#Im also so thankful for my bf he didn’t had to do any of that but he did. it was a small gesture but it meant a lot

[sunnybergamota]

Yesterday was thought. Organizing an event it’s so fucking complicated and I wasn’t even a high rank member, I was just receiving guests and moving tables around. It was really fun and such an unique experience but also so stressing and overwhelming im happy it will be an once in a life time event lol

[tiredsadpeach]

I’m so lost lol

[snowysosturn]

Speeding Car - Matt Sturniolo Part 21

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29

Pairing : y/n x Matt Sturniolo

Summary : After six years with your boyfriend Alex, you start to mentally check out. At a UCLA party, Alex reconnects with his childhood friend Emily, who proposes a double date with her boyfriend Matt. Your attraction to Matt grows as he pays you the first real attention you've had in years, sparking a complicated emotional journey.

Warnings : THESE WARNINGS WILL GIVE SPOILERS!!!! MDNI, angst, tension, anxiety, mentions of car accident/reader in accident, aftermath of accident, trauma as a result of accident, memory loss, mentions of cheating

Finally get to tell you where the inspo for this fic came from now that it won’t give away any spoilers. (all my Irish girlies stand up 🫡) I’d fully forgotten about this song this song until July, and when I listened to it it sparked the little ideas for me, and that’s how I came up with the main plot <3 I've been going through a break up (which was nearly a 10 year relationship) during the time of writing this so ive poured my heart and souuuuul into this ( i also want to note no themes of the story relate to me maybe only mentally clocking out bc of a bare minimum bf, do not fucking cheat on anyone) . this fic has been my baby and im so thankful to anyone who has read so far <3 p.s if you ever go back and reread this you’ll notice the little pieces of lyrics here and there lol

The world came back to me in fragments - blurred lights, muffled sounds, and an overwhelming sense of disorientation. As I fluttered my eyes open, the harsh brightness of the room made me wince. My head pounded with a dull ache, and my body felt heavy, as if it wasn’t quite mine.

I slowly turned my head to the right, trying to take in my surroundings, and there he was. The man I loved, sitting by my bedside. His face was a mixture of relief and something else, fear, maybe? His eyes met mine, and I felt a flicker of familiarity in the chaos of my mind.

“Alex..” I whispered, my voice weak and strained.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. Try not to move too much,” Alex said softly, his hand reaching up to gently stroke my face. His touch was warm, comforting, but something about the way he looked at me sent a ripple of unease through my chest.

“What happened?” I asked, my voice barely audible, as panic started to rise within me. My thoughts were jumbled, trying to piece together how I ended up here. The last thing I remembered was.. was.. I couldn’t even grasp it.

“You got into an accident” Alex explained, his voice steady, but I could see the worry etched into his features. “But you’re going to be okay. You just need to rest.”

An accident? My mind raced, and instinctively, I tried to move, only to be met with sharp pain that made me gasp. “What about my injuries? When can I skate again? I have qualifiers for the Olympics soon!” The words tumbled out of my mouth in a frantic rush, driven by a fear that I couldn’t quite place.

Alex’s face twisted in confusion, and he hesitated before answering. “Y/n.. you haven’t skated in years.”

His words hit me like a punch to the gut. I stared at him, my heart pounding in my chest, refusing to believe what he was saying. “What? No.. that’s not true. I.. I’ve been training. You know that.” My voice quivered with desperation.

Alex exchanged a worried glance with the nurse, then looked back at me, his expression pained. “Y/n, You stopped skating when I was a freshman.. I’m a junior now..”

His words echoed in my head, but they didn’t make any sense. UCLA? Sophomore year? It was as if he was speaking a different language. The last memory I had was waiting anxiously to see if he made the Bruins team, both of us so excited about the possibility of him making it big with football.

“No… no, that’s not right,” I muttered, shaking my head as if it would somehow clear the fog that clouded my thoughts. “Did you get onto the Bruins team?” I asked, clinging to the one thing that made sense to me.

“Y/n..” Alex’s voice was gentle, but it carried the weight of the truth I wasn’t ready to accept. 

The room spun around me, and I felt like I was being thrown into a different universe. Everything was wrong, nothing made sense. My heart raced, my breathing quickened, and I felt like I was drowning in confusion.

The female nurse stepped forward, her expression calm and professional. “Alex, could I speak with you outside for a moment?” she asked, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Alex squeezed my hand one last time before letting go, his eyes lingering on mine with a look that made my chest tighten. He nodded and followed the nurse out of the room, leaving me alone with the student nurse who had been quietly observing from the side.

I turned my head slightly to look at him, trying to ground myself in something familiar, something stable. “Can someone tell me how long I’ll have to be in here for?” I asked, my voice trembling.

The boy hesitated, looking a bit uncertain. “I’m not too sure, Y/n. We’ll have to wait for one of the staff to give us results first” he said, trying to sound reassuring as he reached out and cupped my hand with his two.

His gesture was kind, but it only added to my confusion. Why was he holding my hand like that? Was he one of those compassionate doctors who went the extra mile for their patients? My mind struggled to make sense of his actions.

“Can’t you ask someone since you work here?” I asked, hoping for some clarity.

He blinked at me, clearly taken aback. “Work here?”

Before I could respond, the door creaked open, and the female nurse re-entered the room, followed by Alex. There was a heaviness in the air, a sense of something unspoken. The nurse’s eyes met mine, and I could see the concern etched into her features.

“Ms. Y/l/n” she began, her voice gentle yet serious, “I need to explain something to you. After the accident, you sustained a significant concussion, which has led to a form of memory loss known as post-traumatic amnesia..”

“Amnesia?” I whispered, the word foreign and terrifying on my tongue. My gaze darted between her and Alex, hoping for someone to tell me this was all a mistake.

“Yes” she confirmed softly. “From what we can gather, you seem to have lost your recent memories from about two years ago onward. It’s possible that these memories will return with time, but for now, you’re not going to remember much.”

My world shattered with those words. Two years? How could two whole years of my life just be gone? My breath quickened, and the room began to feel smaller, more suffocating. I glanced at Alex, hoping to find some reassurance, but his expression only mirrored my panic.

“Two years?” I asked again, trying to wrap my mind around it. “What happened in those two years? I don’t remember any of it..” My voice trembled as I spoke, my heart sinking deeper into despair.

“That’s okay, Y/n” Alex said, stepping closer to me. “We’ll figure this out together, okay? I’ll help you remember.”

But something about the way he said it felt off. There was a tension in his voice that made me uneasy. I looked back at the boy who had been holding my hand, trying to place his face in the context of my life, but nothing came to mind.

“Who.. who are you?” I asked hesitantly, turning my attention to him. His expression faltered, a mixture of pain and something else flashing across his features.

“Y/n, it’s me.. Matt” he said, his voice tinged with a sorrow that cut through me like a knife.

I stared at him “I- I don't know who you are..” I didn’t recognize him. I didn’t remember anything about him. It was as if the two years that had vanished had taken him with them.

Before I could say anything else, the tension in the room exploded.

“Okay man I think it’s time you leave” Alex snapped, his eyes narrowing at Matt, his voice dripping with venom. “You have no right to be here, especially after what you did.”

“What I did?” Matt shot back, his voice rising with anger. “You’re the one who’s been sat here lying to her! You cheated on her, Alex! Don’t you dare act like you care about her now.”

The words hung in the air like a death sentence. My head spun, the room tilting as I tried to process what was happening. Cheated? Alex cheated on me?

“You’re full of shit, Matt” Alex retorted, stepping closer to him, their faces inches apart. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’ve been lying to her this entire time!” Matt shouted, his voice cracking with emotion. “You think I don’t know what you’ve done? You think she won’t find out? I won’t let you keep doing this to her.”

“Stop it!” I screamed, my voice cutting through their argument like a knife. Tears streamed down my face as the overwhelming stress consumed me. “Just stop! Both of you, get out! Get out!”

The room fell into a stunned silence. Both Matt and Alex turned to look at me, their expressions a mixture of shock and regret. But I couldn’t take it anymore. The confusion, this talk of betrayal, the loss of my memory - it was too much. I felt like I was drowning, and I needed them to leave before I lost myself completely.

“Please.. just leave.” I begged, my voice barely above a whisper, but firm in its resolve.

Matt’s face crumpled with pain, but he nodded slowly, backing away toward the door. Alex hesitated, his eyes pleading with me to understand, but I couldn’t even look at him.

One by one, they both left the room, the door closing behind them with a finality that left me feeling utterly alone. The silence that followed was deafening, the emptiness in my heart growing with every passing second.

I collapsed back onto the bed, my body trembling as I sobbed, the weight of everything too much to bear. Two years of my life, gone. The man I thought I loved and a stranger. The man who claimed to love me and a liar. The situation infront of me confused me as to which one was which. The memories I needed to make sense of it all, vanished.

I was lost in a world that no longer felt like my own.

