#Glad yall still remember my sorry ass

[mothinabottle]

Hlep

[fallingformatt]

SEXUAL TENSION M.S.

bsf!Matt x fem!reader

summary: the sexual tension between you and your best friend Matt causes you two to ‘talk it out’ in the car

based on these requests available: here, here

warnings: filthy ass smut bro

word count: 3.2k

a/n: I’ve been so busy with work, but im glad i finally found the time to write something hope yall enjoy it :) this post is not proofread

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"Wait do you like him?" my friend asks with a smirk on her lips as she playfully pushes my shoulder.

I was hanging out with my friend at the beach tanning, eating some grapes, swimming and just taking in the sun.

"I don't know, it's like this weird sexual tension between us like I just feel that hot and bothered vibe coming from him," I say to my friend as I twirl a strand of my hair between my fingers.

"As in general or like just around you?" She asks me while raising an eyebrow. "Girl I don't know, we don't talk about how often we get laid," I say with a serious tone. "You should then," she answers as one corner of her lips rises up followed by a wink. "Can we not? I'm not asking Matt if he wants to fuck me or just fuck in general, let's change the subject," I say now slightly annoyed about how long this topic has dragged on.

I have to admit though, in the past couple of weeks there have been moments of strong sexual tension between me and my best friend Matt. I don't know what it is but every time we hang out in a group setting, I feel him throwing glances at me while fidgeting with his rings practically undressing me with his eyes, his eyes seem to scan me up and down, eventually meeting mine every time, his stare would get this hint of hunger like he's been starving for something, so I went for advice to my friend but she doesn't have a serious bone in her body so it obviously didn't go far.

Not even a second later I heard my phone ring. I turn it facing up to look who's calling. My friend leans in pushing up her sunglasses to see the caller as well. "Oh it's Matt, you should ask him if he's down to fuck," she says with a huge smile plastered across her face. "You're so funny," I say sarcastically as I roll my eyes before answering the phone.

"Hey!" I say as I bring up the phone to my ear.

"Hey, what are you up to?" Matt asks.

"Nothing much, I'm at the beach with a friend," I say as I turn my head to look at her, as soon as I do so, I see her standing on her knees humping the air before she points to my phone laughing. I instantly facepalm regretting that I even mentioned something to her.

"Hello, are you there?" I hear on the phone.

I snap back as I remember that I'm currently on the phone with Matt.

"Yeah sorry, what did you say," I say.

"I asked if the weather is nice, am I really that boring?" Matt says.

"No I was just looking at my friend, she was kicking down someone's sand castle," I lie as I search around with my free hand for something to throw at my friend. "Yeah the weather is nice, the water is really warm too, what are you doing?" I continue.

"I'm driving home, do you want to do something later?" Matt asks and I see my friend walking over to me kneeling next to me pressing her ear against my phone trying to hear what Matt is saying.

"Yeah I'm down, do you have something in mind?" I answer as I try to push my friend away with my elbow staring at her and shaking my head.

"Chris and Nick really want to see you, so I was thinking we could go to topgolf, and get something to eat after that," he offers.

I see my friend nodding her head up and down signaling me to say yes. How did she even hear that is beyond me.

"Yeah I'm down, should be fun," I say.

"Alright I'll pick you up at 7, see you then," he says before ending the call

I look down next to me and see one grape lying in the sand, without giving it a second thought, I pick it up and throw it at my friend. "You're such a child," I say as I roll my eyes smiling. "You still love me," she says sitting down smiling, finally relaxing after being on my case this whole time.

The sun had started to set and we decided to head back to my friend's house. The beach is like a 10 minute walk from her place. "What time is he picking you up?" My friend asks me.

"He's picking me up at 7, but it's not like you didn't know that already, you're so nosy," I say as I look down at my phone to see the time. "Shit it's 6:27 pm already, there's no way I'm gonna get back to my house and get ready in time.

"You can just get ready at my place," she offers. I nod and pull out my phone from my pocket and text Matt the new address.

We go into her house and I drop my bag at the door running for the bathroom to shower. I turn on the water and hop in.

"Are you really that excited to see him?" my friend asks as she opens the door to the bathroom. "What do you mean?" I ask her. "I mean you rushed to take a shower so fast, surely you're excited to meet up with him," she says as I hear her turning on the sink to wash her hands. "I'm literally just showering, I don't want to be sweaty, covered in sand, and gross, no matter who I'm meeting up with," I defend myself. "Whatever you say," my friend says as she leaves the bathroom.

I hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I went past the kitchen to my friend's room. I open the door and she's sitting in front of her vanity doing her skincare playing some music in the background.

My eyes lay upon an outfit lying down on her bed, it's a short jean skirt and a black lace tank top, I raise my eyebrow in confusion "What's this?" I ask. "It's an outfit for you to wear," she answers, I tilt my head. "Well unless you're gonna go to topgolf in sweats and a bathing suit, you should wear what's on the bed," she exclaims. "But this is what I would wear if we went clubbing not something I would wear hanging out with friends," I answer. "Trust me on this one," my friend replies. "You seriously need to move on," I say as I grab the outfit and put it on.

I check my phone to see the time, 7:05 pm it reads and as I was about to put down my phone I receive a text from Matt.

"I'm here" that's all the text says.

"I have to go," I say to my friend as I stand up from her vanity and head for the door. "Wait, just one more thing," she says as she runs over to me with a perfume bottle and sprays a few sprays on me. "What's that?" I ask. "It's a pheromone perfume, it's supposed to make guys crazy," she says, smiling proudly holding the bottle. I just sigh as I go for the door. "This way we'll find out if he wants to fuck in general or if he wants to fuck you!" my friend says happily, waving at me as I exit.

I get in the front seat as I see that Chris is sitting at the back. "Hey," Nick exclaims. "Hey," I say to everyone as I put on my seatbelt. "You look good," Matt says as he turns his head looking me up and down and Nick nods his head in agreement. "Thanks, guys," I say and we start driving. We're now driving for about 15 minutes, there's music blasting through the whole car as Nick and Chris are arguing, trying to scream over the loud music about which is the best spongebob episode making me giggle from time to time.

We're stopped at a red light and as I'm scrolling through my phone I feel someone's eyes on me, I pick up my head and see Matt looking at me, there it is again, that hungry stare, he's looking me up and down before his eyes again meet mine. I see him bite his lower lip before a little smirk creeps up on his lips. "You look so fucking good," he says, making me smile, his voice was deeper than usual. He turns his head to focus on the road again as the light turns green.

This is the vibe I was talking about with my friend earlier, we've never had this kind of tension between us before.

I turned my head back to see if Chris and Nick noticed his comment, and no they were still arguing, but the topic of the argument had changed to waffles and pancakes.

"We're here," Matt says as the car stops and he pulls out the keys from the engine and we all exit the car. As we go in, Nick goes to registration and pays for all of us. We all walk to our playing area and we all get something to snack on and some drinks.

"I'm up first," Matt says as he walks over to the playing area, he sets up the ball and swings the golf club. Next up is Nick, he does the same, now it's my turn, I walk up to the playing area, set up the ball, and take a swing with my golf club, I miss completely and I turn my head to look at everyone laughing, well almost everyone, Matt is the only one who's not laughing, which made me less embarrassed, I guess that's what best friends are for. "You need any help?" He asks, I nod my head and he stands up walking over to me.

I set myself up to take a shot and Matt walks over standing behind me, he puts his hands over mine "You have to hold the club tightly, okay?" Matt says as he tightens his grip around my hands. "Keep your back straight," he says and I straighten my back, which causes my butt to brush against his crotch. He inhales sharply before he continues, "Now swing," he says as he guides my hands with his swinging them to the side before hitting the golf ball and watching it fly away. I turn around to face Matt, "thank you," I say as I give him a hug. Before I get to pull away I feel his arm around the back of my neck as he leans into my ear, "you did so good," he says as he lets me go a slight grin forming on his lips, we walk back to the lounge area and Chris stands up as it is his turn now.

I was now sitting watching them play as I understood pretty quickly that there wasn't gonna be a golfer made out of me. Throughout the night I kept noticing Matt's glances, he's now sitting across from me, and he's staring me up and down as he's fidgeting with his rings. His gaze sends shivers down my spine, making me actually shiver and Nick notices.

"Are you cold? I left a sweater in the car, Matt can get it," he offers, " yeah that would be nice," I say as I look back at Matt and he seems to snap back into reality not really understanding what's going on.

"Come on Matt, I'm gonna go with you to get the sweater," I say to help him understand what's going on, he nods and stands up and we start walking to the car. I was actually glad that I managed to get him alone, I needed to understand what was going on with him, but I didn't want to ask with everyone around.

As we get to the car he unlocks it and I get into the front passenger seat and lean back to get the sweater Nick was talking about, as I grab the sweater I hear the door open, I turn my head to look and I see Matt leaning down, his arm resting against the open door. "You ready?" He asks. "No get in," I say as I lean back into my seat, placing the sweater in my lap. Matt gets in the car and closes the door. "What's up?" He asks. "I should be asking you that," I answer and Matt tilts his head confused by my statement.

"What's going on with you?" I ask. "What do you mean?" He answers me with a question not understanding what I'm talking about. I take a deep breath slightly nervous about what I'm going to say next, but I needed some clarity so I knew I had to ask. "Past couple of weeks you have been zoning out, staring at me," I state, I watch his face, waiting for his reaction. His expression grows dark, and once again his glare turns dark.

"You're driving me fucking insane, " he says his voice getting deeper again, "you don't know what you're doing to me, your sent, your presence," he says as he moves his stare from my eyes to my lips before licking his. "Tell me," I say as I put my arm on his bicep. "How about I show you instead," he says as a smirk appears on his lips. He leans over and grabs the outer side of my thigh, signaling me to move. I cautiously move over the center console his arms grabbing and holding my ass for support as he guides me to sit in his lap.

Without any warning he pushes his lips onto mine, kissing me roughly. One of my hands travel to his hair and the other one rests on his chest, his hands travel to my hips, pushing and guiding them back and forth, I let out a quiet moan as I break the kiss, "Matt this is wrong," I say as I try to calm down my breathing. "I don't care, I want you," he says as he smashes his lips back onto mine and I give into the kiss, he moves from my lips to my cheek and down to my jawline, his one hand still guiding my hips back and forth as the other hand moves over my ass grabbing it and slapping it.

I'm not fighting him and give into his touch fully, I throw my head back as I feel my panties getting wet and a moan slips past my lips, Matt takes advantage and attacks my neck, leaving wet kisses, slipping in a few bites as he's sucking on my sensitive skin leaving marks.

"Move up," he says, his voice is demanding. I move my ass up, both of my hands move to his shoulders as I hold them for support. He quickly unbuckles his belt and bucks up his hips sliding his jeans down along with his boxers. Matt's hand travels to my panties, he rubs against my clothed clit before sliding them to the side with one quick motion. He places his hands on my waist pushing me down and signaling me to sit down again.

He pushes his lips on my neck leaving sweet kisses around the dark marks he had created, he leans back and his eyes lock onto the hickeys, "pretty," he says as he grabs my jaw, his thumb brushing over the bruised, sensitive skin.

Matt grabs my ass as he moves me slightly up, positioning his dick against my entrance before pushing me down, I let my head fall on the nape of his neck as my elbows rest on his shoulders, my hands roaming his hair, I let out a moan as I start to move my hips.

"You feel so good princess," Matt groans, his hand tightly around my waist as the other one holds a tight grasp on my ass, his nails digging into my skin as I become a hot mess on top of him. "Matt," I moan out, my movements are sloppy and sensual.

"We can't be gone for too long," Matt whispers in my ear and suddenly fastens his thrusts underneath me. A sudden feeling of overbearing pleasure comes over me as I throw my head back no longer able to control my breath, moans and whimpers leave my mouth before I bite my lower lip trying to be quiet. "Baby don't be quiet, I'll make you scream my name," Matt growls deeply as his hand travels to my lower back holding me for support.

"Will you?" I manage to slip out between my moans as I start to grind faster on his cock. "You're such a brat," he says as his hand wraps around my hair pulling my head backward. His lips attack my collarbone, he's sucking and pulling on my skin slipping in a few bites, I hiss at the pain, "not so brave anymore huh," he says as he detaches from my collarbone before leaving a trail of kisses up my neck before meeting my lips.

"I'm," I whimper, my hands roaming around for something to hold onto as I feel my climax approach me. "You're?" Matt asks proudly as he's the one making me unable to finish my sentence. "Close," I manage to moan out between his hard thrusts and my grinding as we move in sync. "What was that huh?" He chuckles. I grab the collar of his shirt to pull myself together as I gather my strength to form a sentence.

"I'm so close Matt don't stop," I blur out, I feel my walls closing around his twitching cock. "You take my dick so well baby," Matt moans out sending me over the edge. "Matt," I scream out as my orgasm takes over me. Matt lets out a low growl-like moan, as I feel his seed pumping into me. I push my lips against his in order not to scream as I ride out my high.

"Oh my god Matt," I say as I move off of his cock and back to the seat next to him. "You did so good princess," he says as he leans in and kisses my forehead before he pulls up his pants. "We should get back," Matt says and I nod in agreement. I take Nick's sweater and pull it over my head putting it on.

As we step out of the car, I close the door and fix my short denim skirt and I see Matt fixing his belt. "I'm gonna leave the window slightly open," he says slightly chuckling pointing to the windows that had fully fogged up and I let out a small laugh as well.

"What took you two so long," Nick says as he looks at us and we try not to look suspicious. "We were talking," I say confidently, I see Nick shifting his eyes from Matt to me, and his eyes fall down to my neck as a smirk appears on his lips, "you got something here," Nick says as he brushes over his own neck with two fingers. My eyes immediately shoot to Matt as I slap his shoulder from the back.

I guess there definitely was some sexual tension between us that needed to be resolved.

[thesupreme316]

i’m back! how would aew boys react to reader having a bianca moment she has a mystery opponent they come out and beat her in a couple seconds https://youtu.be/XvblHAfgCwo

i’m bad at explaining if you can can you add Kenny Omega

AEW Stars React: You Losing Your Championship Within a Minute

Pairings: MJF x Fem!Reader, Kenny Omega x Fem!Reader, Ricky Starks x Fem!Reader, Darius Martin x Fem!Reader, Hook x Fem!Reader, Eddie Kingston x Fem!Reader, Christian Cage x Fem!Reader, Daniel Garcia x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1K

Supreme Speaks: thanks to @cassie0sstuff for requesting this (i always love your requests). I still have a lot of requests so Imma try my best to release 2 or 3 things tomorrow. umm thanks for supporting me and reading my crazy thoughs. please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: "mature language", mentions of bribery and my sugar daddy Christian Cage

Taglist (if yall wanna join, lemme know): @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @cassie0sstuff @hookerforhook @eddie-kingstons-wifey @triscillal @sheinthatfandom

Even though you can click on this link, imma elaborate:

After what happened, you sat up in the ring in disbelief

You were mad at the lack of communication, mad at the unwanted surprise

But you were mainly mad at yourself for not seeing this earlier

You were just overall really upset at the entire situation

But if you were feeling this way, imagine how your significant other/best friend felt…

Kenny Omega

THIS MAN WOULD FEEL SOME TYPE OF WAY

Immediately asks who signed off on this and who didn’t tell you

“I swear to god that I didn’t know. But whoever did, better pray that I don’t kick their ass.”

Is upset that this decision was made without his input

Would def be heartbroken after seeing your pouting face

Immediately hugs you telling you that he’s sorry and that you’ll get your rematch soon

After comforting you, he goes into executive producer mode and tries to figure out how to give you a decent rematch where everything makes sense and has meaning

Promises you that you’ll get the match that you deserve (might fight Tony tbh…me too, I wanna fight Tony)

Eddie Kingston

It took everything in him not to run out to the ring and kick your opponent’s ass

But he didn’t…instead he linked everything back to his enemies

I think he would see this situation as people trying to hurt him through you (or you paying for his words/actions)

“Doll, I’m sorry that some people are literally out to get you for stupid shit. But I promise that I will help you get your championship back.”

Immediately hugs you while you try to calm down

Just like any situation where you are in danger/or upset, he’ll take this very personally

Will help you in your rematch by any means

Shit..because Eddie is a ride or die, he might put his title on the line for yours

Darius Martin

BABY BOY IS DISTRAUGHT FOR YOU

Runs down to the ring and comforts you while you look on in disbelief

He hugs you, whispers sweet comforting words to you

Promises that you will become champion again

“Listen, they don’t deserve it. But you do and because of that, you will become champion again.”

