#[ okay this got long as fuck im so sorry t_t ]

[istherewifiinhell]

time for nightshade clips

[VD: Transformers Earthspark clip of the Malto's (The human father, 2 human kids and two bot kids), Bumblebee and Optimus meeting the three new terran transformers (each unique in size and shape, but still in their protoforms, which have more nondescript soft shaped details, in white, metal grey, and glowing blue).

full transcribe below

The Malto's emerging from a collasped cave. Bee walks over them, kneeling, reaching out: Oh thank Primus your alright.

Mo Malto (the human daughter), clinging to her Dad's (Alex) side: Mr. Optimus, we... we lost the emberstone.

Optimus makes a sorrowful expression, Bee nods in understanding. They both gasp as the three new terrans pop out from under the cave's rubble.

Optimus, joyful: But look at all you've gained!

Bee: More terrans!

Optimus goes on one knee to be at better height to greet them: Welcome, young ones. I am Optimus Prime. It warms my spark to meet you. What are you're names?

The terrans all look at each other and shrug.

Robby Malto (the human son) looks to the flashing cyber sleeve on his hand: She's... Hashtag!

The largest of the terrans crouches in front of him, excitedly. She has a visor: [Gasp] You're right! Oh, I didn't have a word for my name, just a feeling!

The shortest and chunkiest of the terrans gestures nervously with his hands: Well, what am I called?

Mo, gasping, walking forward: His name is Jawbreaker! (She takes on of his fingers in both her hands) My favourite candy! 

Jawbreaker, softly squelling: Really?!

The remaining terran, tall and narrow, bows theactrically: And I am Nightshade! It is a delight and a surprise to mean you all!

Alex, solemnly: Not all of us, [picking up a name tag reading "Malto"] Mandroid still has Dottie.

All four of his children come in to hug him. Jawbreaker, looks around, upset and clutches his head: [Noise of upset] How do we make the bad feelings go away?

Roddy: We have to save Mom and Megatron.

Twitch Malto (bot daughter), shaking her head: Mandroid is no joke. We barely escaped last time we met him, (nervous gesture, upset tone) and only because... Mom saved us.

Nightshade steps forward: We don't know this "Mom"... [Places a hand to their chest] but we feel your love for her burning through our hearts.

Hashtag, steps forward and points to her chest with a thumb: We want to help!

Jawbreaker, stepping forward, timid: If you'll let us?

All the Malto's smile, touched. Mo runs forward and jumps into Jawbreaker's hands. He catches her and brings her up to hug.

Mo, resting her cheek and hand on his chest plate, looking up: Thank you.

END]

[hyuk4sbf]

im so glad you’re back!!! i asked this before but can you please write dry humping w/ beomgyu <3

hi!!!!! tysm sorry this took me so long writing is hard >< hope u like it i got a lil carried away w it so hopefully that makes it worth the wait im so sorry again LOL

>nsfw!!!! obvi ฅ/ᐠ. ̫ .ᐟ\ฅ

>word count: 1.6k

>sub!beomgyu x gn!reader

*wrote and edited on phone lmk if theres any mistakes idk T_T

“baby,” beomgyu breathes against your mouth, “baby, i think we should stop.”

you pull away, hands still on the nape of his neck as you eye him with concern. his chest heaves, pupils dilated as his eyes practically memorise every feature to your face.

you’re perched in his lap, lips kiss-swollen, eyes hazy and thighs soft in the palms of his hands. you tilt your head at him, and it makes his throat a little drier.

“sorry, are you okay?” you question, a simmering of guilt beginning to rise in your stomach. you might’ve pushed him too far? you hope not. he swallows, blinking heavily.

“it’s okay, m’okay,” beomgyu tells you, yet he still sounds like he’s had the breath punched out of him. you try to smile a little to reassure him, your hand coming up to cup his cheek.

“we don’t have to keep going but can you tell me what happened?”

beomgyu sputters a little, his ears tinting a pretty red, and he leans his head further into your palm embarrassedly. you thumb over his cheek with a pretty little chuckle.

“i… i don’t know.” he tells you. he watches your expression change, disbelief clear as day. you prod his side a little just to see him jolt and squirm, pout now evident on your mouth.

“don’t lie, beoms,” you whine at him, “tell me what’s wrong so i can fix it.”

he scrunches his face a little, and that’s when you finally feel it. he knows you do, and he does anything to move his hips away from your own. he’s hard.

“oh,” you simply say, and watch as his hands come up to cover his face that flares an alarming red.

“m’sorry,” he babbles, “m’so sorry i didn’t mean to.”

you feel heat in the face, a warmth swirling your stomach as you watch him practically pant for forgiveness. you purse your lips at the shiver that threatens to take over your body. he got hard just from kissing you, your brain continues to alarm you as if hitting you with neon lights. your heart thumps a little louder in your chest, you wonder if beomgyu would be able to hear it if he listened close enough. however, the shy heat you feel radiating from your boyfriend makes you realise perhaps his heart is too loud in his ears to hear anything else.

your mind made up, you gently coax his hands away from his face, the little smile on your lips doing nothing to stop the swoop in beomgyu’s tummy. fuck, you’re so pretty. he feels the sweat that clams his hands, an inner voice chastising him for how pathetic he must look. you haven’t done anything but kiss him, how embarrassing.

but you just continue to shyly smile at him, much like he’s just put the stars in the sky for you rather than get an unwarranted boner for you in his lap. fuck, you’re still in his lap. your hands still hold his, keeping them away from his face. he feels hot all over again.

“it’s okay, baby,” you coo. “i can help.”

i can help. i can help. i can help.

he exhales shakily, throat bobbing as he swallows away how dry it feels. his eyes are caught with yours, flickering between your eyes and your mouth. he really needs to kiss you again, his thoughtful, beautiful lover. the urge falls off his tongue in a needy breath of, “please.”

you coo again, eyes sparkling as you cup his face and lean in to press your lips against his. you press yourself closer to him, shuffling your hips forward.

his reaction is immediate, a hand reaching for one of your thighs. the other curls around the small of your back as he openly whimpers into your mouth. he grasps at you like he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he lets go, pulls you as close as he physically can. you distantly think about what his fingerprints would look like as bruises on your skin.

“do you want it just like this? hm?” you question as you pull away just a tad, “can’t even get my clothes off me, you’re that desperate for anything?” it’s teasing, condescending and you know it, but the way his eyes flutter and he nods obediently gives you enough incentive to keep going. you giggle and pair it with the rough roll of your hips down against his.

at this, beomgyu jolts with a deep moan, so pretty as it catches on a breath, and he starts to chase the friction. his hips move of their own accord, rutting up against you in an desperate pace. you’re more than happy to meet him halfway.

“come on, baby. that’s it.” you lean to whisper against the shell of his ear, “such a good boy.”

he almost can’t breathe through the flame of arousal and pleasure that lick up his spine in thick, hot waves, mixing together in excruciating and intoxicating measures. you feel so good, your skin so soft under his palms, your hot breath wet against his ear, the weight of you on his clothed cock. he does his best to memorise every detail, but the foggy haze of lust proves it a challenge.

“feel so good under me like this,” you tell him, “so big, you’d feel so good inside me, hm? would you fuck me just right? make me feel good too?” the filth spills out of your mouth before you can really stop it. you want to be unsure of where the confidence came from that you could say such things, but nothing’s more reassuring of its origins than the way beomgyu eagerly nods along to every word.

“yes. yes. please, want you to feel good, too. please, baby. wanna make you cum so bad.” he pleads, practically begging as his hand on your back guides you to hump a little harder into him.

you hum, satisfied with his answer and a little gasp catches in your throat at the sudden eagerness he has to grind directly into your own sex. your hands fall to his tummy, and you take the opportunity to slip up his shirt, fingers exploring every sliver of skin that gets exposed to you the higher you hike upwards. you practically leave flames in your wake, his breaths so loud and shaky, skin so hot and slicking up with a sheen of sweat under your touch.

“so cute,” you giggle and you can’t help but to ask, “been thinking about this?”

the boy pants, “all the— ah!… time. think about you coming on my tongue all the time. ah fuck, fuck! you’re so pretty.”

you whimper against his ear, “maybe if you cum for me like this, i’ll let you taste me. think you can do it, beomie?” you reach his chest, and your fingers roll his nipples between them, and somehow he humps into you with a more desperate intent. and god fuck, he whines, louder than he had been, body trembling under yours and hands grasping at your shirt for dear life.

“yes, p…please. i think m’close. please…”

“what is it, honey? what do you need?”

“kiss me. fuck, please kiss me. m’gonna cum.”

your heart thrums in your ears, and you’re quick to oblige, lips smashing against his own in a mess of tongue and teeth.

beomgyu gasps into your mouth, his body seizing, thighs trembling underneath you, and you moan in response at the realisation of the mess he’s making in his pants. his eyes scrunching closed at the pleasure that takes hold of his body, and you keep your hips moving to guide him through it.

your hands push his hair out of his face, your ministrations falling to a complete halt as you start to coax him down from his high. he looks so dazed, but satiated.

your expression easily mirrors his own when his lips stretch into a big, dopey smile at you. “god, you are so hot.”

you playfully land a smack to his arm, and bury your head in his neck as the embarrassment of all you had said starts to set in. his skin is damp and sticky, but you try to hide regardless.

“i’m serious!” he exclaims, “i don’t think i’ve ever cum that hard in my life.”

you mumble, “you are so bad at this aftercare stuff.”

you feel his chest vibrate as he laughs, hearty and so himself it makes it hard to believe you had him so pliant just minutes before. the thought hitting you, the close memory of it makes you a little squirmy. he clicks his tongue.

“it’s not aftercare if it’s not over, is it?”

you move from his neck, going to question what he means. the words hitch in your throat as he catches you off guard and uses little to no strength to flip your position. your back hits the mattress with an ‘oomph!’ and you stare up at him wide-eyed.

he grins, toothy and beaming as he leans down to press kisses to the corner of your mouth that hangs agape in surprise. he trails downwards, underneath your jawline and your hands abruptly grasp at his shoulders. your chest heaves a shaky breath.

then, he pulls away, and shifts himself down the bed.

“what are you doing?”

he nudges your shirt up with his hands, and pushes your legs until he can fit between them. there’s a kiss on your tummy, and then a fiddling at the waistband of your pants. beomgyu smiles up at you, eyes sparkling happily as he waits for your permission.

“you said i could taste you.”

[galos-writing]

hey, y'all, uh sorry for my absence but i was so damn busy with uni im sorry T_T i had completed a request i received a long time ago but i accidentally deleted the message, fortunately i copied n pasted the request above the ff itself, so for whoever asked it to me, im so sorryyy and i hope the ff arrives to you Q-Q enjoyyy

Request: Hi! May I ask for Arthur Fleck x gn (*gender neutral) reader where the reader has green eyes and how would he react? Thank you!

You were standing right in front of a vast apartment block completely dumbfounded, you couldn’t believe such a majestic building could erect in a trashcan of a city like Gotham. Indeed, the poor lifestyle was mirrored by the appearance of what would become your new home: broken windows, a neglected shared yard full of trash bags, roaches and sewer rats, and the paint outside grayed or even consumed in some spots. 

You made a face at the view, but it was all you could afford at the moment: you would have surely moved as soon as you would have found a job with a good salary. However, the luggage you were holding reminded you that you weren’t living somewhere better than this. You could almost dare to say your new home would be a mansion if compared to your parents’ house; even the rudest flatmate would be nicer than the ones who were supposed to love and support you no matter what, but that instead kicked you out, not even letting you collect all of your stuff. ‘Just your clothes’, they said, ‘and then get the fuck out.’. 

Their words were carved in your memory and will probably be forever, you took a deep breath to hold back tears. 

You were so deep in your thoughts that you didn’t hear the taxi driver behind you, until he honked, startling you. You turned to him, he was visibly pissed, angrily smoking his cigarette butt and then throwing it at your feet, not even putting it out. 

“Ya deaf, pal?! I fuckin’ said it’s 50 bucks! Ya gon’ pay me or not?”, he shouted at you, sticking his hand full of rings out towards you, expecting his money on his callous palm. You turned pale at how angry he was and quickly pulled out your wallet to give him his money. 

Your anxiety turned into full panic when you saw your wallet was completely empty. Fuck. You were sure your brat of a little brother stole all your money, oh how you wish you were still at your home to strangle him. 

“So?”, the taxi driver insisted, pressing on the accelerator to increase the price according to the taximeter. His judgmental beady eyes were scanning you while you started emptying your backpack, in a desperate attempt of finding a single cent in the bottom of it. Nothing, just old stuff, some comic book and clothes. You let out a defeated sigh that made him visibly angrier, and your lips quivered as you opened your mouth to speak the only words he was hoping not to hear. 

“I’m sorry, sir, I don’t…”

You got cut by a bony and shaky hand extending next to you, handing some banknotes at the taxi driver, who smirked and snatched them from it.

“H…Here…”, a thin male voice shyly stuttered before the money had been literally ripped off his hand. The driver filled his thumb with his gross saliva to start counting the bills, and when he was over he just left in a hurry, not saying a word. 

You were at a loss for words due to everything that happened so quickly, but you managed to snap out of your trance and looked at the guy who just saved you from an unpleasant situation. 

You were stunned when you saw the appearance of your saviour: a short and slender man who was still standing next to you, his arm was still extended and his eyes were wide open, staring off into space. He seemed to be in his mid-forties but you weren’t sure.

He flinched when you touched his shoulder, and slowly turned his head towards you. His eyes looked so sweet, but they were now so wide, still in shock at what just happened. 

“Hey…”, you softly called him, trying to calm him down by awkwardly stroking his shoulder. “A-Are you okay? I’m so sorry you had to get through this, really… I’m willing to give you back your money, for sure, sir.”, you kept telling him, your tone was soft to sooth him, and you sketched an embarrassed smile when he looked at you. He first babbled some letters, as if he was starting the engine of his brain to reconnect and formulate a correct sentence, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. His gaze soon flustered you, making you look away. 

“Well, then… It's been a true pleasure to meet you. Thank you again, sir.”, you politely saluted, grabbing your bags and walking to the entrance of the condo where the landlord was waiting for you. 

As weeks passed by, some threatening letters from your father didn’t manage to break the new cocoon of comfort you built up all for yourself. You were so proud of your job of house decorating that you couldn’t resist but invite some friends over. What an idiot you felt by seeing your fridge was empty, how were you supposed to have guests over with no food in the house? 

You found yourself forced to go emergency grocery shopping the day before their arrival. As you were walking to the grocery store, you had the crippling feeling of being observed, but the thing didn’t scare you too much: lots of people in Gotham were weirdos, or just envious bored fellas who enjoyed watching others to judge them without a reason. When you arrived at the cashier to pay for your stuff, your eyes met a familiar face: the nice nervous man who paid for your taxi! You instinctively smiled and poked his shoulder to catch his attention. When he turned around towards you, his cheeks turned a deep red as you joyfully waved at him. 

