shut to block the blinding glare of the sun as you laughed.

You mumbled a soft apology under your breath before folding the photograph and sliding it into your jacket pocket along with the rest. “Sorry, Deano, thems the rules.”

Putting the photo album back in its rightful space you quietly closed the drawer and switched off the lamp, heading back towards the door without so much as a look back. The consequences of looking back were too much to handle. You had learned that earlier when you found yourself crying in that darkened alleyway.

Making your way back down the hallway you forced yourself to keep your eyes ahead, only stopping when you had to bend down to collect your bags from the floor.

This was it. This was goodbye. You ambled your way up the steps and towards the door, but before you could reach out for the handle your head whipped around before you could stop it, taking in one last look at the bunker, wishing it was just a dream. But it wasn’t. It was reality and that was so much worse. This was the day you left home. The day you left everything you loved behind. You loved this home and the people that lived here. It hurt so much in this moment that you could only hope to bury it and deal with the pain later.

As you turned to depart out the open door you can feel a part of your soul imprint on the walls, a parting gift from you to this place. Your love for Sam and Dean was in the very walls and foundations of this place- even if they didn't know it.

“Keep them safe for me.” You whisper, crossing the threshold and slamming the door shut.

Home is behind now. Everything else lay ahead.

You crossed the border into Missouri in the early hours of the morning, the sky ever so slowly brightening with dusty pinks and soft purples as if preparing for the rising sun.

Lebanon had long since faded from your rear view mirrors, leaving you well and truly alone in the world. You had no clue as to where you were going, all you knew was that you needed to put as much distance between you and your past. . . But it was a difficult feat. Having crisscrossed America a dozen times over with the Winchesters there were towns and interstates that held memories every which way. You could throw a rock in any direction and hit a handful of places you had been.

So the real question was where does one go to leave their past behind when their past seems to be everywhere? And what does one do with their life when one had expected to be dead?

Reaching across the seat you haphazardly dig through one of your bags, producing your lone pair of sunglasses that had somehow managed to survive almost a decade- which was a miracle giving your lifestyle. Slipping them on you focused your eyes back on the horizon just in time to see the first edges of an orange sun peek over the tree line. In a futile attempt to mute the voices in your head you crank up the dial of the radio.

It doesn’t help.

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[donkey-hyuck]

can you do 1 and 99 from the prompt list?? anyone is fine, it’s up to you :)

1+99: “I love you, please don’t go” , “I fell in love with you, not them.” Member: Jaehyun, model! Au (I kinda got carried away hehe)

Here’s the link to the prompt list!

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Falling in love with Jaehyun was hard. When you first met, he was a brand new, top model in the industry. You, on the other hand, were a senior in high school trying to manage your academics— to get into a good school— and stabilizing your financial problems to stay in your shitty and cheap apartment. You were eighteen and he was nineteen, almost twenty. You met when he was doing a shoot not far from your school, all your friends were not worried about their senior year and fangirled over guys and kept up with the latest trends. Unexpectedly, you ran into him while he was in the middle of his shoot. Your friends were being more discreet, hiding in the nooks and crannies behind the staff and photographer. You were just minding your business, texting you mother and walking towards your way to the local library where you worked. “I’m sorry! I should’ve looked where I was going. My mom was texting me and I have some problems running late to my job and-“ hearing a chuckle, you looked up to be met with someone who was very handsome. “It’s okay. I should’ve looked where I was going too.” , “No, it’s not your fault, I was on my phone and not paying attention and I ramble when I get nervous and I-“ you’re stopped again. “Cute,” the unknown— at the time— boy smiled again, showing off his dimples. “I’m Jaehyun. You are?” , “Um, I’m Y/N.” He was silently observing your face until your phone rang again. It was one of your coworkers. “Sorry, I have to go, I’m late.” , “Wait! You go to this school right?” He nods his head in the direction where you came from, and you silently nod. “Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Your breathing was heavy the entire way to the library, your phone dinging with texts and calls from a couple of your other friends who saw what had happened before their eyes. And before walking into the library you processed what he last said and was confused. “Sorry I’m late, I ran into someone and started rambling again.” You sighed and shook your head in your hands as Soyoung chuckled. “It’s okay, I covered for you.” , “Thanks, I owe you one.”

The next day was filled with questions, squeals, and some jealous remarks made by friends and classmates who witnessed the scene the day before. “I didn’t do it intentionally. My mom was texting me and you know how urgent she is about me texting back.” , “Whatever you say Y/N!~” as the last bell signified the end of the school day, you forgot about what Jaehyun had told you and walked out of the school, plugging your headphones in as you walked toward the cafe you worked at as well. He was leaning against the wall with a mask, hat, and sunglasses on, touching his phone and occasionally looking up to see if he could spot you. Finally seeing the person he bumped into yesterday, he urgently fixed his posture and called out your name. “Y/N!” He whisper-shouted. You looked around, not knowing who called your name until you saw an arm raise up to grab your attention. “Hi, what are you doing here?” , “I came to see you. I just wanted to ask if we could hang out.” , “Oh, um, if you’d like. But I’m on my way to the cafe that I work at so maybe some other time...?” , “I can come with you! We could talk and I could bring more customers in.” He chuckled and you couple help but to roll your eyes and laugh along. “If you say so.”

It’s been four years since then and now you are in a relationship with the model— one year of being close friends and the rest with being in a relationship together. He was scheduled to do a photo shoot with April’s Naeun. You’d seen her before while watching variety shows on tv. It was his first photo shoot with a girl for a while and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t jealous. She was drop-dead gorgeous, not just her looks but her personality was beautiful as well. She was tall, fit, had a nice voice, and a bubbly personality. She was just someone that you’d expect to see with your lover. Meanwhile you were finishing your third year of college, still working as a manager of the library, working in another cafe, and doing some charity work for your university and just for the local businesses in town. “Babyyy!” Hearing the door close and the shuffling of his slippers against the wood floor, you see Jaehyun with a face full of makeup and his clothes with not a wrinkle to be seen. Noticing the blank look on your face, he closes the laptop— which had been black for a little while— and picks you up to carry you to your shared room, knocking you out of your gaze. “What’s wrong?” He asks, as soon as he lets you go on the bed. “Nothing. My mom was texting me about a problem with my nephew so I had to leave work early, and I have a history, english, and business report due in a couple of days.” , “So your mood right now has nothing to do with my photo shoot with Naeun today.” Jaehyun always knew when you were jealous, you hated feeling like it and you hated expressing it. “What, no.” He gives you a look. “Okay....... maybe. But you can’t blame me! You have so many people who admire you and praise you because of your looks and good deeds. And I’m just here.. being me, looking after my family and making sure you’re okay.” , “Well, can I tell you that that’s the exact reason I fell in love with you? Your family means so much to you and you put them before you take care of yourself. Before you met me, we were two separate people, yet you worked your ass off to get into a good college and applied to so many jobs yet stuck with the library after all these years. You take care of me when I’m going crazy, you’re incredibly considerate and hard working, and I get to come home to you every day. I’m immensely proud of you bubba. I fell in love with you, not them. Not Naeun, not chungha, not any of the staff, no one. You stole my heart from the day you bumped into me and started rambling.” He hugs your frame and brings you closer to him. “I loved you even before I met you.” He then brings your face to his in a meaningful kiss. “I love you so much that it hurts me to see you in pain, whether it’s because of me, your family, shitty customers, or your shitty professors.” , “Thank you bubba... I love you too.”

The night ended in the most peaceful way, falling asleep with Jaehyun in your arms as he was reassuring you and reminding that he loved you every moment he got. And the next morning, your alarm had gone off to prepare you for the day. Getting out of the bed, you quietly try to release Jaehyun’s grip around your waist. “I love you, please don’t go.” He says barley awake, making you laugh and ruffle his hair. “I’m just going to shower.”

#hehe #i kinda lowkey liked this one #thanks for reqesting bubba!!💞 #nct #nct scenarios #nct dream #nct 127 #nct soft hours #nct blurbs #wayv #nct jaehyun #jung jaehyun #nct 127 jaehyun #nct angst #nct imagines #nct 127 blurbs #nct 127 reaction #nct 127 imagines #nct 127 scenarios #jaehyun blurbs #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun soft hours #jaehyun angst #anon #✅ #vy’s jaehyun request

[edwinmuch]

overachiever ✧ {zion}

summary: in which straight A student riley takes a break from her procrastinating to help pretty boy zion with more than just his homework

author’s note: @softhottie‘s submission for @temperaryheart‘s 700 follower challenge! literally posting on the last day but better late than never, right? (haven’t written for leisure in a while so fair warning)

prompt: prettymuch lyric (bolded)

warnings: mention of drugs, smut (oral, daddy kink, overstimulation, edging)

word count: 3.5k

No on-campus college experience is complete without the following things: sleepless coffee-driven nights, at least one blackout drunk party experience, and a casual hookup or two. Third year Sociology major Zion could definitely say he’s checked off all of the above (several times, he might add). He was especially well-versed in the collegiate sport of hooking up. In fact, he would probably be considered something of an MVP. He’s had his fair share of players in his game. But like with any sport, it takes strategy. There was a secret artform to finding the most opportune times for intimacy when in college. Shared rooms and thin walls don’t exactly allow for privacy, especially when the room in question is shared with a nosy Italian business major named Nick.

