#i can't wait to see her freak out when she realizes that all the songs

[morganafata]

Ya, if I was Sun Jae and some weird, pretty girl followed me around all the time saying the most profoundly romantic shit ever like "I would jump through time to be with you" or "I'll stay by your side forever so live a long life" I might just stay obsessed with her for 15 years and make all the love songs in my kpop career about her.

#i know the last part isn't confirmed but come on #i can't wait to see her freak out when she realizes that all the songs #she's been bopping to were about her #lovely runner #kim hye yoon #byeon woo seok #kdramas

[angelkissiies]

pancakes for dinner

abby anderson x reader

cw : love confessions , anxiety , hockey!abby , girly!reader (glitter n pink fan) , modern!au

wc : 2.5 (HOW DID IT GET THIS LONG)

a / n : i never meant for this to be so long but i adore a love confession n hockey!abby ,, anyways ! enjoy ! also if you see grammatical issues SQUINT i didnt proofread this !!!

based off of emotions i get from THIS song ,, and some ugly dude being mean to abs on twitter ..

You stared down at the blank sheets of paper, fluffy fountain pen twirling in between your fingers as you let your playlist restart. You had so much to say, that you almost didn’t couldn’t find a way to say it, the itching anxiety pulling at your heart as you glanced at the clock. ‘7:38 PM’. Her flight was landing in a couple hours, you internally kicked yourself for waiting so long, but finally made the first move to start writing. 

‘Bee, Abby, 

This seems extremely silly right now and I kinda want to throw up at the idea of you actually seeing this’ 

You let out a sigh, striking out the line before continuing. 

‘I need you to know some things, some things I've been meaning to tell you for, well, forever. We’ve been friends for as long as I can remember and as much as I don't want to risk losing that, I can’t not tell you. I’ve been very clear about my sexuality and you’ve been so supportive of me– but I can't let you set me up with any more of your hockey friends (you’re probably wondering why this is soo important but just keep reading.)

Don’t get me wrong, Nora was a lovely date– opened the car door for me and everything, but it just wasn’t right. I know you and as you’re reading this you’re probably shaking your head and muttering something about ‘you just didn’t give her a chance,’ but just stay with me here. 

I have gone on dates and I have tried all the dating apps, I’ve even had my fair share of hookups–

but Abby, I can’t stop thinking about you. 

From the day I met you, I think I've always known. You have been all I've wanted and I really understood that this year, I mean seeing you hooking up with all of those girls made me jealous– as stupid as it sounds, and no, It wasn’t because they were prettier than me or something, but it was because they had you.’ 

Your stomach churned as you halted, taking an unsteady breath, your finger moving to skip the song that had come on– ‘Heather’ by Conan Gray being in bad taste for the moment. You had the urge to rip the paper apart, hiding all evidence of the confession of your love, and nestle into your bunk bed– waiting for the inevitable knock on your door when she arrived back, begging to chat about her travels. Though, you remained still– chewing on the flesh of your lip before forcing yourself to continue. 

‘I’m saying this now because I fear, if not now then never. Your absence gave me a chance to figure out my feelings about you without worrying about you accidentally finding out. I needed to overcome my fear of losing you and came to realize that I can't, so writing this all out is seriously freaking me out. ‘ 

A ringing from your phone made you jump, the music pausing briefly as you checked the caller ID, the air caught in your lungs as you realized who it was. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.” You chanted, staring at the little picture of her that accompanied the tense ringing in the now quiet room. ‘Shit!” You huffed, at last, letting your finger swipe across the screen to accept before placing her on speaker. 

“Hey!” Her groggy voice rang out, accompanied by the loud bustle of what sounded like a crowd. “Did I wake you up or something?” 

You let out a small, confused noise before answering– hand shaking slightly. “No, no. Just doing some work. What about you, you sound like shit.” You teased, taking a deep breath to gain your composure. The last thing you needed was to queue her on to anything, letting her remain clueless for as long as you possibly could. 

Abby snorted, rolling her eyes as she pulled her heavy suitcase behind her through the crowds of people. “No, just tired, they managed to get us on an earlier plane at the last minute– I had planned to sleep all day before the flight but surprise, surprise.” She hummed, watching as her team slowly began to disappear out of the double doors. “Anyways, because I'm getting back so early, I wanted to see if you’d be up for a movie tonight.” 

You felt time slow down, eyes shooting to the unfinished letter on your desk, you could barely find it in yourself to respond– feeling borderline dizzy at the rapid thumping of your heart, “Y-yeah, that sounds great. What are we watching?” She wasn’t supposed to be back for hours, and now you're getting told that she was already here? That you had to finish your declaration of love, now?! 

“I was thinking we could see that new avatar movie, what was it called?” 

“Way of water.” You spoke quietly, putting your pen down so hard on the sheet of paper– you were almost sure it was gonna rip. “That sounds great, when will you be here? I need to get ready.” Your pen began scribbling down the rest of your thoughts, handwriting less neat than it had been before. You didn’t know if you cared though, the thought of being caught in the middle of doing this was more mortifying than being articulate. 

“Say..” Abby trailed off, pulling up her hoodie sleeve to peer at her watch. 8:20 PM. “Does 8:45 sound good? Airports not far from campus.” 

You could’ve choked, forcing yourself to nod– even though she couldn’t see you. “Yeah, perfect. I’ll meet you downstairs, I’m sure you wanna change.” 

“Finally, a girl who gets me.” She joked, pushing the double doors open, and glancing around for the team bus. A chill rolled down her spine as she pushed the varsity jacket closed, blocking any more chill. “I've gotta go, I'm getting on the bus– but I’ll see you soon.” 

“See you soon!” 

You practically threw the pen down, doing a quick once over of the letter before folding it neatly– placing it inside its designated pink envelope. Your heart was racing, making you sweat slightly, as you slid out from your chair. You’d planned this all out so perfectly, yet, here you were– sliding on your crocs as you exited your dorm in an attempt to make this confession as seamless as possible. You were terrified of the possibility of her saying she didn’t feel the same, terrified that she wouldn't want to be friends anymore, terrified that she was still in love with her ex. Just terrified. 

The hallway passed in flashes, your mind too preoccupied to take in anything else as you speed walked to her door. It was as it usually was, empty, with the exception that her roommate had drawn a little moth in the corner of the whiteboard next to the number indicator. She was a neat girl, Ellie, but it always confused you at how they’d come to be assigned together– seeing as Abby was majoring in sports medicine and Ellie in physics. You shook the thoughts away, practically beating down the door with how hard you knocked. 

A few moments passed and you heard the soft pattering of feet on the carpet before the door swung open, a very disgruntled girl standing before you. “Dude, I literally have an exam tomorrow, what do you want?” She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. From all the times she'd met you, she was used to the intrusion– almost finding it funny how often you came by. “Abby isn’t here.” 

You nodded, pushing the envelope forward, watching as she looked at it and then back at you. “Can you put this on her bed? Just leave it there, that's all.” You gushed, glancing at the digital clock on her desk before dropping it into her now outstretched hand. 8:33 PM. “I have to go, so just please make sure she gets it okay?” Your feet were already moving, taking large backward steps into the hall before turning on your heel– leaving a slightly confused, slightly curious Ellie peering down the hall as you disappeared around the corner. 

The door to your dorm was still slightly ajar, making it easier for you to slip back in and begin changing out of your – what you’d begun to call – lesbian pajamas. The reason was that they had little hearts in varying shades of pink and orange dotting the fabric. By the time you’d had a chance to even pull on your shoes, It was already pushing 8:40PM– meaning that any second Abby would be passing your dorm to go change and you’d be practically bouncing off the walls with pent-up anxiety. 

Abby trudged up the stairwell, making a mental note to email the maintenance guys about the elevator, her suitcase hovering just above to not smack against the concrete. She tossed her braid over her shoulder, using her free hand to push the metal door open, stepping out into the warmth of the hallway. A soft sigh left her mouth as she paused, eyes fluttering to the door that bore your name in glitter peel-and-stick letters, a small smile pulling at her chapped lips– internally debating on stopping to talk to you, but coming to the conclusion that she’d just come back in a couple minutes. It always popped into her mind, upon thinking about you, she practically had to drag herself away from you to get anything done. 

As she passed by your door, she heard soft music– particularly a song she’d heard many, many times before. It made her heart skip slightly, upon the realization that you’d actually started listening to the songs she recommended, that being more than a small victory in her books. She glanced up at your whiteboard, it being pretty empty besides the few hearts you’d forgotten to erase from valentines day, before uncapping a marker to leave a tiny drawing of two girl stick figures in the mass of hearts. 

You were lying face down on your pillows, biting back the screams that tempted your lips as you waited for the alarm on your phone to sound– the idea of seeing Abby making your stomach twist into uncomfortable knots. The words of ‘Pancakes for Dinner’ by Lizzy Mcalpine permeated your thoughts, making you sigh aloud, she made it seem so easy. Too easy. You just wanted to say all of what you were feeling to her, see her face when she realized, and know instantly whether or not your friendship was over. The waiting made it all so much worse. You sat up, lifting your phone just as the annoying beeping started, making you groan. 

The music stopped as you swiped off of the app, pulling yourself up to sit on the edge of your bed– sliding your crocs over the pink fluffy socks you’d slipped on in spite of the dropping temperatures. “You can do this. You can definitely do this.” You whispered, coming to stand before grabbing the dorm keys from your bedside table. You couldn’t back out now, though you desperately wanted to, shuffling out of your room and into the hallway– already missing the comfort of your room. 

Ellie had greeted Abby at the door, the realization of the letter finally clicking in her head, an annoying smug grin on her lips. It was beyond confusing for the blonde, giving her an odd look as she let her suitcase fall on the floor in front of her bed. “What is wrong with you?” She finally asked, digging through her drawer, feeling the auburns eyes burning a hole into the back of her head. “You’re being weird, er, weirder than usual.” 

“Nothing, nothing. You have, uh, mail.” She coughed, covering a small chuckle, turning back to her computer as she sat down– keeping an eye on the pink envelope sitting perfectly on the dark surface of her bedspread. 

Abby knitted her brows together, following the girl's gaze to an envelope she automatically recognized as yours. How did she know? Well, you were the only girl on campus who used pink envelopes and she didn’t think that another could have manifested in the short time she was away. She instantly lost all interest in what she was doing, practically tripping over her bags to get to it. “Did she say what it was about?” She asked, turning the little thing in her hands, noticing the little star sticker you’d used to seal the envelope. 

Ellie shook her head, putting her hands up as if to say ‘i dunno’ before looking back down to her work– leaving Abby to tear open the pink paper hastily. 

You sat outside on the bench, tapping the toes of your shoe onto the pavement as you waited, jumping at every noise of the door– hoping, praying, that she even came. It had been so long since you’d felt this kind of scared, less schoolgirl more double homicide, as you pondered what could possibly come of this. The best case scenario being she felt the same way, and the worst case scenario was that she hated your guts and went around telling everyone that you were just some weird girl with a crush on her– that wasn’t likely though, seeing as that wasn't Abby. She’d never be so harsh. The reality was that she’d let you down easy, slowly but surely ghosting you in the process. You didn’t know what scared you more, good or bad news. 

The loud squeaking of the hinges drove you from your thoughts, making you glance behind you, a strained breath catching in your throat as you saw her– glancing around before she saw you. “Abby, hey,--” You began, standing to meet her in the middle, hands wringing nervously behind you. 

The blonde didn’t speak, her hands coming up to cup your cheeks, dipping down to press a needy kiss to your lips. Nothing had ever been so important, the letter being more than enough to send her practically flying out of her dorm to find you, she’d been waiting for the day she’d come to admit her feelings out loud– though as she felt you melt into her, hands now bunched in her jacket, she knew words were unnecessary. You’d been what she wanted this entire time, all the girls and the parties and the one-night stands being in spite of her budding feelings. She’d been trying to get you off her mind, protecting the friendship that meant more than anything to her. Your words flashed through her mind, making her smile slightly against your lips. 

You pulled away, taking a much-needed gulp of air, before looking up at the burly woman. The light was blocked out by her head, making a kind of halo around her. She looked beautiful, she always looked beautiful, but this was different. “Abby..” You breathed, eyes meeting her own. “Are you–?” 

Abby nodded, using her thumbs to caress the blushed flesh of your cheeks. “I am.” 

#abby anderson x reader #abby tlou #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson ff #abby the last of us #abby anderson #hockey!abby x reader #the last of us fanfiction #the last of us #the last of us 2 #tlou #tlou2

[bteezxyewriter12]

One Good Fuck/ 2

Pairing- Hongjoong x Named Reader

Word count- 6k

Includes- Dom reader, sub Joongie, blow job, deepthroating, teasing, cum eating, face riding, tongue riding, pussy eating, cock riding, choking, orgasm denial, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Two months later

Hongjoong POV

"Hey, you free? Wanna hang?", I text her

Now comes the anxious waiting

We're on a practice break and I'm sitting all the way in the corner, trying not to freak out

Last week, when I texted her the same thing she hit me with "I can't I have a date"

And I kinda lost it

Figuratively speaking

It's just, as soon as I read those words insane jealousy came over me

I felt so possessive over her, felt like she's mine but she's not

That confirmed what I already knew and was trying to deny for two months

My feelings for her

The desperate want to touch her

The desperate need to kiss her, hold her, be with her

The love that's more than friendship love

And the utter hurtful realization that she doesn't feel the same way for me because she's going out with someone else

I don't know what to do

Should I tell her how I feel?

Keep it to myself?

Get one of the guys to talk to her?

Talk to one of her friends?

This is new territory for me

I have no problems getting a girl to fuck or date but I've never been in love before

I've never wanted someone like I want her

And I have no idea how to go about things

And there's the, you know, crippling fear of her rejection

I never cared about rejection before

If the girl I hit on didn't want to fuck, it was cool, I'd just find another girl

The girl I wanted to casually date said no?

No problem

But just the thought of her saying the words, "I don't feel the same" makes me feel like I'm going to throw up

Like it'll completely rip my heart out

I just don't know what to do

My phone goes off and I anxiously open her text

"If you mean today then yeah I'm free. But not tomorrow"

Curiously, I send, "Why, what's tomorrow"

And when she answers me back, I wish I hadn't asked

"I have a second date with the guy from last week"

My heart drops to the floor, tears springing in my eyes

Another date

With the same guy

She must like him enough to go out with him again

I lost my shot

If I hadn't been so scared, hadn't let work take over so I could avoid my feelings, she maybe could of been mine

But now I can't say anything

She likes this guy and as hard as it is, I'm not ruining that

I want her to be happy even if I'm not

I text her that something suddenly came up with work and I have to fix some songs

No way I can see her today

I don't trust myself not to be sad and upset

Then she'll ask what's wrong and I'll have to pretend everything is ok

I don't have the energy to do that today

She texts back that she understands and to call her to hang out next time

I send her a thumbs up emoji, then shove my phone in my pocket, dropping my head in my hands

This fucking blows

"Joong"

I look up to San, Seonghwa, Jongho and Mingi looking down at me

"What?"

"We're trying to figure out what to do for food after practice. Are you gonna hang out with Jo?", Seonghwa asks

"No", I answer, then drop my head in my hands again

"Are you ok?", San asks concerned

"Fine"

I so don't want to deal with this right now

"You're not fine", Mingi says, "You look upset. You said you were hanging with Jo today and now you're saying you're not. What happened?"

I don't answer, not wanting to talk about this with anyone and hoping they'd just go away

No such luck

"Hongjoong!", Seonghwa shouts

Lifting my head again, I glare and tell them, "She has another date. With the same guy"

"Tonight?", Jongho questions

I shake my head, "Tomorrow"

"So why is that stopping you from seeing her tonight?", Seonghwa asks

I glare yet again

They know how I feel about her, especially Seonghwa as I talk to him the most

"I can't be around her right now. Not knowing that she's going....out with someone else"

"Oh my god, just fucking tell her Hongjoong!", San exclaims

Easy for him to say

And the whole situation sounds ridiculous too

"Tell her what? That after one time sleeping with her I...", I trail off

"That you love her! Jesus, she's your best friend! She's not gonna bite!", San rolls his eyes

And I get so fucking mad

Didn't he fucking hear me a minute ago?

"She's dating someone else!", I yell, "That is a sure fire way of her not having feelings for me!"

Are they dense?

I just told them she's dating someone else, what aren't they getting?

"She's going on a second date with someone. That's not dating", Jongho points out

"Doesn't matter, she doesn't want me"

"You don't know that!", Seonghwa exclaims, "Go to her apartment now! Tell her how you feel! See what she says. Before you actually lose her to this guy"

"Don't be afraid", Mingi assures me, "You'll regret it if you don't say anything"

I mean I already regret not saying anything to her before she went out with this guy

I had two months to speak up and I blew it

Maybe, I shouldn't blow it again

But I'm scared

"I..I'm scared", I whisper

"There's nothing to be scared of", San reasons, "You two are best friends. The worst case is that she doesn't feel like that but you still won't lose her. She'd never drop you"

"And sometimes you just have to just take the risk to get what you want", Jongho adds

"Just go. You won't be able to finish practice while thinking about this anyway", Seonghwa says

Are they actually kicking me out?

I'm the leader here, how are they telling me what to do?

