#FUCKKKK I MISSED YOU MISS RAIN!!! I MISSED YOU!!!

[coronangelic1]

GUYS ITS RAINING RN OHH MY GOD AFTER MONTHS OF DROUGHT THERES RAIN! ITS RAINING!!!!!! FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[popiplant]

THE GREAT POPI UT FIC REC LIST . PART 1. SFW!! (warning these r all sans centric)

some of these r old. u can tell theyre old, they have old tropes and are on the ledge on being a little TOO edgy. but i love them sm.

my bookmark notes r the only description ur getting get ready. and a doodle if i remember whats in the fic

complete works || mind the tags!

no pairings - Phantom Pains by Silverskye13

popi review : I JUSD READ THIS AGAIN IM INSANE IM INSANE IM NOT NORMALLL

no pairings - Rift by scians

popi review : FUCKKKK I'M FREAKING OIT I'M GOING CRAZY..A LITTLE INSANE IF YOU WILL.

sans/grillby - Scorched Scraps and Tatters by CatKing_CatKin

popi review : I FUCKING LOVE THIS !!!!! YEESAAAAAA

sans/grillby - He Says He Loves Me by reflectionsofalex

popi review : ON THE FLOOR CRYING

this is long! more under the cut!

no pairing - a lesson in grief. by Anonymous

popi review : i swear to got this wad tje fic that got me into my year long depressive episode… tmi

no pairing - No Rain by Digi_Wears_Goggles

popi review : AAHHMUUUGGH HES SO.

no pairing - To know that they'll never fade away by GibbousLunation

popi review : KILL ME

sans/gaster - he was pointing at the moon but i was looking at his hand by CallicoKitten

popi review : i miss thdm…

no pairing - Hairline Fractures by kaliawai512

popi review : FUCKKK

no pairing - give my gun away when it's loaded by orphan_account

popi review : the depression

no pairing - not like im gonna crack my soul over this or something by TripleTripThreat (DarkColdSummer)

popi review : LOSING IT

no pairing - Skelebros Raise Frisk by Seasnake

popi review : AAUAGHGHHHHHHH

no pairing - Permanent Smile by undertalefa

popi review : AAAAAJHHHH !!!! I NEVER READ THE ENDING OF THIS ONE IM SO HAPPY YAAAYYY !!!!!!!!

no pairing - Drag you down by dyonisia96

popi review : BANGER BANGER BANGER

no pairing - Absolution by metalhamster

popi review : OHH YM GGKODDDDDDDDD. MOUTH OPEN JN AWE WJAT THE FUUUCCKKK

no pairing - Getting to the Root of Things by dotYoo

popi review : WHAT IF I DIED

no pairing - brother, killer, friend by dumbkili

popi review : im so ill

no pairing - Fractured Psyche by BlueDew

popi review : punches my wall really hard

sans/toriel - Feeling Bonely by Zeezeepearl

popi review : SNIFF SJIFF AYAGHGHHHH

no pairing - Butterscotch Pie (Hold the Cinnamon) by kaliawai512

popi review : HANDPLATES MAKES ME WANT TO KMS

no pairing - Oh, Brother by peachyelixer

popi review : IM ILL IM ILL

no pairing - Growing Pains by taizi

popi review : AAAAAAAAAAUUUUGGHHHHHHH

no pairing - hole by rhyssands

popi review : why the FUCK did i not bookmark this its fire

[icyfox17]

https://www.tumblr.com/icyfox17/730188258577907712

just going thru your ask games tag at this point

rain, fog, oak

oohhh this is a fun ask game HELP i miss ask games...

rain - What makes you feel at home?

hmmmm... my pets:) i get homesick really easily and the one thing i miss normally is my pets. coming home to nes wagging her tail and then flopping on the floor asking for belly rubs is so so lovely. it's warm and i love hugging her and shes home (the cat is home too i just see the dog more hahahah)

fog - Name four things you'd like to know more about.

DUDE these are all such good ones... hmmmm

i'd love to know more about cat psychology. i reallyyyy wanna take an animal psych course lol. i wouldve if i hadnt switched uni's but hopefullyyy in the future i can. if not just study cats in the future. i'd love that

recently (as we discussed yesterday lol) ive been super into plants!! i wanna learn more about wildflowers and mushrooms and trees and just rahshshsh i loveeee nature <3

i love linguistics!!! before switching unis n stuff i was going to take a linguistics class and im SO SAD I DIDNT GET TO IT SOUNDS SO INTERESTINGGG 😭😭😭😭😭

idk what specifically but i really like music so i'd love to learn about music lol like maybe music theory? idkk i just find it super neat:0

oak - What is the wisest thing someone has said to you over the last year?

UHH UHHH UHHH FUCKKKK im so bad at knowing off the top of my head ermmm

i swear i wrote it down somewhere..

yep nope i have no fucking clue HELP

[kreativewritin444]

Too heavy for rain

chapter 2!!!!!!

actually really enjoying my ideas. please feel free to message me any of yours!

warnings: cursing, alc, simple shit

song for this chapter : Ruelle: the other side

i actually never enjoyed being at home. i hid out in my room most the time, if i wasn’t at John B’s. with everything that has happened though, i haven’t been over to the chateau.

i’ve gotten messages from everyone, except the one person i was hoping for...jj.

deciding i wasn’t going to stay home today, especially after reading that there is gonna be another party tonight. i decided to get up and ready. i wasn’t- i couldn’t show how badly jj effected me.

i thought maybe the years of friendship, me being there through every shitty moment we had it would be enough. that he would love her back.

she realized she thought wrong.

i through on some mascara, needing nothing else really. allowing myself dress in a cute crop top with a bikini underneath. along with a tight high waisted shorts that allowed me to show myself off.

"as i fucking should.” i giggled in the mirror at my appearance.

“you fucked with the wrong one, jj maybank.

before leaving i glanced down at my phone in debating. giving in i dialed the one number i haven’t talked to since the last time i went to the party.

“hello?” rafe’s voice picked up.

“h-hey, umm. are you going to the keg tonight?” i bit my lip.

“yeah, i was actually about to leave now. do you want a ride?” he questions.

“yes please.” you nod even though he can’t see you.

“i’m with topper and sarah, is that cool?” he questions.

fuckkkk, kie will be so mad if she finds out i went with sarah cameron.

“uh, yeah that’s uh cool. just let me know when your here.” you hung up quickly. you hit yourself in the head. god kie will kill you.

oh well she didn’t invite you.

5 mins later i received a text that rafe was outside. i grabbed my bag, following outside. noticing the passenger seat was the only open seat.

i jumped in, giving a awkward wave to sarah and topper.

the ride was awkward, beside a few small talk between everyone. i was grateful to arrive.

i walked around, rafe giving me a soft smile. “thanks again for the ride.”

he shakes his head, “no problem.”

i follow him through the path seeing the crowd of people. rafe grabs a drink, turning back to hand it to me.

“cheers.” you clinked your cans together, before you downed it.

“hey, let’s not have a repeat of last time though.” rafe gave me a look.

i rolled my eyes, “i’ll be fine, no need for the worries.” i glance over spotting my friends.

“hey ill be right back.” you walk over towards them. john b being the first to spot you.

“freya!” he ran over giving you a hug. “where the hell you been?”

you glance at kie, who followed where you just came from.

“dealing with stuff.” i muttered, grabbing another beer.

kie scoffed, “you were just with rafe?”

i rolled your eyes, “yes, he gave me the ride here. not like you offered or invited me.” you spat back.

she laughed, “what you going kook now?”

i glare at her, “ don’t ever say that shit again! you know what the fuck i go through, unlike your ass.” i bite back.

you laugh, “ you know what i thought i could come here, see y’all. forget the shitty things that have been going on. guess i was wrong, again!”

i storm off from them slamming right into someone.

“fucking watc-” i cut myself off seeing it was jj. with a girl on his arm.

“y/n.” he spoke my name, without meeting my eye.