This is why Zion decided to make every second count when he discovered his best friend and roommate Nick would be out of their dorm room for a few hours. According to Nick, his abnormal psychology midterm was “going to be the death of him.” It was his last exam before finals week, and he knew he couldn’t afford to fail so he announced that he would be spending that entire Thursday evening in the library studying for it. Zion tried to hide his excitement at his friend’s departure.

“Damn bro, that sucks. Happy studying though,” he managed to utter on Nick’s way out, feigning concern.

When the door finally shut, it took him all of 30 seconds to dial up his favorite girl as of late: Riley Williams, this fiery Women’s and Gender Studies major who resided in his building on the floor above his. They had met in his 10AM sociology class about two and a half months ago. She was hard not to notice when her hand shot up for almost every question, portraying herself as someone who obviously reads over the required text after class. But unlike others, Zion actually paid more attention to her cute tendency to absentmindedly let her pen linger between her glossy lips when she found herself concentrating deeply and her seemingly never-ending collection of flattering outfits. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t notice the way her curves looked in one of her cropped cardigan and plaid mini skirt ensembles or the hypnotizing glint of her signature “B-A-B-Y” silver link necklace that adorned her collarbones so well. Despite her engagement in class and endearing mannerisms, she still came off as standoffish, working alone during paired in-class assignments and rolling her eyes at less than intelligent answers from other students in response to the professor’s questions. But, after the fourth lecture of her sitting in her unassigned assigned seat next to his, he decided to take a chance and strike up a conversation, relieved to be met with her dimpled, wide tooth smile; the rest was history.

He doesn’t really know how their current arrangement really came to be. It started off as occasional study sessions in Zion’s room since she obviously knew her material. Then, it had quickly become invitations to binge-watch Bojack Horseman, a show Riley prided herself on introducing to him, or to share a blunt with him and Nick at the end of a particularly stressful school week. But eventually, a few lines had blurred when an innocent smoke sesh (sans Nick) had a salacious end involving her on all fours and her clothes long discarded on his bedroom floor. With this new dynamic between them, he’s made a habit of calling or texting her when late night thoughts of her became too enticing to resist. He hadn’t been hitting her line lately though, the stress of studying for exams and completing assignments keeping them apart. But with midterm season coming to a close and Nick finally being out of his hair, the eager boy was aching to finally invite his favorite girl over once again.

“Hey Z. What’s up?” Riley answered on the second ring, the mellifluous sound of her voice already getting him worked up.

“Hey beautiful. So, Nick is out of the room for tonight,” Zion boasted, the smirk on his face apparent even through the phone.

She waited for him to continue, thinking there was more, but he never did.

“…Okay, and? What’s that gotta do with me? Why should I drop everything to help you get a nut? I’m in the middle of writing a paper, you know,” she replied as she flicked through Netflix titles. He didn’t need to know that her “paper writing” actually equated to television streaming. Her point still stands.

“Babyyy come on, stop playin’,” he whined, “You know, I’m never selfish. Besides, the post-nut clarity of an orgasm or two will help you focus on your paper. Just gimme an hour, please?”

“Ugh I don’t know.” Although the specificities of their current relationship (or situationship, rather) had never been fully discussed, Riley must admit his sweet delivery of “baby” really made her insides scramble. At this point, she was ready to be laid up in Zion’s bed (preferably under him), especially since she wasn’t actually doing anything productive anyway, but she was also ready to hear him beg for it.

“Please baby, it’s been weeks since I’ve had you to myself. I’ll make it worth your while. Nick’s probably gonna be gone most of the night too so when you show up, m’gonna put this time to use,” the insatiable boy persuaded, the seductive rasp of his voice prominent in his last few words.

