#i hope you’re having a great day too nonnie <33 | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me · 2 years

Note

hihihi!! 1st: i love your writing sm?? its insane how much i love it! 2nd: hows ur day going? 3rd: may i request headcanons ab the boys with a reader who reads a lot? tysm and i hope you have an amazing day/night/evening!!! <33

A/N: Hey Nonny! Thank you so much for your kind words <3 my day is okay! Busy, but I got a lot of writing done! I hope you have a great day/night/afternoon dear :) For some reason, I am not confident in my Dally here but it is what it is. Hope you all enjoy!

DARRY CURTIS

Because of his jobs, Darry doesn’t have enough time to read, he’s just too busy to sit down

And when he finally has time to sit down, he’s so tired he just falls asleep!

But he’s got loads of books sitting around the house, most of them dog-eared and obviously well-loved

If his S/O is into books, Darry will offer them some of his books! Take them and read them!

I swear, he offers to buy you books too, he wants you to be able to have what you want

Imagine, the two of you curled up in his chair, his face pressed to the crook of your neck as you read to him and he falls slowly to sleep

SODAPOP CURTIS

Soda’s not big into reading but when you read, it’s a great opportunity for him to cuddle up with you

You wrapped in his arms on his lap, him stretched out between your legs with his head on your thighs, his arms around your waist and head on your shoulders

Sometimes he gets bored though, he doesn’t understand how you can just sit there and read for so long

He’ll toy with the hem of your shirt or tap his fingers on your thigh, he’s distracting but he can’t help it

Thinks you’re cute though, that little look you get on your face when you’re focused on the words in front of you

If you’re upset over something that happen, a character dying for example, Soda will give you sweet little kisses and help you feel better!

PONYBOY CURTIS

You and Ponyboy are both bookworms so you guys get along very, very well!

Book dates! Y’all read together, your own separate books or one book together, you guys pass it back and forth so each of you get a chance to read

His reading voice is so very soothing? It’s literally so calming?

You’ve fallen asleep before when he reads to you, his hand carding through your hair or rubbing circles into your lower back and hips

You’re always giving each other reading recommendations and you guys have a tendency to just share the books with each other

You read a book, you finish said book, and then you hand the book over to Ponyboy who will read it so he can talk about it with you!

DALLAS WINSTON

He has and will continue to offer to steal you more books if you want him to

Dally doesn’t mind your reading habits, he honestly has no real feeling towards your affinity for books

But sometimes, he gets a little annoyed that you read all the time, he wants you attention on him instead of some old paperback

Expect teasing names and little remarks about how much you read, Dally’s going to call you a bookworm, it’s how he shows his love

It’s kind of funny to look it; you standing next to him, nose buried in a book as Dally has an arm over your shoulders and a cigarette between his lips

You guys couldn’t be more different but somehow it works out really well

JOHNNY CADE

So very, very supportive of your love for reading, Johnny’s super into books too

Read to him, find a book and read it with him and this boy will love you forever and ever

He wants to hear all about the books you’re reading, tell him all about the characters and the plotlines and all the little bits of foreshadowing you didn’t pick up on the first time

Johnny’s not like Ponyboy, he’s not going to read all the books that you read but he’s so good at remembering things, he can keep up a decent conversation about them because of you

A lot of his gifts to you are books, he’s very good at finding books you’re interested in

And when you offer to share those books with him? His heart just melts

TWO-BIT MATHEWS

Admittedly, Two-Bit is not a real fan of reading, he can read but he just doesn’t enjoy reading books

So he’s utterly amused by the fact that you can spend a whole afternoon curled up with a book and be perfectly content

Will pester you while you’re reading unless you find something to keep him busy, he’s going to press kisses to wherever he has access to and is going to try and talk with you

Two will ask you about your books, multiple times actually, but he never remembers anything

Don’t be offended, that’s just the way he is! Be happy that he’s asking you!

You’ve probably brought him to the library with you once, he didn’t know there was a library, and I suggest never bringing him to the library again

STEVE RANDLE

If you’re the kind of person who is always carrying around those thick books in your backpack, Steve is going to carry your actual textbooks so that you can carry your book

Occasionally, he’ll ask about what you’re reading but he doesn’t really care about what you’re saying

I know, that sounds bad, but hear me out, Steve asks because he loves watching your face to see your reactions

When you cry over something that happened, he’ll comfort you with kisses, when you’re excited, he’ll let you cheer with this love-struck smile on his face

Steve is the kind of boyfriend who will follow along behind you when you’re shopping for books and allow you to stack book after book in his arms

It’s not uncommon to see you perched on the front counter of the DX or sitting back in the garage with a book as Steve works on a car or is running the register

TIM SHEPARD

The Shepard house suddenly has so many books in it and it’s all your fault, all of the books came from you

Tim doesn’t read, he has better things to fill his time with according to him, but he’s pretty much retained all of the information you tell him about your books

He’s asked you to help Curly with book reports a few times, he knows you’re smart and Curly could honestly use the help

Holding your books for you doesn’t happen often but he’s done it a couple of times, grumbling the whole time even though you know he really doesn’t mind

Tim swears that you’re holding a new book every two days and honestly, he doesn’t understand how you have so much time to read

If you read and walk, expect Tim to have a hand on your shoulders or lower back to guide you along, he doesn’t want you bumping into things

CURLY SHEPARD

Books, books, so many books; Curly insists that he never knew there was that many books in the world until he met you

When they have to read books for school, Curly relies almost completely on you

You can get him to read maybe the first few chapters but after that, there’s little to no chance of him actually finishing the book

Because of that, he doesn’t read your books, he finds them boring (no offense to you baby, he just doesn’t have the patience)

But, if your book is made into a movie? Curly’ll tag along and pay for the tickets so you guys can go see the film

And, of course, it’s going to be inaccurate but he actually really looks forward to hearing you talk about it, he could listen to you ramble about books all day long

410 notes · View notes

thefrontofmymind · 2 years

Note

Hi there! I’m responding to your post about wanting to write some Eddie fluff! I would love to see something where Eddie works at a record store and he’s giving music recommendations to the reader and he accidentally ignores other customers because he’s so focused on curating the perfect mix for the reader.

Thank you! Hope you’re having a lovely day 💕💕

Eddie Munson Music Store Headcanons

a/n: hello lovely nonny! i hope you're having a great day too! this is very haphazardly put together but idk I like it bc it's pure fluff <33

- okay so switching it up I’m saying YOU work at a record store bc let’s be honest, he already has an income lmao

- so I imagine you work at a music store maybe like a town over since Hawkins isn’t that crazy big,,, so over the Summer he decides to go because he heard its a good store

- And the SECOND he steps foot into the store and sees you, man is head over heels

- when he’s browsing through all the records and cassettes and stuff (I’m imagining there’s like band t shirts and posters and stuff as well, at least there is at my local record store) and keeps quickly looking at you but doesn’t want to get caught

- and like he’s so nervous the whole time and he’s basically suffocating because he can’t breathe steady–it would be even worse if he was the only customer in the store but that the lord he isn’t and you’re too preoccupied with other customers to really take a lot of notice of him

- so i reckon he doesn’t buy anything the first time he goes there because he chickens out and worries you won’t like his music taste lmao

- but then he comes in the next week and just buys an Iron Maiden shirt, and then the next week he gets an Exodus cassette (he was rung up by your coworker, but he did spy that you took notice of the purchase as you strolled past, putting out new stock or whatever)

- it wasn’t until the third week when he comes in that he actually has the courage to strike up a conversation with you, and if he wasn’t in love before, he definitely was now

- you guys just agree on everything and you click instantly,,,, you also very much take a liking to him

- and after a while it becomes tradition, every week or so, he’d come in and look through the collection you’d put aside for him; your manager gets pissed because you’re ‘hoarding stock’ but you continue, arguing, “he always buys something! It’s not for nothing!”

- it starts to get to the end of the summer and he realises he won’t have as much time to drive out every week to see you, not to mention the fact that his room is now STACKED with cassettes and new posters from your store

- so after he buys a new Venom shirt, he asks if you would want to come to his band’s gig that week, and of course you say yes,,,, and mans gets so giddy and smiley

- even gives you a hug when he leaves and tells you he’s excited to see you–”I’ll dedicate all our songs to you, hey?”

- so technically your first date was a Corroded Coffin gig, but it was so worth it when after he finished playing he practically leaped off the stage to smother you in a bear hug, asking what you thought of them–you loved it

- he offers to drive you home, you try to refuse because it’s way too far but he insists. so during the drive you guys talk about his band and what he wants to do with it in the future,,, like you talk for about an hour all the way to your house

- and he even walks you up to your front door (!!) and you give him a goodnight kiss and tell him to phone you when he gets back to his trailer so you know he got home safely

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson fluff #joseph quinn

121 notes · View notes

cozy-mp3 · 2 years

Note

bro this has been on my mind for awhile IM SO READY

So modern!AU with Ellie x Black fem reader where Reader is a well known rockstar, shit like the runaways, the pretty reckless, KISS, all that stuff and Ellie is like their #1 fan and is such a simp for them just absolutely over them. Maybe one day reader is stressed over song writing and ellie helps them relax? (fluffy nsfw lol) i’m not sure if ur comfy writing for switch!reader but i’d like that for reader but if ur more comfy with sub that’s ok!! ILYYY❤️

word count: 4k (ish)

a/n: omg i had so many ideas when i read this tysm for prompting! this definitely got way more plotty than i intended, i hope u don't mind! this is another fic that i started off thinking it would be abt 2k words but it spiralled a bit lol. i tried my best with the switchy dynamics but i still feel like i'm not great at writing them, either way i hope i did ur prompt justice nonny <33

MINORS AND MEN DO NOT INTERACT OR I'LL CRY

you’re going to die in this room, you think. you’re gonna die in this stupid recording studio, on this stupid pleather chair that sticks to your thighs in summer, spinning in circles just to expel some pent up energy, watching your stupid mug of stupid coffee going cold on your stupid desk. you pause your aimless spinning and sigh, planting your feet on the floor so you can wheel back to the desk and run your finger down the side of the mug. it isn’t stupid and you feel a little bad for even thinking it, no matter how frustrated you’re feeling, it was a gift from ellie after your first tour had concluded.

it’s from one of those online printing companies and is covered in pictures of the two of you she’d taken on tour, a selfie for every city she’d told you. it was cheap, because she was too busy with uni to find a second job and back then music wasn’t paying many bills, the printing has faded a little over the past three years and you’re pretty sure it isn’t supposed to go in the microwave because everytime you put it in there it comes out so hot you have to pick it up with the edge of your shirt covering your fingers. you love it though, she’d handed it to you a couple weeks after you’d come home and the excitement of playing a different crowd every night had been replaced with your part time job at the drugstore and playing to the same groups of regulars at the same few bars downtown.

you run the tips of your fingers over one of the pictures of her smiling face, it’s maybe your favorite picture of her ever, definitely top five at least. she’s wearing a shirt that’s a few sizes too big with crew printed over the front of it in big white letters, she’s smiling so wide her eyes are crinkled up and there’s lipstick marks all over her face from where you’d kissed her. you were into black lipstick back then, so they stand out against her pale skin, you’re more into red at the moment and she doesn’t let you kiss her face when you’re wearing it. apparently, there was a time she’d walked into a lecture with a lipstick stain on her forehead and she hasn’t been able to live it down, dina had told you the story since ellie had been too embarrassed to tell you herself. just when you’re about to start searching for your phone to shoot her a text to tell her you miss her, the door to your studio opens and there she is, as if you’d summoned her or something.

