#the way they look at eachother in this scene makes me want to bite a brick

[selquet]

THE GREAT | 1.08 "Meatballs at the Dacha"

#the great #the great hulu #thegreatedit #peter iii of russia #catherine the great #thegreatdaily #peter x catherine #huzzahthegreat #perioddramaedit #tvedit #the way they look at eachother in this scene makes me want to bite a brick #mygifs*

[zimthandmade]

Hi! First of all, I'm a huge fan!! I love your Death Note drawings, your style is incredible and I love how you portray the characters.

Soo I was wondering, in your version of MellodraMattic, how did the confession go or how was their first date like??

Thank you so much for the sweet words!! 🖤🖤🖤

I feel like even when writing fluffy scenarios, it reads as dry as a crime scene report and I feel the need to apologise. I'd much rather draw everything out as I see it play out in my head but there's just no time :'( But here’s one way I can see a “confession” happening.

Okay, so, the situation. L.A., early 2008, they’re both 18 and have been crushing on eachother for quite a while but neither of them made a move yet and the tension between them is suffocating. Matt didn’t say anything because of his low self-esteem, he’s rather suffering in silence than make a fool out of himself and potentially ruining this friendship. Mello is not displaying any signs he’s into guys and in Matts mind, even if he did, he’d probably be the last person Mello would be crushing on. Mello didn’t make a move yet because he’s afraid he’s putting both of them in danger, due to mafia relations. He’s afraid this could make him seem weak, ruin his reputaion or worst case get them both killed etc etc you get the picture, since the gang he’s in is either openly homophobic or just has a really clear picture of masculinity Mello already has trouble fitting in. There’s just a lot of stuff coming together. They’re both so trapped in their own minds that I can barely see them having a sober first move at all.

After living together for 4 years since running away, they’re now living in seperate flats for a couple of months due to convenience reasons, doesn’t matter. Matt isn’t taking living alone well and drowns in isolation. Mello is over for a visit and goes “Bro, you need to get some fresh air. Dress up, we’re going out.” and takes him to some nearby club. It's crowded in there, the bass is so heavy that it basically replaces your heartbeat. Matt finds it really uncomfortable, his social anxiety kicks in hard. They immediately start drinking which loosens things up a bit. Maybe Mello is trying to goad Matt into mingling with people a bit. Maybe something like a test of courage or a dare? "See that one at the back? If you manage to dance with her, I'll buy you another drink." "Pff, child's play. And who are you taking? I'm not doing this alone." "I'll find someone. Now go!"

And they both have a bitter feeling about the whole thing because they're both thinking, "Why am I even doing this? I want YOU to dance with me," and Mello could bite his own ass for sending Matt straight into some girl's arms. He can only swallow his jealousy because he's had alcohol. He has no trouble chatting up some girl and getting her to dance with him. I headcanon Mello inheriting the rizz of his dad. He CAN be charming if he wants to. On the dance floor in the crowd, Mello and Matt's eyes keep meeting over the shoulder of their partner. The looks are INTENSE - full of longing, jealousy, sometimes just grinning at each other. I imagine them touching their partner the way they would like to touch each other - pressing against them, hand on the back of the head, tenderly even. Unusually sensual for someone you've just chatted up in a club. At some point, Mello sits with the girl at the bar and lets her talk his ears off about some nonsense while he keeps scanning the crowd for Matt. He sees him stumble out of the crowd to the bar - alone - and keeps looking past the girl over to Matt, not listening to her at all, just saying "Mhm, oh really?" from time to time. Until at some point the girl turns around, completely annoyed at where Mello is looking all the time. She’s so pissed, rightly so, and just says “… you know, just go dance with your buddy over there if you’re so into him” “… you know what— I’mma do that, actually” and he walks away, leaving the girl sitting there. This one sentence somehow got to Mello, like "Yeah... actually, she's right. I'm just putting on an act here. I'm into Matt, so why not show him? Why am I doing this to myself? I’m a hypocrite if I keep this up any longer."

And Mello comes stumbling towards Matt grinning. “You done already?” “Yeah, she uhh left - I guess I owe you one now huh” “Screw that, come dance with me” “-for real??” “Why not?” and he drags Matt along and it's so fucking crowded in there that they almost feel invisible between all those people. There's this weird anonymity in the room. And they’re dancing so awkwardly adorable together. Maybe Mello goes “What did you do to the poor girl to make her leave you?” “I uhhh might’ve grabbed her butt and she might’ve slapped me for it haha” “Rude haha - you can grab my butt if you want, I won’t slap you” ”Oh be careful what you say, I might actually do that” “Go right ahead, dude”

Matt grabs him hard, he tries to play it as a joke. The alcohol made him so cocky that he'd rather take the chances of being smacked again than let the opportunity pass. Mello doesn't smack him though, they're both just grinning at each other and Matt keeps his hands on Mello's ass, Mello has his arms over Matt's shoulders. They are SO CLOSE, almost nose to nose and they look at each other as they sway, clinging to each other, hearts beating out of their chests. Matt has to stop himself from just leaning forward and risking everything by planting a kiss on Mello. He can't assess the situation AT ALL and he's weighing things up. He just stares at Mello, feels his heart pounding in his ears, everything is so overwhelming, he can smell Mello in front of him and it feels like time slowed down and he’s so anxious he's afraid he's going to throw up any second. But all of this happens in a matter of minutes, seconds, there's hardly any time to think about anything. Instead of just going for it, Matt goes “…what’s with you tonight why are you letting me do this” “I’m trying to make a move on you Mattie, isn’t that obvious haha” “ohhh of course, of course, suuure you are” “…don’t believe me?” “nah… maybe if you kissed me i would-” “ha, no problem-” and Mello kisses Matt on the lips. Matts brain shortwires, there’s no holding back anymore. Matt pulls Mello as close as he can, kissing him back, wrapping his arms around him like he’s afraid he’s gonna be dragged away any second. Mello is pleasantly surprised by the sudden increase of passion Matt is showing towards him. They’re straight up making out in a tight embrace on the dancefloor, there are little to no fucks left to give if anybody sees what they’re doing. Until Mello breaks the kiss and goes “come on let’s get outta here” and they stumble their way outside, arm in arm or even holding hands and Matt’s head is all ??????????????????? but he is so happy?????? this is all new emotional information and he’s not able to process any of it at an appropriate speed. They both feel downright high after that initial kiss. I think they’re both not their first kiss (they both probably kissed strangers in clubs but it was all pretty bland) but the first kiss that had intense emotions attached to it; the first kiss that mattered. And it felt amazing, it changed things. As they walk out, a blast of cold air sobers them up a bit and they look at each other, laughing like they have a new inside joke and they both think to themselves "did that really just happen?" and they both look at their hand in each other's hand and Matt goes “So uhh, — you coming over to my plac-” “Yes” “Haha okay cool” “but uhh— we probably shouldn’t be walking like this” Mello strokes the back of Matt's hand with his thumb and lets go of his hand. “They could see us, y’know” “Yeah”

On the way home (it's a few minutes' walk) they walk silently side by side, red-faced and smiling. Matt keeps looking over at Mello, in disbelief of what the hell is happening. Matt blurts out a "You have no idea how long I wanted to do that" “No joke?” “Mhm” “Why didn’t you just do it then?” “The thought of you reciprocating never crossed my mind and I didn’t want you to judge me” “But I hit on you so hard these last weeks, did you never notice anything?” “I thought you were mocking me, so I played everything for laughs” “Oh man, Matt...” “Yeah” ”…” ”I mean I’m still not entirely sure if you’re not playing a stupid little scheme with me but-” ”I’m not. Matt, I’m not.” ”…okay” ”Sorry for making it seem like I was messing with you” they’re smiling at eachother and walk in silence for a while ”So uhh what are we gonna do at my place?” ”HUH, well uhh —” Mello puts his arm around Matts shoulders, it’s looking more brotherly, but he whispers a ”whatever you feel like” in Matts ear, trying to seem as cool as possible, holding back a grin but failing miserably. It’s kind of an all-or-nothing situation.

I’m gonna spare you the smut here, just know they had a good time that night haha

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I guess the gist is, they need to be catapulted way out of their comfort zone to get closer. And they're just horny, inexperienced adolescents in love, so they are awkward by default. They have no idea what they're doing in those regards.

#ask #death note #mello #matt #dn au 2.1 #headcanon #mihael keehl #mail jeevas #wammys boys #wammys house #wammy boys #wammy kids #wammy's house #mellodramattic #mello x matt #matt x mello #m2

[yourmomni]

Fix You 3

A/n: Hola so I'm sorry im late I was gardening this morning till 3 and took a nap that was more like a coma and forgot to turn in the post schedule. But since I messed up I'm going to be dropping part 4 tomorrow YAAAAAY. Anyways please enjoy @loveyouselfalways I hope you enjoy it

I threw my bag over my shoulder hurrying to the front to walk with the others out of the building and too our car.

We walked together waving and bowing to the cameras, smiling rushing to our vehicle. I huffed as I adjusted myself in the seat.

" Hey you okay." Jay was sitting beside me dropping his bag in front of his seat and slamming the door close.

" We haven't talked in a while. I just wanted to check on you." I bit the inside of my cheek feeling bad about ignoring everyone for the past week. " Yeah I'm sorry about that." He smiled. " it's okay we've just been worried about you with the tweets and all." Jay was always the one checking up on me when I was feeling bad about myself. He would make me food, listen to me rant or vent. He was always the one to comfort me.

Not saying the others didn't do their part. Heeseung would find ways to make me laugh, sunoo would distract me by talking about face care making me go shopping with him for new products. Sunghoon acted like he just wanted to go skating just to show off a skill but in reality he just wanted also get my mind off of things. Jungwon would make me sit in his room and watch movies, and Jake would have me help him build his new Lego set in the living room with a show playing in the background.

They all had their ways of making me feel better, they all cared.

We made it back to our company and immediately started changing for our interview. The theme was black so I was dressed in a black dress and a ribbon pulling back two curly strands of hair in the front of my head to Meet in the back. I had a Tiffany necklace on my neck with a matching bracelet.

They set us up in chairs. I was in the front sandwiched between sunoo and sunghoon.

The interview started like any other one. We talked about our new album and a couple of behind the scenes things. It was going well until we started answer these stupid questions that were in a bowl that our fans wanted to know.

" Okay this one says who is the cleanest member." Jay read out loud. I raised my hand. " Oh most definitely me yesterday I went into Jake's room and I swear I saw his clothes in his basket move like it was alive." They started laughing and Jake whined that it was just my imagination. Then I picked a question to myself then out loud. " ohhhh who has the most chemistry?"

Every ohhed " I would have to say Niki and y/n, they get along well maybe because of their ages but their always together and practicing together and they complement each other well." Sunghoon said and everyone began to agree with him. I turned around to look at niki and he was looking at me.

Was he blushing, he smiled at me and I quickly turned around facing the front biting the inside of my cheek Keeping from smiling too hard.

I passed the bowl to Niki and he happily took it spinning his hand in the bowl. " Okay it says……." His smile faltered and his eyebrows frowned a little. " What I don't understand this." Jay leaned over his shoulder reading the question. He scoffed, taking it out of his hand and ripping it in half.

" i don't know who thought that was funny to put in the bowl but it's really unprofessional." Niki and Jay got up and walked behind the camera. We all looked at eachother confused about what was happening.

Jungwon got up taking his mic pack off walking to Jay to figure out what was happening. I turned around and the question was sitting in Jay's seat.

I picked it up reading it

" Who's the strongest member, show by trying to pick up Y/n who is the heaviest."

Sung Hoon snatched the question from me reading it over and over again. The others were reading it over his shoulder. You could hear Niki yelling at the producer behind the camera and Jay was backing him up.

Niki was fuming, his nose was flaring and his knuckles were white from how hard he was clenching his hands into fist. " So you're telling me you read all of those questions and you thought that one was okay to put in there?" The producer rolled his eyes. " it's not that big of a deal it's just a question."

" so it won't be that big of a deal if I punch you in the fucking face " Jay and jungwon grabbed Niki before he could swing his fist.

Everyone rushed towards him trying to calm the situation." I'm going straight to the media, after I tell them about a young kpop star threatening an Elle employ you group will never see another Prada runway Ever again" Jay laughed.

" Is that a threat?" The man glared up at Jay walking towards him. " Try me."Jay's face darkened " If I see so much as a rumor about this situation in the news I will sue you for everything you have with not even an ounce of mercy, after I'm done with you I'm going to sue your company for exploitation of a minor. I will take everything you own. I will rip your company to shreds. You will never work for another company in Korea for as long as I'm alive. I'll make sure of that. Now that's a promise."

