#i mean personally i love it when shit gets messy so i hope it Hurts So Bad or at least Goes Downhill

[itsmealaiah]

HIIII I LOVE UR WRITING SO HERES MY REQUEST🧌

Billy fucking the (female) reader and degrading her ‘cause she talked with some random guy at the supermarket. HE WAS JEALOUS. Mad jealous. THANKSSSSSSA❣️❣️❣️

🤭 yes thank you for requesting ❤️

Fucking apologise

(not my gif 🫶)

pairing: 2015 bill x fem (im in love with this era 😭)

synopsis: when bill sees reader talking to an old friend by coincidence at a supermarket when reader are both shopping, he gets pissed off, and fucks the living shit out of reader until reader apologises.

MDNI ⚠️ tags/ warnings: smut, p in v, harsh dom! bill, degradation, dirty talk, begging, cursing, head (slightly; f receiving), usual smut features here 😏, slut shaming, use of the word wh0re

a/n: i actually hate tests

f/n means friends name (i hope 😗)

Your POV:

"Bill does this look good to you?" I ask, holding fruit up for him to see., examining it, trying to decide if it was ripe or not. "Hmm, yeah it looks okay, put it in the cart" He replies, and walks away to get more of the items, leaving me all by myself, strolling through the aisles of food when I see someone oddly familiar, perusing the shelves of items. I get a closer view, and recognize him, the angle of his face making me able to identify who he is. My old friend from primary school, f/n. I gasp, and he turns around, a smile building on his lips. "y/n! I haven't seen you in so long! How have you been?" He asks, wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug, the air escaping my body. "I've been good" I gasp once again, trying to relieve myself from his grip. "oh! sorry" he apologises, letting go. "didn't mean to hurt you" he says, his smile fading. "nono, it's okay, just took me by surprise, thats all" I pass him a light smile, showing him it was okay.

"That's good, so what are up to these days?" he questions, leaning onto the handle of his cart. "Not much, I met someone" I say, and he oo's. "Who?" He asks, and I blush. "you might know him, I think he went to our school when we were little" I face down on the ground. "I might, tell me more" I think for a moment, trying to remember the features of bill when we were younger. Black hair, loose clothing, and a sweet attitude even when people were bullies to him. "Bill kaulitz? that ring a bell? His hair was always messy, but it looked so adorable" I gushed. "Ohh! Him! I remember him! He was always so kind to me" His smile grew bigger. "Yeah, we've been dating for about three years now" my face reddens, and f/n laughs. "you must really love him, huh?" He questions, and I nod. "mhm" I mumbled. "Y/n!" I hear someone call, sounding like bill? His footsteps make their way down the aisle, one of his hands resting on my shoulder. "Who's this?" He asks, gazing down at me.

"I'm f/n, nice to meet you! y/n was just telling me how great of a person you are" He says with a bright smile. Bill only nods, a small 'mhm' leaving his mouth. "He was my old friend from primary school, I haven't seen him in forever" I look at bill, a frown lying on his face. My heart sinks at his facial expressions, knowing he must be mad. "Y/n said you went to school with us" f/n tries to lighten up the conversation, drifting my attention away from bill. "She was blushing so hard when she mentioned your kindness" He laughed, slapping my arm playfully. Bill didn't respond, his face only darkening in what seemed to be anger. "Well it was nice to see you again" I laughed nervously, taking the cart and bill away to another aisle. "What the fuck was that?" He hissed, eyes blazing with hate. "Just a friend" I murmured, picking up an item and placing it in the cart.

"Just a friend?" He chuckles darkly, his hand grasping my arm so im facing him, seeing the absolute, pure jealousy swimming in his eyes. "Yes!" I exclaim, pulling myself away along with the cart to the checkout. He follows suit, mumbling curses under his breath as the person working slides the groceries under the scanner one by one, watching them intently, waiting for them to finish. "Your total is fifty-five-seventy" the woman states, clicking on the screen in front of her. I put my card into the keypad, and we get out of the store, bill lurking behind, his hand on my waist. "When we get home, you're gonna fucking wish you never talked to f/n" He snarls, opening the car door and steps in while I place the groceries in the backseat.

"Bill!" I screamed while his tongue dug into my clit even more, more than what seemed even humanly possible, my hands on the edge of ripping the crisp, white bedsheets as I bucked my hips up near his face as he happily licked up all the juices leaking out of my aching pussy. "mmph, please bill, s'too much!" I moaned, while his fingers explored my folds, rubbing small circles. "Pleas-agh!" choked sobs left my lips as he continued, his nose sometimes nudging over the spot that made me melt. His tongue piercing was heavenly, the coldness of the metal up against the heat of my core was a mix of pleasure and pain. My orgasm was slowly creeping up, the knot forming in my lower stomach, as my cries echoed through the room. "Bill! gonna- c-cum!" I slurred, my words jumbling over each other.

He pulled away, and I whined. "Come back! Please!" I begged, trying to reach up for him, but he pushed my hands down back to my sides. "Shut the fuck up, you think you deserve to cum? After what you did?" He laughed meanly. "You don't deserve shit" He grabbed my jaw so I was looking into his eyes. I was about to roll over, to try and sleep, when he pinned me down, arms surrounding the sides of my head. "Listen, you little slut, you're gonna cum when I say so" he lifts one arm so its resting on my jaw once again, staring straight into my fearful and fucked out-eyes. "and only when I say so, you got that you whore?" He demands. "Please" I sigh, too desperate for him, to return to pleasuring me and my body.

He tears off his remaining clothes, revealing his hard erection, pre-cum leaking from the reddened tip, my mouth wide open. He strokes himself slowly, and I gasp. "Like what you see you little whore?" He grins wickedly, rubbing the head of him against my soft folds, making me whimper, the teasing too fucking much to handle. "Bill-Oh!" I cry out, his hands grabbing hold of my hips, as he pounded in and out, my body rocking from the force of his dick, sliding from my body never fully, and thrusting back in each time. "Fucking slut" He pants, lips beginning to work at my neck, marks consuming the skin as he bites the flesh, tugging it with his teeth. "who's the one who only can make you feel like this?" He demands, slowly up just a bit. "Y-you" I whine. His cock brushes up just right near the spongey spot again, whorish moans exiting my mouth.

He pulls away from my neck, and I see his face, lips swollen and pink, his eyes half-open, the way his chest is heaving up and down fastly, making me nearly cum right then and there. I snap out of my trance as he fills me up fully again, his hips rocking against mine, small little marks sure to form there as well. "Taking me so well my slut" he whispers, leaning down to my ear. "Cumming!" I yell for the second time. "Not yet" He growls, slapping my thigh. I wince, my eyes momentarily shutting. His cock begins to twitch, signaling he's on the verge of bliss as well, as he falters just for a second.

"mm-cumming, cum with me baby" he utters, low and sultry, the ropes of his cum filling my insides, as I cry out, arching my back. "Cum, now" he whispers, still inside of me. I oblige, my release consuming my entire being, my legs shaking from the thunderous force as I cum on his dick and lower abdomen. I fall weak against the pillows, and bill pulls out, grabbing some tissues to wipe me up. "you sorry?" he asks, eyes blazing with a hint of anger, and i nod. "wise answer" he lies down next to me, plopping down with a sigh as he closes his eyes, arms finding my waist, forcing me into his close embrace as I struggle to grasp sleep.

He snuggles his head into my chest, little noises of thanks spewing out from his mouth. I close my eyes, praying that I fall asleep, and soon enough I do. However, the thought of bill being so possessive keeps ringing back in my head. Do I really want a boyfriend who's always jealous?

#bill kaulitz fanfic #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz #itsmealaiah #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz x reader smut #bill kaulitz x you

[northsoulss]

I don’t know if you request are still open but imagine Elisa de Almeida with S/O that’s really pretty but has a resting B face, always look tired or about to say something rude BUT she has the kindest soul, she always has a nice attitude, and is basically unable so say rude things to son because she’ll feel bad. ( my friend is like this she literally is the nicest human I’ve ever met)

softie - elisa de almeida

(a/n : hi anon! thanks for the request! this is actually my first request so i hope i did it justice! xoxo)

all your life, you have been told that you looked like a bitch by those who don’t know you very well. it did affect you when you were younger, not understanding why people thought of you that way even though you never acted like one. eventually, as you grew up, you stopped caring and instead, you started to embrace it.

you stopped trying to smile more, to look more “friendly”. you started to relax your face, and occasionally get thrown judgmental stares by the general public when you are out and about. especially since you play football, word spreads fast that psg is housing a cold-hearted striker.

that’s what you were known as. “cold”. your friends know better though. they know you were fearlessly loyal, and literally the nicest, and sweetest person alive.

you were known to be powerful and ruthless on the pitch, not taking shit from anyone. however, what the media and the fans didn’t see were the fond smiles shown to your teammates after each game, the gentle acts of services that you always provided; helping your teammates get coffee, being the first the volunteer when people needed help with something. too bad the fans didn’t see you that way.

the day rumours did start to spread like wild fire that you were dating the well known charismatic defender marked the start of your reputation crashing down. there were comments from fans like, “oh my god, how do they even work?”, and you gotta admit that sometimes it does hurt.

whenever you post your usual content on instagram and elisa comments on it with her usual “❤️”, your comment section gets real messy.

it’s easy to say that people just didn’t get why or how you two worked. you, the ruthless, cold-hearted woman, dating elisa, who was charming and bubbly, and to say the least, very smiley.

however, a few months ago, sakina posted on her instagram story a video of elisa just talking, but there you were in the background, staring with a love sick smile. needless to say, you thought the unsolicited comments would start to dial down now that your fans have seen the other side of you, but that was not the case.

“hi baby!” your voice sounds out from the hallway, sitting down to untie your shoes when you feel elisa looming over you. you look up at her with an awkward smile, seeing her with an amused smile with hands on her hips.

“hi.?” you are now confused, and elisa only laughs, taking out her phone and typing something before showing it to you. it was an edit of you, which you were shocked that she watched.

“you watch edits of me baby?” you question, brow raised trying to see her reaction, but she only shakes her head, pointing at the caption instead.

“has our fierce striker turned soft.? what?” you read out, face scrunched up into a frown as you start looking through the comment section. aside from the usual thirsty comments, one in particular caught your eye.

“oh i knew she was a big softie.. what the hell do you mean you knew?!” you practically yell at her phone, utterly shocked. you watch the edit again to see what they meant and you saw it. the clip of you staring at elisa, with eyes practically forming hearts with a fond grin.

“so.. not so cold anymore eh?” she takes the phone back and leans down so that her nose touches yours. she stares into your eyes with her piercing gaze, and you immediately shove her away, obviously flustered. you mumble a “no..” under your breath, trying to continue with what you were doing before elisa interrupted you.

“well, softie. i think things are about to get alot more interesting at our next match.” she hoists you up from the hallway bench and kisses you, lips searingly hot. you only kiss back with just as much energy, groaning when she presses you against the wall. at least now people know you aren’t just some bitch.

©️northsoulss 2023, all rights reserved.

#elisa de almeida #elisa de almeida psg #elisa de almeida fluff #elisa de almeida x reader #élisa de almeida #lgbtqia #woso #woso fluff #woso x reader #woso fanfics #wlw #wlw love #wlw post #psg #psg feminines x reader #psg feminines #psg women #psg football

[unknown-lab]

Unrequited Echoes of the Heart

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x fem reader

Characters: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Shoko Ieiri, a random perfect girl

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Delulu, unnoticed reader, angst?