"Go Joong. Now", Jongho demands, "Before I throw you out of the room"

I raise my eyebrow but I believe Jongho

And he's strong enough to do it

But still, I'm the leader

"Now", he says in a serious tone

When I don't move, he starts coming towards me and I immediately stand up

"Alright! Alright! Jesus", I exclaim, "Fine, I'll go"

"You better. You're Uber is almost here", San says

"What?"

He called me an Uber?

Seriously?

San shows me his phone and it is on the uber app, with a one minute ETA

"But I'm all sweaty"

"Please, like she cares", Seonghwa snorts, "And anyway, girls love that shit"

Mingi and San nod

Whatever

"It's here", San announces

I glare at them one more time then I turn and leave the practice room, heading to the exit and my heart pounding in my chest

🦁🦁🦁🦁🦁🦁🦁🦁🦁🦁

Ringing her doorbell, I wait nervously for her to answer it

God, my hands are so sweaty and I'm actually fucking terrified

I hear the locks turning and I'm ready to run

"Joong?", she says, surprise on her face, "What are you doing here? I thought you said you couldn't hang out today?"

I can't tear my eyes off her and I can't stop myself

Stepping inside her apartment, I kick her door closed, move close to her, my lips against hers

I melt into her as I feel her kiss me back, her hands bunching in my shirt

Fuck this is exactly what I wanted

This feeling, her soft lips against mine

My arms tightly around her

When the kiss ends, she looks at me in confusion

"Don't go on the date tomorrow", I whisper, softly touching her cheek, "Stay with me"

"I...I don't understand Joong", she answers softly, confusion in her gorgeous eyes

It's now or never

"I love you", I tell her, watching even more shock form on her face, "I don't want you to go out with this guy. I want you to be with me"

"Are...are you serious?"

I nod, "So serious. I can't stop thinking about you. After we...you've been the only thing on my mind. I want you. I want to be the one to take you on dates. I want to kiss you, hold your hand, hug you, spend time with you. I want you to want me"

"But you said you're with the makeup artist?"

I shake my head, "I'm not. After we were together I stopped seeing her. I couldn't be with her when you're all I wanted. I ignored her phone calls and when I realized I loved you I ended things with her. I never slept with her after we were together. I didn't kiss her, touch her, not even hold her hand. I didn't see her outside of work and even at work all she did was my makeup. I don't want her or anyone else. You are who I want"

I hold my breath, waiting for her to say something

I confessed everything, there's nothing else I can say

"I do want you Joongie"

I let out my breath as I realize what she said

"Yeah?", I ask, hopeful

She nods, "I love you Joong. I always have. You've always been my dream guy but I figured you didn't see me like that or you would of said something. I..I didn't want to go out with Kwan but I was trying to get over you"

"Don't jagi. Don't get over me. Please baby don't. Be with me, let me love you Jo", I say softly, "I want to love you. So much"

She smiles softly and it fucking knocks the breath out of me

"I want to love you too Joongie. It's all I ever wanted"

I nod, leaning my forehead against hers, "You're mine baby. I'm yours. We can love each other just like we want"

"Ok baby", she agrees, then presses her lips against mine, fireworks exploding in my vision, my entire body heating up

Fuck, I want to feel this way every single time I kiss her

Like the earth fell away and there's nothing but me and her

Somehow, I know I will

With her, I will

I move my tongue in her mouth, hers immediately playing with mine, the kiss turning desperate

Our hands move quickly, shirts pulled off, her bra on the floor

She pushes me against the wall, her lips pressing kisses to my neck, her hands on my body, touching everywhere

Heat and fire flood every inch of me, from her fingers, from her lips

This was what I was craving these last two months

Her touch

Her

Just her

Her kisses spread down, all over my chest, her tongue licking my skin before her lips press against it

I moan, watching her kiss me over and over again, going lower and lower

She moves to her knees, my heart pounding in my chest as her lips kiss my stomach over and over

Her hands so very slowly, undo my belt, the clinking sound of it ringing in my ears

She undoes the button on my jeans, the zipper following, my jeans falling to my ankles

"Off Joongie"

I kick my shoes off, followed by my jeans, doing as she asks

Her hands run up my legs, staying on my hips, her mouth kissing all over my lower stomach

I breathe hard, her kisses feeling amazing, my hand moving in her long hair

One of her hands drop to the tent in my boxers, palming my hard dick

"Fuck", I whisper

Her mouth moves down, her lips now kissing my hard on through my boxers, my cock twitching against her lips

"Mmm, nice and hard for me baby", she murmurs

I nod, so fucking turned on

"All for me?"

"Yes jagi", I whimper

"Good baby", she says softly, continuing to kiss me through my boxers

I whine, wanting to feel her mouth on my bare skin

"You gonna let me suck your cock this time?"

"Yes", I shout, so desperate to feel her lips on my dick

"Good because I like sucking cock. I've been told I'm good at it"

"Show me baby", I whimper, "Please jagi"

"Hmm want to see me suck your cock that much baby?"

"So much jagi", I pant

God, the thought of watching her with my dick in her mouth is making me feral

Her fingers move to the waist band of my boxers, slowly pulling them down

As soon as my cock springs free, she's kissing all over my base, her lips so soft against me

"Oh my god", I moan

My boxers drop to the floor, her kisses dragging along my length, slowly, blissfully

God, I've never had this done before

Never had kisses on my dick, never knew how fucking good it feels

Most girls just go right to sucking but this feels phenomenal

A new experience that I know I have to have from now on when she's gonna blow me

It's non-negotiable

After the kisses, she licks me, her tongue moving from the base of my cock to my head in one long lick

That she repeats over and over, all over my length

"Fuck jagi", I whimper, "Love seeing your tongue on me"

She smiles, licking under my head, her hand wrapping around the rest of my dick

Her tongue slides up, licking along my slit

I'm so hard, so horny, I'm leaking all over the place

She licks the cum off me, swallowing then smirking up at me

"Tastes so good Joongie", she says, continuing to lick which makes me leak even more, "Gonna give me more?"

I nod rapidly

"Gonna cum in my mouth so I can swallow it all?"

"Yes", I whimper, wanting that so much

I feel like if she keeps licking me, I'll definitely cum which is completely mind blowing

She doesn't even have to suck on me, just lick me but God do I want her to suck my cock

Her mouth moves around my head, keeping her tongue on my underside and she sucks once

"Fuck yes", I cry, pleasure filling me hard

Her mouth keeps moving, sucking on me, her hand jerking me off in time to her sucking

Her big eyes are on mine as she blows me, the brown of her iris so pretty, so intense

Every few sucks, she moves down an inch on my cock, the pleasure increasing

"Baby, baby, fuck baby", I whimper, thankful I have the wall behind me to help me stay up

She takes half of me in her mouth, sucking so well, her hand moving up and down my shaft so pleasurably

I'm so close, ready to cum down her throat

"Baby...jagi...", I pant, my hand fisting her hair

And suddenly the pleasure stops

"Baby...what...what happened?", I whine

She smirks, "Can't let you cum so easily baby"

"No jagi", I cry, wanting her mouth back around me

Instead she gives me more kisses along my shaft, moans spilling from my mouth

After a minute, her mouth moves back around my length, sliding down a bit more

She sucks hard, her head bobbing back and forth on my cock, pleasure roaring back

"Oh baby", I moan, holding onto her hair tightly

The sounds she's making as she blows me are so hot

Moans, swallows, so fucking arousing

Her mouth is amazing, she's so right, she's incredible at blow jobs

I'm close again, my eyes closing, my head pressed against the wall

And again, she pulls off my cock right when I'm gonna cum, making me whine and beg

She ignores me, kissing my length again until I'm calm

"Mm baby", she murmurs, "You're cock is so hard"

Yeah because she's teasing me

Her tongue licks my dripping slit, swallowing my cum from there

"Jagi", I whimper

"Aww baby", she teases, "Do you wanna cum that bad?"

I nod, "Yes baby. Please"

"Wanna cum in my mouth that badly?"

"Yes jagi. Fuck, wanna cum down that pretty throat, watch you swallow it all", I moan, "Please baby, suck my cock"

She smirks, nodding

This time, when she gets her mouth around me, she removes her hand and slips down my entire length

"Oh my god", I cry, shocked that she's deepthroating me

She chokes for a few seconds and that sound is music to my ears but I don't want to hurt her

"Jagi", I murmur, trying to pull her head back, but she shakes her head, moving her hands on my hips and pulls me as close as she can, nestling my cock in her tight throat

She swallows, her throat constricting around my cock making unbelievable pleasure shoot through me

Her head slides down to my head, then she bobs back up taking me in hard and rough

"Oh my fucking god!", I cry, as she moves quickly up and down

Tears fall down her gorgeous face, spit all over the place as she gives me the messiest and most pleasurable blow job I've ever had

I don't ever want to be blown any other way than this way and through the bliss I realize that I can have this all the time now

Because she's mine

I watch my cock move in and out of her mouth as I moan so loudly, the pleasure turning my head off

She goes hard on my cock, each bob bringing me right there

"Please baby, let me cum", I plead, "Please don't stop jagi. Please"

She nods, her gorgeous wet brown eyes on me and god she looks so pretty with my cock in her mouth

She slides down my , keeping me in her mouth and sucking rapidly

"Joanne, oh my god, fuck!", I yell, bliss crashing over me as I shoot my cum down her throat

I close my eyes, yelling wordlessly, pulling her hair hard while keeping her on my dick, even though it's not like she's even trying to move off

Instead she's pushing me even more into her mouth as she can, swallowing eagerly, the pleasure from that mixing with the bliss I already feel, making everything so fucking mind blowing

My legs are shaking and I lean against the wall to keep myself up

When it's over, I let go of her hair, my brain a complete mush

I feel her pull me out of her mouth, her tongue licking my slit for more

I feel her move away, her lips pressing kisses on my neck, my arm moving around her waist, keeping her against me as I get it together

Once I'm back to earth, I lift her face to mine, kissing her in a loving kiss

When the kiss ends, she smiles at me, takes my hand and leads me to her room

She maneuvers me in front of the foot of her bed, smirks at me, then pushes me back so I fall on the bed

"Lay back baby", she tells me as she pulls down her PJ shorts, then her lacy barely there panties

I know I just came but fuck, I'm already so hard watching her take her clothes off for me

My girlfriend is so fucking hot

I look at her sexy body that I was missing for so long

My eyes land on the new sternum tattoo she got

It's so beautiful, so delicate and I know I'm going to be spending so much time kissing all over it and tracing all the lines later

She climbs on me, sitting on my lap, her cunt soaking me

Her hips move, grinding along my cock, pleasure humming in my body

I can't believe I'm this hard again, she just turns me on that much

She keeps rubbing her cunt on my dick and I'm getting desperate to be inside her

I crave to have her wrapped around me

I need it and I'm so fucking stiff, I feel myself leaking all over the place

"Please baby", I whine, sitting up on my elbows, "My cock hurts. Wanna be in your sweet pussy"

"Shhh", she growls, shoving me down on her bed, still not putting me inside her, moving and sitting on my stomach instead, "I'll sit on your cock when I'm good and ready"

I shiver, loving how she's taking over again

"And you're gonna be a good boy and do what I tell you or you don't get pussy"

"No! No", I cry, lifting my hips, trying to get some friction, "I'll be good. I promise jagi, I'll be good. Want your pussy baby. Please, I'll be a good boy"

"Cute", she says, tilting her head as she looks down at me, smirking, "You're so pretty begging for my pussy Joongie. Thrusting your hips up even though my cunt is no where near your dick"

"Want you", I moan, my hands gripping her sheets so hard, "Want you so bad. Promise I'll be good. I swear"

"Then show me", she answers, "Stop moving"

It takes so much control for me to lay still on the bed but I do it for her

To show her I can be good for her

She was good for me last time, I can do it too

"Good boy", she smirks, leaning over me, kissing me softly

I eagerly kiss her back, wanting her lips on mine every second of everyday

All too soon for me, she pulls away then gently kisses my cheek

She moves up my body instead of down, her legs around my head, her pussy in my sight

She's already so wet, glistening in her juice and I just want to devour her

I move my eyes to hers, pleading to let me eat her pussy

"Go ahead Joongie"

I don't want any time, my hands around her thighs, pulling her right against my mouth, my tongue buried in her sweet cunt, tongue lapping up all her juice

"Mmmm", I moan, swirling my tongue everywhere I can

"Joongie", she whimpers, her hand slipping in my hair, "Fuck, such a good fucking tongue"

I swallow her cream eagerly, licking between her pretty puffy lips, then circling her tiny hole

I slip my tongue inside as much as I can, wiggling around, her shouts of pleasure so loud

"Keep your tongue there baby", she moans and I do as I'm told

Her hips rise as she slides up my tongue, then goes back down

She bounces on my tongue, clenching down on it, sending bliss straight to my hard cock

I moan in her pussy as she completely soaks my face

"Yes Joongie", she praises, "Fuck, gonna ride your cock just like this"

I nod rapidly, my fingers digging in her hips as she keeps bouncing, her cream running in my mouth, drowning me in her pussy and there's no where else I rather be

After another few bounces, she moves off my tongue

"Keep your tongue out", she orders, pressing her pussy against it

Her hips move, grinding and rocking against my tongue, her fingers pulling my hair hard

I help her move on me, holding her hips and rocking her on my tongue

She's creaming my face so much and I'm trying to swallow as much of it as I can

I'm loving this so much

She's using my tongue to cum and I'm so here for it

Her pussy is so soft against me, tasting so fucking good, the sounds she's making so fucking erotic, her clit throbbing against my tongue

I want to suck on her so bad but I know I have to wait until she tells me too

"Fuck, I love your fucking mouth Joongie", she moans, now rubbing her clit against the tip of my tongue

I'm hoping so much she's gonna tell me to play with her clit

I'm literally drooling for it

"You wanna suck my clit don't you", she asks

I look up at her from between her legs to find her smirking at me

"Your mouth keeps closing around my clit baby, then opening again like you remember I'm just rubbing my cunt on your tongue"

I feel my cheeks blush

I didn't even realize I was doing that

"You wanna suck on me that bad?"

I nod, desperately wanting that

"Ok baby. You can"

I immediately pull her clit in my mouth, sucking on her desperately

I live for how her pretty little swollen clit pulses in my mouth

It's everything

"Yes Joongie. Faster baby. Fuck. I'm gonna cum baby"

Sucking as fast I can, I moan against her, my tongue against her clit, playing while I suck on her

"Hongjoong! Baby, yes baby", she moans as she cums beautifully

I suck her through it, watching her, listening to her cries of my name, so turned on

When she finishes, I ask, "Can I eat jagi? Please?"

"Yes baby"

I immediately move my tongue to her hole, licking up her sweet cream

God, I can eat her cunt every fucking day

And now that she's mine, I can

When I finish, she moves down my body, my cock against her cunt, her lips against mine

As she kisses me, she aligns me to her hole, starting to sit on my cock

Her tongue plays with mine as I grip her hips so hard, wiggling down my cock so slowly, her cunt impaling on my length so pleasurably

I feel her pussy walls open slightly for me, then cling onto me, throbbing and sucking me in

I moan in her mouth, breathing harder and harder as she bottoms me out, her cunt squeezing the life from my cock

"Oh god", I cry, breaking the kiss, "Yes baby. Fuck, oh my god"

She sits up, pleasure on her face as her cunt spasms around me

I'm so antsy, wanting her to move desperately

My cock hurts from being so hard and while her fluttering cunt is helping, it's not enough

"Please, fuck me jagi. Please", I beg, dying for her to bounce on my cock, "I...I was your good boy baby. I'm still your good boy. Fuck me baby. Please, my cock hurts so much jagi. Please, fuck me"

"Aww baby's dick hurts? Why", she teases, her tone mean

And it does nothing but make me more horny

"Bbb...because I'm so hard baby"

"But you're in my pussy. Isn't that what you wanted? I'm clenching on your cock, that isn't that enough?"

I shake my head, "No baby. Mmmm...maybe if I wasn't so horny but I've wanted you for the last two months and now that you're around me....I need you to fuck me. I promise I'll listen to you baby, I'll do whatever you want, just fuck my cock. Please"

"Hmm...dunno what I like better. Dom Joongie or sub Joongie", she smirks, tilting her head, "Sub Joongie begging for my cunt or Dom Joongie demanding it"

"I..I can do both jagi", I tell her

I can be a switch for her

Honestly, I like being dominated by her

I'm usually dominant because I haven't felt comfortable or really trusted the girls I fucked to be submissive to them

But I feel absolutely comfortable with her

I trust her with my life

I know she'd never judge me, never hurt me

I feel completely safe with her

"Hmmm I like that. I can do both too Joongie", she giggles, rocking on my dick, her pussy throbbing wonderfully, "We can play a lot together, baby"

I groan, nodding, "Fuck yes. Play with your pretty pussy jagi. Fuck, as long as I'm inside you, I don't care how we play. I'll do whatever my baby wants"

"Good boy", she says, shivers running up my spine

She leans over me, her hands on my chest as she starts bouncing

Hard and fast

Pleasure explodes in my body, a loud cry leaving my mouth, fingers digging in her hips again

I know I'm gonna leave so many bruises and nail marks on her but I can't help it

It feels so mind blowing good

Her cunt is swallowing my cock so well, creaming my length in so much cream and juice, it's absolutely everywhere, the wet squelching sound of her pussy taking my shaft so fucking beautiful

As is the sight of her riding me

So fucking stunning

Her hips grind against me when she takes me in, my head hitting her spot again and again, her moans so fucking pornographic

She is fucking amazing at riding cock

The pleasure is fucking intense and I'm both shocked and not shocked to feel tears running down my face

I made her cry last time and now she's working my cock so good she's making me cry

"Aww baby, so pretty crying for my pussy", she teases

I nod, hiccuping, "Sss...so good. Mmm..my pretty jagi"

"Yeah baby?", she smirks, "Wanna try something that I like and see if you like it too?"

