#i didnt proofread this btw lol

[sphylor]

a little thingy about Mountain painting Rain under the cut (transmasc Rain, cunt/clit/tdick used for him. 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLS AND THANK YOU.) the pose i'm imagining for this is the pose in this gorgeous piece of art by @divine-misfortune (who also contributed ideas to this hfsjdhbf)

Mountain was a skilled artist. When he wasn't sitting at his drum kit or out in the greenhouse caring for his plants, he set brush to canvas or pencil to paper and let himself get lost in his work. The other ghouls would frequently marvel at his ability to extract the inherent beauty of things which may seem mundane at first glance. The rippling surface of the lake, for example, or the ivy climbing up the side of the worn stone of the abbey. Things which one might walk past every single day without a second thought becoming breathtaking works of art under his skilled hand. 

Just by taking a glance at his works it would be clear to anyone that he drew the majority of his inspiration from nature. As an earth ghoul how could he not? But he would be lying if he said that his favourite muse was not now standing in front of him, leaning up against a block of marble, draped in a sheer white dress. Rain looked like a statue of a Greek goddess, carved to perfection by devoted hands. Mountain wanted to reflect the worship in his art. And so he carefully studied him.

He studied the soft curls that framed his face and came to rest around his silvery gills. The beautiful curve of his nose. How the piercings on his perfect little tits were clearly visible through the thin fabric he wore, and how he could see the second set of gills flutter and ripple just underneath. As his eyes travelled down the curve of his waist he noticed the growing damp patch in between the water ghoul's thighs. It made the already sheer fabric practically see through and Mountain swore he could see Rain's cute little t-dick poking out from between his folds. 

His brush had been still on the canvas for at least 15 minutes now as he caught himself staring and resumed his work. Not once had Rain glanced his way. If he had noticed the absence of sounds from Mountain, he hadn't brought attention to it. In fact, he knew that Rain was greatly enjoying the attention he knew he was getting. He only had to look down to see so. It was driving Mountain mad, quite frankly. 

When his brush stilled again as he caught himself staring at his plush lips, the water ghoul's blue eyes finally turned to look in his direction. Mountain watched as the corners of his mouth turned up into a smirk and something snapped inside him. He was suddenly overcome with the all encompassing urge to ruin the ghoul that stood before him.

Rain gave out a little chirp of surprise when Mountain sidestepped the easel and grabbed him by his hips, turning him around and bending him over the block of marble he had been leaning up against. Rain immediately started rocking his hips back as Mountain’s cock strained against his zipper.

“Was this your goal, Rain lily? When you asked me to paint you, did you plan on acting like such a little whore that I’d have no choice but to pose you myself?” Mountain growled into Rain’s ear as lifted up his dress. As expected, the water ghoul was already dripping, clearly anticipating this turn of events. He ran a finger between his folds and dragged it up towards his clit, circling it slowly and eliciting a shudder from the ghoul beneath him.

“Mountain. please-” Rain tried to gasp but was quickly cut off by a large hand around his throat. Not quite squeezing yet but the threat very much there.

“Shh… Statues don’t speak.” the earth ghoul whispered as he dipped into Rain’s cunt. 

...

When he was done, Mountain zipped himself back up and gently lifted Rain’s boneless body to sit on the marble plinth. He pressed a kiss on the top of Rain’s head and moved back to his easel. From there he could admire the new masterpiece he had just created. Rain looked well and truly wrecked. Curls of hair stuck to his forehead, the rest falling limply around his face, framing it like a portrait. And what a pretty portrait it was. Eyes slightly glassy and pupils blown. His skin was painted with a deep blush that travelled down his neck, where a handprint of paint had been left over his throat. He was covered in paint from Mountain’s hands, in fact. Large smudges of blue covered the water ghoul’s thighs, as well as his chest, which heaved rapidly as he tried to catch his breath. 

Beautiful, Mountain thought, and set his brush back to work.

“Try not to move too much. There’s a good statue…”

#mountain ghoul #rain ghoul #ghost fanfiction #ghost fanfic #the band ghost fanfiction #the band ghost fanfic #yeah... #i didnt proofread this btw lol

[idontfriggingknoww]

beautiful nightmare - billy hargrove

Paired up: billy hargrove x fem!reader

summary: youre having a good time with billy. but your mother woke you up.

note: just a peace offering for the eddie one lol, btw credits to vaniciaileen for this HOT gif!! enjoy ;>

warnings: light!smut, curse words, not proofread.

MINORS DNI‼️

"mom i don't want to go there!" your mother asks you to accompany her to the common pool where billy hargrove your "childhood crush" working.

i have a little crush on him since were kids, he's your only bestfriend because the kids on your old hometown does'nt like to make friends with you.

but everything changed one day when him and his father left the town. youre so sad when you heard the news that his mother left him to his father. everytime when you call him to play, his father always says "he does'nt want to play, you can play with the other kids there."

every night i always here his screams and my younger self dont know about a thing about what his father doing to him.

so when they left the town im so sad.

im so excited when were leaving our town and moving to hawkins. because i can make friends there, i hoped. and yes i got friends there!

nancy - i met her in my biology class, were seatmates and well, were always partners when were having a project. and we always study together.

steve - i met him when i applied to starcourt, i worked with him and robin. he's nancys ex, but he's a good friend and i think he's not moved on abt him and nancy. but thats there problem. not mine so, lets move on.

robin - as i said we three met in starcourt. she's good, but her mouth won't stop blabbering. he's like eminem when she's talking. maybe she already win against eminem. but even though she's like that, she's a good friend of mine.

anyways, back to the story..

so yeah, i got friends. and they are the friends that stoped me when im about to strangle my childhood crush apart when i saw him again after many years, i miss him so much!

"wait, you're childhood bestfriends before?" nancy asked.

"yes, why?" i asked tilting my head aside.

"sh1t! i cant believe that moron has a friend"

"what do you mean steve?" "i dont know if you already know but, he's a fvcking bastard. like bastard, with a capital B" robin accused.

"but billy is good, he's kind and gentleman, he's the only kid that made friends with me eventhough im a loner"

steve snort "well, your good kid billy turned into a fvckboy billy, a bastard billy, a bad billy. even his sister cant handle him"

HE HAS A SISTER?!

and thats when i met maxine. shes a good girl, sweet eventually. i met the other kids, and they look cute. mostly dustin, he's the mood lighter.

but, i cant believe that billy is like that right now. i almost not believe it and go talk to him but i saw him with a cheerleader girl flirting and.. MAKING OUT

'omygash, omygash what am i gonna do?! im froze here, i cant move!'

i back away and ran until i get home. i didnt even go to my biology class.

everyday i always seen him with girls and his gang, i canr really believe that that is my childhood crush. that disgust me.

one time when im on my way to my chemistry class, i bump to him on the empty hallways.

he flirts with me like a fvcking bastard. omg is this really my crush before?

"oh, youre into chemicals?" he asked, i didnt answer.

tf is he saying?

i try to walk pass him but he grab my wrist and slam me to the nearest wall and lean over to my ear whispering.

"i miss you so much y/n" i look at him shocked.

he showed me a grin and walked away.

he flirts at me every chance that he'd get but i would always run. until the schools over and im working at scoops ahoy with robin and steve.

but its our day off today so my mom is bugging me to go with her to the common pool.

"i dont want to, really. im okay here" my last attempt to say no because she's so persistent.

"but honey, i just want us to have some time together"

"at the common pool really?" "yes i heard from mrs. wheeler, that there's a hot guy working there as a lifeguard" i cringed when my mom says that.

well my mom is in her 18's when she got pregnant with me, so she got the fresh looks. BUT STILL THATS GROSS!

"mom! thats gross!" "well honey, please lets just hang out for a moment? ill treat you some chik-fil-a on our way" she grinned as he bribed me with my all time favorite snack.

i groaned "fine! but we're not going to stay there long" well i guess billy is so busy with his work that he wouldnt see me, right?

i wore my swimsuit, which is a black halter highwaist. it define my curves and its not that revealing, so i feel comfortable.

as i got out from the bathroom, someone pushed me back inside and slamed me to the nearest wall.

i groaned, my back hurts a little but its okay. my problem is who the pushed me back inside?!

i open my eyes and a tanned six packs reveal on my view.

as i look up, my eyes got caught with his black ones.

"billy.." thats not supposed to be a whisper.

what's going on with me?

"hi sweetheart. looking hot, but i suggest that i should be the only one who'll see you in clothes like that" he whispered at my ears huskily.

i dont know what happened next but the next thing i know is, my swimwear's gone and his fingers are rubbing my cl!t. circling it.

i let out a shaky breath and look at him, his face are red and sweaty. his tounge got my attention poking it to the sides.

as i stared at him his face is getting closer and closer, our lips brushing eachother. his fingers rubbing my wet cvnt.

slowly he insert one finger, i arched my back as he kissed me on the neck, i gave him access to kiss me more, combing his hair and pulling it.

i moaned when he insert another one, pulling his hair a little aggressive.

his fingers pumping slowly in and out of my pu$sy, giving me hickeys all over my chest. his other hand squeezing my breast, he let out a groan when his mouth touch my ni₱ple, sucking it.

"i miss you so much, i cant hold my self any longer" he whispered as his lips fall back on mine.

his fingers pumped faster, im coming..

he looked at me with such lustful eyes while pumping his fingers hardly inside me.

"y/n" he whispered staring at me

"y/n"

"y/n"

"y/n!"

my eyes fluttered open when i heard my moms voice calling me.

"y/n! wake up, you'll be late for your work!"

my mind is still not functioning.

what fvck was that? am i wet dreaming?!

such a nightmare! BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE

#idontfriggingknow #stranger things #stranger things smut #billy hargove smut #billy hargove imagine #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x reader

[class-1b-bull]

Class 1b and their ideal date!

Not proofread we die like men

Awase - he prefers simple dates like walking around in a park or going to an arcade maybe but hes pretty chill with anything

Sen - his ideal date is the both of you in the middle of nowhere having a silly little photo shoot. Bonus points if you bring multiple outfits!

Kamakiri - bro really cares about presentation. He will wake you up in the middle of the night, take you to the middle of nowhere just so you can have a picnic under the stars <3

Kuroiro - what do you mean playing dungeons and dragons for 7 hours straight doesn't count as a date? He prefers just staying home and watching a movie and cuddling for dates

Kendo - she loves going to any type of festival for dates. Amusement parks, fairs, random renaissance festival that she didnt know existed til 5 minutes ago, things like that

Kodai - any kind of date where she gets to listen to you tell stories about random things. She doesn't care whats going on around her she just wants to hear you talk

Komori - going to random wooded areas just to walk around and look at mushrooms and moss and stuff.

Shiozaki - ya know those nature reserves or plant parks that have tons of different plants and flowers that you can just walk around and look at? Thats where she wants to be.

Shishida - all he wants in life is to hold your hand and take a nice walk through the park <3

Shoda - his ideal date is just hanging out with you at a small cafe that no one really knows about while you both share some silly life stories <3

Pony - she wants to dress nice and go eat at a restaurant honestly. It doesnt matter where yall eat as long as she gets to dress up and feel pretty! Let her wear her prom dress to taco bell!

Tsubaraba - ideal date is honestly staying up all night together and just building pillow forts and playing videogames

Tetsutetsu - he wants to find something you both like to do and just hang out with you for the day <3

Tokage - does her ranting to you about dinosaurs for an hour and a half count as a date? Because thats her ideal <3

Manga - bros a hopeless romantic ngl. He wants a candle lit dinner in a dimly lit room while you both eat pasta

Honenuki - he prefers things more on the simple side. He just wants to sit in a garden with you and talk over tea <3

Bondo - anything calm and casual is what he prefers. From simply eating out at a hole in the wall type cafe or even staying home and watching a movie. Ykyk

Monoma - hes taking you to some lavish five star restaurant where the food is made by Gordon Ramsay himself (idk if I spelt his name right lol) he will refuse to let you pay btw. (Even if you wanted to)

Reiko - imagine you and her just laying on a pile of pillows inside of a pillow fort and just talking over tea <3 she likes small hole in the wall cafes as well

Rin - ideally he goes out and spends all day doing something fun (like bowling or hanging at an arcade or stuff like that) then he goes home with you and the two of you just snuggle while wrapped in a warm blanket <3

Rin could beat my ass if he so wanted but that wont stop me from calling him a cutie patootie

#bnha headcannons #bnha headcanons #class 1b #mha headcanons #awase yousetsu #sen kaibara #togaru kamakiri #shihai kuroiro #itsuka kendou #yui kodai #kinoko komori #ibara shiozaki #jurota shishida #nirengeki shoda #pony tsunotori #kosei tsuburaba #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu #setsuna tokage #manga fukidashi #juzo honenuki #kojiro bondo #reiko yanagi #rin hiryu #neito monoma #rin is so cute omggggg #i love him #cutie patootie

[kusanalogy]

Mother~!

