#I did once but ppl were talking so I couldn’t hear what they were saying

[alitteraladhdmess]

Bros got that constitutional drip

Don’s being abused, harassed, assaulted, hate crimed, bullied and publicly humiliated. Vote for ❤️💜Bloom From Oblivion🧡💙 and Don might find a fashion era he likes.

Lee and Angelo are having fun tho and Aprils just here for the laughs

@tmntaucompetition you ordered pre 1920’s so the turtles came and delivered!! Applause and applause aaand waiting for your applause.

[qkopi]

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pairings: prowler! miles x fem! reader

cw: cheating, profanity, TOXIC milo, VERY suggestive (atp it’s light smut🤷🏻‍♀️)

summary: three weeks. you have been meeting up with milo behind miles’ back for three weeks. miles was bound to find out one way, right?

a/n: u guys r gonna hate me @ the end but i’m sorry i had to do it😭🙏🏽 dw i’m like halfway finished i stg and for the ppl who wants to be in my tag list, i’m sorry i js can’t ts takes way too long i can’t🙅🏻‍♀️

pt 1 <- pt 2 -> pt 3

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“miles but-“

“sorry mi vida, just give me a few minutes okay? i’ll be back before you know it!” miles cut you off as he rushed out of the apartment, leaving you disappointed that your date with him was canceled once again.

you wanted to spend the whole day with miles but it looks like you were now going to spend it with milo.

“well..” milo grinned as he walked over to you.

“looks like we’ve got the place to ourselves, huh?” he had a triumphant look in his eyes, and he couldn’t help but show a condescending smile as he spoke.

“milo, stop. im not in the mood.” you sighed, turning away to not face him as you rubbed your temples.

he raised an eyebrow, coming to a stop a few inches behind you, his right knee bumping one of your left’s. he set a hand on your shoulder, grinning at you.

“something goin on, ma?” milo asked in his signature drawl, a small smirk breaking through his facade of apathy.

the last few days, you had been thinking about ending the affair between you and milo. you felt bad for meeting up with him behind miles’ back, but you couldn’t help it, being with milo felt so good that you seemed to forget everything.

but then, the guilt started to eat you up, feeling horrible to miles as he didn’t know anything that has been happening. you were planning to confront milo tonight after spending the day with miles but looks like time had other plans for you.

“you know damn well what’s going on.” you spat out, still not sparing him a glance.

it went on for 3 weeks, almost a month, this affair with milo had to stop before it could lead to more trouble.

milo let his hand fall to his lap, his smile growing as he moved up to you side, his arms wrapping around your waist loosely and his chin resting on your shoulder.

“how did you come to this conclusion?” he teased, chuckling under his breath before kissing your cheek.

“stop.. stop..” you tried to push him off, knowing his affection were your weaknesses, but it only made his grip around you tighter.

he smirked, a few gentle nibbles to your ear earning a grunt out of you.

“nah, im comfortable.” he chuckled, gently nipping at a portion of your earlobe.

“but do tell me more about what’s up.” milo teased, his smirk broadening as your protests were cut off by his playful affection.

“y-you..” you tried to focus on what you were going to say to him but his kisses distracting you.

“me, and?” he whispered into your ear, a small chuckle escaping him as he kissed your cheek again. milo could feel your body shiver at the sensation, his free hand running up your spine.

“and…? speak up, mami.” you couldn’t speak, even if you wanted to, you melted onto his touch as your mind became hazy from his affection.

a chuckle left him as he could hear your breathing grow heavy. it made his smirk grow wider.

“still nothing? aw….” milo teased in your ear, his voice a low whisper as he landed a soft kiss on your cheek once more

he pulled back enough to look down on her, letting her take in a deep breath before speaking again.

“how about now…?”

“w-what? why did you stop?” you asked with confusion contorting up in your face.

“i never stop for long.” he said.

“now are you gonna talk to me, mami, or should I shut you up and keep going?” milo teased, his smirk growing wider.

“keep going..” you mumbled, lowering your head in embarrassment. damn it, this boy knew how to get to me and now, i couldn’t confront him anymore!

milo chuckled, his hands squeezing more at your waist, keeping you tight against him as he laid another kiss on your ear, cheek and, neck, letting you soak in the feeling of his kisses.

“now, tell me about why you’re upset.” he whispered into your ear, the smell of his cologne bringing a faint sense of security to you, his warm breathe heating the side of your head.

“because..” you couldn’t continue talking as you felt his lips on your neck, kissing the one spot that he knows that makes you go feral.

milo chuckled into your ear, his lips finding the soft flesh of your throat and nibbling at it gently as he ran a hand through your hair.

“you’re so cute when you’re flustered.” he teased, pulling back and giving you a gentle smile as his hand returned to your waist.

“go on..”

“you..” you tried to hold onto something as you felt his euphoric touching all over your body.

“me, what?” milo chuckled, nibbling at your earlobe again.

“you can’t keep me guessing forever, mami.” he said, his hands wrapping around your waist again as his mouth stayed near your ear. his hand cupped your chin and slowly pivoted you to face his gaze.

“come on, say it.” milo teased, pulling away with a smirk. his hand ran from your chin to the side of your face, tilting your head so you can see his smirk.

“what’s bugging you?” he gave you a chance to talk.

“we can’t keep doing this, milo.” you finally managed to let him know.

“i can’t keep doing this.” you said sternly, trying to seem serious.

milo froze for a moment, his eyes widening just a little before he broke into a smile.

“you’re still on about that?” he teased, his eyes twinkling playfully as he looked over your face.

“c’mon, mami. doesn’t my affection make it feel worth it?” he teased, his hand running over her cheek.

“yes but..” you began to melt in his touch again.

“no, no! stop.” you softly smacked his hand away, not wanting to fall for his tricks again. you look away from him, sensing that he may distract you to confront him again.

milo didn’t flinch when you smacked his hand away, a smirk gracing his face. a small chuckle left him as one of his hands wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer.

“that never works, mami.” he said, his breath leaving his mouth warm on your skin as he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder.

“you’ll talk eventually…”

“it’s been almost a month, milo.. i can’t keep doing this to miles..” you said, feeling his chest press against your back as he hugged you from behind.

a small chuckle left him as he kissed your neck again, the feeling of his lips against your skin, making you gasp. his free hand squeezed at your waist gently, caressing you while his other held your hip.

“come on, y/n.. what miles doesn’t know won’t hurt him..” he teased, leaning in near your ear and placing another soft kiss in the center of your ear before stepping back.

“milo.. he’s your brother, for gods sake..” milo only smirked, leaning further in.

“yeah, he’s my brother but..” *he chuckled, his hand on your hip squeezing a bit. he looked into your eyes playfully as he kissed your cheek.

“i liked you first.” he teased as he kissed at the other cheek.

“but i’m his girlfriend..” you mumbled under your breath, feeling disappointed at milo and you.

“dont worry, mami.” milo kissed her once more, pulling back.

“besides, if you didn’t like what we have, you would’ve stopped meeting up with me.” his smirk broadened.

“but you didn’t. you know why?” he teased, his voice dropping low, a teasing grin on his face.

“cause you like it..”

“i… i don’t.” you glared at him, trying to appear as if you hated this.

“you sure bout that, ma?” milo smirked as he moved closer towards you. he pressed up against you a little bit more with his hands trailing down your body, caressing you sensually.

“cause if you really didn’t like this shit, then you would’ve stopped from the very beginning.”

your breath hitched, knowing that milo was fully right about what he said, but before you could deny and protest, he had kissed you to shut you up.

milo’s lips were soft and passionate, his body pressing against yours tightly. he didn’t give you a chance to escape as he kissed you deeply and passionately. his hands were slowly trailing down your body as the feeling of his touch made you weak in the knees. you couldn’t resist him, and he knew it. with his touch, he would make you forget about everything else…

milo smirked in the kiss when he felt your arms snaked up to his neck, pulling him even closer. he continued to kiss you passionately, clearly taking advantage of your weakness, but you didn’t care, you were lost in the moment of the kiss. his lips were soft and tender against yours, and you couldn’t help but savor every bite of it. he took it to another level, deepening the kiss and making it more intense.

he was making sure that you forgot about everything else, and focused only on him…

milo then took your legs, wrapping them around his waist as he carried you to his bedroom as the both of you continued making out. he placed you on the bed, and he was already on top of you, kissing you passionately. his lips were gentle yet firm, as they pressed up against yours. he wasn’t going to stop until he had you completely under his control.

the two of you slowly pulled away to catch your breaths as both you and milo looked into each other’s eyes.

milo looked at you intently, as he brushed his fingers through your hair. his eyes had a knowing look in them, as if he could see right through you. he began to nibble on your neck. his hands were already on your blouse, unbuttoning it slowly.

before milo could even get to the 2nd button, milo’s door had suddenly opened, making both you and milo stop.

“milo, have you seen y/n-“ miles immediately stopped as he saw the scene unfold in front of him.

“what the hell..” miles was in disbelief.