I nod rapidly, "Yes baby"

I'll try anything once, especially with her

She smiles wider, her hand moving from my chest and wraps around my neck

My cock throbs so hard in her cunt at this once gesture and I'm so fucking excited

"Hmmm I think my baby boy is excited", she giggles, "I feel you're pretty hard cock throbbing in my pussy"

I nod, "Please"

She bounces harder just as her hand squeezes my neck, cutting my air off

My head fills with fluff, my heart pounding the only sound in my head

The feel of her pussy around my cock heightens, the pleasure soaring to an intensity level I've never felt before

She lets go of my neck and I suck in a breath, then sob so much more out of the phenomenal pleasure

She wipes my eyes, asking, "Good baby?"

I nod, not able to say anything at the moment

"Good", she says, bouncing on my cock like no one has every before

It's like she has leg muscles of steel

"My cock feels so good", she whimpers

"Yyy...your cock?", I ask, her eyes flashing at me

"This is my cock", she tells me, her hand choking me again as she speaks

God, its so good

Her pussy is so tight, feeling fucking out of this world to barrel through

"My cock to fuck. My cock to cum on", she continues, "This cock belongs in my pussy only. This cock cums in my cunt only. In my mouth only. Understand?"

"Yes", I shout when she lets go of my neck, my body arching, pushing my cock in as much as I can, "You're cock jagi. It's yours. I'm yours. All yours"

"Damn right", she says, her pussy so close to coming

The way she's tugging on my cock, holding me in a death grip, I'm so excited to feel her cum again

"Cum on my cock", I beg, "Please"

"Begging again baby?"

"Yes", I whimper

"You're lucky your cock is amazing baby. I'm gonna cum really soon"

I nod, waiting anxiously

She moves down, her spot right against my head and she screams my name as she climaxes

Her beautiful body shakes on top of me, her head back, eyes closed, squirt exploding from her cunt, all over my cock, my lap, her bed

"Hongjoong! Oh fuck, god! Hongjoong!"

I take the absolute pleasure that assaults me, screaming her name

"Baby..I'm...I'm..", I cry, so ready to blow my load

"No", she moans loudly, "No Joongie. Don't cum"

Ffffuuucccckkk

I do my best to push it back, whining and sobbing harder as I let her ride out her orgasm on me

When she finishes, she looks down at me, "You cum when I say you can"

I nod, breathing hard, trying to calm down my sobs

"Good boy", she answers, rocking on my dick, rubbing her spot on my head again, "I'm gonna cum on this cock one more time then you can ok?"

I nod, whispering, "Ok"

"Good boy", she says, leaning down and kissing my cheek, "My good Joongie"

She moves her hands back on my leg, grinding on my cock, giving me bounces in-between

I watch her boobs jiggle, sweat dripping down between them, mesmerized at how this gorgeous girl is mine

At how much she wants me, just as much as I want her

At how her pussy easily and eagerly takes my cock, at how ready she is to do anything with me

I'm so fucking lucky

"Hhh.. Hongjoong", she moans, bouncing now, tremors rippling in her perfect skin, "Oh baby, fuck"

She orgasms so beautifully, her cunt clenching my cock in a death grip over and over, pretty cream running from her pussy

Pleasure hurdles over me as I watch her, holding off my orgasm until she tells me I can cum

She rides me through her orgasm, her pussy so fucking tight

When she finishes, she leans over me, her hips still bouncing, her hand wrapped around my neck

"Make a mess in my pussy Joongie", she smirks, her hand cutting off my air as she bounces down hard, feeling her cunt pulse so acutely

I can't hold it, gripping her hips hard as I hold her on me, astounding ecstasy washing over me as I cum deep in her cunt

My body arches and shakes hard, my mind blank, shivers running up and down my back, all senses heightened

My screams of her name break the silence when she lets go of my neck, her amazing pussy throbbing and milking my cock

"Joanne...ngl...so..baby...", I babble as tears of pure pleasure run down my face

"Mmm yeah Joongie", she murmurs, rocking on my dick, "Cock feels so good. Throbbing so much inside me. Nice warm cum filling me up. Love it baby"

I choke out sounds as the pleasure lasts for what seems like hours

I swear I've never come this hard or this good before

Finally when it starts tapering off, I sink into her bed, completely exhausted

I feel her hands wiping my tears, her lips pressing kisses all over my face as she praises me

"Good boy Joongie. You were such a good baby. I love you so much"

"Llll....love...you", I get out, my head still pleasantly empty

She climbs off me and I hear a door open but I can't manage to open my eyes

I can't move

A minute later, I feel a cool wet towel around my lap and dick, realizing she's cleaning me up

Fuck, I should be doing that for her

I want to, it's just a monumental task to even open my eyes

The bed dips next to me, her arms moving me until we're snuggled together, my head laying on her squishy boob

Her arms encircle me, fingers of one hand running in my hair and I'm in such bliss

"I love you Hongjoong", she whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of my hair

"I love you Jo", I manage to get out, slowly moving my arms around her

Her other hand moves to my back, rubbing up and down as she continues to play with my hair

I should be doing this for her

I should be rubbing her legs and thighs

She rode me for over an hour, giving me so much pleasure

I should be holding her, playing with her hair

Last time I didn't take care of her either

She took care of me

I'm already slacking and I need to be better

"Jagi", I say sleepily, moving and trying to sit up but her arms stay locked around me

"Stay baby. Sleep ok?"

"I...I. can't....I should....take care....you", I mumble, fighting to stay awake

"Shh baby. I'm taking care of you now baby"

"But I should...last time...didn't.."

"Doesn't matter Joongie. You need it baby. I love taking care of you baby. I promise", she whispers, pressing kisses to my forehead

"But-"

"It's ok baby", she says softly, reassuringly, her fingers running through the strands of my hair, "I promise. Sleep Joongie. I love you so much"

"I love you....so..much", I answer, halfway asleep

She kisses me again and this time I just give in to the feel of her hand on my back, her fingers in my hair, the feel of being in her arms

The feel of her love surrounding me

And that's how I fall asleep

#hongjoong smut #ateez hongjoong smut #kim hongjoong smut #kim hongjoong fanfic #ateez hongjoong fanfic #hongjoong fanfic #ateez smut #ateez fanfic

[lettingtimepass]

I WAS AT THE NERDY PRUDES SHOW WHERE THEY LOST POWER!!!

Here is my spoiler-free recounting!

After over a decade of being a Starkid fan, I traveled 3,000 miles to see Nerdy Prudes!! (The date just happened to align with a trip I was planning.) It was so surreal being in the theater! I saw Producer!Dylan and Corey L. running around with their headsets. Then right before the show started I saw Joe Moses and Tessa walk in. Also two rows ahead of me was someone in a Spiderman hat... I was like... Is that Nick Lang? No... why would he be in the middle of the audience? Later I found out I was right 😂

For context, it was raining really hard in LA and the streets were flooding. LA is not used to rain so they're not well equipped to deal with it.

Act 1 went great and then shortly after Act 2 started, BAM, the lights went off. Everyone froze. The person in the light booth said "We've just lost power." Then, Nick Lang stood up and said, "It's going to be okay everyone, we'll figure this out." And he left to help the staff. But for a good minute or so the entire audience thought it was a bit and couldn't tell if this was part of the show or not! But after a few minutes we were like holy shit this is actually happening. It took maybe half an hour or so but we were back up and running and everyone was so hype cheering on the actors when they came back on stage.

Then, during the final song, on what sounded like the final NOTE, the lights went off again. You could hear a reaction from the actors-- I can't imagine how upset they must have been in that moment! But the entire audience erupted in cheers and instantly gave a standing ovation. After the crowd calmed down a bit Nick came back out and was like "Yeah...... That actually wasn't the ending. There are two minutes left." And we freaked out 😂 They had us wait for a few minutes, but then they decided to call it. In the words of Nick, "You're the lucky audience who gets to see this show with a happy ending!" 😳😳 So yeah - I still don't know the ending. I'm going to have to buy the digital ticket so I can see the ending and also get the full experience uninterrupted. I can't wait for the YouTube version!

SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT - Updated!

I think everyone's favorite part was the LORDS IN FREAKING BLACK!!! AHHHHH!!! JON AS HUMAN!WIGGLY was perfect! Also was he giving Onceler/TumblrSexyMan energy? 🤔 Can't wait to see how it looks on the YouTube version!

I loved Jon's anime nerd character. It was so damn good. The collective "Nooooooo" when the audience realized his death was imminent 😭😂

The parallels between Abstinace Camp and NPMD are very fun to me. "IT WAS GIRL JERI THAT DIRTY GIRL!"

DIRTY DIRTY GIRL WON'T YOU PRAY FOR MEEE?

Max's pronunciation of "skel-a-in" 😭 I need the story of how he decided on that or if it was written into the script?!

The Barbeque Monologues?! And that song? Jeff Blim pls. Lauren is a master through.

Someone pointed out that all the Hatchetfield shows have in-world productions: Working Boys, Santa Clause is Going to High School, and The Barbeque Monologues. Idk what this means, but it is a nice touch for worldbuilding.

The little musical reference to Nightmare time!!

I keep thinking about how Rob M fumbled the Starkid bag 😬 But Joey did such a great job as Pete! For some reason it feels like a full-circle moment between MAMD and "Joey Richter" with him playing the nerdy character 😊

Anglea was freaking fantastic as Grace. I just love her voice and how she makes it go so high it cracks! And Curt and Kim playing her parents was so good.

There's something so funny about Angela's characters being so different - Lex vs Grace - and the fact that they would hate each other 😂 Can Angela please play both of them interacting?!

Kim freaking Whalen!!!! I love her so much.

I LOVE seeing Corey and Mariah playing father and daughter again (but it's a very different dynamic than TGWDLM).

LOVE LOVE LOVE evil/slimly dirtbag Corey. HE'S SO FINE!!

I missed seeing Jeff and James on stage - I wonder if Jeff's chaotic energy would have been too much with the horny teenagers hahaha. But James would have fit right in! Oh well, we can't have them all in every show, unfortunately.

Gotta say I didn't expect them to say "Nerdy Prudes Must Die" so many times in the show 😂

The last song having pop-punk vibes?!

Anddd...... the last scene...... (yes I finally got to see it!) GRACE KEPT THE BOOK!!! Did she say "every perv must die"? Yeah, that's gonna be a lot of people on her list... Also very similar to the end of Abstinence Camp! This isn't going to go well.......

#NPMD #Nerdy Prudes Must Die #Nerdy Prudes #Nerdy Prudes Must Die Spoilers #Team Starkid #Starkid #hatchetfield

[cosmica-galaxy]

Ok I'm going to be evil but... how would camron, Dj, and Vee react to human dying in their arms

(I imagine this would take place during a fatal battle and the unit fails to protect the human. >: ) ) Camron would try his damnedest to keep you alive just a little bit longer. Hold on! The medics are coming! He'll try to drag you and pick you up, even through his own injuries. He's desperate to keep his friend alive. Even as you fade in his arms, he keeps trying his best to get you to the medics. Despite his efforts, he sees the light leave your eyes and he feels your flesh grow colder and colder. Despite his robotic nature, the unit mimes out that he's crying. Wiping tears that aren't there...something he recalls the human doing when they were upset. There has to be a way to fix you...you can't die like this! He can't let the toilets take something he cares so much about from him! Don't die! Don't go! Don't...don't go anywhere...don't...don't die. DJ is usually so hopeful and optimistic, but as he sits there holding your fading body...his once musical heart is silent and he can only hold your hand tightly in his. What more could he do for a friend that has been sliced into two parts? Your life was fading...and he was trying to stomach the realization that his friend was dying off. They were fading fast, as their blood pools on the ground and stains his clothes...not that he cared. He could only recall things to try and bring you comfort as your life leaves your eyes. So...he begins to play your favorite song. Something you two would do often together when you would hang out. The melody was slowed and his grip on the human's cold hand could only tighten as his body trembles. Unable to bring any tears to the surface, he shakes and the song he plays skips multiple beats as his speaker thumps out the brokenhearted melody. He can only swear to avenge you as he lays there, waiting for the retrieval team.

Vee feels like such a failure...even with all of his abilities...with his teleportation...he could have never imagined that he wasn't fast enough. The human in his arms was beheaded the last moment before he could safely pull them out of danger. His internal workings could barely suppress the sense of guilt, disappointment, and agony that he was feeling swell up inside of him. He can only tremble in place as the medics surrounding him to where he teleported could only look on in shock, horror, and sadness as the human's body was already going cold. The head lost somewhere out there on the battlefield. Vee allows one of the medics to take the body before he abruptly teleports away, somewhere random, and falls to his knees. He was such a failure! Why couldn't he have been FASTER?! He can even remember the last moment of relief on your face...when you thought he was going to save you like he always did....then that ugly ass mother fucker mutant FREAK came out of the smoke, buzzsaw revved and it swung...he can still remember the shower of blood. Vee stays kneeling there until he feels his internal tracker get pinged and a familiar face emerges. The matriarch. He stays there, unable to look at her face as he keeps looking at the ground, grief-stricken and heartbroken. The leader says nothing as she simply comes to his side and squats to place a hand on his back. Giving him a shoulder to rest on as his screen fades to a dull static...and is replaced with a sad emoticon.

#I GOT MY INTERNET BACK BITCHES #skibidimadness #skibidi tag #haxorus imp #hax speaks #cosmica galaxy #cosmica-galaxy #angst #BIG FEELS

[newkatzkafe2023]

Genderbend Villainous Disney Princesses x Yandere reader

Chapter 4 uh...Hi

It was another day, another gloomy Autumn morning now normally (y/n) would sleep in on days like this but she had to get some work done in her treehouse. Some wood was molding and the ceiling was falling apart. 'That part will fall apart if I'm not careful' you thought to yourself while you get you tools. Your home is big beautiful treehouse you've been taking care of it for years it's your only home and the only place you know. Grabbing your chainsaw you step out to cut the nearest log until you notice something strange their was a shadows in a distance. They were slowly getting closer you quickly put on your goggles and moved the chainsaw in defense position you then moved behind the log you were going to cut.

(???) OK I should be close I can feel it

Close? You thought to yourself

(???) Oh man they haven't sang in a while i hope I didn't stray of the path.

The figure was tall Man with long black hair in a ponytail He had some bags with him a he wore a puffy white suit. He didn't seem like a threat but a Stranger is a Stranger you Quietly moved closer and continue to listen...

(???) The voice came from this Broken down tree house. Alright Jasmir just put up with it for awhile the second you find the girl the second you can go back to Arabah.

So this guy is Jasmir you thought. you finally decided to make yourself known grunting to get his attention. Jasmir felt a Presents behind him and turn to see you, Admittedly he freaked out see a young forest woman wielding a stange but sharp Contraption that looks like it can do some serious damage. You continued to stare at Jasmir with soulless but curious eyes you Observed Jasmir up close he was definitely taller than you and had a smooth face you notice he wore some shiny items on them. He was kinda cute to you, as you continued to stare. As you stared at him Jasmir was sweating like Crazy he never Inspected to have a stare off with a quiet and cute girl. She was slightly Intimidating but something told him she wasn't a threat.

(Jasmir) Um Hi?

(Y/N) ( Stareing)...

(Jasmir) (weirded out) I am Jasmir I am the Sultan and Ruler of Arabah

You continued to stare at Jasmir as if to ask what Brings him to her forest home. Jasmir decided to Continue

(Jasmir) incase you are wondering I am on a search for something or rather someone. You see I been hearing a voice from this forest and it's been calling me and I need to know where it comes from.

You gasped! Your (e/c) eyes widened in Realization he must have heard you song the only time of the whole day you used your voice. Jasmir heard your voice from miles away?! Like what?! Anyways if he came all this way to find you then it must be faith you can't let him go. You can't let him go ever.

You put your chainsaw down on the side of the log, you then wave your hand at him and Beckoned you to follow him in your house. Jasmir was confused but not Deterred though he should really be careful he has no knowledge on who you are or why you're out here, but you clearly live here so. As Jasmir walk their you were on a Lift looking contraption. You continued to Beckoned him to join the Lift and as soon as Jasmir climbed on you began pulling the both of you up to your home. Jasmir was amazed but kelp a calm face but he now had many more questions about you and this Place. You two finally got to your tree house

Jasmir's Jaw dropped when the saw your home as you walked ahead of him silently toward the kitchen and put on a kettle of tea 🍵.

(Jasmir) you live here?! It looks like a bunch of teddy bear threw up rainbows and glitter on this place. It's so sickenly cute.

You rolled your eyes at him as you waited for the kettle to boil. You pointed to his bag 🎒 your (e/c) not leaving his face. Jasmir was confused but understood what you wanted to know.

