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sebastianstanisahotmf · 6 months

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Forbidden fruit

Steve Rogers x Fem!reader

A/N Hey guys I'm re-posting all my fics. Also all mistakes are my own and comments, likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated xoxo

18+ MINORS FUCK OFF YOU'RE NOT OLD ENOUGH (I WARNED YOU)

Summary Your dad's best friend, Steve pays you a visit. (idk how to summarise this)

DO NOT REPOST ON ANY OTHER APPS/SITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.

Warnings fluff, Unprotected sex (use protection because you're not fictional), daddy kink, squirting, spitting, the word slut used like once or twice and one slap.

You weren’t expecting anyone today. Between your dad being at work and the lack of plans on your part you didn’t expect the loud knocks on the door at 4 o’clock in the afternoon. You cautiously tiptoed over to the door and looked through the peephole. You let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding when you saw it was Steve. You opened the door with a smile and tried not to stare at the man in front of you. After all he was your dad’s best friend.

“Hey darlin’ is your dad in?” Steve questioned while looking you up and down.

You were wearing some sweatpants and a t-shirt that belonged to your dad. You were home all day so you didn’t bother to put nicer clothes on.

“N-no” you stuttered trying not to focus on the wetness that is now soaking through your panties.

“He told me he wasn’t at work today” Steve said while walking into the kitchen to help himself to a beer.

“He said something about an emergency. I’m not sure though I wasn’t listening properly” you replied.

“I thought you were a good girl” Steve replied with a smirk.

You could feel your cheeks heating up with the praise.

“I-I was in the shower when he told me”

I wish I was there Steve thought as he looked at you hungrily.

“Actually I was here to see you princess” Steve said while watching your face closely.

“me?” you questioned.

“yes. I wanted to know if you meant to send me the photos of your pretty tits and the video of you playing with your pretty pussy.”

Oh my fucking god y/n you thought to yourself. “o-oh I-I’m really sorry Steve t-they weren’t meant to be sent to you.”

“who were they meant for then? Because they better not have been for a boy who doesn’t know how to treat a girl like you right.” Steve said bitterly. “Have you had sex with him before?” you nodded slowly watching Steve’s face for his reaction. “how many times has he made you cum?”

“well...” you replied looking at the floor.

“You’re joking. He had a pretty thing like you at his fingertips and he didn’t make you cum once. I think we should make another video to show your friend so he knows how to treat a girl like you.”

“I-I don’t think we should do this,” you replied.

“He’ll be home in about 45 minutes. That’s more than enough time to get those sexy legs of yours quivering and you screaming my name like a prayer.”

All you could do was whimper in response as Steve stepped closer to you. He brought his hand up to your face and brushed his thumb over your lips. You opened your mouth, and Steve pressed his thumb onto your tongue. You closed your lips around his thumb and sucked, which elicited a deep moan from Steve. He removed his thumb from your mouth and softly grasped your chin to make you look at him.

“Before we do anything, I want to set some rules,” he said sternly.

“O-okay,” you whimpered.

“Firstly, I need to know if you know what the traffic light system is.”

“I, umm, I know what it is.”

“Good girl. I want you to use it at any time, especially if you don’t like something that I’m doing or if you just want to slow down. I don’t care about anything but your well-being. Do you understand?” he questioned in a serious tone.

“Okay,” you replied while crossing your legs.

“Secondly, I’m going to have my way with you, but if you disobey me, I will have to spank you. And most importantly, you are to call me daddy and only daddy. Am I clear?”

“Y-yes, daddy,” you almost whispered.

“Good girl,” he growled.

He grabbed your waist and pulled you flush against his chest.

“No bra?” he questioned.

You shook your head. You put your left hand on his chest and your right one on his cheek. He leaned down, and you reached up to meet his lips. It started off tame until Steve licked across your lips. You instantly opened your mouth and welcomed his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues fought for dominance, a fight that would always be won by Steve.

He moved his hands to your ass and told you to jump.

You pulled back. “Are you sure?” you questioned.

Steve looked at you like you were crazy. “Did I stutter? I said jump. So you’re gonna jump, and I’m gonna carry you to your bedroom, and then I’m gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. Better than any guy your age can.”

You decided that Steve didn’t care and jumped. He caught you and wrapped your legs around his waist. You started to kiss him again as he made his way upstairs with you. Luckily you had left your bedroom door open do all he had to do was kick it so you both could fit through the doorway. He dropped you on your bed and then started to strip his clothes off. However, you were visibly disappointed when he didn’t take his tight boxers off. You could see his bulge and it looked too big to be real.

“see something you like?” he said with a smirk on his face. Then, he looked you in the eyes and said “strip. I want everything off.”

“ok daddy” you replied whilst taking your clothes off with shaky hands.

Once you got your panties off, Steve took them out of your hand and put them on top of his pile of clothes.

“they’re mine now”

All you could do was whimper in response.

“lay back” he ordered.

You did as he said and then he laid down on his front between your legs. He grabbed your thighs and wrapped them around his head.

He looked up at you and said, “I want you to suffocate me with your pussy. I mean it, if I die then I’ll die a happy man. Also, I want both hands in my hair. They move, I stop. Do you understand?”

“y-yes daddy,” you replied a shiver running down your spine.

You buried your hands into Steve’s soft strands of hair and pulled which made him groan.

He leaned forward and you tightened your legs. He smiled to himself before he dived in. He started with long languid licks from your hole to your clit. Making sure to leave nowhere untouched by his tongue. He licked into your pussy while his thumb swiped over your bundle of nerves.

You pulled hard on his hair making him groan once again. He shook his head so he could get deeper and decided to change his tactics.

He rubbed two fingers up and down your wetness, pushed them inside and curled them. The moan you let out made Steve grind his hardness into the mattress. He started to suck on your clit and you pulled as hard as you could on his hair.

“OH FUCK DADDY.” You screamed. “I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum.” You chanted.

Steve carried on what he was doing. Well he had no choice. Your legs were so tight around his head now that he couldn’t move. He couldn’t be in a better position if he tried. It was like being in heaven.

You let out an earth shattering squeal as you came. Steve carried on as your legs quivered and your hands tried to push his head away. The overstimulation feeling like too much. Steve added another finger and curled them hard against your g-spot. He got into a rhythm of harshly thrusting his fingers in and out of you while he sucked as hard as he could on your clit.

Then, a weird pressure started to build. One that you had never felt before. It felt like you needed to pee.

“daddy it feels weird. Daddy I’m gonna cum gonna cum again.” You shouted.

He carried on with his movements and then suddenly he pulled his fingers out of you. He continued you roughly rub two fingers across your clit even as you writhed and your legs shook. He put an arm across your waist as he continued his ministrations.

Then suddenly you came. Your release squirted out of you while Steve continued to rub your swollen and almost painful bundle of nerves.

“DADDY!” You squealed and then you shouted, “YELLOW.” The feeling was pleasurable but it felt too much. You just needed everything to slow down.

Steve removed his hand and put his other one on your cheek as his thumb stroked the skin under your eye.

“Are you ok baby? Do you want to slow down or stop?” he asked in a soft voice.

“I just want to slow down. It just got a little too much. I can go again now. I-it’s just that I needed a break.” You breathlessly replied.

“Ok baby but if its too much just tell me. I won’t be mad.”

“ok daddy.”

Steve leaned down and whispered “good girl” into your ear making goose bumps form all over your body.

“Daddyyyyy.” You whined. “I need you”

“what do you need baby?” he said while smiling softly at you.

“I need you inside me. Please please daddy!”

“Good girl. Such. A. Good. Girl.” Steve punctuated each word with a kiss.

He started to kiss from your lips to your neck where he started to kiss and bite you leaving a trail of marks. You tangled your hands into his hair, pulling on the strands.

Steve groaned as he grinded his erection into your leg. He kissed down to your breasts where he sucked your left nipple into his mouth. He bit down on it which made you groan. He then switched his attention to the other nipple.

Once he felt like your nipples had had enough attention, he started to kiss his way back up to your lips.

He sat back on his legs and started to remove his boxers. As he pulled them down his legs, his large cock sprung up and laid flat against his stomach. The red tip was leaking a steady stream of precum.

You sat up and reached out for Steve’s cock and grasped it. You started to pump his cock up and down occasionally twisting your hand as you reached the sensitive head whilst using his precum as lube. He let out a loud groan.

You got closer so that you could lean down and take his member into your mouth. You sucked harder as you got to the tip. Once you had a steady rhythm, Steve put a hand on either side of you head and started to fuck your mouth.

“If you need me to stop just tap on my thigh twice” He gritted out.

He held your head down so that your nose was buried in the hairs at the base of his cock. Then he pulled back and carried on thrusting into your mouth. As he got close to cumming, he pulled out and picked you up.

Steve laid you down on your back and then kneeled between your open legs. He shuffled closer and grabbed his cock. He started to run the tip up and down your folds.

“Daddy please. Fuck me please daddy please!” you pleaded desperately.

“ok, ok, baby” he said looking at you with lust blown eyes.

He grabbed his member and pushed it inside you. You moaned and you arched your back as he slowly entered you. Steve stilled for a few seconds to let you get used to his size.

“Steve please!” you begged, desperate for Steve to pound you into the mattress.

“what did you call me?” Steve snarled and slapped you around your face.

You moaned and clenched around him making him hiss.

“sorry daddy sorry I just want you to fuck me. PLEASE!” you pleaded.

“you want me to fuck you really hard do you?” Steve said as you nodded your head. He chuckled and then put his hand around your neck squeezing gently. “ok then I’ll fuck you but don’t expect me to stop you slut.”

Steve started to pound into you. His hips slapping against yours while his balls slap against your ass. His thrusts were quick and sharp not allowing you any time to move away.

Steve grabbed your legs and put them over his shoulders. He leant down and you were practically folded in half. What he did next surprised you. Steve used his spare hand to hold down your jaw while he spat into your mouth. He removed his hand and you automatically swallowed and opened your mouth again.

“Such a fucking slut wanting my spit. Dirty girl.” Steve said while spitting into your mouth again.

You swallowed. Then, Steve snaked the hand that he used to open your jaw down to your clit and started to rub it quickly. Your legs started to shake and your back arched off the bed.

“Are you gonna cum my dumb slut?” you nodded. “Tell daddy. Tell him you’re a dumb cumslut” Steve started to thrust faster which you didn’t know was possible.

“I-I’m a-a cumslut. D-daddy’s cums-slut. I’m gonna cum daddy. I’m gonna cum.” You sobbed while your legs shook and the feeling at the bottom of your stomach grew.

“that’s it good girl” Steve groaned. “good girl, such a good girl for daddy.”

That’s when the band inside you snapped and you came for the final time. Your last released squired out of you and drenched Steve’s cock and thighs.

“good girl. Such a good cumslut.”steve moaned his thrusts losing their rhythm. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, gonna cum”

“daddy cum inside me please daddy please. Want your cum inside me. Please!”

That was it for Steve. He was a goner. His hips stilled as his spend pumped inside you.

You both stayed like that for a while until Steve suddenly got up. You whined at the loss of contact but your attention was now on Steve picking up your phone.

“Open it please baby. I want to send a video of my spunk dripping out of you to that little shit who thinks he deserved you”

You whimpered at his possessive tone and took your phone out of his hand to put the password in. Steve then clicked on the camera and took a video of your still pulsing hole which had his spend leaking out of it.

Steve stopped the video and sent it to your friend. Then he laid on top of you with his head on your breasts while you ran your fingers through his hair.

You both stayed like that for a while until your phone rang. Steve rolled over beside you with a groan and you picked up your phone.

“shit, it’s my dad.” You said as you answered the call. “Hey dad what’s up?”

“Nothing sweetheart I’m just calling to say I’m gonna be home 30 minutes late today.”

“o-ok I’ll see you later. Bye dad, love you”

“bye love you too.”

You put the phone down and looked at Steve with a smile on your face. “we have an extra 30 minutes”

“good. Now I can take care of you the way you deserve.” Steve picked you up and took you to the bathroom down the hallway.

He sat you on the toilet so you could pee while he went back into the bedroom to take the sheets off your bed. After you were finished in the bathroom, you called Steve back in. He picked you up again and placed you on the counter.

“where are the towels?” Steve asked.

“in the cupboard under this counter.” You said, smiling softly at Steve.

“ok then darlin’. You get the shower going and I’ll get a change of clothes and towels ready before I join you.” He smiled and then slapped your ass when you walked over to the shower.

You yelped in response but carried on with the task you had been given. Once the shower was to your preferred temperature, you got under the spray and got your hair wet.

Just as you were about to reach for your body wash Steve had entered the shower and came up behind you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your hair. You turned around in his arms and leaned up to kiss him.

Then you reached out for your dad’s shower gel and squirted some of it on a loofah. Then, you thoroughly cleaned Steve’s body and then his hair. Once you had finished, Steve decided to return the favour.

These simple acts felt intimate but you knew you couldn’t have a relationship with Steve. It was like he was forbidden fruit since he was your dad’s best friend. How would your dad react to that?

After Steve had finished cleaning your body and hair, you both got out of the shower. Steve decided had that you didn’t need to walk yet.

He put you down once you reached the bedroom and then you both started to get dressed which gave you an opportunity to look Steve over and appreciate his chiselled body.

“you’re staring baby” Steve said while laughing.

Your cheeks started to heat up again but that was short lived since Steve dragged you back into bed so you could cuddle. Your head was on Steve’s chest while his arm was around you and your leg was thrown over his waist.

Your peaceful moment was torn apart by the sound of a key in the front door. You and Steve jumped out of bed and started to panic

“hey its OK, I’ll quickly go downstairs and tell your dad that you was getting changed. Ok?”

“ok I’ll wait a few minutes before coming down stairs then” you agreed.

“good girl” Steve whispered in your ear before kissing you on the lips and then on your forehead.

He ran downstairs and into the kitchen to pick up his beer and talk to your dad. All this happened while you were still thinking about what you and Steve had just done and how it would change your relationship.

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sturniololoco · 3 months

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My little cousin's (they can't use Tumblr) - can you do a SLS protective but like she got cheated on so they comfort her and talk to the boy (if you can't that's fine ik it's kinda weird they are weird)

Cheated On

Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets

SLS’s POV

I don’t know why I ever agreed to come to this party with, my boyfriend, Jack, especially if he’s my even going to hang out with me.