“We haven’t talked much since you helped me that day, huh?”, you giggled, holding your bag of groceries as you were walking out of the store, followed by Arthur. He didn’t respond, he was too flustered to speak. You turned to him, tilting your head, your face showed concern. For a moment, you decided to ignore your worry and resumed smiling, extending your hand at him.

“I’m (Y/N), by the way. (Y/N) (L/N). We didn’t manage to introduce each other. It’s a pleasure to know you. We do live in the same condo, right?”, you happily asked, patiently waiting for the man to shake your hand. But he didn’t. 

“I-I’m Arthur, Arthur Fleck… nice to know you too…”, he shyly murmured after a few seconds, trying to avoid eye contact. You worriedly looked at him again.

“Hey… are you okay? Did… did I say something that offended you?”, you asked, trying to approach him, but he stepped back. 

“I have something to confess to you. I, uhm… I followed you… like, stalked you for a while. It’s better you immediately know, I don’t want you to find it out by yourself and get even more scared…”, he admitted, making your face turn pale; that explained your feeling of being observed all the time. 

“... why?”, you just asked, feeling numb. You were confused, that man seemed so kind, silent and polite during condo reunions, you couldn’t believe someone like him could do something like that. But you appreciated his honesty, despite the fact you were definitely creeped out by him. 

“I… just wanted to make sure you were real. And, y’know, not just some… some kind of delusion.”, he bluntly answered, as his face turned even redder. “It’s just that…”, he kept saying, “ … you quite… caught my attention, not gonna lie. You feel like a fresh breeze in this trash-stuffed pit.”. 

His words hit you like a hammer, those were the first kind words someone outside your friends group had told you in weeks. Your eyes filled in tears, but you firstly refused to let them out, giggling. 

“I… I don’t know what to say… Just… Thank you so much, Arthur. I’m glad you’re my neighbor. You’re the kindest man I’ve ever met in a long time.”, you told him, touching his shoulder. Your words made him blush even more, but this time a relaxed and genuinely joyful smile appeared on his thin and scarred lips. 

“Why did you come to live here, though…? You’re so pure and joyful, your kindness doesn’t belong here…”, he asked, blushing a bit. His question upset you more than you wanted to admit.

“... my parents kicked me out because I refused to work for their shitty business. I wanted to escape that narcissistic and toxic environment to start all over again. And for now living here is all I can afford.”, you gloomingly explained. 

He got silent, nodding a bit. His silence made your anxiety grow more than when you announced to your father you had no intention to work for his company. 

Arthur noticed you were observing him, and stopped nodding. “ …what?”, he asked.

“What?? Aren’t you gonna say nothing?!”, you asked back, in full panic.

“What do you expect me to say? (Y/N), if there’s something I learned by living in this world is that insecure people will insult everything outside their range of comprehension. But believe me, it’s not worth your tears until you’re happy. That’s life.”, he just said, taken by a moment of confidence, he felt oddly comfortable by speaking so openly to you, for once he didn’t feel unfitting or out of line, he felt heard and he knew his words could be helpful to someone he cared for that was struggling.

“And, in all honesty, I wouldn’t be taken by surprise by your family situation, yet�� by, uh…”, he kept going, struggling a bit to say what he was thinking of, but just by looking at you, he suddenly found the courage. He was feeling good by spilling all that out right now, and wanted that wellness to keep going. 

“Yet by the fact yours are the most beautiful green eyes I’ve ever seen.”, he suddenly blurted out, making you heavily blush. You looked at him, you could see his wave of confidence disappear to make him blush as well, so much he had to pull on the collar of his shirt. 

After some awkward second of silence, you smiled. “Do you mind if we… get back home together?”, you asked. Your proposition took him by surprise this time, making him slowly nod. The two of you walked back to the condo, in complete silence, drowning in fluster, but so happy you had met each other at that moment.

Tags: @darknessisafriend @werewolf-and-go-wild @indieblair @pursuit-of-comedy @ajokeformur-ray @fly-like-a-phoenix @five-miles-over @hebimoonlightwrites @jokerflecker @callmejokerr

[sammyluvr]

HEY BABY IM SENDING IN MULTIPLE FOR THE CHARACTER ASK GAME :D

2, 8, 15, 21, and 24 for sammy

4, 12, 18, and 25 for spencer reid! or if not emily prentiss :))

(also fun fact ive never finished criminal minds LOL i got to the point where derek left and i stopped watching it, i should probably finish it though)

ughh i love you so much and i hope you have a good day!!

YAHOOO HEHEHEHE sorry this post is so very long LOL

character ask game !

SAMMY ! 2. favorite canon thing about this character? .... everything maybe ???? omg how do i choose i love everything about him uhhhhh . he's awkward and so so sweet <3 he learned sign language for eileen, he has beautiful hair, he's sassy, he's a gentle giant, he wants so badly to be good but doesn't think he is T_T and on and on and on and on because everything about him is my favorite

8. what's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise? oh my fucking god do NOT get me started LMAO . blaming him for things he didn't do/couldn't control (usually because dean blames him for it). ignoring how queer coded he is / calling him the straightest character (often in a destiel context). just consistently and aggravatingly misinterpreting / misunderstanding his character and hating on him for their bad and unintelligent takes on him! i could go into lots of detail about that but i won't because then this will be a rant post that will make me so angry :D el oh el

15. what's your favorite ship for this character? (doesn't matter if it's canon or not.) i think samjess heh i'm basic but i'm a huge sucker for them. and definitely definitely saileen!

21. if you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? what's something you don't like? hehehe hmmm i don't have a singular favorite thing, but i love making him call reader "honey." i adore giving him softness and care and so much love and a goddamn break! in general i love writing hurt/comfort with him as well <3 and i love describing his emotions and exploring how i interpret his character through that. as for dislikes i'm not too sure hmm

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them? i haven't really watched much since i started spn so i haven't really been watching anything and been like omg! that person reminds me of sam! but i totally see the sam and spence parallels (super smart, autistic coded, younger brother vibes, tall, sweet and awkward etc)!

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SPENCER & EMILY ! (doing both because i adore em too much not to lol) 4. if you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in? spence : huh i've never thought of this before uhhh i'd put him in a studio ghibli film! so he can be the sweet main character but end up with a lovely, poetic, simple life instead of being constantly traumatized by one thing or another LOL i just think he'd make the cutest studio ghibli love interest?? emily : anything with lesbians so she can kiss girls :D HAHAHA or i'd put them all in supernatural for a spn x cm crossover !!! i think that would be way too fun ugh. wanna see her as a vampire also.

12. what's a headcanon you have for this character? spence : he dislikes overhead lighting! it's the autism :] emily : she's lesbian but that's canon to me RAHHH um. that she prefers to listen to music in different languages and really likes finding obscure artists! (but still has her favorite emo grunge stuff that she listened to in middle/high school heh)

18. how about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire? spence : him and garcia!! i really really really adore their friendship so so very much <3 and him in luke in later seasons! emily : heh. jemily ??? lesbians ??? okay but i really love her and garcia as well i just love penny so so much

25. what was your first impression of this character? how about now?spence : thought he was very very cute and endearing! i still think that way, but i also love having a more informed and nuance view of him after so many seasons and developments to his character. emily : i thought she was really interesting! i was intrigued by her character and the way she was very forward and didn't back down when there was a misunderstanding about her transfer to the unit. love that she stood up for herself! and wow she's so pretty (didn't know i was gay yet) now it's just RAHHH LESBIANISMMM (i adore everything about her character and again, i just love knowing her better and seeing all sides of her)

[strawbhat]

30-09-24

I HAVENT WRITTEN IN SO LONG IM SO SORRY!!!! IVE BEEN SO SLEEPY T_T. lemme give u the week recap

thursday I didn't do a single thing. well that's a lie i went to my neighbours a little bit! i escorted her from the train station bc it was raining like CRAZZYYY and she didnt have an umbrella. but she got me a boo basket!! its a little thing she does every autumn but she made me one as a thanks for helping with moving!! it was sooo cute it had a blanket, like a glass stanley cup thing, loooots of chocolate and facemasks! shes so cute i almost cried for real. also we watched a little of attack on titan but then i went to bed.

friday i had college. i cant really remember ow it went i think i dissociated the whole time, but afterwards i had d&d! we finished the temple/dungeon and there was a HUUUGE boss fight! it was a wolf with antlers that was like the voice of the forest and omg it did this one attack that did 47 DAMAGE to everyone... i was scared for my life. but we won! and after that i had a SECOND dnd session with the server i joined... which wasnt that good. the dm was super nice! but the players were very uh.. meh. maybe i was just super sleepy and pissed off!

saturday... was rough. my friend moved so i woke up at like 8am (horrific for a day off) and helped her move for what like 14 hours straight? i thought i was going to die. but she bought me pasta afterwards! my legs are still killing me... i stayed at her new place afterwards too and its so nice!! i'm so happy for her that she finally has somewhere actually liveable ugh.

sunday we went 2 ikea!! another early morning (kms) but i had a nice time spending time w my friend :3 i got a desk chair and loads of cute little decor for the cats! I GOT THEM A TENT!!! SO CUTE! but yes i spent wayyy too much money and when i got home i got mylaptop out to type this and passed out instantly...

today was rough. seriously did not want to go to college. i toldmy mum about the mindfullness guy being weird and she got me out of his session today!! yay! im surprised i even went in TBH. its a miracle! i had a super rough time though, like mute all day. i felt so rude but also stop speaking to me I BEGGGG just leaf me alone T_T adhd 16 yr olds are so fucking loud. AND THEYRE ALL MOUTHBREATHERS omfg i couldve killed someone for real. but i got through it!

on the taxi home my driver was being very antivaxx nd i could not stya quiet like usual (too sleepy to keep it in) so i feel bad. but he was being a weirdo.

and then i napped when i got home! willow stayed curled up with me for like 4 hrs it was sooo cute!! nad then i had d&d again!! srsly the best session ever it was just us concluding the like temple arc! we learned sm world lore and riley got a cool blessing and we got cool items! and got so much gold! and came up with a super sick team name (the Buckanéires). and they learned rodri isnt dead! okay nerd time over. i need to go to sleep so fucking bad .

love u sooo much my sweet little princesses!

song of the day... i didn't listen to any music gimme a second

The River by Daisy Jones & The Six

[tokitoooth]

hello!! i loved your beach hcs they were so cute T_T can i req a jealous 2D fic?? tysm if you decide to do it! have a good day / night <3 ^_^

yes yes yes i can do that!! i'm sorry this took so long to make lol

i also decided to use 'you' rather than 'y/n' terms to try something new so everyone let me know what you prefer <3

this is rather short and doesn't end on a good note so im debating writing a part 2 :)

TW: Yelling mentions/verbal fight.

-Jealousy-

2D rarely got jealous, or rather rarely showed his jealousy. He is an extremely jealous man but he chooses to keep his jealousy inside to the best of his abilities.

He had always been okay with you having friends and spending time with them, but recently you have been spending so much time with them he rarely gets to see his significant other. The final breaking point of his jealousy was when you had began to talk about one of your friends more than usual.

The singer never had any problem with his partner ranting about the things they like, but when all they began to talk about is other people he started to get more noticeably upset.

2D had began to grow distant from you, feeling as though you didn't want him. Everyone had noticed this except you, which ate 2D alive.

You had only began to notice something was wrong when your boyfriend had not come out of his room in a while. You immediately asked the singer what was wrong to which he responded with a cold, empty stare. You knew you had fucked up.

You immediately began to apologize and hold him. He didn't give in, instead he had pushed you away. Your countless apologies didn't break him down in tears and apologies back. It broke him down into a fit of mindless rage. You had never seen 2D yell.

You had ran out of the room as quickly as you could and locked yourself in the nearest bathroom to you. You never looked behind you, but you could hear 2D's footsteps and pleads for you to come back. Your boyfriend was standing outside of the bathroom while sobbing numerous apologies.

"Y/N, Luv, please I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

You didn't respond. All you could do was cry, you had cried until your eyes had become too tired to stay open and you drifted off to sleep.

2D never left, he curled up next to the bathroom door and continued to whisper apologies. He didn't know if the apologies were to calm you or himself down. He cried himself to sleep outside of the bathroom door, without you in his arms.

[janiedean]

I know it's been a long time, but do you plan on writing Sandor's pov of the Heart Thing series? I'm poor, so I won't commission the fic, but I wanted to at least know how you think he'd deal with it (ex, would he hide and try to ignore it, would he try to be a better person, whisper almost-kind words to it when Sansa is sad?)

hey anon, first of all thank you so much for the kind words and please no need to commission anything like I'm just glad people still remember it T_T

that said with answers for both your questions:

yes I do plan on writing that but when it happens is... up in the air because meh like I'm trying to not sound whiny about it but if it wasn't clear from my less than stellar production lately my mental health has been completely down the drain lately and as it is rn I'm finding it extremely hard to put words together unless I have an extremely hard deadline and as it is I'm trying to finish a bunch of comms that I started but I'm like really struggling with liking anything that I write so tldr: yes but it could be three months from now and it could be next year, sure af I hope it's sooner rather than later because I really don't relish any of this but eh T_T

how he'd deal with having it: first time it happens (which would be after they get together which like.. he can't actually deny it's A Thing yknow she got his so) he thinks he someone went on a bender and forgot even if he tried to cut down on the drinking and then he's like oh god nope it's really here what the fuck and immediately gives it back to her like IM NOT WORTHY HERE, she's like yeah okay sure but I don't think it's gonna end here (she's fine with it), the second time he gets it is when she's sad for some reason and she's not nearby so he has to take care of it and actually worry about it and he's like god what do I do and just keeps it close and tries to not make anyone notice, then it happens again when something bad happens to her and she's not immediately nearby and as you said he tries to tell it something nice which for his standards would be weird but it actually works because she actually feels better and then she's all smug when she tells him and he's like wait what are you fucking kidding me

and she's like sure I'm not :DDDDDDDD

so pattern he always gets it when she's sad or down or has dealt with crappy people and so on and at some point he just embraces it like yknow what I denied it for ages but it makes no sense that I should now oKAY FINE I'M NOT UNWORTHY OF THAT

sansa is just :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD for the entire next month and robb's like did you just propose her or what NOT THAT I'D SAY NO AND NOT LIKE SHE DOESN'T WANT IT sandor is like maaaybe that's uh for another time MAYBE

he probably springs the maaaybe weee should make it official thing not long later tho

robb is just extremely happy of how he matchmade half of this union XD

ngl there were things I wanted to do in that verse including the throbb fic and sansa meeting brienne like you were my role model too but eh as stated at this point I'll be just glad if I manage to finish my commission backlog and/or literally anything that won't feel like crap after five lines so i can't guarantee it's happening at any point soon, sorry anon T_T

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

Holy fuck Asmi you're so sweet I will cry T_T

I've had my fair share of gripes with the Indian system and god knows I have spent a lot of time criticising it, but it's still the same system we're all in. And we're all pretty screwed because of it.