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[radio-fmm]

Law + mexican s/o

I am a believer that Skypiea was 100% supposed to represent Mexico I mean… the whole history and design of the island screamed Tenochtitlán to me. Also I am Mexican so I gotta represent am I right? 🇲🇽🦅🦅🦅

Masterlist

Pt. 2

If your name is specifically very noticeably Mexican, he’d be very curious and ask the meaning and the proper pronunciation

Obsessed with your accent and loves when it slips out

He would never forget the first time you made him chilaquiles he literally ascended to heaven

Definitely would ask you to cook him your traditional meals, probably fell in love with the cuisine and he can’t live without it now

A sucker for tamales

The day you made pozole, everyone begged you to never leave the crew and keep on making it for them

“You better treat them right Captain” said Penguin as he served his 4 plate of pozole

And don’t get me started on tacos… you are legally obligated to cook tacos at least once a week

Bepo would help you make tortillas and die happy if you let him eat the first one

Law’s mortal enemy is el mazapán, he almost fainted when you made him eat it, he thinks it’s the most disgusting thing on this earth

He finds it kinda amusing how your voice changes when speaking spanish, also would beg for you you teach him because he feels left out and wants to understand what you say

100% would get mad if you start speaking spanish and won’t translate afterwards. What if you’re talking shit and he doesn’t know it? FOMO (even if it’s about him)

The kind of guy to find the fact that you’re bilingual extremely attractive, you’re so smart

Would tease you if you forget words or don’t understand certain slang, but would always translate/explain it to you he doesn’t want to make you feel left out

Loves to swear in spanish, like the most mexican curses

His favorite one is chinga tu madre

One of his favorite activities is cuddling while you whisper sweet nothings in spanish to him

You once told him that even though names can’t be translated, he would probably be called Lorenzo and he hated it and of course you call him that to rile him up because its hilarious

100% bought a book to also teach himself some more spanish and impress you

You once wore a traditional outfit for a banquet and absolutely loved it he couldn’t stop complimenting you and eventually you gifted him a handmade shirt that he treasures

You gifted him some nice boots too and he wears them religiously

He noticed every time November would roll by, you’d buy flowers that’d sit under some pictures, and would also make some decorations with skeletons on them. When you explained what Día de Muertos was and that those were pictures of your loved ones that had passed away, he was so amazed and next November he’d add a picture of Corazón in your altar and bought stuff you were missing to complete it

Eventually the tradition was embraced by the whole crew and everyone would participate putting together a bigger altar on display for everyone

You’d paint everyone as catrines and best believe everyone is exited to be part of it, celebrating your culture and those that are not here is so precious to the crew

Viernes de carne asada at the submarine

There would probably be some cultural differences between you and Law; for example he probably thought you were so damn loud (a lot of ppl had told me we are very loud?) or wouldn’t get your sense of humor at first

Confused on why you keep every damn plastic bag inside another bag

Home remedies scare him, what do you mean you’re putting lemon on your cut? Would accept some sore throat drink tho

Freaked out the first time you did a limpia on him but he’s used to it now, still thinks it’s stupid tho and he’ll roll his eyes and grumble

He. Loves. Vaporub

When you proclaimed it was absolutely magical he laughed, but when then witnessed its power now he always has some on him

When he hears your music blasting in the morning he knows you’re on cleaning duty

He would probably listen to spanish rock and would ask you to translate the lyrics

When you moved in to a shared room with Law, he noticed how a lot of the decorations were so colorful it was comical how contrasting it was from his personal style. You were adding color to his life, literally and metaphorically

Noche de loteria once a month everyone plays and sometimes it gets out of hand, Law is so competitive he is winning no matter what

You asked Law to dress as a charro for your birthday. At first he acted like it was annoying but honestly he liked the all black outfit and ended up loving it

He’d wear it around to fluster you

Would bend whenever you call him “mi vida” or “mi amor” but would get mad if you do it in front of others, that’s for his ears only also hates pda

Honestly he loves everything about you and understands how your culture is a huge part of who you are, so he is eager to learn about and connect with it, but most importantly to allow you to embrace it, after all the heart pirates are your family

Might make this a series with other characters feel free to request

[dejabooooo]

Alex hirsch interviews always leave me blown away. I could listen to this man talk for hours, he is so inspiring. Definitely the kind of writer I strive to be like.

One of the main things i took away from this interview is how strongly his every word reiterates that his number one priority is the emotions and arcs of the characters. Here’s a couple tangents about that cuz I gotta get them outta my brain:

It became really clear to me on the Fiddleford question about the memory gun and the timeline. He couldn’t even remember how the events lined up but what he DID remember once reminded was the incredibly complex feelings McGucket was having and the specifics of how his friendship with ford was affecting him at that point in time.

It was fascinating to hear because this information was so much more complicated than the initial timeline rearrangement question. Almost all of his answers were like this. So, so deep and thoughtful and it really highlighted the fact that he is a storyteller whose focus is on the important things.

Canon dates and hidden codes and funny jokes are secondary to heart because heart is the big picture. Ppl say it’s the codes and secrets are the “deeper” part of gf. But the complexities of the characters in and of themselves are INSANELY deep. It becomes especially clear when Alex himself is talking about them. He knows their minds and motivations so well, and it tends to get overshadowed by lore questions but to me the details of the inner working of the characters minds and the psychology of their actions is the MOST interesting information that comes out of these interviews.

I feel like ppl might not agree with me when I say this. But for me the answer about ford looking at romance the same way Tesla does is a way more fascinating idea than concluding definitively that he’s gay (and this is coming from someone who’s written an entire fic about the latter). Because that’s so unique! That’s so different! I’ve never seen that before! It gives him such a distinct and fresh identity and it makes so much sense for him

I myself wasn’t particularly a fan of don’t dimension it before I watched this. Because I had thought that it was humoring the fandoms bad faith gripes about Mabel’s character, but luckily I was wrong! Online media analysis has unfortunately forced a moral priority on most story explorations and I’ll admit I bought into it a bit with this. I thought Mabel was being punished for her personality. But Alex’s incites quelled this worry. The narrative wasn’t blaming Mabel for weirdmageddon, Mabel was blaming Mabel for weirdmageddon. As he explained, she was just experiencing a bit of self awareness for the first time just like dipper did in double dipper.

This interview has made me rethink things a bit. I feel like the very first question a gf fan should ask themselves before building a theory is ‘does this idea compromise the arcs or narrative purpose of the characters?’ If the answer is an immediate yes then it’s not canon full stop, because then it becomes the antithesis of what gravity falls is really about

[azullumi]

“boyfriend messages” ; diluc & kaveh

info — random conversations between you two that are part of your daily life; alternatively, how does he communicate through text messages?

characters — diluc and kaveh (w/ gender-neutral reader)

tags — fluff, established relationship, modern au ; headcanons

words — 920

note — need me a gossip buddy who’ll film fights for me, also, ignore the timestamps and status bar !! i still have another fic coming up but i need to be focused while writing it (^^)/

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he’s often the first one to greet you in the morning, the first one to give you a call before you start your day, always the one to accompany you.

calls. call. calls. if it’s not so obvious already, this man prefers calling more than texting—prefers hearing your voice than reading words on a digital screen and having to imagine what you would sound like saying them. he always make sure that he calls you at least once each day, even if one of you has to hang up after a few minutes or if you two would only do their own thing and not talk to each other that much. in line of that, falling asleep during the call is something that isn’t uncommon between you and him.

aside from other close friends and acquaintances, you’re the only one in his contacts and the only one he always talk to—his call history is just you accompanied with a few others and your name is always on top of his messages. he has your profile saved with a sweet endearment as its name and a photo that he took of you, in which its existence you don’t know of.

a random thing about him is that he doesn’t use emojis at all, and prefers not using them. it’s not like he doesn’t understand the use of it, it’s just that he chooses not to. on that note, he doesn’t go ‘AHAHAHAHA’ in text whenever he finds something funny—he doesn’t go for the lowercase one either—he simply just tells you: “that’s funny.”

he’s not afraid to tell you that he misses you, that he wants to see you, and just one word from you, one message, a single statement, he’ll be right there at your doorstep to satisfy his yearning and yours also. even if he’s from the other side of the world, he’ll make his way to you as long as you also feel the same.

one thing that he often does for you is drop off gifts for you or have it delivered to your name without your knowledge and thus, he always end up surprising you—sending him a message as soon as you receive it with a bunch of question marks or anything. his gifts are often random, a variety, it could be food, could be books, jewelry, something that has been in your wishlist or cart for so long but couldn’t get, and many more. his reason? he just wants to. it’s not an exaggeration to say that your home isn’t filled with items that you got from him.

have i mentioned that he just loves showing off his affection to you in many ways that he can? he just loves you, that’s all the reason needed for everything.

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gossip buddy and lover boy. gossip is always found in your message history with him, it’s that one topic that has you two talking for hours, often diverting to another one before going back to it at just a mention of a word—“speaking of apples, did you know ‘toilet’ got into trouble because he threw one at the window? also, i heard that he cheated on his girlfriend.”

the most ridiculous code names are being used as a substitute for someone’s name and if someone were to ever hear you or see the chats, they would end up being confused on why are you talking about a water bottle and a shower head having a fight in a bar.

he is exceptionally good at expressing himself through texting despite the many struggles of others when doing so—he uses emojis, gifs, emoticons, images, and everything, it’s not shocking that he uses some combinations even and it’s not also surprising that you’ll get used to his texting language and even adapt to it. although, he often shortens his words whenever he’s in a rush: ‘sry hve 2 go, ppl r clling m’ is translated to, ‘sorry i have to go, people are calling me’ and there’s a mwa (a kiss in the form of words) at the end.

the type to greet you as soon as the clock strikes twelve when it’s your birthday, the type to send the randomest message at the most random time on the morning, and the type that will tell you in advance if he wouldn’t be able to message you for some time as he’s occupied with some things—mainly, his plates—which gets you worried because when he’s at that state, he will most likely forget to take care of himself.

that leads you to having to check up on him from time to time, asking if he had eaten anything and telling him to take a break. he appreciates it really, despite the scoldings he gets from you when you learn of the fact that he had neglected himself, it shows that you care.

he sends photos of himself, a selfie or a mirror photo showing off his outfit before he goes out. he hasn’t said it but he loves it whenever you rain him with compliments, it has him grinning like an idiot on his phone (mans kicks his feet and rolls around the bed).

he just loves talking to you, whether it’s through the mere act of messaging and calling each other or doing it in real-time, gossiping and discussing about rumors that would entertain you both for boths or simply just him admiring you with his eyes as he listened to you blabber about the most randomest things.

© azullumi — do not plagiarize, copy, repost, nor translate any of my works.

[moreandmoredior]

Leave me, break me, make me c☆m TW: afab! reader/female anatomy, Foul language, cursing, oral fem! receiving, crying, smuttt, toxic relationship-ish???? ♡☆Synopsis: You and Dabi had a big fight, bigger than the ones in the past, convincing Dabi that you two were over, especially when you said some more hurtful stuff on your end. But what happens when you send him a crappy apology text, and Dabi gets one last fuck before you slip from his arms once again.

♡☆ Dabi running right to your door the moment you text him a semi-thoughtful apology, knocking on the door as opposed to his past window entrances.

♡☆ Dabi kissing you the second you open the door and kissing all up your neck and jaw, not caring he’s barely said hello, or acknowledged your fight, and every time you try to tell him to slow down, that you still need to talk about what happened, he can’t

“Can’t, princess. Need to fuck this pretty pussy first.”

♡☆You can tell him whatever you want, but he can’t pull away till he fuck you out of your sense, because deep down, he feels like you won’t take him back unless he does

♡☆ Dabi giving you the best head, no matter how much you try to talk him out of it, how you wanna be the one to give him something because of how bad you lost your temper at him, he can’t let you. He won’t let you.

