#I'm not at all impressed with him🤷🏻‍♀️

[quill-pen]

🔥Hot take🔥:

Pedro Pascal?

Eh... mid.

[safyresky]

the only way i would EVER call ten FOURTEEN is if they let David Tennant just be Scottish this time

[xhfics]

threesome with jungsu and jiseok… 🫣

Dinna, bestie. I'm 100% using the things you wrote in your reply to my ask for this🤭

Note: 18+ minors dni!! Jiseok x Reader x Jungsu. Contains semi-public sex, slight handjob & fingering, threesome (no m x m), protected and unprotected sex, slight degradation and overstimulation (jiseok to reader), light choking??? Help Jiseok gets a little possessive🤷🏻‍♀️ cameo from Gunil and Seungmin

The video of you and Jiseok had been send to the group chat, and he had collected the money from his friends . But none of them were mad at the way the bet played out. In fact, they were surprised and impressed by it.

There was only one person who was slightly... let down by the fact he wasn't able to win the bet himself. Jungsu.

"You're still up for the gym session, right?" You ask him, a few days after the video had been seen by the group of friends.

You're all at Jiseok's place, chilling after a few rounds of tennis matches. The guys aren't shy to talk to you, they never were. But Jiseok's definitely more... possessive over you now that his friends have seen his girlfriend naked.

He doesn't regret making the video, and neither do you. He's glad he's now able to finally show you off to everyone. The looks and glances of his friends make him a little jealous, but part of him also kind of likes it that his friends find you hot. He's extremely proud that your his, and he's yours.

You sit on your boyfriend's lap, both of you facing Jungsu. Whose slightly red cheeks are very obvious.

"You really meant that?" He says, trying to sound like he doesn't care. "You wanna work out with me?"

You lean back against Jiseok's chest, and he wraps his arm around your waist. You nod. "Yeah of course!"

"I'm coming too though." Jiseok says, more so to Jungsu than to you. "She doesn't know how to hold back and I don't want her to overuse her ankle."

You chuckle, knowing why Jiseok is saying this. The two of you had a brief talking after filming the little clip; he had asked you if you really, truly thought Jungsu was cute. And if you really, truly would have had sex with him if you weren't with Jiseok.

You had said yes to both questions. To which Jiseok suggested you should do it if you had the chance and Jungsu wanted it too.

~

"Did you really have to wear the least amount of clothes possible for this?" Jiseok says, lacing his fingers with yours as the two of you enter the gym building.

Apart from Jungsu, who's waiting for you two, it's empty. It's a semi-private gym, owned by the parents of one of Jiseok's friends, who train important people and celebrities here. The whole friend group is welcome to come and go whenever they feel like it, including you.

You chuckle at your boyfriend's comment. "I wanna look cute for you."

"And Jungsu." Jiseok adds with a sigh.

You halt just before the entrance of the gym and turn to face Jiseok. "Babe if you don't want this, I won't do it. You know that, right?"

He presses a firm kiss on your lips. "I know. I don't mind it. It's just that I don't know if I'll be able to keep my thoughts to myself."

"Well." You smile at him, taking his hand and guiding it to your hip. He rests it there, right on the waistband of your gym shorts. They're tight and short, and show your ass in all the right ways. "You can always join in."

He bites his lower lip at the thought and pulls you closer to kiss you. His hands slide to your ass, firmly gripping it and pulling you even closer to him.

"You should go work out with Jungsu." He then says, his lips still slightly on yours. "The quicker you're done, the quicker I, or maybe we, can fuck you."

The moment you walk into the gym, Jungsu is already working out. You have to be honest to yourself; he looks extra hot when he works out.

"You don't really have any intention of actually working out, do you?" Jungsu asks 15 minutes after you've started your 'workout'.

"Mh, how so?" You ask, putting your dumbbells down on the floor and walking up to him. Jiseok's keeping an eye on you via the mirror.

Jungsu chuckles and puts down his weights as well. "You're half-assing it. And you're not focused on it at all."

You shrug a little. "I'm focused. Very focused. Just on you instead of my workout."

A soft chuckle from Jiseok is heard by the both of you, and Jungsu turns to face him. "Is she always like this?"

Jiseok nods, not saying anything. He makes it clear with his casual behavior that he doesn't mind this at all.

Jungsu smirks softly as he turns back to face you. "Anything I can help you with?"

You briefly touch his upper arm, and slightly tilt your head in a playful way. "Be honest with me, Jungsu. Were you disappointed you didn't win the bet?"

He gulps and quickly eyes Jiseok, who's now walking up to the both of you.

"You can say it." Jiseok scoffs amused. "Everyone noticed it anyway."

"Okay, yeah I was disappointed." Jungsu mumbles, keeping his eyes on you. You notice his gaze going down to your chest slightly, the quickly back up again.

"You know..." you say, brushing Jungsu's blonde bangs out of his eyes. They're slightly wet from his sweat. "Jiseok and I have been talking. And if you want, you can fuck me."

"But only right now." Jiseok adds, sliding his arm around your waist. "And I'm making sure you're being good to her."

You're lucky the gym is empty, because Jungsu is barely able to keep his cool. You knew he wanted to, but you didn't expect him to be this eager.

"Anything that's a no?" Jungsu asks the moment the three of you are in the changing rooms.

Jiseok finds a smaller room with a lock and beckons you and Jungsu.

"Condom stays on." Your boyfriend says, handing Jungsu one of his condoms that he grabbed out of his gym bag. "Other than that, anything goes."

You already feel yourself getting extremely aroused by the situation. Seeing Jiseok like this, letting you get fucked by one of his friends, just makes it all way hotter.

Jungsu looks at you to ask you the same question.

You position yourself on a bench in the room and shake your head. "Whatever you want."

As soon as you say those words, Jungsu crashes his lips on yours for a rough kiss. His hands immediately on your chest, grabbing hold of your boobs. It makes you chuckle how needy he is.

The two of you quickly get up and Jungsu guides you to lean against the wall of the small room.

Jiseok's eyes widen, both because he's surprised his friend immediately has his hands on his girlfriend and of how much he likes seeing you like that.

You quickly eye Jiseok, gauging if he's still okay with it. Which he definitely is, so you take it a step further and pull away from Jungsu's hungry kisses to push down your flimsy fitness top, taking along the sports bra with it. You're too eager for this to properly take everything off.

Jungsu looks for a second and sighs happily. "Fuck, I need you so badly."

As soon as his hands are back on your breasts and his lips on your neck, you tug his shorts down and start palming is obviously hard dick over his boxers.

Jungsu bites the skin of your shoulder as the sensation of your hand on his clothes cock gives him chills.

You slip your hand in his boxers and start jerking him off slowly. You occasionally look at your boyfriend, who's eyes are glued to what's happening in front of him. You know he's hard and horny, and you know he wants in. But not yet.

"I think we should fuck." You say to Jungsu, as you slide your thumb over his leaking tip. You bring your thumb to your mouth and lick off the precum.

Jungsu is at a loss for words and just does what his dicks wants him to do; roll on the condom and undress you further.

He slides his fingers through your folds quickly. You're slightly embarrassed that you're already this wet. Jungsu presses his body closer against yours as he pushes himself into you.

The softest but most satisfied moan escapes your lips as he fills you up right away. You feel a pair of lips on yours, Jiseok's.

You look at him, while Jungsu's thrusting into you, and your boyfriend seems to enjoy it all a little too much maybe.

His eyes get a bit dark, lustful, and he speaks with a low voice. "You're taking him so well, like a proper slut. My slut."

You bite your lip to suppress a moan, and wrap your arm around Jungsu more tightly. He lifts one of your legs up slightly, so he can really fuck into you.

"I need to cum." He pants, quickening his pace. He face is close, and you know he likes being kissed. So you press your lips on his and make out with him some more.

He's getting a little sloppy, his lips are just touching yours without really kissing you anymore.

"Jungsu, don't worry about me." You mumble against his mouth. "You can use me to cum."

He grips the flesh of you ass hard and squeezes as he spills himself into the condom. He lets out a satisfied moan into your mouth and it makes you even more wet than you already were.

Jungsu gives you a quick and firm kiss before slipping out of you.

You barely have any time to catch your breath, because your boyfriend already has his hands on you as soon as Jungsu takes a step back.

"You're definitely not done babe." Jiseok says to you with a low voice. His hand immediately slides down your folds and into you. "Oh he fucked you well, you're soaking."

You shiver as his fingers enter you. Jungsu has stretched you out nicely and Jiseok easily slips three fingers in.

He kisses you, roughly and with tongue. He keeps his fingers inside of you, pumping them slowly in and out as you fumble with his pants and push them down.

Jiseok takes his fingers out your dripping hole and lines himself up with you, when the sound of a door opening makes the three of you freeze in the small room.

You quickly take a look at Jungsu, who just got himself cleaned up as best as he can. His cheeks are red, his hair sticks to his forehead and he's nervous about the situation.

"God that video was hot." You hear someone say. You recognize the voice of one of Jiseok's friends, Gunil.

"Yeah, he's a lucky guy." Another voice, that you know is Seungmin's, says.