Characters: Yelan x adopted daughter!reader

A/n: this was requested by @kujousarah007 ^ㅇ^ Uhh i think i got a bit carried away writing this 😭 it kinda became short towards the end bc i wrote it at like 1am yesterday lol. reader is a bit shy btw, but i tried not to make it too much

warnings: reader has depression according to the request, but their may be potential misinformation about depression. I made it not so depressing but more fluffy so i could avoid mistakes. Proofread, but in a rush so there might be some things grammatically incorrect

word count: aprox 1.1k words

•Yelan found you on a mission sleeping on the grass under a tree, with a little basket beside you. There she found freshly picked berries

"This must be her food.." She thought

•You sensed her presence, waking you up from your nap

You woke up facing a person you didnt recognize. The unknown woman turned her eyes to you "Ah- Hello there, kid."

"Mhmmm.. Hi there" you rubbed your eyes to see her clearly "W-what are you gonna do to me?"

"Dont worry, I wont do anything bad. I just happen to see you while- going for a walk!" It was a half-lie. Yes she did just happen to see you, But she wondered if you knew where her target; a group of treasure hoarders were.

"Oh! Sorry for the misunderstanding. A group of strong men had recently stole my backpack and.. I thought you were one of them!"

"Strong men... stealing... Could you describe they're looks?" The unknown woman asked.

"Are you gonna help me find my backpack~?" You stood up, looking at her exictedly.

She reached out a hand to you "Sure. I have other stuff to deal with that group though. Just sit back and watch, alright? Unless you wanna cover your eyes."

Yayyy!!! Thank you uh.. ma'am~!" You happily held her hand, Exicted to watch her deal with them.

"Call me yelan by the way. You?"

"I-I'm y/n, nice to meet you yelan!"

Yelan smiled and continued to ask you more questions about the group, giving her more clues. not long after, You both managed to locate them.

You listened in amazement on how she explains the plan "So complicated... but fun!" Your mind wandered, thinking about different outcomes and turning them into scenarios

After that, you soon became fond of yelan. She treated you the way noone treated you before, Making you feel a.. different feeling.

"Im sorry y/n.. I have to get back now."

"B-but mama... I want you to stay with me!" You stared at her with puppy eyes "Let me come with you!!! Pretty pleaseeee with a cherry on top?"

She was surprised once you said "mama" she sighed, realizing you got that attached to her

"We can meet up here next time, Its getting late." She attemptee to politely answer

You shook your head and grabbed a part of her clothing. "Nuh-uh. Im not gonna sleep alone somewhere far away. If you're not gonna let me come then i'll just have to follow you! If you somehow manage to get away then ill f-find you tomorrow."

She could sense the sadness in your words. Well, Theres nothing she can do.. you seemed to be really clingy. She's dealt with children like you before, Many times. But how come torwards you, it was unalike? who could resist a poor child like you? Why did it feel... familiar? "How am i going to explain this to the agents.." She pondered

Once you both arrived in liyue harbor, She and her men set up a little room for you to settle in. You cleaned yourself up and sat on the comfortable matress.

•Your eyes roamed across the small room, you dont know why but.. it made you feel a bit emotional. Noone has ever done this for you, It made you feel a bit special.

"How is it, little one?"

You jump as you didnt notice your so called "saviour" standing behind the half-opened door.

"O-oh mothe- yelan! Its very pretty. Not like where i usually settle."

She chuckled "Mother, huh? You got comfortable really quick." Well, its not like she got comfortable too. She wont loosen up that quick though. You never know, a child could be involved with something unfortunate.

You went up to her and stared at her face. Yelan knew you wanted something, so she bent down to your level

"Its time to sleep now, y/n. We can chat tomorrow." Yelan said.

"I have one request, w-will you stay with me? just for a bit?"

.

.

Now, this moment prooves her speculations that you're having a rough time with your mental health. Seeing you having trouble falling asleep, moving a lot, all that. The sad part is, You dont notice it. You got used to living this poor life given by fate.

•The day after, she started to take care of you, Although she was always away due to her duties, you didnt mind.

•Sometimes you'd accidently call her "mother" and she'd frequently tease you about it and imitates by calling you "dearest daughter" with a hint of sarcasm

"Yelan, mother, a friend or a mere stranger. I can be any of those. I can play whoever you want me to be."

•Yelan taught you lots of stuff growing up! Most of it was on how to communicate with people, the rest, she wanted you to learn on your own so you could be independant.

•When she was away, She'd always send you letters to remind you that she hasnt forgot.

•But getting older, you soon start realizing things.

•Its the way she kept lying. You knew your mother's job was to lie, no doubt she lied to you multiple times. But as you lay down in the middle of your bed, dozens of thoughts going thru your mind, what made you believe her?

•You get up to look at your calendar.

"Mother said she'd be back yesterday. What happened to that? hrm, another lie yet again." You spoke to yourself.

"Listen to me. yes i lie, you know me. You know what i do. But i promise you one thing.."

The familiar voice made sure to speak clearly, though how it spoke so suddenly startled you.

"Ye-yelan..?"

"Missed me, my favorite y/n?" She slightly teased

You jumped to embrace her, feeling warm again. "Im listening! Tell me the promise."

"...That i'll always come back." She cleared her throat and continued. "That is the one thing that will never be untrue. I have a reason for keeping you as far as possible from my work and not telling you everything, you know? Well, one of those reasons are to keep you safe. Its for that very promise. I understand your feelings and- i apologize if i couldnt fulfill several of your wishes due to work. I'll make it up to you, next time theres another minor problem im tasked to do, i'll bring you along with me just like how i did the first time i met you. Are we clear?"

Your eyes widened, then you smiled. The genuine one you only showed to her.

"There we go, now you're smiling. Keep it up." Yelan said.

"Watch me, i'll use the technique you taught me when that time comes!"

Yelan looked thru your window, and back to you. "Exicted again, hm? Lets get you to bed now, the days will go by faster."

#genshin headcanons #genshin hcs #genshin fanfic #genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #genshin x female reader #genshin x fem!reader #genshin yelan #yelan genshin impact #yelan x reader #gi yelan #yelan x y/n #yelan x you #🍀▪︎genshin writings

[starseungs]

as promised, i dropped by here on your ask 💃💗 i must say, the story's plot was something i haven't encountered and read before, and it's very 🥺💗 also villain minho but not really a villain because he's a softie and i 😞💔 i literally live for that trope 😭💗

oh but that bit with the book of legacy, that was really ಠ︵ಠ like sjfhsjfhd tf were they thinking when they had to pass down the ceremony through generations 😭 sounds a lot like a dystopian au would be 🤧 (but i still enjoyed it oafndjvjsn i really do 😭🥺💗)

[also, some footnotes?? ig? as a fellow writer, i hope you don't mind (｡ŏ﹏ŏ) i learned it from a friend of mine back in senior high, she was one of the literary editorial chief in our school newspaper, and i was beside her when she was proofreading one of her colleague's writing, and she said to always separate two people's dialogues in paragraph (like no two persons' dialogues should be in the same paragraph).

i enjoyed your writing very much because you use such colorful words🥺💗 but ig i did encounter some confusing parts in the dialogues since you've put two in a paragraph, i had to pause and retrace back. (don't worry it wasn't too much of a trouble!💗) but yeah, i use to write the same way too, until my friend's advice 😭 again, i hope you don't mind ajfhdhsuchdd hnnngg]

okay again, let's get back to business 🕺✨ I'm very much curious if you'll ever write with the other members in the same plot or universe? but it's okay if you're not up for it! 💗 you're entitled to write when you want, so don't feel pressured! i just really find this whole plot and storyline very intriguing 🥺💗 (also not me forming some sort of attachment for our evil king mimo who's not really evil ☹️)

aifhdhsh ig that's about it for my ask???? i hope you don't mind, i ramble a lot sometimes 😭😭😭 i hope you're also staying safe and healthy and hydrated 🥺☹️💗 have some mimo pics, i love him 💗

long answer !

omg yes thank you so much for the constructive feedback!! i rlly appreciate it and will def keep in mind what you just said in future works 🤩🙏 im still looking to improve my writing since i never actually had like proper writing lessons (the most i got is the basic stuff in english class) i just kinda learned from observing the stuff i read so your suggestion is vv helpful 🥰🥰🥰

AAAAAAA im so glad i brought smth new to the table to you, tho i must admit its not so much of an original idea since its heavily based on an existing cartoon series but i did make a lot of tweaks in the story/world building to make it a lot more suspenseful in a way (ever after high is more of a childrens show so the concept was approached more lightheartedly) /// and totally kinda dystopian but i didnt know if it was dystopian enough for me to add it to the genre tags so just kinda let it be lol

and yes!! i actually have a whole thing planned for jisung (like his pov on stuff) cz he also has a love interest mentioned in minho's fic tho its just like a small mention during the lake scene,, but there was def meaning behind it + me mentioning his character's crush on pinocchio's daughter 👀👀 i originally made it just so i could have more backstory to base on and make his role in the story more justified in a way but another reader encouraged me to make it too so i will soon <3

if i can think of other stories to do with the other members i might make one for all of them, but so far i only have jisung's planned so maybe like a side by side kinda thing

and oh yeah same 😭😭 i kinda formed an attachment to written on paper minho too i was so invested in writing him to the point i was smiling crazily while typing in my laptop 💀 i love the minho pics btw he's so cute huhuhuhu

DW ABT THE LONG ASK!! i enjoyed reading it and i appreciate the time you took to send one 🥺🫶 i ramble alot too so things like this make me happy

#cielle-chats #fr: strwbrryblues

[0wllight]

i wrote a little hurt/comfort with cypher and paradox, i mostly just wanted to write some angst tho LOL. i hope ppl like it tho!

summary: paradox gets caught recalling painful old memories on a mission, and ends up paying for it after getting attacked by their target. after waking up and recovering, the memories cause more pain, but cypher is there for them.

pairing: cypher/paradox word count: 2308 content warnings: blood/injuries, stabbing, talk about death, angst (with comfort)

note: for people who don't know abt valorant, the lore is basically there's two earths and on the other earth 'mirror' versions of everyone who exists. so when i talk about the 'mirror' version of cypher it's the version of him from the other earth.

(under the cut for length!)

Their aim completely focused on the mirror agent in front of them, Paradox felt their hands shaking as they tried to bring themself to pull the trigger. The gun in their hand felt heavy as their breath quickened, the mirror version of Cypher in front of them completely at their mercy. The encounter had been quick, they had caught him off guard and he was completely disarmed as they pointed their gun at him.

But they couldn’t seem to do it. Memories raced through their mind of their own universe. They had watched him die on the mission that had triggered the war, and his untimely death had only caused things to spiral until they were out of control.

They had watched him die once, and yes, they knew this wasn’t really him- or at least they were telling themselves that over and over in their head, trying to steel themselves to shoot- but they were frozen in place. What if killing this mirror also triggered that same series of events?

Their vision was blurred as they lost focus on the person in front of them, and they hadn’t even noticed that he had started to come closer. It was only until they felt a searing pain in their chest that they came back to their senses.

He had stabbed them. They had been so completely lost in their own memories they had been foolish enough to not even consider he might have a knife in his coat- of course. Their Cypher always had things in his coat as a backup, so why wouldn’t his mirror?

Their vision blurred as they felt the knife come out of their body, and they didn’t even really take notice of the blood on the floor from their open wound. Everything in their view was blending together at this point, they thought they might as well just be seeing things.

The pain was overwhelming and they wanted to double down right there and let it consume them. Maybe if they did that, they would be finished off once and for all? They felt it was a deserving end, after all, their punishment for being so lost in their own vulnerability. But they wanted to be stronger than that- they still had a duty to uphold.