Hypes you up and is glad to be a part of your revenge plan

Does anything you ask, as long as he’s helping

Is ringside for your rematch and stops other people from interfering with your match

Daniel Garcia

So….SINCE THIS MAN IS FREE FROM THE SHACKLES AND CHAINS OF THE JAS

He has found his humility

After making sure you’re okay, he tries to go after them; but you stop him out of exhaustion

Now, he’s concerned about making sure your mental health is okay (as this is nerve-wracking)

Mans gets on the mic a week later ripping into your opponents in your absence

“Y/N made that championship, not the other way around. She didn’t need to be a whining, cowardly bitch to get it.”

I think Daniel would try his best to help you get inside of your opponent’s head (one good thing he learned from the JAS)

Will post on social media your merch, promos, and pictures (especially when your opponent posts something else)

“Anyways, stan Y/N”

Christian Cage

He’s suing everyone in sight (my hero)

Your opponent? Sued. The referee? sued. Tony Kahn? He is now in debt to Christian.

I think he would use his smart and manipulation tactics to really get the championship

You didn’t even have to ask him, he just did it for you

“Don’t worry sweetheart, everything is gonna be alright.”

Makes your opponent sign a contract that is in your huge favor

Then makes Luchasuarus choke slam them; you cover them (all within 5 seconds)

You win and now you and Christian roam around the locker room flaunting your championships

Hook

Hook mad? No, no, no. Mans is pissed

I think this along with what’s happening with Jack Perry has really sent him over the rails

He’s kicking everyone in sight, slapping people, throwing the security over the barricade

Tries to suplex your opponent but Jack stops him (which leads to a chase around the arena)

“That bastard can’t run for long. And your coward for an opponent won’t be able to defend that championship when we’re done with them.”

This leads to a tag match between you/Hook vs. your opponent/Jack

You got your lick back (best believe it)

You and Hook won your titles back within a match (a first in AEW history)

Ricky Starks

Mans in disbelief

Someone shut his mouth before he catches flies (god forbid he’s in his heel era cause everyone would be flamed)

I think he would be genuinely pissed off to the point where you couldn’t even calm him down

Immediately goes on a rant on the mic

“First, this company screws me over. Now it’s Y/N? Y’all have really fucked up! Are you lopsided, cross-eyed, inbred people just bored?”

….don’t argue with me, I can see him saying it…

Since he’s suspended, he manages you and you come back with a new attitude

After some “cheating” (Ricky calls it guaranteeing a victory), you win your championship back

Ricky’s there; just smiling and feels great that he was able to help you gain something back that meant so much to you

MJF:

Mans straight up buys it back

No, deadass, that’s it

He’s done with taking the higher road with certain shit/people so he goes back to bribing

Max literally just keeps upping the price

“I know that your poor, stank asses need more than 100 dollars so how about 1,000 dollars? Maybe you can buy some soap.”

After buying the belt and the reign, he throws you a coronation where he proclaims you the queen of the women’s division

Dares anyone to say otherwise

He also renegotiates your contract which strictly prohibits matches that you are not prepared for/made aware of

“I just wanna look out for you. Since this dumbass company can’t.”

[pics-and-fanfics]

Alr time for me to relay the weird ass dream I woke up from today. Sorry for how long this is, but I’m trying to share every detail with yall.

My mom got a weird invite to a thing where she’d learn how to fix what was wrong with her car. There was no letter, just a ticket that would allow her to enter the place.

She dragged me with her, obviously.

So we get there, and figure out how to get to the 3 below ground levels (idk how I knew there were below ground levels)

We get to the below ground levels, and get caught after a few minutes, and return above ground, which had somehow morphed into a huge shopping center.

Some of my friends were there too, for some reason.

So we start shopping (???) and eventually catch wind of a rumor of every villain in Gotham (how’d we get teleported to Gotham, along with the store and everyone inside?) working together. (I realized it sounded a lot like “Shutterbug” by @goldkirk and knew we needed to get out.)

I beg my mom to let us leave, I want to go home, I don’t feel good. I used about every excuse in the book.

Well, everyone starts screaming out of nowhere a bit later, and slightly colored gas starts filling the air. Everyone is stampeding, trying to get to the above ground levels and leave. Oh yeah, we’d gone back downstairs, which were also turned into a huge supermarket for some reason.

Then Batman and Superman appear, and they start fighting like crazy, and Superman is slowly getting weaker from whatever was in the gas.

Me and my mom try to work towards the center of the store, where the escalators to escape were. People are still screaming, hallucinating whatever their worst fear is. Mine doesn’t manifest for some reason, but I was glad for it, being able to just ignore the feeling of being scared.

We have to fight our way through big groups of people, and for some reason I know how to do flips and complicated gymnastics moves out of the blue to try to get away faster. (Was I Robin?)

Me and my mom get to the escalators, thank god the power stayed on, and see the only one that wasn’t working had nobody on it. So me and my mom go up the empty escalator, and people start slowly following us, and the escalator starts moving.

I’m falling as I try to move up the escalator to get on solid ground faster, eventually giving up and just waiting until the escalator ends. We run to the elevator that was right there, right on the wall a few dozen yards in front of us.

People are already here, so we run to the one we took to get to the below ground levels originally, and open the elevator with the ticket my mom got.

Everything turns even more chaotic as people start getting eaten by those things that are people who made sound in “The Silence” on Netflix.

I scream, I’ll die. I did both.

The dream changes to this dude trying to explain why chickens were descended from leprechauns based on their tail and wing feathers.

A chicken off to the side clucks, and the dude turns away from his camera, and I (somewhere above the scene bc I’m dead) watch as the chicken does the famous velociraptor scratch thing with its foot before the chicken bites his ankle.

The lady who owns the farm runs out into the road, following the dude who’d stumbled into the road after being bit.

They go back and forth, the lady trying to warn the dude, and him being confused (wtf happened to all his memories?).

The dude gets hit by a car.

I, still dead, remember that I have a model of his death.

I wake up.

[vickyshinoa12]

Ay since I couldn’t find that husband quiz, here’s a soulmate quiz instead! ;)

Basically the same thing… kinda? But other than that my ass couldn’t find it ;-; someone asked for it and I’m sorry but here’s this one instead.

Link: https://www.quotev.com/quiz/15250604/Who-Is-Your-House-of-the-Dragon-Soulmate

I mean I got the man again which is shocking but you’ll see why in a minute

It’s pretty simple really, first my MBTI is an INFP; a dreamer. It is said that the two don’t really get along but on some sighs it’s said to be an “interesting couple” which okay slay? But I looked up online and saw mostly a mix reaction between INFP x ESTP. I guess it’s for the people who like the bad boy x good girl type.

Second is my Sun, Rising, and Moon. Which are Libra, Aquarius, and Libra. Which the Aries Sun and Gemini Rising are pretty good. It’s the Libra and Scorpio Moon I have issues with. Now I’m a HUGE fan of Scorpios like I feel like I get along with them better than what other zodiac signs I’m suppose to be good with (Greatest example is my ex who was a Leo, many say that Libra’s soulmate is Leo which… no it isn’t). But most websites and compatibilies say Libra and Scorpios aren’t really a good relationship which… I don’t think so? It depends on if everyone is healthy but idk I just see that and just remember that Kim Kardashian has the same sign as me >_>.

Third, I’m a goody two shoes. In that if I was in the universe… I would most likely be in the background not participating in certain things, I will add my opinion- which is Rheanerya being the queen. Many can argue with me and say that it should have been Aegon which um- no it shouldn’t. She was said to have the reign until Viserys decided that he shouldn’t, mostly do to the Hightowers. Anyway! What I’m saying is I try not to cause trouble while Daemon is a trouble maker, he lives for the drama. Which… ima a bit nosey myself but I won’t stir the pot. Again it’s one of those cases of Bad Boy x Good Girl/ Man who causes problems x Girl who has to keep him in place sort of thing.

I will admit I’m a gift giver and to have another one, oh yeah- that’s it for me. As well as the theme being Snape’s?! Yeah I can see it now. But little things bug me. Might do a little drawing…. 🤔

Sorry I went through all this detail, but it’s been something I’ve seen on these quizzes. I always be honest and put who I truly am. Then I end with a character so drastically different then me, or someone who is like me but they are either dead or end up a bad person. Besides that I see the fanfics and bruh- it’s something, nothing bad bad just… a bit kinky? I guess? Also Aemond is basically trying to be Daemon and failing which I’m GLAD I stopped liking him, yeah he deserves better but right now yeah nuh uh. If you like him still like him awesome!

Anyway bye before I talk yalls ear off. 👋

[hetr0ph0bic]

who said that?

hey yall im new here! tell me if this sucks! TELL ME YOU LIKE IT

-2k this was a lil DRABBLE dont ask me shit i got h wordy at the end IM SORRY 

- that is me in the pfp

i think thats it enjoy also i have ao3 and wattpad if anyone cares (i do n fact hate wattpad but its a drought out here)

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after what feels like a century, riri was in town for a week. the two were supposed to enjoy summer in wakanda going to the water parks, picnics etc. but the queen has been cooped up in the lab. forget all of the plans and promises she made to the other. riri would normally be right beside her, but she is in need of a break and frankly so is shuri. she's just too deep with work to realize that she needs the break more than riri. with or without shuri she's going to have it, her fun that is. 

treading into the lab in her pj’s riri searches for shuri. her fluffy dino shoes clash with the technology. she knows she looks crazy but, she's at her limit. shuri already made her waste the whole day away. so caring about looks and rules are out the door. 

“shuri” riri starts  voice deep and visibly pissed off.

“you said we was gonna have fun! you’ve been in this weak ass lab all day” 

“oh so now my labs weak? i remember when you were begging me to get you something just like this.” she laughs, still not sparing a glimpse at her.

riri bangs down on the lab table “I’m serious, I wanna have fun. you promised me, and now you lying to me.” 

putting down the model she is working on she finally looks at riri “okay sweetheart just give me a hour, and we can order food and watch movies” she ends with tapping riri’s shoulder dismissing her. 

“you know what? actually never mind, forget you” riri stomps out of the lab. she runs to her assigned room. she pulls out her suitcases. she’s in dire search for heals and a dress. her mind is completely made up, she’s going to have fun with it without shuri. no more being nice and asking, begging her to do what she promised. quickly squeezing in the dress, she is almost ready. using her kimoyo beads, she asks ayo to walk her to a club. strapping on her heals, she is on the way.

 the two enter the club, the warrior telling her she’ll be on look out. riri first goes to the bar, taking a shot of wakandas tequila. she chills at the bar till she feels the effects of the shot. Surprisingly, the bartender slides another shot in front of her. she begins to protest, but they tell her it's from the girl a few seats down. 

‘okay shit, this is it, don't freak out!’

riri plays with her braids and the rim of the shot glass before turning to look at the woman. she’s in a deep forest green dress with a large slit in it, the slit showcases her many tattoos.

‘fuck she's hot bitch I'm gonna die’ 

then the first shot starts to slowly set it. she downs the second shot, bravery now in her system, she’s now ready to dance. she locks eyes with the woman, she then saunters to the dance floor. ‘im so fucking glad I left shuri at the palace’

 as she dances, the woman comes up behind her.  riri then grinds on her from the back. she grips the womans hips for stability. soon, changing by throwing her hands around the stranger's neck, making their fronts touch.

 “ what’s your name love” her voice is dark and smooth

 “riri yours”

 “haisani”

 “haisani… beautiful” a smile creeped upon riri’s face. god, she’s so glad she got out. nights like this help her forget about her stupid one-sided feelings towards shuri. the queen would never pick her, and tonight just solidified that fact. the tall girl hands roam down riri’s yellow, silky dress. she begins palming and groping her ass. riri feeds into the touch, grinding back with the same force. the touches set her body on fire. she’s never been this intimate with anyone before, it is clearly taking a toll on her. the woman then places a light kiss on riri’s neck trailing down. her eyes flutter shut praying for more, ripping her from the pleasure, her kimoyo beads starts buzzing. she answers, its ayo. unable to hear a word ayo says, she turns in the direction of her. but instead of finding her she meets a pissed off shuri. all the liquor in her system vanishes. slowly walking over to riri. riri knows that look pure rage, she quickly turns her head to the woman still on her waist.

 “go, please! go!”  riri pries the woman off her.

 “wait give me your number or something” riri feels like shit, she really wants to but for her sake she shouldn’t.

 “I don’t think that’s a good idea, ill see you later hopefully” the girl finally leaves, just as riri turns her head back shuri is bumping against her chest.

“ umm hi?” 

shuri doesn’t say a word, but her hand does grab riri’s arm, starting to drag her from the club.

“ shuri stop stop it now” riri seethes, trying to rip her arm out of her grasp. they enter the train platform.

“I don’t even know why you're so pissed I can have fun if I want to” riri is able to rip her arm away

“ who the fuck was that” her voice is incredibly low, eyes black. 

riri stutters, “um - i- I don’t know” squeezing by the angry girl walking onto the train.

lifting back up “riri stop fucking lying! I want her name” she steps closer to riri, if that’s even possible

“ugh! why does it matter, stop aching like you give a fuck about me.” riri pushes pass the panther, walking off the train. shuri has other plans as she picks up the small girl up, throwing her over her shoulder.

“put me down right fucking now” riri bangs on shuri’s back. shuri ignores her, continuing to walk into the palace 

“stop making a scene and be quite” shuri gives an “I'm sorry” look towards the on duty dora milaje

“I'M MAKING THE SCENE??? YOU RUINED MY NIGHT!” shuri walks up the stairs towards her room

“ no, I don’t want to be near you, you brushed me off all fucking day. you had the nerve to dismiss me. then spoiled my fun with the pretty, prettyyyy woman” shuri enters her room throwing riri on the bed 

“are you done?” riri quickly hops up from the bed, walking in front of the older.

 “ nope! I am not your girlfriend or yours at all. perrioddd!” she drags her hand across her neck.

“I can dance, grind, hump, fuck, I don’t know, I can do anything I want to when I want to.” shuri is sitting on her bed watching riri pace and rant in anger. 

“ you don’t even want me! why would you act like that.” blowing out her last breath

 “now I’m done” she then turns to leave the room.

 “who said I didn’t want you” shuri questions.

 riri stops by the opening doors, she turns around, apparently pissed.

“oh, so you lie and brush on the people you want?” she crosses her arms

 “ look, I’m sorry for brushing you off, and I realized I was spending too much time in the lab like you said.” riri walks into the room at the apology 

 “ I actually went out to join you, even got dressed up real nice.”

 shuri does a slow spin. she wears a skin tight nude strapless dress with chunky slides.

‘she painted her toes white’

 even her jewelry is beautiful of her body. the dress shows off her figure.

stop we are mad at her right now

“I just didn’t expect you to dry humping some idiot” she hops back on the large bed.

 “hmmm in my defense you never said you wanted me” riri walks closer to the queen.

“ wait so me begging to see you, the late night calls, the gifts? riri I'm not calling anyone else sweetheart. and me always wanting you here in wakanda was nothing to you…”

 “ okay, when you say it like that it sounds like a lot, but I thought you was just being nice because when I got here YOU BRUSHED ME OFF”

 “ I’m sorry baby” shuri says leaning back on the bed.

“hmmm how much? this much?  or this much?” she says, showing distance using her fingers vs hands. 

shuri gives a sly smile,“ how about this much” she closes the distance between them. 

pulling riri towards her until the girl's legs hit the bed. riri’s lips are so soft, shuri can't help but moan into the kiss. 

she starts trailing wet kisses down riri’s jaw to sucking on her neck. riri pushes shuri down on the bed. the straps of the dress pools off riri’s shoulders. she then begins to feel up on the queen's breast. pulling down the top of the tube dress, quickly attaching her lips to her right nipple. shuri throws her head back in ecstasy

“ ri” she moans and grips on riri’s braids. riri bunches her short silky dress around her hips. she roughly pulls up shuri’s long dress to make their cores meet. 