♡☆ Dabi who makes you cum again and again all on his tongue, his erection evident in his boxers, but he couldn’t have cared less, just as long as he gets to taste your pretty little pussy, as long as he can enjoy you one more time before you decide he isn’t good enough and leave him.

♡☆ Dabi who fucks you with such fervor, but this time, it’s a bit different, it’s a bit more vulnerable than all the other times you two had makeup sex

♡☆ Dabi who cums inside you, the biggest load you had ever felt, you’re sure of it. But this time, he isn’t stopping. No matter how much you try to stop him he just keeps going, not that you could say much anyway, anytime you tried to open your mouth, a wave of moans leaves your mouth instead.

♡☆ Dabi who fucks his cum deep in you, making sure some part of you doesn’t forget him when you leave, even if it is your pussy.

♡☆ Dabi who whines so loud in your neck, your ears and head growing fuzzy and hot hearing his little whimpers and moans as he lets out all his pent-up anxiety in fucking you. 

♡☆ Dabi who babbles about how much he loves you, how much he needs you more than air itself while his pierced dick hits your cervix, making your brain and thoughts all foggy, only being able to mewl out responses as he thrusts with such vigor

“F-fuc-kkk Doll, this pussy’s got such a good grip on me, love you s’much baby fuck! I missed you s’much, missed this pussy s’much you have no idea princess-”

♡☆ Dabi who fucks you even harder now that he knows the both of you are close, trying to make this the best sex you two have ever had, all while trying to keep his emotions locked in, because damn everything if he didn’t make this about you, your pleasure, your well-being. 

♡☆Dabi who releases an even bigger load when you finish all around him, your heat closing all around him and making him light-headed and hot all over, moaning and whining so loud into your shoulder, babbling about how good your pussy treats him, how much he needs this pussy.

♡☆ You laying there in absolute bliss, head over heels for the man right next to you, until you finally notice your shoulder was a bit wet, feeling Dabi’s breathing blow against it, and as you try and pull his head up, you see the pretty, rosey pink painting his cheeks along with his tears, mixing with the little drops of blood from his skin-patches and piercings. And before you could ask what happened, what you did wrong, he uttered the most heartbreaking words you had ever heard

“ Ppl-please, please don’t leave me doll… Y-you can’t break me like that”

♡☆ Dabi who holds your pinky and looks down bashfully at your fingers intertwined, finally shooting the final blow to your heart.

“Please don’t break me like that.”

Look at me, posting 2 fics in a day, this is a first lol

also pls ignore the SHIT quality this was, it was not my best work, just word vomit, might get rid of it later idk....

[le-trash-prince]

I’m very appreciative of the fact that the majority of the OF fandom on here seems to view the characters with nuance and isn’t trying to label them as one thing or another, coz all these ppl are messy and human, and that’s honestly the fun of the show.

But then there are so many other ppl who want to slap labels on the characters. I swear this place is turning me into a Top apologist when I don’t even like him that much.

First of all, the idea that he’s only hanging around to sleep with Mew once is an assumption, and I don’t think it’s based on any real evidence. Even when Mew isn’t in earshot, Top says he wants something serious. We also have this interaction, where Top seems surprised and interested at the idea that something more than a one-night stand is even a possibility.

Second of all, what’s the current status of his and Mew’s relationship? Are they really boyfriends right now? Because last I remember in ep 2, they decided to reset their relationship to flirting. Top does refer to himself as Mew’s bf when he and Ray are having their hissy fit, but their relationship still comes across as really vague to me. Mew seems to have fun on their dates, but he hasn’t even said that he likes Top!

I don’t agree with Top believing Boston rather than talking things over with Mew—but is Top really in a position of mutual trust with Mew right now? Has their relationship been clarified? Someone please tell me if they’re even actually boyfriends!

Digging a little more into what is driving Top in the Boston car scene—I think he is likely feeling rejected by Mew. Rather than him having a double-standard of jealousy that Mew slept with someone in the past (whether or not that actually happened, we don’t know yet—but Top is acting based on the assumption that it did), I think he is reacting to the fact that Mew told Top that he has never done it before and gave that as a reason for taking things slow. And then Top finds out that Mew supposedly lied about that. THEN Boston tells Top that Mew is just playing games with him, seeing how long he will stick around—which he is pulling from Mew’s own words.

In this moment, it’s reasonable for Top to feel like he has been lied to and to feel like, if Mew has actually done it with someone else before, then he was just making that up as a excuse to not sleep with Top.

(Personally I think Mew is probably a little grey-a, since he says he wants to get to know someone first before sleeping with them—this might be a sign he needs an existing emotional attachment to get it up. But I doubt Top has spent much time around people who don’t connect to others through sex, so this is probably outside his understanding of how people work. The two of them speak very different physical languages.)

So, I don’t think Top is acting out of hypocrisy or bitterness that he couldn’t be the one to “take Mew’s virginity.” I think he’s acting out of a sense of hurt and rejection. Remember, this is the one time he’s tried to take a relationship seriously, and then he gets told that it was just a game to the other person.

Do I agree with his actions? No. He’s making a really big mistake. Do I think he has a very flawed view of the situation? Sure. But from his perspective, the situation is that someone has lied to him about why they don’t want to sleep with him, refused to commit to a relationship, and still has feelings for someone they were previously involved with.

It’s easy as the audience to say, of course Mew doesn’t have feelings for Ray—this conversation was obviously about Ray’s feelings for Sand. But Top only hears this much, and as far as Top can tell, Mew is flirting with Ray here more than he’s ever flirted with Top.

From that perspective, it’s not an unreasonable jump to sleep with someone who’s literally throwing themselves at you while you are feeling physically and emotionally rejected.

Again, I’m not defending Top’s actions, but I think it’s important to understand where a person is coming from. Too often we assume that other people will know what we know, that a character will know everything the audience knows, and that their decisions are based on the knowledge that we possess. This habit of approaching ppl with judgement rather than understanding is what leads to toxic cancel culture.

Top doesn’t need to be a “bad person doing something awful” or a “good person making a bad decision.” He can just be “a person making a mistake.”

[redactedparx]

so… guys… i was almost barricade at last night(boston)‘s show and

dear god

j everything b also there was this one bit where someone was trying to pass him a bracelet thru the crowd and their friends were pointing to them and awsten totally called them out and started teasing them like

and then they dropped it and he was like “you really want to give that to me? after it’s been on the dirty beer ground? you really think i want that?” and i just ab died

he was so mean teasing humiliating them i need him to mean dom me so bad

‘you really think you deserve my cock baby? why don’t you prove it’ i alr p much lost my voice from screaming last night it wouldn’t hurt if he fucked my throat until i couldn’t speak at all.

need him to throw me around while he degrades me

awsten please just one chance pleas

he did a lot of that kind of teasing/lightheartedly insulting some ppl in the crowd. sm had a sign that said ‘bring back felony steve’ and the writing was like thin and awsten was first like ‘what? what does that say?’ and then once the crowd shouted it to him he was like “that’s what it says? you wrote that in fucking mechanical pencil get a thick marker jesus christ” awsten pls make fun of me i’ll come in my pants

also earlier in the show sm next to me had a sign that said ‘#1 GEOFF FAN’ like printed out arial font and huge and he pointed it out and was like ‘geoff! geoff look! ugh he doesn’t pay attention he doesn’t live in the moment always on that fuckin phone’ and i shit you not geoff fucking BLUSHED kms

o also then every one started chanting that geoff was a screenager so real tbh

geoff also got like 3 different points of ppl chanting his name and otto only got one 😶 sorry otto

side note their insta otto’s so in his slut era recently/pos

there was also a point where awsten was making fun of lucas for being shy and there was sm about a bet where awsten and geoff would pay him to do sm and they kept trying to get him to do it and then lucas said ‘geoff isn’t gonna pay me he told me’ and awsten was just like “did you just call geoff a liar??!” and have everyone boo then he was like cheer if i’m a perfect angel precious baby boy who can do no wrong (or sm w that vibe everyone was screaming too loud for me to rly hear) what if i died

him being teasing like that and going back to his like ego thing the whole time he’s so hot i need him to tell me he’s better than me

at some point right after lucas went on stage to test the mic ect before parx came on i think sm behind me was like ‘is it just me or is one of the security guys rly hot’ and i just turned around and went ‘you mean lucas??!!’ i don’t think they were talking about him b that was so funny to me and lucas is soooo hot

someone got a shirt thrown on stage for awsten that said ‘I FUCK FISH’ and he was like “you guys really want me to wear this?! on top of everything??!”(overalls and long sleeve t) and yes he did wear it p much the whole show(GOD he must have been so sweaty after) and then at one point he went onto the drum riser and was like “otto would you rather fuck a swordfish or a flounder?” then pointed the mic at him and otto j giggled and said “i’d rather play fuck about it!” and idk why but that was just so hot to me

o also during loveless’s set julian got rid of a coat(?) or am and threw it side stage and i saw sm catch it and julian was like “thank you so much love you for that” and i SWEAR TO GOD it was otto like it so looked like him i was far away and he was in the dark so i couldn’t 100% see him b i SWEAR i SWEAR it was otto

i don’t have any specific geoff moments i can talk about i think but he was just unfairly gorgeous handsome pretty the whole time i lost my mind.

geoff is the hottest to me b GODDAMN awstens fuckin demeanor Fucked Me Up i can’t stop thinking about it now

-spiral

<3

[aventurinemylove]

Those eyes

2. I need a break

Scaramouche x reader

Genre: Modern au, collage au, slowburn, fluff, angst(?),crack

Sideships: heizou x kazuha, Hu tao x lumine, aether x Xiao, albedo x venti, ei x yae

A/n -I’m sorry if it's bad I refuse to proofread 😭...

You sighed as you put your phone down, right as you were going to get into the shower, you hear your phone ring and see it was a text from Ganyu who was asking you if you can take over a table, “great” you say as you sigh slightly disappointed you thought you can catch a break from all the overload but honestly you were one of Ganyus more trusted so you don't blame her.