You give me hope though. You and so many other people. Did you know that I have just as many queer friends IRL as I do online? When I was dealing with my own lack of heterosexuality, so to speak, I was almost certain I'd be isolated. The odds were against me. They're against all of us grappling with our identities. But I've got gnc and trans friends, and a hell of a lot of non-het friends.

I'm so sorry that you've been bullied and excluded. I hope that you'll give this new place a shot. Moreover, big cities tend to have queer communities that might help you. Regardless of your mental health.

I'm sorry this is so long, it's my way of saying thank you for that beautiful post. I'm going to go crush the boards.

Love you asmi <3

I LOVE YOU TOO ANON MAGGOT I LOVE YOU I'M SORRY THAT THE CHEM BOARDS GOT CANCELLED I SWEAR I WAS NOT INVOLVED IN THAT.

IM SO GLAD YOU HAVE QUEER FRIENDS IRL!! IT'S SO IMPORTANT TO HAVE A COMMUNITY ESPECIALLY SOMEWHERE LIKE INDIA WHERE WE DON'T SEE QUEERNESS IN EVERYDAY LIFE BEING NORMALISED AND ACCEPTED

I HOPE IM MAKING SENSE BUT JUST KNOW THAT YOU ARE ALL SO LOVED AND VALID OKAY? YES.

[just-some-random-blogger]

hello sexy brain!! your modern!daemon nonnie's here! first of all, i feel so special you gave me a name?? can i use it from now on? and i SCREAMED so loud when i saw part 2! god bless my poor bestie who listened to my outburst. what about this part. (i've just started reading and this parallelism with 'too used' in the first paragraph?? fuck how'd you know it's my fav thing in literature??) VISERYS AND AEMMA, i'm in love with them! you're genius for adding them! it feels so much more domestic and lovely and real?? like a real royal family, the complete image. ok i'm DONE. i've just read the whole thing and i'm done in every sense. i literally can't breath right now. it is breathtaking (sorry i needed to-). no but really. i'm mesmerized. my favourite plot (?) points: 1) royal family. as i've said, it feels so real. it completes the image so good. the sibling quarrels? i've never had a sibling but i felt. my heart's been broken as if i was the one viserys forbade to marry the love of my love. the daemon's inner conflict based on the relationships with the brother? hurts. the viserys' inner conflict based on the same damn thing? and 'He cannot do that to him.'? HURTS EVEN MORE. aemma is such a cutie i want to kiss her forehead. all this thing with 'I know you only want the approval of your brother' is SO good. you made his character so whole i can cry. and yesyes i've just seen that reply but a million of yes!! it's so daemon but in the modern setting!! again! you made his character so whole!! *kissing your sexy brain* 2) all this thing in the reader's office. okay. so. WHAT IS THIS?? it's so chaotic, so emotional, soso making me absolutely choke?? it's so fast in comparison with the previous events? and it's divinely good. like you're just chilling, reading an awesome fic and then ??? you wanna feel loved?? felt. you wanna crumble?? felt. you wanna feel numb because it is overwhelming?? yes bitch felt. (or maybe it's me feeling dizzy bc of the lack of the sleep) i felt so much reading it, you have no clue!! i believe this fidgety and nervousness of the reader before the meeting so much. it feels like, yes, it's the love of her long ass life she's finally going to have. but the ways she denies him?? divine. i'm amazed. like the continuation of her own inner conflict but the understanding of his and his family's problems out of the purest adoration? god bless your sexy brain, i love how you break my heart. the desperate daemon?? this happy puppy wiggling his tail in the beginning and the dragon it tears, probably frustrated and absolutely devoted to his 'mate' who's the only one to tame the beast in the ending? GORGEOUS. (i'm such a sucker for all this thing with 'taming the dragon' it's ridiculous. it may be toxic and unholy and wrong but it's my guilty pleasure) and how miserable he is when the reader denies him? (as the one who requested 'it takes two' i felt blessed. i'm still sorry for how it felt for you with the part 2) how he's so desperate to have the wife he had lost so much time ago? how he neither remember nor know about this magical connection but still the death related lines AND 'ever again' in the very end (this got me crying like a bitch and loosing my ability to breath)? ridiculously heartbreaking. and tears never tasted so good. you made all this bond not known but felt. and it's much better than describing it. you're so talented it hurts. !it's the first part bc tumblr doesn't let me send the whole thing!

MODERN!DAEMON NONNIE 😭😭😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖 HIIIIIIII YOU CAN 100% use it forever as long as you want to 💖

i have a really long love letter for you so here you go

You like me for real with the screaming. Praying for your bestie.

(i've just started reading and this parallelism with 'too used' in the first paragraph?? fuck how'd you know it's my fav thing in literature??)

im not sure what you mean by this T_T i mean i get the parallelism 🥴 did i even put parallelism in this part AHAHHAHAH ok i guess you mean people were too used to him running around and he's too used to running around T_T AHHAHAHAHAH is that what you mean? asdklha;lkshaslh whatever its fine if i dont get it all that matters is that you liked it HIHIHH

AND YES!!!! VISERYS AND AEMMA! I LOVE THEM TOO. genius move for real i think HAHA it's my rewrite for them minus the traumatic death of the queen because MODERN MEDICINE also FEMENISM. 😭😭😭 i'm so happy that you find them domestic and lovely and real. that's all i could ever want for them (aemma especially she was such a beautiful woman in the show and she was gutted [literally]) I really did want to add them to make that royal family image you're so smart for that im glad that even if everyone else doesnt get it, i now know you do 🫶🫶🫶

ok i'm DONE. i've just read the whole thing and i'm done in every sense. i literally can't breath right now. it is breathtaking (sorry i needed to-). no but really. i'm mesmerized.

so dramatic

i'm overjoyed i stole your breath. im keeping it in a jar and putting it on my desk. i can only hope to keep mesmerizing you and create things worthy of being deemed breathtaking by you

my favourite plot (?) points: 1) royal family. as i've said, it feels so real. it completes the image so good.

same. <3 we love a completed image.

the sibling quarrels? i've never had a sibling but i felt.

HAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAH lol you remind me of this post i saw that was telling off only child writers for writing sibling dynamics wrong HAHAHH (i tried looking for it and instead laughed at sibling memes for 5 minutes then called it quits) i mean im the 2 out of 4 so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i can only hope i know what im doing

my heart's been broken as if i was the one viserys forbade to marry the love of my love. the daemon's inner conflict based on the relationships with the brother? hurts.

HIHIHIHIHIHI IM SO GLAD YOU EMPATHIZED WITH DAEMON WITH HIS STRUGGLE. I am heavily fascinated by daemon's relationship and regard with his older brother, and so i really wanted to show how Daemon daemon is as in daemon who is not caring, cold, calculating, hot tempered and yet these things play into how much he actually cares, especially for his family.

the viserys' inner conflict based on the same damn thing? and 'He cannot do that to him.'? HURTS EVEN MORE.

same if daemon feels like that, viserys feels the same, if not a little different in his own way, as he is the heir, the king, and thus has learned to be more mature, or i guess, calmed about his emotions

aemma is such a cutie i want to kiss her forehead.

I LOVE AEMMA TOO SO MUCH IM WRITING FOR HER BECAUSE SHE DESERVES TO LIVE LONGER THAN 1 EPISODE MY GOSH

all this thing with 'I know you only want the approval of your brother' is SO good. you made his character so whole i can cry. and yesyes i've just seen that reply but a million of yes!! it's so daemon but in the modern setting!! again! you made his character so whole!! *kissing your sexy brain*

im glad you liked that line!!!! it is pretty cliche, but it hurts cos its true, i have felt that way more times than i can count, although not with my older brother🙄😐🤨 he can choke. its more on my parents and my grandma lol. And Im so happy that you think i made daemon so fleshed out T_T i will say i still imagine actual daemon like this, even outside the modern setting. i accept the brain kiss

2) all this thing in the reader's office. okay. so. WHAT IS THIS?? it's so chaotic, so emotional, soso making me absolutely choke?? it's so fast in comparison with the previous events? and it's divinely good.

like you're just chilling, reading an awesome fic and then ??? you wanna feel loved?? felt. you wanna crumble?? felt. you wanna feel numb because it is overwhelming?? yes bitch felt. (or maybe it's me feeling dizzy bc of the lack of the sleep)

FIRST OF ALL GO TO SLEEP

Second of all T_T i cannot tell you how my heart is soaring over the fact my fic made you feel these things. 😭😭😭😭😭😭 i am so honored and overjoyed to be hearing this

i felt so much reading it, you have no clue!! i believe this fidgety and nervousness of the reader before the meeting so much. it feels like, yes, it's the love of her long ass life she's finally going to have.

as someone who is fidgety and nervous irl, i thought it would be a good idea to add this to her personality, so that she seems more real ya know. i know first hand how it feels to be anxious about things so i just made her me AHHAAH. i mean i feel like anyone would be nervous i think after waiting 2k stinking years for their love my gosh.

but the ways she denies him?? divine. i'm amazed. like the continuation of her own inner conflict but the understanding of his and his family's problems out of the purest adoration? god bless your sexy brain, i love how you break my heart.

T_T HAHAAHHHA SHE DENIES HIM i mean ok ok ur right she did but also ??? not really??? ok she did but it was like not really denying him per se, its really more of what you said, understanding daemon's family problems. girl duh they were married before !!!! she knows these things. YES AND OUT OF PURE ADORATION SO REAL SO TRUE IM SO GLAD YOU CAUGHT ONTO THAT. and yes yes her inner conflict is still ongoing and will never end self vs self for the win

the desperate daemon?? this happy puppy wiggling his tail in the beginning and the dragon it tears, probably frustrated and absolutely devoted to his 'mate' who's the only one to tame the beast in the ending? GORGEOUS.

i love desperate!daemon too. i really like the it when animals are alluded to as well, like being called puppy and dragon and all. I really really enjoyed the devoted mate part as well!!!

(i'm such a sucker for all this thing with 'taming the dragon' it's ridiculous. it may be toxic and unholy and wrong but it's my guilty pleasure)

T_T WAIT IS THIS TOXIC I LOVE THIS TOO HOLD ON WHY IS IT TOXIC ASLHFLAHS is it because dragons are not meant to be tamed i- im so confused a;slfhalsfhas

and how miserable he is when the reader denies him? (as the one who requested 'it takes two' i felt blessed. i'm still sorry for how it felt for you with the part 2)

you a masochist huh, you love the pain AHHAHAHA and HOLLUP HOLLUP YOU WERE THE NONNIE WHO REQUESTED IT TAKES TWO?!!??! OMG THATS WHY THE LANGAUGE OF THE TWO ANONS WERE SIMILAR HAHAHAHAHA dw about that fic!!! i was only slightly spiteful cos thats how i am AHAHHA but i swear i wasn't forced or anything.

how he's so desperate to have the wife he had lost so much time ago? how he neither remember nor know about this magical connection but still the death related lines AND 'ever again' in the very end (this got me crying like a bitch and loosing my ability to breath)?

NO BUT YOU TOTALLY GOT IT!!!!!! YOU GOT IT AND IM SO GLAD YOU DID. He IS so desperate to have his love and does not remember or know about her YET HE SAYS ALMOST THE EXACT SAME THING ABOUT HER ON THE DAY SHE DIED SLAFHASFH YOURE SO BIG BRAIN FOR GETTING THAT !!! T_T YOU GOT IT YOU GOT IT AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT. yes he will never lose her ever again because daemon is possessive and fiercely loving and you deserve to cry about it and lose your breath imma administer CPR!!!! [siren noises]

ridiculously heartbreaking. and tears never tasted so good. you made all this bond not known but felt. and it's much better than describing it. you're so talented it hurts.

T_T thank you so much my love. im glad you think so. enjoy your tears. im glad you saw their unseen bond. im honored you think so highly of my skills <3

[forjongseong]

PART 9! HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Jay mopping the floor, using the mop handle like a microphone stand.

we already KNOW thats him irl dhsjakdhajk

“Let me love you,” he sang, dipping you and kissing your collarbones. “Good morning, my queen.”

me giggling all ugly and shit MORNING JAY

He’s really a malewife at this point, you thought.

MALEWIFE DHSJAKDHAJK teach me how to make mine one too

“I checked last night and I think you’re running out of pads, but I forgot which one you use,” Jay explained, stepping closer to the shelf of pads. “Is it this one?” He asked, pointing to a pink packaging.

no really, jay. HOW DO I TEACH MY BF THESE MANNERS? THANKS

“Because being a woman is fucking expensive, love,” you chuckled as you replied to him.

DUDE this is so true. pads are fucking expensive. i said the exact thing to my man too when we had to run to the store to buy me some dhajskdhjakdhak he was so shocked at the price ):

You laughed at his reaction and gave him a pat on his shoulder. “You’re a good man, Hwi. If you’re dating someone, let me know. I need to make sure she’s not taking advantage of my assistant.”

I WILL NEVER TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS BEAUTIFUL MAN OMFG DONT DOUBT ME

“Jay,” you whispered, “I don’t think I have the energy to do anything.”

GIRL SSSSHHHHH HE WANTS IT HE WILL DO IT

“You mean like… somnophilia?” Jay asked.

THE WAY I FUCKING GASPED WITH MY JAW DROPPING. THE QUEEN HAD SPOKEN INTO THE MIC, JAY. DO AS THE QUEEN SAYS AND STFU

Jay closed his eyes and bit his lips, almost as if he was imagining it happening. “Please don’t judge me, but that actually sounds hot.”

JUDGING U, JAY e_e

“Because you should give people the stuff that you like,” you answered, remembering that it was a lesson your parents taught you when you were young. “I’ll finish the gingerbread latte.”

“It’s okay, baby, I’ll drink that one.”

THE WAY WE TALKED ABOUT THIS SCENE WHEN U WENT AND GRABBED BOTH DRINKS TOO omfg nana now seeing jay in display im crying bye

“Oh, it feels nice to be called appa by a daughter,” he said, placing a hand over his chest sentimentally. Jay rolled his eyes and just dragged his father to the front door.

LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO JEALOUS JAY I AM WHEEZING

“Sweetheart.” Jay’s mother turned to face you, wiping her hands on her apron before she put her hand under your chin to tilt your face up. “You’re not letting anybody down as long as you love him. And believe me, he adores you.”

from experience, FELT. you never wanna disappoint anyone and try so hard to learn to do something for the one you love. and sometimes, you feel like you have no one to turn to or tell to even though you should be able to tell that certain someone. fhjaskdhjak sorry for blabbering T_T like myself for example, i was really afraid to be a part of my bf's family when he proposed. i was scared that i wasnt going to live up to anyone's expectations. but his mother really helped me because i didnt have my mom to teach me while growing up and i didnt know how to do anything. so im very thankful for all of this hdjaskdhjak OKAY ENOUGH ABOUT ME

“I’ve noticed that you’ve been slapping my ass quite often,” you commented, taking a cotton pad and drenching it with micellar water. “Do you like it that much?”