Jasmir smirks again

(Jasmir) ( Arrogantly) Your wondering what's in here huh? Well since you asked, theses are maps of my home and the land that Surrounds it as i said im on a Search expedition for a mysterious voice and it has lead me to this forest. You see I was a handsome Prince Confine to that stupid castle since my father died. My mother presented me to many Princesses from other kingdoms to marry but they were either spoiled, Clingy, self-centered, Is haughty, bratty or arrogant and liked to hear themselves talk.

WoW are you the one to talk you Thought as you Boardly listen to Jasmir's Back story but then his voice changed

(Jasmir) But ever since I took my kingdom by force I heard a strange sound

Now You went back to listening to him Intently this time.

Jasmir( Softly) I heard a voice, a voice filled with fear, loneliness and disappointment, as if they were robbed of having a decent life. It was calling me every night when the moon was out I could no longer resist it I want to find them.

Jasmir (darkly) I NEED THEM.

Now You can confirm this situation. Jasmir was hear because of your love song or Mating Call as you Called it. he must of came all the way from his home country to court you and claim you as his own. The thoughts of what will take place in the future was enough to put a blush on your face and your whole body but you remain calm as not to scare him.

Jasmir(Frustrated) But everywhere I turn I wasn't even close I'm already low on money and resources I brought along with me and I am knowhere near then. I think thier teasing me

Well I kinda am you thought to yourself. Overall you really wanna test him to see if he's desperate enough to follow you to the ends of the earth. In case you haven't notice Jasmir was obsessed with the voice and its love song and your growing obsessed with the Sultan himself. Learning that your song is driving Jasmir Crazier then he already is you know that you to are Each other's destiny.

You will twist and pull and cut and tear and rip apart and stitch back up Jasmir until he had nothing left to give. You will make him love you and think he can never get by without you. You will have him think that he's going to DIE without you.

You stare at Jasmir before lightly slapping him to get him to focus

(Jasmir) (Gasped) How dare?!

But before he can finish you pointed at the picture frame on the main wall. Jasmir looked up and saw a huge picture of you in a pure white dress and a flower crown although their was some disturbing parts like you still had the same blank face as you cuddled a dead racoon and with blood on your hands and smudgeson your dress. Jasmir was Mesmerized and he then noticed the bottom of the frame that had a name.

(Jasmir) (In a low tone) Your Name is (Y/N)?

You stared at him one last time, before finally speaking

(Y/N) I am (Y/N) (L/N)

Jasmir was a goner, and a Figuratively dead man

He has no idea of the Ginormous and infected boo boo he has created.

Jasmir has no clue of how much danger he is in

AND the WORST part is he doesn't even CARE.

ok finally finished chapter 4 hope you like it and please leave comments below of what you think will happen in the future I want to hear you thoughts.

#x yandere reader #disney #lydia the bard is awesome #youtube music #villain au #tangled #mulan 1998 #Aladdin #Brave #Frozen #encanto #Hercules #Y/n will sing sometimes #snow white and the seven dwarfs #sleeping beauty #the little mermaid #Youtube

[gingersnap1620]

Make a Memory (Chp.4)

Dean Winchester x F!Oc

Summary: Lillian has trouble sleeping so she decides to grab a snack and while in the kitchen she runs into Dean.

Warnings: Mild spoilers from seasons 8-15, canon typical violence.

Word Count: 1.8k

Song:

Margaret (feat. Bleachers)

A/N: Chapter 4! I hope you enjoy it! @gingernut1314 beta read this for me!

Lillian

I jerked awake covered in a cold sweat. 

I scanned the guest room they let me sleep in, trying to catch my breath. The room is so dark that I can't even see my hand in front of my face. I laid back down on the pillow, squeezing my eyes tight trying to fall back asleep.  

My eyes snapped open, but what I saw wasn't the same room as before. I sat back up and looked around the room to figure out where I was. 

I stood up and walked over to the little table in the corner. It was wooden and it looked old and worn out. There was a book open on top of the table. 

  This room feels oddly familiar…

“Lillian Cameron MacLeod!”

Mom?

“Did you steal my book again!”

Wait, I remember this.

I looked around the room again realizing that this was my old room, back in Scotland. I crept towards the door, finding it was cracked open allowing light to flow into the room. My mother used to leave the door open for me while she was still up, so I didn't have to fall asleep in the dark.

“Lillian!” I could see her through the sliver of space the door left. “Lillian! Come give it back. Me and Catrione need it!” 

Catrione used to perform spells with my mom, but she always took it to the extreme.

 I leaned in closer to get a better look at my mom. I haven't seen her since she ran out on us. Her curly, red hair bounced with every step she took. She walked with a certain smoothness that I still to this day don’t understand. 

I continued watching until I felt something brush past me and swing the door open. I jerked my head towards the little shadow running out of the room. 

It's me.

I must have been six years old. 

“I'm sorry mommy, it won't happen again.” 

She yanked the book out of my tiny hands and looked down at me.

“We all know that's not true Lillian. Now go back to sleep.” 

“Ok. I'm sorry mommy.” Though I remember very clearly I did not go back to bed. 

I was still watching from the other side of the door when Rowena walked over to our dinner table. On the table was a man chained down by his wrists and legs. There was also a rope tied across his neck making sure he couldn't move his head. 

Little me cracked the door and knelt on the floor right beside it, ready to watch what was about to happen. Catrione said a spell in Latin as Rowena lifted her hand in the air and in her hand there was a dagger. 

The man on the table started awake and began freaking out when he saw the two witches standing beside him. Catrione said the last few words of the spell as my mother swung her hand down and stabbed the man right in the middle of his chest.

The man's shrill scream jolted me awake.

Great. 

I walked out of the guest room and down the hall trying to find the kitchen. If I can't fall asleep I might as well get a late-night snack. 

Once I found the kitchen I walked over to the fridge dragging my feet. I was too tired to lift them up. I grabbed the bottle of orange juice and a cup. I filled the cup up and went to sit down at the table. 

I was halfway through my drink when I heard shuffling coming from down the hallway. I slowly turned my head to see who was coming. 

“Oh! Why are you up? It's 3:30 in the morning.” Dean gruffed in a sleepy tone. I looked over his body, noticing he was wearing a pair of hot dog-patterned pj bottoms and a long, gray robe. It was an outfit I wouldn’t have expected him to wear.

“Couldn't sleep,” I said with a chuckle as I looked back down at my cup. “The real question is why are you up?” I looked back up at Dean who was now pouring himself his own cup of orange juice. 

“Couldn't sleep either.” Dean shrugged and walked over to the table, sitting across from me. 

“Why?” 

Dean took a sip from his cup and looked at me. “Can't shut off my brain, you know?”

“I hate that,” I said, looking away from him for a second before looking back.

“What's keeping you up?”

“Nightmares.” I sighed. 

“You wanna talk about it? Sam used to get bad dreams and talking it out always helped him go back to sleep. I guess it showed him that it wasn't real.” 

“Yeah, well, my dreams aren't like that,” I said looking down into my cup, avoiding eye contact with him. We sat there for a moment in silence. I could feel Dean's eyes digging into me like daggers.

“Lillian, look at me.” Dean whispered gently. I tilted my head up to look up at him. “You can tell me. I promise I've probably heard worse.”

I sighed deeply, not breaking eye contact with him. “The nightmares I have aren't just something my brain whips up. They're usually memories.”

“What do you mean?” Dean asked, furrowing his eyebrow in confusion.

“Well, my magic, it's not all just normal witch powers.” I paused and took a deep breath before continuing. “I guess when I was born some of my mother's powers were already in me, so when I got older and more curious about why I had these bad nightmares and why I could see things that the other kids couldn't see, I started exploring them more.”

“Wait a second, your--” Dean looked like he second-guessed what he was about to say and shook his head, “Sorry I don't mean to interrupt, keep going.”

“No, what were you gonna say?” I chuckled. 

“Your mom didn't teach you how to use your powers?”

“She helped me learn how to use normal witch powers that start from a book. The “gift” I got when I was born is unique. Meaning I'm the only witch in the world who has them, and trust me I've looked. I'm the only one. I can basically control memories, or get haunted by them. Also my mother…she wasn't the greatest mom. I mean she had me and my brother, Fergus-”

“Fergus? How do I know that name?” Dean asked himself under his breath. 

“It's a Scottish name.” I shrugged.

“Yeah, sorry, continue.” He shook his hands in a motion to tell me to continue talking. 

I chuckled softly and continued. “When I was two my mom had my brother. And when I was six she left me and my brother with her baby that she had just given birth to, Hunter. I raised both of my brothers for three years before she left the twins on our doorstep. Their names were June and Georgina. 

So now I'm nine and raising four kids. She didn't stop there either, she had two more babies. The youngest two, Owen and then Lindsey. I was a little bit older with them so I knew how to handle them better.”

“Jesus,” Dean muttered under his breath. “How was she before she left? If you don't mind me asking.”

“No, I don't mind. I've already told you more than I've told anyone.” A nervous chuckle escaped my lips.

 “She wasn't a good mother, but she wasn't absolutely terrible either. I mean she is the reason why I have worse nightmares now than I did before. But I know she did love us, she just…didn’t understand that love is not a weakness.”

“I get that. That's how my dad was.” 

“What do you mean?” I leaned on the table more, which ended up making us pretty close.

“After my mom was killed by that demon my dad went into a sort of “shut down mode”. He treated us like crap but I know it was just because he didn't want to lose us as well.” I nodded my head looking down at the table. “So, what was your nightmare tonight? You never know, talking about it might just work.” 

I gently laughed under my breath and told him about my nightmare.

“Who was Catrione?”

“She helped my mom with spells and they also went to orgies together.” I saw his jaw slightly drop from the corner of my eye. “What?” I chuckled.

“Oh “what” alright.” He said in a mocking tone. “You can't just casually say they went to orgies together and then expect me to move on with no questions.”

“1. I don't really want to talk about my mom in an orgie, and 2. Why do you think there are so many of us?” I explained laughing at him.

“I don't know.” He said, rising from his seat. “I'm gonna go use the bathroom, don't move.”

“Ok,” I answered with a warm smile on my face. I rested my head on my hand waiting for him to come back. Man, after all that talking I'm exhausted. My eyes felt super heavy. I was fighting to keep them open. 

Dean

When I came back into the kitchen I found her asleep, still sitting at the table. I'm glad that she was able to fall asleep again. 

I walked over to the table and grabbed our cups and put them in the sink. I walked back over to her and scooped her up in my arms. I decided that since I wasn't going back to sleep for very long, I would put her in my room because I have a little night light in there, and I would sleep in the guest room. 

I carried her all the way to my room and gently laid her on my bed. I covered her up with my blanket and started to walk out. 

I was just about to shut the door when I heard her call my name. 

“Dean?”

“What's up?” I walked back into the room so she could see me better.

“Is there any way you could sleep in here with me? I just really don't want to be alone.” 

“Yeah, sure. I'll just go grab the pillow and blanket from the guest room so I can sleep on the floor.”

“No, no, I'll sleep on the floor. This is your house, your room.” she started to get up.

“No, you stay there, you're the lady and the guest. Trust me, I've slept way worse.”

“Are you sure?” I could hear her start to fall asleep again. It was honestly really cute.

What?

No. She's a witch.

What am I talking about?

I opened the guest room door and grabbed the pillow and blanket and walked back to my room.

When I got back in there she was knocked out, so I quietly placed the pillow on the floor and went to sleep.

#spn #dean winchester #dean winchester x oc #make a memory #supernatural #dean #dean spn #dean spn x oc #dean winchester x lillian macleod #Dean x Lillian #dean x oc #dean fanfic #dean winchester fanfiction #Dean Winchester fanfic #dean winchester fic #dean winchester fluff #rowena macleod #rowena spn #rowena supernatural #fergus macleod #crowley spn #crowley #dividers by cafekitsune

[sichore]

[I haven't written in years and bam - 1200 words off the dome of whatever idea I've got rattling around.

Pickles goes to the ocean.]

As usual, Pickles is pulled from sleep by a dull throb in his head and in his groin. Try as he might to ignore it, he can't ignore instinct: he has to piss.

With a groan, he opens his eyes and stumbles from the beach chair and over various passed out bodies strewn across the sand to find some place to empty his bladder. Which ends up being some decor half destroyed by whatever the guys were up to a few hours ago. Whatever.

It's the dead of night. All he can make out is the blue of the sand, and the black of the sea beyond. If it wasn't for the crashing waves, he'd think he was looking out into the abyss.

The abyss, and - he blinks a few times, his squinting, blurry vision focusing on a figure in the ocean.

That's -

"Oh! Hey! Heyyyyyy!"

His need to go out there overrides the seed of panic in his gut, as he sprints across the beach with about as much grace as a newborn foal taking its first steps. Stumbling, tripping, he hardly falters once he breaks water, wading until he reaches them.

The [scribe].

No, wait, that's what Nathan keeps calling her, when she's not a journalist or whatever. Right. She's an art teacher. Toki's tutor. [Painter].

… why was her name not coming to mind? Whatever. Not important, clearly.

"Hey, what're you - you, uh, okay out here?"

"Hey," she greets him, casual as ever, like she's not standing in the middle of the goddamn ocean. "I'm all right. No freaking out or deep, soul-wrenching breakdown this time."

She's just standing there, looking out at fuck knows what - everything to the horizon and back is complete darkness. Onyx. Ebony. Blacker than the blackest black times infinity.

She turns her head to look at him finally, her round glasses flashing with the movement. Her lips move and - he's not sure any sound comes out. Her mouth doesn't form his name and yet he recognizes it all the same, spoken with a familiarity and acceptance that feels dangerously close to affection. Pickles.

"I think it's happening," she says, like it's the most obvious announcement in the world.

"Uh… dude, there's nothing going on," Pickles replies, feeling sick as he says it.

"Yeah you do. You know, this. Us. Whatever we're supposed to do." She shrugs, and Pickles realizes he hasn't stopped looking her over. Nothing seems out of the ordinary. Her dark curls as usual are pulled up and spilling over and around her face, like she hasn't been to bed. Starlight catches on her brown skin, shimmering, silver, then gold. The corner of her full lips quirks - she's trying not to laugh.

"Cut that out. Look."

He Looks.

Stars glimmer and shine beneath their bare feet. Pickles wriggles his toes and he swears that a nebula swells in response. They're everywhere. Galaxies unfurl and sway in the cosmic breeze and stars twinkle and shine and burn and die. He can't look away from the radiant giant of a far off planet, long dead. There's an explosion frozen in time, blooming and swirling cosmic dust blessing the birth of a new star that cries out, wailing, ringing -

He hears…

He hears -

"Ohhh shit…"

He grasps her shoulder; she's freezing, scorching under his grip. His eyes dart around even though he doesn't see so much as feel Them.

He's not high enough for this shit and tonight they're fucking loud, and he can't ignore them, can't get away, can't -

"It's okay." Pickles can't tell if she's talking to him or not. She's holding herself, nails digging into her arms, and without the glasses her brown eyes are - are black, too. Fuck. "I-it's okay."

"Is it?!" Pickles shrieks. "How can you be so calm with this - this cosmic mumbo jumbo bullshit going on? Oh my god. Oh my god, I - I need a drink. Fuck." His hand shakes as it runs through his dreads, thinking this is the worst time to have a panic attack where he can't hide from Their Song, dick and balls out for the world to see like this is some hentai -

"We're gonna be okay." She's speaking, her voice resonating into infinity. Huh. He didn't think the universe would have great acoustics. "We're - what? What do you know about hentai?"

"How would I not know about it?"

"You barely use the computer!"

"Wh - And? I've been around! I've seen old tapes and shit!"

"I just thought it was a bit past your time-"

"Yer not that much younger than me!"

"Oh, my god. Whatever. That's beside the point." She waves her hands and finally turns to face him, and for a moment, he's distracted from the inky black dancing in her eyes.

"... Huh, so it's two snakes on yer tits-"

"Pickles." She's claps her hands before her face and takes a deep breath, like she's praying for the strength to deal with his bullshit. She wouldn't be the first one, he thinks bitterly. "Stop that. Focus. I want to be here."

"Do you really? And how come you can hear me but I can't hear you? That ain't fair!"

"I don't know, you're loud as hell here and I can't turn it off. Look!" Her hands frame his face suddenly, more of a double-slap than a caress. Pickles stills.

Everything goes quiet, blessedly so, and calm washes over him. It's not dreadful this time. There's the universe, and there's him. Breathing in time with the rise and fall of the Great Breath.

"Oh, hey, that's…. That's kinda nice."

"Yeah," she agrees, and despite the nameless dread lapping at his mind he finds himself staring at her face. Her hair loose and waving in the current. Eyes rich like fine whiskey and summer afternoons. Nose wide and nostrils flaring as she stifles another laugh, but she's smiling. Like really smiling, not awkward and forced. Their secret. He promises not to tell. "Freaky, but nice."

"So, uh, now what?" 

"I dunno. We listen, then… do what we do best? What we have to do. Or something."

"Like what, pop a Perc, smoke a bowl? Freaky sex?"

"I - what? No. What? I mean, uh, another time, maybe. No, like, there's something bigger going on."

"Uh huh." He's not sure when he starts holding her hands, but here he is. Idly rubbing his thumbs over her knuckles. "Is… is this the end?"