The producer was toe to toe with Jay. " I think it's time for you to go." Jake said standing behind his member. The producer mumbled under his breath as he and his crew packed up their cameras and stuff.

" woah Jay the CEO in you came out that was pretty cool." Sunghoon punched his shoulder. Niki started looking around the room. The camera Crew cleared out swiftly. But he was more worried about one thing.

You

And you were gone.

#black reader #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen imagines #black reader x kpop #black girls are pretty too #enha niki #niki x reader #enhypen niki #niki x blackreader #niki nishimura

[anonymousstoryteller2000]

Joseph quinn head cannons part 2!!

Part 1

Masterlist

Mouthing "I love you" to eachother across the room

Cooking dinner together (turns into a food fight)

He let's you wear his jackets (secretly he really likes the brown leather one on you it compliments you eyes)

Painting and wine dates 🤧probably in the living room he would probably try to paint something very cool like a sunset but gets all mad when he ruts in the colors to much so he just paints a smiley face overs it and signs it and gives it to you for a early birthday present as joke." It's from the heart love take it"

He would try to be romantic and do the scene from Lady and the tramp but yall end up bumping heads or biting eachother lips NOT very fun

Says he doesn't snore so you prove him wrong when you take a video of him snoring while he sleeping his comeback are always the same "why you recording me while im sleeping ay"

Loves when you wear his clothes to sleep especially his botton up shirts with lace panties

If your short( like me )when you get on his nerves he will put your favorite snack or your phone on the highest shelf in yalls house and act like he doesn't know where it is "dont look at me I would never do that once again ask the dog!"

His morning voice is rusty and deep and he knows you love his morning voice so he will go to your ear and whisper you to wake up "morning love" "time to get " "baby come on" "no you can't have me for breakfast"

Sence he has anxiety he would probably play with your hands or squeeze your knee as comfort

Really good at cooking but not at baking

Trys to do your makeup or test it for himself but doesn't know what is what "why is it called a booty blender" babe!! I got the powder in my eye agian " "why are my lips tingling "

Going back to reality TV shows if he ever got invested in them you'll see a whole new side of him "fucken hell just slap her already " love get the wine my cup is about to be empty!!!" Babe you saw that she trusted him and he slept with her sister who does that" (get angry and riots at the tv )

Random late night thought with joe "babe can pigs see the sky " if we met when we where younger would have we been friends" do you know fire trucks are actually water trucks" finger are wired like did are arms slip into smaller arms"

Randomly stare into your eyes for a couple of seconds and walk away( kind of like the picture ^^)

Leave hand written notes around the house for you

Loves giving you hugs from behind

Loves the morning but hates the sunlight

Very protective of you when it comes to yall being out and fans or paparazzi comes up to yall

It's very dramatic when he's over stuffs himself "God I should have never eaten that much" "baby catch me I'm gonna faint"

Lives trying out new foods

He hates how his mom and you tease him about baby photo " I was a cute baby alright God " mum mum that enough don't need her running away from me"

Daily jogs but never goes as planned "we barely left the front door how are you tired" " sweetheart I told you to pee before we left....never again...never agian"

Sometimes feels guilty for blaming the dog for everything he goes to the dogs bed and sit himself down "look we gotta have a chat yea look I'm sorry that I keep blaming you for what I do but your way cuter then me so if I blame it on you she won't get mad but I'm my case I think she already caught on"

Randomly jokes about having kids with you in the future "imagine a mini use running around right now " "yeah I said it they would definitely have my hair"

Love naps

He only cries when you're around he loves how he can have a person to lean on when he's feeling stressed "I loves my fans their lovely but I'm just so tired"

505 from Arctic Monkeys is probably yours song

Good at cooking but not good at baking

He loves catching you watch edit of him it make him feel very lucky "ay what you watching their"

If it's really cold he will make sure your bundled up cause he doesn't want to hear you complaining later "breath from you noise then" just waddle like a penguin you got it babe"

Gets all mushy in the knees if he see you holding a baby

Buys you flowers everytime they die

Helps eachother what to wear that day mostly he will fit the color groups you have on

Dancing in the rain but the one of yall slip and fall and ruins the whole mood

House hunting

Makes fun of eachother in the rudest way possible to see who gets offended first (obviously it's him first)"YOU TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW LADY"

Alway keep a small comb on him for his hair

Love putting his hands in your back pocket

Takes a couple of clothes home from his photo shoot csuse he over heard you saying you loved the outfit he was wearing to his stylist

He is the big spoon but secretly likes being the small spoon sometimes

Alway has to have you in his arms when yall are asleep and if you get up in the middle of he night he get all whiney and sad "baby where you going" okay I'm giving you 30 seconds hurry please"

When you have a bad dream will alway try to help in the bets way possible even knowing he can't really do anything about it but as long as your smiling your alright "well do you want to to go inside you head and kill him myself cause I wil...I will 😡"

Have a book yall read before you get ready for the day and before bed (mostly like a novel or muder mystery)

When you asleep he loves cuddle you from the back whispering in your ear "don't worry I'm never letting you go "

#joseph quinn x reader #joe quinn #joesph quinn #joe q #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn #joseph x reader #joe quinn x y/n #joesph q #joesph quinn x reader #joesph quinn head cannons

[ihateeveryone357474]

Party girl

Note!

This is my first thing ive written in like almost a year.this lowkey is kinda ass but I wanted to post this to get feed back and to see if you guys like it so please tell me all yours thoughts!this is also not proof read😝

Also I have a pt 2 writing so tell me if yall want that

That’s all enjoy loves🩷

I was in my room sitting at my vanity finishing my makeup. I was getting ready for the party my bestfriend nick invited me to,I’m not usually not a party person so I’m not to thrilled to be going. A bunch of drunk people dancing sloppily and throwing up is not really my scene.

But Nick would be lonely without me so I kinda have to go for him and secretary i wanna go just so I have an excuse to dress like a slut for matt to see.

Me Chris Nick and Matt have been

friends since 9th grade. Chris and Nick always felt like brothers to me but with Matt it was different. There was always this tension between us just wanting to be broken. I always found him attractive but these past couple months have been different, every time is see him I just wanna jump him, I could just imagine our body’s tangled together mouths moulded together tounges slipping in between our lips, fitting perfectly together like we were made for eachother his hands goin-“Y/N!”

I heard my name being called by Nick snapping me out of my thoughts.”ARE YOU READY!” The same voice rung, I was ready I looked good, a tight leather mini skirt with fishnets hugging my glistening legs, And a black strapless top that hugged my chest perfectly.

I go downstairs excited to see Matt’s reaction to my slutty outfit.

I’m putting my boots on when I hear breathing behind me. I look back to see Matt looking at me with his eyes wide.i realize that I’m bent over with my Lacey thong on display. “What you looking at perv” is all I manage to get out not wanting to start anything. “Nothing” Matt mumbles I can hear the smirk on his face as he is walking away.

“Your just friends y/n stop think like this”

I say to myself.

-at the party-

I find myself immediately wanting a drink. I’m not the type to drink a lot or go crazy but I just wanted to shake off this weird tension in my chest from Matt.

I was up against a wall observing the dancing drunk teenagers in front of me.

Bringing my red solo cup to my lips and downing the liquid that was in it, I feel a pair of eyes on me as I look over to see Matt staring at me with an unreadable expression. We held eye contact until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I jump taking the cup that was resting on my lower lip away from my lips. When I see a man in front of me I had never seen him before and he just smiled down at me. “Fuck you scared me” I sighed out breathing a little heavy, “I’m sorry gorgeous” he spoke with a laugh making my stomach twist but not in a good way.

All I could think was of Matt wishing it was him calling me that name.I snapped out of it still seeing the boy looking down at me. I didn’t get that butterfly feeling because he was looking at me with dull dark brown eyes. I could get lost in Matt’s eyes forever his blue eyes.

“What’s your name gorgeous” he asks, staring at me like he wanted to take a bite out of my face. “Y/n” I say with a soft friendly smile.

“What’s yours”I ask trying to wrap up this conversation fast.

He was starting to open his mouth to speak when I look over to where Matt was earlier just wanting to see his face.

Thankfully when I look over I see Matt staring at me.

His jaw was clenched and his stare was sending shiver down my spine,He looked like he was ready to pounce on this guy like a fucking tiger. I was getting turned on just looking at Matt, i needed to get away from this guy

I was about to wrap up the conversation when I feel my hand being grabbed and I’m being pulled away from the wall I was once leaning on.

I looked up to see who I was being literally dragged upstairs by its Matt.

 “Matt?” I whine out from the tight grip on my arm starting to burn.

“Matt?” I ask again but he didn’t even look at me.

This is short asf lemme know for pt 2 it gets better I promise😝

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #sturniolo smut #chris x reader #matt x reader #nick sturniolo

[hopip99]

A/N: So, this is my first ever fanfic that I’m writing because there are not enough Two Night Stand fanfics and Alec is adorable. I left it unedited, so I apologize for any grammatical/punctuation errors that might be in there.

Masterlist

Summary: Three years after a rollercoaster of what was supposed to be a one night stand, Alec finds out that his girlfriend is pregnant.

WC: 1897

Warnings: Fainting, Swearing, Mentions of Pregnancy, Financial Troubles

Part 2 Part 3

No Matter What, We’ll Be Okay

New York City was always active, but there was an unusual lull in the activity with the news of an imminent blizzard due to start in a few hours. Blizzards rarely overtook the city in the time that Y/N had lived there, but when they did there was no way anyone could go anywhere for at least a few days. That was how she’d met Alec only a few years ago when she was a fresh college graduate with no idea what direction her life was heading after having her heart crushed by her fiance. At the time she was just looking for a one night stand to try and ease herself back into the dating scene, but she ended up trapped in Alec’s apartment for the entire weekend. The first few hours after her attempted walk of shame were tense, to put it lightly, after Alec had accidentally suggested that she sought out hookups often and she had told him that he was absolutely terrible in bed. After a while, they both relaxed and spent their time really getting to know eachother and they even gave themselves a do-over from their initial mediocre hookup. They’d given eachother criticisms and decided to put their theories to the test “for science” as they’d insisted at the time. What neither of them would admit was that they were already unfortunately and irrevocably smitten with eachother. Y/N had opened up to Alec about some of the things she’d had a lot of trouble discussing with anyone else, and she’d deeply regretted that choice when she discovered the photos of Alec’s girlfriend Daisy. The photos and the closet full of women’s clothes were enough to send Y/N running despite Alec’s desperate pleas for her to hear him out.

The days following her departure from his apartment were torturous for the both of them. Alec was desperately searching for a way to find Y/N so he could apologize properly and Y/N had buried herself in comforters and ate far more ice cream than she should have. It all came to a head when he’d gotten her arrested for breaking into his neighbor’s apartment while they were snowed in. She never had figured out why he’d even imagined that getting her arrested would make her want to see him even though he’d tried to pay her bail. By some miracle, though, it had worked as she said she’d call him if she ever laughed about the situation. Her anger lasted less than an hour, though, because he’d given her a horribly cheesy red balloon that read “I’m Sorry” on one side and “I’m an asshole” on the other.

The memory makes Y/N laugh quietly as she prepares their dinner, unaware that her boyfriend of three years had snuck into their shoebox of an apartment just in time to hear her laugh. Ordinarily, he’d have been content to prop himself against the wall to admire his girlfriend for a moment after returning from work, but his curiosity as to why she was laughing was overpowering. He bites his lip gently in concentration as he sneaks up behind her and winds his arms around her waist, letting out a quiet chuckle as a startled squeak escapes her throat before she relaxes back into his chest.

“What’s so funny?” he asks with a half smile, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek as she simply shakes her head fondly. He raises an eyebrow expectantly as she laughs again and turns the stove off, moving the stir fry she’d cooked away from the heat. “Come on, tell me what’s so funny,” he pleads with a tiny pout as she spins in his grip to drape her arms over his shoulders and press a kiss to his lips.

“I was just thinking about how you managed to worm your way back into my life after being an ass,” she says with a smile. “That stupid balloon should not have won me over as easily as it did, but I don’t regret forgiving you for a moment.” At her admission, Alec smiles and shakes his head as his cheeks and ears flush a light shade of pink in embarrassment. He suppresses the urge to groan at the memory of one of the stupidest stunts he’d pulled in his life, but he was still content with the result of that decision because he managed to win over the girl he loved.

“I’m just glad that the balloon worked, I would’ve been miserable waiting to know if you would ever forgive me for everything I’d put you through back then,” he says softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I thought you were planning on making pork chops tonight,” he murmurs in confusion, glancing at the stir fry that sat cooling on the stove. There was no malice behind his words, the confusion came from the fact that Y/N rarely changed the plans she had for the day because it would throw off whatever rhythm she had going for the day. In spite of his confusion, though, he notices the subtle change in her expression. She’s still smiling at him, but the smile had fallen slightly and no longer met her eyes. “What’s wrong, Y/N?” he asks as he fully registers the anxiety his girlfriend was now feeling.