“oh fucking great.” i sarcastically laugh. you glance at the girl,the exact opposite of who i was.

i stare her down, “don’t worry sweetie. he’ll leave you after he’s done fucking you.”

i push past jj, making sure to slam shoulders. i didn’t even notice i finished my drink. i walked back towards the kook area. rafe’s eyes finding mine.

“i want another.” i mutter throwing my empty can into the trash.

rafe didn’t argue, just handed me a new one.

“you okay?”

i smiled, “im fine.”

i pulled my keys out, stabbing the end of the the can. shotgunning the beer.

“okay miss girl!” sarah giggled from the distance, i sent her a wink.

i reached forward to grab another but rafe tried to stop me.

i glare at him, “i don’t need you to father me. if you’re that worried, i’ll find my own ride home.” i snatched the drink.

rafe goes to speak, but i turned and walked off.

i was almost drunk, not exactly there. i observed the crowd when my eyes landed on jay.

he was whispering in that girls ear, her giggling.. my blood was boiling.

“hey.” i jumped. sarah stood behind me.

“hi.” i muttered, sipping my new drink.

“i know we aren’t friends at all, especially since your best friends with kiara. and i don’t wanna come out of line or anything.” i stare at sarah.

“your point is?”

“you seem like a good person, and i can see your going through some shit. so if you ever maybe wanted to talk.” she rambles off and i smile at her softly.

“i don’t fully trust you, but i appreciate it sarah.” i motion for her to sit.

she follows siting quietly. “ i honestly just feel so hurt, right now.” i laugh miserably.

she still stayed quiet.

“i thought he loved me, but i was wrong a-and i try to talk to my friends and their mad i came with yall. i feel like im fucking ever- everything up and i am so alone.” i finally got it off my chest. it felt good.

“would you wanna come over to mine after this party? i don’t know much about you and i totally get it if you don’t want too, but i know how it feels to be alone.” she offers, giving me a soft smile.

i laugh a little, “i actually really wouldn’t mind that.”

my eyes caught rafe, who was talking to topper, but his focus was on me. i glance back to jj, seeing his staring down rafe, then glancing over to me.

[chrisevansszn]

Valleys and Mountains-BONUS 🏔

2.k words

18 and up only ‼

A few weeks later you and Chris sat down with your lawyers to sign the divorce papers. As you both walked out, you noticed a young girl sitting outside the room. You finished up the conversation with your lawyer and headed out. You walked by and the young girl smirked at you. It had to be Cree. You stopped.

“Did you just smirk at me?” You wanted all the smoke.

“I’m just glad this is all finalized.”

“You must be Cree the whore. Well, best of luck to you.”

You turned to Chris.

“Did you tell Cree about you kissing me a few weeks ago when you came to get more stuff?” You faced Cree. “Don’t worry sweetie. I stopped him, but just know he was ready to risk it all.”

You turned and headed down the hall, and into your new single life!

Life was so peaceful after your divorce. You were promoted within your job to Vice-President, you were focused on yourself, and traveling a lot. Your job had your flying to Philadelphia for a work conference for a week. You packed up the night before and knew it would be a long week ahead. You headed to the airport and was running a little late because of traffic but luckily you made it! You only had carry-on luggage and boarded the plane. You seat was in first class, you put your suitcase overhead and sat down in relief.

You got yourself situated and looked over to see who your flying buddy was. IT WAS CHRIS! You absolutely froze! He was just sitting here smiling. The stewardess come over and handed Chris a vodka and tonic.

“Hi Y/N”

You had to gather your words.

“Chris…what a surprised. This is crazy!”

It had been 9 months since you last saw Chris. He looked totally different you barely recognized him! He had grown out his hair and his beard, he gained some weight, and you noticed a little tattoo peeking out of his flannel shirt.

“I know. I was wondering how long it was going to take you to recognize me.” He laughed.

“I mean, you look totally different.”

“Yeah, I change it up from time to time these days.”

You smiled.

“Good for you.”

You ordered two shots of tequila, and some pretzels. The plane finally began to move. It was raining but not a lot so there was no delay. Chris looked so different but yet so good at the same time. You did your best not to look is way. Chris spoke again.

“So, how is everything with you?”

“Busy. Just work and traveling a lot these days. You?”

“Same. I’m just focused on working right now. I thought to take up carpentry.”

“Really? That is so left field, but then again it’s you.”

You both burst out laughing. You wanted to ask about his relationship but hell no. That’s desperate af.

But then….

“Cree and I are not together. I’m living the single life.”

Woah..you wasn’t expecting that one.

“Same. The peace is really amazing.”

You were so happy that shit failed!

You are Chris continue to chat; both were heading to Phly for a work trip. You caught up on family and other things. You were surprised at how mature you were actually being. The two-hour flight went by super-fast. The plane landed and it was time to get off.

“Where are you staying while you are here?”

“The Sheraton that is connected to the airport.”

“Really. Me too.”

Just great. You smiled.

“Nice!”

You said goodbye to Chris, grabbed your suitcase, and headed out. You got your rental car and drove around the corner to the hotel and checked in. You were staying in the presidential suit on the 29thfloor. It had everything you needed and more. The view was amazing!

You ordered room service and called it a night. You could not believe what transpired today.

The first couple of days flew by. You went the conference both days, hiking, and sight-seeing. Day three you decided to stay in but then you got a text. It was from Chris…he kept your number.

*Hey Y/N, I just wanted to know if you would like to have dinner tonight? *

You stared at your phone. Dinner isn’t going to hurt anything right? You waited 10 minutes before accepting his offer.  He texted is room number 2530, wait that’s literally a few rooms down, your room number is 2525. What in the hell!

You sent Chris your room number back and agreed to dinner at 7 P.M. Chris arrived at your room a few before 7PM. He knocked at your door.

“Hey there, come in. I just have to throw on my heels.”

“Heels? For me?”

Your face grimaced.  You turn to him.

“For me.”

Chris giggled.

“Well, you look great.”

“You as well.”

You put on your heels and grabbed your purse.

“Let’s go.”

Chris opened your room door.

“After you.”

You walked by and caught a whiff of his cologne, Guilty Gucci. Some things never change.

You and Chris walked side by side down the hall, down the elevator, and to his rental car that was waiting outside. He opened the door for you. You thanked him and he went around and got in.

“Where are we going?”, you asked.

“To Barclay Prime.”

You looked over at him. That is a very expensive restaurant!

“Oh, that is top tier.”

“Only the best for you.” Chris smiled at you.

You guys arrived at the restaurant and parked valet. You and Chris were escorted to your reserved table that came with an amazing view of the city.

“This is beautiful.”

“It really is. I’m happy you like it.”

Chris ordered a bottle of wine for the table, and you both ordered food.

“Thank you for joining me for dinner.”

“Thank you for having me.”

“You know. I just want to apologize for everything I’ve done to you. I put you through so much and threw our marriage away. I regret it so much. I don’t know what I was thinking. I feel so stupid to this day.”

The waiter brought over your meals. You took a bite.

“Thank you for the apology. You really broke me with the affair. I felt like I had no choice but to retaliate. I wanted to get even….no regrets either.”

Chris looked up from is meal and took a drink of wine. He wasn’t expecting that at all. It got quiet for a minute, but then the conversation turned light. You both were making jokes and reminiscing about old memories, before you knew it three hours had went by.

“We should go. We’ve drank six bottles of wine and we are getting loud.” Chris said.

“Good idea.”

Chris snatched the check before you could put a finger on it and paid and went back to the hotel. Chris walked you to your room.

“Thank you again. I enjoyed it.”

You said leaning with the door opened.

“Same.”

“I’ll see you around then?”

“Yes ma’am. Goodnight.”

“Night.”

You walked in and closed the door behind you. You stood for a second and couldn’t believe that you even went to dinner with Chris. You took off your heels and sat on the bed.

There was a knock at the door. You went to open it.

Chris was standing there, eyes totally on you. He walked in and grabbed your face and as he kissed you slowly and passionate. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he pulled you in closer grabbing your ass with the palms of his hands. You moved your hands down and begin to unbuckle his belt. Well…you just opened that door. Chris began to unzip your dress from the back, and it fell down to the floor. He picked you up and you straddled him as he walked you to the bed and laid down. You laid back and watched him undress. He had a new tattoo….what kind of bird is that? He pulled your body to the edge as he got on his knees and pulled your panties off. He devoured you from the inside out while fingering you nice and slow. You ran your fingers through his hair. Chris’ tongue worked magic. You pulled his head up and pull him on top of you.