Matt’s POV

I walked out of Y/n’s hospital room, the door clicking shut behind me like a hammer driving the final nail into a coffin. My heart pounded in my chest, the adrenaline from my argument with Alex still coursing through my veins, but it was nothing compared to the fiery dread settling in my stomach. Every word I’d said to her, every desperate attempt to break through her confusion, seemed to hang in the air like a suffocating fog.

I made my way to the waiting area, my feet heavy, my mind numb. The bright, white lights overhead did nothing to chase away the darkness consuming my thoughts. We approached the row of  cold plastic chairs and Alex sat down, his elbows resting on his knees, head buried in his hands. I could feel the tension radiating off him, but I was too consumed by my own torment to care.

I dropped into a chair two seats away from him, the hard plastic pressing against my back, and let my head fall into my hands. My thoughts spiraled, chaotic and disjointed, but always coming back to one image - the moment she was hit.

The screech of tires. The blinding headlights. The sickening thud as Y/n’s body crumpled under the car’s impact. I could still hear the scream that tore through me as I watched her fly through the air, time slowing to a crawl, helpless to stop it. It played over and over in my mind, each replay more gut wrenching than the last.

I should’ve been faster. I should’ve told her how I really felt. I should’ve… My fists clenched in my hair as I tried to choke down the guilt that threatened to swallow me whole.

What was I even doing on that balcony? Watching her run out of the house, pacing back and forth. I should’ve gone to her instead of just standing there like an idiot, too lost in my own confusion and pain to act. And then when I saw the car coming down the hill, everything in me froze.

"Y/n, get off the road!!" I had shouted, but my voice felt so small, so powerless against the force of what was about to happen. But it's too late.

In a split second, the beam of headlights blinds her. The screeching of tires fills the air as the car tries to stop, but the impact is inevitable. I watch in horror as the car strikes Y/n. The sound of the collision is deafening, and time seems to slow down.

She’s thrown backward, landing hard on the pavement. I can’t breathe, my legs feel like jelly as I race down the stairs, stumbling and pushing through the crowd.

When I finally reach her, my heart is pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short, panicked bursts. I kneel beside her, tears streaming down my face as I try to make sense of the horrific scene before me.

Y/n lies on the ground, her face contorted in pain, her body unmoving. The car speeds away into the night, leaving behind a scene of devastation. The people around us have began to scatter, some calling for an ambulance, others standing in shocked silence.

I gently cradle Y/n's head in my lap, my hands shaking uncontrollably. "Y/n, stay with me," I pleaded, my voice choking with emotion. "Please, stay with me."

She blinks slowly, her eyes meeting mine with a look of pain and resignation. I can see the life fading from her, and it feels like my world is collapsing around me.

The sound of sirens grows louder, and I can hear the distant honking of emergency vehicles approaching. I try to stay strong for her, to keep her conscious until help arrives, but my heart is breaking.

"I’m so sorry," I whisper, tears falling freely. "I’m so sorry for everything."

As the ambulance pulls up, paramedics rush to our side, taking over the situation with practiced efficiency. I’m left standing on the sidelines, my heart shattered as I watch them work to save her. I know that nothing will ever be the same again, and the weight of what just happened is almost too much to bear.

Now she was in that hospital bed, her memories shattered along with my heart. She didn’t even recognize me. My face, my voice - nothing. I was just a stranger to her now, a distant memory from a life she couldn’t even recall.

And then there was Alex. The guy she “loved”, the guy who’d betrayed her. He sat there just a few feet away, but it felt like a canyon stretched between us.  I knew he was going to see this as an opportunity to weasel his way back into her life. She didn't remember any of it, him cheating, the way he treated her like an option. And now this was his free pass, to get her back like nothing had ever happened. I wanted to punch him, to scream at him for all the lies he’d fed her, for making this even more unbearable than it already was. But what good would that do? None of it would bring her memories back. None of it would undo the damage that had been done.

I glanced sideways at Alex. He was still in the same position, as if he were trapped in his own private hell. Good. He deserved it. But the satisfaction was fleeting, replaced quickly by a wave of exhaustion and despair.

All I could do was sit there, replaying the accident in my head, the look of panic in Y/n’s eyes as she realized what was happening, the way everything went silent just before impact. It was a moment I knew would haunt me for the rest of my life, one that no amount of apologies or explanations could ever make right.

All I wanted was for her to be okay, to wake up and remember me, remember us. But even that hope felt distant now, buried under the weight of the reality we were in.

I let out a shuddering breath, forcing myself to look away from Alex and focus on the dull hum of the hospital around us. Waiting, that’s all we could do now. Wait and hope for a miracle that seemed less likely with each passing second.

The door in front of us opened, and in came Nick, Madi, Chris & Emily. I had gone to the hospital with Y/n in the ambulance, and the paramedics contacted Alex as he was still down as Y/n’s emergency contact. The news of what happened tore through the party fast, but getting out of the place was hard to do so with the amount of emergency services on scene. 

“God Matt is she okay?” Nick asks frantically. 

“She’s awake Nick.. she’ll be okay.. But she doesn’t remember anything.” 

“Oh thank god she's okay, maybe it’s for the best that she doesn't remember the accident happening.” Nick says, trying to make me feel better.

“No, Nick. She doesn’t remember anything. She doesn’t remember me, she won't remember you, she doesn’t have any memory of the last 2 years at all.” I said, tears outlining my eyes.

Nick stood there with a horrified expression on his face. “You love her don’t you?” Nick whispers, so low that only us can hear.

“More than anything Nick, more than anything I know.”

 “Do you think I could go in and see her?” Nick questions.

“If you want, but she’s stressed out at the minute.. Just try your best not to make anything worse.” I say, as Nick nods at me, getting up to gently knock on the door to Y/n’s room.

I take my eyes off Nick and lock eyes with Emily.

“Can we go outside for a minute for some air?” I asked her, knowing I'm about to have a conversation that I should’ve handled differently nights ago.

a/n: sorry.. again..

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[staycait]

HAII sorry I'm not good at explaining but could you do enemy scaramouche x reader where reader was just talking to a boy classmate of hers and scara got jealous so he fucks reader in the schools bathroom ?? SORRY IF IT SOUNDS WEIFD :33 (handcuffs + vibrators if you want to)

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⊹ 　 ﹒ 　 ❝ 　pretend enemy ! ⠀⊹⠀˚⠀ ౨ৎ

𝜗𝜚 ┈ modern!au!scara x fem!readerㅤ ✦

𝐈. ──ㅤ you talk to your guy classmate to ask questions about the project you and him are doing, not noticing the fact that scaramouche was watching you two, until he pointed it. you shrugged and told him not to think too much about it. but should you really be underestimating your enemy’s jealousy.. ?

𝐈𝐈. ──ㅤ mentions of overstimulation , cream pie , raw sex , handcuffs (fluffy ones) , sex toys , some degradation , && praise .

𝐈𝐈𝐈. ──ㅤ nsfw , smut , english is not my first language, please forgive me , not proofread !!

﹒ thoughts ; HELLO STAR ANONN!!! (Is it ok to call u that?) Thank you so much for requesting 😭😭💕💕 I didn’t have any motivation and I didn’t have ideas either. HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS!! :D so sorry this was late btw 😔😔 BTW THIS IS STRAIGHT UP PORN LIKE FIRST SENTENCE BOOM BOOM POWW jk

ALSO IM SO SORRY THIS SUCKS SO BADDDDDDIDDHHSJW BF

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How could things lead to this? You were only talking to a guy classmate for a project, what was so wrong with that?

You tried to grasp on anything you could, the bathroom stall handle maybe, never mind. You had cuffs on. What the fuck has possessed Scaramouche to do this anyway?

This isn’t fair, the fact you were the only one drowning in absolute pain and pleasure while he was taking joy at how you reacted to his touch.

God, his dick was hitting spots inside you that made stars burst behind your eyelids. The way he pounded into you just felt so good that it hurt.

You were sobbing and drooling, where had your clothes done? You didn’t know, and you didn’t care either. His cock was flooding your mind.

How was he hitting inside you so fucking deep? So rough and quick at the same time as well. This should be illegal, you thought.

Where did he get handcuffs? The fur around it was your favorite color too. How did he even manage to bring a clit sucker and a dildo to your college?

You wanted to claw on him, dig your nails into his back and shoulders. He had you wrapped around his finger. You were against the bathroom stall door with your legs wrapped around his waist, he could reach deep inside you, and he knew you wouldn’t complain.

“P-Please.. Can’t take it.. Anymore..!” You manage to mumble out.

“Maybe don’t talk to other guys next time.”

You whine, throwing your head back once he takes off the clit pincher and starts rubbing it.

“It was for the.. Project, damn it!”

“Too bad, so sad. Just keep on taking my cock like the good little slut that you are.”

You didn’t know if you wanted more or if you wanted him to slow down or stop fully.