“Can’t really blame me. You’ve got a cute ass,” Jay shrugged, reaching for the remote.

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH THE ASS SLAPPING SCENE DJAHSJDKASHAHAHAHA I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT

At the same time, Jay spotted you from a distance, and he sent you another text as he smiled, keeping his eyes on you.

I GUSHED AND MELTED AND SCREAMED SO LOUD HAHA

“Guys,” she said, flipping her hair back to look at the rest of the group. “Jay’s auntie is here to pick him up.”

NO WONDER SHE'S AN EX-GF LMAO BYE BITCH

Jay moved to shield you from their stares and gave you a warm smile. “I’ve talked with them enough. I’d rather keep you company now. Two minutes, okay? Don’t go anywhere.”

S T A N D A R D <- DONT TALK TO ME IF U AINT JAY

“Baby?” Jay sat up, watching as you made your way to the kitchen.

BABY T_T im sitting back down

He moved closer to you and took your hand, bringing it up to his lips for him to kiss.

WHO PUT ONIONS IN FRONT OF ME?

“For the first part, you can say my parents raised me well,” Jay explained. He put his finger under your chin and tilted your head up. “And for the second part, I just watched a lot of porn and romance movies, to be honest.”

HAHAHDSHAJKDHAJKDHAJKS SHUT UP JAY IM WHEEZING

“I read a lot of smut,” you said, matter-of-factly.

THE EXPOSURE SADFGHJK BYE

“I’m gonna go shower, and if you’re still working by the time I’m done, I’m gonna get mad,” Jay said. He leaned in to kiss the top of your head before disappearing. You just smiled and continued to work.

ouuuuu so scary~

“Your hands can continue to be occupied,” Jay said, his hot breath tickling your thighs. “Please stroke my hair.”

BRUHHHHHHH omfg ofc jay anything for you!

“That’s sexy,” Jay commented. You just raised your eyebrows and nodded. “You’re sexy.”

THIS IS SENDING ME BYYYYYYYYYYYE I AM GONE NOW

“But wear the kimono again,” he requested. “It’s a great color on you.”

#TEAMFERAL

“You made me wait for sex for two days?!” Jay spat.

THE WAY I LAUGHED BECAUSE HIS ASSHAT DHJASKDHJASK HE DIDNT ASK EARLIER LMAO

The actual late-night snack can wait.

CRYING YELLING PUKING

NO BECAUSE I ALREADY FORGOT WHAT I WROTE HAHAHAHHA READING THIS MADE ME THINK A LOT LIKE what scene is this??? did this happen??? KAJHDSJKASHDSA

glad some parts are relatable! sometimes when I write I worry if the scene is too perfect or too good to be true but then comments like yours remind me that LIFE IS LIKE THAT sometimes

NOW GO DESTROY PART 9.5 BEFORE I RELEASE PART 10

[fluffyseal322]

Sat Oct 12

Why did everyone say we can hangout today and then bail on me. I really dont like that. First it was William, he said i can come to the birthday party and then he changed his mind because his family is racist. He says its all jokes and they actually arent racist but no one would actually admit to that. I was so sad to hear! I wanted to see him so badly! He said we'd be able to hang out on sunday but I told him I had work!!!! Then it was sophia but instead of her initiating the invite it was me and she said she couldnt hang out because she had a party to go to. I asked if I could go and she said she'd ask her friend and later on her friend said its a private party :( Then out of the blue.... EM MESSAGES ME TOO, ASKING ME TO HANG OUT... SHE'S NEVER DONE THAT AND WHY TODAY?! But then she said nevermind because Xavier had too many people over :< UGH WHY.. I WANNA CRY WHY DO ALL MY FRIENDS BAIL ON ME. its okay, i do understand why for everyone and i appreciate them thinking of me and trying for me but for some reason i just cant believe they'd actually want to hang out with me :< it hurts a little bit and it probably would hurt even more if i didnt have my cousin over to hang out with. I am glad I got to spend time with him even though he is an ass to me T_T im so glad i dont have a little brother, that shit would be so fucking annoying. ugh, the day was just disappointment after disappointment. I'd hate to say this in regards to my little cousin but i didnt really get to do anything that i really wanted to. I'm happy that he was here to keep me distracted. In a way it was like life giving me his company because life knew today would be kind of hard. Thanks for that, universe.

On another note, something that i just cant get over is the fact that William might hate me. Why did he bail on me 2 times today :((( Did I do something wrong. I DONT UNDERSTAND AND IM SCARED OF LOSING HIM IVE COME SO FAR AND I WAS SO HAPPY WITH JUST BEING HIS FRIEND. WHY AM I HURTING THIS MUCH. WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH. why do i feel all these feelings about him that i cant even talk to him about. we arent close enough yet, i hate it. what do i do... how do i get out of this obsessive mental state. It's okay. I'll be okay. Love is patient, love is considerate... just breathe. i can still combine our interests while he's away. :( i dont want him to go anywhere though..... WILLIAM IM SO SORRY IM SO UGLY FOR YOU I WANNA CRY I WISH I COULD BE PRETTY ENOUGH SO THAT I CAN LOVE YOU HOW YOU WOULD WANT TO BE LOVED AND I TRUST YOUR WAY OF LOVING EVEN IF I DONT EXACTLY KNOW IT FROM A FIRST PERSON POINT OF VIEW. IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY. THERES NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT AND IM TRYING TO LEARN TO LOVE MYSELF TOO.... i dont want to change anything about myself ........ but i know i subconsciously would because of how obsessive i am. i wish things could be so easy and i wish i was able to predict my life. i wish i could see into the future. why does my heart long for you. why cant i be good enough for you? i want to know what you think but we just arent close enough yet. its okay i can come back to you on another time.... i hope i can come back to you, my love. From, this day on (well after tomorrow, because its actually Saturday Oct 12 [11pm], still.) I will learn to let you go. If you get hurt i hope that you can come back to me and i will offer you some guidance and comfort. For now, my main objective is to learn how to get into trading, my Japanese alphabet, and how to get into scuba diving from the very beginning. I'd also like to learn how to heal, this definitely hurts so much. William, i know you probably wont think this but if you are, its not your fault. It's no ones fault. It was just the wrong time in life. I have hope that we will come back to each other! I love you so much, my future beloved. The only way for me to unlearn my attatchment is detachment at all costs, how do I do that without blocking him... should I delete all our messages? :( THAT WILL BE SO SAD... ALL OF OUR MEMORIES WILL BE GONE!!! I DO HAVE AN IDEA THOUGH.... I CAN MAKE A FILE FOR WHATEVER PROGRAM HE LIKES TO USE FOR NOTES. We can combine our notes without speaking with each other. We'll check on each other's progress silently and from a distance. But let me wait until ive detached myself from him first... I'll come back to this part of life.

[spacequokka]

Wet

Pairing: Jaebeom x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Friends to Lovers, Non-Idol

Rating: M

Summary: You forgot to get JB a birthday present so you offer a coupon to whatever he wants. He picks a date. (Inspiration)

Word Count: 8.2k

Warnings: oral sex (m/f receiving), unprotected sex, cream pie

A/N: Okay, so remember this? Ignore the date and pretend it’s that same month or something. Forgive me. T_T Here’s my birthday present for our amazing, quirky leader. Tagging @im-captain-of-this-ship​ because you showed interest in it. Suffer with me! >:)

You chewed your bottom lip as the phone rang. You usually stayed on top of things like this, but December was an absolute shit show. Work was a mess. Your family had one minor crisis after another. You simply forgot—

“I wondered when you’d remember me.” Jaebeom didn’t sound upset, and that made you feel a teeny bit better. “Did you get caught up with one of your boyfriends?”

You scoffed at his teasing. “No. Just life and its bullshit.” You stood up and started pacing around your bedroom. “I’m really fucking sorry—”

He laughed. “_____. You’re only a day late. It’s no big deal.”

“Yeah,” you couldn’t help how whiny you sounded, “but you helped Youngjae go all out for my birthday. It’s shitty of me not to return the favor.”

“One, that was his idea. I just helped him set up. Two, I didn’t do it expecting you’d do the same for me. I just wanted you to have a great day.”

You flopped down on your bed and huffed. “Okay, now I feel worse.” Of course, he’d be a good sport about this. He’s only ever been friendly and nice to you. BamBam or Jinyoung would demand your soul as an ironclad I.O.U. Though, come to think of it, Jaebeom would be the same way towards anyone else. You heard a muffled chuckle and frowned. “JB, don’t mock me.” A thought struck you and you sat up. “I could order you a present. Or-or give you a gift card to one of your favorite stores.”

“_____, you don’t—” He tried to object, but he’d already lost you.

“Ooh! I know! How about an I.O.U. coupon? Good for whatever you want. It’s the least I can do.”

His protests died, and for a moment you thought he’d hung up on you. Just as you opened your mouth to call his name, he spoke up, “For anything?”

You didn’t miss the intrigue in his voice. “Within reason! I’m not killing anyone, stealing anything, or going out of the country.”

“What the hell have you been through to have that on the tip of your tongue?” His words were playful, but there was a serious undertone to them.

“You don’t really want to know,” you retorted. “So, is it a deal?”

He went silent, and for a moment you didn’t think he’d accept it. Well, it was a shitty—

“I want to use it now.” He murmured.

“I—The fuck? Right this second?”

“It’s my birthday. My coupon.” You pictured the smug grin on his lips.

“Fine. Let’s hear it.” You briefly wondered if he’d have you cleaning after his cats or pranking Yugyeom. A prank war with Yugyeom was the last thing you wanted.

“I want to go on a date with you.”

Did you hear that right? “You what now?”

He cleared his throat and spoke a little louder. Clearer. “A date. You. Me. At night.”

“Wow. That’s—that’s not what I was expecting. You really want that? Like, you realize I can get you practically anything, right? I got Mark a PS5 on launch day. I’ve got connections for days. Didn’t you want new automatic litter boxes?”

“I don’t want material things. Just your time, away from the others… Just me and you.”

“Oh.” This was a pleasant surprise. You had to admit, it wasn’t a bad idea. You hung out with the seven of them all the time, but never one on one. “Okay, but if shit hits the fan, you’re explaining it to Jackson. Not me.”

He chuckled. “Fine with me.”

“So,” you bit your lip. “What now?”

“You’re in charge of planning the date. Whatever you want to do is fine with me. We have similar interests, so as long as you stick to things you like, we should have fun.”

“Wow, that’s a lot of trust.” You grinned. “What if I pick something you don’t like? What if I try to sabotage the date?”

“You spend too much time around BamBam and Yugyeom.” He sighed loudly, “I think you’ll find my will equal to yours.”

“Don’t quote the MCU to me, dork. I was there when it was written.”

“So, it’s a date.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You rolled over onto your stomach. “I’ll see you here tomorrow at six. Dress casual.”

“What?” He gasped. “No suit, tie, and Chucks?”

Just the mental picture alone gave you goosebumps. “No, no. I want to survive the night, thank you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He sounded genuinely confused.

“Meh, you’ll figure it out when you’re older. Bye, Jay B.”

“Why are you like this?” He scoffed, “Bye, _____.”

Time flies when you’re struggling to pick something to wear. You didn’t want to be too casual and seem like you didn’t care, but didn’t want to come off as eager to please either. Why couldn’t you have remembered his birthday on time? Better yet, why did he pick a date, of all things? It could’ve just been an outing or something, but a date made it feel so…serious. It made your palms all sweaty and gross.

By the time you finally settled on an outfit, he was knocking on the door. You checked your appearance one last time, then let him in. You weren’t mentally prepared.

“Hey, _____.” He smiled shyly, holding out a single flower. Your favorite. That was the easy part. He wore a white tee with black ripped jeans and black and white sneakers. He’d slicked his hair back and didn’t hold back on the jewelry. Your mind nearly shorted out trying to respond.

“Jay Busy Bee,” you stalled as you took the offered flower, instantly catching a whiff of his cologne. It was a heady dose of warm wood and vanilla with a hint of amber. There’s bound to be a candle for that. You took a step back to let him in, but the scent didn’t fade. Was it—

“I put a little of my cologne on the flower.” He grinned, pleased with himself. “The flower’s fake, so you won’t have to worry about needing to care for it. Just a little memento of tonight.”

“You know,” you said as you crossed the room to the dining table and plopped the flower into an empty vase, “I forget you’re a romantic guy. Do you do this for all your dates? Little mementos?”

Jaebeom scoffed and put his hands into his pockets, averting his eyes. “Yes. But they prefer real flowers.”

You gagged and picked up your purse and jacket. “Oh, barf. Real flowers eventually die. Then what will you have? Petals. Petals that get lost or thrown away.”

“I know, I know.” He cut you off, gently taking your jacket and holding it up for you. “Then again, you don’t have a green thumb.”

He had a point. “No! No.” You waved a finger at him. “I don’t have patience. Or a decent memory.”

He choked back a laugh and stepped away. Out of your reach. “Oh, sure. That’s the problem. Come on, let’s go.”

The movie theater was your first stop. The last time you went to one was for a group outing in which Jinyoung subjected you to a horror movie that left you wrapped around Youngjae for almost an hour, both of you screaming your heads off. Despite the trauma you endured, you remembered Jaebeom pointing out a romantic comedy he wanted to check out.

His face lit up when you asked for the tickets and he all but shoved you aside, eager to pay.

“It’s my treat!” You complained, trying your hardest not to whine and pout, but dammit, it’s frustrating. “I’m supposed to pay.”

“Yeah, but it’s a date, remember?” He glanced over his shoulder at you. “I only asked you to plan it. I had no intention of having you spend a dime on anything.” He took his card and the receipt from the cashier. “Thank you.”

Jaebeom grabbed your elbow and gently steered you inside. The smell of fresh popcorn and nachos assaulted you, making your mouth water. “Then can I at least pay for snacks? I feel shitty letting you pay for your birthday present.”

“Don’t, _____. I promise you, I’m glad to have you to myself.” His arm went around your shoulders. “And, no. I’ll pay for our food.”

“Why are you like this?” You crossed your arms. “I’m hardly doing anything that resembles birthday gift giving!”

He chuckled and lightly touched your cheek. “Why do you have to do anything? I wanted your time and attention, and I’m getting them both. I’m happy with this. It’s as simple as that.”

You gnawed on your bottom lip, momentarily lost in his closeness. His touch and scent. A person could easily get addicted to this. You looked him in the eyes. “Do you promise? You’ll tell me if you’re unhappy? Or if I can make it better?”

He dropped his hand and spun around, hiding his face. “Fuck,” he muttered to himself, then looked up at the ceiling. “Yeah. I’ll let you know.”

You grinned, pleased with the resignation in his voice. “Thank you.” You linked your arm with his and tugged him towards the concession stand line. Seeing the prices and remembering he was footing the bill made you cringe. To ease your conscience, you ordered the cheapest thing you saw and skipped getting a drink. You weren’t fond of fountain water, but if you were absolutely dying of thirst, you’d make do.