“I… I couldn’t cook the pork chops tonight,” she says quietly, trying to avoid meeting his eyes. “The smell made me nauseous, so I decided to make something else. I’m just glad I managed to finish it before you made it home.” While what she had said wasn’t completely a lie, she was still working up the courage to tell Alec why she had been feeling sick the past couple of weeks. She’s pregnant and she’d found out a week ago, but she’s terrified of telling Alec because they were already struggling to keep up with their bills even if Alec wouldn’t tell her as much. To her dismay, Alec doesn’t accept the answer and pushes her hair back gently to be able to look into her eyes a little better.

“Babe, you know you can tell me anything. Whatever is bothering you, I really don’t want you having to deal with it by yourself,” he says gently, his expression quickly filling with worry when he sees her eyes fill with tears. “No matter what is going on, we can get through it,” he murmurs, using the pad of his thumb to brush away the tears that begun to slip down her cheek before pulling her head against his chest. Y/N melts into his embrace, allowing a weak whimper to break the silence. She takes a few moments to collect herself, gently pulling herself out of Alec’s hold.

“Alec, you should sit down,” she whispers pleadingly, but Alec refuses. He doesn’t want to sit away from Y/N when she is clearly upset. Begrudgingly, she accepts that Alec isn’t going to sit down and she draws in a deep breath. “Alec, I’m pregnant,” she breathes, searching his face for some hint of how he would handle the knews. She’s not entirely surprised by the sudden blank look on his face, but she had anticipated a look of panic. “Alec?” she asks quietly, snapping in front of his face to try and break him out of the state of shock he was clearly in. The snapping didn’t do much to quell the sudden lightheadedness he felt at the news, he isn’t upset at the prospect of having a child at all. Rather, he is terrified of not being able to provide for his girlfriend and his child while they are already struggling financially. His mind is still reeling at the new information when he feels the world tilt under his feet and black overtakes his vision.

Y/N lets out a panicked gasp when she sees Alec’s eyes roll back and his body start to drop, barely managing to slow his fall enough that he doesn’t slam his head on the ground. She shifts a bit and settles his head onto her lap, tapping his cheek gently in an attempt to wake him. “Alec, sweetheart, I need you to wake up. Passing out is kind of a fucked up response to finding out you’ll be a dad,” she whispers jokingly, trying to calm herself down because panicking would not do any good for her or her presently unconscious boyfriend. Thankfully, it takes just under a minute for his eyes to flutter open. “Hey, asshole,” Y/N whispers. “You scared the shit out of me.” She quickly presses her hand to the center of his chest when he attempts to sit up. “No, you’ve got to lay down for a few more minutes. If you try to get up too fast you’ll just pass out again.”

Alec nods reluctantly, and grabs her hand gently. “Sorry for scaring you,” he murmurs softly, pulling her hand to his mouth to press a gentle kiss on her palm. “I didn’t mean to pass out, I just got dizzy trying to figure out how I’ll be able to take care of you both,” he admits with a small frown. “New York City isn’t exactly a cheap place to live, but I’ll manage. I’ll make sure we’re okay,” he promises, carefully pushing himself into a sitting position before pulling her into his lap. “We’ll manage and we’ll do our best to give the baby the best life we can.”

Y/N smiles slightly, tears filling her eyes again as she buries her face in his neck and wraps her arms around his shoulders. “Thank you,” she whispers, her voice shaking as she withholds the sobs she wants to let out. “I should’ve told you sooner, but I was scared. I didn’t think you’d leave, but I really expected you to panic and for this to become a fight,” she murmurs, even though she knew the thought was irrational given that Alec had always been an easy going guy.

Alec nods slightly in understanding, kissing the side of her head gently. “Even if I had panicked immediately, I would’ve tried not to make it a fight,” he says reassuringly. “Besides, I know that you know I’d never intentionally start a fight, especially over something like this. Condoms break, so it’s not your fault. It’s going to be hard and it’s going to take some figuring out, but I’m going to take care of you. I’m going to take care of both of you,” he murmurs, squeezing her gently. “I love you, Y/N.”

She nods quickly against his neck and pulls back some. “I love you too, Alec,” she whispers and presses a gentle kiss to his lips, which he returns with a bit more eagerness. With a small smile, she pulls away from the kiss and giggles at the pout that is now etched on Alec’s lips. “You kissing me like that is the reason we’re going to be parents,” she jokes with a playful, teary eyed smile. “Now, get up. Dinner is getting cold,” she says, standing up and holding her hand out for him to take.

As Alec gets to his feet, his hand still firmly grasping Y/N’s, she knows one thing for certain: no matter what comes their way in the following months, they will be okay.

Part 2 Part 3

Taglist: @milestellersimp

#miles teller #two night stand #miles teller fic #miles teller fanfiction #two night stand fic

[for-the-sake-of-color]

Okay so... I have really no excuse for this one other than I wanted to. so. Purely self indulgent PwP under the cut

Nihlus felt him coming before the door to the medbay ever slid open. The medic was so incredibly turned on it, that it was cloying as he walked in, and turned his sights on the sith standing in the center of the isle. 

Kix grinned, tilting his head as he stepped forwards, “Hey there stranger,” 

And… and Nihlus had to get him out of sight before Whip came back from that call with Rex in the currently unused surgery suite where he was being told… huh, that torrent company had been dosed with an aphrodisiac on a mission. And Kix was missing from the other medbay.

Okay well that limited his options, especially as Kix got ever closer. He couldn’t just shove Kix back into the hall or he would probably cause a scene in his state. Either way, Kix was still banned from aft. So, making a split decision, Nihlus grabbed the medic by his chestplate and pulled him into the empty private room (unused quarantine bay) until he could sort all this shit out.

Kix's eyes were hazy and his face was filled with unbridled lust as he stared Nihlus down.

“So… here you are.” Kix stated in a low voice that shot straight through the sith. 

Okay. ooookay. This bright star of an angel was gorgeous in his arousal, but, uh,

"You need to go back to port-bay, you've been drugged, you need to go back to bed, and Whip is going to kick your ass if he finds you in here"

"But I want you. I want you" Kix replied breathily. And ah hell, he unbuckled his belt, and leaned on the cot as he removed his codpiece

And Nihlus? Well, he just… stared, mind going absolutely blank of every concern as Kix pulled his half-hard cock out of his bodysuit and stroked himself, tongue flicking out to lick his lips as he looked back up at the sith,

"Look at what you do to me," Kix moaned as he leaned back, closing his eyes and biting his lip, continuing to stroke his dick, rapidly hardening as he muttered, "drives me so fucking crazy"

Kix's want was… intoxicating. It filled the air and hit his nose and his mind simultaneously in a mixture that almost had Nihlus stripping then and there for the medic. But… Kix wasn't in his right mind. Not really. So… Nihlus couldn't really let himself indulge. Not with his own rules and certainly not with Kix as compromised as he was. But Nihlus could… speed things up a bit, maybe. Just in his medical opinion, he could help a little. Get him over his… urges long enough to get him back to the proper medbay with his squad.

So he strode forward, and cupped Kix cheek in his hand, other coming to rest on his thigh, so, so tantalizingly close. Kix's mouth hung slightly open as he leaned forwards to try and capture Nihlus own. And okay, maybe sticking their tongues in eachothers mouths was not medically necessary, nor was it medically necessary for Nihlus to replace Kix’s hand on his cock with his own. Or the way his gloved hand paused mid stroke to reach into his own bodysuit and between his own thighs when he realized they needed a little lube, Kix eyes following him the whole way. 

Nature's little miracles, Nihlus thought as he spread his own slick over Kix. And the moan the medic made as he doubled over, face pressing into Nihlus neck as he shuttered under his fingers was probably going to stick with him for weeks. He wanted to take his gloves off, to really feel Kix under him, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t. Anymore skin contact and he may lose what little regard he had left for his own boundaries. Push him back and ride him till he couldn't remember his own name.

Every flick of his wrist elicited such beautiful, such perfect little noises as his medic panted for him. 

“you’re doing so good, you're doing so good for me” Nihlus whispered in Kix's ear, and oh, that really did it for him. Short circuited his medics brain completely.

Good to know.

Nihlus had to brace Kix full weight when he came, knees and cot not quite enough to hold him up anymore. He didn’t mind one bit though, the waves of contentment and satisfaction radiating off of Kix where his face was pressed into Nihlus neckline was more than enough of a reward, and he basked in it. They stood that way for several minutes, before Nihlus oh so gently tucked Kix back into his pants, stunned the medic a little in the force so he couldn't get rowdy again on their way back to port-bay, and reattached his armor. And… tried to wipe the cum off of his leg plate. And put his helmet back on so no one could see how flushed Nihlus was.

He hoped no one checked the holo-feeds. Didn’t care enough to go through the effort to erase them though. It wasn’t really an issue… probably. 

No, the issues started after he threw Kix arm over his shoulder and began walking him out of the private room. Right into the path of… Whip. Who was staring right at Kix.

Interestingly, before the disappointment set in, all Whip felt was relief. “Port-bay’s been looking for him everywhere. The entire squad got hit?” 

“Yea, I heard,” Nihlus replied, “I was just taking him back there now,” 

“Are you being careful?” with your heart? Whip asked him

Nihlus snorted, “Of course not, where’s the fun in that?” as he walked past. Whip wasn’t going to give him much trouble, but he still wondered if Nihlus was actually having fun. 

“Don’t worry so much,” Nihlus reassured him as he followed them to the door, “If it becomes a problem, I’ll deal with it.” 

“That’s not very reassuring,” Whip replied, and Nihlus projected his amusement at the Medical officer's concern as the door slid shut behind him, and they left the MO behind for the next bay. 

-

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.” Medical officer Dion heard Captain Rex say from behind him.

He turned around to see the good captain had stopped pacing to stand in front of… the sith. Who was holding a very dazed, if rather pleased looking, Medic Kix. 

“Captain, Dion, Kix came by aft. I… stunned him with the force, so he’d calm down and walked him back. Is everyone else okay?” 

“Force stun huh?” Dion muttered as he took the medic from Brek, to guide him back to his bed. Kix made the most pathetic little heartbroken sound, arm trailing over Dion's shoulder as he was pushed onto his cot. Yea, he definitely did something to him. 

“Everyone else is fine, sedated until the… other drug wears off.” Rex replied behind him as Dion continued to struggle to keep Kix in bed. He didn’t want to have to tie him down, but if needs must, to get him to sit still long enough for Dion to fix a mask to his face for the gas. And then Kix relaxed, turning his head with a ridiculous grin on his face, and Dion turned to his right to see the sith standing there, hand on his brother's arm. 

“[Stay]” he commanded, and the medic didn't move more than his head to continue to track Brek as he stepped back to give Dion the room to get the mask on Kix. 

“Hey Dion, will they… remember everything that happened while they were drugged?” The sith asked as Kix fell slack, eyes closing and breath evening out. It would be several hours yet before they could be woken up with few remaining complications.

Dion looked towards the sith with a raised eyebrow, “Something you don’t want him to remember?” 

“Just asking.” Brek replied, voice clipped, expression hidden behind his visor.

Dion shrugged, “Well, I don’t know. I’ve never seen any aphrodisiac be used as a chemical weapon before.”

Rex cleared his throat as he stood at the foot of the cot, “I doubt we ever will, on a large scale. Takes way too long to set in. And our soldiers… generally have fairly good self control." The last part was said with a side eye in the siths direction.

“All of them have fairly good self control,” the sith said in a very even tone of voice, if a bit stiff. 

Dion snorted and leaned in closer to the siths shoulder, who seemed to tense up, already hearing what he was going to say before he opened his mouth, “Then why’s his belt upside down?” 

Specialist Brek promptly turned on his heel, said, “must have stopped by the fresher and fucked up,” and strode out of the medbay. 

Captain Rex shook his head as he gazed down at the errant medic, “nothing about this is going to end well.” he stated, “nothing ever does with that guy,”

“I don’t know,” Dion started as he marked down Kix vitals in the chart, “I think it’s nice that he can make Kix smile like that, not enough does, anymore; even if I have no idea what Brek gets out of it.”

“Yea, but at what cost, and for how long? Everything about the sith is volatile. He’s going to end up doing something stupid and dragging Kix down with him” 

And well, he wasn’t wrong about the first part, but Dion didn’t think he was being quite fair to their resident murder-healer, because, “Near as I can tell, the only thing stopping them from actually being anything serious is Brek himself. Even stone cold sober Kix seems distracted anytime he enters port. I imagine it's the same everywhere else.”