“wait, slow down” shuri then stands up to slide down her skin tight dress leaving her just in black underwear. she carefully pulls riri dress over her head. shuri then pulls off riri’s lace underwear. laying back on the bed, shuri motions riri to come closer. the girl then straddles the queen again. shuri bucks her hips up, causing the girl to lose balance. she falls, barely catching herself. now face to face with shuri. “ ri I need you to sit on my face, can you do that for me princess” she whispers in her ear. awakening something in riri’s soul, she shakes her head eagerly. scooting up the bed, she places her pussy straight in shuri’s mouth. shuri spreads her apart with one hand while the other slowly enters her. she sucks the small girl’s clit while thrusting two curved fingers in and out of her. shuri slowly feels the weight on her face become lighter and lighter. she pulls her fingers out smacking riris ass “stop fucking running” riri in return trips over her incoherent sentences. rambling ahhs and sorry, shuri then pulls her other hand from under riri. she brings both arms to wrap around her thigh, forcing her to sit completely on her face. riri screams at the stimulation, vision going blurry. she still tries her best to take it but she cant. her hands cant find a true placement. riri pulls on her own hair and shuri’s, so lost in pleasure.shuri then focuses on eating the girl. she runs her tongue up and down between the girls lips. she focuses on her clit. finding a little angle that makes riri whale her name. loud dragged out moans and smacking is echoed in the room. shuri knows riri is close as she starts leaning into the pleasure. riri curls her hands in shuri’s loose locs. riri moves rapidly on the queen's face. her clit bumping with shuri’s nose and all. she works herself up to being fully able to ride her face. “don’t stop! please don’t stop, stay just like that” riri begs. she can then ride hands free. using her hands to touch herself, bouncing while holding her breast. she twists and pulls them, adding to the heat in her lower belly. shortly after the pleas, she's cumming all over shuri’s face. shuri never lets her arms go down. using her strength to hold the crying girl down on her face. eating her in and past overstimulation. the torture stops as she gets closer to another orgasm. shuri then sticks her tongue inside the smaller tightness. thrusting in and out, she successfully pulls another orgasm from riri. head hurting, the small girl leans her weak body over to the side of the bed. shuri guides her down safely.  she wipes off riris shaking legs and tucks her in. after cleaning herself off shuri goes to sleep, anticipating the next day. 

[fischlslays]

Update on the Raelya Raasini situation..!

Lmao, as yall know from the last post, she was stalking me and some creepy shit. My friend @hunterxhunterisbest contacted her and guess what? She denied that she talked about me💀 bro its so obvious, and you acting stupid is actually driving me nuts💀

Like bro even took the "I always knew Mona mains can get along with Fischl mains." From my blog and said, "I wasn't talking about her, but the first one."

💀💀

AND, she stalked my account long enough to know that I put her in my DNI list, here is the conversation between her and my friend. I'm rlly srry for y'all's eyes💀

HELP I CANT WITH BITCH ANYMORE.

And btw, again, calling me a "bish" did nothing at all.

How you felt after calling me a "bish":🥰😍💋💅🔥

Bro pls use something else, you called me a bitch 4 times in row now, be creative. And we both know that you still have access to your goddamn account💀

Esther (my friend) had to go through hell and meet Satan to get this ugly ass mf to text back💀💀

"TELL ME" 💀💀 I don't have to say anything, do I? "I blocked her too! How-" that's even worse bro💀 and yall better be grateful for yalls ass😭 I'm rlly sorry Esther.

💀💀

"But she doesn't know one small detail" "I'm still there" bro watched a lil too much of Batman💀 its insulting to compare him to some random ugly ass mf on tumblr💀 even Esther herself said: "why is she acting so cringy? Is she going to tell me a government secret?😭"

Bro stalked for too long to see my DNI list💀💀 and yea, Esther hates you and thinks you the cringiest person to ever step a foot on this Earth. And no she ain't neutral💀

Yes, you are the creepiest person I've ever talked to💀 and you still deny it. See? That mf admitted that she was stalking me, lmao, tbh, you though you actually changed smth💀 I already knew that you are a creepy stalker, I didn't need you to inform me, but thank anyway.

"She put me in her DNI list."

"And you still interacted?"

"Yes, because I'm not Raeyla"

"Have you lost it?"

Lmao this part got me laughing😭😭

I know you are not Raeyla, but didn't want to expose you to your sweet friends and virtual family, nor your dear followers💀, "Raasini". Tbh, I'm glad that is not your name, because it would be such a waste of a pretty name on a shitty person💀

"I called her friend a loser bc she is"

💀 mf don't get Leisel into this. You actually thought you did smth?💀💀 bro go cry yourself to sleep or smth, it would've been better for all of us💀 and for the third time, Leisel ain't a loser, and again, you clearly didn't see your self💀do us a favour and never show your fac again, and leave your blog, no one is going to miss you anyway💀 if you lied about your name, why would your followers trust you again?💀 Next time Raasini tries to act cool, remember that she likes Hisoka (a pedophile from hunter x hunter), Oliver Tree(search what he did to Melanie), and The Manni Show (master of slurs).💀

"Idk hes hot" 💀💀 go get your eyes checked. Is this what you call hot?

Raasini is this your man?💀💀 I don't blame you, you get attracted to shit cuz u are, rlly. U guys deserve eachother.💀

Again, I'm rlly sorry Esther, and I sorry for everyone who's reading this except that mf, I bet she cringed too💀

"Peace✌" Bitch shut up💀 bro tried so hard to be Drake💀💀 NOT THE "..."💀

hoW dAre yOU! 💀 I swear no one cares, and I feel so bad for Esther. And btw Esther, you ate. And I agree with every single word you said.

And since that mf said that she just said what I did to her, I'm done, that's it, if you are playing that game, I'll do so too💀

Oh, by the way, remember the time you faked living in Ohio? And the time you were hard-core simping over Kaeya and Scaramouche and called them daddies but then you call me and Leisel losers for liking Fischl and Mona?💀 Or the time you acted all cringy by stuttering through text even though you weren't not Role-playing? Or the time you used the "..." so damn much that I gave my phone the nastiest side eye ever? And the time you acted all emo?💀 bro I have too much things, but I too lazy to list them all, and i don't want my followers to cringe💀

Here is my gift for you <3 tbh, I glad not the only who thinks that💀 and Raasini, your grammar and spelling books are crying in the corner💀 victim rizz fr. and when I saw the screenshots that Esther sent me, you wrote "bulliying"💀 I didn't know ppl could fuck up the word Bullying. Bro, are you even 17?💀💀

And thx @sulli1361 for your advice, I blocked her, let's hope that mf doesn't make another account to stalk me again💀 because I'm so done with her.

Thx @notafan77 for your prayerz

And thx for @urbestgirlever and @hunterxhunterisbest for keeping up with her

And did you actually put an Oliver Tree quote on your post that was supposed to "expose" me?💀 I hope you are truly embarrassed, because if I was you I'd never show my face ever again. Not for the next 15 years at least.

And if yall want me to posy the screenshots, just tell me, I don't mind, that bitch asked for it.

"Peace out✌" this is going to haunt Mr down forever. Thx Raasini, I'm Traumatised, and so are my followers.

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[mybiasisexo]

Hi! Hope u had a great day!

Can I just vent for a sec? If u don’t mind?

Okay here it goes… I rly need solo stans to shut. the. fuck. up. Like rly I do. As we know, Baek had his concert (which looked fantastic btw! I’m so proud of him!) and ofc, some of members came to show their support (im sure if Sehun and Jongin weren’t enlisted/busy they’d be there. Same goes for Yixing). However some miserable people wanted to use this ammunition or proof (whatever the fuck they want to call it) that the members don’t like each other, completely over analyzing their actions/words. Tbh, it’s mainly Kyungsoo and Baekhyun stans I see this from. Tho some other solo fandoms have been yapping about too. For some reason, they’ve gotten brave since Ksoo and CBX left sm (ofc I’m happy that they’re out of the shithole that’s sm). Like it’s 20-fucking-24! And yall still don’t believe that they like each other yet? Seriously? They’ve been together for nearly 15 years at this point. And they are FUCKING GROWN ASS ADULTS! If they didn’t like each other or want to be around each other, then they wouldn’t interact at all outside of work. Yet, how many times do we hear stories of ppl running into them while they’re on LITERAL “DATES” WITH EACH OTHER. Stop treating them like they’re in high school ffs! Every time any member is asked about exo during solo activities, they always say how they’re lucky to have them and that they’re family/brothers/lifelong friends.

If you don’t like the group or certain members, fine. That’s how you feel. I can’t change that. But you need to shut your damn mouths and show some respect! As the saying goes: if you have nothing nice to say, then don’t say anything at all. Just remember, any of them members would burn you all alive to keep the others warm. Without a second’s hesitation.

Sorry, damn, I rly needed to get this off my chest. Thanks for listening to my rant lol. 😂

Damn. Yknow I’ve been lucky enough to miss this discourse and I’m glad cause solo stans make me sad bro 😔. I truly can’t understand the concept when it comes to exo. They are one god dammit!!!!

But yeah you’re spitting nothing but facts! Exo have proven years ago that they are more than just coworkers and it’s such a tired argument. If they really didn’t care for each other they would disband. They’re literally staying with sm to remain together like ??? If that don’t prove their loyalty idk what does.

Solo stans can gag bro cause exo ain’t going anywhere and they love each other lmfaoooo like huh???

[onlyjaeyun]

zadie love!!!! 💗💫 i know u said to not apologize for sending in late asks but i can’t help it im sorry🥲 i’ve been so busy on my girls trip this past weekend, and i got home super late last night so i’ve been exhausted trying to fix my sleep schedule yet again while also unpacking from my recent trips BUT while i was in new york i still made sure i got to read ur updates before bed!! i thought it would be better to send in a longer ask once i got home and had more time to type it out🫶🏻🫶🏻

ONTO THE RECENT CHAPS: i looooveeedd taro & yn’s convo like they really are just two besties with absolutely no filter and i enjoyed that chap sm😭 also taro basically calling out yn saying she can’t finish bc sunghoon isn’t the one fucking her is so real like our girl needs to accept and realize it soon😓 AND HOON BEING SO OPEN ABOUT WANTING TO FUCK HER AGAIN WAS NOTTT ON MY 2024 BINGO CARD BC I WOULD THINK HE HAS TOO MUCH PRIDE TO OPENLY ADMIT SOMETHING LIKE THAT. then again he’s still a dick for saying that he wants to fuck her but still doesn’t care about her…you’re writing CH!sunghoon so well like he genuinely makes my blood boil at times. i’m glad yn is getting laid tho but she needs to be fucked good soon and i’m sensing a smut chap w/ hoon in the near future??👀👀

i saw the recent asks some anon sent in saying CH is getting boring and i truly want to know where their thought process is at bc it’s literally getting better with each chapter!!!! some people are so rude, like i get constructive criticism, but that just wasn’t it. the way you’re writing this smau is everything and more zadie, don’t let those weirdos get to you!!!! i know it’s easier said than done but remember there’s more people who love your works (me being one of them), than people who are just bored and have nothing else better to do with their days. IM AN ONLYJAEYUN DEFENDER TILL THE END‼️‼️ you’re doing amazing baby, keep your head up💓💓

wanted to share w/ you a little bit about my girls trip to nyc too!! it was my friend’s 23rd birthday so our whole friend group surprised her w/ a weekend trip to new york as a bday present!! OMG a funny story that happened on our first night there, we all went to this club to celebrate and these group of guys kept being so pushy and gross towards me and my friends. one of them insisted on buying me a drink but he just made me so uncomfy that i didn’t want to even be near him. i tried to decline nicely but he was so persistent. what was funny was that he saw my lockscreen and it was a pic of jongseong in the gym and he immediately backed off bc he thought it was my bf so thank you jay bc he was able to get me out of that situation😭😭

i got carried away with writing this ask so i hope you enjoy this novel i wrote you LOL🤭🤞🏻💞 i hope you’re doing well my baby!! i missed chatting w/ you🥹🫶🏻 ilysm 🤍🧸🎀 !!

- 💌

MY ANGEL BABY IS BACK YALL WAKE UP!!!!🤭🤭🤭💗

bless your sweet soul, the fact you made time to read CH during your busy ass girls' trip means so much to me baby, i love and appreciate you with my whole heart 🥺💗

STOP YOULL ACTUALLY MAKE ME CRY NOT THE DEFENDER PART 🥺🥺🥺 thank you so much baby, ngl the comment did hurt a little but i know most of you guys are loving it as much as i do and with amazing feedback from amazing people like you snd many more i would never let those get to me to that certain point again 🥺 i love you sm

OMG NOT THE JONGIE BOYFIE PIC SAVING YOU!!!!! he really is THAT boyfriend im afraid 🤭 im sorry you had to deal with m*n like that baby and am glad you're ssfe and having fun, you deserve it so much!🥺

sending you the biggest kiss and i really hope you can get a little rest soon bc nestie you've been booked and busy but we love to see it!!!!!💗

[cathalbravecog]

There's a lot to be said they covered a looot in this update but I'm glad find the family is getting tweaks. I know it's meant to be the challenging fight but I'm allowed to complain and you genuinely were thrown out by most people if you didn't have like??? 120-max laff and there were crazy fucking Google docs to help strategixe that are too damn difficult to remember like yeah have fun and a challenge for late game players but idk a bit of inclusion wouldn't hurt I know the try hard ttr type players will complain but idk this is my hot take of the day it was too difficult like nobody around me tried it except for like spam who was so mad burned out from it bc like one in like bajillion attempts was successful

I never got far personally but I did try and. chriiiisttt

tbh I was just freshly done with main task line so I still had Much To Learn and Get My Laff but daaaayum I don't wanna be near competitive ass max laff people they scare me

OK sorry for getting salty rambly here ik yall here for art not me being a bitch so I'll end it here but i wanted to talk abt it somewhere I know I'm being a little pussy about smthn made to be hard but there's hard enjoyable and hard WHAT THE Heal. ofc not mad at staff for this it's hard making games though it'd be dumb to be mad about that but Yeah

[mmunson86]

agreed Sundays are meant to be lazy who dare wake us up at 7 am, like hello can a bitch get some rest? Oo-oooh okay well look we can make an exception its Eddie and that smile knocks me right off my feet how can i even stay mad🥹

“I know. Perfect time for a walk in the park.”

Edward Munson you have to be kidding who goes for a walk at 7 am on a Sunday, he would be the last person i can think of who would want to be up early getting his steps in🤣

“Maybe I’ve got a surprise up my sleeve or something.”

Please Eddie stop with this BF behavior because a bitch is ready to pounce on you & ask you to marry us already staaaahp🙈

Not us avoiding this man & dragging him to get pancakes lol loook Eddie we got alot on our mind & after listening to that song you wrote?!? It left a bitch speachless because it has to be one of the sweetest things anyone has done, not just that but we got what we have been begging to get out of this man🥹💗

Ohh it cant be that bad right? They are your friends but guys yall are cock blocking hard right now, at least we have pancakes 🤣💗

Edddieeee i am melting in your presence staahp it as much as i would love to just be in this moment with you we cant just ditch your friends , work you say? 🤨🙈

“We could just take a flight out somewhere far away from them, princess. Say the word, and I’ll book it.”

Please i am screaming and loosing my mind who is this? Eddie OMG this is making my head spin this man is just he is just … i am lost for words 🥹🫶🏻

Yeah sharing is caring but this is our meal too you know, you could have ordered yourself a side of strawberries😅

Ohh relax Eddie LMAO we do care about you don’t be dramatic now , remember you hated our guts and it only took you a month to finally admit that you are like in love with us soo maybe we left out that we met Ozzy no biggie🤭💗

Eddie that’s nonsense. I am sure that Ozzy would be more than delighted to meet the boys of Corroded Coffin just keep in mind what we said clean up your act, ditch the parties & the walking STD’s that line up at your guys door every night , y’all are extremely talented🥹💗

I like how we are still guarding ourselves because well the last thing we want is to get hurt & its clear that Eddie is being true with his intentions with us…not just that but he is really trying like really really trying🥹🫶🏻💗

God wait no Eddie no no no its not what we meant ohh fuck me for goodness sakes why must things get complicated? I just want to love this man 😭

Ahh yes the walking train wrecks who sorry ladies but even your Sundays best is not enough to compete with what a real woman could offer the men of CC sorry not sorry

LOOOK you dumb cunt! LANY i am talking to you! (sorry but i cant hold back) it doesn’t matter if you knew him before he had a dime you are nothing but a pice of ass nothing he would settle down with sorry he got tired of your expired roast beed and got him a pice of filet mignon! Somebody who is willing to love him & not fuck every front man of every band! You heard him he wants nothing to do with you! Take your ass out or ill gladly do it 😉

“Where the fuck have you been hiding this, princess?”

