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feelbokkie · 11 months

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📱Texting BFF!SKZ “What are we?” (Part 2) (Maknae Line)📱

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genre: heavy angst, hurt/comfort, some fluff

pov: 1st & 2nd person

description: After receiving mixed signals from bff!skz you tried to figure out what the hell you are. After that blew up, they have to figure their shit out (Half smau, half written) (screenshots for recapping) (unedited)

pairing: maknae line bff!skz & fem!reader

warnings: swearing, friendship break up, mentions of violence, alcohol (drink responsibly), reader is kissed without consent (Seungmin and Jeongin), reader is also minorly touched without consent (Seungmin)

word count: listed below

screenshot count: 6

Part 1

Part 2 (Hyung Line)

한 지 성 (Han Ji-Sung) (822 words)

When you walked into work this afternoon, Jisung was sitting in your section. You hadn't seen him since last week and you hadn't talked to him since your small argument last night. You had gotten so pissed off that you blocked his number and the numbers of the rest of the kids just in case. You were glad that he didn't camp outside of your apartment all night. You would have actually felt sorry for him.

You walk right past him and head straight into the backroom to get ready for your shift at the restaurant. Why did he have to come to your job? Everyone knows him, not only as Han from Stray Kids, but as your friend. No doubt one of your coworkers saw him walk in and immediately sat him in your section, you didn't have time to warn them that you wanted nothing to do with him.

"Please give me a different section. I'll do anything." You beg your manager when she walks into the back room.

"No," He doesn't even face you as he rejects your request.

"But--"

"If this is about your friend, he's been here since opening and has been ordering nothing but water waiting for you. I want him out too but I can't kick him out, the last thing we need is bad press from kicking out an idol. He promised to make a scene if I did." He explains, handing you the list from the waitress you were taking over for.

You scoff at the idea of Jisung's socially anxious ass being that bold. You roll your eyes and force yourself out on the floor. You first make your rounds to the tables in your sections that were already in the process of being served by your coworker to introduce yourself. You help customers as you make your rounds by grabbing them utensils or anything else they ask for before you have no choice to go to Jisung's table, your manager saw that you were avoiding him and threatened to fire you.

"Hi, welcome to Happy Star, I'm your waitress Y/N, can I start you off with something to drink?" You avoid eye contact, focusing on your notepad instead.

"Y/N--"

"Yes, sir."

"That's hot, but--"

"Would you like another glass of water sir? To cool you off, perhaps?" You offer him a fake smile, still avoiding eye contact.

"I'll have a cola." He hesitates, debating if you would actually pour water on him in a crowded restaurant.

"Perfect, I'll bring that right out. Were you ready to order or did you still need a few minutes?" Your tone is dead. You want to get this over with and have him leave.

"I ordered a cola, is that not enough? I really need to talk to you."

"I'll ask you again when I bring your drink out." You fake smile at him one more time before putting his order in and attending your other tables.

Jisung attempts to flag you down multiple times as you worked around your other tables. The contrast in how you treated your other patrons compared to Jisung was laughable. Any onlooker would be appalled by your hospitality towards him.

The busyness finally dying down again, you finally grab Jisung's drink and bring it to his table. You wish you could slam it down so he could get the message, but you know that'll only cause a mess that you'll have to clean up. Instead, you place the cup as far away from him as possible. You place a straw on the table and pull out your notepad again.

"I know what I want," Jisung states before you could say anything.

"Perfect, sir. What can I get you started with?" You sigh.

"You,"

"Excuse me?"

"I said I want you."

"I am not on the menu. Let me give you a few more minutes to look again." He grabs your to stop you from leaving, forcing you to finally look at him.

"Y/N, I figured my shit out and I want you. I want to be with you." Your breath catches in your throat and your heart starts pounding hard in your chest. Hope, he's giving me hope.

"Ji, I want to have this conversation with you. I really do, but I'm at work right now and my boss is already upset with you. So just order something and leave. We'll talk after my shift."

"Why not during your break?" He whines, wide-eyed like a puppy whose been scolded.

"Something tells me that we might need more than the 45 minutes I'm allowed."

"What time are you off?"

"I get off at 8 today."

"Okay, I can wait 8 hours. I made you wait for almost 2 months." He chuckles, now being able to laugh at the situation.

"So, what do you want to eat?" You ask softly.

"Just get me a lunch combo B, please."

이 용 복 (Lee Felix Yong-Bok) (907 words)

It's easier.

Those words play in your head over and over again as you think about your last conversation with Felix. It was over text message but you could clearly hear his voice saying it to you, with a pained look on his face.

It was not easier. Nothing about this was easier. You liked Felix and her liked you. You both knew it--hell, everyone knew it. You two acted like a couple. You were often found in the same bed, sleeping together. You were the unofficial roommate in the Stray Kids dorm, you even had a key. You celebrated any and every special holiday together. All of your free time is spent together and know each other's innermost thoughts. You've kissed. Your friends would jokingly refer to you as boyfriend and girlfriend, despite the fact that they knew that you weren't actually together. You just didn't understand why you weren't. Nothing would change about your relationship now besides adding a label.

“I can’t stand this anymore.” You say, letting yourself into Felix's room. You knew he was home. His schedule was clear and you knew he would be moping around after your conversation.

“Y/N, hi?” Felix was laying in his bed, on his phone, probably playing a game.

“Felix, we need to talk. Like right now, because I am genuinely losing my fucking mind.” You turn his desk chair to face the bed and sit down. He sits up and faces you.

“Is this about the other day because I really don’t want to get into it right now.” Felix tosses his phone aside and rubs his face. I can tell by the dark circles that he hasn’t been sleeping.

“We can’t just ignore it until if goes away. We like each other—fuck, it might even be love at this point. Why can’t we be together?” You rub you hands on your pant legs. Confrontation really isn’t your thing and Felix knows that.

“We are together! We’re together right now.”

“Don’t be funny right now, I’m serious.”

“Sorry,”

“Are you scared? You said you like the way things are right now. The only thing that would change is our relationship status.” You lean forward, elbows on your thighs.

“Yeah but what happens next?”

“What?”

“What happens if we realize that we don’t want to be in a relationship.”

“Lix, we’re basically already in a relationship, I don’t—“

“What if you want up one day and you realize that you like the idea of me. The idea of us. Like what if our relationship is this sort of codependent nightmare and we developed a version of Stockholm syndrome? We spend so much time together that we might have just Pavloved each other into thinking we’re soulmates.” You can't help but stare at your best friend and blink.

“Is that what you think? That I conditioned you into liking me?” You were dumbfounded, completely confused by what is going on.

“I didn’t say that.”

“But you implied it.”

“This is what I meant by it’s easier to just let us be.”

“You think we actually manipulated our relationship into codependency, how is that easier?”

“Because you’re getting upset!”

"I have every right to be upset, Felix! You just told me that you think we only like each other because it's convenient and you don't want to be in a relationship with me because our feelings might not be real. How the fuck do you think people get into relationships? They like being around someone and want to be around them forever. Do you not want to be with me forever?"

"I do! Trust me, Y/N, I do. It's been killing me the past few days not talking to you and knowing you were upset because of me."

"Then why can't we be together?" You choke. You had been holding back tears, knowing that if Felix saw you cry, he would too.

"What if we do get together and breakup?"

"You're risking our entire relationship, our friendship, on a 'what if?'"

"What? What do you mean ruin our friendship?" Felix sits up straighter and swings his legs over the bed. You sit up and lean back into the chair.

"Do you honestly think that we can just go back to the way we were after today? Knowing what we know? Tell me this, Felix, how are you going to feel is I start dating someone else? Are you going to be able to sit idly by as my best friend? Genuinely, because I know you'll bottle up those emotions until you inevitably explode. Because I know I couldn't. Felix, we either pull the trigger and start dating or we cut all contact because I cannot keep doing this to myself."

"Please don't make me choose." Felix's eyes are full of tears threatening to fall. He's trying not to cry for my sake.

"I guess I have my answer." You wipe your eyes and stand up.

"What?"

"It shouldn't be a hard answer. And the fact that you're hesitating let's me know everything I need to know." You turn towards the door ready to leave.

"Y/N, wait, let's talk about it." He stands up quickly and grabs your wrist.

"Goodbye, Felix." You can't look Felix in the eyes as you shake your hand out of his grip and leave his dorm. If you turned around, you might have actually stayed after seeing Felix's distressed look.

김 승 민 (Kim Seung-Min) (1,714 words)

It started off with you avoiding Seungmin for over a week. It's not like he was going out of his way to see you either. A week turned into two which turned into a month and has now spiraled into almost two months. Two months without speaking to you best friend. You were miserable, understandably so. And you know that Seungmin could be stubborn, but so could you.

Which is how you found yourself alone at a bar on a Tuesday night knee deep in your 5th Long Island iced tea. You were beyond drunk, nursing the void that was left by Seungmin with gin, vodka, tequila, rum, triple sec, and a splash of cola. You weren't a heavy drinker normally, but something about the vibes and being heartbroken made you not care.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing all alone over here?" A man comes up next to you in your booth. Out of habit, you sat at the table that you and Seungmin normally sit in when you hang out.

"Reflecting," You hum. You were definitely drunk. Or maybe you were just lonely. Normally, you wouldn't entertain the idea of talking to a stranger. You didn't need to, you had Seungmin.

Seungmin

No longer in control of your limbs, your hand slides your phone out of your bag and automatically dialed Seungmin's number. He's the only number you have memorized other than your own number and your parents. How you managed to type it in perfectly while shit-faced? Who knows. You set your phone on the table and take another sip of your drink.

"Reflecting on what, baby girl?" Another guy, probably the first one's friend, slides into the booth from the other side trapping you in between them. Instinctually, you grab your cup and pull it on your lap, taking one hand to cover the top.

"Oh, I think I know... It's about a guy huh? Who took you for granted? Clearly he doesn't know what he's missing." The guy on your left says, getting dangerously close to your ear.

"Oh he knows, he's just too much of an dumbass to admit it." You chuckle to yourself, taking another sip of your drink through the straw. The hand of the guy on you let finds your thigh and rests there.

"Oh he's for sure a dumbass. If I were him, I wouldn't let a catch like you out of my sight." He squeezes his hand and you jump. Suddenly sobering up, you take one of your hands, still covering your drink, and pull his hand off. You regret wearing shorts and a crop top out now.

"Can you please not touch me? In fact, can you two back up?" They both throw their hands up.

"We're not going to do anything you don't want us to, baby. But if you don't mind, we're going to hang here for a bit. There's nowhere else to sit."

"I do mind, actually."

"If it makes you feel better, well scoot back a bit." both of them move an inch away. Still too close, I can still smell their craft beer and cheap cologne.

***

It's been 15 minutes and the boys haven't left you alone. You switched to water, a waiter came to your table a few minutes after the boys came to the table asking if you needed anything. Not wanting to cause a scene, you just asked for water.

"Y/N, let's go," Your heartaches at Seungmin's familiar voice calling your name. You instantly looked up and meet Seungmin's worried eyes.

"Who are you?" The guy on your left asked.

"Oh, bro I think I know! It's probably that guy who made our girl upset." The guy on your right pipes up.

"She's not your girl, you fucking creep."

"What am I, Min?" You lean back into the booth and cross your arms.

