#<- not rly sure how to tag this so I’ll use that

[fagbearentertainment]

Can’t kill myself after the election, I have animation memes to archive

[lovelookspretty]

lover of mine

drew starkey x actress!reader au

— in which drew and y/n, secretly exes, must fake date in order to keep the peace at a mutual friend’s wedding, but the forced proximity makes them question whether they ever truly moved on.

warnings: sweet baby boy drew whos willing to help u, nothing else rly

next

authors note: i wanted to give it a sort of “the proposal” / “anyone but you” type of feel !! this is obviously going to be a series so let me know if u want to be added to the tag list from now on so u dont miss an update ! <3

your body freezes in place when you’re asked about the wedding. crap, you forgot. but it isn’t like you received any invite.

“theo sent you an invite through the mail. you got it right?” your friend, leila, asks you. leila and her fiancé theo have been your friends for years now, ever since you met leila during a movie priemere and shared respect on each other's careers. she’s been your closest friend, so theo naturally had to come along too.

“what? yeah,” you lie right through your teeth, and guilt punches you in the face when you stare right into her bright eyes. you raise the cup of coffee. “was literally jumping for joy when i got it.”

leila sighs in relief. “thank god we got the right address,” she says and you question what she means by that before she continues, “we didn’t know whether to send it to your apartment or drew’s.”

your breath is caught and you pause before your drink reaches your lips.

“drew,” you repeat, and she nods.

“yeah, but we figured you’ll both see it either way so, sent it to his place ‘cause theo said it was closer,” leila says, and you raise your eyebrows in amusement. “but anyway! before the wedding, i wanted to stay with our inner circle so if it’s possible for a little two-week vacation? the venue is close to my mom and her boyfriend’s house so we’d just be staying there. i would’ve picked after the wedding if theo didn’t already have the honeymoon planned. he’s too excited.”

“wait, two weeks?” you inquire, “who’s coming?”

she shrugs, “you and drew, libby, gia . . .” she trails off as she thinks about it, and you swallow as you set your cup down. “i forgot who else. i know it’s one of theo’s coworkers but i forgot who. let me text him actually.”

your face lights up at the opportunity to get away, and you nod. “i need to call drew actually,” you say, and she smiles and nods as you stand from your seat and make your way to her living room. “need to remind him to take the . . . fish . . . out.”

“fish?”

“we’re having fish tonight, yeah.”

you turn away to scroll through your contacts until you find his, then click on it. you settle down on the couch as you wait anxiously for him to pick up, and just hope that he does.

just before the call goes to voicemail, the line clears. “yeah?”

“you are such a—!” you hiss quietly, careful not to let leila hear you. “why didn’t you tell me leila and theo sent you a wedding invite for us?”

“i literally just checked my mail, alright? i would’ve said something about it as soon as i saw it,” he tells you. “i just flew in two days ago, y/n. i’m at the . . . i’m not at my apartment right now but my mail’s all on my counter. i’ll look for it once i’m home and then send you pictures of it, okay?”

you know that your situation with drew is slightly complicated. you were together for five years before ending things just a year ago.

because of your careers, you aren’t surprised that people assume you’re still dating. even close friends like leila and theo. everything was kept private. a year into the relationship was when fans even found out about you two.

you both have been looking for a time to address the breakup, to friends first for sure, but with your conflicting schedules, the time’s just never come up, and sending a “by the way, we broke up” text to an imessage groupchat wasn’t totally ideal.

even with the wedding coming up, having to be around everyone while you celebrate your closest friends, how are you either of you supposed to bring it up now?

“okay,” you tell him. “just text me when you’re free. any time before 10, please.”

“okay,” drew’s voice is soft and understanding. the line goes dead and you pull your phone away from your ear, seeing that he’s hung up.

your expected text comes around 8pm. drew’s sent you four different attachments. all are photos of the elaborate and detailed wedding invitation. the designs must’ve been leila’s idea.

you’re surprised to see an incoming call on your laptop right after. you hover over the accept button, then click on it.

his face fills a rectangle of your screen. he’s on his phone—“do you see it?”

“yeah wait,” you mumble, clicking out of the facetime to open your messages with him, then click the first photo. “leila and theo; rsvp by september twenty-seventh.”

“the letter’s addressed to my place but they put our names on the envelope,” drew tells you, and it looks like he’s ruffling through something before he flips his camera to display his counter. on it is the envelope in question, which is addressed to his apartment, but for y/n and drew, it says.

you hum. “are you going?” you ask him.

“of course i’m going. what do you mean?”

you shake your head, “nothing.”

drew only knows of leila or theo because of you, because leila works with you. maybe he’s made friends with theo but it’s not something you’ve personally seen, so you’re just assuming that maybe since you’ve broken up, there’s no reason for him to go? especially when he’s filming soon?

you stare down at your keyboard as you speak again, “leila wants us to come on a two-week pre-stay with her and theo. and others.”

there’s a brief pause from drew, like he doesn’t understand.

you sense it immediately and continue. “like, before the wedding, she told me today about how her mom has his house she wants us to stay in, just a few of us for two weeks, then they have her wedding— i don’t know, i need to ask her more about it. i think she just wants to fly everyone out and spend more time with us before she’s on honeymoon and living the wife life.”

“could be fun,” drew says. “i mean, i can’t even remember the last time i was out with theo or leila. it might be good for us.”

you furrow your eyebrows at him through the screen, and you try to read him to see if he’s joking. “there is no more ‘us’, remember? and by the way, neither leila or theo or anybody else knows that.”

drew hesitates as if he’s trying to justify your situation.

you rub your eye before resting the side of your head against your fist, “they addressed the invitation to both of us, drew. i feel like we should at least tell them the truth so that when we get there, they know.”

drew hesitates, his eyes moving around as if searching for the right words. “yeah, i know. it’s just . . . complicated.”

“complicated doesn’t even begin to cover it,” you say, feeling frustration build up. “it just feels dishonest. they think we’re still together, and if they find out at the wedding, it’ll look like we’re hiding things.”

“we are hiding things,” he reminds you. “we’ve been avoiding the topic. do you really want to drop this bomb on them right before their wedding?”

you go silent as you think about it, because if telling them isn’t a good option then . . .

“what if we just kept up the appearance that we’re still together?” drew suggests. it draws your attention as you look up at your laptop. “for the wedding and the pre.”

you blink, taken aback. “what do you mean?”

“i mean,” drew continues, “what if we act like we’re still together while we’re there? it might make things easier for everyone. seeing us apart will just create tension. people will feel like they’ll need to walk on eggshells around us.”

you give him a skeptical look. “acting like a couple isn’t the same as actually being one. i’m not sure i can just pull it off without it feeling fake.”

“we’re not faking,” drew says gently. “we’re just playing a part for a bit. we’re professionals. it’s literally our job. we can do this for a few days.”

you pause, considering his words. “but what if it just makes things worse? what if pretending just complicates everything?”

drew’s expression softens, and he speaks more earnestly. “look, we’ve been in tough spots before. there’s been so many times on set with you and i before that we’ve had to navigate headfirst. this is no different. think of it as a role we have to play for a short time. it doesn’t change what’s real.”

you sit back, processing his suggestion. “so we fake it for now and deal with the truth later?”

he hums. “it’s not ideal, but it could save a lot of awkwardness and stress. we can be civil and supportive for their sake, and then handle everything after.”

you let out a long sigh, feeling the weight of the decision. “it just feels like a lot of work to keep up a pretense. but i guess if we’re going to do this, we need to at least figure out how to make it believable.”

“we’ll figure it out,” drew says, his voice a little more hopeful. “it’s not about being perfect. it’s just about getting through the weeks without making things worse.”

you nod slowly, still feeling uneasy but recognizing the practicality of his idea. “okay. pretend for leila and theo, and then deal with the fallout afterwards.”

there’s a faint smile on his face as he nods at you. “just two weeks, remember? we can do that,” he says. “i’m gonna head to bed. i’ll talk to you tomorrow about it, alright?”

“okay,” you murmur, and drew hangs up on you.

the facetime window closes and displays your last app that’s been open, your messages. you’re face-to-face with the photos of the invitations once more, and a part of you is overwhelmed with emotions—fear, excitement, guilt.

two weeks. that’s all it is. just two weeks with your ex-boyfriend. you can survive that . . .

right?

[marlenesluv]

Moments. Part 2. (LN)

summary: some more posts, but this time you make your own .jpg insta and share your boyfriend and friends

warnings:

oc: ig im using lexi jayde as my oc for this little series, lol

this is part two! i’m not sure if i’ll make a part three or not yet.

masterlist here -> masterlist link

^ check my list for the other parts ^

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y/n.jpg: finally made one of these things..am i doing it rt?

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y/ns.fanpage: i’m freaking out, this is exactly what i needed to make my day better

danielricciardo: you’re doing great sweetie🤗

|> y/n.user: thx dan🤗

|> f1.updates: more of this duo pls

|> y/n.user: i wont deny this request

f1.wags: y/n is dominating the .jpg accounts

carmenmmundt: you are my inspo in the second pic

|> y/n.user: you’re mine all the time

|> carmenmmundt: stopp🤭

|> georgerussell63: ugh

|> landonorris: next time we go on a double date, y/n and carmen will be the ones acting like a couple

|> georgerussell63: don’t remind me

formula1.fan: living for this content rn

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y/n.jpg: snow angels & skiing 🤍

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maxfewtrell: cutest couple on the grid

|> pierregasly: a bit biased, no? i mean, they are your bsfs, so is that rly true?

|> francisca.cgomes: they are the cutest couple, it’s okay

ln4fanpage: all hail, y/n for all of the lando content lately

p1formula: so cuteeee

lilymhe: these pictures are everythingg👏✨

|> y/n.user: i love youu

|> lilymhe: i love you moreeeee

f1page: you both ate in these photos🙏

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y/n.jpg: buddies🤠

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danielricciardo: buddy🤠🤠

f1pics: if you look at the photos above, you will see one of the greatest friendships to exist

y/nbiggestfans: y/n is slaying that cowboy hat

landonorris: my favorite ppl

|> danielricciardo: lando, don’t make y/n suspicious of us….

|> y/n.user: 🙄

wagsoff1: iconssss👏👏👏

carlossainz55: you guys look great in these hats

|> y/n.user: thanks carlos ☺️

|> carlossainz55: you’re welcome 😊

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y/n.jpg: i’m a passenger princess through and through👸 he’s my driving prince🤴

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landonorris: i will drive you anywhere and everywhere ❤️

|> y/n.user: ❤️❤️

f1fanpage: if you look closely out of the window, you can see me crying while being single

olliebearman: mom and dad 🤗

|> y/n.user: OLLIE 🤗

|> ollibearman: i found your account 😆

y/n.lando.fp: their comments?? i’m sobbing

f1memes: lando is such a simp

|> y/nfanpage: aren’t we all a simp for y/n?