“Welllll, when you put it like that,” she began, smiling to herself as she was almost able to hear Zion’s excitement through the phone, “I’ll be there in 20.”

~~~

Riley stepped off the elevator and trodded down the RA-decorated hallway in her pink fuzzy slides to Zion’s dorm room door where she placed a soft knock. She barely had time to collect herself before the door swung open revealing a shirtless Zion leaning against the doorframe, his platinum-dyed dreads braided back into two cornrows and his dark gray cotton sweatpants hanging low enough to reveal almost the entirety of his happy trail. He wasted no time pulling her into the room. She couldn’t help the smile that crept onto her face at her observation of the atmosphere Zion had created for her. His Himalayan salt lamp lit the room up in a sensuous coral hue while Next Town Down’s Lovers Theme (Interlude) played in the background.

“Next Town Down, huh?” she teased with a quirk of her lips, knowing she put him on to the musical group.

Zion smiled down at her with a set of dimples to match her own. “Yeah I know you like them. Thought it might help put you in the mood,” he shrugged smugly with his devilish smile still present on his face.

“Oh please! I know you bump them when I’m not around,” she giggled, poking him in his chest as she made her point.

“Yeah whatever,” he chuckled, his hands falling to her hips. He slowly backed them up towards his plush loveseat in the corner of the room. Once the back of his calves touched the suede material of the couch, he plopped onto the cushion. Riley followed suit, climbing onto his lap with her knees digging into the cushion on either side of him and her freshly manicured hands finding their way wrapped behind his head.

Zion made sure the dainty girl was comfortable in his lap before his large hands snaked up her luscious thighs, rubbing her up and down before finding their place on her derrière with a squeeze.

“Mmm I missed you baby.”

“Oh really? How much?” she whispered in his ear, sending chills up his spine.

“Don’t worry, imma show you.” And with that, he started his determined campaign on her neck, kissing up the area of exposed flesh even going as far as to flick his tongue out as he reached her jawline. She pulled away for a moment to slip her cropped sweatshirt over her head, fluffing out the resultant curls of her day old twist out once it passed over her head. She was left with nothing covering her upper half as she had made the deliberate decision not to wear bra to come over.

She couldn’t contain the soft moans and content sighs that escaped her lips. As he sponged wet kisses to the sensitive spot under her earlobe and his nimble fingers worked her hardening nipples, she instinctively ground her hips into his for some added friction between them.

“Need these off you too ma,” Zion whispered, snapping the waistband of her sweat shorts. And with no hesitation she complied, getting up briefly to slide them down her supple legs. She silently thanked herself for her lingerie selection; the pink and navy blue lace of her panties graciously highlighted the warm bronze undertones of her golden brown skin as well as the generous curve of her ass.

She sunk back down onto his lap, hands carefully placed on his shoulders as she returned to grinding against Zion’s ever hardening member with a little more fervor. Before the boy could utter another word, Riley pressed her lips against his in a feverish kiss.

Zion reciprocated with the same amount of enthusiasm, accepting every sloppy collision of their tongues and sensuous bite of his bottom lip with a gratified squeeze of her thigh with one hand and a rub of her lower back with the other. She quickly began her descent down his neck. Nipping, licking, sucking from his jawline to his collarbone.

A lazy smile crept upon Zion’s face as a chuckle passed his lips. “For someone who ain’t even wanna come over here, you sure are eager, huh?”

“Shut up,” she smiled against his skin, “Listen, you promised me ‘an orgasm or two’ and I intend on getting it.”

“And I’m a man of my word baby girl.” And with that challenge, Zion hooked his strong hands under Riley’s thick thighs and hoisted her from the couch, allowing her to lock her legs around his torso. Without pulling their lips away from each other, Zion walked them to his extra large twin sized bed.

He lowered her onto the bed so that her legs dangled off the end. He slinked between her legs before dropping to his knees in front of her. Riley rose off the bed slightly to lean back on her elbows; she watched as he ran his soft hands up her awaiting thighs, never losing eye contact as he did so. His nimble fingers stopped at the elastic waistband of her panties. He smirked as he mentally took note of the ever-growing wet spot in its crotch area before deftly slipping the cloth barrier down her legs and onto the carpeted floor.

“Mmm so wet for me baby,” he wasted no time hooking her legs onto his shoulders.

“Just for you,” she breathed out as a shuddered moan while Zion left lingering kisses up her inner thigh until he reached her throbbing center. He hovered there for a bit, blowing lightly against her folds. She hissed at the sudden cold air hitting her soaking cunt.

“God Zion, do something,” she whined, absentmindedly pushing his head further toward the area she needed him most.

Her wish was his command as he kissed and sucked on her folds before dipping his tongue in between them to lick a stripe at her opening. He took this time to admire her and take note of how cute she looked laying there with her bottom lip drawn between her teeth. That’s when his eager tongue found her sensitive bundle of nerves, flicking figure eights into it before sucking.

“Ahh feels so good,” Riley moaned in a whisper, grabbing at his blond locs as he lapped at her bud. Her hips began instinctively lifting slightly off the mattress as she was nearing her peak. Zion’s large hands took hold of them to anchor her and continue his gluttonous feast.

It wasn’t long before she was met with the all too familiar feeling in the pit of her stomach as she gushed into Zion’s awaiting mouth. Her eyes screwed shut and her mouth fell open allowing a loud stream of obscenities to flow from it.

Once her thighs stopped trembling, Zion released their hold from around his neck and rose from his place on his knees. Riley backed up toward the headboard so her entire body could spread across the bed and she could watch Zion’s every move. In two swift motions, Zion’s sweats were removed from his body to reveal that he was wearing nothing else underneath. He crawled on top of her and placed a wet, needy kiss to her lips. He licked into her mouth sloppily, allowing her to taste herself on his tongue.  

“What next baby?” he uttered breathily between messy kisses. She placed her hand on his chest to signal for him to pull away for a moment. He complied looking down at her flushed face and swollen lips.

“Can I sit on it?” she said softly in the most innocent tone possible. The sight of her plump lips pulled into a pout and her doe eyes peering up at him through her cascading lashes were enough to make his dick twitch.

“Course baby,” he punctuated his confirmation with a kiss to her lips before climbing off of her and landing on his back. He laid comfortably against his pillow, waiting for her to make her next move.

Riley sat up and swung her leg over his body. She hovered over his length before Zion helped her sink down onto it. She winced at the initial stretch but released a satisfied sigh once she finally bottomed out.

After taking a moment to adjust to his size, she began to rock her hips back and forth. Once she found her rhythm, Zion got comfortable, hands clasped behind his head watching her titties bounce as she moved above him. She placed her palms on his chest to steady herself and give herself more leverage to bounce on him more quickly.

“Fuck Daddy, you feel so good,” she drawled out with each swivel of her hips. She praised herself internally at the coy slip of the pet name, knowing how much it riled him up during their last rendezvous. As she expected, the sweet phrase flicked a switch for the boy whose large hands found themselves grabbing at her sides hungrily. It was always a surprise to him when she was vulgar during sex as she was usually prim and proper in any other scenario, but his surprise was most certainly not a complaint.

“Say that shit again,” he growled, beginning to thrust up into her.

“You f-feel so good insi-ide me, Daddy,” she moaned, falling forward in response to a particularly forceful slap to her ass. Zion took this opportunity to capture one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around her erect little bud.

Riley began to fall apart above him, the sinful sound of their skin slapping against each other and the full feeling of him thrusting into her so deeply were taking their toll on her. She could barely form a coherent sentence through her incessant whimpers.

“So cl- close,” she stuttered, digging her nails into his shoulders as she prepared herself for a second orgasm, the buildup much more intense than the last. She loudly cried out a chant of “Yes daddy”s, uncontrollably clenching around him while he continued to rail into her from below. She rode out her high, the longest she’d had in a while. Before long, she fell forward onto her lover’s chest in exhaustion with a drawn-out exaggerated sigh.

Just as she was ready to roll off of him and call it a night, Zion reached up and grabbed her by the throat, whispering in her ear, “You ready for number 3 baby?”

Her eyes widened as she weakly replied, catching her breath, “You said one or two. I already came twice.”

With a mischievous smirk, Zion eyed her naked body with the same hunger he had when she first walked through the door. “Yeah well I also said I’d make it worth your while. What can I say? I’m an overachiever,” he chuckled darkly, easing her off of his length. She winced at the newfound emptiness.

“All fours for me baby,” he rasped, sitting up and allowing her to spread out on her hands and knees in front of him.

“Yes daddy,” she did as she was told. Her glistening core and the remarkable roundedness of her rump on full display. He palmed a large handful of her ass, earning a sharp inhale from her.