"Yeah, Min? What is she?" The guy on your left, who has been comfortably handsy with you all night, draps his arm around your shoulder.

"Get your hands off my girlfriend." His jaw clenches and he balls his fist. He's been working out the last couple of months, he could probably actually be the daylights about of both of these men if he wanted.

Girlfriend? The combination of hearing Seungmin call you his girlfriend and the amount of alcohol in your body makes your head swirl. You haven't talked for two months and you're suddenly his girlfriend?

"If she was my girlfriend, I simply wouldn't let her out of the house alone. Especially dressed like this." This time, the guy on your right places his hand on your thigh and grabs your face, forcing a kiss before you could protest.

You push him off of you and slap him. You're mostly sober now. The shock of the past few minutes seeming to force the alcohol out of your system. You climbed over the table, finally tired of being stuck between those two creeps. You grab their drinks and throw them in your faces before storming out of the bar.

"Y/N, wait up!" You hear Seungmin call out after you. You don't turn around.

"Did you see that, Seungmin? I don't need you!" You shout, not caring who would hear you.

"Y/N, can you just give me a minute?"

"Why are you even here?" You don't live far from the bar, which is why it was your normal hang out spot. It was between the JYP building and Seungmin's dorm. He could hangout with you after work and crash at your place. All that's over now.

"You called me--"

"And you heard that I was in danger so you rushed to my rescue? How courageous,"

"Y/N, fuck, hold on," You do stop. Not because he told you to, but because you're in front of your apartment.

"You really shouldn't talk to your girlfriend like that. Since you're suddenly uncomplicating things by putting labels on us." You were angry, rightfully so. He strung you along for months after you two slept together and then abandoned you the second anything real could happen.

"I only called you my girlfriend so they would leave you alone without things getting physical."

"So I'm only your girlfriend when it's convenient? Good to know." You laugh.

"Let's just get you inside and go to bed. We can talk about this tomorrow when you're not drunk." Seungmin tries to close the gap between you two, but you take a step back.

"Right, because nothing I'll say will matter because alcohol is involved. Just like when you fucked me?"

"Y/N, keep your voice down."

"If I remember correctly, it was a night like this. Both of us celebrating your comeback. We only had two drinks max. Not enough to actually be plastered, but enough for our lips to be loose and the truth to spill out. And you kissed me too, except, I didn't push you away. I wanted to kiss you. And you wanted to kiss me too. And then we came back here-- and well, you know what happened, you were there. And I know you remember because you always changed the subject when I tried to talk about it."

"Please, let's just talk about it inside--"

"Why? Because you don't want people to know that Kim Seungmin from Stray Kids is outside right now talking to his friend with benefits?" He quickly closes the gap and grabs your wrist so you can't walk away.

"Please?" You shake your hand a couple of times to wiggle out of his grip.

“Last chance, Seungmin. I'm going to give you one last chance, because God knows I gave you several of them. I'm going to go into my apartment building and if I make it inside, and you don't tell me what we are--what you want, then we're done--”

"You know I don't want to label anything, that isn't fair." He brushes your hair out of your face.

"Fair? You want to talk about fair? What's not fair is waiting for months for the man you love to make a first. Because I know how you are and I didn't want to push you. You made me believe that there is something there. That we could be something. And that went on for months. And then when I finally try to take matters into my own hands, you freak and ignore me for two fucking months. That's not fair."

"Why does having a even label matter?"

"Because a label means that I'm not some place holder. That you're not going to drop me the second you find someone you actually want to be with. That you truly want to be with me and only me. A label gives me stability. It gives me hope that you really love me as much as I love you."

"I really don't want to talk about this right now."

"Too bad, because I want to-- No, I need to. If I make it inside that building, we are done. Do you understand me, Kim Seungmin? Done. We will be nothing. Not a couple, or best friends, or even acquaintances. Nothing." You bite the inside of your cheek to keep from crying. The last thing you would want is for Seungmin to confess his feelings to you because you were crying and he felt bad. You wanted him to want you, genuinely want you.

You looked into his distressed eyes before slowly walking to the doors of your apartment building. You could feel the panic radiating off of him as you walked further away from him. He wouldn't just let you walk out of his life like that. Just throw away years of friendship like it was nothing. He couldn't.

After what feels like years, you finally reach the front door and pause with your hand on the doorknob, waiting--hoping that he'll say something, anything.

You take a deep breath and finally pull the door open, before freezing again, holding out for hope. You slowly walk in until you're fully inside the building. You turn around and watch the door close slowly as Seungmin's horrified face is eventually gone from your sight before you break down and let out the tears you've been holding in for months.

양 정 인 (Yang Jeong-In) (877 words)

"Figure your shit out?" You ask as you open the door to find your best friend standing on the other side of it.

You were still pissed at the whole situation. It's been 2 weeks since Jeongin kissed you and then acted like it didn't happen and it's been 1 week since you confronted him about it. You told him to text you when he figured his shit out, and honestly? You were surprised to find standing outside your apartment at 3 am on a Tuesday.

"Can I come in?" He questions. You can't remember the last time Jeongin had to ask to come in. He had his own key to your place and he let himself in most of the time, only occasionally needing you to open the door for him and even then he would just walk in.

"Did. You. Figure. Your. Shit. Out." You refuse to move, annoyed that he woke you up and annoyed at everything in general.

"Y/N, please, it's cold." You quickly glance at his body. He's wearing pjs and some random pair of sandals you bought him as a joke.

"You're a man and I have no idea what intentions you have with me at 3 in the fucking morning, so no." You snap. You know that it must be serious if he came to talk to you right now, but you want him to suffer a bit like you have for the past couple of weeks.

Innie digs his hands out of his pockets and cups your face before slowly pressing his lips into yours. Shocked, you push him off and stare at him in bewilderment.

"Does that answer your question?" He asks innocently.

"No the fuck it doesn't! Especially after last time." Despite the cool night air, you were suddenly hot. You're not sure if it's from anger or the surprise kiss.

"Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have listen to Changbin hyung." He mutters under his breath.

"What does Changbin have to do with this?" Your heart is pounding in your ears, not so loud that you couldn't hear him.

"I...we...look, let's just talk inside. Please?" He pleads. You bite your tongue and move to the side, finally letting Innie into your apartment. Your hand touches your bottom lip as you watch him walk straight to the couch.

He sits on the edge of the spot on the couch that he has long claimed as his own. You join him, sitting in the spot furthest away from him. A flash of hurt shines in his eyes before he blinks it away.

"Talk," You spit, crossing your arms.

"Give me a second," He pleads quietly.

"I gave you two weeks." You quickly fire back. He sighs and runs his hands through his already messy hair.

"I lied," He blurts out.

"You lied?" You ask, confused where this could be going.

"Last week, when I said I'd like us to still be best friends. That was a lie."

"So you don't want to be friends anymore?"

"No,"

"No?"

"Can you please just stop parroting me, this is already hard enough."

"In, I am tired, I have work in the morning, and you woke me up. Just spit it out." You lean back in your chair and watch as Jeongin fidgets in his seat.

"When I kissed you the first time, I knew what I wanted, that's why I kissed you. But then I panicked and needed to think about it. And when you confronted me last week, I panicked again. I'm not sure why. Chan hyung thinks I'm scared of being in a relationship with you and messing it up. And I think he's right."

"I'm scared of that too, you know. Which is why I haven't said anything."

"Minho hyung and Felix hyung said that too. And then I decided that I was going to fix this because the idea of not having you in my life because of my stupidity was unbearable. I just wasn't sure how."

"So you come to my home in the middle of the night and kiss me?" You sit forward watching as Jeongin blushes.

"Hyunjin hyung said I should do some sort of grand gesture. Hannie hyung said I should write you a song. Seungmin hyung said I should just tell you everything and Changbin hyung said I should just kiss you." He explains, face getting redder by the second.

"You know, Seungmin's suggestion, at a decent hour, would have been fine." You laugh. It's cute that he went to his brothers to get advice about all of this.

"I get that now. Honestly, I haven't been getting much sleep since we last talked and I couldn't take it anymore. I came here with the intention with following Seungmin, but I think the lack of sleep is catching up with me." He sighs. You stand up from your position and walk in front of the red faced man, sticking your hand out.

"C'mon boyfie, let's get you some sleep." You smile.

"Boyfie?" He questions, taking your hand.

"Nope, too late, you confessed and I accept. You can't take it back, you're my boyfriend now. Now, let's go to bed." You kiss his cheek and drag him to your room.

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the one that almost got away l y.jh

❥ Synopsis: When your friends decided to leave you alone with your long-term enemy, Yoon Jeonghan, he takes it upon himself to prove to you that he's not as much of an asshole as you say he is.

❥ Pairing: Enemy!Jeonghan x Afab!Reader

❥ Genre: Enemies to lovers Au, Smut, Kinda fluffy if you squint idkkk,

❥ Warnings: Enemy Jeonghan, He's not mean but he's Jeonghan, Unprotected Sex (be smart don't do that), i think that’s all!

❥ Word Count: 1.7k

a/n: request by anon!! ily anon mwah

“I literally cannot stand you, Yoon Jeonghan.” you spat, insanely annoyed at the man sat across from you with the same cocky smile he always sported when he was with you.

“Then sit?” He replied slyly, leaning back on the couch he was sitting on before facing you with a smirk. It was a lame comeback, one you’ve heard used multiple times but still it managed to piss you off because it's Jeonghan. You don’t know how he could talk to you so casually as if you both didn’t hate each other’s guts for as long as you’ve known each other.

You couldn’t stand a single moment with him, he always had to make some stupid remark or comment that had you seeing red but here you were, alone with Jeonghan in his apartment that was homier than you’d ever want to admit. Your friends had abruptly left earlier, promising to be back soon but it’s been an hour already and the both of you had yet to hear from them.

“Why are you always so mad when you’re with me?” Jeonghan asked while taking his phone out of his pocket, not even sparing you a glance as he awaits your response. You gave him the most puzzled expression, aware that he’s not even looking at you. “Because you’re you, Jeonghan. You’ve been insufferable since the day I met you” That causes him to look up at you with his eyebrows raised.

“I’m insufferable?” He scoffed, looking directly into your eyes with a serious expression. Somewhat offended that you had him painted out to be some sort of asshole that he wasn’t. “Have you ever considered you might be the asshole and not me?”

“No, I guess I haven't. Enlighten me though, what would getting to know you be like?” He smirked and patted the seat of the couch he was sitting on. You wordlessly obeyed and sat next to him. The close proximity had you feeling a little hot. Your heightened senses make his soft fresh scent get to your head. Feeling dazed, you look over in his direction and regret it immediately when he’s already looking right into your eyes.

“I guess getting to know me would include getting to know how I feel about you. I’m not an asshole you know? I just like seeing you all riled up” He cuts himself off with a small giggle “You’re cute when you’re all angry” You could almost explode hearing that. There is no way Yoon Jeonghan, the man you had a mutual hatred for for the past however many years, is calling you cute right now. On top of that, he’s been pissing you off all this time because he thinks you’re cute?

You looked away, avoiding the way his eyes were observing you so closely. “Look at me pretty” Jeonghan cooed, turning your head towards him gently.