After responding to Ganyu you showered, did your hair, and even had a snack before you heard Aether at your door frantically pushing your doorbell over and over again. You got up from your chair and opened a door to a nervous aether which had you puzzled, “Why would aether be nervous?” or “Did something happen?” ran through your mind the whole time. Aether looked at you and sighed before he spoke “I heard today we need more people than we normally would and most of us will take more tables than normal” You sighed as you turned to close your door and said “Ganyu told me I'm going to be taking care of a very important table today, so she needed her most trusted” Aether looked at you as he expression turned from a frown to a smile “she told me that too, I guess we both are going to be working our asses off” he said as he let out a giggle which also made u smile.

As you and Aether arrived at work you saw Ganyu in front of the building as if she was waiting for someone?! This had you and Aether very confused so you both decided to check up on her before you clocked in for work, “hey ganyu what's up why are you out here?” Aether spoke which ended up startling the young girl, she let out a sigh of relief once she saw you and Aether walking up to her. “Aether, [Name] I'm glad you're both here so earlier than expected,” she said as she smiled which had you smile back at the girl before you said “Today looks like it's going to be busy”, Ganyu looked at you a chuckles nervously “Yeah it is, today we have more vip users than usual which is already a shock but we didn't expect them to be here all at once so I had to call in more ppl to work in overtime,” she says as she sighs. You and Aether both looked at Ganyu and smiled “Well Ganyu I hope me and Aether will be of very good use to you today” you chuckled, Ganyu smiled at you both “I'm glad to have you guys, well enough chit chat it’s time for you guys to clock in”, you and Aether look at the time and realize you both were out here talking to Ganyu for about 20 minutes already which had you guys already running and saying your goodbye as you ran inside the cafe.

During your shift you felt weird, you had a strange feeling that you couldn’t get out of your chest it was something telling you “Today is going to be life-changing [name]” but you paid no mind to it, and kept serving your customers. That was until Ganyu came up to you and said “[name] it's time to serve the table, don't worry they seem like sweet guys” she said as she smiled, you look at her returning the smile before heading to the VIP section of the cafe. This couldn't be so bad right...you say to yourself trying to calm down your nerves, almost all the tables in the VIP section were celebrities or rich people which took a toll on you. As you headed to the table you see similar hair colors, and that's when it hit you it was your friends from beyond the paradise honestly you couldn't be happier to assist them with their lunch.

As you went up to the table you gave them their menus but you noticed one boy you didn't recognize... until you realized it was the new member Kazuha and Heizou were talking about so you made it your mission to introduce yourself to him. You gave him his menu last and you asked them “What can I get you today” You say with a smile almost all of them responded but him...he seemed tired and out of it until you spoke up “Uhm and you sir what can I get you?!” that was when he snapped out of it and looked at you, for a minute you and he held eye contact until he spoke his order “alright then I'll be back soon” you say as you walked off smiling to yourself, you couldn't get his eyes out of your head they were a nice shade of purple and he looked like a porcelain doll, his beauty was honestly outstanding to you...

Today was a pretty stressful day but time went by quickly before you knew it you were home, the moment replaying over and over again his eyes were so mesmerizing that you thought to yourself “Can this be love at first sight” You giggled to yourself at the silly thought and before you knew it you were already texting the gc about it...

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Masterlist

[navysealt4t]

blue blue blue, tell me all about your show i wanna hear it all!!! (obviously if you don't want to you don't have to but ya know... <3)

YESSSSSS ID LOVE TO :))))

god the whole show was so much fucking fun :) i’ve complained quite a bit about my munchkin coroner costume because that skirt PERSONALLY hated me, but once i got a tighter clip on the waste it works great :) it’s so much fun to twirl in in poofs out like 4 times my width it’s amazing.

the show was just so so much fun. in the poppies scene (where the wicked witch curses the poppies and dorothy falls asleep but then glinda comes and saves everyone) goddddd i love the poppies scene it looks amazing… the poppies has these HUGE red paper flowers that looked amazing and they were attracted to our hands. the poison were dancers and had big clothes they threw over dorothy and lion and tin man. the snowflakes!!! we’re in lil white leotards and tutus and had buckets of white glitter they threw as snow!!! and all the snowmen had white tuxedos ! that song is the closing of act 1 and almost everyone is one stage it is the best i swear!!!!! i’m a poppy and i had so much fun :)

one day one of the snowflakes was too sick to come and I COULD HAVE BEEN A SNOWFLAKE I WOULD HAVE ABSOLUTELY FUCKING LOVED IT SOOOS O MUCH :( but my friend who is the other snowflake didn’t ask me </3

OH MY GOD!!!! in the dressing room girls always played music to hype us up and just to make noise lol! and and one day they played anastasia the musical…. that was the show they did last year and it was what convinced me to go to this school :) the entire dressing room was singing along and bc i listened to the album for like 3 months on repeat after watching the show i knew all the lyrics!!! it was fun :)

ALSO OHG MY GDO. so. closing night. everyone was sobbing right. lots of tears and hugs and being nice :( i hugged so many ppl last night even ppl i never talked to. and fucking!!! the senior who plays scarecrow came up to me! and and he’s rlly cool he’s so fucking cool and he was saying he loved my solo soo much and that during the rehearsals he would also dance along with me on the sidelines ! and when he was doing his change in the dressing room he’d be like “yes sing it blue!” AND FUXKING. bro told me i have an amazing voice and to keep doing theatre and singing and i just :(((((( aAAHAGSGGHGHH. yknow. when i get a genuine compliment about something i rlly care about…. i go insane.

sorry i’m kinda mentally i’ll i cried so much last night and today :( i’m gonna cry so much through out the week it’s gonna be so weird going home and not going to the theater on wednesday….

ALSO. god i have so many stories. a senior and sophomore (who plays toto!!) drove me home after a show when my dad couldn’t and we all sand theater songs together and :) i got home at midnight but it was so so much fun :) i got to duet with the senior on ‘seventeen’ from heathers bc she always sings tenor and male parts it was so much fucking fun :)

sorry lmao i’m going crazy if u wanna hear more i have sooo much lmao

[charmedreincarnation]

honestly i’d like to say something. ppl may get mad but so be it. that unique blog always gave me terrible vibes. the way she spoke set off alarms. and tbh, this is exactly what another blog tried to talk about the other week, but the blogs shooed her away. that’s the problem. can anons be hell? of course but can we please stop sliding over blogs now. all the anons and blogs seem to have this issue. only like 3 blogs are truly trustworthy. at some point we have to ask ourselves, if someone is living their dream life, how do they have time for this? the drama? the constant “now im taking a break” or “im logging off” but getting back on the next day or a second later. the constant jumping on others because they disagree. i see blogs being sad about what they have been called, but those blogs were involved with bullying and calling that other blog who simply questioned the community. her name was justsleepx or something. remember how she got called a cunt and other names by some popular bloggers? remember how the blogs spiraled? (that situation showed you guys who to trust btw but y’all aren’t hearing me. nobody ever does until they finally blow tf up in your face, like unique did :) remember how unique chimed in the justsleeping situation??? i’ve been here time and time again when i know a blogger is problematic and i am always right. unique is not the only blogger who is problematic and not living the way they claim. these bloggers show it themselves but some of you are so damn lost. you guys couldn’t even notice how much of a problem unique was and people were ready to believe the bs excuse, apology, or whatever she delivered. blogs and anons are so out of touch with common sense. idk why. 😭 so yea, we see unique is not who she says she is. isn’t she one blogger that everyone worshipped? so what will it take for you guys (speaking in general) to stop placing your trust and everything in these bloggers? will they all have be exposed or will everyone finally gain some sense. LMAO and we have to be real here, there are some more questionable blogs but i’m not here to expose. i hope everyone pulls it together but is this community even a safe space?? i mean really. i even made my own blog then deleted this week bc it’s like, tf will this do for me besides make my life worse? 💀 beware of the blogs being in drama constantly. beware of the blogs who are up here all the damn time. beware of the blogs period because we do not know these people. you take what may resonate and you fucking go. how many more “scandals” do we need for bloggers and anons to stop being dumb like this? people love tough love. well here’s some real shit for you. any one of these blogs could be just as full of shit as unique, the important thing is yourself. it’s too many blogs and anons spiraling. it’s too much bs. i just want this to be everyones final push, stop just believing these blogs. they are random strangers. sure success stories can be motivating but man, you can need your own story. you’ll get there. some light and truth is needed in this community and you’ll never get it with blogs hiding their hands as if they are just right and should be believed. you’ll never get it with anons fueling shit or not having proper manners (blogs too). i’m still seeing bloggers complain and anons but y’all are the ones who contribute to bs. let’s be real FINALLY 👁️👄👁️ you are the only blogger i see calling unique out properly. the rest are just lacking some sense LMAO. let today be the fucking change. get y’alls shit together. no way anyone is living their dream life but up here acting stupid and have time for drama every chance they get. i’ll leave on that note. hopefully i can get my loser ass out of this community once and for all. i’d like to recommend some blogs but i don’t want problematic ass anons or bloggers getting near them. i have to gatekeep 😔 just find your way and let the drama drop dead. don’t let what i say anger you, please let it just influence us to be better. #happymanifesting

Happy manifesting ! And literally everything you said was facts to the max. Regardless of everything you have access to your desired life no matter how many people lie or ruin this community. It has nothing to do with your journey and desires and no matter what happens or “who” just remember you’re god and keep going on. No god is phased by any short comings in the community and you already have the power by yourself alone to have everything you want in this world and “others” for my shifters 💓

[caz-is-gay]

so. currently actually sobbing bc i made the horrible decision to look through techno’s channel. i saw the gravity mod vid he posted after the announcement that he had cancer. i remember being so happy. sbi content! god. i still haven’t watched the video. yknow the one. a year ago i tried to watch squids video on part of the potato war. i didnt get 3 mins in b4 i heard his voice (he was celebrating!! he was happy!) and started crying. maybe in a decade ill be able to watch it and smile. and ill be able to watch the new one, and old ones and laugh like i used to. i looked through the community posts. he really loved birds, didnt he? i feel so bad for his dad.