But they weren’t strong enough as they started to get lost in their thoughts again, thoughts of dying as a failure overtook them again, and took them a few seconds to notice they had been stabbed- again. The pain finally caused them to collapse, dropping their gun and clenching their chest which was bleeding heavily as they fell to their knees, completely absorbed in their pain. They wanted to cry out for help or tell the mirror to stop, or do anything that didn’t involve hurting them- but their chest felt heavy, and they feared that speaking would only make things worse. Now, they were at his mercy as they watched him pick up their bloodstained gun off of the ground, pointing it directly at their broken form in front of him.

If they hadn’t already been losing so much blood, they were sure they would have turned pale at the sight of death right in front of them- they wanted to plead with him to stop, they wanted desperately to try to even work something out. But they knew that they were lying to themselves about the small ounce of hope that they wanted so desperately, all they could muster was shutting their eyes tight. Looking death in the eye was far too overwhelming, and it was a shame they couldn’t at least go out on their own terms.

They heard the firing of the gun, their eyes still shut tight, but they were left waiting when they realized there was no new sensation of pain. Either that or they had finally made it to the afterlife and had experienced a quick, painless death.

But seconds passed, and they heard footsteps coming towards them. Scared of what they would see, they opened their eyes nonetheless, only to see two Cyphers- one in front of them, dead- and the other, who had just shot the mirror.

It took him a second, but he spotted their body on the ground, and immediately he ran towards them, shouting their name.

They coughed, and blood came out of their mouth, but they managed to muster a weak smile at the sight of the real Cypher, who was now at their side, frantically trying to tend to their wounds, putting pressure on their chest which only made them yelp in pain.

“Fashionably late, Amir,” they coughed out, groaning at the pain again as he pressed on their wound again, blood seeping out of it. His jacket was already stained red, but he didn’t seem to care.

“Adrian, you’re really joking at a time like this?” His tone seemed almost annoyed, but the concern was evident in his voice as his hands shook a bit trying to take care of them, curses in Arabic slipping out from him. His heart was pounding, he couldn’t lose them.

Their vision was really blurry now, and they started to feel lightheaded- they knew that they were going to lose consciousness anytime soon. But it was a nice sight at least, seeing their loved one trying to nurse them back to health. Hopefully, his effort wouldn’t be in vain, if he acted fast enough he would be able to take them to Sage.

But they still felt that their condition was somewhat deserved- it had been their fault they had gotten caught so off guard. At least if they died, he was the last thing they would see. That wasn’t something they would complain about.

“Please, Adrian, you need to be more careful,” he said, and they were sure he was continuing to speak, but their hearing was muffled as he continued to talk to them, they could only vaguely hear his voice. Then, they couldn’t make out anything he was saying, only able to smile at him, who was now just a blur in front of them.

They felt their consciousness slipping, and then they finally passed out.

---

Paradox’s awakening was sudden as they opened their eyes, still feeling groggy but taking in their surroundings, able to recognize that they were in a bed in the med bay of the HQ. They sat up in the bed, observing the room around them silently.

There was a quiet hum in the room from the machinery that occupied it, and they wiped the drowsiness from their eyes, only now noticing Cypher, who was in the corner of the room on a chair. He must have been waiting for them to regain consciousness. He didn’t have his mask on, either, so the door must have been locked.

“Amir,” they called out, and he immediately perked up, quickly getting out of the chair and rushing to their side, carefully reaching his hand out to take their hand in his.

“Oh, thank god, you’re awake,” his voice was shaky as he spoke, and his hand in theirs seemed to be trembling too, “I thought I had lost you.”

They smiled weakly, their body still feeling physically exhausted- probably a side effect from Sage’s healing- and they shook their head at his statement.

“No, I’m still here. Were you waiting for me this entire time?”

“Why would I not have been? Even Sage knows how worried I was. You really, really scared me, Adrian-” he was shaking a bit, “I still don’t even know what happened out there. You passed out before you could even explain what happened.”

They wiped their brow as they recalled what had happened- they still felt it was 100% their fault, but they wouldn’t say that to him. That would only make his worry worse. A little lie wouldn’t hurt, would it?

“I, uh- I got caught off guard by your mirror. I just took a little scare and he managed to hurt me.”

“Don’t think you can lie to me,” he said, and their shoulders slumped as they were caught in their lie, their mind doing mental gymnastics trying to figure out what other excuse they could make up so he didn’t know the truth. They didn’t want him to know about how weak they had been.

“Alright, yeah, that was a lie. But I…” they pondered whether to tell him the truth or not, their mind racing with thoughts again. “You would laugh if you found out what happened.”

He shook his head.

“No, I would never laugh at you, dear. It’s okay. You can tell me.”

They sighed deeply, giving his hand that they were holding a little squeeze. They felt reassurance as he gave it a squeeze back, and their confidence in telling him increased a little bit.

“Well… I… I froze. I… I don’t know if I told you this, but when you died in the other universe…” They stopped for a bit, taking a deep breath, and he gave their hand another squeeze, gently urging them to continue. They knew that he wasn’t trying to rush them, and they smiled again, though their eyes began to sting a bit with the threat of tears.

“...When you died in the other universe. It was basically what started the radiant war because you were one of the first to die. And I was just thinking, I was just thinking… What if it would happen again if I killed your mirror…?”

Tears spilled out from their eyes, and they didn’t even notice they were crying now as the painful memories started to run through their head again, images of everyone in the protocol dying replaying through their head. Especially that of Cypher dying.

Cypher’s hand still holding theirs held it a bit tighter as he brought his other hand to their face, gloved fingers wiping away their tears. They sniffled, feeling their emotions starting to overcome them as they started to shake a bit again, memories rushing through their head.

“It’s okay, habibi, I’m right here, I’m not going to go anywhere. That mirror that died wasn’t me. And I’m sure that nothing will happen after that, I’m sure that we can make things right here. I’m right here with you.”

They sniffled again, comforted by his words, but their lip began to quiver as strong emotions overtook them, and they started to break out into a quiet sob as they cried harder, desolate feelings taking over them.

“Oh, honey…”

Taking his hand away from theirs, Cypher lowered himself down so he was sitting by their side on the bed, bringing them into a tight hug. Their body was trembling against his as they cried, but he rubbed comforting circles against their back, bringing them closer into his embrace.

“It’s just so painful,” they cried, burying their face into his shoulder.

“I can’t even begin to imagine, Adrian,” he murmured, and his heart ached at how distraught they were. He wished he could help in a more useful way than just sitting here holding them, if he could he would lift all the burdens off their shoulders for them. But life didn’t work that way, and they could only work through these burdens together. But he was determined to be by their side and help them as long as it took them to overcome these obstacles.

They sat there like that for a while, and Paradox’s tears began to slow as their breathing slowed as well, their racing heart calming down as Cypher’s warm embrace slowly melted their strong emotions. They sniffled again as their crying stopped, feeling even more tired than before from crying for so long. Pulling away from the hug, they looked to him and he smiled, taking their hand in his again.

He brought his other hand up to their face once more, wiping away any remaining tears that were there. Then he brought them close to him, giving them a kiss on their cheek where their tears had been. Despite this, they still frowned.

“I just feel useless, Amir,” they started, rubbing their eyes again as they sighed. “I couldn’t do anything there, so why would I be able to do anything now?”

He frowned at their words too, but out of sadness for them. Cupping their cheek with his hand, he rubbed his thumb against the area, and they melted into his touch again.

“Please don’t blame yourself, dear. We can’t all do everything at once like you’re trying to do. I know you have a lot on your shoulders, but what happened wasn’t your fault. We all sometimes fall victim to our bad memories, I’ve done it too. But what you have to do is stay strong. I know you’re a strong person, so can you hang in there? For me?”

They sighed again- they sure had been doing that a lot- but they raised their hand to his resting on their cheek, resting theirs over his.

“I can try, Amir. I can’t really promise anything, but I guess I’ll just see what each day brings. I’ve been doing that for a while anyway, but you’ll still be here with me, right?”

He smiled at their words, glad they were trying to be more positive at least, and he leaned in to give them a kiss on their other cheek, giving their hand in his another squeeze.

“Don’t worry, I’ll never leave you. We’ll get through this together, I promise.” Then they smiled too, a wave of relief washing over them at his assurance. Taking their hand out of his to use both of them to cup his cheeks, they brought him in for a kiss, which he gladly returned.

Pulling away from the kiss, they were grinning, and he reciprocated their smile.

“I love you.”

#my post #my writing #ok to rb #i dont expect this to get much rbs but its here for anyone who wants to read it LOL #i wrote a LOT #luckilly my writing isnt too too rusty #i didnt rlly proofread either btw so typos. they exist #mksgmke #kai never shuts up #ship: my eyes on you

[sasu-loves-naru]

So what if, hear me out. What if in Valley of the End Sasuke and Naruto both ran away. They didn't go back to the village or to Orochimaru. How would the storyline have gone for you?

Pfew, i haven’t answered asks like this in years, and this isn’t a situation I’ve actually given much thought previously, so bear with me for a sec. 

In all honesty, I’m just not sure. On one hand I really like the idea of them leaving the village to travel the world, but on the other I feel like they’re too young/inexperienced for that at age 12. There is still much more they have to learn, I feel like they’re just not ready yet. Sasuke would still have his thirst for revenge on Itachi and Naruto wouldn’t know anything about Kurama. I think that’s a recipe for disaster.

So I don’t think they’d actually leave (yet). It’s clear that they both require extra training, that isn’t provided for them by just being part of an ordinary genin team. 

I’m actually not opposed to them seperating to train with a mentor for a year or two at this point. I don’t know who it’d be for Sasuke (Orochimaru is obviously not an option) but it’d have to be someone who is familiar with the Uchiha clan’s particular jutsus. I can’t actually come up with any existing character off the top of my head though, so you can leave that open for interpretation. For Naruto, despite his many flaws, I think Jiraiya is still a decent choice. 

Perhaps sometime during this period, Sasuke finds out the truth about the massacre, but, just like in the original storyline, isn’t sure whether it’s actually the truth or not. Distraught, he decides to return to the village, hoping to find answers there. 

Instead, he returns to chaos. Naruto had returned from his own journey only a few weeks before Sasuke did, and Pain decided this was the perfect moment to strike. Sasuke arrives right as Naruto watches Hinata “die” for him, and watches Naruto lose it. Sasuke, being able to control Kurama, and Minato (I would never deny Minato and Naruto their father-son moment) are eventually able to bring Naruto back, but not before he destroys the village. 

It becomes clear Naruto needs to learn how to control Kurama’s power as soon as possible, so Tsunade sends him away to learn how to control it. Sasuke is sent along with him, as a fail-safe in case Naruto loses control again during his training (taking over Yamato’s original role here) 

In the meantime, Sasuke keeps going over the Uchiha massacre in his head. He still doesn’t know whether what he was told is the truth or not, and it’s all he can think about. He becomes more and more distraught. 

Naruto, with the help of Kushina, Sasuke, and Killer B, succesfully learns how to control Kurama’s chakra, but Naruto is no fool to Sasuke’s emotions, and attempts to pressure Sasuke into admitting what’s got him so distraught while they’re on their way back to Konoha. Sasuke, who’s internally reached his emotional breaking point, doesn’t want to tell him at first and a fight breaks out between the two. Eventually, Naruto manages to convince Sasuke to confide in him,  and he tells him everything he’s come to know about the Uchiha massacre so far, including the fact he doesn’t actually know what is, and what isn’t, the truth. Naruto swears he’ll help him figure it out. 

The next day, still on their journey back to (what’s left of) Konoha, they get ambushed by Danzo and a handful of his old ANBU members. Danzo, who has recently been banished from Konoha by Tsunade, considers this the perfect opportunity to acquire both the Nine-Tails and the eyes needed to control it. It’s a very, very tough fight, but eventually they defeat Danzo together, and Sasuke manages to get the truth about the Uchiha massacre out of him before he kills him. 

There is no way Sasuke can return to Konoha now. His mind reeling, he vows to find Itachi. Naruto promises he’ll do whatever it takes to help him, and together they vanish into the night. 

#naruto #sasunaru #sns #pfoo this took a long time to write #i know this isnt exactly what you were looking for but i hope you still find it somewhat satisfactory? #would love to hear your (and everyone elses) thoughts btw! #also this is probably full of plotholes/other things ive overlooked but pls forgive me lol #im a little rusty when it comes to the series since i havent really been active in the fandom in years #i had to google killer bees name lmao #i also didnt proofread this #yikes #hope you still somewhat like it tho #Anonymous

[frecklystars]

im trying to think of ways to make my OCs more lovable/shippable so what do you think is a good way to make a character likable??