Ohh this little number? We were just you know saving it for a special occasion or you know for the day you finally pulled your head out of your ass, glad you liked it😌

That fucking biitch! She was the one putting Eddies business out to the tabloids this entire time?!! Makes my blood boil🤬

Wait, no no wait wait wait, you can’t do this to me? Wait, STINK hold on. No, no my heart my heart I mean I understand why this has to be done but no, no my heart can’t take this somebody please and help somebody. Please hold me. I can’t do this. I’m crying I’m sobbing. I’m throwing up and not in a good way🤣😭.

my emotions throughout the entire chapter⬇️

PRICE OF FAME (PART 11/?)

gasp she's finally here !!!

18+ — MINORS DNI

pairing: rockstar!eddie x journalist!reader

summary: the last day of tour has arrived and you're pushed to make a difficult choice

contains: enemies to lovers trope, alcohol consumption, smoking, sexual themes, mentions of oral, angst, and more glimpses of eddie being boyfriend coded <3

word count: 6k

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song inspo for this chappy, thx to my stink @mmunson86 ily hehe:

Sunday mornings are meant for being lazy.

You wake up, you toss around in bed for a bit, maybe turn on the TV, and order food if you’re at a nice hotel like you are now— which had been your plan. You had wanted to try the strawberry crepes here for ages, and you planned to finally order it to start the last day of your short-lived tour on the right foot— but apparently, someone doesn’t believe in the mainstream concept of Sunday morning.

It’s seven in the morning when you get a knock on your door. You want to ignore it— and you have every intention to do so— except the person at the door is incessant and apparently doesn’t get the hint of silence.

It makes sense, though, when you open the door to see who is banging on your door like a madman. Eddie, of course. 

“Housekeeping!”

He’s got a cute, wide smile and damp curls that make your chest flutter even though you still have one foot in a dream. Although, you think the dream might be the man standing before you, clad in jeans and a graphic tee, and beaming at you.

“Eddie, it’s seven in the morning.” You grumble.

Eddie’s smile widens, “I know. Perfect time for a walk in the park.” He says before pushing past you and walking into your room. Your eyebrows furrow as you watch him walk over to your window and open the blinds. You rapidly blink at the sunlight, “I– what? A walk?”

Eddie turns to you, smiling still as he nods, “Yes. Down at Central Park. They’ve always got cute dogs down there, and I know a place with pancakes to die for.”

You’re too tired to even wrap your mind around how cute of an image Eddie with dogs would be, “Woah… woah, woah, wait— Eddie, I— I would love to,” you blink hard, “But I’m still half asleep, and I only got to bed like four hours ago, so I think I’d pass out on a walk right now.” You softly laugh.

You feel a twinge of guilt stir in your gut, so you step forward to Eddie, reaching out to rest a hand on his bicep and gently squeeze, “Why don’t we order coffee up and sit on the balcony until my mind warms up a bit?” You offer.

Which, now that you think of it, was a perfect idea because there’s a cool breeze this morning that gives you an excuse to press up against Eddie’s side and curl into the heat of him as you sip on warm coffee and watch Eddie burn through cigarettes. Eddie was bold enough to drag your legs to rest across his lap, and you decide to blame your compliance on lack of sleep rather than desire.

“Are you nervous for tonight?” You wonder aloud, watching as the morning sun cracks through his fluttering eyelashes. Eddie’s lips pull into a smile, “No.” He leans into you, “Are you?”

You snort, pressing your fingers into the warm ceramic mug, “Why would I be nervous?”

Eddie shrugs, “Maybe I’ve got a surprise up my sleeve or something.” He teases. His fingers are warm and send goosebumps across your skin as they dance across your leg, inching up your thigh until you slightly squirm. Eddie doesn’t even try to hide the smirk on his lips.

You ignore his wandering hands as best as you can, although the lick of heat that runs up your spine when he fiddles with the hem of your baggy shirt sends your mind spinning, a dull throb of your center when his knuckles brush the crease of your hip. You raise an eyebrow, gazing at him and cocking your head to the side, “Well, do you?”

Eddie glances at you, busy drawing stars inside your thighs, “No.”

You roll your eyes, shoving your foot into his jean-clad thigh as he barks out a laugh, hands squeezing your bare calves. “That’s not funny, Munson. You’re on probation, you know?”

Eddie tilts his head, dreamy gaze in his eyes as he gently squeezes your calves, “I know. I’m working on it, though… which reminds me—” You take a deep breath, slinking your legs out of his grip and sitting up straight to stretch, “Think I’m in the mood for those pancakes now.” You hum.

Eddie gazes at you, jaw loose as he watches you stand up and completely dodge what he’s been spinning out about for the last twenty-four hours. “Birdie—” “Yeah, I’m starving now that I think of it. Let’s go.” You wrap your fingers around his wrist and tug him up, ignoring his grumbles of protest.

It should be studied, the pull Eddie has on you, because here you both are in a booth at an old breakfast diner, and all you can think about is how you want nothing more than to slink over to the other side and burrow yourself in the warmth of his embrace.

But Eddie’s friends are here.

The entire ensemble: Nancy, Robin, Steve, Gareth, Jeff, and even Eric, who you hardly even see because he’s the busiest with groupies out of the Corroded Coffin band.

They caught you and Eddie on your way down to the lobby, and well… they just tagged along. Eddie wasn’t so happy about it, mumbling about how he can never shake these assholes, but you just snickered and told him to be nice.

So, now, you’re sitting across from Eddie in a diner with the smell of pancakes and maple syrup wafting through the air and a friendly chatter ringing throughout the table.

You try your hardest to pay attention to the conversations, but it’s hard when Eddie is glancing at you with these eyes that melt your insides. It doesn’t help when he leans forward on the table, shoulders pressing into the edge as his fingers skim your knee beneath it. You raise an eyebrow when he takes a menu, opens it, and stands it up to block the view of his friends as he beckons you forward. You lean forward, chest fluttering at the sight of Eddie’s pretty eyes so up close, pouty lips and curly hair that you want to reach out and card your fingers through. He’s a dream, no doubt about it.

“Let’s ditch them.”

You snort, rolling your eyes, “You can’t ditch your friends, Eddie.”

Eddie makes a face, “Why not? They crashed, and I have work to do.”

You tilt your head in confusion, “Work?”

Eddie grumbles, his voice carrying an obvious tone, “Yeah, I’ve only got until tonight to pay my dues.” He reminds you. You hum with a teasing glint, “I reckon that’s a fault on your part, Munson.”

Before Eddie can respond, the menu is torn out of his hands to reveal Gareth and Jeff snickering, “You do know we can still see you two, right?” Eric teases.

Eddie rolls his eyes, “I don’t know if you dipshits got the memo, but you definitely weren’t invited to this.”

You giggle, nudging your foot against his shin, “Don’t be rude,” You mumble. “Yeah, Eddie, don’t be rude.” Robin teases. 

Eddie grumbles, ignoring his snickering friends as he stands up, “All of you can fuck right off.” He sticks up a decorated middle finger to his table of friends, and you smile as you slide out of the booth, warmth spreading through your body when he reaches around to grab your sweater. 

“Oh, come on, we were just joking, Eds!”

Eddie waves them off, slinking an arm around your body to rest a hand on the small of your back, gently ushering you toward the exit as his friends create a scene.

“Hey, don’t be late to soundcheck, asshole, we won’t hear the end of it from Richie!” Jeff calls out, but Eddie doesn’t answer because he’s walking you both outside of the diner and muttering something about them being a pain in his ass.

“We could just take a flight out somewhere far away from them, princess. Say the word, and I’ll book it.” Eddie jokingly offers. You smile as you take your sweater from him with a small thanks, “They love you. That’s a good thing to have.” You remind him. Eddie rolls his eyes, scratching at the back of his neck as you begin walking down the street, “Sure, except not when I have important things to do. Which, when are you gonna put me out of my misery and tell me what you think?”

You hum, feing ignorance as you blink up at Eddie, “Think about what, Eddie?” 

Eddie stares at you, blinking once before his lips spread into a smile, “You’re lucky you’re pretty.” He teasingly says through gritted teeth, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you in as he jokingly presses his palm to your face, laughing as you squeal and squirm in his hold. “Eddie Munson thinks I’m pretty. How cute.” You mock as you grapple at his wrist, prying his hand from your face, “Only took him a month to figure that out.”

Eddie laughs, “See, that’s where you’re wrong, sweetheart,” He drawls, “I always knew you were pretty. I never thought you weren’t pretty. Who told you that?” “Nobody told me that; you just,” you shrug, “Kind of hated my guts, so it went hand in hand.”

Eddie’s eyes soften at that, and your cheeks warm as his gaze zones in on you. You clear your throat, glancing away, “Are we going to eat or what, Munson? I told you I’m starving, and you just dragged me out of that diner, so.” 

Eddie nods, “Yeah, yeah,” He waves before lacing his fingers with yours to drag you along, “I got a place in mind; let’s go.”

“If you wanted strawberries on your pancakes, then you should’ve asked for them.”

Eddie, you are learning, has sticky fingers. Sticky in the metaphorical sense where he just takes things without asking and sticky in the literal sense where he keeps reaching over to steal strawberries from your plate and ends up dipping his fingers in your maple syrup as well.

He’s like a child for fucks sake! Touching things he shouldn’t be touching and grinning at you with a ‘you can’t do anything about it because I’m cute’ glint in his eyes.

You watch as Eddie sucks the syrup off his thumb and smirks at you as he says, “Sharing is caring, you know?”

You look at his plate, tilting your head with a smirk before asking, “Yeah? Then can I have your hash browns?” Eddie glances at his plate, a frown spreading across his lips as he looks at you, “But there’s barely any left.” He points out.

Your eyebrows raise, and he sighs in defeat, cutting into his hash browns to give you half of it. You snicker as he carefully reaches over to put the side dish on your plate, pursing your lips to hold a laugh when you look up at him. “What’s so funny?” He grumbles, stabbing into his food and shoving a fork full into his mouth.

“Nothing. I just, like, hate hash browns.”

Eddie stops midchew, looking up at you for a brief moment. He’s silent as he resumes chewing his food and swallowing, quietly eyeing you for a moment before clearing his throat. “You hate hash browns?” He asks.

You nod as you take a bite of your eggs, and Eddie looks at you like you just told him something concerning. “I—... what do you mean you hate hash browns? Do you like potatoes?”

You shrug, taking a sip of your drink, “Sure.”

“Do you like fries?”

“I love fries.”

“Tater tots?”

“I like them every now and then,” You shrug.

Eddie’s head cocks in confusion, eyes narrowing, “So what’s the problem with hash browns?”

Your eyebrows raise, and an amused smile spreads across your lips, “Holy shit. I’m getting the sense that you might, I don’t know… love hash browns or something?”

Eddie scoffs, “Of course I fucking love hash browns. Are you fucking kidding me? Who doesn’t like hash browns?”

“Tommy Lommi.”

“Well then, they’re fucking weird— wait…” Eddie blinks at you and stares like you’ve just discovered time travel. “What do you mean, Tommy Lommi? How do you know Tommy Lommi hates hash browns?”

You shrug, “Ate breakfast with the band a few years ago. They gave him hash browns, and he returned the entire plate. A lot of people hate hash browns, Eddie.”

Eddie waves a hand in dismissal, scooting closer to the table as he responds in a hurried and amused tone, “You had breakfast with Black fucking Sabbath?” He exclaims.

You hold back a smile as you blink at the man before you, his brown eyes wide and blown from adrenaline, “Yeah, it— it was, like, a work thing. I was doing a short piece on them, so Anna and I had lunch with them and their manager.” At the mention of your manager's name, you make a mental note to call and update her on your piece.

Eddie raises two hands to his head, grasping his hair like he’s in distress, as he lets out a loud sound, drawing attention. You giggle, reaching out to grab his wrist and lower him back down to the table, “Eddie, you’re making a scene—” “You met Ozzy, and you just, like, casually forgot to mention that to me? Like he’s not my idol? Like he’s not my literal lord and savior? Do you even care about me?” He exclaims in a loud voice. 

Your eyes widen in amusement as the man practically spins out right in front of you. “I’m sorry! I didn’t think it— wait, haven’t you met him before? Like on a red carpet or something?”

Eddie scoffs, leaning back into the booth and pulling a face like the words you’ve just said are rubbish. “Yeah, right. Like Ozzy Osborne would willingly surround himself with a bunch of untrained nuts like the boys of Corroded Coffin. He’s a professional, Birdie. That’s an insult.”

You giggle, gently nudging your plate away, taking a deep breath from feeling so full as you shrug, “Maybe if you cleaned up your act, it would happen.” You teasingly say.

Eddie looks at you, runs his eyes over your face, and smirks as he folds his arms over his chest, reaching up with one hand to twirl a piece of his hair between his fingers. “Yeah? And how do you suggest we do that?” He slinks his feet forward, gently tapping his shoe against yours before hooking an ankle around yours.

You hum, “I don’t know. Maybe cut back on the parties. Less reckless act and more calculated rockstar. Less groupies… none, if that.” You mutter the last part, and Eddie snickers. He hums as well, tipping his head side to side as if he’s thinking, “And would you say maybe,” He clears his throat, “Like, a girlfriend would do good as well?”

You huff out a laugh, “Nice try, Munson.” You snicker. “You’re far from girlfriend status with me.” 

Eddie lowly hums, taking a deep breath as he shifts in his seat, “Yeah, well, I intend on changing that, so, are you done eating?”

Eddie’s sure that Richie will chew him out.

It’s the last day of tour before the next leg starts in a month, and Eddie is almost an hour late to soundcheck. Richie was adamant about being on schedule for today because it’s the last show, and Richie’s a goddamn perfectionist (who would take on the job of managing a group of rowdy rockstars if they have the personality of a fucking sergeant?). But honestly, Eddie doesn’t have a single bone in him that cares because— well, why would he care when he’s spent all day with you practically pressed into his side? 

You’re Eddie’s every dream compacted into the cutest, kindest, prettiest human he’s ever fucking known, and Eddie keeps having these moments where he wants to smash his head through a brick wall for ever letting a cruel word form on his tongue towards you. He would pay an endless amount of money to rewind time and do it over again, do it right, and give you the respect you deserve.

Then maybe you would stop dodging his kisses.

“Come on, just one?” He begs, watching as you walk a few steps ahead of him. Eddie won’t lie; it’s a great view he’s got from behind. You’re wearing these black ripped jeans that hug your ass and thighs so perfectly Eddie wants nothing more than to sink his teeth into you.

You shake your head, “Nope. A kiss has never been a kiss with you, and I’m not too keen on giving Richie more reasons to put me in time-out. You’re also definitely still on probation.”

Eddie grunts, “This is just cruel, sweetheart.”

He jogs a bit to catch up to speed with you, “While we’re on the topic, what’d he say to you?”

You glance at Eddie, brows furrowing, “Who? Richie?”

Eddie nods, and you shrug. “I assume the same thing he told you. Told me to hold off on it until the magazine blows over in the fanbase.”

Eddie hums because, well, that’s not what Richie told Eddie. Actually, Richie told Eddie to just forget it, don’t even attempt to do anything with that woman because when you fuck up, I’m gonna be the one left to clean it up. And isn’t that Richie’s fucking job? Isn’t that precisely why Richie was hired? To clean up the boys’ mess and make their appearance seem squeaky clean. 

“I don’t blame him, though.” 

Eddie’s neck practically snaps in your direction, and he has to stop you from walking any further down the backstage hallways because what the fuck are you saying right now?

“What do you mean?”

You shrug, glancing up at Eddie, “I mean, he’s just doing his job, Eddie. He’s trying to protect your image, and, honestly, I didn’t understand where he was coming from until he pointed out that I’m still practically press in the eyes of the industry, so.”

“Well, that’s bullshit.” Eddie snaps. Doesn’t mean to snap, really. Doesn’t mean to have a harsh tone or sound upset with you because he’s not. He’s upset with the situation and the absolute mess he’s created from having his head up his ass for so long. He’s upset because he doesn’t want to wait until the magazine blows over. He’s upset because he’s finally admitting to what he wants, and you’re right there, and he wants to work on getting you but fucking Richie— jesus christ, Eddie’s going to choke that bastard.