"No." She shakes her head, which is something to witness underwater. Stars fall from her curls - or embers. "It's the beginning. Just don't mind the tentacles."

"Yeeeeah, I dunno about that."

"And don't look down."

Of course, he looks down. The last place he needs to look when he feels Their tendrils beckoning, slipping down his spine - and himself reaching in turn, with his brain. Or something. Is his mind literally expanding? Shit.

There's heat coming from somewhere. Everywhere. A distant flame that he knows is an inferno. And beneath his feet, a planet looms. He stands above it as a moon, a satellite, space debris and sky hawk all at once. He sees clouds form and waves churn. He feels the Deep, reaching up to call him home.

Pickles' stomach drops as he plummets.

#metalocalypse #mtl oc #pickles the drummer #my writing #i have never done this formatting on mobile so uh good luck #and its not about pee!!!

[harryswhorehome-blog]

Dress

Hi Lovelies! I’ve been so excited to write this concept and started it about two weeks ago, but to my luck when I was about to finish it. Some of what I wrote didn’t save so I had to rewrite it lol ( not really lol I cried).This is inspired by Taylors Swift's song dress ( some hidden lyrics). I hope you enjoy it!

Warning: Smut, Daddy kink, praise kink, degrading kink, some angst, and fluff.

Wordcount:6k+

Pairing: best friends to friends with benefits to lovers

Y/n

I take my time to put on any finishing touches for the party tonight. Anticipation hits me when I realize I’ll see Harry there. God, I miss that man so much. We haven’t seen each other for a week straight because of our different schedules. For some people it isn't bad at all and they wouldn't care to see their friend soon, but for me it feels like years since I saw those green eyes and charming smirk. The butterflies in my belly makes it hard for me to do anything. 

Our friendship to others might seem odd and I get it. You wouldn’t think a random lady who works in a law firm is best friends with a rockstar, but somehow the odds were in my favor and we met. I was nagged the night I met Harry when my other best friend Sarah said she wanted me to join her at some party her boss was throwing. I knew she was in a band, but it wasn’t said who the singer was, in her words ‘it’s a really private project’ and as much as I love to be nosey, I had a special project of my own. Trying to get over a heartbreak. 

At the party, I was feeling a little lost. Sarah was a little occupied by Mitch, which I told her to do because she’s been crushing on the man for weeks and who am I to ruin any chances with her and the guitarist. All alone I sat at the balcony of who I learned was Harry Styles from the band One Direction. If I wasn’t so sad at the time, fifteen year old me would have freaked out. While I was taking a breather a certain British man was too. That's how a beautiful friendship flourish and maybe soon it’ll flourish more. 

It was easy to say that me and Harry were attracted to each other when we first met, I can’t deny it and he can’t either. There was just never a right time. When we met I was with a guy named River who was my…rebound. It’s horrible to say I had one and I felt terrible when I realized I led him on, but even though I did that Harry was there and saw the best in me when I was at my worst. This is the reason why I fell for him, making my life more complicated.

Speaking of complications, the reason why I am so excited to see Harry is because…

Flashback five weeks ago.

We’ve been drinking all night. Our traditional wednesday night started out normal, we made dinner, ate, started a movie, and worst of all drank. At the beginning it was all fun, I started making our dinner while waiting for Harry. I made sure not to do any of the important steps without him. Last time I did that, he complained he missed the experience of making dinner with me, even though it’s a weekly occurrence. Our joint playlist was booming throughout my house and the wooden spoon I used to stir the spaghetti sauce was my mic, while I sang to my cat Gato. Yes we named the cat ‘cat’ in spanish, in our defense we saw a kitten on the street and we were both drunk.

“you’re still the one I run to” I elongated the vowel making sure to point at Gato staring at me with confusion.  Even though I love my cat he puts on a stink face everytime I sing.

As I was about to sing the other line, a deep voice bellowed through my halls, making the butterflies in my stomach go from zero to a hundred. I turn my head to the man in a comfy cardigan “ The one that I belong to” Harry sings pointing to me. 

I run up to the man in excitement and bring the spoon up to his lips as we finish the song ‘you’re still the one’ by Shania Twain. We started to cook and sing together for a while. Either one of us makes little moves to show affection to the other. In reality, I am not one for hugs unless I initiate it, but I can't stop my cheeks from growing red when Harry hugs me from behind and rests his chin on my shoulder. I also can’t help the feeling of warmth running through my body especially where his touch lingers. Giving me a golden tattoo of some sorts. A part of me can remember how his touches feel if I think hard enough. 

 The first mistake that happened was when our favorite song was playing on the stereo. It was ‘ you are the best thing’ by Ray LaMontagne. Since most of the food was done and we were waiting for the sides to be warmed up, the both of us took it as our chance to dance. My hands found refuge playing with the hair on his nape and his arms were around my waist, basically hugging me as we sway whispering the song to each other. Now this wasn’t something new for us. We always found ourselves in this position and we were both sober too, yet this felt different. There was a certain type of intimacy I couldn’t point my finger on, but I knew it was there and I know Harry felt it too. 

I pull my head back from where it was tucked into his chest and I rest my chin on him. My eyes took every part of him in. He looks down at me staring and smiles softly looking at me as if he wanted to remember every feature I had. Soon I let myself get lost in his green eyes. I watch them as we sway, I didn’t even notice I was doing it until the kitchen timer went off. It scared me to like him because there would be a massive loss and hurt once he leaves. I scattered away from him as if he was fire and I went towards the oven, and with oven mitts I prepared our dinner. 

For the rest of the dinner we ate and decided not to acknowledge what happened. The thought of liking him ran circles around my head. It made me nervous because I always knew I liked him, it was something that was always in the back of my mind. What scared me the most is the way he reacted, I knew he felt it too. It scared me because once it’s said then we have to deal with the consequences of our feelings. Wanting would be enough for me because at least I can daydream parts of him I want without losing him. 

That nervousness caused me to drink and Harry being…Harry, he chose to follow my lead drinking as much. This led to music being played in the background while we lay on my floor drinking, singing, and talking. The drinks had a way to make me think that it’d be fine if we actually acted on our emotions. Harry was on his back humming to some Stevie nicks song. He always looked pretty like this, when he was calm and happy. I turned to lay on my side watching him with a smile on my face. I don’t know how long I was doing it for, but he noticed and smiled back at me. We stared at each other for a while before Harry leaned closer to me and started leaving messy wet kisses all over my face, his hands were cupping my face and I couldn’t stop giggling at his sweet actions. 

After a while he stopped and the laughing subsided, I can't put a finger on what made us do it, maybe it was the song or the silence that was a blanket of comfort. All I knew was he leaned forward and so did I and somehow our lips found each other. It was slow and soft, we took our time and I made sure of it. I wanted to remember how his lips felt, how he tasted, the sounds that left his mouth, and the way his hand cupped my face. After we separated my head rested on his chest, my eyes were heavy and Harry’s heart beat felt like a symphony I'd never get tired of. We slowly drifted off to sleep. The one thing I remembered was the words he spoke before I was subdued to sleep “I don’t want you like a best friend Y/n” it was said, so quietly I thought I was dreaming. 

The next morning I was on my couch. My head was pounding from the hangover, but what hurt most was waking up to an empty apartment. I remember what we did the night before, but I didn’t think I’d regret it in the morning. A few hours later I texted him and asked where went and if he was okay. All I got was a cold ‘I’m fine’, I decided not to press him for answers since I don’t think I was ready to hear them myself. 

Two weeks after Harry texted me, It was weird considering his radio silence. He checked up on me and said he was busy. After our initial text we hung out again and everything seemed fine and normal, until we kissed again and then one thing led to another, suddenly we were shagging. To say it wasn’t a normal occurrence would be a lie, since then he was practically at my house everyday for two weeks.

Now:

After I finished my makeup, I walked over to my dresser and put on my jewelry. It wasn’t anything extravagant, it was what I normally wear when I leave my house. Some gold hoops, a necklace and any rings I see in my eyeline, especially the one that Harry left a few weeks ago and Insist I wear from now on.  

I walk towards the long mirror to give myself a once over. I smile to myself, happy with the dress I chose tonight. I got it at some vintage shop with Harry. When I bought it, I tried it on and when I left the dressing room, Harry's initial reaction made me buy it. His smile and blush was the reason my card was inserted into the machine. 

Before I left the house I said bye to Gato and walked briskly to the Uber. I knew I was gonna drink tonight. Thankfully the driver wasn’t creepy and had some good music playing. After the 25 minute drive I made my way to Harry’s house. He made it a thing to host Sarah’s birthday there. I walk through the familiar gate to see the happy birthday girl with her boyfriend Mitch. 

“ Happy birthday Sarah!” I squealed with excitement, I opened up my arms to hug my close friend. She skips over to me “ Y/n! You’re here!” she exclaims, hugging me tight. 

The party was getting bigger and bigger as time went on. I came early, in hopes to find Harry, but as luck has it he is nowhere to be seen. Instead of wistfully looking for him I decided to socialize with other people, rather than looking like a lost puppy.

As fun as it was to talk to other people, I couldn’t help looking around the person I’m having a conversation with, just to be disappointed with seeing no Harry. Being sick of small talk I step out of the middle of the room. Observing the crowd I feel myself giving up on seeing him tonight. 

A sigh leaves, disappointed with the lack of my favorite British man. I brought the cup of alcohol to my lips and as I sip the bitter drink, a big hand was placed at the small of my back. My stomach feels like it's doing cartwheels when I realize who it was, which was quick because the scent of tobacco vanille overwhelms my senses. 

“Just the girl I wanted to see… tried looking for you everywhere” Harry leans in to whisper.

“ I was trying to find you too. I almost gave up and was gonna settle on seeing tomorrow” I say shakily.

“ I’m happy I saw you then, don’t think I’d last another day without seeing you” he replies with a smirk.

I tried to focus on his words, but my senses were on overload with his hand moving to my waist making me shudder. The feeling of his hand on the small of my back is still there warming my whole body. I turn my head to look at his face and how the low light hits his features make me dizzy. He just looks too good. Even his presence yells when he's the quietest.  Harry's warm scent tops it off, making me weak in my knees. Everything calls me towards him and I never felt this attraction before, but I could feel my hands shaking from holding back from him. 

“ You okay Y/n/n ?” he questions, fully concerned. 

“Huh? Yeah. Sorry was distracted” I say sheepishly, Harry chuckles and shakes his head from my nervousness knowing what's going through my mind.

“ Very flattered, love.” he says quietly as we both watch the crowd, we stand in silence basking each other's presence before Harry ruins it with the words “we should do the cake now, before everyones too drunk to forget the words of happy birthday”, he squeezes my waist with a playful pout on both of our lips before he leaves me.

I walk towards a drunk Sarah attempting to get her near the big table where the cake will be placed, just like me and Harry planned last week. Although she was drunk, it was kind of easy to bring her to the table. Just a little bit of dancing and singing was involved. 

Just in time Harry enters with the cakes. I smile at him as he starts to sing happy birthday making the others around him join the singing. He walks towards Sarah carefully, while making eye contact with me. I shoot my eyebrows up telling him ‘focus on where you’re walking’. He disregards my attempts to care for his safety and continues until he places the cake on the table safely, shooting me a subtle, but cocky smirk. 

As Harry cuts the cake to give it out to the guest, I feel his gaze on the side of my face making my cheeks warm up. I turn my head towards him and give him an all knowing look and he replies with a wink. 

I look away feeling all the blood rush to my face. It’s always moments like this where I realize I love Harry more than a friend. He always finds a way for me not to feel alone or even left out. Although I don’t feel close to alone, he always finds a way to make me comfortable and noticed in a crowd full of people. Our secret moments in a crowded room will always be something special to me. 

After the cake part of Sarah’s party, me and Harry make our way back to each other's side. The music was loud and bodies were around us as we danced. A big smile was planted on my face as we enjoyed our time together, occasionally talking to the others around us. 

In my tipsy state, I see myself looking at his lips more and more. The soft shade of pink makes me want to attach my lips onto his. Harry’s eyebrows were furrowed focusing on my lips too. I make my way on my tippy toes and Harry leans down to meet me in the middle, but we jumped apart last minute when we heard his name be called behind us.

Our gaze turns to a pretty blonde, which to my surprise Harry walks over and gives a hug too. I stand there awkwardly until he makes his way towards me with the pretty blonde in his arms. My eyes look at her perfect features and when they settle to the arm around her waist I feel my heart start to crack. I know he’s an affectionate person, but from how long I knew him, he only did that with me. I try not to let the upset spread to the expression in my face and I fake a big smile. 

“ Y/n this is Natalie” he says with a grin, “ Natalie this is my best friend Y/n” 

We greet each other warmly or as warm as I can, Natalie and Harry continue to have a conversation. I listen in as much as I can saying my ‘yeah’ and ‘uh huh’ when needed. The words best friend circle around my head over and over again. I’m sure after all we did, even without talking to each other, he'd mention me more as a best friend or maybe I’m overreacting. It’s hard to really know when Harry looks at her in awe. He laughs at her jokes, putting a hand on her shoulder to steady himself.

I try to hold back tears when the thoughts get too much. Am I just a friend? Natalie is way prettier than me. I see why he’d choose her over me. Why am I only good enough to be the best friend? I snap out of it when I hear an Irish voice behind me. Niall looks at me with a sympathetic smile before placing his arm around my shoulder veering towards Harry asking where the bathroom is. I don’t miss the glare on Harry's eyes when Niall put his arm around me.

“Mate, you’ve been here before. How do you not know” Harry replies 

Niall shrugs, I look at him confused because although we are close, we never have been touchy like this. I finally get the memo when his fingers pinches me and as soon as it hits me I take the opportunity to leave. 

“ I’ll take you there,” I said hurriedly. Niall stays compliant as I basically grab his wrist and pull him to the direction of the bathroom as fast as I can. 

“What’s wrong? You were all sad looking and you're never sad next to lover boy” Niall says concerned.

“Nothing” I say, not wanting to get into it or I’ll start sobbing.

“I know you’re lying c’mon what is it” he says looking worried.

Nialls' concerned expression made me rant to him about everything that happened. The kiss, Harry ghosting me then sleeping with me, and finally him calling me his best friend while he was holding Natalie like he holds me. 

“ Awe darling,” he hugs me. “ I know lover boy likes you a lot, trust me. Just talk to him, yeah?”

I nod and we both go back out to the party. This time I wasn’t as alone since Niall stood by my side drinking with me. We both sang and danced together, since he made a statement earlier about making sure I go home with a smile on my face. Me and his time was cut short when a girl started flirting with him. I know he wanted to talk to her alone, but would feel bad if he left me. So I pushed him to flirt with her “ do you really want to die alone Ni, Cause it seems like that's where you're heading if you don’t chat her up” I drunkenly say. He gives me an appreciative hug before making his way to her. On his way towards her, he looks back and gives me a thumbs up and a cheesy smile and I roll my eyes in return and copy his pose.

Alone again and very drunk thanks to the blonde man, I make my way to the kitchen to get another drink. Surprisingly it was a lot more empty than the rest of the house. Humming the song playing to myself I grab another red cup. My head shoots up when I hear a giggle. I try my best not to be nosey, but I look towards the Hallway that leads to the pantry. To my surprise I see Harry cupping Natalie’s face and looking into her eyes like he was about to kiss her. 

I thought it hurt when he put his arm around her waist, but seeing him like this was enough to break me. I backed up in shock accidently knocking down a bowl of popcorn behind me. The sound catches their attention and Harry looks at me in shock. I bend down to pick up the mess underneath me. My hands shake as I try to clean up and tears brim my eyes. 

Harry runs to my aid on his knees next to me “are you okay darling?” he says worried.

“ I’m fine,” I sniffle looking down hoping my hair covers the tears streaming down my eyes  “I didn’t mean to-”

Harry cuts me off “ I don’t care about the popcorn. I care about you. What's wrong?” he cups my face making me look into his eyes. I look at his face taking in his worried expression. I quickly get alarmed when Natalie's hand squeezes his shoulder.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, looking at me.

The embarrassment from crying and watching them almost kiss catches up to me. I stand up quickly away from Harry’s grasp. Hot tears stream down my face as I leave the kitchen basically running to the table where my stuff is. I grab my purse and phone, noting that I’ll text Sarah I wasn't feeling well.

Behind me I choose not to hear Harry calling after me. I walk towards the crowd of people trying to find a way to escape. I choose to leave through Harry’s side door since it’s closest to the gates. The music was loud and the warm bodies started to feel like it was burning me. I try my best to keep my head down so I won't get stopped or cause any attention to go to me. I fight my way to the other side of the crowd, still overwhelmed by everything around me. 

I find the hallway that leads me towards the side door. It was still crowded, but not as bad as the main room. I walk as fast as I can and only pause when a warm hand grab’s my wrist. I pull my hand back as hard as I can,  since I already knew who it was. I walk away with much more haste than before trying my best to make sure I get to the door, because once I’m finally out it’ll be easier. My plans fail when I hear him call my name loud and clear. I turned around looking at him and suddenly the music wasn’t as loud as I thought it was and the crowded hallway wasn’t as filled. 

His anxious and agonized expression is all I can see. Even though he hurts my feelings, I can’t help feeling like everything stops when says my name. I curse my emotions for doing this to me, but I wanted to comfort him. Instead I stand still, not knowing what to do.