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(in order: lily, you, kika, carmen)

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y/n.jpg: little spa day before bfs do the vroom 🏎️

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landonorris: my job is actually just vroom

|> y/n.user: and how good you are at vroom, lan

lilymhe: i had so much fun💓

|> carmenmmundt: i did too🩷

|> y/n.user: my cutiessss

|> francisca.cgomes: it was so fun!!

f1wags: THIS IS GOING ON THE PAGE‼️

y/nandnorris.4ever: was lando and y/n’s comment a barbie reference….

|> y/n.user: hehe, sí

|> carlossainz55: my spanish lessons must be rubbing off on you from lando!

|> landonorris: sí senorita sainz😊

|> carlossainz55: lando. i am a señor, since i am a man. señorita is female

|> landonorris: i meant what i said

formulaonevids: i need more girlie content

|> f1fan: no fr. feed me more plz

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[aanoia]

Yes (pt. 2 to "No")

James Potter x reader

Summary: James finally gets a yes and makes sure you don't regret it

Warnings; none, js super fluffy and sweet

Ft. My trip to nursery today ⚘️

Lowkey LOVE this, I hate how short it came out but that's okayy

Thanks to an acc I cannot find to tag and @herejustforjj for helping me out! You will have your angsty fluff ending probably the next part!!!

I might make an optional pt. 3, optional bc I want it to be angsty, like, sad ending, but idkkk

I might actually make a pt. 3 where there's some angst and then fluff and THEN an optional pt. 4. I rly dk

Pt. 1 here!

Y/n rolled her eyes, “Fine.” 

James' eyes lit up, looking like a little kid on Christmas, “Really?” He asked tentatively, his voice quiet. Y/n smiled at him softly and nodded.

“Really.” She whispered to him and laughed as he flew up, arms in the air as he whooped and jumped around excitedly. 

He paused, his face flushed and glasses crooked on his face, “It will be the best date you have ever been on. You have my word.” He promised, holding his pinky out.

Y/n linked hers with his, “I’ll hold you to that.”

He clutched tightly onto the girl's finger, lifting her up so I was standing and pulling her into a bone crushing hug. Y/n could feel the ecstatic energy radiating from his skin. He gave one last squeeze before letting go, winking and running off, probably to plan their date. 

Y.n sat back down with a shake of her head, a permanent smile imprinted on her face. This should be fun.

James held tightly onto Y/n’s pinky which was linked with his as the pair walked down the busy streets of Hogsmeade.

“So, what’s your plan here, James?” Y/n asked, moving a strand of hair out of her eyes.

He smiled, “I love it when you call me James.”

She snorted, “That’s your name, is it not?”

“It is, but it sounds so much better when you say it. And you used to call me Potter, but it’s just James.” He smiled proudly.

“Okay, just James, where are we going?” Y/n asked and he grinned.

“It's a surprise, of course.” He teased, swinging their hands back and forth before he stopped in front of a bookstore. James stepped in front of Y/n and opened the door, unlinking their pinkies. He bowed slightly and held his hand out to help her up the step, “After you, m’lady.”

Y/n laughed and took his hand, “Why thank you, kind sir.” 

The cold air of the bookstore was a nice contrast to the hot sun outside, and Y/n took a deep breath, happiness filling her body as soft jazz music filled the store. Y/n smiled and waved softly to the owner of the bookstore who had her nose buried in a book as she sipped from her coffee mug, her gray hair pulled back into a bun. She smiled back, glancing at James who stumbled over his feet as he came through the door and then winking at her. Y/n shook her head with a silent laugh, grabbing onto his hand and bringing him to her favorite section in the bookstore as he followed blindly.

“Wait.” He said quietly, not wanting to ruin the calm atmosphere of the store. “Here’s what’s gonna happen, alright?”

Y/n giggled softly, taking a step closer so she had to look up to look into his eyes, “What’s gonna happen?” She whispered with a smile.

“You’re gonna grab as many books as your heart desires, okay? And then you’re gonna tell me which one you’re most excited to read, and I’m going to take it and read it and leave you cute little notes, so when you read it you’re thinking of me the entire time.” He told the girl softly and she nodded, happiness blooming in her chest. Maybe this boy, as persistent and arrogant he is, isn’t that bad. 

After half an hour of the two looking over new books and Y/n explaining the ones she had already read to James, who watched her lovingly and listened attentively, Y/n had chosen four books, of which James insisted he carry. They walked to the front desk and James gently placed them down, flashing the owner a smile before Y/n began rummaging in her bag for money as she looked over the choices. Y/n thanked her quietly as she told me the price, still trying to find her wallet.

“Here you go, ma’am.” James said and Y/n looked up to see him handing the owner some coins.

“Wait, no, James, I’ll pay.” She insisted but he shook his head.

“No can do.” He smiled and grabbed the bag from the owner before waving her goodbye and grabbing Y/n’s hand, leading her out of the shop, the bag softly thumping against his toned thighs. Oh, those quidditch thighs.

“Thank you, James.” Y/n said as they once again walked through the streets.

“Don’t thank me just yet, sweetheart.” He said and pulled her along hurriedly. “Food time.” He said with a smile as they neared a circle of trees, he went behind the girl. “This, my love, is when you go blind.” Y/n smiled as his warm, calloused hands went over her eyes and he carefully led her through the trees, the bag of books hanging from the inside of his elbow. “Careful, there's a fallen branch right there.” James whispered softly in Y/n’s ear, causing warmth to flood her body.

“Thank you.” She said back, equally as quiet as the birds happily chirped around them.

“Okay, you can stop walking now.” He said and she did as told. “Three, two, one.” he removed her hands and she gasped, her hand going to cover her mouth as she looked at the sight before her eyes. Candles floated in the air like they did in the Great Hall and there was an elegant red and white picnic blanket covered in an array of food. James gently led her to the picnic blanket and laid down on his side as Y/n sat with her legs outstretched.

James propped himself up with his elbow, “So?” he asked.

“James, it’s- it’s beautiful.” Y/n admitted, feeling very grateful she finally said yes to his consistent asking.

“Not as beautiful as you.” He said and winked, before quickly grabbing a chocolate covered strawberry. “Cringy, I know, but eat it. They’re good.” He encouraged, reaching up and bringing it to her lips, trying to push past them. Y/n laughed through her nose as she tried to keep her lips shut before giving in and taking a bite.

She groaned as she relished the flavor, “Strawberries are so good.” James nodded in agreement.

“You should read to me.” James said, grabbing the book bag and passing it to her, before readjusting himself and laying his head in Y/n’s lap. She smiled and grabbed one of the books, opening it with her right hand and letting her left gently play with a strand of James’ hair.

After a few moments of reading quietly to James, Y/n spared a glance at the forest in front of her and gasped quietly, urging James to look over. Standing just in view were a doe and stag, lovingly rubbing their heads together. Y/n, not knowing anything about the importance of a stag in James’ life, thought it was just a cute coincidence. James, however, knew it had to be a sign.

“One last stop.” James said, once again, for what seemed like the thousandth time, led Y/n by hand through the less busy streets of Hogsmeade.

“You really went all out, didn’t you?” Y/n asked and James nodded.

“Of course I did, the most magnificent girl on Earth said yes to date, I had to make sure she knew how special she was.” He answered, looking ahead. Something Y/n was thankful for as she was sure her face turned tomato red.

After just a moment they neared a large open area with many greenhouses.

“A nursery?” Y/n questioned, not knowing Hogsmeade even had one.

James smiled proudly, looking back at her, “Mhm! A little birdy, who goes by the name of Sirius, told me how much you loved flowers, so I figured you’d like to come here.” He said as he dragged her past the entrance and into the endless aisles of flowers. 

“James, the flamingo flies!” Y/n said excitedly as she pointed at the metal flamingo whose body was swaying slightly in the wind, giving it the impression of flying.

“I wish I could fly.” James said. “That would be so cool.”

Y/n snorted, “James, you can fly.”

James stood in confusion for a moment before his eyes lit up as he remembered his broomstick, “Oh, yeah!”

“So, which is your favorite?” James asked and Y/n smiled as she spotted them and led him to them.

“Forget me nots.” She informed him, looking at the flower with a happy glint in her eyes.

“Ah, well, fear not, fair maiden. Forget you, I will not.” James said with a funny face and Y/n laughed at his ridiculousness. 

The two walked around, gazing at the flowers and admiring their beauty. James watched Y/n with a soft smile as her fingers grazed the petals with the utmost gentleness, barely even bending the fragile beauty. In a moment of love, he grabbed her hand and spun her in a circle, careful not to let her fall into the flowers. She laughed giddily as her hands went to James’ shoulders to steady her. The two made eye contact, their hearts beating in sync as their faces neared each other. Y/n could feel James’ breath fan against her face and the warmth radiating from his lips as they got closer. In a quick moment, their lips touched as fireworks went off around them. 

However, everything was silenced and the two pulled away quickly as a grouchy old lady cleared her throat, annoyed at the two lovesick teens for blocking the aisle. James cleared his throat as well before bowing his head at the woman with a tightlipped smile, obviously trying to hold in his laughter.

“We’re sorry, ma’am. We’ll be on our way.” He said before grabbing Y/n’s hand and rushing past the old woman. After they were a good enough distance from her they burst out laughing, finding the situation absolutely hilarious. 

James groaned with an open mouth smile, running a hand over his face, messing up his glasses. Y/n took a step closer to the boy and gently fixed his glasses, a proud smile on her face when they were perfectly straight. 

“You want to buy some flowers, flower?” James asked softly and Y/n nodded with a smile. “Forget me nots it is, so you never forget me.”

Y/n smiled, “You’re right. I’ll always remember you.”

[gettinshiggywithit]

!Ranpo with an s/o who prefers spicy snacks over sweets!

Scenario:- Ranpo tries spicy snaccs!

Pairing:- Ranpo Edogawa x gn!reader

Genre:- fluff

Type:- oneshot/hc

Honestly,one thing that brought you together was your love for snacks

Although you liked savoury and he liked sweet

It didnt really matter tho

At first~

Everyone knew that ranpo edogawa didnt share food,and they all soon learned that neither did you :’)

But the only exception to your rule seemed to be eachother

He was a bit reluctant to try your snacks,but seeing you enjoy them(the pure look of satisfaction and enjoyment on your face always made it obvious that you were eating) made him want to try them too!

So one fine day he suggested you both swap snacks

You looked at your spicy bites and then at his marshmallows,deciding it wouldn’t be the worst to switch over to sweet for a second to calm your taste buds,you agreed and the swap was made.

You started gobbling up his marshmallows and the switch from crunchy and spicy to soft and sweet definitely helped you,it almost balanced it out!(perfectly balanced;as all things should be!)

But ranpo....he was a little adamant to try yours.

Now you were the kind of person to keep eatin ur snacks even if your mouth was SCREAMING for relief.you just loved the flavour!

But um,ranpo didnt wanna go thru that so he hesitated,contemplating whether or not he should just swap back your bites for his mallows

You saw this and clarified that these one’s werent the rly spicy ones,they were mild at best.

And after hearing that he popped the first one into his mouth!

It was a stark contrast from his usual nom-ings(yes ik thats not a word it just sounded right!) but he welcomed the challenge!

After all, a master detective should be flexible,adaptable and able to withstand anything!

He took bite after bite,digging into the bag like a raccoon in a trashcan! And soon your bag was finished!

He tossed it aside and drank from his bottle of cream soda before looking back to you,who had done the same(finished the snacks i mean!)

“Soo...,” you began, “how were they??”

He thought for a second before replying, “a stark difference to be sure but a welcome one...although....i think I’ll stick to my sweets thank youuu very much~”

You laughed to yourself and shook your head

“Sure ranpo,go ahead”

And with that you each opened your next bag of snacks and dug in

While you were enjoying yours,you felt eyes watching you ,and sure enough when you looked at ranpo he was watching you.

“Want some??” You asked,shaking the bag in front of him.