You were forced to submit—force wasn’t necessarily needed, you’d submit anyway. You’ve forgotten how long you two were in the bathroom. Someone must’ve heard you two by now. Or earlier. Maybe a lot of people have already.

Despite the sounds of your lewd moans and skin slapping against skin being so loud, you could slightly hear it echoing around the bathroom, you hoped that no one heard you two, your dignity would be gone the moment anyone had stepped inside and heard you two.

“Please…” you sobbed.

“You’ll be fine, baby..” he cooed. “You’re about to cum, aren’t you?”

You hated his tone of voice, you hated that he was right even more.

“So fucking tight..” he chuckled.

He drove his cock deeper inside you, earning a loud moan from you. His movements were getting sloppy. So much for being cocky, he was cumming too anyway.

“I’ve to admit.. I hate seeing you with other guys.”

“H-Huh..?-“ Your own moan cut you off.

He leans against your ear to whisper, “I didn’t say anything.” This fucker.

You played along, you didn’t have any energy to say anything, you’d just be babbling incoherent, inaudible words. You tightly shut your eyes, you were so close. So, so, close.

“ ‘m so close..”

You felt the knot in your stomach getting tighter, and tighter. Until there was a ringing in your ears. A white noise.

You came, and you felt him cumming inside you as well.

You two stayed there for a good 3 minutes, maybe? Until he finally pulled out. White, thick liquid pouring out of you. And a string of cum connecting him and you together.

“You held up longer than I thought.”

You [playfully] hit him on the shoulder with the little strength you had left.

“What? It was a compliment.”

You rolled your eyes, but despite how you were acting, you let him clean you up and help you put your clothes back on.

You were pretty sure that he thinks you don’t know why he did this. You knew he was jealous.

You smiled unintentionally as you watched him put his pants back on. Maybe you were seeing him in a different light. :)

“Were you even.. Wearing a condom?”

“Hmm.. I wonder.”

As you were talking to your partner, the teacher walks up to the both of you with a sorry smile.

“Hello.. Sorry to interrupt, but [name], you have a new partner.” And come waves Scaramouche.

[simping4-2manyppl]

hiii !

So I had this request : 2008!bill kaulitz x singer!reader (the reader is like reallyyyy famous). Could you make a story abt their most iconic scandal please ? (I know my request doesn't have many details and isn't very clear but I have too many ideas, ily 💋)

Bill Kaulitz 🎤

Stalker

Ok so i didn’t understand this request too much but i had such an amazing person help me so 🤭 here it is 😜! @nyxwritesshit (the amazing helper!!)

For a few weeks you’ve been getting weird things getting sent to you, it had started when you went to collect your fan mail and as you were going through the stack you found a special letter that caught your eye.

You were a bit weirded out by it since the letter showed old pictures of you or just unflattering pictures of you. It would also consist of a piece of paper in the letter explaining in deep detail of all the terrible things that would be done to you, and saying things about bill. Obviously most fans werent happy about your relationship but you didnt care, you were happy with him. But the letters obviously scared you a bit, so you called your boyfriend and asked him if he wouldn’t mind staying over.

He didnt. So when he went over to your place he asked if everything was alright, as a good bf does, you showed him the letter with the pictures and the writing.

“Oh my god.. i dont even have those pictures of you!” He said, trying to lighten up the mood. You laughed and hit his shoulder, “im serious! This really freaks me out!” You said, sighing.

“I know, if you want ill stay over and be with you as much as i can.” He said putting the letter down and giving you a hug.

You hugged him back and smiled at him, “thank you.” You said, looking up at him. He leaned down and gave you a quick peck on your lips.

“You’re welcome pretty girl.” He said, smiling back at you.

It was now a couple days since you had told bill about the letter and hes been with you every second of every day, trying to make you feel safe.

You were grateful, of course, but the letters didnt stop. You were scared to go out but bill assured you that everything would be fine, and that he would be with you the entire time.

You smiled and nodded, “thank you my love, i appreciate you so much!” You said, giving him a big hug.

He smiled and hugged you back, “anything for you mein schatz.” He says giving you a small peck on your cheek.

“Alright lets go yeah?” he said, holding your hand as you walked out of your apartment building. Bills bodyguards behind you, causing you to relax a bit more, knowing you were safe.

Usually youd have fans surround your building so you were used to it but as you were walking you noticed someone jump at you, screaming your name.

You turned to look at them and saw them approaching you, with a scary look on their face.

They grabbed your free arm and pulled you, making you scream out as they dug their nails into your skin, “THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR STEALING MY BOYFRIEND!” They said, punching you. You punched them back and pushed them off of you.

Before you knew it, you saw bill jumping onto the person, catching them off guard, making them land onto the floor.

Bill pinning them down as the body guards pulled bill off them, then grabbing the person.

Your jaw dropped, not expecting any of this to happen. “Oh my god, bill are you okay?” You said immediately running to him and making sure he wasnt hurt.

“Im fine, are you?” He said with a worried look on his face, “im fine, you didnt have to do that for me..” you said placing your hand on his cheek, “Of course i did, i wasnt going to let them hurt you.” He said frowning.

“Its all over, lets call the police and get this over with.” You said hugging him. “Yeah..” he said.

After the police got there and took the person away you went back with bill, thanking him non stop, which he just laughed at and said your welcome.

“Wow, i really need to get some bodyguards.” You said, letting out a small laugh, “yeah you do.” He said, also letting out a chuckle.

You smiled and hugged him, “you’re my hero, you know that?” You said, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He laughed and nodded, “just had to protect my beautiful girlfriend.” He said, smiling. You smiled back and leaned in, placing a small kiss on his lips.

“Ill forever be grateful for you meine liebe.” You said, giving him another soft kiss on the lips. He smirked and picked you up spinning you around, licking his teeth (how he does it in the gif!!) placing his lips onto yours.

Later on you found out the news got ahold of the situation, making it a big deal, and totally taking it out of context, but they usually did that, and you knew for future interviews they would ask what really happened so you knew you could speak out about it and explain what REALLY happened. But right now you were comfortable, cuddling with your bf, his head on your chest and you couldnt wish for anything better.

HEYY SO I HOPED MY POOKIES LIKED THIS, IDK THID REQUEST WAS A BIT CONFUSING BUT I TRIED MY BEST 💗💗 I HOPE U GUYS ENJOYED THIS ILY ALL SM 🤭🫶🏼

[1waveshortofashipwreck]

hey emily!! it’s me again lol. sorry for adding to your list of things to write!!

i was trying to think of some kind of one shot i’d like, and i remember that my friend and i were talking a bit ago and she said i kind of looked like Speirs, which at first i didn’t agree.. but now i can sorta see it?? we have mostly the same coloring except for the eyes. plus our noses are similar and our eyebrows. ANYWAY, it just gave me the idea of a one shot where i’m Speirs’ little sister and maybe i’m a nurse in easy company, but he’s a very ‘protective older brother’ type so none of the guys even want to cross that line. UNTIL winters (my bae 😔) and i develop feelings for each other and start to date and be all bf/gf in secret until Speirs finds out. And so then there might be some conflict there or maybe he’s fine cause it’s Dick, who knows?

But yes that’s just an idea that i’ve been thinking about for a bit, i don’t have a brother and have always wanted one, i think Speirs would be the perfect scary older brother lolol. anyways im super excited to see what you do with this!! thanks! <3

(p.s i emotionally cant handle bad endings so if there’s any way you could have it end well i would SUPER appreciate it!)

LARA NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR REQUESTING YOU'RE AN AMAZING HUMAN AND I LOVE YOU

also I didn't proofread this so apologies for any typos 🫠

Thank you so much for the request Lara! Hope you enjoy 🥰

Ron and the Unknown Soldier

Dick Winters x Speirs!Medic!Reader

1,190 words

The officers were having the time of their lives in the Eagle’s Nest, resting out in the sun with the best champagne available. Ron had other things on his mind, though. Someone was dating Easy Company’s medic, (y/n). Something like this would, typically, never cross his mind twice. However, this certain medic was Ron’s baby sister. He heard from Lieutenant Lipton that the medic was absolutely smitten with a boy in 2nd Battalion, and Ron could not help but be infuriated. He knows the boys, especially in Easy Company. They’re good soldiers, stellar soldiers, but Ron has seen how quickly they love and leave women - thinking about (y/n) falling for some lousy corporal who will leave as soon as the next girl comes his way lit an angry fire in Ron’s soul.

Ron remembered when Lipton first told him about the rumor - it was about a month ago, in Hagenau. That night, Ron showed up unannounced to (y/n)’s billet and knocked on the door. He noticed the sounds of hurried shuffling and hushed voices behind the door, his concern only growing. (y/n) finally opened the door, but just enough to stick her head out.

“Ron? What’re you doing here?”

“We need to talk.”

“Um…okay, let me put something on.”

She quickly shut the door and more shuffling and hushed voices ensued. Ron could barely make out “-leave now”, “I’ll see you tomorrow”, and “love you more.” Before Ron could run to the other side of the house to catch the boy in question, (y/n) opened the door back up, bathrobe wrapped around her.