“What do you want to drink?” He asked, eyes on the menu. “I might get a Slurpee.”

Dammit. “Um, I’m not really all that thirsty.”

He looked at you. “You’ll get thirsty, though. Even a bottle of water is better than nothing.”

A regular bottle of water was almost five bucks. “No, I’m good.”

He searched your face for a second, then huffed. “At some point, you’ll relax and just enjoy yourself.” He turned back to the cashier. “Water for her. Please.”

You closed your eyes. Jaebeom had to be the most stubborn guy you knew, especially with traditional things. Jackson was a close second. You grabbed the bucket of popcorn and Jaebeom juggled the drinks and nachos.

“Here are our seats…” He paused, taking in the location, the precise center of the theater. Not too high, not too low. “Oh, _____, you’re amazing.” He plopped down in a seat and quickly settled the food. He could barely sit still, and the grin on his face was the widest you’d ever seen. “I’m looking at the dead center of the screen!”

You laughed and offered the popcorn to him. He shook his head and fiddled with his seat, delighted with the power controls for reclining. At first, you were content just watching him, but soon found yourself toying with the controls while people filled their seats. Eventually, the lights dimmed and movie trailers played. Unlike your outings that included everyone, there was a comfortable silence between the two of you. There were a couple of movies that piqued both of your interests, only needing to share a look between you to confirm it.

Aside from it being noticeably quieter, things didn’t feel too different from normal. He was still the cute and quirky JB you knew. At some point, you were sharing the popcorn, both reaching in for handfuls and shoving them into your mouths without care. Right when you got to bottom of the bucket, he reached in the same time you did, but instead of getting popcorn, he grabbed your hand. He jerked, realizing what he’d done, but didn’t let go. In fact, his grip tightened, and he lifted your hand out. You looked at him, ready to ask a question, only to find his eyes already on you. In the dark of the theater, you could barely see that his lips were pressed in a thin line, as if he were upset.

He rubbed the back of your hand with his thumb before threading his fingers with yours and holding your hand comfortably over the armrest between you. You hugged the bucket of popcorn with your free hand, your heart beating wildly as your mind raced. Why was he holding your hand? Did it mean something, or was he just fucking with you? Were you supposed to pull away, laugh it off? You could, but it felt nice to hold his hand. It was warm and soothing. Suddenly, your mouth dried up as butterflies filled your tummy. In an instant, everything differed from before.

The second the building came into view, Jaebeom was buzzing with excitement. “You’re serious?”

You nodded. “Jinyoung suggested it. Something about you liking the food and competition.”

He pulled into a parking space and was at your door before you’d even unbuckled your seatbelt. “I fucking owe him big. Come on!” He grabbed your hand and pulled you out. “I want to get a good lane and shoes.”

“I got us a reservation. Right by the concession stand.” You said coolly, inwardly stoked that Jinyoung hadn’t been trolling you as you feared.

Jaebeom swept you up in an enthusiastic hug, nearly crushing your lungs. “My God. You’re the best, I swear.” He put you down and locked the car. “No wonder Jackson’s so possessive of you.”

“He’s like that with everybody.” You shrugged, muttering thanks when he held the door to the building open for you. “I wouldn’t take him too seriously.”

Jaebeom scoffed as he placed his hand on your lower back and guided you to the counter. “He’s serious when it comes to you, _____. He’s threatened us more than once to keep our ‘paws’ off his bestie.”

You waited until you got your shoes to reply. “Yeah, but he doesn’t really care—”

But he was quick to cut you off, standing in your way so that you looked at him. “He cares. That’s why none of us has made a serious move on you.” It wasn’t long before a smug grin formed on his lips. “Until now.”

“So, wait, are you breaking some guy code or something?” You stepped back. “I’m not coming in between you two.”

He grabbed your elbow and led you to your lane. “He cares about you, but not like that.”

“Oh.”

You must’ve sounded sad to him because he was quick to turn to you. “Do you like him like that? I didn’t mean—”

“Oh! No, no no. I just never thought about Jackson like that, and for a second, I thought I missed something. I’m relieved, honestly. I can barely keep up with him as a friend. I can’t imagine what he puts his girlfriends through.” You laughed and shook your head.

“He can be a mess, but I hear he spoils them rotten.” He sat down and put on his shoes.

“Confirmed. He often asks me for advice about random gifts and ideas.” You tied your shoes and stood up. “Alright! Do you want the guards up?”

He scoffed. “Only if you need them.”

You shook your head. “Nope. Not at all.” You looked at the bowling balls, opting for a bright pearlescent nine pound. “Wanna flip to see who goes first?” You dug through your pockets for a coin.

“We don’t need to. Ladies first, after all.” He bowed and gestured for you to go first. You didn’t need to be told twice. Clearly, he expected little of you.

“Thank you.” You approached the platform, summoning calm before winding up and sending the ball down the lane with a little more force than necessary. The pins went flying save for three and “SPARE” flashed on the screen overhead.

Jaebeom stared in awe.

You waited for your ball to return and glanced over your shoulder. “I don’t plan to take it easy on you, JB. Just saying.”

As expected, the raging competitor in him came out. He barely spoke the first three turns, putting every bit of his mental energy into bowling a perfect game. You had to admit it was a sexy look on him. Focused and competitive. It would a shame if…you distracted him.

You knocked over the second half of your pins for another spare and turned to find Jaebeom standing behind you with his ball in hand. “Damn, JB. Gonna let the pins reset first?”

He pinned you with a heated glare. “There’s nothing wrong with me waiting like this, is there?”

You shrugged a shoulder, brushing against his chest. “No, no. Just don’t stand so close. I’d hate to hit you and hurt your throwing arm.” You stepped aside, but he wrapped his arm around your waist.

“Are you flirting with me?” His voice was husky, and his eyes darted between your eyes and lips. You smiled.

“Hm? I’m just being a good sport.” You patted his shoulder, and he bit his lip.

“A good sport, huh? How about this—if I win, I get a five-second kiss on the lips.” His gaze didn’t leave your mouth and his fingertips toyed with the hem of your shirt. “You up for a little challenge?”

The thought of kissing him, even a quick peck, sent a thrill of delight down your spine and you found yourself nodding. “Challenge accepted.”

He whispered a curse and let you go, turning his full attention to the game again. From there, the tension between you only skyrocketed. Every time you made eye contact or brushed against each other, put you both a step closer to bursting into flames. It was a thrill you hadn’t experienced since your last relationship. The thought was sobering. Were you really into him or were you just touch starved? With a little shake of your head, you brought your focus back on the game. One way or the other, you’d figure things out after you beat Jaebeom’s ass.

Halfway through the game, Jaebeom asked for an intermission to get drinks. Knowing you’d protest, he brought a giant soda for you both to share. You sat down and stretched your legs and he took the seat next to you. “So, _____. When did you find time to be a professional bowler?” He gestured to the scoreboard. “This is ridiculous.”

You laughed hard, missing the way his look softened. “I swear I’m not a professional. I was in daycare a lot as a kid. During the summer, they’d always take us to the bowling alley on Thursdays and let us play two games because it was cheap.” You shrugged. “So I got in tons of practice. Eventually, I learned tricks and stuff and improved my aim.”

“You’re good enough to go pro. Why not join a team?”

You shook your head. “Nah. I do it for fun, when I feel like it. Anytime something fun becomes an obligation, it loses its charm.” You shrugged and looked at him. “I’m more than content with just flexing my skills on you every now and then.”

You both laughed, and he slung his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side. “I’d love to do this again. You’re cute when you’re overconfident.”

“Overconfident?” You looked at him. “Oh, okay. We’ll see who’s ‘overconfident.’” You pulled away and stood up. He pouted as you picked up your ball and walked back to the lane. The game picked back up with both of you entirely focused on winning. Yet, once you got to the eighth set, Jaebeom took a page from your playbook and started fighting dirty.

You were up by fifteen points and just needed to maintain that to win. Easy-peasy. You approached the machine to get your ball, but Jaebeom insisted on standing in your way.

“Excuse me,” you said politely, reaching around him for your bowling ball. Instead of complying, his hand went to your waist and gave you a gentle squeeze. The action threw you off and made you look at him directly for the first time in the last fifteen minutes. “Jay--”

“You’re sexy when you’re mad.” He murmured, eyes focused on your mouth. He licked his bottom lip, then bit it, letting it fall from between his teeth slowly. “But I miss the flirty looks.”

“Flirty looks--”

“Mmm-hmm. When you were trying to seduce me.” He brought your bodies together and you put your hands on his chest. He bent down and touched your ear with those petal-soft lips. “You do that so well, baby.”

It’s a wonder you didn’t spontaneously burst into flames on the spot. You sucked in a deep breath but still found it hard to breathe. Your body was warm from head to toe, the heat swirling around inside you before it settled between your legs. This was it. This was how you were going to die. And he was more than pleased with your speechlessness. He flashed his perfect smile and stepped aside.

But you couldn’t fucking function. You kept telling yourself to move. Get this over with. Yet you wanted nothing more than to go crawl into his lap and ride his dick until you were boneless. If you could have, you would have kicked your own ass for starting this shit with him. And of course you threw a gutter ball. Why the fuck not. Make that two.

You sat down with a huff, crossing your arms and legs while thinking of things to kill your newfound arousal.

He stroked your arm, “Don’t get upset, _____. Keep your eyes on me.”

And you did. You watched him intently, keen on soaking in every detail. The way he palmed the ball, rolling it around until the three holes were presented to him. The quick glance and subsequent smirk when he checked on you, then put his fingers in the holes. Why, oh why did you clench as you became envious of a fucking inanimate object? Maybe you were wrong and Jinyoung actually had trolled you with this setup. His form was flawless as he sent the ball flying down the lane, knocking down every pin.

He came back to you grinning. “Just five points now.”

‘It’s his birthday. You’re supposed to let the birthday person win.’ You repeated the words over and over as you stood to go collect your ball. Two sets left. Five-point difference. It was easy to just toss the ball out and let it do what it wanted. Yet…you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You hated losing. You were serious about not going easy on him. Lust and frustration were a terrible mix for you, and you were seconds away from risking it all. Your concentration was shot to hell. Though you didn’t get a gutter ball, a split wasn’t any better. You didn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of knocking down the pins when all you could think about was kissing Jaebeom’s smug little smirk away.

Jaebeom threw another strike, putting him five points above you. He watched you intently, likely thinking the same thing you were: that kiss was only minutes away now. Oddly enough, you were eager for it, too. Your pride, however, demanded justice for this upset. You were at a crossroads: get the kiss or get the win. The bragging rights would be just as satisfying as the kiss, wouldn’t it?

With a long exhale, you picked up your ball and approached the line. Whatever happened would happen. Everything happens for a reason. You wound your arm back and let the ball fly.

You got a fucking strike. Jaebeom cursed as he got to his feet. You waited for your ball to return while the pins reset. “Wow.”

“You’re really gonna go all out?” Jaebeom asked with a chuckle.

“Being honest, didn’t think I’d get that.” You picked up your ball. Out of his previous nine frames, he’d only gotten four strikes. While you couldn’t dismiss the possibility of another, you felt a little more confident. You got a spare after leaving just one pin standing. After all your hard work, you ended with a ten-point lead. Now it was up to him.

Judging by the intense look on his face, he wasn’t going down without a fight. You took your seat and reached for your drink. Jaebeom knocked down seven of ten pins. Even if he got the spare, he’d still be five points shy of tying with you.

You shot out of your seat with a shout. “Yes!” You danced, wiggling your hips and laughing with pure glee. “I won! I won, I won, I won!”

Jaebeom turned to you. “You’re being an insufferable winner.” He huffed and tried to walk past you, but you caught his shirt and pulled him back.

“Wait, wait.” You couldn’t stop smiling. “Come here. I want my prize.”

That caught his attention. “Which is?”

You cupped his cheeks. “I’m gonna smear lipstick on your cheek!” You laughed at his horrified expression and leaned in with your lips puckered. He shut his eyes tightly and turned away, cringing as he held your hips. You went for the kill only to get played. As soon as you were within reach, he turned his head back towards you and your lips smacked together. Your mind went blank at the sweet soda taste on his tongue and the softness of his lips. He pulled you to his chest and held you tight. As soon as you moved your hands to his neck, he pulled away.

He touched the corner of his lips and looked at his fingertips. “There. Lipstick smeared.” He smirked and reached over to a nearby dispenser for a napkin to clean it off. You touched your lips, still tingling after that brief but paralyzing kiss. He looked at you. “Want to play another game?”

You shook your head. “I’m gonna take my win and run.”

He nodded and tossed your empty cup away. “Let’s go then.” He held out his arm, and you took it. “I have a surprise of my own.”

Riding alone with Jaebeom just silently vibing to the songs he played just might be your new favorite thing to do. The ambiance was perfect, and when he reached across the armrest to hold your hand, life was too. You left the bowling alley and drove to a familiar spot.

The river that ran through the city. It was a popular date spot that you purposely ignored when planning the night because you thought it’d be too cheesy. In hindsight, you should have figured he’d want to come here. He’s a hopeless romantic at heart, just like you. He parked the car on the side of the road and flashed a boyish grin your way.

“You’ll love this, I swear.” He promised before getting out of the car.

You didn’t doubt him for a second. It seemed like you loved everything about tonight. He jogged around the car to your door and opened it. “Thank you.”

He held out his hand. “Come on. I don’t want you to miss it.”

You grabbed his hand and let him pull you from the car. In a moment of playfulness, you sighed dramatically and put the back of your hand to your forehead. “Oh! But my feet. I don’t think I can bear to walk faster than at a snail’s pace.”

He threw back his head and laughed. “You little shit.” He didn’t hesitate to lean down and throw you over his shoulder. You lost your shit, breaking into a fit of giggles as he carried you down to the bank.

Once he put you down, you fixed your clothes and gave him a fake frown. “I swear, you’re getting a two-star Yelp review for that.”

Jaebeom put his hands in his pockets and bit his lip, clearly fighting a smile of his own. “I’ll live.”

“I’m sure.” You looked out at the water that flowed by. The sound it made was soothing. The surface was dark like a bottle of ink, perfect for reflecting the bright lights of the city skyline and moon above. Though the view was gorgeous, you didn’t get how you could have missed it. This was always here. It wasn’t going anywhere.

His arms wrapped around you from behind and pulled you back against him as he rested his chin on your shoulder. “As pretty as it is, it doesn’t compare to you.”

You giggled. “That’s too cheesy, even for you.”

He gave you a little squeeze. “Yeah, but this isn’t.” He tilted your head up towards the sky. Millions of stars dotted the cloudless sky. It wasn’t a sight you could get at home because of the light pollution. He glanced at his watch. “Here it comes.”

“What’s coming?” You asked and immediately got an answer.

It started off as just one streak across the sky, like a tiny firework miles away in space. Then another and another until it was a stampede of shooting stars high in the sky. It was, hands down, the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen in your life. The way the lights came and went like a herd of glowing horses had you sucking in air deeply and holding it until the last one faded away.