It is an undeniable fact that walking down the hallway during break time was the best moment of the day. Why? Some people say it's because they can finally get their ass out of the classroom, walk to the toilet and finally take the shit they held in for hours. While some say they get to gossip among their cool friends. Well, in your case, you get to watch your crush from afar.

"Haaaah~ Class is finally over." Shoko, who is sitting right next to you spoke and yawned at the same time, making it inaudible.

"..." You were staring at her, but it is obvious your mind is wandering elsewhere.

"What's wrong? Anything on my face?" She grabbed the travel mirror from your bag to inspect her own face, making sure there was nothing weird on it.

"Do you still remember Gojo?"

"Huh? That tall ass guy from our class last year?" She closed the travel mirror, handing it back to you.

"Yeah."

"Yeah, what's with him?" She had her elbow on the table, propping up her chin, looking at you.

"I think I like him." You said with a straight face while arranging your messy desk.

"What???" Her eyes widen, looking at you unbelievably.

"What do you like about him? His looks? His height? His personality? This is so sudden what the hell?"

"Maybe all." Your lips curled up looking at her disgusted face.

"But, didn't you have a crush on him last year already? Why him again this year?"

"Shoko, you know how much I want a boyfriend. Everyone already has their own. Including you." You gave her an eye roll sarcastically.

"And you know what happened. You got rejected." She sarcastically returned the sarcasm.

"..."

"Get your ass up, I wanna see him. He's probably playing badminton with Geto." You stood up while pulling Shoko's right arm together.

"Ugh, I hate you so much."

"I love you too."

We walked to the badminton court, sitting in the resting area. There are a total of 6 badminton courts available, and we chose the seat closest to the court Gojo and Geto are playing.

He has a smile radiant with happiness, sometimes he will show his white and shiny teeth when he grins after hitting a smash. He looked pretty from every angle. His height, his facial features, his body shape, everything about him is ideal. Maybe that's why you were attracted to him once again, after a cruel one-sided heartbreak.

"Oi, stop staring. You're making it super obvious." Shoko is trying to look for the positive points on Gojo that attracted my attention. She can't understand why people like him. He's an asshole, causing trouble in class, loud, and inelegant. She can't find anything better than his looks and height.

"Shoko, do you think I have a chance with him?" I turned to her, hope glimmering in my eyes.

"Umm... Probably no- I mean, 50/50." She looked guilty when she said that. She knows very well what happened last year will repeat, but she doesn't want to hurt your feelings by being too straightforward.

-And this is when your delulu started-

"Shoko! Shoko! I saw him 3 times today in the hallway!!"

"Shoko! I had 0.000000001 millisecond eye contact with him today ahhhhhhhh!!!"

"Shoko he turned to look at me!!"

"..."

Shoko gave up. It's already the second week, she had to bear all your tiny tiny interactions(??) with Gojo, every single day. The way you blushed when he walked past you, the way your eyes followed his back until his silhouette disappeared around the corner. She had enough, she needs to stop this torture. Without you knowing, she went to Geto after school. They are actually childhood friends so they're pretty close together.

"Geto." Gojo was absent on that day, so she turned his chair around to face Geto.

"Hmm? Need anything?" He shifted his sight from the book in his hand to Shoko, who is sitting right in front of him.

"Yeah, very important." She got a deep breath before continuing.

"Do you still remember Y/N?"

"Yeah, I see her almost every day, in the resting area with you."

"I need your help." She looked into his eyes firmly, as if it's a situation between life and death.

"Y/N has a huge crush on Gojo. Again."

"... I think she took 'never give up' too seriously." He chuckles, covering up the book in his hand and put it on his desk.

"Agreed. So are you helping or not? And What is the percentage of succeeding?"

"I'm afraid it's impossible. But I'll try my best."

"Ugh, I also have the same thought, but I don't want to make her sad again. She looks so happy having delusional thoughts."

"I'll see what I can do."

Shoko thanked him and walked back home that day. Although she's prepared you won't be getting your happy ending after what Geto said, but she still has faith in Geto helping you out.

Another normal day, same routine. The bell rang, you and Shoko walked to the resting area. You were expecting Geto and Gojo to play together. Instead, you saw another girl right beside Gojo, playing with him. Both of them were teaming up against Geto. She was pretty. Her straight and black shoulder-length hair. Her facial features. Her body shape. She caught your eyes easily, not because she was standing right beside Gojo, but because of herself. Looking from afar, you can feel Gojo smile more than usual. You thought she was just there for fun, so you dismissed the thought of Gojo having an interest in her. The next day, she's still there. The day after, she's also there. She was there for the whole week. You started to see her walking around with Gojo every time you walk past them. She'd sometimes look for Gojo in his classroom even though she is 1 year older than us. You weren't bothered, she may have feelings for Gojo too, but Gojo wouldn't return his feelings. He rejected so many girls, including you. There's no way he'll out of nowhere have interest in this senior.

Good times always come to an end. The moment you realised Gojo always waited for her to keep her badminton equipment before going back to his classroom, even though he had already packed everything up and was ready to go back before her. It made your heartache. You knew damn well you shouldn't be feeling this. He isn't yours. Your delusional thoughts are corrupting your mind, making you think he wouldn't be in love with someone else. You thought one day you'll be the one staying by his side, admiring his smile not from afar any more, but right beside him. In reality, there he is, waiting for her, walking with her every single day. And that girl isn't you.

#jjk gojo x reader #jjk gojo satoru #jjk gojo #gojo satoru #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #gojo x reader #jujutsu gojo #gojo saturo #satoru gojo #suguru #gojo satoru x female reader #gojou satoru x reader #jjk satoru #jujutsu kaisen satoru #gojou satoru x you #geto #gojo #gojo jjk #gojo angst #satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru angst #romance #school #unrequited love #delulu #delusional #shoko ieiri #jjk shoko

[marksbear]

if u write for the Riddler, can you do a m.reader x Riddler where the reader works for the police and is secretly dating him? Maybe with dom/sub undertones where the reader is the one with full control — ⚰️

It would be my first time for writing him! I hope you like the fic my friend! ⚰ I chose to write the riddler from the batman movie, but if you want the one from Gotham just simply tell me!

SUB RIDDLER X DOM COP MALE READER

"Edward-- No I mean fucking Riddler. When the hell are you gonna lay off the murder and torture."

Edward nervously turns around from his messy desk looking up at Y/n. Y/n holds the loaded gun to Edwards head. "Y-Y/n! uhm. I--" Edward chokes on his earning a laugh from Y/n.

"I'm only joking with you Ed." Y/n says putting his gun back in the holster. "But seriously lay off some. You're getting out of hand with this. And plus my boss is gonna give me more hours since all the shit you're going." Y/n puts his hand on his boyfriend's head giving his forehead a light kiss.

"I promise you that Batman sees you Ed. Everyone sees you. Your the talk of the office all the time." Y/n says pulling his boyfriend up off his chair. "Just be careful Ed. I love you too much to see you get hurt. And I don't wanna see you inside those bars. So promise me you're gonna be careful."

"I promise Y/n. I'll be careful."

"Good boy." Y/n responds back giving him a light kiss on the lips before sitting him back down on his chair. Edward looks up at Y/n in a trance. "You can continue what you were doing." Y/n tells his boyfriend giving the back of his head one last kiss before leaving the room.

Moments like that terrified Edward. Even though Y/n and him were dating for a long time and he knew that Y/n loved him no matter what it still scares him.

Theres no telling that one day Y/n isn't joking and actually shoots him or arrests him. He hated the way Y/n was fully in control. Y/n always had control over him since day one.

Edward thought once he revealed his little villain persona to Y/n that Y/n would be scared of him. He wanted to bow down to if he was some sort of king, but Y/n half other plans. Once Edward revealed himself as the Riddler Y/n already had a gun to Edward.

"I already knew. But thanks for telling me. I figured it was you a long time ago love. But since I love you too much to give you to my evil co-workers i'll leave you alone. But don't think I won't hesitate to take you down my love." Y/n confesses putting the gun on a flat surface before stalking up to his boyfriend.

"You look cute with your little costume. I like it on you." Y/n kisses the top of the mask where the head is supposed to be before leaving Riddler alone with his thoughts.

Editor Bear!: Because I felt like the fic was too short I added some headcanons!

Edward would leave Y/n tiny messages on his victims. It would be for Y/n to only recognize it. And sometimes would use the little riddle cards to communicate with Y/n using letters to spell out words.

Y/n hides / takes anything that can get Edward caught.

Y/n using his car sirens to get through traffic so he can pick up Edward after work.

Edward and Y/n exchange riddles back and forth during lazy days.

Edward picking up habits from Y/n. Like how Y/n studies information, drinking coffee,

Edward passes around the idea of you joining him to be a villain.

Y/n giving Edward private information about the person hes stalking about. Like giving him personal files about the person.

Edward standing in the background watching Y/n alongside the other officers work.

THE END!

#edward nygma #edward nygma x male reader #riddler x male reader #the riddler x male reader #x male reader #male reader #dc x male reader #the bear club

[onestopfanficshop]

being in a relationship with carmy: pregnancy edition

warnings/author's note: fem reader, language, one y/n is dropped but i think it's needed (at least i hope) 😟 bitches says they hate pregnancy tropes then go and write stuff like this (it's me i’m bitches)

gif is mine <3

carmy has zero experience with babies. literally NONE. if he's being totally honest with himself, they kind of scare him.

i know a lot of people have super creative pregnancy reveals and stuff, but i honestly feel like this would just be quiet and unplanned tbh. you would be in the bathroom. it's been over half an hour and you've peed on at least 5 of them now. you're looking at the digital display of the fifth test and it reads the exact same as the other four: Pregnant

meanwhile Carmy's in the kitchen and he hasn't even thought to himself where you’ve gone because he's in the zone

you call carmy’s name like three times before he finally hears you, comes over, and you quietly tell him it's unlocked and he come in

he comes in sweaty, hair all messy, towel tucked into the strings of his apron, and he's smiling at you until he sees the look on your face

"you okay, hon?"

you just wordlessly hand him one of the tests and he looks at it

reaction one: *silently stares at the test without blinking for at a good full minute*

reaction two: "how many of these did you take, honey? ...five? shit. okay."

reaction three: him sitting on the edge of the bath tub across from you and just looking at you

"are you okay? does it hurt?"

"not yet," you joke.

"i know it's unexpected, but… i think we're ready. we’re gonna be okay, yeah?"

and he just hugs you and you two stay like that for a while :,)

after your first trimester is over you finally start telling everyone (and i feel like carmy would love those three months of you two just keeping it to yourselves)

he doesn't care about the baby's gender as long as their healthy, but i feel like deep down, in a small crevice of my heart, that carmy is a girl dad

sugar would be the first person you told. she would most definitely cry and you hug you super tight before pulling away and saying "ohmygod! i shouldn't have hugged you that tight! did i hurt the baby??" to which you would laugh and assure her the baby couldn't feel anything. she would be so over the moon excited for you and carmy

michael would be the first person carmy tells. he drove down to his grave, but when he got there, it took him a little while to get out of his car.