He looked back to his bag,then to you,your bag and then back to his.

“Dont worry i wont take any of yours...” you said knowing he was wondering whether taking yours would mean hed have to give you some of his again.

But after Your clarification,he took a few pieces and popped em into his mouth

He uh quickly regretted not trying one first

These ones were significantly spicier than the one he’d had before and the effect it had on his tongue was causing him to chug his soda and the next one too

Soon once he felt better he cleared his throat and glared at you snack bag,clutching his to his chest and holding on for dear life

After a few seconds, he hissed out in a tone filled with the purest sense of betrayal, “NEVER AGAIN!” And then went back to practically inhaling his gummy bears

You laughed again and them resumed your snacking too, “dont worry popo,we’ll build up your spice tolerance!”

“NOOOOO THANK YOU.”

“Oh well.” You said with a shrug as you made a mental note to definitely make him build up his spice tolerance~(but not if he really doesnt wanna k?!🔪)

please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but these stories? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

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[asiogie]

okay fine drops the dream bodyhair manifesto in ur askbox. fine. if u really insist. maybe i will. Okay i’ll do it. starting off strong we have the drarmpits (dream armpits). i always feel like pits r underrated on here and maybe just generally bc i dont ever see people other than me specifically talking about them most of the time. but i just think theres something so … idk how to put it into words but theres just something so human about them that i love likekee i just don’t know. anyways yeah buries my face in them or whatever. next!!! his chest. i dont think its like rewallly super hairy or anything but there’s enough there for me to think about and feel lightheaded doing so. his hairy fucking tits ….. moving swiftly on to one of my favourites. the happy drail :3 one of these days hes gonna reach up or stretch or something on camera that’ll give me a glimpse of his hairy stomach that i then just won’t let go of. it’ll be like that one photo of him sat in a laundry basket but a billion times worse which brings us onto his legs. his beautiful legs. one of the only sections of this that ive seen outside of my own uh Visions shall we say anyways i fucking love his legs theyre the perfect amount of hairiness and i want to floss my teeth on them who said that .. i’ve already mentioned it but that laundry basket photo is my favourite droto of all time i think (id put it here but im sure u know exactly the one i mean). i love all of em but that one is really special to meee. AND I ALMOST FORGOT. the drubes. again i need to bury my face here on my way down to- anyways Anyways. his beard .. idk if that counts but like its hair and on his body soo. i love the colour of it (i think that colour transfers to everything else ive talked about here tbh like that makes sense i think?) anyways something about beard burn goes here. and lastly his hair .. again maybe doesnt count but it’s hair on his body and i want to play w it as he catnaps on my lap etc. i could go on for hours like i could seriously wax poetic about dream and. his beautiful hairy tits. and there we go!! i hope this was enjoyable to read i had the best time picturing all this as i went. urm. dream my boyfriend who i kiss and bury my face in the chest of everyday Yippee!!!! im gonna write and publish a poetry book entirely about. the drody hair and nobody will ever know. except me and u and anyone who reads this. idk im just typing words at this point i feel rly dizzy i need to bury my head in his chest inneedd to smell him <- crazy person thing to say (tagged on the end of this okay. sure). anywaysss hands u the deepest darkest part of my brain drinks some chamomile tea and goes to sleeb for 10hrs zzz <3

really good fucking work anon just really great literature in the askbox today

[sakiyaki-sashimi]

CALLING ALL BUDDIES (here I’ll tag a couple @touratoura @starfilledsky2810 @citrushomie @key-lime-lies @crimsonattourney @spacingoutwards)

TOP TEN POKEMON STAT!!! (If u don’t know/like that many u can do top 5!!)

THEY CAN BE FOR WHATEVER REASON U WANT!!!! Design, competitive stats, ANYTHING!!! I’ll go first :D

In no particular order, my favs arreeeee

#1 Darumaka!!

Look at him!!! No thoughts behind those eyes 😭 (this love stemmed purely from those darumaka lunch boxes in the gen 5 pokemon movie kyurem and the swords of justice)

#2 Magikarp

Come on hes literally on my tumblr banner XD he’s got his own little mini game and I just adore him 😭❤️

#3 Snorlax

This stupid mf is just fat and hungry and tired abt that’s his super power 😭🫶 ADORE him

#4 Totodile

I think you can KIIIIINDA sense a pattern with my dumb fuck love… what can I say HE’s CUTE!!!

#5 Oshawott

Can you tell I have a penchant for water starters?? LOOK AT HIS STUPID FACE HES SO CUTEEEEEEEE AND SQUEEZABLE 😭

#6 Wooper

Goddamn it PUT ME ON THE CROSS ANS STARE AT HIM!!!!!!! LOOOK!!!!!!!!! ITS HIM!!!!!!!!

#7 Plusle/Minun/Emolga/Pachirisu

Including all 4 here as my adored pika-clones ❤️❤️❤️❤️ they all slay!!! Like emolga is just so cute and sassy and the plus-minus duo is just so simple but smart for an electric type??? And when pachirisu did that ice ball explosion thing in that coordinator battle I LOVED IT!!! Luv em!!

#8 The whole Sewaddle line

Certified good boy!!! First one wants to sleep and be cute, then swadloon wants to sleep and be alone, then levanny just wants to do her thing!!!! What more could anybody want :333 (Also, on a less important level is the Scatterbug line :33)

#9 Furfrou

ICON?????? HUH??? EVERY HAIRSTYLE HITS IDK WHAT TO TELL YA (sponsored by that one pokemon hairdresser episode I was obsessed with for a time) (only episode I liked more than that was the meowstic brothers ep)

#10 Sandygast

Okay so I don’t really like him specifically I just started drawing him on my classroom whiteboards and now he’s apart of me idk look at him 🏖️🏖️🏖️🏖️🏖️

Honorable mentions go to!

Arceus/Deoxys/Jirachi/Celebi/really most legendaries and mythicals for how their movies made me feel (DESTINY DEOXYS/JIRACHI THE WISHMAKER/EVERY SINNOH MOVIE EVER YOU HAVE MY HEART)

Absol and Audino for being some of the first pokemon I ever loved!! (The gen 5 monkeys cuz they also made me rly like pokemon for some reason XDDD)

Eevee/the eeveelutions for bringing me lots of nightcore amv comic dub love!!! (Used to cut out photos of them and make drawn paper houses for all of them to live together and I still have these Lego forms of all of them)

Every pokemon with alternate forms gender or otherwise (like burmy or shellos or cherrim or pyroar) because those were bomb entries to read in those pokemon collecters books

Beheeyem, regigigus, and reuniclus for how you make me feel in the anime (they were just animated so cool idk)

Really any gen5/6 pokemon cuz that’s what I wa raised on XD

Pikachus alt outfits for how they make me feel

Snom/Pyukumuku not really sure what they brought to the table but I feel it nontheless

And finally castform because HAIL YEAH!!!!

So yeah guys tell me ur favs!!!!

[sluttyminghao]

hiii alicia, i hope this is okay to throw in for the anon who asked about rb'ing? i just have some thoughts on this that i wanted to share — sorry, you don't have to post it if u don't want to, ik this kinda discourse isn't rly what ur blog is for!

the first thing is that the op doesn’t know that you have zero followers. the writer just sees that someone saw what they’d written and liked it so much that they wanted to share it, which means a whole lot with regards to morale of writers and us wanting to continue putting out the things that we work hard on? a like, really, just shows us that you saw the work. it could mean that you accidentally double-tapped it on a scroll through the tags. it could mean you were bookmarking it for later, it could mean that you started reading it but have to come back to it, it could mean that you finished reading it and really enjoyed it. but all we know is that you saw the post, and it’s nice to see likes, sure, but it doesn’t tell us anything otherwise.

second, reblogs give space for a reader to give feedback which is something so many writers love to see. if you enjoyed what we wrote, we often want to know what you liked! were there bits of dialogue that u enjoyed? was there a part of the story that really stood out to you/meant something to you? seeing tags or comments about how something i wrote made someone feel can literally make my day, and i know my happiness doesn’t rest in the hands of someone who stumbled across a fic i wrote, but it’s still really nice to receive anything, even if it’s just small, to say that the post was more than just something that popped up on the dash.

the last thing for me, personally (i can rly only speak from experience here but ik im not the only one) is that if i see someone interacting w my stuff, as long as they’re +18 and seem nice, i’ll probably follow them. the user experience on this site improves soo much when people follow others and interact with content the way the site was designed to be used? some of the best friends i’ve made on here are people i know because they were reblogging stuff i wrote or made or vice versa.

this is probably just a lot of rambling but i hope some of it makes sense — ultimately, i think tumblr is more than just every other social media site. it’s a social network and a content sharing platform, and for networks to be effective/for content sharing to be possible, proper engagement with things you enjoy is sooooo important, not just to the people who make the content but to the general functionality of the thing itself! - 🤸🏼‍♀️ xx

honestly, yes to all of this!! you explained it so thoroughly and so well <3

[bibliosims]

This tag is all about looking at your past. All you need to do is to find one of the first screenshots you ever took (preferably also published), and post it beside the recent one! And tell everybody when you took that first picture! Oh, and don’t forget to tag your posts! #sweet beginnings tag

i was tagged by the ever so lovely @simmingonthelow <33

my first post in august 2022

and my most recent ones in october 2023 !

will i ever escape CAS ? probably not <3 anywho not sure how comparable these are bc my screenies are now taken w gshade + edited, but i’m rly happy with where i’m at :) i still think i ate w chayton tho, i’ll def be remaking him in my current style. i think the biggest difference is my uninhibited use of skin details, i’m an absolute fiend for facial texture, highlights, and blush now 😌 i’m also finally at a place where i’m proud of my content + editing style. i miss making lookbooks, but they’re also sooo much work 🤧 maybe some day i’ll do another. anyways, here’s to one year on simblr !

tagging @m0ckest @hauntedtrait @mangosimoothie @aniraklova & @gothoffspring if you so desire 😚

[justmochi]

I posted 1,504 times in 2022

That's 1,017 more posts than 2021!

1,259 posts created (84%)

245 posts reblogged (16%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@justmochi

@cafemilk-tea

@jisoossmirk

@ikissvernon

@joshuas

I tagged 1,387 of my posts in 2022

Only 8% of my posts had no tags

#floofs - 485 posts

#mochi sh!tposts - 365 posts

#justmochi: rosie - 297 posts

#justmochi: eden - 185 posts

#justmochi: jenn - 175 posts

#daisie - 169 posts

#rosie.love - 154 posts

#fake kpop idol - 148 posts

#fake kpop addition - 145 posts

#aesxocnet - 141 posts

Longest Tag: 69 characters

#jenn and rosie rly would throw their life on the line for their lover

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

be the sun

pairing :: eden x seokmin

word count :: 1.0k

synopsis :: eden visits seokmin backstage after his concert.

time :: june 26, 2022

Eden stood awkwardly against the wall, twirling the light stick in her hand. She watched the 97z reuniting, not wanting to intrude on their moment. Just as she was about to check her phone for the time, she felt a hand on her shoulder, scaring her.

“It’s just me, no worries.” Seungkwan took his hand back, furrowing his eyebrows in concern.

“Don’t sneak up on me like that!” She playfully slapped his shoulder, rolling her eyes.

“My apologies.” He bowed his head causing her to chuckle. “Did you enjoy it?”

“You know I always do. You don’t even need to ask.”

“Ahh, right.”