Your first meteor shower.

“Wow,” was all you could say when the show was over. “Wow. T-that was amazing!”

You felt Jaebeom nod his head, then he said, “You know how you’re supposed to wish on a shooting star?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I made a wish just now. I’m hoping since there were so many, my wish has a better chance of being granted.” He gave you another squeeze, then pulled back.

You turned around and looked at him expectantly. “What did you wish for?”

He shook his head as he rubbed your arms. “If I tell you, it won’t come true. Don’t wanna jinx it.”

You couldn’t help yourself. The way his eyes sparkled from the lights of the buildings and river. How full and tempting his lips looked when he licked him, as if he was thinking the same thing. What were you thinking? “Fucking hell.” You grabbed him by his shirt and yanked him down, pressing your lips against his with a soft gasp. His response was immediate, with his arms going around your waist and pulling you flush against him. The kiss started off gentle with lingering pecks until he squeezed your waist and pressed harder against your lips. His touch, his kiss felt so right that you reached up and put a hand to the back of his neck.

He groaned, and you opened your mouth, allowing him full control. He bit your bottom lip, sucked on the tip of your tongue, and licked the roof of your mouth as he kept you tight against his body. You could feel the steady thrum of his heart against your hand and briefly wondered if yours felt the same.

You kissed until you heard someone cheering and quickly pulled apart. Two guys were walking along the road, just past Jaebeom’s car, giving you a thumbs up and clapping with glee.

“Do you know them?” Jaebeom asked with a shy smile.

“Not at all. If I did, I’d kill them for ruining the moment.” You glared at the back of their heads.

He laughed and put an arm around your shoulders. “Come on. It’s getting colder. Time to get you home.”

Jaebeom rolled to a stop and put the car in park. You looked up from your hands. Your place. You were outside your place. He turned the car off and got out before you could think of something to say. Something to buy you more time together.

“Come on, _____.” He opened the door. “Let me walk you to the door.”

“You don’t have to, Jaebeom.” You took his hand and got out. You expected him to drop your hand, but he clasped it as he closed the car door.

“I know I don’t, but I want to.” He smiled brightly as he laced his fingers with yours. “I’m making the most of this.” He looked and sounded so sincere, so happy. You felt bad that this whole thing hadn’t happened naturally. He isn’t a bad guy and is fun to be with alone.

The warmth of his hand traveled up your arm, maybe to your heart. Because suddenly, you didn’t see why tonight had to end. Why there couldn’t be a second or third date. You were so lost in thought that you didn’t realize you’d come to a stop at your door. The end.

Jaebeom turned toward you and took your other hand in his. “I can’t really express how much fun I had with you tonight.” He brought your knuckles to his lips and kissed them lightly, holding your hands near his mouth as he continued. “I wish it’d never end.”

“M-me too.” You blurted out, eyes focused on his eyes. “Maybe we should do this more often. You know, just the two of us, go out and do fun stuff.”

His eyes were wide as his mouth hung open. “Did you just—Like another date? Not as friends?”

Your face was on fire. “Yeah.” You bit your lip and exhaled. Might as well be completely honest. “I’ve had a crush on you for the longest. Never thought you’d care so, you know, I didn’t speak up. That and you’re, well, you’re you.”

He laughed, revealing those perfectly pretty teeth. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“You can be hard to approach sometimes. Like, I never know what to expect with you.”

“Oh, really? Do I keep you on your toes?”

You thought about it. “Actually, yeah. You’re unpre—” He cut you off with a kiss, as sweet as the ones before.

“I’m what?” His eyes sparkled in the porch light.

You couldn’t do it. You couldn’t say goodnight just yet. “Do you wanna come in?”

It took him a second to process your question, then his face turned serious. “I do, but I can’t promise I’ll behave myself. I might steal another kiss or three.” His grip on your hands tightened. “Knowing that the feeling’s mutual.” He kissed your knuckles again. “I don’t want to rush you.”

“You’re not.” You made eye contact. The heat in his eyes sent a delicious tingle down your spine. “I’d like it if you spent the night, Jaebeom. Please?”

“You don’t have to do this because of—”

“I’m not. I want this. I want you. I’m this close to kissing you again. If you go home now, I’ll just go to bed frustrated and lonely thinking of you.” You shrugged, unable to look him in the eyes. “You can guess what I’ll do.”

He cursed softly and gestured to the door. “Hurry up then.” You jumped to it and fumbled with your keys to get the door open. The second the lock clicked, and the doorknob turned, he was pushing you inside. He locked the door behind you, then looked at you. “Come here, baby.”

You didn’t hesitate. You threw your arms around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss, this one sloppy and frantic, as if someone would steal the moment from you at any moment. You yanked on his shirt and he chuckled, barely pulling away to get it over his head. He grabbed at your clothes, peeling them off you with ease and tossing them out of sight. “Damn, Jay B.”

“I’ve wanted you for so long now.” He murmured, pulling you against him and rolling his hips, teasing you with his growing erection. His kisses trailed from your lips, over your jaw, and down your neck where he nipped, leaving small bruises in his wake. “So many nights of wondering how you taste, what kind of noises you make. Finishing in my hand, wishing I was inside of you.”

You clenched hard. You moaned and grabbed a fistful of his hair. “Shit. Keep talking like that.”

“You like that? You like how desperate you make me?” His lips trailed down to your breasts where he kissed the tops of them while his thumbs lightly rubbed over your hardening nipples. “You’re so soft, baby. And you sound so sweet, just for me. Just like I imagined you would.”

You knew you’d end up a wet mess on the floor if he kept this shit up. You had one hell of a time forcing yourself to focus beyond the caress of his lips on your skin. “Jay, b-bed please.”

He hummed in agreement as he kissed his way back up your body, capturing your lips as he stared into your eyes. He whispered against your lips, “Fuck, baby. You’re gonna be the death of me.”

“Me? I haven’t been able to think straight since we pulled up.” You pouted, hooking a leg around his waist. He gave it a squeeze, then a tap and you jumped, wrapping the other around him. His dick pressed against your core feeling like a steel rod. It had to hurt being so hard. As he carried you through the apartment to the bedroom, you rolled your hips, doing your best to give him the friction you both needed.

“You’re gonna make me cum in my pants if you keep that up.” He grunted, pushing your bedroom door open with his foot.

“You say it like that’d be a bad thing,” you whispered against his cheek, squeezing his waist with your thighs. “Wouldn’t it just make it take longer for you to cum the next time?”

Your back hit the cool comforter on your bed as his warm body covered yours. “Yeah.” He kissed you again, taking his time to nip at your lips before tongue-fucking your mouth again as he rolled hips in sync, making you shiver with delight. “But I want to be inside you when I cum.”

“Then take your pants off,” you moaned as he sucked more hickeys on your neck and shoulder. He chuckled and propped himself up on his elbows.

“What’s the rush? I’m not going anywhere.” He gave you a slow kiss that ended with a swipe of his tongue over your bottom lip. “I’m not letting you go anywhere…for a while.”

“Please!” You dragged your nails down his back, making him hiss and bite his lip as he pressed his erection against your core. “I swear on everything I love, Jaebeom, if you don’t stop playing with me—”

“Damn.” He pushed himself to his feet. He yanked at his pants, undoing buttons and the zipper, then letting them fall to his ankles. He kicked them aside and looked at you, eyeing you from head to toe. “Where should I start?”

Your legs trembled as you spread them, then pointed at your panties. “Here would be nice.”

“Would it now?” he murmured as he hooked his fingers on the waistband of your panties and pulled them down your legs with care. He let them drop next to his pants as he crawled towards you, then laid on his stomach.

“Wait!” You sat up and cupped his face in your hands, peppering his lips with kisses as you gently pushed him onto his back. “I want to taste you, too.”

He laid on his back with a smile. “If you say so, baby.” You should have taken that as a warning, but was too caught up in the promising tent in his boxers. “Sit on my face.”

You bit your lip, trying and failing to hide your excitement. You crawled closer to him, throwing a leg over his chest. He maneuvered your legs under his arms and pulled your hips towards his face. You resisted, instead resting on your knees as you used your hands to free his dick. Like the rest of him, it was beautiful. Longer than your hand, almost as thick as your wrist, and nearly the same shade as his thighs. It was mesmerizing. Unable to take your eyes off it, you slowly settled onto your stomach. Wrapping one hand around the base, you angled it towards your mouth, barely aware of Jaebeom’s sharp inhale as his hands came to rest on your hips with a firm squeeze.

“I don’t have much give you,” you whispered, unable to recognize your own husky voice, “but may I offer you my throat.”

“Wha—” His voice got lost in the loud throaty moan he let out as his thighs shook with his restraint to keep from bucking up and shoving his dick deeper down your throat. You knew it was a risky move, that you should have worked up to deep throating, but you wanted to choke at least one good time before he took over. The way your jaw and throat burned with the stretch, how hard your throat contracted at the sudden intrusion and brought tears to your eyes made it worth it. You pulled back coughing, dropping your pelvis on his chest to keep him from sitting up. “Are you okay?”

Your voice was a wreck. “Never better.” You wiggled your hips, then gave the tip of his cock a slow swirling lick.

He dropped back onto the bed. “You’re gonna kill me.” With how breathless he sounded, you believed him. “This is how I die.”

“Mmm-hmm.” You licked your lips and went for it. You closed your lips around the tip and suckled before pushing a little more of him in then pulling back, repeating over and over until your lips reached the base. Having him trembling underneath you, whimpering as he fought not to cum, was the best feeling in the world. His precum wasn’t too salty or sour, something that made sucking his dick all the more appealing. If he’d let you, you would’ve gone on for hours until he tapped out.

But he didn’t believe in letting his partner do all the work.

“Come here,” he growled, pulling you by your hips towards his face and giving you one long lick from your clit to your dripping entrance. He used his hands to spread your lips, then leaned in and pushed his tongue inside. After being turned on for so long, the contact sent a spark of electricity up your spine that made you sit up on your hands and push back on his face. He moaned into your pussy as he slapped your ass with both hands, then grabbed a handful of each cheek. The way he used his bottom lip to stimulate your clit as he licked into you, filling you with his tongue, had you crying out his name. It wasn’t long before he was encouraging you to move your hips, to ride his tongue as you palmed his dick and balls, dangerously close to coming all over his pretty lips.

But you didn’t want that just yet. Despite every nerve in your body singing with pleasure, you laid back down on your stomach and took his dick in your mouth again. You moaned loudly together, with him thrusting up into your mouth as you pushed down on him. With each suck and lick, your bodies became a wave, a love loop that threatened to burn you both alive. It was hard to think, let alone talk, with his dick down your throat and his fingers filling your cunt as his lips and tongue worked your clit over. You were more than content to let him do as he wanted, especially if it meant he’d continue moaning your name.

“Fuck, baby.” He gasped for air. “Are-are you close?”

You pulled off his dick with a wet pop. “Yeah.” You kept pumping with your hand, letting your head fall back as you followed the rhythm of his fingers. He let you enjoy yourself for a few minutes before pulling his hands away. “Hey!”

He guided you off him by your hips, stumbling to his feet. “My legs are like jelly.” He chuckled shakily, tugging his boxers off before all but falling on top of you. He kissed you hard, shoving his fingers through your hair with one hand as the other pulled one of your legs up around his waist. “You taste so good, baby. If I wasn’t about to bust down that sinful throat of yours, I’d keep going until you passed out.”

“Shit, Jae. Were you always this filthy?” You grinned, enjoying the way he pressed against you. “Kinda late to ask, but are you clean?”

He nodded eagerly as his kisses trailed over your jaw to your neck. “You?”

“Yes.” You nodded proudly. “And I have an IUD if you want to…”

He scrambled up on his knees and gave his dick a few pumps. “This night keeps getting better by the fucking minute.” He held one of your legs up on his shoulder as he shuffled closer and teased the head through your folds. “So warm and wet.” He mumbled as he caressed your leg, kissing the side of your knee before positioning himself at your entrance. “Let me know if I’m hurting you.”

You nodded, putting your hand over the one on your thigh as he began to push inside. The stretch was everything you could hope for and so much more. You hadn’t given the slight upward curve of his dick much thought when you were sucking it, but now you could fully appreciate it. You got so lost in the pleasant feeling of being full that you didn’t realize your eyes were screwed shut.

“Does it hurt?” Jaebeom touched your cheek and pulled your bottom lip free from your teeth.

“No,” you moaned, dragging the word out when he continued pushing in.

“Good. Keep your eyes on me, beautiful.” He swiped his thumb over your lips. You smiled up at him before capturing his thumb in your mouth and suckling on it. He gasped and jerked forward. “And you say I’m filthy.”

Once he bottomed out, you flexed the leg on his shoulder, giving him a gentle squeeze. He nodded once, then pulled back, just as slowly, before pushing back inside. After you’d taken a few strokes without much resistance, he pulled his thumb free and leaned over you, keeping your leg up.

“I need you to cum for me, baby.” He licked at your earlobe, then bit it. “I wanna feel how tight my baby gets when I make her feel good.”

It was pathetic how quickly you came for him. And you couldn’t even pinpoint what made you cum. Him saying he needed you to? Him calling you his baby? The jury’s still out on that one.

He captured your lips, muffling your loud cries of his name and mixing them with his own as he fell apart, pumping thick ropes of cum into your swollen cunt. You held each other like that until his cock stopped throbbing and it softened enough to slip out of you on its own. Meanwhile, Jaebeom pressed kisses everywhere he could reach without moving. “I haven’t cum that hard in a while.”

You laughed, cupping his face and kissing him. “You’ve ruined me for other men, you know. You’d better be prepared to take care my needs for the rest of your life.”

He cackled as he stood up. “Already making outrageous demands.” He shook his head. “Lemme go get a washcloth or something.”

You made a noise of content and stretched, enjoying how every muscle was now relaxed. Leave it to Jaebeom to be the one to fuck the tension right out of you. He was back in a flash, gently wiping down your sex and thighs with a warm washcloth before taking care of himself. You crawled up to the mountain of pillows on your bed and opened your arms, to which he dove onto the bed. You cuddled happily with you playing in his hair as he drew vague shapes on your chest and arm. You thought sleep would come quickly, but your body was buzzing with each swipe of his finger.

“Hey, Jay B?”

“Yeah?” He kissed your chest.

“How soon can you go again?”

Not to sound too cliche but the world seemed a little brighter, happier even, when you woke up. The birds were singing their hearts out as the sunlight-filled your bedroom with a warm peach glow. You opened your eyes and found yourself snug in Jaebeom’s arms with him wide awake looking at his phone.

“Good morning,” you croaked, cringing at how dry your throat was. “For some reason, I thought you’d be gone by the time I woke up. We were up pretty late. I know you have to go home and check on your babies.”

He smiled and kissed your forehead. “I do…but I didn’t want to leave without us talking about last night first.”

You leaned back enough to be able to look up into his eyes. “What do you mean?”