“A condom now.”, you said.

“Are you serious.”

“Very.”

He grabbed a condom from his wallet and put it on. Chris climbed back on top of you and penetrator your walls so deep. His dick was so thick and long; your back immediately arched. He held you so close as he moved in and out. You could hear him moan in your ear. You licked his neck and moved up to his ear. He begins to stroke faster making you even more wet. Chris flipped you over and you got on top. You rode him with all you had, you wanted him to regret ever cheating on you. Let him know what he is missing! He had one hand on your ass and another around your neck squeezing gently.

“Fuckkkk.”, Chris whispered.

He then flipped you over on your stomach and fucked you from behind as you laid on your stomach. That was is favorite position.

“I’m about to cum. I can’t hold it.”

You lifted up into doggy style to finish. He was hitting all your spots from behind and you both finished at the same time. You laid next to each other. Chris pulled you close and kissed you on your forehead. You both fall asleep instantly.

The next morning when you woke up it took a minute to process everything. Chris was still asleep in the bed. You laid there for a second and watched him sleep. Today was your last night in Philadelphia before you left tomorrow morning. You literally had a free day. You answered some work emails from your phone and looked over to see Chris finally waking up.

“Good Morning.”

“Good Morning.”

“You don’t have a conference today?”

“No. I basically have free day until I fly out tomorrow.”

Chris sat up.

“Let’s go sight-seeing.”

“How did you know that’s what I wanted to do today?”

“Woman…although we aren’t married anymore. I still know you.”

He got out the bed, dick swinging from left to right.

“I’m going to shower and change, and I’ll be right back.”

You nodded. You got up as well to shower and put on some comfortable clothes and tennis shoes. Chris returned about 45 minutes later. You and Chris toured the city, visited landmarks, and did a little shopping. It was honestly nice. The laughter can’t be explained. You both returned to your hotel room and ordered room service and a movie. Yall had sex one more time in the shower before Chris heading back to his room.

“What time is your flight tomorrow?”, Chris asked.

“6:30 in the damn morning.”

“I think the universe maybe telling us something. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You both parted ways and you went to bed. The next morning you boarded your flight and Chris asked someone to switch seats in first class, so he can sit next to you. You two conversed all the way back to Boston. The flight landed and you both walked off the plane together towards the exits.

“Y/N, I was just wondering if maybe we can hang out sometimes.  I really enjoyed this week with you and maybe-“

“No Chris we cannot. I would never rekindle anything with you after what you did to me. Thank you for the sex and the food. Best of luck to you.”

You grabbed your suitcase and walked away from Chris, leaving him behind and never looking back…not once. Back to reality!

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[maybe-your-left]

long distnace relationship with ben? 🥺

tEARSSSSSSS long-distance is so hard. my only long-distance relationship lasted about a week after I left for college and it CRASHED and burned. 

Benji with long distance. 

“So, would you want to hang out later?” 

Your cheeks flushed pink, brushing back a stray hair behind your ear as you looked down at the worksheet. Clearing your throat, “Uh-yeah we could use some extra time to work on this if we want to pass.” 

“Oh,” your partner looked at you confused, leaning on the table on their forearms, “I wasn’t talking about our project baby, I meant like you and me. And my place, maybe smoke a couple joints and see what happens.” 

You scooted back a little bit, “Oh, sorry I don’t smoke-sorry.” 

“That’s fine, I’m sure we can figure something else out. Pick you up at 7?” 

“No-I’m fine. I have a boyfriend.” 

His eyebrow cocked, “Oh yeah? Why have I never seen him?” 

You cleared your throat again, your voice squeaking as you tried to explain yourself, “He-he lives across the country. We’re doing long distance.” 

“Ohhhh,” he nodded his head, “So he’s fake?” 

“Wha-no!” 

“It’s okay to be scared baby, if you’re a virgin it’s okay I’ll be gentle.” 

You shot from your seat, frantically packing your bags as your project mate was laughing at you. Watching your beet red face as you scrambled out of the room, yelling at you over your shoulder, “Long distance isn’t real baby! I’ll see you later!” 

-----

You spent the remainder of the day crying into your pillow, unable to look at your phone in fear of teasing. You had transferred schools two months ago, away from Ben. The two of you had talked about the pros and cons, but he wanted you to do what was best. The school you two were at dropped your major halfway through your sophomore year, and you were scouted from another one. Ben wanted you to succeed, and over Winter break he flew with you to Oregon. Moving you into a small studio apartment, stayed with you for as long as he could. He even tried to get all online classes so he could move with you but you reminded him that pilot school was ‘hands on learning’. 

Now all you had with him was nightly facetime calls, even though for him it was past midnight. He stayed up to talk to you, tell you about his day and fall asleep with you. Ben sent you packages, bought you food, paid your rent, all from across the country. Just so you could focus on school and coming back to him as soon as you could. 

You were exhausted, your partner had been hounding you for days to hangout, and you always had an excuse. Even asking the professor to move you into a different group, but they just waved you off. You were an adult you could handle it yourself, and Ben was no help. He just got angry when you told him about it, offering to come and beat the man, but that wasn’t the Ben you wanted. That was the old Ben. Whose name was a curse on your tongue whenever you thought about how horrible he used to be, but when you brought up your issues he didn’t listen. Just raged behind the screen until he noticed you shut down and then apologised profusely for flying off the handle. 

Sleep came to you swiftly once you shed all your tears, passing out in your clothes and makeup. Smearing snot and tears along your pillow case throughout the night. You didn’t even wake up to your alarm, groggily rising out of bed with dry eyes. 

Rain pattering on the window overlooking the city. You stretched your arms out, yawning before fingering for your phone. Blinking as the light blinded you, finally becoming aware that you missed last nights phone call... 

Hi babygirl, I missed you so much today. 

How was your class with that weirdo? 

Hello? 

Did you break your phone again? 

*Missed call from Benji*

*Missed call from Benji*

What’s going on? Answer your phone baby.

Did you go out to dinner or something with your art friends? 

*Missed FaceTime call from Benji* 

*Missed call from Benji*

*Missed call from Benji*

WHATS GOING ON?

ANSWER YOUR PHONE.

If you fucking died without me I swear to god. 

*Missed call from Benji*

If you don’t answer I’m going to lose my shit. 

*Missed call from Benji*

*Missed call from Benji*

*Missed call from Benji*

*Missed call from Benji*

“Shit,” you whispered, bringing the phone to your ear and dialing Ben’s number. Waiting anxiously for him to pick up, biting your lip as the phone rang and rang. It finally clicked, letting out a sigh of relief as you spoke, “Hi baby-” 

“This is Ben, don’t leave a message I won’t listen to it.” 

“Oh no...” 

You sprang out of bed, wedging the phone between your ear and shoulder to try him over and over. Even calling his roommates Finn and Poe, when none of them answered you called for drastic measures. 

“This is Leia.”

“Mom! Oh thank god,” you cried into the phone, “Where is Ben, he’s not answering his phone?” 

“Sweetie! Oh I’m glad to hear from you, how is school? Everything okay over there? Ben said he was coming to visit you in a few weeks, do you want me to send him with some food or money? You know how I worry about you all alone over there.” 

“Leia.” 

“All alone, and poor Benny! He’s just lost without you, between you and me I think he’s stopped showering since you left and he let his hair grow long again.” 

“Mom!” 

“Yes dear?” 

“Where is he? I missed our phone call last night and now he’s not answering...” 

“Oh, well I don’t know. If I find something out I’ll call you.” 

“Okay tha-” 

Your front door caved in, possibly from a battering ram. Or a very large shoulder, whatever it was broke through the locks on your door. You screamed through the phone, Leia mirroring your scream even though she couldn’t see what was happening. 

“Babygirl!? Are you alive?!” 

“Ben??” 

