#It’s midnight and I’m a bit emotional lol

[eternal-moss]

Not my younger bro liking the angstiest Genya and Sanemi animatic I’ve ever seen… ☹️

[dollfacefantasy]

would you write a threesome w leon and chris… because… like maybe leon is your (older,,, like death island) boyfriend and he introduces you to his friend chris!! and idk you three end up having a threesome (consensual)… and you’re embarrassed because. you’ve never done this before n you’re all clingy with leon (maybe daddy kink??) n he’s like comforting you as he and chris fuck you at the same time ?!?!?

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader x chris redfield

summary: your boyfriend leon wants you to get a little more comfortable with his friend chris.

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, double penetration, oral (f receiving), fingering, daddy kink, size kink, age gap, dacryphilia

word count: 6.6k

a/n: thank you anon for sending this idea, it's right up my alley fr. also thank you for sending it again after i fumbled the bag the first time🤭🫶. the next threesome fic will be coming soon, i just ended up having more inspo for this one lol. hope you guys like it. reblogs and comments are super appreciated <3

tags: @sleepyluxe @kaitkatme @tosuckmyweenis @pupthepokemonenthusiast @bizzarethirst @death-paint @petitecolibri @iron-toxinz @wildest-dreams-at-midnight @nexysworld @explorevenus @luniaxi

“I’m just saying I think you both would really like it if you gave it a try,” you say, a bright smile on your face as you walk up the path to your and Leon’s shared place. Him and his friend trail behind you with equally pleased looks, the friend in question being Chris Redfield.

“No way. I did try it, and it was boring. Slow and drawn out. Also, it’s so unrealistic,” Chris says.

“Booooo. It’s not even slow. Stuff happens in like every single episode, at least in the early seasons,” you argue in an attempt to convince the pair to watch one of your favorite shows, “I just think there’s a lot you guys would like about it if you weren’t so impatient.”

“Babe, it’s got like, what? Over five seasons? I don’t have that kind of time,” your boyfriend replies.

You playfully roll your eyes and unlock the front door, stepping inside followed by the two men you were with. “Whatever. I’ll be right back. I’m gonna go change cause this skirt is like super itchy,” you tell them.

Before you can walk away, you feel a familiar palm swat your ass. “It’s like super cute though, shows off those pretty legs,” Leon teases, his tone affectionately mocking.

You whip around to shoot him a glare, face hot with a mixture of emotions, mainly embarrassment with a pinch of arousal. 

“Leon,” you whisper, giving him a look that says not in front of Chris. 

He simply chuckles at your quiet protest and shakes his head with amusement, ruffling your hair and planting a kiss on your forehead before sending you off. You catch Chris’s gaze as you turn to leave. To your surprise, he isn’t rolling his eyes or visibly wishing for the two of you to get a room. He’s smiling. His expression is different from the one you were used to seeing on Leon, but it still held the same patronizing adoration that soaked your panties in seconds.

Brushing it off as your imagination, you scamper down the hall to the bedroom. You hum to yourself as you drop your skirt and kick it into the laundry. Rifling through your drawers to find something more comfortable to wear, your hands search through some different clothes before settling on a pair of loose pink shorts. After pulling the soft garment over your legs, you look in the mirror and then decide to slip your bra off too.

Sure, some people would frown on that move, but you were in your place and it’s not like Chris is a total stranger. He was one of your boyfriends closest friends. You’d hung out with him and Leon together multiple times, and from what you gathered, he was pretty cool. It’s not like the two of you were best friends yourself. Like your boyfriend, he was quite a bit older than you. But just as you bridged that gap with Leon, so far it seemed like you managed to bridge it with him too. To say the least, he didn’t strike you as the type to have an episode over your nipples peeking through your shirt.

Unbeknownst to you however, while your thoughts lingered on the men down the hall, their conversation centered around you as well. They had taken to the couch, sitting close to each side and leaving a space for you in the middle.

“She’s a cute little thing,” Chris chuckles, watching the hallway you had gone down.

“Mhm,” Leon confirms simply. He was scrolling through the tv, trying to find that show you’d been talking about.

His friend looks over at him. “You sure she’ll wanna do this?” he asks with some uncertainty in his voice, “She doesn’t seem like the kind of girl who’s had a whole lot of experience with this type of thing.”

“Trust me, she’ll be into it. I can’t even tell you how wet she gets just from talking about shit like this,” he reassures, “You just gotta let me ease her into it.”

Chris opens his mouth to respond, but he cuts himself short once he hears your footsteps approaching. You bound back into the room. Your eyes catch on the way they’re sitting, closer than you would expect. They still left room for you though, so what does it matter, right?

You hop onto the couch and tuck yourself against your boyfriend’s side, gently kissing his jaw as you get comfortable and curl up on the cushion. He smiles down at you and returns the affection. He pulls you closer, but your feet are still brushing Chris’s thigh with how close he is.

“We were thinking we could watch an episode of that show you were talking about, see if we really would like it,” Leon tells you.

“Really?” you ask, a little surprised, “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“No, it’s fine, baby. Chris doesn’t feel like driving home just yet, and you know if you’re happy, I’m happy,” he says.