“You look so pretty like this, can I kiss you?” he smirked “Hopefully that'll make it up to you for the past” He’s right, you never really got the chance to know him. All of your interactions with Jeonghan consisted of you taking all of his jokes to heart and snapping at him, necessarily ruining both of your nights but Jeonghan never let it show. You just thought he was always an unbothered asshole.

You thought for a second before nodding your head ‘yes’ and Jeonghan’s gentle hands were back on you, cupping your face softly before pressing your lips together in a soft kiss. Jeonghan’s lips felt close to perfect on your lips, you could taste the same strawberry lip balm that he always carried with him on his lips. The gentleness of his lips on yours was short lived because in no time he was moving you to lay down on the couch so he could hover above you, kissing you with more passion than before. You could only describe it as hungry, Jeonghan was rushing to get his hands on your hips, anticipating something more.

"Gonna let me fuck you Baby?" Jeonghan pulled away from you so he could look into your eyes while he waited for your confirmation but you didn't even give him a chance to look at you properly before you blurted out a quick 'yes' before pressing his lips back onto yours. Anyone could tell you two were more than desperate for each other the way you two were grabbing at each other in the most desperate way.

You were the one to pull away first this time, grabbing at the hem of his T-shirt, hoping he'd get the hint of what you wanted and of course Jeonghan got the hint because immediately he's pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside on the floor beside the couch. "Can I take off yours too?" You nodded before Jeonghan pulled your own shirt over your head, leaving you in only your pretty lacy bra.

"Take it all off Jeonghan" You pleaded, looking up only to see him grinning before looking down at you expectantly "Please?" You added, hoping that that's what Jeonghan was waiting for and you'd assume you were right with the way Jeonghan murmured a quick 'that's my girl' before sliding your sweatpants and panties off together before tossing them in the little pile of clothing the both of you formed on the floor. He rid himself of the rest of his clothes before carrying you over to his bedroom. It’s not somewhere you’d been before considering you never liked Jeonghan’s company to even stay at his place for anything over an hour and a half.

“How do you want me Baby?” Jeonghan asked as he brought you over to his bed. You thought for a moment before settling yourself onto all fours for him, presenting your pretty holes to Jeonghan. You heard him groan before you felt his hands on you, carefully taking in every inch of your body that he could in the position you were in. “You’re already so wet” Jeonghan groaned as he examined your pussy that was so prettily on display for him.

You were sick of waiting, all that making out and groping from earlier turned you on way more than it should’ve so to say you were only wet was an understatement. You were dripping with need for Jeonghan. For him to touch you where you needed him most, for him to fuck you to make up for all lost time, for him to finally calm your aching pussy. So immediately, you denied the prep Jeonghan offered. Eager to get his cock in you and fucking you into whatever dimesion he sees fit.

“Please just fuck me Jeonghan”

Jeonghan didn’t need to be told twice. He was immediately lining his cock up with your entrance, ever so slightly pushing the tip in before pulling it out and repeating the action over again. It was enough to make you let out a small whimper of his name but not enough to give you what you actually need. “Please baby, need you so bad, ‘m so wet and ready for you” You wiggled your hips slightly before pushing back on his cock, pushing it in deeper.

“Needy girl” Jeonghan chuckled. Giving in finally and bottoming out all the way causing both of you to moan out. Your legs already shaking by the size of Jeonghan alone. He was big and stretching you out so good you almost teared up at the feeling. Jeonghan wasn’t doing any better, he was fighting the urge to fuck into your tight pussy already but he held back until you gave him the green light and thankfully he didn’t have to hold out longer because in no time you were rocking your hips back against his, moaning loudly at the feeling of your tight pussy wrapping his cock so snugly and the way you were so wet had Jeonghan’s eyes rolling back. Enthralled by the way you felt so wet from only a bit of teasing and kissing and the fact you were so tight?? Jeonghan almost felt as if he wouldn't be able to move with the way you were gripping onto him.

Jeonghan soon found a pace that had you moaning out loudly, arching your back and grabbing at his perfectly white sheets. Perfect like the rest of him, you thought with the little drop of sanity you had left to even process any thoughts.

“You feel so good Hannie” You whimpered, reaching one hand down to rub at your clit. You could almost taste your orgasm creeping up on you. Your body reacts to every one of Jeonghan’s thrusts in the most delicious way and you can tell Jeonghan was not far away from what you were feeling by the way he was letting out a plethora of profanities and whimpering in your ear every so often.

“You close pretty?” Jeonghan chuckled, pulling you up by your shoulders so your back was pressed directly onto his chest making you let out a whine at the loss of and your head lolled back onto his shoulder before you nodded your head ‘yes’

“I want you to say sorry to me when you cum” Jeonghan grins, bring one hand down to your clit and rubbing harsh circles, forcing your orgasm to hit you in waves, each wave hitting harder than the last, babbling endless thank yous to Jeonghan and he smirks while whispering small praises into your ear. The position had him able to feel your body go limp against his, letting him hold you up while you came around him.

“Can’t believe you made me wait so fucking long for this” Jeonghan growled lowly, his orgasm hitting him as hard as yours hit you. His thrusts slowed down as he dipped his head down to press his lips onto yours, his cum painting your walls white as it spilled in you. The feeling of his warm cum filling you up had you moaning softly, body flopping down on his bed, allowing him to slip out of you and wander off to grab something to clean you up with.

“Guess the Yoon Jeonghan can be less of an asshole huh?” You joked, feeling him clean you up so gently.

“Guess you’re not so bad yourself”

#jeonghan smut #svt smut #seventeen smut #yoon jeonghan smut

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sxcret-garden · 4 months

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oohoo could you do a mtl of ateez members to have a sex playlist and fuck you to the rhythm of the songs <3 (please no cbat LMAOJSSKSIS)

OMG this is such a good question!! (And way easier to answer than the other one i got so imma start with this one nxbznxnxnx)

most

Mingi

Wooyoung

Hongjoong

Yunho

San

Jongho

Seonghwa

Yeosang

least

Okay so Mingi and Wooyoung are clear winners for me here. Like they're just so the type to do this, actually sitting down with the intention of creating you a sex playlist, and they'd be SO GOOD at making it too??? They're both gonna throw the most sensual, explicit songs on there, but the playlist is still gonna have style and not be cringy or too much. Though I wouldn't put it past Wooyoung to sneak an atz song on there for the heck of it (it's you???) and then be very upset in case you complain and very proud of himself if you cum during one of his parts 👀

Hongjoong would go about this systematically, sneakily asking what you think about some of the songs he's considering putting on the list but without letting you know about his intentions, and then building a playlist around that. He wants it to match your taste exactly, so you would enjoy yourself as much as possible once he turns it on and goes down on you to the music. Lots of sensual slow songs on there to leave you with an amazing experience

Yunho is a bit similar to Hongjoong, just that he'd be more relaxed about it. He'd definitely cater the playlist more to your tastes than to his own, but he'll never plan to surprise you with it. Quite the opposite actually, it soon becomes a fun little project for the two of you, and you're having way too much fun tweaking it and changing things up to make THE perfect sex playlist for you two. Needless to say, it'll get used quite a lot, even before it's been perfected

San too will one day have the idea of making you a sex playlist (most likely when he misses you and somewhat sadly jerks off to a song that reminds him of you jdhdjdjd). But it will probably end up in chaos cause he'll just throw random songs on there that make him think of you, and somewhere halfway through it isn't even a sex playlist anymore jdhdjdjd you'll be thankful if you never get to hear the first version during sex, but he will at some point reveal the original idea to you, so you can make a playlist that'll satisfy the both of you together!

Jongho strikes me as the type to get hooked on the idea of making you two a sex playlist after reading about it online or hearing about one of his friends having made one. And he's going to spend sooooo much time considering what to put on it, to the point he's still not finished after months, and refuses to even explain what that playlist with the weird emojis on his phone is when you catch a glimpse of it and ask him about it. And it's not that the playlist is bad, not at all, he's just so nervous about what you would think that he simply ends up never using it, rip xjbxnxnx (that's until you finally manage to convince him to at least let you listen to it, and once you tell him it's pretty nice actually that'll give him the confidence to turn it on during sex)

Seonghwa and Yeosang aren't at the bottom cause I wouldn't ever see them making a sex playlist, but because I think it isn't as likely. For Seonghwa I do see him getting the idea, but I think he'd struggle with figuring out what you'd like and what would fit and he'd definitely ask one of the others for advice. As for Yeosang I do think he'd be willing to make one if it's something that comes up in a conversation with you, he just wouldn't get the idea on his own. Might also prefer making it together with you, so you can make sure both of you will like the end result without him having to be anxious about whether you'd like his song choices or not when first letting you listen to the playlist!

#ateez smut #ateez mtl #ateez hard hours #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #hongjoong smut #seonghwa smut #yunho smut #yeosang smut #san smut #mingi smut #wooyoung smut #jongho smut #smut #mtl

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kayrrhin · 1 year

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Lipstick stains and Nicotine

part 2

characters: Law, Sanji, Nami, Robin

One piece fruits x gn reader (they're all gay, if you didn't understand)

Warning: use of tobacco by both characters and reader, swear words, french in Sanji's part,slightly suggestive at Nami and Robin's part

(proof read by my friend this time lol)

Law:

"[Name]-ya, please stop!"

You looked at your boyfriend who was covered in lipstick marks,

"Oh come on, this is fun, you like the attention too, don't lie."

He blushed a little, he was embarrassed, affection is not really his forte.

"That's true… a little, but you're distracting me from my work."

You chuckled, taking his face in your hands and kissing the tip of his nose.

"We both know it's good for you to take a break, if you do so, I'll stop, okay?

The surgeon rolls his eyes and smiles.

"Okay, I'll have smoke then, is it long enough for you?"

You thought for a second, to be honest you've been kissing him for at least 15 minutes, smoking would add at least 5 minutes, it was good enough.

"Okay, if I can get one."

You smiled at him and he laughed.

"Okay, little rat."

You gasped, falsely shocked

"How dare you call me that?

He placed the cigarette in your mouth, lighting it in the process,

"Shut up, we both know I need to be relaxed to take an efficient break, don't stress me out now."

He said in a teasing manner, you took a drag and chuckled.

"You're using the excuse of the break to your advantage.

He lit his cigarette,

"Yes, and you're the one who forced me to take one, putting lipstick on my face, you even smudged yours at the same time."

You pinched his cheek

"Fuck you, Mr. surgeon, I have the right to kiss my boyfriend, besides, it's kind of your fault, you should have taken one when I asked you to".

You were about to reapply your lipstick before he took it out of your hand and kissed you.

"True, but I have to admit I quite liked the attention."

Sanji:

"[Name]-Swan! I love you so much!"

You giggled at your boyfriend, kissing him all over his face was both the best idea yet the worst because he was probably about to pass out from the affection.

"I suggest we take a little break, so that you can get your thoughts together."

He looked a little sad at this new information, but you reassured him,

"We can continue later if you wish"

He smiled at you with heart eyes,

"Yes, that'll be perfect, mon amour."

He placed a cigarette between his lips, you took out your lighter and lit the cigarette for him,

"merci, chéri.e"

You smiled and kissed his cheek,

"Anytime, lover boy."

You stole the cigarette from his hand and took a drag, leaving him speechless.

"You're going to be the death of me."

