#pls dm me i wanna talk about her

[magic-and-maybess]

soooooo Patterson is autistic, yes??

#blindspot #ik y'all are small but are you here #patterson #william patterson #nbc blindspot #blindspot rewatch 2023 #pls dm me i wanna talk about her #just finished my s1 rewatch #she's so scrunkly #and the most asd coded persom ever #ashley johnson

[polariae]

Hi my loves!

So I would like to inform u of some problems about the fanfic Savior i am Co working on and the truth on how my Fanfic Ideas of my OC Izumi x Geto got taken advantage of. And how the tragectory of everything went on. From the start to the reason why I wanted her to stop/delete my FF.

As u know I have had my OC Izumi for some years now as a staple in my artworks and I got so much love and curiosity from yall to know more about her. I ofc had a whole backstory in my mind already fleshed out from the start for Izumi, since i just love to make up stories and backgrounds for OC characters. Its just something that comes naturally and all my maladapive daydream girlies will know exactly what im talkin about 😂 and after so many DMs about wanting to know more about her i was like, a fanfic would be amazing to do!

The problem was, English is not my first or second language and I just didnt had the means to bring my thoughts rightly to paper. I also am really invested in drawing here and that takes up all my freetime already. So i had no time or skills to make this FF work.

Thats how I came across a tumblr user who had open a requests on her page so I dmed her. I liked her other work she made with Geto (even tho it was kinda brutal) i liked her writing style a lot. So I asked her if she would like to write this story with me. We agreed that I would give her my ideas and she would write it. I saw her as a friend and trusted her.

But soon she wanted to add and change things up, she said that thats how it is with co writing and thats just how its gonna be. I was okay with that at first, since the changes were sometimes beneficial and it was fun to brainstorm with her. It was clear that this was my vision and any changes had to get through me. We both agreed on that but I was naïve and let myself get talked into things. I just wanted her to keep writing and was dependent for her collaboration.

For anyone who read the FF: The character Kai was never planned by me, it was a character she wanted to have in it, hes someone who abused Izumi in her captivity. He was like the prisonguard of her. I was like okay fine u can add him but i said from the beginning that I do not want him to touch Izumi in a sexual way.

I shouldve known immediately that things will go south as the writer said she wanted to add sexual abuse in it.

I was very reluctant but I sensed how she spoke that she wouldnt wanna write further so I agreed in just very mild things, which already were awful enough but i tried to make the best out of her wishes. Since she was insisting. And i hoped that if id agree to this mild things that that would be it and hopefully not picked up further in the story and at last forgotten by the readers.

My only thing i always said was: I dont want to have any of this abuse to interfere with Izumis and Getos relationship. That was a big thing since I wanted them to have a romantic and loving relationship further on. The NSFW scenes were planned to be sweet, and sensual especially cuz Geto wouldve been all Izumi knew sexually and her first (and Geto is just peak hotness and perfect for that) Izumi should enjoy her firsts with Geto fully.

Going on she started to change more things.. and it got further and further away from how Izumi and all was. She started to change Izumi and her personality. Shes so far off of what I pictured her to be and what was discussed. But that wasnt the worst thing.

Then the writer just started to take things to new levels, Izumi having to be forced to suck Kai off for food, Kai fingering her to her orgasm against her will etc.

Pls know that she just posted the chapters without informing me, so i always tried to talk her into removing these scenes but to no avail.

Boiling point was now the latest chapters cuz she made Izumi have panic attack and flashbacks. Worst, she made her having one as Geto and Izumi tried to take things further in the bedroom. She made Izumi think of Kai and her sexual abuse. Tormenting Izumi with memories of Kai sexually abusing her when Geto was touching her. Its awful.

And that was what made me just so so sad. Cuz Kai wasnt even supposed to be in the story at all. And now exactly what I didnt wanted happened. At this point i wasnt even invested anymore in the story cuz it just wasnt enjoyable to read about all this mess. Izumi was snappy, her personality is weird and unpleasant and it was just such a weird vibe between Geto and Izumi. The writer always talked her way out by saying thats just how trauma works ect. Without acknowledging my wishes and my OC Izumi. Izumi and Geto just were soo weird together and after this all their whole dynamic was not there anymore. It wasnt loving, it wasnt sweet.

And i would like to add that im a sucker for Angst. Like im not someone who reads fluff. But this was even for me not even Angst anymore, it was just uncomfortable.

Like it was the drop that made it overfloat. What made me not wanting to be associated with it anymore. She wrote on many Autors Notes especially the recent ones, that she does not have the drive to write more on the FF. That she healfheartly literally ended the FF today in 3 chapters. This fanfic just has nothing to do with what I imagined anymore and im sad that i gave away all my ideas away to her tbh. If i had known I wouldve never asked her to write my ideas out. It also became her most read Fanfic. We discussed sooo many cool ideas and scenes for this fanfic till the end chapters like i just dont understand why she just insists in having this sexual abuse in it and tormenting Izumi. And also drag it over so many chapters. So many of you DMed me and said hoe uncomfortable it made u feel reading the latest chapters and how the storyline just didnt seem the same anymore. Which was as u see now absolutely true.

I asked her many times on why she insists on having sexual abuse in it so much? But shes never gave me an answer, no she tries to turn in on me saying "u agreed to it". Which as I discussed with u above was not what happened AT ALL. She says she cant remove it anymore, wether the scenes or Izumis mental torment and trauma. But she COULD.

ITS A FANFIC. U can always make it work.

Its also funny how she tries to say "im doing it for free" to hint that she can do whatever she wants. In that case i just have to say; i also gave all my ideas for free like? Its insane how this is even a conversation.

The gaslighting she is doing in the chat is hard to manage and Im srsly so sad and also annoyed that this had to happen.

I wont engage in this with her more cuz I have to keep my mental health in tact.

You saw how she is turning things around, how she manipulates and changes the context of conversations. I remember vividly how the first times she laughed at how emotionally invested i was in my story and belitteling me. I created Izumi nearly 4 years ago while I was batteling severe anxiety while i was homebound. How she always blackmailed me in saying "ur not paying me so I can do whatever I want" and when I then gave her some payed content for free she is now changing the narrative as if she never asked for money. I was the one who thought we would do this for fun and was always hurt when she talked about this tid for tad mentality.

I tried to build a friendship and let things that she said pass during our "friendship" out of good faith. I was hurt how she treated me and dismissed me and my character requirements and how now that I was the one saying I dont see her as a friend anymore she turns it around to make it seem im the "mean" one for now standing up for myself. I am still shook about this disingenious behavior. I never sent hate to her even tho she tries with all her power to say so. I even insisted to keep things kind and graceful. And after she shit on me and I saw that she wouldnt budge, I stood up for myself. Also; Calling me a bitch and telling me to fuck off is no "quirky" way to talk to people as seen below. Especially in this context.

Shes now deleting every comment that doesnt benefit her on the comment sections. Im not surprised. So be it.

Tbh I do not care anymore. I just made story posts but since she showed the DMs I wanted to post the truth for u to read here as well. Iwont let this negativity from her linger any longer and give her any platform.

As I said in the DM i rather had kept this private but I had to share the truth in this matter since she spread misinformation. You deserve to know how things really went behind the scenes. And im sick and tired that my kindness is always taken advantage of.

I had to speak up for myself, my Ideas and my OC. Thank u for all that messaged me and having my back! Everyone of u sent nothing but love and support my way my heart was bursting out of greatfulness.

I LOVE YOU.

If you've read so far im so so grateful for ur time. And in due time I will tell the real story of Izumi and Geto in a FF worthy of their love.

Latesr DMs she also posted but here with context.

#notice #geto fanfic

[needylittlegirl]

🐶 Hi!! new pinned post!! 🐶

🩷 I’m Rainy, 21, she/her, bisexual and i’m okay with any nicknames!

⭐️ stuff under the cut ⭐️

🩷 When I say I’m okay with any nicknames, I mean nicknames. You can call me any stupid derivative of Rain, any stupid little random name. Call me a completely different name for all I care!!! But please do not call me any petnames like baby, sweetheart or anything like that unless I know you.

💫 My asks/dms are always open. I will only answer anonymous asks (weird I know. Too many occasions of blogs that send me asks getting hate, so I’d rather keep it anonymous for your safety!) Please don’t be a creep if you dm me, and never think youre entitled to a response! I don’t owe you anything, I block veryy liberally.

🩷 This is NOT my main blog, and I do not give out my main blog very easily. I will tell you if I want to, but don’t expect it.

💫 Don’t follow me/dm me expecting pics or audios or anything like that, I don’t post my own content.

🩷 I always wanna make friends!! I can talk about my interests for houurs and I love listening to people about their interests! Love to talk about anything and everything ^-^

💫 Unfortunately I have been getting too many asks/dms that make me super uncomfortable, so for the time being I am not putting my sexual likes/dislikes here. It isn’t hard to figure out what I’m into. If you’re going to send me an ask/dm, use your brain. If you wouldn’t walk up to me on the street and say it, don’t fucking say it. Use common sense! Consent matters! Don’t be a creep, even if you aren’t creepy I can and will block you if I so choose.

🩷 Final Thoughts . umm im just a girl :3 pls be nice or i will cry (kidding. maybe.) I’m like if a puppy was just a 21 year old girl

#mytxt #pinned post

[weepinglilvessel]

New Introduction

☆HEY, HI, AND HELLO! WELCOME TO MY BLOG FELLOW PEEPS☆

About Me:

She/Her/They/Them☁︎︎Stel or Stella (Weeping if you wanna be silly)☁︎︎Minor

I am ur average digital artist who draws and post almost every day. My hyperfixations are currently Rain World and Hollowknight (mainly RW at the moment) Sometimes I do animation but that happens every once an a blue moon.

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Other Socials:

Instagram: Weepinglilvessel

Artfight: Weepinglilvessel

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Status:

Very slow posting

Commissions: ask me just in case (will take Cashapp)

Ask box: ✔︎ slow atm(General ask, Request, RW and/or HK ONLY pls, do not ask me to draw your oc)

DMs: ✔︎( I may not answer them right away, I’m socially awkward)

Art Trades: mutuals only

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Extra info:

Proshippers, incest, homo/transphobia and any other horrible crap DNI! Stay away from me.