“Come on in Ron, what's wrong?” She asked her older brother, closing the door and sitting beside him on the bed.

Ron folded his arms and looked at the floor - the situation had been buzzing in his head all day, but now that he was here to confront (y/n), he was quite unsure how to broach the topic. He took a breath before replying.

“I know you’re an adult and can make your own decisions, but I promised Mom and Dad I’d look out for you while we’re in Europe.” (y/n) nodded along, furrowing her brow in concern. “I heard a rumor that you’re… going with another soldier in the battalion, is that true?” (y/n)’s eyes grew wide before responding.

“I…umm… who told you that?”

“Lieutenant Lipton.”

(y/n) mumbled a swear under her breath - who the fuck told Lipton??

“Is it true (y/n)?”

The medic put her head in her hands - she didn’t want to lie to her brother, but she also wanted her boyfriend’s life to be spared.

“As you said, Ron, I’m a grown-up and I can make my own decisions.”

That was all the confirmation Ron needed. He took a sharp inhale and began pacing the small room.

“Who is he!?”

“I’m not telling you, Ron!”

“WHO. IS. HE.” Ron glared at (y/n) more intensely than ever, his hands on his hips and chest heaving in rage.

“Ron he’s a good man! He’s kind, caring, attentive, supportive-”

“He acts like that now, but just like any other enlisted boy he’s going to leave you high and dry, and when that happens I’m going to ki-”

“Ron, it’s not like that, I promise,” (y/n) looked up at her brother sincerely. She wasn’t lying, he wasn’t like the other enlistees - he was an officer. “Look, I know you’re just trying to protect me, but I really like him and will keep seeing him. If he does anything, though, you know you’re the first person I’m coming to.” The girl got up and stood before her brother with a warm smile and arms outstretched. The captain took a deep breath before nodding in understanding and accepting his sister’s hug. Ron held her tight in his arms and kissed the top of her head, silently plotting how to take care of this mysterious soldier.

Ron was pulled from his thoughts when he heard Dick’s voice calling to him. The officer sat up in his seat on Nixon’s chair, noticing Lipton and (y/n) trailing behind Major Winters.

“Hey Adolf! Love your Eagle’s Nest!” Harry Welsh greeted Winters and his companions. Dick smiled at Harry and turned to a paper in his hand, reading out that the German army had surrendered - the war in Europe was over. While the officers were processing the information, Dick pointed a finger at Speirs.

“Ron, I need to talk to you,” he informed the captain, beginning to walk back inside. Ron tried to shake the inebriation from his brain before following the commanding officer, praying it wasn’t something too important. The officers made their way to a living room-style area, containing two couches across from each other, a coffee table in between. Speirs took a seat on one couch, and Dick sat across from him. Speirs, in his state, had not noticed that (y/n) had followed the pair to the room - the girl sat next to the redhead and smiled at her brother.

“(y/n)? What’re you doing here?”

“Ron, do you remember back in Hagenau when you heard that (y/n) was going with a soldier?”

“Yeah, did you find out who?” Ron leaned forward intensely, praying for a chance to beat up the soldier who dared to try and date his sister.

Dick let out a quiet chuckle and looked at the ground.

“Oh, I know who it is…”

“Then spit it out!” Ron started to get frustrated at the pair - he needed them to just tell him who-

Suddenly, (y/n) looked softly at Ron and took Dick’s hand in hers. It took a moment for Ron to study the gesture, a lightbulb flashing in his head after a moment.

“Are you telling me… back when I talked to you at your billet…”

(y/n) giggled before answering, “Yes, Dick was scrambling to climb out the back window before you saw him.” The major shook his head in amusement, his cheeks starting to match his ginger hair.

Ron just sighed and put his head in his hands. He had been a little stricter than he needed to be with Easy Company since discovering the relationship, but now he realized that he was intimidating the poor boys without a purpose.

“...why didn’t you tell me?” Speirs asked genuinely, looking up at the pair.

“We wanted to wait until the war was over, since life was so unpredictable,” (y/n) explained.

“Besides, even I was nervous to tell you that I was dating your sister,” Winters added with a laugh. The siblings returned the laughter, (y/n) placing a quick kiss on Dick’s cheek.

“Well, since the man you’re seeing happens to be one of the finest soldiers I’ve ever met, I think I can let him live,” Ron said with a smirk. The trio laughed together once more before standing to leave, both Dick and (y/n) exchanging hugs with Ron. As the three walked back to the company, Winters holding (y/n)’s hand, they knew that they had a lot of explaining to do.

[zqteez]

need help? | j.yh x reader

summary: while your bf’s at work your craving for him so badly you cant help it anymore so you take matters into your own hands since he’s not there to give you the pleasure you’ve wanted for so long

wc: 656

warnings: (dom!yunho, sub!reader) fingering (f reciving), begging, praise, masterbation, cum eating, name calling (princess, darling, baby, etc) i think thats all lmk if i missed anything plz!!

a/n: im actually so sorry i haven’t posted anything in a month i’ve been so busy lately but ive been reading alot just had no motivation or any ideas but thank you guys for 46 followers during my little one month hiatus lol, anyways, but please reblog and like any of my works if you want to please!! thank you loves <33

It’s been four hours since your boyfriend left you go to a meeting he had for work and your just sitting on the couch alone, watching tv and snuggled up in a blanket he gave you for your birthday. Since your home alone you were also craving for his touch that you haven’t had in a while since you also barely see him. You miss him so much. You just want hus hands all over your body. You were just so horny for this man you couldn’t take it anymore. You went to your room laid on your back head against the backboard, locked the door, closed the curtains and go under the blankets.

You play some music in the background to not make it seem so awkward. You slip your fingers down your panties and start making tiny circles with your middle finger on your clit. “Fuck..” you breathe out. You wish is was him so bad.

You crave for you, you just want him to eat you alive, you just want him, you just need him and nobody else in the wo-

“Hey Y/N I’m ho-“. Yunho breaks through the door without warning and you instantly stop taking your hands out of your pants and placing it behind your back. “Oh..! Hey! How was wo-“ you ask excitingly pretending as if u didn’t just masturbate under the sheet without him knowing then cutting your words off with a “It was alright.. but what were you doing before I got here??” Stepping closer towards the bed your thighs rub together in excitement.

“Oh nothing! I was just about to wa-“ he cuts your words off again by taking the hand you had rubbed your clit on into his mouth making you gasp. “Are you sure you were doing anything princess because you taste so good..” that made you feel a shiver down your spine. “Need some help?”.

“Yunho..” you question dumbly even though you knew what he was doing. “Hm?”. You grab his arm and now your near his ear and you whisper, “Can you make me feel good please?” He lays light kisses trailing down your face to your neck with a smirk on his face replying with, “Of course princess.”

He pushes you back on the bed and starts exploring your mouth. You both explore each other’s mouths, hands roaming on each others bodies, both of you trying to catch your breath. He traces his fingers across your waist and hips making you jerk your hips upwards. Laying breathy kisses all along your body. He’s now at your lower abdomen getting close to where you need him.

“What would you like love?” His hands trailing down to your throbbing core where you need hum most. “Your fingers in me..” you mumble out. “I think your missing something in the sentence princess…”. Your mind went blank until you realized, “Can I have your fingers in me please..” you whine. “Yes you may..”. His middle finger traces around your clit making you whimper. He smirks watching you then playing around with your folds with his middle finger.

“Please..stop.. teasing..”. you whine.“

He smirks and pushes his middle and ring finger right into you making you moan. “Fuck your so pretty when your wet and like this.” You whimper at his words. “Be a good girl for me okay?” You nod, and with that he curls his fingers straight into your g-spot making you moan due to pleasure.

“Please.. Yunho..fuck..” you breathe out. “Your taking my fingers so well love”. He speeds up his pace pushing his fingers in and out faster and faster making you come close to your high. “m’ gonna.. shit..”, with your words slurring you came on his fingers. While he pulls out he takes his fingers to his mouth. Yunho on your chest while you take a moment to get back to earth. “Your in for a long night darling.”

[23spanishgirl]

Smooth operator || Carlos Sainz Jr.

💋 Requests are open!

‼️ Warning: mention of problems, kissing, crying.

🫧 Requested: no

🏎️ Author’s note: Hiii! Sorry for being so inactive but i didn’t have much imagination (please request🥲). Thank you for the support my hector fic has! Also i’m so happy for carlos (calos for my bf charles) winning! but im upset i didn’t see the race cause i was sleeping… Anyway, very happy for ferrari pole and carlando pole! Hope charles and lando win soon… Pd: it’s very short and i’m sorry but im short of imagination right now and i wanted to publish smt☹️ And sorry if there’s any error in the writing, english is not my first language🫶🏻

Australian GP and yn was there. Her and Carlos have been a couple for five years and they supported each other in all of their proyects.