“So good for me baby,” Zion whispered, palming more of her flesh into his hand before winding it back for another good slap across her right buttcheek. She moaned loudly in response, falling forward on her elbows from the impact.

He lined himself up, teasing her entrance. The tickle of his squishy head rubbing against her opening was becoming unbearable as she was aching to be filled up for a second time. At the sound of Riley whimpering with her bottom lip caught between her teeth, Zion pushed into her slowly, egged on by her surprised gasp. Just as he was about to fill her to her hilt, he took a moment to admire how he seemed to fit inside her so perfectly, almost as if he was the sword to her sheath.

He started off slow to allow Riley to adjust and to ensure that he didn’t bust immediately. He’d been holding off from his release to make sure his girl had gotten multiple. So, needless to say, he was at risk of busting very soon.

His slow thrusts eventually stilled to a complete halt. Before she could open her mouth to complain, his hand came down to spank her bottom once again. He kneaded the area he just slapped as he grumbled to her, “Throw that shit back for me, mama.” And without skipping a beat, Riley began to rock herself back and forth, allowing her ass to crash against him continuously. The sound of her cheeks clapping against his front and her strangled moans at the feeling of getting herself off on him was like music to his ears.  

“Who’s making you feel this good baby?” Zion questioned with yet another smack to her rear.

“You daddy, only you,” she drawled on, speeding up slightly out of an eagerness to please him.

He was so blown away by her ability to take him so well. But he was not surprised when her movements eventually lost their rhythm, knowing she was probably close to her peak. So in an attempt to regain control, he roughly locked his hands at her hips before ramming into her at a relentless pace.

“Oh my god Zion!” she shouted, leaving her mouth hanging wide open. Her strained cries became louder with every snap of his hips.

If this assault on her insides wasn’t enough, not only did Zion dig his knees further into the sheets, allowing himself to lean back and pound into her at a deliciously pleasurable new angle, but he also skimmed his fingers down her front to ferociously rub circles into her pearl. The sensation was almost too much to bear, especially considering the two orgasms she already had under her belt. Her eyes flew shut as she hit her forearm against the bed repeatedly in a motion that most wrestlers would recognize as a “tap out.”

“Ah fuck, m’not gonna last daddy!” she screamed, legs beginning to quiver.

“Me either baby,” he grunted shortly before she pulsed around him so deliciously, milking him for every hot spurt he had in him.

They languidly rode out their climaxes together until Zion gently pulled out of Riley allowing them both to lay back against his satin pillowcases. She clung to his side nuzzling her face into his chest, appreciative of the post-orgasm high he provided her.

“Okay, ‘Mr. Overachiever’,” Riley sighed, still a bit out of breath as she looked up at him with her bright eyes and lazy smile.

“Mmm, I like the sound of that,” he hummed, smacking an obnoxious smooch to her cheek, “Where’s your phone? I’m changing my name in your contacts to that right now.”

He eyed her brightly colored, flower pressed phone case from across the room and attempted to climb off the bed to retrieve the girl’s smartphone from the couch where, until that moment, it had been forgotten.

“No, stoppp,” she giggled, slinging her leg across his torso and pushing his shoulders into the mattress before he could even make a move. He playfully grabbed at her waist, tickling her sides to try to overpower her. She squirmed under his grasp.

“Nah, I’m changing that shit. Maybe people will see it and think I’m tutoring you for once. Whatchu think?” he joked, his hearty laugh combining with her pleading giggles.

Their tickle fight continued until it devolved into a soft, comfortably silent cuddle between them, thoughts of paper deadlines or interfering roommates being long forgotten, and Zion wouldn’t have it any other way.

#i was gonna have nick walk in on them #i kinda wish i wrote that bc it would've been hilarious #chan's 700 challenge #zion kuwonu #zion kuwonu smut #zion kuwonu imagine #prettymuch smut #prettymuch imagine #prettymuch

[thewnchstrs]

happy halloween! it’s fic time, baby!

Dean X Reader

Lawrence Pie Co.: Being new in town, you decided to get to know what the Lawrence, Kansas has to offer. Little did you know you would find the most delicious pie you’ve ever tasted and an even more delicious man. | @whatareyousearchingfordean​​​

Warm Enough: Dean helps you warm up | @misssamericaschavez​​​

Tainted Love: when Charlie tags along on a hunt, neither of you can help it when it comes to taunting the boys at a red light. | @bi-danvers0​​

Series Rewrite | @adorable-dean-winchester​​​

Massage | @theliveshipparagon​​

We Meet Again:  After a case went sideways, Dean found himself in a difficult situation. When he things that this could be his end, he ends up bumping with an old friend of his, that maybe can help him. | @alwaysdreamingforthebest​​

Sober: Dean has struggled with alcoholism for a quite a while and one day, he snaps at the reader and the reader snaps him back into shape. | Male!Reader | @somebodyto-love​​

Missing: You walked away, taking a break but now you are missing. | @allonsy-yesiwill​​

COLOR: AU where your entire life you’ve only seen in black and white, until you receive the first touch from your soulmate and color blooms before your eyes. | @supernaturalthisfanfic​​

What a Wonderful Way To Say I Love You: Dean and (Y/n) are married, with a surprise awaiting them. | @the--blackdahlia​​

Journey: The reader observes the Winchesters while hunting and maybe become friends with them, because she really needs help from her former mentor…but he is dead, and now the boys are the only ones who can help her. | @justsomedreaming​​

A Letter From Dean | @protectteamfreewill​​

Calling For You: When Dean is given the mark, you didn’t think things could get any worse. That is until the love of your life dies, and his body vanishes. Y/n will do anything and everything to get him back, even if that means she gets hurt. | @abbyilr1967​​

Where: Frustrated, you make a call to a certain hunter, hoping he can help you out and as he does, you learn where he is. | @lettersofwrittencollective​​

You’ve Never Heard of Them?: Dean gets introduce to Greta Van Fleet by an unexpected guest. | @nicole-lynne​​

Someday We Could: Dean and the reader have been friends since childhood and when they were younger they made a deal where if neither of them were married by 35 they would get married, but the last thing they expected was to actually fall for each other. | @my-proof-is-you​​

I Remember: Due to an accident while on a hunt, you don’t remember Dean, the love of your life. | @itsjustmeiguessallrightthen​​

King For A Day | @bangtasticbobby​​

Moondance: You and Dean share an intimate moment around campfire light and the voice of Van Morrison. | @winchester-fantasies​​

What Mattered Most: Dean wakes to find she’s gone. What would make his best friend leave him? Sam may just know. | @jerkbitchidjitassbutt​​

Birthday Surprise: On Dean’s birthday, Reader gives him a surprise which might just be a payback of his New Year surprise to her. | @yetanotherreader​​

Throne of Lavender: He puts the reader on a high pedestal. No way he is good enough for her. She is very loving touchy feeling with Sam and Cas but not so much dean because she thinks dean finds it annoying because of how he reacts to everyone else getting her attention. | @tloveswriting​​

Nobody Stops For Strangers: On the way to a hunt, Dean and Y/N run into a stranger on the side of the road. They learn the hard way why nobody stops for strangers. | @heyyy-hey-babyyy​​

Morning Madness: You’re pregnant with Dean’s baby, and the hormones are getting to you. | @simam12​​

When you leave the bunker with Dean for some days off | @winchestersuniverses​​

Have Mercy On Me:  You have always had an unusual gift of foresight that has helped you become one of the best hunters in the region. When you started working with the Winchester’s everything was smooth sailing. Until you started catching a few feelings for the oldest brother and now, as new nightmares are haunting you day and night, you wonder if this is a sign or a warning of what is to come. | @madleeindifferent​​

Sam X Reader

Not Ready: Sam tells you he loves you, but you’re not ready to say it back. | @river-fics​​

Sharing: You went to the nearest motel after a particularly bad hunt, only to find there a not enough beds for all of you. | @superupernatural​​

Part One | @fiftyshadesgrl​​

Kisses From My Pumpkin: During an off day, you, Sam, and Jack decide the bunker needs to new decorations for the fall season. | @itswinchesterwritings​​

After Hours | @sorenmarie87​​

Tequila, Bones and Bruises:  reader is a hunter that the boys have known since they were young because John took care of her when her dad was away or something like that. She and Sam have always liked each other but after Jess he’s too scared to do anything about it. | @too-many-baes​​

Sunflowers: Your day is ruined and Sam tries his best to make it better. | @percussiongirl2017​​

We Need Her: After the reader’s break up with Sam, she left the Winchesters and started a new life as a hunter/performer in a club. Fast forward 1 year, the Winchesters are working on a case with some really powerful demon werewolves and they find the reader because she’s the only one that can help them in this case… but what happens when Sam falls in love with her over again. | @is-jus-me​​

Research Assistant | @reigningqueenofwords

Cas X Reader

Loose Feathers | @sxftgray​​

Celestial Purity:  After defeating a witch on a hunt, Castiel and the reader find a lingering threat! | @gone-to-fight-the-fairies​​

Sleeping Grace | @luna-jaden-shadow​​

The Nightmare Before Christmas: the reader makes Cas watch Nightmare before Christmas with her. | @cocos-cocoapuffsarenotforsale​​