My tags:

#rw eclipse au (on goiing Rainworld Au)

#WeepingArt (My art in general)

#WeepingAsk (Stuff from askbox)

#Weepingfanart (fanart from you guys ❤︎︎)

#Weepingrambles (just me talking)

Refs/Sum Up:

Eclipse Au ref:

Eclipse AU Summary

LTTM/Lunar Moon

SRS/Annular Suns

FP

NSH

CW

UI

SOS

Height Difference (Just in case)

Oc ref:

Murky Luminescent Seas Refs

Stare of Thirteen Stars Refs

Distance Blooming Aura

Devoid of Golden Trails

The scugs Refs

Recent Comics:

Eclipse AU:

Moon Being an Ass

Suns Mockery

Pebbs Rage

Ocs backstory:

Seas “Death”: 1

Seas “Death”: 2

Programs I Use:

IPad Pro (12in gen6)

Apple Pencil

Procreate

ToonSquid/Procreate Dreams(animation)

Hope you enjoy it here!(ﾒ﹏ﾒ)

#Weepinglilvessel #blog info #pinned post #pin post #introducing myself #introducing post #intro post #ask open #ask me anything #my art

[loserbigsis]

== PINNED POST ==

Chava (Hebrew name, not legal one)

Mid 20's

@mombait is my lovely sister uwu <3 LEAVE HER ALONE OR I WLL CUT YOU

European, trapped in the Scandinavian hellscape of Denmark

Non-binary trans femme, She/Her only please.

CSA survivor with AuDHD, BPD/AVPD, and c-PTSD

Jewish (don't ask me questions about Israel, you will be blocked)

Traumatized Beyond Belief™ I'm Demi-Grey ace, Demi-Panromantic, Poly and a hypersexual needy bitch. I have no interest in cishet men. i feel absolutely no attraction or desire towards strangers (or at all really), I will not flirt or send you stuff unless I have already gotten to know you

Domme leaning Top~ (all posts and reblogs should be assumed to be from this perspective), rarely in the mood to switch or sub (but it does happen).

I'm very shy and socially self-conscious so sorry if i'm hard to approach or talk to, if you wanna talk to me tho you HAVE TO shoot your shot. I DO NOT initiate i'd rather die.

Pls don't joke flirt with me, I have issues :<

DMs are open to mutuals uwu (just don't be weird and do/send unsolicited stuff without my consent). Mutuals can also ask for my Discord :3c

Yea yea got deleted had to remake we all know the drill. Used to have other nsfw blogs if you know you know. If you see something you don't like but isn't illegal or "objectively morally abhorrent"(whatever that actually means lol), keep it to yourself, don't write to me about it, and go touch some grass.

This blog is both my personal blog for venting and stuff and a place for all horny filth uwu

original post tag: #lamentations of chava

#pinned post #intro #like if you read please

[mulletmitsuya]

Toman Groupchat (everyone's here again, well most of em)

Warnings: swearing, suggestive, mentions of periods, mentions of drugs, mentions of pregnancy

Desc: Mikey and Izana realize the actions necessary for Emma to get pregnant, and they don't like it (also Yuzuha and Senju r gay, sorry)

Emma: Mikey while you're at the store could you pls buy me pads

Mikey: ayt

Mikey: your pussy size is large right?

Smiley: ayo

Angry: there's a reason for dm guys😕

Baji: LMAO

Emma: :(

Emma: that's not how it works

Senju: me personally, I wouldn't take this level of disrespect

Senju: that's crazy

Draken: Mikey you dumb fuck

Rindou: is that how periods work?

Rindou: the bigger the pussy the heavier the flow?

Rindou: holy shit

Rindou: i'm gonna add that to my new song

Sanzu: why

Rindou: listen

Rindou: "the bigger the pussy the heavier the flow"

Rindou: "no pussy can beat my rap game tho"

Rindou: 🔥

Sanzu: what the fuck

Izana: that may be the worst thing i've ever heard

Ran: no, let him do what he wants

Ran: please rap those exact words on your next gig

Emma: guys can you not I'm already in a bad mood 😭

Hina: Emma-chan do you need me to come over?

Emma: yes pls. we should have a girls day :)

Draken: if you guys need me i'll be at the shop with Inupi and Shin

Emma: okay ❤❤

Mikey: you didn't answer the question bruh

Emma: just take large😐

Izana: why r u in a bad mood I just gave you ice cream

Emma: cause of my period

Emma: i didn't expect it to come

Yuzuha: do you not have a calender

Emma: no it's just i thought i'd be pregnant by now

Emma: me and Ken have been trying for a baby everyday for the last 2 months so i thought it would have worked :(

Izana: k

Baji: r you guys as Emma's older brothers just gonna let this happen

Baji: can't believe you said that Emma

Mikey: wdym

Izana: ?

Baji: Emma just told us that Draken has been blowing her back out everyday for the past 2 months

Kazutora: yooooo

Hina: guys😐

Baji: y'all r tripping

Mikey: ...

Mikey: Ken-chin☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

Izana: what the fuck Draken

Senju: must be nice Emma😊

Senju: great relationship, great house, great penis

Senju: i'm really happy for you guys (when is it my turn to be happy, i'm so sick of this)

Yuzuha: lmao good for you Emma

Yuzuha: and Senju you're literally famous

Izana: i'm literally going to kill you

Draken: ...?

Emma: are you guys serious right now

Mikey: you guys have sex

Mikey: ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

Draken: i-

Draken: she's my wife

Draken: for 4 years now

Izana: what makes you think that means you can touch her???

Mikey: i'ma tell Shinichiro btw😐

Kazutora: someone lost NNN lmao

Ran: only single people do NNN so they can feel rewarded for their virginity and feel like it matters and that it's worth something when it's not

Kazutora: yes

Kazutora: let me have something damn

Angry: i'm the champ of NNN just btw😡💙

Angry: wait that was before i saw Rans message :(

Smiley: sometimes you do this to yourself

Emma: Manjiro get the fucking pads

Mikey: k, but i don't wanna talk to you anymore

Yuzuha: "adult man baby cannot fathom that his sister has sexual relations with her husband"

Yuzuha: is that about right

Mikey: i'm not a man baby

Mikey: does this mean the same with Hina and Mitchy?????

Mikey: 🤢🤮😭😰

Mikey:

Hina: you're just mad cause the only thing you ride is your bike

Hina: i'm sorry i didn't mean to say that

Hina: i apologize 😔

Baji: get it Hina, eat him up

Baji: dumb ass, pubeless ass, broke ass, b.o smelling ass, no bitches ass mf

Mikey: PUBELESS???

Mikey: I HAVE SO FUCKING MANY DUDE DONT PLAY WITH ME RN

Mikey: I'M A GROWN ASS MAN

Baji: yet you can barely grow any hair on your body

Emma: he tried to grow a stubble once and got an infection☺

Kakucho: the same happened with Izana haha

Kakucho: ...i'm sorry

Izana: 100 pushups

Izana: now

Kakucho: Izana please

Kakucho: i just had a gallon of ice-cream

Kakucho: please

Izana: your begging will amount to nothing

Izana: do you want 150

Kakucho: 😞

Takemitchy: leave my boy alone 😕✊

Izana: maybe put on some deodorant first

Takemitchy: ...i don't smell tho

Izana: Hina tell him

Hina: tell him what😅

Hina: there's nothing to tell babe❤

Hina: I love you so much more than anything even

Takemitchy: ...i'll go take a shower😕

Yuzuha: free Hina

Yuzuha: you deserve a woman, they smell nice

Senju: i smell nice😚

Senju: and i'm so smoll

Senju: i'm so microscopic

Senju: maybe we could compare hand sizes Yuzuha🤗

Yuzuha: what r you doing

Baji: why are you acting like a pick me

Senju: cause i want her to pick me tf🤨

Senju: anyway

Senju: Yuzuha☺❤

Yuzuha: uh

Senju: one date?🤗

Yuzuha: uhm

Yuzuha: ykw fuck it, sure ig

Senju: ...

Senju: I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND OMG

Senju: GONNA START A LIVE ON INSTAGRAM

Senju: MY FANS R GONNA BE SO HAPPY😭😭😭😭❤

Yuzuha: ?

Sanzu: poor girl

Sanzu: she copes by feeding her delusions

Sanzu: a shame

Mikey: is that why she's so happy all the time?

Sanzu: yeah

Baji: aren't you delusional?🤨

Sanzu: i'm very normal

Ran: oh please

Rindou: and how exactly do you cope?🤨

Sanzu: i don't need to cope i'm a fucking superstar

Sanzu: also ketamine

Rindou: 😒

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #tokyo revengers manga spoilers #tokrev #tokyo revengers texts #tokyo revengers smau #tokyo revengers groupchat #toman groupchat #tenjiku groupchat #sano manjiro/mikey #baji keisuke #ryuguji ken/draken #matsuno chifuyu #emma sano #kurokawa izana #hitto kakucho #sanzu haruchiyp #akashi senju #tachibana hinata #hanagaki takemitchy #hanemiya kazutora #haitani brothers #kawata brothers #bonten #shiba yuzuha #drakemma #takehina #idk i ship yuzusen for some reason #i also believe Rindou raps for some reason #he's good at DJ'ing but his raps are atrocious

[collapsedglasshouses]

An Angel for Noah || Noah Sebastian x OC [Part 1]

DIVIDER ART WORK BY @cafekitsune

PAIRING: Noah Sebastian x Jules (she/her)

SUMMARY: When Jules finds herself assigned to be a rockstar's guardian angel, she couldn't be more overwhelmed.

WARNINGS: ANGST (LIKE A LOT), talks about death and grief, talks about mental health issues, talks about religion, swearing, … (each chapter is going to have individual content warning, if I forget something pls let me know)

A/N: Hello! I'm back with a new series. I’m not religious at all but I wanted to do something like this because it spooked in my head for years but I never found a fitting story line. Also this was my way to tribute Keaton Pierce, whose music I loved and whose death still makes me so incredibly sad. So this fanfic is dedicated to Keaton and therefore very dear to me.

Keep in mind, this takes place in an alternative universe. Even though I write about real people, the way I write them has nothing to do with how they are in real life.