“Brek’s not that much better. He cracked one of his squad's boots when he dropped a weight after torrent company entered the training gym, and Kix waved at him.”

“Well then, Captain, I say just let them be terrible together,” Dion shrugged, hoping that could be the end if it because honestly, it wasn’t any of his business.

Rex snorted in reply, “I still need a medic at the end of the day.”

-

#star wars clone wars #clone medic kix #nihlus tag #kix tag #totally self indulgent tbh #you bitches wish you got the uncencored version. #sith oc #ftm oc #my art

[charterandbarter]

Kaneki can see the shape of this. He can see the biting remarks and wry sarcasm and calm deadpan coming together to make something beautiful. He can see three becoming four, maybe even five, if he just reaches back, a trust fall returned. It’s right there. It’s right there.

Maybe if he tells them the truth they’ll still--it’s a risk, he knows it is, but life and love are nothing but risks. There’s a coffee shop close to lab, he could tell them about Rize and Kanou and his assistants watching his every move, then maybe--maybe--

Hide, right? That’s your best friend’s name?

The warmth dies.

Talk to me about this I dare you

OKAY SO First off, this section comes from https://archiveofourown.org/works/33476614/chapters/83168179 , a lil fic where i make college au tg work in the worst way possible. it's my baby. it's my blorbo. it's committing lots of really funny crimes to hatsume miku while kaneki becomes 10x more done with life and speedruns a character arc about self-sacrifice. spoilers for that fic below, as a warning.

this section is really fun. I have said this before to discord friends, but i'm time and time again amused by how much people loath my version of kanou, because honestly? i really didn't do much to him, character-wise. he's still as manipulative as canon, just as amoral, same motivation to do the ghoulification procedure and everything. premed!kaneki really was just the perfect target for him compared to canon, and i mean that in like, the least complimentary way to kanou possible. RIGHT, ANYWAY, DOWN TO A BREAKDOWN i'm not an expert in abuse, psychological manipulation, or the like. i did some research before writing this fic, but like insert disclaimer here about how all narratives are different and there's a million and one ways we've figured out how to be shitty to eachother. that said, one of the biggest things that struck me when looking into how these dynamics form is just...how much work the victim does in that relationship. not in a 'its all the victim's fault, the pattern is fake' way, but there is a kind of...burden to learn formed from keeping someone in a constantly unsafe environment. similar to hyperarousal, you just are Alert to changes in mood, implicit statements, and it makes you a nervous wreck but is it nerves if they're really out to get you premed!kaneki has grown up with toxic relationships as the norm. from his mother, to his aunt, to the various education providers he's had to gaslight gatekeep girlboss his way through to nail a legit fullride at the most competitive public school in this version of japan. this has made him excellent at thinking under pressure, and twice as good at masking that pressure. these are characteristics that he's honed as survival tools, but they're also characteristics kanou uses to increase stress on kaneki by making kaneki extrapolate all this shit by himself (and perhaps putting more restraints on than even kanou would've had time to think about). it's that whole 'you can't outsmart your way around shitty situations' sometimes; the things kaneki's using to maintain safety are actively hurting him by reinforcing his tendencies towards isolation and martyrdom.

the purpose of this section, when i was writing it, is to sort of tip that balance in how much effort kanou needs to exert to keep kaneki under control. before this part, kanou has used explicit blackmail to keep kaneki in line. he lays out clear guidelines (do not kill yourself, do not reveal yourself to authorities, come in for 'checkups' weekly), he lays out clearer punishments (i will hurt hide if you disobey), but that's about it. this bit, right here, is kaneki figuring out not what kanou's demanded, but what he *wants* (if you try to find support i will cut them down to keep you easier to control), and the moment when kaneki shifts his mentality from 'how do i dodge as many consequences as possible' to 'how do i keep kanou happy so no one i love gets hurt'. kanou in this scene becomes an absolute, just like all the other figures in kaneki's life who he could never fight, and i needed it here because even though literally nothing about the wider situation changes, this is the moment when kaneki unconsciously gives up on escaping kanou's control, and that hope won't really come back until Hide's confrontation.

#premed!kaneki #twas a fun section #god that was verbose but yeah! #have to hammer down the stress to get that sweet catharsis #gotta blow everything up

[theskyexists]

First Kill

will never forget or stop mourning that calliope was supposed to have CLOUD HAIR. this was the whole damn believable fixation point of mc girl’s infatuation. i too fall a little bit in love with people who have cloud hair but more importantly an infatuation becomes believable BY its fixation point

i also definitely feel like the absolute menace that emanates from this calliope is palpable lol. and would have been really fun to know its origin of if we’d done the shorty story structure

also all the people who are supposed to be deeply beautiful are still a million times less beautiful than mc girl, because they didn’t let her look actually tired and shit and also because sister and calliope are just....not that (truly some cullen underperformance - they’re supposed to be SHINING) and the wardrobe does NOT help with that. why were they both introduced in bright yellow? now that i think about it, is that supposed to be costuming message?

also sad to see thingie, mc girl, less indoctrinated than in the short story

nice character note that calliope did not like the taste of that alcohol

THIS is supposed to be a closet? it’s the size of a room!

calliope is like - what. you were actually wanting to kiss me??? hahahahaha

the music choice for this scene is pretty insane and also deeply hilarious (h%ntai bo0bies)

nice reversal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ill be honest i love vampire uno reverse

JESUS THIS SCENE JUST KEEPS GOING

this edit makes it seem like we were in the past and like there was sexual tension where there wasn’t which is not good. i cannot distinguish brother from father and that is also not good

i like cal’s part a lot, but it really all is amateurish compared to words isn’t it

the thing i miss from the short story is that there seems to be less emphasis on them BOTH (including white girl mc whose name I STILL cannot remember) going into that closet with the idea they might kill eachother

i guess they couldn’t get it to work - ALMOST staking somebody or ALMOST biting somebody - doesn’t work in images

still can’t believe they reference twilight in the theme song lolololol. although OFC OURSE i know this is ...welll. inspired by the whole the thing

THIS IS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STORY??????? they didn’t STOP SHORT OF KILLING EACH OTHER. oh why do writers not realise the gold they possess

so HOW did she get out of that cupboard after having stabbed mc white girl????????? was there a second exit??????????????

HAHAHAHA this DOES go into the inherent hilarity of the completely insane and stupid idea to stab a member of society with NEGATIVE ALIBI

the action in this is shit. is it really so hard?? i feel like you should minimise the audience actually seeing anything if you want it to land. and also better sound effects - the ‘ah’ was louder than the glass shattering

Lettie (??) is like- i almost got murdered by a hunter, buttttt im not gonna tell my fam

funnily enough they kind of UNDERemphasised the analogue with sex of ‘my first’.

cal does NOT point out the vamp. great lil nod to her also-underemphasised feelings.perhaps even uh underwritten feelings.

hold up - they’re now establishing that you DONT have to kill to feed? because Elinor can easily do it - because she has mind powers???? this changes the dynamics and meanigns of everything!!!!!!! lol. why did she even kill anyone? why even kill anyone ever??? it puts a huge twist on the contrast between juliette and her sister. her sister has the best of both worlds! strong, beautiful, running on blood - but able to get away with it everytime and never killing anyone.

theres definitely something significant about dad’s first time story being held back.

and whats the mystery of julliette’s bite not actually showing up on cal?

same happens to elinors bites. this seems to disagree with the necessity of killing. Is Elinor’s weekly bite Freddy? the guy she supposedly first killed?

the soundtrack is often way too loud

what kind of weird fucking exchange. youd expect this swapped. ‘i just wanna talk’ ‘like in the closet?’ ‘that was instinct’ (a blatant lie for cal but true for juliette?) ‘i could say the same’ that should have been cal’s line. she was bit - and so she reacted

juliette is surprisingly calm after running away in emotion and blood tears

‘i said, leave me alone’ she....didn’t say this. the editing really is shoddy

this is a better exchange. should have left the first one out

what....they got caught covered in blood and paralysed on the roof? how did they know they were on there???if they got away??? this is clearly a new day???

hey we have arrived at the playfulness of the end of the short story. the hunt is on. etc.

the way it’s looking now juliette is leading her family straight into the arms of a serious hunter family

very serious upping of the stakes here

if they were gonna play this a romance (which it is supposed to be) then they’ve seriously forgotten the VAMPIRE part of vampire forbidden love - namely the craving to KILL and the extreme restraint necessary to retain humanity and protect the one you love. i am gonna reread the short story because i remember finding calliope’s feelings for juliette much more......believable. while her her desire to prove herself gave the character MEAT

#they undersell any chemistry #theres ONE note on cal being into the vamp she intends to kill before shes making out with her #and even juliettes feelings seem....underpresented #my stuff #vidi #first kill

[david-box]

Succession season 4 EP. 6 or whatever it's called idek tbh

Is this a flashback? Oh, nvm. This sounds like nonsense. He looks pissed. Yep, there it is. Ouch. I can feel the tension. Kendall why do you wanna watch it again. This is self harm buddy dude, my guy.

Brian Cox is a fucking phenomenal actor. And now one can stand up to him the way he should have been. Rest in piss you piece of shit. Is Mattson trying to flirt with Shiv? Dude she will fucking eat you alive. "Yoo-hoo". Well yeah they're just minding the shop for a few hours but dude you know how a business works right. Mattson dude you can't order that thing. He is the world's most crusty man while she's sitting there literally glowing like porcelain bruh she is so for out of your league and married and also crazy. Dude. Dude. Anyhow lol. "Start the engines" hahahahahaha. He is too tall. I think Shiv just likes she can abuse him with like the true honesty of her situation and he'll come back because he doesn't even want positive reinforcement. He just wants honesty.

Very light tan. Hey Rome going back into the studios. He took Shiv"s seat what the fuck?? Hi Tom! Kendall's shit he just said was so useless I forgot to listen and had to back up also Shiv grabbing her phone loud enough for him to notice and quiet enough to "not make a scene". I think he genuinely didn't notice. Or her slapping the phone down. Nice job clapping for yourself Ken. Who gives a shit about the company after this take the money and runnnnn. "Huh, well, what exactly happened??" Lol, Shiv. Gently pressing him. Sure. Roman is not lying well. Yes. You can recommend it. Take the money and run. Exposed to what. Bruh. That's also 50% cash. Everyone fucking leavvvevsa ahhahhahahaa. Kendall is a bad liar. Shiv is like why you fucking lying. She says yeah a lot. Thanks fuckface they're bad at this lol they didn't tell her cus she'll call them out. No you literally cannot keep ATN and Pierce. Roman is sorry. Is he trying to hug it out??? Roman I love you. They are so bad about reading her. Opp I forgot about the baby. Oh it's the same building nvm.

Why is she crying??? *About to breakdown* I'm fine DW about it. Aw. I don't trust him. Aw shiv no don't kiss your ex back. Jen listening in and they don't seem to care. Is he drinking??? What the fuck is personalized longevity. Fuckywood. Ahhaha yess sit like that Roman yeehaw love that shit. Mm tummy full ???? Roman???? Ahahha lol. I think it's hit im. "Mattson is flaky" <- man who is bailing on $194/share. I don't think this investor gives a shit. Oh this isn't an investor? Let's sidebar it girl? She is not confident. Well you want me to say more things? Lol. Roman buddy you're not listening to her. •_• uhh. Bruh. Dude. Why is he firing her. What the fuck. Bro??? Why??? Kendall what the fuck does annnnyyy of this. Ken. Oh this poor girl doesn't know how Kendall is. Bruh. Bro. "Don't say no Denny" no one can do no is a terrible thing Kendall buddy. These people are crazy.

Matthew what's his face is an incredibly attractive man. Aw they're being misogynistic together <3 how sweet. She's dressed up in what looks like a gi with a belt?? This is a bad time to apologize dude. How is it working. Is it working? Oh he's teasing her. Okay. Please neg eachother more it is very fun to watch. She does have her mannerisms down pat. Are they actually gonna bite eachother??? Bruh. Ahhahahahahhahaha. Oh my god. I think Tom loves that more than Shiv does this is so fucked up he finally gets to bite someone. "Tom wamsgams finally made me feel something" is such a roast. All you need is unbelievable growth?? Dude. I think it's hard to make houses seem like tech. Cus we've had houses for a while now. Greg I love you. We don't have the numbers Rome. "Ehh ehh" bruh. They're literally latching onto it because of Logan. Please talk to other people. Who's gonna kill themselves first. Thank you Gerri. Ouccchhh. Are you gonna fire her too. Dude. Bruh. "No" lol but she can't say that. Romannnnn never piss of Gerri. Kendall has zero ability to read emotions. You fired Gerri??? Smooth over? Bro? KENDALL. KENDALLLLLL.