“Y/n” he says again, “ What's wrong? One moment we’re okay, then you leave me to go with Niall, and now you’re crying and running away from me when I’m trying to help you. What’s going on we promise to tell each other everything. We’re supposed to be best friends!” he says angrily.

 Best friend. I walk towards the brunette man, feeling angry at him and myself for putting us in this situation. 

“I don’t want you like a best friend!” I yell at him. 

Harry’s mouth opens to say something, but I cut him off “ No! Listen Harry! You told Natalie I  was your best friend! I know we haven’t talked about it yet and maybe I got the memo wrong, but you can’t get mad at me, because I’m upset you held her waist and called me ‘best friend’ while you’ve been living in my fucking house and sleeping me. Every. Fucking. Day! Also what’s up with what happened in the kitchen I know we aren’t exclusive, but you’re the last guy that I’d think of who would fuck me then kiss another girl” I rant

To my amazement Harry smiles and walks over to me. He cups my face looking at me astonished “ I wasn’t kissing her, never would. Her contacts were making her eyes red and I was checking.” he says 

I back away from him “that doesn’t help anything Harry. I can’t keep doing this if you don’t tell me what we are. I don’t think I can be best friends anymore, it hurts too much”

Harry walks towards me again until my back hits the wall “ do you really need me to spell it out for you? After all of the pining and patience?” his lips meet mine and I melt against it. “ I. Don't. Want. You. Like. A. Best. Friend” he says enunciating each word with a kiss. 

“ Har-” this time he cuts me off “ I want all of it. I want to be yours and fucking hell I want you to be mine” He says stroking my cheek

“ Then have me” I whisper back, suddenly feeling arousal pooling in my panties

Harry groans, grabbing my hand leading us towards the side door. Pulling out his keys from his trousers he opens the car leading me to the passenger side. He makes his way to his own side, closing the door and starting the car hurriedly. 

“ Harry you can’t just leave your house, you’re hosting a party” I say chuckling a bit, putting my hand on his pausing his movement to put the car in drive.

“don’t worry, Mitch is the other host to the party” he says, pulling out of his spot.

“you’re gonna leave him to host the party?” I say in shock.

“less clean up time for me” He says smirking, kissing the hand that was on his.

His hand rests on my thigh on the drive making me squirm. Once in a while he’ll look at me with a smirk, but after a week of not seeing him and our sudden confession. I need him more than before. I place my hand over his leading it to my needy core. 

“ You want me, baby? Huh? Was feeling jealous at the party, now you want me to show you who you belong to? ” Harry says as he pushes my underwear to the side and exposes my core.

“ yes, I’m yours daddy” I whine,” are you mine?” I whisper this time out of fear, too scared to be rejected.

“ You ruined me baby, can’t have anyone else who isn’t you” he says sweetly “You think you can show daddy that I’m yours too? Can you’re needy little pussy hump my hand?  Soak me while I drive? I want you to use daddy, know you’ve been needing it” He says playing with my folds. Pinching my lips together. 

I comply quickly, grabbing his arm closer to me and bringing his fingers to my clit. He gets the memo and pinches my clit then lowering his fingers to gather my arousal and spread it around. I bring his hand up to taste myself moaning at the sweetness before bringing his hand to those pink lips I love so much, so he can taste me too. He brings his fingers up to his mouth lapping at them.

Watching him suck his fingers clean from my arousal makes me start to drip and throb more 

“ Daddy please, need to cum so bad” I cry.

“ Go ahead baby, I’m all yours. Use my hand to make your little pussy feel good. Show daddy how much of a whore you are for me” He says, eyes on the road. 

I listen and start using his hand as if it was a pillow. I rock my hips back and forth, soaking his hand. When I decided I wanted more I curl his fingers into my wet hole and fuck myself on it. My clit was being attacked by the inside of his wrist while my cunt was being filled up with two fingers. 

The car stops for a red light and although it’s late at night there were a few people going home. A gray car stops at the light next to us causing me to whine and stop riding Harry’s hand. Even though his window is pretty tinted it’s not enough to hide what's happening. I can’t help, but feel awkward even though the thought of someone catching us turns me on. My pussy reacts to my thoughts clenching on the fingers pushing my walls apart.

“Does this turn you on baby? Showing everyone I drive by you being fucked? Such a little attention whore. Go on, show him who your daddy is. Show the lad how good I make you feel” Harry says seductively, noticing my reaction to the situation at hand. 

I comply to his order and start fucking myself on his hand staring out at the window to the man who noticed the activities happening in the car. He watches in awe as I moan Harry's name and start pinching my own pebbled nipples in front of him. Both men, the one who’s fingers deep in me and the one watching me groan at the show happening in front of them. The light turns green while I pleasure myself with Harry’s hand. His driving gets more reckless trying his best to make it to my house as fast as he can. 

“C’mon make yourself cum. I want to feel you squeeze my hand baby” he groans

My movements become sloppier the closer he was to my house. I desperately try to make myself cum on him. When we turn to my street the ball of tension in my stomach gets too much and I cream all over Harry’s hand. Squeezing his hand with my walls as I moan in pleasure. He then brings his hand to his lips sucking the cum off of them.

Harry moves quickly and silent out of the car and to my side to walk us to my front door. He uses his own set of keys to get us in. My legs were still shaky, so he decided to scoop me up and run up the stairs to my room. My back hits the soft fabric of my comforters and I look up to see Harry stripping himself down. I laugh to myself, happy how tonight turned out.

He smiles at my giggles and brings himself to the bottom of my bed “c’mon pretty baby want to see all of you” he says sweetly. 

I turn around so he can undo the zipper. Smiling to myself more when I realized the reasoning behind this dress. I turn to the brunette behind me “ I only got this dress so you could take it off” I whisper with a smile. 

He smirks “ take it off? Guess we need to follow through with it my angel” he says kissing me right after. 

He pulls the zipper leaving a trail of warmth down my body while Ii feel the heat of his. The dress slowly falls down, leaving me in my underwear. He pulls the strap of my bra down, placing wet kisses on my shoulder. His fingers play with the clasp of my bra while his kisses trail higher to my neck, my body shudders from the cold hitting my chest and his fingers pinching my nipples when he finally takes it off. 

I turn around to face him and I meet my lips with his. While I lower my hands to his trousers unbuttoning them. They fall to his feet while he unbuttons his top leaving him in his boxers.  I take my time to gape at the view in front of me, feeling all the excitement in my stomach.

“what are you looking at my pretty girl, been dreaming of this huh? Been wondering how a good daddy will make you feel like a baby?” Harry murmurs, making the feeling in my stomach drop to my core.

He walks towards me cupping the side of my face with his one hand. His other resting on my waist. He looks at my features with adoration making me melt into his hand. His grip on my waist slowly slides down until he meets my core. His hand massages my mound making moan and rest my forehead on his chest.

His finger slips into my lace panties and his fingers make their way to my clit rubbing it. When a moan leaves my mouth, he brings the hand on the side of my face to tilt my chin in his direction “look at daddy while he makes you feel good baby” he says looking into my eyes. I follow his directions while he rubs my swollen nub. Harry's fingers lowers to my dripping hole and spreads the arousal to my clit before massaging it. When a whimper leaves my mouth he slowly walks forward until the back of my knees hit the bed and I’m lying down. 

He hovers over me kissing my lips and then slowly going down to my neck and chest giving each nipple the same amount of love. kisses trail down my stomach and stops near my mound where he looks me in the eye and kisses my clothed mound. I arch my back at the sight and his hands grasp the side of my underwear pulling it down. He moans looking at me “ fucking hell, can make me cum just by looking at you” as the words fall out of his mouth he pulls his boxers off himself. 

My eyes widened at his cock. I know I’ve seen it before, but it’s just so pretty and makes my mouth water. I watch as a bead of precum falls from his red needy tip. He moans when he brings his thumb to wipe it off. I watch the scene in front of me knowing I got wetter from it.

He brings his tip to my soaked folds and starts rubbing it up and down. I squirm and whine from having little to no stimulation. My hips just forwards trying to get more, but his hands hold my hips down and give me a disapproving look. My head falls down to the pillow “ please, Har I need more” I whimper.

“ I know baby, I just want to enjoy my time with you,” He says

I nod letting him take his sweet time, knowing that he’s doing this to not only tease me but himself too. When I hold my squirming as much as I can, praises leaves his mouth. Before I can finally beg again “ are you my good girl, angel”  leaves his mouth. 

“ yes-yes I am a good gir-” falls out of my mouth eagerly.

My words get cut off with a moan when I feel his cock push my walls. I gasp, not expecting it. He didn’t give me time to warm up to his size because his first thrust was deep into my tummy. He rested his forehead against mine letting us both get used to the pleasure. He lowers his face to kiss me. The kiss was messy, both of us gasping in pleasure and trying to not separate our mouths from each other.

His hips start to rock back and forth pushing against my walls as he enters me. I cry as he bottoms out. I claw at his back when I feel his balls slap my ass. He moans out “ I know baby, It feels good. Daddy makes you feel so good huh?” He puts emphasis on his words when his tip starts to hit my cervix over and over again.

Suddenly I start to feel the knots in my stomach getting close to coming undone “ Fuck! I’m so close daddy” my orgasm was so close I could taste it, but suddenly my moans turn into whines when I start to feel empty again. I cry at the lost of my climax.

“ I know baby, daddy’s sorry. Just want to take you in a different way. I’ll make you feel good again, I promise.” Harry says, “ Can you turn around for me, my sweet girl? Gonna make you feel full again,I promise” he continues while he wipes my tears. 

I nod and he assists me while I try to flip over. When we both get in position again he rubs his tip from my hole and gathers the arousal that spreads to my ass. I shiver when I feel his cock near the tight hole “ knew you’d like that. We’ll do that eventually my love” Harry says.

Harry finally sinks his cock into me making an involuntary moan come out of my mouth from how deep he is. This time he doesn’t let me get used to his size. He starts to fuck me hard holding hips to guide me back on his cock when I try to escape. Breathy moans escape his lips while he drives his hips into me, making slapping sounds when it hits my cunt. I moan louder when I feel his thumb running circles around the rim of my tight hole.

I start to shake from how good it feels and I lose all my strength when he hits my G-spot. My body falls forward and Harry catches me holding my waist so he can have leverage to fuck me while I lay. I cry from how good it feels “ Daddy! I’m so close. Can I cum please” I whimper out. 

“ Not yet pup, wanna come with you” he says, making me cry into the duvet under me trying to hold my orgasm. I bite into my lip trying to distract me from the cock that's impaling me. His hips start to lose rhythm making the coils in my stomach start to build up. His hand reaches for my clit, rubbing it in circles “ You can come now baby. Want you to cream all over my cock. Making such a mess on my thighs can feel you dripping to my balls. Wanna feel you milk daddys cock like the good girl I know you are.” He says.

His fingers rubbing on the sensitive nerve pushes me over and I start to cum. Harry rides out my orgasm, Fucking me while I clench and squeeze around his cock. I start to feel overstimulated and try to get away from him, but he grounds me.

 “God-I’m gonna cum. C’mon milk me for all I’m worth baby” he says, as his hips start to go faster and suddenly I start to scream in pleasure again. His hips stutter again “ Fuck, I’m cumming” He doesn’t stop or slow down as he rides out his own climax as well as mine.  His warm cum spills into me and I feel his dick twitching inside me making me moan from overstimulation. 

We lay in silence for a while before he pulled out of me making me flinch “ I know angel, I’m sorry” he apologies. I keep my eyes closing taking in the peace and tiredness from our recent activities. I start to feel myself slowly subdued to sleep, but I wake up when I feel a warm hand on my face “c’mon need to clean you up” Harry says. I furrow my eyebrows and keep my eyes close trying to squirm away from his touch, but he has none of it and starts to kiss my face until my eyes squint open “ Hi, There is my pretty girl. Lets go, wanna take care of you” he says and I finally obliged letting him scoop me up and take me to the bathroom. 

Harry places me in a warm bath with my favorite lavender scent before placing himself behind me. I rest against his chest relaxing when I feel him kiss my shoulder and massage me. I close my eyes and sigh in contentment knowing I’ll wake up tomorrow morning with him beside me.

#harry styles imagine #dom!harry #harry styles #harry styles au #harry styles smut #harry styles fic #harry styles fluff #best friend! Harry #harry smut

[cookinguptales]

I'll probably talk about the SNM NYE party in batches because I'm still exhausted but... wow, that Hecate 1:1, huh?

I didn't actually know that audience interactions were going to be a thing during the party, so imagine my surprise when about 30 seconds after I took the first photo, the second thing happened lmao.

(nearly had an aneurysm when my friend texted me that they'd managed to get pictures of the encounter haha)

spoilers under a cut!!

So there was an angel dancing in the rep bar, which... I hilariously did not notice for the first portion of the song. I was taking photos for a large group of people who were sitting up on the bar in front of the neon sign, and then I turned around and was like !!!! oh!!!

(ETA: I AM TOLD THIS WAS BOY WITCH IN COSTUME FOR THE PARTY lmao)

I nearly banged into the poor guy haha. but then, I mean, I had to take some photos of his dance! it was a lovely dance, very soulful. when he noticed me taking photos, he definitely started posing, good for him. I got some really good photos of him here.

anyway, after I got my pictures, then he comes up to me and takes my hand and it's like oh!!! okay we're doing this.

he was holding several rings in his hand during his dance (big costume jewelry types) so the obvious allusion was to Hecate. while he was dancing with me, there was a lot of elaborate stuff where he'd show me the rings in his hands, play with them, offer them to me, take them back, take my hand and spin around so I was holding him, then curl around behind me, etc.

he was really gentle with me, RIP ;;

anyway, he ends up taking my hand and leading me to Hecate's door. now, I saw Hecate a few times throughout the evening, mostly carrying around a sign in a stately procession letting people know how long it was until midnight, but I didn't realize she was doing Other Things until we got outside her door and I was like "wait okay I get it" lmao

at this point, I still wasn't sure exactly where he was going with this, so I just followed him as he finally knelt down before Hecate's door and offered up the rings in supplication.

then her door opened and she appeared and I think you could probably see the big exclamation point over my head like I was a freaking video game character.

then she grabbed me and pulled me inside.

the vibes were very similar to her usual James & Anne 1:1, and she brought me over to sit on her couch. but instead of paper boats and ghost stories, she brought out tarot cards.

(if you know me, you know I was thrilled lmao)

she has me choose one and it was, of course, Death.

(I... think they were probably all Death, and I know she had to keep them to do this with others but I wish I'd gotten to keep that card.)

Death, as my regular followers know, is a card about change and the death of the old to make room for the new. so as soon as I saw it, I knew, and I just. man, the Emotions In Me.

she told me about how the card was about change and how old things had to die so new things can happen, even if it hurts. she said it was the new year, which is a time for the old things to die and new ones to come. that things would be changing soon, but that was okay. she then took my palm and drew a straight line on it, like a palmistry situation, and said that people think time is a straight line. then she drew a circle and told me that time here, in this place, is really like a circle.

I can't remember all exact words, but the general gist of it was that even though things die and new things take their place, they don't ever fully go away. time is a loop, as it always has been in the McKittrick, so these moments will always be happening, even if we don't get to experience them anymore.

(we'll always remember them.)

then when we got up to leave, she turned me toward the mirror on her nightstand and had me look at my own reflection. she held me from behind, encircled in her arms, and squeezed me so tight that it almost hurt.

(I wish I could remember what she said during this moment, but I'll admit I was having a "this could actually be kind of bad if she squeezes much longer, she doesn't know I have EDS and I can feel my ribs straining" moment so I got a little distracted. she didn't hurt me!! to be clear!! but I was worrying a little that I might have to interrupt her and in so doing failed to live in the moment and it was gone. I'm hoping I'll remember after I've recovered a little. ;; )

I feel like... it was encouraging, what she said at the mirror. so I suppose for now I'll have to content myself with that.

and then, once she let go, she took one of the rings from a dish on her table and slid it onto my finger.

I guess we all know what that means.

and then she let me go.

I felt... really profoundly moved after this. the time loop element of SNM is one that I've always been obsessed with, and so to have all of that laid out so explicitly... it made me feel like there really is a sacred, magical place in that room, and none of us will ever truly escape it.

Hecate has a habit of snatching humans and drawing them into her woods, like Porter and Boy Witch, and I feel like she really managed to do that to all of us as well. we're under her spell and, like them, we must constantly search for her ring.

last night, I sort of felt like I finally found it. like her ring has always been the loop all along, and that's the source of her power. the ring of time, a wheel, and it constantly spins in place. we're all inside it, and it could be a trap but it feels so damn exhilarating to be there.

our poor Porter will never truly find it because he's inside it, and so are we. the entire hotel is her ring and so are all the ideas and experiences inside it. and they are eternal. even if the show itself closes, that little pocket of time will always exist within us, because that's where her magic resides.

it made me think a lot about love and memories and the way that our experiences live on in them, changed by nostalgia and regret but dear all the same, and it made me think about how Sleep No More, or at least a version of it, will live on in us forever.

change is coming, and it might hurt. but new things are coming, and they'll be lovely. we have so many things lying ahead. and what we experienced together in that hotel will never go away. it'll continue on in our memories and the art we've made and the friends we've met, y'know?

so it felt like such a beautiful way to end the year. the whole thing happened just before midnight and it felt perfect.