If you wanna be added to the tag list, please let me know in the comments or DM me.

When her alarm rang at 6 AM, Jules was everything but pleased. The weekend had been way to short and the gravity of life slowly began to hang on her shoulders again. Sometimes she couldn't believe how stressed she was at such a young age.

She was twenty-two years old, a music student at Juilliard and literally all the pride and joy of her family. Being an only child of a couple who wished to have children for years, made it very clear that Jules was going to have everything she needed in life.

So when she crawled out of her bed and made her way into her bathroom, she reminded herself of how proud her parents were always going to be.

When she looked at the clock again, she realised she was running late, so she quickly grabbed her coat and scarf, before heading to the front door, where she reached for her backpack and keys.

Not even five minutes later she ran out of the apartment building and looked from left to right. Quickly she started to walk in the direction of her university. She knew she couldn't be late again. It was only weeks before a very big performance with the school orchestra and this semester she finally got the opportunity to play one of the first violins.

When she reached one of the big crossroads, she quickly glanced at the green traffic light and than back at her phone, ready to dial her best friend's number to inform her about her possibly being late.

But she hadn't had the time for that, because the next thing she knew was a sharp pain in her whole left side and than a hit on her head.

When she woke up again, her head rang. The room she was in, was so bright that her eyes just couldn't adjust to it. It took her several minutes to finally realise where she was. She was laying in a hospital bed. Or was she even laying? She just noticed her parents in front of her. Eagerly Jules tried to remember what had happened but she just couldn't put the pieces together.

"Mom?" She asked weakly but couldn't hear anything except her mother's muffled cries.

Jules felt so different. She could remember the immense pain she had right before she was here but she just couldn't think of the thing that made her feel like that. When she tried to get up, it was easier than she thought. Everything just felt so light and easy.

She sat at the edge of her hospital bed, when she realised that she had no cables attached to her. Why was she even here, when she wasn't even in pain?

"Mom? Dad?" She said again but again her parents didn't answer her.

She sighed before standing up and turning to the bed, when it hit her just like the vehicle earlier this morning.

Why was she still laying in that hospital bed?

Jules's gaze wondered between her parents and herself. Her parents were crying. Her mom almost crumbled in her father's arms, while he tried to hold himself together.

When she looked back at herself in that hospital bed, she just couldn't believe it. She looked awful. Her hair was tangled and a bandage was wrapped around her head. She couldn't even recognize herself anymore. There was no color on her except the blood sticking on her forehead and neck. When Jules noticed that even on her other self no cables were attached, it really hit her.

She was dead.

Her parents cried because they lost the only child they had. The child they loved more than anything. And only because she was looking at her damn phone.

"The driver is still alive." She heard a familiar voice behind her and jumped a little. When she turned, an older man stood at the door of the hospital room and she instantly recognized him.

"Grandpa?" She asked the man in front of her and couldn't believe her eyes. He stood there like she remembered him. Very colorful and satisfied.

"The driver is still alive. A single mother. She also looked at her phone and didn't realize she drove over a red traffic light." He explained and stepped next to his granddaughter.

Jules didn't know what to say so she just looked at her parents again, who couldn't bear to leave her side.

"What now?" She asked her grandpa, who put an arm around her.

"Now begins your new forever, my dear." He answered her softly before guiding her away from the bed. Jules realised she had began to cry. Everything in her wanted to go back inside her body. She didn't want to go. She didn't want to leave her parents.

"Five more minutes." - "Jules, you know it wouldn't be just five minutes."

Her sobs became more hysterical. "I can't go, grandpa. I can't leave them."

Jules closed her eyes for a couple of seconds and tried to contain her cries but when she opened her eyes again, she was in a white room. Confused she looked around her while her tears ran down her face. Her grandpa was gone. Everything around her was just white.

"No!" She screamed and tried to run in one direction to get back to her parents but soon her head was met with a transparent wall. She fell to the white ground and held her head in reflex. She couldn't even feel the impact. In fact she couldn't feel any of the things that happened to her. No head injury, no pain at all.

"Let me out! I NEED TO GO HOME!" She yelled with so much anger and sadness in her voice that she knew she would have had a sore throat if she hadn't been dead and therefore numb already.

"Fuck." She swore and ran a hand over her face. This couldn't be real, this was all just an obscure dream of hers. She would be woken up by her alarm in a couple of minutes and she would go to university and she would drink a coffee with her best friend Meghan after classes and than she would call her parents and talk to her mom for hours, like she always did. "Fucking hell!"

"In fact, it is not." A voice suddenly said, causing Jules to get up from the floor and look around the white room. There was a man she didn't recognise at first, but when she got closer she got even more confused.

"Aren't I supposed to be dead? Why the hell do you look like Oli Sykes?" She asked the person in front of her. He laughed.

"No worries, darling. Oliver is pretty much alive." The man exclaimed while Jules eyed the guy closely. There was literally no doubt, he looked like Oli.

"Then why the fuck do you look like him?" - "Oh, yeah... I'm an angel... You know... Heaven and shit." - "I don't believe in god and that doesn't explain your appearance."

"That is kinda rude, Julliett." The man walked through the empty white room and looked around before his gaze landed on her again. "You may know about angel appearances. We normally don't look very human-like. So we got the regulation to turn into someone our new angel trainee wouldn't be scared of... And since I know about the dirty little fanfiction you read when you thought you were alone, I thought I would make myself attractive to you."

Jules mouth fell open. Did an fucking angel just out call her and her taste in fiction?

Her cheeks must have been a dark red tone, because the Oli look-a-like cleared his throat and began to talk again, "No worries, I wasn't the one who was spying on you. That was own your guardian angel."

Jules couldn't even talk. She hadn't even had the time to process her passing and now some Oli Sykes guy tried to tell her something about heaven and guardian angels.

"I know this is a lot, so imma just talk you through it. I'm just here because your guardian angel is a very busy one... You know... Sometimes not enough people are fitted to become guardian angels and than our workers need to protect more than one person and than things get messy... That's actually why you aren't playing your violin at the moment... BUT... To his defense, he really has some difficult people to watch over and that is where you come into the game." 'Oli' told her, while her mouth still stood slightly open. She knew if she would have been alive right now she would have drank herself into a coma.

"And who is my guardian angel? And where the fuck did my grandpa go?" Jules finally asked.

"Your grandpa his back at his well deserved rest. He just wanted to make sure you got here and wouldn't freak out." - "But I AM freaking out right now." - "Well, you are stuck with us so no need to panic." - "How kind of you."

"To your other question. You guardian angel will be here any minute." 'Oli' explained and with that there was a door banging shut and a stressed man appeared in the nothingness this room was.

"I'm so sorry... I couldn't make it earlier." A man stumbled into the room. He had blonde hair and soft face features. His nose was decorated with a nostril and he wore a band shirt and a black jeans. He instantly made Jules feel comfortable.

"Jules!" The guy exclaimed happily and gifted her one of the most heart-warming smiles she ever received. Immediately she recognized the feeling she had in her stomach right now. She felt it pretty often over the last couple of months. Was it him? Did she always feel it when he was near?

"I'm Keaton... Your guardian angel." He introduced himself to her and she felt herself began to smile. She liked that name.

"I know this is all very confusing. I do remember being in your position pretty well." He instantly started to explain and Jules noticed how his smile turned sad for a moment. He hadn't been here for long. "They are very picky about their guardian angels, so consider yourself lucky to be part of the team." He joked, before looking at the Oli-angel.

"You can go if you want, I'll take care of her." Keaton told the angel and with a last examining look, Oli smiled a little and than disappeared into thin air.

For a couple of seconds Keaton looked like he didn't know what exactly he wanted to say, so Jules decided to take the lead. "I just wanted to thank you for helping me. The Oli look-a-like told me you were really busy with watching over us all... You did your best. I felt protected... You couldn't save me from being dumb and looking at my phone."

Keaton looked surprised by her statement, blinking a couple of seconds before talking. "Thank you. That means a lot to me... I feel really guilty though... You were literally just an adult and now... You are here."

Jules shrugged her shoulders and gave him a reassuring look. "So? Guardian angel? What am I going to do?"

Keaton reached out to grab Jules's hand and before she knew she sat on a bench near a forest. The scenery was beautiful. The sky slowly turned into red tones while the cold wind blew around her face. She wasn't cold, but she felt everything.

"I wasn't really fond of this whole Heaven thing myself... But they really except every opinion. If you don't believe in god, it's fine. If you do, it is also fine. They usually don't have anything to do with this whole thing anyways." Keaton started to explain. "You will be assigned a person, you will guide over."

"And how exactly do I do that?" - "That is yours to find out."

Jules looked at him confused.

"You will find your ways. The only things I can tell you are: You protect them. You need to guide them. You need to prevent them from making mistakes. If you fail, they fail. If you succeed, they will thrive." Keaton explained and Jules didn't know what to say, so she just nodded confused.

"They asked me to assign you someone. You always get to watch over someone that matches you and your energy. It will be easy. Really. I got the opportunity to watch over my friends. My best friends to be exact." He explained further. "So I am more than honored to tell you, you were the first person I was assigned that I didn't already know when I was alive and it was such a fun experience seeing how a twenty-two year old reminded me so much of myself when I was younger."

Jules eyes turned a bit glossy. Seeing Keaton talk about his past and everything, made her so honored and sad at the same time. They were just two souls that were took way to early.

"So, I'm literally going to be the one to support you by taking over some of your duties?" Jules asked interested, nearly forgetting the fact, that she died not even 24 hours earlier. Keaton nodded.

"But since I know you, I decided to give you just one task." Keaton than explained, "It is something I trust you with and I just know, you are going to be the right person for it."

Jules gestured for him to continue talking.

"You need to watch over my friend Noah for me."

PART TWO HERE.

#bad omens fanfiction #noah sebastian x reader #bad omens fanfic #bad omens fic #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian fanfic #collapsedglasshouseswrites #bad omens rpf

[lesbianslvt666]

Road trip? pt 3

College au!

Mean! athlete!Ellie x trying to stand up for herself! Kind of an art major?(f)reader lmao

MINORS DNI!!!!!!!