“how’d you know i was about to text you?” you ask, narrowing your eyes at her in suspicion as you take in her appearance. she’s wearing a shirt from last year's tour, your face printed on her left boob, below your band’s logo, she’s put on her batman pajama pants that she’s owned since before you knew her and she’s wearing crocs with tie dye socks. she looks like she’s just rolled out of bed and come over before she could get dressed in more appropriate ‘going outside’ clothes. she looks cute and soft, a little bit ridiculous and all yours.

“my girlfriend senses were tingling,” she tells you as she closes the door behind her, rubbing her hands over her arms to get rid of the chill she’d caught walking the short distance from the car to the door of the building, “you didn’t ask what i had for lunch or dinner and then i sent you three thirst traps while i was at the gym and you didn’t respond to any of them,” she says, waving three fingers in front of your face dramatically, “and then i tried telling you i was studying so you’d say you’re proud of me and i got nothing,” she continues, standing in front of you with her hands on her hips, “so i was laying in bed waiting for my ‘goodnight, baby, i love you so much, you’re the best ever’ text and when i didn’t even get that, i decided that i had to come to your last known location to make sure you weren’t being held hostage or, you’re not, like, mad at me or something, ‘cause i’m pretty sure i haven’t done anything wrong,” she finishes, she’s panting a little from talking so fast and it’s a testament to how much time you’ve spent around her that you understood every word she said.

“you didn’t do anything wrong, els,” you say with a smile, just to see her let go of the tension she was holding in her shoulders, “and i’m sorry i haven’t been checking my phone, i’ve had writers block for the past two weeks and i’ve been trying to work through it but i just can’t,” you sigh, holding your arms out and inviting her into your lap, when you moved into this studio you’d made sure to get a chair large enough to fit you both, not that you’d ever tell her that.

“that’s rough, baby,” she says, her face is sympathetic as she climbs into your lap, her weight is warm and familiar and she’s kicked her crocs off to hang her socked feet over each arm of the chair, “‘m sorry it’s been hard, label been breathing down your neck again?,” she asks as she wraps her arms around your shoulders and tugs you into a hug.

“yeah,” you mumble into her chest, your cheek pressed right up against your own face on her shirt, it’s well worn and smells like the laundry detergent you use and the spicy perfume you’d gotten her for her last birthday, “they want the album done in three months and we’ve only finished five songs,” you say, a frown pinching your brows together. it’s frustrating, not being able to work at your own pace anymore, to be lectured if songs don’t do as well as they’re supposed to, to be told that you need them but they don’t need you.

“i’m sorry,” she whispers, dropping a kiss on the top of your head. there’s not much else to say, she’s heard you complain about the label before, about how the execs in their suits want you to change in ways you wish you didn’t have to. the contract had seemed like a good idea when you’d signed it, even with the cut they’d be taking you’d be able to support you both until ellie was done with uni, you’d be able to quit your job at the drugstore and spend all your time doing the thing you love the most with your best friends. those things were all still true, you toured the world and spent hours in the studio, you could afford a nice apartment with security and a bathtub so big it could fit you and ellie twice over, you just hadn’t anticipated the deadlines and restrictions, the way you felt trapped but the most free you’d ever felt all at once.

“your hair smells good,” ellie says above you and your mind comes to an abrupt stop, you prop your chin up on her chest and look up at her face, she’s smiling at you with her sympathetic i love you and i’m sorry and i hate that i can’t fix it smile and you know her well enough to know it was an intentional change of subject. that she’s here and willing to listen if you want to share, but she’s also offering you an out, something to talk about that isn’t stressful and a little bit more painful than you’ve been able to admit to yourself until now, when you’re sat in the place you love most with the person you love most, feeling like you could cry.

“it was wash day a couple days ago, i tried a new shampoo,” you tell her and she smiles a little wider, shifting around to get comfy now the conversation is veering away from anything too serious, “the girl at the beauty store recommended it, it’s so fucking expensive but it works so well,” you sigh with an exaggerated pout, you can’t keep it up as ellie squeezes her arm around your shoulders, leaning down to kiss your nose.

“it’s daylight robbery, baby, i’m sure,” she smiles, not able to keep the amusement out of her tone as she looks down at you, one her her hands shifting to cup your cheek, “you’re cute,” she tells you, using her hand to squish your cheeks together until your lips pucker up.

“i’m not cute, i’m literally in a rock band, i can’t be cute,” you tell her, baring your teeth and furrowing your brows into what might be a scary expression if your cheeks weren’t still squished together in her hand. you know you must look ridiculous because ellie starts laughing, her head thrown back and her shoulders shaking with the force of it, her hand lets your face go to hold on to your shoulder again, squeezing you gently when you laugh along with her.

“sure, sweetheart,” she says once she’s caught her breath again, her eyes bright and happy as she looks down at you, “not cute at all, whatever you say,” she nods with a slightly mocking lilt to her voice, she’s glancing between your eyes and your lips and you lean up to kiss her before she can kiss you, your hands holding tight onto her hips.

she sighs happily against your mouth and shifts one of her hands to the back of your neck, stroking her thumb over your skin, you don’t let her take control when she tries, nipping at her bottom lip and smiling when she groans against you. the kiss lasts a little while longer before you notice her squirming each time your tongue presses past her lips and into her mouth, you shift your hands to her inner thighs, squeezing the soft little layer of fat she has there. she moans into your mouth and you pull away to show her your smile, one of your hands letting go of her hip to gently pinch her red cheek.

“i missed you,” you tell her as she leans down to rest her forehead against yours, her eyes searching yours for a moment before they still, “was looking forward to coming home all day,” you whisper, your own face heating up at the admission, you look down at your lap so you don’t have to look at her, instead watching the way her thighs tense when you squeeze her again.

“missed you too,” ellie says, scooching as far into your lap as the chair will allow, “i know you had a hard day, but we’ll work it out, ok?,” she says with an encouraging smile, squeezing the back of your neck gently and nudging your nose with hers until you meet her eyes again, “i believe in you, and i know you can do it on your own, but you don’t have to,” she tells you, “you have your bandmates and you could call that one producer who worked on your last album and you have me, and i’ll help as much as i can, ok?” she asks and she looks so earnest you feel like you might cry if you open your mouth so you just nod, pressing your face into her neck so you can close your eyes and push back the wave of emotion.

“i love you,” you mumble against her skin, not knowing how to express your feelings in any other way, you know she understands because she knows you like you know her, she knows that you feel warm and grateful and so much better than thirty minutes ago when everything felt so frustrating and hopeless. ellie’s hand is steady and warm and it doesn’t leave you as she slides out of your lap, her thumb brushing over the bump at the top of your spine.

“come sit on the couch,” she says, her other hand tugging one of your wrists gently, “i can’t cuddle you properly on your chair,” she tells you, pressing a brief kiss to your lips once you’re up on your feet, “how long have you been sat down? it’s bad for you to sit all day, you’re gonna get bad knees or something,” she says as she lays down on the couch and tugs you to lay in front of her.

“don’t act like you don’t sit on your ass for hours at a time too,” you huff, gently flicking the end of her nose and smiling at her scrunched up face, “but fyi, i got up a few hours ago to walk up and down the hallway, and a little while before you got here i got up to make coffee,” you tell her, pointing over your shoulder in the general direction of your desk. ellie’s lips quirk up when she notices the mug and she makes a wounded little sound before cupping your cheeks and kissing all over your face until you squeal and push at her shoulders.

“you’re so cute,” she tells you again, her brows furrowed like she can’t quite believe it and her voice a little whiny, “stop saying you’re not cute, you’re the cutest ever,” she says as she tugs you against her chest and squeezes, her legs tangle with yours so she can pull you even closer, until your breath is mingling with hers and your chests are pressed together. you open your mouth to argue with her but she presses her finger to your lips and shushes you, “stop being hard on my girlfriend, she’s super cute, no arguing,” she tells you, yelping and pulling her hand away when you try to nip her finger.

you lean forward and kiss her before she can say you’re trying to maim her or something, it also disguises the way you were starting to squirm from her attention, you know she’d only call you cute again and that’ll only make you squirm more. she sighs happily into your mouth as you cup her jaw and rests one of one of her hands on your hip, squeezing gently. you can feel every movement she makes, when she presses her leg between yours so there isn’t an inch between you, when her breath hitches, when she decides she wants more and uses the hand not attached to your hip to cup your breast.

“you gotta scooch back a little,” you mumble against her lips, resting your forehead against hers so you can look into her eyes and smiling at her when her hips arch into yours and she whines in protest, “i wanna touch you, baby,” you say with an exaggerated pout, “i can’t touch you the way you want me to if you’re so close i can’t move my arms,” you chuckle, letting her kiss your pout away before she moves backwards, her body squeezed up against the back of the couch so you can get a hand between your bodies.

the couch is a bit small for the two of you and you have to wiggle around a little to get comfortable again but it’s worth it to be able to tug her shirt up and slide your hand around to grip her ass beneath her pajama pants. you pull her back against you with the hand you have on her, squeezing the soft flesh beneath your palm, she’s more muscle than fat and fits into your hands easily when you grab her.

“why are you wearing fucking jeans,” ellie grumbles as she works the button of your pants open, her fingers fumbling since she can’t see what she’s doing. she fumbles for a second more before she manages to pop the button, her fingers making quick work of the zipper so she can push her hand into your pants and cup you through your panties. she doesn’t do anything more than rest her hand over the shape of you, her mouth attaching to your neck when you whine frustrated.