First Mate: Fluffy Halloween themed drabble. | @thran-duils​​

Caught With The Angel: Sam and Dean are overprotective of their little sister when they catch her with Cas. | @lazydoodlesandfanfic​​

Archangel’s Bane: What if i tell you that Lucifer was cast out of Heaven because of… love? | @sarcastic-space-gal​​

Weapons | @jtownraindancer​​

Nephilim News: You have some rather shocking news for Castiel, and you don’t quote know how to feel, or how to tell him. | @featurelengthfics​​

It’s A Cold And It’s A Broken Hallelujah | @marie12141989​​

Other

This is Team Free Will | Winchester!Sister | @justabigassnerd​​

You’re Not Him | Jack X Reader | @mirkwoodshewolf​​

Broken Family AU | @womanoflettersinthebunker​​​

A Dangerous Game: Ten years. No more, no less. But now the clock has run out, and it’s time to negotiate a new deal with the King of Hell. | Crowley X Reader | @risingphoenix761​​

The Heart Wants What It Wants: The Ackles oldest daughter Y/N has been growing up hiding a secret from her whole family and the entire world. She tries her best to keep it hidden, until one day her secret is released to the world. | daughter!reader | @thevelvetseries​​

So, This is Heaven Huh? | no pairing | @saltandburnbabyy​​

So...I just realized...that I’ve been shot | Winchester!Sister | @daughters-and-winsisters​​

Who Ya Gonna Call? | Sam Wilson X Reader | @amethyst-dreams-and-candy-canes​

Halloween: It’s Halloween day, you’ve decorated the bunker and cooked snacks with Jack while the Winchester’s and Castiel were out on a hunt.| Jack X Reader | @nougat-nephilim​​

Imagines

Imagine having to reassure Dean that you’re okay while you’re in the hospital | Dean X Reader | @badass-dora-milaje​​

Imagine a witch turn you into a dog and Dean takes care of you until the spell wears off | Dean X Reader | @bringmesomepie56​​​

First Date + Afterward (preferences) | @spnforeverblog​​

It’s Been A While | Dean X Reader | @canyouimaginethatstory​​

Imagine Sam offering to accompany you to a movie | Sam X Reader | @blissfullylostinarabbithole​​

Imagine spending Halloween with Dean | Dean X Reader | @queenlists​​

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[a-very-fond-farewell]

The forbidden crack! Untamed prompts: 20/?

CLAMP AU [Wei WuXian & Mo XuanYu are twin brothers edition]: “Yiling BABYLON”

[the reverse!TokyoBabylon au nobody asked for]

[ok. hear me out. I know it sounds weird but. hear me out. this is my second prompt based on a CLAMP work and it will sound far fetched but...trust me. the original manga is named “Tokyo Babylon” and it involves twins of a renowned family of magicians/exorcists working to solve mysteries in their town + a forbidden love between one of said twins and a man belonging to a rival family.]

[reasons why I thought of this prompt based on such source:

1). I know. I am aware. It would have made much more sense to have the Twin Jades of Lan be the exorcists of the situation. but Mo XuanYu deserves to go on adventures as well and, also, the twins in CLAMP’s manga are much more easygoing than the Two Jades so. artistic license. sue me.

2). I wanted Lan WangJi to be ruthless and cold blooded against his will.

3). in this prompt of mine I had to twist a couple of things but.............spare me.

4). the aesthetic bro. the drip.

(which is to say I wanted WWX and MXY to wear the fanciest/most atrocious 80’s/90’s style shit possible. it would have made much more sense for WWX to be the one designing the clothes bc he totally would, but I let poor MXY have his fun with this. also they are both adults in the story)

5). yep. that’s basically it.

anyway, enjoy!]

[under the cut babyyy]

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Fast paced is the existence of what hides festering the darkness and gray areas of the world, especially in a city like Yiling, where spirits of every kind haunts the realm of the living looking for retribution and vengeance. Neon lights flickering aimlessly in the night as mysterious happenings attract the attention of many. Be it a vending machine suddenly dripping blood from every crevice and nook, or a hanged body making its appearance in a public toilet downtown.

Night after night new ghosts slither through the cracks of reality and slip into this world. Like oil stains spreading out in the endless ocean, rotting away in the corners of Yiling, forgotten and free to gather as much resentful energy from every living source as possible day after day. Making it impossible for the residents to sleep peacefully ever again.

Among such chaos a family was allowed to prosper and shine: the Sanren Clan, household of indisputable fame in their approach to grant peace to the dead. Powerful exorcists as they are, they developed a new kind of purification ritual over centuries of serving the emperor, to the point nobody can rival them in the matters of the underworld. Head of the clan is Wei WuXian, twenty-five-year-old grandmaster of demonism with an eye for the occult and a genius mind to aid him in his endeavors. His twin brother XuanYu, although lacking the spiritual energy required to perform full exorcisms alone, was gifted with a talent for memorization and array design that is unrivaled in the entire nation. Despite being born from a lesser known branch of the Sanren Clan, their incommensurable assets were deemed worthy of attention by the elders and they were allowed to participate in night expeditions since they were children.

But the life of a master of the dead is rarely prone to peace and Wei WuXian fears the day his spiritual energy will give up on him and let him be devoured by the souls under his care. Techniques like “Empathy”, for instance, require him to be briefly possessed by ghosts in order to understand how to help them cross the bridge between the two realms; while demonic possession drains his body as well as his memories in exchange to grant a spirit an outburst through his very body. His twin brother worries for him and tries his best to allow them to live normal lives, insisting they live separately from the rest of the Clan to enjoy their youth.

After all, the Wen Family protects them from harm and Wen Qing herself has suggested for other members of the Clan to take over Wei WuXian’s workload whenever possible, so not to overwork him to death. Hence, ever since Elder BaoShan granted XuanYu’s request, the twins, along with their bodyguard Wen Ning and personal physician Wen Qing, have tried to live relatively normal lives as any other young adult their age. Spending their days playing board games and going shopping, visiting new art galleries and practicing sports.

The bond between Wei WuXian and his brother is so deep the eldest knows he is transparent to XuanYu and that no lie will be strong enough to convince him that everything is fine. So he lets his younger brother do as he pleases, helping him around the small clothing design studio where XuanYu works at even if they are rich and technically don’t lack money at all. He also accepts to live in a minuscule apartment with him and their two friends just to indulge his “need to live like normal college students for once”, even if none of them are enrolled in university. Wei WuXian enjoys the little things his brother is determined to give him and tries to relax by day... knowing too well he has to work by night and channel resentful energy for corpses and spirits to peacefully pass the threshold of the otherworld.

The fact that they also made a new friend in the last year is also one of the reasons XuanYu seems so keen on letting his older brother live outside of the Sanren estate. A quiet man in his thirties named Lan WangJi who works as a veterinarian nearby their apartment. XuanYu has noticed for a while how kindly the man treats Wei WuXian, how fondly he answers to the other’s teasing and jokes, how invested he looks in the younger man’s wellbeing. It would be cruel to separate them.

Certainly, the fact that the Lan Clan is known for harvesting assassins since the beginning of time would be a hindrance to their friendship, and the elders would definitely order the twins to go back home. But, since Lan WangJi doesn’t seem interested in following such bloodied path, XuanYu indulges his brother and plays along with every joke and trick, insisting how little the veterinarian fits in the Lan Clan at every opportunity.

Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian already met in the past, during a mission at night when the latter was barely eighteen and a spirit had just ceased possessing his body, leading him to the culprit of their murder. Lan WangJi had just returned from yet another purge, his fingers still holding the guqin string he had used to cut the throats of his Clan’s enemies. Tired and bored of that life, Lan WangJi found Wei WuXian’s presence refreshing for the small time they spent together on Yiling Bridge that particular night. Even if the boy looks out of it after being possessed, carefree and kind, gentle. Impressed with the younger’s ability to empathize with evil creatures, Lan WangJi made a bet with the boy: that they would meet again in the future and that if, after spending one year together, he were to fall for Wei WuXian, he would stop being a killer and leave the Lan Clan for good.

The only thing Wei WuXian remembers of that night was that he revealed his real name to a stranger on a bridge at night, and that now someone in that town lives knowing him as Wei Ying, not Wei WuXian grandmaster of demonism. So he’s always looking for that person, hoping to meet them again, unaware of the truth, believing to have developed feelings for someone whose existence resembles more a dream than anything else.

Now, one year has passed since the day Lan WangJi has entered the twins’ lives and things have changed. Demons and spirits have become more aggressive over the last few months, whispering to Wei WuXian to get them the revenge they deserve, corrupting his mind with persuasive words and violent acts, making his blood boil and his memories fade night after night. After one particularly long mission XuanYu takes his older brother to Lan WangJi in a fit of panic, asking him to help. Blood is gushing out of Wei WuXian’s eyes, ears, mouth and nostrils; the situation escalated almost to the point of no return, now that even Wen Qing is unconscious and has been taken to safety at the Sanren estate by Wen Ning himself. The demon asked for a price too high, shaking Wei WuXian from the inside out to the point he inadvertently pushed Wen Qing out the way and made her hit her head.