“That doesn’t even fucking make sense,” Eddie exclaims, “I already fucked up. There’s not much to fuck up at this rate.”

“It’s different when there’s feelings involved, Eddie.” And Eddie doesn’t like that. He doesn’t like that you sound as if you’re siding with Richie, and he doesn’t like that you’re using your hot ass journalist tone with him. “What difference does it make?” Eddie stresses.

“Because shit could hit the fan. Things could go bad again, and, in Richie’s eyes, I could easily become an enemy. It’s a rational call to make.”

No.

No, no, no, this isn’t what Eddie wants, and it’s not how Eddie wants you picturing what you two could be— a disaster. 

Eddie blinks, heart pounding in his chest because god, he wants you and he’s scared he’s lost you before even getting the chance to fix things. “So… is that— is that what you want? To wait?”

You gaze up at Eddie, “I— no?”

Eddie frowns, stomach churning as you look away to avoid his gaze, “That didn’t sound confident. You don’t want to do this?”

“It’s… That’s not what I’m saying. I just— I’m not quite sure where this is aiming.”

“What do you mean? I told you how I feel.”

You make an exasperated noise, stepping out from the wall Eddie had you caged against, “No, you haven’t told me how you feel. You’ve told me what you want. That’s not enough.”

And you’re looking at Eddie with these eyes that make him want to crack open his chest and let you see it for yourself because fuck, the only time Eddie has ever confessed his feelings to someone, she ended up breaking his heart without a single care in the world.

And for this entire month, you’ve been slipping from Eddie’s hands, but this is the time that he’s actually felt it. He feels dizzy and sick and so angry with himself.

“I— well, how do you feel?” Eddie asks.

It’s like time slows as you gaze up at Eddie, eyes filled with so many words and uncertainty that Eddie has only himself to blame for. “I don’t know.” You softly reply.

Eddie says nothing as he stares back, gently nodding as you slink your arms around yourself, “I don’t know, Eddie. I’m… I don’t know this side of you— and that’s not to say I don’t like or want it, but— but what happens when we get bored without the chase?” 

Eddie’s heart breaks. 

“When?”

Your eyes fall shut, and you shake your head, “That’s not what I meant–” “But that’s what you said.”

“Yes, but I didn’t mean for it to come out that way. You know what I mean, Eddie.”

Eddie scoffs as he steps back, “No, Birdie, honestly, I don’t. I’m actually, like, really fucking confused right now.”

Your face twists in defense and your eyes glint with something that Eddie can’t quite put his finger on, and it makes him want to scream. “You seriously can’t be upset with me for being hesitant on this, Eddie.”

Eddie looks at you, pauses, and holds his breath before shaking his head, “No, I’m—” He steps forward, “I’m sorry. I’m not upset.”

Your lips are pulled into a frown as Eddie reaches out to softly skim his knuckles across your elbow, silently asking for you to stay open for him. “I’m not upset with you.” He repeats. 

You don’t step closer or move away, and Eddie takes that as a win either way. But before either of you can say anything else, Eddie is being whisked away with his assistant and promising to finish the conversation afterward.

You don’t see Eddie for the rest of the day, and for the first time, it’s not Eddie’s fault but yours.

You regret to admit that the small dispute you and Eddie had caused you to spiral within your thoughts, and you spent most of the day holed up in your room packing, writing, pacing, and thinking until you exhausted yourself. On a good note, though, the day passes quickly, and before you know it, you’re making your way down the Madison Square Garden backstage halls.

You’ve walked these halls enough to know your way around by heart now, so you don’t have trouble finding the dressing room. The usual small group of ladies that stand outside are there in their Sunday best for the show finale, passing a blunt between each other— and you don’t even notice the missing leader of the group until she’s storming out of the room.

“Fuck you, Eddie!” She turns to yell into the room. You watch from a few feet away, stunned and slightly terrified. She’s beautiful, even as mad as she is now; her red hair is styled in bouncy curls that jump and jolt with each wave of her hand, her heeled boots clicking on the ground with each stomp of her heel. She steps into the room, pointing at someone who you can only assume to be Eddie, but the door obstructs your view, “I knew you before you had a single fucking dime! If you think for one second she’s gonna stick with you through all of your bullshit rock and roll facade, then you’re wrong!” She snaps.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Kenny, please get rid of her.” You hear the familiar grumble of Eddie’s voice. Kenny, the security guard by the door, steps forward and ushers the angry woman away from the threshold. “Don’t fucking touch me.” She snatches her arm from his hold, and Kenny lifts a hand in surrender, “Look, I’m gonna have to get you banned from the building if you don’t leave. Make my job easier, please.” Kenny replies in a bored tone.

The girl scoffs with a roll of her eyes before turning around and storming down the hall, her posse quickly trotting behind.

You don’t hear the usual chatter in the dressing room, so you’re slightly suspicious as you walk up, kindly smiling towards Kenny as he lets you in. The door shuts behind you, and you take in the empty room, void of the usual hustle of band members and staff. 

“Kenny, I swear to god, if it’s another groupie, I’m gonna fire you.” You hear Eddie say from the ensuite restroom. Eddie doesn’t notice you as he walks into the room, busy ruffling his hair up for the show and walking toward the vanity, “I already told you who to let in.” 

Finally, Eddie lifts his head, a cigarette hanging from his lips as his eyes brighten when he sees you through the vanity mirror. You smile, shifting in your spot as Eddie whips around to look at you, “Hi.”

Eddie’s eyes widen as he takes in the view, eyes raking over your body as he blindly snuffs out his cigarette on the wooden vanity, face stunned as he walks over to you, “What the fuck?” He lowly says.

He’s reaching out to loop his fingers around your wrist and bring you closer, eyes traveling further and further down your frame, “What the fuck?” He repeats.

“Eddie,” You groan. “Where the fuck have you been hiding this, princess?” He exclaims.

“It’s nothing. Stop.” You grumble, but Eddie only shakes his head, “Nothing? Are you insane?” He steps back, hand wrapped in yours as his teeth dig into his bottom lip, “Let me look at you, come on.”

Your dress is black, tight, and form-fitting, with an off-the-shoulder neckline and a puffy lace hem matching the long sleeves' scrunchie endings. Two thin black straps hug your shoulders, tauntingly digging into your collarbones. The dress stops just above the middle of your thigh, leaving little to the imagination—- much in Eddie’s favor. Below the dress peeks out a black garter belt, two shiny silver clips winking at Eddie as they hold up your black thigh-high stockings. Your feet are held in shiny black stilettos. Sex.

Eddie nearly whimpers.

Eddie wants to sink to his knees, push up the skirt of your dress, and stuff his face between your legs. He wants to make you cum on his tongue until you’re pushing him away and begging for a break. Wants to feel the nylon stretch of your stockings scratching up against his ears as your legs clamp around his head. God, Eddie wants it, he wants it so fucking bad.

You smell sweet and taste even sweeter when Eddie presses his lips to yours, practically swallowing you whole— he would if he had the choice. Your lips split into a smile against Eddie’s, breathily laughing as he blindly leads you to the vanity, walking until he feels your body softly thud against the counter.

“Jesus. I’m gonna fuckin’ lose it,” Eddie grumbles against your lips, sloppy and wet, as he trails down to your jaw, neck, and collarbones. His hands are greedy as they grapple at your hips, squeezing the thicker parts to tilt you towards him, groaning when your pelvis drags against his quickly hardening length. You pant his name, one hand dropping to steady yourself against the counter as the other hand sinks into his damp, curly strands. Eddie groans, stuffing his face into your neck, licking and biting as he grinds you against him. You’re all whiney breaths and moans, and Eddie just can’t help himself when he nudges his nose against the strap of your dress before sticking his tongue out and dragging it up the length of the flimsy black piece.

Your head drops back, chest rising and falling with a sinful glisten under the vanity lights as Eddie drags his tongue all the way from your shoulder to your chin before smashing his lips back onto yours, fingers curled around the base of your neck. Wet, hot, and heavy.

Your lips curl against Eddie’s mouth, hips grinding against him, “S-should I be concerned about the angry woman that just stormed out of here?” You lowly ask.

Eddie laughs, smearing his lips against yours, teasingly flicking his tongue into your mouth, “Definitely not. Good fucking riddance.” Eddie can’t wait to tell you all about how he learned about Lany’s money-greedy actions that led him to the page of every tabloid with a false girlfriend.

You fail terribly to hold the snort that rises in your throat, and Eddie cuts it off with his mouth, swallowing your hums as he presses his body into yours. 

“Want you.” Eddie needily whispers. You whine, fingers curling against Eddie’s roots to draw a throaty groan from him. “Need to have you, baby—” “I— wait, wait, wait.” Your hands are pressing against Eddie’s shoulders, and god, Eddie feels lightheaded as he pulls away, blown-out eyes blinking down at you.

You huff, squirming against the counter, breath heavy and bated as you reach down to tug your dress down, “We need to talk.” 

Eddie swallows, running a hand through his hair as he gazes at you— and fuck, he’s so hard, and you’re so pretty, and Eddie thinks he might bust just looking at you.

Still, Eddie blinks through the thick fog of arousal and nods, taking a moment to not-so-discreetly adjust himself within his pants. 

Ever the gentleman, Eddie offers you the seat at the vanity, but you only shake your head, and well— fuck, Eddie just wants to get back to kissing you so he doesn’t fight it. He hops up onto the chair and gazes at you as you lean back against the vanity, fingers fidgeting with one another.

You’re avoiding Eddie’s gaze, and Eddie doesn’t like it very much, so he distracts himself by lighting a cigarette, but it does little to aid him in distraction when the words slip from your mouth.

“I think we need time away from each other.”

Eddie’s looking at you like you just told him you killed his dog, and you hate that you start feeling as if you’re wrecking everything when you know— when you both know— this is the best thing for the future.

The unlit cigarette between Eddie’s lips is removed and tossed to the side as he blinks at you, shaking his head with a confused and hurt expression, “W–what do you mean?”

You slink your arms across your body from instinct, mentally pushing yourself to stand on the rocky island you’ve built— because even though you want nothing more than to cave and throw yourself into Eddie’s arms and start over, it’s not right. You didn’t start on a good note, and it’s unfair to yourself or Eddie to avoid fully acknowledging that just because of your intense pull toward one another. You both need time.

“I don’t understand.”

“Just so we can have the space to figure out what we want and need from each other, you know?”

Eddie runs a hand over his face, “Is this about what happened earlier? Because I was being an asshole, I know, and I’m sorry, but just give me a chance–” You shake your head, stepping closer to Eddie and running your fingers over his wrists, “No. No, that’s not what this is about— I mean, it might’ve spurred it on, but it was on my mind before that.”

Eddie’s face twists in defeat, “I want to fix what I did, baby, just give me a chance.” 

You push his long bangs from his eyes, “I am, Eddie. I promise I am. But I need space— we need space.”

Eddie doesn’t even look at you, and your heart aches. “Everything’s been so quick, Eddie. It’s only been a month, and there’s been so many emotions—”

“That’s bullshit, Birdie, and you know it.”

You tense at his harsh tone, “Excuse me?”

“You said when,” He reminds you, “When you get bored. You really expect me to believe you ‘just want space’? You’re scared.” 

Your eyebrows dip in anger then, eyes narrowing at the man in front of you as your chest tightens, “And you’re not?”

“Yes!” He exclaims, ringed hands flailing in exasperation. “Yes, I’m fucking scared, obviously. I never would’ve fucked up this bad if I wasn’t scared.”

Your eyes are brimmed with tears, and you’re beginning to think maybe you shouldn’t have even come tonight. Maybe you should’ve just left without a single word and made Eddie hate you all over again. At least the foundations of your relationship were solid and clearly stated then.

How could everything have gotten so confusing in such little time?

Eddie notices your shifting demeanor and breathes, rubbing his eyes and smudging his eyeliner. You fight the instinct to reach out and fix it for him. “Okay, so… you want time apart.”

You nod, fingers twisting amongst themselves. Eddie turns his rings around his knuckles as silence cracks down on you both. Eddie swallows, eyes catching yours for a split moment, “Okay.” He nods.

You want to sink your hands into his and tell him you’re hurting just as much, wanting him just as much, but if you touch him now, you’re afraid you’ll never let go.

“It’ll be good, Eds.” You softly say.

The curtain of his hair obstructs Eddie’s face, but through the tiny windows, you can see the twitch of pain that flashes across his features. “Are you staying for the show?” He asks, eyes trained on his busy fingers, rings glistening in the lights. God, you want to give in to him so badly.

You shift in your spot, clearing your throat and blinking away tears, “I’ll never leave if I do…”

As if on cue, Kenny opens the door and pokes his head into the room, calling for Eddie to notify him of the running clock. You and Eddie only speak through gazes for a split moment, and you both know if he stays any longer, neither will leave this room. You only have enough strength to nod towards the door.

You can’t even watch Eddie leave. Because watching Eddie go seems to be the recurring theme of the month— but now, you’re sending him away— and it hurts. You were so close yet so far away from justice.

The dressing room is vast and holds Eddie's phantom presence and smell, and you can’t seem to hold the silent tears that end up soaking your cheeks. You can hear the distant screaming of fans, the loud booming of the opening to a song, and deep down, you understand that if you don’t leave now, you’ll end up in the crowd, there’s no doubt.

You don’t recognize the opening song for tonight, but you hear the words and Eddie’s voice crystal clear— tugging you back with every step you take towards the arena's door.

My head is haunting me and my heart feels like a ghost

I need to feel something, 'cause I'm still so far from home

Cross your heart and hope to die

Promise me you'll never leave my side

…..

So, you can drag me through hell

If it meant I could hold your hand

I will follow you, 'cause I'm under your spell

And you can throw me to the flames

I will follow you, I will follow you

The song echoes in your mind from the time the door slams shut to the moment you step into your cold apartment in Michigan, and it never stops.

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part twelve

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a/n: OHHH PLS DONT HATE ME IT HAD TO BE DONE AND IM SORRY THIS IS ON NEW YEARS EVE !!! these two will be back for one more round of fun in 2024. ok let me shut up before i start saying all my sob shit

as always, thank u for reading if you've made it this far and i appreciate any feedback, ILY AND I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A BEAUTIFUL NEW YEARS, STAY SAFE PLS <3

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[cakejerry]

Asks pt2 in the same night omggg cakejerry joblessss

Too much negativity! Make your own blog. Also... Projecting much? 💀💀💀 Where did you get him hating solos from 💀💀💀💀 when will yall realize ot7 sells the best. Maybe focus on hating the fact that DESPITE ot7 selling best, antis still acted stupid and boycotted just bc it was jimin singing. So.

Skill issue.

Strong contender for stupidest ask I've ever gotten. Anon I'm sorry, I'm sure you're new here and all but the fact that I criticize jimin will never mean I'll unstan. (Not applicable to actual real-life stuff that matters like racism sex assault etc). And not only because I hate jk with my entire being and find him insufferable and find stanning him to be an exercise in futility. Y'all need to learn that stanning someone will never mean finding them faultless and shielding them from every bit of critique.

He babygirled all over the place I'm sure that wnon who wants to suck his lips is very happy. I need to finger his ass.

Glad you like it!! Another successful case of pjm self-gaslight syndrome!! Another satisfied customer!! Me personally I think his voice sounds rotten, like he's reading a horror story to a gaggle of children and doing funny impressions for the villain witch. Something very sour about it. Sheep-like. But I wish I was capable of hearing it your way!

What genuineness towards jimin? Elaborate. Also, logical fallacy, too broad of a question. I think the truthers that pay for sasaeng info are insane, I think the people writing fics about jk raping jm should be jailed, I think the people writing fics about them that I PERSONALLY like are admirable. I think the people who are on the fence are ok. I think the ones that tweet 'ok I think jikook might actually be sus' whenever jikook do something in order to get clout but never commit fully to shipping them are vapid.

And some of them, I'm sure, are good people.

Situationship

Yeah! And if you want a longer answer than that, dm me so we can become friends.

Silly typa guy 😭😭😭 just say he's stupid bb its ok. He is no match for jimin idk how they said they have the same IQ one of them lyin!!

And shipping minjoon would actually be so noble if only namjoon wasnt ugly. Oh well, 'ugly bastard' is a big fetish category in japan, ive heard.