My brothers dropped me off at Matts house, after I promised that he would drop me off by 12 o’clock tonight. Little to my knowlage, Jackhad planned to go to a party.

Where there was drinking involved.

I’m only seventeen, and I’m not stupid enough to go and mess around with things that could get me into trouble.

Jack was the complete opposite.

As soon as we got there, he took his hand off my waist and found some of his friends, and a cooler.

I went ahead and stood in the corner, drinking a Pepsi in a solo cup. This went on for another hour and a half, but I didn’t mind. This gave me an excuse to people watch. And Jack was having a good time, so I didn’t want to ruin his fun.

But it was getting late.

I pulled out my phone, texting Jack that it was already 11:45, and I needed to get home.

About 10 minuets later, I got no response.

across the room, I saw Henry, one of Jack’s friends. I walk over to him, and pull him aside from his beer pong game. He looked mad until he realized it was me.

“Where’s Jack?!” I half yelled over the loud music, screaming, and talking.

“He’’s upstairs, dunno why though.” He’s slurred with blood shot eyes. I rolled my eyes and quickly made my way up the stairs.

Trying to find my way around this mansion was harder then I thought, but I checked all the rooms but the one in the back.

Tired of searching for Jack, who should have been with me in the first place, I harshly push the door open.

I found jack to say the least.

Sucking faces with our high school whore.

They both looked up. The girls face lit up in a fake smile as she or off hi lap and brushed past me, going back to the party, leaving Jack and I Alone.

I didn’t move. Just standing there, not. Knowing what to do. Jack stood, and made his way over to me, grabbing my wrist.

“Baby, I-“ I ripped my hand from his grasp, readjusted my purse, turned from him, and walked out the damn door. I could hear him trying to catch up with me as I walked downstairs, out the front door, and halfway down to the next block over.

My eyes were dry.

“Baby girl, would you just stop and listen for a second, It wasn’t what it looks like! I-“ he started to say, grabbing my shoulder and turning me around.

“Really? Because what I saw was you making out with a girl who wasn’t me, and that’s a pretty hard thing to mistake.”

Jack stood there, moving his mouth, but no sound came out.

But I wasn’t staying any longer to hear his excuse.

“Bye Jack.” I turned the corner and walked down the street. Jack must’ve finally got the message, because he didn’t other following me.

Then it hit me.

The pain.

Tears began to fall and my throat began to ache. I sat on the curb with my face in my hands and began to sob.

Once my breathing was somewhat controlled, I pullout my phone. To call Matt.

It wrung once before he picked up.

“You’re Late SLS/N.” He said when he picked up. Glancing at the clock, It read 12:08.

“I-I know, I’m sorry. I really need a ride.” I say, my voice cracking.

“SLS/N, are you okay? Why are you crying.” I could hear him standing up ad grabbin the keys, telling Chris and Nick to get in the car.

“MattI’m fine. I just need a ride. I’ll text you my locations.” I finished, hanging up the phone, before I break down again.

It’s not long before I see head lights and Matts car pull up. I quickly scramble into the backseat next to Nick. Matt begins to drive away.

“Hey what’s wrong, sweetheart?” Nick asks, rubbing my shoulder.

“Nothing.” I say, wanting to forget that this night ever happened. Wanting to forget what I saw when I walked into that bedroom.

“Really, because that mascara shit all over your face says something different.” Chris says, eyeing me through the rear view mirror. Matt is quick to slap him on the arm while still watching the road.

“SLS/N, you can’t just call me, past your cerfew, crying and looking like shit and expect me not to worry.” Matt says, not doing much of a better job than Chris.

At that I crumple into Nicks side. He pulls me o him while I cry, shushing me while I couch and cry onto his shirt.

We get home and we walk into the house. I held Nick’s hand, not wanting to be alone. Mat, Nick, and I all go in and sit on the couch. Chris goes to the bathroom, and comes back with a warm, damp rag. He neels in front of me and whiles the mascara streaks off my face.

“Goddamn, what is in this stuff?!” He says, still scrubbing my face, though a little bit harder. I laugh through my tears and sniffle, regaining my thoughts and ready to talk.

Chris sits on my other side, and they all await my answer to why I was so upset.

“Umm. I-I…Jack cheated on me.” I say blankly, trying not to let my emotions get the better of me again.

“Aw SLS/N.”Nick says giving me a hug, which I gladly accept. “Can I be honest?” He asks me.

I nod.

“He was a fucking douchebag and I hated him anyway.” He states, not breaking the hug. I giggle, squeezing him tighter.

While this was going on, Matt and Chris look at each other. Giving each other a knowing stare.

“Guys…?” I say.

“Hey!” Nick says, snapping them out of it. “Why don’t we have a little movie night to get the sprits back up. Hmm? That sound good?” I nod, standing up and going to get a drink and some candy from the fridge.

Nick’s POV

I waited for SLS/N to walk into the kitchen before I spoke.

“I’m fine with whatever you two do, but if you get arrested, I’m using your own money to bail you out.” I say.

Chris and Matt smile at this and get up, Matt grabbing his keys, and Chris starting to head to the car before SLS/N came back.

I hear the car pull out of the drive way, knowing that they’re on their way to Jacks house.

SLS/N’s POV

I walk back into the living room, only to see Nick, and no one else.

“Nicky? Where did the boys go?” I ask.

“I uh… I think they went to get some more candy. They said we could start the movie without them.” He says, patting the seat next to him for me to sit down. I grab a blanket from the basket in the corner and snuggle up with Nick.

Chris’s POV

Matt and I walk back into the house, me with bruised knuckles and Matt with a cracked lip.

In the living room, Nick and SLS/N are asleep, a show playing on the TV. Matt walks over and gives SLS/N a kiss on her head, then says,

“Im going to bed, Man. I’ll see you in the morning.” He gives me a half hug, then heads to his room.

I lay on the couch, scrolling through my phone, when I hear movement from the other side of the couch.

“Chris?” I hear SLS/N say in a sleepy voice, sitting up and rubbing her swollen eyes.

“hey kiddo. C’mere.” I say, opening my arms as she crawls over to me. She lays her head in the crook of my neck, and I rub her back. She sighs softly and falls back asleep. I kiss her in the head and drift to sleep myself.

Matt’s POV

I woke up around 630 today and went out in the living room to wake SLS/N up for school. She was laying on Chris, who was scrolling through his phone. She groaned when I told her we needed to go so I could drive her to school. -

Pulling into the school, I could tell she was getting nervous. I grab her hand and give it a little squeeze.

“hey, don’t worry about him. Everything’s gunna be fine.” I say. She nods, giving me a smile.

“Call me if you need anything.” She nodded again and leaned over to give me a quick kiss on the cheek, before getting out of the car and going into the building.

SLS/N’s POV

Walking into school, I immediately felt better, especially when I saw Jack with a black eye and a busted lip.

My brothers are crazy I thought to myself, shaking my head and smiling. I snapped a quick pic behind Jacks back and sent it to our siblings group chat, then went about my day.

Idk y this was so hard for me to write 😂 I fell like it sound corny! Keep at it with the requests tho!!!

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txtaetertots · 10 months

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hopelessly devoted. — choi beomgyu x fem!reader

status on-going (230619 - ?)

schedule whenever…

cw/genre swearing, twt humor bc twt humor, lots of bantering between friends, slowish burn ??, slice of life, romcom, probably gonna be corny hfdjjz, social media au w/ written parts, also pls ignore time stamps they're not important nor accurate lol

synopsis choi beomgyu has spent his entire senior year slacking off and causing mischief. but, due to his inattentiveness, his slacking off went too far and if he doesn't improve the grade in his literature class he'll guarantee himself a seat in summer school. yn has big dreams to be on stage and star on broadway. however, she needs to impress recruiters with one last production as the lead in order to earn herself a spot in a new york based school. when beomgyu's literature teacher makes him join their drama club for extra credit, their futures quickly become intertwined and dependent on each other.

featuring le sserafim members, hanni (newjeans), bahiyyih (kep1er), ocs, and mentions of others

taglist CLOSED

profiles four and a half girls, the nba (benchwarmers), others

note my first social media au on tumblr !! hopefully it's an enjoyable read :')) i have so many ideas for txt aus i can't wait to share them! i'm most excited to share this beomgyu one so i hope you all enjoy ♡︎ - yuri

Acts

01. report and block soobin

02. nyu decision day

03. second review

04. spring production (written+)

05. i'm sandy

06. auditions (written)

07. cast list from hell

08. wtf mr. kim (written)

09. welcome to hell

10. first read through

11. perfect harmony (written+)

12. it’s just a little infatuation

13. it’s just coffee

14. annoying friends (written+)

15. cruel and unusual punishment

16. the deal

17. shameless

18. very interesting

19. it comes so naturally

20. awfully close

21. please believe me

22. predicament

23. nopenopenope

24. i’ll kick you

25. it’s just a kiss (written+)

26. it’s called method acting

27. long time no talk

28. apology(?)

29. focus on me (written)

30. beomie

31. i never said that

32. yeonjun and soojung

33. soulmates

34. you’re the one that i want (written)

35. mixed feelings

36. everybody talks

37. yunjin’s plan

38. baby jungie

39. i don’t feel so good

40. you’re not who i thought you were

41. i’m not a bad guy

42. yeonjun and beomgyu

43. one last date

44. best friends and brothers

45. my love

46. we’re done

47. last day

48. the promposal (written)

49. the aftermath

50. beomgyu’s aftermath

51. friends night

52. hiyyih tells all

53. regroup new plan

54. please forgive me

55. the truth comes out

56. operation: save yeonjun

57. getting ready

58. opening night (written)

59. yeonjun’s aftermath

60. the decision

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newtkive · 3 months

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pixels [newt x reader - modern text au]

ch. 1 - the gc birth

in which two online friends navigate a romance through a minecraft groupchat with their stupid friends

or, newt, the quiet, stoic boy, and y/n, the bubbly girl both curse the world for keeping them apart, but at least they can send each other cute emojis and hope the other doesn't notice their blossoming feelings.

warnings: strong language, mutual pining, none really.

➥ m.list

notes: hi :p im very new to writing on tumblr (but ive always been a reader) so pls bare w me! and im trying to revert back to being 14 (im 23 lols..) so im revisiting my old favs including the maze runner/thomas (bc i binged the artful dodger and now im obsessed again). there will be non-text chapters in the future as well, when everyone eventually meets. this will be newt focused so enjoy !! also everyone is like a realistic age from 23 to 28

THE GLADE

[ 7:45 PM ]

alby added minho, y/n, newt, tommy, and gally

alby: Hello, guys.

minho: wtf is this

newt: uhhhh

tommy: hi :3

y/n: so this is why you asked me for my # in private

gally: i didn’t consent to this when i gave you my number

newt: don’t give strange men your number y/n

tommy: oh that’s y/n?

alby: Wait, Newt you had Y/N’s number already??

newt: yea

tommy: o.O

y/n: i gave it to him like two weeks after we met lmao

tommy: SO HE HAD YOUR NUMBER FOR A YEAR AND I DIDNT????

y/n: well he asked and you guys didn’t :p

newt: lmao

minho: ik he smug as fuck rn

not u asking for a girls number lmao simp

newt: stop

y/n: we all talk in discord anyways so i didn’t really think about it

plus you guys are friends irl so idk

it felt kinda weird to insert myself heh

minho: we’ve known you for a year and a half y/n

we play games all the time

call all the time

we even send packages and shit

you’re very much considered our irl friend

y/n: REALLY?? 🥺🥺

tommy: internet friends are real friends 😍❤️

minho: the heart eyes are crazy

but yes dude

newt: of course you’re our close friend. just cuz we live near each other and you’re a bit far away doesn’t mean we don’t adore you

minho: ADORE IS CRAZY LMFAO

but real ig

y/n: AWWWWW YOU GUYS LOVEEE MEEEEEE

hahahahha

HAHAHHAHJFIEKMGOR

I LVOE YOU GIYYYYSSSS IM PUTTING ALL OUR MINECRAFT BEDS TOGETHER LATER

gally: i do not want my bed to be infested by you guys

minho: gally sleeps in the corner

gally: no i dont i sleep in my mansion

y/n: cherry blossom mansion*

gally: and you sleep in a shed

y/n: cherry blossom shed* its pink and that matters.

tommy: love you y/n 😊🥰

y/n: love you tommy <3333

minho: that’s actually nasty stop now

y/n: u mad ur unloved

i love how the gc name is our minecraft town name :((

newt: aw it is

minho: can we talk about why tf this was made when we have a perfectly good discord

alby: I’m done with Discord.

newt: you got your shit hacked didn’t you mate

minho: mate 💀💀

british people so crazy

alby: Yes maybe..