The devastating news of Ferrari not wanting Carlos in their team anymore and Carlos not finding a team have been a big problem for the couple. Carlos has been going through crisis and yn suffered seeing Carlos like that.

New season and in the first race: Carlos podium. yn was sad she couldn’t made it to that gp but she made Carlos know that she was super proud of him. All was happiness and yn has a lot of expectations for the next race.

But problems came again with Carlos's appendicitis… When yn found out, she almost fainted. She started calling Carlos super worried and almost took a flight to Saudi Arabia but Carlos relaxed her by telling her that he was good and in good hands. yn agreeded to stay in milan, where she was working in that moment, but she wasn’t very convinced and was still worried…

But as the saying goes: after the storm, the sun rises. yn went to the australian gp and all was perfect. She was watching the race and minute after minute it became more spectacular. When Verstappen left the race, yn almost cried of happiness.

She was excited because Carlos had the possibility of winning and when he became the winner of the Australian GP she started crying excited. “He won! He won!” Carlos Sainz Sr. said hugging yn very excited “He did!” she answered back with excited tears running down her cheeks.

They were the first ones waiting for the pole ceremony and when carlos got out of the car he immediately ran to yn “I won!” he said excited grabbing her face “i’m so proud of you carlos….” she said excited crying “thank you for always being there for me” “always” she said before carlos took his helmet off and kissed her.

After that and after the ceremony they had a very good night cuddling and doing other things…

[filmbyjy]

I saw this reel on insta and a haikyuu scenario with the post that said: 'im in the library and here's a bf helping his gg study and I've been overhearing part of their conversation for the last hour and said "babe, I'm gonna be honest with you. You're going to fail this test, I love you, but there's nothing we can do about it now"

can you do a imagine based on this with Jay and or any other member if you wanna add

(I have my finals coming up plus another exam in a few day. SEND HELP)

a/n: HELP??? WHY DO I ACTUALLY SEE JAY SAYING THIS?? jay giving you that reality check🤙���� also good luck!! I currently have projects due soon hence I’m rushing my work🤧

pairing: park jongseong x fem!reader

genre: studying with bf, fluff

word count: 1K words

warning: there is no real huge warning but there is tons of jay pecking/kissing you. that's a warning itself bc i'd die to kiss jay

there is no hope

finals

everyone hated them. it was the constant studying and staying up that made everyone hate it. nobody likes staying up to work on some stupid mathematic exam. cramming formulas till 4am in the morning was a nightmare.

your phone pings when a notification pops up. it startled you a little since you were heavily concentrated on your studies.

*1 message from jongseong🧸*

— placing this in case the read more messes up —

jongseong🧸: babe, are you still in the library? bc it’s dark in there.

you: why tf are you outside? didn’t you want to catch up on some sleep bc rugby was kicking your ass?

jongseong🧸: bc i’m a great boyfriend and I care about my girlfriend that I can forget about my shit sleep schedule

you: aww jongseong :((

you: i’m at the McDonald’s nearby

jongseong🧸: oh cool. i was kinda craving for some chicken nuggets! i’m bringing my books to help you too.

you: really? thank you, babe🫶🏻

jongseong🧸: anytime love❤️

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it was about 15 minutes later when you heard someone sitting in front of you. you knew that familiar scent, it was your boyfriend. you looked up and gave him a warm smile before looking back down at your notes.

he lifts your chin up and leans to peck your lips.

“can’t even get a kiss from my girl without her looking away from her notes.”

“it’s 1am. the workers are staring, babe.” you whisper. jay rolls his eyes.

“well they won’t be staring if i’m here as a valued customer.” jay winks. you sighed.

“could you get me coffee?”

“at 1am? babe, you’re insane.”

“i’m going to need coffee to survive studying till 3am at least.”

jay shakes his head, “fine. i’ll get you some latte or something. nothing too strong because you won’t be able to sleep.”

“aww such a caring and sweet boyfriend I have.” you say. jay smirks.

“you do have a great boyfriend.” he steals kiss from you before going over to order something.

you remained glued to your work. however, nothing was really going in your brain. by now, jay had brought your coffee over and it still couldn’t help you.

“jayyyy, I can’t do this anymore.”

he scans through your notes. nothing made sense to him. he sighs.

“i’m gonna be honest, babe. you definitely failing this test. a 100%. your notes make zero sense to me.”

“you mean to tell me I’ve been studying shitty notes that I thought would help me??” you groaned and banged your head on the table. it catches a few of the workers attention but they quickly dismiss it.

“look, baby. if you wanna pass this test. I can always help you.” jay says.

“really?”

“of course but first, let’s get out of here and hop in my car.”

“why do I feel like this isn’t going to help me at all.” you glared at the boy. he chuckles.

“trust me, love. it’s definitely going to help.” he smirks. you rolled your eyes.

the both of you left the McDonald’s with your things to get into jay’s car. he places both of yours and his things down. once you settled in, you turned to jay.

“so what’s this genius plan of yours?”

“kiss.”

“are you serious, jongseong.”

“i’ll test you and every right answer you get equals to a kiss from yours truly.”

“you are so needy, babe.” you huffed.

“this is beneficial for the both of us. come on.” jay pouts.

you tried to weigh the pros and cons. honestly, there were definitely more pros than cons. you got to kiss jay, he would help you with passing the test and you got to spend time with him. what more could you ask?

"fine." jay smiles at your words.

after letting you read his notes for the topic, he would test you.

"you got 5 answers right. which means, i get to kiss you 5 times." jay says.

"yeah but you tested me 10 questions. i got half of them correct."

"which means you will pass. see i did something good. now, pucker up." jay says.

he leans in and pecks your lips once.

"jongseong-" he pecks it once again.

"this method didn't help." *peck*

"park jongseong." *peck*

"ooo one more." he leans in once again but this time, the kiss goes on far more than a peck. jay's hands rest on your waist. you completely forgot you were even upset in the first place. well that is until you actually remembered you were upset with him. you pushed him away.

"jay, i'm serious. i don't think i'll pass the test." you huffed.

"i'm sorry, i just i miss you. you've been pretty busy lately with studying. how about i help for real this time, hmm?"

"you're making me feel bad now. i'm sorry i don't spend time as much with you." you pout.

"it's alright, you're busy with school work."

"i feel like everyone is advancing faster than me so i take my free time to catch up with everyone. i don't even catch the topic sometimes and i just feel frustrated." you voiced out. jay squeezes your hand.

"well, i'm here. i can help you, babe. you don't have to hesitate to call me or text me when you need help."

"i know. i just feel bad."

jay shakes his head, "you don't have to feel bad. that's my duty as your boyfriend to help you and stay by your side."

"isn't that a job for a husband?" you deadpan.

"we're going to get married eventually, what's the difference." jay nudges your shoulder. you blushed.

"yeah, i guess we are."

"mrs.park, would you like me to help you really study now?"

"yes, mr.park." jay snorts. he leans in to peck your lips.

"okay, where did we stop at?" he says as he scans the notes.

[fxckin-polkadots]

Hii idk if you accept requests but first of all i just wanted to say i LOVE how you write about Alphonso, it touches my heart in a unique way. I really just wanted to ask for any idea you have about him if that's okay.

Take care!!

my requests are always open dear reader !!!! and this one made me so happy i had to tell my bf about 😭 be still my tiny autistic heart!

i guess by any ideas you mean head canons, which i have a lot of, i think of Alphonso often 🫶🫶

Random Headcanons // Alphonso hargreeves

Master List

Warnings: none, this is all pretty fluffy head canons / not proof read

A/N: the reader isn’t the main focal point but they are mentioned (they/them pronouns are used or none are used at all)

pairing: N/A

Synopsis: N/A

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Okay, i am not sure if the Sparrows even own phones or anything that can play music besides like, a gramophone, but i 100% believe Alphonso would like musicals. Legally Blonde, Waitress, Six, Hamilton, Mamma Mia, you name it, he’d probably have it on record. He would probably keep them under his bed or something with a record player, i also get a strong sense he’d like ABBA or Dead or alive (or in general 70s/80s pop music). He’d be a music nerd, is what im saying, and i mean that with love. If you were ever at his house he’d definitely show you his collection of vinyls, talking your ear off about details about the bands or album itself, whether or not you’d actually understand anything is up for interpretation but its something that makes him happy so your more than happy to listen.

He doesn’t do it often, mostly because he doesn’t want to, but Alphonso can cook very well. The only reason he doesn’t do it often is because he doesn’t really enjoy cooking for other people (except for Jayme & someone close to him). He once got caught cooking by Marcus & was then forced to cook dinner by the family, despite his mild protesting.