He picks up the cigarette again and takes a drag of his own, a little flushed at the thought of your lips touching the filter a second ago,

"You're still so affected by this stuff, even after kissing me several times, you're really something else, honey".

You chuckled and placed your lips on his, leaving the man at a loss for words once again, he really is something else.

"You're adorable, really."

He could feel the heat rising to his face from the compliment, the man was so head over heels for you that the slightest of compliments would cause him to die, you stole his cigarette again, taking a long puff and kissing him, making him inhale the smoke and taste the nicotine,

"wow, s'il te plaît, encore une fois "

you laughed, giving in to his request and doing it once more

"Mon dieu, you are the best thing that ever happened to me, mon amour"

Nami

"[Name], pleaaaase, we were supposed to go out to smoke, not have a full on make-out session!"

Your girlfriend chuckled, pushing your face away,

"C'mon, not like you'd be against it!"

She laughed, picking up her cigarette and lighting it.

"I guess you'll smoke one of mine."

She looked at you unimpressed, already taking another cigarette.

"For someone so greedy, you share a lot with me, am I the cat bulgar's soft spot?"

You teased and smiled at her, but she poked your cheek.

"yeah, no, i just know you'll pay me back"

You both laugh and light your cigarette.

"ouch, you just harmed my ego. That's not very nice of you."

She giggled and kissed your cheek, leaving a lipstick stain as you've been doing for the past ten minutes.

"Yeah, I can see why you like doing that, you look stunning now".

"See, I know what real art is, don't I?"

You both laugh, take puffs from your cigarettes and carried on teasing each other,

"You really are a flirt."

She smiled and kissed your jaw, then moved down to kiss your neck.

"I need to, you are one too when you're in the mood."

You blushed slightly, looking at the red haired woman nipping at your neck before taking another puff,

"If you don't mind, I know a little game we could play after this."

"Please, I'm up for anything right now."

Robin:

" Dear, I think we should stop our reading session, you are not really what I would call "focused""

Your girlfriend says as she takes your face in her hands, your lipstick now a mess after covering her with kisses since at least 10 minutes into your reading session,

"Sorry, you're so beautiful, I wanted to kiss you."

She giggles and places a tender kiss on your lips,

"I think you've done just that, I might guess I'm even covered in lipstick now".

You feel a little guilty as you see her covered in (lipstick color) stains that start from her forehead and reach down to her collarbone,

"Yeah… sorry?"

she smiles sweetly at you, caressing your cheek

"Don't be, I enjoyed it, it had been a while since we had any time for ourselves, after all, a little affection from my partner is not something that i would be mad about, I even enjoyed it."

You smiled at her, noticed she had closed her book and grabbed her tobacco, rolling papers and a filter.

"May I?"

"I won't tell you not to when I want a smoke too, sweetheart."

She rolls her cigarette and places it between your lips,

"Here, take the first drag."

She lights it and you take a long puff, feeling the nicotine invading your lungs.

"Thank you, my love."

She took it back, also taking a puff.

"It's a pleasure, my darling."

The two of you share the cigarette for a little bit, after a while all that's left is the filter, your girlfriend puts out the cigarette and nuzzles her face into the crook of your neck, kissing it softly.

"Now, what exactly do you want to do, honey?"

she asked, the pet name rolling down her tongue in the right way to make you tremble before her gaze

"Well, I might have an idea, if you're up for it."

She looks at you intensely, moving a few inches closer to your face,

"I'm ready for anything, my love."

I'd also like to add that I know that Law, Nami and Robin do not smoke in canon, that's just a silly headcanon that I have, for Law and Nami it's the nostalgia of the smell and robin just depression leading to her developing a smoking habit

#sanji x reader #sanji x gn reader #sanji x male reader #trafalgar law x gn reader #trafalgar law x male reader #trafalgar law x reader #nami x reader #nami x gn reader #nico robin x reader #nico robin x gn reader #nico robin x male reader

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mistfallenmemes · 2 months

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𝙿𝙸𝙲𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝚄𝚁𝙽

"State the obvious."

"I didn't get my perfect fantasy."

"I realized you loved yourself more than you could ever love me."

"So go and tell your friends that I'm obsessive and crazy.

"By the way, I hate that stupid old pickup truck."

"You're a redneck heartbreak."

"You're a redneck heartbreak who's really bad at lying."

"Watch me strike a match on all my wasted time."

"As far as I'm concerned you're just another picture to burn."

"There's no time for tears."

"I'm just sitting here planning my revenge."

"There's nothing stopping me from going out with all of your best friends."

"My daddy's gonna show you how sorry you'll be."

"If you're missing me you better keep it to yourself."

"Coming back around here would be bad for your health."

𝙵𝙸𝙵𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙽

"You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors."

"Say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while."

"Try and stay out of everybody's way."

"You're gonna be here for the next four years in this town."

"You know I haven't seen you around before."

"When you're 15 and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe it."

"Feeling like there's nothing to figure out."

"Count to ten, take it in."

"This is life before you know who you're gonna be."

"Soon enough you're best friends."

"We'll be out of here as soon as we can."

"He's got a car."

"You're feeling like you're flying."

"Your mama's waiting up."

"You're thinking he's the one."

"And (you're) dancing around your room when the night ends."

"Your first kiss makes your head spin round."

"In your life you'll do things greater than dating the boy on the football team."

"But I didn't know it at fifteen."

"When all you wanted was to be wanted."

"Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now."

"Back then I swore I was gonna marry him one day."

"I realized some bigger dreams of mine."

"And we both cried."

"Don't forget to look before you fall."

"I've found time can heal most anything."

"You might just find who you're supposed to be."

"Take a deep breath, girl."

𝚂𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙺𝚂 𝙵𝙻𝚈

"The way you move is like a full on rainstorm

"The way you move is like a full on rainstorm, and I'm a house of cards."

"You're the kind of reckless that shoudl send me running."

"You're the kind of reckless that should send me running, but I kinda know that I won't get far."

"You stood there in front of me just close enough to touch."

"My mind forgets to remind me you're a bad idea."

"You touch me once and it's really something."

"You find I'm even better than you imagined I would be."

"I'm on my guard for the rest of the world but with you, I know it's no good."

"I could wait patiently."

"I run my fingers through your hair and watch the lights go wild."

"Just keep on keeping your eyes on me."

"It's just wrong enough to make it feel right."

"Lead me up the staircase."

"Won't you whisper soft and slow."

"I'm captivated by you, baby."

"Drop everything now."

"Meet me in the pouring rain."

"Kiss me on the sidewalk."

"Take away the pain."

"Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around."

"'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile."

𝚁𝙴𝙳

"Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street."

"Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall."

"(It's) like the colors in autumn, so bright, just before they lose it all."

"Losing him was blue, like I'd never known."

"Missing him was dark gray, all alone."

"Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met."

"Loving him was red."

"Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you."

"Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song."

"Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer."

"Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong."

"Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes."

"(I) tell myself it's time now gotta let go."

"But moving on from him is impossible when I still see it all in my head."

"And that's why he's spinning 'round in my head."

"(It) comes back to me, burning red."

"His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street."

𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙺 𝚂𝙿𝙰𝙲𝙴

"Nice to meet you, where you been?"

"I could show you incredible things."

"Saw you there and I thought 'Oh, my God, look at that face.'

"You look like my next mistake."

"Love's a game, wanna play?"

"I can read you like a magazine."

"Ain't it funny? Rumors fly."

"And I know you heard about me."

"So hey, let's be friends."

"I'm dying to see how this one ends."

"Grab your passport and my hand."

"I can make the bad guys good for a weekend."

"So it's gonna be forever or it's gonna go down in flames."

"You can tell me when it's over if the high was worth the pain."

"They'll tell you I'm insane."

"'Cause you know I love the players and (you) love the game."

"'Cause we're young, and we're reckless."

"We'll take this way too far."

"It'll leave you breathless or with a nasty scar."

"You're the King, baby, I'm your Queen."

"(I'll) find out what you want, be that girl for a month."

"I can make all the tables turn

"(I'll) keep you second guessing like 'Oh, my God, who is she?'"

"I get drunk on jealousy, but you'll come back each time you leave."

"'Cause, darling, I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream."

"Boys only want love if it's torture."

"Don't say I didn't, say I didn't warn ya."

"'Cause you know I love the players."

"But I've got a blank space, baby, and I'll write your name."

𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙶𝙰𝙼𝙴

"I wanna be your endgame."

"I wanna be your first string."

"I wanna be your A-Team."

"You and me, we got big reputations."

"I got some big enemies."

"You and me, we'd be a big conversation."

"You like the bad ones too."

"I don't wanna touch you."

"I don't wanna be just another ex-love you don't wanna see."

"I don't wanna miss you like the other girls do."

"I don't wanna hurt you."

"I know what they all say."

"I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders."

"The truth is, it's easier to ignore it, believe me."

"Even when we'd argue, we'd not do it for long

"I've made mistakes, and made some choices that's hard to deny."

"After the storm, something was born on the Fourth of July."

"With four words on the tip of my tongue."

"We tried to forget it, but we just couldn't."

"I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put 'em."

"(My) reputation precedes me, they told you I'm crazy."

"I swear I don't love the drama, it loves me."

"I can't let you go, your handprint's on my soul."

"It's like your eyes are liquor, it's like your body is gold."

"You've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks."

"So here's the truth from my red lips."

𝙲𝚁𝚄𝙴𝙻 𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙴𝚁

"Fever dream high in the quiet of the night, you know that I caught it."

"Shiny toy with a price, you know that I bought it."

Killing me slow, out the window

"I'm always waiting for you to be waiting below."

"Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes."

"What doesn't kill me makes me want you more."

"And it's new, the shape of your body."

"It's blue, the feeling I've got."

"It's cool, that's what I tell 'em."

"No rules in breakable heaven."

"It's a cruel summer with you."

"You say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times."

"We're not trying."

"So cut the headlights."

"I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone."

"And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know."

"He looks up grinning like a devil."

"I'm drunk in the back of the car."

"And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar."

"Said, "I'm fine, " but it wasn't true."

"I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you."

"And I snuck in through the garden gate every night that summer just to seal my fate."

"And I screamed for whatever it's worth 'I love you'."

"Ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?"

𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙶𝙰𝙽

"When you are young, they assume you know nothing."

"But I knew you; dancin' in your Levi's, drunk under a streetlight."

"I knew you; hand under my sweatshirt. Baby, kiss it better."

"And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed... you put me on and said I was your favorite."

"A friend to all is a friend to none."

"Chase two girls, lose the one."

"But I knew you; playing hide-and-seek and giving me your weekends."

"I knew you; your heartbeat on the High Line once in 20 lifetimes."

"To kiss in cars and downtown bars was all we needed."

"You drew stars around my scars but now I'm bleedin'."

"'Cause I knew you; steppin' on the last train, marked me like a bloodstain."

"I knew you; tried to change the ending, Peter losing Wendy."

"I knew you; leavin' like a father, running like water."

"But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss."

"I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs."

"I knew everything when I was young."

"I knew I'd curse you for the longest time."

"I knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired."

"... and I knew you'd come back to me."

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙼𝙿𝙰𝙶𝙽𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙱𝙻𝙴𝙼𝚂

"(You) booked the night train for a reason, so you could sit there in this hurt."