Oh wow, what a great question! :D I’ve only really had one OC I’ve ever developed @prettylilraindrop, but I had some positive feedback abt her years ago when I’d roleplay her character! I think what really helped was the fact that I had a lot of fun writing her because she’s so bubbly, and when the creator has fun with their character, the person consuming the content has fun as well!

Starscream for example yeah of course I’m gonna ramble about him for a paragraph here sorry sdlfjsdlf !! You can tell Steve Blum has a LOT of fun with this character. All three cameo videos I’ve seen him upload where people have requested him to do a little voice clip as Starscream (even something just as simple as saying “Hello!” in his voice; I personally asked for a shoutout + a pep talk), he’s gone out of his way to act out hand gestures + scream-laugh maniacally and end his videos with “oh SCRAP, Megatron is coming, I’ve got to go! Don’t tell him we’ve had this conversation... this is our little secret between us!” and then duck slowly out of camera view. Steve didn’t have to do literally any of that, but he does, because he enjoys voicing this character. When he did voice work for other characters on cameo, I didn’t see him act as passionately as when he’d voice Starscream. Watching/listening him do voice work for Starscream is REALLY fun, and it’s because he is having fun!!

I think it’s easy to be attracted to characters (for me at least, though honestly I ship with anyone that breathes HAHA) who have really strong personality or strong qualities, whether they’re devilishly menacing or determined with a specific goal in mind to make you root for them, or playful and goofy/funny and an all-around a good time to hang out with + they come off as lovable just by their welcoming or friendly vibes that they give off to others, or even stoic/quiet characters who have strong values and strong compassion for their loved ones or goals!!

Of course it’s not at all black-and-white, there’s no rules, it’s not like “here’s a step by step process on how to make a character likable” because everyone loves characters for completely different reasons! Someone could love one character and a different person could be completely indifferent to them, or even hate them. Every character has the potential to be likable so long as they’re not utterly monotone/boring constantly, which is honestly difficult to achieve even if you tried to write someone like that, unless if that was your specific goal and your character is meant to be boring (but for example... the lead protagonist in dating sims or visual novels where the guy has a whole harem of girls and for some reason all the girls are nutting over him when he literally just. has. no personality dfhfhdfhdf?? he just sits there the whole time and isn’t even nice to the girls?? same with dating sims where there’s a female MC and she’s so unbelievably stupid and oblivious and she has ZERO personality-- that’s a whole other essay but I won’t dive into it tonight LOL). Intriguing backstories, revealing why a character is the way they are through understanding why they do certain actions or say certain things, giving a character a certain “it” factor, something that makes them stand out a bit whether it’s a specific talent or a quirk... these things make a character interesting!

Although for me, personally, the strongest thing that attracts me to a character (especially a villain or morally grey character) is when they show vulnerability. Breaking down into pieces- bonus points if that’s something they hardly ever do!! The more confident and cocky and narcissistic the character is, the more satisfying it feels for me to see their most raw and emotional side of them during a heavy moment. Characters showing a completely different side of themselves to one person (or just reading about them showing this vulnerable/emotional/raw side during a private moment by themselves) can be a complete turnaround for someone to suddenly like them! 

For example, I didn’t really like Benson from Regular Show too much when I was younger, because he just felt like... he had one noticeable Thing about him: yelling at his slacking employees. It wasn’t until later seasons when he started revealing he had hobbies, interests, and a fun side to him- I started to actually like him as a character (then he actually became my favorite) specifically because of this one moment in an episode where he broke down sobbing for the first time. It showed that he was more than just a guy who’s always yelling “do your JOB or you’re FIRED!” It made me feel attached to him and feel sympathy for him and his situation, and it also made me understand why he was so worked up all the time and where a lot of his anger stems from! 

I like seeing a character grow as a person through showing weaknesses and vulnerability. Found family tropes... or watching the character become liked by others, especially when they’re not used to that kind of thing, is healing to see. It’s different for everyone of course, but this is just what attracts me the most! :]

#paragonrobits #asks #literally... all of my self ship fics involve the characters showing intense vulnerability in one way or another #whether it's like.. crying... or a wound-patching scene... #oh another example making them shippable! making your character show potential romantic interest! #showing how a character would act if they were infatuated with someone gives the audience some material to work with #like... i didn't start liking megatron until i read an canon x reader fic (yes...) and he was written to be somewhat kind/loving #and it gives you perspective on their potential to be Date Material #the idea of a character who you wouldn't consider relationship material suddenly revealing a part of themselves #is a really cool thing to experience especially when it's unexpected!! #thank you for asking me btw i dont think i give very good advice but im flattered you asked :D #also i didnt proofread this im not sure if i made ANY sense its currently 4am LOL

[insidetheacademy]

uni stress

me when i'm losing my mind over uni lol

pairings: jumin han (mystic messenger) x reader

summary: i needed comfort sorry gang lol!!! but basically reader (or me) is stressed out bcs of their accounting assignment so dumb amirite and then jumin is there to do soft lovey boyfriend things

t/w: none! not proofread btw

(人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+

the sky was painted dark blue, almost the colour of black with the moon accompanying the sky, shining bright as the moonlight shines through in the room you were sitting in. you were sitting in front of your desk burying yourself in your university work. the desk was messy, pens coming out from your pencil case, eraser dust that could be mistaken for normal house dust and crumpled papers everywhere even behind your laptop. 

you've been stuck on this assignment for the whole day and it was so stupid of you to leave it to the last minute becauss you thought the due date was later than you thought. you were slightly confused and mad at how your course somehow made you take an accounting subject as well. you swore that you could go blind if you have to go another hour staring at the same question. it wasn't like the lecturer gave you a lot of questions, they were just too hard. plus, calculations were never your thing. how can i even pass this? you thought to yourself. 

you took your calculator to try and add up the numbers again even though you know you're gonna get it wrong… again. suddenly, the lights in the room were turned on and you stopped calculating to see who turned it on and it was Jumin. you stared blankly at him and continue to press the little buttons on the calculator that you bought when you were sixteen. his footsteps get closer with every second and before you know it, he wraps his arms around you. "shouldn't you be heading to bed now, my love?" he spoke groggily like he was tossing and turning waiting for your warmth next to him. 

"i can't, i have to finish this'" you said, he continued bugging you with questions like 'are you almost done?' and more. you only gave short answers, too stressed to even answer him. he wasn't quite fond of this. he knew you have been sitting in front of your machine for the whole day. you didn't even eat properly today, all you had for dinner was cereal because you thought it's a quick meal. 

he turned off your laptop to which it riles up a fairly valid reaction, "what the hell, Jumin?! can't you see i'm busy? the due date is literally tomorrow! the professor is gonna bite my ass if i don't submit it!" you yelled, but he didnt took it to heart as he knew you were just stress-yelling. he proceeds to hug you. but what he did not expect was for you to sob. tears were staining his pyjamas. 

he lets you go and cups your face, "whats wrong, my love?" he asked but you didn't answer, afraid to be a burden to him if you say what's bothering you. he rubs your cheeks to comfort you, "you know you can tell me anything, right?" he gave a warm smile. like a smile that you can find on children's happy face during their summer break. you sniffled again and tried to choke back your tears, "i'm so scared of failing this class. i don't even understand this assignment…" you paused, letting out another sob, "what if i fail university and i have just been wasting my parents' hard earned money..?" 

he pulled you into another hug and shushed you, a sign to comfort you as you sob loudly again. he spoke, "you're okay, my love. you're gonna get through this. its okay, if you failed this one assignment, you can always try and improve from it again. after all, thats why you're still in university. you are learning," you pulled away from his hug and slowly raised your hand to wipe your tears. "you will pass this class but for now, let's go to bed." he says smiling once again as he stares into your bloodshot eyes that's decorated with eyebags. you nodded. 

he carries you bridal style to your shared bathroom first to give you a bath as he had noticed you waking up at 8am and went straight to doing your work. he had helped you scrubbed your body softly and occasionally peppers tiny kisses to your shoulder blade. he had picked out clothes for you and it was his t shirt and a pair of shorts. he always picks out your pyjamas for you, hell, your whole closet was his taste but tonight, he gave the exception of letting you to wear one of his t shirts as he knows it brings you comfort. 

he sets you down on the bed and tucked you in. before turning off the lights, he gave you a kiss goodnight. you whispered thank you and he said, "no need, i do it because i love you." 

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger fluffs #mystic messenger angst #mystic messenger x reader #mystic messenger x mc #mystic messeger jumin han #jumin han fluffs #jumin han angst #jumin han x reader

[horansqueen]

You & Me : chapter 28

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

Sequel to AM CONVERSATIONS

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22 || CHAPTER 23 || CHAPTER 24 || CHAPTER 25 || CHAPTER 26 || CHAPTER 27

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4.2k - 4.3k -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

- notes: filler chapter again sorry! but i tried to make it cute! i didnt plan a sex scene but its there sooo yea haha lol

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Chapter 28 : Her chapter

OLIVIA

I thought we would have sex before we went to bed but I must have fallen asleep faster than I wanted to. Niall also probably undressed me because when I woke up in the middle of the night, I was wearing his shirt and nothing else. I smiled, keeping my eyes closed, and brought my shoulder closer to my nose. It smelled like him even if he probably didn't wear it for too long since he had a buttoned shirt at the wedding. I turned around in bed, trying to reach him with my arm but he wasn't there and I let out a short whimper before forcing myself to open my eyes.

The room was dark and quiet and it made a shiver run in my back. I got up and realized his shirt was a bit short. I searched through my stuff for a clean pair of panties and put it on before quietly getting out of the room. Everything was dark except for a very low and warm light in the living room. I walked slowly closer and leaned against the wall when I saw Niall sitting on the couch. He was writing very quickly in his notebook and he was so concentrated that he didn't even notice me. It was always special for me to see him when he seemed to be so deep in his thoughts that no one could get in his bubble. His hair was a mess and once in a while, he ran his hand in it, making the mess even worse. I stared at him for a while as he kept his focus on the paper, wearing only his boxers and making me realize he probably woke up in the middle of the night with an idea that he couldn't let go of. Something that he knew he wouldn’t remember in the morning but that he just had to write about.

I didn't know how long I stayed there but I didn't want to interrupt him or distract him. I just walked back to the room after a while and lied down in bed, looking at the ceiling. I couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened to me in the past few months and somehow, I felt like everything was going for the better. The more time passed, the more It seemed like I was discovering who I was and what I wanted.

It was so obvious that what I wanted was Niall but more than that, what I really wanted was a healthy relationship with Niall. I wanted us to be the kind of couple that would drip with sweetness but that also could spend time without each other without going crazy. I wanted him to be my best friend but not my only friend and I didn't want either of us to be afraid, insecure, jealous or unhappy. I knew I was asking a lot, and I knew not everything could be perfect all the time, but I knew Niall and I together could come very fucking close to perfection.

I tried to stay awake until he came back to sleep but once again, I probably had fallen asleep despite myself because when I woke up again, the sun was already up and I had a small headache. I groaned and this time, I knew he was still in bed. I could feel the warmth of his body close to mine and I turned in the sheets, wrapping my arm around his back. His cheek was flat against the mattress just like his chest and I watched him sleep, his lips parted and slightly twisted as he let out a low snore. Fuck, he was so hot and I just stared at him with my eyes half-open for a few minutes, or maybe 15? 20? Who knew?

When I realized how bad I needed to pee, I finally got up very slowly, making sure I wouldn't wake him up. He was always up before me but I knew he had been up a big part of the night to write something and I wanted him to get the rest he needed and clearly deserved.

I made coffee and stayed next to the coffee machine as I watched it fall down, yawning a few times before adding cream and sugar in my cup. I couldn't stop thinking about him going on tour and being separated from him for weeks and it made something twist in my chest. Of course, I didn't want to be the girl who would follow him everywhere. I was not that girl anymore. I was not dependent of the man I loved, and I had stuff to do and commitments, too. We were about to start filming the new season of my tv show and although I dreaded playing with Dylan I knew it was something we had to do. It would be awkward at first, for sure, but in the end, I knew he was professional and I promised myself I would be, too.