Content Warning: mentions of smoking, drinking, eventual smut, orgasm denial, fingering (r! receiving), minor boob worshiping (Ellie! Receiving), shower make out, a bit of angst if you look hard enough (just for a bit) r! don’t trust Ellie but Ellie is trying hard lmao, pet names (Angel, Babe, Baby, Princess, etc.) praising, mentions of oral (Ellie! Receiving), Ellie is so needy for you, she just wants you to want her as much as she does you… :((

If I missed anything pleaseeeee let me know

Btw, this is my first time writing smut, so sorry if this is absolute crap :))

Ofc not proof read

(Btw, I don’t know the credits of the photos I use for these, so if they are yours or you know who are these from, pls dm so that I can add them, thanks <3)

Synopsis: Ellie and you are roommates in your shared dorm, both in different majors, you ever see each other when it comes to be at the dorm, on parties or with Dina, your shared best friend. At first Ellie was nice, always kept to herself but never mean, until she got her first college girlfriend, everyone keep telling you how much she looked like you, including Dina. So when Ellie "cheated" on her ex, her reputation went from friendly reserved football player, to fuck girl, "I got all the girls" asshole, or so it seemed to you…

pt 1 pt. 2 pt.4

When we arrived to Portland, Jesse parked in a ban lot, paying beforehand.

"ladies, we arrived, they have showers with warm water and some groceries nearby, Dina and I...." he took Dina's hand "are gonna go to the showers cause she smelly."

Dina punched his shoulder

"shut up stinky, we'll be back, loves!" Dina said running back and forth, getting both, Jesse and her clothes.

"you wanna shower there or here? This shower don’t have warm water tho..."

Ellie was taking her clothes and putting them alongside a towel in a bag. I started to do the same

"I'll go with you" I opened the ban door, Ellie closed everything behind her.

"look they have a small diner there, we could go after showering?" Ellie pointed to her left, the diner was light up with warm and red colours.

I looked down at my feet. the ground crunched underneath my boots, Ellies footsteps blending with mine.

I trailed up to her hands, her tattooed arm holding her bag, flexing it. Ellie place back the bag that was falling off her shoulder.

"don’t be too obvious princess." her voice startle me.

"I don’t know what you are talking about." my eyes darted to the sky, my lips pursing and my eyebrows furrowed.

When we arrived to the showers Ellie arrived to the self-checkout. touching the screen with her slender fingers. she paid for 20 minutes in the shower.

"come on angel" she took my hand on her bigger one

"what do you mean come on?" her eyes darted to me, her tatted one that hold mine moved to the small of my back

"I am finishing what we started"

Her soapy hands roamed all over my body. I felt delirious, my mind having a hundred thoughts and none at the same time.

I could only concentrate on her hands, that where "washing me." touching and lingering for longer on different parts like my stomach, my hands, my neck.

but she was avoiding the places I most needed her.

"fuck Ellie please...." she looked at me, her eyes never leaving mine while she put herself on her knees. her face mare inches from where it was aching. She was looking up at me like she was so innocent, oh fuck… are we gonna do this?

"tell me babe, tell me what you need from me. I'll do it, I'll do it all…" her voice lingered all over me, embracing me like silk sheets all over my body.

Right after her raspy voice announced those words. her hands continued roaming all over my legs. her head resting itself on my right thigh while looking still up at me.

the water from the shower falling down my back.

"come one princess, use your words, I need to hear you, please..." her voice was becoming too much, her face was so close to my core. her hands now on my ass, roaming like she was going to go insane. "fuck Ellie, I… just do me, fuck me..." I needed her, but I couldn’t let her know.

I couldn’t admit it, I am scared, cause I knew I was going to fall hard, I was going to catch more feelings already…

Something seemed to change for her. like she snapped, her hands got all the way from my back to my waist, pulling me in. flushing our naked bodies together.

"mmmhh..."she let out a groan when it happened. I couldn’t contain the whimper that scaped my lips in reaction to it, she took that as an opportunity.

finally her lips where on mine, her mouth warm. shit… this is gonna hurt when it's over…

I couldn’t resist the urge. my hands flew to her arms, going up them. caressing her muscles, fuck if she wanted she could crack me in two, she could handle me as she pleased...

my legs started to cross, trying get some friction.

"that’s my job angel." her hands parted my legs. taking this opportunity to press me against the wall of the shower, pressing her leg between mine.

"come on baby, just a bit of relieve, don’t cum yet, that’s my mouths job..." I couldn’t even respond, for her lips where again on mine. the sudden movement made me jolt my hips, her wet skin making contact with my dripping cunt.

she took the moan that scaped my lips to insert her tongue on mine. my hands going to her breast whiles hers where on my ass, fuck this was too much, but not quite enough yet.

the frustration bubbled up my stomach, I couldn’t keep my sanity if she was going so slow. her kisses, her lingering touch, it was all torturous.

When she gave us time to breathe again I didn’t miss a beat. my mouth went straight to her left tit, I couldn’t resist, they were so precious, both in front of my face.

I looked up at her, I knew she wanted to

"make this about my pleasure." but oh she was enjoying herself so much, now she was the one grinding on my leg.

My hand moved to her other breast, squishing and massaging it, slowly first, she wanted me to suffer? I was gonna return the same energy.

When I felt her hips jolt I popped her tit put of my mouth. saliva connecting my red lips to her boob, moving to the next one, my hand now caught her previous loved tit.

this time, I didn’t stopped, going a bit more rougher, playing and twitching her nipple, she was now squirming. moaning my name…

I continued on her tits for the next few minutes.

and would've continue for longer if she didn’t practically snatched me out there.

her cleavage now covered with love marks, oh I wish for her to be really mine... yet, it seemed she like she really liked the view between her neck and boobs, for she went feral right away.

She went straight to kissing me again, lowering her hands between my legs. Finally!

The way she manhandled me, going a bit rougher than before… fuck! She started to place tight circles around my clit, not quiet touching it at first. The frustration building up on the pit of my stomach.

"Ellie, don’t be mean..." I managed to whisper on her ear, she bit my neck on response. and as a reply to my prayer, she inserted two fingers, my cunt drippy enough to let her in easily.

I bit her shoulder not wanting to scream too loud, she was going insane, and so was i.

Her fingers started to explore all my insides, finding that perfect spot, making my legs shake.

Ellie hold me with her free arm, stopping me from falling, I was so close...

"fuck Ellie, I am gonna cum..." her hand stopped, my eyes darted open, looking at her. as soon as I opened them however, she was placing herself on her knees again.

one of her hands touching her own needy cunt as soon as she got to see mine. the mess that she had created shimmer all over my legs, I bet you could smell it from afar.

"baby you looked better than I imagined, so pretty."

she touched my pussy slowly, taking her time admiring it while circling her own clit.

"tell me you want me YN, tell me you need me" she looked up at me… I cant. I shacked my head, why was she so mean like that? She knew that I had a thing for her since the biggening. she was nice, we had our thing, never anything formal.

then she had a girlfriend AND cheated on her. play with every girls heart at school, how can she ask me to give myself to her like that. That’s not fair…

Ellie stood up, looking at me now.

"I won't hurt you baby, let make you feel good angel please..." her voice now smaller, like she was afraid I might run out of the place. "twenty minute shower is over. please take all your belongings and exit safely."

a robotic voice sounded from outside the shower door. "I'll pay for five more minutes for you, I'll take other five for me on another shower." she left with her robe after that.

When I finished showering I changed inside of the shower room, why am I so weak? Now the road trip is going to be so uncomfortable.

I mean, if Ellie don’t make it weird I can swallow my pride, there is no need to make it awkward right?

When I went out of the shower. Ellie was waiting for me by the entrance, her head hung low, looking at her shoes that were kicking some rocks.

"I was thinking, if we don’t like the food from the diner, maybe I could cook something for us?" she said, trying to push the weirdness out the picture, almost like nothing happened.

however, her voice was lower than usual, and her eyes never met mine.

"great idea! I say... maybe we get to the dinner, check what's on the menu first?" her head moved to look around "where do you think the love birds might be?" she was now walking backwards while we went to the dinner. After that we talked a bit about the last semester and the finals that we had survived.

In the blink of an eye. Dina and Jesse where now back to us on the dinner, they were pretty giggly and happy, the fucked for sure. wish that could be Ellie and I... the dinner went smooth and funny. Dina and i always making the dumbest most inappropriate jokes. while Ellie and Jesse made the worse most dumbest dad jokes on the book.

My smile got bigger through the night almost forgetting what went on with Ellie. being with them always felt like heaven. laughter never ceased, smiles always plastered in our faces. the soft 70s music from the vintage dinner. the warm lights from inside making reflections on the big windows. where sometimes I could glance at Ellie pretending to look at the stars. oh how I wish these moments could be everlasting…

Walking to back to the van was a bit different, my the grabble underneath our shoes cracked, the music and the chattering from the people doing campfires involved me, my walk growing slower. I looked up to the sky, the stars where so bright and the night was just cold enough to chill the skin just a bit, I massage the palm of my hands to alleviate the goose bumps on my arms. "YN, YN" I saw Dina's hand come in front of me, waving it from my face, behind her, Jesse was catching the keys that Ellie threw to him with a firm swing. "sorry, what's up?" she rolled her eyes at me, following me with her eyes, trying to catch my gaze "I was asking you what was your final piece from this semester, I am still sorry I couldn’t get there to see it" she grabbed me by my arm, dragging me to the van.

"it was just a painting this time, some mix media on a wood panel" she groaned, frustrated "that I know of, I went with you to buy all the materials! I mean the final piece, when I arrived you had already sold it!" a smile adorned her face at the mention of my first big sell.

"oh, it was about unrequired love, pushing who you love in fear of getting rejected" I was looking out the window, didn’t realized Ellie sat down beside me.

"fuck YN, you always make either the saddest or most disturbing shit" Jesse was now sitting in front of me. "I love it" his smile grew wider. ever since high school when Dina met Jesse, he always wanted to see my paintings or sculptures before anyone else, he talked about how much he liked the feeling my paintings gave him, my number two fan, the number one was always Dina.