"Bustling crowds or silent sleepers, (you're) not sure which is worse."

"Because I dropped your hand while dancing, left you out there standing crestfallen on the landing."

"Your mom's ring in your pocket, my picture in your wallet."

"Your heart was glass, I dropped it."

"You told your family for a reason, you couldn't keep it in."

"Your sister splashed out on the bottle, now no one's celebrating."

"Your hometown skeptics called it 'champagne problems'."

"You had a speech, you're speechless."

"Love slipped beyond your reaches."

"I couldn't give a reason."

"Your Midas touch on the Chevy door, November flush and your flannel cure."

"This dorm was once a madhouse"

"I made a joke, well, it's made for me."

"How evergreen, our group of friends."

"Don't think we'll say that word again."

"And soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls that we once walked through."

"One for the money, two for the show."

"I never was ready, so I watch you go."

"Sometimes you just don't know the answer 'til someone's on their knees and asks you."

"She would've made such a lovely bride what a shame she's fucked in the head." "But you'll find the real thing instead; she'll patch up your tapestry that I shred."

"You won't remember all my champagne problems."

𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙽

"When the morning came we were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf 'cause we lost track of time again."

"Laughing with my feet in your lap like you were my closest friend."

"How'd we end up on the floor anyway?"

"Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how."

"I see you every day now."

"And I chose you."

"The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me and how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet."

"The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones, the lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon."

"When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy."

"How the hell did we lose sight of us again?

"Ain't that the way shit always ends?."

"You were standin' hollow-eyed in the hallway."

"Carnations you had thought were roses, that's us."

"I feel you no matter what."

"And I lost you."

"And I wake with your memory over me."

"That's a real fucking legacy."

"And I wake with your memory over me; that's a real fucking legacy to leave."

"It was maroon."

#memes #meme #roleplay meme #rp meme #sentence starters #roleplay memes #rp memes

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inlovewithgreta · 11 months

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you are my sunshine

Larissa Weems x Fem!Reader

Chapter One

Being the eldest sibling in the Addams family, you were always the one with the most responsibilities. The first one being protection.

If Pugsley was in trouble, you would have to step in and help.

On the other hand, if Wednesday was causing mayhem, it would be up to you to clean up the mess to prevent expulsion. However, piranhas in a swimming pool full of teenage boys was something you could not clean up.

Which is what led to today's main event.

Traveling to Nevermore.

You sat next to Wednesday on the lush red seats, staring idly out the window and watching as you drove past the stunning array of fall colored trees.

A flock of birds hitting the windshield snaps you out of your daze, bringing you back to the reality of your parents serenading each other from the seat across from you.

It's as if Wednesday had the same thought as you, you both turning to look at each other with matching looks of disgust at the sound of them kissing during the old tune.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes as this has been going on for hours between the two. Yes it irritated you, but it was mainly because you've never felt how they feel right now.

Wednesday does her best to not speak to the duo when they begin talking to her, but it doesn't last very long before she sharply elbows you in the side.

"Ow, what—"

"Y/N," The pig-tailed girl cuts you off, "Please remind our parents that I'm no longer speaking to them."

She eyes you, then them, then returns her focus back on you in a not so subtle 'go on' gesture that makes you sigh in annoyance.

"She says—" Gomez cuts you off with the gentle raise of his right hand.

"Thank God," You whisper to yourself, thankful you don't have to be the messenger.

Pugsley giggles to himself, always finding some kind of amusement in nearly everything you say or do.

You reach behind you and fluff the boy's hair, messing up his usually perfect dark strands.

"Y/N. . ." He drags out your name with a groan before fixing the new mess you made atop his head.

Gomez had since turned his attention back to the young girl while you were focused on teasing the boy.

Their voices get drowned out to the best of your ability but come to a halt when you notice a stern look from your mother.

"What?" You question.

"Your father is trying to talk to you."

Gomez speaks up when you look over at him. "I said, our little viper is going to love Nevermore, isn't she?"

"Oh, she's gonna have the time of her life." You try your best to hide your sarcasm but Wednesday always saw right through you.

"It's the perfect school for her." Morticia adds.

"Why?" Wednesday starts with her cutthroat attitude and that's when you know to turn your attention back to the scenery outside, knowing exactly where this conversation was headed.

They go back and forth while you sit and watch the leaves gently fall from the golden colored trees.

You were surprised that Wednesday even got into the vehicle in the first place but knowing she was backed into a corner, she knew her little tricks couldn't get her out of this one.

"Maybe you'll even make some friends," You hear from your soft spoken mother and force yourself not to laugh at her words. It's like they don't even know their own daughter.

"I don't do friends." Wednesday cuts back.

"It's where your sister proudly graduated top of her class and where I fell in love with your mother."

The two lean in, about to kiss each other once again before getting cut off just before their lips touch.

"You guys are making me nauseous." Wednesday eyes them down.

"Don't worry, that'll be you one day, sis." You couldn't help but tease the young girl.

Pugsley has his small giggle fit as usual.

"I highly doubt that." She replies in nearly an instant.

"Darling, you got yourself expelled, we had no other choice," Morticia starts, "You would've had an attempted murder charge on your record!" She goes on, her voice getting drowned out by the thunder roaring above the gloomy clouds as rain starts to drop from the sky.

There was something about rain and rowdy thunderstorms that always fascinated you.

"We're here!" Pugsley exclaims from the front seat.

Both you and Wednesday whip around in your seats just in time to see the old steel gates that read 'Nevermore Academy' open to allow you passage onto school grounds.

Rain gently patters against the car as you drive down the long entrance. Numerous gargoyles on stone pillars greeted you as you drove past them.

Your eyes are quickly met with the ginormous school ahead of you. Bricks and windows lined the outside walls of the building, and the roof was built with the most intricate design.

Lurch parks the car at the front entrance, allowing you, Wednesday, and your parents to get out of the car.

"Oh, now this brings back memories." Morticia smiles at Gomez as the four of you stand at the grand entrance.

"The best memories, mi amor." Gomez smiles back at her and kisses her cheek.

Standing before the building in front of you had memories of your own time at the school flooding back to you. Some were good and some were bad, but none of that mattered now as you were about to make more memories of your own.

You try to calm your racing thoughts as you open the tall doors in front of you and make your way to meet the Headmistress of Nevermore Academy.

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tonysaintborgi · 4 months

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Hello! I was hoping for some advice. How do I practice drawing without getting really frustrated? I can imagine what I'm trying to do, but my hands just won't do the thing and it's very frustrating.

My art program crashing midway through does not help matters

Now it should be noted I certainly am not an expert here. I'm not even an artist I'm just a guy with a comically large mobile tablet. but i think one thing that held me down was I always expected an end result. like even if i was just practicing, i was certain I'd still end up with something i could post. this caused a level of emotional attachement that made it frustrating when it just wasn't working. so what I'm saying is, practice freeing youself of your earthly attachements to your practices. when you're practicing, there is no need to have a finished result. you can toss that fucker into the trash! Kobe!

if you're focusing on something specific - say, for example, hands - rather than drawing one hand and trying to make it perfect, draw a ton of hands! that'll help your coordination better than just drawing one hand and editing it until it's perfect, because then what you're learning is how to edit, not how to draw it in the first place, y'know?

also, there's a post going around about tracing - altho I don't have it available to me, it said something I've also been meaning to try. something like tracing a resource, then trying to directly copy the trace, and then finally just use the copy as a reference. which goes well with the disattachment: since this is just practice, you can literally trace anything you want because you're throwing the page away at the end, cuz it's just practice!

also this is only slantly related, but I'm sure it'd be good practice. I've been meaning to have a sip-and-paint to a Bob Ross with my friend. like yeah I'll have some wine and paint along with Mr. Ross, that sounds fun as hell. probably wouldn't hurt, right?

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teenwolfmarvel-obsessor · 11 months

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Anti-Hero

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Summary: Loving yourself never comes easy to anyone. For some people, it's harder to understand. After coming out of a relationship, you never fully loved yourself until you met Steve Harrington. He was the one that has always reminded you of how perfect you are. On one particular today, you don't feel like yourself, but Steve helps you remember how perfect you are.

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Y/N/N: Your Nick Name

Y/L/N: Your Last Name

Warnings:

Trouble with self-image

Angst (maybe???)

Steve Harrington x-reader

Steve, Robin, and I sat together. I was trying to help Robin study for her calculus final this Friday. She has been a nervous wreck all week. "Okay, what's an integral?" I asked, flipping through her notecards. Her chin sat on her hand, her fingers tapping the table.

I have this thing where I get older but just never wiser Midnights become my afternoons When my depression works the graveyard shift All of the people I've ghosted stand there in the room

Steve looked up from his textbook to see if our friend knew the answer. "Um," she cleared her throat, "the reverse operation of a differentiation?" Robin looked at me for approval. I smiled and nodded my head. My friend sighed and leaned back in her seat. Steve chuckled to himself and went back to 'writing' his notes for our next assignment.

I shifted in my seat, wishing I hadn't worn this sweater. I had just gotten it and probably should've washed it before wearing it. "You okay?" Steve said quietly. "Yeah. This sweater is just really itchy," I complained. "Well, you could just take it off," Steve winked. I rolled my eyes and shook his gaze.

Robin's face scrunched at Steve's expression. She dropped her face when Steve glanced at her. Every once in and awhile, my boyfriend looked my way as I began to feel uncomfortable in the sweater. He leaned over and spoke so only I could hear. "I think you look very pretty," he muttered. He nudged my shoulder so I could look up at him.

He kissed my forehead just as the bell rang. The three of us stood up to head to class. Steve and I had our Biology final, while Robin had her Art final. "Good luck, Robin. I know you'll do great," I said. She thanked me and went down the opposite way. Steve put an arm around my shoulders. "You okay?" he asked.

I nodded. Steve dropped it, and we walked into class. He sat on the other side of the classroom while I went to the other. Our teacher decided to separate the groups to see if that would help us concentrate, but I'm not sure if that'll help. "Good afternoon, class," Ms. Smith greeted, "You will have two hours to complete this exam. After you are finished, bring the test to me and go back to your seats."

She took out the packets from her desk. Our teacher separated them by rows and handed them to the people at the front. Everyone passed them back. I pulled out my pencil, leaning over to ask Erica to hand a pencil to Steve. My boyfriend looked over his shoulder and thanked me with a smile.

I winked at him and started my test when our teacher waved us to begin. It was intimidating to see everyone else finishing the test before me, but I was able to finish with just thirty minutes to spare. I began drawing on a separate sheet of paper.

I should not be left to my own devices They come with prices and vices, I end up in crisis I wake up screaming from dreaming One day I'll watch as you're leaving, 'cause you got tired of my scheming

I hadn't realized that the bell rang. I was in my own little world. Steve walked over to me and tapped me on the shoulder. "Hey," he said, "You ready for lunch?" I nodded and stood up from the desk.

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(Later)

"I don't know what's wrong. I'm worried about her, Nancy," Steve said, running a hand through his hair. "Worried about who?" I asked, joining our friends for lunch. He looked up from his pasta. He glimpsed at Nancy. "Oh, he was telling me that he's worried for Robin," she said.

I nodded and took out a sandwich my mom made for me this morning. "I don't blame her. Calculus is hard," I said, taking a sip of my water. Nancy nodded in agreement. She smiled as Jonathan sat down.