I don’t want to make another.

y/n: or your old ass doesn’t know how to

minho: LMAO REAL

alby: Gonna ignore that. But I am getting too old for it. I have a new promotion at work so that means I won’t have time to play with you guys as much anymore. So I decided to make this groupchat in hopes to talk to you guys more to make up for it :)

minho: every group always has the old head with the job 💀💀

newt: minho admitting he’s jobless

minho: you work at a library be so fr rn

newt: i have an income. you have a room in your grandmas basement. we are not the same.

gally: LMFAOOOOOOO

minho: stfu :////

y/n: AWWWWWWW ALBYYYYYYY

tommy: YAAAY!!!!

im going to text you guys all day

tell you every meal

every thought

every interaction will be meaningful and glorious

newt: you are 24 years old you don’t have to do all that

minho: no fr im turning off my phone if he starts this shit

why not just do it before in the discord ??

tommy: easy access now and i tried before but stopped since no one really replied..

y/n: i say we all do it :D i will too tommy

newt: ok second thought that’s fine

minho: .

gally: that’s wild.

y/n: YAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!! NEWT YOU GO FIRST

newt: first with what

y/n: say what u ate today

newt: didn’t say i’d do it.

tommy: i ate muffin, monster energy drink, and hamburger :3333

you guys next

minho: that’s all you had bro..

y/n: hot cheetos and french fries and coffee :D

minho: ??????? BRO

how are you guys alive

y/n: it's my day off and no class so i just wanna rot in bed and that means no cooking

newt: please eat and drink water.

like for real and document it

y/n: ok wait

there

tommy: yum!

minho: y/n..

newt: cereal does not count

y/n: I DONT HAVE ENERGY TO MAKE ANYTHING OKAY

im a 23 year old broke college student my fridge is bare

newt: alright what do you want?

y/n: wym?

newt: like if you could pick.

minho: that’s so cruel 😭😭 just making her imagine it

i like it go on.

tommy: i want chick fil a

minho: i knew you hate the gays

tommy: I AM THE GAYS?????

y/n: ugh that does sound good

mmmm chickem sandiwh waffle fry I Want that Os mYch

newt: that’s what you would order?

y/n: mmmcm yeahshhhhh

newt: ok

minho: that’s it?

i thought soemthing would happen

tommy: me too

like a spell! magic 🪄

y/n: sigh

my cereal tastes bad now

newt: well it is cocoa puffs.

minho: L cereal

y/n: DTOP SAYING L ITS SO ANNOYITIGJNGGGGG

minho: she so madddd 😂😂 L

newt: you're annoying minho

minho: youre just saying that bc shes saying that

newt: no ive always said it. and i will continue to. youre fucking annoying

minho: who bought you your coffee yesterday

newt: ???

myself

and i paid for yours too

im the one with an income

minho: .

well i didnt think youd remember that well.

newt: it was literally yesterday.

minho: yeah but ur old

newt: IM THE SAME AGE AS YOU

minho: yeah but im 🤗✨ 26 ✨🤗and youre... 26😬😔

tommy: guys stop fighting

newt: we aren't fighting

maybe this gc was a bad idea

tommy: NO!!!!!!!!!

y/n: NOOOO!

tommy: this is like y/n is here w us irl

y/n: awwwwwwwwwwwwwww

minho: no it's not. we would smell a foul stench if she was

y/n: i ahte you sooo bad.

wait there is a knock at my door im scared

newt: answer it

minho: aren't you supposed to say don't open the door for strangers ????

newt: well usually yes

y/n: no im not expecting company

newt: just do it pls

y/n: ok :D

minho: bruh..

i hope she gets robbed and u feel bad forever newt

newt: why would you want that

minho: bc she owes me money

newt: YOU owe ME money

minho: yes but i have a good reason she just wanted robux

tommy: Y/N DONT DO IT!!! I HAVE SEEN DATELINE

y/n: :o....

tommy: Y/N?????????

OH GOD THEY GOT HER

minho: why would she text a silly face if she got got

tommy: clearly its a surprised face

maybe its not her

its like those cut out magazine letters murderers use

y/n: who got me chick fil a!!!!!!!!!!

minho: me

newt: you literally did not

minho: shut up

y/n: newt it was u i see ur name on the receipt

newt: well

y/n: :(

newt: what why are you sad?

minho: im hungry too

y/n: u spent ur money :(

newt: you're hungry are you not?

minho: she's not but i am

y/n: yeah but..

i feel bad you shouldn't have

newt: just eat it or i'll be mad

minho: i think i want red lobster

newt: it's really no big deal y/n

y/n: thank you newt :(((((

newt: you're welcome

go eat and watch ur show or smth

minho: i owuld love to eat and watch a show rn <33 ohhhh im starving

newt: can you shut up

gally: im muting this gc if this means i have to deal with your guys' shit more than usual now.

minho: thank god

newt: good

tommy: good

y/n: good

the food is good too <3

newt: good.

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a-little-unsteddie · 1 year

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for a minute in the sunlight I

i reached 400 followers today which is insane so have part one of a fic i’ve been working on. once i’m not half asleep i’ll post it to ao3 as well, which will be linked at the end of this note. this is an au i’ve been floating around in my head for a while now, which basically is my rendition of a meet cute ft. Famous!Steve x Normal(ish)!Eddie. except, eddie is a cosplayer, the character that steve voice acts for is coincidentally the character that eddie cosplays as, but that’s later. eddie has no idea that steve is the VA tho. ALSO eddie runs a booth in artist alley with chrissy! anyway, here is part one lol.

ao3 link

—part I: 1.7k words—

“Eddie Munson! You better be on your way!” Chrissy’s voice greeted him as Eddie pressed the ‘accept call’ button and pulled the phone up to his ear. He looked around his hotel room and grimaced.

“I am! I swear I am! I’m gonna get us coffee, though,” he said, grabbing his backpack filled with his convention supplies. He looked around the room, almost ‘aha’-ing out loud before grabbing the ‘artist’ lanyard he had gotten the night before as well as the hotel keycard.

“Good! If you’re not here before the booth opens I swear to god I’ll cut your hair!” She threatened him, causing Eddie to laugh.

“Relax! I’m almost to the cafe,” he lied, dashing out the door and shutting it quietly behind him to not alert the girl on the other end of the phone.

“You’re supposed to be here, y’know, at the convention, to be at your booth, to sell your art!” She snapped at him, sounding more amused than actually upset.

“I’ll be there soon! With coffee!” Eddie repeated, before hanging up just as the elevator dinged at him to indicate its arrival. He stepped onto the elevator, smiling stiffly at the stranger already occupying it. She glanced at him, but ultimately ignored his existence, which was just fine in his opinion.

Okay, so. Eddie knew Chrissy was right to be mad at him—he was meant to be at the venue around 9, and it was nearing 10, and the convention starts at 10:30, so really he had about 45 mins to get there, which was more than enough time to get there. But he was supposed to be there at 9, so he could be set up by 10, for opening at 10:30. He was forever grateful that Chrissy was a morning person and willing to put up with his bullshit.

They had known each other for years, growing up in the same small middle-of-nowhere town as each other. She had been cheer captain while he was forever bullied by the other jocks, but she had come to him one day and decided that he was going to be her best friend. Well, more like, Eddie decided that he wasn’t going to sell some girl hard drugs and instead talked to her.

The rest was history, as they say.

Eddie helped her get away from Jason, her abusive boyfriend, and Chrissy helped him get away from Hawkins. She was also the primary reason he was able to do art and cosplay as a full time gig, as she was able to market and manage his chaos better than he ever could. What had started out as a hobby that Eddie took on to express his frustration with the world had turned into his career, thanks to Chrissy. He had started out by posting his art onto instagram, tiktok, and tumblr, just wanting to show off the work he did for some fandoms he was active in.

Chrissy was also the one to convince him to try to sell his art. To his surprise, fans and non-fans alike ate his work up and bought the fuck out of it. Chrissy also helped him with starting to do conventions as a job rather than as an attendee — she helped him put together his portfolio and designs and ideas into something cohesive that could be set up in a booth in the artist alley of whatever conventions they could get into.

All of that is to say, Eddie owed a lot to Chrissy for his current life. One thing that Eddie couldn’t get figured out was time management. He was able to do most other things with Chrissy, like managing his online presence, restocking his prints when he was low, managing the booth when they were at a con. However, he could never seem to get anywhere on time the first go around. The first day of cons, without fail, led to Eddie arriving a few minutes before the booth opened to the rest of the con.

Which is why Eddie was running late, again.

Chrissy should know better than to expect him on time, but he also figured maybe he could work harder at being on time. Not that he didn’t try, he set an abundance of alarms every time, but one thing or another caused him to be late. This time it was the fact his alarm was set for 7:30 in the evening, instead of morning. He had woken up, checked his phone, saw it was 8:37 and shot up like a rocket to get his shit together. He was meant to do some sort of look today, but had decided against it so that way he wasn’t completely behind. So he just did a basic look — unfortunately that still took him nearly an hour. He didn’t even do make up, which to be fair, he never did on the first days of conventions.

Eddie was so caught up in his thoughts, rushing towards the cafe he knew was near the convention center, that he crashed right into someone leaving said cafe. He swore loudly, stumbling back with wide eyes.

“I’m so sorry, I should’ve been paying more attention, oh my god,” Eddie rushed out, staring at the spilt coffee on the ground. There were two to-go cups laying there, making Eddie feel even worse because this person wasn’t just getting coffee for themselves. He looked up to apologize again, except the words died in his throat.

Was it cliché to say it was love at first sight?

The man looked less angry and more just sad at the coffee that was spilled at their feet, which, to be fair, Eddie felt really bad about.

The man looked up and caught Eddie’s eyes and Eddie was gone. He had honey colored hair, eyes made of milk chocolate, freckles dotted his cheeks, and Eddie could see moles on his neck and expected him to be covered in them. He smiled apprehensively at Eddie, as if expecting a sort of reaction to seeing him, but Eddie was distracted by his jawline. He felt heat crawling up his neck, and took a deep breath to steady himself.

“I’m more than happy to buy you new coffee, I’m so sorry,” Eddie apologized again, eyes wide.

“No— it’s okay,” the man responded and Eddie was floored because was there anything about this man that wasn’t completely perfect? Eddie knew he likely had heart eyes but he couldn’t help it, the stranger was just gorgeous.

“I insist! I ran into you, caused you to spill not one but two coffees! Let me buy you replacements at least,” Eddie pressed earnestly, smiling brightly, trying to put on his charm which he hadn’t used in years. It seemed to work, because the stranger's cheeks tinted pink as he nodded shyly. “Great! I’m Eddie,” he said, reaching out to offer his hand to shake, before changing his mind immediately and moving to grab the door. “After you, sweetheart.”

“Steve,” the stranger—Steve—responded, smiling timidly as he ducked back into the cafe. Eddie followed, letting his gaze drop for a moment to take a peek at his ass, which Eddie was dismayed to also find perfect. This is simultaneously the best and worst day of Eddie’s life.

“Nice to meet you,” Eddie said as they came to a stop at the end of the line. “What are you in Chicago for?” He asked, cocking his head to the side.

Steve seemed to relax at the question, smiling softly as he answered. “Well, officially, I’m here to go to a convention, but unofficially I’m here to visit a friend I don’t get to see as often as I want.”

Eddie lit up, eyes bright with excitement. “Oh, no way? I’m going to a con too! I run a booth in artist alley! Maybe we’ll see each other?” He said, grinning at Steve. The man smiled back, eyebrows furrowed as he took in the excited man beside him.

“Yeah, maybe,” he agreed, raising his eyebrows.

“Look for a booth called CorrodedCoffin Art, and that’ll be mine! If I’m not there, Chrissy will be, so you can just ask her where I am,” Eddie said, enthusiastically. The idea that he could see this man again was already making him vibrate with excitement.

“I’ll look for you,” Steve said earnestly, smiling crookedly. “I have a lot to do this weekend, but hopefully I can stop by and see you.” Eddie bobbed his head, pretty much bouncing in place.

“Cool! Oh! It’s our turn. You can order first,” the metalhead said, gesturing in front of him. Steve smiled at him before turning to the barista.

“Back so soon?” She asked, raising her eyebrows.

Steve laughed, glancing at the man next to him. “Yeah, this guy ran into me and spilled both of my drinks,” he said, leering teasingly at Eddie, who felt his cheeks heat.

“I said sorry! And I’m buying you new drinks to make up for it,” Eddie defended, crossing his arms and pouting. Steve snorted softly, before returning his attention to the barista. He ordered his two drinks before moving to the side to let Eddie order.

“One large iced caramel mocha, and one extra large iced white chocolate mocha, please,” he ordered with a hum. He handed over his card, barely disguising a wince as she read off the total to him.

“Extra large, huh?” Steve asked, raising his eyebrows. Eddie laughed, shrugging helplessly.

“I was supposed to be at the convention center an hour ago,” he admitted, smiling, “the extra large is for Chrissy to make up for it.” He paused for a minute, looking Steve up and down and decided ‘fuck it’. “Can’t say I regret being late, though,” he said, winking at the man. Eddie delighted in watching Steve’s cheeks turn pink and itched to know how far down his body the flush spread.

“Well, I for one am glad you were running late,” Steve said, causing Eddie to grab a piece of his hair and hide a grin behind it. He watched as Steve’s gaze went down and then back up to meet his eyes.

Sooner than either man hoped, their orders were fulfilled. Eddie checked the time absentmindedly and cursed, seeing it was nearing 10:15. He reached into his bag and grabbed a sharpie, grinning as he wrote down his number onto a napkin.

“I am running late, but text me, maybe?” He asked, grinning shyly at the man as he tucked the napkin into his front pocket. He winked at him one more time before grabbing his drinks and dashing out the door. Chrissy would forgive him, probably.

#genuinely so excited to write more of this #but this is for fun so idk how often i’ll post #cosplayer!eddie #famous!steve #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie #stranger things #st #steve harrington x eddie munson #for a minute in the sunlight #unsteddie writing

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xojennyboo · 3 months

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A/N: Hey everyone! Here’s another update, this one is edited lol. Thank you once again for reading my posts, truly means a lot, please leave your feedback, whether it’s commenting on my posts or messaging me in private. Leave your requests as well, obviously if you don’t want to be mentioned I will do it anonymously. I do have all of these imagines in Tumblr as well where you can comment and reports and also request. Once again thank you and I hope you enjoy this one. Happy reading!

You hated studying. It was one of those things you hated about being in college. You were studying out of state, being away from your family and friends. That was the only negative aspect of studying out of state. You wanted adventure, peace, fun, and maybe a bit of romance. You’d been single for quite some time, focusing on yourself and your studies. Being here has given you the opportunity to meet new people and make new friends. For the past year you’ve been lucky enough to dorm with your friend Harry. He was pretty chill and nice to you. He gave you your space when you needed it, he also helped you study from time to time.

One bad thing about it was that he would bring girls over. He had the decency to not sleep with them in the room, but for some reason it ticked you off that a random girl was in your space, regardless of being on Harry’s side. Overall, you kept your frustrations to yourself and minded your business.

For the past week, you’ve been working on acing your midterms. So, far you’re taken 3, leaving the last one for today. You were a bit nervous for this one considering that this one was the most important to you. You’d study all of last night staying up later than expected. Luckily you woke up on time and didn’t oversleep, which was a concern of yours.

You were currently prepping your things to head over to your class and take your exam. Harry walked up to you with a to go cup of coffee in his hand, handing it to you with caution. “You’ll do great y/n” he says giving you a small pat on your shoulder. “Thanks Harry. Wish me luck”, you say, sliding your bag on your shoulder. “Good luck, but you won’t need it though”, he says plopping down on his bed, putting his arms behind the back of his head.