(even though... there were a lot of elevator issues last night and I only BARELY made it downstairs in time for the countdown. so there was a moment of Panic right after haha.)

but Hecate kissed my forehead just before midnight and that sort of feels like the best kiss you could get on the new year at the McKittrick. I didn't even realize I still had the lip prints on my forehead until I looked at the photo I took just after the confetti was released.

(not the best selfie in the world, admittedly, because I could not see anything with the lighting in there but like! still! the happiness is palpable.)

so... that was my experience with Hecate, and it's one that was comforting in a way that's hard to entirely convey.

I feel like... I'm definitely going to write a story about this...

#sleep no more #hecate did not injure me but admittedly the elevator situation did #I haven't been in this much pain in a long long time #and I think I was a little loopy with it by the end of the night lmao

[auxiliarydetective]

now for the chaos corner ( or part seven ) of the ask extravaganza, let's talk about my beloved little fennec fox felicity !! could i please ask after questions one, four, five, seven, and eight from that list of questions ?

can't wait to see the answers, and i hope you're doing well !! <3

Yeeessss, Lily, my sweet little baby!

1. What's an animatic about your OC / OTP that you've been spinning around your brain?

So, for Lily, I actually don't think I have a specific song animatic in mind for her, just general vibes. I feel like it would probably be an angsty one about childhood innocence and her relationship with Sanji, generally pretty happy and adorable and all, but occasionally you'll get scenes of her crying and throwing tantrums in fear... Delicious angst. Specifically, the main angst potential comes from the Whole Cake Island Arc. I know you know basically nothing about it, Dolly, but all of my OCs (except for Lux) have a deep and profound trauma from that arc, some more than others. That's because that arc is peak Sanji angst. Anyways, for some happy moments, I could see little montages of them training together, cooking together, Lily showing off her ballet skills, general crew shenanigans... It's about the contrast!

4. Give a full breakdown of one song on your OC or OTP's playlist!

*checks my Felicity playlist* Well, well, well...

I could cheat and do an instrumental one. I can’t do ones that are just there based on vibes because they're... well... just there for vibes. Most of them are just there for vibes, actually. So, we'll do this one:

"Have you heard from the news? / Clouds are falling from the sky / And everything that's pink is now blue."

... is about the scary things in Lily's life and how her world is coming apart, first because of Buggy, then because of Kuro.

"Have you heard from my mind? / We gotta find a way to cope / Or else things might not turn out so fine"

... is Lily's escapism, the way her brain cooked up the automatic response of age regression as a way to cope and make things fine again.

"And I start / To give in / To the sin / To the sin"

Lily puts up no resistance against this sort of escape but it's a "sin" because devil fruits are, well, devil fruits, and she's already a non-human freak without it, but even more so when it keeps changing her appearance in tune with her mind.

"And I start / To realize / Lullabies / La, la..."

... is Lily really falling into Little Space, the last two syllables being a sort of reference to baby speech - listen to how they sound in the song!

The chorus is filled with antitheses between childish, happy things and scary things you might encounter in life and that's also the world that Lily lives in. Sort of a childish bubble she has built for herself and the harsh pirate's life of death and fighting outside of it. There's one line that's special though and that's:

"Lollipops and cigarettes"

Lily, being half mink, has heightened senses, and she's also very emotional, so a lot of times, things just become too much for her. That's when she asks her dad Sanji for a "smoke break" which is code for "mom come pick me up i'm scared". Sanji is a smoker, so he has an excuse to just remove himself from a situation and go outside for a while and Lily copied that for herself. I think the first time she pulls this trick, it's and accident. She probably mumbles to herself "I think I need a smoke break" (copying Sanji, most likely) and everyone just looks at her as if their souls had left their bodies. But then Sanji smiles and says "You know, me too" and they leave and then this becomes actual code speak for them. There's only one thing that's an issue: Lily feels left out if Sanji is smoking and she isn't. She keeps bugging him about how it isn't fair until he gets her lollipops as a comprimise. Also fake cigarettes made of chewing gum or chocolate.

"Losing innocence is easy / But growing up is hard to face. / Give me something to hold on to / Or I'll slip right into little space"

The "losing innocence is easy" part is a reference to Lily losing her parents, an event that she can barely remember and never understood. In her eyes, they just disappeared, and she doesn't know what really happened or never quite pieces it together - because she was young, still is young and her mind refuses to recall what happened. So she just unconsciously refuses to grow up. And she doesn't have to. She's still so young but also she'd rather be this little kid again when her parents were still by her side and she doesn't want to face things like losing her second set of parents - ie. Kaya's - or getting kidnapped by Buggy or the chaos caused by the Black Cat Pirates. She needs someone or something to hold on to or she gets scared and slips into little space, basically becoming a nonverbal ball of fear.

"Remember all the rounds / When we sneaked in just to have a kiss / But now we need to keep the noise down"

In the original interpretation of the song, this is more of an allusion to puppy love vs sexuality, but in Lily's version, the last line is more related to violence and screaming, maybe also her sensitivity to noise because of her gigantic ears that she maybe wasn't so accutely aware of when she was younger.

"Remember sleepy eyes / When we see each other every day / But now this is our final goodbye"

This part is about Kaya and Lily who grew up like siblings for a long time. Granted, they are quite a few years apart, but Lily has very fond memories of just napping with Kaya and seeing her every day because they lived together, but her going out with the Straw Hats means she might never see her again - or at least not for a very long time. The "final goodybe" is also a reference to Merry's death, who was another of Lily's father figures and who was also part mink.

Chorus time! The final lines function the same way, contrasting fun, childish things and scary, adult things.

So yeah, the whole song might as well be interpreted as a look into how Lily's mind works!

5. What would your OC's tumblr blog be like?

I haven't decided on whether I want Lily to be twelve or thirteen yet, but I'm currently gravitating towards twelve and... yeah, she's too young for Tumblr XD

But if she did have a blog, I imagine it would be very chaotic. Ballet stuff, Barbie movies, children's shows, aesthetics, slime videos, kidcore, pastel stuff, Disney...

7. What's your OC's ___-core aesthetic?

Probably a soft and childish balletcore, mixed in with some more pastel-y kidcore. Also fennec fox. You cannot do Lily without a cute little fennec fox.

8. What are some TV Tropes that apply to your OC or OTP?

Oh, a lot! Here's just a little list: The Cheerful Child, Curious as a Monkey, Parental Substitute on multiple occasions (first Kaya's parents, then Merry, then Sanji!) and her and Sanji get a "Like a Son Daughter to Me" moment. She's also somewhat of an Innocent Prodigy when it comes to fighting and ballet, and Cheer Them Up with Laughter is how to stop her tantrums and breakdowns. Finally, Cheery Pink. That's it.

Sorry that this took so long. I had very little free time since Christmas and I've just been working on this whenever I had the time and frame of mind. Thanks so much for your ask!

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#one piece oc #opla oc #oc: felicity #ask #evie's ask extravaganza

[sea-of-dust]

hey!! <3 can i get headcanons of yukina with a s/o who loves to compliment her and is totally head over heels for her ?? 🥹🥹

You praise me too much

Yukina with an s/o that praises for her

Notes: Thank you for the request! I open my requests after I realized my drafts weren't gonna work 💀. Istg bandori annons are the fastest people I've ever seen. Bandori annons are probably so fast they can rewind time 💀

Yukina

Why do you praise her so much. She doesn't find herself worthy of it to be honest. Someone so loving as you...she can't take it but she can't say no to it either

Winter was getting especially chilly out she was going to leave but you were like "no" as She got to circle freaking sweating. "YUKINA?! YOU FEEL LIKE A HUMAN HEATER!!" "Thank you ako.." The Roselia practice was canceled as everyone was enjoying yukina the human heater

Admittedly she wakes you up in the middle of the night to tell you the most important of things. "I'm cold" suddenly you're so active you simply become a Gatorade jumbo bottle. You get 2 more blankets and put them over her you don't need a blanket she does! You ended up sleeping without a blanket waking up seeing the cat blanket she brought on your lap

If you were at her place and that was to happen...why you simply have to become the blanket yourself. Holding her in your arms and dozing off to sleep.

She would show you her outfits before shows. You would always cover your face and look through your fingers "you look amazing my dear" you manage to mumble out.

She would never hear the end of your consistent love for her even if she would be mad at you she can't resist you. Afterall you know her better than she knows herself. "Yukina!" "..." "Don't give me silent treatment for not letting you pet a cat! How about this I'll take you to a cat cafe this weekend" an offer she can't refuse. "Fine" "Yay :D"

Whenever she compliments you, you always fluster up an complement her too. "I may have beautiful eyes to stare at but you'll always be the apple of my eye dear" calling her dear is gonna have her flipping and flopping internally

Your friends decided to test you and played only a second of a Roselia song. You answered them all correctly without hesitation. "Yo one of them barely had any sound-" "I recognize that iconic key of black shout" "HUH-"

You were at your job and they started playing Roselia. You could barely do your job thinking of Yukina. They had to put you in the back to wash dishes...

You wouldn't live with yourself I'd yukina had to lift anything to do anything. "Y/n why'd you stop me-" "I refuse to let you open a door" "what-" You opened the door holding it open. "Enter please"

You love seeing her after concerts. "YUKINAAA" You're almost crying twirling her in your arms. "That was *sob* beautiful *sob*" Shell never get used to how your able to lift her so easily

Yukina likes bringing up past memories with you on night when you two are about to sleep. "Remember when you asked me out? You nearly ran out of the stage." "You saw that-" You two giggle a bit "remmber our secound date? With the roller coaster?" "You screamed in my ear the whole time" "you shook me just to tell me about a cat-" "...it was cute" "cute than me?" "...." suddenly she's asleep

Speaking of lifting things easily you where helping her do groceries and told her to unlock her door. As soon as she turned around she saw you carring all of the bags in both hands. "Why your hands shouldn't be foiled by these bags" you say fleetingly "can you open the door-" "oh"

If she ever where to sleep on you you're suddenly canceling your plans for the day. Blush all over your face you're not allowed to move. For now on you're a rock. Unmoveable unless there were an outside force. You didn't wanna leave her but you had plans..."I'll do em tomorrow...but I can't wait for tommrow it's Monday tommrow...hmmm" so you desperately pulled off a Indiana Jones, you tried to replace yourself with a pillow. She woke up on a pillow with your face drawn on a piece of paper attached to it. "Sorry I had to go" posted on it.

Sometimes you would stay over and she would wake up to breakfast in bed. You somehow know she's awake and nearly run into her room with a small table in hand "Well I see you're awake I made pancakes with cat-shaped printings" You place down the table and go to grab a glass of water yukina basically stunned by the cats. How is she gonna eat it?! It's....it's too cute... you come back it and she hasn't touched them just staring. "Do you not like my cooking that much? wait you didn't even try them-" That morning she did eat the pancakes after thanking you she left the cat parts untouched tho...

#bang dream #yukina minato #yukina #roselia #roselia bandori #bandori #bandori x reader #bang dream x reader

[gamerbearmira]

Baby Mirabel au redo- I have a different idea on how I want it to go so I'm redoing my first ask and then will redo the second because it doesn't fit into the new idea I have.

It was late way later than what the familia madrigal usually ends up in bed but tonight was an exception. That exception being the youngest madrigal, Antonio, getting his gift and usually that is what Casita would be focused on but tonight was different. You see 10 years ago Casita was denied a door to it's wall, the only one that it had been looking forward to sense it's creation, all because the candle decided. Casita doesn't understand why still doesn't really understand no matter how many times the candle tried to explain it saying things like 'she must figure out what her gift is on her own.' the candle wouldn't even tell Casita what the gift was and any time Casita suggested they help her the candle would say 'we mustn't interfer if we do she won't be as strong'. Casita had just starting to think that the candle didn't really give Mirabel a gift and that it was running out of magic and didn't want to admit it. But then Antonios 5th birthday happened and he could open his door. It has bothered Casita, the entire situation, but what broke Casita was Mirabel. Oh the pain Casita felt as she sang her song and begged that mean old candle for something that she already had, Casita couldn't take it. She cracks. She does something she's never done before. Puts her tile down to the candle. She doesn't remember everything she yelled to it but the one that sticks out the most is 'IF YOU DO NOT DO AS I SAY I WILL COLLAPSE IN ON MYSELF WITH YOU INSIDE TAKING US BOTH! IM DONE DOING THINGS YOUR WAY!' Of course what she didn't realize at the time is at the same moment she started to argue with the candle she had started to show cracks on herself and completely freaked out Mirabel. Which she's sorry for but it's ok because she's going to make everything better. Because they are doing things her way and her way involves giving Mirabel everything she missed out on doing things the candles way. Even if it means starting over from scratch.

*small time skip to extremely early in the morning*

Even before Mirabel wakes up she knows today is going to be a bad day. She's filled with this strange..... Offness even before she opens her eyes and that sensation only grows worse when she does manage to open them. The sight she is first greeted with is a.... Mobile? It has butterflies and little houses and candles on it and it's spinning and spinning and Mirabel can feel herself start to smile reaching both arms up to it as she starts kicking her feet because that is just so funny and cool how the pretty colors and shapes dance like- wait what was she doing?

She shakes her head a tiny bit and takes a moment to try and look around only to see bars on all sides of her....... Why does she have bars on all sides of her? Just when she takes this in does she start to notice a couple other odd things. Like the fact that she can't look as far as she was able to even with her glasses off, almost like her depth perception is wrong. And that she's weirdly wet and cold and oddly hungry like she hasn't eaten in days and not the hours that it has been. In an attempt to figure out the situation Mirabel tries to sit up only to find that..... She can't move anything expect her arms, legs and head. 'what is happening?' is the only thought in Mirabels head for a solid minute as she struggles to get up.

As she continues to struggle she hears in the room the sounds of whimpering, it doesn't take her very long to realize it's coming from her. Just when she thinks she's about to start actually crying does she hear the familiar sounds of shifting tiles and with that little warning the bed she's laying in starts to rock slightly. It's a nice feeling that makes her go quiet for a moment and she feels herself start to slink back into the darkness of sleep but she shifts just slightly and the wet feeling is back and she has to cry slightly. The minute she does the rocking stops only to begin again only slightly slower. She hears some tiles shift away going out of the room, down the hall until Mirabel can't hear it anymore. Only sound in the room now are the slight rocking of the bed she's laying in and her own distressed crying that is slowly getting louder. Mirabel startles to a wail at the sound of a door being banged on loudly (like the person knocking had been trying for a while and finally lost their patience) the sounds of a door slamming open and feet running from said room towards the nursery is lost on Mirabel since all she can hear is her own wailing which she couldn't stop even if she wanted to (which she did she very much did). The sound of her own bedroom door being slammed open and her mama's and papa's startled gaps however, she did hear.

"Oh dios mio Mirabel!" The sound of her mothers frantic and panicked voice was the best thing Mirabel has ever heard 'mama help! I can't move and I'm cold and wet and hungry and I don't know what to do! help me!' she can't see her mother both because of her tears and because of how far away she is. She hears her someone walk forward and then suddenly that someone is at one of the sides made of bars reaching down and grabbing her. The minute she's in the person's arm she knows who it is. The smell alone gave them away. Mama.

"Mirabel! Oh my Mirabel it's ok Mama's here shhhh." Her mother's voice is trying to be calm as she begins to rock her. But Mirabel can hear that slight bit of panic underneath it and while that usually would bother her she finds that she can't really be that bothered with anything when her mother is holding her like this rocking her so nicely. She's still crying but it's lowering in volume and getting quieter and quieter until she's just fussing slightly in her mother's arms as she rocks her back and forth.

"Julietta do you need me to do something for you? I don't.... I don't know what to do? Should I wake up your mama or get some clothes or-" oh no she forgot her father's here and by the sounds of it his also panicking. "Augustine, mi vida, I need you to take a breath and try not to panic. Breath with me in and out" Mirabel feels her mother take a deep breath in and then slowly release it she does this two more times all the while rocking her. "Ok good, mi vida, good. I could do with some help I need is a diaper and a change of clothes mirabel is wet and-" before mama I could finish that sentence neutral hears the shifting of tiles and what sounds like Casita pointing out something. She hears and feels both of her parents move towards where she believes casitas pointing to in her limited vision she can sees what looks like a dresser with one of the drawers open her mama clearly can see what is inside from where they are because she starts talking "Oh.... Oh dios mio..... Augustine can you check the other drawers because if it's filled with what I think it's filled with that we might be in trouble." As she walks further up to the drawer and mirabel can see what's inside. Inside the drawer is a bunch of diapers. Meaning that her other dressers will probably have baby clothes in them. Meaning that the bars on her bed were the bars of a crib. 'Mierda' is the only thought mirabel has as she stares into the pile of diapers..... That her mother is going to have to change her into one of...... 'double Mierda'.

I don't know I like this idea better than the other and wanted to share it. As always let me know what you think!