"i know i haven't been down to visit you in a while, mike. m'sorry about that, i just... i dunno. the restaurant's keeping me busy, i guess. god, i wish you could've seen the place, mikey. we kept some of your plaques from the old office, put it in the new one. we, uh, we called it "mikey's corner" and... it just helps, y'know? having you be a part of it, a part of the bear. (y/n)'s keeping me pretty busy, too. that's why i came here, to talk to you, because.... she's pregnant. and to be honest with you, mikey? i'm scared. i'm fuckin' terrified, mikey, and i'm not even the one carrying the goddamn baby. i'm scared that i won't be a good dad. i just-- i love her so much, and she deserves that, y'know. she deserves the world. they both do. god, it feels fucking wierd to say that. it feels like now, my heart, it's... it's gonna be split in two different places. does that even make sense? i dunno. but... i know that if you were here, you'd tell me i'd be okay, and that everything's gonna be okay. that i'd be the best dad. and i'd believe you, michael. everything you say has a funny way of comin' true, y'know that? you would've told me i'd be the best dad, and i would've told you that you'd be the best uncle. i mean that. i love you, mikey. i miss you."

everyone at the bear is so excited to see what carmy would be like as a dad, especially tina. she always kisses you on the cheek whenever you walk into the bear and shoos away anyone that comes within a 6 foot radius of you 😭

when you and carmy told richie, he grumbled something about how the kid was gonna be a spoiled brat with unlimited access to free gourmet food??? you assumed that was his way of say congratulations and gave him a big hug anyways

"do you think they'll wanna be a chef like you, bear?" you asked one day.

"oh god. i hope the the fuck not."

sugar constantly dragging you to buy baby clothes! no, seriously. at this point, 80% of the baby clothes you have came from her

"sugar! they're gonna outgrow all of this!"

"who cares!? just make sure you let 'em know their aunt nat bought everything"

carmy secretly hopes the baby looks more like you because he doesn't find himself beautiful or anything (what a silly man 🙄)

he literally would not let you do ANYTHING for yourself 😭 if he sees you lift so much as a finger he freaks out

“carmy, i’m pregnant, not helpless! i promise you i can get myself a glass of water!

“honey, i know you can, i just don’t want you to.”

the delivery would be really hard for him to watch. not because of the blood or anything, but he just hates seeing you in any type of pain or distress

of course when he holds this tiny being that he helped create it's love at first sight

the next one is random but bear with me (pun not intended)

you best BELIEVE carmy is making his baby's food from SCRATCH when it's time to introduce solids. this man would spend hours on his computer after you and the baby were asleep, looking up the best foods to puree for babies and whatnot. he has nothing against pre-made baby food, but this man has two hands, a shit ton of produce, a michaels near by that sells mini mason jars, and a dream

literally just picture this man early in the morning, hair messy, apron on, with a bunch of mini mason jars cradled in his arms, and every vegetable known to man crowding the kitchen island. you're holding the baby on your hip and you're just looking at him like???? even the baby's like 👁👄👁. you just slowly back out of the kitchen and you're like "let's go, sweetheart. daddy's being weird. again."

#carmy berzatto headcanon #carmy berzatto fluff #carmy berzatto #carmy berzatto imagines #carmen berzatto drabble #carmen berzatto headcanon #carmen berzatto fluff #onestopfanficshop

[thikkiesixx]

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** means smut, if it doesnt have ** before the summary, theres no smut.

Multipart Fics~ most are still ongoing

junie baby ~ summary:  you’re a single mom living three trailers down. eddie thinks you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen. queue smiley face oatmeal, grossly misused power tools, desserts on the living room floor, a haircut, and an abundance of nerd metaphors. written by @luveline (i am so obsessed with this one it hurts, everything by this writer is so good.)

tear you apart ~ **summary: He knew every single button to push to piss you off. He was arrogant, obnoxious, and impossible. You were cold, unavailable - a nightmare. So why couldn’t you keep your hands off each other? written by @idiot-parade

seeing stars ~ **summary: A new girl with a mysterious air to her and a questionable past comes to Hawkins. She’s armed with a gauntlet of jewelry and the sharpest wit Eddie’s ever come across. After a chance encounter at a party, Eddie becomes a bit smitten with her. The problem is, she’s an unreadable brick wall when she’s sober. Will Eddie’s attentive persistence help him break down the walls she’s put up to protect herself from not getting hurt? Or will Eddie be the one who ends up with wounds to hide? A story about learning lessons the hard way when it comes to letting people in. Vulnerability and honesty will always be rewarded. Even if it doesn’t feel that way at first. written by @boogiewrites (personal fav, the smut is so good, and its so well written.)

take me on ~ summary: Your first day at Hawkins High sees you paired up on an English assignment with the apparently infamous Eddie Munson. With a heart still aching from the circumstances of your move, you eventually come to find that this unexpected partner of yours might be exactly what you’d been needing. written by @softmetalhead

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One-shots

move me, baby ~ **summary: Cheer tryouts are right around the corner. A wrench in his plans makes Eddie see you in a new light. He just hopes others haven’t noticed too. 6.7k words. written by @cryptidcasanova

do it yourself ~ ** summary: about how fucking sexy mechanic!eddie is and how he’d be a greasy mess and would either not want to get you dirty and have you do everything or he wouldn’t care and get you so so messy. 2.4k words. written by @maladaptive-day-dreams (im a whore for mechanic!eddie)

dumplin' ~ summary: : the stress of a new baby has your relationship at the worst it’s ever been, and eddie’s past childhood is worrying him sick about becoming a father. written by @rainylana

"looks like im going to prom" ~ **summary: he doesn’t want to go. he thinks you don’t either, until he catches you staring off into the distance with that look in your eye. written by @rainylana

"do you want to have sex" ~ **summary: after a long day of pointless arguments and a game of who has the biggest balls?, you find yourself face first into pillows and hands tied to a headboard. written by @rainylana (obviously i like this writer, good shit there)

so what is wrong with another sin ~ **summary: a random hookup at a bar that you haven’t been able to stop thinking about makes another appearance in your life in the most unexpected way. 6.4k. written by @augustslippedavvay

baby, when i think about you, i think about love ~ summary: you surprise eddie with tickets to see his favorite band live. 2.5k words. written by @augustslippedavvay

not alone tonight ~ summary: Life's weighing down on you more than it ever has before, but it's the middle of the night and there's only one person and revelation capable of easing your mind. 3.5k. written by @majestyeverlasting

downpour ~ summary: Eddie had been in love with you since the summer before freshman and came up with a perfect way to confess to you the summer after graduation. Too bad there's a rain storm coming. 3.5k words. written by @siempre-bucky

menace ~ summary: Telling a guy at a party that you have a boyfriend doesn't seem to deter him. Probably because that guy is your boyfriend and you're too drunk to realize. 4k words. written by @retrobutterflies

velvet kisses ~ summary: Your shitty job has you turning to your almost-boyfriend for help, making both of you admit the full extent of your feelings. 4k words. written by@ retrobutterflies

dead channels ~ summary:  Eddie finds dead channels on a walkie-talkie to vent about his feelings and everything he goes through. One day, you happen to stumble upon his frequency. 11k words. written by @robiin-buckley

outloud ~ summary: When you and Robin pass notes in class about Eddie Munson, the teacher calls you both out for it, confiscating the notes. To make matters worse, she reads the notes out loud catching the attention of the very special freak. written by@ iheartyouyou

good boy ~ **summary: good boy: she’s the girl next door. eddie is the metalhead freak who’s just barely clearing his name after a whole town fiasco. opposites attract but certainly not like this, and certainly not in the back of eddie’s van. 7k words. written by @peterthepark

insatiable girl (pt 2 of good boy) ~ **summary: following the events of good boy, eddie finds himself conflicted about your relationship. when he catches a case of the jealousy bug, eddie just has to show you how much you actually mean to him. written by @peterthepark

wrapped around your finger ~ **summary: when you see something you weren’t supposed to jealously pays you a visit. eddie can’t believe what’s gotten into his usually quiet girlfriend, but he has no problem reminding you that he’s yours. 7k words. written by @lilacletter

new sensation ~ summary: The flirty friendship you’ve always had with roommate!Eddie is threatened when a game of spin the bottle gets a little out of hand. Bed sharing, mutual pining, light angst, fluff, everyone is 21+. 8.4k words. written by @darkdarkroom (roommate!eddie is my FAVORITE trope, hits every single time.)

thick with desire ~ **summary: When your boyfriend Eddie’s shirt doesn’t fit, you start to feel like you don’t deserve him. But Eddie is having none of it, not when he finally gets to see how beautiful you are. 7k words. written by @gothbitchshit

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i have so many more if anyone would be interested in another post like this, like i said, ive read HUNDREDS of them LMAO.

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[eddieslittlefreak]

I really like it about Steddie that they kind of just.. get the best out of each other.

So first of all.

As we know Eddie was bullied mostly in all his life, yet he never seemed to care and kept on being himself. But maybe those mean words gave him some small cuts and when it’s late at night and everything in silent, he thinks about all of those insults he got in school. He laughs at some, and some of them hurt him.

And this is where Steve comes to the picture.

Steve doesn’t want Eddie to be anyone else. He not just accepts everything of his, but he straight up loves everything that Eddie is. And also everything that Eddie loves. Seriously. If Eddie mentions something new that Steve didn’t hear from him before, he goes absolutely feral. Like Eddie says he thinks old coins have some strange value he can’t even explain and boom. Steve shows up to him with some old coins, because he didn’t settle untill he found some in his father’s drawer.  Steve also likes to listen to anything that Eddie talks about. Maybe sometimes he doesn’t really understand what is going on, but he still stares at Eddie with those shiny, curious eyes of his and it actually makes Eddie feel like he cares. That Steve is interested in anything that Eddie has to say.

And when it’s late at night, nothing is silent anymore.

Steve has this habit, that when he feels safe with someone, he laughs and talks louder, because he knows - or hopes - that they won’t tell him to shut up. Eddie never does. He goes along with Steve’s bad jokes and always shit talks with him about anyone, even about people who he doesn’t know. Eddie shows Steve some of his music which turns out to actually match Steve’s taste. Well, he doesn’t know any of the artists, but he really likes the songs. He also really really adores to watch Eddie getting lost in the current song, just humming to himself while doing something else. Steve has trouble looking away from him even for a moment.

And when the clock shows that it’s 2am, Eddie knows that around this time his stomach is usually in a knot and he can’t shut his thoughts down. But nowdays, everything is much more different.  Most of the nights he has this beautiful boy lying on his chest, hugging his torso. Even when Steve falls asleep, Eddie stays up a bit more, just running his fingers through on Steve’s hair and smiling to himself. The ticking of the clock isn’t a sign of another night spent staying up in fear anymore.

And then there’s Steve.

He is clear with the fact that he wasn’t exactly a good person in the past, and this haunts him every day. He hopes he still have time to correct those mistakes. He have grown as a person in the last few years, but there is still more to go. We can say that sometimes he forces himself to change, because he is desperate.

Eddie calms him down.

When Steve is with Eddie, everything is okay. Usually when Steve meets someone new, they expect him to change after they get to know him. Most of the time it’s like that, but with Eddie it’s nothing even close to that feeling. Eddie doesn’t want him to change. He understands that there are things Steve would like to work on and he is there to help and support. He doesn’t want Steve to lock away any of these bad things. Just like Eddie doesn’t want Steve to cover any parts of his past. He knows Steve has been hurt and used multiple times before and he is terrified of Eddie leaving him. Here’s the thing; Eddie isn’t stressing about it, because he have decided to prove Steve that he will stay. That he will spend his life with him and do every single thing Steve ever wanted to try.  For a small start. Steve never had breakfast at the table in the morning, because most of the time he was alone, his parents nowhere near or in a rush. This is the first thing Eddie does. Once when Steve sleeps in his trailer, he wakes up earlier and makes some breakfast and puts it on the kitchen counter. When Steve stumbles out, his eyes still half closed, hair messy, and only wearing one of Eddie’s band shirts along with his boxers, he becomes speechless. Eddie just smiles, then walks up to him and presses a kiss on his boy’s lips, and honestly? He feels like a proud housewife. Steve is keep on asking “is this for me? will you stay and eat this with me?”. Eddie is nodding like crazy, the smile never leaving his face. He is happier than ever, because he can give Steve something he never got to experience before. And this is just the first little step towards all of those things they can try and do together. 