june 2022. worst month of my life i think. everything happened at once. on june 1st lizzy was over. i was so desperately in love with her. still in denial about the inevitable friend zone. we went to zydecos grad party! she left halfway through to call her ex. they got back together. the facade was broken. obviously she didn’t like me back and anything romantic with her is a pipe dream. (i mean who would ever love to be attracted to an ugly fat pig like me?) so lizzy is over. im trying to ignore the heartbreak. then i hear the news. techno died. my sister hears it from a friend and tells me. the ppl we have over dont get it. they dont get why it hits me so hard, and god i dont want to explain it. so i pretend im fine. keep hosting, keep being nice. every second is agony! i cry myself to sleep. that had stopped a few months ago. i wasnt suicidal anymore but god. 2 weeks later im starting to back to *normal* levels of summer break depression. my dad finds out. he loved techno. im gone again. my mom fonds out, she doesn’t know who he is., doesn’t know the other 3 ppl at the table have already been grieving. shes lost so many to cancer. “did you hear about that minecraft youtuber who died of cancer? he was only 23, its so sad” i didnt know what to say. “yes i watched him everyday for 4 years his videos were the only thing that could get me to sleep when i started having suicidal thoughts if not for him i wouldn’t be here and now he dead.” yeah.

i still didn’t get over lizzy for months. fantasizing about a life with her was my escape. it was unrealistic and i couldn’t think about her like that anymore. then my dad brought covid home from work. june 23rd, my mom almost dies. thats the worst day of my life. it was mcc day. i was watching it on my tv, because my dad went to see his parents and mom was sick. she had been in bed for days. she got sick a lot. she had bronchitis for 10 years at this point. i was taking care of her. she was obviously delirious. asking me to pour water on her because she was so hot. i didnt know what to do. i waited for so long. i couldn’t deal with this right now i needed to de stress not have more. it got too much, i called my dad and he said she must have high blood sugar. fuck. i looked at her insulin log, nothing written for 2 days. fuck fuck fuck. he told me, if she cant draw her own blood for a reading, call 911. so we did. she could have died. if i waited any longer she could have passed out and stopped breathing. she went to the hospital. medically induced coma, intubated. she had told us many times shed rather die than be on a ventilator. none of us mentioned it. she was in a coma for 2 weeks. woke up, had to be in vent for longer. she was finally extubated. she couldn’t talk but she managed to be sarcastic still. i had to hold back tears. best day of my life.

that month changed the course of my life forever. my disability was most likely caused by the mild covid infection i got b4 my mom got sick. my mom doesn’t have a fungal lung infection anymore. my parents are sleeping in the same room again, and going to therapy. my mom has a cgm and a cpap and is on top of her health.

i cant stand the sounds of artificial breathing after sitting next to her for so long. im more afraid of my future than ever. im still getting over my best friend (fuck being demiromantic man) and i am still crying over technoblade.

[payservewomen]

….I look up to see her stroll over to my backpack…She began screaming at me….throwing each item from my bag at me. This might’ve been the most humiliating moment(shockingly)because i had a chastity cage, wartenburg wheel, a hollow butt plug, and ofc a collar/leash which she’d actually told me to bring, she’d said “I’m going dancing tonight, so bring the leash”

Couldn’t for the life of me figure out how/why those 2 things were connected?🤷‍♂️

All i can come up with is- Dancing means she’d be drinking? Therefore, would enjoy being more aggressive? But saying that to me, maybe she was thinking that I’d get extra excited, and hopeful that she’d have me wear it for whatever reason…my thought was of myself wearing it, and taking slap after slap from her, as she used the leash to pull me closer….but nope! When everything else was laying out all over the sidewalk for everyone to see, she took out the leash/collar and began beating tf outta me…as i bent over, at first on my knees, then falling over tryna shield myself from the beating….at first it was just my back and body, but as she yelled at me, she condemned my poor decisions…ofc those being spending HER money on useless shit. Useless because- Nobody wants to use kinky sex toys with a loser like me….”Wtf you think, huh? U think I would ever wanna use this shit with YOU?! You gon’ learn bitch, you don’t spend MY motherfuckin money on bullshit! Stupid ass ugly fuck!”

Something like this is what she said…I was genuinely shocked at how brutal she was being!

Evidently, she’s paid attention to, and read many things i’ve commented on, on twitter….part of me wants to believe there’s some mutual respect or something there, but tbh, that’s silly n stupid af!

I couldn’t believe it, she held onto the collar part, and swung, hitting me with the leather handle of the leash, while also getting hit by part of the chain….she screamed n berated me sooo loudly, by this point, i could faintly hear ppl laughing and talking from the shadows…..I tried looking around a little, even glancing at her friend who was sure to keep her distance but was watching the show intently….then, Goddess adjusted her grip, holding onto the collar and leash handle….leaving only the metal chain to beat me with…..she swung n swung, hitting my back, sides…everywhere….Think then, she asked me something a few times, making me look up at her, and when i did, I took painful shots to back of my head, but also the chain wrapped around my head, whipping my face and neck.

I still remember feeling the chain land on the side of my head perfectly as it wrapped around my face causing extreme pain.

I was somewhat in a state of shock….I’ve never in my life been beaten up…once many years ago, I was punched in side of my head hard enough to throw my body to the ground….That’s literally IT!

This was by far by far the most/worst beating I’ve ever received in my entire life.

Shorts down around my ankles, lying on my side, like if ur on ur knees and knocked over, but hunched down, cuz of tryna avoid the chain beating…..She stepped on my head at first, pushing my face into the concrete, yelling at me to lick it, i ofc did, and she stomped my head a few times…once bouncing it off the concrete….she backed up, looking at me…..said “fuck i should make ur bitch ass walk home like this” looking over at her friend while laughing…yeh know what? Take em off bitch! I was still in a state of confusion and haze after going through such violence…at this point, there was no horny feeling, nothing erotic at all…at this point, it was more shock than anything, and I obeyed without even thinking, but as I began to take them off, I did realize “oh fuck, my phone!” As i slid my shorts over my shoes, I slid my phone and vape out, leaving them on the ground, just hoping she wouldn’t demand i hand that over too! She took my shorts, holding them up, then going back to my bag, she took out an extra shirt and shorts i’d brought(with this exact scenario in mind) “Oh so you brought extra clothes, huh? What, ur dumbass thinking I’d just not notice?! Huh?! stupid fuck” And she took it all with her…

Oh and I neglected to mention…just before dumping out all the sex toys, causing me to be red faced beyond belief, she took out everything one by one, asking “is this for me?” Something about how she did that…me lying there, completely emasculated, then asking if each item was indeed for her….Wonder what would’ve happened if i’d have said no to any of it, lol can you imagine??

Here I sit, on a monday, at 1pm, remembering this beyond sexy, gorgeous Goddess(Seriously, my god, she had a tiny top on, but her skirt?!😲 Hugging her curvy hips like nothing i’ve ever seen)who beat my ass on saturday evening…yesterday, I did nothing, just laid around in bed all day….I suppose tryna repair my broken ego…..And STILL haven’t jerked off!

For many reasons really….

[yumjunniie]

crush | lee jeno

☆ warnings; bullying (light), making out, boob play, hand job, loss of virginity ( m & f), fingering, masturbation (m). reader is on birth control (still wrap it b4 u tap it ppl) ☆ genre; fluff & smut.

☆ word count; 1k

☆ summary; you noticed lee jeno always getting bullied on how he rather study than party. people called him a nerd or told him he gets no bitches, even your friends decided to poke fun at him, but you didn’t think it was fair. one morning as he was getting picked on, you helped him but it led to him being your “bf”. yes, you found him attractive, intelligent, and cute. maybe a tiny crush on him. so you talked to him, got to know him, and fell deeper.

waking up was the same as everyday, cool weather, dim sun lighting, birds chirping, smell of freshly made coffee and breakfast. you loved mornings like this. you got up to get ready for school and went downstairs for breakfast. “hey mom” you greeted. “hi my love, don’t forget to take jisung to dance practice after school today” your mother reminded you. “yes ma’am” you giggled. “PARK JISUNG HURRY YOUR ASS!” you yelled. “hey watch your mouth” your mom warned. “I’M COMING LOSER.” you rolled your eyes as you poured your coffee.

“alright i got my things let’s go” jisung hurriedly rushed out the door. “bye mom” you said as you kissed her goodbye. “bye kids, love you!” “love you too” you and jisung yelled in unison. you pulled up into the school parking lot and parked your car. locking it you hear trouble already. you look over to see what’s happening and it’s not good. “hey isn’t that your friend lee jeno” “yeah, i can’t believe this is happening again,” he exhaled. “get up loser, ready some lame book to tingle your dick” bully 1 laughed. “it’s just my chemistry h-homework, ” he stuttered. “stop being a nerd and get your dick wet for once” bully 2 said as he pushed him onto the ground. you walked up next to your friends. “i can’t believe this is happening at 8 am,” you sighed. “i know it’s fucking funny” your friend giggled. you furrowed your eyebrows. “not it’s not” you responded angrily. “what are you his girlfriend? why are you defending that loser?” she said. “someone has a crush.” your other friend said.

“so what if i did, you guys are nothing but assholes who have nothing else better to do but ruin someone’s life” you shout. “come on, get up, fight back,” he said as he pushed him once more. “how about you go fuck off” you got in his face as he backed away. you turned back around to go help jeno up and gave him his chemistry book back. “wow, would you look at that! lee jeno found himself a gf” bully 1 shouts. “s-she’s n-not” he stuttered. “yeah i am his gf and what about it?” you looked around and questioned. jisung couldn’t believe what he heard neither did jeno. honestly you couldn’t believe what you were saying. “come on jeno, let’s go to the lunch room.” you grabbed his sleeve and left. everyone is literally shocked.