I finished my coffee but left the cup in the sink before walking to the living room. It was supposed to be a lazy day and I was surprised my head didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, or that I wasn't nauseous at all despite all the champagne I had drank the night before.

I sat on the couch and pushed the stuff on it to find the remote. It showed that I was spending time at Niall's : his place had never been so messy and I suddenly felt guilty. I finally found the remote but looked at it before sighing, putting it back on the coffee table as I took the decision to clean a bit while he was still asleep. Something caught my attention and even if I knew I shouldn't, I grabbed hos notebook to the page it was opened and started reading. Niall rarely shared his writing with random people until it was a final product and all the songs I had heard was because I had crept on him somehow. I was not proud of it but at the same time, he never really seemed angry about it. I remembered that time when we were all at his place and I had followed the sound of his guitar until I practically fell in the room like a loser as he was playing a song. At that time, I had thought it was about Heidi but now that I knew it was about me, I wished I could remember what the lyrics were. All I could remember was that I had deeply hoped that it was for me. That thought made something twist in my chest and I licked my lips before letting my eyes roam on the words I was probably not supposed to see.

"I want the world to witness When we finally say I do It's the way you love I gotta give it back to you I can't promise picket fences Or sunny afternoons But, at night when I close my eyes"

A lot of words seemed to be scratched a few times and then I could read something that seemed like a chorus.

"Yeah, I see us in black and white Crystal clear on a star lit night In all your gorgeous colors I promise that I'll love you for the rest of my life See you standing in your dress Swear in front of all our friends There'll never be another I promise that I'll love you for the rest of my life"

I swallowed and ran my fingers on the ink, feeling the tiny rifts and bumps in the paper and feeling my heart beating so fast in my chest that I had a hard time to breathe.

"Now, we're sitting here in your living room Telling stories while we share a drink or two And there's a vision I've been holding in my mind We're 65 and you ask "When did I first know?" I always knew."

And just when I thought it was probably not about me, I saw a word that was also scratched at the end of the lyrics and I could swear it started with a capital O. I grabbed the notebook, moving it up and putting the simple sheet where the song was written in the light. It appeared clearly. My name at the bottom. I didn't know why it was crossed out and I was not sure I wanted to know. but as I re-read the lyrics for the tenth time, I couldn't lie to myself anymore. It was a wedding song.

After a few minutes, I finally started moving again. I cleaned the living room, washed the dishes, started laundry and even started cleaning the windows. All while thinking about the song, the lyrics hitting inside my brain and doing something incredible to my heart : something I hadn't felt ever before. I would never tell him but if Niall asked me to marry him at this exact moment, I would say yes. Was it because of the great time we had the night before? Or maybe because we were so happy together these days? I had no idea. But I knew I'd say yes in a heartbeat. Tomorrow, I couldn't tell you what my answer would be but today? It would be a million times yes.

I saw him walk behind me in the reflection of the now extra clean windows and my lips immediately curled. He placed himself behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and leaning his chin on my shoulder, and suddenly, I felt so much better than I did only a few minutes ago, even if I was still happy before.

"You should have waken me up." he whispered in my ear. "I would have helped you. Especially that you're cleaning wearing only a shirt and panties. I'd love to see you on all four as you clean the floor."

I laughed and raised my nose up as he kissed a spot near my ear. It was not only my love for him that made my heart jump when he was near, it was more than that. It was who he was, who I hoped he would always be.

"Tell me you'll always do that, that you'll always say things like that."

He pulled away slightly and turned his head more to look at me. I waited for his answer but he was waiting for me to look at him and I gave in, my eyes finally meeting his.

"Hold you? Kiss you? Tell you that I love and lust you?" he asked low, raising his eyebrows. I bit my bottom lip and nodded. "I promise. I swear. You have my words. And my heart. And my body, soul and mind."

My traits softened and I turned in his arms to face him, wrapping mine around his neck, moving my chin up to kiss him. He pushed me gently against the window as we kissed and I felt my butt press against it, making me chuckle.

"I'm gonna have to clean that window again." I let out with a smile as he chuckled against my lips.

"Or, you know, we can leave it like that." he proposed, shrugging a shoulder. "Your butt print seems like a nice decoration."

I'm the one who laughed this time. "You? Leaving a dirty window without touching it? Who are you trying to fool, Horan?"

"Don't call me that." he just said in a serious tone, raising his eyebrows.

"Or what?"I asked, teasing him with a sassy voice.

"Or I'm gonna tickle you." he pointed out, making my heart skip a beat. "I'm gonna tickle you until you beg me to stop."

"Sure, Horan." I tried to provoke him, putting emphasis on his last name.

He stared at me for a few seconds but suddenly and quickly, he picked me up and brought me to the couch. I was surprised that he could actually support my weight and he finally let me fall on the couch as I bounced on the cushions but he quickly straddled me, grabbing my wrists and pulling them over my head. When was the last time we played like that? It had been so long I couldn't remember.

"Apologize now." he ordered, looking down at me.

I could feel his grip tighten on my wrists and I licked my lips. "Never."

"Last chance." he let out, making me smirk.

"Bite me, Horan."

Quickly, he brought his free hand to my waist and started tickling me. Immediately, I started squirming, trying to get out of his grip as I let out a few high pitched yells. It made him laugh and it made me remember how much I hated to be tickled. After a while, he stopped and my lips parted as I started panting.

"You looking like that? God. Makes me want to tie you up and have my way with you."

I let out a short laughter and he started tickling me again until I started screaming his name.

"Niall! Niall stop! I c-can't!"

He did as I asked and smirked. "Beg me." he let out, shaking his eyebrows. "Apologize and beg me."

"Mm, I'm so sorry, Niall." I whispered with puppy eyes. "Please I'm begging you, stop tickling me?"

"Don't you fucking pout like that, it makes me want to fuck your mouth."

I laughed louder this time, tilting my head back slightly and closing my eyes as I felt his hand run up my breasts.

"And you say I'm the horny one!"

"Heyyy!" he argued with a frown. "I fingered you last night and I didn't cum at all, remember?"

My smirk disappeared and I just smiled at him. "You want to cum now?"

He groaned and raised his nose up. "I feel like all we do is fuck."

I shrugged and he finally let go of my wrists. I brought my hands to his pants and slid one in them, raising my eyebrows again but in surprise this time.

"You went commando?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he reached for my shirt and moved it up to expose my breasts as I took his cock out of his pants, stroking him slowly with both my hands. He breathed in and then out, letting out a very short whimper and one of his hands moved back to reach between my legs. He moved two of his fingertips on my panties, brushing against my clit and I pressed my lips together. I tried to focus on what my hands were doing and spit on his cock before running my fingers right under his tip. He groaned and brought his hand back to grab one of my breasts hard and I started stroking him harder.

"That feels so fucking good." he admitted, running his thumb on my nipple. "I tried doing that to myself and it just doesn't work. It has to be your hands."

I didn't tell him but it probably could have been anyone's hands except his and even if he probably knew it, I didn't want to point it out just in case. He took his cock in his hands, making me hold my breath and take my hands away and quickly, he tapped his cock on my tits before rubbing his tip on my nipples.

"Please, petal, push your tits together."

My heart jumped so high in my chest that I had to swallow it back.

"Niall, I don't think my boobs are big enough to-"

"Do it." he cut me.

I bit my bottom lip and did as he asked, just watching him spit in his hand and rub his cock again. My lips parted when he put his cock between my breasts and he was so focused on what he was doing that he didn't even look at me again. I could pretend otherwise but watching him using me to cum was actually exciting and when he groaned, I pressed my thighs together as I felt my pussy throb. I loved the feeling of his cock sliding quickly between my breasts and the thought in itself was driving me insane. After a while, he took his dick back in his hand and started jerking off harder until his lips parted.

"Jesus Christ." he whispered as I held my breath.

He shook slightly over me, moaning low as his cum spurted on my chest and breasts. I just remained motionless as he came down from his high, letting out a low 'fuck" and rubbing his tip on my nipples again, spreading his cum on me.

He sighed and sat on me, putting his cock back in his pants as I stared at him and he shook his head.

"I'm so.. so sorry. I was just so..."

"Horny? Yea I noticed." I chuckled, letting my lips curl as he finally looked back at me.

"I didn't really give you much attention, did I?" he asked, raising his nose up. I could read guilt on his face and my lips curled. "I'm sorry, pet."

"I'm just... I'm glad I made you cum. Didn't think that would be so exciting, but it was." I admitted, pulling my shirt back over my breasts as he laughed. "Also didn't think it was possible with my boobs."

"Your boobs are perfect." he pointed out before getting up and holding his hand out for me.

I put my hand in his and his fingers gripped mine as he helped me get up, letting his eyes roam on my face. He bent down to kiss me and I closed my eyes at the way it made my heart jump in my chest.

"Lazy day yea?" he proposed in a breath, his mouth still pressed against mine. "You go take a shower and I'll close all the curtains, find a good tv show to binge on netflix, and order something, chinese maybe?"

I nodded quickly and smiled. "That sounds perfect."

I took a quick shower and put on a pair of his sweatpants and one of his shirts and when I got back in the living room, he had brought pillows and blankets, a few beers and was waiting for me with the remote in hands. I stared at him for a while, just trying to live the moment and realize how lucky I was, before finally sitting next to him. He looked up at me with a smile and I pushed the pillows away to lean against his chest as his back was against the side of the couch. His legs were spread but they moved a bit close to both my sides, kind of to trap me close to him. He tried to put the blanket over us and I helped him before squirming slightly to be more comfortable.

"Hey, watch the goods, yea?"

I laughed but still took care of where I was moving and he wrapped one of his arms around me.

"Remember this spot because food will be there in half an hour and we're gonna have to do it all over again." he said, making me groan and making him laugh. "Seriously though, it feels good to have you here with me just to have a lazy day."

I felt my heart swell and smiled more, turning to kiss his jaw gently. He looked down and his lips met mine and he deepened the kiss just as the first episode of a series we both wanted to watch started.

"How will I be able to focus on anything but you today, mm?" I let out, half-joking.

He rolled his eyes with a low chuckle and we both focused on the tv for a while. I groaned when the doorbell rang and he laughed again. I sat up to let him get up and when he came back with the food, I realized how hungry I was. we ate again in silence but I couldn't stop glancing at him. There was something endearing in the way he used his chopsticks to push the noddles in his mouth and I only realized I was staring when he turned his gaze to me and chuckled. I blinked a few times and looked away as he swallowed his food.

"It's okay, you can stare. I stare at you too, you know. You just don't notice."

I felt my heart jump in my chest and put my food away.

"Just like I stared at you for about twenty minutes in the middle of the night." I confessed, making him frown. "You were sitting here, in only your boxers, and you were writing. You were so focused on what you were doing that you never noticed me."

I couldn't add that I had found him gorgeous with his messy hair and his tired eyes. I couldn't say that I had felt a wave of love so strong that I almost started crying. I couldn't tell him that because it still embarrassed me to be so in love with him. Not because I didn't want to be, but because I was scared I would end up losing him again.

His lips curled into a smile and he pushed the air out of his lungs. "I was writing a song. For you. About you."

My lips crashed against his and he replied to the kiss quickly, pushing his tongue deep in my mouth as I whimpered. He didn't know that I had read it and I suddenly felt guilty but he literally confirmed that his lyrics were about me and somehow, it made me ecstatic. So ecstatic that I surprised myself wishing he'd ask me to marry him as soon as our lips would part.

"I didn't know if I should tell you but, Olivia, I'm so happy we're both single right now. I know it's wrong to say that but fuck, I'm happy with you. Just you and I. No guilt, no stress, no question. You and me, living this moment."

I kissed him again, not knowing what to answer. I was happy too. I was happier than I had ever been, even before we broke up, and I didn't want anything to change. I didn't want to jinx this by claiming my happiness out loud. I didn't want to risk this happiness with an official relationship because last time didn't end well. It was ridiculous. All my fears made no sense, but it didn't make them vanish to know that.

"I love you, Niall." I whispered, leaving small kisses slowly on his mouth, jaw and cheeks. "I love you more than anything. No one is you."

He finally let go of his chopsticks to cup my face and he breathed in before his mouth found mine again.

"I promise that I'll love you for the rest of my life." he murmured quickly before kissing me again.