You hear rumblings from the guys as they're changing into their workout clothes. You lock eyes with Jiseok and you see that he's up to something.

He gives you a feathery light kiss and places his hand over your mouth. There's a split second where he raises his eyebrow ever so slightly, as to check if you're okay with this.

You give him the slightest nod and pushes his cock deep inside you. He bites his lower lip, suppressing any sound that he wants to make. And you grab onto his upper arm firmly.

If it weren't for his hand covering your mouth, you would have let him know how good it feels to have him in you right now.

Jiseok bites down on your shoulder, slowly but surely moving in and out of you. The tension of his friends being in the same room, where you just fucked Jungsu as well as fucking Jiseok right at this moment, is making you lose your mind.

You could cum right here and now. But you won't, because you want more.

Jungsu is eyeing the both of you up and down, and you notice he's getting aroused again. You wish you could help him again, but Jiseok only allowed you one time with him.

The two men in the changing room take their sweet time getting changed and ready for their workout, and it's getting more difficult for you to keep quiet. Jiseok's getting a little sloppy as well and his hand leaves your mouth for just a second.

A soft pant escapes from your lips as Jiseok slowly pulls out of you and slides back in again. You freeze, but Jiseok doesn't seem to care anymore.

It sounds like his friends didn't notice anything and you hear them leave the room. Immediately you feel your boyfriend's hand slide to your neck and he applies some gentle pressure on it, still making your breath get stuck in your throat.

"Should have been quiet, princess." He says, caressing the front of your throat with his thumb. "Gonna have to punish you for that."

"Jiseok.." you pant, louder than you meant to.

Your boyfriend's hand slides to your chest, possessively groping your boobs as he fucks into you like it's going to be his last time.

"Jungsu, I need you to shut her up." Jiseok says, breathing heavily as he gives you a firm kiss on your open mouth. "She's being too fucking loud."

You kinda forgot you weren't alone in this spacious stall for a second, your eyes either shut closed from pleasure or looking at your boyfriend as he fucks you well.

Jungsu swallows hard, he doesn't want to interfere with anything. But Jiseok grabs his wrist and pulls him closer to the two of you.

You grab onto Jiseok's arm firmly as Jungsu kisses you. Your nails dig into Jiseok's bare skin, making him get closer to his high.

His hand leaves your chest and starts to rub circles on your clit, right when you're already coating his cock with your cum.

You moan into Jungsu's mouth. The hand that was gripping Jiseok's arm, slides around his shoulders and you pull him closer to you. Your other hand is tangled in Jungsu's workout top.

"Jiseok.. baby.." you whine against Jungsu's lips, as Jiseok's still rubbing you through your orgasm; overstimulating you.

Jiseok is getting close, you know he is. But instead of releasing himself into you, he pulls out and covers your workout top that's scrunched around your waist.

Jungsu quickly takes a step back and lets out a soft chuckle. He seems to enjoy all of it.

"What the fuck babe?" You ask, your voice still trembling from the overstimulation.

"Should have kept quiet when my friends where here." Your boyfriend says with a cocky smirk. He kisses you roughly before speaking again. "You're gonna go to the other changing room through the gym, and you're gonna say hi to them."

[jinkoh]

fixing fate's mistake

sangyeon x reader

part of my soulmate series

summary: why is it that the one who comes to save you is never your soulmate but his older brother instead?

tags: soulmate au (sharing bruises), smut - mdni, childhood friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, small age gap (Sang is 3yrs older), slightly possessive!sangyeon (but he is mostly a softie), car activities, oral (r!receiving), strength play(?), lots of consent, loosely implied virgin!reader; warnings: light injuries and mentions of blood, reader is being picked up/carried, no pronouns but reader has a vagina and wears a skirt

wc: 2.9k

a/n: this wasn't meant to include sexy times but then i felt like the vibes were there so here we are i guess i'm a smut writer now 🤷🏻‍♀️

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As you were sitting in the cold, moist grass at the side of the road, the sun long disappeared behind the horizon, your knees bloody and your ankle twisted, you wished that there was a way to start over. It would be great if life worked like a video game, letting you return to a saving point if you messed up. Maybe you’d return back to this morning and make sure to charge your phone properly. Or maybe this afternoon so you could take the bus and leave your bike on campus. But even more likely, you would go all the way back to that one day in elementary school, when you’d been at the playground with the two boys living next door. 

Even now, roughly 12 years later, you remembered it very clearly. You’d been on the swing, laughing brightly as you told them to look how high you could go. Sangyeon, the older one, told you to be careful, but you didn’t listen because all that mattered was the wish to impress him. Maybe it was because he was three years older, but at the time he was the coolest person in the world to you. He was nice and strong and really good at catching bugs. His younger brother who was the same age as you wasn’t half as interesting, but that was fine because he wasn’t interested in you either. He focused on his sand castle instead. You only got his attention when you fell, busting your knees open in the rough sand. The pain made tears spring to your eyes. Sangyeon immediately came over, a worried frown on his face. He’d probably felt responsible as the oldest. His brother on the other hand just gave you a dirty look as he got up from where he was sitting in the sandbox, dusting off his knees.

“You’re so stupid,” he said. But you didn’t mind. Your tears and pain were forgotten too, because all you saw were the bruises on his knees. You were overjoyed. You had a soulmate! Sure, it wasn’t the person you would have wanted it to be, but you were convinced you could make it work. The important part was that you had a soulmate, something you’d been dreaming of your whole (admittedly young) life. 

He didn’t feel the same way. While you were happy about it all, excited whenever a bruise of either of you showed up on the other’s skin, he seemed to hate the idea of being your soulmate. He’d been cold to you before, but from the moment you found out, he made a point of being mean. Looking back, you should have just given up then. Maybe things would have been different if you’d given him room. Maybe he wouldn’t have come to hate you to this extent. And then maybe he would have come to help you now. But giving up hadn't been an option to you back then. You’d been a kid fueled by the idea that he’d fall for you if you just kept trying. After all, you were soulmates. 

When you were in 5th grade, you fell down the swings again and broke your arm. You were crying and miserable and all alone, but it didn’t take long for your mom and Sangyeon to show up, first-aid kit ready. Your mom scolded your for not being careful and for going all by yourself, and that it was only thanks to the bruises on your soulmate’s skin that they came so quickly. Of course, you’d thought to yourself, he saw them and got worried about it, so he told mom. And that sparked hope within you. You completely ignored that he didn’t even bother to show up himself and clung to the  hope that he actually cared. It also made you come to a very stupid conclusion: He would pay attention to you if you got hurt. So you fell and you stumbled and you bumped into things, all to get a little bit of his attention. It didn’t work. Of course it didn’t. It just made him despise you more and more, disgusted with your clingy behavior and the way you kept engraving all these marks into his skin, even if they weren't permanent. You regretted it now. If you could take it all back, undo every stupid bruise you’d bothered him with, you would. But there were no saving points in life that you could just go back to. Right now, there was only the moist grass and your scraped skin and the knowledge that no one would come to help you. Your soulmate must have seen the bruises by now and surely he was smart enough to connect the dots and realize that you had an accident on your way home. But he wouldn’t care. It wasn’t any of his business if you were hurt or not, aside from the fact that it stained his skin.

You wrapped your arms around your body, shivering from the cold seeping into your aching bones. You knew you had to get up and walk the rest of the way home. Maybe you could lean onto your bicycle to take some weight off the strained ankle. It seemed possible. But you just felt so miserable and alone, and your body was refusing to move. You buried your face behind your knees, letting yourself cry because there wasn’t anyone around to see. Except, you suddenly felt the headlights of a car on you, bright and white. The car was going slow, way too slow for a street like this, almost as if the driver was looking for something. The moment you saw the familiar license plate, you realized that something must be you. The car pulled over just a few meters away from you and Sangyeon got out, quickly jogging over. The second you saw his face, a new wave of tears welled up in your eyes. It seemed like he always knew when to show up to save you. He crouched down in front of you, cupping your face with a worried frown.

“Are you okay?”

You didn’t know how to meet his genuine gaze, so you looked away and gave him a small shrug.

“What happened?” His thumb gently brushed some of your tears away. 

“I fell,” you mumbled, suddenly feeling like a child again with the way he took care of you.

“Can you walk? Just to the car?”

Your gaze fell to your knees and your ankle. You probably could walk, despite the injuries, especially with help, but your muscles felt frozen in place. You didn’t say anything.

Sangyeon huffed a small laugh. “Fine, then.” He hooked one arm under your knees and wrapped the other around your back, before he slowly stood up, carrying you back to the car princess style. He sat you down on the passenger seat with your legs out, and then got the first-aid kit from the back. It stung when he cleaned the wounds on your knees, but it wasn’t like it would hurt less if you complained, so you just watched in silence as he carefully tended to your wounds. He bandaged your ankle too, saying something about how he could give you a ride to the doctor’s if it didn’t get better by itself. You barely paid attention though, distracted by the feeling of his warm hands on your skin.

“Are you listening?” He looked up at you from where he was crouching in front of your legs.

“How did you know?” You asked instead of replying.

Sangyeon hesitated for a moment before he replied. “I saw the bruises on his knees when I came home.”