“How do you perform for four hours straight? Aren’t you exhausted?”

“It’s definitely exhausting, but our fans give us enough energy.” He nodded with his hands on his hips, smiling towards her.

“And you cried a lot tonight. You okay?”

“I’m alright, Eunhye. Thank you for asking.” He smiled towards her, holding his hand out for their handshake. She smirked, following his lead and leaning back against the wall as soon as they finished.

“Is Jeonghan recovering well?” She made small talk while waiting.

“He’s doing okay, but I think he’s at his limit tonight.”

“Well yeah, did you see him last night in his cast? His doctor is not going to be happy.”

“Oh for sure.” Seungkwan laughed at her joke, shaking his head. “I think he’s kept you waiting long enough. I’ll go get him”

“I don’t mind waiting-!” She tried stopping him. She was enjoying his company, but she also didn’t want to seem impatient. She was okay with waiting if it meant Seokmin could catch up with his friend.

She kept her head down until she heard the man calling her name. It seemed Seungkwan had taken his members' place to talk with their guests, sending him to his girlfriend.

She turned her head, a relieved smile finding it’s way onto her face. Seokmin held his arms open, approaching her before engulfing her in a hug. Eden wrapped her arms around his waist, patting his lower back. He rested his chin in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent that literally smelled like candy.

“Hello beautiful.” He kissed her forehead, patting the top of her head with his hand. “I’m sorry, did you wait long?”

“No no, it’s okay.” She shook her head, bringing her hand up to caress his cheek. “Did you have fun?”

“So much fun.”

“Then that’s all that matters.” She readjusted his bucket hat, rearranging his hairs that laid on his forehead.

“Did you have a good time? No troubles or anything?” He used his fingers to massage her shoulders, giving her that familiar, welcoming grin.

“It was perfect. It’s been forever since I’d seen you all perform like that. I loved it.” Eden perked up, finding his gaze. She puckered her lips, asking him for a kiss which he gladly obliged. Seokmin kissed her lips, proceeding to give her one on the cheek too.

“I just gotta pack up some of my stuff, then we can head out.” He reached for both of her hands, drawing his fingertips against hers before intertwining them. “Come with me.”

And she knew deep down, she’d follow him anywhere.

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#4

Resurfacing

pairing :: eden x seokmin

word count :: 3.6k

synopsis :: eden visits seventeen at the hybe building.

warnings :: really bad angst. domestic abuse. toxic relationships. ptsd.

A/N :: ❗️ THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION! ❗️ Please don’t assume that this is what said idol is like irl. It is not meant to defame or make anyone look bad. Please let me know if there are any other warnings I should add. This one gets really heavy.

She never thought the day would come that she’d find herself standing in front of the hybe building. She much rather preferred the old practice room that Seventeen used, it was cozy and wasn’t too overwhelming to navigate. The only thing holding her back was her own anxiety. Seokmin would come to visit her in his spare time, the least she could do was get over her own fears and see him too.

Seokmin had been waiting on the first floor at the doors for her, quickly letting her in and wrapping his arm around her. “It may look a bit overwhelming but just follow me.”

She nodded, locking her arm around his waist. She had a knot in her stomach until seeing his smile, her nerves being eased little by little. It was all so high tech and fancy.

Getting to Seventeen’s practice room, they were all stretching and messing around with one another. Seokmin clapped, making his presence known and all the boys waved towards her.

It had been what felt like ages since seeing them like this. And they were all still the most welcoming. Seungkwan approached her, holding his hand up for a high five.

“It’s been forever, welcome back!” He smiled, looking at his member before back at her. “What do you think?”

“It’s huge. Has anyone gotten lost yet?”

Seungkwan looked at Seokmin, laughing before he shut up quickly because of the glare he was giving him. “Yeah, all of us have had our fair share of problems.”

“It’s the same as it’s always been. Just a bit more space, that’s all.” Seokmin smiled down at her, rubbing her shoulder while pulling her closer to his chest.

“So I guess I can just chill on the sidelines and be your guy's cheerleader?” She flattened her lips, raising her eyebrows at the two men.

“You can do whatever you want.” He reassured her. There weren't too many rules that changed, so she took it as her sign to behave like she always had. It had been years since she saw the group practice like this, she almost forgot what she would do when she visited him regularly.

“Well Eunhye, you know we’d love nothing more than to keep chatting with you, but your man has to stretch. I’m sure you don’t want her to be looking after you when you get a cramp.” Seungkwan’s eyes were strict, raising his eyebrows as Seokmin sighed.

Eden turned in his grasp, feeling him perfectly rest his chin on top of her head. She hugged him, patting his back before pulling away and smiling at him. “Go do your stretches.” He didn’t want to let go of her hand, his body turning into putty as she slipped from his fingers. Seungkwan put his hands on his shoulders, pushing him to where his members were stretching on the floor.

The girl walked toward the perimeter of the room, finding a free bench to sit and watch.

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80 notes - Posted June 20, 2022

#3

Babying

pairing :: rosie x dino

word count :: 0.8k

synopsis :: rosie takes care of dino on their tour.

warnings :: mentions of overworking oneself. rosie being a good maknae. fluff

The tv played faintly in the background as the young couple got comfortable in their hotel room. It was another night after their show that Rosie was taking care of Chan. She always found herself watching him while onstage, making sure he was okay. She was in good health minus her ankle. She was doing all she could to look after herself, now she wanted to make sure her members were healthy.

She stayed close by as he showered, knowing how dehydrated he was he could have an accident. He could dress himself for the most part, but after coming out of the bathroom, he was exhausted. He plopped down on the bed, taking a few minutes to catch his breath.

Rosie took a spare towel, patting his head with pressure to dry his hair. She pressed the back of her hand against his forehead, frowning as he still had his fever. “Still feel bad?”

He nodded, contorting his face in discomfort as all the stress from the day came pouring down on him.

“I have your medicine ready.” She helped him sit up, grabbing the water bottle from the nightstand and making sure he had a tight grip on it. She grabbed the assorted pills in her hand, Chan holding his hand out for her to pour them into his palm.

He quickly popped them into his mouth, taking a drink of water to get the pills down. Rosie supported his hand holding the bottle, looking down at him attentively. “Do you need a straw? I can get you one.”

He shook his head, waving his hand as he took another swig.

“Drink up. Even just the tiniest bit can help your body right now.”

He exhaled heavily, mentally beating himself up. Even though he didn’t desire water, he knew that it would give her some peace to see him drinking.

She crawled into the bed next to him, getting comfy against the headboard with pillows stacked. She held her arms out as her sign he could relax against her. He sighed, shifting around until he laid comfortably between her legs, his head against her tummy.

She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close while swaying side to side. She felt so helpless.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It’s so frustrating.” Chan sighed, patting his hand gently against her knee. She softly patted his chest while humming.

She pouted, knowing there wasn’t much she could do to ease his worries. She hoped that her hugs and affection could at least give him some clarity. “I’d take it all from you if I could.”

Her finger traced over his inner arm where he was given an IV. The site was bruised already and she couldn’t even begin to imagine how he felt.

“How’s your foot?” He considered her state too. He knew she didn’t think of it as big of a deal compared to the other members. He was still worried.

“I’m fine. I can tolerate a lot. Don’t worry about me. I just want you to look after yourself.” Rosie flattened his hair down, kissing the top of his head.

He wanted to say he was trying, but he was still blaming himself for being so weak during this time. She watched him push his limits so many times while on tour.

“It’s not a crime to rest, Chan. We understand if you need to take time to catch your breath.” She reassured him, her fingers brushing through his hair.

“I’m sorry.”

“What are you apologizing for?”

“Everyone is worried about me. I feel like I’m dragging you all down with me. You shouldn’t have to take care of me like this.” His hand found hers, rubbing circles around her wrist.

“Are you kidding? I love taking care of you. You’re my baby.” She chuckled while Chan smiled for the first time in days. “Everyone’s been taking care of me for years. It’s my turn now.”

“Of all times I had to get sick.” His grin faded, the guilt creeping up on him again.

“It’s okay. It is what it is and we just gotta focus on getting you better. This will pass.” She shimmied out from underneath him, helping him cover up with the blankets. “I’m gonna take a shower. Just try closing your eyes, you need all the rest you can get.”

He knew it was gonna be difficult to fall asleep on his own, but he couldn’t ignore her demands no matter how hard he tried. She stroked his cheek, pushing his hair out of his face as she kissed his forehead.

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81 notes - Posted January 25, 2022

#2

IN THE SOOP EP. 1 + 2

pairing :: rosie x seventeen

word count :: 2.0k

synopsis :: seventeen get settled in in the soop

a/n :: Italics = interview parts

“I don’t really remember much from my trainee days. I feel like my brain was still developing and therefore can’t remember even the simplest things. Memories were made when I debuted. I remember everything from then on. I can’t sympathize with the members when they say it’s hard for them to take breaks. I trained with girls so we had a different regimen.”

“Even with TTT, our instinct is to be funny. We still have cameras around us and sometimes scripts. I just hope this will truly be a time to rest and rejuvenate ourselves.”

Seungkwan set his bag on the floor, watching as Rosie sat across from him and buckling their seat belts. “Wonwoo fighting!”

“It’ll be tiring, but you can do it.” Seungkwan encouraged him, yawning and pressing his head against the window.

She played games on her phone before Dino spoke up. “Did Seungkwan sleep late last night?”

She looked over at him, knocked out asleep. “Don’t you think he’s gonna wake up with a cramp?” She chuckled before looking out the window.

The girl was the first one to hop out of the car when they arrived. She took a good minute to stretch her legs and arms from being confined for so long.

[Q. Your first impression of “In the SOOP”?]

“The minute I stepped out of the car, I suddenly got really paranoid. Like am I gonna get a bunch of bug bites? It was very overwhelming. I didn’t know how to feel. I don’t ever get homesick but I just kinda felt out of place. Maybe it’s because I’ve never gone camping before.”

She skipped over to the pond where DK and Jeonghan were singing a jingle. “There’s tadpoles.”

She squealed, kneeling down and taking her phone out to take pictures of the tadpoles.

“Jeonghan loves catching tadpoles.” Wonwoo sat back and observed Rosie and Dino who got closer towards the water.

“You can pick them up? Is that safe?” She turned around at the older member who then nodded back at her. She put her phone back into her pocket, rolling up her sleeves and cupping her hand and carefully scooping one of the tadpoles.

“Awe! They’re so cute!” She gently put it back into the water, picking up another one.

“I wanna try.” Dino pouted, getting scared as Rosie and Jeonghan picked them up effortlessly. She giggled at him, taking his hand and helping him catch one in his hands. He tensed up, afraid he would hurt the tadpole or it would hurt him.

“It’s okay, they don’t bite. They’re just trying to grow up.” He smiled back at her as they continued to catch tadpoles.

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85 notes - Posted March 10, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Mirrors

pairing :: rosie x dino

word count :: 0.7k

synopsis :: rosie and dino are left alone in the practice room.

time :: april 2018

warnings :: suggestive, comedy, floof

Chan finished vacuuming the practice room, unplugging it from the outlet and putting it in the closet. It was another day where he would be a good maknae and offer to tidy up. He knew that whenever he would do that, Rosie would stay back behind with him to keep him company.

That’s exactly what she did today. She helped him by dusting and wiping down the mirrors so they were spotless. She finished up by packing up her backpack that she had for the day. She had nothing more to do, so she stood up from the floor and started piecing together some of the choreography they learned today.