“i’m wearing jeans because they make my ass look good,” you tell her, using your hand that isn’t down her pants to cup the back of her head, holding her against you, “stop teasing,” you say, tugging her hair until she groans and kisses back up to your mouth, pulling her hand out of your pants so she can use it to tug your jeans down your thighs. you wiggle your legs a little to help her, having to be careful to avoid kicking her in the shin since she refuses to move her legs at all.

“ok, there we go,” she sighs after she’s tugged them low enough that your thighs can spread for her, “i won’t tease now your pants aren’t getting in my way,” she hums, kissing the corner of your mouth as she runs her fingertips over your panties, pressing lightly over your clit. she smiles when you moan and presses harder, rubbing wide circles until you pinch her ass in retaliation, her hips jolting towards you to try and escape your hands.

“you said you wouldn’t tease,” you tell her when she gives you a betrayed look, though you pat her butt in apology and pull your hands out of her pants, “i’ll show you how it’s done,” you say, having to hold back a laugh at the way she raises her eyebrows in disbelief. you open your mouth to continue speaking but she tugs your panties aside and brushes her fingers against your bare cunt before you can, any words you were about to speak replaced with a moan.

she smirks, the way she always does when she’s making you feel good and she knows it, you can feel yourself get wetter with each pass of her fingers over your lips until they’re making a slick sound each time she moves. you drop your head to her shoulder and close your eyes for a second, just feeling her hand between your legs and her arm looped around your shoulders to keep you close.

it takes you a moment to pull yourself together, but when you do you push your hand back down her pants, the front this time. she isn’t wearing underwear and you lift your head from her shoulder to raise your brows at her, she only shrugs and blushes a little, not offering any more of an answer than that. you kiss her warm cheek and then her lips because she’s right there and you can, she moans into your mouth when you brush between her legs, she’s already wet enough to coat your fingers and you can feel the hair she keeps down there is damp with it.

you rub circles over her clit with the pads of your middle and pointer finger, you aren’t kissing anymore though neither of you have pulled away, your lips still brushing together. her eyes squeeze shut as you brush over her entrance and she mirrors the action on you, the pad of her finger pressing into you slightly as you clench around nothing. you whimper and press your lips back against hers as you push a finger inside of her, curling and stroking against her walls, she’s tight and hot and wet and it makes you clench your thighs shut around her hand.

she chokes on a laugh that turns into a moan at your reaction, resting her forehead against yours as she pushes two of her fingers into you, curling them into your most sensitive spot and only waiting a moment for you to adjust before she begins to move them. her lips brush against yours again but she moans before she can kiss you, her brow furrowed with pleasure as you try to mirror the pace she’s set, though it’s hard to concentrate on how your hand is moving when it feels like she’s working you to an orgasm already.

“i’m so close, els,” you sigh, you can feel yourself clenching tight around her knuckles, the sounds she’s drawing from between your legs only getting wetter. she nods as if she already knew, her fingers moving faster as you press your thumb to her clit and begin to rub in tandem with your fingers inside of her. her cunt clenches around you tightly and she’s wet enough now that you can feel it run all the way down to your wrist, you smile at her flushed face, moving the small distance to kiss her again though the two of you keep having to pause to moan and whimper.

it doesn’t take long before you’re bucking your hips into her hand and detaching your mouth from hers so you can moan into her shoulder, managing to pant out another warning before you’re cumming around her fingers. your pussy gushes and ellie coos at the blissed out look on your face, she says something about you being cute but you’re too far gone to do anything about it, your brows furrowed and your thighs shaking around her forearm.

“lemme take care of you,” you whisper when you’ve ridden it out, ellie’s pulled her fingers from you but they're still between your legs, rubbing lightly around your clit and brushing through your folds as you shudder through the aftershocks. your fingers had stilled as you came, your mind too occupied with your pleasure to continue pleasuring her, you kiss her shoulder in apology and begin to move them again. your thumb slides easily over her swollen clit and she grinds her hips down against your hand so your finger presses into her deeper, your palm almost flat against her body.

“‘nother one please, baby” she moans, her nails digging into your shoulder though the fingers brushing over your cunt are still gentle, it isn’t enough stimulation to be uncomfortable so you don’t move to push her away, but you can feel how soaked you are and you hope distantly that you’re not staining the couch. you oblige her request and push a second finger inside of her, she opens up easily with how aroused she is and she groans as you curl both fingers towards your thumb, rubbing against her clit more firmly.

you can feel as her pussy flutters and her clit throbs, as her thighs tense and her brows draw together before she cums, her release coating your fingers thoroughly. she pants into your neck as you work her through it, shifting your thumb away from her oversensitive clit but leaving your fingers pressed as deep inside as they’ll go, massaging her clenching walls.

the two of you lay together in silence once she’s finished, her breath coming out shakily against your skin and your chin resting on top of her head. she presses her legs together until you get the message and remove your hand from her pants, her hand still between your legs, brushing over your swollen pussy as she finds her voice again. she likes to do it sometimes, feel the mess she’s made of you, how you wet you’ve gotten for her.

“did you eat dinner yet?,” she asks, frowning and pulling back so she can see your face when you shake your head, “baby, you gotta take better care of yourself,” she sighs with a pouty bottom lip, you resist the urge to argue that she’s just as bad as you are at remembering to eat when she gets absorbed in a project, instead kissing her pout away and cupping her cheek.

“how about,” you start, the persuasive lilt to your voice so obvious that ellie shakes her head at you, she looks fond now, at least, “let me finish, els,” you tut, kissing her again and brushing your thumb over the apple of her cheek as you pull away, “how about we go home and order food from that mexican place that’s open late before bed, and tomorrow i’ll work from home,” you suggest, “maybe i need a change of scenery,” you sigh, your brows pinching together in thought.

“sounds like a plan, sweetheart,” ellie hums, using the hand that isn’t messy with your cum to smooth out the frown you’re wearing, “we gotta clean off first though, you fucking soaked me,” she chuckles as you groan, embarrassed, and bury your face in her hair.

#ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams imagine #tlou x reader #tlou2 #ellie williams #reqs

30 notes · View notes

bluexiao · 2 years

Note

hi im not sure if your requests are open for thoma specifically but if they are, id like to request his reaction when shorter reader pulls him down by his dog tag necklace thing to kiss him to shut him up/when hes being a tease <33 thank u! have a great day/night :)

CHARACTERS. Thoma; short! gn! Reader

NOTES. i lied i’ll post one brainrot today! considering the fact i’m so short let’s say i indulged in this for far too much (also this also applies on others who are shorter than him!) also this doesn’t have any proofread since i’m quite tired so yep. thanks sm nonnie for this request~ i’m sorry it was longer than it originally should be… like i said i really indulged on this one. pls just read the last scenario if you’re looking for the one on the request!

THOMA

Do you know those scenes where the shorter one reaches out for something really high for them and the love interest does it for them from behind? Yes he would absolutely do that with you.

He’s not quite dense—maybe at the start only? Like he wouldn’t know what effect he has on you but when he looks down and sees your flushed look, he’d definitely realize it.

“Ho~, have I successfully snatched your heart?” he muses, but it sounded so light-hearted that you found it difficult to get mad at his antics early in the morning where you’re assigned to cook for the day.

Because you’re smaller than him, he believes he can carry you. Although it’s actually one of his greatest secrets, especially when you two were still not yet together. Before he confesses, however, in order to be sure, he asks if he could carry you on his back—this is so that even if you reject him he’s sure he already had his wish fulfilled by then. No awkwardness, right???

Anyway, when you told him you liked him too, that’s when he confesses about this quite hesitant, actually; a shy smile on his face as he reached for the back of his neck, scratching it awkwardly.

He loves having you wrap your arms around his waist and bury your face on his chest, definitely. He doesn’t even care if you’re both in the middle of the street or something, swaying each other without a care in the world and the other people on it.

He honestly just loves making you feel protected, y’know? To wrap his arms around you like he’s your personal shield or warm blanket from the harsh winters. If you were both in Dragonspine, he’d make sure you’re always warm by having you close to him.

HEADPATS. Ugh he loves them for both you and him actually? There’s a thing with you two when he gently pats you on the head and before you can turn away, he crouches down to your height and grabs your hand to gesture it towards his own, the skin on the corners of his emerald eyes crinkling slightly from the sheepish grin on his face.

“You want headpats too?” you mused and he whined, pouts even.

“Aw, come on, honey~ not after I gave you one,” you don’t even know if he’s genuinely sad or just wants to tease you, but after giving him what he wants, you could see that precious smile of his; his teeth showing as a sign of his delight. By then, you knew what the answer was.

He actually loves it when you pull him by his dog tag necklace and steal a kiss on him. This usually happens on the mornings when he has to go out or maybe at nights when he goes home. He acts surprised but he’s actually not considering you’ve done it a couple of times already.

When you do it to shut him up or just to tease him, he may actually not be surprised anymore. He just smiles and lands a chaste kiss on your lips again.

“… and you know what, honey, there’s another new stall down the street, I was hoping to drop by but then another one from the Kanjou Commission tries to strike a conversation with me! What is it with-hmph—” and he effectively shuts up, eyes slightly wider as he looks into yours with his lips still near your own. He could feel your breath but it felt like you stole his.

Not only a few seconds later, a smile forms on his lips as he chases the high of your lips, pressing a chaste kiss on them before another one, and another one.

“Thoma, honey, enough, enough!” you giggled as you were already around his arms, feeling him kiss your cheek by then, “I just did that to shut you up, you’ve been talking about the Kanjou Commission since earlier.”

“I apologize, honey,” he was still smiling as he then lands a final kiss on your forehead, being longer than the last few ones he peppered on your face, “Now you have my attention. So? How about you tell me your day?”

TAGLIST (pls send an ask to be added!)