You nodded slowly, lips pressed together in a tight smile. "Was it the same back then?"

"Huh?"

"When I broke my arm and you came with my mom—it was never him who told her right? It was you, because you happened to see his marks."

Sangyeon didn’t say anything and that in itself was said enough. Of course your soulmate didn’t actually tell him, or anyone. Of course not. You hadn’t expected anything else, but somehow it still hurt. It wasn’t even about him as a person. It wasn’t like you were in love with him, so maybe it was silly to expect him to care. But letting go of that dream of a fated love coming true hurt and it hurt that you were stuck with a soulmate like him, when clearly it should have been someone else. 

New Tears sprung to your eyes and you tried to blink them away, but to no avail.

“Y/n,” Sangyeon started, his voice soft. But he didn’t go on, because what was there even to say?

You sniffed. “I used to want a soulmate so badly, I didn’t even care who it was. But now I feel like I’d rather have none." You let out a bitter laugh. "I’m sure he for one has always felt that way.” 

“Don’t say that.”

“Why not? It’s true.” You paused for a moment, knowing what you were going to say next was probably best kept to yourself, but you felt too exhausted to care. “It should have been you instead. Why can’t it be you?”

Sangyeon’s eyes widened in surprise before he huffed an awkward laugh and busied himself with packing up the first-aid kit. “You don’t mean that.”

“Why? Would it be that bad if I did?”

“No,” he replied, momentarily pausing his hands, “but it’d get my hopes up.”

You felt your heart skip a beat at his words, your mind unable to quite grasp the meaning of it. You wanted him to look at you, to see in his eyes that he was serious, but his gaze was still fixed on the kit. You lightly nudged his knee with your toes, trying to get his attention back and he finally raised his head.

“Get your hopes up, then,” you whispered and you saw him visibly swallow. He set aside the kit before standing up and leaning into your personal space, one hand propped against the frame of the car.

“Do you know what you’re saying?” His gaze was intense and you almost wanted to shy away, but you were scared he’d misinterpret it as rejection.

“Yes,” you said, your gaze briefly dropping to his lips, “I know perfectly. Fate made a mistake, so let’s fix it.”

“And you won’t change your mind?”

You shook your head. “I won’t.”

His hand came up to your cheek, smoothing over your skin before tilting your chin up. Your breathing hitched when he came closer, only inches keeping you apart. “Even if he came begging?”

“Even then.”

A satisfied smile spread on his face. “Good,” he mumbled, before letting his lips brush against yours, “because I don’t plan on handing you over after this.”

Maybe the back of his car at the side of a deserted road wasn’t the most romantic spot, but Sangyeon’s touch was so warm as he lowered you onto the seat that you didn’t mind. He kept a hand at the back of your head, making sure you didn’t bump it on the car door. And then he settled between your legs, careful about your bruises and injured ankle.

“All okay?” He whispered as his thumb gently brushed some hair out of your forehead.

“Yeah,” you whispered but your voice was trembling with nerves.

“Are you sure?”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. “Very sure,” you whispered, and you meant it. Of course you were nervous, maybe even a little scared, but you knew you were safe with him. You'd always been safe with him.

“Okay,” Sangyeon smiled into your lips before kissing you once more. One of his hands settled on your hip while the other ran over the outside of your thigh, sneaking its way under your skirt. A small whine escaped from your lips when his fingers lightly tugged at the fabric of your panties, letting the elastic snap back against your skin.

“Cute,” he mumbled, making your face flush with heat. Embarrassed, you covered your mouth with your hand, but he immediately pulled it away.

“It’s just me,” he said, keeping your hand in his. “No one else will hear, so don’t hold back.”

His other hand was still under your skirt, moving to your inner thigh now. His thumb rubbed circles into your skin in a motion that was both comforting and arousing. Then it wandered further up, tugging at the thin fabric of your underwear once more.

“Still okay?”

You nodded, trying to part your legs a little more so he knew you meant it. Sangyeon sat up a little, slowly pulling your panties down your legs which served a little difficult in the cramped space of the car. Once he reached your knees he went one leg after the other, carefully lifting the fabric over the bandaged bruises to make sure not to touch them, and then he was just as careful again when he reached your injured ankle. The sweet treatment made your chest feel full and you almost wanted to cry again.

"You don't have to be so careful. I'm not made of glass," you whispered while he slipped your panties all the way off and stuffed them into the back pocket of his jeans.

"I know," he said, leaning in again and leaving a kiss at the corner of your mouth, "but can't I still be gentle with you?" A grin tugged on his lips, "Or do you prefer a rough treatment?"

You felt yourself blushing, quickly averting your eyes as you stuttered "Gentle is f-fine."

Sangyeon chuckled. "Thought so."

His hands moved to the back of your legs, pushing them up so he could kiss the inner side of your knees and thighs, sucking little bruises into the skin.

"Sang-"

"Hm?" He looked at you through his lashes, barely detaching his lips from you.

"Sang, he'll see if you leave marks."

Sangyeon lightly bit down on your skin making you gasp. "Would that really be so bad?" 

Maybe you should have stood your ground, but the possessive gleam in his eyes had you swooning, so you didn’t complain when his mouth left more bruises in its wake as he slowly made his way to your core. When his breath fanned over your sensitive parts you yelped, instinctively kicking out your legs and almost hitting your injured foot on the car’s backrest. Before that could happen though, Sangyeon caught your legs in his hands. 

"No moving, hm? You'll hurt yourself. Just stay still and let me take care of you." 

Before you had a chance to reply, he leaned in again and put his mouth to work on your clit, making you moan instead. You tried to keep still, even as his tongue ran through your folds and made your body spasm with pleasure. But even if you’d wanted to kick out your legs again, Sangyeon’s hold on you was strong, keeping you in place. The difference in strength and the way he could overpower you so easily somehow had you even more aroused, calling to desires you didn’t know you had in you. Sangyeon seemed to have noticed, because he experimentally tightened his grip a little more, chuckling when you gasped and pathetically clenched around nothing. “It seems you like the rough treatment after all.”

You shook your head, too ashamed to admit it, but the way you whined when his teeth grazed your skin seemed to prove otherwise.

“It’s okay, darling, no need to feel embarrassed,” he said, looking at you as he let his tongue run over you again, “It’s just me, remember?” 

He let go of one of your legs, pinning it down with his elbow instead to be able to rub his thumb over your clit at the same time as his tongue pushed into you. You almost screamed at the sudden change in pace, the pleasure of it all a little overwhelming and making your head feel fuzzy.

“Sang–” you gasped, clenching your hands and bucking your hips, “feels strange.”

“Strange?” He asked, lifting his head, but not stopping the movement of his hand, “Or good?”

“G-good,” you agreed, screwing your eyes shut when his tongue was back on you, “So good.”

It didn’t take much longer for your high to approach, rippling through you in waves of pleasure that made you buck your hips into him. He kept going a little longer, helping you ride out your orgasm until you were reduced to a twitching overstimulated mess. Sangyeon sat up and wiped his glistening lips with the back of his hand. You watched him through dazed eyes, the realization of what just happened between the two of you not quite sinking in. 

He ruffled his already tousled hair. “Why are you looking at me like that?” 

“No, I don’t know,” you answered, still unable to take your eyes off him. “Come here.”

He smiled, leaning down and letting you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him into a kiss.

“This is real, right?” you whispered against his lips.

“Funny,” he said before giving you another kiss, “I was about to ask the same thing.” 

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[justmystyles]

Hi love! I have a request if you don’t mind! Maybe meeting Harry’s family for the first time and it’s at Christmas? He’s very nervous?

Fa La La La Freakout

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pairing: Harry Styles x plus size reader

*i say it's a plus size reader, but it is not something that i focus on explicitly in my fics, because your size should not define you. it will only come up if it comes into the story organically.*

word count: 1,107

summary: you will be meeting Harry's family for the first time over the holidays, and you are desperate for them to like you.

a/n: my amazing friend, thank you so much for sending me this ask, i was desperate to write a holiday fic, but had no inspiration! i hope you like what i did with your idea.

I know it's bee a while since i've really posted, so i'm a little rusty. this isn't my best work, but it's cute and fluffy, so i hope you like it anyway. i'm going to try to get back into writing in the new year, i have a lot of stories in my brain that i really want to share with you all!

happy holidays to all of you, 2023 was the year i found Harry, and this amazing collection of humans that i can talk about him with until i'm blue in the face (fingers, technically, i guess 🤷🏻‍♀️). i hope you're all having a wonderful holiday full of laugher, love, and all the good things. 💚❤️

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“What about this? Do you think your mom would like it?”

Harry chuckles and reaches for the scarf in your hands, placing it back on the shelf. “Y/N, you’ve already gotten everyone in my family a gift, and you’re bringing that bottle of wine you insisted on buying, and you’re baking cookies. You don’t need to do or bring anything else.” 

“I just want them to like me.” You smile sheepishly.

You were spending Christmas with Harry and his family this year. It was your first time spending Christmas with a boyfriend, which was already a little nerve wracking, but it was also your first time meeting Harry’s family. To say you were nervous would be an understatement, you know how important Harry’s family is to him, so you’re determined to make a good impression.