But the sight of human blood awakens something in Lan WangJi, something he had tried to forget about and suppress for months the moment he had met Wei WuXian for the second time in his life, one year ago. Something falls in place and as he watches Wei WuXian regain consciousness he breaks one of his arms and tries to kill him.

XuanYu defends his brother with all his might, throwing talismans to the older man’s face until one of them catches him off guard and blinds him in his right eye.

Lan WangJi is forced to escape, but not before XuanYu is able to cast a spell on him. For as long as he will live, XuanYu will always know where Lan WangJi hides and no amount of spiritual energy will erase the trace.

Dragging his sobbing brother back to the estate, XuanYu reveals what happened to Elder BaoShan, feeling guilty for having trusted a Lan despite the warnings. Elder BaoShan tries to heal Wei WuXian’s injuries and make the early signs of qi deviation regress at the best of her abilities, but in doing so she sacrifices her spiritual energy to the point of losing her sight. Wei WuXian, traumatized by Lan WangJi’s betrayal, has a flashback of that mission from seven years ago and realizes the person he was looking for is the man who introduced himself as Lan Zhan.

Heartbroken, Wei WuXian falls in a coma and XuanYu lets the resentful energy overtake him to the point he decides to go look for Lan WangJi and seek revenge himself. He dies in the attempt and the bond with his twin brother breaks, the backlash so strong Wei Ying wakes up and immediately knows his baby brother is no more.

Assuming the worst, he takes his time healing before deciding to look for Lan Zhan himself and kill him for erasing XuanYu’s existence from the face of the earth.

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[spoiler, MXY was killed by the Lan Elders to keep their location a secret and they used LWJ’s unconscious body as bait to lure him out while he was consumed with resentful energy. in this case LWJ is innocent.]

#wangxian #mdzs #cql #the untamed #mdzs/au: clamp #mdzs/au: manga/anime inspired #mdzs/au:: modern #mdzs/au: tkbabylon #clamp #the forbidden crack! untamed prompts #mdzs/au: role-reversed

[taketheringtolohac]

1, 6, 14, 18, 29! :D

hi! thanks so much! i dont think ive ever gotten this many asks for an ask game this is super fun

1. the thing that got you into blaseball

a friend posted it in our discord server and i was like oh this sounds kind of cool and joined on a whim. that was four months ago and im still here lol

6.  storyline you keep coming back to again and again (e.g. mike townsend arc, jaylen hotdogfingers’ resurrection, snackrifice, tillman henderson’s return)

ok i’m gonna be real i dont really understand what this means but i guess i would have to say recently its been Parker, specifically how he keeps dying :( i miss my boy so much. ALSO Eduardo Ingram’s death, to which Leach Ingram has reacted in many ways to. Their marriage was an immutable law of the universe and now he’s DEAD and I’m sad and I think Leach is too.

14.  favorite “minor” character (player who’s rarely discussed)

is it illegal to just say all The Breath Mints? jk i know it is and my favorite player of ALL TIME is Dickerson Morse, former breath mint currently on his Steakout in Dallas doing his Private Investigations. He’s not exactly very good, but he’s got the spirit. Leach Ingram resident dirt bag who vapes souls and lives in the defunct shed on the meadow on the outskirts of town is also a very close second though. Live Laugh Leach babyyy

18.  a headcanon you’ll Always believe

Rodriguez Internet aka Rod.Net wears mint green JNCO jeans and that’s why he gets caught stealing so often. JNCO jeans are Rod’s favorite pants and he has given every single mint a pair, most of them wear them because they’re nice. JNCO’s are somehow the mints official pants now.

29. favorite garages song(s) if you listen to the garages. also yes you have to pick only one i will NOT accept an “ohhhhh this is so hard to choooooooooose” for this question. whatever you think of first when you hear the question “what’s your favorite song by the garages?” is the answer you have to defend now

FLIP THE LIMIT AND NOW WE’RE IN IT THE REVERB’S GOT US FEELING LIKE A NEW BAAAND LIKE A NEW BAND WITH THE LIMITER RELEASE

(mike townsend knows what hes gotta do is also a very close second though @ every one who follows me listen to mike townsend (knows what he’s gotta do) on spotify it goes so hard)

Send me a blaseball ask! ⚾

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[fallen-imagine-angel]

New in Town - Steve Harrington x Reader

Notes: I love John Mulaney so that’s why I titled it the way I did. Sorry not sorry :) but this fic is short & sweet! Let me know if you guys want a part 2 because that is definitely possible. Please leave a like/comment/reblog, it really helps! Thank you!

Summary: You’re new in town and the cute boy at Scoops Ahoy wants to get your number.

New in Town

Steve Harrington x Reader

Requested?: Yes, by anonymous: “Could I request a Steve x reader where shes Dustin's cousin, and Robin & Dustin work together to be Steve's wingmen on asking her out?”

Word Count: 1,245 (short but sweet)

Warnings: I don’t think there are st3 spoilers? Otherwise, it’s pure fluff, babyyy. 

You walk into Starcourt Mall. It’s your second day in Hawkins, Indiana. You were supposed to be going to college this year, but your mother forced you to take a gap year and stay with your aunt and cousin, the Hendersons. You had argued against it, but once you saw Dustin again, you decided that ultimately it was for the better. You needed a break from the craziness of your hometown.

Little did you know, the craziness of Hawkins, Indiana outweighs your hometown tenfold. 

“One, uh, small chocolate ice cream, please.” You tell the guy at the counter.

“You...look familiar. Do I know you?” The boy asks, his fluffy hair bouncing as he moves. You raise your eyebrows.

“Um, no? I’m new here, I just arrived a couple of days ago…” You trail off, furrowing your brows.

“(Y/n), there you are!” Your little cousin, Dustin, arrives at the ice cream shop.

“This is your cousin you were telling me about?” The guy behind the counter’s eyes go wide. You frown.

“You told people about me?” You look at Dustin with confusion.

“Only him,” Dustin replies, winking at the guy. Steve gives the curly-haired boy a dangerous look.

“Um, I’m sorry, who are you?” You turn to the guy.

“I-I’m Steve. It’s nice to meet you.” He extends his hand.

“(Y/n)...nice to meet you, too,” You say, shaking his hand. You let go and look at Steve expectantly.

“Oh- your ice cream!” He gasps and gets to work making your ice cream.

“Steve’s a real lady killer, (Y/n).” Dustin nudges you. You give him a weird look.

“Okay, weirdo, I don’t care. I’m not from here, remember?” You nudge him back. He chuckles.

“Is this another point for the ‘you suck’ side?” A girl pops out from the back room, putting another tally on a whiteboard.

“Wha- no! Robin, stop!” Steve goes red in the face, pushing the girl into the back room and shutting the windows.

“Can I just...get my ice cream, please?” You frown sadly, looking at the ice cream half-heartedly.

“Um, yeah, sure. Sorry.” Steve gets back to making your ice cream, still red. He finishes and gives it to you. 

“How much?” You take out your wallet.

“It’s on the house.” He smiles at you. You raise your eyebrows.

“You sure?” You ask, shocked that he’d give a stranger free ice cream. You suppose you know him by association, though.

“Yeah, totally. I’ll see you around?” His face seems hopeful as he smiles at you again. You give him a small smile back.

“Yeah, hopefully.” You nod and walk off with your ice cream.

~3rd Person POV~

“Dude, did you see that? She smiled at me!” Steve looks over at Dustin once you’re out of earshot.

“Yeah, I did. But my cousin’s a tough one, just because she smiled at you doesn’t mean she’ll date you.” Dustin warns Steve.

“Dude, just because a girl smiles at you never means that they necessarily want to date you.” Steve hits Dustin lightly in the shoulder.

“True.” Dustin shrugs.

“Big deal, she smiled at you. So what? No, Steve, you need to get her number. That’s when you should celebrate.” Robin walks out of the back room, ice cream scoop in hand.

“How do I do that?” Steve asks as worry etches onto his features.

“Next time she comes here, you just smoothly ask her for her number. You can say something like you want to give her a tour around town from a local, or something. Maybe even say that you’d like to become her friend. Be nice, be casual.” Robin crosses her arms, acting like it should be obvious.

“How will I be sure that she’s going to come back?” Steve asks, running a hand through his hair.

“I’ll make sure she does. I’ll get her here.” Dustin smiles at the pair of teenagers.

“Perfect. I’ll be in the back room the entire time. It’ll go down tomorrow after lunch, got it?” Robin points at Dustin.

“Got it.” Dustin salutes and walks off.

“Are you sure I can do this?” Steve asks, doubting himself.

“No. But I am sure that I give great advice, so you’ll be fine, Steve,” Robin pats his arm, “now get back to scooping ice cream. My lunch break isn’t over yet.” 

~Back to your POV~

The next day, you’re hanging out with Dustin. 

“(Y/n)! Let’s go get ice cream. Please, please, please?” He pleads, dragging you over to Scoops Ahoy. You roll your eyes.

“If this is to get me to talk to Steve--”

“No! Why would I do that?” He cuts you off, acting way too nonchalant. You sigh.

“Hey, you’re back!” Steve perks up when he sees you walk into the store. You nod.

“Yeah, Dustin wanted ice cream. I suppose I’ll get some, too. Can I have a scoop of chocolate ice cream? And Dustin can have his usual.” You tell him, looking over at Dustin. If you’re being honest, you wouldn’t mind Steve asking you out, he is cute. You’re just not sure why your cousin is so set on getting the two of you to date.