Right after that, both Dina and Jesse took off to "their" room, leaving both Ellie and I behind, "you want me to sleep on the passenger seat?" her eyes were down turned, a small frown adoring her beautiful lips. "nah, if you don’t make it weird, I won't either" she walked slowly to the couch, head hung low, sitting a good distance away from me. "wanna fix the bed then?" she asked not really moving, so I stood up. "sure, the bed sheets are underneath the couch, the duvet is beside my clothes, I'll get it" she just nodded.

It didn’t pass more than thirty minutes since we got in bed. she placed a pillow in between us, she was giving her back to the pillow, I was facing it. "you know… you are making it weird" I whispered, hoping she was asleep, to not really hear it. She moved, now facing the pillow too, her tatted hand taking it, gripping her hand, the veins jolting, she tossed it, groaning. "what the fuck do you want from me YN?" my eyes, lowered, I dint really knew myself… or did I? "what do you mean Ellie?" I could see her face from the moon light that entered form a small slit of the window blind her expression changed, her features softening, her eyes went a bit wide, like she just realized something "is it, like in your painting angel? You scared of the consequences? Scared of falling for me…" the last part coming smaller, way lower, like she was telling so to herself.

My eyes fell, my eyebrows furrowed, I hated her, I hated that she could read me. "I won't hurt you baby I promise." My hands flinched, coming to fist, I felt the sting of my nails on the palm of my hands. She sensed it, or saw it, didn’t knew at this point. She caressed my hand with her tatted one, slowly, ever so slightly touching me, like a feather, going upwards my arm, my body tensed, but my mind relaxed, she just felt so good… "tell me when you want me to stop…"her voice was low, raspy, I could see her pupils blown. "or tell me where you want me to go." her eyes falling to my lips, well… maybe being sad over the heartbreaker Ellie fucking Williams was a problem for future me right? I don’t know, certainly, I didn’t thought of any possibility, because as soon as she said that I changed our positions, I got on top of her, straddling her, her hands went straight to my hips, lowering me to almost touch her own crotch with my own heat.

She closed her eyes and exhale. "please princess, let me make you feel good" as soon as she said that her mouth attacked my neck, she lifted her body, taking one hand off my body to sit herself more comfortably, I was now sitting on her lap. Grinding slowly on her, I couldn’t bare how much I felt in that moment, my body was moving by itself.

Her mouth started to slowly suck small spots all over my neck, wet tongue slowly leaving a trail after every  love mark, I could feel her breath fanning my neck. She was taking revenge from the hickeys on her cleavage…

One of her hands squeezing my ass and the other one underneath my shirt, going straight to my tit, I wasn’t wearing no bra, and she knew since the dinner, cause I had caught her eyes on my nips.

She massaged every bit of them, her attack on my neck growing more needy, she was now humping, smashing her pelvis on my crouch, we both felt a great need of the other one. Some relieve from all the accumulated feelings.

She took of my shirt, not losing a second to attach her mouth on my other breast, I groaned at that, the feeling bringing more slick down to my core, my hand traveling to her hair, so soft, undoing her half bun, massaging her scalp, trying to bring her some comfort, she moaned at that. Can she take more care of herself?

After she felt like shed given enough attention to my boobs. Her face went up, looking at my flushed face, "please princess, can I make you feel good now?" she was giving me this bright doe eyes, underneath the submission I could see all the lust she was hiding, her hands never leaving my body, my own traveling all over her torso and breast.

"fine…" her hands instantly trailed down to my core, she hooked one of her fingers on my pyjama shorts, lowering then down, she grabbed me, manhandling me and tossing me to be flat on the bed, we both giggled at that, she took them off me, her body lowering now, kissing up my leg…

Her face so close from my heat, I propped myself on my forearms to look at her, her eyes opened wide, her smug smile appearing. With one of her fingers, she touch slowly up my clothed cunt, never really pressing were I needed her. I let out a groan of frustration. "stop teasing…" she looked up at me, with a full smile, "baby, you are so wet, look at you… such a mess" she said, palming my ruined cunt.

My head hung back, the feeling of her cold hand on top of my hot pussy sent an electric shock, I felt the electricity up my spine, curbing it in.

she took this opportunity to take off my panties, the lack of her contact took me back, looking at her, but before I could plead for her too touch me again, she took my panties up her mouth, kissing the wet patch in them, then taking her tongue out, and savouring my arousal.

This took me by surprise, I opened my mouth to tease her, in that moment she took of her shirt, her small tits in front of my face. I could only moan at thar.

Hooking my finger in the waist band of her grey sweats, I bring her close to me, smashing messily our mouths, attaching my hands to her tits, massaging them. "fuck you are good at this" she groaned on my mouth.

After like an eternity of kissing, she separated from my mouth, s string of saliva connecting us still, she had saliva running down her chin from the last make out. "can I princess?" she looked at my eyes and then down to my cunt. "can you what angel?" I asked her, the nickname making her smile so big that her eyes closed, her cheeks glowing a rosy colour "can I please eat you cunt?" she said now, like she was asking for something so innocent. "yes Ellie, please touch me, make me feel good" before I finished my sentence, her mouth went running towards my sopping pussy attaching her mouth there, sucking my clit like a starved woman, the simple sight of her doing this was enough to make me squirm, she looked just so pretty, closing her precious eyes while eating me out.

Her strong and veiny arms holding my tights from closing, giving her enough space to bury her face in my creamy cunt.

She inserted her tongue in my entrance, moving skilfully around it, I had to take the back of my hand in between my teeth to stop me from creaming too much.

"Ellie please, can I come?" I don’t know why asked for her permission, it just felt the right thing to do, and I was, for she separated momentarily form me, "of course princess, if you ask so politely" she went back to devouring my cunt, inserting one finger, Didn't had time to hide my moan this time, thank you universe for Dinna cannot sleep without music!

She started to go fast, massaging the velvet walls from inside my pussy, she herself almost coming at how hard I was clenching on her finger, the warm of my pussy mixing with my arousal that was dripping from her wrist and her chin, she separated her mouth from my pussy, inserting another finger and circling my clit with her other hand, I grabbed by her chin, bringing her close to me, kissing her hard again.

I came on her hand, biting her shoulder again, I know I marked there, she looked down to my cunt, a creamy ring on the button of her fingers. "fuck YN, such a good girl for me, doing so, so good, just how I like it…"

She continued hammering my pussy way after my high. "tell me when It gets too much baby, I'll stop till then" her hot mouth on my ear, licking my earlobe, the over stimulation getting to much, her mouth lowering to leave even more marks on my neck. "Ellie… too much…" where the only words I could mutter, she let her hand out of me slowly, making sure to be gentle to my body.

"let me return the favour ells…" it was my turn. "not today princess, let me get you cleaned." she tried to get out of bed but I grabbed her hand. "pretty please?" I tried giving her my biggest doe eyes, I really wanted to taste her, feel her again, my body missing her already.

she sat on the bed. "please what angel?" she said taking my chin on her hands, slowly traveling down to my neck. "please sit on my face?" I don’t know where the boldness to say that came from, but it surprised Ellie…

"are you sure about this baby girl?" she said, completely naked now, straddling my face, her cunt was mare inches from my mouth, the view from here was to die for. Her beautiful pussy was so wet she was dripping down her thigh, so pretty. "yes Ellie, I need to taste you…" and taste her I did.

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[lucidfairies]

hi 🫡

. yes that is me embarrassing the shit outta myself (I actually sent that to a handful of girls)

i. for those of you who may not know, i'm maya. i'm 18, i'm typically a masculine presenting lesbian and I happen to be a she/her. I also am unfortunately asexual

• everyone meat riding rn about why I read and write so much smut as an asexual, I would love for you to know that I'm fighting a losing battle with hypersexuality! that is all I will be sharing on that matter thank you. •

ii. I'm proficient at finding people's instas whether they wanna be found or not!! if this relates to you, you may want to hmu.

iii. um I'm single if that wasn't clear from the kicker.

iv. I have severe Audhd and I have OCD but I don't really count that because you can't really tell it's there. I'm a POTS and scoliosis survivor

(can u tell idk what the hell I'm doing)

v. I will drop my socials if you so want them but I would prefer u DM me cuz I don't need my public insta in tumblr comments tbh (I have insta, tiktok, discord, snap, so on so forth)

vi. I'm still in high school LMAOOO pls I'm not less than eighteen guys don't worry but I aspire to be in the military but I'm taking a gap year

vii. I've been writing since like third grade but over quarantine my parents kinda banished me to our basement and I was doing a lot of things I shouldn't have been doing but now I'm sorta good at writing !!

viii. fics are kinda a side gig, I do write real shit here and there but there's genuinely no point so idk why I do it

ix. I'm what people like to call a whore except I don't fuck around I just talk to like nine people at once (hop off my dick rn)

x. I'm hilariously funny if you ever wanna strike up a conversation

xi. I'm down for ANY conversations. you wanna talk about what kinks some random bitch has based on their appearance? let's talk about it. wanna tell me about the sex you had last night? I'll go get a snack. I don't get triggered by really anything so if u need an outlet, I'm right here bb

xii. I actually have a massive gyatt

xiii. I can curl a lot of lbs and um I can bench some too and I guess do leg stuff (gym girlies rise)

xiv. I'm Jewish but not like Jewish my fam just is, I am probably one of the furthest things from religion and I don't hugely support organized religion (my fav way to describe it is being Jew-ish)

xv. I am a leftist through and through (pro choice, pro science, pro gays, Black lives matter, stop Asian hate, in case you needed clarification on that one) and I avoid knowingly being friends with Republicans at all costs

xvi. I am pro Palestine, nothing anyone will say or do could change my stance on that one.

xvii. I have a cat + dog

xviii. I don't get cold like ever cuz I ski in like 10° weather all winter

xix. I have Duolingo and if u wanna beef it out w a quest then I am definitely down for that because I will beat you (I'm learning Hawaiian and Hebrew)

xx. I'm fluent in German and speak it at home w the fam and I know some Spanish + French

xxi. juice boxes > anything

xxii. some more pics of me will follow whenever I stfu

xxiii. I stand at a whopping six feet tall but I swear I have short person energy

xxv. in my personal opinion I have huge dick energy but you're welcome to put me in my place (I'm a switch and I'll cook for you)

xxiv. if your snap score is more that 300k we can't be friends I'm sorry (mine is 100k suck my c o c k)

xxvi. best position is doggy but I can be persuaded into something different

xxvii. CUNT

xxviii. uhhhh I'm from the East Coast of America so l operate in EST time

anyway it was nice getting to talk about myself for a long time 🫡 feel free to make numerous comments about my life in the comments

anyway y'all here are some for faceless pics that are guaranteed to make u cream (see, hilarious)

sayonara sistas

[coochieholder]

about me! 🐰ྀི

“I’m just a coochieholder ! ”

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18

I’m a coloured South African x

Attending uni atm!!