But in all seriousness, I do love the plethora of occasions on which they both (minjoon) mentioned that they have late night deep talks about the nature of their jobs, life, the fact that they go to art galleries together, the way that namjoon really acts like a leader towards jm and jm treats him as such... And namjoon finds jimin soooo cute he doesn't even try to hide it its so fun WAIT I LOVE MINJOON ACTUALLY!!! also daddy kink!!! But yeah omg wait i soliloquied abt them once and I don't remember what I said lemme find it real quick and reblog

LMFAOOOOOOO YOU CAME WITH RECEIPTS. respect... Respect. Lmfao thank you for reminding me of that that was sooo true he's so cringe my little jungkookie.

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thats the end of me. nothing matters to me anymore. no one matters anymore . ive lost myself fully . the one i love the most where i thought she wud understand what im going thru eversince. where i did everything i cud back then js for u to be happy. but not with myself. im tired. tired of this feeling where i feel locked where i cant talk to anyone about it anymore. i guess life is a piece of shit to me. i question alot of i ever did try my best alot . i abuse myself alot. and she doesnt know about it. and no one knows about it. all i ever needed was a lil help. i guess that doesnt matter anymore. i dont matter anymore. this the last time i'll be saying stuff here. i lover her alot. with all my heart where i disrecpect myself for her where i did everything for her . idw to do that anymore because i couldnt see myself being happy. love is fucking shit where i will mever fall in love again. my heart is walled up where no one can ever enter it to know my true feelings. dats why it was so hard for me to open up. because i hate cry. i hate feelings. i hate love. i really love her. she was the one for me. im always happy with her but mvr myself. theres so much memories tgt with her. i will never forget about. where i will left everything back in the box . to never throw it away because how much i love her alot. how much i love us. my love was gone untill shit happens. untill i start to realised. until im awake. where why do i feel locked up. why can she do that why i cant still. so many shit.

she will always be my first love and my last to love. i will mever be here anymore by then. so for u nina. my baby. my 1st love. my nugget. my princess. my fairy. my half. my live. my ikigai. my soul. i will always love you no matter what. be it how i am now amd how u are now. im drained out . all of it is gone. but our memories will never fade away from me. i remember the times where the first time i met u. i miss that beauitfuk smile of u . the charming wide smile where i wanna kiss ur face all over. ny heart was pounding fast the first time i saw u. i was glad i did wait where i wanted to cry in public but hold it in. and we went to yishun dam right after dat. u know thats the best day of my life right. where u talk to me alot. about ur life and shit. i love that day. where we know we love each other. where ure still with someone else . where i love you but i cant at that point of time. i miss dat . and u know where im always smilling . i miss that . i miss me. i miss how i was . i really miss him but his gone and im sorry. im sorry im always hurting u. im always sorry for all the piece of shit i did to u. im gonna miss you alot when im gone. and i never felt anything like that before with anyone. only u. it was a special thing for the both of us. but it came to an end for the both of us and im sorry. i love you okay. i will always will. be safe whereever u are . u will always be my number one. and im gonna miss you. please eat alot. dont depend on the pills so much. dont hurt urself . be safe wherever u are and watch the road . i cant hold ur hand anymore but i wil be by ur side . always even when im gone. thank you for everything and i appreciate and cherish everything that we've did . goodbye. goodnight. goodmorning. rest well. sweet dreams. talk to me when ure having nightmares. i love you alot. goodnight.

to my close friends u know who u are. thank you for everything u guys been the best for me. im glad that we've never seperate our way and always be there for each other. i love you guys . im sorry burdening u guys with everything that i did. u guys matter to me too. but i will stop all of this burdening for u guys. i hope yall will be happy and find happiness like how we always do. and matin. glad ure happy with ur new girl. finally seeing smilling amd gigling amd shit . gay ass nigger. be safe man whereever u are . u mean alot to me too remember to not get hurt again man like what i said. i love all of u. every each of u mean to me.

and to my family. im sorry that i have to go. u guys mean alot to me and idw burden anything anymore where i want to see everyone being happy. where i cant find my happiness anymore. nina was the one whos always making me happy but not myself and u guys see that. i love her alot. so please . if u guys cud. talk to her and everything she means alot to me. and i will stop all of this burdening where coming home late. making my parents mad. cried . and evrrything else. i'll stop this because i really love you guys and i wanna see evrryone happy, i will slways love everyone no matter what.

and to myself. uve died. u may rest in peace now. when everything is tiring . life is tiring . u may rest now. ure always a happy go lucky guy. but look at u now. uve died . burdeing evrryone . breaking ppls heart. hurt them. everything else. u may rest in peace now.

monday,

13/2/2023

3:33pm.

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S2 08

YOU KNOW WHAT TIME ITIS!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't remember what happened in the last episodes so im going in blind <3

OH THE CGI IS SO IM FUCKING CRYING GIRL THAT LOOK AKJSHDAJLSHDKJAH DID THEY ALWAY SLOOK LIKE THAT ???

IM SO SERIOUS DID THE GRAPHICS ALWAY SLOOK LIKE THIA

im gonna assume its bc theres so many of them but i aodiakdjhjaldjkf

im sorry theyre literally about to die but STILL

ISDFHSKFJHSDLJFDHKS ACTUALLY ONE OF THE SMARTEST THINGS THAT MIKE EVER SAID AND I LOVE HOW MUCH WILL IS FREAKING OUT ABOUT IT

JOYCEEEEEEEEE

OHHOASDADSKJHAJKSDH

OAOSDASDKDASKJHDSAHKJ OH THIS IS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH IT PRETENDING OT BE WILL IS INSANE TO ME (POSITIVE)

I feel like this is when something happens to Bob and im NOTTTT prepared

I FORGOT theyre step siblings and they actually h ave parents and dont just LIVE ALONE or something fucking Billy makes MEMKASKJDHADH MAKes me want to kill - what ASS are you looking at youre so flat ????? you have nOTHING

this looks like the white version of my DADDD HELLO ????

this is a white version of my dad

Is this why theres Billy apologists??? Because they feel bad for the abuse he's suffering?? Because oh man i hae THOUGHTS if thats the fucking case. like yall think.... that.... forgives..... his behaviour? (im suspecting thats the case because of how the internet is - if im wrong ill be PLEASANTLY surprised) Side note for em only: i dont think Billy's dad called him son ??? or his son ??? like ever once idk if thats important u told me to watch who says Son

STEVE JUST STANDING THERE LISTENING TO THEM BICKERING after hes accidentally the reason why theyre bickering inthe first place?? KJDHAKJDSH

DO NOT TELL ME BOB IS GONNA DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO NOT TELL ME THAT BOB IS GONNA. STOPP. IF HE DIES. AS A SACRIFICE IM GONANDSKJDSHKJHJDLKSHLJSKFDH ITS NOT OGNNA BE OKAY

DONT SAY ITS OGNNA BE OKAY ITS NOT GONNA BE OKAY

BOB NEWBY SUPERHERO IS MY FAVORITE CHARACTER

STOP STOP STOP STOP DONT WAIT FOR ME STOPPPPPPP

oh i cant handle this i wasnt ready for THIS

IS EVERYONE JUST THERE ????????? WHAT THE FUCK

ITS GONNA BE STEVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND CHILDREN

THEIR BOYFRIEND </3

the haunting bellows of La Creatura

:( i just really love bob and tbh he deserves so much for everything he's done hes LITERALLY IN the same boat as Barb for MEEEEEEEE

hes

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NO NO NO NO

NO

OAOUDFKJFSDKJHSDFHKJDSKJFH DKSHF

BOBOBOBOBOBO

HES NOT GONNA GET OUT OHT EFUCN THE GUN BOB THE GUN THE GUN THE GUN BOB

GOOD GOD IM LITERALLY DOING EVERYTING IN MY FUCKING POWER NOT TO PAUSE THIS EVERY 30 SECONDS SO I CAN WATCH IT ALL THE WAY THROUGH BC THATS WHAT BOB DESERVES MY FULL ATTENTION MY FULL

I AHHAFKSJHASKDJHSDAK IM SO GLAD THE LAB DUDE ISNT LIKE LEADING HIM DTO HIS FUCKING DEATH TBH I REALLY EXPECTED HIM TO GIVEN THE LABS HISTORY

bro im

broahsd

broadskjad aahhguguh

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NOO

NOOO OH MY GO D OH MY OFAHKJDS

OH GIRL HE MADE IT !!!! -

@aemiron-main i am doing this to you

dont shoW MEEE HIM OH MY GOD IM LITERALLY SO HEART BROKEN RN

where are my bob newby edits where are tTHEY GIVE THEM TO ME IM SO SEROIUS RIGHT NOW IM SO FUCKING MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JOHNATHAN APOLOGIZING ???? STOP STOP STOP

idk what the fucking season finale is gonna be but i KNOWWWW im gonna losemy mind i hope i have time to watch it today because i hae THOUGHTS and i hae FEELINGS

my m om ,,,,,,,,,,,

Bob was literally so perfect and did everything he could for her and then she had to watch him fucking DIE AND AAAUGHHHAHSDHAJHSKJAFKLHJFD

BOB LORE !!!!!!

I GENUINELY LOVE HOW THEY'VE TIED EVERYTHING TO DND TO MAKE SENSE OF SHIT and it slike oohgkajhdj its NERDDYYY its GEEKKYYY its lAMME but its. THEYRE RIGHT ITS A GREAT ANALOGY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JOYCEE my beloved ,,,,,,

sometimes my favorite thing in TV shows is watching the characters do something that they would normally make like production do?? Like when the boys set up the pool or Hopper emptying the shed aKSJHD

DUSTINNNNNNNNNN HES SCARED OF BEING REPLACED BABY BOY NO ITS OKAY 1!!!!!!!!!!!

also MIKE SHUT UP I JUST MAX IS TRYING SO HARD

me staring at Max with my transgenderfication beams for eyes

IM sorry i love watching them tie him up because AKSJDHLAKSDJH it doesnt... look likehtey have any god damn idea what theyre actually doing

Dustin just scared of being replaced, scared fo rhis friends, regretful of keeping D'art and lying and jUST i love him i l ove him so much

my man is genuinely SUCH A GOOD FUCKING ACTOR LIKE YEAHHHH I LOVE WHEN KIDS GET TO PLAY THINGS THAT ARE FREAKING OUT UNLEASH IT BABBEYYYYYY

the RAINBOW SHIP? okay. yeah, okay.

im actally crying like JOYCEEEE

just waiting for Will to be like <3 i literally dont know who any of you are lmao <3 KASJFJAJSHKF CALLED IT

OKAY i understand where theyre coming from and that yea the morsecode might be will BUT WHAT IFITS THE THING AND ITS TRYING TO SIGNAL WHERE IT IS ???

i know theyre sharing memories because the virus eats at it but liKE THIS IS SO FUNNY I DONT KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN IT IT REMINDS ME OF LIKE SOME DISNEY SEGMENT? SOME COMMERRCIAL I'D SEE IN THE EARLY 2000S IOF PEOPLE TSHARING THEIR EXPERIENCES ????

NANNCCYYY BABY GIRL AND HER GUNS !!!!!!

STOP I FEEL LIKE WHATEVER WEAPON THEYRE ALL HOLDING IS IMPORTANT SOMEHOW

OH HELLLO ????

HELLO !!!!!

HEWWO WAS THAT

EL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stranger Things S2 01

this is just me live blogging watching ST none of my thoughts are v coherent enjoy <3

STARTING OFF REAL INTERESTING BUT REAL TALK when you have like a cool haircut how do you expect not to be found if u do a crime???? LIKE I LOVE YOUR MOHAWK AND I GET IT U DONT WANT TO COVER IT BC OBVIOUSLY BUT!!!!

this is NOT the focus obviously its about the fact theres other kids from the lab BUT AKSHDAKSJDKH

DUSTINNNN!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH IM SO GLAD WE'RE STARTING ON HIM KISS KISS KISS

not the reagan sign STOP STOP ITS BEEN 2 SECONDS I HATE TED THATS HIS NAME RIGHT FIGHT KILL DESTROY BITE BITE BITE BITE

also the boys have grown SO MUCH !!!!!!! i forget there was actual real time between when these were filmed KSJHD im so excited to see Will and his perpetual bowl cut

JOYCE MY MOM!!!!!!!!!! SHES SO PRETTY AND SO CONCERNED I JUST LOVE HER

THE CHIP EATING DUDE FUCKING !!!! REMINDS ME OF THAT FUCKER FROM MONSTER HOUSE???????

THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE REMINDS ME OF THIS ASKJDHASKJHDKAJSH

Will is so tiny ..... and little? oh hes being teleported into the fucking upside down again baby boy im so fucking sorry also ilu but why would you just walk outside away from wher eyour friends WERE to look at the horrifying shit world you were trapped and almost died in ????? aSDKJH

Im gonna have to DM you on discord or something so i can properly save all the things you have to say about the timelines and how the Russian shit plays into that because was anyone calling El (im assuming he's referring to her) is Russian??? IK this is possibly the third (?) timeline we've seen (genuinely let me know if i can do that its ok if not i forget tumblr has Dms)

ALSO WHO IS THIS GUY IM CRYING HES!!! WHAT A PI??? WHO ARE YOU

NANCY AND STEVE ALSO BESTIES IM CRYING STEVE IS hes trying so hard are they dating my brain is so full of queer shit that im so deadset on platonic hetero relationships - i paused for one second and unpaused and they kissed SO THAT ANSWERS MY QUESTION

idk what relationships to pay more attention to bc the dynamic between Mike and El interests me the most because of how compulsory everything feels and how El is going to navigate a completetly new environment and how Mike will cope with that? (im assuming its not well)

OH is this the !!! the guy that i see people talk about all the time YEAHHH THE BLOND MULLET MAN AND MAX what the fuck is his name Billy??? He looks trans

CRYING AT CHECKING OUT H IS ASS GIRL WAHT ASS HES FLAT HE HAS NOTH ING AKDSHASKHDKAJSH and those jeans are supposed to be supporting cheeks

I love Mr Clark so much and everyone who looks bored in his class just doesnt GET IT

BUT ALSO MAX I GET IT QUEEN the boys all staring are so good I FORGET THEY GO AS THE GHOST BUSTERS FOR HALLOWEEN

JOYCE MY MOM WHO IS THIS GUY HES??? GOOFY AND SHES SO HAPPY ??? BOB !!! i have no initial bad opinions of him bc hes silly and goofy and he makes Joyce so happy and she deserves to be SO SOSOS OS HAPPY and nothing but happy

IF i have to endure another god damn Hopper flash back im gonna throw up and scream and cry and lose my mind and I won't recover and I'll never come back

Im in call while I watch this episode because i really wanted to get through while and actually use my brain bc i don't that often - but my roommates bird is sitting next to her mic and farting really really softly into it and its making me lose my fucking mind

CORN MAZES WHEN YOURE TALL LOOK SO EASY AND LESS SCARY WHENEVER IM IN A FUCKING CORN MAZE ITS TERRIFYING AND I CANT SEE SHIT BC IM LIKE 2 FEET TALL

NANCCYCYY AND JOHNANATHANANSDNSAKDJ BESTIES BESTIES BESTIES BEST FRIENDS IM MAKING THEM A FRIENDSHIP BRACELET ITS THEIR FAVORITE COLOURS AND THEY NEVER TAKE THEM OFF

ADN STEVE TOO!!! IM SORRY YOURE A THIRD WHEEL BUT its the start of season 2 how do we feel about polyam relationships between them where the audience for that point me in the correct direction

DUSTIN IS RIGHT ALSO I LOVE HIM i love his little hats - MAX IS ALSO RIGHT

God i feel so ba for Will like to be??? singled out like that especially in elementary school? hell.

WHERE ARE THEY GOING TOGETHER WHAT IS HAPPENING ISNT THIS THE LAB ??? ougHHH THAt needle sound was unecessary

REALLY starting to see how this might be a different timelinei have no idea how ???? Joyce would.... trust them??? UNLESS THIS IS A HOSPITAL no its not ho films ina fucking hospital like this

also theyre mentioning the upside down

I understand needing to go back to the only place that fully understands that it exists and you need a place to talk to someone and also monitor him physically without being dismissed as insane - but i dont understand how Joyce OR Hopper would trust the Lab again after everything happened??????