Did they fuck right after they bite eachother. "I don't entirely hate you" was what she was gonna say. Mattson songs. Oh man. Bruh bad opener. I picked money. Ouch. That's harsh. Is he from a trailer park. She might actually do it dude. Bruh the green screen is STILL THERE. Are they gonna deep fake their dad??? "Or I'm gonna get in trouble"??? "Understand Mr. Snippy Snip???" What the fuck Greg???

Kendall they can't just build the numbers. It's gotta be credible but we're lying lol. "Can I talk to Karl." I. Lol. "You're taking jibberish." KENDALL. Kendall. He was not kidding. Let's just pressure people into this it'll work. Goddamn Shiv has nice outfits. Flirting with Lukas sarcastically in front of Tom making him feel like he's the other woman?? Bomb threat???? I love you Lukas.

Nice to see you back, Kendall's black glasses. It will be just this. I hope those oh those are real clouds. Okay. I was gonna say I hope they crash but it's just gas. Why is he upset. The numbers are from up there.... Okay. Roman is the most influenciable of the lot today. He's got that gleam in his eyes. Why do you have to back it Roman? I think we should protect him oooooo..... A flight jacket. Dude. You cannot say anything Kendall. I can sense Roman is 100% the younger brother. Is this all in one day?

Maybe ....wee..... Shouldn't... Do it? Or maybe postpone. He's so sad omg. It is nuts. We do not have to. You stupid people. Roman tries to stop Kendall and then he tries to pull himself out. Break that leg TM. Karl's getting pissed lol. I don't think he can pull rank by age he's gonna het fired lol. He'll fire you. Lol. Go Grandpa go.

Gerris still sitting there. Who is this even going for. Roman saying it like that means not good. Also wtf is Tom saying. Is he playing music. What the fuck. Omg. Omg. Omg. Omg. Omg. Hey uh. Yeah. Just say it 3 times it'll better. Roman would be so much better poor Tom. "Amateur". I was dusrupting our annual meeting I - bruh. I gotta quit typing. What the fuck. Living plus till the end????? He didn't even retire???? Bruh. You can't promise this. What the fuck. How did they manage that??? What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck.

OOHHH MY GOD I HAD TO GOOGLE IT AAAAA. WELP. THAT PUTS THAT IN THE GROUND. Dude you don't have to Google it. Lol. Trying to turn it around on Karl and then immediately backtracking into "generals" lmao. He's very European??? Bruh. The fuck does that mean. Kendall cannot spin any criticism. And now, give it up, for Tom Wamsgams!! So his weirdness is *rehearsed* or??? He deleted it? Damn. It's not gonna climb above 194? "I don't even remember it it was kinda a blur."

Seriously scared Romans gonna kill himself rn. He's just listening it to on repeat :-( oh my god.

It is obviously not going to be party and strategy. They're cute together. Is he drawing an arrow??? You're not gonna drown yourself right. Kendal. Kendall. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Bruh. Okay cool.

#succession season 4 #text #me #succession spoilers #succession

[fezrus]

maybe like a fluffy thing with fez x reader where reader cooks/bakes all the time??? they could either already be in a relationship or they both like eachother or something but that man needs some love and affection😭🤚

this is pure fluff, although I couldn't help but add a lil bit of angst 😇

[reader and fez are close friends, they like each other but they're stupid blind dumbasses]

"Alright, tell me what you think. Be honest," you smile, excited as you serve him one of the blueberry pancakes you just made. 

"Am always honest with you." He says softly. He takes a bite as you keep staring at him, impatiently waiting to know what he thinks. "Damn Y/N," he starts, his mouth still full, "this is some incredible shit right here."

You sigh in relief and smile at the sight of him literally devouring the pancake.

You always baked for Fez. You'd show up randomly at his place with all the ingredients and utensils and he wouldn't even ask questions or be surprised anymore. It had just become your thing. You bake, and he looks at you all along and tells you about his day. Sometimes he gives you a little help, but he also enjoys just watching you doing something you love.

He had told you several times that you didn't have to make all these delicious pastries for him, but you always found an excuse to keep doing it. You said it was because you needed someone to test your new recipes on, but really you were just addicted to the way his eyes lit up every time you told him you made something for him. Life hadn't always been kind to Fez, so you only tried to make it a little sweeter for him.

You two were pretty close, he saved you from boredom at some party a while ago and you haven't left each other since. He has always been a sweetheart to you, treating you with respect and always showing interest in what you said, did or wanted. You spent so much time together that you felt like you'd known him your whole life. There had never been anything more than friendship between you, even though your relationship was special. But truth be told, you fell for him the second you met.

He just had this pure heart, and this damned smile that always lit up the room. You had once asked him why he kept doing what he did, to which he simply replied that sometimes, good people have to do bad things. that's the way it is.

"You too good to me," he says once he finished eating the pancake, "lemme help you clean the mess you made now."

Once you’re done cleaning up the kitchen, you head into the living room for the second part of your routine: watch a movie while eating the rest of the pastries, and, in Fezco’s case, smoking a blunt.

You're sitting on the 70′s sofa, Fez laying down with his head resting on your lap, turned to face the TV. You can feel his head shaking on your thighs when a scene from the film he chose makes him laugh. To be honest you're not particularly paying attention to what's happening on the screen, your eyes more busy counting the freckles on his cheek. You stroke his face gently, your fingertips tracing imaginary lines between his freckles. To others it probably wouldn't be much of a deal, but it was a particularly intimate situation for Fez, who wasn't exactly one to hug or even touch people to be honest. He liked just laying down with his head on your lap as he was doing right now, or just putting his arm around your shoulders. He loved having you close, feeling your body next to his. It felt intimate, and it felt like home.

“Could you, like, do that thing you did the other day ?” You hear him ask in a somehow shy voice, pulling you out of your thoughts. 

“What thing ?” You frown, not really knowing what he’s talking about. He looks like a little kid and you can’t help but smile, as his hand softly grabs yours and moves it from his cheek to his eyebrow. He looks up at you and you feel like you’re going to melt. “Oh well I didn’t realise you liked it that much,” you chuckle as you start gently stroking his eyebrow with your finger, soothing it. 

You hear a long sigh of satisfaction coming from him and he closes his eyes. “Feels nice, I do like it” he admits.

He looks so peaceful, so calm. Your finger keeps tracing lines over that part of ​​his face, sometimes going down to get lost in his beard, then traveling to his lips, his nose, his forehead. It feels so good making him feel good. “You should always tell me when you enjoy stuff like that,” you whisper after a little while, not sure if he’s still awake or if your touches put him to sleep. You see his lips part just a little.

“If I had to tell you every time I like somethin you do, I would never stop talkin.” He whispers, his voice a bit hoarse.

Your cheeks have probably never been this red. You grin widely and a chuckle escapes your lips once again. “You’re such a flirt.” You laugh, looking down at him. “Are you being super nice just so you can get extra pancakes and cuddles ?” you shake your head and his eyes open, needing a moment to adjust to the light before finding yours. 

“Nah I’m serious.” He frowns, slowly sitting up next to you, leaving a little space between the two of you.

Fez sits back with his head and his arm resting on the back of the couch, his fingers close to the back of your neck, his face turned so he can look at you. His eyes are half shut and he’s silent for a second. “I could bake you somethin’ too someday you know,” he finally says.

The suggestion warms your heart, you know he’s being serious, though you can’t help but laugh. “You don’t bake, Fez, you get baked,” you joke, earning a sincere laughter from Fezco.

“No but forreal, you always takin real good care of me,” he states, “making me cupcakes and cuddling my face and shit,” he adds, smiling. “Why you so kind to me ?”

He looks at you with such gentle eyes, you don’t know how such a pure person can exist. And most of all, you don’t know how he doesn’t realise that he deserves all this affection, all this care, and so much more. You don’t understand how he doesn’t see himself the way you do. How you see him right now. Your heart is beating so loud you fear it will escape from your ribcage, you want to tell him how good, kind and beautiful he is. You want to hug him so tight that your bodies would become one. You want to scream and let all the things you’ve kept for yourself all this time come out, write it on the walls, shout it on the streets. You open your mouth several times, but no sound seem to come out of it, as there are so many things you want to say. You take a deep breath to try and calm down a little. You don’t want to scare him, or make him feel uncomfortable or anything, so the words you choose are only a big understatement of how you really feel.

“I guess that’s just... my way of telling you I really care about you.” You finally admit, in such a low whisper you’re not sure he has heard. But he has. And his eyes are searching for yours, the blue in them so bright it makes you shiver.

You don’t know if it’s his soft expression or the way his fingers brush against the skin of your neck, but something in Fezco makes your heart stop for a moment, and this quick moment is just what you need to lean in and crash your lips against his. It lasts only a second. But this second is sweet, warm and enough to make your heart beat again.

And when this second passes, you realize what you just did. It passes and you see the look on his face, and the way his body hasn’t moved at all. He’s frozen in place, and you know it’s too late. You kissed Fezco and there’s no way you can go back in time and erase that. You desperately search for a reaction on his face but he’s so still, speechless, and you want to disappear. So you do. ‘Fuck, fuck I’m so sorry’ is all you manage to blurt out before standing up, grabbing your coat and run for the door, your hand on your mouth to stop the sobs that threaten to escape from it.

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It has been three days since you ran away from Fez after kissing him. He has tried to call you once, but you didn’t answer the phone, and you didn’t call him back either. He sent a few texts that you did not open. You were way too scared and embarrassed for that. You wanted to slap yourself in the face for ruining what was the best friendship you ever had. Cause it was clear that Fez didn’t feel the same way, since he just froze and didn’t try to hold you back when you left. And now it could only be awkward and weird and you hated just the thought of it.

These last three days have been the longest days of your life, all you've done is thinking about Fez and that damn kiss. You kept pacing around your room and you hadn't dared to touch your phone. The only thing that could calm you down was baking. So in three days, you had baked enough muffins, cupcakes and donuts to feed the whole town. But the only person you would have wanted to give them to was Fezco.

You're about to start baking again when you hear someone knocking on the door. Sighing, you make your way up to the entrance, asking who’s here as you do. Your hand is on the handle when you hear him, stoping you in your tracks.

“It's me Fez. Could you open the door for a minute ?” He asks, making you so nervous you forget how to speak for a moment. You’re silent for a bit, wishing that maybe he’ll just leave if you don’t make a sound. But you know he won’t. 

“I.. I'd rather not, to be honest.” You stutter out, leaning your forehead against the door.

You don’t hear anything coming from the other side and start to think he really just left, but soon he speaks again. “Did I do something wrong ?” He sounds genuinely sad and worried, and your heart breaks a little.

“What? No, no! It's me I just.. I'm so sorry about what happened.” You sigh.

“Listen we ain’t kids anymore right? Let's talk bout it, it's okay.” He says in a reassuring tone. “But please open the door.” 

You have to face it, at some point, you're going to have to talk to him and see him again. Gathering up your courage, you quickly fix your hair and open the door. You dare not look at him at first, your gaze fixed on the ground, playing with your hands. “Hi,” you mumble after a while, looking up at his face. He seems so sad it makes you want to cry.

“Watchu doin to me right now Y/N?” He’s staring at you, the frustration visible on his features “You can't just gimme a kiss and then run away and ignore me like that. This shit ain't fair.”

The last three days you’ve only thought about how bad and stupid you felt, and now you just realize how lost he must have been feeling. You bite your lip and look down once again. “I know. I shouldn't have kissed you Fez, it was stupid. I'm so sorry.”

“So you regret doin' it?” He asks, his voice hesitant, as if he’s not sure if he wants to know the answer or not. 

“I regret making you feel uncomfortable.” You admit, finally looking back at him.

To your surprise, he just frowns and looks agape, almost offended. “Watchu on about? I ain't never felt uncomfortable around you.” He exclaims, running his hands over his face.

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest in an involuntary defensive reflex. “Fez, you literally just froze.” You say in a sad smile. “But it's okay, I'm not asking you to do anything, it's fine really. We don't even have to talk about it.” 

He shakes his head and takes a step towards you, the doorframe still between the two of you. “Lemme repeat my question real quick. Do you regret kissin' me?” He insists, his intense gaze making your cheeks burn. He’s waiting for an answer, you know he’s tired of you avoiding the real talk. He doesn’t have time for your bullshit, so you swallow your pride and prepare for the worst.

“I don’t."

He sighs again, but this time it sounds like relief, and his hand comes lifting your chin up so you have to look at him. He’s beautiful. “Listen you dumbass,” he starts off, smiling a little. “I didn't freeze cause I didn't want it. You just surprised the shit outta me, didn't know what to do.” He pleads, hesitant for a bit before continuing. “But I gotta say that was the best kiss I ever had.”