No one can argue with me that they are meant to be.

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[floralcyanide]

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⌯ 𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐲

Ethan Landry x Gender Neutral!Reader

Killing you wasn't a part of the grand plan between him and his family. But they had other ideas.

In which Ethan must make a choice.

warnings: death, major character death, murder, gore, blood, descriptions of murder, coarse language.

word count: 1300

author's note: I didn't feel like proofreading this tbh so I'm sorry if it flows weird or if details are messy. had a family death this morning and I'm coping by writing angst lol but I hope you all enjoy this.

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this fic has been cross posted to ao3.

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

It’s the grand finale of Ethan and his sister and father’s plan. They are going to get the ultimate revenge for Tara and Sam killing their beloved brother, Richie. And it doesn’t matter who gets in their way- except you. Ethan explicitly told Quinn and Wayne that you are stubborn and would probably try and prevent them from hurting Sam and Tara. They know how much Ethan cares about you, so they agree to make sure to leave you alone and unharmed. But that doesn’t go as planned. Wayne always had a weird gut feeling about you. He always thought that if you ever found out who Ethan and his family really were, you’d tell someone and would hate Ethan. Quinn doesn’t like anyone who dates her brother because none of them are good enough. So, both Quinn and Wayne agree to ignore Ethan’s pleas for your mercy because why do you deserve it so much?

Your heart is roaring in your ears as you stand in from of Tara and Sam, pleading with the now-revealed killers to spare the sisters and take you for a bargain instead.

“You don’t have to kill me. You don’t have to kill them, either. The police know I’m Ethan’s partner, and when they find out he’s one of the killers, they’ll do anything to keep me alive. Anything,” you beg, trying your best to get to Wayne by staring at him with tears in your eyes.

“I love Ethan. And I know he’s doing this for his brother, and so are you. But you don’t have to kill them. Just take me, and we can get out of here,” you say, and you can see Quinn’s face turn in disgust.

“Shut up, bitch!” she says, striking you across the face with her knife, leaving a nasty slice mark on your cheek, “You don’t shit about Richie. So stop your begging and whining.”

“I know everything. Ethan told me everything except his name and what he did. I know what he was like, and before his obsession, he wouldn’t have wanted this,” you grasp your cheek, blood gushing out between your fingers.

Quinn lurches for you, but Ethan grabs her by the hair and yanks her backward, “Leave them alone, Quinn! What did I tell you?” he growls in her ear with gritted teeth.

“Forget what he told you, Quinn,” Wayne mutters, his eyes not leaving yours, “This person claims to know Richie. Well, since you know him so well, you’d know he fought for what he wanted. And he wanted Samantha dead and everyone around her to suffer. So it’s your turn, I’m afraid.”

You back into Sam and Tara, your arms out to protect them behind you completely. The three of you back up until you’re near the stage platform. But then you realize you can’t go anywhere. The only way you were getting out of this was if Ethan killed his sister and father, and no one was worth that much by any means. And you understand that.

This wasn’t supposed to happen, Ethan thought. They were supposed to avoid you altogether.

Wayne moves forward quickly, snatching you by your shirt collar and pulling you to him. He spins you so your back is pressed to his chest, his knife pressed dangerously hard to your neck. Your hands struggle at Wayne’s arms as you try your best to tear them away from your body.

“Stop struggling, or I’ll cut your fingers off,” Quinn snarls, pulling your arms down and holding them together at your stomach. 

Quinn presses her own knife to your wrists, waiting for you to dare even to struggle. Ethan stands in front of you, hopelessness crossing his face. He doesn’t move, fearing that his family will cut you to pieces.

“Please,” Ethan whispers, “Don’t hurt them.”

“Oh, we won’t,” Quinn says, “But you will.”

Ethan’s blood runs cold, “What?”

“Ethan, you’re doing the honors,” Wayne smiles.

“No,” Ethan says, tears running down his face as he glances at Sam and Tara, who are holding each other, trying to devise a plan. They simply stare back at him with a bit of sympathy in their eyes.

“Would you rather both of us have our way with them? I don’t think you do, Ethan,” Quinn trails a finger down your face.

You tremble in terror, trying not to move a muscle, fearing you’ll be killed without a single thought. You look at Ethan, at first, with a pleading look to spare you. Then, upon realizing there was nothing either of you could do, you look at him with defeat and acceptance. 

“It’s okay, E,” you whisper, “I’ll be fine.”

Ethan grasps his hair with his hands, his knife still in his dominant hand, “Fuck.”

“Hurry and make a choice Ethan,” Wayne says, not knowing that Kirby is slowly approaching them from behind.

But Ethan doesn’t see her. He takes a deep breath before closing his eyes, “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too,” you cry. 

You gasp as a knife plunges into your sternum, pain radiating across your body from the impact. Kirby takes this opportunity to attack Wayne from behind and successfully does so. But Quinn grabs hold of you and backs away before Kirby can touch her. She has a blade to your neck once more.

You’re desperately gasping for air as your hands press against your sternum as hard as possible to keep the blood inside you.

“Why won’t you just die already?” Quinn screams in your ear, backing up as Kirby threatens her with the gun pointed.

“Keep moving, and I’ll slice their throat open,” the redhead seethes.

“Quinn, please,” Ethan weakly pleads with his hands up. Tara and Sam have taken Wayne’s knife and are now prepared to stab him at any given moment, “It’s over.”

“I don’t care if I die,” Quinn says proudly, “Richie would’ve wanted this.”

Everyone watches in horror as Quinn swipes the blade across your neck swiftly. You fall to the floor, hands flying to your neck wound as you hopelessly try to keep it closed to no avail. You look to Ethan, who is now running to you. Tara and Sam let him, knowing he wasn’t planning on hurting anyone else anymore.

“I’m so sorry,” Ethan sobs, running his hand through your hair, “It wasn’t supposed to be you.”

As blood curdles in your throat and you begin choking on the metallic liquid, you let go of your neck and shakily place your hand on Ethan’s face. The light leaves your eyes as you finally give in to the embrace of death. Sam, Tara, and Kirby have successfully subdued Quinn, who is now laughing as she fights her restraints.

Ethan ignores her and slowly looks up at Kirby, who is standing above you and him, gun aimed at his head.

“Kill me,” Ethan says weakly, “Please.”

Kirby shakes her head, “As much as I’d like to, I can’t do that.”

“Just fucking do it, please! I can’t live without them and know this is my fault!”

Kirby says nothing, and Ethan’s face flashes with anger as he lunges toward Kirby, who fires a fatal shot into his head. It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. But it did. And now Ethan lays beside you, blood pooling around his head as the last bit of oxygen in his lungs rushes out. As the adrenaline wears down, Kirby growls in pain as she holds her side where she was stabbed yet again. Tara and Sam rush to her as sirens approach outside. Quinn is now silent as she stares at her father, who is passed out from the previous attack, and her brother, who is now dead. 

Tara sits on the floor next to you, softly closing your eyelids. 

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[mushroom-witch-writes]

Empty Sounds of Hate

Chaper 1

Eddie Munson x f!reader

Genre: enemies to lovers, angst

Warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol/ smoking

Note: So this is my first story after a while, a bit shit , but that's okay cuz the next chapters will be angstier promse. Slightly proofread. Feel free to point out any warnings or typos I might have missed. love you all <3

Word count: 1.708

Just another day walking to school. You had just missed the buss of course ,but it gave you time to think so it wasn’t that bad. Music blasted in your ears and the cold morning breeze was hitting your face as a white, beat up van stopped  beside you. Not just any white beat up van, Munson’s van. “Morning poser, exercising to fit that sex bomb bad bitch persona are we?” the brown haired boy asked with a mocking tone “how bout you fuck off Munson? It’s 8 in the morning and I’m not in the mood for this” he laughed and licked his lips “oh you know how I love it when you get feisty y/n” you gave him the finger before he drove off and mouthed “prick”.

You and Munson had history , well , in your head at least. You used to go crazy over him when you first arrived to Hawkins. You tried on different styles to find what fits you best and hanging out with Harrington and his clique of assholes was the thing that made Eddie hate you. After Steve graduated you figured you should stick to your own personal style which for the most part matched Eddie’s ,but of course then he assumed that you’re just posing as something you’re not, like you had in the past.

School was hell. Not because something out of the blue happened, but because it was so boring. You were packing up your stuff next to Robin when she spoke “ So Steve said there’s a party at Claire’s tonight” she said with a smirk “ we could check it out, I mean spring break starts tomorrow “ you looked at her with a straight face “ a little fun can’t hurt I guess” you replied and she jumped up. Munson walked down the hall and Robin’s face instantly lit up , you mouthed a no to her but to no avail “ hey creep you should check Claire’s party tonight with us, good for business” she whispered the last part. “only if my favourite person tags along” he said with some theatrics here and there “now that I think about it I have a thing to do” you said smirking at him “ great so we’re all going” Robin said.

Evening came and you were all dressed up , wearing a short zip up leather skirt , leopard top , fishnet tights , hair all poofed up and messy , looking like a rock star’s wet dream. Your mom dropped you off at the family video to wait for your friends and then head to the party together. “…yeah I get it okay? I just think that the Lost Boys is the best vampire film till now” you argued with Steve “yea cause you have no taste y/n” That was when you heard a van pull up blasting Iron  Maiden “uh guys , why is HE here?” you asked half panicked. It’s not like you didn’t know that he was coming , just the fact that he would see you right now , in that lighting made you self conscious. Okay maybe you weren’t over the whole crush on Eddie Munson.

“ Does my hair look like a rat’s nest?” you asked Steve and he smiled mischievously “why do you care?” he replied as Munson walked in. When his eyes landed on you his entire brain shut off. “ Oh Munson don’t start” you said right of the bat before he could say anything. His palms were sweating and he couldn’t ,for the life of him, find the right thing to say. “No I was thinking… I’m really high right now…the lights in here probably freaked me out” he said finishing with an awkward laugh. You just stayed there just gawking at each other while Steve and Robin just stared in accomplishment. “ooookay we shall go” Robin finally said. They closed up and you all walked out the family video.

“ There’s this problem, Steve’s car is full of boxes and it only fits two, hope you have no problem riding there with Eddie?” Steve looked confused ,as always “No it’s no-“  Robin elbowed him “oh right, the boxes , yea, filled, sorry” he said. “ I hate you guys” you said and walked to Munson’s van . “ Ah princess, why is your carriage leaving without you?” he said while rolling a cig “ because this is my carriage tonight” you said showing him his van. He looked at you wide eyed and laughed while mouthing something along the lines of ‘these assholes’ “ okay , do you mind me smoking ? Actually don’t reply, I don’t really care. Hop in” this was going to be fun.

“ Seriously Munson, you enjoy smoking that?” you asked while you were rolling your own “ you’re not here to lecture me for smoking sweetheart you’re here t- oh ,ohhh look at that” he said when he heard the clicking noise of your lighter. He kept driving and you both laughed a little. The ride was quiet, you would both steal looks from each other. “hey Eddie, quick question” “I don’t think I’ll be replying ,but shoot” he said in monotone “ why do you hate me so much? I mean, have I done something to you?” ‘ yes you have been haunting my whole entire existence ever since you came and I can’t allow a person to come too close’ he thought but spat out “ I just don’t like you. No reason behind it other than the fact that you’re pretentious.”