“Coming right up.” Steve gets your order ready, setting it down. You pay.

“Alright, Dusty, you ready to go?” You hum, taking a bite of your ice cream.

“Um, not yet. I gotta go to the bathroom. Wait for me here?” He grins at you, giving Steve a thumbs up as he leaves.

“Kids.” You scoff, laughing as you take another bite of ice cream.

“I know...right? They’re, um, weird.” Steve rubs the back of his neck nervously.

“You know another thing that’s weird? You, right now. What’s going on?” You ask, pointing your spoon at him.

“M-Me? Weird? What, that’s...crazy.” He clears his throat, giving you a weak smile. You give him a look.

“Spill.” 

“Fine, I just want to ask you for your number.” He sighs dejectedly, looking down at the counter.

“Okay, do you have a pen? I’ll write it down.” You set your ice cream down. His head shoots up.

“Wait, you said yes? I wasn’t expecting that.” He grabs a napkin and a pen, handing them to you. You write your number down.

“Yeah, sure. I mean, your cute and you’re good friends with my little cousin, so what’s the problem?” You slide the napkin back over to him, your number written neatly on the front.

“I- um, wow. Thanks.” He breathes out, sticking the napkin in his pocket.

“I expect a call from you soon. Preferably to ask me to dinner or something.” You hum, picking your ice cream back up as you see Dustin coming back.

“W-Wha-- seriously?” Steve’s eyes go wide at your words.

“Oh, look, Dustin’s back. See you later, Stevie.” You wink at him, pushing yourself off the counter and walking away with Dustin.

“Wait! (Y/n)!” Steve calls after you, ultimately giving up. Robin walks out from the back.

“She’s good at what she does. Hey, mind if I get that number off you, Steve?” Robin grins, nudging him in the arm. He stares at you as you walk away, laughing with Dustin.

“No way, Robin. She likes me and I am not going to screw this one up.” He breathes out, a wide smile making its way onto his face.

“Whatever you say, Harrington. You better call her tonight.” She snorts, going behind the counter.

“There’s no way you can stop me from calling her tonight.”

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[zutaras-where-its-at]

Can you recommend Zutara/ Atla oneshots? Can be anything, canon, au, angst, fluff, humor. Maybe ones that arent super obvious, or you think deserve more attention.

Ooooohhhh babyyy. One-shots are my SHIT.

Here is another fic rec list I made a little bit ago with a few others!

oracle bones by orphan_account

(T) (Romance/Drama) “The foreign, pictorial characters that bracelet Zuko's left wrist have never been covered in any of his lessons. He cannot read them. And then he turns thirteen, and his father burns his wrist along with his face.” // Soulmate AU to top all soulmate aus. I will warn that it’s a private fic available to only those with an AO3 account.

The Assassin AU by Like A Dove

(M) (Romance/Smut) “Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation does not consider himself a murderer. He is a protector. Written for Zutara Month 2014.” // Okay, I admit that this is technically a two shot, but it’s short enough to be included here. Also, second chapter contains smut, so underage readers: Beware!”

Matches to Paper Dolls by Mechanical Orange

(T) (Romance/Tragedy) “It's all too perfect when their eyes meet, and all too familiar when it doesn't last. Some people are doomed from the start.” // This one hurts. A lot. But the beautiful writing helps assuage the pain, I promise.

Like Razors On My Lips by songofhopeandhonor

(T) (Romance/Friendship/Drama) “She ensconces herself in an enemy shrine only to bump into the one enemy she is unprepared to face. Early S3. Oneshot. Zutara.” // I love sweet and soft Zutara as much as the next person, but sometimes you just need a lil antagonistic, not-quite-friends-yet Zutara to satisfy the mood.

Leave Your Spirit by Like A Dove

(T) (Romance/Angst/Family) “A woman's heart is full of secrets. Katara knows this better then anyone. A "what if Kya was Zuko's?" one-shot. Canon compliant up until S02E04 of Legend of Korra.” // Such an incredibly bittersweet canon alternative.

The One You Knew by Light of Jah

(T) (Romance/Angst) “Six times Iroh accurately read Zuko's heart, and one time he didn't.” // Okay, this one absolutely stings, but in the best way.

As If Death Itself Was Undone by archiveidiotjello

(T) (Romance/Angst) “Z/K Finale AU "'It's not right to linger like this,' says the Death Spirit. 'I don't want to leave her,' Zuko says. 'They never do.'" After being struck by Azula's lighting, Zuko rejects death.” // One of my all time favorites that I find myself revisiting constantly. Perfect for those who have just watched the finale and need a nice, indulgent, fix-it fic.

Wish I Was The Moon by Like A Dove

(T) (Romance/Drama) “After getting into a fight with Zuko the night before his wedding to Mai, Katara starts to come to the painful realization that in order to truly be happy, that you first must learn to be happy with yourself. A story about a journey of self-discovery. Written for Zutara Week: Seasons.” // By now, you should know that everything Like A Dove writes is flawless, and this is no exception.

Even So by lewilder

(T) (Romance) “A hundred years after Avatar Roku stops the Fire Nation’s attempts to take over the world, uprisings begin again in the Fire court. After the battles, the new Fire Lord, Zuko, seeks to reaffirm old alliances and looks for a bride from the Southern Water Tribe. Zutara, AU.” // Sososososo beautiful and fulfilling. aka Katara is a bamf and Zuko is a sweetheart.

Five by nikkiRA

(G) (Humor/Family) “‘Five is my favourite number,’ he says one day at breakfast. They have been married for fifteen years; quiet is only a five letter word.” // This honestly managed to make me literally laugh out loud, and it is so adorably perfect.

Senior Discounts by nymja

(G) (Romance/Humor) “Former Fire Lord Zuko treats Katara out to a night on the town after Jinora’s tattoo ceremony. Or: how Zuko is awkward with girls at any age.” // I love this with all my heart, because it’s one of the best written Zuko characterizations I’ve seen in awhile. You need to read this fic if you think that Zuko is anything but a totally socially-inept, romantically-allergic nerd.

Toph Called It Love by Beacon

(G) (Romance/Humor) “While others may have been blind, Toph could see it all...” // This is insanely cute.

After Everything... by bulletproofteacup

(G) (Romance) “Days before the comet, Katara wonders what the future will be like.” // A short and sweet lil drabble for your season 3 heart.

the dream we dream together here by raisindeatre

(T) (Romance/Angst) “*shows up late with Starbucks* Anyway, this is my very late submission for ZK Week 2017, under the Day 6 ‘Soulmates’ prompt (namely: the idea that you see your soulmate as a ghost after s/he dies, which is… admittedly just a very flimsy excuse for me to write my two favourite things: snow and angst, but oh well)” // Jesus wept.

Zutara Drabble by paintcdladys

(G) (Romance) “I made a zutara drabble. It’s cliche, leave me alone.” // Post-canon and the cutest thing I’ve ever read.

the right to remain silent by raisindeatre

(T) (Humor) “‘my dad is a cop and i just called him and he was like ‘hey i have a 17 year old boy in the back of my cop car right now that i’m running him to the station’ and i asked if he was cute and my dad said ‘Hey, my daughter wants to know if you’re cute’ and the guy said ‘i want to say yes, sir’ and my dad started laughing so hard’ AU” // Hilarious, cute, heart-warming, and full of Hakoda and Zuko content that I didn’t know I needed.

Unrequited by chromeknickers

(T) (Romance/Angst) “Love unrequited is the same as love returned, for love is measured by its fullness and its purity, not by its acceptance. — A collection of Zutara drabbles and ficlets.” // A beautiful and heart-wrenching collection that somehow satisfies your Zutara craving yet simultaneously breaks your heart all over again.

Always the Light by Treacle Chip

(K) (Romance/Angst/Fluff) “In the midst of the grand scheme of things, there are little moments that no one ever gets to see... Well, almost no one. Zutara, from Appa's point of view.” // Such a sweet and pure oneshot.

#okay i know there are so many more than just this but i didnt wanna get too carried away #go check out all of these authors bc they all have incredible fics #zutara #katara #zuko #fic rec #oneshots #anon

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Lol explain Kingdom hearts to me. Like all of it. Cause I'm confused as fk. Not KH3 tho cause I'm still going through it.

buckle up lads

so theres a buncha keyblade masters called foretellers and theyre all runnin round like headless chickens cause their master disappeared and nobodys telling each other anything so they all start fightin (except this one guy luxu voiced by max mittleman, he grabbed a box and high tailed it outta there) and then it sparks a keyblade war for all the light in kingdom hearts i think ??? and then i legit forget what happens from here because i hate ux with every fiber of my being but it made this cool place called a keyblade graveyard, its pretty dope.

fast forward 1000 years and we got the cool wayfinder trio all living in land of departure about to take their mark of mastery except terra doesnt pass because Mark Hamil Said Darkness Sucks. also we meet this old guy Xehanort he kinda sucks a lot. theres these enemies called unversed rolling around and mark hamil tells aqua and terra to go stop them but ventus said HEY IM COMING TO and ran after terra so aquas left to be the mom to bring them both home idk and its revealed ventus is made of pure light and xehanort literally split the darkness form his heart and it made vanitas-- hes responsible for all the unversed, he sucks, we dont like him but we love him-- in an effort to forge this thing called the X-Blade (PRONOUNCED LIKE KEY BLADE I HATE THIS SERIES) that will open the door to kingdom hearts, and the x-blade can only be made when pure light and darkness clash, and like... restart the keyblade war and bring about balance?? idk. And xehanort wants to live long enough to see this happen so he literally possesses terras body. Cool! Just what the poor guy needed. Ven and vanitas fight and ven sacrifices himself so he goes to take a Very Long Nap and vanitas just dies like the bitch he is. But ven’s heart finds his way to baby 5yo sora who decides HEY ILL HOARD YOU IN MY HEART FOR THE NEXT 11 YEARS and thats why roxas looks like ventus. Aqua yeets him in the land of departure and then like..locks the world up and it turns into castle oblivion.  meanwhile terra and aqua punch each other and terras about to fall into a darkness pit but aqua sacrifces heself to get him out and so she ends up trapped there for 11 years and terra??is now terranort and has amnesia and this old dude Ansem The Wise finds him and adopts him and an apprentice. yeah. bet he wont regret that decision ; )