Despite his outwardly, well, asshole-ish type personality, he’s actually a sucker for sappy things. He didn’t get a lot of love growing up (he’s Reggie’s kid, cmon) simple things actually hit him hard in the heart strings, even if he wont verbally admit it or physically indicate it. An “Im proud of you”, or a good hug after a long day really goes a long way for him, honestly. He really appreciates when people look out for him too, sure he can hold his own in a battle of wits, but its always nice to be reassured he has people in his corner who care enough about him to stick up for him. He won’t thank them or anything, but he’ll be thinking about that interaction for a long, long time.

This could be just a me thing, but i personally think Alphonso is italian (though theres probably more proof of him being spanish if you count him referring to himself as “numero cuatro” while talking to luther in episode two), so i also like to think when he’s not with the rest of his family, either with y/n or Jayme, he probably mutters to himself in italian. I honestly just choose to believe that the hargreeves all learnt their mother’s dialect, except for luther who never quite grasped it (but that’s an idea for another post 👀)

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Oh my goodness i have not been alive for so long guys i apologize 😢first year of college is kicking my ass and i’m constantly either busy or just laying in bed 😭

will be answering all my asks + emptying drafts as i’m off for a while !!

bye bye :3

- syd

[nanamismoonchild]

hi i would like to request something 😄 could you write about the reader having toxic parents so jimin comforts her like he’s always holding her hand or caressing her cheek and he speaks to her very softly oh and also gentle kisses? and one day the members asks him why he’s acting this way towards her and you can imagine the rest<33

parentification

pairing: bf!jimin x gf!reader (established relationship au)

wc: 1.2k

warnings: being parentified, ungrateful sister and parents, basically the family ain't and will never be shit (maybe), cursing

a/n: im gonna ignore that this is all the way from february, and simply present this and run away. please enjoy :D

Jimin was heated. He had watched you have a full on argument with your parents about whether or not you needed to pay rent for an apartment your little sister was on the verge of getting kicked out of. 

Their logic was: 

Your boyfriend was mega rich.  

That was it.  That was all they had to say.  It didn’t matter how many times you told them that you were responsible for yourself and rarely asked Jimin for any help. It didn’t matter how many times you told them that you were already paying for college and all the expenses that came with that. Your only saving grace was living with Jimin that helped alleviate your own burdens.  

Nothing mattered except your sister’s rent which she was already four months behind on. Why the landlord let her stay there for that long is beyond both you and Jimin. That was almost two thousand dollars they wanted from you, and you had no plans on giving it. 

You had already paid the time and patience when you were younger, having to hustle to pay the light bill and buy groceries so you and she wouldn’t starve to death. You had barely managed to go to your prom had it not been for your school librarian taking pity and paying for your dress and dues.

So no, you wouldn’t sacrifice anything now. 

Did it hurt to have to tell your sheltered sister no? Of course.

Tears streamed down your face as you remembered how your sister had practically called you selfish and dishonorable. Refusing to admit she was the one who needed to take responsibility for her own carelessness. 

And that’s why Jimin found himself parking on the side of the road, heaving you over the console, and hugging you until you stopped shaking and hugged him back. Small kisses placed on your cheeks and a few caresses of your back and you were more than okay. 

“Thank you Minnie.”

“____, you don’t need to lend a penny to those people.”

“Those people are my family, Minnie. What else am I supposed to do?”

“Let them deal with it. Your sister dug herself into shit, let her pull herself out. It’s time you stop giving them things when they haven't given you anything. ____, I can’t even remember them actually giving you a gift for Christmas. In fact, I clearly remember last year’s Christmas, and you had to give your mom, sister, and father gift cards all worth two hundred dollars because they stomped all over you. Baby, fuck them.”

Jimin’s words were hitting home and it made you worse. More tears fell as you nodded, agreeing with him. It was time to cut off contact. As much as you hated it. 

Taking a deep breath, you crawled back over to the passenger seat. 

“Ready to get moving again, or do you need a moment?”

“I’m ready Jimin.”

Meeting with Namjoon and Yoongi had been the plan for today, even though Jimin had wanted to stay home and love on you all day. However, neither of the older men were having it and basically forced him to meet them in Yoongi’s studio. 

“You need to stop being so clingy to ___. Otherwise, she’s going to get uncomfortable,” Yoongi said as he opened an unfinished song that the three of them were working on. 

“I disagree with that, Yoongi. ____ acts the same way. I wonder what Jimin has done to earn that type of love,” Namjoon jokes. 

Jimin rolled his eyes and waved the two of them off. Not his or your fault that you cared deeply for each other. 

“So funny. Anyway, Namjoon, you know a lot about different things. Can you help me with something? I need some advice,” Jimin asked. 

Namjoon turned swiftly away from his computer giving Jimin his attention. “Sure. If I can help, I will.”

“OK. ___ has been having some family trouble for a while. And yesterday was terrible. I told her to move on from her family, but now I’m wondering if that was shitty advice.”

Yoongi spoke up first. “No. If her family ain’t shit, they’re not worth having in her life. Mind telling us what they did.”

“Not really my place. But basically, and ___ has told me this, they’ve parentified her.”

“What’s that?” His older brothers asked at the same time. 

“It’s when a child gets the role of a parent to their siblings or parent. So they have to act as the caregiver at a young age. ___ has been in the parent role for a long time, and they can’t seem to let go of the fact that she’s no longer able to be controlled by them.”

“That sounds like a problem for them. ____ is definitely able to cut ties with them. I think you have her good advice.”

“I agree with Namjoon. Good advice. If she decides to cut ties, and they somehow figure out they were extreme assholes and apologize, it would be up to her to figure out whether or not she wants to repair the ties she cut,” Yoongi cosigned. 

Jimin nodded and made a mental note to tell you that. 

“Anymore questions? I want to get started on recording this song and put the finishing touches if we need any. 

“Nope.”

“_____!” Jimin called out into the apartment. 

“Minnie, I’m here in the kitchen. I got hungry.”

Jimin pouted as he held the bag of fried rice tightly. “But I already picked up food.” He strolled into the kitchen to see you already scarfing down some ramen. 

“I’m always down for fried rice. I’ll eat some after I finish this.”

Jimin pouted more, but poured a few spoonfuls of the rice into a bowl for him and a few for you.

“How’d the recording go?” You asked him taking a spoonful of your rice. 

Jimin groaned and swiped a hand through his hair, “An intern came in to help us add some beats, and then accidentally deleted everything we worked on. We tried to just take it out of the recycle bin, but apparently, things like that, just get straight up deleted. So now we have to start completely over from scratch.” “Aw, I’m sorry Minnie. How’d they even manage to do that?”

“Beats me, baby. How was your day?”

When you didn’t respond right away, he glanced up from his bowl and eyed you. You were suddenly pushing rice around your face, refusing to look at him. 

“____? What’s up?”

“Imayhavewentaheadandpaidformysister’sbullshitrentandthentoldallofthemtokissmyblackass.” You said in a rush. 

If Jimin hadn’t been paying close attention, he might’ve missed everything. 

“You paid?”

You nodded, meeting his eyes.  “And told them that if they wanted anything else from me, they would have to come find me. They humiliated me yesterday. I refuse to take anything else from them. So like I said, they can kiss my black ass.”

Jimin’s eyes were wide as he started clapping for you. Your face heated, but a smile was slowly spreading. 

“You should’ve seen the look on their face, Minnie. Priceless,” you laughed and then gasped as you remembered another detail. “And guess what else I did!”

“Middle finger?” “No, but I should have,” you said. “But I had printed out several companies that were hiring around my sister’s place, put it in an envelope, and chucked it at her face!”

“That’s not as badass as you think it is, love.”

“I will not hesitate to cut you off too, Park Jimin.”

[saintbehemoth]

PARDON?!

teeheehee 🤭😙 (referencing this post)

basically im envisioning that after the driftmark incidendent luke gets a therapist to work through it and ensure he doesn’t develop any longlasting behaviour issues yk. and he actually really likes it, he likes being able to talk things through with an unbiased person. he gets so comfortable with her that when he and jace start to ‘date’ (around 14/15) he starts to mention it like “oh my boyfriend…” etc and she’s like great ^_^ a healthy relationship. for the past few years she’s been trying to guide luke’s mindset about his family into something decidedly less… weird and intense

luke knows that incest is bad and all but he’s also like well my ancestors did it for generations and im fine, so.

anyway luke is slowly telling his therapist about his relationship and she’s making sure he knows about safe sex etc and isn’t being pressured. she’s lowkey concerned anyway because luke is like “my bf doesn’t like it when i hang out with/be alone with/do this thing/etc”. one session he slips up in the middle and actually calls jace by his name. idk what but something unmistakeable.