You regretted ever asking. The car fell quiet again. He parked and you got out as quick as you could and slammed his door. He looked at you and cursed himself for being the asshole he is. You were hurt at his words ,but this wasn’t the time for this, tonight you were going to have fun. You walked in to find Robin.

Once you found her you took her hand and ran to the kitchen to get boose. “ so how was your ride” she asked smiling while you poured the drink in your cup. “ I still hate you” you replied smiling to hide the fact that his words popped in your mind again. “let’s go dance I don’t want to think about that asshole right now” you said after taking a big ship. She led you to the living room and you booth started dancing at the sound of ABBA. Yea you were into metal and rock , but no one can deny ABBA.

An hour passed and you were both drunk out of your minds. Steve was dancing with you after getting rejected by half the girls in the party. “ hey I’ll go get a refill, be right back” you probably shouldn’t drink more ,but tonight you wanted to feel numb. As you got to the counter where the drinks were , you were greeted by non other than Jack Miles. He was a douchebag sure , but he was also the school’s heartthrob right now. “ hey y/n , didn’t know these parties were your ‘scene’” he said with a soft smile. From the corner of your eye you noticed Eddie looking, you don’t know why but you were hoping he would get jealous.

“ it’s not my scene, I’m spicing it up” you replied smiling and looking for a filled bottle “looking for this?” he asked bottle in hand “ yea thanks” you said holding out your cup as he refilled it “ so y/n , we should hang out sometime” “ aren’t we hanging out now?” you asked with a smile leaning towards him “ sometime when we’re not both drunk out of our minds so I can do what I’ve been meaning to for so long” you batted your eyelashes at him “ and what would that be?” you asked trying to look as flirty as you could “well I really wanted to kiss you ,you know…” he said coming closer when all of the sudden you felt an arm around your shoulder. “ hey babe, missed you back there, oh hi Jack?” Eddie said “ yea yea Jack..ugh I gotta go I think the boys are ready to leave, see you around y/n” he said leaving.

You chugged your drink while Eddie laughed , threw his arm off your shoulder and ran out the house. He ran after you “ Did you see that guys face? Hahaaaa oh come on y/n that was funny as fuck” you turned to him “ what the fuck is wrong with you Munson?” he smiled down at you “oh did I fuck up your night love ?” you walked closer “fuck you Munson , I was having fun with that guy” you said angrier than ever.

 Steve and Robs walked out the house and saw you two arguing “hey what’s wrong” Steve asked carrying Robin “ Eddie the virgin Munson decided to spoil my fucking night because he can’t stand to see me having fun with someone” it was true , but not because he didn’t want you to have fun with someone ,but because he would kill to be that someone. “ you’re making it sound like I would ever give a damn about you. I fucked up your night and I couldn’t be happier” your eyes started welling up as you stepped even closer pulling his chin close to you “ don’t ever come near me again, I’m done with your bullshit, I’m done with you being a fucking piece of shit and I’m done with trying to put up with your shit. I fucking despise you Eddie Munson” you spat out with a trembling voice.

 He just looked at you , he didn’t move nor did he say anything. Just looked at the only girl he had eyes for walk away crying, because that’s what Eddie did. He fucked everything up and then did nothing about it. “ you are a jerk man” Steve said walking Robin to his car “ don’t go after her, not that you would. I’ll take her home. You should go home too” he told Eddie before he left.

#eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #enemies to lovers #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie angst #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie monson x y/n #stranger things fanfic #eddie smut #eddie munson fluff #stranger things #steve harrington #stranger things smut #stranger things 4 #robin buckley #fanfiction #eddie x y/n #stranger things season four #stranger things angst #fluff #steve harrington series #steve x eddie #steve harrington drabble #steve x reader #steve x billy #stranger things four #st s4 #st season 4

[francesderwent]

I share so many of your views, including about the problems with casual sex outside of a loving and monogamous relationship! I’m just wondering whether it feels weird to root for the TVD characters given that they’re almost all given to having multiple sexual partners, drinking CONSTANTLY, sleeping with each other’s siblings, etc :)

haha they are a MESSY group for sure!

okay, so I believe in universal moral truths. but what that means is that I believe that doing xyz is bad for people in each and every circumstances. it doesn't mean that doing xyz makes you a bad person, or an unlovable person. so I can root for TVD characters as easily as I root for all my friends who had messy lives in their twenties!!! it just means that rooting for them means hoping that they figure their shit out and stop hurting themselves!!!!

while I do take issue with the writing around sex in TVD sometimes, as a whole the Delena story is pretty damn on point. Elena enters this new period of her life where she's forever young, following all her urges, and indestructible to any consequences - i.e. the culture of hedonism in your teens and twenties. and when she's presented with the option, she freely and happily chooses to grow up, get married, and have children! vampirism represents unbridled lust, and TVD says "hmm no, what about marriage instead?" love that for me

#asks

[fourseasonscomeandgo]

mina gf headcanons

tw: slight cursing

you both were hitting on each other and no one had the least idea

i mean, she constantly made you panic but you didn't think she was FLIRTING

and you made her heart flutter but she didn't think YOU LIKED HER

and then drunk!sana outed you two

both of you were SHOOKETH to say the least

it was you who had to get your shit together and ask her to be your girlfriend

and you were crying, shaking, throwing up cause how the hell would this goddess of a woman say yes to you

BUT SHE DID

AND YOU'LL SHOW HER OFF

she gets a little insecure about your true feelings, but then you just come to a random person and just be like "DID YOU KNOW MINA IS MY GIRLFRIEND?" and she gets reassured you love her

you do it cause you know about her getting insecure

and because what the hell you're dating myoui mina, everyone bout to find out

she's smarter than all of us, so she was cautious at the time of starting to date you

it took her her sweet time to start giving in to you, so if she is dating you is because she is fully trustful of you and you're "the one" material

she's always thinking of you, all the things she does, haves you in it

texting you all the time, calling you when she's free, buying you something you need or you may like, getting food for you

anything, always thinking what else can she do that includes you

still you're the independent couple

that means you have lives outside the relationship

and you always root for each other in your individual projects and help each other go through personal hard times

you guys are each other's life's companion, this ain't a chill dating thing, you found your partner here

prioritizing communication and honesty so you don't get in big fights and hurt each other

although it's difficult for you both to give in to communication

mina sometimes shuts down completely and don't talk about her feelings, and you pretend they aren't there, so creating a space of sharing has been, and it still is, a hell of a challenge

thankfully you both have a deep connection, you just read each other, understand without the need of words,

so opening up is hard, but the guarantee that you're gonna make your point, what upsets you is clear and what it is need to be fixed will be fixed is there

mina's love language is on the small things, is subtle, she won't jump at you and start making out the moment you appear

so pda does not exists, mina doesn't even know what the hell those letters means

that doesn't mean she doesn't crave your attention and affection when you're alone

so the sweetest caresses, hand holdings, snuggling on each other, kisses all over

oh she can be the cheesiest, no one stop her when she's doing her "i love you cause you're all of this" speech

every kind of date you could imagine. she wants to experience it all, and wants you to go with her

so expect going to do extreme sports or some shit like that, also road trips when you guys have time, or just a getaway weekend on a forest idk

STILL she loves being at her house the most, laying down, with you next to her

she cleans your place

you messy bastard

she was shy with you till she got comfortable

now she's showing her true crackhead and you love it, cause that means you can show your crackhead

your senses of humor got combined and now there's no one who make each other laugh how you guys can

also, let's be real, she likes to provoke you, you are living with your breath hitched

BUT, when she's not being HOT, she's being adorable

so you do have a strong sense of protection with her

she's just too precious for this cruel world

you call her "princess", she blushes, then she calls you "angel", you blush, you guys are disgusting

you know all her family and get along with them, specially her mom

soft couple over all, just so much trust and warm, feels like home

—○—○—

dear god, hope this one is okay, i never been able to read mina, she's one hell of a mysterious girl, hope you like it<3

—ica.

#kpop imagines #kpop headcanons #kpop #twice reactions #twice scenarios #twice headcanons #twice imagines #twice #mina imagines #mina headcanons #twice mina #mina x reader

[chaos-event-horizon]

An update of a sort.

Have been informed that Goldie is looking at this blog and screenshotting it to make comments about how she doesn't like or support proshippers and "doesn't give special support to anyone" and that includes trans people, because trans people are normal humans, but has never once said anything bad about them or incorrectly gendered anyone.

Hmm. Interesting.

"I couldn't be further from a trans exclusionary feminist, I respect trans people and don't align myself with feminists!" || "Trans rights activists are so dramatic! The person who has called for their rights to be taken away and supports groups calling for their murder is OBVIOUSLY in the right here! They should really just listen to her, I'm sure they'd agree that they are horrible people if they did!"

Ah, yes, how big and different of you.

"Anyone with a uterus is a woman. All afab people are women. Didn't your mommy teach you the difference between men and women? I am ignoring the fact that you specifically mentioned trans people because I think that as long as I don't mention them, no one will read between the lines here when I say that if you were born with a uterus you are a woman and nothing will ever change that. This cannot possibly mean that I am disrespecting trans people because I am ignoring them."

You're right, what else could that possibly mean?

And not a proshipper? Not supporting proshippers?

Hmm. How very strange. Then maybe you should stay the fuck out of the tags and stop using them to promote yourself? Since all this shipping stuff doesn't matter to you, why bother forcing your ass in? Since you think proshippers are so stupid and dramatic, why are you using them to try to get people to interact with you-- something that clearly is not working, since you claim to not like anyone here besides the person who is telling everyone involved with "problematic" media to kill themselves?

I'd say that this could all be chalked up to misunderstandings, as it is implied that you are from Germany... however, English is not my first language, and I seem to be able to understand these things well enough.

I'm aware that there are people who follow Rian and I, and who we interact with, who still interact with this person and claim that she's a lovely person who would never hurt a fly. You know, except for the very obvious blood kink and sado-masochism. Whatever, I do not care. The only thing that concerns me is the health and happiness of my family and close acquaintances, and whatever drama is attempting to be stirred up about this is just needless internet dick measuring.

But if you're going to have a pissing contest, at least have the decency to not chew on your own feet while trying to aim. The results might get messy.

As for avditor or whatever, I know all I need to. He's an asshole who sends threats and calls people pedophiles for liking fictional things. He's a twerp. He's an idiot. He's a blowhard who is simultaneously claiming to defend and bow down to a group while talking over them and telling them to kill themselves when they correct him. And I personally think it's hilarious that he hides behind all those acts, just like you do-- and yes, Goldie, I know someone is showing this to you for your viewing pleasure, in the hopes that they get to see more drama to light up the inevitable darkness of all of your worthless existences. I'm fairly certain that if I hadn't put my foot down and turned off anon, we would have been hit by another laughable wave of bitches and cunts that seem to be at the neck and call of that sad little group.

So go ahead. Say what you will. Eat your own tail as you all bend over backwards to justify your own hypocrisy while condemning people who do far less. I quite honestly do not give two shits, except insofar as how it effects Rian. why not screen shot this and pass it to your own followers? You can circle-jerk and claim victory to your heart's content, and eat shit while doing so, as I will no longer be addressing these issues directly.

I however am tossing this whole farce aside, now. Because quite frankly I'm too busy to deal with arrogant insects. Enjoy whatever conjecture you wish to continue spinning on this, because I will no longer be publicly speaking on this matter, and neither will Rian.

But if I hear about anyone sending anon threats on our behalf, I hope you imagine the sound of my crushing your skulls and think better of it. We will have none of that.