10 years later kh1 happens and sora and riku and kairi are chilling on destiny islands until it explodes and riku fucks off to the darkness and kairi fucks off to soras hearts -- i hope she said hi to ventus in there-- and sora ends up in traverse town where he meets donald and goofy. YOU SEE king mickey of disney castle also fucked off because worlds are disappearing to darkness and he left donald and goofy a note to go find The Key cause thatll help. so they do and they journey around with sora and become good buddies i love the trinity trio so much. eventually they meet riku at hollow bastion again and hes been posssessed by this dude Ansem whos not Ansem the Wise but is actually Xehanort’s Heartless (i hate this fucking series) and they find kairis comatose body chillin in the corner and they have a fight scene thats engraved in the memory of Everyone whos ever played PS2 KH1 KAIRI! KAIRI! OPEN YOUR EYES! ITS NO USE. THAT GIRL HAS LOST HER HEART. SHE CANNOT WAKE UP. oh my god why didnt they add a skip scene button. anyway they punch the possession outta riku and sora stabs himself with the keyblade to release kairis heart BUT it also releases his own heart which created his nobody, Roxas, who got vens heart???who thats why he looks like ven?? and it created namine who is kairis nobody because??i honestly forget i hate this goddamn series. anyway soras a heartless for a few minutes but kairi got her heart and life back and wanted to get some sweet sweet screentime and so she saved sora and restored him Thank you kairi. so sora dumps kairi off at traverse town and goes to give Ansem / Xehanort’s Heartless a good ol ass whopping ad they win and restore the worlds but kairi and sora are separated again I’LL COME BACK TO YOU, I PROMISE! I KNOW YOU WILL! WHEN YOU WALK AWAY YOU DONT HEAR ME SAY PLEAAAAAAASE OH BABYYY DONT GO oh also riku and king mickey and sora closed the door to kingdom hearts and trapped riku and mickey in the realm of darkness, that was a thing.

and then chain of memories happened. theyre in castle oblivion!!! whoa!! we meet the organization for the first time! whoa!!! we meet namine!! whoa!!! so like namine has sora-memory powers and can tinker with his memories and the memories of everyone hes connected to (AND HOLY FUCK IS THAT BOY CONNECTED TO A LOTTA PEOPLE NAMINE IS VERY POWERFUL) and the organization is making namine rewrite soras memories as he progresses throuhg castle oblivion to turn him into marluxias pawn so he cna use sora to like..overhtrow the organization, i think?? i hate this seriees. but it all works out in the end except soras memories are so scrambled he decides to sleep for a year to get all the right ones back. MEANWHILE RIKUS IN THE BASEMENT OF CASTLE OBLIVION and hes fighting his own demons i mean darkness i mean ansem i mean xehanorts heartless and he meet up with mickey a few times and then he meets DiZ and he also meets a replica of himself--yeah by the way the organization is making replicas, That Sure Wont Ever Be Referenced Again : )-- and its this game that rikus like YEAH I CAN USE THE DARKNESS AS POWER AND STRENGTH and HES GONNA WALK THE ROAD TO DAWN and then every riku rper put dawn in their url and i got confused trying to keep them all straight lord please help me im a little ol sammi

then we have 358/2 days for the DS which i never replayed cause it was tedious af which is all about the organization and roxas’s time in the organization and meeting his best buds axel and xion and saix standing in the corner being a jealous little binch PLEASE SAIX JUST BE NICE THEYLL GIVE YOU ICE CREAM TOO IF YOU ASK POLITELY Xion is another replica except shes a replica of sora but something got messed up and she got his memories of kairi which is why she looks like her but with black hair for whatever reason, i think nomura just wanted a cool goth girl to add to the series and we all thank him for it, and she and roxas become so close they kinda start influencing that weird memory shit going on and xion keeps trying to leave the organization to set things right but axel always gets stuck with the icky jobs and we got the iconic GO ON YOU JUST KEEP RUNNIN BUT ILL ALWAYS BE THERE TO BRING YOU BACK and i think around this time roxas is also super fed up with the organization and decides FUCK YALL IM DONE and punches saix and leaves. but xion finds him and they have a cool boss battle sequence got i love you xion you are a POWERHOUSE but roxas defeats her and she dies and its the saddest thing in the world AND NOBODY REMEMBERS HER WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ABOUT!!!! anyway roxas decides hes gonna punch kingdom hearts next cause it was xions last wish but riku, who is sporting a cool blindfold for edge, is like HEY WE NEED YOU TO WAKE UP SORA and roxas is all SORA THIS SORA THAT I DONT GIVE A FUCK and tey fight! and riku loses cause roxas has two keybladees! OBLIVION IS THE BEST KEYBLADE IT LOOKS SUPER COOL I LOVE IT SO MUCH WOW but riku rips off his blindfold and summons the darkness and he takes on ansems, xehanorts heartless, appearance and he squeezes roxas until he passes out and then they yeeted roxas into a data twilight town for a few days.

so enter kh2 with the 6 hours roxas tutorial in the data twilight town until he goes to find sora and returns to him. SO FINALLY AFTER AN ENTIRE YEAR sora wakes up with all his proper memories and so does donald and goofy and theyre like COOL LETS GO FIND RIKU AND KING MICKEY and they go journeying around the worlds again to stop the organization. meanwhile axels gettin desperate to see his best friend for life roxas again and kidnaps kairi but shes like HEY I AINT HAVING THAT and runs off and ends up in twilight town but axel finds her and kidnaps her anyway but then saix kidnaps her to the world that never was. and so soras like WE GOTTA GO SAVE KAIRI AND RIKU NOW cause by the way earlier like midpoint of the game maybe Mickey was like SAY FELLAS DID SOMEONE MENTION THE DOOR TO DARKNESS and its one of my favorite quotes in this hell franchise, so like THYE KNOW KING MICKEY IS OK that just leaves kairi and riku and stopping the organization. so they find kairi and they find riku and sora cries a bit and im just happy the destiny trio is together again. And DiZ showed up again, hes actually ansem the wise, and he talks about computers and hearts and research and xemnas, the organizations leader, is likeI WAS YOUR APPRENTICE! BUT YOU DIDNT LET ME DO ILLEGAL HUMAN EXPERIMENT SON HEARTS SO I KICKED YOU OUT AND RREMOVED MY OWN HEART AND THATS WHY THERES A HEARTLESS AND A NOBODY OF XEHANORT and ansem the wise is like YEAH BITCH and he explodes and riku turns back to normal but he also really needs a haircut. so they go punch xemnas in his zebra coat and riku and sora chill in the realm of darkness for about ten minute son the beach, i guess aqua was hanging out somewhere else, and they get a message form kairi in a bottle and the door to light opens and they go home and it was literally!!!!! a better fucking ending!!!! than kh3!!!!!!!!! thats my tea!!!!!!

so then we have KH3D, dream drop distance, which begins telling us ‘hey when you kill a heartless and a nobody that person is gonna be recompleted so uhhhhh xehanorts coming back Thats Not Good, make sora and riku do their mark of mastery test in the realm of sleep to get the power of waking’ and thats the whole game but its great because flowmotion! dream eaters!  TWEWY TWEWY TWEWY T W E W Y!!!!!! playable riku!!! fun worlds!!! soriku!!! except KH3D’s fatal flaw is THEY INTRODUCED TIME TRAVEL INTO THIS FUCKING COMPLEX HELL HOLE I WILL NEVER FORGIVE THEM FOR THAT. anyway rikus been doing a great hecking job!!!! except sora ended up in twtnw and kept chasing the dreams into the deepest pit of slumber and the organization broke his heart so they use him as one of xehanorts vessels [gesutres to my blog with will smith arms] yeeah babey. and riku is understandably like HEY GIVE ME MY FRIEND BACK and xehanort is like FUCK OFF TWINK and mickey and donald and goofy and axel, whos been recompleted as lea, arrive and steal comatose sora back form xehanort and xehanort monologues about the X-Blade split into 20 pieces- 7 of light, 13 of darkness- and so hes gonna make 13 vessels of darkness with his heart inside them and the guardians of light gotta gather 7 lights to clash and bringg about the keyblade war or bring about kingdom hearts, i-- i literally hate this series so much Why do you think i went on a year long hiatus??? i needed to calm the fuck down-- either way xehanort yeets off with his darknesses and soras STILL comatose and rikus like I WILL DIVE INTO HIS SLEEP AND SAVE HIM BECAUSE DEARLY BELOVED IS PLAYING AND if i continue this joke someones bound to get mad at me for ‘’’pushign a soriku agenda’’’ BUT YKNOW WHAT, RIKUS A REAL MVP AND PUNCHES A NIGHTMARE VEN AND SAVES SORA AND SORA HUGS HIM AND ITS GREAT AND I LOVE MY SONS SO MUCH and the kh3d ends with them saying ‘hey look kairis gonna do something!’ but Little Did We Know.

and thats your summary of what the fuck happened in kingdom hearts. i hate this game so much.

#outofxiii #long post #i didnt have to answer this like i did. ive been making a video all day long and im so close to finishing #i could have linked the Good Enough Summary of Kingdom Hearts video and went back to my own project #but no #here i am. i actually went and did this. i hate myself and i hate kingodm hearts #nobody come into my ask like Um Actually [x] Happened because its 2am and i assure you i do not care!! #Anonymous #!questions