instantly the therapist is like no way wtf not good, predatory manipulation etc etc. luke is like NO but it’s too late. they get separated and also forcibly removed from rhaenyras care - luke is sent to driftmark to be with their grandparents. with jace i can see two choices, angst or angstier. option 1 jace is sent to kings landing to be with viserys and alicent. immediately alicent sends jace to boarding school like she did with her other kids. option 2 jace is taken into the state system and they lose all contact. no one has any idea where he’s been placed and they search but can’t find him. even worse bc luke blames himself for jace disappearing

luke continues therapy even though his separation from jace is the most traumatic thing to happen to him so far. he’s not doing well. therapist is like dont worry now you can get better away from that abuse!!! but luke is always like it wasn’t abuse and i don’t ever want to recover, i never want to forget how loved jace made me feel

anyway luke goes through the rest of his teenage years feeling like a shell of a person. the day jace turns 18 luke lingers around the city centre of high tide, waiting for him to appear. he waits every day for two weeks but jace doesn’t come. luke is heartbroken all over again

ten months later luke also turns 18. two days after his birthday jace turns up on his doorstep and it’s all very happy and they reconcile!!!!! yayyyyy for happy endings. basically their records or whatever go public once they turn 18 so jace had to wait for luke to turn 18 before he could get his address. though he doesn’t mention it jace was also expecting luke to find him - he turned 18 first so his records were available so he thought luke would look for him and was also like Oh :((( when luke didn’t turn up. but seeing luke cry when they meet again washes away all of jaces doubts

then they spend their adulthoods together being obsessive and codependent even more than they would be if they had grown up completely together ❤️ yay for true love

thanks for the ask bestie i took the opportunity to word vomit 🫂

[starjxsung]

hi baby <333 i hope you had the absolute best time at the ateez concert!! i saw some clips on twt and i died, they looked soooo good😭

it’s been a really rough month in every sense tbh. i still haven’t heard back from the practicum but im not even bothering to write anymore. and we’re coping alright now with the doggy passing away but the first few days were really rough. i think we (but especially my bf and his fam) were clinging too much to her when she was clearly too sick </3 but all is well. thank you for the good wishes. i really appreciate them.

my bf literally stole his brother’s record player to play the ateez album for me so i vote for you to do it too😂

and about jisung, like, i literally said the same thing. i was just like “i’d have babies with any of them, they don’t even have to raise them”. (i dont plan on ever having kids either or particularly like those that aren’t part of my family) even my bf said it was understandable😂 the european air really did a number on them bc they looked so so so so good.

AND BTW DID YOU HEAR ABOUT JISUNG SUPPOSEDLY HAVING A CHEST TATTOO BC IM DYING. that is the single sexiest thing he could’ve done.

and i did hear about taemin’s tour and im so manifesting having money to be able to go😭😭😭😭 but idk if i’ll skip it to financially recover from skz (in general, they manage all my money. they’re doing a terrible job).

anyways, i love you so much bb i hope all is well. i can’t wait to hear about your ateez concerts. i’m so excited! (alsoooo lolla is in 2 weeks!!! and they have plant based options now, as a person who occasionally eats meat but doesn’t like the taste, i cheered). take care my love <3

-🐈‍⬛

hi baby !!!!!!!! Ahhhhh Ateez was insane 😭😭 there were so many sweet atinys around us and I got the cutest freebies <3 we tried to get merch beforehand but it was SO much more crowded this time around so a lot of it was sold out which was such a bummer ☹️ I did manage to get a Seonghwa picket but I’m gonna try to get there a little earlier for tomorrow’s show for a tshirt 🫶 fingers crossed they have them in stock this time ! I did feel super bad bc Seonghwa’s grandfather passed away the day before my show so he was crying during his ments and I just wanted to give him the biggest hug ☹️ I hope he’s doing a little better but I can’t imagine how hard it must be for him 💔 I just landed in LA a few hours ago so I’ll let you know how tomorrow’s show goes !!

Ugh I’m so sorry to hear that you still haven’t heard from your practicum 😞 I don’t even blame you for not reaching out anymore, I’d give up too. I just can’t believe how incompetent they’ve been throughout the whole process. And on top of all the stress with your bf’s dog, and just in the midst of such a busy time. I am so so sorry and I’ll keep manifesting that things start looking up soon 🫶 my sister actually didn’t end up coming to LA and she’s not going to Lolla after all bc she’s just too stressed about her internship and she doesn’t feel like she can fully enjoy anything right now. It really sucks to travel solo after all but I don’t blame her and I’m so frustrated for both of you. Sending you all my love and hoping they get back to you soon :(

PLSSSS the Jisung thing is so real 😭😭 ALSO YES I HEARD ABOUT THE TATTOO I genuinely couldn’t use my phone for a good hour after reading the news bc I was tweaking so hard LIKE RIGHTTT ON THE JITTIES™️ IS INSAAAAANE………. I saw a sketch of what its presumed to look like and I think it’s so sweet that he got it for his family 🥹 Jisung my beloved (he actually got my name tattooed it’s true)

Also manifesting Taemin US dates soooo hard 😔🤞 the first set of dates are all Asia which I’m not surprised about but I hope he comes back to LA at least !!

I love you so so much bby I can’t wait to tell you all about LA !!!! And then Lolla next oh my god it doesn’t feel real 😭 also I did NOT hear about the plant based options and as a vegetarian that’s like…. The next best thing after seeing Jisung in the flesh 💓❣️🙏

Ateez pics ofc also peep my little Ateez pajama shirt I bought for LA 👼🫶💓💓💓

[celestie0]

HI BELOVED ELI!!!! Hru doinggg?!

the kickoff drabble was literally SO SOOOO excellent i have no words!! AND CHAPTER 10 OH PLEASEEEE. let me not even get started 😭 gojo is such a sweetheart menace, had me kicking my feet n giggling heheh. my favourite part about ur writing n more specifically kickoff is ur characterisation of f!reader. she’s written so so well n i absolutely LOVEEEEE the banter she has with gojo ugh he really needs to be put in his place🙄🙄🙄 i enjoy ur reader even more cuz shes just sooo me😭 not everyone can relate to readers in fanfiction n that is okay but ur reader is so special to me. shes so ambitious, smart, witty doesn’t take any bs like skdjkd love herrr. everyone talks about how good kickoff gojo is (He is my everything actually) but reader too is so good like enough about that damn beanpole already 😒👎

miss eli, u really have changed the trajectory of my life with ur kickoff series (n kickoff gojo specifically ugh😞) cannot wait for the next part, i would wait for as long as it takes if it means we’re going to be fed like this everytime😍

ur so right, my bully gojo agenda is strong but hes so cutieful, pretty n nice n strong n sexy n *gets dragged off the stage*

it’s still bully gojo tho💪

kissing ur big brain ily mwah❤️❤️❤️

zuro anon

HIIIIII BELOVED ZURO BB <33 i’m doing wonderful!! how are you doing my dear??

OMG i’m so happy you enjoyed ch10 and the drabble as well aaa!!! and for enjoying reader’s character too!! 😭💕 that makes my heart so warmm, i’m reallyyy enjoying writing for her and i even find myself really rooting for her xD even though i’m literally the author lol ig i have the power to make her dreams come true sldkdjdhd but still IM PRAYING FOR YA BB

yes and the bantersss n her being sassy w gojo haha i think they really are a match made in heaven. dense annoying golden retriever bf n sweet sassy ragdoll gf (idk i was trying to figure out which cat kickoff reader wld be but also zuro bb didn’t u once ask me which cat gojo wld be? 🤔 perhaps you wld know which cat kickoff reader wld be xD pls help)

BUT YES PLS THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE FOR KICKOFF READER I ADORE HER AMBITION TOO like even when life kinda knows her down she’s just back up thereee (girl be struggling sometimes tho fs) but she’s just idk she’s just that girl to me and i’m so happy you can relate to her as well!! i know that in the story gojo is like the popular n coveted one but idkkk i think reader is the real catch 😤😤

BAHAHHA yes omg he is so bullyable and infinitely kissable i just cant stand it. ur so cute lol and i kiss ur delicious wrinkly brain too <33 love u toooo bb

- ellie 🔥

[babithyn]

November 11th, 2023

tw~ ed, mental health, drgs, sa

Hi again everyone. I had my baby and she’s the most precious thing in my life and i love her so much.

But the labor and delivery might be the most traumatic experience in my 22years of life. Almost as traumatic as my SA experience.

I passed my due date and got scheduled for an induction. I went in for my induction a little anxious but i was mentally prepared for a lot of pain. But apparently i didn’t mentally prepare myself enough.

The pain was bad… i mean really bad… I got a cook catheter to open up my cervix which was very uncomfortable at first and just got worse. The gave me dilauded for the pain. which helped but i was trying not to use it to much. But once they gave me the pitocin the pain got so bad that i had to ask for it. and then at one point the dilauded just wasnt helping. I broke down and asked for an epidural.

I was trying to hold of on it till i was at least 6cm dilated but i had been at 3cm for over 24hours at that point and in pre labor for almost 48hours. I honestly couldnt take much more pain.

but of course another problem arose. I had to wait for my epidural. My IV in my hand had blown and i wasn’t getting any fluids or even the pitocin. Meaning they had to put in a new one. But again another problem.