I LIKE IT I LIKE IT ⁉️⁉️⁉️

Casita has had enough of the Candle’s bs <3333 AND IM GLAD SHE TOOK INITIATIVE. Clearly had to intervene or else the cracks would have never stopped. Like fr. And Mirabel getting distracted by the mobile, it didn’t even register in her mind why is was there, just that it was nice to look at 💀💀

Poor cool parents, about to have a heart attack and Mirabel have a crisis as a baby <\33

Mirabel after seeing the diapers and realizing her current situation:

#encanto #my asks are open #my asks #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #encanto julieta #encanto agustin #encanto casita #de aged mirabel au #de aged mirabel #de aged AU

[rosietrace]

so the Valentine’s day event..😳😳😳

I’m sorry to pile up more work for u but I would like to see a one shot of Juvia x Nyx! Platonic or Romantic is fine! I just wanna see them 😈

Ily Rosie take ur time pookie don’t stress urself out🫶🏻 💞💞

I love this ship so much 😈 Mitch and Deuce better watch out also jokes on you Jas, I ALWAYS stress myself out /j

Lovely siren

Event: Rosie's 2023 valentine's special 💌❣️

Ocs featured: Nyx Leech, Juvia Yuyi Espejo

Characters featured: Azul Ashengrotto(mentioned), Jade Leech, Floyd Leech

Ship: Nyx x Juvia

Summary: After finding time in her typically busy schedule, Juvia took it upon herself to visit her crush during one of her performances at the monstro lounge.

Warning(s): Juvia being a bi disaster /j, Jade and Floyd /j, potential ooc moments

{ Apologies for any out of character moments }

[ Reblogs are recommended/encouraged ]

Song to listen to: Why don't you do right? (Annapantsu cover)

Juvia had a busy schedule for most of January and the first couple of days of February.

And unfortunately, that meant she didn't have enough time to give her crush the new set of punk lolita boots she wanted.

Now, who is Juvia's crush? One would assume it would be Deuce Spade, Artemis from Savanaclaw, or Mitch from RSA.

But it was actually Nyx Leech, an Octavinelle second-year, and the younger sister of Jade and Floyd Leech.

Juvia's heard a lot of things about Nyx. Some good, some bad. Mostly bad but Juvia also happened to see the good behind Nyx's bitchy attitude toward others.

Speaking of Nyx, Juvia sighed with relief."Finally…" she groaned before quickly changing her clothes into something similar to the Octavinelle dorm uniform.

Minus the hat and scarf, Juvia could've been mistaken for another Octavinelle student. Which were thanks to Nyx, since she gave the outfit to Juvia on her birthday last year.

Looking into the mirror, Juvia grinned."I can't wait to see her!" She exclaimed, a quiet squeal leaving her mouth right after.

After some time, Juvia left Ramshackle under the supervision of Grim and the ghosts that resided inside.

She was super excited, more excited than the word itself.

Until she reached the lounge.

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Juvia's smile faltered when she saw that the place was packed. Customers covered the lounge and many of the Octavinelle students were too busy tending to those customers that they didn't even notice Juvia was there.

She felt small, shrunken down to a mere piece of dust that'll be thrown away sooner or later. It didn't help that Nyx was seemingly nowhere to be seen.

That is until Jade walked up to Juvia. With that devious smile that was identical to Nyx's. Or rather Nyx's smile was identical to Jade's.

"A pleasure to see you, Juvia." Jade greeted, placing two trays of food on a table before walking up to her."To what do we owe the honor?"

Realizing that Jade - her crush's older brother - was speaking to her, Juvia cleared her throat and prepared a couple of words.

"Well, I came to see one of your sister's performances. I heard that she performs in the lounge a lot so…" an awkward smile spread across her face, "Curiosity got the best of me."

Jade chuckled."Curiosity killed the cat." He said, "But at least the satisfaction will bring it back."

With how he worded the well-known saying, Juvia's curiosity was partially piqued. Was Nyx better than she initially thought?

Soon, Jade guided Juvia to a table near the stage. And lo and behold, it's the infamous table anyone wants to be in whenever Nyx performs.

After taking a seat, Juvia looked at Jade, causing a chuckle to leave his lips.

"I can assure you that my little sister is quite the performer."

That was all he said before walking off to assist Floyd and the other employees in the lounge.

Once he left, Juvia basically deflated herself into a nervous wreck. She was absolutely terrified.

Not because of Nyx, of course not, but because of two specific things that freaked the fuck out of her.

One, the fact that Jade likely set her down on the table on purpose.

Two, the fact that half of the lounge was glaring daggers that pierced her soul. She could practically hear the gates of heaven open up for her.

But then Floyd enthusiastically announced Nyx's entrance onto the stage. And saying Juvia's jaw dropped was an understatement.

Not only was her crush about to perform. But she looked fucking breathtaking.

She wore a black miniskirt with the Octavinelle insignia on her belt, alongside a shoulderless halter top with separate semi-transparent bishop sleeves.

The elegance paired with the punk-ish vibe of her knee-length boots blew Juvia away. And she couldn't help but believe that only Nyx was able to pull off something so elegant with boots that were the complete opposite of elegant.

Oh, but that was just the beginning.

Which was probably what Azul thought when Nyx took the microphone and began serenading the audience. Like a siren singing to nearby sailors and persuading them to drown in the oceanic depths.

Juvia almost choked when she sang the first verse."I-I knew she was good, but…" she cut herself off, feeling her face go warm as she continued to stare into Nyx's eyes.

The classiness of the music paired with an unnaturally relaxing voice? Juvia was sure that Nyx was more hypnotic than any siren.

When Nyx was nearing the final verse, she noticed Juvia sitting on the table across from her. And she kept eye contact with her.

A smirk now dawned on Nyx's face. One that matched Floyd's more than Jade's.

Juvia was having the equivalent of a seizure, but internally. Too many butterflies were in her stomach and her face was a bit too red for its own good.

"H-Holy…"

Nyx giggled for a moment, spinning around the microphone stand, posing for only a moment with a mischievous grin.

And she hit that high note.

Juvia might as well have been a ghost at that point. Nyx's voice was enough for her to feel her soul leave her body and ascend to the gates of heaven.

But even then, she didn't fight back the smile she had when Nyx's performance ended.

And she couldn't wait to give her the boots.

"By the great seven, I love that bitch…"

Taglist: [ I would like to hear your thoughts if possible! ]

@starry-night-rose @authoruio @fumikomiyasaki @sakuramidnight15 @nem0-nee @oseathepebble @geminiiviolets @twsted-princess

Request by: @windbornearchon

I hope you like this oneshot, Jas! Sorry if this doesn't have as much dialogue as you'd like :') I hope Nyx singing like Annapantsu can compensate for that. Either way, I just- Absolutely fucking love this ship TvT ❤️ hope you enjoy

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #nyx leech #twst octavinelle #octavinelle oc #octavinelle #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #jade leech #juvia yuyi espejo #nyx x juvia #oc x oc request #oc x oc ask #oc x oc ship #oc x oc #twst oc x oc #twst ask #oc asks! #oc asks #asks #mutuals ask #mutuals <3 #rosie [ valentines specials ] ♡⁠˖⁠꒰⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠⑅⁠꒱ #night raven college oc #ship oneshot #oc oneshot #twst oneshot #oneshot

[awesome-opossum-after-hours]

rewatching Stranger Things, final part!

-Eddie has a tapestry above his bed. wayyyy ahead of the trends (I believe it's a Slayer print but I couldn't totally make it out?)

- now that Noah is officially out (yay for him!!!!) Will's tears and speech during the Van scene about being different is all the more moving and authentic

-there was a little bit of realization in Mike's eyes at the end of that conversation

-the entire Wheeler family has targets on their backs. their deaths would hurt, have an effect on a lot of other characters. Nancy said that Vecna showed her Mike, Holly, and her mom and they were (unspokenly) dead

-did the older teens get to shower in Max's trailer? bc like... they all looked like they needed it BAD especially Steve and Eddie

-(update ^ no they didn't)

-Eddie couldn't possibly use the bandana in his back pocket as a disguise bc that serves a Greater Purpose

-Around the Bend is the PERFECT song to steal an RV to

-Eddie is headbanging as they drive off. someone pointed that out before but I had to see it for myself

-listen with all the d3ath theories and speculations going around about Steve- I do not care at this point WHO he gets this with but let Steve have his six little mini Harringtons one day and get to drive around the country.

-Eleven was trying to send Brenner into the Upside Down, just as she had done with Vecna and the Demogorgon

-I seriously think that Eddie was fully prepared to die for Dustin, really solidified by the "never change" promise. it's like getting an "I love you" text from THAT friend...

-Max made them promise that however they killed Vecna, they wouldn't miss. so when Nancy saws off her shotgun with Max watching, she assures her that it guarantees she won't

-the fucking shock collar is the most unnerving thing Brenner uses on the children like bffr that's horrible

-i can't get over the hug between the Byers Twins (yeah I won't stop calling them that) bc it looks like the best hug ever

-if Brenner comes back next season but Eddie doesn't I'm suing the Duffers

-tho there are theories going around that he legitimately has powers based on fanart Matthew Modine reposted saying that he was "000"... immortality???

-Joyce and Hopper almost fucked in a CHURCH. tisk tisk

-who's dogtag was Dustin wearing??

-yeah the way Eddie quickly broke eye contact with Steve.... idk if it's what a lot of people think but there was definitely something else going through his head besides "make him pay"

-when Argyle laughs while saying that dogs ride in the baggage compartment all the time I'd like to think that was Eduardo breaking character but quickly covering it and them just keeping it in

-they sell ice cream cake and cannoli at the Surfer Boy in Nevada

-while Max and Lucas are waiting for Erica's signal, i think they're in Mr and Mrs Creel's bedroom

-there's a joke i could make about why Jonathan brings up Will having the LEGO guy stuck up his nose but I won't ruin a sentimental scene

-again tho the tears in that scene and the freaking hug looked so genuine. we love you Noah :)

-those pizza sunglasses actually have a pretty cool patern, idk why the merch team hasn't made a pair of Surfer Boy Pizza Box themed sunglasses

-awww yall were right Eddie DOES have butterflies on his bedsheets

-Eddie did not need to yell when he cut the rope, def did it for Dramatic Affect

-the demobat screams have to be deafening

-is Dream a Little Dream Vecna's favorite song? unsettling

-Steve, Nancy, and Robin were choked for so long... like how did they not die???

-Lucas was literally going to take a bullet for his friends. so underrated

-Jason like barely blinks during his scenes where he's all psycho. in fact, each time the camera is on him in the Creel House, he doesn't at all.

-I mentioned this in season 2, but Eddie raising his spear and shield to fight the bats is a total parallel of Will standing his ground against the Mindflayer. IF he does come back next season these two will have to share stories!

-i think their best bet would've just been to cut Vecna's head off tbh

-"he's the monster, not you Henry!" bitch tf???? he's mercilessly and proudly killing teenagers

-why did Henry make a parallel version of Hawkins unless he had plans for Will? I bet he made it the day Will got captured, which is why the Upside Down is stuck on that date. but why????

-if Vecna had killed El, would a gate open in Nevada?

-Will makes a quick glance to Mike when he says he loves El

-"if I said what I felt I thought that would make it hurt more" then Will looks at Jonathan, he looks back with knowing eyes

-I wonder if Argyle was still stoned out of his mind, those lights must've been trippy

-when Murray uses the flamethrower, Hopper shields Joyce :)

-Steve, Robin, and Nancy were the only ones who got to see Vecna's physical form, in person and not just in the mindscape (not counting people who saw him pre-banishment)

-if I were Hopper, I'd have kept that demogorgon head and framed in above my mantle like people do with deer

-it looks like Eddie broke his left leg in the bat attack, or at least while he's lying down it looks really twisted in a wrong way

-something that hurt badly about both Eddie and Max's death (aside from the fact that they died) was that in season 1, Dustin and Lucas were both the Comic Relief characters (though Lucas moreso in s3). seeing them both wail and sob while holding their dying friend broke me. while I do want this grief to be explored in s5 (whether both "dead" characters stay that way or not), I'm not emotionally prepared🥲

-some of the people who were packing to move from Hawkins were BOOKING IT. they wanted OUT

-again, just like when the Byers were moving, Dustin seems to not wear a hat when he's sad

-scenes where Mike hugs his mom are so underrated

-AFTER NANCY AND JONATHAN KISS YOU SEE A DEJECTED STEVE WALK PAST WHILE ROBIN PATS HIM ON THE BACK OH NOOOOO

-Lucas is reading Stephen King's novel, "The Talisman". funny enough, the cover shares the Stranger Things font

-Wayne wearing basically the same outfit as Jonathan in s1 putting up the Missing Person posters cannot be a coincidence

-Dustin's lip trembling before he hands Wayne the guitar pick is devastating

wow, I actually rewatched a series without skipping any parts/episodes! I know there hasn't been many people seeing these but I hope you enjoyed if you did!

#stranger things #steve harrington #dustin henderson #details #stranger things theory #will byers #eddie munson #mike wheeler #el hopper #nancy wheeler #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #erica sinclair #robin buckley #jonathan byers #argyle #joyce byers #jim hopper #murray bauman #any other thoughts? #thank you!

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That Great Big Hill: A mix for Kassandra Laurentis, a half-elven samurai who is just trying her best.

Hard Times // "Hard times gonna make you wonder why you even try" // It's been a rough past few years for Kassandra.

Behind the Armory // "Tongue-tied, I cut and run, fleeing ever faster" // Orion was always a distant, idealized hero figure for Kassandra. Living with him was a stark, unfriendly realization that he would never see her as a true person, just an extension of his legacy.

Song for Our Daughter // "There's blood on the floor, maybe now you'll believe her for sure" // Therese's most important lesson for Kassandra, delivered with bitterness, regret, and a mother's prayer that her daughter would make different mistakes.

The Fruits // "When he stole my virtue, I'm glad it seems to serve you, that I was born a daughter and not a son". // Wolves sometimes wear the robes of acolytes instead of sheepskins.

The Moon Will Sing // "Tell me once again, I could have been anyone, anyone else, before you made the choice for me." // When you're suddenly rejected by the person who has lovingly controlled every aspect of your life, what is a puppet free of its strings to do? Collapse.

Cassandra // "Well, can you see me? I cannot see you. Everything I thought I knew has fallen out of view in this blindness I'm condemned to" // Getting snubbed by a god you've worshipped your entire childhood is definitely cause for an early existential crisis.

Painkillers // "Don't you ever pay mind to that line in your way that says you'll ruin it, You'll ruin this for everybody won't you? // Savath is not gentle, nor is she kind. But she saw her friend's broken, thrown away, abused kid and felt a quiet rage at the injustice of it.

Too Late Now // "Everything is going wrong, I think I changed my mind again, I'm not sure if this is the kinda life that I saw myself living" // Kassandra works extra hard to make up for what she sees as an inherent inadequacy.

Young Blood // "Can't help myself but count the flaws, claw my way out through these walls" // She still doesn't believe that she deserves happiness, but she's taking this new start as a chance to finally be just Kassandra, whatever that ends up being.

Crop Circles // "And I, I don't think I've changed. And I, I'm too scared to stay the same." // Healing isn't linear, and neither is growth, as frustrating as that is.

Take Me to War (Live) // "There are no stones at my disposal, There's no God to award me a crown, but I am always swinging at somebody I can't knock down." // There is both fear in exhilaration knowing that you are the sole keeper of your own determination. Kassandra's grit is her own.

King of Anything // "All my life I've tried to make everybody happy while I just hurt and hide, waiting for someone to tell me it's my turn to decide" // Get fucked Dad.

Nothing New (feat. Phoebe Bridgers) // "How did I go from growing up to breaking down?And I wake up in the middle of the night, It's like I can feel time moving. How can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22? Will you still want me when I'm nothing new?" // The deepest, darkest fear of Kassandra's heart. All the grief Orion caused set aside, could not compare to the pain of one day being replaced.

Hypochondriac // "I'm freaking out, Now I'm sick and waiting for a moment to stop and not feel so much" // The panic attacks after she left school never really went away.

When // "Got to get it in my head I'll never be sixteen again I'm waiting to live, still waiting to love. Oh, it'll be over, and I'll still be asking when" // It's sick how we can be nostalgic for the things that broke us.

this is me trying // I've been having a hard time adjusting, I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting" // 8 years is a long time to come up from rock bottom, and every second of the climb is hard.

What's Up? // "25 years and my life is still, trying to get up this great big hill of hope, for a destination" // Feeling out of sync with the world, just trying to find her own way of doing things.

Vienna // "Slow down you're doin' fine, you can't be everything you want to be before your time" // Grace is the hardest gift to give yourself, but Kassandra is learning slowly that she really doesn't have to be good at everything put in front of her.

A Better Son/Daughter // But you'll fight and you'll make it through, you'll fake it if you have to, and you'll show up for work with a smile // Every morning is a roulette, and not one where you ever get paid out.

My Silver Lining // I don't want to wait anymore, I'm tired of looking for answers, take me some place where there's music and there's laughter" // The world is so much bigger than Vinriel.

The Great Unknown // Keep your head up, don't take your eyes off the road, no you're never gonna change by doin' what you're told" // Fear of the unknown can be tamed by the desire for independence.

Dreams // Oh, my life is changing everyday, in every possible way and oh, my dreams, It's never quite as it seems" // An Ode to the Wayfaring Friends, and the unexpected dreams they bring.

Wayfaring Stranger // "I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger, traveling through this world below." // After a tumultuous first trip through the elemental planes, Kassandra and the Wayfaring Friends have found their footing, and their purpose - hop through the planes and navigate Sigil, to reunite those they love with whom they've lost.

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