“y-your not gonna like take me to your house and give me a super fuck boy makeup look to distract people for who i really am right?” jeno said. “no you’re cute just the way you are” you replied. ‘oh shit i just called him cute’ ‘she just called me cute’ you both stood quiet, ears burning red. “look i’d like to be your friend, my name is park y/n” you said as you reached your hand out. “j-jeno” he stuttered as he shook your hand.

the past couple of months with jeno has been really fun but the tension is seriously getting to you. the hugs he gives you when he’s greeting you, the quality fun who guys have when you guys study, playing video games, even when he sleeps over just to be with jisung, the air gets hot. you noticed little things about jeno that makes your throat dry and your skin burn up. when he focuses on his homework, he’ll lick the corner of his lip or when he’s winning a game his hands are fast and veiny on the controller, or the way he man spreads when he eats popcorn while watching a movie. you couldn’t believe yourself for getting turned on over normal things. you thought about it every night.

your mom was going out on a date tonight so she invited jeno to hang out with us. the doorbell finally rang, you ran to the door. “h-hey jeno” you stuttered. ‘dude did u just stutter’ “hey y/n” he came in closer to you to give you a hug. he pulled away as he saw sungie coming down the stairs. he looked so hot. in that black tee, and grey sweats. and those glasses. you literally felt your pussy throb. “hey y/n can you bring us some snacks in the kitchen” sungie yelled. “y-yeah coming” you quickly went into the kitchen to get the snacks and drinks. “here you go jeno” you leaned down to give him his coke. he gulped as he got a closer look into your shirt, showing your cleavage. it was getting later into the night, jisung felt tired so he and jeno went into his room as you went to yours. “goodnight” you heard jeno through the wall. “night” you replied, it fell quiet it after that.

you woke up to go use the bathroom, you checked the clock. “2 am” you groaned. you slowly walked into the bathroom and opened the door. “oh my god” you shouted quietly. jeno quickly put his sweats back on. “i-i’m so sorry jeno” you apologized. “i-it’s ok.” you ran back into your room. ‘that was kinda hot’ you thought. a few minutes go by, you couldn’t sleep. “i-i’m sorry you saw that” you heard jeno apologize through the wall. “i-it’s ok, i liked what i saw” you confessed. “r-really” he stuttered. you couldn’t help yourself but to feel so horny. rubbing your clit through your shorts just wasn’t enough. “yes, w-would you like to come into my room?” you were waiting for a response but the answer was already opening your door. you turned your lamp on and sat up. patting your bed to let jeno know he can sit.

“you said you liked what you saw, do you wanna know why i was in the bathroom touching myself” jeno spoke up. “why?” “you looked so hot in your pjs and your tits look amazing in that shirt” he confessed. you took your hand and put it onto jenos neck pulling him closer to your face, looking into his eyes, and slowly kissing his soft lips. falling onto your bed, having him on top of you, brining your hand up and down his abdomen. pulling his hair slightly as he moves his lips to your neck, lightly sucking. soft whimpers escaping your lips, he stops as you lift your upper body forward to take your shirt off. “are you sure you wanna do this?” jeno asked. “yes, do you wanna do this?” you asked back. “more than anything” he smiled back at you, kissing your lips once more.

you take your bra off as he stares in awe. “don’t stare.” “s-sorry, you’re just so beautiful” he gulped. you smiled taking his neck again and pulling him into a kiss, you take your hand into his and lead his hand to your right breast. massaging his hand and playing with your sensitive nipple, causing you to moan a little too loud. he puts his hand over your mouth. “jisung is in the next room.” he shushes you as you nodded. you start kissing him some more, taking his shirt off, tugging his sweats to let him know that he can take it off. pulling away he takes off his grey sweats and throws them somewhere in the room. you take off your shorts and kick them somewhere else. jenos mouth latches to your nipples, sucking onto the sensitive bud, making you gasp for air. he takes his hand into your panties, slowly putting in one finger, and fucking you gently until you’re ready for another. jeno loves hearing the sweet sounds you make for him. his cock is so rock hard from how good you look under him, taking his fingers so well. “i’m gonna cum” “let go pretty girl.”

the nickname making you shake slightly on his fingers. you take a moment to breathe before you take both of your hands onto jenos boxers. releasing the biggest girth dick you’ve ever seen, you couldn’t believe your eyes. “h-hey don’t stare” he stuttered. “sorry but you’re huge” you physically gasped. he blushed harder as you took some of his precum into your hand to give him a long stroke down his dick and back up. ‘wow reading all that smut really paid off’ you thought. his groans and slight moans were so hot, you thought you were gonna cum again. “fuck” he heavily breathed out. “i-if you keep going i’m gonna cum” he warned. you ignored him because you were simply fascinated with how easily you’re affecting him. he took his hands to shoulder, laying you down. “i wanna be inside you before i cum” he growled out. you nodded “please” you begged simply. he kissed you lips once more as you took his cock into your hands and rubbed the tip of his cock onto your pussy before slowly entering.

he slowly puts more in. “are you ok?” you nodded “you can move now” he slowly fucks into you just to be sure. once he hears your moans getting louder he knows it feels good for you too. he kisses you again, looking into your eyes as he thrusts harder. “feels so good” “yeah do you love it” “yes i love it, i-i love you” you moan out. “i love you too” he whimpered. “ s-so close” “cum for me pretty girl.” you came undone as he pulled out of you and came on your stomach. “will you be my girlfriend” jeno asks quickly. “yes ofc i would” you answered pulling him into another kiss. “YOU GUYS R FUCKING GROSS” jisung yelled from the other room. “SORRY” you guys yelled back before cracking up.

a/n: and you n jeno lived happily ever after while jisung was traumatized 4 life :)) LMFAOOOO i hoped you guys enjoyed. i’m clearly still on my jeno things <3 this is lowkey wack 😭- em🪬

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[starseungs]

➳ when you fall. bc

pairing: bang chan x gn!reader

When you fall in love, there are things they never tell you until you experience it yourself.

genre/s: angst, a pinch of fluff maybe, boyfriend!chan

warning/s: break ups, not much more other than pain

wc: 1.2k

note: here's a short angst i whipped up impulsively;; theres an optional bonus fic for this at the end too for ppl who don't like sad endings // also i was thinking of winter falls while writing this... istg that song is so pretty but so sad

2022 ⓒ starseungs on tumblr. do not steal, repost, or edit.

When you fall in love, they say it’s the sweetest taste you will ever experience in your life. That love was the most beautiful symphony anyone could ever hear. Something that you will dearly miss once it’s gone. A feeling that will constantly follow you until you desperately crave it again.

And from your experience, they weren’t entirely wrong. 

When you fell in love, it did feel like the heavens had blessed you as their favorite child. The sensation was so strong, you were left wondering how such a powerful thing could exist. Its influence invaded your mind like poison, and you soon shocked yourself at how you started to look forward to such simple and mundane things in life that you never put too much focus on before.

Moments like when you realize that the heat of the sun that kisses your skin doesn’t burn as much as you used to think it did. Or when you found yourself feeling energized enough to wake up in the morning for the first time since leaving your childhood days behind. All of which were results from dating your current boyfriend.

And for that, you believed that being with Chan was a gift.

He was endearing and attentive, constantly caring for you whenever he could. Your relationship was viewed by other people at your shared university as one of the best. The couple that everyone loved and rooted for. And you agreed with them. 

Chan was everything you ever wanted in a partner, the man of your dreams. He made you feel the way you were told love felt, and so you knew you did love him. After all, falling in love with him was something he made too easy—so you decide to let yourself completely dive in.

But when you fall in love, there are also things they don’t tell you.

They never seem to say that it’s the best of both worlds. That in happiness, there will be pain. It was then that you discovered love was also a sacrifice—not only a blessing you could just get without giving back. It was a journey you had to take on your own, and yet even with that discovery, you still managed to find out about one more thing: 

Falling in love isn’t the only way to fall.

"It's not your fault. I’m so sorry Y/N... I hope you understand," were the words that echoed throughout your room, shattering your glassy heart that you had left under his once tender care.

Yet, there was nothing you could do. 

It was normal to go through breakups at your age. Sometimes you love too hard and then fall out. You couldn’t blame Chan for being honest with his feelings—however, you never saw this event coming any time soon in your relationship. 

The two of you were fine yesterday, so what changed so suddenly?

Through shaky breaths, you managed to force out a response, "Thank you for telling me Chan... I—I, uh, appreciate it." You knew he could hear your muffled truth even through the phone, but he chose not to comment on it.

"I didn't want to hurt you if I kept going with it. It's better this way," Chan explains apologetically through the other line.

"Yeah..." 

In a desperate attempt to keep yourself grounded in reality, you squeezed your eyes shut and gripped the metal railing of your balcony. Breaking up over a phone call was not how you expected things to end between you and Chan, but fate seems to have other plans.

There were rustling noises from his side, indicating that Chan was probably on his bed. "Well... do you want to talk more about it?" He asks out of consideration for you.

Unfortunately for him, you wanted to be out of this conversation as soon as possible. The pieces of broken shards you once called your heart were starting to crumble quickly into dust. You didn’t know how much longer you could hold on until you started breaking down, showcasing your sorrows to the man who broke your heart completely for free. "Not really... I get it, Chan. Don't worry." 

Lies. You wanted to scream out the agonizing pressure that was trapped inside you, but the silent ambience of the night kept it sealed.

"There will be another one, I promise. Someone better for you," he tries to converse—but at that point, you were no longer feeling control over your voice.

"Sure." 

He sighs. "You okay? No hard feelings, right? We could stay as friends." 

Friends? In theory, it could still work—and maybe it will. But for the current moment, you want nothing to do with him. Still, though, you figured you could at least end it with the same decency he’s trying to portray. It was better to have a friend than another enemy.

"Yeah, I'd like that, Chan." There was a short silence that came after that. 

For a split second, you felt utterly alone. It was then that you finally realized how empty the streets surrounding your house were; the only remnants of human occupation being some of your neighbors’ room lights that were still open. And even then, you still felt lonely. You were surprised the sky didn’t decide to rain out of nowhere and hide your tears like it did in dramas.

More faint noises came out of the speakers of your phone before Chan spoke once again. ".... Should we call it a night?" He suggests, snapping you out of your spiraling mind. 

Is this goodbye? For now? What would happen next? You two still went to the same university, and you would be seeing each other around campus once your short break was done. But you guess this really is the end for the two of you now, so you better make the most out of it.

"Chan," you call out hesitantly, nervous about the favor you want to ask. Perhaps the sudden news was still not quite sinking in with you yet, and that’s why you were desperately trying to cling on to any more chances you had to be his.

"... Yeah?" 

You took a big breath for support. "Can—can I say it? Just one last time?" 

Chan paused, and you could hear him take a sharp intake of breath, seemingly taken aback by your request. He takes his time to think about it, which worries you that you may have overstepped a boundary. But, to your surprise, he responded back shortly. "... Sure." 

This is it—your final chance.

"Chan... I love you," you say for the very last time. Chan chuckles softly from the other side, acknowledging your feelings.

"Thank you, Y/N. Sleep tight." 

The line cuts off a few seconds after he utters his last words to you. Looking up at the starry sky, you finally let the tears fall without stopping, silently sobbing until the pain fades to a stinging ache.

When you fall in love, there are things they never tell you until you experience it yourself. These are lessons that you have to learn on your own and help grow your sprouts into beautiful budding flowers. You knew you had so much more to learn, but at least, now you knew that one of the things they never tell you is that there are two ways to fall.