My heart jumped when I recognized the lyrics and it made me wonder how often he talked to me with his own lyrics. I wanted to hear all of them. One time, twice, three times... a hundred fucking times. I wanted him to play me all the songs that were for me, to sing them, to whisper them, to yell them. I wanted him to make love to me while he'd do it, to hold my hand as we walked outside as he'd sing, to fucking marry me as he'd yell. I wanted him to claim his love for me until I'd be tired to hear it. And deep down, I knew I'd never be.

"I have a weekend left before I leave for tour." he just said sadly, breaking my heart. "I thought we could leave. Pack a bag, take the road, only you and me, for a few days."

My lips curled so much that my cheeks started hurting and I quickly nodded. I really wanted to spend quality time with him while it was still possible and I kissed his lips again.

"That's a yes?" he made sure as I nodded. "Okay then, we're leaving in 3 days. So cancel all the plans you had."

I laughed and licked my lips, licking his at the same time because of the proximity of our mouths.

"Niall? I'm sorry, I had planned to spend all my days with you but this super hot guy just asked me on a road trip so I'm gonna have to rain check."

He laughed and shook his head slightly. "Dork."

He pulled away slightly to stare at me as we completely forgot the show playing. I grabbed the remote and put it on pause before looking back at him and tilting my head. I needed him more than I ever needed him before and it was scaring me so bad I could feel my heart trying to escape my rib cage in intense thumps.

"Tell me you love me." I whispered as I bit my bottom lip nervously. "Please, Niall."

His face changed and he moved closer. I thought he'd kiss me again but instead, he got serious and I felt him grab my hands.

"I love you, Olivia. I'm in love with you. I never stopped, not one second. And I never will. Do you want me to repeat it every day? At which frequency? Every 6 hours? 4 hours? Two? I'll put a damn alarm on my phone to tell you in the middle of the night if I have to." he said in a soft tone. "I know it was different when we dated, but I will never let you believe that you are not perfect the way you are, that you are not everything I want and need, or that you are not loved. Never again. I swear, Olivia. I fucking love you."

#niall horan #niall horan fluff #niall horan smut #niall horan fanfic #niall horan fan fic #niall horan fanfiction #niall horan fan fiction #niall horan story #niall horan writing #my fanfics #yam #i liked the chapter and now idk why but i dont anymore

[25ticupsinacupboard]

ok so this is my review of fear street part one: 1994 and yes i know i am not a movie critic this is not going to be a good or accurate review i am just going off of how felt while watching it

spoilers ahead :D

first of all, thing that stood out most to me? the fucking relationships

whether they were platonic or romantic, what the fuck was going on there

deena and sam? WHAT THE FUCK

like how the fuck did they work that out?? i dont even entirely understand why they broke up in the first place?? i know like deena broke up with sam because sam was moving to other stupidly named town but HUH???? like half of it i got and half of it i didnt

like deena had said sam was being someone she wasnt which i would maybe understand if it was jsut about the fact that sam was afraid to come out as a lesbian (or bi??? i know she was dating peter but... thats fucking peter?????) but like...... WHAT. she said it like it was jsut another part of the reason she was being someone she wasnt

and then there were like hundred emotional speeches to each other and the only time i ever fucking got on my phone during the movie was during those, they were so fucking boring because they happened so often (i am including the other speeches that happened in the movie but lots of them were from deena and sam)

and fucking kate and josh??? i thought josh was a fucking freshman while kate was a senior and i still dont know their ages so you can see why i hated that relationship : D

it came out of fucking no where too like i thought it was jsut gonna be a fucking crush from josh but then kate started acting like she reciprocated the feelings??? it came out of the fucking left field

AND THAT TIME SHE INVITED HIM INTO THE BATHROOM STALL WHILE SHE WAS IN HER FUCKING UNDERGARMENTS TO "MAKE SURE" SHE GOT ALL THE BLOOD OFF HER

ALL JOSH FUCKING DID WAS MOVE HER HAIR FROM HER NECK AND SAY "YOU'RE GOOD" AFTER STARING AT HER BODY

AND THEN THE FUCKING KISS BEFORE THEY BASICALLY MARCHED OFF TO THEIR DEATHS??? FUCKING NO WHERE IN THE MOVIE WHERE I GOT THE VIBES THAT THEY WOULD END UP TOGETHER THE WHOLE THING JUST MADE ME SO UNCOMFORTABLE

and the time that simon said "kate doesnt give girls the light of day so shes being nice because she sees something in you" or some shit like that??? WHAT THE FUCK?? the whole thing i was just sitting there like :/

ok i didnt really like kate at all because she was also willing to throw sam to the wolves??

but also simon and josh both fucking agreed to it like yall one plan and as soon as it failed ya went "just take her" like HUH??

like i know yall werent friends but that is a HUMAN FUCKING PERSON AND ALSO YOURS FRIENDS EX GIRLFRIEND/NOW BACK TOGETHER OR SOMETHING

i have more to say on this but this is already way longer than i wanted so moving on

its a horror movie right? there wasnt much horror

no jumpscares or shit, just suspense and gore

like it had me sitting on the edge of my seat at some moments and then like nothing came out of it???? i thought like "oh shit somethings about to happen" and then something would happened but it wouldnt surprise me

at the hospital when sam and deena were hiding behind the front desk? knew for a fucking fact the secretary was dead

the drug dealer doctor guy? soon as he came into the screen i knew he was a fucking goner

like with those moments you can usually tell that that was whats gonna happen but in these moments it was like "oh that guys definitely gonna die/be dead" instead of "HOLY SHIT THAT GUY IS SO DEAD" yknow???

the only thing that even slightly scared me was the fucking gore, that shit was well done

like not the best but there was enough of it that it slightly makes up for the lack of jumpscares and complete tension because you get jumpscared by the fact someone was just stabbed in the throat yknow?

i think the only really scary part was the very beginning

and the only time i was actually very surprised was when kate and simon died, and that was not a good surprised

it legitimately came out of fucking no where

cut to kate and her head is being stuffed into a bread cutter (another one of thsoe really fucking gory parts btw)

cut to simon and josh trying to run from those that are chasing them and they take one look at each other and suddenly theres an axe in simons head like what the fuck????

like fucking NOTHING came out of them dying

all that happens is that they get blamed in the end for all the fucking murders that night

ill be honest, i was ready to be so fucking pissed if josh died LMAO

like i was expecting only deena and sam to make it out of there because of the fact both kate and simon died within like ten minutes of each other and thought josh was about to go too

now with all of that being said, i would say it was a good movie

like maybe something i would go rewatch kjajas

the actual storyline wasnt too bad and left me wondering what was gonna happen and how they would escape

as i said before, i only ever got on my phone during the emotional speeches, which is rare for me

with lots of movies, ill be on my phone for most of it just listening to what was happening

somehow a horror movie was able to keep my attention for 95% of it without practically any good jumpscares or shit and bad romance

i am actually very excited to see the other two parts

so uh yeah

that is my review of fear street part one: 1994

i had a bit more to say but i both didnt want this to be any longer than it is and forgot some of it, im very tired lol

warning i did not proofread this or anything it might not make totally sense :thumbs up:

#long post #tw caps #tw description of violence #tw death mention #yknow i might make a tag for this #just in case i do another #reviews of shit #ah yes the perfect tag

[burnedbyshoto]

I wanna start a blog where I write any advice?? I’m lost I don’t know what to dooo please HELP

oh my… you’re coming to me??? for help????? i just… okay…

um

so, as you may or may not know i had started writing for shouto since about… march last year but it was an OC, and then i finally built up the courage to submit my writings for people to read here… also i didnt proofread any of this im waaaay too tired but i wanted to put this out asap for you!!!!!!

this is what i did!:

i created a whole new blog tbh. my old blog is hella old and i never really did anything on it except like literally everything, so if youre curious about what it is youll be disappointed because i haven’t reblogged anything on there in 4 years. i know, i was a terrible supporter of writers and artists back then!!!!!!

created an account with the name burnedbyshouto hated the way the u ruined the symmetry of the title so i made it burnedbyshoto! LMAO if you were curious about that. i went in knowing that i what i was gonna write!

before i created the blog i actually had my first piece ready, idk if you read it but its Watermelon Seeds and Strawberry Milk. that was my first piece and let me tell you i almost cried when i uploaded it. i didnt get a single note on it until 3 days later. now that was the scariest thing ever.

i didnt go looking for help, and i certainly didnt have a single tumblr friend. so i had to wait for my post to show up on the tags! turns out it didnt show up for 3 days!!!!! so if you get around to starting this blog, and would like me to read it ;) ill gladly give you exposure!! because i get it, that first piece is the hardest thing to upload. i was panicking to the point i was nauseous those entire 3 days when i wasn’t getting any attention from it because i thought it meant i was a failure at writing! so you have to be patient and be confident!!!! by day 4 my post had hit 20 likes and i literally messaged everyone who liked that first post because it was world changing to me. i honestly cried as i sent out my thank you’s and those first few likers and followers i remember their urls and im positive im following them all because they’re the ones who got me to say “maybe… my writings aren’t as bad as i thought!”

spurred into action by this new found courage i began working on ideas. i had two at the time, both for shouto (of course). and i got my first ask by ashtheteenagewitch (i wont tag her because i dont want to disturb her, but her ask changed my life). it was the childhood friends to lovers troupe, and it was the first post i made that hit over 100 likes. i sobbed when it broke 100. 

so it kinda,,,, snowballed from there. i started a schedule. i post once a day around 12 pm - 4 pm PST idk if any of you noticed that LOL. i tried going between original content and asks, something ive been lacking clearly on nowadays because i have so many requests! dont get me wrong, i love all the requests that come my way but i havent had time in awhile to write something that comes from me.  but again im not as creative as my requesters, love every single one of you requesters btw. you save me a lot of headaches and pain.

i made sure to create a rules list, and a masterlist soon after, and then i started getting attention i guess. since i primarily stayed within shouto in the beginning and i posted once a day when other writers are focused on other posts i must have gotten the “i just want new content” people liking my posts LOL

i dont know… i can’t say for certain what the trick is to all this…

you just… have got to be confident in yourself!

do what you love to do and your followers and readers will see that. pour your heart into it so that way no one can say it was for naught. never be discouraged, like i almost was, by lack of notes. because guess what! if youre happy writing, theres nothing else that matters!!!! nowadays i don’t even look at my notes because im proud of everything i put out.

im happy about every single one of the things i put out, my only fear is that the requester wont like it, but so far i haven’t heard back from too many of those anons… since theyre anon and wont be informed i finally got to their ask…. but yeah. 

write and post because YOU LOVE TO DO IT stop caring about stupid things like followers, likes, reblogs, and replies. i mean theyre great, i love every follower i get, i smile knowing i made a bunch of people happy, and i cry with every reblog i get. but getting that first like is all i need to be happy. nothing more. 

the final advice i can give to you is just,,, never compare your writing with other authors and writers. everyone has their own style! don’t get me wrong i can tag so many writers that i admire who all have different ways of writing that i wish i had, but the thing is no matter how much i wish i had their writing, i have to live with mine and i love my style even though i feel that it on the blander side of things! you also can never compare your number of notes to other people LOL of course the super incredible authors of our fandom are going to have 1,924 notes on their 1.7k scenario. why? because they first and foremost have the followers to get that amount and then people who may not follow them can still see it on the popular and read it and like it, or whatever they may do. i currently have like 650 followers so of course im not expecting 1.9k notes on anything im putting out! i mean my first piece had 20 notes for the entire month of august and now im pretty sure its at 100. its all about giving it time and patience.

just write bby and someone will love you for it!!!!!!

#ask lyssa anything #writing advice from bbs

[icyharrington]

Caught In The Act (Michael Langdon X Mallory X Reader)

yeah um i didnt proofread this also this is lowkey nasty so dont read this if u dont like smut lmfao. btw this is lowkey the same plot as my last smut fic but it involves mallory this time lol

plot: u and mallory decide to get adventurous. langdon decides to join in.

warnings: cunnilingus, blowjobs, fingering, threesomes, lesbian sex, fem!Reader

word count: 2.3k

“C’mon,” you said, eyes glinting mischievously as you turned over your shoulder to look at your best friend, her hand warm and clammy in yours as you pulled her through the dark hallway.