You frown as you try to process what he just said. What ? You blink a couple of times, not sure if you heard that right. The confusion doesn’t last too long as Fez builds up the courage to speak his mind, too. “I been wanting to kiss you for a while now Y/N,” he smiles. “You just more fucking fearless than I am.”

It’s your turn to be frozen in place, incapable of thinking of what to say, or what to do. You stare at him in astonishment, as he seems more shy and eager than he ever has. “Can I like, kiss you now?” He asks, his thumb gently brushing your lower lip. 

Your shaking hands find his waist, grabbing his shirt as you reply. “You may.”

 And in less than a second, you feel his mouth capturing yours in a tender and hungry kiss, both his hands cupping your cheeks. It’s intense, powerful, but still so gentle. You feel him smile against your lips before you part, as he firmly wraps his arms around your frame, holding you close.

“Damn”, he breathes out, “I might get addicted to those.”

#thank you for requesting #loves writing this so much #hope you'll like it #fezco #fezco x reader #fezco x you #fezco imagines #fez #fez x reader #fez x you #fez imagines #euphoria #fez euphoria #angus cloud #fluff #angst #fezco imagine #fez imagine

[satorusplayplace]

reader finding out that cheogsan likes onjo despite them secretly dating in the scene with the fireplace and then reader got bit by gwinam while fighting or whatever you want :)

AHHH YES THIS IS SO GOOD. though i don’t know if onjo and cheongsan are together or if reader and cheongsan are. i’ll go with the latter.

word count ;; 668

genre ;; cheongsan x gn!reader, angst, romance, angst with semi? good ending

warnings ;; language, cheongsan can be a dick, gwinam gets soft

summary ;; cheongsan is dating y/n but still has feelings for onjo. when gwinam is coming to get his revenge on cheongsan and bites y/n, cheongsan still feels some type of way.

note: if you want a part two please let me know!!!

PART TWO

y/n and cheongsan have been a couple for three months now. but their relationship is getting harder due to the jonas virus that caused their whole lives to be a zombie apocalypse. trying to be there for eachother and trying to survive is stressful while cheongsan also worries for onjo. y/n has noticed how much cheongsan stares at onjo and how much he talks to her more and they get jealous over that. it’s upsetting that their own boyfriend talks to his best friend that’s a girl more than them.

while in a circle surrounded by fire, nam-ra was telling her story about why she really never had friends and those around her telling her that they never liked her. 

“I never hated nam-ra. I always felt like I related to her at times. Nam-ra to me was just another person at school who probably needed someone in her life, and especially someone like suhyeok!” y/n smiles a bit. the circle looked at them and just smiled a bit and then they started talking about dae-su and his crush on wu-jin’s sister.

“cheongsan, are you okay? do you need water?” y/n asked the boy next to them. he nodded his head no and smiled at them, it looked like he had something to say. but didn’t say anything yet. then jimin shared her story. and then wu-jin, nam-ra says something and then y/n does.

“I really like someone and he makes me the happiest person ever. i wonder if he ever cares about me as much as i do since we are in a relationship.” they say and put a stick of wood in the fire.

cheongsan is next, he puts in the stick and sighs, “me and onjo... i just, well. i just really want water.” y/n already is seeing what’s coming and so they were trying to keep a straight face. 

“be completely honest. do you like someone?” dae-su asked.

“yea.” cheongsan says. 

“really? you do?” onjo says in shock.

“yeah.” he repeats.

“why do you keep on stalling? do you have a crush?” onjo pressures on/

“uh. pretty much”

“pretty much? what does that mean?`` She wants to know more.

“who is she?”

“no one.” he says. y/n knowing there is someone.

“who is it? do i know her? who is it?” she keeps asking. y/n kept getting more teary eyed. they knew the answer, they knew.

“it’s you, onjo.” cheongsan finally says and y/n breaks down. “I like you.” he says to her. onjo is in shock. onjo ran off to a corner. and that’s when suhyeok motioned for him to go over there but y/n was in a corner crying already and only nam-ra noticed. y/n looked at them talking and just tears came down. they didn’t know what to do. those three months must’ve been a joke to him. all they could think about is how they were played. the bangs of mental getting louder and louder behind y/n and then gwi-nam appeared. he hopped over and looked at y/n.

“look at the pretty person here. might as well take a bite of them too.” gwi-nam bit y/n and they all yelled. cheongsan screamed for y/n but it was too late, you weren’t turning into the others but you were like a half zombie, like gwi-nam and nam-ra. when gwi-nam came over to y/n again after beating up some of the group. he smelled y/n, “you smell nice eh? why don’t you join me?” when he said that. something in y/n snapped and they decided to go with gwinam. cheongsan felt like crying watching his significant other go with the man who is trying to kill him. y/n went with gwi-nam and he was gentle with them, he didn’t hurt their feelings at all surprisingly and he was careful with them. unlike cheongsan who broke their heart and thought nothing of their relationship.

#aouad x reader #aouad #cheong san #lee cheong san #cheongsan x reader #all of us are dead #gwi nam #gwi nam x reader #lee suhyeok #namra #kdrama #romance #heartbreak #angst

[bubbletaeeee]

Special Birthday Surprise - Jennie Kim x Sub!Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes 🤫

Content: Smut, slight fluff

Warnings: G!P, lap dance, rough sex, spanking, oral sex, praises, light degradation, little bit of cockwarming

Word count: 1670

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You’d arrived not long ago at the beautiful hall, a lot of people were there already. The scene was euphoric, the lights were a little dimmed but colourful, it all looked so expensive and grand. Rosé found her way to you and asked “are you ready? She’s coming any second now”

You squealed excitedly, “of course I’m ready! I cannot wait to see the look on her face”

The room became quiet and the music was so quiet you would barely hear it from the door.

The approaching sound of footsteps came closer and closer to the door. And just as they opened, everyone celebrated as loud as they could ‘SURPRISE!’

Jennie jumped out of her skin and laughed loudly.

She looked so so beautiful, she way her eyes sparkled and her skin glowed in the low lights. She made her way through people, hugging and thanking them, having conversations with some who she was a bit closer with.

You gave her space to greet everyone, but you couldn’t take your eyes off her. She looked so happy and it made you happy to see the gorgeous smile on her face. After a while, you made your way over to her from behind and hugged her, “hey birthday girl”.

She turned to face you to find you smiling at her lovingly.

She was so happy to see you, so she held you tight and gave you sweet kisses.

“Happy birthday babe”

She held your hands and kissed you once more, “thank you baby girl”.

You stayed holding eachother just for a little while until she asked, “you wanna dance with me?”, a smirk came to her face when she saw you nod, before you could have the chance to move she pulled you onto the dance floor and held your hips to dance with you.

The dance was a little intimate but you loved it, the way she was grinding against you from behind and holding your waist tightly, you tilted your head back onto her shoulder, leaving her the opportunity to brush her lips against your neck, a soft moan fell from your lips when she kissed a little rougher, nibbling a little. After a couple of hickeys, you turned to face her and asked, “how about a little birthday treat?”.

She caught on to what you were saying and reached for your hand to drag you swiftly away from the people, you both reach a quiet room, where no one was, behind a curtain where a comfortable double bed lay, the lights were dimmed and purple, muffled sounds off music could be heard, quiet enough to hear a whisper.

Just as the curtain pulled over, you pushed her onto the bed where she sat on the edge.

You stood back, just further than arms length from her. She giggled and asked, “you gonna put on a little show for me?”.

You grinned and began to sway your hips, making slow, alluring moves, dancing softly along with the distant beats coincidentally of a seductive song.

Jennie was in heaven, your beauty left her drunk on lust.

Her eyes roamed your body as she whispered, “get over here”.

So you did as you were told and made your way over to her lap, standing right in front of her. You leaned over to give her long kiss to the lips, biting her lip as you pulled back, you turned, back facing her. And began to give her a teasing lap dance, grinding your way down onto her most private area, her legs spread enough for your body to fit between them. She leaned back holding herself up by her hands, until you felt a slightly hard sensation, she was turned on, the smell of heat and arousal filled the air, urging you both even more. You turned to face her and finally sat yourself onto her lap, legs wrapped around her waist.

You grabbed her hands to make her hold onto your waist as you kissed her neck, quiet moans left her lips everytime you sucked on her skin a little aggressively, as your lips found their way to her ear, you whispered huskily, “use me all you want baby, I’ll do whatever you want”.

She chuckled mischievously and says, “I’m so gonna ruin you tonight, darling”

Her words made you moan into her ear loudly, making her weak at the knees, in an instant she took off your bra and pulled down your dress to your waist. You allowed her lips and tongue to explore your skin, giving extra attention to your nipples.

She sucked lightly, causing you to throw your head back and hold on tight to her shoulders.

She commanded you with a low tone, “now, get down on your knees princess”.

You submitted to her demands and kneeled down in front of her, she took off her bottoms and underwear, revealing her now hard, throbbing cock, you were dripping from your core at the sight.

You awaited for another instruction, and rightly so as she told you, “now work that pretty mouth of yours”.

God! You were starving for her arousal, without hesitation, your lips wrapped around her length and you began to suck up and down, slowly quickening the pace.

Her moans turned from low and quiet to loud and whimpering. You got confident and deep throated her whole length, causing you to gag, Jennie cursed under her breath and held a fistful of your hair, she couldn’t help but take control and hold you still while she thrusted into your mouth at a fast pace. Before you knew it, she came, and you swallowed it like a good girl.

“What a good little slut”

Your hands ran through your hair and you looked up at her.

You pouted, becoming desperate to feel some relief in your core, she stared down at your pathetic expression with a smirk and lifted you onto her lap to roll you over onto your back, laying between her legs.

She pinned your hands above your head with one hand and used the other to fully pull your dress to your ankles, to which you finally kicked away.

She gave you a specific rule to hold them there and if you try to touch her she’ll punish you.

You did as you were told… for now.

The birthday girl wasted no time spreading your legs wide for her and used two fingers to gently brush against your slit.

“Oh you poor little thing, you’re so wet for me”.

And just to tease you, she held her fingers to your lips and made you suck on them. At this point you were desperate for her to fuck you but it was her day and you are supposed to let her have exactly what she wants so you sucked it up and let her do as she pleased, closing your eyes as she rubbed circles around your clit.

You bit your lip to control yourself.

But once she saw, she spoke up with a commanding tone, “don’t hold those pretty moans back, let it go baby”.

Almost instantly after your lip was released, you accidentally let out a desperate whimper.

You still kept your eyes closed and hands above your head, so you weren’t aware of what she was going to do and when.

And that meant as soon as her still hard cock was forced into you, it took you by surprise and made you scream her name, like a literal scream.

The loud moans didn’t stop flowing from your mouth whilst she thrusted at a hard pace.

It hurt a little but you didn’t care enough or have the chance to say anything because the pleasure overtook the stinging and before you knew it, you were reaching your high, “j-jennie, im gonna-“

And with that, you let out a loud cry and came, although without realising, your hands naturally found her arms to grip onto through your high. In the moment you didn’t care. But when there were no words from her, you realised you’re in trouble.

A second later you were being forcefully pulled up to lay over her lap.

“What did I tell you not to do naughty girl?”.

But when you didn’t stayed silent, a harsh slap was landed right on your bare ass which made you groan loudly.

Jennie asked you once again, “what. Did. I. Tell. You. Not. To. Do?”, she growled through her gritted teeth.

To avoid further punishment, you complied, “you told me not to move my arms… a-and I moved them”

She hummed proudly and asked you for one more thing, “show me that gorgeous ass of yours properly”.

Without a sound, you leant on your elbows to arch your back and give her a good view of what she wanted.

“Awh what a good little slut”, she cooed mockingly.

Once again giving you a strong spank which made you wince in pain, but it didn’t stop there.

It happened once twice THRICE!

At this point you were sore and weak. A small tear fell from your eye, the pain hurt bad and you know you aren’t going to be able to sit comfortable for the next couple of days but it also felt so arousing and tingly.

Once you realised she was finished, you jumped up from your position and onto her lap to throw your arms around her neck and give her a tight hug.

She gently pulled you up and slowly let you down onto her cock. You pulled back and looked into her eyes.

She tucked your hair behind your ear and spoke softly, “stay with me like this for a while, okay baby?”. You nodded slowly and gave her a short kiss before burying your face back into her neck.

She stroked your hair gently and whispered praises in your ear, reminding you how good you were for her and how much she loved you.

You whispered, “happy birthday miss kim”, she quietly laughed, “thank you cutie”.