I’m anti Zionist and Lana will be removed from my aesthetic indefinitely I was js a fan of her music when I started my blog!

I love girls so much!!

Apart of the obx, on my block, tvd, stranger things, good girls and more fandom and a whole lot!

I like hearing stories and dm me if you wanna talk or vent im always here (girls only)

I post pictures of pretty things𐙚˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚

I CANT STRESS THIS ENOUGH if your a girl blog or js a girl in genera become my mutual!! But ask bc sometimes I don’t see :(

I’m overall a really friendly bubbly person but no hate will be tolerated this is a safe space for pretty little things like bunnies and shit😭 I’m telling u straight pls dont fight with me I will win

I sometimes repost nsfw imagines from my fav writers so don’t follow if it makes you uncomfortable SUPER RARELY THO ( I don’t think I have yet but just incase I wanna show some extra support)

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[nerdazzler]

✨What I think you act like based on your favorite twst dorm✨

(This is all for shits and giggles people. None of this is meant to be taken seriously it’s just my opinion.)

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Heartslabyl 

You either simp for riddle, Or kin him. No in between 

You’re a pretty upbeat and cheerful person

You’re really cheerful and yet are also pretty shy and don’t talk to a lot of people, you have good friends though!

Okay I get it you like riddle 🥲 (god damn 😭)

50/50 y’all can bake (teach meeeeee)

Y’all can be pretty weird sometimes (dw me too 😌)

How them mommy issues workin out for ya? 😀

Ayo…any..any deuce kinnies looking for an ace kin wanna hmu 👀🤙 (jk jk…unless 👀 we can be friends 👉👈)

I’ll take a trey kinnie too (he says in riddle and cater kin ☺️🫶)

Savanaclaw 

Either Leona simps,Stans, or kins

Where tf are all the jack ppl?!

Y’all think ruggie is a skrunkly and you love him to bits

#stanbrokehyenaboi

Y’all are the more cool laidback type (funny considering the amount of jocks in the dorm)

Very knowledgeable and wise about things, I like that about you guys!

You guys are also pretty funny, I like y’all!

Octavinell 

you Kin azul. No questions.(Me too, bestie. me too.)

I love you guys, y’all are like SUPER chill.

You either have at least some knowledge of a random sea creature or have an interest in marine biology 

How many of you ship JadeAzul? Because I’m sensing a good majority

Jade fans y'all in there too.

I NEED THE FLOYD FANS/STANS/ AND ESPECIALLY THE KINNIES TO STOP COMMENTING ON MY HEIGHT 😭🤚

I like y’all, you’re really laidback yet funny as shit

Some of the octavinell fans need to calm tf down (they are Minors 😨!!)

Wut you planning 🤨

Y’all be weird as shit sometimes (love it tho 🫶)

Show me ur art 👀

If you kin Floyd I as a riddle kin automatically fear you /j

Any jade kins wanna talk? (*poses in azul kin*😎👌)

Scarabia

I love y’all too! You guys are so fun to chat with

Y’all are the deep thinking type or the impulsive idea type

Jamil or Kalim. pick one, and you can’t say both. 😡

Y’all can sometimes be a lil unhinged I will admit-

How many Jamil apologists and defenders y’all got up in there? 🤭

#letkalimbesad fr 

Where my fellow Kalim kin’s at!? (Dm meeee I wanna be friendsss 😚✌️)

…I’m also a Jamil kin too,,,(but more of a Kalim kin ☺️)

YOU GUYS COME UP WITH SOME OF THE COOLEST SHIT ISTG.

Pomfiore 

WHERE TF MY POMFIORE PPL AT!?

I barely see y’all wtf 😨 (I Have literally never met a pomforie fan in my life so all of this is from observation)

You like vil. That’s all ima say.

YA’LL ROOK FANS BE WILDIN SOMETIMES LIKE GOD DAMN.

Yeehaw boy fans stand up.

You definitely have a cute looking artstyle. It’s cute but is hella well detailed.

Ignhyde 

be my friend pls 🥹🙏

Y’all smart 

You guys are so sweet 

Can you share some of ur snacks pls 👀🤲 (I know you got a snack hoard.)

How many plushies you got🤨?

Y’all either actually like gaming, drawing. Or both (Mainly drawing tho.)

I’m assigning all the idia fans the song “Emo Boy” by Ayesha erotica (I do not support her) and you can’t tell me I’m wrong. BECAUSE I KNOW HOW SOME OF YA’LL BE ACTIN 🤨

Ortho fans where 🤔 (no I don’t mean simps*nastyass-* I mean people that genuinely like ortho’s character)

Diasomnia 

y’all shy or really chill and barely talk to people and yet are some of the most interesting people to talk with 

I don’t see a lot of you! Where y’all at?!

You either like malleus a lil too much or Lilia No in between.

Sliver Stan’s idk where y’all at 😟

Baul and general lilia fans STAND UP. I SEE YOU HIDING IN THE BACK OVER THERE. NO NO NO NO DONT YOU TRY TO RUN AWAY 😡

You. Nice, Amazing, Beautiful, Talented Human Being. Gimme a hug 🫂 

I can be the Kalim to your silver *lip bites* /j

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[ask-milo-suzuki]

Hehehe

Hello!^^ I’m Milo and this blog is for rping!

Go follow these ppl pls!^^

@muichinno

@muitsuri

@muichirothehashira

@sakurasunkiss

@cloudymistedskies

@tokito-dulya20

@theyslaydemons

@snowmist-hashira

@strawberrycuwu

@cherryblossomsenpai

@aceofstars0

@ta-ni-ya

@kakajuri-fics

@kurumi-igarashi

@vexinghearts

@colourstreakgryffin

@rb-kny-fan-709

@axolotl321

@ghostbite0

@mistymxxn

@frostburn-shoto

@hauntedtrousers

@yuichiroleftarm

@unofficialmuilover

srsly go follow them.

if you don’t, I’ll steal your toes while you sleep.

Mod talking: I have multiple aus for Milo so keep that in mind when rping, pls specify which au you want!

1. Regular

2. Human

3. Milo Tsugikuni

4. Final battle death Milo

5. Demon Milo

6. Spider family Milo

7. Streak hashira Milo

8. Fantasy/magic Milo

9. Milo Kocho

10. Greek Goddess Milo

11. Princess Milo

12. Kakushi Milo

13. Civilian Milo

14. Mugen train death Milo

15. Mermaid Milo

16. Fairy Milo

17. Tiny Milo

Rp rules

No nsfw, Milo is a minor and I want minors to feel safe on this blog.

Flirting is ok, within reason.

If you’re wanting to do romance with Milo please let me know.

Don’t be creepy or anything like that.

Milo has a lot of trauma. If you’re going to ask her about it, be kind and careful cause she’s very sensitive about it.

Tell me your triggers before hand so I don’t accidentally trigger you or something.

Don’t be hateful towards people who interact on here. We’re all here to have fun!

I’m open to aging Milo up if your oc is 18+ and you wanna ship her with him but as stated earlier no nsfw is allowed regardless.

Please don’t dm me if you can help it. I have no issue with spontaneous rping, you don’t have to ask!

She’s a hashira (unless you want to talk to an au) so be respectful, she won’t bite your head off but be nice to her. She’s been through enough already:)

No magic anons pls:)

My main is @larz-barz, you can find info about Milo in a post linked on my master list:D

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[haleyhunwritess]

Pls make more part for broken promise. Maybe until it got the ending that the reader is free or whatever you wanna make it. I just love everything about part 4 you just made. You're just sooo talented that your stories touch my heart sometimes it makes my heart flinch in sad or happy way. I just found your blog and you're starting to be my fav writter

The Necklace

Warnings: Dark DD/LG themes, read previous parts of Broken Promises for more.

A/N: Ahhh omg, that's very sweet of you, I'm really glad you're enjoying my work, there is going to be more parts to Broken Promises, so she's not free...yet. But please DM me or send me an ask if you have any ideas about something you'd like to see!!

"No, no, no! You're doing it all wrong!!" Bucky chuckled softly as she pouted at him. He scooped her up and placed her on the counter after setting the pink frosting-filled piping bag down.

This had been going on for the past two hours ever since Bucky suggested that they try making Steve some cookies so he'll finally stop giving Bucky the silent treatment for bringing home a stray cat without even talking to him first. Steve was still a little apprehensive because of what Wanda said to him, even though things were beginning to improve after she had helped them. Bucky argued that Steve was being overly neurotic and said that this could be perfect addition to their little family and even help their girl adjust more if necessary.

Bucky decided to make him a special treat with his girl, who was overjoyed to have a new pet. Bucky promised to let her have some of the leftover cookie dough if she helped him, which she couldn't say no to.

"Okay fine, how should I be doing this then, princess?"

"Well maybe you should try to make them...I don't know...prettier?" Bucky fake gasped at her comment while trying to hold back a smile, making her giggle a bit.

"What do you mean? They're not pretty enough for you, doll?"

"They don't even look like hearts! It looks messy and there is frosting everywhere!"

"Alright, alright! Let's skip the frosting then, the cookies are sweet enough."

"No! I want frosting on them! Just let me do it please?" She sulked, wanting to get off the counter and towards him. She held out her arms for him, and he moved closer, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist and wrap her arms around his neck.

"Yeah? Do you want to try doing it all by yourself, doll?" She nodded and leaned in for a kiss.

"Yes! I promise I'll be good, Dada." She held out her pinky for him and he grinned softly before wrapping his pinky around hers.

"Alright fine, but are you sure you're up for this, princess? I don't know if my little girl can do this, she is such a little baby." He teased her, making her blush and whine lightly.