Without giving it another thought you exited your room and walked towards the building where your class was at. Once there, your nerves were kicking in. ‘take deep breaths y/n’, you say to yourself. You sat down in the same seat you’ve always sat in since the beginning of the semester, by the window in the front row. Little by little the classroom filled up the seats being taken left and right. The professor walked in and addressed the room, everyone pausing their conversations. “Alright class, once I hand out the exam there will be no more talking. You will have all of the class time to complete the exam. Once you’re finished you may hand in your exam and leave. I wish you the best of luck”, the professor says, making his way down the aisles of desks handing out the exam.

Once you saw the exam your nerves calmed down, remembering the things that you studied. You felt you flew through the exam, answering the questions with confidence. You finished the exam in 45 minutes, getting up with your things and handing the exam to the professor. You couldn’t get out of that classroom quick enough feeling like a weight was lifted as soon as you walked out. “How was the exam?”, you hear Harry asks you from behind causing you to let out a small yelp from the small scare he gave you. “Jesus Harry. You’re gonna give me a heart attack one day”, you say hitting his arm. He playfully flinches away, rubbing the spot where you slapped him.

“Sorry”, he chuckled lightly. “But how was it?”, he asks again putting an arm over your shoulder as you walked side by side. “It was good. I think I passed”, you confidently say heading over to the cafeteria for a much-needed breakfast. “That’s my girl. See, you had nothing to worry about”, he says, his words making you feel warm inside enjoying the praise he was giving you. “I guess you were right “, you say. “I’m always right”, he says opening the door leading to the dining hall. Instantly your ears were engulfed by chatter from other students. People grabbing plates of food, coffee, etc. Or catching up with friends.

Harry followed you to grab a plate for yourself, handing him one as well. The food was set up as a buffet. There was French toast, regular toast, eggs, bacon, muffins, etc. You were never truly bored when it came to food here. You decided on getting French toast with a couple of strawberries and blueberries. You also decided on grabbing another cup of coffee, your second one of the day. You both sat down at an empty table and ate your breakfast in silence. “Hey guys!”, Bethany, your other close friend says sitting right next to you. “Hey Beth”, you say giving her a side hug. “Hey”, Harry mumbles, with food in his mouth. “So, since midterm week is over, Caleb is throwing a huge party at his frat house. I was wondering if you were down to go”, she says focusing the question more on you rather than Harry. “I don’t know Beth. You know that’s not really my vibe”, you say causing Harry to scoff. “What?”, you ask him, sounding a bit aggressive at his reaction.

“Oh nothing, I just knew you were going to say no”, he smirks taking another bite of his toast. You roll your eyes at him looking towards Bethany. She had hope in her eyes making you feel guilty. You let a sigh out before putting your fork down. “I’ll think about it okay. “, you say causing a squeal to emit from her and hugging you tightly causing you to laugh at her reaction. “Harry, you better convince her”, Beth says before saying goodbye and leaving. “Oh, don’t worry princess, you might have fun”, Harry presses causing you to roll your eyes again. “We’ll see about that”, you say before finishing your breakfast and leaving him there.

You walk back to your dorm to freshen up. You took your clothes off and went to take a shower. The hot water washed away the stress you had. You washed your hair with your favorite lavender shampoo. You washed and shaved your body especially since you might be going to this party tonight. Once you were done with your shower you walked back into your room, changing into some comfy pajamas since you’re planning on staying here until this party.

For hours you laid in bed contemplating on what to wear. You wanted to feel sexy and beautiful. Maybe you could get laid tonight, you never know. Lord knows the last time you had sex, Harry being here doesn’t help either. For endless nights you would imagine Harry’s body hovering over yours, thrusting into you with no mercy. Sometimes you would find yourself waking up sweaty from the wet dreams you would have. You were getting flustered just thinking about it.

Before overthinking it, you reach over to your drawer and take out the vibrator. You pull your covers over you and shimmy out of your shorts and panties. You turn it on and place the vibrator on your clit, a small gasp escaping you from the sensation you were getting. Closing your eyes and spreading your legs a bit you imagine Harry’s big soft hands roaming your body. You imagine his lips on your warm skin kissing down your body, nipping at your skin.

You swirled the vibrator around the sensitive nub, your orgasm approaching. You imagine Harry’s cock inside you, filling you up to the brim. You imagine him pounding into you repeatedly until both of you came. You moved the vibrator against your clit faster feeling the bubble in your stomach about to pop. “Fuck”, you silently moan as the feeling intensifies and you cum. Your chest rising and falling at a fast pace from your orgasm. You turn the vibrator off and lie there for a moment trying to catch your breath.

You slide your panties and shorts up your legs and get up. Opening your eyes, you went to the bathroom and showered again. You felt cleaner this way. You went back and changed into a new pair of panties. You looked at the clock and noticed that it was already 7pm. The day flew by quickly. The door room opened Harry walking in. “Hey”, you say, trying to hide the small blush that crept up on your face, trying to hide the fact that you just played with yourself with the thought of him. “Hey, listen, I’m sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have teased you”, he walks up to you giving you a hug as you looked through your closet.

“Harry, I’m not mad. I just feel a certain way that people depict me as a buzzkill. Just because I don’t like partying, doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have fun”, you say, finding a cute little black dress that you barely wore. “I know. I’m sorry. We don’t have to go if you don’t want to” he mumbles, walking over to his bed. “No, we can still go I already told Beth I’d go”, you say. “Very well. I’m going to go shower. Be right back”, he says while grabbing his shower essentials and leaving the room.

Quickly, you changed into the black dress. It was a nice fit, hugging your body in all the right places. It was a dress you wouldn’t normally wear considering how short it was, but you were trying to prove a point that you could have fun. Once you put the dress on, you looked in the mirror. You looked good, the dress making you feel more confident. The dress stopped right below your ass going down to your mid thigh. The dress had sheer sleeves which made you feel somewhat comfortable. It also didn’t expose your boobs too much regardless of the chest being exposed. Overall, it was a cute little number.

You sat down on your bed and took out a bit of makeup products you were planning on using. You definitely wanted a natural look not liking the heavy makeup. You liked seeing it on other women, but you thought you couldn’t pull it off. Once you were done with your simple makeup look, you curled your hair. Doing your hair didn’t take long at all, being finished in just 20 minutes. As soon as you were finished your dorm door opened revealing a fresh out of the shower Harry. His usually curly hair was wet, some strands sticking on his face. He was naked, the only thing on him was the towel hanging loosely on his hips. His body covered in tattoos, the water making the tattoos pop.

You quickly checked him out, looking away quickly once he saw you. “wow “, he says clearing his throat before continuing. “You look...different”, he finishes saying, causing your eyebrows to furrow together, a bit confused as to what he meant. You think he realized what he says because his eyes widened slightly at your reaction. “Sorry. A good different. You look beautiful", he says, his compliment making you smile and blush. “Thank you, Harry. Get ready so we can leave. We’re starting to run late”, you say looking at the time. You see a text from Bethany telling you that she was already there.

“Okay give me a few”, he says, yanking the towel off in front of you, noticing that he already had his briefs on. He quickly looked for an outfit. He quickly decided on a pair of black jeans, a short sleeved black and white button up shirt, leaving the 3 top buttons unbuttered, and his pair of black boots. Goodness, he looks sexy, you thought as you put on your gold hoops. Why does he have to look good in everything. For shoes you decided on wearing your scrappy heels to compliment the look. With one last look in the mirror, you were both ready to go.

Since the party was at a frat house, the walk was relatively short. The closer you got, the louder the music got. Harry didn’t leave your side as you looked for Bethany inside. He could get a little protective of you, especially when it came to gatherings like these. He attended all of these parties, some people expecting that he’d show up. As soon as you guys had arrived, he was being greeted by people left and right.

Maneuvering through the huge crowd of other students dancing and drinking, you finally found Bethany. She was talking to some other people who you had recognized, some of them being in some of your classes. “Oh my gosh, you’re here!”, she yells, stopping her conversation to come hug you. “Yes, I’m here, yay”, you sarcastically say. “Oh stop, you’re gonna have a great time”, she guarantees. “Come on, lets get you a drink”, she yells over the music. Before you could protest, she’s already dragging you to the kitchen. There was a bartender making drinks, which you found kind of cool considering that most of the times they would just serve beer. “What can I get you ladies”, she says. “Can you make her any drink that’s fruity”, she yells at her due to the loud music. “Coming right up”, he says.

Beth looks so excited for you to be there. You knew that she wanted for you to just have fun and let loose. Beth is definitely one of the reasons why you came. Your thoughts were interrupted by the bartender handing you your drinks. “Cheers to a fun night”, Beth says. "Cheers", you say, taking a sip of the fruity slushy drink. It was good but definitely strong, and you knew you could only have maximum of two because you knew you were a lightweight drinker.

As the night went along you found yourself actually having fun for once. You and Bethany spent most of the time dancing and drinking. You had definitely stopped at two drinks not wanting to overdo it. Harry had disappeared right after you found Beth. Throughout the whole night you tried looking for him but had no luck. Once you and Bethany started dancing, he hadn’t crossed your mind.

“Ill be right back, I have to pee”, you yell at Beth nodding her head as an answer. You maneuvered through the crowd of people until you found it. Without a second glance you opened the door to the bathroom but only to be halted by the image of Harry making out with a girl. “Oh shit, sorry”, you say trying to get out of there as quick as possible. You don’t know if it was the alcohol in your system, but you felt sad and pissed off at the sight of him kissing a random girl.

You were so deep in thought that you accidentally bumped into Bethany. “Hey, are you okay you look like you just saw a ghost “, she says. “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I’m done for tonight. I’m getting tired”, you tell her. “No, come on, let’s get another drink”, she says dragging you to the bar. You gave in to the peer pressure and had another drink. This one was different and definitely much stronger than the others. Without thinking twice about it you chugged the drink, earning cheers and claps from Beth and the bartender.

“Come on let’s go back to dancing!", she once again says dragging you back to the dance floor. You let the alcohol in your system take over, dancing with Beth. You feel a strange sensation, like someone was staring. You looked around the room and stopped once your eyes met the green irises of the man who clouded your mind. It was as if everything was moving in slow motion as he stared at you as you were dancing. Something clicked in you as his eyes roamed your body, your hips swaying from side to side. You enjoyed him staring. You were enjoying the reaction he was having smirking now and then at your movements.

As you danced you felt a pair of hands around your waist, dancing with you. Those hands were definitely not Harry’s considering that he was still staring at you, the eyes that held a bit of mischief, now held darkness, like anger. Two could play at this game, you thought, so you purposely pressed your body to this stranger and closely danced with him. This caused Harry to storm towards you and push the stranger away from you. The drunk individual didn’t even bother to try and fight with Harry, immediately walking away from the situation.

“We are leaving", Harry says, gripping your arm and dragging you out of the house. You didn’t utter a single word as you walked back to your dorm room, noticing that he was upset. Once you reached your dorm, you walked in and immediately took your heels off. He didn’t say anything as you watched him pace back and forth. “Why’re you upset”, you ask, causing him to scoff. “You know why, don’t play dumb y/n”, he says making you frown. "Enlighten me”, you test making him stop in his tracks.

“You enjoy teasing me, don’t you? You knew what you were doing dancing around like that”, he says, stepping closer to you. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Plus, it looked like you were too busy with that girl “, you say sitting on the edge of your bed. He leaned in front of you his arms on either side of your body, his face inches away from yours. “Were your jealous?", he says, your eyes rolling at his remark, especially trying to hide the truth. “No, I haven’t been jealous before, so why would I be jealous now”, you smirk.

“You were dancing for me, that I know for a fact. You enjoyed me watching you. Giving me my own little show”, he says leaning closer. “You wish Styles”, you say leaning back to keep a bit of distance. “Oh, come on baby. We both know you love me watching you. Whether its you dancing, or playing with yourself", he is now extremely close to your face, your eyes widening at his little comment. "W-What?", you say, causing his smirk to widen at the fact that you just got caught.

“That’s right baby. I saw you playing with your pussy earlier today. You were too into it to notice. But let me tell you, it was definitely a sight to see”, he looks between your lips and eyes. It did turn you on that he caught a glimpse of you playing with yourself. “Now tell me princess, what were you thinking about when you were playing with yourself?", he whispers. You felt your face grow hot, the heat causing a crimson color to adorn your cheeks. “Harry, I- “, "nuh-uh-uh. Come on, you can’t be shy now princess. Now tell me”, he insists but you were too embarrassed to admit that you were thinking of him.

“Were you thinking about me being between your legs?”, he whispered. You couldn’t say anything. “Or maybe you were thinking about me fucking you in my bed”, he taunts. He stares at you intently, wanting some sort of reaction from you. He took his hand and lightly caressed up your arm, goosebumps forming at his touch. “Want to know a secret?", he asks. “Yes”, you whisper. “I think about fucking you all of the time”, he confesses, your eyes widening at his confession. Your heart rate increasing at the fact that he’s been wanting the same thing as you.

“The whole night I couldn’t stop thinking about taking you out of this little black dress and making you mine. Having you wrap your wet pussy around my cock. Making you moan my name at how good I’m fucking you”, he teases, your breathing picking up at how horny you were getting. “Do you want me to fuck you baby, cause if you do, all you have to do is ask”, he whispers against your ear. He places a small kiss on your neck, your eyes closing at the sensation of his lips on your skin. “Come on baby, you know you want it as much as I do”, he whispers, his lips now planting kisses on your cheek. You really wanted him to. You wanted him to fuck you, like he did in your mind.

You pushed him away from your body, now standing up as he looked down at you. With all the confidence you had, you leaned back in your bed, your legs spread just a tiny bit, before looking up at him with a smirk. “Fuck me Harry”, you simply say, causing him to be a bit surprised. Nonetheless, Harry went on his knees in front of you. He took your leg in his hand and slowly trailed kisses up your leg until he reached your thighs. Without thinking about it, he pushed the dress upwards, resting on your waist. “Did you wear this specifically for me princess?", he says, kissing your inner thighs, your legs over his shoulders.