@softlybeloved @rim0na @icecappa @sushiyay @scaraslover @beastielevi @cursedraiden @thesatanofpizza @izayanna @stellumi @coco-goat-milk @nonniechan @m3gitsune @thispenguinrocks @chuubear @kiyoobi @catisnerd @ventislatte @weakestpoint @pinkfei @aweebstuff @zhongchi14 @windwheel-aster @irethepotato @squiddaloo @scaramunch @cruxdou @favonius-captain

#genshin x reader #thoma x reader #tohma x reader #genshin fluff #thoma x you #genshin drabbles #genshin oneshots #genshin headcanons #thoma headcanons #📘

452 notes · View notes

wangxianficrecs · 3 years

Photo

Fic Finder

~*~

1. Hi, I'm looking for an Untamed fic, maybe you'll be able to help. It's a canon divergence AU in which WWX doesn't lose his core, Jiang Fengmian lives and it's implied that his core was transferred to JC (heavily implied; JFM retires as the Sect Leader after that). This is absolutely not the most important part of this fic but it's a paragraph that I've got stuck in my head and now I'm searching for the rest @_@ Thanks in advance! ~ @otemporaetmores

FOUND! by @notsobabblespace, who was reminded of I’m aching and I know you are too by edenwolfie (part 3 in series, M, 23k, wangxian)

FOUND! by @jim-is-spocks-thyla, who suggests ❤️ to arrive late is better than not to arrive at all by Moominmammashandbag (M, 35k, wangxian) [ETA: Oops, not this one. JFM has no core, but he didn’t give it to JC]

~*~

2. Hi Mojo! I’m in need of you/your followers help in finding a fic that I read a little while ago. It was a fic where Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi lived together in Cloud Recesses and their children were Sizhui and an OOC that was younger than him. I remember SiZhui faced a lot of criticism for not being the chief cultivator’s real child? And they were happy he had a younger sibling that would be sect leader in the future because he was blood. Come to think of it, this is probably an ABO fic too. Thanks for your time 💜

FOUND! @andidontmeanto believes this is Blue Blood by PotterheadAvengerDemigod (T, 91k, wangxian, my post)

~*~

3. Aksks it's like 3 am but I just remembered a fic and I can't find it?? I'd really, really appreciate your help. It was a wangxian fic, maybe a oneshot idk, and lwj was kind of a nerd and wwx a badboy? So basically lwj has a massive crush on him and dresses up like wwx etc. (i think he even got an undercut) and after a party they sleep with each other at lwj's place?

~*~

4. i’m looking for a fic set in the where lwj’s mother killed his father? i don’t think that was a main plot point but it did show up in his backstory - any idea what this might be? ~ @thehype

FOUND! @rentslirott thinks this could be ❤️the best of you by sysrae (E, 42k, wangxian, my post)

FOUND! @castaways-logbook offers The Right to Care by travelingneuritis (E, 39k, wangxian, WIP)

~*~

5. ... same as #6 ...

~*~

6. Hello friend, sorry for the inconvenience but I wanted to see if you could please find me a fic that I lost but I only remember more or less the final part, it goes more or less like this, lan zhan and wei ying are kidnapped by jin guangyao and lock them up if not I'm wrong in some cells next to lan xichen after the fights jin guangyao dies but lan xichen did know how bad jin guangyao had done and he didn't care and then to get revenge he wants to kill wei ying but lan zhan kills him and sizhui gets scared It was more or less like that, please help me ~ @isa0123lol

FOUND! by @wangxiansfics who says that tragically it’s no longer available, but @dulachodladh found it on WaybackMachine here: Thread and Needle by haysel (M, 86k, wangxian)

~*~

7. Hi, Mojo! I'm glad that you're back but I hope you enjoyed your time off tumblr! Can you and/or your followers help me find a fic? I think the summary was talking about wwx and somehow they were asking mingjue for help since he's the only one who can help. The summary was in italics and it's a dialogue from some guy? And a shorter summary below. Sadly this is the only thing I can remember but I hope you can still help me

FOUND! @alwayswenning suggests love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, has it’s own fanfic here, I just finished this last night!, my bookmark)

~*~

8. Sorry to bombard you as soon as you're back, but this one's driving me crazy--a modern AU where they met online. WWX thinks LWJ is an old man from how he talks. I don't remember much except the excerpt made it seem like he still was amused by/enjoyed talking to him, and Wen Qing was telling him it was a bad idea and to stop. It's not How to Fall In Love With a Catfish, tho that one is brilliant! (Also any top notch identity porn would be great) Hope your break was restful, you deserve it! Thanks

Here’s my #identity porn tag, but I’m not sure about this exact story.

I'm the anon for #8 on the fic finder. Though I'm excited to read it, the suggested fic isn't the one I was looking for. I swear I thought I saw it on here around a month ago or slightly more, but searches have failed me.

FOUND! Rating: General Audiences by Mishaa (T, 18k, wangxian WIP) - mysterious author LWJ (speculated to be an old man because of his formality) and infamous artist WWX paired up for an Untamed Big Bang (in an AU where JGY was the series’ antiheroic protagonist; this fic was written before the release of CQL.)

FOUND? could you be looking for Something Real by Latios (G, 5k, wangxian, my post) - wwx thinks lwj is an old man, but there’s no WQ. There are many pictures of bunnies.

SIMILAR! @emilysidhe thought of ID Bro Saga by Bowandtie (T, 39k, wangxian)

~*~

9. Hey, how are you? Could you help me please? I've read 3 fanfics once, but I can't find them anymore. 1 - Nanny Problem, Wei is going to be the babysitter of A-Yuan, he is an omega and Lan is an alpha. 2 - Doctor Perfect, Yibo is an omega nurse and Xiao is an alpha doctor. 3 - The Baby of my Omega, Yibo is omega and Xiao is alpha, both of them are bodyguards, but Yibo has to protect Xiao in the beginning. I think they were at ao3, but I really can't find them. Can you help me please? Thank you!! ~ @weallmad

~*~

10. Hi! Im happy you’re back. I hope you had a good break. I missed your recommendations, but at the same time i got a break from fics and actually studied to my tests haha. [Ah! I’m glad to hear your time was spent productively!] I’m looking for a fic like Linger in the Sun by etymologyplayground. In the fic im looking for wangxian slowly lose their senses instead of all of them at once. Like they lose their hearing, then touch, sight etc, They can’t see each other or hear each other. I’m sorry i can’t explain very well.

FOUND? Could you be thinking of ❤️shadows in the sun rise by Yuu_chi (E, 25k, wangxian)? Only lwj losese his senses one by one in this one, though.

~*~

11. heyyy im trying to find this fic where wwx died the first time he was thrown in to the burial mounds then 10 years later he gets resurrected or something. I can't find it on AO3 and it's been bugging me for days. Thank you!

FOUND! Well, @moku-youbi offers both of these as possibilities:

Did I Not Explain Why the Sunset Turns Red? by 3988Akasha (E, 100k, wangxian)

we're starting at the end by Miss_Enthusiasimal (M, 95k, wangxian)

~*~

12. Hi I am looking for a fic where wwx is a witch (/mage?) in a world where magic is being persecuted (especially in Gusu) except for Yunmeng/Lanling I think but they're still frowned upon nonetheless. Then after accidentally hurting Shijie, wwx runs away, and ends up hiding in Gusu pretending to be a servant to lwj (lwj is a prince, lxc is the emperor) but lwj actually knows of his identity and tries not-so-discreetly to protect him from being caught. Thanks!

FOUND! by @bibliobasilisk who gives us Witchfinder by misbehavingvigilante (E, 86k, wangxian)

~*~

13. Hi! Firstly, I'm glad to see you're back, and I hope your break was a good one! I'm trying to find a LWJ/WWX story that I had planned to read and ending up losing before I could. It was set in the immediate aftermath of the 33 lashes, LWJ is in the Jingshi recovering when a healer(?) discovers he's pregnant (by WWX). It may have been a/b/o verse, but I'm not 100% on that. Part of the story was a flashback to when WWX was still alive. Thank you!

FOUND! by nonny themself. It’s Unexpected Surprise by Glucose_Gremlin (E, 4k, wangxian)

SIMILAR! @mondelgel suggests my heart is kept as pure as ice in a jade vase/一片冰心在玉壶 by Daledesu (M, 21k, wangxian, WIP)

SIMILAR! from @impending-cuttlefish: something new, something white, something blue by ariskamalt (E, 140k, wangxian, WIP)

~*~

14. I'm trying to find this one fic where Jin Ling finds this diary that Wei Ying wrote as the Yiling Patriarch that basically reveals everything, including the golden core reveal and it even has training tips that helps Jon Ling improve. When Wei Ying comes back, he tries everything to keep him there because he is THE best uncle now. I need to find it because it is a N E E D.

FOUND? by @theladypeartree who says, “The Truth (Untold) is jl reading jyl's journals, not wwx's though. And mordant is jl returning wwx's journals that he found, not grew up with. Neither fit #14 properly, but I seriously could not find anything closer after two solid days of searching. Good luck!“

The Truth (Untold) by anxiouswreck0_0 (g, 3k, wangxian, jin ling & wei wuxian)

or this one on ffn:

mordant by tennisnotensai (M, 18k, wangxian, here’s the link for mobile)

~*~

15. I have heard tell of a Sizhui/Jingyi fic where the boys end up going to Wangxian for advice about how to be intimate. Can you help me find it?

FOUND! @manaika-chan says this one is On Advisement by LaMachina17 (M, 19k, wangxian, zhuiling, chengyi)

~*~

16. nm

~*~

17. Hi! Sorry, do you happen to know that nsfw fic where wwx is still studying in the cloud recesses and he’s reading a novel (im not sure if it was from nhs) that features a cultivator couple and there’s a scene in the book where the woman was pegging her husband? Basically wwx got curious about this and tried fingering himself. I remember he was hiding in the back mountains and then lwj eventually caught him

FOUND? Could you be thinking of Deep in the Woods by malkinmalkout (E, 5k, wangxian, my post)?

~*~

18. Ahhh I'm going crazy trying to think of a fic that I've read where Lan Zhan killed Wen Chao in a locker room and nie huaisang stood guard outside the door! Then lan zhan went to lan huan and said I killed someone and he said did they deserve it? Then it's fine. And I can't remember the name of the fic! Have you heard of it? ~ @uchihaautumn

FOUND! @artemisisdiana offers So Full Of Love (Wouldn't Know Where to Start) by witchupbitch (M, 54k, wangxian, WIP)

~*~

19. Hi, I was wondering if you could help me find a fic. I read it a while ago and I don't really remember all the details but it was a modern au where Lan Wangji was a police officer in this small town and Wei Wuxian comes back after years, having left the town due to some stuff. Thank you in advance.

Btw love your blog. I live for your fic recs. [Thank you!]

FOUND? Could you be looking for medium blues by dark_and_terrible (E,193k, wangxian)? It appears to be taken down atm, but it might come back (it’s done it before).