Because if you could fall in love, then you could also fall out of love.

➳ bonus !

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[soulwillower]

semi-charming •  bill denbrough

(bill denbrough x reader smut)

requested:  Do you have any bill denbrough x reader’s that you have finished that can be posted? I really love your work I re read it like everyday lol :)    +      AKANSHAKAKMA U SHOULD POST THE BILL DENBROUGH HATE SMUT AHHHH     +     don’t be shy post the b.d hate smut 😀🔫🥰🌝

i haven’t posted a fic in well over several months but i hope u guys like it :) im here and around still so send me something if u wanna chat <3 i also have re opened my requests lkajsdlkaj

also - i gained a lot of new followers while i was gone and im sure some ppl want to be removed from my taglist SO: i am gonna start a new taglist!!! pls send me a message and let me know if you want to be on it bc after this post im starting fresh  !!!!!!!!!

warnings: drinking, mentions of weed, dorm living, almost-strangers hooking up, smut, choking (light), light spitting, a tiny bit of dirty talk, switch!bill, its kinda fluffy smut tbh, enemies-to-lovers but its so lowkey, kinda cute guys, neighbor-ish au, 

(losers + reader are 19+.)

4.1k words

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the first time it happened, you wrote it off as unintentional. 

it's happened to everyone: you're joking around with your roommate, or reaching over to grab your laptop, and you fall off your bed to the floor. you knock over your lamp or someone knocks over the handle that was sitting half-empty on the mini-fridge. the tile on the ground of the dorm rooms are hard and cold and don't do much to quiet the noise of anything, so you get that. 

but whatever the hell was going on in the room above you was not that. it was three in the morning, and your head was spinning in that sickening way that only happens when you take too many drinks in a short time and find your way to bed for a few hours before being startled awake. 

a loud thump made you jump in your bed, heart racing as you woke in surprise. 

it was around twenty more loud thuds from your ceiling (in a span of barely two minutes) that you gathered the energy to slide out of your bed, sliding on your dorm slides and throwing on a shirt to cover your near naked body before storming into the hallway to climb the most challenging single story of stairs in your life, right to your upstairs neighbors' door. 

your hand was banging on the door for a mere five seconds before the door swung open and a terribly confusing sight fell onto your eyes. 

three boys who you've only ever seen in passing before in your dorm, all shirtless and heaving breaths. the one who answered the door, possibly bill or mike (judging by the stupid name tags on their door), has bright eyes and dark auburn hair that reflects in the dim light of the hall, backlit by the neon purple from inside the room. his sweaty bare abdomen made your eyes twitch as you glared at him, suddenly more irritated because he's kind of really hot and stupid and annoying, and you needed to sleep.

"hi.” he said casually, and you could tell he wasn’t entirely sober, either. 

“so what is your fucking problem?" you said in lieu of a greeting, half-asleep and pissed beyond belief (also still drunk). the boy who answered the door raised his brows, head turning with a brow raised, as if to ask his buddies 'are they for real?' before turning back with a large, cocky smile, "pardon you? we already turned down the music." 

you blinked, knowing you must have seemed so rude and looked insane but it was a weeknight and you had class in the morning, "wh- what, no- i'm not here about music. it's like three, you're slamming on the floor and i can hear it like i'm in a fucking tornado in my room below you so you need to knock it off." 

then the other boy, further back with foggy glasses, started laughing. the other one laughed too, rubbing his neck sheepishly, still breathing heavy. "what the hell are you guys even doing in there?" you added, running a hand through your hair in exasperation. 

"they were trying to bench press me. but then bill decided to start doing squat jumps onto his bed." the boy with glasses explained as he rubbed his chest, still concealed by the darkness of the room, illuminated only by the stupid LED neon lights that every single person in the dorms had lining their rooms. that explained the thudding. 

"why." you'd deadpanned. you were too tired for this, but you'd wanted them to understand that it was keeping people up. "richie got us kicked out of Pike for stealing their doorknobs and pledge class photos." the third boy says, elbowing the boy, richie. "we felt like working out, but then richie said we couldnt press him, so..." he trails off at the look you give. 

"you want my workout routine or something?" richie asks you. you sharply inhale and bill smiles, "well, if that's all, we'll be going. i've got one more rep to get in." 

your eyes widened, jaw dropping at his words. he'd laughed, then, and your eyes couldn't stop as you stared at his sculpted abs flex in the light. god damn it. 

"chill out, neighbor. sorry to wake you from your beauty sleep." he said as he noticed your look, and you wanted to fucking hit him. 

you rolled your eyes, picking up on his facetious tone. "whatever. just knock it off. thanks," you'd griped, sarcastically smiling at them before trudging away towards the stairwell. and you'd caught it when bill muttered, "is now a bad time to assemble my ikea desk with my drill?" 

you'd run into bill once again a few days after when you'd gone to use the bathroom on the floor above you where your friend lived, washing out the bowl you'd used for lunch. a 'shh!' had made your brows furrow as you'd walked in, not paying attention as you'd heard a shower stop and a girl laugh from the other side of the bathrooms. 

but a deep voice grunting 'ow, fuck' made you freeze and then feel hot, wondering what kind of luck you have to be in the bathroom when some people were hooking up in the shower. but you're reminded that you had the worst luck when you go to leave the bathroom and two figures round the corner, hair soaking wet and hoods pulled over their heads. making eye contact with him, he must've seen how flustered and irritated you were, because he cracked a grin, "good to see you again, neighbor. you sleeping well these days?" 

that was only a few days ago. you'd seen him in passing at a party at one of the frats, but had avoided any interaction with him after you saw him and his friend with the glasses snickering to themselves after sneaking looks to you. god, you didn't want to face them again - they were so mocking, so cocky.... so rude, and they made you feel like you were being insane just for wanting to have peaceful sleep. bill was not your favorite person. 

but as bad as the first two experiences were, the third time you had the misfortune of interacting with bill, it was the worst. 

your roommate was out for the weekend, and you'd found yourself stuck with your leg and ankle pinned between your heavy file cabinet under your bed and your bedframe, unable to scoot it over on your own to free your leg. 

you were planning on relaxing tonight, after being stood up from a booty call hook up. you’re mad, frustrated, horny, and close to tears now that you’ve gotten yourself stuck pinned to your bed.

it’s nearly one in the morning, and nobody’s in the hall. 

but then, bill walked past your open door as you struggled, and desperately you called, "hey!" 

his double-take into your room, his head poking in, would have been charming if the face was anybody but him. 

"what?" he asks, suddenly noticing it’s you. his voice is not charming and calm as you've seen him be with other peers, but in your stubborn mind, you convince yourself it’s fine; you don’t like him, either. 

"i'm stuck, can you help?" you say despite your thoughts. 

he sighs, dropping his backpack next to your bed and then tugging to try and move the cabinet. 

"how did you do this?" he mutters as he pulls as hard as he can to pull it, but your shoe is too wedged diagonally against the floor, cabinet and frame. you sigh, "thought i could nudge it to the side with my toes, i dropped my dab through the crack." 

he chuckles, trying to instead shove it backwards instead; to no avail. "smart girl." he says sarcastically, and you roll your eyes, trying to help him shove it. "what was the point of you keeping me up all fucking night if you aren't strong enough to move this shit?" you say, exasperated because it's starting to dig into your calf. 

he stops, rolling his eyes at you. "has anyone ever told you that you can be a bit rude?" he asks, moving closer to you to try and push it away. you look down at him from where you stand, elbows on your mattress. "no. you're just a dick. fight fire with fire, or whatever." you mutter, face feeling hot. 

you can't stop staring at his shoulders, his arms - they're so hot, the veins popping out of his hands and forearms, the smell of his aftershave wafting into your nose from where he kneels next to you. 

he just hums. "i'm going to try to push your leg forward and then push the cabinet away." he states, and you nod, just wanted this nightmare to be over. you're still terribly embarrassed and the proximity to such a hot and confusingly irritating boy is making you lose your grip. 

it takes a lot in you to not jolt when his warm hand wraps around your bare leg and starts to pull you, his strong hold on you making you tingle. "what's your name?" he asks, and you almost laugh as his grip on your thigh tightens, the feeling of his fingers wrapped around your skin making you hot. this is insane.  "y/n." you struggle out, throat feeling dry - there's no reason his hand needs to be so high up on your leg, but some part of you really wants it. "it says that on my door." you say breathlessly. 

whatever he was going to reply with is cut off as he tries to readjust his grip on you and the cabinet, but his hand slides up and grazes the skin near the apex of your thigh, coaxing a sharp gasp to fall from your mouth. 

he turns red, looking up at you, "god, sorry." he mutters, and you bite your lip, unable to look away. 

you kind of forget to say anything, stuck staring at him, heart thumping as wetness pools between your legs just from this boy's touch. god, you've got to get laid. 

his arm is wrapped around the onside of your leg, thumb reaching higher on your thigh than his other fingers, and for a moment you hesitate before deciding to go for it: you drop your hand hand to his hair, pulling lightly as you 'steady yourself,' smirking as you feel his shaky breath against your thigh. 

you don't even care about getting unstuck now, all you can think about is being fucked into the mattress by this asshole boy from the fourth floor. you’re not sure where this feeling came from. 

when he finally pushes the cabinet away, causing you to stumble to catch your ground. he helps you get the cart and then push the cabinet back, awkward small talk making you want to die. "why were you down here anyways?" you ask, rubbing your leg. "mike kicked me out to be with a girl and all my friends are out for tonight." he sighs, rubbing his neck. "i have to do homework tonight, just going to find somewhere quiet to get it done." 

"that's surprisingly responsible." you say, looking at him wearily. he gives you an annoyed look, "what's that supposed to mean?" you roll your eyes, "you don't seem particularly academically motivated." you state, unsure if you're coming across as flirtatious or just a dick. he gives you a look as he moves to grab his things from next to your bed. "you seem more pleasure motivated." 

you catch your mistake immediately - and he does, too, smirking. you stutter to fix it, "don't be gross." you defend weakly. 

he's biting his lip and something rumbles in your chest, flames in your abdomen. it's hard to gauge if you don't like him or if you do. maybe you're just horny.