Okay, maybe “best friend” wasn’t the best term to describe Mallory. In the past few months, your innocent friendship had turned into something more, and now it wasn’t uncommon that you two would sneak off to... “hang out”. The two of you had bonded over hating that stuck-up bitch Coco, and it wasn’t before long that you were inseparable. You both were Grays at the Outpost, and immediately you’d connected with her; her normally monotone voice bubbled over with life when she was around you, and her usually vacant eyes would light up brilliantly. You were glad you had her, or else you’d surely go crazy in that shithole, involuntarily waiting on privileged assholes.

You weren’t sure what your relationship was with her, but you didn’t really care. As long as you got to see her, labels didn’t matter.

The one benefit of being a Gray was the ability to sneak off without anyone noticing for a while- sometimes even several hours. You and Mallory had begun to take advantage of this, and eventually it became a daily occurance that you’d both go somewhere alone and get your rocks off. No one had ever suspected anything, even the strict Ms. Venable who kept an eye on everyone like a hawk, which was definitely a good thing, since sexual conduct wasn’t exactly allowed there. In fact, it had been outright banned. Eventually, though, life at the Outpost had become so dull and monotonous that you had stopped caring about the rules.

So now, here you were, running off to be alone with your sort-of girlfriend, a devious plan circulating in your mind. You were far more adventurous than Mallory, but you were always able to convince her to go along with whatever you came up with. And tonight, you were about to outdo yourself.

“(Y/n), can you at least give me a hint of where we’re going?” Mallory said, and even though she seemed somewhat anxious, you could tell she was excited.

“It’s a surprise,” you sing-songed teasingly. Even you were a little bit nervous for what you had planned, but these days it took a lot to invoke any sense of excitement in you. You had to do risky things to stop yourself from dying of boredom.

“Why can’t we just go to your room?” asked Mallory, her voice hushed so as not to draw any attention to you.

You rolled your eyes. “That’s boring.”

You turned a corner and found yourself at your destination. You grinned slyly as you waited for her to react, squeezing her hand in anticipation. Her eyes widened as she realized where you were, and she turned to you sharply. “Are you insane?”

“This place tends to have that affect on people,” you said, offering a shrug.

“You want to fuck in Langdon’s office?” She said, her voice thick with disbelief. You could tell from the way her lips were turned up just slightly at the corners, though, that the idea excited her.

“Yeah. He’s meeting with Ms. Venabitch right now, so why not?”

Mallory chewed her bottom lip pensively, eyes darting from the door and back to your face. “That’s pretty hot,” she mumbled.

“Yeah, I know,” you said, reaching for the door handle. “So let’s hurry up and do this.”

She followed you reluctantly as you entered the room, dimly lit by a few candles he’d apparently left burning. What a fire hazard, you thought half-sarcastically, but you were pretty sure there were a miriad of other things far worse than a fire to worry about nowadays.

As soon as Mallory shut the door behind her, you shoved her against the door and connected your lips with hers. She let out a soft moan, your teeth gently biting and pulling at her lower lip, and you felt her hands wander up your hips greedily. The kiss was hot and intense as your tongues began to collide, and the prospect of being caught in the act only increased the ache between your legs.

You pulled off her apron, tossing it to the floor haphazardly before reaching around her to unzip the back of her gray dress. You helped her out of it, leaving her just in her shoes and underwear (there really was no point in wearing a bra during an apocalypse). You trailed a few kisses down her neck, pausing at the valley between her breasts before suddenly having an idea.

“I wanna fuck you on his desk,” you said breathlessly, pulling her over to his desk and pushing aside his belongings. You removed your apron as she perched herself on the edge, then returned to her perfect breasts. They weren’t large, but she certainly wasn’t flat-chested, and her pink nipples turned upwards in a way you found adorable. You attached your lips to her right breast, lightly running your tongue over her erect nipple, as she grasped at your back in an attempt to find the zipper to your dress.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she panted, and you smirked against her chest while snaking your arm between her legs. She wore simple cotton underwear, since nice lingerie wasn’t really an option at the Outpost, but it didn’t matter to you. You rubbed her through the thin fabric, pleased to discover how wet she was, and moved your head to suck her other nipple as you slowly massaged her covered clit.

She managed to unzip your dress, and you paused a moment to step out of it. It probably wasn’t a great idea for the both of you to get fully naked like this on the off chance that Langdon might return, but lust clouded your senses and you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

“(Y/n), what if Langdon comes back?” she said worriedly, her voice hitching each time your fingers brushed over her clit.

“Shh,” you said, kneeling down now, your shaking hands reaching to slip off her underwear. You couldn’t deny the nervous butterflies that danced in your stomach, but for you it only made the sex better. You placed your hands on each of her knees and pushed them apart, coating your index finger in her wetness before pushing it inside her. Her body tensed, and she bit the heel of her hand to stop herself from moaning.

She was so cute when you were fucking her, always making soft little whines and grasping at your hair, and her added nervousness only made her actions cuter. She took a fist full of your hair in her hands, pulling you closer to her, and you knew what she wanted.

You bit her inner thigh, not hard enough to leave a mark but hard enough to sting, before moving to the other side and doing the same. She groaned, knowing you were teasing her, and in response you slid your tongue along her outer lips, ending at the clit and swirling your tongue around it. Her grip tightened on your hair and you dragged your tongue down the middle of her vagina, again meeting her swollen clit and sucking it slightly.

You were so wrapped up in pleasing Mallory that you almost missed the sound of the office door swinging open. Mallory jumped, startling you, and you whipped around in a panic to find Langdon standing in the doorway, a frighteningly blank expression across his angular face. He raised his eyebrows, tilting his head to the side, and you wrapped your arms tightly around your chest instinctively.

Your heart and mind racing, you turned to look at Mallory, whose face was stricken with horror.

“Langdon- uh-“ you said frantically, lifting your dress from the floor and holding it in front of your almost-naked body. “Please don’t tell Ms. Venable. We were just trying to be kinky.”

The blond man took a few steps closer, still not speaking as his eyes traveled over your body, which you were currently using to shield Mallory. It was obvious he didn’t know what to make of the situation; who would?

“I always suspected the two of you were fucking, but I never was quite sure,” he said, drumming his fingers on his jaw. “That’s against the rules, you know.”

“I know. I swear it won’t happen again. Please-“

You were the only one speaking between the two of you, as Mallory was too busy panicking butt-naked behind you on the desk. She couldn’t get up and retrieve her dress from where it’d been left by the door, since that would mean exposing her naked body to Langdon. You felt guilty for roping her into your recklessness, but part of you found this entire situation kind of hot.

“I suppose I could let you both out with a warning, but then you wouldn’t learn your lesson,” he said, voice smooth and confident. He was close enough to you now that he could tear your dress from your hands and toss it to the side, which was exactly what he did. You stood there, entirely bare save for your underwear, wide-eyed. But fuck, you were turned on.

“You both are going to do exactly what I want,” he continued. He pushed you to the side in order to get to Mallory, who covered her chest as best as she could. He tilted her head upwards with two fingers, his pale eyes meeting hers, and smirked when he saw the fear in them. Then he kissed her feverishly, a hand lifting up between her breasts to grip her throat.

To your surprise, Mallory did not resist; instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and tangled her fingers in his hair, any fear within her now replaced with lust. You watched, slack-jawed, as the kiss deepened. It was clear he had full control over Mallory, one hand on her neck and the other lightly caressing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. The sight of this caused you to grow even more wet than you already were, and soon your hand was finding its way into the front of your underwear.

Langdon stopped the kiss suddenly, turning to you. 

“Come here,” he ordered, and you obliged.

He stepped aside, allowing Mallory to stand up and embrace you, her cheeks flushed and eyes heavy-lidded. Your lips met, the chemistry between you undeniable as you melted into one another. She tugged your underwear to the side and a chill ran up your spine as her fingers brushed your aching core, her touch gentle but firm.

You watched Langdon from the corner of your eye, realizing that he had pulled out his cock, and was running his hand up and down his massive length. You slid your hands up Mallory’s stomach and onto her breasts, grabbing them roughly. This earned a soft whimper from her, and her finger entered you effortlessly. You ground your hips down onto her hand, desperate for more, and she slipped a second finger in, thrusting upwards as deeply as she could manage.

The next thing you knew, you felt two hands run up your sides from behind you, and you realized that it was Langdon. You could feel his hardness pressed against your back as he sucked on your neck, hard enough that it would probably leave a mark the next day, his hands grasping at your breasts. The cool metal of his many rings dug into your skin, adding to the many sensations you were experiencing all at once. Mallory craned her neck to kiss the other side of your neck, her fingers still working between your legs, and all at once you realized you were about to orgasm.

“Please,” you groaned, reaching behind you and feeling for Langdon’s cock, which you then wrapped your fingers around loosely. He grazed your hardened nipples with his fingertips before tugging them roughly, just as Mallory thrust inside you with her fingers one final time, the heel of her palm pressing into your clit. With this, you came, hard, head turned up to the ceiling and eyes rolled back into your head.

It took you only a few seconds to recover, and you gestured for Mallory. You laid back on the floor, too horny to care about the hard, cold texture below you. You took Mallory’s hand and pulled her towards you, and she understood what you wanted. Kneeling on either side of your head, she lowered herself down onto your face.

Now face-to-face with Langdon’s crotch, she began stroking his length as you lapped vigorously at her outer lips, eager to hear her moan. You spread her apart with your fingers, lifting your head slightly to lick between them just as Mallory began to take Langdon’s cock into her mouth.

You didn’t know if Mallory had ever given a blowjob before, but from Langdon’s guttural moans, you could tell she knew what she was doing. You held her hips to keep her steady, your mouth enveloping her vagina as your tongue entered her. You knew she liked this, because she began grinding herself down onto your face, her moans meshing with the sounds of her deepthroating.

“Good girl,” you heard Langdon say, and from Mallory came a slight choking sound as she took all of him into her mouth, the flushed head of his penis hitting the back of her throat. You pulled your tongue out of her entrance in order to suck her clit, one hand leaving her hip to thrust two fingers inside her.

You heard her gasp, and soon she was shaking as her orgasm washed over her. Moments later, Langdon grunted loudly as he released into Mallory’s mouth.

Mallory stood up and lifted her dress off the ground, to which you followed suit. Langdon had already tucked himself back into his underwear, by the time the both of you were dressed, and his his face was so stoic, it would seem as if nothing had ever happened.

“You both can leave now,” he said, walking around to the other side of his desk and sitting down. “I have a lot of work to do.”

You took Mallory’s hand and left without another word. Out in the hallway, you looked at one another in disbelief as the same phrase escaped both of your mouths.

“Holy fuck.”

#michael langdon #michael langdon smut #american horror story #mine #smut #apocalypse #ahs apocalypse #ahs smut #ahs imagine #michael langdon imagine #tate langdon #mallory #coven #murder house #ahs coven #ahs murder house #sarah paulson #ms venable

[17caratssi]

InstaFamous! The8

his account would be full of movie recommendations

like he screen captures or makes cut video so he could share with his fans

sometimes he would just share links from youtube of the movie’s trailer

bc some of the members who don’t like to go to the cinema like woozi and wonwoo would like to watch the movie with him

he really picks good movie

especially romance genre

not to be dramatic but he loves to make the romantic scenes come true in real life

once he is married woW LUCKY WOMAN

who wouldn’t love to have him as husband fudgE

you on the other hand~~~~

have been following his recommendations since ever

not just you like his acc

but you slowly have feeling for the anonymous user only known as minghao

you know he could be realistic but you just dont know what have you so attached to him

you wanted to meet him in real life

to study his dark circle and to count his freckles

but you hope it’s as easy as said

you’re very introvert

you wanted to tell that he always enlightens you

like he did last time

and you almost direct messaged him at that night after finished the movie

“you like him that much? ” your sister asks as if she just discovered the fact you like him so long already

“what do you do if you have crush? i mean like he never notices you”

with disgusted face, “so senpai hasn’t noticed you????”

“nope.. is that bad?”

“kinda.. dm him but try not to be creepy”

you digest her advises and think thoroughly that night

you thought of a movie you watched recently and had your attention the most

‘The vow’

you think sending him a movie rexommendation would be great

“fUDGE I MESSAGED HIM”

but to your luck, he only replies few days later

it said “oh hey i’ll watch it later” enuf to make you see rainbows everywhere

you tell your sister about it and she keeps you on track with cool things that guy might like

you hasn’t sent a single text after the last one you said sure ! and it has been a week of suffering for you

“hey there! i’ve watched it and it was nice. thanks for the recommendation”

you crying joy from his reply but it just that you dont know what to reply

“sure thing!”