I'm glad that he's actually getting help, and im glad that Joyce and Hopper are there to make him feel safe and support him given everything but !!!!!

this iS THE. He has PTSD. when did they get the word to describe that akjhaskjdh NVM HE JUST SAID IT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALSO IS PRETENDING LIKE EVERYTHING IS NORMAL HELPFUL BC IT SURE THE FUCK IS N OT FOR ME ????????? also who is this DR hes kinder but "i need you to trust me" to JOYCE AFTER THE BRENNER SHIT ???

also them NOT MENTIONING IT WHEN THEY LEAVE BUT JOYCE UPSET ABOUT THE WHOLE "i need you to trust me" THING B UT NOT BRINIGN UP BRENNER?????? susususususus timeline shit anyway EM @ me tell me wahts up kiss kiss mwuah mwuah

OH they've upped their guinea pig game on entering the upside down and the gatelooks fucking uglier and uglier LOVE THE TORCH glad it works but no wonder the gate looks angry???

DUSTINNN I LOVE H IM I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

ough i have a feeling her older brother is gonna ..... trigger me a lil but we'll get through it

THEM BOTH HAVING A CRUSH ON HER!!!!!

If YouR fRiEnD jUmPs OfF a ClIfF 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

THEYRE GOING OVER TO HAVE DINNER WITH BARBS FAMILY STOP STOP STO PST OPST OPST IM GONNA CRY Oh they hired a P.I okay yeah the bald guy he..... HIS CARD STOPPPPP

realizing they defenitely can't tell her parent's what actually happened to her an di hate that im gonna oaufkahd girl im so sorry im so sorry im so osrry UPSET BC SHE AS A CHARACTER DID NOT DESERVE TO DIE I WISH THEY HADN'T DONE HER DIRTY LIKE THAT

all the photos of her would make me so ill to look at like god NANCYYY THE GUILT AND B LAME GIRLIEEEE

also Mike rebelling after experiencing that kind of trauma and losing Will and El even though Will came back he's not the same of corse he's struggling - calling it with the !!!! WALKIE TALKIEEEE girl i miss her too

YEAHHH ITS dustiNNNN BUT HE AKSHDKAJSH

DUSTINNN IM KAHSDKJH I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HES SO SILLY !!!!!!!!!!!!! HES THE SILLY IN MY HEART

HONESTLY props to him again for not like invesigating something that was probably gonna be HORRIBLE he'd survive a horror movie

JOYCEEEEE IN MY FAV SHIRT SHES SO KISS KISS KISS KISS

Johnathan is such a good brother bro BUT ALSO WILL IS SO RIGHT I GET IT I GET IT I UNDERSTAND TREATING IT LIKE ITS NORMAL MAKES IT WORSE !!!! SOMETHING HAPPENED PLEASE ACKNOWLEGE THAT and JOHANATHANNN HES THE FREAK AND A WEIRDO

STOPA SDADKSHJ iT S THAT WHY YOU DONT HAVE ANY FRINEDS SHUT UP STOP STOP /POS

BOB i love you so far and ik that being a step parent in these situation (even tho hes only dating Joyce its the same) is so hard especially when there are kids involved BUT YOURE DOING SUCH A GOOD JOB

AND THEYRE ALL WATCHING THE MOVIE TOGETHER AHHH

ew the phone the trigger GIRL YOU GOT THIS ITS OKAY ITS OKAY BUT ALSO THATS SUCH A HORRENDOUS RINGTONE WHAT THE FUCK

love me a tech who accidentally ignores the alarms going off (i couldnt hear the song playing it feels important - unintentially placing importance on all the music in this show now thank u em)

OohuaAHDAKJH OH WILL IS GONNA get ,,,,, yoinked back again isn't he ouguhadhAKHDJS interesting that it really only affects the *outside* like doors are now portals in a way ? i cant remember if it affected the inside of the arcade immediately or not

OH MIST LOOKING MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wood Waffle Hours !!!!!!!!!! OH NO CABIN HOURS??? IS SHE. IS SHE. BIG EYE BALL EMOJIS LET ME SEE MY GIRL LET ME SEE THE BABY GIRL !!!! this entire scene makes it seem like shes a fucking AKSJDHA freak ass creature

HER HAIRRRRR SHES SO CUTE STOPPPP HOPPERS LITTLE SMILE IM TEARING UP AND CRYING ACTUALLY LOOK AT THEM LOOK AT THEM LOOKA T THEM OUGHHAHAHHHHHHHH IM HEAVING

thank u for reading these were my thoughts

[xamvjay]

|Video call sesh - Armin x afab!reader|

**WARNINGS: contains smut, explicit language, and sexual themes. MINORS DNI although I know yall horny out there reading it**

The picture above is NOT MINE and goes to the rightful credited owner.

All characters mentioned below are NOT MINE and belong to the Original Creator/Author/Illustrator.

This piece is a work of fiction and is pure imagination and is not real and does not involve in the original story/timeline.

Genre: smut, romance,

cw: afab!reader, college au, thiskindasucks, sorry about the long ass zero activity, phone sex, dom!afabreader, sub!arminarlet, not proofread, no you didn't see me change pics

A/N: YALL this too waayy too long (procrastinated like crazy) but damn yall really like armin- but i mean he deserves it. im glad this got a lot of attention although this isnt my best/fav work. anyways enjoy~

wc: 4.2k sheesh---------------------------------------------------------

I just couldn't sleep. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but every once of exhaustion just happen to leave me the moment my back hit the mattress. Staring at the ceiling for as long as I could remember, weird patterns and swirls started to form in this pitch blackness of a room. I kicked of the blanket in frustration and kept tossing to both sides hoping the coolness of the pillow could lull me to sleep. Not working. Turning to switch on the small beige lamp that sat at the center of my nightstand, I grabbed the phone that was charging.

“Hm, who should I bother at this time?” I questioned myself as I swiped up to see the enlarged numbers displayed in front of me to show how late it was already. It was half-past two in the morning and still, no signs of sleep were showing. Hovering on the white outlined app that resembled a polaroid camera, I decided to click on it knowing it was a bad idea. ‘Great, now I totally won’t sleep today.’ I thought to myself mindlessly as I went away, doing the usual – infinite scrolling and hitting rock bottom. Sudden thought arose in my smart head as I went to check the people who were online. And lo and behold it was Armin.

He was that one geeky nerdy student that you barely ever saw him socialize with and was always alone with a book in his hands, reading away. After several group projects and being enamoured by his adorable self I decided to exchange ids. funnily he didn’t have an account and after countless bothering he finally gave in and reassured that he would be making an account and have his id. Grinning at the idea I clicked on his profile once again and saw that he had ten followers. Going through the list I noticed the majority were people not from our college and seemed like it was either his family or random strangers. One particularly caught my eye, it was a girl who sported a similar innocent, rather simple appearance and enjoyed rather few hobbies, similar to Armin.

My eyes glided over the bio-status she had written on her page, and it said ‘Armin Arlet’ coupled with emojis. But the emojis had a rose and a teddy bear. Interesting. Who was she exactly? Scrolling down to see her images that had a couple of selfies wearing different outfits and each had glasses on her face. Some were with friends, family, pets, adventures, and Armin. Armin? ‘Woah okay so they must be childhood friends or something’ I wondered. “Or girlfriend,” I spoke out into the dark as I stared at the ceiling once again. For some reason, that thought bothered me.

Armin being in a relationship? I didn’t enjoy that idea. A flicker of jealousy was igniting inside me. Him having a partner while I didn’t annoy me for sure. Staring at the photo where they both sat together with an ocean behind them and a pretty sunset. I started to notice how cute the girl was. She was wearing a white wool cardigan with a pink frock and a white tie on the waist. Her hair was done in pretty, tight curls, and she had this cool brown complexion as her bright brown orbs were staring at him. Her glasses were slightly down the nose bridge and her smile was so bright like her eyes.

My eyes then went to look at him and he had a very neutral to a more relaxed expression. He wore also dark-framed square glasses. His blonde hair was neat yet messy possibly from the wind. A navy-blue v-neck sweater was worn, and a white-collar shirt was exposed. His eyes. A beautiful shade of baby blue that was staring straight at the camera. It didn’t hold any specific emotion, but it felt like it twinkled at the sunset scenery. He looked so beautiful. Clicking out of the selfie, I scrolled up fast to the start of her page and read her username. @Claireuwu. So, it’s Claire huh. A cute name for a cute girl I must admit.

Sighing I went to check my unread DMs sent by my boisterous yet fun buddies of mine a thought popped to my head. Tapping on his profile as I thought of a response to message him with. I wondered what he was doing this late in the morning. Maybe we could hold an intellectual conversation like we did last time when we were making our way to the next workshop.  

Me: Yo, you busy?

Hello, no I’m not busy. :ArminArlet

‘Pretty formal, even during texting.’ I chuckled at his cute trait.

Me: well okay can I call you?

At this time? It’s too late, I cannot talk right now. Sorry. : ArminArlet

Me: Hm, funny coming that from you.        Whatre you doin up this late?        Thought you got sum curfew to follow lol

A couple of seconds passed as I waited for his response.

 Hey! I like to have an organized schedule. And me being up this late should not concern you. I will leave now. Have a good night: ArminArlet

My eyes shot up as I saw him go offline immediately. What the hell? Not even waiting for a reply back from me? Nope. I HAVE TO think about something. ‘Think! Think!’ I chanted in my head like a mantra.

Me: Heyy waittt dont go away        Yk I saw this news that this person uhh think his name was Sir Syukuro? Ik you adore him        Dont rlly remember his last name but he finally got a nobel prize alongside with sum1 else over uhh       OH physical modelling of Earth’s climate. Sir Klaus and Sir Parisi is involved

I nibbled on my bottom lip hoping that he would come back online and read my messages. A few minutes passed and so did my patience. I was seconds from calling him directly until I saw him typing. Yes! Oh, the relief of not appearing as an irritating person who disturbs someone with uncalled actions.

Really? I must look that up right away. Thank you for letting me that know. Although how did you know that Sir Syukuro Manabe was one of my favoruite physicst? : ArminArlet

Me: Hahaha glad I have your attention.        Uhm about that yk theres sumthin called paying attention?       Yea thas what I did wit you armin

Ah, I see. Thank you for listening to my rambles. I suppose. And what exactly is ‘yk’. I’m sorry I’m not familiar with these… slang or whatnot. : ArminArlet

Me: I could explain this and a lot more if we could just talk yk?

Fine. Since you are persistent with it, I will allow a maximum of 5 minutes. I cannot raise suspicion in my family.: ArminArlet

Did he say, family? Does he live with his family? That’s kind of fun not going to lie. I live in my own single-bedroom apartment – catering to college students that were closer to the campus. I guess he lives kind of far so he’s always seen rather extremely early on the campus.

Me: Yes sire. I shall call you now.

Wait! Not yet, I need to do…somethings then it’ll be safe for me to talk. I will give you, my signal.: ArminArlet

Something? Hmm. What could that be? I remember all these efforts that I had to put up through when texting my exes at late night during my high school stages. What a hassle. Glad I got a taste of my freedom and peace from that toxic household.

Me: alright whenever youre ready

Moments passed and then I got the green signal. ‘Perfect.’ I thought. the sense of winning washing over me. I never tried this hard for anyone just to come to my terms but having that done for Armin was an interesting one. A few rings went by and at the fifth one, he finally picked up.

ArminArlet joined the call.

Me: Hey, there buddy, you okay?

Armin: Uhm…yes. Yes, I am. Please make it fast.

Me: Okay damn. Uh, yea before that did you have your dinner?

A couple of silence and shuffling passed.

Armin: Uhm, yes, I did have my dinner. And what about you?

Me: If you considering snacking dinner then yea I did.

Armin: Snacking? Did you skip dinner? That’s not a proper nutritious dinner. Please try to have a better breakfast before today’s class.

Me: Do I hear worry? *laughs* don’t you worry about me hun, I’m alright, and yes, I will take breakfast for today’s class.

Armin: I-I… wasn’t being concerned! I was just acting like any normal person would do.

Me: Sure, whatever you say. That’s what my ex used to say. *snorting a bit*

Another wave of quietness wafted through the speakers until he spoke up with curiosity.

Armin: …What happened with them? Y-y-you don’t uhm have to answer this if it...makes you uncomfortable!

He spoke out with such care, caution and interest.

Me: Ah, don’t worry it’s quite fine. That son of a bitch slept with a girl I used to have beef with. And had the nerve to dump me. A 2-year long relationship went down the drain. And to be honest he was kind of a walking red flag that I decided to ignore. 

Armin: …I’m really sorry about what happened. I don’t understand why he would do that with someone who’s really smart and gorgeous. Wai-

Me: Gorgeous? *laughing* Did you just admit that I’m gorgeous? Thought I was too intimidating for you?

Armin: Uhm… uh I mean in a good way! You look really cool and all. I didn’t mean it in a bad way, I promise.

He stuttered out as fast as he could. How cute.

Me: Awe, thank you *smiling* I’m glad you find me good-looking. Anyways enough about me, what’re you doing up this late?

Armin: Uhm…shoot, I was just busy with some things. Yeah, that’s all.

Me: That doesn’t sound as convincing as it may sound to you *laughing softly*

Armin: I promise you I was just busy with some important stuff that’s all.

Me: Sure *elongating the pronunciation* whatever you say, hun. Well, how’s your family? Claire?

A sigh was pushed out from him, assuming it was a sigh of relief.

Armin: Oh, yeah, they are fine too. Claire’s fine t- Wait! How do you know her?!

Me: Hm? Oh, her yea I came across her from your followers list.

Armin: Oh…what exactly were you doing in my…page?

Me: Ah I was just curious. I’m interested in your whereabouts and connections since you are really private.

Armin: Uh…yea I see. That’s kind of strange but alright.

Me: Ah, sorry I tend to do that with people I’m interested in. My b-.

Armin: Wait did you say interested? You are interested in…me?

Me: Bingo. I am. I hope you are too just as how much I am.

The stillness was floating in the air as I waited for him to say something back.

Armin: Uh…I’m not that interesting I p-promise. Please don’t w-waste your time on m-m-me…

Me: Shh, it’s alright hun, I like you for you. I’ve always found you fascinating and caught my attention every time you were present. Heck, you were on my mind even when you’re not there. It’s crazy.

Armin: …I’m…I can’t believe. I…

Me: It’s okay, take a breather. You don’t have to feel the same way. It’s totally fine. I just felt the need to say it *smiling sadly*. What was is it that we wanted to talk about origin-

Armin: No! Wait I uhm…I really do like you too. I don’t know I never really felt like this but I feel warm inside. You m-make me feel t-things…*whimper noises*

I was quite stunned by his confession. He liked me back? Never thought in a million years would I hear those words coming from his cute lips. I sighed in relief as I felt another wave of victory wash over me. Smiling at his pretty whimper noises I decided to explore furthermore.

Me: so…you like me too? You can’t even imagine how happy I am hearing you admit the same feelings I feel for you.

Armin: Y-yes. I really do l-like you…

Me: I’m glad babe but are you okay there?

Armin: Oh! Yes, I’m fine. Yes, I am. Oh, s-

A sudden cut of noise occurred as I looked back at the screen. He muted himself. Someone must’ve come over at this time. I decided to hang about and moved around to find another comfortable position.

Armin: Hey…sorry I had to uhm abruptly mute because my pet dog came over so suddenly it scared me. I h-had to stop him from barking. *laughs nervously* yeah, really sorry.

Me: *laughing* it’s quite alright babe. So…what exactly were you doing at such time?

Armin: Uhm...nothing really…stuff.

Me: Armin, baby please tell me, I won’t repeat myself. What were you doing?

A few whimpering noises were heard and a nervous chuckle until he spoke once again.

Armin: I-I was on your page…

Me: Go on.

Armin: ….looking at your posts, your selfies.

I smirked at the idea of him being on my page and stalking my posts. I clicked and went to my page as I asked him further questions.

Me: And were they nice?

Armin: Uhm yes, they were…really pretty.

Me: I’m glad, what did you like the most?

Armin: T-the one where you w-w-ore bunny ears…

He spoke so softly, nervously as his sweet voice faded away. I swiped around to finally find the post he was talking about. Hmm, not a bad taste. It was the photo where I was having a pretty shitty day and decided to dress up while I was high. I was sporting a photo where I lay on my chest on the bed in front of the camera. My bangs framed my face as the black playboy-styled bunny ears settled on my head. Loose curls flowed down my black t-shirt-covered back. Almost unattached buttons were done so a good amount of cleavage was exposed. Almost seemed that it was flowing out of the shirt. Inside the shirt, I wore a black halter-style swimsuit. My perfectly smooth ass was exposed to the camera too. Pretty legs that were covered in fish stockings were presented nicely too. Dark red lipstick was covering my beautiful lips. A tongue was stuck out showing the cute piercing I got on it.