You heard stumbling from the living room, someone definitely falling over the couch. Running down the hall to your bedroom, a flash of black slid past your doorway and crashed into the closet at the end of the hall. 

“Baby!” 

You dropped your phone, running out the door and turning to your right. The intruder was none other than Benjamin Solo, moaning on the floor with a bloodied hand and face. 

“Fuckkkk,” He groaned, slumping on the floor in the mess of wood that was once your linen closet. 

You approached him cautiously, tiptoing over the wreckage. Glancing down the hall towards your ruined front door, some of your hall mates staring in the door frame towards the bull that broke through. “Ben?” 

Hi head tipped back lazily, eyes blinking over and over as he tried to focus on you, “You’re alive.” 

“Yeah,” you nodded, crouching down to him carefully. Ben smiled at you stupidly, his gums bleeding against his crooked teeth. The scar on his left cheek now re-opened from some wood he slammed into. He raised his arms up like a baby, “Come here, please.” 

“Ben, how did you get here?” 

He scrunched his brow, snatching the front of your shirt and yanking you down into his chest. “I’m so glad you’re safe,” he kissed all over your hair and face, smearing blood all over you as you giggled, “I was so fucking worried.” 

“Ben-” 

“I thought you were kidnapped, which should be impossible. Jesus your front door is hard to break through, I think I broke my shoulder.” 

“Ben-” 

“And this fucking door, who puts a door at the end of a hallway? Don’t they know big boys slide on hardwood, we need to get you a different apartment.” 

“BEN!” 

He smushed his cheek to yours, “Yes baby?” 

“I think you have a concussion.” 

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Ember.

Chapter One.

This is an old series that I haven’t touched in forever, probably almost a year now. Since my Wattpad got deleted, the chapters that I had linked there from Tumblr was also deleted. I’m glad that I uploaded to a03 with some chapters so am gonna post the chapters here for those who want to read it again or for first time readers. Enjoy!

Hi. It’s me, Ember. Glad you could join me tonight.

She moaned softly, audio on his Mac Book giving her voice the perfect mixture of allure and innocence. The only light that ignited the space between him was the computer and the little desk lamp that occupied his workspace. The clock read approximately 10:00 PM---right on cue like it had been for the past month now. He sat relaxed on his black leather swivel desk chair, legs spread and dark green sweatpants hanging low on his hips. His dark brown eyes covered in his gold-rimmed specs scanned the computer screen, watching her shadow dance across her walls lit by candlelight. Her bedroom was her main source, and the camera aimed straight ahead overlooking a bed that was covered in gold silk, steps on either side leading up to the mattress like royalty, and a large headboard behind it littered with many candles. He waited with little patience, fingertips grazing the keyboard. His chest heaved when he saw her cocoa colored legs come into view, draped in a black silk robe. She giggled, most likely from the many viewers that were tuning in to watch her put in work. Erik scanned her background, eyes falling on the different movie posters that covered her walls and used easels that were lined up against the lower walls. He guessed briefly that she must be an artist, deciding to store that thought in his long-term memory. Miss Ember focused the camera towards the bed more, before laying her curvy body in the middle of the mattress, black silk robe halfway open and nipples hard pressing against the fabric.

she giggled lightly, “I see we have some eager viewers tonight.” She rubbed her pillowy thighs together slow, red painted toenails curling among each other.

“So, what do you wanna see tonight you greedy men.” 

Her lips were painted in glitter tonight and her curly hair lay messily over her shoulders. Erik rubbed at his lower abs slow, mind wondering how her eyes looked since she decided to keep them out of view. Her nose had a small hoop ring in it, and her ears were covered in them too. She had the most beautifully crafted natural body he had ever seen, her curves whining and grinding in the camera purposely. She picked up her favorite purple rhinestone wand, rubbing her hands over it slow, “You wanna see me warm up a bit Daddy?” 

She spread her legs, slipping the wand along her slit slow, teasing him. She didn’t give too much away which had Erik damn near screaming in his chest. Come on, baby, stop teasing daddy, He whispered low, legs swinging because of his growing erection.

“Daddy needs to be patient” She whispered as if she were talking directly to him.

She shuffled on her mattress, picking up her phone, sliding through. In the background, a sensual instrumental played out and her teeth grazed her bottom lips lightly. She took no time to remove her robe, her black lace lingerie set coming into view. Damn, Erik spoke low, digging his thumb into the waistband of his sweats. She hummed in a melodic tone, and it sounded almost princess-like as she lay on her belly, her ass facing the camera wiggling it slowly.

“Daddy, make sure you keep your eyes on this thick ass, okay?” She arched her back into the view of the camera, the material sinking in between her cheeks. “Does my daddy like what he sees?” She took her red painted nails, running it along her pussy from behind.

Daddy likes alright. Erik lifted his hips from the chair, lowering his sweats and briefs taking no time to pull out his throbbing dick, gripping it firmly. He stroked it slowly, feeling his limbs twitch after every stroke.The chimes from the many notifications she was receiving rang out multiple times. She twerked her ass in the camera, turning her head a little towards the screen her eyes still shielded. She had a cute gold chain around her neck that hung loosely in between her lips, her tongue grazing it seductively. She paused, thumbing her panties to the side causing one of her shiny lips to peak out like a blooming flower pedal. Erik groaned deep, gripping his full bottom lip with his teeth hard.

“Oh Daddy..” 

she lowered the rest of her panties slow, finally letting the fabric rest at the crease behind her knees. That pussy. Erik was always at a loss when he saw it. How she managed to swallow the thick toys she possessed was astounding. It was of a reddish pink color, her lips like milk chocolate that hugged her clit so perfectly. Her inner lips rested against her insides like two half’s of a rose and the shine of it reflected off of her camera. Erik’s mouth watered, and he tried to slow his motions around his dick but it was really fucking hard when Ember looked the way she did.

“Daddy I’m so fucking wet already and I didn’t even do nothing yet.” 

She reached up to stroke her lips, drawing her fingers back with separation, the slimy wetness sticking to them like glue. She brought her fingers to her glittery lips, sucking each finger so rough you could hear the suction through the speakers. So fucking nasty. How does that pussy taste huh baby? Erik ran his free hand along his solid chest, eyes never blinking, focusing on her motion without so much as a flicker. She sat up on her knees, her plump ass twerking slow, face shielded by her wild mane, her hands digging into the silk. She turned towards the camera slow, her lips and round button nose in view, tongue scraping across her glitter lips.

“So fucking good daddy, I wish you were here…why’d you leave me huh?” She reached under her, fingers grazing her clit causing her to hiss low, “why’d you leave me behind to take care of myself?”

Daddy wishes he was there lovely…I sware I do.

Erik jerked his stiff dick quick, causing his limbs to rise and shake, before slowing down again running his thumb over his swollen head, pre-cum gliding over the pad of his thumb. 

Fuckkkk girl.. 

Erik lifted his glasses up the bridge of his nose, head leaning to the side in awe, eyes trying to read her from a different angle. She laid her body down slow, turning so that her pussy was in view. Her head tilted to the side on her mattress, full face finally coming into view of the camera causing chimes to ring out, which caused Erik to even hit the like button a couple of times in succession. She had a lace masquerade mask on, with cat ears, and Erik squinted his eyes to try and catch the full frame of her, but she timidly tilted her chin into the crook of her neck, making it a little harder to see. Her fingers were deep in her pussy now, damn near digging over her g spot. The noise of her motions filled the room so loud it made Erik pause his strokes just to admire her. He leaned into the computer, eyes glued to her fingers digging into her sweet cavern, legs spread wide and toes curled. If it was possible to get a taste from licking the screen he would, and his tongue was damn near soaked from the thought of it. “Oooo,” her innocent sounding voice moaned out as she thumbed her clit along with stroking her entrance, head turning from the camera lost in her motions.

“Daddy taste me..” she was whispering low now lost in her actions.

“Daddy punish me..” Erik’s hand was back to his dick now, no care at all that he stroked it quick.

“Daddy fuck me…please” She damn near begged as if he were in that room, and Erik couldn’t take it.