“oh god you’re seriously know nothing about this thing??” “you shouldn’t have sent that! he wont reply you anymore loser”

yes you admit it you’re a loser but it is all wrong when minghao actually is having his attention on you

he that night starts an ig live and you never ever would miss that

u/n has joined the live

he grins like maniac and hi-ed to you like so friendly and all

“i’ve recently watched a movie and it was very good recommended by (your u/n) sHOUT OUT TO HER” “yall should go and watch it!”

you couldnt sleep that night REALLY

from that day onwards, you keep recommending movies he haven’t yet recommended on his acc

you dont always dm him and sometimes you just tag him in your posts bc you might as well drop a silence again

but he always been waiting for you to message him like forever

okay he one day thinks its better to stop piling up the frustration from waiting your move

“hey it’s been awhile and i kinda miss our conversation you know your movies are always interesting and so do you” oH FUDGE WHAT A LAME PICKUPLINE he retreats his words and type new ones

good that he hasnt sent anything

“hey!! its been awhile right??” man way too friendly he whines

“i kinda think-”

“i miss-”

“i love your recommendations ”

“i-

"can you-

"uGHHH I LIKE HER GODDAMN IT I REALLY LIKE SOME GIRL THAT JUST RECOMMENDS ME SOME MOVIES !” he shouts against the pillow and mingyu, his roommate, laughs at him

“you should just say it directly dont make it complicated man” his voice cracks at the end and he pauses for a cough

“have you eaten your medicine for tonight? btw thanks for that”

“goodluck bro” he nods grateful

okay he is readY

“hey” sent

….seen “hey it’s been awhile”

he smiles just the thought of you waiting for him as well

“how’s life? you didnt recommend anymore?? ” he replies quick

“life sucks @ busy lol” your smile never left your lips and the way he replies you just made everything at ease already

“oh i just wanted to say i actually like you and can i take you out few seconds ago but i think you’re busy???”

HOLY CRAP YOU SQUEAK LOUDLY AND AWAKE THE HOUSEHOLDS

did he just confess you say out of your mind

“i think i have time for that and oh my god i can’t believe this”

“did he confess already, loser? seems like it so congrats pls keep it down im trying to sleep for gods sake”

you eagerly nod and slip under your blanket immediately

minghao too goes out from the apartment for a better privacy

“so are you mine?” you giggle

“i guess if you take me out and we’ll have a cute date and all”

minghao already planned it all

a cute date and everything he had watched in the movies could help

“i already anticipate for tomorrow”

“i’ll make you mine so save the date”

didnt proofread :(

#seventeen #minghao #xu minghao #the8 #minghao au #minghao imagines #minghao instafamous au #minghao fluff #minghao angst #minghao drabbles #seventeen drabbles #seventeen fluff #seventeen angst #fluff #cute #date #instafamous #kpop imagines #kpop drabbles #kpop fluff #kpop angst #kpop seventeen #the8 fluff #the8 imagines #the8 drabbles #seventeen the8 #drabbles

[dmitrialiev]

I don't mind hearing your rant on the new rules..

Sure. Sorry re this being v late bc i wanted to make it as easy to understand as possible. If i answered it on the day itself my thoughts will be all over the place.

I wont take all the suggestions together. For instance there is no point in all the scoring changes and the efforts to reduce quads and increase “artistry” if theyre gonna do separate artistic and athletic medals (this is the most ridiculous one of all ok). I didnt proofread ok so if i rambled re smth and it doesnt makes sense just reply or ask me again. Btw most issues are abt the men and their quads. The key points i remember:

BV reduction: i think this can contribute to the direction ISU wants since BV is absolute. But translating it to numbers can be quite tricky bc if you really think about it, everything is arbitrary.

GOE rescaling: i like the proportionate idea but lmao what is the point if applied incorrectly. I mean the 7-point system with 8 bullet points is already bad as it is. How many bullets will an 11-point system need?

Well you can actually take #1 and #2 together. Basically the system as it is now rewards people who try the diff elements and does not punish them as hard if they do it badly. So the suggestions are logical in theory bc the points “for trying” and “for execution” will be more equal. But i dont have that kind of faith in isu lmao.

PCS: like #2 but worse. And if PCS is like this now, how will they even judge the “artistic program” they also suggested?

Im actually shocked there was no suggestion to raise the PCS cap. I mean PCS will still be a hot mess anyway so raising the cap will make the job look done right? No other changes necessary. It’s the laziest easiest, fastest route for both them and the fans tbh. (I sound defeated lol)

Also PCS != artistry and TES != athleticism. Take jump GOE bullets for example. Creative entry and exit, matching jumps w musical structure… those are signs of “artistry” right? But they go to TES. Maybe they do add a bit to the PCS on the overall but you get the point. As for the reverse, PCS can be athletic too. You hit “bullets” with SS too: speed (both velocity and acceleration), ice coverage, power, one-foot skating, edge quality, etc. Those things are trained. (SS and PCS. My fave topics)

Reducing FS by 30 secs: but not removing enough tech elements. A jump is like 3 seconds and even with a long setup, it will not be 30 seconds. Where will you get the rest of the time? Bye choreo sequence? But also you want artistry?? Idek.

And my fave bc it contradicts everything above:

Artistic medal:people will just call this a consolation prize tbh. Also check #4. And if i were an “artistic” skater and not an “athletic” one at all, i will stick to my strength and not go after that overall medal. Only a few skaters will have the incentive (and the guts) to go after it. So even lesser “complete” skaters. But you want more complete skaters lol. It will just divide the skaters (and the fans).

Tbh i think you can get me to watch the artistic program. But what kind of artistry fits the bill for the judges? Only the flamboyant ones? How about subtle artistry (which i happen to love)? I dont even want to imagine what an athletic program will look like ffs.

And you know how some people dont consider ice dance (or fs in general) a sport? Theyre wrong sure but their voices will even be louder this time. Eventually they'll debunk the artistic program and we're back to square one.

#replies #v late replies #figure skating #is a hot mess this week

[anth-ropologies]

Please do all the asks! Your blog is always so cool and I really want to read your answers

holy moly okie dokie! i usually space them nicely but if i did it would be even longer lol

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Spotify

is your room messy or clean?definitely usually messy

what color are your eyes?blue/grey!

do you like your name? why?I’m not like in love with it but I’m content with it. Having a unique name is an advantage.

what is your relationship status? single and ready to nervously ignore any guy I find attractive yikes wow get yourself together gurl

describe your personality in 3 words or lesscomplex, specific, wandering

what color hair do you have?medium brown, more so cool toned

what kind of car do you drive? color?i do not

where do you shop?the mall, target, or online

how would you describe your style?very simple and no-frills but not too boring. black, grey, or muted tones with maybe a little color. Clean or casual silhouettes. simple accessories

favorite social media accountinstagrammm

what size bed do you have? queen? I’m about to inherit a brand new mattress too btw yessss

any siblings?four; eldest sister, eldest brother, older brother, younger brother.

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?absolutely NYC. ideally somewhere in the heart of it.

favorite snapchat filter? da dawg, man. da dawg

favorite makeup brand(s)Nars, Kat Von D, MUFE

how many times a week do you shower?ok judge me all you want but showering daily is not healthy plus im not active so i bathe like every two or three days (i hate showers so I bath) unless i like get dirty or something

favorite tv show?We Bare Bears ftw. ummm Charmed or Sleepy Hollow and Teen Wolf.

shoe size?8 1/2 or 9

how tall are you?5′7″!

sandals or sneakers? sneakers

do you go to the gym? rarely 

describe your dream datewinter/fall because i hate heat. exploring a museum together and talking about pieces we like and why, getting to know each other. not into the idea of food dates but like maybe fries at the end or something.

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?i have no idea.... 12 dollars?

what color socks are you wearing?nonhow many pillows do you sleep with?(omg i messed up the numbers oops) like four

do you have a job? what do you do? i am a proofreader, writer, and master of vague responsibilities

how many friends do you have? i dont know actually

whats the worst thing you have ever done? omg.... flash back to every embarrassing moment ever

whats your favorite candle scent? musky cathedral smells or super clean

3 favorite boy namesSebastian, James, Leo

3 favorite girl namesRose, Georgia, Alice

favorite actor? ooohhh toughy. Colin Ferrell, Brad Pitt, Sebastian Stan, orrrr

favorite actress? Amy Adams, Angelina Jolie

who is your celebrity crush?refer to above favorite actors plus a zillion more

favorite movie? I dont think I have a favorite... Amelie maybe

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? Dorian Gray! I also like the Mortal Instruments, Grisha Trilogy, the Historian, the Raven Cycle, and Night Circus

money or brains? why not both

do you have a nickname? what is it? usually Cherry

how many times have you been to the hospital?I personally have been in the ER only twice in my life! If that. Last time was I think last summer for abdominal pain and tachycardia. was misdiagnosed. still have a big bill. 

top 10 favorite songsThe Cure (Lullaby), Marcy Playground (Sex and Candy) idk why but I love the vibe and all, Shakira (She Wolf) again its the sound ok but Shakira is great so, Rihanna (Consideration and Higher), Adam Lambert (Ghost Town), Styx (Renegade), Tom Petty (Free Fallin), Rolling Stones (Paint it Black), and Lana Del Rey (Radio) I think thats ten

do you take any medications daily? no, i should be taking supplements but im a noob

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)dry and sometimes combo

what is your biggest fear? spiders, open water, spiders in open water

how many kids do you want? I’m not sure, maybe three

whats your go to hair style?I don’t do much to it currently

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) It’s average, one story

who is your role model?(omg whyyy i messed up the numbers again) I don’t think I have one.  Angelina in Tomb Raiderwhat was the last compliment you received?im not sure

what was the last text you sent?happy emojis

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?my parents didnt do the whole santa easter bunny etc thing which im super glad for, im super against lying to kids about that

what is your dream car? 69 chevy impala

opinion on smoking?like anything, in moderation (like a few times a month socially or something if youre not the type to get addicted)

do you go to college? no

what is your dream job? writer and editor, able to travel whenever i want and afford a lil nyc apartment

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? rural, i hate the subs

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? omg yes of course. I have a sephora bag full of them lol

do you have freckles? i have a lot but not like redhead freckles if that makes sense

do you smile for pictures?unless im posing blue steel style

how many pictures do you have on your phone? like 1,000 lol

have you ever peed in the woods? nope

do you still watch cartoons? occasionally

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?vegan yo. gimme wendys fries and lemonade

Favorite dipping sauce? KETCHUP ALL DAY EVERY DAY

what do you wear to bed? like track shorts and an oversized shirt

have you ever won a spelling bee?probably havent done one

what are your hobbies?watching tv and film, writing, reading, shopping, makeup, exploring

can you draw? not to save my actual life

do you play an instrument?not regularly

what was the last concert you saw? i dont even know its been aaages

tea or coffee?neither

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?starbucks

do you want to get married?yes

what is your crush’s first and last initial?i dont have one really

are you going to change your last name when you get married? maybe, maybe not, or hyphen 

what color looks best on you? NOT orange-red omg. its the one color i cant do. probably silver or light blue

do you miss anyone right now? no

do you sleep with your door open or closed?i have to have it closed

do you believe in ghosts?i dont think so but i believe in demons which is 100x worse when creepy things happen

what is your biggest pet peeve? i am a pet peeve master. people using repetitive words or phrases (like saying ‘you know’ every other sentence), eating sounds

last person you called`my mum probably

favorite ice cream flavor? i love the Tofutti icecream cone things

regular oreos or golden oreos? neither unless its oreo bits in icecream

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? rainbow sprankles

what shirt are you wearing? a longsleeve i got from donating blood lol. its soooo comfy

what is your phone background?mountains

are you outgoing or shy?neither

do you like it when people play with your hair?not sure, ive never had a guy play with it but im guessing yes

do you like your neighbors? i literally see them like once a year in their yards or something its creepy

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?in the morning if im going to put on makeup and at night if i took off makeup

have you ever been high? no

have you ever been drunk? not yet

last thing you ate? dat tofutti icecream

favorite lyrics right nowummmm

summer or winter? winter

day or night? both

dark, milk, or white chocolate? vegan milk + caramel and salt

favorite month? february, my birthday month

what is your zodiac signsun in aquarius, moon in leo, libra rising

who was the last person you cried in front of? probably my mom