They anesthesiologist couldnt get the needle in my vein. He tried six times. blowing each vein as he tried. They ended up having a medic come in with an ultrasound machine to give me an iv in my inner bicep. and even then i still had to weight at least 20min to get more iv fluids in me. But i thankfully got the epidural eventually.

The epidural was a life savor. I was numb from the waist down i couldnt move left leg at all. But then another problem arose.

My daughters heart rate kept dropping. They would move me from side to side to see if it would help but in the end i ended up having an unplanned csection.

That… that was terrifying. i was doing my beat to keep myself together but i was so scared.

My boyfriend had gone home real quick to take a shower and i had to call him and have him rush back to be here for our daughters birth.

When i was wheeled in to the operating room, i was trying not to hyperventilate. I was panicking. everything was going wrong. Everything was the opposite of how i wanted things. I didnt want to be cut open. i didnt want to be in labor for 48hours. at this point i just wanted to go to sleep and not wake up.

When they started i could feel the tugging. i couldnt feel the “pain” but i could feel them tugging on my other organs. I could feel my lungs being pulled it felt like i had a stack of bricks on my chest. I got dizzy and nauseous. I wanted all of this to end.

Im thankful for my boyfriend. he had been extremely encouraging and doing his best to comfort me. but i felt so out of place. he doesnt talk to me like that he doesn’t say sweet things to me. it made me even more terrified. But in the end i am thankful he was with me but fuck i was so scared.

When i finally saw my daughter through the window… it didnt feel real. I felt numb and exhausted. yet scared and depressed. I felt so much yet nothing at all.

My boyfriend got to hold her first and hearing him talk to her didnt feel real. nothing about this felt real.

My boyfriend took pictures of her and then the nurse brought her over to me. I couldnt even hold her. my right arm was strapped down and i could barely move my left. Even when i look back at the pictures my bf took of me and our daughter I dont think happy thoughts. All i can think of is the pain and fear and exhaustion i felt in that moment.

When i got back to my room They took the epidural out. and everything started to get a little better. my mom was there with her bf i had my boyfriend with me.

Then we got moved to a different room. My mom and her bf left and we spent some time with our daughter. I was given my everyday medicine. and tried to sleep. Now one of my meds is a sleeping medication also known as ambien. At this point i havent slept in almost 3 days. Im exhausted but i cant sleep. so i took another one of my ambien to help me fall asleep. Its something I always do and something my dr.s are aware of.

The next day however theambien fid something weird to me. I was out of it. I was loopy slurring my words and just straight up high. It was bad. I had never had a reaction like that. The nurses were concerned my boyfriend was concerned. it was a shitshow. I have gaps in my memory i remember them taking my daughter from me and me being confused as to why. I was lucid most of the time i remember and i even remember telling them I can think clearly its just my body wont listen to me.

Then when the ambien finally wore off a case worker came in to talk to me. I was upset and im sure it showed. She was asking me all these questions about if i do drugs if i do this or that. I explained to her that ive taken 20mg of ambien before and have never had a reaction like this and that my dr.s are aware that i have to take 20mg sometimes or i just wont sleep.

On top of all of that i was in so much pain. i was having postpartum contractions, my incision from the C-section burned and ached, i could feel all of my organs moving, and everytime i had to get up to go to the bathroom felt like i was going to die. It was awful.

It got to the point where all i wanted to do was cry and just sleep and not wake up. But i couldnt do either. My daughter was now cluster feeding and up all night. And my bf was in the room I just hated all of it.

I apologized to all my nurses for how i acted and they understood and explained that it couldve just been a hormone drop that caused my body to react that way. Still i felt extremely bad but they all vouched for me to get discharged. Even the midwife and baby dr. vouched that we were good to go.

Even tho i was in so much pain and new i physically probably shouldve stayed as long as mu daughter was okay to leave i was going to leave. i didnt want to be there any longer. I felt like an outcast like i was a horrible mom. I just wanted the comfort of my own home.

Now im back home and im in so much agony. mentally and physically. I cried almost all night last night and the night before. I couldnt stop myself.

My bf would ask wats wrong and i dint want to tell him in fear of him getting angry at me. I was trying my best to hide the fact that i was even crying. I just told him that im just worn out and tired. Which isn’t exactly a lie cuz i was but on top of that i was in pain and i had finally looked at myself in the mirror…

Im so fat. I still look pregnant and my stomach hangs. I cant even see my c-section incision. i have never looked worse in my life. I am so ugly and fat I cant wear any of my pants. I cant wear my underwear. Things that were baggy on me dont fit. Im so disgusted with myself.

At this point i dont know how im going to be able to look at myself even if i lose all this weight. I already have loose skin thanks to being pregnant and now im going to have even more when i loose all this weight. im honestly contemplating a gastric sleeve if my insurance covers it. because im more than positive i qualify for it. But then again i dont know. all i know is i hate looking in the mirror i hate touching my atomach i hate everything about myself.

Another thing i havent been able to breast feed. And because of that my breasts have turned into rocks and the hurt and they’re hot to the touch. they leak so bad that my maternity bra is drenched.

I also have been doing way to much. but i feel like if i tell my boyfriend i cant be standing up and down and bending over and lifting so many heavy things he’ll just get mad at me.

Maybe i should be thankful that he’s even helping me. I mean he did let me sleep a good amount of the day today.

but we also had a dr.s appt for our daughter and we hadnt gotten much sleep and i thought i had grabbed her paperwork but i didnt grab the right one and he got mad that he had to go out to the car to get it for me. we also had problems with the carseat and he blamed me for getting a difficult one. idk i keep fucking up idk what to do.

Its now almost 6am and we have to meet up with his family later today. Im just glad he let me sleep for a while yesterday. i think i got a good 6hours while he watched our daughter. so its been my turn to watch her tonight. i know i should sleep while she sleeps but its so difficult beca im scared i wont wake up to feed her or when she cries. So ive just decided to stay awake and just keep an eye on her.

Well im going to stop my complaining here. if anyone has read this far thank you for listening to my bullshit.

As always, stay safe and thank you for coming to my ted talk. Much love🖤🖤🖤🖤

[seiwas]

hello sel! here’s another story for the sleepover! back in 8th grade (i work now btw), there’s this guy who has a lot of girls crushing on him not only in class but our whole batch as well. i can see why people do, he was quite the looker! then he became my seat mate during english period, oh boy….did i ended up crushing on him too. he was cute, nice, funny, a bit awkward and weird (in a good way). we chatted a lot by sharing personal stories, eventually share similar interest and became friends. he would sometimes draw these neat anime doodles on my notebook when i’m done talking notes. there were times when i commented negatively about myself and he would indirectly compliment me (like when he says that he finds someone cute. when i ask who, he tries to say my name but ended up saying ‘mikasa’ from aot which sounds similar to my name or maybe its the delulu in me hoping). one time, some of my classmates asked me how i got close to him since he doesn’t talk much to the other girls in our class. i guess i was just lucky to be his seat mate & we just got close to the point where he can openly talk to me. ngl, that made me feel special hehe. so did i confess to him? no, he already had a crush on someone else so i didn’t see the point. (also, him and his crush got together in 9th grade and there’s still together now!) we’re not close anymore but i cherished our friendship while it lasted. i had my fair share of crushes but he was definitely my favorite! anyway, tysm for taking your time to read this 🤗💗

oh my god nonie 🥺 idk if i want to cry or smile or giggle or sob or... oh my god this is so bittersweet!!! thank you for sharing this!! and welcome to the sleepover ✨

aaah this must have been so nostalgic for you to reminisce on omg 8th grade 🥺 hsbsajd oh boy did you end up crushing on him too <- SO REAL 😭 the fact that he became your seatmate too AAAH he does sound so sweet 🥺

HIM DRAWING THOSE ANIME DOODLES ON YOUR NOTEBOOK IS SO CUTE PLS 😭 (not to make this abt me but omg i used to do this to my bf in hs too 😭) and how he'd indirectly compliment you omg... YOU CAN BE DELULU ALL YOU WANT HE'S BEING SO ANNOYING ABT IT PLS 😭 very 8th grade boy things indeed 🥺

and you're so right for feeling special nonie PLS omg (again not to make this about me but im seeing so many parallels to this and me shdbfs i used to feel special too bc my bf (who was just my friend then) was liked by a lot of girls!! but he was closest to me shdbhsd) but omg nonie... so at the time when you wanted to confess, he alr liked someone else? :( i mean !! it's good, like you said, he's still with his crush now and that's a cute story for them!! but omg is he like the one that got away for you nonie? 😭 or is it not that deep... sdbgvsdjfb

AAAH i love how you look at it 🥺 like a fond memory!! and how he's still your favourite crush omg 😭 that is so cute pls. i hope you can reconnect someday!! for the friendship!! since you did cherish it and he does seem sweet 🥺 but even more!! i hope you are happy right now, nonie!! 🥺💗

let's have a sleepover!! 💗 send me any questions/stories you wanna share!!!