He wanted so bad to bury his dick all the way to her cervix. He just wanted to keep it there and fall asleep with it there, and whenever she moved, he would pump her fast and quick making her cum and cum until she couldn’t give him any more rain; until she was drained.

I love how you want daddy to punish you…

He was breathless now, air leaving his nose quick, his free hand gripping the edge of the desk tight. He jerked his hips to match her fingers pumping quick, her body leaning to one side, suspended in the air, fingers digging and her palm smacking against her pussy.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck. 

Erik knew she was close. He could tell by the way her fingers shook, and the way her pretty chubby toes curled every which way in a frenzy. Her heavy chest heaved and she began to wheeze. Erik leaned back in the chair, jerking like crazy, his legs spread wide and his free hand gripping his shoulder for leverage. He lowered his head, eyes squeezed and his mouth agape in shock. He was about to have a big nut, and all of this was because of her.

“Ahh, Daddy. Daddy. Daddyyy!” 

She clenched her lingers, crying out. Her liquid poured from her, and like a greedy person, she was rubbing her clit still, causing small bursts to escape her. Erik soon after felt that familiar tug, leaning back in the chair wildly before releasing his seed all over his Lower belly. He shook as he was coming down from his high, lifting his hand to wipe it on his pubic hair. He leaned his head back, eyes falling on her as she placed her fingers in her mouth. She sucked them deep to the point where she was making herself gag, and clearly, the viewers couldn’t get enough of that.

That pussy is fire girl. 

Erik sat up in his chair, watching her lift to her knees, her heavy breasts damn near looking at him, her hands brushing her hair from her shoulders. She giggled, her smile wide with these cute little dimples on the sides of her mouth. 

“thank you, I do it for you Daddy,” she responded to her viewers the way she knew they liked but it only made Erik feel possessive.

She reached over to pick up her favorite dildo, the one Erik had to admit reminded him of his dick. Maybe it was from the fantasy of wanting to ram his dick in her that made him comparing his dick to the toy, but either way, he rather imagined it that way. He could feel his dick twitching against his thigh, clearly ready for round two and he patiently waited, taking his sticky fingers typing out a message for her to see.

TheGoldenJaguar: Daddy really enjoyed your little show but he’s not finished with you yet 😈

Erik sat back, tongue poking out to grazing the side of his lower lip. Ember gripped her dildo at its base, wrapping her fingers around the balls. She tongued the tip in slow circles, lace covered eyes wide and innocent in the camera. She wrapped her lips around the tip, moaning from the contact while her head bobbed in a circular motion. She popped her mouth off of the toy, spitting a generous amount on it to make it wet.

“When I say I love sucking your dick daddy,” she giggled, biting her lips before sinking further onto the thick toy, her jaws sinking and her eyes never leaving the screen.

Erik damn near lost it. She sucked it that well that it almost felt like she was taking his soul. It almost felt like she was aiming to suck him dry and leave him hungry and weak. He kept his eyes on her like he was staring down at her through his dreads, hands stroking her hair, gripping it tightly, instructing her to keep those pretty doe eyes on him. His thumb grazed his lower lip in concentration, eyes low and hungry.

“Clearly my mouth needs to be filled.” 

Ember lowered her mouth onto the dick, burying it to her throat. She kept it there, coughing a little as she sucked lower. Erik grunted, wrapping his arms around his head as he watched her suck that toy like it was running away from her. Spit seeped from her mouth and trailed down the middle of her chest, gagging on the toy with no complaint.

You better suck that fucking dick girl. 

Erik jerked his leg to calm himself from gripping his dick. He shook his head in awe as she twirled her tongue around the toy, finally releasing it from her mouth, a trail of spit leaving her plump mouth.

“Did daddy like that?”

Fuck Yes.

“Mmm, Daddy, my pussy is dripping from this dick.”

Ember laid back on the bed, gripping her wand in her hand letting the dildo sit against her wet pussy. She turned on the vibrator, increasing the speed of it. Erik’s hand wasn’t the slightest tired as he jerked again, eyebrows knitted together from just the sight of her alone. He had to have this girl. One way or another he had to have her. She spread her legs wide, leaning them back further with her arms, her head lifting to get a view of the camera. She flicked her tongue over her upper lip, her brown eyes zeroing in on him. He stared back, bringing his hand to cup his balls squeezing them lightly. She took her fingers and spread her lips, her swollen clit poking out like a present. Erik wanted to suck on it so fucking bad, he had to bite his palm to control his tongue. He imagined her writhing and pleading beneath him, his arms holding her in place as he sucked her clit repeatedly, letting her cum into his mouth. He knew her cum had to taste like sweet nectar, and the skin of her inner folds feel like satin against his tongue. Shit, I just want you to sit on my face baby girl..suffocate me.

She rested the wand on her clit gently, her eyes instantly fluttering as if she was possessed, body jerking.

“Daddy, my clit..” she bit at her lip tight, elbows pressing into her legs to keep them apart. She was gonna take all of it, and she was gonna make sure he got the show of his life.

“Daddy, it’s vibrating right on my clit..” she was at a loss, her mouth parted and her eyes fighting to stay focused on the screen

“Daddy, get in me please…” she gripped the dildo with her other hand, bringing it to her entrance letting it slide into her slowly. She froze, her throat going tight and her toes pointing up towards the ceiling.

Daddy got you, baby, I promise I got you. Ima take care of that pussy. Don’t worry princess…

Erik reclined back against his chair, sweaty body sticking to the leather. He kicked off the rest of his sweatpants, legs finally free as he jerked madly. He couldn’t take the feel of the hot leather anymore so he decided to stand, dick pointed at the computer screen almost aiming at her entrance.

Stroke that nasty pussy… that’s it… fuck that shit up girl I’m not playing witchu.

She stroked her pussy and held the wand over her clit, making herself a thriving quivering mess. She was moaning louder now, damn near blowing out Erik’s speakers with her pleads. She shook her head at the feeling, speaking in tongues, wiggling on the bed in a frenzy. She focused her eyes on her pussy eyebrows frowned in concentration, damn near forcing the wand heavily on her clit.

“OH!” 

She lifted the wand from her clit, releasing the dildo, her entrance quivering and growing tight as she stilled, head falling back.

Nah, put that shit back on your clit girl, you wanted this you gon’ finish for daddy

Erik waited, chest heaving with his dreads stuck to his sweaty forehead and his glasses fogged. She rested the wand back to her clit, crying out loud, her lower body tilting from the bed again.

“Oh, oh, shit. Omg,” she lifted it again, her head falling back on the mattress. She smacked at her pussy softly, causing her body to jerk.

“Daddy it’s so fucking strong..” 

Ember lowered it slowly to her clit again, her body automatically tensing up as she dug her nails into her thighs, scraping her skin. She moved her body a little but it only made it worse causing her to cover her mouth tight, her pussy tilting to the view of the camera. she wiggled from side to side, eyes watering up underneath the lace, limbs shaking. The waterfall that followed was one to remember and Erik had to control his motion by gripping his dick tight. He let out a loud growl as her liquid soaked the silk beneath her. He threw his head back, blowing air through his cheeks in frustration. He wanted to fuck her little ass up so damn bad. He wanted to fuck her guts up, grip her neck tight, repeatedly pound her tight pussy over and over. He couldn’t take it, and he never needed a girl as bad as her.

I wanna stick my dick in this girl so fucking bad, bruh... 

His back muscles flexed as he watches her body relax, that same light giggle coming back. She bit at her finger, eyes glued to the screen. The chimes and likes were off the charts and she blushed crimson from the attention causing Erik to obsess even more than he already had.

“You still got one more nut in you daddy?” 

Ember gripped her dildo, getting up from the bed. She picked up her camera, aiming it towards her hardwood floor, placing the suction of the dildo there. She kneeled her thick ass over the dildo, jiggling a little before sinking down onto the toy. She hissed low, giving her ass a hard smack before bouncing on the toy like it was the real deal. Erik jerked madly again, his free hand gripping the edge of the desk as he leaned further into the computer. The air from his lungs suspended in his throat, and his eyebrows were scrunched in passion. He felt so good and he didn’t want it to end, watching her bounce on her dildo, the wetness from her pussy glistening it, working that toy like she needed it.

fuck that toy up girl DAMN. 