#discourse #mature #goldie90 #avditor

[kpop---scenarios]

Never Yours (2)

Pairing: Baekhyun x You x Jackson x Surprise! Jaehyun

Warning: None really.. yet

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: Sorry about that! I did some re-writing and adding on! I hope you enjoy! Also a huge shout out to @making-me-blush for all your continued help and support! ily 💕

You sit anxiously in the coffee shop as you wait for Baekhyun to show up, your heart feels like it is going to beat out of your chest.

Last night, Jackson left shortly after Baekhyun had sent that text to you. You had felt a twinge of guilt when you saw his name pop up on the screen, while Jackson's hand rested on your thigh. You had told Jackson you weren't feeling well, and that he should get going. You felt like you were going crazy, with your feelings for Baekhyun and now developing feelings for Jackson. Everything was amplifying it seemed and it made your head spin. You had spent the night texting back and forth with Baekhyun, talking about anything and everything. He was so easy to talk to. The conversation ended with him asking you to meet him at the coffee shop at 1pm so he could speak to you in person. You were happy to meet him, and anxious. You had been sitting there for hours before he was supposed to come. You thought being there early would calm your nerves, but honestly it made things worse.

You begin reading the book your brought along, one of those ones where the hero saves the girl so many times, there's so much sexual tension between the two and you love it. You finally made it to the part where they kiss for the first time, and a small smile spreads across your lips as you picture the intimate kiss you shared with Jackson the night before. It made your stomach flutter with butterflies when you thought about his lips pressed against yours. You wanted to feel his hands all over your body, you wondered what he tasted like. That feeling quickly faded, and you were brought out of your fantasy by the lovely feeling of guilt taking over the moment you saw Baekhyun walk in and walk towards you. His hair was shining in the sun, the smile on his face made you melt. He was so beautiful.

You didn't know why you suddenly felt guilty, it wasn't like he was yours, he was with someone who was supposed to be your friend. There was nothing for you to feel badly about. But that didn't stop the guilt from eating at you from the inside.

"Thanks for meeting me, Y/N." Baekhyun smiles as he sits down in the chair across from you. Now from up close, you noticed that he looked tired, prominent bags under his eyes, his hair was unusually messy and the buttons on his shirt weren't done up properly.

"Of course." You answer. "Is everything okay? Jennie seemed extremely angry yesterday." You tell him. He begins to frown, taking a deep breath in.

"She got pissed at me, and I don't get it. She was going on and on about.. uh, your feelings for me and I got annoyed." He sighs. "I told her it didn't matter and sometimes someone's feelings don't mean anything, especially if they're not reciprocated."

Ouch. That hurt.

"And she got mad at that?" You ask. Baekhyun nods, with his cutest puppy face.

"She said I must be in love with you if I'm sticking up for you, and then I snapped. I told her if she wasn't such a bitch, an insecure one at that then we wouldn't be having that discussion. She called me a piece of shit and then stormed out." He finished.

"So that's why she stormed into the apartment and slammed her bedroom door. Makes sense, she's got a temper, especially when you don't agree with her." You explain.

"The reason I wanted to meet with you is because I need your help. Desperately. We've been together for like a week and it's not supposed to be this hard, I know it's not. I'm sorry to drag you into my relationship problems but I just don't know what to do." He sighs, rubbing his eyes.

"I honestly don't know what to tell you." You begin. "She's one of those people who if you don't agree with her, she'll get mad at you. She holds a grudge like no other, it's her way or no way. If you get on her bad side you're fucked because she won't stop until she's ruined every good thing in your life. She's terrifying and I'm just trying to survive this year until I can move out." You continue. "If she ever found out that I met with you, she would make my life even worse and I can't deal with that. I'm sorry, but it's everyone for themselves with her. You wanted her, and now you've got all of her. Good luck." You finish. You give him a small pat on the shoulder before walking out of the shop. You felt bad for him, but he had to have known what he was getting into with her before he made it official.

Right?

**

"What did you get up to yesterday?" Jennie asks you as she spreads peanut butter across her toast. Your mind flashes back to your meeting with Baekhyun. Did she know? There's no way she knew about that.

"Not much, went for coffee and finally got to read some of my books again." You smile, pulling a bottle of water out of the fridge. "It's getting extremely juicy." You giggle.

"I want to read it when you're done." Jennie laughs. "It sounds really good."

"I'll lend it to you when I'm finished." You smile. You pack your book bag and walk towards the door, heading out for class.

"Y/N." Jennie calls. You turn around to look at her, and she looks sad. "Listen.. I wanted to apologize for my behavior. I know things got out of hand and I was terrible to you and I really am sorry." She says. You watch as one single tear rolls down her cheek. You wanted to believe her. But it was Jennie and she was hard to trust. "I'm trying to be better, I really am."

"Thank you, Jennie. I appreciate that." You smile. You open the door and walk out, you didn't believe her. But you'll give it to her for acting, she's great when she wants to be.

You pull out your phone on your walk and see a message from Jackson. Instantly your face lights up and the butterflies return. You and Jackson had been texting continuously the last few days, all day and night, trying to make a plan to see each other but unfortunately both your schedules clashed, making it nearly impossible. Luckily you had one class with him, which you were currently heading to.

"Hey beautiful." You hear from across campus. You stop for a moment, looking around but decide to keep going. You had a smile on your face at the thought of finally seeing Jackson again.

"Are you ignoring me?" You hear from behind you. You turn around and see a man you've never met before standing with a grin on his face. You didn't know what was in the water here because everyone was so attractive. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes and a smile to die for.

"Are you talking to me?" You ask, looking around, pointing at yourself. There's no way that guy was looking at you.

"Of course I am." He smiles. "You're the only beautiful girl here on campus."

Apparently it was you.

"Um.. do I know you?" You wonder.

"No, but I'd like to get to know you more." He says. "I'm Jaehyun. And you're Y/N." He says.

"Why do you know my name?" You ask, raising your eyebrow.

He laughs. "I had to know the prettiest girl on campus' name." He smiles. "You better get to class, Y/N. I'll see you later." He finishes, giving you a wink before he walks away, leaving you extremely confused.

You walk into class, and sit next to Jackson who gives you his best smile as he wraps his arm around your shoulder. You smile back at him, your eyes darting down to his lips. He chuckles, pulling you in for a kiss, just before your professor walks in to start the class.

He's going to make you forget all about Baekhyun, you just knew it.

**

The next day, you and Jennie sit on the couch watching a drama when you heat a faint knock at the door. You knew who it was, he had texted you that he was coming over to work it out with Jennie and asked that you be there, just in case things went south.

"Can you get it? My foot is numb." You tell Jennie as you rub your perfectly fine foot. She stands up and answers the door. You can hear the whimpers the second that door opens.

"Baby doll." Baekhyun whines.

"Poo bear." Jennie pouts.

"I'm so sorry, I'll never do anything like that again, I'll never call you a bitch again. Oh baby." Baekhyun cries as he embraces Jennie tightly. She kisses his face while murmuring her half ass apologies to him.

"Y/N, I hate to do this but the walls are thin and I'm gonna be loud." Jennie giggles, pulling Baekhyun towards her room.

"Yep, I'm out." You yell, grabbing your purse and getting the hell out of there. You didn't want to hear that.

**

For the next few weeks, your feelings for Baekhyun severely dwindled and Jackson wasn't entirely to thank. You felt like you were in a fever dream when you were around Jennie and Baekhyun. After they made up, honestly they became pretty insufferable. They spent a fair amount of time at yours and Jennie's shared apartment, where you unfortunately were forced to listen to the pet names and the baby talk they did to each other.

"You're such a beautiful princess." Baekhyun coos, booping her nose as they take up the entire couch, tangled up in each other.

"No you are." Jennie giggles. "Who's my big stud

muffin?" She asks.

"That's a new one." You mumble, sitting on the chair trying not to vomit on them.

You didn't know how either one of them could stand it. The pet names, the baby talk, the giggling, kissing and tickling. It made you want to die.

Not to mention the way he chewed his food, you couldn't even eat in the same room as him when they were having dinner. The first night he was over for dinner, you watched in disgust as he spoke with food in his mouth, letting it fall out as he laughed and then scooped it back into his mouth.

"I'm actually going to throw up." You gag, placing your plate on the counter.

"Oh baby, you're so messy." Jennie giggles.

"I'm going to my room to suffocate myself now." You mumble, walking out of the kitchen. You wished they were fighting again, you hated it here.

The more Baekhyun was around, the more you found yourself realizing that there was a very big possibility that you were in love with the idea of Byun Baekhyun and not the actual man. And that made you feel relieved. You felt like you could finally give yourself to Jackson without the feeling of guilt trying to escape your body.

The next day as you were laying in bed, trying to drown out the sound of Jennie and Baekhyun, you get a phone call from Jackson.

"Hello?" You answer, instant smile.

"Hey you." He says. "I wanna take you out tonight. Are you free?"

"Am I free? Yes absolutely, definitely, yes." You say, already scrambling out of bed.

"Good." He chuckles. "Meet me at the pub in an hour. See you soon." He finishes before hanging up. You quickly change out of your sweats into some leggings and a nice shirt. You touch up your makeup before you do something with your hair.

As you were walking to the pub, you listened carefully to your heels hitting the concrete. The cool wind hitting your face, making you snuggle into your jacket just a little more. You couldn't wait to meet Jackson, as you walked, you felt someone beside you, you didn't even need to look to know who it was. Jaehyun has been haunting you for days now.

"Hello beautiful." He says.

For the last few days, he has been popping up almost everywhere that you are on campus, starting the conversation off with calling you beautiful. It was almost as though you had his voice memorized now, well it was kind of hard to forget.

"Hello Jaehyun." You sigh. "What are you doing here? I'm going to meet my.. Jackson, I'm meeting Jackson."

"I know you are. I am meeting a friend near that pub, she actually just had drinks with Jackson." He says. You stop and look at him.

"Like a date?" You ask.

Jaehyun shrugs his shoulders. "I guess so." He says. "She's pretty into him and she says he's into her so I'd assume so."

"I see.." you trail off.

"I'm sorry if that upset you. I just thought you should know. He's seeing a few girls." Jaehyun tells you. "Well, from what I've heard anyways."

"What?" You laugh. "He wouldn't do that. And why would I believe you in the first place? You know, I've asked around about you and you don't really have the best rep." You laugh as you continue to walk.

"Oh so you asked about me?" He grins. You roll your eyes.

"Yeah, I wanted to know what kind of person you were and it seems like you're just not the trustworthy type." You tell him.

"Fair enough, but people can change. A Lot of people will have different perceptions of me, just as I do, and you do. Why would I lie about something like this?" He says.

"I just.. yeah, thanks I guess. Why, though? Why did you tell me?" You ask.

"I like you, Y/N. And I don't want to see you get hurt. Just be careful, that's all." He says.

"You don't even know me." You laugh.

"Like I said, I'd like to get to know you. If you're up for it, I'd like to take you out. Take your time giving me an answer. I'll see you soon, beautiful." He smiles, running off a head to go meet his friend, who apparently has a thing with Jackson. Seemingly similar to your thing with Jackson. You walk into the restaurant, annoyed and frustrated. You see Jackson sitting there, smiling as you walk towards the table he was sitting at.

"Hey you." He says.

You sit down, without taking your jacket off. "I don't know how to say this. I don't like to share, and I don't want to be one of many girls. So if that's what you want, then I'm out. Maybe you can call the girl you were just with to keep you company tonight." You say, standing up and heading back towards the door.

"Hey." Jackson yells. "Hey, hey." He says, grabbing your arm. "What are you talking about? What girl? One of many? I'm so confused." He says. You don't want to fall for his lies or puppy dog eyes, so you refuse to look at him.