Robin soon joined the other side of me, her plate covered in different types of food. I looked at her with raised brows. "What? Art class brings an appetite out of me," she shrugged. "How was that final, by the way?" I asked. "It was fine. I'm hoping my sketches were good enough," she answered. For the rest of lunch, we talked about our midterms and what we were doing over the weekend.

My boyfriend and I planned to take a trip to Lovers Lake with Nancy and Jonathan. Nancy had been talking about it all week; she wanted to provide the snacks, meaning she and her mother would be making them.

"Y/N, Steve. How did the Biology exam go? I need the details before I step foot in Ms. Smith's classroom," Jonathan asked. "It was easy, surprisingly," Steve replied, "It was just those graphs we studied, and we have to label some cell parts." Jonathan nodded, taking a bite of his lunch. I thought it was a little easy. Biology was kind of an okay subject for me.

It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me At tea time, everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero

When it came to different terminology or finding the correct definitions, I'd always get stumped. Nancy had helped Steve and me study for the midterm. I just hoped that was enough to get me a better grade in the class.

Steve noticed that I had grown quiet after the mention of our Biology midterm. Lunch ended, and it was time for us to head to the library, given that we had a free period. I wanted to head home, but I knew my parents wouldn't like me leaving early, especially during midterm week.

The two of us walked back to the library. "Are you sure you're okay?" Steve asked, sitting down across from me. I nodded, not wanting to worry him. But something tells me that even saying I was fine probably made him more worried. Steve knew what went through my head regardless if I told him or not.

He was aware of my problems with self-image, I was getting better, but some days were harder than others. I had a great support system, and I thanked Steve for that every day. Today, for example, wearing this sweater that I thought I liked was really putting me in a different mood.

Sometimes I feel like everybody is a sexy baby And I'm a monster on the hill Too big to hang out, slowly lurching toward your favorite city Pierced through the heart but never killed

And Steve could tell just by me zoning out or the constant nodding in assurance or words such as 'I'm fine' and 'I'm okay' with an unconvincing smile. At times, it felt like I was my own anti-hero, taking myself down for no reason. My mom always told me that those thoughts were the cons of growing up.

I mean, I guess she's right. We grow up in our bodies, so why do we treat ourselves badly? I pulled out my textbook to finish my study guide; that way, I wouldn't have to do it when I got home.

Steve promised he would help my brother practice for Lacrosse tryouts, and he asked me to be the ref. Steve never played Lacrosse, but his father did in college, so he's learned a thing or two.

Steve did anything but look at his book. Steve smiled at me when he saw my head stuck in my book. He pulled the edge of the book towards himself, but I brought it back to me. "Don't study too hard. Your eyes will pop out of her head," he teased.

He chuckled when my eyes met his. The corners of his mouth lifted, smiling at my nose scrunching at his comment. "What's wrong?" I whispered. "Nothing. I just think you should take a break," Steve thought. "Steve, we've been in the library for five minutes," I clarified.

Steve rolled his eyes and leaned back in his seat. He tapped his hands on the desk, acting like the table was a drum set. I looked over my shoulder to see the librarian scowling at my boyfriend. I hid my laugh with a cough. Steve sunk in his seat and sent a look my way. "Shut up," he muttered. "Make me," I replied, flipping to another page in my book.

Did you hear my covert narcissism I disguise as altruism Like some kind of congressman? I wake up screaming from dreaming One day I'll watch as you're leaving And life will lose all its meaning

He lightly kicked my leg, causing me to jump at the touch. Steve smirked to himself and finally grabbed his notebook. I shook my head in amusement and went back to my own little world where I escaped every now and then. Another thing my mother would always point out, "Sometimes going into your own reality isn't always a good thing, honey."

I'd roll my eyes at her comment. My father would disagree and claim that's where I get my most thinking done. He's always been someone who has supported me. He's got this carefree and jumpy personality that my brother and I loved, including Steve. Then, my mind goes to another part of my reality that reminds me of how different I am from my family.

I've never been an active person. Sure, I did dance and soccer when I was younger, but now that I'm getting close to college. I have no clue what I want to do with my life. My parents often say that I should do whatever I want with my life, but it's kind of hard to figure that out at age eighteen. Steve tells me not to beat myself up about it.

It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me At tea time, everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero

The last bell rang for the day. Finally! It was time to head home. Steve's arm found its place on my shoulders on our way to his car. We said goodbye to our friends before driving to my place. My brother was still at school, but Steve wanted to set up my yard for Timmy, my brother.

My fingers tapped on the armrest as the radio played. Steve turned up the volume, noticing me bopping my head to the melody. He glanced at me and smiled. We pulled into the driveway and walked inside. "I'm gonna get changed. I'll be right back," I told Steve.

He gave me a thumbs up, stepping into the kitchen to grab a snack. I changed into my father's sweatshirt and shorts, immediately feeling more comfortable in these clothes. I loved the way the soft fabric of the sweatshirt touched my skin. It almost felt like I getting a hug the whole time I wore it.

I rubbed the side of the sleeves as I walked into the kitchen. Steve leaned against the counter, eating an apple and reading a book. I chuckled softly. "What?" he looked up with a portion of the apple in his mouth. "You look so philosophical," I said. His leg was propped on the cabinet, and he wore his favorite red sweater.

Steve looked at his position and attire before looking back at me. He caught on and put the book down. "What were you even reading?" I walked over to him. I noticed it was my grandmother's old cookbook. I let out another laugh. "What? It looked interesting," Steve defended himself.

"The art of making squash soup sounded interesting to you?" I held up the blue and green book. "Yeah," he said, taking another bite of the fruit. I wiped a bit of juice the apple had spread. Steve leaned into my touch.

I have this dream my daughter-in-law kills me for the money She thinks I left them in the will The family gathers 'round and reads it, and then someone screams out, "She's laughing up at us from hell"

He looked like he was going to ask me something but didn't know how to properly say it. I took my hand off his face and thought of getting something for myself. I opened the fridge and scanned over the shelves. "Y/N/N, can I ask you a question?" Steve set his foot on the ground.

"Sure. You can ask me anything," I said, picking up a small bottle of orange juice and a cheese stick. Steve sighed and turned to me with his side against the kitchen island. "I know I've asked this all day, but I'd like to get a true response," Steve said, "We're always honest with one another, but today I feel like there is something that you're not telling me."

I closed the fridge, partially knowing what he was going to ask me. I leaned against the appliance with my eyes on the tiled flooring. I traced the triangle pattern along the edges. "Is it something that I've done? If it is, tell me, and I can fix it," Steve stepped towards me with open hands. I shook my head and looked up at him for the first time since getting my snack.

It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me It's me, hi, everybody agrees, everybody agrees

"I don't think you can fix this," I said. Steve's brows furrowed. I looked up at the ceiling fan to prevent myself from getting emotional. Steve stood beside me but made sure to keep a good distance. "Today's been hard," I spoke, "I know I'm getting better at not looking at myself as the anti-hero, but some days that idea just can't seem to escape my head."

Steve watched me as I expressed what was going through my head all day or all the time. He hesitated at first but laced his hand with mine. "I know you said I can't fix this, but I sure as hell am going to try and fix it," Steve said. He reached down and kissed the top of my head.

"I love you for you," he said, "I love your smart brain. I love the way you look at things differently. And I especially love how you go along with my shitty pickup lines. Robin might think they're stupid, but you never stop to make me smile with your comebacks." He wrapped his arms around me tightly. "I love you too," I said, earning another kiss on the forehead.

It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me At tea time, everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero

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giggly-squiggily · 5 months

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Here’s a random question for you on this Monday afternoon - which character(s) do you think can sing really well? Whether through natural talent or tons of practice? 🤔

Hope you’re having a good beginning of the week! 😊❤️

Hehe, yes! A question for Monday afternoon- totally didn't forget to answer this until Saturday, nope! Not at all...👀🤣

Nah but seriously- I've gotcha friend! :D This is a fabulous question AHH!

Right off the bat- RIGHT OFF THE BAT: Chuuya. He's got an amazing voice and a wide range of musical taste, so if you're lucky and catch him in the act, you'll be treated to a mini performance! Dazai will sometimes sit by and listen in, just out of sight so Chuuya doesn't stop. He might not know many of the songs he's singing, but my god does he love it!

Also: Zenitsu! I've said this before, but the electric blonde has a really good singing voice! Just like his skills with the Shamisen and Koto- his hearing allows him to make sure he's pitch perfect. Also; he's just got a really nice voice, you know? When he's not screaming and freaking out; it's incredibly soothing to hear!

Joe from Sk8? He loves to sing while cooking! He mainly sings in Italian for the vibes (and to wow the pants off the kids- they didn't know he could sing- let alone in a different language!). He also knows those incredibly romantic love songs he saves especially for Cherry when they're alone; it's one of the few things that'll fluster him and Joe is living for it!

Gordon can sing opera. No I will not elaborate.

...okay fine akljrekarjkejkrj I think he mainly picked it up cause he tends to mumble so much? Opera requires you to really bring it, so he figured if he learned to do so, he'd have an easier time speaking a bit louder. The results?...He still mumbles TwT' But now there's the added effect of him singing opera while in the bath and everyone assuming the Bull's base is haunted kjarjkekjrakjejk (I love Gordon so much akrjajerje)

Yor is a good singer- she sang lullabies to Yuri all the time when they were kids and things were difficult; and she sings them to Anya whenever she's having a bad dream and needs comfort. Loid sometimes will listen in whenever she sings to Anya cause it reminds him of his mom doing the same thing years ago.

Finally, cause it's me and I wanna yell about Blue Lock- I think Nagi is a surprisingly good singer? He's one of those people who have tons of hidden talents, you know? Maybe one day he hears Chigiri singing something under his breath (credit to you friend for the hc that Chigiri can sing :3) and joins in cause he recognizes the tune- it's likely from an anime they both watched at some point. Now the redhead's all: ??? Cause he didn't know Nagi could sing and Nagi's all "Why'd you stop?" cause he was starting to get into it kjarjkekjrjkaejrk

There's so many more, but I'd end up writing a whole novel of characters I think could sing if I didn't stop here ajejrarjajkrjk

Honorable mentions go to:

Akutagawa (BSD): He plays the piano as well!; Mikasa (AOT): She doesn't sing all that much, but if she did it'd be the prettiest sound ever!; Mitsuya (Tokyo Revengers): The man has pipes! If you catch him in the Home Etc. room after school working on the Toman Jackets, you'll find out he's got one heck of a singing voice!; Finral (Black Clover): Him and Vanessa can sing- sometimes they do little duets!

Thanks for asking!