"Mhmm...little babies aren't supposed to help out in the kitchen, are they? I can't have my babygirl getting hurt." He leaned in to give her a kiss, making her blush even harder. She quickly covered up her face, feeling slightly overwhelmed.

"Hey, hey! Don't start now. No whining, okay?" His hand gently stroked her thigh before smacking it as he gave her a harsh look while gazing into her eyes.

"See what I mean? Such a little baby, oh my. It's okay, doll. I'll finish this, how about you go have some cuddles with our new kitty on the couch?" She quickly nodded, and he picked her up off the counter and put her down to go find Alpine.

"Alpine?" She called out for the cat a few times, while looking around the living room. "Dada, where is Alpine?"

"I don't know sweetheart, maybe check upstairs."

She began walking up the stairs, hissing at the cold hardwood flooring beneath her feet, and eventually made her way up to her bedroom in search of the cat, however, she still couldn't find her new beloved friend. With a pout, she decided to go down the hall and see if Steve was awake yet.

She was passing by Steve's office when she thought she heard Alpine in there. She knew she wasn't allowed to go into S's office unless he gave her permission. Maybe he was inside? She decided to knock on the door a few times before calling out for S to see if he was inside.

"Daddy?"

She hesitantly twisted the doorknob of Steve's office room, cautiously slipping inside, and quietly closing the door behind her. She grinned as she saw Alpine perched atop Steve's desk.

"Alpine! I've been looking everywhere for you!" She approached the desk and attempted to pick up the cat, but the feline leapt off and rushed towards the front of the desk, knocking over a sizeable box that held many files and a few other items.

"Oh no! Why did you do that, Alpine?! Daddy is not gonna be happy about this, and he already wants you to leave...Should I tell Dada? No...maybe Dada will think Daddy is right... I'll just clean it up..." She quickly crouched down to put everything back in the box so Steve wouldn't find out what happened.

She picked up one of the necklaces that fell out of the box. A beautiful small heart-shaped gold necklace with the initial P engraved on it. It looked strangely familiar, and it made her smile, but she couldn't figure out why.

She stopped dead in her tracks when she abruptly heard noise coming from Steve's room. She waited until it was quiet again before putting everything back in the box. For some reason, she didn't want to put the necklace back into the box when she realized it was the last thing left from the box.  She knew she should return it, but maybe Steve wouldn't notice? She hurriedly placed the box back where it belonged and slipped the necklace in the pocket of her pants.

"Alpine, come on let's go, we'll go find Dada and bring some cookies upstairs for Daddy!" The cat left the room as soon as she opened the door. She sighed in relief and swiftly exited the room, firmly closing the door behind her as she followed the cat downstairs to go see Bucky.

"There you are, doll. I thought you were going to cuddle with Alpine on the couch." Bucky grinned when he saw his girl making her way downstairs. She smiled back at Bucky, but her smile instantly changed into a pout when she saw him pick up Alpine and snuggle her close to him.

"Dada?"

"Yes, princess?" Bucky answered his girl without even turning to look at her, instead smiling down at Alpine and softly playing with his new cat.

She pouted a little more before deciding to return upstairs and look for Steve. It wasn't fair that Alpine was suddenly receiving more attention than her. As she recalled how Bucky used to pick her up, spin her around, kiss her, and cuddle with her on the couch, a few tears started to fall down her cheeks.

"Sweetness, are those tears I see?" She looked up to see Steve emerge from his room and rush towards her, a concerned expression on his face.

"Daddy" Her lower lip trembled slightly as he lifted her up and rubbed her back, trying to silence her cries.

"Oh bubba, what's wrong? Come on, tell Daddy what's wrong so I can make it all better, please?" She shook her head and continued to cry on his shoulder.

"Bucky, get up here!" She began to cry louder when she heard Steve yell for Bucky. Steve instantly started to whisper apologises and sweet words in her ear, thinking she was crying harder now because of his loud voice. "Bubs please, what is it? You know I hate seeing you so upset."

"I-I sowwy...pwease..."

"Oh sweetness, it's okay you didn't do anything, alright? It's not your fault, okay? If you don't wanna talk about it just yet it's okay."

As if on cue, Bucky came striding upstairs, still holding Alpine in his arms. As soon as he realized how upset his little girl was, his facial expressions quickly changed to a distressed one. Bucky approached her and stroked her hair in an effort to comfort her.

"Princess, what's wrong?" As soon as she saw the cat in his arms, she felt herself becoming angry. She couldn't help herself and attempted to push Alpine away from Bucky as soon as she heard the cat purring in his arms.

"Hey! Stop it! We don't hit or push others. Now, I know you're feeling upset about something but there's no need to push Alpine, okay?" Bucky glared at her and took a step back to put Alpine down, who decided to return downstairs. He frowned even more when he looked up and saw Steve smirking at him.

"What are you smiling about?"

"I think someone is a bit jealous, and doesn't like sharing her Dada." Steve gazed down at his girl, who blushed at his remark and turned to bury her face in the nook of his neck.

"What? That's not true. Right, doll?" Bucky attempted to move her away from Steve's neck in order to force her to look up at him. Still feeling embarrassed, she whimpered slightly while keeping her face covered from him.

"Oh no, doll, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I'm so sorry, princess. Please forgive me?" Bucky gave her a sad smile as she reluctantly turned to face him. She shifted her head away from Steve's neck and reached out to Bucky, who scooped her up in an instant. "Aw I'm so sorry, babygirl. How about we go cuddle downstairs on the couch, huh?" She nodded before smiling and resting her head on his shoulder. Bucky chuckled slightly, amused by her jealousy, and turned to face Steve, who was still smirking.

"I told you so."

Bucky rolled his eyes before leading his girl downstairs. He noticed her yawning and her eyes becoming heavier. While walking to the kitchen to get a bottle for her, he began to gently bounce her in his arms. He made sure she couldn't see the little pill he put in her drink before handing it to her and heading over to the living room. She was placed in his lap as he sat down on the couch and carefully let her sip the drugged milk till she ultimately nodded off.

She slowly stirred in her sleep as he took the bottle from her and moved forward to set it on the coffee table. As he moved back, he gently stroked her hair while admiring how peacefully she was sleeping.

"Bucky, come here for a second." He groaned quietly as the precious moment was abruptly destroyed by Steve calling him. He carefully moved her from his lap to the couch, then reached down to cover her with the couch's blanket. Then he saw something hanging out of her pocket. He knelt down to take it from her pocket to see what it was.  His eyes widened as he realized where she got that from. He hurriedly made his way upstairs to Steve's office, where he was met with a distressed Steve.

"Hey Bucky, did you come in here today? My files are all out of place, and for some reason, I can't seem to find the necklace." Steve was looking around the room, trying to look for the necklace.

"You mean this one?" Bucky held up the necklace while glaring at Steve. Steve immediately sighed in relief, reaching for the necklace.

"Yes, oh thank god. Where was it?"

"She had it." Bucky threw it onto his desk and sat down in a nearby chair.

"I swear if this is Alpine's doing then-"

"No, Steve. I mean our girl had this. It was in her pocket. Please explain to me how the fuck she was even able to get in here. I thought we both agreed to keep this room locked at all times."

"Fuck."

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[swettydoll]

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I love lana del rey, the weeknd, girlblogging, pink, cute things⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰like habbits and kittys꒱

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[chelseachilly]

king of my heart - pt 2

and all the pieces fall right into place getting caught up in the moment, lipstick on your face i’m yours to keep and i’m yours to lose you know i’m not a bad girl but i’ll do bad things with you

pairings: reader x ben chilwell chapter summary: despite your better judgement, you go over to ben’s place for the first time. warnings: smut, 18+ word count: 1.9k

a/n: thank you for reading part one, i hope you enjoy the (much steamier) part 2 lol - more coming soon! pls let me know what u think 🖤

read part one

Three days later, you somehow find yourself standing in front of your bathroom mirror, putting on lip gloss, getting ready to go over to Ben Chilwell’s house.

You were admittedly on the fence when you first talked to Charlotte about it after receiving his message after the party.

“He’s a footballer, I’m sure he just wants to hook up,” you said to her as you both scrolled through his Instagram.

“Isn’t that what you want, too? You said you’re not looking for anything serious,” Charlotte pointed out. When you lingered a bit too long on a post of him sitting shirtless on a yacht somewhere, she chuckled lightly. “Plus, you’re clearly into him.”

You couldn’t deny that to be true; there was something so unique and interesting about Ben, something that captivated you instantly in the short time you spent with him.

The butterflies in your stomach while talking to him at the party were unlike anything you’ve ever felt. You’ve been trying to convince yourself since that it was just because he’s famous and a great player and obviously attractive, not indicative of something more.

In all honesty, your fear isn’t that he’ll want to keep things casual - you’re worried that he won’t, or that you’ll catch feelings for him and they won’t be returned. You’ve had enough heartache the past few years, you’re not sure you could handle that.

Regardless, you decided to respond to his DM a few hours after he sent it, unable to resist the temptation.

yourinstagram Hey, it was great meeting you too! Sure, I’d be up for something 😊

You did worry you seemed overly eager, but he didn’t take long to respond.

benchilwell Perfect, I’ve got Wednesday off training. Wanna come to mine on Tuesday night and we can order dinner? You good with Indian?

yourinstagram Sounds good, just send me the details!

When Tuesday finally rolls around, you feel more nervous than you expected but excited nonetheless. You get home from work around six and immediately start getting ready even though you don’t have to be at Ben’s until eight.

Charlotte is out at a work event, so you have no one to advise you, but you decide on jeans and a white long-sleeve tee. It’s a simple outfit, but you feel both relaxed and confident in it, which is perfect for…whatever this is.

You take the tube and show up at Ben’s right on time. You briefly consider if you should’ve played it cool and been a bit late, but you’ve already rung the doorbell and it’s too late to turn back now.

The door swings open, revealing a brightly smiling Ben, in a fleecy black sweatshirt and matching joggers, knocking the wind out of you just as much as he did the first time.

“Hey, Y/N,” he smiles, stepping out of the way so you can come in. “It’s nice to see you again.”

“You too,” you say sincerely, slipping your shoes off in the entry hall. “How was your day?”