"Don't play stupid Jackson. I know all about her. What I don't know is if there are actually more. You do you." You finish, pulling your hand out of his and walk out the door without looking back.

**

The next day you dragged your feet through campus, feeling sad about the night before. It hurt your heart that Jackson was playing around with you and others.

"Chin up, beautiful." You hear from behind you. You turn around and see Jaehyun, the only seemingly decent man in your life at the moment.

"Hey." You sigh. "He didn't admit it, you know? But he also didn't deny it. He played dumb like he didn't know what I was talking about." You tell him. "So either you or him is lying and I don't have the time or patience for this shit."

"Y/N, it's not me. You can trust me. How can I prove it to you?" Jaehyun asks.

"I'm going to be late for class. I'll talk to you later." You say, walking away.

You see Jackson as you walk in the room, sulking with his head down

"Y/N." He calls, the second he sees you. "I'm sorry." He breathes. "I didn't know if this was going to go anywhere because of your Baekhyun feelings, I was just talking to someone else and we got a drink." He tells you.

"So you lied to me last night?" You question.

"I got nervous. I really like you and I didn't want to fuck it up." He explains.

"Had you, I don't know, talked to me then you would have found out that I'm definitely not in love with Baekhyun because he's disgustingly annoying and I was falling for you. I can't believe Jaehyun was right." you sigh.

"Wait, Jaehyun as in Jung Jaehyun?" Jackson asks.

"What other one?" You ask. "We've been talking on occasion." You say. "Well, he's been talking more. But he told me about the girl."

"You can't trust him." Jackson exclaims.

"Oh but I can trust you?" You scoff. Just before anything else can be said, Jaehyun confidently struts into the room.

"Y/N." He calls out loudly, too loudly. "Go out with me. Tonight. We'll go to dinner and then to the Alpha Pi party. What do you say?" You look around the room, all the eyes of your classmates are on you. You feel all the pressure, but also excitement building up in your body. A bold move, you liked that.

"Yes." You blurt out. It couldn't hurt, right? "Let's do it." You smile.

"Excellent, meet me at Earls, 7pm." Jaehyun grins before running off.

Jackson looks at you like you've just murdered his dog in front of him.

"Look, Jackson." You shrug your shoulders. "If you wanna play the field, feel out potential partners then do it, but don't think for a second I'm not gonna do the same." You tell him.

He looks extremely annoyed at what just happened. He doesnt reply, he knows he fucked up now. He picks up his books and moves to a different spot.

**

Later that evening, you were sitting at a table with Jaehyun, laughing at a story he had told you and honestly, you were having a great time with him, although you realized that you wished you were out with Jackson. You realized how much of an idiot you were and you just wanted to see him.

"Oh wow, it's already 930pm." Jaehyun laughs. "We better get going to the party." He says. He waves over your waiter, and asks for the bill. When it comes, he pulls out a credit card and slides it towards the man. You offered to pay your half but Jaehyun quickly rejected your offer.

"A lady never pays." He smiles. "We're running behind schedule." He murmurs. "We gotta go."

"What schedule?" You ask. "Is something happening?" He didn't answer you, ignoring your questions.

While Jaehyun drove the two of you to the party, you pulled out your phone, sending a message to Jackson.

[You 9:38pm] - Hey.. I'm sorry about earlier. I don't want to play the field, I don't want anyone else. I just want you. I'm ready if you are. Let me know.

You liked Jaehyun, but you didn't know if it would work with him. Especially since you couldn't keep your mind off of Jackson all night. Jaehyun was great but maybe the two of you were better off as friends.

You sent the text, placing your phone back in your pocket as Jaehyun pulled up to the house. He came to the car and opened your door for you, taking your hand to help you out. He was such a gentleman but he wasn't who you wanted. The two of you walk up to the door and head inside. Your eyes are darting around the loud, open living room filled with people. You landed on Jennie, she was dancing with someone. You couldn't see as his back was towards you. Seconds later, Jennie smiles towards you as she and the man make a turn and you see his face but he doesn't see you.

Jackson.

Jennie leans in, pressing her lips to Jackson, and he doesn't reject the kiss like you thought he would. Instead, he pulls her in, kissing her harder.

You turn around, your head landing in Jaehyun's chest. He wraps his arms around you, holding you as you cry into him. Maybe Jaehyun was the better man?

You were so tired of love hurting like this.

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[stilldancewithyou]

I'm Sorry, but why be team Conrad means that you can't have some grace for Jeremiah? Belly made a mess and it's okay to admit. She kissed Jere three times, asked him for going to the ball. They were hearing towards something. He found out his mom hás cancer and is probably dying the night before and he can have a moment? People act like he has no right to have feelings while excusing Conrad. Belly kissed two brothers in three days. Comparing with Cam's situation makes no sense. Cam mom's isn't dying and he doesn't have years of friendship and complicated feelings with Belly than Jere has. Also, in the begining of the Second book Jeremiah is rightfully mad at Belly, who supposed to be his best friend, for abandoning him while his mother was dying because she (as always) had drama with Contas. It's not about him not linking she was there for Conrad. Also, I hope Jenny drop the ridicolous "cheating" storyline because It was a cheap mechanism to get Belly and Conrad toghether without make them look bad because they had tears to sort out their relationship and Belly had a serious relationship with Conrad's brother. Also, If Jenny wanted keep the cheating storyline she shouldn't have made Jeremiah bisexual and perpetuate a disgusting steryotype. Conrad and Belly should be able to be toghether without destroy Jeremiah character, Jenny just need to be Brave and not take the easy, boring road.

I think you must be new here or you have only read a select few of my posts because I know I have said before that all of the characters deserve empathy and grace. All of the kids are messy and make dumb mistakes and hurt each other, but given what they are all going through, it's understandable. Losing Susannah was hard on all of them. For Jeremiah and Conrad because it's their mother, but also for Steven and Belly, since they also love Susannah and she is a bonus mom/an aunt to them. And it's also even harder to go through all of that at their age AND when it's the first death of someone you love you've ever had to deal with (which it is for all of them). I lost a very close family member (before I ever read the books) and when I tell you I felt all of their pain through all of the books...I feel for these kids, I really do.

It seems like we may be misunderstanding each other a little here...I assume you are responding to the most recent asks I answered and I think you are taking those responses out of context. I was talking specifically about the season 2 trailer and the sneak peek of Belly talking to Jeremiah about her and Conrad. And I will stand by what I said before- I don't think there is any excuse to talk to someone that way (and to yell at her that line about his mom dying. Belly already knew, was also hurting about it, and clearly felt like shit for what she was doing to him). In my personal opinion, you can explain someone's behavior, but nothing excuses it. In the end, we are all responsible for our own actions and the things we say. And yes, I will agree everything Jeremiah was going through at that moment was a lot and he was in pain, and Belly broke his heart on top of everything with Susannah. And that explains why he reacted that way, but it doesn't excuse his behavior. He knew it wasn't right to yell at her like that, but he wanted to make her feel like shit in that moment so he didn't care. Also, I was talking about a specific line She says in the trailer, "I was so focused on being there for Conrad, and I should've been there for you too" which is heard after Jere yells "We hooked up and then you hooked up with my brother!" and while I think his feelings are valid, Conrad also deserved to have Belly be there for him when he really, really needed her, and she shouldn't have to feel bad for that. I could be interpreting this wrong, but the way she said it made it sound like she was talking about when she and Conrad were dating and Susannah was sick, it wasn't that there was drama with him or they were fighting, she was just comforting her boyfriend Conrad and she put all of her energy into Conrad. It's an impossible situation to navigate, and no matter what she did someone would have been hurt. I think also in the 2nd book and season 2, she feels weird talking to Jeremiah after everything because he got all weird and upset and we know in the show he yelled at her that they're no longer friends. Yeah, Belly shouldn't have bounced between the brothers like that and she definitely hurt Jere, but Jere also made his own bed. In the books, she actually rejects Jeremiah in book 1 when he confesses his feelings and then he acts kinda weird and jealous at the end. There this little bit at the very end of book 1 after she kisses Conrad where Belly, Jere and Con are swimming in the pool together and Conrad flirts with Belly and touches her hair (or something along those lines) and Belly sees Jere looking at them all weird and jealous and it makes her feel weird and bad because she knows she's hurting him. It wasn't right that she stopped talking to Jere and didn't give him support when Susannah was dying, but I think she just didn't know if he even wanted to speak to her (it's not like he ever called her) and she felt like he was mad at her (which he is).

I think it's worth mentioning that when Belly chose Jeremiah for the deb ball, Conrad told her she made the right choice even though he was hurt and really wanted it to be him. He also never made her feel bad for choosing Jeremiah in book 2, never at any point said anything to her about her wanting to be with Jeremiah, he never even got angry at her for kissing Jeremiah or for ultimately choosing Jere (and I know people are going to say that was different bc Conrad told Jeremiah he could have her, but in the end it was up to Belly, and she could have picked Conrad, but she didn't) and in the 3rd book he didn't say anything rude or angry to her even when he found out about the engagement, he only got upset at the end when he found out that Jeremiah had cheated on her and she was okay with it (and btw, that's one big reason the cheating thing is important to begin with. it's the thing that makes Conrad admit his feelings). But Jeremiah makes her feel like shit for liking Conrad and wanting to be with him, and then he's a jerk to Conrad (his own brother!) and goes out of his way to rub the fact that Belly picked him in Conrad's face.

I don't think anything I say will change your mind so I won't waste much more energy on explaining this, but the cheating was important and it was basically the center of the book 3 storyline. I LOVED the 3rd book and from the time I first read it I could imagine how well it would play out on screen and the whole insane wedding thing would make such good material for a show. I truly do not understand how people are so against it. It's like a soap opera. And with these actors it will AMAZING. Also Conrad's POV is the best.

I don't understand why everyone is coming at me about the cheating thing. Idk what y'all want me to say or why you're all so mad about it, I literally do not get it. I'm sorry I want the show to follow the books I guess? I didn't think that was such a crazy outlandish thing to say. I also would strongly advise you to enjoy season 2 and then take all the time between s2 and when s3 comes out to prepare yourselves, because the show is already following the books so closely that I feel pretty confident saying s3 will follow the books as well, Jeremiah will probably "cheat" and then propose to Belly and we will get to see them planning the wedding all summer with help from Taylor and Belly's new college friends. Also please remember that I didn't write the book.

#tsitp #tsitp season 2 #tsitp s2 #it's not summer without you #the summer i turned pretty #belly conklin #jeremiah fisher #belly x jeremiah #ask #idk what to say #i'm starting to think there is a large part of this fandom that never actually read the 3rd book but act like they've read them all #and that's why it seems like no one is understanding this #pls stop attacking me. attack jenny han. she wrote the book not me #i wasn't going to answer this one but i feel like I needed to say this. also I admire this person for being brave enough send this off anon

[itsmelb]

The ultimate Only Friends The Series resumé

So we are here at the end of the series we all couldn't wait to see the whole year. And I just wanna say some things about the series, the actors, the circumstances, my emotions. U know me I have a lot to say in general but firstly I am just so grateful to have witnessed this kinda evolution of BL series and now let's get deeper into the mess 😆

The series

As I said it was so highly awaited that I was sure ppl would be delulu all the time. I knew that there would be beef because everyone wants mess and when they get it they can't handle it. I know ppl expect things from BLs (me too I don't exclude me) and when it isn't how it (apparently) should be (in their opinion) and it's exactly how life COULD be ppl hate, be shitty and say mean things in general.