#squiggily speaks #ask #thisblogwillselfdestruct #friend :3 #anime talks #singing headcanons #Nagi and Chigiri were singing Akuma No Ko #Had to get the Nagiri in there hehehe #Plus that's all I've been listening too/singing along with this past week so we had to get it in there akjejkrajkraejkrja #I love it when characters sing; it makes me happy ljaejkraejk :D #I hope you're doing alright! :D

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what i've decided to do for this valentines day is to invite my only asexual friend who i care about very much to play video games. its basically just a normal hangout session and I am explicitly not treating it like a date because it isnt. (do not hang out with someone and pretend its a date if they did not agree to a date)

what I hope to do is essentially just create an environment and opportunity where if there is anything at all between us, it is the perfect opportunity to lay it out on the table. it is a fully take it or leave it scenario. it is not a date unless they decide they want it to be. assuming nothing at all happens I will promptly move on with my life and we will keep being nothing but friends

this is my only solution to A) how much of a coward I am, and B) how much of a coward they are. we've both talked about how we're both cowards in most aspects of life, have some amount of interest in finding a partner but don't want to bother with the process of dating. this is probably the biggest opportunity for either of us to act on that, but i'm obviously not comfortable making the first step since I don't want to put them in a situation where they'll be uncomfortable and they know that I've gone on record saying that I don't really like gender roles and don't want to be expected to make the first step just because i'm masc

if they think anything of me that's more than just friends, this is the only opportunity where all of the circumstances come together for the perfect scenario, so that's how I know they'll either act on it or don't have any kind of feelings like that towards me at all, and that'll essentially round out the closure that I've been seeking for a few years now.

truthfully, I really don't expect anything. we both have talked about how neither of us really find the appeal in what comes with a relationship, or if we'd do anything different, or if it's worth it at all. part of me thinks that just, acknowledging that we think of each other a certain way would be enough for either of us. I don't know though because they have mentioned being aro but not sure they're fully ace, and i really don't think i'm comfortable being sexually involved with anyone i care that much about (aside from just the lack of interest in participating in sex in general)

i dunno. this is just the least harmful scenario i could think of creating on the offchance that there actually is something between us, but i feel extra cowardly for not being able to commit to the action, creating excuses and even thinking about lies in order to back out of it, even if it is all in an effort to avoid causing her any trouble. it makes me feel dumb. it makes me feel stupid. i don't even know what to even CALL how i feel towards her. it's not any description of love that I've heard before, i'm not obsessed and she's not on my mind 24/7, but if I had to pick a person I care about the most and would do (almost) anything for, it would be her. so obviously that's too much for me to ignore and this is the only compromise that fits the criteria of being harmless enough while still allowing it to play out.

the more i think about it the more i feel stupid and annoyed with myself so i'm cutting this post off here. not like it will make a difference when 2/15 rolls around because that door will be closing forever so I ensure I don't waste any more energy. i'll just get a gay furry boyfriend and call it a day. i think i'll also feel a lot more comfortable being friends with her once I drop the guilt of fathoming a reality where we're anything more than that so realistically tomorrow will go great either way and we'll all be able to move on, i just needed to get it off my chest so i can actually sleep tonight

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Rule Breaker

Steven Adler X Reader

A/n: Dedicated to the most beautiful man ever, Steven Adler🤭🫶

Word count: 820

Warnings: Fluff & Axl being a controlling older brother😤

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"Y/n, can you get the door? It'll be the guys!" My brother, William yelled from the kitchen. "You're in the kitchen, walk for once," I yelled back. "You're right there," He shouted. I rolled my eyes and opened the door. Behind it stood my brothers friends and band members, Duff, Saul, Izzy and Steven. I've never really had a thing for my brothers friends but when I say Steven is different, I really mean it. He's literally the definition of perfect. His blonde hair which was almost always messy but framed his face in the most perfect way possible. His blue eyes feeling like a gut punch with how breathtaking they were. And my favourite of all, his bright smile. His soft, plump lips always curved upwards, revealing his perfect teeth. I wonder how his lips would feel on mine or how they'd feel, between my legs ma- "Y/n? You okay?" I heard Duff say. "Huh? Yeah, just thinking about some homework I've got for college. I'll be in my room," I spoke not quiet enough to be a whisper but not loud enough to be speaking. Not quick enough to be rushed but not slow enough to be a stroke.

I rushed upstairs to my room and sat down on my bed, just staring at the ceiling. Now, normally by now I would've asked Steven out but I can remember the conversation or pep talk if you will, that he gave to the guys the first time they met me.

"The ground rules for you four are, One, no dating my sister. Rule two, No kissing my sister. Lastly, no sex, AT ALL with her. Am I fucking clear?" He stated. "What's the fun in that?" Slash joked, causing Axl to throw a magazine at him. "Fine, god! We get it," he rolled his eyes. The rest of them just grunted a 'yeah'.

"Hey, y/n? You okay?" I heard a voice from the other side of my door. "Huh? Oh, yeah, fine thanks," I replied, just wishing they'd go away so I could continue thinking about someone I can't have. "Is it okay if I come in?" He spoke again. "I guess so," I replied once again. The door knob twisted and in walked no one other than Steven. "Oh, Stevie, I didn't realise it was you," I perked up as he closed the door behind him. "Yeah, you looked at me weird when you welcomed us in," he smiled. "That's just my face, I'm afraid," I joked. "No it's not. I know your face, your face is usually filled with life, love and happiness. Today, you look..." he stalled, looking for the word. "Pissed off?" I finished his sentence with how I was actually feeling. "I was gonna say like you're plotting Axl's death but that'll do," he laughed. There it was again, his angelic smile. "But in all seriousness, what's wrong?," He asked. "Nothing out of the ordinary, just Axl getting in the way of my life because he doesn't want to believe I'm an adult," I explained. "I know he's a tad bit controlling, Y/n, but he's just trying to keep you safe and happy," he replied. "If he wanted to keep me happy, he'd let me date who I want. I can't have one fucking relationship where he doesn't chime in and ruin it. It's the same with the person I like now, him and his stupid, possessive, shitty fucking rules are stopping me from having a relationship I really, really want," I started crying half way through the sentence, making Steven place his arms around me and pull me into his chest. "He can't stop you from doing what you want but he can help you make better decisions for yourself. Maybe you should talk to him and see if you can come to an agreement on this person," he replied. "I can't, Stevie. The person is off limits one hundred percent," I started crying more, but not from sadness, from anger. "Oh, Y/n. Who is it? Maybe I can help you with them," He offered. "I can't tell you," I mumbled. "I thought we didn't keep secrets from each other?" He begged. "We don't but this is too much for us," I sobbed. "If you don't want to tell me, I underst-". "It's you, Stevie. I love you, I want to be with you but Axl will lose his shit," I interrupted him. "R-really?" He whispered. "Why would I lie about something like that?" I mumbled. Before either of us could say something else, he kissed my lips, hungrily, desperately. I kissed him back, the kiss turning heated but in a romantic way. Not sloppy but not all that coordinated. "We can find a way around Axl's rules because I fucking adore you, Y/n Rose," He grinned, making me go all gooey inside.

That fucking smile.

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signoraviolettavalery · 4 hours

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any bokris coded taylor songs tonite queen?

well just for giving me the title of "queen," you get multiple

Firstly, a bunch off of Fearless, because an album about being in love as a teenager is, like, perfect for Bokris. For example, "Sparks Fly":

The way you move is like a full on rainstorm And I'm a house of cards You're the kind of reckless that should send me running But I kinda know that I won't get far

And you stood there in front of me just Close enough to touch Close enough to hope you couldn't see What I was thinking of

Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain 'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around 'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

My mind forgets to remind me you're a bad idea You touch me once and it's really something You find I'm even better than you imagined I would be I'm on my guard for the rest of the world But with you, I know it's no good And I could wait patiently But I really wish you would

Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain 'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around 'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

I run my fingers through your hair And watch the lights go wild Just keep on keeping your eyes on me It's just wrong enough to make it feel right And lead me up the staircase Won't you whisper soft and slow I'm captivated by you, baby Like a fireworks show

Just....something about Bojan being wild and beautiful and reckless, and yet sparks fly between the two of them. Kris is careful and responsible and introverted and shy and he knows someone like Bojan is a bad idea, but his smile is so brilliant, when they kiss it feels like sparks fly

But also, also. "The Way I Loved You." Imagine Bokris having had a relationship, and it was passionate, and yet neither of them were quite ready for it. They were young, they didn't know how to have a healthy relationship, they had issues to work on...so they break up, and Kris gets with Damon. Who is, on paper, a perfect boyfriend. Everything Kris should want. And yet....

He is sensible and so incredible And all my single friends are jealous He says everything I need to hear, and it's like I couldn't ask for anything better He opens up my door and I get into his car And he says, "You look beautiful tonight" And I feel perfectly fine

But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain And it's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name So in love that you act insane And that's the way I loved you Breaking down and coming undone It's a roller coaster kind of rush And I never knew I could feel that much And that's the way I loved you

He respects my space And never makes me wait And he calls exactly when he says he will He's close to my mother Talks business with my father He's charming and endearing And I'm comfortable

But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain And It's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name You're so in love that you act insane And that's the way I loved you Breaking down and coming undone It's a roller coaster kind of rush And I never knew I could feel that much And that's the way I loved you

He can't see the smile I'm faking And my heart's not breaking 'Cause I'm not feeling anything at all And you were wild and crazy Just so frustrating, intoxicating, complicated Got away by some mistake and now

I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain It's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name I'm so in love that I acted insane And that's the way I loved you Breaking down and coming undone It's a roller coaster kind of rush And I never knew I could feel that much And that's the way I loved you Whoa-whoa-oh-oh, oh

And that's the way I loved you Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Never knew I could feel that much And that's the way I loved you

Damon visiting Slovenia, getting close with Chantal, always calling when he says he will even when he's in LA or Kris is on tour...but his heart belongs to Bojan. To the way they fought and the way they loved and sparks flew both times. (Spoiler: they work it out and get back together because I said so).

I also kind of imagine "I Can Do it With a Broken Heart" being by/about Bojan. As the frontman and the image of a band, and I can imagine him pining for Kris, heartbroken while he's with Damon, but he's gotta hold it together. He's gotta keep up appearances. He's gotta perform. "Lights, camera, bitch, smile, even when you wanna die." In Ptuj, through an anxiety attack. In Celje, with a 39 degree fever. Throughout a tour, broken-hearted, knowing the love of your life belongs to someone else. "Breaking down, I hit the floor All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting, "More" something something "everybody's waiting at the ball for you to shine like a lighthouse" something something.

(while I'm on the subject, this is not quite bokris but have you considered listening to Everybody's Waiting fallowed by mirrorball and then crying)

#bokris #taylor swift

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a-tale-of-legends · 5 months

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@weliveinapokemonworld okie dokey! This is related to me asking y'all just to give me asks about a canon character btw! I wanted to ramble so I shall~

Nessa Murray, beloved gym leader, model and girlfriend to Sonia! It's been a long time since I thought about her, so let's get some hcs going.

Bulbapedia speculates that Nessa's love for water types come from her dad being a fisherman and her mom working at the market place, which I find really cute honestly. Especially with her parents, since now I'm imagining them being such a duo when it comes to both in marriage and in work. I think Nessa got a really good example of a healthy relationship growing up.

Unless it gets confirmed in pokemas, I actually don't think Milo was in the gym challenge in his youth. He doesn't exactly seem like the type in all honesty. So how he and Nessa met is probably when they both became gym leaders. Being as competitive as she is, as well as Nessa coming from a fishing market town vs Milo's farming market town, AND the fact that Milo specializes in a type stronger than hers, I think Nessa thought would have been a worthy opponent to be considered her rival. It's completely one sided though, but Nessa is insistent on the two being rivals. I think it bugs Nessa how lax Milo is when it comes to his battling. As in him not having the heart to crush weaker trainers if he wanted to. Cause he could. She knows he could, she got her ass handed to him before, so she knows that Milo is super strong. So she just wishes he would stop worrying and go all in, give trainers a hard pose of reality that'll push them to greater heights. Of course, Milo doesn't see it that way, which bugs her even more but .....she does respect him a lot. Enough to not push her own way of thinking onto him, especially when he's already going pretty well. That being said she gets very defensive when people criticize him in front of her. Rivarly aside, that's her friend and co-worker and she will not have him be disrespected.