She made sure her limbs were precise, emphasizing each move slowly. Chan slipped back in the practice room, watching her from afar. He crossed his arms, biting his lip while watching her reflection in the mirror.

When she finally felt his eyes in her, she looked at him in the mirror and got flustered. “Am I doing something wrong? Did I mess it up?”

He chuckled, shaking his head while walking behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. “No, you’ve got it down perfectly. I just can’t believe how pretty you are.”

She felt her cheeks and ears ignite with heat. Between his affirmations and arms around her, she thought she could combust at any moment.

He pushed her hair to the other side, revealing her neck and placing delicate kisses. Something about it felt so wrong but exciting to her at the same time.

He turned her around in his grasp, one hand on her hip while the other caressed her cheek. He carefully backed her up against the mirror, her skin making contact with the chilly glass.

“Chan, I-I just cleaned these.”

“And?” He flashed her a cocky smile, caging her between his arms as his hands pressed against the mirror.”

“Come on, your fingerprints!” She furrowed her eyebrows, knowing well she couldn’t stay mad at him just for that reason, not when the tension in the air was overwhelming.

“I’ll clean them, don’t worry.” He almost towered over her, leaning down and capturing her lips in a kiss. She would be stupid not to kiss him back. She lifted her arms to wrap around his neck as his tongue slipped past her lips, causing another strike of electricity to course through her veins.

It felt so liberating to Chan that they were finally alone together, somewhere that wasn’t their bedrooms. The mirrors were starting to fog up as each kiss deepened and it was getting harder to breathe.

“What the hell are you two doing?” The familiar voice of Jeonghan echoed through the practice room. Rosie quickly opened her eyes, pushing Chan off of her to see him and Joshua dumbfounded. She put her hand on her hip, using her other to cover her mouth to hopefully hide her swollen lips. The long, heavy breaths they both took was enough proof they were making out.

Chan was shaken, scratching the back of his head while stuttering on his words. “I thought you guys had left? Why are you back?”

“Joshua forgot something. Are you busy? Should we go?”

“I presume Chan finally confessed his love to you?” Joshua teased the boy, watching him widen his eyes as if to tell him to shut up.

“Hyung!” He blushed while whining at him.

“You knew?” Rosie butted into the conversation, looking back and forth between a chan and the older men.

“Please, he would never shut up about you.” Jeonghan watched as Joshua went to find what he forgot.

She snickered, looking over at Chan who was trying to get them to shut up. “No, I confessed first. Give me some credit.”

They were shocked once again, their jaws hanging low trying not to laugh at Chan.

Joshua patted Jeonghan’s shoulder before pulling him to the exit. “Well don’t be out too late, guys. Don’t do anything stupid and be safe. The eldest winked at Chan.

“Maybe calm down on the pda too.”

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88 notes - Posted May 18, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[darthnell]

11, 19, 28, 30, 42

Hi anon ! Ty for the ask ! :D

11. Link your three favorite fics right now.

Oh god three of mine or three in general..??? Um. A..? I guess I’ll do both !!

Three of mine: True Vengeance, THE REPARATION CLAUSE, The Bridges We Burn

Three of others: The Illusion of Life, A Great Leap in the Dark, Mors Vincit Omnia

19. What is the most-used tag on your ao3?

Oh I bet for sure it’s gonna be “graphic depictions of violence” LMAO. Aside from like. The thg fandom tags. Also “original characters” and “alternate universe”. The “canon-typical violence” tag is also my best friend and i love when I surpass that one. Canon atypical violence. I think ive used that one before but only once so it doesn’t count here, but it is funny. OH- the “careers have issues” tag. Also my best friend<3 really fucking excellent tag

28. On average, how much writing do you get done in a day?

Pshhhhh uhhhh…. I’m actually just coming off of an event where i wrote like 35k in the span of 5 weeks which is. Not typical ! This past week-ish I have written exactly Zero words (: …at like. Normal times, I probably can do a solid 1k or in that ballpark. I have been known to bang out like 3k in a day if I’m rly in the zone (i was Unwell last july LMFAO) but also I rly don’t typically write every day. Would like to! Need to build a new schedule though. Hard for me to write on the days when I work but I only work part time atm. I am also. Kind of a slow writer usually. I’ve only written as much as I have bc I write frequently ! ((Or I try to))

30. Do you share rough drafts or do you wait until it’s all polished?

Good god I think I’d perish if I shared rough drafts. Like, on ao3… is that a thing..? So like. My shit isn’t perfect. There’s definitely typos I’ve missed and all that jazz, but I usually heavily edit my chapters before posting. The event I did recently was also like my first time having a beta which was neat but. This is rly silly, bear with me - so I had two separate docs for that, one I wrote the fic in and another that I shared w the betas, because the idea of someone having access to all my rough outlines and watching me on the doc as I write makes me Viscerally uncomfortable, I can’t rly explain it better than that. Anyways, the funny part is, said beta would point out a grammar mistake or typo, and I’d go “nice” and fix it, but forget to fix it on the other doc. So when I. When I posted the fic from the original doc… you can see where this is going maybe. Actual clown idiot moment LMFAO. Tl;dr - I attempt to polish. Doesn’t always turn out shiny jdjddjdk

42. What’s the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?

Ooh ! Last one I read was In The Clear by District11-Olive on FFN. So this one is technically thg but very au; it’s set in modern day Canada where a show called The Cut forced teenaged criminals to fight to the death in order to regain their freedom or get a “second chance”. It’s Really well written and also an excellent commentary on what it means to be a criminal and prison systems in general. This one’s actually the third and final installment of the series, wooh! It’s not complete yet; the story just reached the start of the death match part and its so 👁️👄👁️ It’s also a SYOC fic (Submit Your Own Character). Not open for submissions now, but u might see some of my characters if you check it out c:

Gotta also rec The Furthest Star by geologyisms on FFN since I’m in the middle of (re) reading it.. again 🥺 This is the fic I received from the exchange I took part in recently ! So the main pov char Solan Gardener (D9 tribute in the male slot but uses they/them) was created by me but the story was written by erik/geologyisms ! Ve did such a lovely job with my kiddo u should definitely check it out!! 10/10 new comfort fic fr ;—;

Ty again anon for the question, I had fun !!! <3

[professional-writher]

Lovely ok

Are you named after anyone?

Yeah. My deadname is after a band my mom likes with a letter switched around and my actual name is after Crowley good omens 👍🫡

When was the last time you cried?

About 2 days ago. I was trying to memorize some poetry for my English class and it was just NOT sticking and I was very frustrated.

Do you have kids?

Nope. Don’t plan on it either. Also I’m 15.

What sports do you play/ have you played?

I played soccer when I was 5 until I was 6, and I played softball from 9-11 (the year covid started) and haven’t gone back to it even though I do want to.

Do you use sarcasm?

Sort of? I dunno

What is the first thing you notice abt people?

Hair. Hair can tell you a lot about someone

Eye Color?

I dunno. My ID says Hazel but it’s like green with a ring of amber around the center

Scary movies or happy endings?

I like scary movies that have happy endings but if I had to choose, happy endings.

Any talents?

Not really. I play guitar though which is cool. And I’m double jointed I guess

Where were you born?

Same town I live in now, so I’d rather not say.

What are your hobbies?

I love to read, write, and draw. Also games. I play so much sdv and like weird little indie horror/psychological games

Any pets?

Yup. 4 dogs. I love them greatly

Height?

5’5” (1.7m)

Favorite subject?

Anything language based! English is very lovely, of course, and I take French which is my favorite language I speak. I’m also gonna take Latin next year which I’m sure will be awesome. I also teach myself lots of languages the list being Irish, German, Greek (ancient and modern ) French, Latin, Japanese and Spanish. I’m also considering Portuguese and Italian but I think I’ll hold out on those until I’ve got a grip on the ones I’m doing now. But at the same time Portuguese might be very useful for me because it is many of my friends native language and I’d like to speak to them in it!

That prompt kinda got away from me. Sorry! I’m just very passionate about language 😭😭

Dream job

Linguistics professor at some sort of university! Dunno if that’s a thing I can do tho lmao. I’d just rly like to study linguistics forever n stuff. Again, I love languages. I’m fascinated by how they work.

Tagging @mynameischloenow @rainecantswim @andiv3r and anyone else can joint I never know who to tag 😭

thank you @lilolilyr for tagging me <3

15 Questions for 15 Friends

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

A character in the Bible lol my parents just slightly altered the spelling

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

Like half an hour ago when I re-watched Handsome Devil and Andrew Scott's character (Dan) told Nicholas Galitzines character (Conor) that being gay gets easier and Conor asked Dan why he still hides it then and Dan tears up and uaargh Andrew Scott being a tired sad gay just gets me every single time, okay?

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

no

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED

I can copy half of yours here @lilolilyr :D I did Judo, horse riding and handball when I was younger. Also gymnastics as a child and Tai-Do in uni for 2 semesters

DO YOU USE SARCASM?

ye

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

hair and clothes I think. cause you can choose these most of the time and it's how people express themselves

WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOR?

I just recently learned that you call them hazel I think? when they're green with brown/red/yellow?

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

happy endings

ANY TALENTS?

I can say any German word that I know how to spell backwards in seconds

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?

at home actually

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?

music, concerts, TV series and films, cuddling, sleeping

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?

my parents have a cat (Simba my beloved) and soon a cat will move in here (Dipsi, I hope you'll be cuddlier than what your owner said ( don't think that sentence makes sense but my head hurts and I'm tired)

HOW TALL ARE YOU?

162,5cm

FAVOURITE SUBJECT?

English and German and I also liked Pedagogics and Psychology

DREAM JOB?

idk man...I do like teaching but I hate the conditions and the institution behind it...I don't think I really know right now

I tag @panicatthesocialmedia, @ne0n-and-fucking-garbage, @pommy-granite, @myceliumgirl, @thriceandonce, @gabetheunknown , @fenrir-flamekeeper , @amiko-pan , @gamer-shrimp-buoy , @further-than-forever , @sch4r4 , @jupitervega , @berg-gry , @milverton and @vorschlaghannah

and as always, I also tag everyone who reads this and wants to do it :)

(also I tagged many people I have never tagged before so PLEASE don't feel pressured and tell me if you don't want me to tag you in the future <3)

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15 Questions for 15 Friends

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?

DO YOU USE SARCASM?

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOR?

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

ANY TALENTS?

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?

HOW TALL ARE YOU?

FAVOURITE SUBJECT?

DREAM JOB?

[lizbotw]

I shall look for some icons in a couple days👀and when you get around to watching AOT we can pick 🥺😌😌 IT’S GONNA BE AWESOME AND I’m so glad you agreed on this 🥰 I hope you’re having the greatest day of your life Liz!