Harry smiles kindly, the smile that makes your insides instantly melt, and places his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him. “Angel, they’re going to love you. Hell, I talk about you so much that they already do.” He kisses you softly on the nose. “You don’t need to bring them gifts to win them over, my family just wants me to be happy, and you already take care of that without even trying. You just need to relax and be your wonderful self. Understand?” 

You nod in response, and he kisses the tip of your nose. 

What Harry didn’t tell you was that he was also nervous about you meeting his family. He had no doubt in his mind that they would adore you, and that you’d fit in easily. His concern was for you. He knows you can be shy with new people, and how anxious you make yourself leading up to those meetings, especially when they are people that are important to him. He loves how much you want to be a part of his life, but he hates hoe in your head you can get about it. 

Later that night, you and Harry are in the kitchen, you’re baking a batch of cookies to bring with you to Harry’s family kitchen, as he sits on a stool at the kitchen island, keeping you company. The two of you have been talking, Harry walking you through everything that the two of you will be doing over the next few days, and telling you all about his family. You notice him trying to hide a yawn and chuckle. 

“You can go to bed, you know? I know you’re tired.” You say as you place the cookies in the oven. 

Harry pouts and gives you puppy dog eyes. “I don’t like going to bed without you.” he gets up from the stool and walks up to you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you softly. 

“I know baby, but I’m almost done. I’ll join you in like fifteen minutes, twenty tops. Promise.” 

Harry reluctantly agrees and gives you another kiss before retiring to the bedroom, leaving you to finish your baking. 

A few hours later, Harry shifts in bed, reaching across to your side to pull you close. When he’s 

met with an empty and cold spot next to him, his eyes fly open and he sits up quickly, turning on the bedside lamp to see that your side is untouched. He gets out of bed and goes downstairs to find you in the kitchen, surrounded by various cookies, brownies, and other baked goods. 

“Love?” He says, his voice still thick with sleep. 

You snap your head around and look at him with wide, surprised eyes. “Harry? What are you doing up?”

“Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing.” He grumbles as he approaches you, rubbing his eyes. “What is all of this?”

“I didn’t love how the cookies turned out, so I made another batch. Then I was like, ‘what if some people don’t like these? I should make something else.’ So I made chocolate peanut butter brownies, but then I figured some people might not like peanut butter, so I made regular brownies, and then…”

“Y/n, stop.” Harry interrupts you, gripping your shoulders firmly. “Baby, it means the world to me that you want to impress everyone, but you’re worrying too much. They’re going to love you because you are amazing, and sweet, and you make me happier than I’ve ever been.”

Your expression softens. “Are you sure? I just really want them to like me.” 

“I’m positive. Now come to bed, we’ve got a long drive ahead of us in the morning, and I’m not going to have my favorite copilot sleeping for the whole way there,” He taps the tip of your nose with his index finger.

“What about the dishes?” 

“You’re going to sleep in, and I’m going to take care of them first thing in the morning.” 

You open your mouth to fight him on it, but yawn instead, he chuckles and tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear. 

“C’mon love, let’s get you into bed where you belong.” He turns off the stove and guides you to bed, where you fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow. 

The next morning, just as he promised, Harry carefully slipped out of bed so that he didn’t wake you and snuck down to the kitchen to clean up, grabbing a treat or two as he did. When you finally woke up and made your way downstairs, you were greeted with a clean kitchen, a hot breakfast and a fresh cup of coffee. Harry kissed you and guided you to your seat. 

A couple of hours later, you had packed up the car and were on your way to Harry’s mother’s house. You were feeling a little less nervous about meeting his family, but you were still a little anxious. Harry could sense it and did everything he could to distract you from your feelings.

The second you arrived, and his mother pulled you into a tight embrace and told you how lovely it was to have you there, and how excited she was to finally meet you, all of your worries melted away. 

She was even sweeter than Harry told you she’d be, and treated you as if she’d known you for years, and the rest of his family was the same. By the time you left to head back to Harry’s, you felt like you were a part of the family. Little did you know, Harry was planning to make that more official in a little less than a week, when the two of you jetted off for your romantic New Year’s getaway. 

[artemis-moonsilver]

Opinions No One Asked For™️: Palia NPC Edition

Auni: I love this kid. I want him to think of me as a cool older sister or cool aunt. I bring him bugs every chance I get

Ashura: I want him to be my dad. Genuinely love him. Serious contender to be my Shepp

Badruu: He really turned the puns up to 11. I love him. Also want him to be my dad. And possibly my Shepp

Caleri: I wasn't too sure about her, but after getting to know her, I feel like we have quite a few similarities. Definitely want to be her friend. Could she be my Shepp? 👀

Chayne: I find him so calming. He also feels dad-like to me. 100% want him as a support figure/father figure regardless of who I choose as my Shepp

Delaila: Love talking to her. Really want to get to know her better at this point (but 100% want her to win all the prizes at farmers markets/festivals)

Einar: Absolutely adorable and I love him. Only platonically tho. I will give him as many Gils and shiny rocks as he wants

Elouisa: I wasn't sure at first, but I LOVE her unhinged theories. I want to be her best friend. I will investigate all the paranormal things with her. Contender for my Shepp. Girl let's go ghost hunting

Eshe: So snobby. So bougie. So bitchy. I wish she could be my Shepp 😫 (if only because it would be entertaining)

Hassian: First impressions? What an asshole. After some time, I am...intrigued. I want to figure him out. I want to know why he is the way he is. Also fucking love Tau, the gooodest boi

Hekla: Honestly... she freaked me out a little for a long time. I'm slowly coming around though

Hodari: Listen, I get it. I see where you all are coming from. But man's just not my type 🤷🏻‍♀️

Jel: Oh Jel, my beloved. I'm not exactly subtle about it. This man is my husband. Sad, skinny, pathetic, dramatic, goth guys are My Type™️. Would marry him like, yesterday 🥀😫🪡🖤😍

Jina: At first I wasn't sure, but the more I talk to her, I'm like, "Jina, my bestie." I'm a PhD student. I feel you. Also, WOMEN IN STEM, HELL YEAH!!!! I have a feeling we're gonna be great friends

Kenji: Not a fan of your extremely privileged life ("Have you tried inheriting property?" 😐😐😐) or the invasive chapaa situation... but I also don't dislike him as much as I thought. I feel like he's playing a role he doesn't really want to, but still enjoying/expecting the high life for little to no effort

Kenyatta: She should be my best friend. I was put off at first, but she is the coolest. I see quite a few aspects of myself in her

Nai'O: I feel like he's the sweetest boi ever. I'm both like, "He deserves better than Kenyatta" and "Kenyatta is good for him." Perhaps the most wholesome NPC

Najuma: I also want to be the cool older sister and/or cool aunt that she never had. This kid is a badass and smart as hell. I wish my friendship with her was better already

Reth: This man. I love him. I'm not sure if it's platonic or romantic yet. All I know is he's one of my favourite NPCs to talk to. He's funny, he's flirty, he's got a Tragic Backstory™️. I'm here for this soup boi whether he wants it or not

Sifuu: Two words: Bad. Ass. It's a crime that we can't romance her. I really want to ask her to be my Shepp, but I'm not sure it's a good fit

Tamala: I'm sorry, Tamala besties, but I just don't like her 😭 I really wanted to like her so bad, but her aggressive flirting paired with her unwillingness to consider me a friend/equal just rubs me the wrong way

Tish: Absolutely beautiful person. I want to be her bffl. That is all

Zeki: Crime Cat, my beloved. He is the most entertaining Shepp option (imo). He's got an eye patch, a gold tooth, and shady practices. I find him amusing. I want him to like me. Share his (dubiously acquired) riches with me. Please accept me into the black market. I won't tell, but I can't promise I'll participate (I probably will 👀)

[lovemyromance]

I was on reddit, and I feel like the mods are Biased towards gwynriel but also saw a post where the person said something about Azriel's heart glowing of Gwyn? and him thinking about her smile? and them claiming its canon, when did that happen? but I'm a little scared what if they don't happen? I love them too much, saw a lot of support for Gwyn and Azriel? I feel like if Elain and Azriel don't happen my heart will break. What is happening ?

I have literally no idea what's going on on Reddit, I've never been on that platform 🤷🏻‍♀️

But fear not, regardless of how loud Gwynriels are and how much they love to gaslight others and straight up distort the truth sometimes, Gwynriel is a made up ship. Elriel is actually on the page.

Azriel's heart does not glow for Gwyn. He did picture his re-gift bringing joy and a beautiful smile to Gwyn's face. Now, if you ONLY read that part, I could see why you could be led to believe Azriel might have feelings for Gwyn.

However, that's not how we read books is it? We don't swipe through individual discrete sentences like flashcards.

We read things in the context of a greater narrative. A lot of other things happened in that BC, and in ACOSF that makes it clear that it wasn't ROMANCE on Azriel's mind.

If Azriel hadn't just been fantasizing about Elain, and then continued to be in a bad mood even after solstice and changed nothing about his interaction with Gwyn (who he sees every day) - then maybe I'd be more open to thinking he had feelings for Gwyn.