Erik closed his eyes in concentration, his motions becoming more and more sloppy as he jerked his long dick rough. He wanted to meet his end with her like he always did, greedily accepting two orgasms from watching her. She bounced harder, her head falling and her hair shielding her face. Her ass was non-stop and the arch in her back had drizzles of sweat falling there. Erik wanted to lick her skin and pussy clean with his needy tongue and it made him want to cum even harder.

fuck… I just wanna cum. 

He was moaning now, jerking his hips with his motions.

“Daddy I need you to cum for me.” 

His entire being focused in on her words. “Cum for me daddy I want that shit deep in me.” 

She looked back at the camera, her eyes low and lustful.

“Daddy I deserve it don’t I?”

yes you do

“I deserve to be fucked like this don’t I?”

mmmm, FUCK yes…

“What else do I deserve for being a good girl daddy?” She slammed down hard on the dick, voice rising.

You deserve to cum all over that fucking dick.

His lower belly began to tighten, and so did hers.

“I deserve to cum daddy? because I wanna cum so fucking bad.”

She lowered her body, hands spread against the floor, the strength of her hips rocking along the dildo.

“Daddy…yes… YES, DADDY. yes… its cumming” 

She bit at her forearm eyebrows knitted.

shit baby Daddy cumming too… 

Erik threw his head back body stiffening

FUCKKK!!!! 

He jerked forward roughly, his cum flying and spilling all over the computer screen, dripping right over her ass She stilled over the dildo, face cradled in the crook of her arm, liquid, and cream dripping and pooling around her. Both Erik and Ember were still, breathing uneven and horse. Erik sat down on his chair, sinking into the leather weakly. She lifted from the floor, grabbing up her camera, and placing it back where it was.

“Well. Daddy, that was really good,” She rubbed at her sweaty skin, “We can pick up where we left off tomorrow okay?” 

She blew a kiss at the camera, waving seductively before leaning forward, ending the live video. Erik sat still, eyes glued to his cum covered screen, before tilting his head back, eyes focused on the sky view of his LA home.

Fuck. 

Erik spoke in barely an audible, 

Does she really live in New York?

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Tagged by: my lover @hammurabicomplex​ I’m tagging: anyone and everyone who wants to pick this one up! share with the class if you feel like it! tag me in it!!

PRESENTING. RANDOM DEEP DIVE WITH INDIGO-MUN AT 2AM ;

FIRST NAME Good fucking question… It’s (sort-of) currently Dylann! I was Kieran before that, though; it’s still used as one of my first names and I’m not used to Dylann quite yet bc I’ve just started using it. 

Indigo is one of my middle names though, and I’ve used it as an online handle elsewhere forever so I use it here now!  [ Fun etymology facts: Dylan(n) is a mythology name generally meaning “born of the wave” (aspiring diver & a water witch at heart). Kieran means “little dark one” bc of my love for horror, && I chose Indigo bc as a kid to be it was neither boy (blue) or purple (girl) and was both and neither as well as my absolute favorite color as this vibrant ass mystical color. ]

STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF hmmmmm…. I’m a horror lover at heart, so as a child (I wanna say 12), I was walking through an antique store (I have a few cool finds, I considered putting my other one as the fact tbh) and I turned the corner and I saw these two dolls staring back at me at the foot of the stairs of this antique building. my blood froze, and i felt my stomach drop. i got actual, physical goosebumps stumbling across these two creepy dolls staring back at me in the corner, and i couldn’t leave the store without them. perhaps the little painted porcelain boy would be somewhat spooky by himself if it wasn’t for the terrifying lidded gaze of the porcelain girl with the hairline fractures and slightly open lips. i cant look at her. i dont really find dolls scary, I like to find the spookier ones ones, and she makes me paranoid as hell. i keep her face covered and her up in my closet except for when i bring her out to show her off proudly as the spookiest thing I have but……. i dont really collect dolls anymore.  even thinking about her brings a fearful tear to my eye.  i don’t like to think about her for very long, but that’s why I’m so fucking proud to own her. ( YES — I’m THAT white person in the horror film )

TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON hhhhh a beardy jawline, high cheekbones, crooked canine teeth >:3c

A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF b.l.t.’s with avocado. ahhhh. my mouth is watering just thinking about it, oh my god. just a bit of salt and pepper???

A FOOD YOU HATE barbecue anything, i hate the taste of bbq sauce, you keep your nasty black goo to yourselves at the grill. twice in my life i have presented with barbecue pizza and both times i cried literal tears. why would you do such a horrible thing to a person? what kind of a monster are you? how do you sleep at night?!

GUILTY PLEASURE the sims. constantly. always. i’ve sunk thousands of hours into my households. oh also uhhhhhh i run two 80s horror blogs, one being a shitpost blog with occasional art of mine and one gremlin fanfic ship blog for horrible, terrible self indulgent fanfics i’ll get the courage to finish writing & post so i can be cancelled on tumblr for at some point. NO, i won’t link them. as i pretend they’re even all that hard to find, within a day i was found on both by someone i admire here a lot :’) ilu bby thnk u eternally for supporting ur local horrifying dumbass wtf

WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN the same clothes i’ve been wearing all day usually, my sweats & long sleeve raglans or my hoodies. i like being cozy day & and out. and ugh. efoort. just throw me in a blanket in a cool room and im out.

SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS serious relationships with some openness or poly. i wish i could fling! just not exactly easy for demisexual autistics lmao.

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE I think I would be adopted by my grandma as a kid. It would save me some trauma but mostly I think it would get my autism diagnosed way earlier and save me angsting all these years of wondering why & thinking it’s my fault I’m struggling so much and so loud and affectionate and different in a world that i didnt fit in the same way. 

ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON when i get drunk i text people how much they mean to me in my life. does that answer your question? ahhh. i’m sometimes a cuddle monster with friends, i message people with long texts about how much they mean to me, but I sometimes really don’t like to be touched at all. 

A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN FLYPAPER.  F L Y P A P E R.  FLYPAPER.  FLY, and, I can’t stress this enough, fucking PAPER. ( Though also Whole Nine Yards and both Re-Animator & Bride ). I have watched Flypaper already like, 5 times this week and I’m still not done, and the other movies have been on repeat for days in this household within the last year. In the past it has also been Donnie Darko & the new Nightmare on Elm Street.  roast me.

FAVORITE BOOK White Fang by Jack London. Have I actually ever finished it? No. Do I still own a copy I’ve had since childhood thru multiple dogs eating it, taking it to and from school, and highlighting and circling all the best parts of chapter one ever since I was a kid and it was too hard of a book for me to read? You bet your ass. If I ever need inspiration I just reread chapter 1. Although one of my other favorites was Broken Monsters by Lauren Beukes. But White Fang is like, a weirdly personal text. We stan London’s writing in this household.

YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE FENNEC FOX!! I used to daydream about having my own named Shiloh when I was a lil kid. they’re adorable little things and i am obsessed. i mean, gimme any fox and im happy, marble foxes, red foxes… but I was obsessed with fennec foxes. Also tbh ferrets. I want a ferret.

TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL] Rosa & @ninetyscnds‘s Luke, Rosa & @iimpulsivity is already screaming my name, Rosa & Constantine, Jesse & Andrea from Breaking Bad, and the joker and harley of 80s sci-fi Dan & Herbert from Re-Ani.  I am but a simple opossum. 

PIE OR CAKE Pie! I’ll take both pumpkin & melty apple over cake. also, cheesecake is more pie than cake soooo, pie wins.

FAVORITE SCENT my dogs / my blanket. :’)  It’s the most grounding smell in the world. 