FOUND! by @grannyweatherwaxshat who offers When a Bird Flies, It Leaves Feathers by Bem_Kofi (not rated, 75k, wangxian)

~*~

20. Hi mojo!! First of all I luv your blog Thank you so much for all those ficrecs. [You’re welcome!] Actually I’m looking for a fic I read months ago. I probably found the fic from your blog. But I can’t seem to find it now 😢 it was a modern au wangxian fic (inspired by call me by ur name?) wwx was like 5 years older than lwj. (And lwj was like 16?) Wwx lives in another city but he spent around a year in cloud recesses with lwj in the past. And wwx yanli and jc visits cloud recesses again and wangxian gets 2gether

~*~

[My ko-fi.]

#wangxian fic finder #wangxian #mdzs fic finder #wangxian fic rec

146 notes · View notes

seijorhi · 3 years

Text

asks :))

have i told you guys i love y’all recently?? no??

Spoilers for Finders Keepers: Rhi are we about to be gangbanged by Inarizaki? Because I'm not complaining but I am not ready either. - @ks350

hehehehe hell yeah you are. of course the twins would wanna keep you for themselves, but really, it’s kita’s rules, and sharing is caring :))

OIKS IS ALL ALONE NOOOO :(((

Also, "I know what I saw, she came in this way." got me so scared for some reason 😭

Amazing as ever 💝

i wondered it people were gonna pick up on that. there’s no supplies left to raid in the prison, no benefit to going inside... unless that pretty little thing you’ve been following for a while heads in all by herself, right? but i’m glad you liked it!

RHI THIS WAS JUST GFGHJDHJJBXDD!!!!!! SO GOOD!!! NO WORDS ARE ENOUGH TO PRAISE YOUR GENIUS SO I HOPE AT LEAST THIS MESSAGE CAN BRING A SMILE ON YOUR FACE 😽

This can't end just like this, right?? I wanna see Oikawa's reaction at not seeing mc come back.

Also, where were the rest of seijoh 4 when the zombies came after mc and Oikawa?

ahh thank you nonnie!! i kind of imagine oikawa being delirious enough that he doesn’t really know whether the reader’s there or not, because he just starts to hallucinate her to comfort himself :((

and makki, mattsun and iwa are off on a supply run with a few others from the sanctuary.

Lmao no you wouldn’t asdghjkl but it’s a zombie au what else am I supposed to think 😭💔 seriously, the way you wrote that whole scene with Oikawa pulled at my heart strings in the best way possible. your writing is so good AHHHHHH

TYSM MY LOVE!!!

Omg omg omg your response to the last Anon about wondering if you would really kill Oikawa has me excited

I-is there a Aoba Johsai vs Inarzaki fight bout to happen?!?

Even if not, the fic is just an absolute work of art. I am in love with your writing - @brivetaroundtown

it depends on how strongly fairy bullies me. possibly. possibly not. but thank you anyway, bby <33

Rhi I dunno how you always wrap me up in your web and suck me back in but you do. Your writing and the imagery you create???? I’m in love 🥺

gfhdjkvgfhjdk you’re too sweet ily

Aaahhh! Finders keepers was so good! It hurt to see oikawa weak (and dying?). Your writing honestly reads like a movie. I would love to see more of this AU. Will there be a sequel 👀?

i was so nervous about this fic flopping so this is so nice to hear <33 there may (may) be a part 2. but don’t hold your breath

omggg finders keeper was soooo good 🤯🤯🤯

aw thank u bby

your writing is literally amazing!! have you ever considered writing a book? bc girl i'd buy that so fast i swear

bby i can barely write a 10k fic a book is beyond me fghjdklfhjdksl but thank you tho

i luv u. take a break if you need. refresh.

i luv u too <33

I love you 💞🌸💘💝💗💞💓💗 you’re really sweet and an inspiration

fgdhjkhgjfkldfhgjfkd you are making me MELT i hope ur proud of yourself >:(

Hi Rhi! Just popping in to check on you. How are you? Are you doing fine? Hope you're doing fine. I miss seeing you on my dash 😭 Ilysm, have a great day 💕 -🍮

ahh bby i was just taking a little break because i was a bit burnt out, but i’m doing better!! thank you for the sweet ask ILY TOO! please take care of yourself!

Rhi oikawa and the ugly duckling would save my soul!

maybe i’ll write the full fic one day anon

hi rhi! may i ask in bully part 2, what was oikawa’s initial reaction when iwa first told him the reader’s secret. also, why did oikawa let iwa watch what he did to the reader? was it to brag?

he was infuriated, and he lets iwa watch because he wants the reader to know that he’s the reason she’s here, and also because he knows his best friend ain’t exactly as emotionally uninvolved as he pretends

Hello! I read your drabble about “Yandere Oikawa dating your friend,” and I’m curious to know if he’s actually over the reader? Or if he’s manipulating the reader into believing he is over their relationship, but he’s not? (By the way, I love your writing!)

oh no, it’s 100% an act. and thank you bby!

i just wanna preface by saying that i LOVE ur fics,, but i was rereading rabid for the like seventieth time,, and i just can’t get over the fear that kyoutani and a bunch of these boys,, live like single straight guys? if that makes sense? it really adds to the horror

kyoutani might live pretty rough, but at least he spoils his girl (whether she actually wants him to is irrelevant) but gfhjdklhfjdk i know what you mean.

#ask #rhi answers 💕#fic q’s #🍮 anon

29 notes · View notes

hajimine · 3 years

Note

Hihi!! If you don't mind me asking, what exactly is a timestamp? Like, what's the difference between those and other drabbles/fics?

Anyways, i really like your writing, i hope you have a good day :)

it depends from writer to writer, really. for me:

timestamps: a type of drabble that captures a moment in time where something happens to the character !! and the numbers on top refers to the time of the event

drabbles: any piece of writing under 1k words

fics: anything longer than 1k !!

the meaning of the terms are different for every writer tho,, and they’re sometimes interchangeable too so it doesn’t really matter that much ^^ and thank u so much !!! hope you’re having a great day too nonnie <33

#✉️#ghosts & co.#☆ : writings #faq #sorry for the late reply TT

8 notes · View notes

decembermoonskz · 3 years

Text

Hello moonbeams~! Writing letters is something I’m good at, because even if I stumble in all other forms of communication sometimes, my writing, my words never fail me. The overall negative energy, annoyance and sometimes hatred towards the pandemic, the social/political topics and the year in general can be very draining and or taxing on me and you all. Of course we’re upset too but seeing so much hate can be draining for people like me, and maybe you. So for a moment, grab a seat and a blanket and listen as I read this letter to you. This is a letter from me, to you, and I offer a blessing from her majesty the moon herself as well.

2020 has been one hell of a year that’s for sure. I experienced a lot of sadness, fatigue and overall lower moods as I tend to take on the energy of the world heavily. There has been so much that’s happened to us all, sadness, fear, anger, heartbreak; but even still we survived it. There were so many that felt we wouldn’t make it through this year or make it to the end as it felt like it would go on forever, but we’re here now, to write these letters, to tell these stories.

Even in this hectic year, I experienced so much, I felt happiness, joy I cried a lot and released so many pent up feelings, I came to terms with things I had locked away, I laughed a lot, I found passions that I thought were long lost. So much has happened to me in this year both ups and downs and I’m grateful for it all. You may be wondering why I would be grateful for downs as well, they helped teach me things, how strong I am; how it’s okay to give in and feel your sadness or pain; to validate my emotions; and a lot more. I hope that with all that’s happened you were able to take in some lessons yourself.

Below this cut, I wanted to thank some people who made my experience on tumblr as wonderful as it has been, more amazing than I had ever expected it to be. I came on here extremely nervous about sharing my stories and these people have been so warm and welcoming and honestly I wouldn’t have enjoyed my time as much without them. I’ll have my ending message at the bottom of this.

@sleepylixie Lily darling, my brain twin!! you’ve made my short tumblr life so much fun! sharing brain waves one moment, soundboarding ideas the next, and having so many things in common between us it’s crazy (wolfie gang). You’ve become one of the best things to happen to me on this site! xoxo thank you for always sharing your wonderful ideas with me and for sharing my love of fantasy!! Oh and I can’t forget all the shared screaming we do over skz and anything else xD I’m so glad we started talking and even in just a short time I feel so close to you already!! Thank you for letting me vent out all my ideas and for letting me be that person for your ideas too, thank you for always giving such good feedback and opinions and thank you for just overall being one of my favorite people to talk to. I hope we can make more wonderful memories in the coming year and beyond it. love you darling have a beautiful 2021~ 💜💜💜 ⟪ song rec: Another Day - Stray Kids ⟫

@rebecca-noona Becca! You were the first person to interact with my blog and when I look back on it, I’m so thankful you did. I love our talks about Korea and skz and writing. Your support has always been incredibly helpful, thank you for always being a cheerleader for me, it means the world. I hope you know I love you and support you and your works and whatever you wish to do so much as well!! I’m so happy we started talking and you make me so happy. Thank you for being my friend and when I finally get to Korea you gotta show me around when you get back!! I hope your process of getting back is smooth and easy, stay as optimistic as you can love!! xoxo ⟪ song rec: motive - Ariana Grande (ft. Doja Cat) ⟫

@skzctnightnight bel! bel! :DD it’s your words of encouragement that helped me create this blog, you’re one of the reasons I’m here!! your works have been some of my favorites and I was so happy when I first reached out to you. Your kindness really touched me and being your anon at the time was so much fun >v< Prowl will forever be one of my favorite series and you inspire me with your works!! I love talking with you no matter if it’s a quick chat, or a long convo, I always love talking to you. Thank you for making my 2020 so nice! I’m glad I know you and let’s talk more soon! <3 ⟪ song rec: Clarity - Kim Petras ⟫

@aliceu Alice!! I’m so thankful we met by chance when replying to one of Lily’s posts LOL I think it was an ask of yours about fantasy, and we shared a mutual love for it xD I want you to know that I always smile and I’m always happy when you send asks or dms so please I hope you never worry about being a bother and keep sending them hehe >v</ Thank you for always taking some of your time to check out my stories and for always leaving such wonderful feedback too!! It makes me happy to read your mini reviews about them!! Thanks for having little chats with me too. I enjoy them always and I hope we can continue to chat more 2021!! Please have a great new year and stay safe and comfy uwu ⟪ song rec: TMT - Stray Kids ⟫

@t-toodumbtocare Bar! xoxo I’m so glad we finally started talking and I’m hoping we can talk more soon >w<b You’re so fun and sweet and your stories are cute!! I wanna read more soon!! >^<9 Thanks for our little chats and thanks for checking out my stories as well I appreciate it. I hope to get to know you better in the coming year and I hope you have the best 2021!! ⟪ song rec: Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift ⟫