He's not someone who switches up on LIs that fast. He pined over Mor for 500 years for gods sake.

I could see the argument that he would immediately fall for his mate, but WHERE IS THE PROOF THAT GWYN IS HIS MATE. The mating bond would've likely snapped for Azriel in Sangravah 2 years ago when Gwyn was in danger and about to be violated - but clearly it didn't.

That should've been enough to prove they're not mates.

But then again - as if to drill down that point - Gwyn is again put into grave danger when she gets taken for the BR. And Azriel wants to go save ERIS instead.

And people can argue blah blah Azriel admires Gwyn so he wasn't worried - nope. That's not how a mate reacts when his mate is in grave danger.

See: Cassian.

Cassian also admires and respects Nesta's abilities. He also goes batshit crazy when Nesta got taken for the BR.

You also can't even say that Azriel is just calm. Because you know when he did show that batshit crazy same reaction?

When Elain was taken by Hybern.

Trust me, anon. Elriel is happening, whether they like it or not. Their theories and headcanons cannot change what is in the books. ELs ONLY have the mate thing, every other interaction of Elain & Lucien since ACOMAF is a NEGATIVE, a point against them.

Gwynriel has maybe like 3 interactions - and NONE of them are romantic. Not a blush here, no mention of Gwyn even receiving the necklace, no charged glances or touches.

They are desperately trying to turn a platonic friendship into something more - all because they

A) don't like Elain

B) Like Lucien more than they like Elain

C) Like Azriel but not Elain

What they don't seem to understand is that that no matter how hard they try to twist words and perform an honestly impressive level of mental gymnastics to invent this ship - it's not going to change what is in the books.

So rest easy, anon. Elriel will be endgame.

[fuckyeahdindjarin]

Frankie's bulge

The bulge that launched a thousand ships. Happy fucking Frankie Friday.

Yes, I'm going there. And you're going there with me. Inspired by this gif by Cristina @pedropascalsx and this discussion on Dave's bulge. This compilation is ridiculous but I have no shame 🤷🏻‍♀️

The first thing you should know is that Frankie is the only one out of all the TF boys to wear light-coloured pants.

Because why would you on a mission where there's blood and mud aplenty? There’s only one reason - to make sure Frankie shows off his impressive bulge at every opportunity.

And so he does.

The original scene that spawned this monstrosity of a post. The bulge really pops when he has his knees bent, thighs straining against the trousers, and in position to pounce.

This is a great contrast shot. See how we can clearly discern Frankie's bulge just nudging against the zipper vs. none for Santi? Imagine what we would've missed if wardrobe went another way? Light 👏🏻 coloured 👏🏻 pants 👏🏻 ftw.

There’s no bulge sexier than one complemented by a precise, non-lethal gunshot.

Oh yes. Swing it, Frankie baby. Swing it.

Look at how the bulge is fighting against the confines of the seat of those pants.

One of my favourite shots of Frankie in the movie. Look at how still he is. It says so much about him. He's the quiet, assertive one who's the backbone of the team. That bulge just snugly nestled in those jeans also says a lot of other things about him.

Benny, get out of the freaking frame ffs. But by god, is Francisco having a good bulge day in this scene.

Oh yes, sir. Look at how the strobe lights illuminate that bulge. It’s party time alright.

Too much? I hope so, because Javier is next 👀

All gifs by me.

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[licncourt]

Do you think Louis is "good with emotions"? What I mean is is he consciously aware of how he feels about what's happening around him, does he have a handle on emotions or does he have.. Issues with translating what he's feeling, therefore he is oblivious to his own emotions. Does he fine tune emotions in a conscious funnel that gives the reader an impression that he's quite adept at being a person you can go to with your problems. Does this make sense? I guess what I'm asking is would he be the best friend you can count on to have a deep talk with or is Louis so repressed he needs to write out his thoughts in a journal before he can give advice. Does he give terrible advice. Would he make a good therapist? I think he's a bit too mentally lost himself to be the person to depend on for advice even though compared to Lestat he's more emotionally mature, but (I'm sorry this is so winded) is Louis aware of his emotions enough to make good life choices, and is Louis able to distinguish emotions or does he struggle with them enough to be that person everyone goes to for advice (hypothetically). I hope I'm making sense.. I'm not too keen on the side of fandom that leans on Louis being the "sane" one while Lestat is the "insane" one, but in my short time in this fandom, that's been my experience 🤷🏻‍♀️ Everyone wants to lean on Louis, and they want him to be the family friendly one. It doesn't give room for him to flesh himself out. Why does Lestat get all the fun stuff. Louis started the shenanigans and he is obviously very unhinged. I don't think it's fair is all. But please give me your thoughts on this very long ask.

Oh God that's a hard question, but my answer is no, he isn't really. He's emotional but I wouldn't say he's good with those emotions or those of others (especially not those actually). In general he reminds me of when you meet a guy who sucks but they call themselves an empath.

Even Lestat says in one of the books that Louis is oblivious to the suffering of others in a lot of ways and I think that's true. He sees human misery when it supports his internal beliefs because he's actively looking for it, but he's not in tune with people in general, especially not when other people's feelings contradict his world view (ie owning slaves while acting like he's some kind of hero for the downtrodden because he eats rats).

I think the fact that he feels his own emotions so intensely is part of what makes him so selfish. He's incredibly caught up in what HE'S feeling, so the inner world of someone else is not really being considered, nor would it occur to him to consider it. That happens a lot in IWTV where, at least the way Louis portrays it, the only explanations he can come up with for Lestat's behavior are that he's stupid or he just has a bad personality.

There's always the implication that their relationship was deeper than Louis made it seem, but I also don't think he was interested in exploring Lestat's deeper motives for his behavior. He got his feelings hurt and therefore whatever Lestat had going on was irrelevant to him. There was no effort to understand and empathize when it was hard and he faced resistantance.

At the very least, be seems to be hellbent on strong-arming his own emotions to suit his will. He's very externally adamant about his chosen narrative, but he spends enough time just Having Feelings that at least deep down, he knows for himself what the truth is most of the time when it comes to his inner thoughts unless he's in true denial. He just chooses to be stubborn and force his way through life ignoring those feelings if he thinks they shouldn't be that way.

His thoughtfulness and how carefully he chooses his words does give the impression of some kind of emotional intelligence, but I think a lot of that is artificial, like when he's talking in IWTV about how his objections to killing are about the principle and the aesthetics. There's a lot of convoluted thinking and justifications, but not much consistent or reasonable logic to suggest that he's tapped into something grounded and honest within himself or the world.

Another indicator of whatever emotional imbalance he has is the way he cycles between being so rigidly repressed and then snapping. That's not the hallmark of someone who's processed or is capable of coping with any hard feelings, much like an addict who never gets treatment but manages to white knuckle their way through stretches of time before losing control again.

I suppose he is more emotionally mature than Lestat in his ability to exercise restraint and be calculated (in good and bad ways), but that doesn't always translate to an emotionally intelligent mindset that influences larger choices or patterns. No matter how good he is at it, his semi-frequent, massive lapses in judgement and self control kind of negate how helpful those skills can be.

This comes across in subtler ways too. He was more the family man than Lestat, but rather than responsibly parent Claudia through her adult challenges, he allowed and fostered an emotionally incestuous dynamic that was incredibly toxic for both of them. Other times he played calm and collected in the face of Lestat's outbursts, but he didn't actually work to resolve anything, just to keep the upper hand through his performative apathy. It's all very surface level and hardly ever productive.

The one credit I'll genuinely give to him was his willingness to let Lestat get whatever all that was out of his system in the 90s and 00s. He was very patient and honest about his feelings and finally had enough softness and genuine care for Lestat that he was able to see objectively the pain, confusion, and trauma those behaviors were born from. It's definitely growth on Louis' end compared to IWTV so golf clap for that.

I will say though that I definitely think he's too self-absorbed and judgmental to make a great listener unless he REALLY cares about the person talking to him. If he thinks he could've handled whatever the problem is better, it's going to show it accidentally even if he's being polite. The truth is he would not have handled it better most likely. Differently maybe, but not better. You had a freakout? Well. He simply would have repressed those feelings and then acted like a bitch later over nothing.

[celiaelise]

I'm 9 episodes into season 5 of Elementary!

The costuming definitely HAS gotten better, though I still occasionally find Joan's outfits questionable. Like, all the jaunty little ties? They don't necessarily look bad, but i find them attention-grabbing in a way that seems at odds with her character. The time she wore what was basically a sexy boy scout uniform, complete with short-shorts, at the police station, surrounded by her male colleagues wearing normal suits? 😬

Also, I'm not sure I like that Sherlock's wardrobe also improved? Though i suppose one could argue that it's Joan's influence. But i thought the t shirt-and-blazer thing fit his character well.

I really like that Joan's abilities as a detective are always highlighted alongside Sherlock's! I like that Sherlock is well-established to be very emotion-driven, with him only acknowledging it some of the time. I like that there are very much people he does and doesn't like, sometimes for very petty reasons!