I feel like all the gym leaders of Galar have perfected the mask they have to put on for their audience, but I think no one does it like Nessa. The only one that I think matches her in that aspect is Leon himself. Given that she works two jobs, each demanding a certain skill set and way of thinking, she often has to bring to versions of herself to her jobs. I think gym leader Nessa is where Nessa really shows her competitive side that she wouldn't be able to show as a model. And as a model, she gets to show her serenity, so to speak, something she can't really do as a gym leader. Both jobs are still ultimately her, just her prioritizing one part of her over the other. When she's with Sonia or any of her friends, she gets to show both sides to her easily. Also is much less tense lol.

Going back up to the fact that her parents are a fisherman and a market worker respectively. I think this tells me that Nessa, much like Leon, didn't grow up with much. I feel like she was decently well off, but the market place is fickle, so money isn't always the most consistent. And fishing isn't always consistent either. Nessa becoming a gym leader and a model was probably a blessing to her- being able to support her family more. Again, given how Hulburry seems to be a fishing community, they are able to make a good amount of income. I'm just thinking, for Nessa's family specifically, there were some high highs and low lows. Gym work and modeling made things more consistent.

Some smaller things: Legendverse Nessa wears braids. This is important. I also wish I could accurately show her eye color change but alas. Just think of her current eye colors and swap it. That.

At one point, there was a small plan for Nessa and Raihan to fake date for the public ( there's a better sentence for what I'm trying to say here, but it's lost on me. Just know it was all business). It was honestly short lived though. It's something that Raihan likes to joke about now and again and it's something Nessa loves decking him for.

This is probably me trying to read one piece + my Pirate! Nessa agenda, but I think Nessa would be good at making maps, or at least charting the weather. She learned from her dad, knowing when's a good day to fish and why. She also knows how to work around a market and sell a product, thanks to her mom. Carol learns a lot from her. ( Again, blame one piece for this lol)

also I found this in Bulbapedia

So I guess my hc that Hulbury and turffield has or had some sort of rivarly is probably on the money heh.

That's all I have for now though! Hope you enjoy!

#legendverse #r rambles #gym leader nessa

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brother-genitivi · 1 year

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19 or 22 for Mason and Aydın 👀

Nairuz my beloved, thank you!! I went for 19 - *“you are everything. everything.”

Rating: teen + up Pairing: Mason / Aydın Word count: 772

“Aydi, what the fuck was that?” Mason demands.

Aydın whips his head around to regard him with a narrowed stare. He presses his hand to his arm to stem the flow of bleeding from a shallow cut. “What the fuck was what?”

Mason is by his side in a flash, his initial anger (or is it fear?) dissipating almost immediately. “You’re hurt.”

He smells the blood before he sees it. There’s only a small amount, but it’s enough. It teases him, dripping from between Aydın’s fingers and overwhelming him with a tantalisingly enticing scent.

Mason shoves the impulse out of his mind.

Aydın shakes his head. The bleeding has begun to slow down. “It’s fine. Especially if it means you’re fine.”

Mason’s initial fear returns in full force, slamming hard against his chest for a reason he can’t fathom. He grasps Aydın by the arms, struggling to sift through his emotions as Aydın winces from a wound that should’ve been his.

He had taken a hit for Mason.

It sent Aydın sprawling across the clearing, his body making a terrible thud as it smacked against a tree. Mason easily dealt with the rogue supernatural afterwards, then rushed back over when the rest of Unit Bravo joined them.

It's the first rogue they've had to deal with in a while. No doubt Adam's kicking himself for being caught off guard.

“Don’t do that,” he snaps. “It’s not fine. You’re hurt.”

Aydın gives him a strange, inquisitive look. His fingers absentmindedly rub comforting circles into Mason’s arms. It does little to calm him.

“I’m okay, Mason,” he finally says. “I'm not bleeding anymore. The worst I’ll get is some bruising and that'll be it.”

Mason suppresses a groan. He can be so infuriatingly stubborn sometimes! He could give Adam a run for his money.

He shakes his head. “Don’t you get it? I wasn’t kidding around when I said that I wouldn’t be able to cope without you. You have to stop doing stupid shit like taking a hit for me when you know I can deal with it.”

Aydın yanks his arms back, folding them against his chest. Mason can hear his heart racing.

They stare in silence at one another, neither one of them backing down.

Confusion is starting to become an old friend for Mason, now. He doesn’t get why he’s so damned scared of the fact that Aydın was hurt in his place.

It’s because he's a member of the team, he thinks. But even as the thoughts form in his mind, he knows it’s because of some other reason. Something more.

Something that makes Mason utterly afraid that one day Aydın will dive in front of a blow meant for him and not come back from it.

Aydın breaks the silence. “I’m sorry if I worried you. But you need to understand that me being hurt so you aren’t makes perfect sense in my head.”

Mason makes a small noise.

“I just… did it without thinking. I’d do it again.” Aydın shrugs. He says the next part matter-of-factly. “I don't matter as much as you do.”

Mason approaches him slowly, grasping Aydın gently by the chin and tilting his head up to meet his eyes. He finds something soft in those deep, dark browns.

“You do. Of course you do.”

A mix of confusion and disbelief cuts across the softness. For some reason, that hurts Mason more than he expects.

Aydın doesn’t believe him.

“You're everything,” Mason says firmly. He traces the line of Aydın's jaw with his thumb. “Everything. Do you hear me?”

Aydın’s breath hitches. He opens his mouth to protest… and shuts it again. He nods slowly.

“Come here,” Mason mutters.

He envelopes Aydın into a hug, supporting the back of his head with an unusually shaky hand. His fingers bury themselves into the curls there. Aydın secures his arms around his waist.

He sighs into Mason’s neck, his breath tickling his skin. Mason doesn’t mind. It’s just another reminder that he’s alive.

“Sorry, güneşim.” He looks up from Mason’s neck, a real smile finding its way onto his face that causes a dimple in his left cheek. Mason can’t tell how many times he has tried to memorise it now.

Aydın’s gaze falls to Mason’s lips, then back to his eyes. It’s a gesture Mason has become familiar with. And just like every other time, Aydın pulls away.

But instead of leaving immediately, Aydın slides his smaller hand into Mason’s larger one. Their fingers intertwine, reluctant to let go, fitting together like a lock and key mechanism.

Meant to be.

#twc #the wayhaven chronicles #twc fic #twc mason #specialist agent mason #twc detective #mason x detective #aydın çağlayan #maydın #my writing #THANK U FOR THE REQUEST ILYSM <3<33

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theoculus124 · 11 months

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I'm bored- No one asked but I'mma answer a bunch of questions from an ask game

0: Height - I think I'm 5ft 4

1: Age - 16

2: Shoe size - size 5, but mainly depends on the shoe brand

3: Do you smoke? - nope

4: Do you drink? - nope

5: Do you take drugs? - nope

6: Age you get mistaken for - 17/18

7: Have tattoos? - nope

8: Want any tattoos? - YESS, I have a whole pinterest board of tattoo ideas

9: Got any piercings? - Used to but now I don't

10: Want any piercings? - Kinda, but at the same time I'm terrified cause I have a stupidly low pain tolerance

11: Best friend? - I have many :) Honestly we could interact once on tumblr and I would consider u my bsf lol

12: Relationship status - single

13: Biggest turn ons - Idk if this means like relationship, or sexual way? But I'mma just take it as relationship way and say honestly being nice and I'll be happy forever

14: Biggest turn offs - being mean for no reason :/, or telling me to stop being sensitive or making fun of my weight, or making fun of my neurodivergent habits etc

15: Favorite movie - don't really have 1 movie that's my fave I love the greatest showman, I love the MHA movies, Ready Player One, Last Avatar, Marvel movies, Disney movies (Also I just saw there's a Bo Burnham movie so that'll probably be in the list once I watch it)

16: I’ll love you if… you're nice :)

17: Someone you miss - I moved house some years ago but I have some close friends where I grew up so I'll probably see them during the summer

18: Most traumatic experience - I have no clue, I also don't know if anything I've gone through counts as drama or if I'm being dramatic and catastrophising the situation. I'd say probably catholic camp that was awful

19: A fact about your personality - I'm unfiltered so idc what the topic of convo is about u can talk to me about anything and I won't judge you ever <3

20: What I hate most about myself - Being so sensitive. Ik I can't help it but still it still sucks so much, mixed with my constant need for hugs/physical affection is like the worst combo lmfao

21: What I love most about myself - I will be a massive simp for u platonically or romantically <3

22: What I want to be when I get older - I'll probably be an engineer, but I also want to be a therapist part time

23: My relationship with my sibling(s) - isn't horrendous but we don't talk much :/

24: My relationship with my parent(s) - it's been alr rn but it's very up and down, some things they say is really hurtful and it's hard to decide upon me being the overly sensitive one or not

25: My idea of a perfect date - Hugs and food and a gay show, and then staying up until late hours of the night just talking about ourselves etc

26: My biggest pet peeves - people who get mad at u for crying at how they've treated by saying "just chill" "you're overreacting" I hate it so much

27: A description of the girl/boy I like - Wilhem from Young royals. Not a desc but still I don't think I need to expand on that lol

28: A description of the person I dislike the most - bigots, terfs, racists -- those kinds of people

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend - I don't remember the last time I've lied to a friend

30: What I hate the most about work/school - overwhelming pressure and work

31: What my last text message says - I love you

32: What words upset me the most - hearing the word fat triggers me, I understand it's used as a descriptor and that it's being reclaimed as something neutral not negative but because growing up I got called fat in a negative way I only have negative connotations with it therefore I just get so upset when people say that even if they don't mean it in a bad way (Idk if that makes sense but yh)

33: What words make me feel the best about myself - I love u, beautiful

34: What I find attractive in women - physically Idc at all, like I don't have a type of person I'll be into Idc what ur hair colour, body type, face structure/feature are I'll be into you if you have a great personality

35: What I find attractive in men - physically Idc at all, like I don't have a type of person I'll be into Idc what ur hair colour, body type, face structure/feature are I'll be into you if you have a great personality

36: Where I would like to live - probably in a city, but also I don't want anywhere too loud

37: One of my insecurities - My body image

38: My childhood career choice - I don't remember I think artist

39: My favorite ice cream flavor - anything chocolate <3

40: Who I wish I could be - Nick Nelson or Torii from heartstopper

41: Where I want to be right now - I'd love to see my friends and I'd also love to meet up with tumblr mutuals

42: The last thing I ate - coffee? If that doesn't count ice cream

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately - I have no clue so many people are attractive

44: A random fact about anything - Boston marriages used to be a thing where two wealthy women would get married so they wouldn't have to share their finances with men :) Got shut down when people realised lesbians exist

There ya go I answered all the questions unprompted :)

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