“Not bad,” Ben shrugs, beginning to lead you further into the house. “Much better now, though. How about you?”

You can feel yourself blushing as he flashes you a cheeky grin before turning around to walk into the next room.

“Mine was good, yeah,” you mumble, trying to regain your composure.

Without Ben’s gaze on you, you look around the house for the first time - it’s massive, with marble floors and sky-high ceilings. Honestly, it might be the nicest house you’ve ever been in.

As you enter the kitchen, there’s a huge spread of food out on the island.

“I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got one of everything,” Ben says a bit shyly. “Indian makes for good leftovers, though, right?”

“Yeah, it does,” you agree, smiling at him. “Thanks, Ben, this looks delicious.”

He passes you a plate to fill up, him following suit as you load yours with a bit of everything.

“I’m sorry I didn’t suggest a restaurant, it’s just that there can be paps or fans taking photos a lot of the time and I didn’t want to subject you to that,” Ben says as you sit down at the table to eat.

“Of course, I get it,” you say. “And I’m good with staying in, really. Honestly, I kind of prefer it.”

“Yeah, same here,” Ben smiles. “Especially after a long day.”

You share stories of your work days as you eat what’s probably the best food you’ve had since moving to London. Once you’re done, Ben offers you a glass of wine as he cleans up and puts the rest in the fridge.

You sip the cold Chardonnay and sit back, feeling hopelessly giddy as you watch Ben hum some song you faintly recognize and move around the kitchen tidying up.

“You feel like watching a film?” Ben asks when he’s done.

You nod and he takes you to another room, with a huge couch and a TV nearly the size of the wall. He sits and you sit next to him, leaving about an arm’s length of separation between the two of you.

You settle on a scary movie called Smile after Ben suggests it. You’re not much for the horror genre but you agree anyway, not wanting to seem lame in front of this guy you barely know. You get comfortable on the couch, inching slightly closer to Ben so you can stretch your legs out on the sectional in front of him.

You can feel Ben’s gaze on you from time to time, but you keep your eyes glued to the screen to avoid eye contact. He’s fairly close to you now, and you’re worried if you look at him you won’t be able to resist kissing him. You don’t usually mind making the first move, but something about this feels different.

All of a sudden, a jump scare on the screen makes you reflexively turn your head away, and your face ends up landing on Ben’s shoulder. Although he jolted at the sudden scare as well, he immediately wraps an arm around you and begins to run his hand up and down your arm.

“You alright?” Ben asks, his breath warm on your ear.

“Yeah, it’s just a film,” you laugh softly, not moving an inch. You feel so comfortable and safe right now considering you just met this guy a few days ago. It’s like you’ve known him for years. “Not much of a scary movie person, to be honest.”

“I’m sorry, you should’ve said something,” Ben says gently. “You wanna pick something else?”

He pauses the film and you raise your head from his shoulder, now meeting his eyes with your faces only inches apart.

About three seconds pass before you both dive in to kiss each other, your lips meeting seamlessly.

His hands are on your back as you begin to make out with more intensity, scrambling to get closer to him. You end up straddling his lap, running your hands through his hair - which is just as soft as you imagined - as he pulls you as close as possible.

You carry on like this for god knows how long, unable to get enough of each other. Eventually, you have to come up for air, both of you completely out of breath.

You remain in his lap as he rests his forehead against yours.

“Wow,” you breathe, admiring his slightly swollen lips and enjoying the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around you. “That was-“

“Yeah,” Ben finishes, placing a lighter kiss on your lips. “Do you want to…”

“Yes,” you reply, diving in to kiss him again and tugging at the bottom of his sweatshirt.

He gets the hint and takes it off, along with the white t-shirt underneath. You can’t help but pull away to look at him for a moment, your eyes scanning the many small tattoos you saw on his Instagram.

And his abs, obviously.

As you continue to kiss, he starts to take off your shirt as well, and you nod in consent before he removes it fully.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs, staring at your breasts as he begins to kiss your neck and jawline, making you moan.

You continue to undress until there’s nothing left. Ben reaches down and can immediately feel how ready you are for him, making you tremble when his finger touches your sensitive spot.

“I want you,” you mumble against his lips. “Now.”

“I need to get a-”

You cut him off by reaching over and pulling what he’s looking for out of your purse on the floor.

“Modern women come prepared,” you smirk, passing him the condom.

“Damn, you’re amazing,” Ben grins as he opens the wrapper with his teeth and begins to roll it on his hard cock.

Ben flips you both over on the couch and sinks in to you slowly, making both of you moan with pleasure. He asks if you’re alright as he begins to thrust into you slightly faster, and you can only nod as your brain goes fuzzy with pure bliss.

Before it’s even over, you can tell this is the best sex you’ve ever had. It’s not just the technique, though obviously his toned, athletic body is improving the experience, but something more than that too. He feels so right inside of you, so perfect.

“Y/N,” Ben moans, “I’m close, love.”

“That’s ok, go ahead.”

He lets out another low groan as he comes, and you feel a bit bereft as he pulls out and collapses on the couch next to you. After he’s had the chance to catch his breath, he gets up on his knees and begins to trail kisses down your body, making you tremble with anticipation.

It’s even more perfect when he goes down on you, making you see stars within seconds of his mouth on you. By the time you finish, you’re screaming his name in pleasure.

After he’s passed you a tissue to clean yourself up, Ben leans back against the couch cushions and pulls you into his arms, draping a blanket over your naked and now a bit sweaty bodies.

“That was amazing,” you can’t help but admit, your head resting on his chest and your eyes fluttering shut with contentment.

“So amazing,” he agrees, kissing your forehead in a way that feels almost too intimate, despite the activities you just engaged in. “You’re incredible, Y/N Y/L/N.”

“Not so bad yourself, Ben Chilwell,” you chuckle. “Where did you learn to - you know what, never mind.”

You both laugh, but you suddenly remember what you came here for. The sex, although not a guarantee, was not unexpected and certainly not unwelcome.

Everything else, though - the butterflies in your stomach when he laughs, the tender forehead kisses after sex - is strictly off-limits if you want to retain your sanity.

You don’t need a boyfriend at all right now, let alone a footballer. Even if that footballer makes your heart want to leap right out of your chest.

“Ben, I just wanna be clear,” you say after a few minutes of enjoying each other’s touch in silence. “This was really fun, and I would love to keep seeing you, but that’s all this is, right? Fun?”

Ben hesitates for a moment, and you’re suddenly concerned that he expected more from this evening.

“I’m sorry,” you say quickly. “I just assumed since you’re a professional athlete and busy with football and everything that you wouldn’t be looking for-“

“Yeah, of course,” Ben interrupts, smiling and kissing you again. “That’s perfect, actually. Having no strings attached makes everything easier.”

“Okay, great,” you smile, kissing him again. “Now, do you wanna pick another film or do you wanna go for round two?”

Ben stares at you, looking a bit awestruck for a moment, before leaning in to kiss you again.

Somehow, the second time is even better.

next chapter 💙

#ben chilwell x reader #ben chilwell x y/n #ben chilwell imagine #ben chilwell #chelsea fc imagine #komh

[undercoverpena]

I have to ask (only if you're willing to talk about it), how do you cope with hate...? I got the feeling from your last answer and tags that this was not the first time. Do you have any tips on how to self-regulate? How do you stay so kind-hearted & compassionate?

The reason why i'm asking is that I'm relatively new here and dread the day I receive hate mail.

Much love to you, I adore the way you write and lift others❣️

- Fellow cancerian who doesn't want to grow too hard a shell

hello fellow 🦀 thank you for the compliment on my writing and lifting others (honestly, I just feel too much and I have to thrust it on people haha)

and honestly I don’t mind answering, I don’t really have like a hard and fast answer so I apologise for the ramble under the cut:

it depends on what is said. which I know is wildly unhelpful, but it’s the truth. the one today was like…. silly? to me anyway. it wasn’t necessary, it was just—oh let’s kick someone. and like, I’m not just saying this, but I laughed and I honestly was like, jesus you feeling okay anon, like damn.

but, I’m nothing but honest (where I can be) and there have been some that have fucking hurt. like I’ve cried my eyes out—which is a lot for saying this is fun, and a hobby.

in my corner though, I have great people. one of my friends is like my rock, and she allows me to send her the more crazy ones. and we sorta have this process of talking about it first before I make a decision about deleting/responding. for me, it helps drafting my feelings or talking them out, just so I can get rid of that ‘initial’ reaction. because sometimes I just wanna shout and tear someone a new one, but that means letting them get a rise outta me? y’know.

so once I’ve done that, we normally fall on the deleting side, because it’s important to me to create a space that I feel safe in, that I’m proud of, and that others know they can come into and also feel okay. you having a bad day and seeing that I’ve been kicked down isn’t going to do anything except us both feel poopy. so unless I can be sassy, let it roll off my back, I try now not to respond.

to return back to chirpy, annoyingly nice Jo 😏 I spend time with people i love: fandom, irl and who I live with. I may go on a walk with my dog. I may put my headphones on and blast music (celine dion power ballads hit different), and lastly, I’ll churn it into something writing wise.

writing is what helps me regulate all of my emotions. I feel so much, always have done, always will. but writing helps.

unfortunately, there’s always a chance I’ll get hate. because like irl, we don’t gel with everyone. which is why I wish people would just unfollow, block and move on, but i can't control that nor can i guarantee the former will happen. so I just try to create a space I’m happy to be in, like this overtly pink blog with all you lovely lot who follow me as I throw you in fandom after fandom.

lastly, my friend said this earlier and I’m going to quote her (she’s going to love this) “you literally get what you see with you” and she’s right. it’s not me staying so kind and compassionate, that’s just who I am (which sounds big headed, like omg I’m amazing) but I just care. and on the days where being “me” feels hard, that’s when I stay off here. because it means I need some me time to get back to a good place.

I am not sure if this was helpful, 🦀 anon (this is what I’m calling you, hope that’s okay). but my dm is always open, and so is my inbox.

pls try not to let fear stop you from sharing with the world, don’t give the prospective haters any chance to steal your shine 🩷

#asked and answered #🦀 anon #Jo gives terrible advice #resource: anons