I mean I was mad when the directors and writers cut out TopMew scenes just because "fans" hated on them (I still don't get it) but I never once hated on Ray, Boston or somebody else (like hating Khao or sb). I can say we'll that's shitty what he's done, I can say I am mad at Boston for this but as I said before life is not perfect. I also can forgive somebody when I see okay he changes for me, the other one I don't. I think ppl should not watch the series when they can't accept failure and not being perfect then. When you want a BL like in books go watch Lita or Hidden agenda or sth.

This sometimes killed my mood. But well I am obsessed with the actors of this series. And it's what kept me watching. The mess was real.

The actors

Book aka Mew: my beloved Bookie. I think he did so great. And I am not saying this just because I love him sm. He worked his ass off. He never did a role like this (playing so many emotions and naivness and all that we've seen). I am really excited to see what he is up to. I hope he gets to challenge himself again. I wish that ppl see how well he's doing. He deserves the praise for this role and all that are coming. 🍅💕

Force aka Top: I love bad boy Force. I love his smirk his laugh and him. I like how he acted the scenes from asshole to in love like a fool haha. I don't get why ppl hate on his acting. He improved sm I just want that he gets some respect. 🦊🫶🏻

-> Forcebooks chemistry was so good. All the stares and the cries and all the heavy emo stuff. I love them sm it hurts that ppl are so disgusting. They deserve the world and I am so proud to be their fan 🦊🍅💕

Khao as Ray and First as Sand: K is so naturally talented. I like his ways. I love his eyes and his smile. I like the way he and First act and be together. I like how they both cry so beautifully. I love how First can be fierce and soft. Also his expressions are so good. Their characters were a mess and they acted the part so good.

-> I realised that they don't belong on my top list of actors anymore. I mean, dont get me wrong. I appreciate and respect their acting, and their sexyness is beyond good, but I prefer others more. It's just a feeling I can't explain it further.

Neo as Boston, Mark as Nick: They did so good with their messy characters and all their deep shit. I like how it turned out at the end btw them. I like how Nick said, I can't be with u bc u are who u are but that's okay for u not for me though. I think that's so real. Also Boston is Boston, personally I couldn't be with sb like him but some will and it's okay. I can respect that.

-> Neo Mark did so good they grew on me. Especially Neo. He acted so good that we could hate Boston. U have to do that first. And Mark well the emotions were big!!!

Lookjun, Nonnie, Mond, Drake, Jennie as Cheum, April, Boeing, Gap and Yo: I love the mess around them, that Mond was Boeing was such a crazy thing. Also Drakes guest star was so sexy. The girls should have been there more. I don't know... they picked them well.

...and Mix as the first guest lol: holy shit I knew he would be there. I love him sm. And I am here for him to create chaos...and that's why..

My personal emotional ofts rambles

The emotions I had during this series were like a crazy ride. I am happy and sad and angry and a little disappointed and that's just the half of it haha. They did well. They could have done better though. Don't cut scenes just bc ppl want it, let stories tell and let them flow, be more accepting about different love lifes, different ppl different perspectives and last but not least accept failure from characters.

And at the end I would finally say my ranking of my fav characters I did a while ago and now I wanna do it again:

1. Mew (still on top sorry haha)

2. Top (yeah back on top really. All Mew said about forgiveness and that I agree)

3. Nick (just because I like that he looks after himself now!)

4. Sand (If he is there for u u won)

5. Cheum

6. Ray (how the tables have turned. I just don't like that he gets through with everything. Yah)

7. Boston (still last because I personally don't like his motives. And that is just my opinion)

And that's that. 💯 it was a ride. I am sad that this ended..

..but maybe we get Season 2 with Mix? I would watch it for sure 😆

#only friends the series #personal ofts rambles #forcebook #topmew #bostonnick #sandray #just my opinion

[wildestflowrs]

🎸Ronancetober Day 3: Body/Style Swap 📰

Friday I’m in Love

For weeks since she started college Robin Buckley found herself fascinated by a beautiful girl with dark curly hair and rings all over her fingers and a guitar on her back.

They cross paths every morning while Robin makes her way to her Journalism class and the girl to her Music class, Robin overhears the girl’s honey-sweet laughter as a boy with long messy curls talks animatedly bedside her.

“Dude, you’re like, completely checking that girl out there, Rob,” Steve nudges her and interrupts her hopeless pining, “I don’t know if ‘obvious’ is what you’re going for orr-“

Robin shoves her best friend playfully, “Hey, chances are she’s not even gay and won’t give me staring at her a second thought,” Robin protests, “and besides, I’ve seen you sneaking not-so-sneaky glances at guys you’ll never ask out, let me have this,”

“Okay, okay,” Steve throws his hands up defensively, “but I just think you should at least talk to her, rather than just drooling over her on your way to class every day,”

“And how do you propose I do that, Steve? Because as far as I’m aware we have nothing in common,”

Steve hums, thinking. “You could interview her for an article? Something about the arts or music- I’m pretty sure she’s in a band; you could talk about that?”

Robin blushes at the thought of the girl on stage, playing her guitar, maybe even singing-

“Yep. Yep, that’s what I’m gonna do,”

~🎸~

Nancy’s barely paying attention throughout her class, her mind wandering away from their study of Tchaikovsky.

A girl was staring at her on her way to class this morning; she took journalism, if she remembers correctly, and managed to get in on a full honors year scholarship. She’s smart, obviously, but doesn’t even know Nancy, so why on Earth would she be glaring at her?

Nancy knows there’s… rumors floating around campus about her, but surely a girl that intelligent wouldn’t take part in petty gossip, right?

Why does she care so much anyway? So what if that tall, beautiful girl was homophobic? So what? There are way more girls out there that are just as pretty and not prejudiced, so why does it matter if one stunning girl is?

“Earth to Wheeler,” Eddie waves a hand in front of her face, and Nancy realizes that the class is over and everyone is getting ready to leave, “Did you enjoy your trip to space?”

Nancy rolls her eyes, slinging her bag over her shoulder, “I already know all this shit, I was just making the most of basically a free period,”

Eddie gives her a look, and chuckles, “hm, well I think that’s complete bullshit,” fresh autumn air greets them as they leave the building, making their way to their usual practice spot, “I’ve only seen that look when you’ve been thinking about a girl,”

Nancy flushes and she knows she’s been caught. “Fine, yeah, but I’m pretty sure it’s fucked because she’s probably like, super homophobic,”

“How so?”

“She was eyeing me down this morning, like I’d personally insulted her,” Nancy sighs, “chances are she’s heard some shitty rumor and thinks I’m like, the scary spooky lesbian, ooooh,” she tries to make her tone light at the end, even though her heart hurts at the prospect that she’s seen as a threat. A predator.

“Or, would it be so unreasonable that she might have a thing for you too?” Eddie gives her a grin, “I mean, you know I’m not an expert, but as girls go, you’re pretty damn hot,”

“Come on, Eddie, you know as well as I do how slim those chances are,” don’t give me false hope. Please.

“You could just talk to her,” Eddie suggests, “and if she does have a problem with you, I’m down to seeing you beat a bitch up,”

Nancy laughs. “Sure, whatever, Eds,”

~📰~

After asking around campus for almost an hour, Robin tracks down the curly-haired guitarist (her name was Nancy Wheeler, she’d discovered in her search).

She finds her in a backstage room in the Performing Arts building’s auditorium, and Robin goes an embarrassing shade of pink when she spies the girl through the door’s window, her hair pulled back into a ponytail with a few strands falling out, being able to see her gorgeous jawline. Robin notices how her brow is furrowed in concentration as slender, calloused fingers slide up and down the neck of the guitar, and finds the sight quite endearing.

“Do you need something?”

A boy has opened the door and is standing in front of Robin, blocking Nancy from her view. She recognizes him as the boy Nancy was walking with that morning.

“Uh, hey, I’m with the student paper and I’d really like to-“

“Nope, we’re practicing right now, maybe another time,”

“But- wait- I-“

“Yeaaah, super sorry, byeee,” the boy closes the door in her face, and Robin stands there dumbfounded.

~🎸-

“Who was that?” Nancy asks Eddie, her friend picking up his guitar and slinging it around him.

“Some newspaper club prude wanting to speak to us,” Eddie scoffs, “probably wanted to ask our opinion on whatever the cafeteria’s serving today,”

Nancy spares a glance out the window, surprised to see the familiar face of the girl who stared her down this morning.

“Eddie, you moron, that’s the girl from this morning,” Nancy takes her guitar off and leans it against the amp, and goes back to open the door, Eddie muttering under his breath.

“Sorry about my friend, he’s a drama queen,” Nancy says in a sweeter tone than usual, and she can practically feel Eddie pulling a face behind her back, “you were saying?”

The girl seems to be startled that Nancy spoke to her, and launches off into a fast-paced ramble, “Well I’m from the newspaper committee and I’m doing an article on the Performing Arts department and like I wanted to speak to some people who have their own like bands and whatnot so I’ve come to ask you guys about that. Wait. Shit, do you mind if I ask you guys questions? Cus like I said it then like I was gonna make you answer questions no matter what, but really it’s up to you and sorry if that came off as like, rude, or anything and-“

“Hey, take a minute to breathe, dude,” Nancy laughs a little, and so does the taller girl, a raspy sweet noise that makes Nancy melt.

“Yeah, sorry, I ramble,” The girl smiles, and Nancy’s ears turn pink and she feels a grin tugging at her own lips.

“Uhm, you can come in if you like, we’re just practicing but we can answer some of your questions too,”

~📰~

Robin follows Nancy into the room and watches lovestruck as she picks up her guitar and drapes it back over her, sitting down on the amp. The messy haired boy from before waves at her, and she sees now that there’s another boy, with hair that’s between blonde and brown, and a yellow shirt sat behind a drum kit.

“Uh, this is Eddie, our main guitarist, Jonathan our drummer and I’m Nancy,” Nancy gestures to each of them and then herself, “I’m on bass and vocals, but Eddie does some vocals too,”

Robin scribbles into her notepad, trying her best to avoid imagining what Nancy’s singing sounds like. And she certainly doesn’t imagine Nancy performing, signing under stage lights, her perfect hands wrapped around a microphone-

“You had questions for us?” The drummer - Jonathan - says.

“Oh, yeah, right,” she flips the page of her notepad to where she had scribbled down the scarce questions she was going to ask.

~🎸~

The girl maybe spends half an hour asking them questions, but to Nancy it feels like forever. She watched her sticking her tongue out slightly when she wrote stuff down, tucking her pencil behind her ear, getting out a tape recorder to record some of the band’s answers, and even some of their music.

“Thanks so much, the article should be in tomorrow’s issue, I-If you wanna read it, that is,” reporter girl gives a lopsided smile and a nervous wave as she leaves, and Nancy feels like the air has been sucked out of the room.

The next morning she drags Eddie with her to get a copy of the school paper, who teases her unrelentingly for it.

“Wow, Nance,” he remarks as she flicks through the paper to find the Reporter Girl’s article, “you’re acting like this girl’s gonna put her full name and number attached to her article-“

“Hah!” she triumphs having found the page, trailing her finger to the bottom and reads, “written by Robin Buckley, and her number’s attached as well,” Nancy grins, showing Eddie, who pulls a tongue at her.

“Well well, I stand corrected, all you need to do now is ask her out, ms. Confident,” he ruffles Nancy’s hair, and the girl blushes.

“Yeah,” she says quietly, “just gotta ask her out,”

#ronancetober #ronancetober day 3 #ronance #this is more of a college au than a style swap but whatevva #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #this one may become a multi chapter fic??? #wildestflowrs writes