His lips sucked on your inner thighs, creating hickeys that will be noticeable tomorrow. He lightly bit the sensitive skin causing you to gasp at the harsh feeling on your sensitive skin. “Answer me princess", he mumbles, his mouth still attacking your thighs. “Yes”, you whispered breathlessly, the anticipation taking control of your body. “They look so sexy on you baby. Although right now they’d look better off”, he says looping his finger on the lace undergarment and pulling it down your leg. He smirked, his eyes lighting up as he saw your bare wet pussy.

“How beautiful", he says spreading your legs apart, so he got a better view of your glistening pussy. “I can’t wait to taste you baby, but first. I want to kiss you”, he moves up your body until your face to face. Instantly he attaches his lips to yours his tongue twirling with yours for dominance, him winning. You felt his fingers trail down your body until he slides them over your pussy, a moan immediately coming out of you as his fingertips made contact with your clit. “So wet for me”, he mumbles against your lips.

His fingers start rubbing your clit, the nub being sensitive as he played with you. His fingers slid against your clit and down your hole, spreading your wetness on your pussy. “Mmm Harry”, you moaned as his two fingers inserted inside you. Fuck that feels good you thought. Your legs automatically spread out more, wanting to feel more. He thrusted his fingers rapidly in you as he kissed you, sucking on your lips. The only sound being heard are your panting breaths and the sound of your wetness on Harry’s fingers. He continued his assault on your pussy until he changed the angle of his fingers. He thrusted them up and down inside of you, a foreign feeling overtaking your senses. A pressure forming within you as he repeatedly thrusted his long digits inside you. “Fuck Harry!”, you moaned rather loudly, your pants becoming louder and louder. Your legs starting to shake as he increased the speed of his thrusts. “Fuck fuck fuck”, you moan. “That’s right baby, cum on my fingers", he groaned against your ear. That pressure exploded out of you, your back arching as you came, but not before squirting all over his hand. “Fucking hell that was sexy baby”, he says, bringing his fingers up to his mouth and sucking off your juices.

He instantly kneeled down between your legs, wrapping them around his head as his mouth attacked your sensitive pussy. His tongue gave you no mercy as it flicked your clit and licked your wetness and cum. Your body jolted from how sensitive you were, but this only made Harry want to eat you more. He ducked on your clit, pulling it back and letting it go multiple times, your clit swollen from him rubbing you. Your fingers attached themselves to his curls, pulling on them as he inserted his tongue inside you, flicking it the best he could. “Ooh fuck Harry”, you moaned out, his nose pressing against your clit. He moaned against you, the vibration becoming too much. Your legs started shaking around his head, his head moving up and down as licked you completely. “I want you to squirt one more time for me princess”, he says inserting his long wet digits inside you again and fingering you at a fast pace. He rubbed your clit fast as he fingered you and soon you were a screaming mess and squirting again, the sight making his rock hard and groan in pleasure.

You sat up, your hands reaching down to his pants, unbuttoning them. “Take them off Harry”, you say, not caring how eagerly you sounded. You needed him now. He took off his pants, standing up off the bed. You got on all fours on the bed, watching his cock spring free from the constraints of his clothes. “Want to suck on my cock princess?", he asks. “Yes please”, you say innocently. You open your mouth, and he slides his cock in your mouth. You didn’t touch it with your hands, bobbing your head back and forth. “Fuck your mouth feels so good”, he groans, his head leaning back in pleasure. Slowly he inserted more of himself, the tip hitting the back of your throat, his pelvis touching your nose. You moaned against his cock as he slid it back out, then thrusting it back in. You hallowed your cheeks creating the tightness he needed. He leaned in taking a hold of your hair to pull it back. “Let me fuck that beautiful mouth of yours”, he pants.

He slowly thrusted into your mouth, little by little his thrusts becoming faster and harder. Your small moans becoming gags as he hit the back of your throat saliva dripping down your mouth. Your eyes tearing from the pleasure you were giving him. “Fuck baby. I’m gonna cum”, he moans. You moan against him one last time, the sensation causing the grip on your hair to tighten, and his thrust coming to a halt as you tasted his cum on your tongue. His warm liquid dripping down your throat. You sucked him a couple more times before removing your mouth from his cock with a pop. “Fucking amazing", he praises, wiping the sides of your mouth with his fingers. "Beautiful", he mumbles kissing your lips.

“Let’s take you out of this dress”, he says, leaning down to unzip your dress. Once the dress was off, your hands went to the buttons of his shirt, unbuttoning each one until it was off and placed with the pile of clothes on the floor. His tattoos were on full display now. Tattoos that you would sneakily look at when he was shirtless in the room without him knowing. You were fully exposed now and quite frankly you were extremely nervous. He got on the bed, hovering over yours as your back pressed against the mattress. This image that constantly would replay in your head now becoming a reality. He dipped his head at the crook of his neck leaving small kisses. His lips trail up your neck, kissing along your jaw until he kissed your lips.

You both moaned against each others' lips, your hands on his biceps as he held himself over you. You reach up to kiss his neck, sucking on his skin lightly, leaving a small mark.

“Ready princess?", he asks. “Yes”, you say desperately. His hand reached down between time two of you, gracing his cock in his hand and pumping it a couple of times. Your eyes stayed glued to his actions as he slapped his dick on your sensitive pussy, your body jolting a bit at the sensation. With a couple more slaps, he slowly inserted himself in you, your eyes rolling back at how full you were, his thick cock stretching your insides deliciously. The grip on his bicep tightening, leaving small crescents on his skin.

“Fucking hell princess, you’re tight “, he moans, slipping all the way in you.

He stayed still for a moment letting you adjust, the slight stinging subsiding. “I’m good”, you say. Slowly he thrusted outward, then inward, thrusting at a steady pace. He adjusted his body, kneeling down in front of you, grabbing your thighs. This new angle made him hit your cervix repeatedly, the delicious sensation sending you into heaven. Your eyes rolled back as his light thrusts became harsher. You grabbed your breasts squeezing them with each thrust.

“Fuck Harry, that feels so good. Don’t stop”, you moan as he thrusted faster. You opened your eyes, watching his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. “That’s right baby, fuck my pussy”, you moan, not knowing what came over you, but noticing that he liked it when you talked dirty. “You like how I’m fucking your pussy princess?", he groaned. “Mmm yes Harry”, you gasp as he sharply thrusted in you. “I love how you’re taking my cock so well “, he says, letting go of your thighs and leaning in to kiss you. His forehead leaned into yours as he thrusted in you, moaning against each other. “I-I want to ride you”, you say. He didn’t answer, just smirked as he switched positions. He was now laying on the bed, you on top with your legs on each side of his waist.

In this position you fully felt him all the way inside of you. Without any time to adjust you moved your hips, first moving your hips in a circling motion. He grabbed your waist, holding you as you moved. You then moved upwards, your head falling back in pleasure at how deep he felt. Your hands placed on his chest as you bounced on his dick more rapidly. His hands guiding you, his grip tightening on as the grip on his cock tightened too. You couldn’t stop moaning, the noises of slapping skin being euphoric. The bed hitting the wall repeatedly as he started thrusting upwards, meeting you halfway. “Fuck Harry, I’m gonna cum baby”, you moaned. “Me too babe”, the pants. He leans your body over his, your chest against his, his hands on your ass now, spreading your cheeks as he pounded into you.

His rapid movements literally knocking the air out of you as you uncontrollably moaned against his ear, his moaning against yours as well. Your sweaty skin slapping against each other as he guided you through your orgasms. “H-harry, on my gosh”, you moaned as you came all over his dick. You felt his dick twitch inside you, and he stilled inside you, dispensing his load in your creamy walls. You were both panting, trying to control your breathing. You kissed his lips softly, riding him lightly, milking him empty. You were both sensitive from your actions, halting completely and just staying still as he softened inside you.

“That was amazing” he mumbles against your shoulders. “Yes, it was”, you say pecking his lips as you got off of him. “We should do it more often”, he says, causing you to laugh. “Maybe, but only if you don’t sleep with other girls" you say, looking at him. "Confession. I haven’t slept with anyone since I started thinking about you in this way”, he says, removing a strand of hair from your face as you were now laying down, facing one another, and placing it behind your ear. “In what way?”, you ask, a small smile playing on your lips. “In a lovingly way “, he answers. "Lovingly can mean so many things”, you giggle. “In a… romantically way”, he reiterates. Your checks turned red at his confession. "Really? But you bring girls around-”, “But, I never sleep with them. We make-out, yes, but never sleep, I make that very clear”, he says. Shocked was an understatement. “Let’s see where it goes”, you say making him smile. “Yeah?”, he asks. “If you want to “, you say. “of course I do “, he says, placing small kisses on your lips. “Okay then let's do this “, you say. “Let’s princess", he smiles. You couldn’t be any happier and as you layed here with him, in his arms, naked, you were excited at what the rest of the semester would be like, especially sharing a room with him.

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Tumblr Choose You’re Own Disaster: VAMPIRE ARK: PART 23

STATS:

AGGRESSION: 4

CAUTION: 0

HOMOSEXUALITY: 8

ENDURANCE: 1

SKILL: 4

INVENTORY:

[Wallet] [Cash: $14.50]

[Keys]

[Antique Czech Typewriter] [Ink ribbons: 0]

[Antique Czech Lighter] [Fuel level: 1000%]

[Antique CZ 75 Pistol, 9mm, Automatic] [Ammunition: 50]

[Sharpened Metal Stake]

>Thank her for being a friend and kiss her on the forehead. Don’t elaborate.

Your mind races. You’ve got to do something, you think.

‘Oh no. Please be normal. Please do something normal, and helpful, and don’t make her feel worse. Don’t make this more complicated,’ you say to yourself.

Your heart thumps and your head swirls. You clench and unclench your hands.

You take a step towards Louisiana, stand up on your tiptoes, gently take hold of her shoulders, and kiss her forehead. Just once.

Just enough. Not overstepping the boundary.

“Thank you for being my friend,” you say.

Louisiana sniffs and wipes tears and snot off her face.

“…T-traveled down the road and back again?” she says back to you.

“Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant,” you sing quietly, a wan smile on your face. She laughs quietly, hiccuping in the aftermath of her intense paroxysm of crying.

The two of you have watched every episode of The Golden Girls together.

“We should get going,” you say.

You start walking back to the car.

Louisiana hurries to walk in step beside you.

“Uhm… you’re welcome, I guess…” she says.

“For being your friend.”

The two of you get in the car.

You move your backpack to the front seat and sit in the back next to Louisiana.

“Uhhhhhhh… Are you guys… Is everything…” says Bunny.

“It’s fine, we can get going,” says Louisiana, sniffling a bit. She pulls a couple more tissues from her purse and blows her nose.

You don’t feel any more relaxed. Your heart is still pounding.

“It’s not much further,” says Bunny. “About 45 minutes. Just long enough for… an album.”

Bunny Paulson opens the center console. She withdraws a CD and slides it into the slot in the stereo, and hits play.

It seems to be dance music from the late 1990s.

“Wow, it’s so nostalgic!” says Louisiana, smiling.

You smile back at her.

The pitter-patter of the rain beating down on the roof of the truck mixes with the uptempo beat of the music. You feel yourself relaxing.

Bunny starts the truck and pulls out of the parking lot.

In about twenty-five minutes of driving, Bunny pulls off the freeway and onto a country highway, and from there onto a gravel road with no road sign or street sign.

It’s surrounded by the evergreen conifers endemic to this region.

The truck bumps along across the narrow, uneven road. Branches, shrubs, and ferns scrape against the sides of the vehicle.

After a few minutes, the road evens out and you come to a clearing. There’s about an acre of small shrubs and grasses, dotted with tree stumps, surrounded by the forest. You can make out a wood cabin in the very center. It seems to have a tower? A turret? A… structure protruding out the top. You’re not sure what to call this curious architectural feature.

“Here, I’ll pull up to the front so we don’t get too rained on,” says Bunny.

The gravel crunches under the wheels of the truck.

Bunny pulls up and turns off the music.

“We’re here!” she says brightly.

Suddenly enervated, she hops out of the truck and darts to the front door. You can hear the clicks and thunks of her unlocking several locks. As well as… the beep of an electronic keypad lock?

You grab your backpack and try to pick up Louisiana’s duffel bag, but she sees you reaching for it and snatches it first. “I can carry my own stuff, silly,” she says.

The two of you dart through the rain up the front steps and through the front door of the cabin. The first thing you register is the smell of cedar. It’s dark.

“Door closed and shoes off please!” calls Bunny from further in.

You comply, even though once you’ve closed the door it is even darker.

Suddenly, electric lights turn on. Wow, this place is bigger than you thought. It’s about the same size as your apartment.

Bunny darts around, checking various things, opening and closing doors and cabinets, and muttering to herself cheerily. “Oh, yeah, that’s at a good level… Might need to get more of that next time… And where did I put those…?”

“You can leave your stuff right there until we get the room set up!” Bunny says, gesturing to a hardwood bench next to the door. You leave your backpack on the bench and your boots underneath the bench. Other than the three pairs of shoes that your party has just taken off, the only other shoes present are a pair of rubber rain boots and a pair of fuzzy slippers. You presume that they are Bunny’s.

Above the bench there is a row of coat-hooks. There, too, the only items hanging there are from your little group.

You hear the crumpling of paper and turn around. Bunny is crouched in front of the fireplace, shoving crumpled newspaper into a stack of logs.

You notice that there is an AR-15 rifle hanging above the mantlepiece.

Bunny puts a lighter to the newspaper and lights up the stack of logs.

She gets up.

“Well, that should be going well in a few minutes. In the mean time, let me show y’all the sleeping arrangements I have available.”

She leads you and Bunny into the room at the back of the building, where there are two bunk beds. They don’t have mattresses, but foam sleeping pads and sleeping bags.

Bunny gives you a thumbs-up.

“I call top bunk!” says Louisiana.

“Which one?” you say, smirking.

“BOTH OF THEM,” she replies.

The three of you laugh.

The rest of the day passes without incident.

The rain pounds hard on the roof, and none of you want to go outside.

Bunny tells you about how she built this place to accommodate not just herself, but her family as well, but her parents have since passed and she no longer speaks to her brother.