CELEBRITY CRUSH oliver jackson-cohen, i’m fucking GAY and im angry about it. there i was, minding my own business, and i saw that asshole in a certain SHIRTLESS GIF and it AWOKE SOMETHING IN ME. dont talk to me about it, holy shit im obsessed with beardy men now god fuckkdafjaask i hate him why did he make me this gay i was perfectly fine being into girls but NOOOOOO him and his dumb hairy chest and sweet rugged face and I——  I also am obsessed with the archaeologist & television personality Josh Gates and may or may not be considering making a fan blog for him bc idk if my anthropology docuseries host is Dad or Daddy but i love him lots

IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO I would go on a dive with anthropologists and archaeologists doing fieldwork research in the ancient cenotes of the Yucatán Peninsula. My actual dream job, catch me crying & fantasizing about being underwater documenting Mayan skulls given as offerings. Fuckkkk, I love anthropology so much!!  take me anywhere in the world to immerse myself into culture & archaeology.

INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT Introvert. I have a real life friend I see roughly once a month, and that’s it. Plenty of online relationships, I’m chatty, message me all day every day. but i dont do people well.

DO YOU SCARE EASILY I used to! Really bad. I don’t as much anymore. I do get paranoia a lot still. Having therapists telling you that the FBI could be outside your house watching you through your windows will kind of nervous. ( no google results for: yes hello fbi i am a writer please dont put me on watchlists i just have research i need to do for this idea im working on, would you like to try again? ) I have nightmares nightly but not they never make me afraid, they just make me feel like crap. jumpscares and loud noises and seeing people reaching into their pockets dont set off as many brain alarms anymore tho!! progress haha.

IPHONE OR ANDROID I like my android better bc of capabilities but meh

DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES My mom, her husband & I play COD for family game night, and Silent Hill is my life’s blood. I’ve sunken hours into Sims & Skyrim, and Norman Jayden from Heavy Rain is my #1 fictional character in existence, why do i love the druggie babies

DREAM JOB Oh… You’re asking me to pick? I’d love to be an anthropologist doing work out in the field. Underwater archaeology is peak, but I’m also heavily considering being a body recovery diver or police diver. I’d love to see myself in uniform someday, if possible. Just the thought makes me teary eyed & proud.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS fund my person creative & educational endeavors. get myself a spooky ass abandoned house to make my own home to create in, and travel to the world’s best dive sites. just live a mild life of education, creation & exploration. that’s the dream TM.

FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE dr. hill is a gross and whiny lil bitch this post brought to u by the miskatonic crew, how is everyone here an even worse bad guy than herbert west precious dan excluded talk shit get hit tho john winchester from spn and both walter white & todd from breaking bad are all in my crew of hated characters. i jusT…   the reani novel is difficult to read because i have to deal with this old sack of shit.

FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER Supernatural :-)

… AND THIS CONCLUDES A DEEP DIVE WITH INDIGO!! //

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out of curiosity, what are your fav releases of this year? like mv, songs, albums, etc.

ahhhh fun ask!

tbh, i haven't been the most active in other groups and i missed alot of stuff (esp debuts lmao), but i have a couple releases that are my fav! very long so I'll put a cut lol. also, biased list, and is in no way comprehensive.

point of view: u - yugyeom. i loved this album, it's my fav our of everyone's solo stuff this year. my fav track is 'running through the rain' and the title track, ‘all your fault (ft. gray)’.

somo: fume - jay b (my beloved). i love all the tracks BUT 'fame (ft. junny)' and 'count on me' are my fav.

last breath - mark tuan (GODDDD I LOVE THIS ONE)

lmly - jackson wang (had this on repeat for MONTHS)

dive - jinyoung (on repeat. amazing song)

who are you (ft. seulgi) - bambam. very recent but shot up to my favs of this year. i love everything about it. the choreo and the song and THEM i just cannot. arguably one of the most iconic collabs. seulgi solo album when

vibin - youngjae. the perfect go-to car song, i loved this one as well.

bambi - baekhyun. this whole album is a masterpiece like FUCKKKK omg. every song is amazing but 'all i got' and 'cry for love' are incredible.

'i'm gonna love you' (ft. wonstein) and 'si fueras mia' - d.o. i love both these songs so much.

duality - i.m (fucking duh), i love 'happy to die' and 'flower-(ed)' lmao, i think that u guys can tell considering i have two fics named after tracks on his solo album

no limit - mx. bro this shit was so FUCKING GOOD. one of my fav albums EVER. my fav tracks that had me ascending in my seat were 'got me in chains' and 'mercy'. like, fuck, these two had me by the throat.

mx 'secrets' and 'rotate' from 'one of a kind'. so good. 'gambler' also became one of my fav mx title tracks ever.

the dreaming - mx. i cannot. 'whispers in the dark', 'better', 'secrets', and 'blame me' are my favs. on repeat.

nostalgia (ft. jay b) - junny. recent addition (as in. today), but fuck, i love this song. junny is super underrated. if u love k r&b or r&b in general, u gotta check him out. he prob wrote/produced a lot of ur fav kpop tracks.

just stay (ft. jay b and junny) - offshore (fuckkkk i LOVE THIS SONG AHHHH). every single time these two are together it's gonna be good.

itzy: b-sides 'shoot' and 'kidding me' were on repeat for me. idgaf about mama but holy fuck their mama stage was so good.

querencia - chungha. everything she put out this year tbh lmao. especially 'bicycle' and 'stay tonight'. so fucking good.

after school - weeekly. bro this song is a BOP

ready to love - seventeen. ahhh this choreo is among my absolute favs this year. i love this song as well

crush - seventeen (THIS B-SIDE IS SO GOOD FUCKKKKK. love it when svt does groovy r&b)

watercolor - wheein. i love this song so much.

red lights (bang chan and hyunjin) - stray kids. so. fucking. good. aksdjfh

so let's love, healer, you make me - day6. ahhhh i loved these. they make such good music.

like water - wendy. my gosh it was so beautiful to listen to.

want to love you - young k. i teared up listening to this song for the first time. amazing. the song just swells at that PART and i literally ascended and teared up. so damn good. also brian i miss u so much ahhhhh

tear drop - sf9. fuck. this song was a BOP. loved this one.

my turn - cravity. THIS SONG IS A BANGER OH MY GOD.

1+1 - pentagon. loved this song this year. so good. i love it when ptg does r&b and this was no exception!!!!

fever - enhypen. bro i don't even know them like that BUT i do know that i love this song.

deja vu - ateez. immediately fell in love with this song. the album is great as well! on repeat for weeks!

[remadeing]

Mickey, an angel just like his dad

[hiddenxtreasures-blog]

Send 🗣 to overhear my muse talking to somebody else about your muse. All

“Oh yeah? That right?” Max scoffed as he brought the cigarette up to his mouth for a long draw. The nicotine was pure heaven and it was definitely helping to soothe the frazzled ends of fried nerves. It had been a miracle he’d found another slave out at the same time that happened to have smokes on him and it was the only reason on the Earth he was still bothering to be near him. It was a goal to bum every last one in the pack within the hour and he knew it was a one he could reach. If the idiot would shut his fucking mouth. Max had all but tuned out the idle chatter, but a name caught his attention. Benjamine, the Demon with a nasty streak according to the brunette. “Oh, bro, ya got no fuckin’ idea. Be glad ya only ever got ‘em once,” he said in between puffs of smoke. The cigarette was smoked down to the filter before being tossed away and he snapped his fingers for another. “I mean, don’t go spreadin’ shit, but I’m fuckin’ terrified of tha crazy fuck an’ ya know that’s sayin’ somethin’.” It was all lies, but ones he hoped would catch on quickly. Ben was his and if he could scare everyone else off with rumors alone, well that just made life easier for him. “Ya know, I heard he straight up fuckin’ murdered one a’ tha guards? Not a fuckin’ clue why, but yeah. Gutted ‘em and slit his throat an’ all, man. I swear I ain’t lyin’. Heard  ‘em talkin’ ‘bout it tha other day.” The look on the other slave’s face turned to pure horror, his eyes growing wider and Max nodded to encourage that fear. “I’m tellin’ ya, alright? That Ben guy is a fuckin’ psycho an’ if I were you, I’d just play dead tha next time he--” His words were interrupted by the clearing of a throat. “Maddox.”