AJJDSJWJSJ I’M SO EXCITED and omg i’m actually finishing off episode 5 of aot rn!!! you’re right, you can’t really stop once you start 😭 i originally wanted to talk to you abt it after episode 1 but then you how there’s like part 1 and part 2? so i was like well i have to watch the next part before i can talk about it... and then i kept going (eren growing up tho 😳 HE WAS SO SMALL AND CUTE AT THE START AJSNSJAJ WHY IS HE TALL AND BEAUTIFUL NOW WHAT) and then i was like okay after episode 5 i’ll discuss it with you but suddenly we’re in the middle of more action like always so 😳 I’M NEVER GETTING A BREAK HERE

[onyourhyuck]

Sweater Weather. | J.JH (M) Part 3 <3

prologue- “I want you.” + “I want to look at your face as we do it.”

tw- friend’s older brother!jaehyun x fem!y/n. sungchan is jaehyun’s younger brother. y/n has the fattest crush on jae and he finds it rly cute. Fluff and SMUT in this part <3. Soft smut. Soft dom jaehyun. Praising. Jae wants to take care of y/n. After care mention. Mirror is in use <3

notes- Heavily inspired by Sweater Weather By Neighbourhood. <3

tag list- @kae-t-eee <3 @j69no <3 @back2jisung <3 @pretiurs @seodami <3 @humongouscowboyskeletonranch <3 @hwaluvx <3 @caramelhyunn <3 @seokjinnjuice <3 @ytzvivi <3

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It’s been a few weeks since the romantic confession between you and jaehyun. Your relationship with him was just the beginning.

Though the small sneaking about together behind Sungchan so he wouldn’t question why you two are suddenly really close, it somehow made you feel like you were in a romantic movie.

The days you guys weren’t able to meet one another (and you weren’t at the dorm but at your parents home), he would surprise you by gently throwing stones at the edge of your window, surely to wake you up. Then you come down from the front door and star gazing all night with him in a field behind your house.

You’d surprise him with made up lunchboxes when he would drop you secretly to uni on days you were running late, before leaving, you kiss him on the cheek leaving him flustered.

But now it’s been five days you haven’t seen him physically. Every uni student currently is going through it, their sleep schedule said goodbye and so did their will to continue. You know what this means. It was exam season. The most fearful thing that a university student could possibly hear.

The peers of pressure to pass the marking slot, the competition between their colleagues was high up on the list. Hell it felt like.— while teachers and professors somehow expect you to keep up with homework piles that are strangling your room in half as well as revising for the exams you have in just about few hours AND turn up to class too. It wasn’t easy. Far from it.

Nobody warned you how university was going to be stressful. Despite it having many good things to boost about, it can’t really compete to the stress you will get.

You blow on your lips following by a harsh sigh. You’ve been pulling at your hair for a while now as you wrote down on the very important fact to the success of hopefully passing. In the library that you’re residing in, there weren’t many people. Just a few plus the librarian.

Then a beeping vibration set you from the focusing zone you have brought yourself in. The phone screen flicking on with a green notification. You didn’t think much of it, so you pick it up without much emotions. Apathetically slandering the fact you’re so close to just slamming a book on someone’s head.

Yes you do have your frustrated moments. The tired droopy eyes watch the screen as you unlock it, your lips fall apart, your eyes immediately forcing in an eye-smile.

“My love <3”: hey baby i know it’s exam week but how do you feel about coming over? sungchan won’t be home because he will be doing a study sesh with his friends.

“My Girl <3”: hey bb imma come over then. i really need to see you </33 this close to having a mental crisis in this shit holeeee ;_;

“My Love <3”: this is a first i ever saw you swear and it was over exams, must be really hard for you :( don’t worry i’ll get your favourite ice cream and put on pitch perfect <3 mwah

“My girl <3”: you’re a life saviour babe. i’ll see you soon mwah

a hand slams down on the table causing you to nearly drop your phone, you’ve been lovestruck staring at the screen repeating yours and Jaehyun’s conversations that you completely ignored that the boy standing next to you now was speaking.

“yah what are you reading so intensely, it really didn’t look like exam revision.” Sungchan would say as he sat down on your table. you thickly laugh as you put the phone away. “of course it was revision. what else would i be looking at.”

you play it off cooly and calmly, turning back on the multiple books you brought to help. sungchan unzips the bag, pushing down the science books.

“i thought you were texting your boyfriend or something because you had this very goofy smile that only happens when you love someone.”

he was still completely unaware that you was dating his brother and honestly, it might shock him quite a bit. you would rather give it some privacy between you and jae before finally coming out to announce it

your eyes widen a tiny bit before awkwardly stuttering. your hands shake in front of the boy as you go to deny it. but another thing interrupts you and sungchan. The boy smiles.

“sungchan hey,” a much younger looking boy spoke as he turns to face you. Sungchan grins. “shotaro!”

“oh yeah so y/n, this is my friend shotaro. shotaro this is y/n, the one who tutored me.” the young boy beams and you turn around bowing your head politely to shotaro. the Japanese bot sits down next to sungchan with a bright smile.

Shotaro kindly speaks as he watches you. “nice to meet you y/n.”

“you too shotaro. are you perhaps going studying?” you raise your eyebrows at the two boys who hum agreement in unison. looks like he’s actually going on study dates with shotaro, how cute. sungchan opens the book.

“i’m meeting shotaro with two other boys, Chenle and jisung, in our year. we’ll be at the boys dorms most of the night.”

you would wow proudly, watching sungchan finally doing study sessions on his own without it your help. there ran something so in your blood that would make you feel like you’re watching a friend who was getting independent finally. it really made you happy, more happy than about your own achievements. Shotaro gently sways leaning to y/n.

“do you want to join us y/n? the more the merrier.” shotaro said and you’d raise your head with a soft smile. “I appreciate the offer but i think i’ll just go home or something. i’ll be fine for tomorrows exam.”

sungchan boosts braggingly as he whispers to shotaro, but the whispering was clearly loud enough for you to hear in the dead silent library. “taro don’t worry about her, she’s the prodigy. there’s no way she will fail any of her exams .”

shotaro gently gasps watching y/n. he heard about the female prodigy but never did he think it would be you, or the fact that he’d meet her.

“y/n you’re the infamous student who has 100 on their classes?” the boy whispers loudly. you blink lightly confused.

why was it a big deal? you rub your neck nervously. “uhm yeah but it’s not a big deal.”

“don’t be so modest y/n! my brother is a prodigy as well and he complimented you so much. clearly it is a big deal, a thing to be proud of. so take claim to it.” sungchan bluntly tells as he shakes off your humble demure. Shotaro looks at Sungchan.

he frowns looking the tall boy up and down from where he sat next to. “if your brother is the prodigy, what happened to you?”

Shotaro blurts out and Sungchan’s jaw drops to the floor, ears growing lightly pink. he pouts soon as he scoffs. “yah what’s that supposed to mean?”

“I mean…you don’t have the best grades. If your bro is so smart what’s up with you?”

“i’m not a biologist so i dunno! i guess he took all the brain genes with him.” sungchan murmurs silently sulking at shotaro’s blunt questions. y/n would smile watching the two boys lightly bicker and speak amongst themselves now.

you soon bid goodbye to sungchan and shotaro when it got much darker, by the time you left the library and the university campus it was 8.00 at night. you would be knackered to say the least, you’re feeling by the time you finish this week’s exam your brain will be fried inside and out like it was a bare boneless chicken laying in the desert.

making your way to Jaehyun’s house wasn’t that far in fact, you took the bus there and then got off. the walk from the bus stop would’ve been about fifteen minutes. you were anticipating to see your boyfriend after so long, seconds away from him felt like years and days without him would equal to decades passing like the blooming spring. it felt cold and empty without his warm bubbly presence that keeps you awake on your feet like caffeine would do. You didn’t slow walk on your way to his house, you ran. You ran through the late night just so you’d see him sooner; your mind was creating scenarios of his face, of his voice, the way he’d welcome you.

god how much you missed him couldn’t be put into words. when you are stressed he was your de-stress reliever if anything. it’s just a shame that he’s graduated from uni and you still have a few to go. The way you long to be standing in front of his door, hand clenching in a ball out ready to knock two times then awaiting the door to swing open.

and when the time came, you did exactly that, knocking on the door as your feet stomp on the ground with a rush of adrenaline excitement. the way this felt like a happy ball of heaven to you. the black door pulls open revealing a tall man wearing a white oversize hoodie and those grey-black checkered pants that he favours over anything. if he could, he would wear these every single day, anywhere.

The sight of your lover standing wide open with arms out only for you to walk in, to run in, to jump and never let go off in; the corner of his eyes sparkling down at you the moment those dull iris orbits met you once again, ears smiling wide as his eyes wrinkle with happiness.

Your face mimics the same euphoric expression he deadpanned at you with freedom. You lung yourself at him tight curling up, just like a baby kangroo would of done to it’s mother. jumping in the pocket. Arms linking by the end of his neck, your body weight crushed him just the way he wanted, he missed you. Everything reminds him of you when you are gone, busy with life as anyone would be; but the way everything reminded him of you tortured him deeply with penetration in his heart.

It just made this whole moment more worth it though. He gently sweeps arms around you the moment you jump on him. He kicks the door closing it shut with his back. He’d focus on locking his hands on you and only you.

jaehyun brings you into his bedroom with a deep longing kiss on your lips. he brought you underneath where he sweeps his thumbs on the sides of your chubby apple cheeks, he then disconnects from your lips, attacking your entire face with his wet lips.

pecking your forehead, eyes that you close in motion, your beautiful nose. Jaehyun’s lips kiss your reddish cheeks that felt cold, he easily warms them up with the multiple kisses he dents on your body.

You squeak tapping his arms as you start to squirm. Eventually those lips slowly crawl down to your neck where he was just carried away. he was savouring the moment with you. Your breath going ragged.

“jae i’m not going anywhere!” you openly exclaim with a soft loving sigh leaving. he gives a one final deep smooch on your hands that you tap him previously. he felt the way you were cold still. “you weren’t gone for long but why does it feel like it was an eternity.”

he would say gazing into your eyes lovingly. You sit up taking off your jacket, he rolls off helping you with your bag too. The man didn’t even give you time to take off the outdoor clothes and shoes, but that doesn’t bother him, he didn’t care enough at the time. Jaehyun lovingly watches you do such simple chores, but why was he so struck by everything you do? Love really makes you feel brainwashed.

but in the best way possible.

You turn around where you realise he’s been staring at you the entire time. You lightly tease speaking, reaching to squish those loving bread dimples. “you keep watching me like i am some meal dish.”

he chuckles humming a bit with his husky deep voice that just makes you stop and listen no matter what. “i’m just watching my girl look so pretty from afar, can’t her boyfriend do that?”

he curls as he pulls you immediately to lay down with him on the warm bedsheets that smelled exactly like him, welcoming . You grin as your legs and thighs wrap around his own lower body, he made sure that his hands rest on your waist, carefully caressing up and down your hips and curvy waistline.

“her boyfriend can do whatever he wants.” you reply back leisurely, as he felt your fingertips push his long free luscious locks back. Twirling them round your thumb or lightly flipping it around. simply admiring how he was such a beautiful masterpiece.

She paints him a ray of sunshine on a night starry sky. That’s the only way it could define her and him together. He was the observer, the watcher, the viewer, the mere bystander. As she was the performance, the art, the extraordinary history.

You suddenly raise your eyebrows realising something. “we both agreed to a movie and ice cream, but the first thing we did was cuddle and lay in bed together.”

“i know right? But i think those can wait.” jaehyun tells as he sits up, leaning leisurely to your lips once again. he pecks it softly.

“i’d rather talk to you over a movie and ice cream anyday.”

your heart throbs scraping against your chest heavily, hearing such loving words that no one else expressed to you but only him. You reach upwards to kiss him on the lips with enough passion to get him riled up, he responded by pulling on your waist and crawling on top of you. The way your hands slip round the hem of the hoodie to pull, running your fingertips down his abs and abdomen.