I liked getting to see him have disdain for his father in s4. That's just fun for me, idk. (I admit to also enjoying his disdain for Mycroft.) The "shadowy international crime syndicate" stretched my suspension of disbelief a bit lol, but it did work well for the story. (But, like...what do they even do?? Their aim is just, what? To kill people? Be evil? Those are not believable character motivations!)

I DON'T like that Sherlock dumped his autistic girlfriend!!! 😠 Honestly I wasn't even a huge fan of Fiona, (i didn't have anything against her, I was just kinda like, "mmm where are they going with this?") but it seemed kind of bogus that he was like, "oh it's not True Love since I don't talk to her about work." I especially thought it was bogus that Joan encouraged that line of thought, with, "well, either you're in love with her, or you're not 🤷🏻‍♀️" She was so excited when he first showed interest in Fiona! And since when is either detective such a staunch believer in ~True Love~?? 🙄 If anything, it seems healthy and positive that Sherlock, as obsessed with his work as he is, was willingly building a relationship that had nothing to do with it! If anything it should be GOOD that their relationship felt nothing like what he had with Irene!

I like the addition of Joan's sister, though it was a little contrived, and I was confused at first bc I thought Joan's biological father was white?? (I think I thought this bc I was under the impression that Lucy Liu was half white, but I can't remember why I thought that, so maybe I'm just wrong.) But I'm generally in favor of expanding Joan's circle, and adding women.

Obviously I wish the show wasn't so egregiously military-/copaganda 🙄 (but such is the burden of the detective show-enjoying leftist 😔) Also the writers' attempts to include cutting-edge topics definitely hasn't aged particularly well, imo. Like, can't we just solve a murder? Why does Boston Dynamics have to be here?

But, anyway. I'm still having a lot of fun!

[mrhowells]

Smallville 4x16

*this episode put me through it, also the character building for Lois is perfection (also, if you see any typos just close your eyes, it was late and I was emotional)*

Clark looks so suspicious😭😭 Jonathan too, the way he's eyeing that food lmaooooo

Please😭

"I'm willing to sleep in the barn." "No that's okay, Lois can sleep in the barn." LOL Clark

sass levels through the roof today for him

Look at how proud Lois is listing all of Lucy's achievements😭 She's the best wtf I love her

"Wow, that's impressive. What happened to Lois?"

He has the time of his life dragging her PLS

"You're gonna find that Clark's charm is an acquired taste, much like his sense of fashion." he had that coming

Lois said TRY ME BISH

pls even Lucy is noticing the tension😭

she wasn't playing with that shoulder punch💀

Yeah, Jason is not letting those stones go💀

I really feel for Lana, I feel like she just lives in constant fear bc there's always some weird shit happening around her

Lucy flirting with Clark, just pls no💀

"Lois I don't want you to get the wrong idea, but ever since Lucy came to town you've been grumpier than normal."

I love this whole conversation between them🥹

Also Clark making it so obvious he's an only child from a loving family, bless him

"You might be a little rough around the edges but as far as sisters go, Lucy could do a lot worse." EXACTLY

anyone who has Lois in their life won the lottery, not even an exaggeration she's the absolute best🤷🏻‍♀️

"I guess there was just a part of me that was always jealous she got out and I didn't."

LOIS BBY LET ME HUG YOU LET ME LOVE YOU

the way she's like 'oh fuck I was vulnerable, gotta blast🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️', same Lois, same

Clark looks so worried too😭

this is so wholesome🥹

I think those electric shocks left him with some permanent damage because Jason seems obsessed now👀

Okay let me rephrase, he doesn't just seem obsessed, he's completely unhinged. They fried his brain🤡

Clark is in disappointed dad mode again, he's so natural at it too😭

"You're not mom alright, so stop trying to be." That hurt me personally, goddamn

LMAOOOOO

also, is this the first episode where we see Lex and Lois in the same frame?👀

Lucy you snake

LOIS DON'T YOU EVER SAY OR THINK THAT

To everyone who contributed to her feeling this way, I just want to have a talk

This is breaking my heart, the world doesn't deserve her😭😭

Their dad really failed at parenting HARD

no because this hurts fr, I want to hug her so bad

she deserves to know that she's wanted and loved, SOMEBODY TELL HER

I can't get over the fact that she thinks that her life is less important than that of her sister

Clark defending Lois is something that can be so personal😭 (She deserves a good support system and friends who have her back idc)

I'm getting very emotional about this excuse me

You know I love a character when I need everyone else to love them too. Like I need every other character on this show to appreciate how amazing Lois is.

"I'm a product of my father's breeding. He needed an heir. But your parents chose you out of love."

No because that's so important and I think it explains why both Lex and Lois are so (for the lack of a better word) fascinated with the Kents.

(ok I paused the episode and wrote like 4 paragraphs of character analysis prompted by that quote but idk what to do with them and if they make any sense, maybe I'll make a separate post🤡)

I need you guys to understand how much it means to me that he really cares about Lois😭

Not even in any sort of romantic context, just that someone genuinely cares if she's okay or not because she's obviously never really had someone take care of her😭😭😭

I mean listen, good for Lionel that he's not an absolute monster anymore but he really needs to stay out of Lex's business💀💀

WAIT A MINUTE HOLD ON.

HOLD ONNNNNN

Did Lana vandalize her own apartment? Or did she just hide the stone and whoever searched for it didn't find it? In any case she's learning how to play the game, good for her😌😌

Okay, first of all: More reasons to love Lois, she's self-aware and she can admit when she's wrong about something. Seriously I love her.

Second: Again, they way she's ready to be kicked out of the farm for something that wasn't even her fault??? MR. SAM LANE, SAMMY, GENERAL LANE, I'D LIKE TO HAVE SOME WORDS WITH YOU. Seriously though, this speaks volumes about how she grew up and it breaks my heart.

Third: The way she tries to be so casual and 'Lois' when she says it, I have very similar defense mechanisms and again, it hurts my heart.

"Yeah... actually I came here to tell you we have food in the oven if you're hungry."

Lois learning what unconditional love looks like through the Kent family is the only thing that matters to me, actually

"You know, all these years I thought I had my sister pegged but... in reality? She's a complete stranger to me." "Even if that were true, I think that if she called you tomorrow you'd be there in a second to help her."

I CAN'T DO THIS RIGHT NOW, HE DOES KNOW HER😭

SHE KNOWS HIM TOO😭😭

"I guess that explains why we're friends." "Oh, we're friends now?" "Well, I mean, I won't tell anyone if you don't."

Yes you are and I'm so glad bc you're the most amazing people to ever exist😭

Clark deserves someone like Lois in his life and Lois deserves someone like Clark in her life, yes I'm on the verge of tears AND WHAT ABOUT IT

CHEMISTRYYYYY

shoulder punch my beloved🥹

CHEMISTRYYYYYY

do you think these people knew they just created perfection?😭

🎶now it all begins🎶

written in the stars and all that, I love my OTP

More importantly though, I love Lois Lane she's everything and she deserves all the love in the world.

[heda-heather]

I know the K***ners are problematic (to put it mildly), but I can't help but feel like J*sh isn't a whole villain here. His arrangement with Karlie has helped protect Taylor. It's mutually beneficial. Imagine how difficult family planning would have been if Karlie didn't have the appearance of a steady partner? Imagine both she and Taylor having to constantly switch out beards (it's bad enough that Taylor does that). I'm not saying he hasn't done shady things, but I like that Karlie seems comfortable around him and that he's been a stable cover for her for so many years. At the very least, his face doesn't bother me as much as Killa Trav's does.

That said, I know so little about so many things related to his family. What are your thoughts?

I go back and forth on this. I don’t really know. His family sucks. I’ve seen rumors his brother is a literal pedophile. Being connected to Trump is also terrible. The business side of things is shady. It all adds up to… at the very least, him looking the other way on bad behavior, regardless of whether he’s a nice person or not.

But at the same time, I agree with some of your points. Sometimes, I wonder if he’s just a sad little gay man who chose money over truth out of fear. I think he might be a little weak backboned and Karlie has helped give him a leg to stand on. Like, “Oh you think I’m the weak one? Look at this gorgeous, kind, confident, smart woman I have as my partner.”

I don’t know. Sometimes I think he really is just Karlie’s best friend. And has been there for her through this, as much as she has for him. I’ve gotten the impression that Karlie isn’t much of an actress. She trips over words when she’s nervous, which makes me think she has to feel some level of comfort with him to play this up for so long.

And then he does shit like posts Karlie as Dorothy and posts giant portraits of rainbows in his office… and I’m like… hmmm maybe he really is helping them out?

But I also believe there are definitely some sketchy people who have been messing with Taylor behind the scenes. Who knows if we’ll ever find out who it is. Who knows if his name or other family members will come up.

At the end of the day, I don’t know. 🤷🏻‍♀️ I just wish Tay and Kar could be free to be themselves. I miss seeing them together.

They create something quite magical when in the same room together.

[lovemyromance]

Hi! 💖

I’m so sorry for my English, isn’t my first language. That makes me feel very shy about send this. *in panic*

I recently learning your post about Lucien and Vassa I’m curious about that too.