He caught the hitch in your voice and looked at you, eyes wide. “No, not like that.” He put his phone down and pulled you close, talking into your hair. “I know things kinda went fast. It’s clear we have great chemistry and want to keep going…I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”

“I thought we were on the same page when I was riding your face,” you said with a shrug.

“Well, yeah.” He had the nerve to blush. “I was talking about dating. You know, being exclusive?”

You reached up and kissed him. “There’s no one else in my life but you. We can go on a few more dates to try this out, but I’m pretty comfortable calling you my boyfriend.”

He let out a loud exhale and held you tightly, burying his face in your neck. “Oh, thank God. I was prepared to do everything I could think of to convince you to be mine.”

“I mean, no one’s stopping you from doing that.”

Masterlist

[onovnii]

I love ur writing :) could we see something with the brothers finding a gn!MC frustrated bc they can't sleep? thank you!

# mc cant sleep

feat. mammon , leviathan , satan , asmodeus , beelzebub , belphegor x gn!mc

summary. how the brothers react and help mc sleep!

cw. fluff , swearing

author n. this took a bit but here you go !! ^^

maybe it was to the new environment or the endless shenanigans the brothers were up to during the ‘day’ but something was keeping you up. no matter how much you toss and turn, flip the pillow over to the ‘cool’ side, you just couldn’t sleep!

the tiredness in your body and your brain refusing to just shut off was a contradicting feeling and quite frankly, it was getting annoying. frustrated, you got up from your bed and thought what other way than to go to your favorite demon for help?

mammon.

▸ knowing he never fucking locks the door, you walked your candy ass in there.

▸ expecting to see him asleep, you were surprised to just see mammon lounging around in his room.

▸ both of you gave the other a questioning look, the answer already clear but apparently had to be asked anyway.

“mc?? why’re you here? …couldn’t sleep huh? yea, i get the feelin’”

▸ mammon rubbed the back of his neck with a sigh.

▸ he got up from his seat on the bed and walked up to you

▸ he asked if you wanted help sleeping

▸ you said yes (a little embarrassed) but after hearing that, he’d bring you over to the bed and cuddle you :(

▸  you were laying on top of him with his arms loosely around you.

“ya know, back when my brothers were still little— especially the twins, they’d have trouble sleeping too.”

▸ he’d start, hands either be mindlessly playing with your hair or the hem of your shirt

“so whenever they did, most of the time they’d go to lucifer. occasionally though, they would come to me for help. you wanna know what i did?”

“i would hold them just like this til’ they fell asleep. some of the more needy ones would ask me to sing for em. you ain’t gonna make me sing, are ya?”

▸ mammon said that last part with a lighthearted laugh.

▸ you asked him to continue talking, his voice having a calming affect on you.

▸ happy to know his method is working, he’d tell you selective stories about his brothers, himself (though they were obviously exaggerated), or mundane things that happened in the devildom.

▸ you ended up falling asleep in his arms with a small smile.

▸ mammon felt he was falling in love all over again 😣

leviathan.

▸ you texted him asking if he was awake before heading to his room.

▸ you already knew the answer but it was your way of letting him mentally prepare before barging into his space

▸ a few minutes went by and you got a response.

‘uhh yea. what’s up lol?’

▸ you smiled at that, knowing levi had a habit of adding “lol” to the end of his sentences so he appears somewhat nonchalant. (the reason he takes so long to answer is bc he’s overthinking his response T_T”)

▸ you ask if it’s okay if you come into his room.

▸ levi responds with something along of lines of “yes” and “wait at the door”

▸ anyway, you make it to his room and softly knock.

▸ the door makes the ‘click’ sound and you let yourself in.

▸ levi’s shly standing behind the door. awkwardly looking at you and his messy ass room

▸ he lets out a nervous laugh when you notice the state it’s in

“o..oh mc… haha… i wasn’t really expecting to see you tonight…sorry… i can clean up!— if you want i mean..uh-“

▸ you’ll never get over how cute he is when acting so awkward..

▸ you tell him its fine and mention your little problem.

“are you sure it was a good idea to come to me of all people?? …n-not that i’m upset or anything.. im glad you’re here and all it’s just…i dont think i’ll be the biggest…uh…help…”

▸ you kiss his cheek and say you came here because you wanted to see him

▸ cue levi malfunctioning 😔😔

▸ levi brings you over to the set up in front of the tv, giving you a spare controller

“w-well… when i cant sleep, i tend to just…do something until i get tired. maybe you should try it too? don’t worry, i’ll um, stay with you…”

▸ both of you end up playing a relatively easy and calm game

▸ it ends up making you even more tired

▸ after your fifth yawn, levi offers to call it a night.

▸ agreeing, you snuggle up to him (he silently freaks out :)

▸ unsure of what to do, levi drapes one of the blankets laying on the floor on you.

▸ he knows his room tends to get cold and he doesn’t want you freezing…

▸ it takes a bit of courage, but he kisses your forehead and tells you goodnight.

▸ ends up sleeping beside u <3

satan.

▸ you were usually hesitant to knock on the fourth-born’s door. especially at night

▸ you never knew if you were going to interrupt something really important or something of mild interest.

▸ either way, satan always welcomed you with open arms so you figured it should be fine…probably

▸ after knocking, you heard some shuffling from the other side

▸ once open, satan was surprised to see you standing there awkwardly

▸ though, he figured out the reason relatively quickly.

“…can’t sleep? haha, thought so. come, i think i can help.”

▸ satan has spent a few nights reading about human behavior and habits.

▸ while he struggles with sleeping himself, he understands his needs are a lot different from yours.

▸ instead of going by book though, satan offers his own sleep method.

“reading calms me, it’s why i like it so much. something about a good story can really put you in a good mood. i actually have a few books i tend to read before bed, what if i read them to you?”

▸ satan calls you over to his bed, cleaning it and getting all the books off beforehand (surprising.)

▸ he has you on his lap, cuddled up to his chest.

▸ he begins to read a lighthearted story.

▸ because satan is using a sweet and rather hushed voice, it leaves you feeling weirdly calm

▸ not to mention that satan always has the lingering scent of coffee beans for some reason, which only adds to the drowsiness youre experiencing

▸ barely paying attention to his words anymore, you ended up nodding off.

▸ when satan notice, he chuckled lightly before wrapping his arms around your body

▸ kissed your forehead and said goodnight.

▸ it was the best sleep both of you had tbh

asmo.

▸ coming to asmo is one of the better ideas.

▸ he always knows what to do

▸ though, you were scared you were going to interrupt his sleep…you know how he gets about his sleep….

▸ yes, asmo was a little upset to be waken up, not bothering to put any clothes he just opened the door as is

▸ but when he saw you at the door, his frown quickly became a smile as he pulled you in

“mc! what a lovely surprise! what brings you here— oh! i know, you couldn’t wait til the day to see me right? aww, i missed you too-!”

▸ after kissing your face a bunch, asmo puts on one of his robes and asks why you’re really here

▸ you tell him you cant sleep and he has a concerned look on his face.

“oh no… that’s not good. you humans need your sleep, dont you? hmm…ah! i know just the thing. come close, i wont bite”

“i’ve heard that when you can’t sleep, it’s sometimes caused by stress. let’s relieve some of that tension, hmm?”

▸ asks you to take off your shirt (he wont try anything. pinkie promise)

▸ after he tells you to lay flat on your stomach, he begins to massage your back.

▸ honestly, you weren’t even aware you were so stressed…

▸ it was probably due to the fact you’re a human constantly surrounded by demons.

▸ either way, asmo knoowsss how to work with his hands.

▸ he seems to know every spot that needs the most attention without you having to point it out

▸ with his help, you end up feeling much more relaxed than before.

▸ it doesn’t help that because his hands are so soft, it leaves you feeling airy and like you have butterflies in your stomach.

▸ you didn’t even realize the noises you were making

▸ asmo took it as a sign of it working and was very giddy about it.

▸ after it was all said and done, he gave you your shirt back.

▸ asmo offered to sleep together ^^

▸ not wanting to leave him just yet, you obviously said yes.

▸ now you have a very happy demon in your hands.

▸ cuddling with asmo is one of the best feelings anyone can experience

▸ despite his hands wandering, he keeps it innocent.

▸ hands moving up from your thighs to your sides,

▸ caressing your cheek to gently playing with your hair.

▸ something about his touch made you even more tired.

▸ happy to know he helped, asmo fell asleep shortly after you.

beel.

▸ when you came to beel, he was one of the more sympathetic brothers.

▸ he understood not being able to sleep for one reason or another

▸ his being he was just too hungry and his hunger pains kept him up.

▸ since beel has experience with this, he offers the method he uses.

▸ which is food ofc 🙁… offers to make you something to eat, hoping it might help.

▸ figuring it wouldn’t help to try, you agree.

▸ beel remembers belphie off-handedly mentioning that humans sometimes consume something warm to help relax them.

▸ beel has made tea before, the calming type for lucifer or satan who both suffer from terrible sleep habits.

▸ he has also made warm milk for his brothers before (levi 😯)

▸ he asks which one you’d prefer.

▸ whichever you chose, he makes it for you.

▸ his urge to take it himself was subsided by his need to help you. that need was stronger than any urge he’s had.

▸ anyway, once he gives it to you, beel asks if you’d like to sleep the rest of the night with him.

▸ agreeing, bc who wouldn’t, he smiles at this and picks you up

“don’t worry, you can just fall asleep on the way if you need too. i’ll take care of you, okay?”

▸ being held by beel is one of the most loving feelings you could ever experience.

▸ when carrying you, he’s careful with you.

▸ the affect of the drink begins to take effect as he takes you back to his bed.

▸ the warm feeling being spread around your body is enough to make your eyelids heavy.

▸ when in bed, beel lays you ontop of him.

▸ occasionally kissing the crown of your head, you eventually fell asleep in his arms.

▸ he thought you were so cute…

▸ you’re more than likely smaller than him in comparison

▸ he feels happy to be relied on, especially by you

▸ sleeps happily knowing you came to him

belphie.

▸ the best and obvious choice.

▸ not even bothering to knock, you made your way to the attic where you knew he was there.

▸ best way to wake up belphegor is to tickle him.

▸ the sudden feeling is enough to wake him, (even though he’s aware you’re there already)

▸ he is grumpy at first, but seeing you turns his face into something more neutral

“…huh? mc? why are you here? …can’t sleep? hmm, i see. well, come here then.”

▸ makes space for you next to him

▸ once you’re cuddled next to him he uses his power to make you feel sleepy.

▸ doesn’t tell you this , but you know.

▸ belphie usually sleeps with his demon form out, too lazy to maintain it

▸ so his tail, the soft part, is laid on you.

▸ he’s careful with it though, because of the prickly barbs

▸ for the most part, you don’t mind.

▸ it doesn’t take long for you to sleep

▸ but belphie takes the extra step and controls what kind of dream you’re having

▸ he does have the power to intrude and talk to you there, so he kinda abuses it 😒

▸ you end up having a happy dream about the both of you going on a date.

▸ belphie’s happy you trusted him enough to help. he hopes you’ll come to him again…

▸ its a good excuse to hold you so close like this.

[ruginite]

Common Goals

He’s not ever really been that much of a people person. There’s more than one reason why his unit had called him Wrench, mind. But with new people it’s hard. And with kids? Even harder. Not because he’s afraid of them so much as simply...well he’s a little off kilter now--and kids are a lot like dogs. They can sense it. Or at least he thinks they can. So he usually steers clear of them. But it’s Danny’s weekend and...

Well Bastian had spent a good bit of time just leaned too against the counter in the kitchen. Watching Danny and Grace outside on the deck. Staying out of Steve’s way as he clangs pots and pans and does tail spins in the kitchen. Because Danny’s weekend means more than just Grace being around for two days. It means Steve and him...doing what they can to make sure Danny can maximize the time with his daughter. 

Eventually though....Steve chases him out of the kitchen (more or less). And he’s got two options. The living room to stare at the TV or...outside. And whatever’s left of his confidence turns his feet. Has him finding a chair on the deck, watching the ocean in the distance. Listening to Danny trying to coach Grace on her foot work. And maybe there’s a little snort as blue drags over to watch the pair. Because as much as he loves the shorter male, Penguin’s spitting mostly bullshit.

             Danno....does this look right to you?

             That’s never good....                  Keep working on passing the ball between your feet, Monkey. I’ll be right back.

And then rather all together suddenly....it’s just Bastian and Grace. The ten year old seventy-five pound tops dragon he’s been avoiding. But she doesn’t seem to notice him, so there is that. Moving the ball about in the yard and here it comes. Flying in the complete opposite direction from where she was clearly trying to kick it. Coming to a bouncing rest at Baz’s feet and....oh hell here he goes--Not so confident hands picking it up before he’s pulling himself out of the chair. A hitched step down off the deck and holding it out to her. Gaze kept on the ball more than her.

“Y’need t’hit it with t’back inside a’yer foot...not t’inside a yer toes. Toes r’meant f’passin’ not keepin’ it juggled n’away from yer competition.”

Because yeah it isn’t something he’s mentioned to her dad and Steve before. But there was a time back in high school when he hadn’t just watched futball. He’d played it too. And been on hell of a forward and defensive mid-fielder when the occasion called for it.

[sometipsygnostalgic]

adventure time wizard city liveblog

 well here we go

my last adventure time liveblog, i havent actually done one of these in MANY years... probably not since 2014

this takes place at the same time as obsidian?

DID-- DID CHOOSE GOOSE JUST DIE

DID BUFO JUST KILL CHOOSE GOOSE

yeah i know that’s bufo, they only made it enormously obvious, tsk tsk

@spaceacepearl​ joked about us seeing choose goose get sent to hell but i diDNT EXPECT IT TO HAPPEN

This music is i assume by one of the many musical artists Adam Muto listed on twitter, it rocks. It’s not as hardcore as Obsidian’s intro, but it’s suitably chill for the scene. 

“get offa my bus kid”

Those wizards in the left and far right groups appear to be new! 

OH MY GOD--

HELP?????? NEW PROFILE PIC TIME

HAHAHAHAH

THE MUSICAL CON DID ME GOOD, I DID REALLY LOUD AUDIBLE LAUGHTER

i bet hanna and co had fun making these signs

my favourite is the cat with “FAMILIARS HAVE RIGHTS”

cadorka..... wow

We’re not even four minutes into the ep and peppermint butler has already killed someone in front of a large group of witnesses

“this smells of DARK MAGIC” “yall kids know thats illegal right” peps watches the other kids nod before later joining in, LOL

i cant believe pep started the great gum wars and got killed by golb

SOMEONE has been playing Overwatch... 

i-- i still cant believe choose goose is fucking dead

how long was he stuck in hell for, or was that recent to together again after new death showed up 

i have to admit im not a big fan of spader, too perfect, and not in that funny way either. i hope they give him some characteristics that make him stand out. 

im getting flashbacks to OK KO and Owl House here...