You murmur soft sighs once those abused lips left and began to roam on your soft collarbones exposed by your loose blouse, he sucks on it very light enough to cause visible red marks. you pull off the hoodie which he obliged, letting you strip it off from his skin, letting you take your own control. He enjoys the way you openly do small detailed actions to catch him slipping, like the way your fingertips pull on his hair to deepen whatever he was doing. The way your thighs tackle his hips pulling your bodies even closer.

Your moans were a reward to him, especially those soft ones that slowly get louder. You become needier, you act on the neediness too, but you didn’t have to beg him. He will give you whatever you want, whatever you request, he is at your demise.

“I want you.” Those words leaving your gaping mouth as he slowly strips the blouse by the ribbon, taking it off your exposing body that he so dearly fell in love with all over again, the way you’re slightly smaller than him but you look as if you were carved out of the most fragile, beautiful lingering glass that was an antique to the world. Jaehyun softly hums above your bra, with his hands playing with to soon unclip it right off. He kisses above your cleavage.

“Then have me.” Jaehyun fully said as he sits up on the edge away from you now. You crawl slowly to him as you make yourself at home on his hard crotch, sitting right on it where your boyfriend could feel the soaking patches on your panties. He lightly groans as you softly dry hump on a specific spot.

It got him going feral, quite literally, as he tightly grips on the bedsheets. He lungs his head down, as you constantly do the same circling motions back and forth. You whimper when he tightly pressed you down on his hard crotch through the boxers fabrics

“please just, fuck me already.” you beg. jaehyun soothes your desperate cries by softly caressing your face.

“Patience is virtue baby.” he whispers, starting to hover your entire weight on the bed centre as he positions you underneath him. but a specific lining directly to the wide mirror in his room grazing over your lined bodies.

Then the most shocking words left his unbearable lips running on your body like it was a tug and war. He wishes to see everything, because this was both your first times together, though he was experienced and you weren’t; he wasn’t trying to scare you off with something dramatic. He wants to do you slow, enjoy this moment with him as much as you can. He doesn’t want to hurt you, he doesn’t wish to do anything extravagant.

When it comes to you, the simpler decision is always the best decision.

“I want to look at your face as we do it.” He states as your face was turning to the mirror on the side, you thickly gulp your abdomen squeeze. He hovers over your panties which he slips off, the way you had a puddle patch on the white underwear amazes him. The effect he has on you, will always have a clutch on him that he doesn’t know how or why.

You whimper as the new sensation of galloping mouth went straight without warning to topple you up like you were a meal to him. He acts on the pure lust running in his veins, but also the love that he wishes to push you to the most ecstatic high you will ever experience. The way your thighs squeeze together he was underneath, you watching him eat you out in vulgar raw manner, but the way there was a sense of love from him made you wetter than before.

You were a soaking mess. Jaehyun loved that, he didn’t care if you made a mess, he plans to make you his beautiful disaster.

“Ooh…fuck- im..” y/n warns with the body twitching unable to finish the last sentence as her orgasm approaches unexpectedly, he felt your insides ferrule round his long tongue exploring inside you, the taste of your high was soon approaching. The lush of wetness exploding on him tongue as left him kitten licking you clean, there was no way he would miss a single drop of you.

He lifts himself up pulling on your ankles, in which you look up seeing stars. The post orgasm has left you wanting for more, as you were left feeling high in another dimension. He sent you into another world.

He trails softly, kissing the inner thick thighs. “Mm, you taste divine, god. i want to feel you pulsing like that on my cock, so so badly.” you moan at the imagination, tugging on his boxers length.

“What’s stopping you?” you whisper as you ask him, he takes a moment to find the correct words. jaehyun leans in resting his forehead on top of yours, closing eyes. “i want you to enjoy your first time. At least, with me.”

you melt by the respectful yet considerate words, your hands wrap round his jaw, nodding softly. “I want this, as much as you want this.”

“so please, use me however you want.”

Use you. Those words ran through his head like a mantra chanting, then there it was, you were soon to realise that you fully triggered something inside your boyfriend in that moment. The way you have your permission, submitted to him with such bewitching words that left him thinking wonders and wonders of scenario is to use you.

He was absolutely ballistic over you. Jaehyun softly pins you down where he finally slings off the boxers, you face down to be met with a spring free huge length, in all honesty, you sorta lost the confidence when you met eyes with his raging hard boner.

You let out stutters of questions over questions. “I mean..I- will it even fit…babe..?” you whisper and jaehyun gives you the outmost soft look. he must’ve realised that you feel intimidating, but all he does to calm your sudden anxiety was with a gentle forehead kiss.

“It will baby, i’ll be really careful and slow with you.” you heard him tell as her aligned it with your entrance. At first you weren’t sure what to expect, but sooner than later you found out the answer to your exact thoughts. A piercing warm sensation stretched you out repeatedly but, carefully, you felt the amount of self control jaehyun had over him to not just ram in you because of how welcoming you were to his hard length.

You were clenching him like crazy, unable to push out the addictive pain feeling that made you want more. As your hands clenching on the bedsheets beneath your body weights; he hears you whisper desperately.

“Please move.” you direct him very slowly as he gives a soft nod, that is when the soft singular thrusts made you shrink in complete pleasure taking over your body.

Oh how loving you felt under your boyfriend who’s unforgiving thrusts were pushing in and in your walls constantly like it was a running a game of tag. The way you were crying with pleasure, tears piling in your ears, as your boyfriend gently wipes and shoos your hushing voice carefully, spilling words of affirmation at you.

He kept ramming about how you are doing amazing, that you’re like a drug keeping him tied to you, words of praising that you’re beautiful, and that you deserve everything in this world can give .

It was so hard to respond back but he couldn’t blame you, your body was doing all the telling. Clenching with every words he spoke with a big pulsing rush of electricity sent to him.

The way the reflection of you arching your body at the quicker pace of thrusts and pounds he gave in, he was watching your perfect body underneath him at his dispose of to use. Jaehyun, fell in love with you through a mirror all over again. As if it was love at first sight once again.

He can’t get enough of you truly. The way your night ends with I love you’s, kisses, you stay in each other’s accepting embraces and replay the memory back.

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@onyourhyuck please refer from translating copyrighting and plagiarising my work, thank youU <3 reblog this fic and follow me for more to stay updated! It helps a girl out.

I’m writing this as I’m sick, I hope I didn’t make any mistakes LMAO. 😭

[ameliora-j]

peach // mechanic!rw x reader

words: 3k

warnings: mechanic!au,, insinuation of divorced/separated parents,, exes to lovers trope,, degradation,, choking,, finger sucking,, daddy kink,, teasing,, clit slapping,, overstimulation,, breeding kink,, cum play (not rly),, ALL ACTS ARE CONSENSUAL!

a/n: au idea from dani 🤩 (@silverdelirium here’s your tag bae!)

the heat of july was brutal as it infiltrated the inside of your old jeep, the air conditioner not doing much to cool you down. you sighed softly as you moved to roll down the windows, praying that maybe the fresh air of the night would help the brutal heat of the mid july desert. a strange clicking sound resounded throughout the car as you continued on down the deserted road, causing you to turn up your radio. the clicking sounded expensive and you were in no place financially to be worrying about car troubles right now.

you were about an hour and a half from home, in the middle of nowhere as you were driving back from seeing your older brother at university. the clicking of your car seemed to get louder, causing you to groan quietly. “stop that right now,” you mumbled, as if the car would hear and magically get you back home before inevitably breaking down the way you knew it would. you, of course, had no luck however, for as soon as the words left your mouth, your car jerked and slowed to a stop, making you groan loudly and you veered off onto the side of the abandoned road. placing the vehicle in park, you got out and opened the hood, allowing smoke to escape from underneath it. you kicked the tire as you groaned, slamming the hood shut. “piece of crap car.”

you were in the middle of nowhere, nobody could be seen for miles. there was no way that anybody would be magically coming around to assist you anytime soon. you climbed back into your car, closing and locking the door as you pulled out your. you let out a sigh as it flashed with one service bar and fifteen percent battery. you scrolled through your contacts before pressing on your brother’s name and waiting. “hey nerd, home already?” you could just barely make out his sentences due to the lack of service in the area.

“no. my piece of shit car broke down in the middle of nowhere,” you grumbled into the speaker. you hear his choppy laughter in response, making you roll your eyes.

the next words you were able to make out were “i told you… car… stone ages,” and that was all it took for you to know it was a dig at how old your beloved jeep was.

“fuck off asshole,” you grumbled. “not all of us get by gallivanting on daddy’s money,” you rolled your eyes.

“we… same dad,” he kept cutting out, but you knew your older brother enough to know exactly what he was saying to you.

“are you gonna help me or not asshole?” you complained.

“sure, where are you?” he asked.

“like two hours away from home,” you answered.

“mom’s house or dad’s house?” he asked.

“dad’s…” you answered nervously. your mom’s house was much closer to where your brother was going to uni at. however, per court order, it was your dad’s weekend to have you so you were driving back to his place.

“ynnnnn!” your brother complained loudly. “no way, you’re a four hour drive from here. i’ll call someone to see if they can help you alright? just hang tight. don’t go anywhere.”

“where would i possibly go, dumbass?” you deadpanned.

“fair point,” and then you heard the three beeps of him hanging up. you sighed as an alert flashed across your screen.

LOW BATTERY

10% REMAINING

you closed your eyes as a stress induced migraine began to settle between the temples of your skull, deep in the frontal lobe of your brain as you waited. and waited. and waited. finally after what felt like eternities, but was really only ten minutes, your phone rang again. when you picked it up, your brother immediately began speaking. “ron’s on his way.”

“nevermind i’ll walk,” you told him.

“oh you’re being a big baby. i told you not to fuck my best friend,” he spoke, and of course the service allowed that sentence to come out clear as day.

“i didn’t fuck him you jerk, i was in love with him! but i didn’t know that he was just as much of an asshole as you are,” you didn’t let your brother speak again as you hung up the phone, letting out an exaggerated scream as you threw it into the passenger seat and flung your head back against your seat, trying to hold in your emotions at the prospect of seeing your ex boyfriend for the first time since you broke up eight months ago.

~~

two hours later, there was a knock on your car window. you rolled it down and came face to face with a long-haired redhead with piercing blue eyes that just happened to be your ex boyfriend. “hey peach,” he smiled, and you nearly melted. “y’brother said you needed help. go on, pop the hood then,” you leaned forward and did what he said, allowing him to walk to the front of your jeep and prop the hood up. “come on out here, peach. wanna show you something.” you sighed loudly as you slid from the driver's seat of the car and walked to meet ron at the front of your car.

he handed you the flashlight and you held it for him as he began to work on stuff. “see that here?” he pointed to a small knob and you nodded. “‘s the oil, sweetheart,” he pulled the stick out and showed you it. “got nothin’ in there, ‘s why the car stopped working. need an oil change. ‘f you woulda kept driving like that, engine would’ve exploded. we don’t want that do we peach?” you shook your head nervously and he shot you a smile. “only think i can do is call a tow truck and get it to my shop. i’ll fix it up there, yeah? i’ll give you a ride back home.”

“i…” you began nervously and he tilted his head to gaze quizzically at you. your heart fluttered as you averted your gaze to avoid eye contact. you felt ron’s fingers gently grip your chin, forcing you to look at him and your breath caught in your throat.