That’s is something I was questioning about the mating bond of Lucien and Elain. Supposedly the “mate” goes crazy if the other person is involved in danger.

Maybe Lucien had the option to push the mission to find Vassa aside and say "sh*t, my mate is in danger Im taking back to save her, f*ck this mission" (like the reaction from Cassian to Nesta when she was take to BR). But he continued in the same position to find Vassa.

That’s makes me think like “oh, something is going wrong in this mate bond”. The reaction of Azriel for find Elain, was very impressive because the curious question is “why him and not Lucien?” I’m really curious what feel Azriel when Elain was kidnapped and why was furious to get it back.

I can’t stop thinking about this scene. ❤️‍🔥

PD. Thank you if you responding this humble person 🧍🏻‍♀️ who loves all your post. ✨

Hiii! I have been on vacation for like two weeks now and just getting around to answering all these asks but ahhh thank you so much! Your English is great and happy to welcome you to the fandom!

I think you definitely make a great point about Lucien. I have always wondered why SJM gave such a big scene of Elain's rescue to Azriel, not her mate.

The point is Lucien was not there. SJM wrote him to be across the continent. Yes he was helping them, but that's his mate (like you pointed out)! He should absolutely be having a much bigger reaction if his mate was taken.

We know he can feel the bond. He tugged on it in ACOWAR when he was trying to figure out what was wrong with Elain.

Elain was chained up with the magic-nullifying chains. We know from ACOMAF, these chains can even silence a mating bond (as Feyre couldn't feel Rhys anymore when he was chained up). It made Feyre go into a desperate hunt to get her mate back and we know it's worse for the males.

So given this, I think we can make the assumption that Lucien had to have known when Elain was in danger. Or he had to have known something was wrong at least, when the bond between them went silent. It's not like going across the continent changes the strength of the bond or how he feels it ... it's not like cell reception 😭

Also another reminder - Lucien CAN WINNOW! Not very well lmao, but he CAN. He also knew exactly where this war was happening, where their camp was - because he literally showed up the next day!! He had the address!

Anyways, what I'm trying to prove is that Lucien likely realized Elain was in danger and he knew where the war was happening... and he still didn't go to save her.

Aka: Lucien knew his mate was in danger, had the means to go there immediately (because he knows where to go and he has a way to get there), and still didn't go save her.

And yes, we can say SJM maybe just forgot. It could just be a plot hole. It could be that simple 🤷🏻‍♀️

But then I ask: If Elain was going to be rescued and Feyre was the narrator so she had to be involved somehow - Why even involve Azriel at all?

SJM could've had only Feyre rescue Elain. It would've been more impressive and painted Feyre as a much stronger, badass character actually.

But she purposefully brought in Azriel to save Elain. Why? Why why why?

He's not her mate. He's not even her boyfriend or her friend at that point. Why did SJM bring Azriel in? Rhys could've gone with Feyre if she even needed backup?

The point is: SJM wrote Lucien to be off with Vassa and she wrote Azriel to be the one to rescue Elain. In a very romantic scene. That took up 1-3 chapters in ACOWAR.

I think that in itself is very telling.

Lucien clearly does not act like a normal male with a mating bond. Azriel has shown more mate behavior for Elain than Lucien has at this point. I genuinely think there might be something wrong with the bond that Elain & Lucien have.

It's just not presented the same way as any other mating bond that has been described to us so far in the series. It is described as uncomfortable and awkward - not the way we've seen the mating bond being described as before.

I would prefer if Elriel ended up choosing each other despite a mating bond - but there are too many signs of something being off with the Elucien bond to ignore.

[coralie-silverthorn]

First Encounter

Holy hell I'm going to be sick and throw up. I don't know what I'm doing but here's what I wrote... quasi wrote? IDK... brain is dead now. Is this a... Blurb..? Drabble? Idk. 🤷🏻‍♀️

For some reason I really wanted Andrew Larson involved... So here we are.

This is my first foray into writing and actually sharing... what has this fandom done to me??? 😱☠️ I'm still figuring out my style so bear with me as I learn.

As always, please be kind. Share feedback.

After some decent sleep, I read through this and it's absolute trash. I will rewrite and probably delete this once it's been rewritten.

Andrew Larson sighed as he entered the grand ballroom of the Raffolo estate. The extravagant party was in full swing, but he couldn't summon any enthusiasm for the lavish affair. The only reason he was here was because his parents, eager to maintain their standing among their high-ranking colleagues, had forced him to attend. “It’ll be fun!” They said, “You can make friends there Drewbie,” his mother had cooed. “Maybe even find a nice girl to marry one day!” His father winked at him playfully.

As Andrew made his way through the crowd, his eyes scanned the room, taking in the opulent surroundings and the elegantly dressed guests. He felt like an outsider in this world of prestige and political maneuvering. The air was filled with animated conversations, the clinking of glasses, and the enchanting melodies of the orchestra. It was all so overwhelming.

Suddenly, the host, Mr. Raffolo, took the stage, capturing the attention of the room. Andrew's gaze turned towards him, his mind drifting as Mr. Raffolo delivered his speech. However, his attention was abruptly brought back to the present when Mr. Raffolo introduced someone of great importance to him.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce my favorite niece, Coralie Silverthorn!" Mr. Raffolo's voice boomed through the ballroom, accompanied by the resounding applause of the guests.

Andrew's curiosity was piqued as his eyes fell upon the captivating figure that entered the ballroom. He couldn't help but notice the graceful sway of her long, straight black hair, the intensity in her mahogany eyes as they scanned the room, Coralie Silverthorn, with her striking features, exuded an air of elegance and mystery. She was accompanied by a handsome escort, someone Andrew vaguely recognized as Alfie. Their paths had crossed before, though the circumstances eluded his memory. There had been fleeting encounters, brief interactions that left Andrew with a sense of familiarity, but the specifics remained hidden in the recesses of his mind. He couldn't recall how he knew Alfie.

As he observed Coralie and her escort, Andrew couldn't help but wonder about their relationship. They moved together with an ease and familiarity that suggested a deeper connection. Were they close confidants, bound by shared experiences? Or was their alliance more circumstantial, united for the purpose of attending this grand affair?

As Andrew's gaze lingered on Coralie and Alfie, he couldn't help but wonder about their relationship. Were they friends, relatives, or something more? The questions swirled in Andrew's mind, adding an extra layer of intrigue to Coralie's presence. He couldn't help but be drawn to her like a moth to a flame. He watched as she moved through the crowd, navigating the room with an effortless grace, leaving an impression on those she encountered.

Caught in the whirlwind of the crowded ballroom, Andrew found himself inching his way toward Coralie.With each step, his heartbeat quickened, anticipation mingling with a hint of nervousness.There was an undeniable appeal about her, a combination of beauty, poise, and an aura that intrigued him. 

Summoning his courage, Andrew approached Coralie, a hint of nervousness mingling with his curiosity. He hoped to catch her attention and engage in a conversation, even if just for a brief moment. But the presence of her escort, Alfie, made him hesitate. Would it be too forward to approach her with someone by her side? 

Nonetheless, Andrew found himself inching closer, his steps guided by a mixture of bravery and curiosity. He admired the way Coralie effortlessly navigated the social dynamics of the party, her warm smiles and gracious demeanor captivating those around her. Finally reaching Coralie and Alfie, Andrew offered a polite smile. "Good evening. I couldn't help but overhear Mr. Raffolo's introduction.” 

Coralie, gracious and composed, returned his smile. "Thank you. It's a pleasure to meet you too."

She smiled at him and he couldn’t even remember what left his mouth after he said good evening. Did he even introduce himself to her? Ah, well shit. He thought.

Andrew found himself drawn into their conversation, his curiosity urging him to learn more about Coralie. They exchanged pleasantries, discussing the festivities and the enchanting atmosphere. As they spoke, Andrew couldn't help but be captivated by Coralie's wit and intelligence, her every word leaving an impression on him.

Meanwhile, Alfie observed their interaction, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his lips. He excused himself, giving Andrew and Coralie a moment to engage in conversation without his presence.

As the evening unfolded, Andrew and Coralie continued to converse, their discussions ranging from their shared interests to the enchanting ambiance of the ballroom. Andrew found himself entranced by Coralie's presence, her intelligence and charm leaving him eager to learn more about her.

Through their conversation, Andrew discovered a shared passion for intellectual pursuits and a desire to make a lasting impact in the wizarding world

The remainder of the evening, Andrew found himself stealing glances in Coralie's direction after they parted ways. He was captivated by her. As the night wore on, Andrew's initial reluctance to attend the party faded, replaced by a growing curiosity and a desire to spend more time with Coralie Silverthorn.

Their brief conversation had left an indelible impression on Andrew, and he couldn't shake the feeling that there was much more to discover about Coralie. He wanted to know about her aspirations, her dreams, and the experiences that had shaped her into the captivating person she was.

While his mind buzzed with questions, Andrew's gaze wandered towards Alfie, who now stood a short distance away, observing their interaction with a knowing smile. 

With Coralie excusing herself to continue mingling with the guests, he approached Alfie, who greeted him with a friendly nod. "Alfie, isn't it? We've crossed paths before, haven't we?"