A/N: aside from all the smuttiness, I hope our Jennie Kim had an amazing birthday, I hope she knows how much us Blinks love and appreciate her 🥺

#kpop #kpop girls #fanfic #kpop imagines #smut #blackpink #blackpink jennie #jennie kim #jennie x reader #female reader #fem reader #gxg smut #g!p #happy birthday jennie #blackpink x reader #blackpink x you #blackpink x y/n #lgbtq

[harrystylesslutt]

harry in his subspace while him and the reader are out doing something!! <3

warnings: fluff, jealous subrry.

sry for any typos!

Harry was feeling subby lately. He'd tag along wherever you go, not wanting to seperate from you. You usually spent most nights like that sitting in front of the fire place while harry is on top of you hugging himself to your chest, you'd stay like that for a while before he eventually pulled your tank top up to suck on your breasts claiming it brings him comfort.

Tonight was different, it was one of your closest friend's birthday party, so you couldn't make an excuse to stay home.

"I just don't get why you need to go" he kept pouting and repeating until you finally told him "you know what, I have a plus one so how about you come along" to which he was excited about at first and then started saying that it would be more fun if you both stayed home.

After a long talk he finally agreed to tag along, that's how you found yourself walking in the place with harry clung to your side.

"Baby can you get us some drinks while I go say hi?" You leaned in and whispered in his ear. "But I don't want to leave you" he said with a frown on his face.

"Love, it'll be a minute okay?" You kissed him on the cheek and let go of his hand, walking away, and then turning around to blow him a kiss seeing as he was still standing in the doorway pouting.

He smiled a bit, pretending to catch your kiss and putting it in his pocket, before making his way over to the bartender.

You were in the middle of a conversation with your friends when you felt someone touch your shoulder. You turned around, only to find a smiling harry with two drinks in his hands.

"Thanks babe" you said before quickly pecking his lips. After that, you introduced him to your friends, and was interrupted when an old friend of yours, Tyler came to talk to you.

All of you sat down in a booth with harry clinging to your side. You swore that everytime Tyler talked to you, you could feel harry shifting in his seat and trying to get closer to you if that was even possible.

"So y/n, it was great seeing you here tonight, we should go out sometime, you know to catch up for old time's sake!" "Yeah sure that'd be great ty we'll talk about it" you said while smiling.

Harry was pouting now, he kept watching you interact with the other man, obviously jealous. You both seemed to get along so well and it was bothering him.

Whenever he was in his subspace he was overly sensitive, so it annoyed him more than it would have under normal circumstances.

Usually when you'd be out together, you were both very touchy, you'd hold hands under the table, you'd interwine your legs, you'd wrap a hand around eachother, either of you resting their head on the other's shoulder.

But you got so distracted with your conversation with tyler that you accidentally let go of harry's hand. That was all it took for his eyes to get teary.

He suddenly felt like he was too clingy and needy and that maybe, just maybe, you liked tyler. You were laughing at his jokes, which weren't even funny, but harry didn't know that it was just because you didn't want it to get silent and awkward.

He quickly grabbed his drink, taking a sip, trying to keep his tears at bay. He shifted away from you a bit not wanting to annoy you.

When the food arrived, you cut your steak and brought the fork to harry's mouth wanting him to taste it, knowing that even though he always orders the chicken he'd rather have the steak. But you were surprised when he turned his head away from you muttering a low "no thanks".

You frowned, and put a hand on his thigh, squeezing it to ask if everything was okay. Which he simply ignored.

You heard your name being called, so you turned your head away from harry and looked at tyler, seeing him holding a shrimp for you to taste.

Harry watched the whole scene, you took the shrimp from his hand taking a bite of it before offering some of your steak to him. That was it. Harry felt like he was definitely going to cry.

You were taking care of someone else, you were giving your attention to someone who wasn't him, you were sharing food with someone else. It all overwhelmed him. He knew that he was probably overreacting, but he couldn't help it.

He needed your attention on him, he wanted to feel taken care of. He then quickly excused himself saying that he wanted another drink from the bar.

You were stunned, knowing he wouldn't want to leave your side on purpose, so after he got up, you said that you needed a refill and followed him.

You tapped his shoulder grabbing his attention, and when he turned around your heart broke. He looked like he was on the verge of crying.

"Baby? what's wrong? why are you crying?" You whispered, slowly moving your hand up to his face, stroking his cheeks.

"nothing it's stupid" he mumbled and closed his eyes taking in your touch. "no don't do that it's obviously not, c'mon it's me you can tell me everything".

"just a bit jealous" he quickly whispered, you frowned at his words "jealous? of what, love?".

"that guy, tyler, he seemed to have your attention on him, and he wasn't clinging to you and bugging you, unlike me, you two were getting along so well".

Then you realized that you didn't give harry the attention and care he needed tonight. You didn't do it on purpose, you were just focused on talking to your friends.

"oh baby, I'm so sorry, I don't want you feeling like that, you're not bugging me love, I was just talking to tyler to catch up with him, cause it's been years since I last saw him, but I love you, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to make you cry angel" You said while wiping his tears away with your thumb.

"Look at me angel, let me see your pretty eyes" He smiles at your words and opens his eyes, while wrapping his hands around your waist.

"I love you more, sorry if I ruined your night, just wanted your eyes and hands on me" he mutters. "no don't apologise, I'm the one in the wrong here, now how about we leave these snobs and go home, and take a nice long bath? yeah?".

He nods quickly, smiling before dipping his head down to place a kiss to your lips. When he pulls away, you grab his head and bring his lips back to yours, pecking them a couple of times, making him laugh.

"c'mon love let's go". He puts his hand in yours and you both walk over to the table, excusing yourselves, before making your way to the exit.

You hear someone calling your name and turn around to see tyler following you out "y/n wait! here's my number! call me yeah?" You let go of harry's hand feeling him squeeze yours, before wrapping your hand around his waist pulling him closer. "yeah sure" you flash the man a fake smile and turn away.

Once you spot a trash can, you make sure he went back inside before you throw the paper that had his number written on it, in the trash.

Harry chuckles at your act and whispers a low "I love you" kissing your cheek. "I love you more, now c'mon let's go home baby".

A/N: so this was kind of longer than expected, idk why. anw i hope you liked it!!! <3

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[coollemonsaresour]

Morning Madness

Morning Fluff

Warnings: None

Fluff

Stuffed Animal's Name= (SA/N)

Mommy= Wanda

Mama=Nat

Peter's age 8

Tommy and Billy's age 6

y/n's age 2

The sunrise peeked through the blinds, as the sky started to wake up. Wanda's eyes fluttered open, and she smiled, taking in the scene in front of her. It was rare moments that she got to see the sight in front of her.

Nat had drool falling out the corner of her slightly opened mouth, her fire-red hair sprawled out on the pillow and some on her face, and little snores could be heard if you stood still enough. But most importantly she looked peaceful.

Nat always has the tendency to overwork herself and doesn't have a lot of leisure time to destress, so whenever Wanda sees Nat like this, in a moment of peace, she wants to prolong that moment as much as she can.

But as much as Wanda loves this moment, she knows it has to come to an end. She ever so gently pushed the hair out of Nat's face and tucked it behind her ear. She then started to plant butterfly kisses on the assassin's face, till she stirred. Nat's eyes then opened, as a small smile played its part on her face, as she saw her wife hovering above her with the sunlight hitting her face in all the right ways.

"Morning," Nat, croaked, voice full of morning grogginess.

"Morning," Wanda repeated, scrunching her nose, and biting her bottom lip. Nat then leaned up to kiss Wanda's nose. Wanda then moved her head up so Nat would kiss her lips instead. The spy leaned forward deepening the kiss, Wanda following in suit. Flipping the two over so that Nat was on top, she proceeded to kiss the Sokovian's lips, then jaw, then tenderly sucking on her neck. Things were getting heated until...

"Mommy, Mama!" followed by the sound of little feet pattering, and the door opening. The two pulled away and the sudden intrusion.

" I can't find (SA/N)." the small two-year-old mumbled with a pout. She then attempted to climb up the side of the bed. But her grip loosed on the comforter, and she fell off. Before the child could hit her head on the floor, red mist surrounds her, lifting her up and place her on her mommy's lap.

"Y/n, what have we talked about knocking, detka?"

"Sowwy mama, but it was an emergensee (emergency), I can't find (SA/N)." the little girl said franticly with tears in her eyes.

"Awww, I'm sorry dorogoy, it's going to be okay," Wanda cooed, and rested Y/n's nhead on her chest, then began rocking the two.

"But mommy they're wost, and pabbly (probably) scared." y/n said crying into her mother's arms.

" Don't worry (N/n), we'll hel-" Nat was then interrupted by and loud crash followed by a,

"Tommy did it!"

"Billy did it!" and as usual the twins then began to loudly bicker.

Then entered the oldest of the four. Peter. He plopped down on the bed next to his Mama and nuzzled into the side of her leg.

"chto ne tak, detka?" Nat asked rubbing his back.

"I' m tired and the twins are making too much noise," he mumbled.

"Tommy, Billy," Wanda called, only to hear another crash.

Peter then picked up his head and look and his mom's lap, finally noticing his baby sister was sitting there with red puffy eyes and a pout on her face.

"Awww, Y/n, what's wrong sestra?" He asked caressing her cheek. The little girl just shook her head while rubbing her eye with her small balled fist, and nuzzled her face into the crook of her mommy's neck.

"No, I'm not!" Billy said shoving Tommy to the side, and entering the room.

"Are too!" Tommy said elbowing him.

"Boys!" Wanda said giving them a stern look that said ' Cut it out, or all hell was bout to break loose'.

"Sorry" they both mumble.

" ,Now what are you two fight about now?" Nat asked the two patting the space near the foot of the bed, inviting them to sit.

"Well first Tommy called me a dorka-"

What's wrong (N/n)!?" Tommy exclaimed pushing the younger twin out of the way and scoping Y/n into his arms.

"I c-can't find (SA/N)."  Y/n cried as she wrapped her arms around her big brother.

"Don't worry Y/n, we will help you find (SA/N),"  Billy said, planting a kiss on her forehead. " Right guys?"

"Of course we will"  Peter and Tommy said, peppering her face with more kisses, causing the youngest to giggle and squeal uncontrollably, this soon turned into a tickle fight. The two avengers just sat back in eachothers arms, watching their little family.

" Well, based on how caring the boys are towards Y/n, I think we don't have to worry about interrogating her S.O. when she starts dating." The spy said to her lover.

" Uh-ah, Y/n won't be allowed to date.Ever." Peter interjected "Ever." The twins joined in. "Now, how bout we go find a lost (SA/N), yeah?"

"Yeah!" The twins shouted causing Y/n to let a loud squeal.

"Yeaaa," the two parents exclaimed.

They all then jumped out of bed and filled out of the room looking for (SA/N)

Translation

Detka ~ Baby

Drogoy~ sweetheart

"chto ne tak, detka?" ~ what's wrong baby

Sestra~ sister

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[technowoah]

Cant Handle This

Quackity's facade keeps breaking, and he tries to keep the pieces together. You're the only one who can make him show his true self

- Quackity x gen neutral reader

- this is a long one yall.

Now playing...

Can't Handle This (Kanye Rant)

Bo Burnham

0:01 ─●──────── 3:29

⚠︎ swearing, angst, mentions of mcyttwt, based on the song above, and ofc its not proofread

Part of my Inside Special!

Quackity sat in his chair currently streaming right now, he seemed like he was having a good time from your spot on his bed. You were currently laying on his bed after he invited you here to relax.

You two had laid in his bed just enjoying eachothers company until he got a call from Tommy saying he was ready for the lore stream which sent Alex into a frenzy. Alex sent out a quick "Im sorry" about the lateness of his stream and then quickly set everything up.

He then started to stream which left you alone on the the bed to your own devices. You were scrolling through Twitter looking at Alex's fans talk about what's happening on the stream and posting screenshots of his character and himself.

You admired him from afar as he ended the lore part of his stream, he took time to type on his phone to text you that he decided to stream longer to talk to his fans. He looked to you and you have him a nod with a smile and he gave one back.

"Hey guys! That's the end of the lore!" He exclaimed to his chat as he types at his computer setting a new background.

You continued to listen to him praise his chat for supporting him and making him be able to make those types of streams. You were always proud of Alex no matter what he did, you were always his number one supporter no matter what happened in reality or on the internet.

"So anyways! I wanted to talk to you guys! How are you all?" He smiled at his camera looking back and forth from his chat.

◇T0mm71nn1t: THE STREAM WAS SO GOOD QUACKITY

"Oh thank you! Im glad I could share this with you. It takes so much to put into these movite type streams, so I know now it is all worth it."

Quackity's pov. . .