"i thought you were cute, you know, until you showed up at three in the morning to chew me out." he mutters, eyebrows raised, "i get that that was annoying, but it was a saturday. everyone was drunk, i don't get why you are still being a bitch." his face drops when he says that, as if he didn't mean to say it at all, but he doesn't take it back. you shrug, not too offended. he kind of has a point, "i don't get why you have to make everything so much harder than it has to be. doesn't matter how hot you are,  i don't have to like you, you know." you say, crossing your arms with a smirk. 

"believe me, i'd rather you not like me." he says, smile on his face troubling. you look at him, trying to gauge why you're feeling so flustered, why you want to jump his bones right now no matter how annoying he is. "then why haven't you left yet?" you challenge. you figure if you're reading his actions wrong, this gives him an out. 

"because i kind of want to fuck you now." he says boldly. you just smirk, walking towards where he sits on your desk chair, lowering yourself to straddle him. he looks up at you, eyes large and mischievous as he pulls you down on him all the way, your hips grinding lightly. "i think you want to fuck me always." you whisper, lips hovering above his, teasing. you're eating up all his attention, soaking it up and savoring the way he watches you. 

you boldly snake your hand down between the two of you, lips still refusing to touch his, your hand starting to tease his clothed cock as it hardens under your palm. you stroke him as you lean, almost kissing him before pulling away. he glares at you. 

then you move your hips, the tension in your room killing you. he lets out a half-moan, causing you to buck your hips again, relishing in the pleasure it gives you. he leans forward, trying to catch your lips, but your hand catches his chest, your lips just centimeters from his own.  "fuck you, y/n." he says, fed up with your teasing as his hands squeeze your ass, moving to the bottom of your thighs and then rising with surprising ease, holding you against him and making your heart thump in shock. he takes four long strides towards your bed, tossing you on it. you grin, expecting for him to climb onto you, but instead he's walking towards your door, making your heart quicken. is he leaving? 

he slams your door shut, though, and it makes you smirk as he clicks the lock. you're on your back, the sight of him upside down making you bite your lip, eyes nearly even with the bulge in his sweatpants. 

he walks up to you, and you eye him as he bends forward, hand catching your chin, holding your head forward with a strength you didn't expect. "look at me." he says suddenly. you blink, feeling hot as you stare into his eyes. 

"don't tease me." he says, and you swallow, heart racing in excitement. "okay." you croak, and it seems to satisfy him because he tilts your neck from here he holds your neck and chin, kissing you soundly on your lips. you feel on fire at his touch, squirming as you slip your hands into his hair - it's making you so needy that he's holding you, almost trapped on the mattress, kissing him upside down. 

he pulls away and you flip around, allowing for him to climb onto the bed, barely enough time before you pull him in for another kiss, this one heated and desperate. 

he bites marks on your neck as your hands palm him, pushing your own thighs together in need. slowly, you push him down against your mattress and sling a leg over his hip, moving to straddle him. his hands find your hips easily, looking at you like you're the only thing ever worth looking at; your breath leaves your lungs and you steady yourself, the reality of how fucking beautiful bill is hitting you at once. 

you pull his shirt off, yours coming off, leaving you in just your shorts and underwear. he palms your tits, pinching your nipple as you grind down against his cock, whimpering at the feeling of his pants against your clothed clit. "if only you'd come up to my room like this." he says, and you snap your eyes to his, seeing the teasing grin but glaring at him. "maybe you would've been nicer to me if you knew how good i'd make you feel." he whispers as you resume your hip's movement, "shut up, bill." you hiss. he laughs, his thumb making contact with your clit takes you by surprise and you jump a bit, moaning quietly as your eyes close in pleasure. 

"take these off." he mutters into your mouth as you bite his bottom lip. you take off your shorts, quickly resuming your spot straddling him, his lips trailing from your breasts to your throat and then your mouth again, grinding against him in need. he toys with your slit over your panties before he pulls them slowly to the side, spreading your juices on his long fingers, humming as he brings his fingers to his lips, watching you as he licks his fingers. you nearly moan, impatient enough that you kiss him, tasting yourself on his lips faintly; "do you want me?" you whisper against his lips.

"i wish i didn't," he says, "but yes. do you want to do this?" 

you're breathless, beside yourself with need, "yes." you say quickly, tugging his sweats off and tossing them to the floor. "fuck you, by the way." you spit, flipping him off. he grins and it's fucking beautiful, his smirk, his red cheeks, heaving chest. budding hickeys bloom over his neck and chest as he catches your hand, tugging you forward over him, whispering, "you're about to." 

you roll your eyes, ignoring the butterflies in your chest, hand falling over his as he pumps himself. your thumb swipes over his tip, spreading his precum before opening the condom he'd pulled out of his pocket (you don't even want to know why he brought one with him to study) and roll it onto his cock. 

and then you’re pushing aside your panties and stabilizing yourself on bill’s chest. you line yourself up on him and look to him for one last confirmation. he nods, “quick fucking around, babe.” he says, but his voice sounds desperate and his cheeks are flushed and you let out a strangled moan as you sink onto him, the nickname making your stomach flutter. you have to stay and give yourself time to adjust to his size, his moans swallowed by your own mouth as your tongue swipes his. his hands roam your body, squeezing your hips, your ass, your breasts and then rising to cup your neck and back. 

“shit, bill.” you whimper as you slowly start to move up and down. his eyes fall shut in pleasure and his head tilts back, exposing the entire expanse of his throat for you to claim, his hands falling to your hips. your eyes watch his thin necklace shine in the faint light from your lamp and he's filling you up perfectly. 

he looks like fucking heaven.

you kiss his neck lightly as you pick up the pace, bouncing on him steadily as his fingers grip the sides of your thighs.

“fuck, y/n.” he whispers, staring at you with his lips caught between his teeth. the feeling of him stretching inside you and hitting the perfect spot has your legs shaking already, breathing heavily. he’s soon surging up, kissing you deeply as groans fall from his lips, his arms rising to your waist to hold you as you move.

"you're much better when you're not talking." you mutter as you fuck yourself on him, moving your hips as you bounce. he rolls his eyes, "i'd fuck you every day if it meant you wouldn't come ruin my fun every night." he quips back, eyes challenging. and your hand rises to squeeze around his throat, at first as a joke, but then he smiles brightly, a smirk that stirs something in you and you squeeze ever so slightly, the feeling of his pulse making you moan. 

his smirk sends butterflies through your stomach, pleasure swirling in your core. but then his own hand rises to your own throat, squeezing lightly.

you moan, unable to keep it together. "you think two can't play this game, y/n? it's like you don't know me." he tuts, seemingly pleased as you're flushing, gasping as your legs stutter, his hips moving up to meet yours, strokes hitting you deep. “i don’t,” you whisper, and he hums. 

your legs stutter after one particularly satisfying thrust and he grabs your hips, lifting slightly and biting his lip as he starts to thrust up into you. “oh, my god,” you moan as he hits your g spot and he curses under his breath.

your hand comes up to rest on the wall behind him as you meet each other half way, hitting a spot deep inside you that has you moaning his name loud enough for anyone to hear. you hope to god your next door neighbors are out. 

he presses his lips to yours and you know its to get you to stop being so loud - it makes your toes curl in pleasure. then his thumb snakes its way to your lips, his grin widening when your lips immediately part and suck on the finger, humming around it as your hand rests on his neck, the other over his abs as you bounce. 

"so pretty like this, y/n." he leans up, then, sitting up more and changing the angle, making you gasp with a moan as his hand snakes around your waist, pulling you closer to his face with the hand on your face. he pulls his thumb from your mouth with a light pop, your legs barely riding him at your proximity, instead steady on his hips, his cock warm and stretching you. "do you think you'd look pretty under me?" he asks. you swallow, moving your hips again and sliding on his cock, movements making you stare at him, pleasure building. 

"i think you would." he whispers, hand still on your neck. you whimper a bit, sliding off of him, allowing him to climb over you, kissing you soundly before pulling you to the edge of your bed, legs hanging off as he stands in front of you. lifting one leg, he kisses your knee and holds it up as he teases your slit with his cock before sliding into you again, causing you to let out a loud moan, his own melding with yours. 

your eyes roll back at the new angle, legs shaking as his fingers dig into your thigh. “wanna see your f-face when i make you cum.“ he mutters, hand rising to thumb your lip, dragging your bottom lip down.

 "you think you're gonna make me cum?" you bite, knowing no man you've been with has been able to. 

you watch as his eyes admire the half-lids of your eyes, the blissed, fucked-out look on your face. your chest is littered in blossoming hickes, varying from pink to dark red and slightly purple already. 

he says nothing in response to you, but pulls your leg further open, spitting down onto your cunt, making you moan lightly, the action being terribly sexy. his thumb finds your clit and starts to rub perfectly in counteraction to his thrusts, his lips finding your nipple. 

you gasp in pleasure, panting as you start to wonder if he really is going to make you cum. then his thumb rubs circles on your clit and as he presses lightly, you can’t hold off any longer. “fuck,” you hiss as you hit your peak, your orgasm making your legs shake. you can’t help it, gasping and bucking your hips as you clench against his cock in bliss, your orgasm causing you to tug his hair in ecstasy. “so pretty.” he mutters against your neck, pressing kisses to it as you’re moaning and arching your back. "so good, cumming for me." he says cockily. you're panting as you whisper, "shut up," his hips still pounding into yours. 

“god, you're such a sweet talker.” he mutters sarcastically as you look at him desperately, his eyes fall shut in bliss, a deep groan leaving his lips, you can tell he's close. 

"and you're such a gentleman." you jest back, pulling him closer by his shoulders, eyes shutting in bliss. he hums, strokes getting sloppier, "i let you cum first, didn't i?" he counters. 

you huff a laugh, something in your heart twinging in affection. you kiss him so you don't say something stupid, moving your hips with his. a few strokes and he's pulling you closer to him by your back, whimpering into your mouth, “y/n, fuck.” beautiful moans fall from his cherry colored lips as he cums, and you just stare at him in awe, surprised by how hot it is as he says your name. he rides his high and then falls off of you, onto the mattress between you and the wall. 

"hey," he says after a few moments of you both catching your breaths, your hands overlapping on your stomach but not nearly holding hands. it makes you feel warm in a weird way. excited, nervous. 

"what?" you ask, turning to stare into his eyes. he smirks, "you think we woke up the downstairs neighbors?" he whispers, eyes alight with tease. 

you shove him, smothering him with a pillow while he laughs, pulling you onto him. 

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