Max nearly choked on the smoke he was exhaling and he bit down on his lip hard to fight back the grin that threatened to spread across his face at being caught in the act. The other slave looked ready to piss himself and before he could open his mouth to say anything, the boy darted away. “Aw fuck, see, now ya--fuckkkk. There go my smokes!” He rounded on the Demon with an annoyed expression, eyeing the much larger man for a few seconds as he took another draw from the cigarette he still had. “Hiya, Benny. How long ya been standin’ there?” he questioned, wanting to know exactly how much of his slew of lies he’d have to answer for. Never admit to shit they don’t know about was a rule of thumb.

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“I don’t give a fuck what you just said,” Christian snapped. “Look at me, look at this face. Look at me, does it look like I give a fuck? Does this look like the face of a man that gives a damn what you just said? No, that’s right, it doesn’t.” Admittedly, he knew he was known as the Vampire that just hung around, the one that drank a lot and hit on pretty much anyone that crossed his path. And most of the time that was just fine with Christian because he’d learned back when he was still human that reputation wasn’t everything. Perhaps the biggest problem with everyone assuming shit about him was they often acted as if he were a pushover and by and large, he didn’t bother getting riled up about much. Except when it came to Cosette and the man that seemed to think he was good enough to step up to her. The only man allowed at her side was Christian himself and he was attempting to make that incredibly clear with words. He seemed to be having trouble getting it through the creature’s thick skull though. “I’ll say it one more time, alright, so make sure you’re listening. Cosette is mine. I don’t give a fuck if she says she’s single, if you’ve never seen us together. I don’t even care if she’s said she fucking hates me, which she has many times for the record. The point here is that she is taken. And even if she wasn’t, she’s way too good for a piece of shit like you. She’s way too good for me and let’s both agree here that I’m too good for you.”

The words didn’t sit well with the other man and he chose that moment to take a swing, one Christian expertly dodged. He managed to get his hand around the other’s throat, but just as his fangs decided to join the party, one of the bartenders stepped in to break them up. A few other patrons joined in to separate Christian from what was looking like his next victim and he was held back as the witch was escorted out of the bar. “I know it might be hard, but try to remember what the fuck I said. You touch her and I will snap your goddamned neck,” he shouted after the man as the door slammed shut. In the next few moments, he was so caught up in pushing hands off of him and assuring everyone around that he was fine that he missed Cosette leaning against the wall a couple of yards away. But once his eyes landed on her, he was sure from the look on her face that she hadn’t missed the little scene he’d just caused. Christian tossed her a look, his shoulders shrugging and hands coming up as if to say ‘oops’ before his face dissolved into a smirk.

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Quinn tucked his hands behind his head as he stretched out on the couch in the common room. Usually the free time out of his cell was spent outside or roaming about as much as allowed, but it had been raining on the Island for the last few days and the lack of sunshine had put him in a bit of a funk. Still, his foot shook against the arm of the couch, his tall frame extending past the length of the furniture. “I dunno,” he said to the other slave, shifting a little on the couch to look over at him. “I think it’ll happen one day for all of us. Ya just gotta have faith, ya know? I mean being stuck in the cells does suck, but I’d rather wait for the right one to come along and claim me than get snatched up and dropped back off a coupla weeks later.” Of course Quinn already knew exactly who that right one was for him, but unfortunately Nixon just didn’t seem to be the type too interested in claiming. His friend seemed to voice his exact thoughts and he shook his head. “What’s the point in talking if you’re just gonna keep readin’ everything in my head?” he teased. The other slave apologized, holding his hands up in surrender. He smiled over his forgiveness easily enough before letting his eyes slip closed as he continued on.

“You’re right though,” Quinn confirmed with a nod to the unspoken comment the brunette had offered him. “It does suck. I mean, he knows how I feel about ‘em. He knows I’ve always wanted it, but he just doesn’t seem interested. I dunno if it’s me or if it’s just the way he is. It’s not the end of the world and I’ll deal because--” His words were cut off with the sudden press of lips against his, a tongue pushing into his mouth. The surprise nearly had Quinn shoving the person away, but the taste of Nixon was immediately familiar and he relaxed into the silly, upside down kiss. Eyes fluttered open as the Faerie finally pulled back and he offered up a goofy grin. “Well hi to you too,” he giggled. “Been hoverin’ long or did ya just poof in?”

[ladybekool]

get to know me tag

@my-son-taehyung​ here you goooo

1. Are you named after someone?

Nope, my momz just really liked that named and lucky me i would have worked even if i was born with balls. 

2. When is the last time you cried?

ON FUCKING VALENTINE’S DAY WITH FUCKING HWARANG EP 18 LIKE... bye. plus i was already so emo with EPILOGUE ON STAGE 3H CONCERT.... #whipped

3. Do you like your handwriting?

Hmmm, my handwriting is .. kinda.. changing ? so not really?

4. What is your favourite lunch meat?

STEAK B-Y-E

5. Do you have kids?

I am the kid. 

6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you?

OFC !! i mean i would love to listen to my story. tbh i talked alone so much it’s almost like i’m already friend with myself. 

7. Do you use sarcasm?

A SHIT TON !!! lmao. i love sarcasm. im a little bitch.

8. Do you still have your tonsils?

I had to google that, yup.

9. Would you bungee jump?

WELL i don’t want to die stupid, but this is terrifying. 

10. What’s your favourite cereal?

I’m a Crunch-hoe™

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?

Nope..... bad habit i know. my shoes are destroyed because of that. but fuck im wayyyyy to lazy. 

12. Do you think you’re a strong person?

Yup, survivor and shit. 

13. What’s your favourite ice cream flavour?

HM. im a basic person i love vanilla. 

14. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Shoes 

15. Red or pink?

......... fuckkkk. red

16. What is your least favourite physical thing about yourself?

Hmm my skin ? It’s a kinda shitty skin. ahaha

17. What colour pants and shoes are you wearing right now?

Velvet pink and bared foot because i’m free.

18. What was the last thing you ate?

CAN WE CONSIDERE SOUP FOOD ? if not, lemon pie. 

19. What are you listening to right now?

5 years of Bromance Record mixtape #rip

20. If you were a crayon what colour would you be?

YELLOOOWWWW. because it’s an annoyingly indispensable color

21. Favourite smell?

ohhhhh hm, my mom perfume or the perfume she put in the house... OH NO !! the smell of rain on bitumen ! 

22. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?

@lbrtlss #noshame

23. Favourite sport to watch?

Ice skating because my granny is so fond of it. 💕

24. Hair colour?

Hm blondish’? it’s bleached with roots. BYE I HAVE NO SELF ESTEEM NOR MONEY LOOOOL 

25. Eye colour?

Grey-blue-green. 

26. Do you wear contacts?

nope... maybe i should. i mean i have glasses but sometimes i would like to just don’t wear them.

27. Favourite food to eat?

EVERYTHING ...? PASTA maybe? 

28. Scary movies or comedy?

comedy, i don’t watch scary movies. 

29. Last movie you watched?

.............. i.don’t.remember. 

30. What colour shirt are you wearing?

velvet pink again, i’m in pyj. (pyj in tcheque is penis i just googled)

31. Summer or winter?

Spring, but iffff i have to choose. summer. 

32. Hugs or kisses?

HUGS, I LOVE CUDDLE. CUDDDLEEEE. 😍

33. What book are you currently reading?

hm a book for my diploma. a psychologic one about resilience! 

34. Who do you miss right now?

No one ?

35. What is on your mouse pad?

I don’t have one, but when i was young and beautiful it was a diddle one. #oldtime

36. What is the last tv show you watched?

HWARANG. SHIT. BYE. 

37. What is the best sound?

Rain ! or seagulls.. maybe just bird in general. or waves ...? 

38. Rolling Stones or The Beatles?

ACDC

39. What is the furthest you’ve ever travelled?

Tunesia (OMFG BABY ME TOO BYE)🌈

40. Do you have a special talent?

I’m really good at making meme of my face @ttaewo can testify #memori

41.Where were you born?

France ! 

42. People you expect to participate in this:

@ttaewo @vmonstalove @lovebeweird @kaipie-ami98 💖 love you HAHAHAHAHA