She shows you the ladder up to the watchtower. It’s not very high, but it does provide a panoramic view of the clearing.

She explains that should the vampires be able to track you out here, that she could pick them off at the tree-line.

Louisiana says that it sounds like she’s preparing to be besieged.

Bunny shrugs and says that she’d rather be besieged here than taken by surprise in the city.

Neither you nor Louisiana can think of an objection to that.

Bunny cooks penne pasta with marinara sauce for dinner.

That night, you lie in the lower bunk of a bunk bed. Louisiana is in the bunk above you. Bunny is on the other side of the room, a few feet away, on the bottom bunk.

You feel so, so tired.

You soon fall asleep.

You dream.

You are sitting on a rough-hewn bench in a prison cell in a dungeon, lit only by braziers.

You stand up, and with the slightest of effort, you push the cell door open.

It creaks loudly.

A guard bursts through a door.

He is dressed in a tunic, and has a sword sheathed at his side.

He shouts a word in a language you don’t recognize, and draws his sword.

#CYOA #choose your own adventure

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I’m allowing myself to indulge in a few spoiler gifsets of the last episode of The Eclipse before I watch it tonight, and oooooomgggggg I can’t WAAAAIIIITTTTTTT. CAN’T. WAIT.!.!.!.

To wile away the time before the kids are in bed, I’ll take quick note of a new/old dorama I’ve picked up, another one in the Machida Keita rabbithole:

So I complained a bit during my Three Star Bar review that I think some of Machida’s projects are underutilizing his acting ability (and it looks like there are some serious duds on the list, like a show about him switching identities with his grandmother??), which is unfortunate, because if the gateway to his work, as it was for me, was Cherry Magic, then we were seriously spoiled with a rock solid and wide-ranging performance. I wonder if there’s analysis out there about BL projects being ones that really push actors to move beyond their usual range limits -- I certainly feel that way about Takeda Kouhei in Old Fashion Cupcake now that I’m seeing him in a much more limited role in Banshaku no Ryuugi, and I know he was with our darling Akaso Eiji in a Kamen Rider series. I probably need to watch more BL projects to make that judgement overall, but I’ll just make the assumption for now that BL pushes otherwise pigeonholed actors to dive into material that’s well outside their usual range (with a probable exception being Kinou Nani Tabeta, with Nishijima Hidetoshi and Uchino Seiyou being ridiculously talented in anything they do).

Okay, so anyway, with this dang rabbithole, I’m plodding through Super Rich, and I watched Three Star Bar, and I indulgently (shower scenes) and patiently (fake crying) got through Teppachi!, and these shows are fine, but certainly not showcases for any sort of boundary-pushing creativity. The material is either steady or light, and the acting required is relatively pedestrian. (Although Akaso Eiji does make Super Rich watchable, the plot is just pretty slow and unexciting.)

In other words, if Machida is pigeonholed into a straight-guy-in-a-straight-role situation, you’re just not gonna see much by way of his real ability to act rangefully (allow me this word, ha).

So recently, my Tumblr dash highlighted a post from the “Based off the tags you follow!” algorithm (why the exclamation point, Tumblr?), and it was a very short review of a 2018 NHK show called “Life as a Girl,” which stars Shison Jun as an utterly fabulous transgender woman named Ogawa Miki, and Machida as her former high school classmate, who ends up living with Miki while he gets out of debt. And the review piqued my interest because it basically said, WATCH THIS, and Machida plays a himbo, and well, THAT’S gonna get me curious, because what the hell does that mean?

And this is SUCH. A. GOOD. SHOW. A SERIOUSLY GOOD SHOW.

I’m only on episode two, and there are only four episodes, which I already know is a damn shame, but sometimes NHK does this thing where they get CRAZY creative for a really short series. And surprisingly, for a show that has a transgender main character, NHK aired this on Friday nights at 10 pm, which is not the usual midnight slot that other Japanese channels give to shows of boundary-pushing material. The episodes are 45 minutes each, allowing the plot and characters to really wind their way through complicated scenarios, like group blind dates and realizations about insecurity.

I’ll do a bigger review once I finish this, but essentially, NHK and the writers of this show do not allow any making fun of Miki, except when certain men ask her if she’s “cut her thing off,” which allows for a touch of a comedic element about gender-based issues that’s then almost immediately batted down by Miki, who loudly retorts about how rude those kinds of comments are. I honestly would have expected NHK to have demanded a more comedic approach to this material, but it is treated utterly seriously and with compassion.

So, Machida, himbo? More than that (although yes, there are himbo elements). First off -- he plays a comedic character, acting essentially as a foil to Miki’s serious commitment to her life decision to live as a woman. In essence, his comedy is rooted in how Miki sees cishet men as generally ridiculous. She has not had any surgery yet, and has been living as a woman for a number of years by the time we meet her.

When Machida’s character, Goto, meets her, he’s in need of a place to stay, and is unsurprisingly surprised to see his formerly male classmate as a woman. He’s a bumbling guy, having gone into debt after an ex-girlfriend dumped him.

As the comedic foil, Machida is PERFECT -- hilarious, well-timed, goofy, physically engaged. But, he also shows that glimmer of deep compassion, concern, and attention that we saw subsequently in abundance in Cherry Magic, with his Goto paying attention to the fact that Miki is actually suffering from extreme loneliness in contemplating her life as a lesbian who wants to find a partner who is okay with her current state of transition. And in Kobe, where the show is set, that arrangement is complicated to find.

This has gotten way longer than I expected, so I promise I’ll do a full review once I finish this short series (after The Eclipse and the latest episode of Silent), but once again, Tumblr was right, and I’m glad I went on this side road of the Machida rabbithole to find this show. (And then I’ll get back to Super Rich, gosh darn it, I WILL finish that show.) Life as a Girl makes me LOVE NHK, because while TV Tokyo really owns the boundary-pushing edgy corner of Japanese television (KNT, CM, etc.), NHK invests and muscles it way in at times, and I’m thrilled that NHK supported this material as Japan’s biggest broadcaster. (ALSO: I don’t think I’ve seen Shison Jun in any doramas yet, but holy shit, HIS performance kills. So much more to say about this once I finish the series!)

#joshi teki seikatsu #joshiteki seikatsu #machida keita #shison jun #life as a girl

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me: I'll only ask two or three questions

also me: ...so that was a lie

I don't think you actually posted any of these yet but my brain sometimes doesn't work

16. What’s an AU you would love to read (or have read and loved)?

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

42. Have you ever received a comment that particularly stood out to you for whatever reason?

45. What’s something you’ve improved on since you started writing fic?

46. Do you prefer writing on your phone or on a computer (or something else)? Do you think where you write affects the way you write?

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

Omg no Cylas don’t worry! I loved answering these

From this

16. What’s an AU you would love to read (or have read and loved)?

Tbh the orphanage au with Odile Abby and Selena

I remember years ago I desperately wanted to read a Carrie fic where precious girl LIVES and goes on to like use her psychic powers for good. She deserves sm better :( also where she gets to be girlfriends with Sue <3

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Idk what the market for this would be but I realllly want to do a Max in a biker au!! Like, with a whole gang of biker werewolves who do wholesome things and eat people who are assholes it has been a concept in my mind since I started to write for him but I’m not sure of anyone wants it lol

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

I think a role reversal au would be really interesting! I’m not sure how I would go about it/who I would use but I think it could be so fun. Like, idk fire spirit Zach and demon hunter Abby or something. It changes their character a lot but keeps the fundamentals.

42. Have you ever received a comment that particularly stood out to you for whatever reason?

Hmm idk since I don’t really get many comments? I can’t remember any at least 😅

45. What’s something you’ve improved on since you started writing fic?

Idk I feel like I haven’t been back to writing for long enough to really notice?? But maybe my overall sense of structure for stories since I have at least been able to plan out/outline 2 long fics (that I haven’t written yet but ssshh) whereas normally before I had no idea 😅

46. Do you prefer writing on your phone or on a computer (or something else)? Do you think where you write affects the way you write?

I usually write on my phone for convenience I guess? Like, I get a lot of stuff done on the bus for some reason too. Umm maybe it effects how it looks on tumblr since I post all of it there, but it looks all relatively the same on the doc so it translates over well enough.

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

Ok so I haven’t been able to start a new draft in a while but I looked through some of my abandoned (for now) WIPs and I present to you this:

“A few months ago his feet might’ve not been able to reach the pedals at all, but recently he’d pitched a growth spurt that practically had his momma ripping her hair out. Now his brother’s old faded KISS shirt hung loosely off him, the hand-me-down jeans frayed at the ends and his busted white high-tops showing the frugal lifestyle they all led. Not that he cared; not now, when he was still the baby of the family, still”

#friend cy <3 #asks #ask game

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Even More Love and Smut Prompts: Part 1

Oh man I know I’m in trouble because Kinktober is burning through Tumblr like a monster wildfire (lol). In that case I might as well jump in, so here it is guys, a monster list of Love and Smut prompts. Fandoms this applies to: Top Gun Maverick, Outer Range, Bad Times at the El Royale, Salem’s Lot and pretty much any of Lewis Pullman’s characters (lol) 18+ WARNINGS APPLY

1. Aftercare and Attention

2. Breeding Kink

3. “I’ve never wanted you this bad

4. Shower sex

5. Sex in the bathtub

6. Kamasutra (favorite position)

7. Doing the deed in an airplane hangar

8. Brat Tamer

9. Blindfolding

10. Getting handsy

11. Riding

12. “I think we’re making too much noise”

13. “Oh shit, the bed just broke”

14. Touch

15. Burying their face in their s.o’s chest

16. Chest kiss

17. Stomach kiss

18. Do they like it slow? Or fast and hard?

19. Kiss with tongue

20. Kissing wounds, scars, injuries

21. Them being really gentle during sex

22. “He didn’t realize how badly he craved her touch”

23. Kissing their s.o’s tattoos

24. Them tying their s.o’s wrists and or ankles with a rope of fake pearls

25. Them receiving some risque polaroids and photos of their s.o

26. “Your kiss lit a fire in me that still burns”

27. Licking

28. “Oh you naughty little shit!”

29. Kissing their s.o’s hand

30. Skin to skin contact

31. Sex on the beach

32. Sex during the full moon

33. “I know we’ve got three days/two weeks left but I’m soooo horny!!!”

34. “I’ll be a good boy/girl, I promise”

35. “Please, just touch me”

36. Do they masturbate??

37. Kissing the sore spots on their s.o

38. Doing it in the back field at the ranch

39. Doing it in the truck bed or vehicle

40. “Oh so it’s one of those nights, is it?”

41. “SHIT IT’S THE WRONG VIDEOTAPE!!!!”

42. How they show they love you

43. “You’re my love, my life, my joy and my everything”

44. Kissing the spots on their s.o where the heartbeat can physically be felt

45. Hair pulling

46. Running their hands through their s.o’s hair

47. Sex by the fire in freezing weather

48. “You’re blushing!”

49. Their most sensitive spots

50. Love bits/nipping

51. Hickeys

52. The smells that make them absolutely feral

53. Using ice cubes to play with them on a hot day

54. Their favorite screw spots

55. Brushing your fingers against the exposed skin and or nipples (hee hee)

56. “Will you quit teasing me?!”

57. “Take your time, I don’t want to hurt you”

58. What’s their safe word?

59. “On your back.....please? For me?”

60. “Follow your breath.....I’ll do the rest”

61. “Do you have any idea how fucking hard you’re making me right now?”

62. “Your eyes are the sweetest I’ve ever seen”

63. Kissing while you slow dance

64. “Oh that feels so good.....”

65. “Shhh, baby.......let me look in those pretty eyes of yours”

66. Sucking and biting

67. “Oh my God!!! Baby, you’re so wet!!!”

68. Slowly helping each other undress before getting into bed

69. (I think this number speaks for itself, lol)

70. “We’ve got all day and all night”

71. “It’s been a month since we started trying and I still can’t get him/her off of me”

72. Nose kiss

73. Eskimo kiss

74. Kiss on the forehead

75. “After all this time....? Always”

76. Underneath your clothes

77. “I kissed you once and you took my breath away”

78. Who’s the dominant one in the bedroom?

79. Cheek kiss

80. Eating out their s.o

81. Eating out their s.o in the bathtub

82. Proud of their guy/girl

83. “We’d better not make a mess”

84. “Please, I’m begging you, use your hands”

85. Something they won’t do

86. Wearing their s.o’s clothes after sex

87. “Tell me what you want?”

88. “Oh baby, you did so good”

89. “Did.......did you just come?”

90. How fast/long can they go?

91. “You’re really sensitive aren’t you?”

92. “Can I be on top this time?”

93. “This feels so good”

94. Their fingers brushing against your cheek

95. “Touch me here”

96. Wet dreams

97. “Talk dirty to me”

98. “You have no idea how sexy you look in that”

99. “Here, let me help you get off”

100. First time

#top gun maverick #outer range #bad times at the el royale #salem's lot #love and smut #love and smut prompts

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the-chronicles-of-a-bookworm · 1 year

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I posted 567 times in 2022

That's 566 more posts than 2021!

45 posts created (8%)

522 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@so-scarlet-it-was-maroon

@vespersposts

@that-was-a-bit-stupid-of-you

@asunflowerana

@colorseeingchick

I tagged 250 of my posts in 2022

#hannah's dairy entry - 36 posts

#kuroko no basket - 31 posts

#jjk - 30 posts

#knb - 29 posts

#jujutsu kaisen - 24 posts

#hannah talks - 17 posts

#akashi seijuro - 14 posts

#tumblr games - 13 posts

#aomine daiki - 13 posts

#nanami kento - 13 posts

Longest Tag: 108 characters

#that balcony opposite my building with millions of different kinds of flowers basically filling up the place

My Top Posts in 2022:

ask: aloha, im new, an i was wondering uh..why dont you like JK rowling if she made harry putter *potter (sorry it doeint *doesint* let me backspace) but you like harry potter? sorry i dont mean to be rude or offend im actually really curious and would love to know <3 (if u dont wanna anzer *answer tat is fine lol) (IM SO SORRY FOR THE MISSSPELLS)

Hi! Firstly, welcome to my blog and the spelling mistakes are totally fine, I've faced them before. 😁😁 Now, I support the LGBTQ+ community and believe that someone's sexuality or gender does not matter in society. I was exposed to the terms 'gay' and 'lesbian' at a young age, and my parents explained them to me. However, they told me that homosexuality is a 'disgusting' act. I did not want to believe them, though. I always thought that if a boy liked another boy, or if a girl liked another girl, it was totally fine. It's like in fairytales, it's true love. Except, there are two princesses/princes. J.K. Rowling is, in very short words, a TERF. Why? It started on Twitter where JKR 'accidentally liked' a transphobic tweet. The tweet was something about trans men being 'men in dresses'. People all around the world started throwing hate comments at JKR saying things like "You are Voldemort" and stuff like that. Why people did not get a reply to the hate comments was because JKR stayed off of Twitter, as she says on her website. J.K. Rowling liked another post, yet again, on Twitter, which caused another outbreak of hate comments. But soon, JKR started to openly show her support for a person called Maya Forstater, a British tax advisor who wasn't renewed because of her transphobic posts. On her website, she lists the reasons why she is worried about trans activism, or something and you can check it out here.