Alfie's smile widened, as if he had been expecting this moment. "Indeed, we have, Andrew. It seems fate has brought us together once again."

Curiosity burning within him, Andrew leaned in slightly, his voice lowered so he wouldn't embarrass himself for being unable to recall their connection. "I can't seem to recall the specifics of our previous encounters. Could you enlighten me?"

Alfie's eyes twinkled with mischief as he spoke, his voice filled with amusement. "Ah, that could be because we're both students at Hogwarts, my friend. You see, I am a seventh-year student there."

A wave of realization washed over Andrew as he processed Alfie's words. The missing fragments of memory began to fall into place, connecting the dots of their shared history. Alfie's presence at Hogwarts explained their past encounters, but the exact nature of their connection still eluded him.

Andrew couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment for not remembering, and he wondered how Alfie had become familiar with him. Sensing his curiosity, Alfie's grin widened mischievously.

"Ah, dear Andrew, I must confess that our paths have crossed in the most unexpected way," Alfie said, his voice teasing. "You see, my friend, it is your many admirers that have allowed me to become acquainted with you. I often hear their squeals and giddy conversations in the common room."

Andrew's cheeks flushed with a mix of surprise and slight embarrassment. He hadn't realized that he had garnered such attention among his fellow students, let alone female attention. It was surprising revelation, and he couldn't help but wonder how Alfie fit into the picture.

Alfie chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Don't worry, Andrew. Your admirers have provided me with a front-row seat to witness your escapades and adventures. We may not have interacted directly, but your presence has been felt through the echoes of their stories."

As Andrew absorbed Alfie's words, he couldn't deny the growing sense of familiarity that now enveloped them. Despite their indirect connection, a certain camaraderie sparked to life in that moment, as if they shared a deeper understanding that extended beyond their initial encounter at the party.

Andrew's gaze shifted back to where Coralie stood, engrossed in conversation with another guest. The magnetic pull he felt towards her remained strong, and now, armed with a newfound curiosity and intrigue, he was even more determined to unravel the mystery that is Coralie Silverthorn.

As the evening drew to a close, Andrew bid Alfie farewell, grateful for his newfound understanding of their shared connection as fellow students at Hogwarts and  their conversation lingering in his mind.The party may have been an obligation, but it had sparked a flame of curiosity within him, igniting a desire to delve deeper into the enigmatic lady he knew as Coralie Silverthorn.

[whenshesayshush]

hiya, this is your secret santa in your inbox to tell you how much they appreciate your answer

the powerpoint is hilariously good and very helpful in fact i couldn't ask for more

but let us add a few things to the character study of our beloved riven? it's okay if you don't have an answer for all the questions

so tell me what songs do you think he likes to listen to? movies to watch? what's his sign of the zodiac? his favorite color? any other headcanons about his personality that you have?

I appreciate you too, dear Santa! You're certainly making me work for my gift, but I'm enjoying it immensely! Let's deep-dive:

1. Music Fear not, I'm not showing up empty-handed for this answer either! Here's some songs I think he would listen to:

(I had a little help with this from someone I don't *think* is my HEX Santa, but if it is you, you've truly played this so masterfully I can't even complain🤷🏻‍♀️)

2. Movies I'm not a big movie person, but my gut feeling is pretty good on the Christopher Nolan filmography and classic (bad) horror movies for him.

3. Zodiac sign The OG Winx wiki has his birthday down for October 15th, and I've stuck with that in my headcanon, so that would make him a Libra. To check whether I'm on board with this, I turned to the most trustworthy of sources: Cosmopolitan UK🔥 Let me pick and choose a few quotes:

"Librans are the slick, smart, charmers of the zodiac."

"You can find them lounging and flirting anywhere - being the centre of attention"

"sometimes they may not even really know their own mind"

"Getting all up in other people’s business is catnip. Especially when there’s a *thorny issue* to be unpicked and unravelled and sorted out."

"Right here, right now, the easiest way to impress/humour/cajole the person in front of them is to drop a juicy gossip-bomb. So that is what they do."

"They're often biased in their own favour. So, when they’re carefully, painstakingly explaining why they should take the bigger room, in their own mind, it DOES make sense. To everyone else? Nope."

"It KILLS Libra to fully, 100% commit to something if there’s more than one option - even if it’s something as innocuous as a milkshake flavour."

"They like to do everything with someone by their side, and ideally that someone is an object of affection."

"Verbal romantic jousting is where it’s AT."

Yeah, okay, no notes. Libra it is!

4. Favorite color Black. Followed by gray (morally, preferably😏) and then green ('cause tragic botany nerd in disguise).

5. Other headcanons I have a lot, so I think it depends a little on in what context you're looking for headcanons - and I realize you might not be able to tell me that! Some random stuff then: I think physical touch and words of affirmation are his love languages. This also tracks with the OG Winx backstory that I stick with that his mother left him when he was very young, so it's not something he's gotten heaps of in the past. And this last one is basically canon but Riven is ambidextrous - hence the dual swords.

Again, hope this helps, and if you need me to be more specific, let me know!

[zanyana626]

Alright, so here's my thoughts on the new Helluva Boss episode! 😈🤠❄️

Everything’s tagged as #hb spoilers for those who haven't seen it yet!

Stolas & Stella confronting each other be like:

Ice King Andrealphus being the third fucking wheel, questioning why he even showed up, but staying for the literal tea

Stolas & Stella obviously hated each other from the get go, so yeah, he didn't betray no one (except maybe his daughter's trust)

COWBOY DADDY STRIKER STRIKES BACK!!! Still sad that Norman Reedus didn't return to voice him, but I kinda already had a feeling that he wouldn't return cuz 1) We didn't get to hear Striker in the S2 Trailer & I think it was confirmed that most of the cast had finished recording their lines for this season over a year ago and 2) It's understandable bc he's a busy man in the acting industry!

And besides, Ed's an awesome VA (especially with all the characters he's voiced so far in the Hellaverse), so I didn't really mind the recast!

"Um... sexy?" Yep, Stolas & the I.M.P crew know what's up! 😉

Wonder what other kinds of Blessed items/weapons exist! I want more lore content!!!

Not bad for an M&M themed episode!

Mixed thoughts on the Blitzø & Loona B-plot of the episode! The Sloth Ring making these two wait 5 years for a rabies shot appointment & the dumbass staff not getting "Bingo & Tuna's" names right was funny tho!

Also, fuck off Fish Karen! It's Hell, no one gives a shit and yet, you're fine with your illegitimate son insulting Blitzø to his face!

"How does one get their own theme song?" Striker unwillingly getting his own theme song was gold! It gave me "Gaston's Song" vibes and I love it!!! 👏🏼

Moxxie finally fighting his own battles (even if it's for something as simple as a hat), good for him!

So there are tinier Imps in Hell, now? Again, lore content pls!!!!

Striker's little bat-cave: "I'm just impressed you seem to want to suck your own dick so badly", 'nuff said! 🤣

The parallels of Stolas "messing around" with Striker while being held hostage, to the time Blitzø & Moxxie fucked with the government agents in "Truth Seekers" was good too! 👌🏼

Hope we get to see a Striker backstory cuz he reeeeally has some sort of grudge towards the Goetia family or any of the higher ranked demons! Wonder if Paimon had anything to do with that?

"Prepare for trouble & make it double!" Stella & Andrealphus's dynamic was funny, but slightly creepy (mostly on Andre's side towards his sister)

LEAVE MAH CHILD VIA OUTTA THIS!!!! Like she hasn't had enough shit to deal with already!

M&M HUNGRY FOR A LI'L PAYBACK!!!!

They said, no Country music for a battle theme, only Pop music!

The fight scene mixed with Loona fighting back at her shot appointment was funny!

Angel Dust vs. Sir Pentious callback?? Moxxie's definitely been taking notes from the spider boi!

We still haven't seen the last of Cowboy Daddy Striker!

Poor Loony, getting a "cone of shame". At least she got a lollipop for being a "good patient"? 🤷🏻‍♀️

HOW TF DID THE MEDIA FIND OUT ABOUT STOLAS GETTING ATTACKED & NEARLY KILLED???

"...He can get hurt?" Yes, Blitzø! He may be a royal demon w/phenomenal cosmic powers, but he's just as fragile and hurting on the inside, just like me & you bud (and holy weapons don't help with that fact either)!

Had to pause to look at the Stolitz texts: so they have brought up the Ozzie's incident, but apparently haven't ACTUALLY talked about it face-to-face! At least Stolas is trying to work something out & give Blitzø some space!

BLITZØ, YOU BETTER GO VISIT YOUR MAN IN THE HOSPITAL, OR SO HELP ME…!!!!!

One thing that bugged me the most is Loona not getting any lines in this episode, yet Erica still got credited?

The last episode was understandable bc Loona appeared for a few seconds in the beggining & end. But they could've at least given Loona a few lines this time around, especially given the fact that she was freaking out & didn't wanna get the shot!

Overall not exactly the best episode, but it was still alright (I just mostly missed my cowboy daddy, ok?) Hopefully, the next episode does better!!!