@delicatewerewolfsoul Vicky!!! I’m so happy we started talking! I loved talking about animals and pets with you and I loved all the skz soft hours asks you sent (I hope you send more of them psst psst) they made my day!! You’re such a sweetheart and you’re a master of heart memes xD I hope your 2021 is wonderful just like you are!! Stay safe and warm you cute bean xoxo ⟪ song rec: Inception - ATEEZ ⟫

@dreamescapeswriting Hi M!!! Okay full disclosure!! I’ve actually read some of your works before having tumblr LOL Like I really enjoyed them (Lucky and You Love Me are so cute) and honestly I was shy about reaching out but I’m so glad I did because now I wanna continue to talk and send you hugs! >V< I’m so glad we’re both gamers and your asks make me so happy! Thank you for being the sweetie you are and I hope we can talk more in 2021!! Have a great new year cutie!! <3 ⟪ song rec: False God - Taylor Swift ⟫

to my mutuals and other moonbeams who I wanna talk to more and love and support so much!! @mikoto-ica-fics @hanflix @chogiwow @redsandroses @meiiyue @missskzbiased @rosieecheeks I hope we can talk more in the new year and I love you a lot!!! You’re all such beautiful souls!! Know I’m sending you love and hugs and all the support I can muster \>v</ xoxoxoxoxo ⟪ song rec: Breath - GOT7 ⟫

To my beautiful nonnies, I’m super happy you’re here. I miss you all and hope you’re well and to the new ones welcome welcome!! I hope you know all your messages make me so happy! When I started my blog, I didn’t imagine I’d have as many anons as I do now, I didn’t think I’d have many, maybe 2 or 3? You guys make me so happy and I hope to see you more in my inbox when you have the time!!! <33 ⟪ song rec: You Can STAY - Stray Kids ⟫

To all my followers, my darling moonbeams!! Thank you so much for joining on this journey of practice and self-love that I’ve been trying to embark on. The comments, the reblogs, the likes, the asks, all of it, it means the world to me. To re-learn that it is possible for people to enjoy what I do, and not tie it to my own self-worth has been something I’m so thankful for. You all helped me learn that so thank you. I hope you continue to enjoy the stories I put out and feel free to reach out anytime! I’m so happy to have 300+ (almost 400) of you lovely moonbeams here! I hope you all have a wonderful 2021! It doesn’t matter who you are, how old you are, where you come from, what you identify as, what you believe in, or who you love; you are all precious moonbeams here in this haven. ⟪ song rec: Haven - Stray Kids ⟫

I know I say it a million times but since this is a wrapup letter I’ll share it again shortly. My blog was made for the main purpose of learning to appreciate my passion for writing and to not cage myself from posting and sharing my stories. I wanted to learn to write for myself and that posting stories in and of itself was the main victory, and everything else was the bonus, instead of thinking when people like it, only then is it good. I’ve done that before and having learned from it I now feel more prepared to tackle this. Thank you again for all the warm welcomes and the love I’ve received it still hasn’t quite sunk in for me and it feels so unreal. To know you all enjoy my stories and give me so much love, it’s crazy and it’s happening and I am so happy. I’m very thankful I took the leap of faith even though I was scared and decided to create this blog! 2020 challeneged me as well as pushed me and supported me. I experienced hard times yes, but I also experienced some really amazing things. I found comfort in things new and old, I feel like the quarantine made me come to terms with myself more, not run from things I wanted to confront and talk to myself more. I feel like 2020 albeit really draining in all ways, helped shape me and I got stronger because of living through this year. Now before I get any more preach-y than I already have LOL Thank you for being a part of my 2020 everyone!! I hope to have you with me in 2021 and I hope you experience the blessings of the moon like I feel we all do. See you in 2021 y’all! We’ll get through next year and the next and the next, I know it! 💜

Love Izzy

#my 2020 love letter to you #izzy's 2020 wrapped up #izzy doing stuffs #izzy be rambling #I love you all my moonbeams #🌕 may her majesty the moon watch over you always

13 notes · View notes

wandsandwheezes · 3 years

Note

hiiii i hope you’re having a great day :)))) i was just wondering if you’re doing a part two to assassini? no pressure if you aren’t, it’s just my fav george fic and i’ve been reading it over and over. i’m absolutely in love <33

Nonnie your timing is impeccable!!

I will be posting the part 2 of Assassini later on today, look out for Traitor on my page!

I honestly cant even believe that people liked Assassini so much, It has honestly been one of my favourite ones to write and I’m so glad to see that at least someone out there loves it too!!!

I love you<33

have an fantastic wednesday loves!!!

9 notes · View notes

kyovtani · 3 years

Text

ASKS

hey babies! i’ve decided to answer the asks about back to life one and two like this because ive received so so so many and you guys blew me away so answering every single one of them is the least i can do to show you guys just how grateful i am. thank you so much for giving both parts SO much love, i love and appreciate you guys and the support you’re constantly sending my way with my whole entire heart <33

BYE THE FIC IS SO GOOD SO FAR. MY ANXIETY THO FROM THE ENDING, LIKE PLS KYO REALIZE THE MCS ANXIETY PLS DONT GO OUT WITH SORA PLEASE PLEASE HE SEEN HOW SHE DIDNT LOOK OKAY WHEN HE CAME IN PLEASE REALIZE HER ANXIETY PLEASE

– THANK YOU SO SO MUCH BABY !! this was the very first ask about back to life and it’s honestly the cutest thing ever! I hc Kyoutani to be rally understanding of things like anxiety and depression, generally mental health so that’s why it was easy for him to understand the reader’s situation and mindset!

BACK TO LIFE!!!!!!!! MY HEART!!!!!?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SO GOOD!!!!! i was really excited when you started posting about it!! i can't wait for part 2, i wanna know how they fix this!

AAAH !! thank you so much for the love and support baby!!!! I really hope you enjoyed part 2 just as much, sending you lots of smooches MWAH

OH MY GOD THE KYO FIC IS AMAZING

THANK YOU SO MUCH BABY !!!!!

OH MY GOD YOUR KYOUTANI FIC HAS ME ACTUALLY FROTHING I LOVE IT SM

IM NOT KIDDING WHEN I SAY THAT MY JAW ACTUALLY DROPPED AT THE LAST COUPLE PARAGRAPHS AS WELL I CANT WAIT FOR PART 2

AAAH YOU GUYS !!! this made me so happy !!! thank you so much and I hope part two met your expectations and you enjoyed the ending MWAH!!

HOLY FUCK THAT KYOUTANI FIC WHEW IT WAS SO SO GOOD IM SO EXCITED FOR PART 2

thank you for the food <33

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT BABY !!!

YOUR KYOTANI FIC AHHHHHHH my heart can’t handle this

I AM SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT BABY !!!

OW THE END ON BACK TO LIFE HURTED THOUGH GDFGHJDFHJRY

Was overwhelmed by the hurty that I forgot to say how much I ADORE your characterization of Kyoutani. fdjkhgjkgdr

THANK YOU SO MUCH !! honestly- that means the world to me, probably the best compliment you can give me :((

Back to life was so good OMG 😳😳 HELLO??? You're amazing

Thank you so much, my love! it honestly is everything to me when you guys tell me such sweet things I love you so much MWAH!!

the new fic did not help me with my insecurities now i’m just frustrated and insecure. great writing tho.

honestly- same. when I wrote this, I lit indulgent every bit of my mind working into this fic and thats why it means so much to me ?? so youre not alone, my love; but thank you so much <33

The way I panicked at the end of the fic thinking there wasn’t gonna be more to it, holy shi that fox was so good I almost cried thinking they were just gonna end things like that 🥺🥺🥺🥺

I’d NEVER end a fic like that- I hate bad endings and cannot stand cliffhangers but the formatting didn't give me another choice im sorry for the heart attack baby kfhflashsj but am glad you liked it!

@au-roraaa said: ZADE I WAS NEVER A KYO FUCKER BUT I THINK YOUVE CONVERTED ME HOLY FUCKSJFJSJDJSN

THIS IS MY JOB AT THIS POINT I WANT YOU ALL TO TURN INTO KYOU FUCKERS KSSSOH

UR THE BEST WRITER WTF?? WHEN DO U THINK PART TWO WOULD BE UP... and does kyoutani flirt with sora 😣💔

YOU GUYS- NOOO- pls my heart made a loop :(( I love you so much :(( thank you baby and I think now you know what he does with sora MWAH

@kawakuto said: hi hi zade!🤩 (ajdjs idk if you remember me but i moved main blogs and I was @/gukooky before LOL) THE KYOUTANI FIC ANDJWNS I DIDNT EXPECT THE END WAHHHH🥺🥺 it was so well written omg I loved it!! (wtf kyoutani, you said we were going slow what if I wasn’t ready to call u my boyfriend wtffff😔😔 pain.)

AAAAH OFC I DO REMMEBER !! hope youre doing well baby !!! and thank you SO much for your sweet words, I honestly appreciate them so much :((<33

pls I’m in love with your writing. You write kyoutani so well so now I’ll always be grabbing at any crumbs you send my way 🥵

thank you so so so much baby!!!! these kinda words always hit me right at the heart, I appreciate them so much and I love you sm much

bb i love ur kyoutani fic sm :(( ur rlly so talented <33 i look forward to pt 2 ^3^

thank you so much baby, sending a smooch your way mwah

zade that kyoutani piece im in so much pain why would u do this to me 💔💔💔💔

believe me when I say It hurt me even more than you </3

I just finished reading part 2 and it waS SO GOODAJSFHJLFG you did amazing!! (n˘v˘•)¬

THANK YOU SO MUCH BABY !!!

Hi! New nonnie coming through :) First time I'm writing something because I'm such a nervous wreck but I just had to

THE FIC WAS SO GOOD THE VIBES ARE CHEFS KISS. IT WAS SO GOOD I LITERALLY DROOLED I CAN NOT GET OVER IT !

Mister kyotani pls rail me thanks 🐱

THANK YOU AAAH YOURE SO CUTE !!! I truly appreciate this with my whole entire heart so thank you so much baby, hope you have a good one mwah

Wait did he do anything with Sora?

nope!! they just went to the party together but in my mind he didn’t even hug her and she didn’t try anything else, too, simply bc she knew how in love he is with reader!!

YOUR MINDDDDD!! THE KYOU FIC WAS SOOOO GOOOD!! Omg i hope you do a part 3 😭😭

i have a Little sequel which is really really soft but I'd love to write some more for it!