I hope this did not bore you to death 😐, but, I needed to show just how much I do not support JKR. (I thought a long answer would show that.)

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Imagine you’re at a party. You’re single. However, three guys you like are present. (They’re also hopelessly in love with you.) The games are:

Spin the bottle (kiss)

7 minutes in heaven (make-out)

truth or dare (oral)

You’re forced to participate in all three games. The games are rigged by your and his friends. Each game is a different guy. Pretend you have a choice. Gojo, Aomine, and Kento which act of sin?

Nonnie! I absolutely LOVED this question!! Okie, let's get started.

Nanami Kento - Truth or Dare. I choose him for this cause I think he'll be really understanding and wouldn't tease me too much about an embarrassing answer. And for dares, I don't think he'll make me do something to make me uncomfortable. dare me to kiss you pls .

I just found out that truth or dare is oral. Like, the, THE oral. and since my blog is SFW, i'm not going in detail. But my answer remains the same. People above 18 years of age probably understood what I meant by THE oral.

Gojo Satoru - 7 minutes in heaven. I honestly couldn't choose between this and Spin the Bottle. I chose 7 minutes in heaven cause I think he'll be much more experienced in this kind of stuff, you know. Sure, I'll have to endure some of his teasing but the reward i'm getting is good enough to make up for it.

Aomine Daiki - Spin the Bottle! For a boy who spends his whole life playing basketball, I don't think he has any experience being in relationships. I actually wanted him for 7 minutes in heaven, but most of that 7 minutes will just be one kiss and us being blushing, stuttering idiots. So yeah, spin the bottle.

This was really cute and I LOVED answering this. To be honest, I wanted all three of them for all the three *ahem* activities. But, that is not possible.

33 notes - Posted August 15, 2022

Aomine Daiki x Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend, Aomine, was away for a practise match between some other school. You, however, wanted cuddles. Pairing: Aomine Daiki x GN! Reader Warnings: None, just fluff Words: 538 a/n: I started writing this at 2:20 p.m. This is supposed to be gn!reader but I visualized a fem!reader when writing this. This is proofread but please give feedback. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“It’s cold.”, you whispered to yourself, silently hoping that Aomine could somehow hear you. Maybe the wind can carry your whispers to him. It was snowing slightly. Not enough for a blizzard or anything. Just little specks of white on the roads and pavements. As if the wind had sent your message to your boyfriend, you heard the keys jingling and a rough, deep voice calling out “Baby, I’m home!”

You run over to Aomine, jumping up and latching your arms around his neck, giving him soft, quick kisses on his cheek and down to his jaw.

“Daiki! Finally, you’re home. I’ve been waiting for so long and I want to cuddle.”, you whined.

You gave him your pouty face, slowly blinking your eyes and giving your boyfriend more kisses, trailing down his neck. Aomine has still not let you down, enjoying your kisses. After what seemed like eternity, your boyfriend placed you on the ground.

“C’mere baby. We can cuddle here.” Aomine said, guiding your red loveseat.

Aomine laid down first and opened his arms, gesturing you to come and cuddle up next to him.

His eyes drifted to your feet, and he smirked slightly.

“Oh! You’re stealing my socks too, now? Can’t get enough of me babe?”

“Shut up, Daiki.”, you said, slightly slapping his chest, “I missed you, and your socks are big and warm.”

“Okay, okay, sorry.”, he took you arms and started kissing your palm before he pressed his lips onto yours.

Aomine’s kisses varied from soft to passionate and rough. Right now, he was softly kissing you, lightly licking your bottom lip for permission to enter and you happily complied. It spread sparks of pleasure around your body. A euphoric feeling filling you body. Aomine’s lips on yours was the only thing you registered, completely blocking out anything else that was happening around you.

Aomine slowly pulled away, both of you slightly panting. You grinned before whispering his name, repeatedly.

“I love you so much, Daiki. And you’re right, I can never get enough of you”, you whispered.

His fierce blue eyes were oozing with warmth and love as he stared at you.

“I love you too, Y/N.”, Aomine whispered, pecking your lips.

“But I love you more.”, you teased, smirking slightly.

“No, I love you more.”

“In your dreams, Daiki.”

“That should be my line.”

“Huh? I couldn’t hear you.”, you giggled.

Aomine shifted so that he could hover over you and started tickling you. Your giggles and laughs filled the room. Even Aomine started laughing out loud. His warm laugh reached your ears and you giggled more.

“The only one who can love more is me!” you boyfriend said.

“Fine, fine! I surrender! Please stop!” you shouted, still laughing.

Aomine pulled his hand away and returned to your original position. You put your head in the crook of his neck before you felt your eyes slowly drooping.

You gave him a small kiss on his neck before you quiet snores filled the room. The last thing you registered was Aomine hugging you more tightly and a kiss on the back of you head.

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Akashi Seijuro x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Akashi Seijuro x Fem!Reader Warnings: my writing, tooth-rotting fluff Word count: 548 a/n: OOC Akashi I think. I am just writing this for myself but I'm just sharing it here for those who are willing to read stupid fics too. U can also request for something if you have anything on ur mind. just check the rules in my blog before requesting something. The ending is also very stupid cause i didn't know what to write. P.S.- I overdid it with the tags. ignore them... if u want to.

You were sitting on Akashi’s lap. One of his arms was wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly whilst the other handheld the book you were reading together, open. As he reached out to turn the page, your quiet voice called out.

“No, don’t turn it yet, I’m not done.”

“Well, how can I ignore your requests, fair maiden?”, your boyfriend said, before putting his hand back in its original place, around your waist.

“So cheesy, Sei. We should read something else other than medieval romance, then.”, you teased.

A warm, deep, velvety chuckle filled the room. Akashi’s hand slithers up your shirt and rests on your stomach.

“You’re right, darling. As much as I love reading, some books influence me. Nevertheless, I’m not taking back what I said before.

You giggled and turned to look at him. He set the book on the side table before turning his attention back to you.

He looks beautiful wearing his reading glasses. It was rectangular and was perched on his nose delicately. Akashi was looking at you from above his glasses. You reached your hand up, and took it off, setting it on the side table, above the book, carefully. Then, brought your face closer to his and lightly brushed your lips on his cheeks.

“You’re so pretty, you know that?”, you asked before proceeding to kiss his nose.

“Shouldn’t I say that to you, my love? You’re beautiful.” Akashi teased, pushing a strand of your hair that escaped its hair tie prison, behind your ear.

“Gorgeous” Kiss on the crown of you head.

“Attractive” Kiss on the top of your head.

“Appealing” Kiss on your forehead.

“Alluring” Kiss on the bridge of your nose.

“Bewitching” Kiss on your nose.

“irresistible” Kiss on one of your cheeks.

“heavenly” Kiss on your other cheek.

“pulchritudinous”

Akashi pressed his lips onto your, your cheeks dusted with red from what he said you were. You could feel Akashi smirking against your lips. He won the teasing game, fair and square. Just as he was pulling away, you pecked his lips slightly before pulling back yourself.

“I don’t know how you know all those words, especially the last one. I thought you were telling me that I’m like fruit punch or something. Or fruit pulp. Or studious. Does studious make sense, though? Maybe fruit juice who studies well. A smart fruit juice. A smart fruit! What’s a smart fruit, though? Maybe apples, cause they’re better than doctors.”

You boyfriend let a laugh he has been trying to hold back for so long. His beautiful laugh broke you out of your own thoughts.

“Huh? What happened, babe?”

“Nothing, darling. You were rambling.”

“Well,”, you said, smiling a little, “If it is annoying, I’ll just go.”

“No, no, love! I meant to say that its adorable.”

You laughed before wrapping your arms around his body and snuggling your face into the crook of Akashi’s neck.

“I love you.”

“I know,”, Akashi said softly, “I love you too.”

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My #1 post of 2022

boyfriend! nagi who presses lazy morning kisses to your face whenever he wakes up earlier than you (which is rare) "wake up princess, i want some kisses too y'know"

boyfriend! nagi who relishes in the kisses you press to his cheeks and his cutey patootie nose and his beautiful, closed eyelids and finally a small, barely there, peck to his lips.

boyfriend! nagi, who loves sleeping, but loves you more, so he sacrifices it to come with you to the grocery store at 3:00 in the morning to get that exact same ice cream you asked for before going to sleep.

boyfriend! nagi who loves it when you ramble about your day while massaging hair. "use your nails too baby. love the feelin' of your nails s'much"

boyfriend! nagi who comes with you to see you get your nails done and keeps telling you to get sharper, longer tips cause he loves how it looks on you. "do those long ones you had last week, baby. the ones that feel good when you play with my hair."

boyfriend! nagi who gives you his hoodies to wear before a match. "you can keep this, babe. i have another one anyways."

boyfriend! nagi who loves the good luck kiss you give him before a match and when you wave to him from the stands when during a match.

boyfriend! nagi who loves you so much, that he'll brag to all his friends about you. "yeah, that's my girl. my baby."

this was written for @/garoujo who loves nagi seishiro and blue lock. I barely read 10 chapters of the manga, but I have enough characterization after reading emmie's (@/garoujo) fics. credits to @firefly-graphics for the pretty dividers and @vespersposts who supported me all throughout! you can ask to be tagged through ask or dms.

388 notes - Posted November 28, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #false #this was actually cute!!#bro i wanted to post more #but i've been so busy #i couldnt even breath #let alone write and post smth #i love this tho #its like a spotify wrapped #but tumblr

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45outoftime · 1 year

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I posted 2,480 times in 2022

4 posts created (0%)

2,476 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@washyourdamnhands

@batsinurbelfrey

@seananmcguire

@spacecamp1

@eugeniosuarez

I tagged 1,072 of my posts in 2022

#what queue see is what you get - 506 posts

#taskmaster - 66 posts

#doggo! - 35 posts

#tag games - 28 posts

#sunsets my beloved - 25 posts

#cats - 18 posts

#my favorite flower - 12 posts

#dracula daily - 11 posts

#pride month - 11 posts

#pfftt - 10 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#they tried to teach me to touch type when i was in elementary school. whenever we went to the library in between like third and sixth grade

My Top Posts in 2022:

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(This is swish-swish-nyoom-nyoom) About that fish post: in Italy we say ‘pesce d’aprile’ (april fish) to people who get pranked on april fools. The most classic joke is attaching a paper fish to people’s back :) so that post ending up on my dash today was kind of timely—I had to reblog haha.

oh ok! i was wondering what exactly the context was, but that’s pretty fun! by inflicting the fish on my followers am i continuing the joke? (lol)

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My #1 post of 2022

a reintroduction

hello everyone! if you’re wondering who the hell this is, hi, i’m lara. you probably know me as @longshot-girls, or maybe as @krakenbait for hockey stuff.

i’ve had tumblr for a little over a year now, so i figured now was as good a time as any for a rebrand. so don’t be surprised if you see the usual amount of art and pretty photos and irreverent things on your dashes, just with a cheery sunflower instead of the little hockey player next to it. and if you’re curious, look under the break to see what changed and where it came from.

a guide to the new look:

url: longshot-girls --> 45outoftime

my new url is a nod to the bleachers song “45,” specifically drawing from these lines “Our 45s spinning out of time / Oh honey, I'm still on your side.” there’s also another song called “45″ that i like, the one by the gaslight anthem, even though it’s not directly referenced. my old url was a reference to “Longshot,” my story about a college women’s hockey team.

profile pic: hockey player --> sunflower

sunflowers are my favorite flower, and i wanted something simple and cheery. the hockey player drawing i had as my old profile pic was done by my lovely friend corwin.

title: one of our longshots paid off --> two strings shaking in a minor chord

the new title is a line from “portland” by the menzingers, a song i love and a line that felt like it fit the new vibe. my old title was also a song lyric, but it was from “longshot” by catfish and the bottlemen, the song that gave the title to my story.

9 notes - Posted January 24, 2022

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1. Selfie? Nahhh.

2. What would you name your future kids? Alex, Natalie, or Jack.

3. Do you miss anyone? Always.

4. What are you looking forward to? Beach trip next month.

5. Is there anyone who can always make you smile? It doesn't take a lot for me to smile. But, yes.

6. Is it hard for you to get over someone? Very.

7. What was your life like last year? Lots of curveballs but ya girl is surviving.

8. Have you ever cried because you were so annoyed? Hahaha, yes.

9. Who did you last see in person? My roommates.

10. Are you good at hiding your feelings? Yes and no.

11. Are you listening to music right now? Nope.

12. What is something you want right now? My next paycheck.

13. How do you feel right now? Sore.

14. When was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you? Probably my dad earlier this week tbh lol.

15. Personality description? I’ve heard I’m bubbly.

16. Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t? Right now.

17. Opinion on insecurities? Everyone has them so you should always be kind.

18. Do you miss how things were a year ago? Nope. Not at all.

19. Have you ever been to New York? Not yet.

20. What is your favorite song at the moment? Cocoa Butter Kisses by Chance the Rapper.

21. Age and birthday? 90’s baby Virgo.

22. Description of your crush? Dark curly hair. Skinny fit. Hilarious and chill.

23. Fears? Clowns, heights, and abandonment.

24. Height? 5’2’’.

25. Role model? My aunt.

26. Idol? Frida Kahlo.

27. Things you hate? Anti-choice folk and all other bigots.

28. I’ll love you if…you love me for me.

29. Favorite films? Batman and Robin, Rogue One, Split, Boyhood, and The Kid Detective.

30. Favorite tv shows? Too many to write but I recently added Little Fires Everywhere to that long list.

31. 3 random facts? I’m underpaid. I’m single. I’m bisexual.