‘Interesting choice.’ I thought once again. Noticed I was silent far too long as those cute whimpers brought me back to the present situation.

Me: What is it that you liked about it?

Armin: Uhm…e-everything. You looked…a bit more gorgeous.

Me: Awe baby thank you *smiling* well, what did that photo make you feel?

Quicker breathing was spotted coming from the receiver’s end as I waited patiently.

Armin: It i-it made me feel s-so many things…

Me: Like what exactly baby?

Armin: *a little moan escaped his mouth* I-it made me f-feel h-hot and painful d-d-own there.

He stuttered out with great difficulty. I smirked at the thought of his current situation. Poor baby. He needs some sort of relief. And I’ll help him.

Me: Can you switch to video call for me? I need to see you, so I can help you. I promise darling.

Armin: …D-do you promise?

Me: I promise baby.

A few moments passed as I looked at the request that came up on my screen. Accepting it, I adjusted my camera where a teasing amount of cleavage showed from my thin shirt. Seconds later the dark screen vanished, and his face popped on my screen. A disoriented look he was wearing.

His blond hair was flying everywhere, and his eyes were a bit red, but those beautiful blue eyes were so vibrant. The glasses sat wonkily as his nose bridge and cheeks were a pretty shade of pink. Parted lips as a wet muscle swiped over to moist those luscious lips. Earbuds were connected to his ear as he softly shook his head, probably removing those dirty scenes his head was mustering up.

I panned the camera to my face as I tucked my hair and smirked and bit my lip.

“Damn baby you look so good right now,” I whispered out. That puppy look of his was more visible as he pouted and the shade of pink turned darker. “T-thank you,” he whispered out too. “Could you show me the problem you were facing, hm?” A shy nod was done as he slowly went down to show a grey boxer. A large tent, no, a whole fucking campsite was donning there. It looked so hard and huge that I gulped at the scene. ‘Fuck that’s hot’ I mindlessly thought.

“It seems like a big problem babe. Could you remove those cute boxers of yours?” I spoke out after analysing that tasty scene. A hum was heard as his pale pretty hands went to remove the boxers and showed me his problem. ‘God, it’s so pretty,’ I gawked at it. There it was. The tip was flushed an angry shade of red and a large vein ran at the bottom of his dick. The tip was already leaking with a generous amount of clear pre-cum fluid and dribbled down to the base of his dick, connecting his balls.

“Baby, you got a pretty cock, did you know that before?” I spoke out softly as I kept a trained gaze on it. “N-No, not really…” Well good, no one was there to see him at this state and got the privilege to see the gem he holds. “Awe, well now you know. C’mon now, show me what you know.” I urged. “Uh…I don’t really know w-what to d-do, sorry…” Oh. Shocker. I mean it was expected of him, but this was fascinating. “Oh. Is that so? Well, let me guide you, okay?” A hum was heard again. Awesome. “So, do what I say accordingly if you want to feel maximum pleasure, alright?” Another hum was heard. “You gotta speak up baby, otherwise I won’t know.” “Ah! S-sorry, yes, I will follow accordingly…” A beaming grin appeared on my face as I stared at the screen.

“Good boy. Now I want you to wrap your pretty hands on that pretty cock of yours, okay? Start moving up and down and make sure to tease the tip.” As I finished my words he started to follow shortly to my advice. A few moans escaped his mouth as he did a continuous motion.

“Good boy, Now fasten up the pace just a bit,” Seconds later he started to go at a faster motion. The precum that was present now was slobbered over his pretty cock as it glistened in front of my eye. “Use your thumb to occasionally rub over the tip. Make sure you use your other hand to play with yourself.” I stated breathlessly. The scene displayed in front of me was just so fucking hot. Better than any porn I watched. More sweet noises were released from his fluttering lips and entered my ears. I relished the sight that was displayed in front of me.

His cock was reddened from the constant rubbing of the up and down motion. His hands started to slow down and let out a low grunt. “God, t-this feels s-so good…”. He faltered out followed by a small moan. “I’m glad you are enjoying this babe, c’mon quicken that pace.” Seconds later he followed the motion as I ordered him to do so. “Tell me, what are you imagining,” I whispered out as I bit my moan, feeling hot and bothered down there. “I-I ima-magine y-your uhm c-chest near my uh d-dick…and touching i-it.”

Oh. Oh wow. I hadn’t expected him to imagine something like that. This started to get me more excited. He’s got to have more kinks and deeper desires which I get to unravel and delve into his likes and dislikes. Maybe we have things in common and we can share them and enjoy them. “Go on darling.” I urged him impatiently wanting to hear the end of this imagination. “A-nd y-you thrust my dick in between them and…gosh this is embarrassing...” He let out with a quiet whine. “Hey, it’s not embarrassing. I’m learning to understand what you like or don’t like so we can further explore it with each other, next time that is. So please don’t be embarrassed for having preferences and desires, okay?” I reassured with as much as reasoning I could. I deeply wanted him to be comfortable with me and be able to share everything with me that is comfortable and not crossing his limit.

He panned the camera towards his face where he nodded and wiped something away from his eyes, what I presume are his tears. “T-thank you. I really appreciate it.” He spoke with a wobbly smile as he kept wiping his tears away. Giving a sad smile I motioned a half-hug where I put my phone to my chest and cradled it with my arms. After a few moments, I stopped and propped the phone on my blanket as I posed the same way I did in his favourite picture of mine. Smirking I motioned with my hand to keep the ball rolling. His eyes glistened as I felt the red tones forming on his youthful-looking cheeks. He nodded as he placed the camera view back to what now belongs to me. His moans kept reaching a new octave as I quickly reminded him. “Darling~ you can’t be too loud otherwise you will get caught now.” I spoke teasingly knowing he has no self-control over himself. “Oh y-yes s-sorry y/n…” coupled with some groans.

His hands went faster this time than before, probably gained some energy from the small rest when we shared a heartfelt conversation. More pre-cum leaked out and dribbled down and reached to the base of where his balls rested and now were covered by a slick of his juices. Getting lost in the view and the sweet sounds soothing my ears, an idea popped inside my head. I got on my knees and saw how my waist was only in view. I discarded my shirt and massaged my boobs. Going down again I spoke up “Hey sweetcheeks, have a look at what I’m showing.”

“Oh f-fuck, you ungh you have v-very beautiful uhh breasts.” He spoke out with great struggle. His tone sounded more pitchy, and his breath was significantly quicker than before. “Thank you~. I assume you are getting closer?” I questioned as I massaged my tits and pressed them together. “Y-yea-“and his response was cut short by a delicious revelation to me. a white spurt of cum jetted out from the tip and messily landed everywhere on his abdomen, milky thighs, and sheets. A louder moan was ripped out from his throat as he clenched his dick with his right hand.

That was a hot sight. “Mhm babe that looks so good. Wish that cum was on my chest though.” I spoke out in a daze light voice. My head imagined the scene right now and how I would have tasted them and kissed him, allowing him to taste how divine he was. Oh, there’s a great substitute for that. “Babe, scoop some of those precious cum on your fingers and stick it in your mouth. Show it to me while you’re at it.” I said laying on my back and holding the phone close to my face. A hum was heard as his slim fingers were coated by the slick juice and stuck it in his mouth that was drooling with saliva. A more satisfied moan was heard from him. it made me tad bit jealous that he got to taste himself and I couldn't. Well, I got to plan the next meet up as soon as possible which is today technically. “How’s the taste babe?” I inquired. “O-oh it tasted a bit tasteless but uhm it had a bit of sweetness to it. It wasn’t bad.” Hmph my turn better come up as soon as possible.

“Good, good. Well tell me how was it? Did you enjoy it?” I asked curiously. “Uhm oh yes! I felt really good and thank you for helping me w-with this.” He panned to his face where clearly showed his embarrassment and gratefulness. “That’s my job babe. I promise the moment the next time will be better when I’m there with you physically.” I smirked and let out a laugh. Noticing his tiredness and the time too I started to wrap up this amazing videocall I had experienced.

“Goodnight baby, I’ll see you today, okay? Rest well. You did well today” I spoke reassuringly as he let out a tired yawn and rubbed his eyes and nodded faintly. “Mngh, yes y/n. Thank you for today and night night”

I stared at him as he managed to fall asleep immediately. What a cutie. A few minutes later I ended the call and connected the phone to the charger. He’s so fucking adorable it kind of hurts. His feminine yet boyish looks are what caught my attention. Not to forget his smart intelligent brain that happens to solve critical problems in such a brilliant way, it was amazing. Well, I should go ahead and take a shower because that show he put up for me…was just extremely hot and gave me a problem.

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[dourpeep]

OKAY time for a college au!!

You 3 know each other from before college

You and kazuha were seating next to each other during your first year of high school you became close enough to greet each other whenever you guys pass by each other

And you and Xiao were best friends from kindergarten to 2 grade but unfortunately you had to move suddenly you two tried to keep contact but the two of you made new friends and kinda lost contact with each other

So when you go to college you meet kazuha at the front desk when you're trying to get your schedule and yall are like "omg I'm so happy to see someone that I know here!" and when you guys check your schedules it turns out that the two of you have the same class during the first period

And you're like "we've got 30 minutes wanna go grab a cup of coffee and get lost together?" and kazu knows that you playfully flirt with your friends so he jokingly says "are you asking me out for a date? Because if you are then I accept!" and you guys talk on the way to class and the two of you barely make it on time

Class ends and you're sad to say goodbye to the only person you know on campus but then all of a sudden he hits you with a "by the way can I have your number?" so you two exchange numbers

Later you're going to your last class and it turns out that this class doesn't have many people you go sit in the back and someone comes up to you and is like "can I sit next to you? " you say yes obviously

But the thing is... there is something very familiar about this guy and you just can't put your finger on it so you kind of stare at him without realizing it

Of course he noticed how hard you've been staring at him and turns around and is like "what? Is there something on my face?" that's when it finally clicks

And you're just like "XIAO??! IS THAT REALLY YOU?!!" but the teacher comes in so you two can't really talk

But the moment class ends you tell him who you are and take a few minutes to catch up

Though I say catch up it was mostly you teasing him saying shit like "I can't believe the shy kid who used to tear up whenever his turn on the swing was taken would grow up to be this handsome!" (he's starting to think that maybe he should have sat somewhere else)

So you're like "hey how we go actually catch up I've got some coupons for this café I went to this morning with a friend"

He doesn't have a reason to say no so he just accepts the invitation

When you guys get there who do you meet? KAZUHA! This man actually works there!

When you see him you're like "kazuha why didn't you tell me that you work here?" but he pretends not to know you and is like "oh? Well who might this fine customer be?" you can tell he's joking by the way he's trying not to laugh so you decide to play along

Poor Xiao is starting to regret coming with you (but don't worry he got 2 plates of almond tofu as an apology)

-no primogems (I'll make another part later where you 3 become roommates)

YES I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS-

dhfaeiahe I realize now that I should've just posted this as is since I wasn't planning on adding to this but might as well add in some thoughts I've had about this lovely trio eh??? tbh I didn't add much I just slipped in a few little things hehe

Can you guess the roomates?? Also the bio professor is Albedo ehe

Anyway!!

Considering it's the first semester of college, you haven't yet decided on your major. Luckily, you have quite a few general education classes to take, so you register all in one night.

You'll have the time to figure it all out as time goes by, no?

The rest of summer is spent juggling moving into the campus' dorms, working, and keeping up with some friends from high school. While you've kept contact with a few friends, you definitely kicked yourself in the ass for forgetting to ask Kazuha for his number...how could you forget one of your best friends?

But, you suppose that he's far off in a whole other city with his wish to experience more. You can't help but wonder what he's up to.

Then, the first day of classes starts.

How did you not figure out where everything is first? Instead of moping, you trudge to the administrative building early to ask for directions and, even better, a map of the large campus.

Instead, you find a familiar head of cream-colored hair.

Immediately, you gasp and he turns around in confusion, only for a soft smile to spread over his features. It's only been a summer but it's a relief to see that you know another person. Comparing schedules, he points out that you both have Communications 1301 together.

For once, you're glad you have to take these mandatory courses...

But with an abundance of time (as Kazuha just so happens to know where the class is), he accepts your jokingly firtatious proposal to head to the cafe just across campus to grab a morning drink.

It's hardly been long since you've last spoken to him, but there's still so much to talk about! It turns out he opted to rent out a small studio apartment just a few blocks away from campus! Naturally, he invites you over sometime.

He's also admitted that he decided to major in English--something you're not surprised to hear. After all, Kazuha's a natural at the subject, exceeding the assignments and always so eloquent.

If you recall correctly, he used to tote around a little notebook full of little musings and poetry during high school. You wonder if he still does that.

You talk about how you've just moved into the dorms a week ago, how you're lucky to be rooming with two musically inclined (if not a bit rowdy) people. You're sure that he'd take a liking to them once everything is calmed down a bit. Kazuha just raises a brow in half-doubt.

Before you know it, it's been an hours and, to your horror, your first class starts in five minutes. Not to mention that it was back closer to the admin building and you were on the opposite side of campus.

But it's still fun, Kazuha laughing as you jolt up and tug him to stand, the two of you running to get to class on time. With heaving breaths and flushed faces, you make it just a few minutes late. Luckily, your professor didn't mind because it was the first day...

Following class, you have to make your way to Bio 1301, Kazuha having a major-specific English course to get to. Before you can speak, though, he offers his phone to you. It's newer than his old flip phone you'd tease him about all the time, the screen clean save for a few stray fingerprints.

After you put in your number, he beams and quickly sends you a call so you can have his too.

"Call me after you're done with classes, alright?"

You promise to and the two of you set off.

Biology proves to be uneventful, a full hour and a half of the (rather attractive) professor going over what to expect as well as passing out lab waiver forms. A necessary precaution, he said with a reserved sigh. You wonder what happened.

When the hour ends, you have some time before World History, followed by a Trigonometry course.

By the time you find your trig class, most of the seats are already taken, making that feeling of dread fill the pit of your stomach. Nothing is worse than being forced to take whatever seat is left. But, noticing a seat by the windows, it's not so bad.

You're in the back, though, settling your bag beneath your chair and picking out a pen and schedule book.

At some point, someone walks in and asks if the seat in front of you is taken. You don't bother to look up long as you fish out a notebook, letting him know it's free.

As class goes on, you realize that the guy in front of you most likely hasn't been paying attention. Considering that the professor has been rehashing stuff from Algebra...you're not surprised. But something about his dark hair catches your eye. Not to mention his striking gold eyes...hm.

It's not until you catch his profile as he stares out the window that it clicks.

"Xiao."

His eyes dart to look at you, a confused look washing over his face. You repeat his name.

"Yes?"

Part of him is just about ready to leave as recognition floods your expression, smile wide. How could you possibly---

"I can't believe the shy kid who used to tear up whenever his turn on the swing was taken would grow up to be this handsome!"

The tips of his ears turn red fast, something that you remember very well about him, and his gaze quickly flicks over to the professor still dragging on. When gold settles back on you, they're practically begging for you to lower your voice.

"It's been forever--I can't believe that you-"

"If you're going to talk, do it outside of class."

Ah. Oopsie.

Time seems to drag on while you buzz in your seat, excited to see your childhood friend after loosing contact. You've missed him over the years, always wondering what happened to him, how he's been. And finally, when class ends, he gets up and waits for you.

Naturally, you want to catch up, so you invite him to go to the cafe with you for a late lunch.

"You still like almond tofu right? It's all you used to eat when we were little." Laughing, you nudge his shoulder and the color returns to his cheeks as he mumbles a yes.

When you step into the cafe, a familiar voice greets you.

"If I knew a cute customer would be coming, I would've gone on break."

Kazuha leans on the counter, mirth in his eyes and you gasp. It makes sense now, why he's so well acquainted with the campus and why he'd already known what to order when you arrived for drinks-

"What can I get for you today?"

"Your number."

Xiao's face pales at the blatant flirting, wondering if he should've just declined the invitation to the cafe until the two of you burst into laughter. Though, it's hardly better.

"Sorry, sorry- This is Kazuha, one of my friends from high school. Kazuha, this is my childhood best friend Xiao."

With a day so filled with nice coincidences, you doubt that life can get any better than this.

Oh, how wrong you'd be.