@soranihimawari said: Part 1 & 2 with kyoutani was amazing as always Zade! I really liked the ending. This was such a fun read. I was wondering who’s else would be sharing the apartment with Kyoutani. What made you choose tattoo artist Iwa & Oikawa? Those two made me chuckle with the way they came in like that. Hope you have a great day/evening/late night/etc.

✌🏼&💜

—sora—

aaah thank you so so much, baby!! I truly appreciate your sweet words, youre the cutest! regarding your question: You shares an apartment with Iwa, Oikawa and Yahaba (who also works at the tattoo studio!) and i don't know to be really honest- I just like the thought of these three being really good friends so after contemplating whether or not to go with iwaoi or matsuhana, I ended up going with those two dorks! hope you have a good one baby mwah!!

@sakusapetals said: PLEASEE I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH

AAAH THANK YOU SO SO MUCH BABY !!! I LOVE YOU SM

How long did it take you to write the entire two parts? Like wow that’s alot👁👄👁 i adore long fics though

oooh- hm ?? tbh i don't really know ?? I can’t remember ?? I think it took me about a month or like three weeks since I did write it all in one go yk? it was the only WIP I worked on during that time and it felt SO relieving to publish it!

AAAHHH the kyou fic was a masterpiece bb!!! ❤️❤️

thank you so so so much baby!!<33

U LITERLALT WRIYE KYOU THE BEST ABSOLUTE BEST. he’s so aggressive and demanding but he still is willing to show someone special his vulnerability. I LOVE READING STUFF ABOUT HIM FROM U

AAAAH thank you so much- you guys have no idea how much these kinda comments mean to me- I love you so MUCH MWAH

I just read the first part of "back to life" an it had me speechless so many times, almost cried at the end, it's honestly so well written. I'm off to read part two. Have a nice day 🐰

sdoalfsla thank you so much baby! I hope you enjoyed both parts equally as much and thank you for all the love mwah!!<3

Hana is a baddie

SHE IS!! she’s literally the baddest bitch to ever exist ft. saeko ofc but nobody acknowledges it </3

@tonhwa said: I’m in love with the way you write kyoutani pls. Even your previous fics on your old account ( if you don’t mind me mentioning it ) are so fucking amazing. GOSH YOU CHARACTERIZE HIM SO WELL AND THE PLOT IS ALWAYS SO JUICY AND INTERESTING I CANT HELP BUT GO BACK AND READ IT. and then you release this fucking wonderful piece and I feel like it’s my birthday even though it’s already passed LOL ty ily have a wonderful day I’m sobbing tears of happiness

YOU GUYS PLEASE- the fact this made me tear up when I first read it- thank you SO much honestly. knowing you guys enjoy my characterization of my favorite character is honestly everything to me so thank you sm I love you baby have a good one!!<3

I’ve been on this app from high school, and now I’m a college grad. I have to say I’ve never sent a message to anyone I’ve followed. But that tattoo artist! Kyou fic, part 1 and 2 are 😩💕 *chefs kiss* you are one of my favorite writers I’ve ever followed since joining this app. You NEVER disappoint!

-💕 a very satisfied reader

thank you so much baby!! aaah this is honestly so so sweet :(( thank you for taking the time out of your day to send me such a sweet thing, I appreciate it and you so much mwah!!

i gotta say babe THANK YOU FOR THE KYOTANI CONTENT!! muAAAAHH💞💞

NOO THANK YOU GUYS FOR GIVING IT SO MUCH LOVE MWAH!!!

i love kyoutani and he obvs deserves his dick sucked 🤧🤧 but i catch him posting up with other girls I DONT CARE THE SITUATION he gonna catch these hands for a real one 👊🏼👆🏼🤜🏼🥊🥊 kidding 😐😐😐 he’d body me

pls the way this had me chuckling like crazy bc same sajlskjpw he can get mad all he want but he better stay his pretty ass where he is- by my side 😌

#💌.zade's mass response

6 notes · View notes

tibbinswrites · 4 years

Note

Hi! Could you do #9 for Destiel? Thanks for sharing your awesome work with us :D

Hi Nonnie! You’re so very welcome, thank you for sending in a prompt!

So this is shameless fluff. You might want to brush your teeth after reading ;)

(prompts are open. Send me a number between 1 and 635 and I’ll write a thing for you)

I’ve now done prompts for: #1, #2, #4 and #16, #9, #10, #78, #170 and #502

and I have prompts in progress for #33 and #77 but all the others are fair game :D

Enjoy ^_^

Prompt #9: “It’s fine.”

“What do you think?” Cas asked after calling Dean into their bedroom. His eyes were too-bright, frantic almost, and Dean tried not to feel uncomfortable under the unhinged intensity of his boyfriend’s stare as he looked at the dresser.

Cas visibly deflated before Dean even had a chance to react. “You hate it,” he said dolefully, his face scrunching up like he was about to cry and Dean was definitely not panicking. “I messed it up and you hate it.”

“No! Don’t you dare! It’s done. You did it and it’s done and I’m proud of you.” Dean said quickly. Cas had locked himself up here six hours ago, after their trip to Ikea ended with a purchase that Dean had been very much against in the first place. The dresser was large, with drawers of different shapes and sizes and opening mechanisms and colours. Of course, Cas had fallen in love with the thing on sight, saying that it looked magical, like it contained a different secret in each compartment. Dean had argued that it was impractical. It wouldn’t fit most things that people put in dressers, like clothes, nor would it go with the rest of the room. But Cas had pouted and pleaded and Dean was a weak man and folded after about twenty seconds of those blue eyes, though he had joked that he wouldn’t help assemble the thing… he was regretting that now.

“It’s horrible.”

“It’s fine,” Dean insisted, ignoring the way that one side was longer than the other, and how none of the handles looked the way they had on the assembled one in the store, or how there were large gaps where Dean was pretty sure something was supposed to be and at least seven ‘spare’ pieces that had been hastily shoved back into the box.

“I ruined it!” Cas wailed, falling into Dean’s chest, clearly exhausted and past the level of frustration where he was capable of being reasonable.

“I think it looks great,” Dean lied, kissing the top of Cas’ head. “But if you like, I’ll take a look at it after dinner and see if I can polish it up a little.”

Cas sniffed and pulled back to look up at him, the hope in his eyes turned Dean’s insides into a gooey mess. “Really?”

“Come on, sweetheart,” Dean said, guiding Cas out of the room he’d been sequestered in all day (at his own insistence; Dean had been trying to coax him out since hour three, offering his help, and food, but Cas was a stubborn son of a bitch when he’d made a deal). “I made lasagna.”

Cas cheered up a little during dinner, though he kept rubbing at his eyes so Dean insisted he go and sleep in the spare room while Dean worked on the dresser in their bedroom so he wouldn’t be disturbed. Cas was too tired to argue and headed to the downstairs bedroom after two helpings of lasagna and assurances that Dean wouldn’t stay up too late.

Xxx

Cas awoke the next morning in a bed that was too soft and without Dean’s warmth next to him. He sat up and looked around. The spare room was nice, if a little cramped, what with the double and the twin bed shoved in, just in case Sam and Eileen and Gabriel converged on them at once, or indeed if Charlie showed up (in which case they’d all cram in together, Charlie was a huge fan of sleepover-style gatherings and although Cas had thought it strange at first, he’d soon grown to love those evenings as much as the other two). Cas had definitely slept in worse places, but he hated waking up alone.

It hadn’t used to bother him much. He’d never been the clingy type, even prided himself on his independence (which had caused a whole host of problems with previous boyfriends), but when he met Dean, with his disarming smile, those forest-deep eyes that spoke of mischief and safety, and the kind of ‘all-in’ attitude that had terrified him since Dean let it show on their fourth date, Cas had never before so badly wanted to be included. Dean was funny and charming and cared so deeply and so fast that it was impossible not to get sucked in. Of course, all that openness hid a whole bunch of insecurities that Castiel had blundered into without realising, which made for a difficult few weeks and several uncomfortable conversations with Sam before Cas realised that this thing they had was too important to him for him to be able to cut and run like he had done so many times before, that Dean was too important to him.

They’d learned to navigate each other, slowly. Cas learned that Dean needed a lot of reassurance, especially after or during an argument, and Dean had figured out how to draw Cas out of his own head when he was scared and overwhelmed and get him to talk rather than run away when things got hard and six years later Cas had never been happier. Even after all this time Dean’s smile set off butterflies in his belly, his laugh still warmed something inside him and his presence was grounding and safe. He’d never relied on anyone the way he’d come to rely on Dean, and though that sometimes sent his head into a downward spiral, Dean was always there to help him through it.

They just fit together seamlessly, filling in each other’s empty spaces. Dean made him laugh until he snorted milk out of his nose and then laugh even more at that, he made Cas feel reckless and brave, willing to try things that he normally wouldn’t even consider and had started to dismantle the cocoon of indifference he’d been wrapped in his whole life. Cas in turn had been privileged to watch Dean’s bravado bloom into confidence, to listen to him talk without fear of being interrupted or told to shut up, to watch him sink into calm moments rather than trying to make them large and important, to hear him ask for what he needed rather than trying to be strong for everyone else.

Cas smiled as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat up, the other side of the bed was cold and unmade; Dean must have slept in their bed once he was done with the dresser rather than coming all the way downstairs.

The dresser… Cas buried his face in his hands in a moment of self-indulgent embarrassment. He’d loved the dresser in the store, how whimsical and thrown together it looked, like something made by the fair folk. He’d always loved stories about magical portals and something in him had just reached out with a childish wonder that had surprised him. He didn’t care that it wasn’t practical, didn’t care that the wood was the wrong colour and that they had nothing to put in the thing, he had wanted it, and Dean, because he was a selfless, wonderful man who did everything he could to make Cas happy, had indulged him. Dean was the handy one out of the two of them, but he had said that in exchange for purchasing it, he wouldn’t help put it together and Cas had agreed. He had wanted to honour that promise.

Of course, there was a reason that Dean was the handy one. Cas was pretty sure he’d lost his mind somewhere around hour four, abandoning the instructions completely and trying to cobble together some parts from memory alone.

Cas padded up the stairs to the bathroom, grimacing in the mirror at how red his face was at just the memory of his mini-breakdown. Dean had been so sweet about it, telling him that it just needed tweaking when Cas knew very well that Dean would have to pull the whole thing apart and start again.

Once he’d taken care of business and brushed his teeth, he made his way to the main bedroom and opened the door.

The dresser was the first thing he saw, placed on the far wall directly opposite the door. It looked just as magical and full of secrets as it had in the store, each compartment a beautiful mystery. It clashed horribly with the rest of the room but Cas didn’t care, it was perfect.