32. Are your friends mainly girls or guys? Probably slightly more girls.

33. Something you want to learn? To fluently speak Spanish.

34. Most embarrassing moment? Being fingered just as my period started. In the middle of the woods.

35. Favorite subject? English or Art.

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill? To not live paycheck to paycheck. To find the love of my life. To see The Pyramid of Giza.

37. Favorite actors? Okieriete Onaodowan, Penn Badgley, Drew Barrymore, Cameron Monaghan, and Letitia Wright

38. Favorite comedians? John Mulaney and Trevor Noah.

39. Favorite sports? Baseball, soccer, and golf.

40. Favorite memory? It snowed in DC while I was there.

41. Relationship status? Single.

42. Favorite book? Too many.

43. Favorite song ever? Picture by Sheryl Crow.

44. Age you get mistaken for? 19! Lol.

45. How did you find out about your idol? School.

46. What does your last text message say? ‘Somewhat lol..tryna grab a drink tomorrow?’ To me. No cap.

47. Turn-ons? Passion and compassion.

48. Turn-offs? Pompous assholes.

49. Where you want to be right now? A hot tub.

50. Favorite picture of your idol? Any of her self-portraits. They all speak to something different but equally important.

51. Star sign? Virgo

52. Something you’re talented at? What I have my degree in.

53. 5 things that make you happy? Nature, food, sex, friendship, and love.

54. Something that's worrying you at the moment? Bills, bills, bills.

55. Tumblr friends? I tend to keep to myself.

56. Favorite food? Tiramisu.

57. Favorite animals? Arctic animals, foxes, opossums, dogs, and koala bears.

58. Description of my best friend? Puerto Rican and southern princess.

59. Why I joined Tumblr? It wasn't this account but my first one was created in 2008. I liked it better than Myspace or Facebook. Still do.

60. Ask me anything you want? Do ittt.

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zumpietoo · 2 years

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The Cray Continueth...

https://lovedinapastlife.tumblr.com/post/637885179040546816/anti-brace-yourselves-opinion-ahead-skip-if

Ummm.....do you mean for FT, who was also sexually harassing him and antagonizing BH shippers every chance she got? That isn’t “coworkers”, that’s one miserable little bitch....and nobody else “called off” anybody save PP (for which FT never even thanked her) AND....that wasn’t Cole’s stans, but your kween’s.....including yourself....

Cole’s a supremely self effacing dude and he has never, EVER done anything like that....despite the supreme toxicity of his coworkers routinely name dropping, using him for clicks, stalking him, etc....he’s actually been unbelievably patient about it...

I don’t even know WTF the rest of what she’s talking about is....but it’s utter batshit bullshit...I can’t remotely recall when he last did so....plus we know the cast is infinitely moar “unprofessional” than that...

Umm....casting offices (?) were already calling him and he remains the only person on the show to lead a successful theatrical feature. He’s extraordinarily kind to his fans and certainly doesn’t suggest they join cults....

If anything? It’s quite obvious whatever Cole had opted to do, his fans would’ve followed....Plaiderdale didn’t make Cole famous, Cole made it famous....

Cole’s routinely praised on other sets for his dedicated work ethic and this has now been fully debunked.

You were there and know that about him and PP?

And WTF??? That never happened in that shoot.....literally now you’re just fucking lying....since it didn’t happen, it wasn’t “unprofessional” or “immature”......and I have no idea how he was “marketing” himself with this....

Does she mean when they were ALL at a pool party? Where everybody was, by default, wearing a bathing suit? And where the only “very young” girl was Kaia, who was also an adult....(and got with Cara). At “mature person”??? Cole was an entire 27/28 when she wrote this-----and she’s referring to parties he attended when even younger than that....not sure WTF she’s clutching her pearls over.

The rest are complete and utter lies....she is, literally, a liar....plus, once again....dude, if Cole wanted to get laid, he’d have his pick....that’s been made abundantly clear as well.

And the “berates” were also outed as fakes....the only “abusive” thing Cole ever did to either of his exes was to dump them....which he’s fully entitled to do...

And what “signs”? Amy’s insistence. Plus, by the time this was posted, he’d dumped PP almost a year earlier. And addict? Again....not Cole, but yes KokeJ, yes PP...

Fail, fullbore LIAR

One’s merely being creative, the second’s her insisting internet rumors are true.

Fail, liar, Fail....

So does the rest of the cast. PP talks in interviews about doing drugs and is in a cult. KokeJ’s in rehab for the second time....The tweet was by somebody who wasn’t there and had never met him.....she thought she was being funny....

Crotchi was the one who tested positive for Covid and cause the set to shut down early.

Ummmm.....again, noooo.....and so fucking what? Good lord you’re a humorless twat. Plus what about when Hart and KokeJ were jumping off the roof into the pool, where’s your concern about injury for that?

Also Cole’s physically aging??? By the time she posted this, PP was posing shit where she looked 45 and KokeJ’d been looking olllddd for years.

Now it’s nearly 2 years later and Cole looks scrumptious....

Ummm.....how is this “control freak nonesense”. And the tumblr experiment was like a decade ago....dude, pathetic. Camera duels is self explanatory....He had momentary tech issues when he lent his platform for something anti-racist, as well as marching and lending his star power to that and other causes. While PP was making shit entirely about herself....

Why is he expected to indulge people for being assholes and harassing him? This is patently ridiculous....Literally now it’s if he’s less than a saint and inviting abuse he’s a bad person....dude, pathetic....

Why was he expected to speak out before he got hassled and doxxed? Why and how was the timing “majorly suspect”? Other than it followed PP having just doxxed him again and indirected him to pimp her flop of a “movie” and “poems”?

Ummmm.....actually, Cole’s known for being the most considerate of the crew and the rest of the cast are assholes....FT herself routinely didn’t wear her mask and at the time, wasn’t even sure who her babydaddy was....plus myyyyyy but this rant went deep into the psycho, huh???

Also, sounds like she believe the Reina crap....which, by this point? Totally ded and had there been anything (no), his business.

Cole is the one who sees a shrink, PP is the one who’s in a cult. Try to keep that straight....plus I thought he disrespected the crew?

The show’s ending now, he remains their biggest draw....after this he Moonshot was revived and a hit, Borrasca 2 just wrapped and he’s filming a new theatrical soon. PP? Filmed one, endlessly pushed back streaming thing that she had to buy her way onto.

I’m sure Cole’s sobbing that you no longer love him for dumping PP. Especially given how clearly psychotic you are. What “hard work of others” is he destroying, exactly? He isn’t the sexual harasser, etc...

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random boyfriend eren hcs (modern/college au)

↯ pairing: eren jaeger x (fem) reader

↯ genres and warnings: modern/college au, himbo eren supremacy as per usual, but can you imagine eren, armin, and jean living together in one house bye

↯ notes: this is me once again trying out this headcanon format, also because i have lots of thoughts about eren (being normal) and going to college lmao

↯ more notes: sorry i have to repost this again tumblr is being dumb ://

Not a frat boy, but definitely lives by the mantra “work hard, party harder.”

Likes going out to frat parties and keggers first year, but calms down as time goes on. Sophomore year is more house parties and occasionally going downtown to clubs. By the time junior year rolls around tho, he and Jean are thee party hosts. Homecoming, Halloween, Pre-Thanksgiving break, you name it, those two have a reason to throw a party for it

But party doesn’t always mean absolute rager. Sometimes it’s just drinking with your friends, playing pong, and absolutely crushing Jean at uno.

At parties with lots of other people, Eren really doesn’t let people fuck around with you, or any of his friends really. Once almost got into a fight because he watched a guy out his hands on yours and Mikasa’s waists to “move around you.” As if.

Wears his key necklace around all the time, obviously. So he gives you a necklace with a lock on it, with both of your initials engraved on the back.

Nobody really notices it at first, since the chains are long and the necklaces are you usually tucked inside your shirts. But one day, ever the observant one, Armin catches a glimpse of yours resting on top of your shirt. Cue squinted eyes looking back and forth between you and Eren before—eureka! “You and Eren have matching necklaces!!!”

Plays sports, not for a scholarship but just for fun. Gets very pouty when you can’t make it to his games; and gets extra pouty if you show up, but you’re not wearing his jersey.

On the flip side, gets very giddy when he sees you in the stands with his jersey on and very ostentatiously scoops you up into a hug after the game is over.

Literally does not know where the library is until you show it to him. Any of them. Help him.

The worst person to study with if he doesn’t have any actual work to do. Will bother you and prefer to gossip than to let you do your work in peace. If you need an actual study buddy, you should try Mikasa.

Drunkenly hits on you a lot. Scratch that, he hits on you regardless, drunk or sober, despite the fact that you’re literally dating him already.

Literally reserves at least two nights of the week to have dinner with Armin bye and you couldn’t even interrupt them if you tried.

Waits for you outside of your classroom if you’ve had an important presentation or something. Not always with anything cheesy or loud, but just to be able to cheer you on and congratulate you after.

Hates the act of going grocery shopping, but loves going with you. Also because you force him to buy things other than Anytizers and Kraft Mac and Cheese.

Steals your hair ties and scrunchies to put his hair up. Does not fucking give them back, and denies having them, even if they’re piling up on his wrist.

Will drive you anywhere and everywhere. He is your personal Uber. Even if you don’t want him to be, he would rather die than let you get into an actual Uber—and if it’s late at night? Forget it, Eren doesn’t care if you’re 45 mins away, he’ll come get you.

After you stabbed him with your pen for drawing in your notebook (with your very pristine notes), he started leaving sticky notes inside of them instead.

They’re all super random, usually incoherent, and sometimes just drawings, and you’d never tell him, but you keep every single one.

Cuts class a lot, but not to the point where he’s failing. Just when he feels like it’s deserved, you know? Like, if he attended lecture for a class all week, he deserved to skip Friday’s lecture. As a treat.

He’s embarrassing. Endearing, but so embarrassing. Like, singing in the middle of the street embarrassing. Asking you to do a TikTok in public embarrassing. Why do you even love him.

Moves off-campus during junior year and rooms with Jean and Armin in three-bedroom house. So, he’s never actually lonely, but he’s a little crybaby and will whine to get to you to come over.

LOVES sleeping over at your place, though. Because you live with Annie and Mikasa, so your place is always clean and always smells good. Plus Mikasa and Annie are usually busy, which means you get more privacy at your place.

Mikasa honestly just starts making breakfast for Eren in the mornings when he does sleep over, and Annie is so unfazed by his presence.

Jumps at the opportunity to join in on your girls wine-night or skincare-routine night. So what if it’s him and three other girls drinking red wine with face masks on and talking about Anne Hathaway movies while playing Monopoly Deal? It leaves him pleasantly buzzed and his skin is absolutely glowing, suck his dick, Connie.

Likely doesn’t understand a thing about your major/program but listens enthusiastically when you talk about it anyways.

His lock screen is the only selfie he’s ever convinced you to take with him. (That’s okay because he has many screenshots of your snaps for safekeeping and blackmailing).

Tries to get you to exercise with him. If you’re into that, then great. If you’re not, it’s okay, he always has time to stop and take a mid-workout thirst trap to send your way. Because he’s annoying like that.

Once accidentally replied to the whole class instead of just the professor on an email asking him to be a g and bump his 89.9 to a 90. Embarrassing. (The prof did raise in the end tho, so maybe he really does have some charm to him).

Has to wear reading glasses when studying for a long time/or at his computer for a long time, and even though he doesn’t like them, you think he looks super cute in them; so he wears them more often than usual.

Calls you asking for the most obscure school supplies/stationary. “Babe, hey, you wouldn’t happen to have a spare 4x8 poster board laying around now would you?”

Mind you this is at, like, 3am, 12 hours before the poster board in question is due.

Speaking of stationary, is an absolute little shit and steals your good pens. He’s partial to the sparkly ones, if he’s being honest. They make his notes look better, fuck you, Jean.

“Eren, give me back my purple 0.4mm pen.” “I don’t know what that is, sorry.” “Eren, I can see it in your hand!”

Brings you snacks while you’re studying. If you’re really trying to crack down and be serious, he won’t even bother you. Just bring the snacks, bring you water and boba, kiss your little forehead and be on his way.

Has a polaroid camera he got as a birthday gift, and uses it to sneak pictures of you whenever you’re not looking. He keeps the good ones hung up on a sponge board in his room.

He has a few.... riskier ones too, but those are for his eyes only.

Loves to pick out your nail color when you get your nails done. Honestly gets a little pouty when you don’t ask him lmaoo

Purposely leaves his clothes around so you can wear them. Isn’t subtle about it in the slightest. Sometimes leaves them with a note: “Please wear this, you’d look cute as fuck. Thank you. —Management.”

(slightly nsfw below)

Is not too proud to ask you for risqué snaps. Not necessarily full nudes, thought he doesn’t object to those.

Will literally give you hickeys out of boredom. Will pull you onto his lap and start kissing your neck because he has nothing better to do. Also because it leads to sex 7/10 times. The other 3 times, it’s because he falls asleep with his head in your neck lmaoo

Might have once fucked you with one of his lectures playing in the background, but you’ll never tell.

He really likes phone sex. He’s shit at being quiet, so he can only really do it when Jean and Armin are out of the house, but there’s something about only being able to hear your moans to get off that really does it for him.

He’s kind of goofy and absentminded sometimes, so sometimes you’ll be mid-sex and he’ll look at you like “Hey, did you finish your assignment, it’s due tomorrow right?”

And honestly, you kinda wanna be upset, but then you start thinking—“Did I finish my assignment?” And then you realize you did and nod and he’s like “Ok, cool,” kisses your forehead and resumes where you left off.

#aot x reader #snk x reader #eren x reader #eren jaeger x reader #aot imagines #snk imagines #eren smut #eren fluff #levi x reader

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