He felt so overwhelmed, he shouldn't have began to stream again. The stress of putting everything together, plus being late to the stream made him rush into it more. He just wanted to lay back down with his lover who was enjoying watching him stream, and that's the goal he wants. His goal was to entertain, it was his job and he doesn't want to fail, he doesn't want to crack.

◇Mayatooni3: WE LOVE YOU QUACKITY

◇catiiequak: QUACKITY ITS MY BIRTHDAY CAN I GET A HAPPY BIRTHDAY??

◇yriaaolic: 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

"Happy Birthday!" He said seeing the comment pass in a second. "Happy Birthday to anyone who's Birthday it is today."

Right now it was hard. It was hard to keep up when there was always a constant demand, the constant need to be perfect, his past being brought up, and trying to one-up his content everytime. He loved this, but at the same time it had the same weight as a job.

In the back of his mind he knew the "When is Quackity streaming???" is mostly lighthearted, he never wants to leave.

"Quack are you okay? Im fine! Just thinking about how to get something to eat at 2am." He laughed lying to his fans, he wanted to stop this stream.

He kept looking over to his lover lying their head on his pillow scrolling through their phone and alternating their vision from him and their phone. He always caught a glimpse of their small smile everytime he looked. He was doing something right.

"Do yall think Taco Bell is open? The only problem I have is that Im fucking starving."

He paused for a moment taking a deep breath trying to keep his emotions down. The stress was getting to him, and he fucking knew it, but he didnt stop. He was going to get burnt out eventually and stop streaming and YouTube all together, but he needed this. He needed a break, he needed to take time for himself and stop putting on a happy face when he isnt.

TTS ◇pulixsaxe: "Did you see what was happening on Twitter quackity?"

"Wait what's happening on Twitter?" He asked with a weary laugh.

I can sit here and pretend like my biggest problems are

Pringle cans, and burritos

The truth is, my biggest problem's you,

Your eyes widened as he mentioned Twitter. Truth be told he was trending because of his stream, yes, but also they brung up stuff from his past again in the wake of another content creator's past or present being brought up. You hadn't paid attention to that, you were only getting fueled up from Twitter bringing up an issue that he already had addressed.

Tempted to speak and tell him its fine, he already spoke up before you.

"I bet it's fine! I dont wanna... I don't need to look." He said with a smile. He always had that smile on.

Either it was a full smile or a half smile. It never left his face and it comforted you somehow. Maybe it was that you were his significant other, but you always wondered if anyone saw the same things as you. The things like his smile that never left his face.

"Yeah! I dont need to look at that." He waved his hand dismissing the comment away. He then sighed letting his shoulders relax as you saw his smile fade and his eyes close for a second and immediately put that small smile back on his face while his eyes were glossy, but bright.

He needed to end this stream soon. You saw his face fall then in a split second come back to life except his eyes were glossy with tears. You wondered if anyone else noticed.

"I want to please you

But I want to stay true to myself

I want to give you the night out that you deserve"

His eyes tearful as he tried to blink them away trying to not make a scene.

"Sorry! Allergies ugh!" He said as he wiped his tears away claiming them as allergies.

"Are you crying? No! Im not a pussy!" He yelled at his chat in a joking manner.

He was crying and he felt weak. He felt emotionally weak, and weak as in not strong, he didn't feel strong and his lover who was sitting on his bed with a concerned look on their face always told him that it's okay to feel weak. The only meaningful thing is how you pick yourself up, they always told him, bur now he felt at rock bottom.

He wanted to give his fans "himself", the goofy, lovable, loud, quick-witted, Quackity. But then again his lover always told him to separate Quackity from Alex. He wanted to give himself to his audience, he wanted to be authentic and share himself, but he cant. Alex isn't all laughs, he is serious, calmer, and when he gets on the screen is when he lets it all out then goes back to his more calmer self. That's not what they want.

"But I want to say what I think

And not care what you think about it"

Giving himself meant dialing back, he wants to tell how hes actually feeling, he wants to say what he thinks about Twitter, what he thinks about certain friends, about his fanbase, and then leave it alone. He wanted to delete social media and then speak his mind without knowing what anyone is saying about it. It was paradise to him, but of course it cant be that way and that's what he hates. He feels like a actor when he really wants to be himself.

"A part of me loves you,"

Alex loved his fanbase, he had such a supportive fanbase that loved his content. Some of them did atleast he didn't fully know, but they gave him the courage to do this time and time again knowing that his content is at least taking them from the harsh reality of real life for a few minutes or hours. This was the reason he did this, for them.

Alex would never admit this but they boosted his ego too, it would for anyone. The fact that there were people who wanted and enjoyed content from him made him feel good about himself.

"part of me hates you"

He hated the contant criticisms, he hates that they feed his ego so much that it makes him want to stream more to feel good about himself and to make people get away for awhile. Alex knew inside of his heart he couldn't truly hate his fanbase, they gave him everything he ever wanted. He hates them for that and that's such a scary thing. He never fails to wonder if he did the things to deserve all the love and hate he gets.

"Part of me needs you,"

They feed his ego, they make him want to go above and beyond. Alex knows that his fanbase is the reason he is here in this chair infront of three expensive monitors. He knows that this is some sort of a job that he needed. He needed the push to keep going and that was them, it was the 200k people watching his stream watching him answer questions about him and

"part of me fears you"

He was fearful of loosing himself to them. Loosing his authenticity to them was something he feared. He didnt want his funny, loud persona to consume him and make him forget about Alex instead of Quackity. He fears what they think as well, he claims he doesnt care, but he does he wants to please them. It feels like two parts of his brain fighting about if he should care or not.

"And I don't think that I can handle this right now"

The text-to-speech bot continued to speak out people's comments that theu paid for while he sat there quietly. He bit his bottom lip trying to not break down infront of everyone he needed to be strong. He needed to be strong.

If he looked up at the camera everyone would see his tears, they would see him breaking.

He played it off as he brough his shirt up to wipe the tears away, claiming it as sweat.

"Im good! Im sorry I spaced out for a second." He shook his head.

He saw you look at him with that same concerned look on your face. As he switched his gaze between you and his computer, he felt his tears come back again.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

"Alex." You tried to get his attention.

"Yeah guys Im fine!"

"Alex"

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

"I have plans later for another lore stream, so Ill start doing that later tonight."

"ALEX!" You yelled and his head turned around to face you.

"What?" He laughed, biting his lip again.

You couldn't stop him doing this, you could try to course him into going to bed, but right now you couldn't find the words. You just stared at him while he looked at you with a somber smile trying to tell you that he was okay.

He felt his mind telling himself that he need to rest. He wouldnt allow himself to and thats why he was breaking down.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

Alex was blinking rapidly trying to keep his breathing and tears at bay while he answered his fans.

"My allergies are fine! And I drank water today."

◇moonchild21: WE LOVE YOU

◇sopusand: Why do you look like that?

◇wuackityoo: are you crying??

"Crying is for the weak! I am a strong manly man! Im crying cause I noticed how alpha I am!" He tried to play it off as a "Im a man" joke but you could see right through it.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

You had sent a quick text to Alex which told him to end the stream for his own mental health, but he left the message unread. He began sniffing and the wiping his eyes again. It was a wreck and you couldn't seem to stop it without literally dragging him out of his chair.

Meanwhile the screens were getting to Alex. Alex's eyes were getting tired of the bright screens and the rapid messages that popped up on the screen overwhelmed him for what it seemed like the first time ever in his strraming career. He wanted to give them the fun night they deserved and wanted, but he knows it's getting hard to. He dosent know how long he can keep this up.

As Alex kept joking around about his eyes and physical state the chat was filled with "LMAO" and "HAHAHA" which fuled him more and then at the same time makes him want to stop.

Look at them, they're just staring at me, like

"Come and watch the skinny kid with a

Steadily declining mental health, and laugh as he attempts

To give you what he cannot give himself"

He cannot give himself the luxury of happiness. As he went on with his career it became more and more like a chore, there was mostly down days and of course there were up days, but recently Alex gave his fans the happiness and laughes they wanted while when he turned off the camera he couldn't replicate that same energy as he had before.

It messed him up, he felt himself become separated from his streaming. He wasn't being himself anymore he was being Quackity and that became more apparent as the days passed. He wanted to be himself on camera and at first thats what he thought he was doing. He was himself then it turned into a persona.

Alex wasn't okay and he he needed to take a break from the internet for a while, but he tries to act like he dosent have a dilemma going on inside of his head everytime he sits in this seat. Its for the fans.

"Think that I can handle this right-

I don't think that I can handle this right-

They don't even know the half of this right-

They don't even know the half of it"

"Alex you need to end the stream. Please?"

He looked towards you again where you moved your position from the middle of the bed to sitting up on the end of the bed.

"Ive told you millions of times." He paused for a moment looking down at his lap before looking back up to you. "Im-Im okay." He nodded trying to convince you.

"But I know I'm not a doctor, I'm a pussy, I put on a silly show

I should probably just shut up and do my job, so here I go"

"Cant you belive them!" He laughed to his camera. You scoffed at his comment but still kept an eye on him as he talked.

You didnt need to baby him at all, but right now you were worried about your lover.

Alex continued talking and talking, which you drowned out. You were focused on his face and how he faltered time to time just showing a small frown.

He laughed and showed them a good time even though he was hurting. He kept going and going and you were convinced he was going to hold out until you heard him sniff multiple times while trying to make a joke about the new Minecraft update and how the glow squid has no use.

"Stupid ass squid! Why- why? Its no use expect for glowing ink. Who voted for that!?"

You can tell them anything if you just make it funny, make it rhyme

And if they still don't understand you, then you run it one more time

"Dumbass squid!" He pulled up a picture if the squid as he yelled at it.

You began to worry even more as you saw tears running down his face. He quickly tried to wipe them away, but he knew everyone saw.

Handle this right

You don't even know the half of this right now

Right now (Haa!)

Now

Handle this right

I'll handle this right, I handle this right now

Alex leaned back in his seat and had a blank stare towards the monitor. Looked down for a second and then you heard sobbing coming from his spot. Alex had his head in his hands and was crying harshly into them.

He had finally broken, he couldn't stop the tears from coming and the loud sobs that came from his mouth. He was trying to desperately breathe in to be able to sob, but ended up hiccuping while doing so.

Your eyes widened as you rushed to him resting your hand on his knees and you kneeling infront of him.

"I cant do fu-fucking anything!" He yelled into his hands.

"Hey! I know. Its okay." You tried to console him.

"Its not I try so hard! And I-"

You cut him off. "You are a hard worker Alex and you deserve a week or two off. Take care of you self babe." You stood up bringing his hand with you and trying to make him stand up. He followed your movements and stood up with you putting his head on your shoulder crying into it.

"I just ca-cant right now!"

"You dont have to do anything right now babe."

"Im sorry!" Alex sobbed.

"Dont be." You said bluntly trying to get your lover to calm down.

You rubbed his back soothingly as he sniffled into your shoulder. "Im sorry for ruining your shirt." He tried to laugh through his tears.

"Dont be sorry! Please. You just need rest okay?" You kissed his forehead and he nodded in response.

Alex raised his head up an started to pepper kisses all over your face as you laughed. He gave you one last peck on the lips as he walked away to quickly change into night clothes. You smiled as he laid underneath the covers and continued to softly cry into his sheets. At least he was in bed and not makijg himself even worse.

He couldn't stop the tears from flowing, it was like a flood that could only be stopped with time. He felt like a boulder was lifted off his shoulders only to be replaced with smaller rocks. The smaller rocks was the guilt he held. He felt guilty of making his lover worry about him, he didnt want you to worry.

You rushed over to his desk and turned off the stream and his computers not even bothering to give them a goodnight or goodbye. After the computer lights were turned off it was quite dark in the room except for small light.

Finally you were where you wanted to be all day, in bed with Alex. But this wasnt the predicament you wanted.

"Forgive me. I just cant do shit right can I?" His eyes were still full of tears and he was getting tired.

"Alex dont listen to anyone but yourself." You tried to console him.

"That's what I'm telling myself."

Silence filled the room as you looked at him through tearful eyes of your own.

"Alex, you're so amazing and I cant even tell you how much I appreciate you, and how much you change my life. You do so much shit right its scary sometimes. Some days I think you're perfect, but there's-"

"There's no such thing as perfect." Alex finished your sentence.

"Exactly! Even the best people have their downfalls, they just dont show it. And Alex I know you struggle with that! All I can say is that I love you for you." You finished.

"Can I talk to you about my dilemmas?" He tried to laugh again.

"Tomorrow we can talk. We both need the rest." You said to him as he closed his eyes and nodded in response. He gave you a kiss on you lips before laying back down to sleep.

"Thank you."

"Thank you

Good night

I hope you're happy"

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