He turned to look for his boyfriend, to thank him for fixing it and to apologise for his overreaction the night before. But Dean wasn’t there, he wasn’t curled up under the covers, sleep-warm and soft—in fact, it didn’t look like the bed had been slept in at all.

“Dean?” he called, expecting to hear a reply, from the bathroom, from the kitchen downstairs, from anywhere, but there was only silence.

Maybe Dean had gone out already? Cas glanced at the clock, it was barely 9 am. He looked back at the dresser, frowning, and then noticed a small, yellow square of paper stuck to one of the compartments on the top row. Curious, Cas bent down to read it.

Open last.

Cas tilted his head and scanned the other compartments for any other instructions, but there weren’t any. So, leaning back a little, half-expecting one of those fuzzy snake things to leap out at him, Cas opened the top left drawer.

Inside was a mixtape. Cas picked it up to look at the label. Dean’s Top 13 Zepp Traxx. Still confused, but smiling a little, he opened the next compartment along, this one didn’t pull out like the previous drawer, but instead there was a small shutter to lift, revealing another mixtape. This one was labelled Cas’ Happy Tunes.

Cas knew that Dean liked to make tapes. He’d spend hours on them and listen to them only in his car. He didn’t show them to Cas, or let him riffle around in the box on the floor of the passenger seat. They were, in fact, one of the only things that Dean didn’t share with him, his only secret hobby. Cas had always been insanely curious, and sometimes Dean would play one of the tapes on long road trips and get him to try and guess the title Dean had given it. So far, Dean said that Cas hadn’t got a single one right. Not that he was allowed to check.

Cas moved on to the next compartment, pressing on the wood gently so the door popped open. This tape was labelled Why I Love Him. Cas felt the smile on his face creep ever wider.

He kept on opening the compartments until there was only one left. There were eleven tapes in total, not including the first three, they were titled:

Second Date Mix

Songs That Sound Like Him

Valentine’s Day 2017

He Loves Me Too

Dean’s Sad Music

Holiday Tunes

Cheer up, Grumpy-Butt

When I Knew

He laid them all out carefully on the carpet next to him, and stared at the small cupboard with the yellow post-it on it for a long time.

“Open it,” came Dean’s soft voice from behind him, though how long he’d been there Cas couldn’t say. He didn’t look back at him. This one would be important, he knew; when he opened the final piece of the dresser, everything was going to change. He stood—as the indicated drawer was a little too high for him to comfortably open from his knees—and reached forward with a shaky hand to flip up the latch to open the drawer. There was a slight rustle behind him that he barely heard as he peered in. It was empty. Cas drew in a breath as he turned to ask his boyfriend what was going on and found Dean on one knee, a mixtape in his palm, the label face-up and clear as day and the breath caught in his throat.

Our wedding playlist???

“Dean,” Cas exhaled, tears pricking his eyes. Dean looked unsure for a moment, and fumbled with the tape, almost dropping it as he scrabbled for his pocket.

“I’ve got a ring too,” he said quickly, pulling out a black velvet box from his jeans. He was still in last night’s clothes, his jaw unshaven. Had he slept at all? “I know you hate the idea of a proposal without a ring.” He flipped open the box to reveal a simple, elegant band of white gold and Cas was still struggling to kick his brain into gear or indeed do anything but gape at Dean like a confused fish.

Apparently, his silence stretched on too long for Dean, who swallowed, looking nervous. “I’m sorry it seems kind of thrown together,” he said, beginning to ramble. “I bought the ring months ago. I wasn’t exactly planning to do this over a dresser, but you said it looked like it was full of secrets, and you’ve always said my tapes are like a secret and I just thought it was different, you know? A bit more… us?”

“Dean,” Cas said again, falling to his knees and taking Dean’s stubbled chin in between his hands. He felt tears beginning to fall from his eyes and he couldn’t care less. “It’s perfect. Yes, I’ll marry you. Of course I will. I love you so much.”

“Love you too.” Dean countered, his voice raspy. Cas pulled him in and Dean reached for his left hand, slipping the ring on without breaking the kiss. They kissed and kissed until Cas tasted the salt of their mingled tears, until he felt so giddy that he had to laugh, and his laugh set Dean off laughing and soon they were just holding each other, Cas’ face buried in Dean’s neck, Dean clutching him as though he never wanted to let go.

“I’ve never been more glad to be useless at carpentry,” he mumbled.

Dean chuckled again before pulling back, his eyes shining and happy and beautiful. Cas felt joy swelling within him, filling up every dark corner that Dean had found light in. Yes, of course he would pledge himself to this man forever; this brave, kind, thoughtful man who listened to him like he was interesting and loved him like he was worthy. Truth be told, he already had a long time ago.

#prompts #prompt me #spn fanfic #supernatural #Destiel #fluff #au #fanfiction #writing #TibbinsWrites

49 notes · View notes

apharine · 4 years

Note

something,, with rose,,, and piers,,,, ahhhh

Here you go Nonnie!! Sorry it's a couple days late - between finishing up La Vie en Rose and going back to work things have been a little busy! But I really hope you enjoy this <33

Requests for headcanons/drabbles involving Chairman Rose are open!

---

“Piers, I’m sure there must be a way we can come to see eye-to-eye,” Rose says, resisting the urge to fold his arms across his chest and instead resting his hands, folded together, on the steel-gray desk in front of him.

“Bloody hell,” Piers sighs, leaning back in his chair so only two of its feet are on the ground. Rose feels a tiny twinge of a frown creasing his eyebrows - he doesn’t love being cursed at, and he wishes Piers would approach this a little more maturely - but smooths it back down. “Mate, there’s no way for us to compromise. You want me to move the gym to a Power Spot. There’s no Power Spot in Spikemuth. I’m not leaving my city. It’s that simple.”

“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it as many times as necessary, Piers,” Rose sighs. “The Galar Pokemon League’s utilization of Power Spots is what allows us to achieve worldwide fame. We have something here in Galar nobody else in the world has. Power Spots and Dynamaxing is an essential part of our brand. We have to unify behind it.”

“That’s not my brand,” Piers grunts. “My brand is strength without gimmicks. I’m the third strongest Trainer in all of Galar, and I don’t Dynamax my Pokemon. Don’t you think that draws people in, people wantin’ to see what’s so great about me and my gym? Don’t you get that my being an individual who goes against the grain is actually part of what makes people want to come to Spikemuth?”

Rose frowns, sitting back in his chair and dropping his hands from his desk, setting them on the armrests of his very plush leather executive office chair. The fingers of one hand drum a little absently, a little in irritation on one armrest.

“If all our Gym Leaders acted the way you do - as an individual, setting their own needs above the needs of Galar - we’d have no unity behind the Gym Challenge whatsoever,” Rose says.

“Everyone else can’t act the way I do, though,” Piers grins, “because they don’t have my talent. Not on the battlefield and not on the stage, either.”

Right. The stage - which is arguably Piers’ first love, even above and beyond battling. Of course he’s unwilling to move his gym; it’s also his concert venue, and his music is known internationally for being the thing to put Spikemuth on the map.

Rose begins feeling like he’s fighting a losing battle, which isn’t a feeling Rose is very used to having. It’s almost a little welcome, though, if he’s honest with himself.

“Look,” Piers says, setting the front two legs of his chair back down on the ground with a thump. “You haven’t been out to my Gym in literally forever. Actually, you haven’t even set foot in Spikemuth as a whole in for-fucking-ever,” he adds, more than a little accusingly. Rose feels the frown in his brow come back. “Come see me battle and put on a concert sometime. I’m sure I can convince you that we don’t need a Power Spot to draw in huge crowds and huge fans. And I’m sure I can show you how badly Spikemuth needs help, too.”

Rose sucks in a breath. The idea is tempting.

“Ms. Oleana?” He asks, turning to his Vice President-slash-personal-assistant, who hovers over his right shoulder. “When’s the earliest I could make it out to Spikemuth for Piers?” The man is a pain in the ass, but Rose stands by his earlier words - the two of them need to find a way to compromise. As Chairman, he absolutely can just order the Spikemuth Gym be up and moved. But if he’s honest, he likes Piers - likes his individuality, likes his style, his confidence in himself.

It reminds him of himself, when he started Macro Cosmos. Except, he thinks, he was quite a bit more…refined. Not that that matters - not really. Talent and skill should always recognize talent and skill where it’s seen, in whatever form it comes in.

“I’m putting on a show next Saturday, and taking on another round of Gym Challengers,” Piers offers, looking tentatively hopeful, but still guarded.

“You have two fundraisers that day and then have to travel 4 hours to prepare for a conference with some Unovan executives,” Oleana informs Rose, scrolling through his calendar on her phone.

“All right,” Piers breathes, clearly trying to stay patient. “How about the Friday after that?”

“Opening ceremony of the Gym Challenge,” Oleana quips.

“Are you not going to that?” Rose asks Piers sharply, but he declines to respond.

“Tell you what, how ‘bout instead of havin’ me throw dates out there, I just let you tell me when’s the earliest you’re free.”

Rose is tempted to say that’s what he had originally asked Oleana to do, but he stays quiet.

“Mr. Rose would be free on a Saturday evening…eight weeks from now,” Oleana says after a few precise swipes.

“What the fuck,” Piers says flatly.

“Believe it or not, Piers, it’s not easy being me,” Rose sighs, and for a moment, he feels tired - tired to his very bones, older than he really is.

“Join the fuckin’ club,” Piers retorts. Rose shakes the tired feeling off at his words; he knows that Piers isn’t going to be one to have much sympathy for him, not when Piers feels as if Spikemuth’s plight is the most important thing in the world. But it’s not; the impending energy crisis is.

Though it’s not as if Rose can exactly just tell Piers that, though again, he wishes he could. He wishes, for a brief, sharp moment, that he could find sympathy, care, in another human being - any human.

When the silence stretches on, Piers huffs.

“Fine, eight weeks from now, Saturday,” he agrees. “Doors are at 7PM. I’ll make sure you have a backstage pass so you can visit the star of the show before and after, if you’re so inclined.”

“That’s very generous of you, Piers,” Rose is saying, but Piers is already standing from his seat. He turns from Rose with a quick wave of his hand.

“Later, Chairman, Oleana,” he says, moving towards the elevator.

Rose sighs and runs one hand along his long curl of hair.

“Sir?” Oleana is saying. “Shall I put that on your schedule?”

“Yes, please, Ms. Oleana.”

#apharine chats #chairman rose #piers #answered asks #requests #pokemon #drabbles #Anonymous

19 notes · View notes