“what is it, peach?” he hummed quietly.

“don’t have the money for a tow truck,” you bit your lip gently and he smiled before kissing your head.

“don’t you worry your pretty little head about that,” he ruffled your hair before walking to his car and grabbing his cell phone.

~~

it was now the early hours of the morning, 3:30am to be exact, and you were sitting in ron’s dimly lit garage as he worked on your car. he was under the hood and you were sat on the table next to the car with all the tools, handing him whatever he asked for. it felt like old times. you really did miss sitting in ron’s garage with him as he worked on his cars. at some point, he had pulled off his t-shirt in an attempt to escape the july heat.

he kept pushing his hair from his eyes as he worked under the hood of your jeep and you slowly slid from the table you went over to him, pulling the hairtie from your wrist and gently combing your fingers through his long hair, and pulling it into the hairtie in a small manbun at the back of his head. “thanks peach,” he murmured softly.

“welcome,” you hummed back as you took your place back on the tool table. you let our a soft sigh as you rested your elbow on you knee, placing your chin in your hand as you waited for ron to be finished with your car. the longer you watched ron work, the more apparent the arousal between your legs became. his hair was messily pulled back into a manbun through use of your hairtie, his brows furrowed in concentration and his bottom lip tucked between his teeth as sweat dripped down the side of his face.

suddenly, ron was standing in between your legs and reaching behind you to the wall with all his tools. your breath hitched in your throat as you inhaled his scent. “sorry peach. needed the wrench,” he breathed as he slowly pulled away from you, holding up the aforementioned tool.

“oh uh… s-sorry,” you stuttered as you blinked hard, holding back a whimper that begged to release itself from the depths of your throat. you fought the urge to squeeze your thighs together, as ron was now standing in between them. shirtless, sweat dripping down his toned chest and abdomen. you looked up and realized exactly how close you were. one wrong move and your lips would be pressed together in a butterfly-inducing kiss.

“what’s got you all distracted, hmm?” you felt his breath fanning across your lips as he tilted his head to gaze at you. you didn’t say anything, but your eyes betrayed you. for they quickly flicked down to his lips before following suit down the rest of his body, following the dribble of sweat down his neck, between his pectorals, down his chiseled abdomen, and all the way untill it disappeared behind his dirty jeans, before you finally looked back up at his eyes. ron smirked as a chuckle left his lips. “me?” he asked. “i got you all flustered, hmm? you feeling it in your little tummy baby?” his smirk widened as a whimper escaped your lips. “i bet if i pulled back your pretty panties, your little cunt would be dripping for me,” he mumbled huskily in your ear.

“ronnie…” you whined.

“christ peach, eight months and you’re still nothing but a dumb little slut f’me,” he mocked. “s’pathetic, really.”

“please…” you begged softly.

“what do you want, hmm? wanna hear you say it,” he demanded.

“want you ron please. want your cock. wanna feel good please make me feel good,” you tugged at his belt loops, attempting to grind your cunt against his leg.

“yeah baby? want me to fuck you till you go all stupid? make you cum untill you physically can’t anymore? gonna stretch your little cunt over my cock untill you can’t think anymore baby. make you so stupid with my big cock. gonna make you feel me for days,” he promised, causing a wanton moan to escape your lips.

“please ronnie. haven’t felt good in so long,” you pouted up at him.

“yeah? no one’s ever been able to make your cunt feel as good as i did, isn’t that right princess?” you nodded, practically salivating at the prospect of finally getting to fuck your ex boyfriend, the best cock you’ve ever felt, after eight months. you spread your legs wider and tugged him even closer.

“fuck me ronnie. make me forget my name,” his hand wrapped around your throat as he pushed you back on the table.

“what’s my name, slut?” he raised a brow.

“daddy,” you bit your lip softly as you looked up at him with wide eyes. he groaned loudly, squeezing harder as his free hand went to the hem of your shirt, which was actually one of his old ones, and tore it off your form, before he bent down and pressed your lips together in a searing kiss. you moaned into his mouth as you bucked your hips up to mean his, moaning as the rough material of his jeans created an amazing friction on your clit through the thin shorts you decided to wear.

“dirty little slut, can’t even wait for me to take off y’clothes,” he teased. “go on then. fuck yourself on my thigh like the desperate whore you are,” he growled. you wrapped your arms around his neck and continued to rock your hips on his thigh. he found great pleasure in watching you desperately hump his thigh. his hand wrapped around your throat again as you threw your head back in both frustration and pleasure.

“please just fuck me already daddy i need it,” you whined.

“take off your clothes then peach,” he smirked. you immediately did what he said, pulling off the rest of your clothes you stared up at him as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them, and his underwear, down just enough to free his cock. “you know how i like you, peach. what are you waiting for?” you scrambled to bend over the table and put your hands behind your back.

he gripped your wrists in his big hand before pushing his cock past your walls. he moaned as he felt your cunt stretching around him before setting a punishing pace. giving you no time to adjust to his big cock abusing your cervix. the only sounds that could be heard throughout the garage were skin slapping on skin, your loud and incessant moans, and the squelching of your cunt as ron fucked deeply into you. he gripped your hair and pulled you up untill your back was pressed against his chest. “that’s it. you take my cock like such a good little whore. gripping me so tight baby fuck,” he moaned loudly. “best cunt i’ve ever felt,” he growled into your ear as he bit down on your neck.

“daddy!” you moaned loudly.

“god shut the fuck up,” he growled. “sick of hearing your dumb baby mouth,” he shoved his fingers into your mouth, causing you to gag on them.

“cum,” you gargled around his fingers.

“yeah? wanna cum slut? go ahead. soak my cock, milk me dry like a good little cockwhore,” he growled as his free hand reached down to rub roughly against your clit. you moaned loudly as your body spasmed and your cunt clenched around his cock. you repeatedly moaned out ‘daddy’ as your knees became weak and the only thing that kept you up was ron’s strong arm around your waist. his pace didn’t let up as he continued to fuck you into oblivion and his fingers continued the incessant rolling of your clit.

“please daddy. please already came it hurts,” you whimpered.

“awh,” ron mocked a pout. “hurts baby?” you nodded as a whine escaped your lips. “that’s too bad, cus daddy hasn’t cum yet. and i’m not anywhere near finished with you. i’m gonna make sure you don’t ever dare get anywhere near another cock. gonna ruin you for anyone that isn’t me. do you understand me slut? your cunt is mine. you belong to me.” he grumbled lowly into your ear. you merely moaned in response. “i asked a question, slut,” he demanded as his thrusts slowed before he came to a complete stop.

you whined lowly as you tried to fuck youself back against him. “please,” you whimpered softly. “please…” you gasped as your eyes rolled back. he gripped your hair even harder then.

“tell me what you are. who you belong to,” ron demanded. his hips still didn’t move, and neither did his fingers on your clit as you continued trying to fuck yourself back on him. his hand roughly came down on your clit in a harsh slap. “tell me,” he demanded, slapping your clit again.

you whimpered softly. “g-good…” you babbled.

“try again,” he demanded, slapping your clit again.

you whined, squirming as your cunt clenched around him. “slut,” you whimpered. “dirty little slut. j-just a hole for you daddy,” you moaned as ron’s pace picked back up and he continued abusing your cervix with his cock.

“whose dirty little slut?” he asked.

“your’s. daddy’s dirty little slut,” you moaned as he continued to rub your clit.

“cum for me again peach,” he commanded and you blindly obeyed. your body twitched and spasmed as your cunt clenched around his cock.

“daddy… cum in me. please. wanna feel you. want your babies,” you whimpered.

“want daddy to fuck a baby into you, peach? breed your filthy little cunt?” he teased.

“yes please daddy,” you nodded.

“then cum with me peach,” he demanded. you moaned loudly as you felt ropes of his cum spilling into your overworked cunt. you squirmed and twitched as his fingers continued to rub against your clit. your cunt spasmed around his cock as your back arched away from his chest and you let out loud, incessant moans. you screamed loudly as your release squirted out of your cunt and all over his lower abdomen. he moaned as he continued to rub circles on your clit. “good little slut,” he whispered in your ear as he slowly pulled out.

you squirmed and whimpered as he pushed his cum back into your cunt with his fingers. he shushed you as you whimpered softly. “shh baby, just gotta keep it all inside, yeah? don’t wanna waste it,” you nodded and allowed him to push his cum back into you. he pulled your panties back up and pat your cunt gently.

you hummed deliriously as ron lifted you by your armpits. his cum seeped out of your abused hole, soaking the fabric of your panties as your body fell limp against him. “wan’ be yours again daddy,” you murmured deliriously into his neck.

“you always were peach. you always were,” he pat your bum softly as he walked you up to the bathroom where he began immense aftercare. cleaning you up and washing your hair. he brushed through your hair and put his shirt and a pair of his boxers on you before climbing into his bed with you, allowing you to snuggle close to his chest as he rubbed your back, slowly pulling you back from your degenerative headspace.

laying in ron’s bed again made you feel whole. it felt like you were back at home. with him back in your arms, you realized that this is what you’d been missing. whatever reason you and ron broke up had now surpassed your mind. and you fell into a peaceful sleep, wrapped in the arms of the man that you have always and will always love. the man you planned to spend the rest of your life with. you knew that when you woke in the morning, you would continue to make up for eight months of long time. you knew that this was just the beginning. after all, ron did promise that he was nowhere near finished with you.

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Hi!

I just finished binge reading “I can't hold it & I have nowhere to put it down” (it was absolutely stunning and I literally could not put it down) and I was wondering if you have any fic recs while I patiently wait for the next chapter? After finishing Greywaren and then this I can’t stop thinking about Pynch lol

(Also I love the way you write Ronan)

HI LOVE!! oh my god! I’m so glad you’ve been enjoying. :-) a binge read of a long fic is seriously one of life’s greatest pleasures…

& thank you for saying u like how I write Ronan!!!! God I’m obsessed with him. It’s an honor to think that I have good hands to hold him in <3

I’ll try to provide a bit of variety here - some of these I haven’t read in a min so check the tags & such to make sure they’re right for you!!

Here’s a great fic that is canon-divergent in terms of Ronan and Adam getting together earlier than TRK, Drive It Like You Stole It. It’s a Greywaren/Magician fic, basically just exploring Pynch’s shared relationship to Cabeswater, particularly in terms of Adam’s budding attraction to Ronan in conjunction with his connection to Cabeswater.

This one’s…? A little kinky? If that’s for you? Also a college AU. I tend to steer clear of AUs but I rly liked this one. It’s also part of a series that’s pretty damnnn good. Basically Ronan just getting everything he wants on his birthday, lmao. That does include Adam using a butt plug. You have been WARNED!! and the sirens go all night

You’ve gotta have a good TRK chapter 39 fic - and I love a persimmon. So good.

Here’s a pre-relationship AMPED UP/slightly resolved sexual tension Pynch fic, also slightly canon-divergent placed within BLLB. It’s just… oh my god. In-character and a great Adam fic. spinning gotten strange

I’ve recced this one before but if you haven’t read it. My fuckjng god. This is my FAVORITE pynch fic of all time : TWO OF MF CUPS. also a lil canon divergent (didn’t realise I liked that so much????) in which Ronan confides in Gansey, Adam confides in Blue, and these sons of bitches figure their shit out in the BEST possible way. Like. Great Gangsey. Great characterisation. BEST EVER SEXUAL TENSION. You HAVE to read this if you haven’t.