Cadebra using music is a reference to Abracadaniel’s love of interpretetive dance in Play Date. 

“they only laugh because youre different” “i know” “SO STOP BEING DIFFERENT” oh my god it’s like talking to my own parents cadebra is actually... a LOT like me, less in her hyperactivity but more in her nonchalant enthusiasm and almost acceptance of the inevitable bullying because it means more time in people’s consciousness

ahhh - it’s quietly revealed here that she is responsible and a skilled magician, she is just bored of magic! i like that she parents abracadaniel instead of being downtrodden by his ramblings. 

PEP NO--- oh i see the problem, he hasn’t got his Bug Milk... sorry Martin Olsen fans, no Hunson today. At least we get one more Phil Face for the road! 

candy people in their natural habitat

Ahhh that’s Doctor Calidoneus! The voice actor was at the recent Distant Lands panel alongside Pep and Blaine’s actors. 

“pretty sure hes just trashcandy” - i like you, sassy antler lady

the mystery of how he gets clothes

and once again spader is proving to be the most irritating distant lands character of the lot, there is no subversion here. where is the subversion?  

NANI

what is going on here? are pep and peppermint the same person or not? im sure they must be, but there is something going on here with peppermint butler’s soul being trapped in the body of his child self who hasn’t got the same memories. 

OH, HYNDEN WALCH DID A NEW LINE yes this is what im here for, special over 

peppermint butler cursed himself... of course he did - Shado was correct!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

ROCK STUDENT, BLESSED ROCK STUDENT, WAS THAT POOR GUY WHO LOOKS LIKE A JAWBREAKER

love the reference to astral plane, of course pep cant astrally project because cursed pep is still inside of him 

wow, blaine, wow

they have a crush

LITTLE DUDE! COLE SANCHEZ!

i love the dynamic between cadebra and abracadaniel, imo so far it’s the heart of the special. im not really gripped by peppermint butler’s school troubles. i imagine someone else probably will be but i want to run past that shit as far as possible. 

TRDGFYGHJH

WE

WE MADE  A PREDICTION THAT WAS JUST LIKE THIS

PEPPERMINT BUTLER GETTING TURNED INTO THE FOUR COMPONENTS OF PEPPER MINT BUTT LURE WAS IN THE WIZARD CITY PREDICTIONS ART DRAW THAT HASNT BEEN POSTED YET

ILL SHOW YOU WHEN NICK POSTS THE VIDEO and then ill tell you who made the prediction because i... think it was nick himself, insanity 

who plagiarized finn’s signature???

turns out pep really DID take over wizard city!!!!

i love this band

i understand your pain peps

you probably have a bit too much in common with your mother, and i imagine it isn’t easy being turned into a kid and not being able to do stuff that came so easy. you’re disappointing yourself! (he’s literally disappointing himself)

I’m less than halfway through the special, what the fuck. I wasn’t wrong when I said Wizard City had a lot on its plate. It’s noit that I’ve been particularly gripped up to this point, though to be fair I didn’t pause at all during the other specials barring Obsidian. 

that... that poor kid is still a rock

and then the preview happened and bufo casually revealed to the audience that, yes, he killed choose goose

i dont know whats happening with pep but it seems he needs to be exorcised of... pep. which is a shame. i hope they learn to coexist. 

i have to say the background work in this special is really good! like, really damn good. 

WH

WHAT

DID SPADER JUST DIE

IS THIS WHY PEOPLE THINK PEPBUT KILLED HIM 

oh thats right - abracadaniel is cadebra’s uncle! this must be abracadniels sister. sorry, folks, he doesn’t fuck. 

Where are they? Is this anywhere near Wizard City? It’s an unpopulated prewar wasteland. 

THESE ARE JUST HUMANS

OF COURSE SHE WANTS TO PERFORM TO MILQUETOAST HUMANS

my child

is this an art style choice or did they get the people from that one studio to make this

HANNA FINALLY GETS TO FULFIL HER DREAM OF INSERTING KANEDA INTO ADVENTURE TIME

the red jacket he wears and his head pill shape is a big kaneda reference actually, which i suppose makes sense considering he’s a rival to our protagonist, but it’s a bit on the nose

bufo killed one of his own students? but why????

“MY UNCLE’S A COP”

“no one likes a rat”

i actually really like blaine, though im confused. did their VA change halfway through the special?

HOW NATURAL, NO WASTE, IT IS AN ENDLESS CHAIN

did doctor caledonius steal the trophy,,,? 

EVIL SNAIL EVIL SNAIL

MONMSTER HUNJTER DISCOVERY NOISE, this time it’s a tetsucabra

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I HAVE QUESTIONS

god i wish this is what this special was about, i miss adventure time

these remind me of the comics with their art style :) i wonder who designed them? the one on the right with pb and pep, in particular, very comics-y. 

fdgfhgf because he’s like 500

“pep can be kind of a jerk but he wouldn’t kill anyone”

sorry, cadebra, i have news for you

is doctor calednoius the true villain? if bufo’s out of the picture, she MUST be, 

ANTS

oh no, he might gbe stuck in wizard city :( 

HELP

the writing on the wall...

SPADER LITERALLY FUCKING DIED OH YM JESUS CHRIST

PEPPERMINT BUTLER’S OWN CULT????

THIS IS JUST OK KO NOW

okay im not surprised all the teachers at wizard city are cultists in worship of peps, maybe they killed spader and bufo because they bullied peps T_T

wait no, they thought spader had the potential, but sadly not

HE FUCKING KILLED HIMSELF

sorry, i was distracted by the pretty dope fight sequence and now the special is over????

fucking jesse, hes probably at least partly responsible for the cult nonsense

This credits art is by Maya Petersen!!!! Holy shit it’s adorable!

LRETGFDRGTFGMHGFHFG

LEAF MAN

DO YOU THINK THEY PUT HIM IN RETROSPECTIVELY

DO YOU THINK MAYA PETERSEN DREW THIS AND ADAM PUT IT IN THE EP RETROSPECTIVELY

HE LIVES

MAYBE THIS IS WHY CHOOSE GOOSE WENT TO HELL

okay, it’s over :) 

first thoughts out of the way: not a big fan of this special. it’s like watching a completely different show. it’s not got the PZSHAHH of the normal wizard city stuff and there weren’t a lot of funny jokes or even hearty moments in the thing. 

it suffers from a lack of invested character interactions, much like BMO did. there was not a single main cast member in the whole thing! and like i said before, much of peppermint butler’s character in the show is based on his very sweet relationship to his mother, princess bubblegum, so when they showed a single (hilarious) photo of them together it made me sad we didn’t get any scenes with them together. it would have STOLEN this episode. and they teased the hunson golf photo, and death!!! and jake appeared in a photo T_T last jake appearance. 

it also suffers because Peppermint Butler is clearly not himself, imo he was way more entertaining in the Together Again special, where we seem him back to his “normal” self. 

i dont think peps being a dark wizard was something to “kill off” exactly. i wonder what was going on there? was that actually peps, or was that a spirit he cursed himself with based on himself? we at least know in the future he does become a dark wizard again, and even princess :) this special didn’t answer those questions but lol. 

THE GOOD STUFF, because yes, there was a lot of good stuff! 

God, I’m with Aracle and Maya on this - I LOVE Cadebra and her relationship to Pep. I wish she was even in more of this - I would love to watch the adventures of Cadebra and Pepbut in their first year of school, like in the end credits.

That, imo, is where the heart of the special lay - Peppermint Butler’s attempts to impress himself, versus Cadebra’s self acceptance and desire to follow her dreams of being a goofy goober, no matter what other people thought of her. 

It turned out that Cadebra is a responsible student and family member. I really liked that. Her scenes with Abracadaniel were, somehow, my favourite in the entire special! 

I like that theres a lot of cool magic towards the end of this special, and a lot of HORRIFYING DEATH. It wouldn’t be adventure time if you didn’t randomly kill off child characters. Poor Spader, I hated you but damn, what a grim fate. 

I like that Bufo and Caledonius had this crush/hatred thing going on, but they were part of the same cult in the end. 

I didn’t like the giant peps scene at the end, the monster was extremely milquetoast compared to the madness we usually get in AT. Obsidian, for example, had the awesome Larvo design. Nemesis had some INSANE dark magic!!!!  I wish they drew more from that episode. 

Considering how much Steve Little appears in this special, I do feel bad for Mace (little Peps). He said he would have really benefitted from coaching, but recieved none. He had to re-record his lines 3 times! Judging from his description of events, Wizard City was a hard time for him. 

The wizard school did remind me, heavily, of both The Owl House and OK KO. Personally I was hoping AT would offer me something more insane, but I do love both of those shows, and I know Wizard City was on a really tight schedule. 

I think they should have spent less time on the school bullying plot, and skipped straight to MURDER. 

We did have a cold opening, not on par with Together Again’s at all, but damn!

I am wondering where I would put this in the watch list? I do think it should sit after Obsidian as the third special. The intro scene makes it clear this takes place at the same time as Obsidian!!!

Well, that was it, the last ep of AT for the next few years at least T_T

i think together again was the better finale, definitely. but wizard city feels pretty detached from AT for me, despite the familiar characters it tonally isn’t like the show other than the awesome brutal death scenes. I thought the last 11 minutes was easily the best in the special! Which, honestly, is how it should be, though I do wish it gripped me more. Maybe I’m just not the target audience for Wizard City? It feels like something I would find very compelling if I was a bit younger! 

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yeah i totally agree with what you said about satire and schlatt basically taking the easy way out. it seems like since that video he's kinda eased back from doing that shit, either bc the backlash or bc his friends have started verbally calling him out on it, both to his face and through making comments about him on stream (comments as in like saying they dont agree with what he did and saying they thought that video was terrible, not like them shading him or whatever ajsksk) which is good but also i wouldnt be surprised if something like that video happened again just bc like. it is his career and at this point he has to know what his larger fanbase is like to an extent, which means he also knows those terrible fucking jokes will make him money. i dont like that, but im also not gonna sit around and pretend like i cant see the fucking obvious, ya know? from what ive seen of him when he's not putting on a show for his main channel, or when he isnt around people who both encourage and enable his bad behavior (not saying this to shift blame, ive just noticed how he goes from making actually funny jokes that are harmless or, at most, a pretty obvious example of him poking fun at shitty people, at least imo, to like. straight up just being offensive when he's with people like swagger, miz, etc. vs ted, charlie and so on), he seems like a pretty good guy and its pretty clear to me that he doesnt hold the same views as the character he plays up for his main channel but that doesnt change the fact that his audience is now full of the worst kinds of people and that is how he makes money.

as someone who, again, watched idubbbz, as well as filthyfrank, they both stated they were playing characters and they didnt agree with the shit they were joking about, joji especially, but them saying that isnt very well known by even their own fanbase who just watches their main channel stuff, bc the one video where joji made that explicitly clear what he was doing, he later deleted for people harassing him in the comments (it was an old ass video where he basically said that playing those characters was giving him literal health problems, specifically stress induced seizures, and his comments were so bad that he never made an ooc video on his main channel again) and the one video i can think of where ian explicitly said he was playing a character was like an hour long podcast with h3, which most people dont even wanna watch bc it is a painfully uncomfortable one hour, considering the fact that they are supposed to be friends. besides that, the only other time they were really out of character was in vlogs with maxmoefoe, and they still did their offensive bits from time to time bc it was still going up on youtube, even if it wasnt their main channel. compare that to schlatt who has, as far as i know, never explicitly said he's playing a character, and the closest he has gotten to saying that was in some weekly slap video that i cant remember the title of bc all those videos kinda blend together if im being honest. like they definitely show a different, better side of him, but they are also all really short videos with only gameplay to watch and he never even promotes the channel, so its not like the shitty people watching him are like "hm time to take some time out of my day to go watch big man schlatt give people advice and be a genuine person for once", right?

idk. schlatt is just such a weird person for me bc like. he is a big comfort for me, i really do enjoy his content when he's not making bad stabs at satire (bc sometimes he does it right!! but a lot of the time, at least recently, he has just missed the mark entirely, to the point where it feels like he wasnt even trying to hit the mark at all), but he is also so uncomfortable to watch sometimes just bc he seems to either not know where the line is, or thinks crossing it is okay bc its him playing a character and that's not fun to watch as a minority who often ends up being apart of that "punchline".

that aside tho...yes, unfortunately idubbbz does still make content (and i say unfortunately bc it is not very good) though it seems like he is very slow to upload and last i checked, the views arent too great, but ive seen worse. probably the only thing that could bring back his views at this point would be a content cop, but like a year or so back he said he has no plans of continuing the series bc he finds it boring now, which is fair enough. i dont really keep up with him anymore, but as far as i know, he just got married to anisa and he streams on twitch sometimes, besides that the dude is a mystery to me!

—🦷 (also im sorry if this is formatted weird, for whatever reason tumblr has indented each of my paragraphs with one of those grey line thingys and it wont let me remove it. if it doesnt show up in the actual ask then ignore this!)

This is kind of old now (sorry), but I still wanted to respond because I really appreciate your perspective :)

> I always wonder how people not involved in the fandom view Schlatt. Because wasn't there this thing about Hasan genuinely thinking that he was conservative? And like he obviously doesn't now, but does that not impact how he sees him and his content? I don't mean to dictate friendships - of course - I'm just curious as to the impact of having that audience from an outsider pov. I remember being shocked what that thing happened with the pdp fan, but I later found that many people weren't because they knew the nature of the audience he cultivated; maybe I'm just stupid, I had no idea. (Not that Schlatt and pdp are the same, it's just a loose comparison.)

> No one should face harassment, but I doubt Joji deleting that video helped his case. (I mean ig it worked out in the long term considering everything that happened with his music, but yk.) I'm very sorry for the health problems he faced with the characters themselves though. I don't know much about him but that sounds awful.

> I have thoughts on The Weekly Slap, but I think they make me sound bitter and don't add much so just know that they're there ajfdkjdf. I will say that he doesn't seem like "Jschlatt" in them, and moreso just a guy. I know that he quit it for a number of reasons and one of them was not being comfortable with that kind of connection in relation to his increasing fame, but honestly I think his complete dislodgement from his fanbase isn't healthy either.

> I mean, I get it. I've watched a lot of content from a lot of people - ranging from kind of unpleasant to very unsavory - and it's kind of a weird feeling with YouTube and Twitch stuff. Idk it's like - when I go to the grocery store, I'm not wondering if the guy checking my things out is a racist. When I see a commercial, I don't wonder if that guy advertising chicken nuggets is a secret creep. But with content creation of this kind, it's just a weird thought in the back of my mind. I don't know if this makes sense lmao

> Weird that Idubbz finds content cop "boring." I guess the formula is kind of stale and half of the content was the edge, but it seems like the kind of thing that'd be perfect to capitalize off of around now. Cool that he got married... I think. I mean if he's happy ???

> Don't mind the formatting, and sorry to respond like WAY past when this conversation was relevant T_T. I read it right away but the timing got off with actually being able to type stuff out.