You look over at Chris who nods. With that, Leon puts on the show. The familiar intro music plays and you watch the screen as a scene that you’d seen a million times plays out. You sink into his side, settling against his warm body. The episode plays, and you point out little things you like or remember something specific about. Both men nod and chuckle at your excited remarks.

Even though the couch and cuddling are comfy, your legs start getting a bit cramped from being curled up for an extended amount of time. You squirm around a bit, wanting to just stretch out. Chris prevented you from doing that as his bulky frame occupied the space your legs could be.

Leon smirks as he notices your restlessness. He shifts around a bit himself and leans back further into the couch. His feet rise up and land on the coffee table a few feet away, his legs stretching out in front of him. He doesn’t even have to see your face to know your eyes catch on his limbs. Their state of being outstretched only makes your need to do the same more intense. He gives Chris a quick glance.

“You uncomfortable, honey?” the larger man asks you.

Your eyes dart up to meet his. Hearing that pet name coming from anyone else but Leon left you flustered. You tried to reason that it didn’t mean anything. This was clearly another instance of you overthinking. Maybe Chris was just the type of guy who said that sort of thing? The kind that called cashiers sweetheart or darling. The kind who’d put your hand on your waist when saying excuse me. You didn’t remember him acting like this any of the other times you’d met him though. He was always polite with you, but that was about it. Maybe you just didn’t notice before?

“Um… I’m fine. Just a little cramp,” you explain.

He smiles at you, that same kind from earlier. “Well, I don't bite. You can stretch your legs out if you want to, princess,” he teases.

Princess. Ok that was definitely something. That name was reserved solely for the man whose arm was around you, and it usually came out only when he was prepping you to take his cock. You typically heard it as a coo when you were already crying out your own special name for him. Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. The two just went hand in hand. Honestly, you couldn’t really hear one without the other following close behind.

That’s why you get all timid and shy so easily. You were pretty sure Leon had psychologically conditioned you or something. Just a few touches in the right place, some words whispered in your ear in the perfect hushed tone, and you were a goner. Suddenly, your brain would feel soft and malleable. Urges appear within you to sit in his lap and cuddle. You’d just wanna look up at your daddy with dazed eyes and have him stick something in your mouth.

And sure, it wasn’t like you were brainwashed or something. You still possessed self control. It wasn’t like he’d pet your head and call you his baby, and you’d instantly lose yourself over it. It was just a slow slip into this side of your personality, and being around Chris didn’t exactly deter those feelings from coming out either because just look at him. He looked like he was meant to be called daddy. Whenever Leon would tease you in front of him, it felt like you soaked your panties even quicker than normal.

You're snapped out of your analysis of this moment when you feel a large, warm hand wrap around your ankle. He pulls your leg out, and in-turn, drags you closer. A soft squeak escapes you as your body slides down Leon’s. Your back is still resting against his side, just lower. More of you is spread across the sofa, and your calves were fully in Chris’s lap.

You look up at your boyfriend to see his response to his friend’s action, but he didn’t even seem interested. He barely spared you a second glance in your new position, simply adjusting his arm to accommodate the new location of your head. He wraps it below your jaw and has you rest your chin on the bend of his elbow. His fingers start rubbing soothing, little circles on your shoulder. Meanwhile, Chris’s large palms merely rest on your legs. He gives you a smile before turning his eyes back to the tv screen. You quickly follow suit. If he wasn’t thinking this was weird, you weren’t going to make it weird by dwelling on it.

For a while, it’s fine. The three of you continue watching the show, albeit a little more quiet than before. Leon’s hand remains on your shoulder and keeps up his light touches. Your body relaxes again though as you let go of any nervousness you had. But then, Chris starts moving his hand too.

His palm smooths out over your lower leg. His other hand rubs your ankle, his fingertips coasting over the joint. One is moving in long strokes while the other stays in tight circles, but both go at a sensual pace, slow and teasing.

Your head turns to look at him again, but you find his stare is still on the characters of the tv show. You watch his hands move. They’re now essentially massaging your legs. His hand that had been lower has risen and works on the muscles, digging his warm digits into the flesh.

You squirm a little, trying to alert your boyfriend that his friend was touching you in a way that seemed more than friendly. It doesn’t work though. If he does see, he doesn’t mind because he simply leans down and plants a gentle kiss on the top of your head before reverting to his same position. You almost felt crazy for a second. This wasn’t normal, was it? Had you just lived your life not knowing that it was a regular thing for a boyfriend’s friend to give you a massage like this? Was Leon ok with it cause he was there so it couldn’t go too far? You really had no clue.

If you were being honest though, Chris’s hands didn’t feel bad. Not at all. They felt really good. They were big and warm and moved with strategy. They hit all your sweet spots. Kinda made you wanna crawl into his lap so he could rub more of your body, but that was the problem. This wasn’t right. You felt that saccharine heat creeping up your spine and seeping into your head, but you shouldn’t be feeling that for anyone else besides the man behind you.

Now guilt casts a shadow over you too, and the pair of emotions was a volatile mix. You didn’t even realize it, but your nipples had started to stiffen. Your thighs shift against each other, and had you really been paying attention, you would have seen the way Chris’s lips slightly quirked up into a smirk. Your body gets a little tense as you run through the possibilities of what you should do in this situation.

As if Leon could sense your thoughts racing, his hand lowers and starts rubbing your arm. Deciding to remain where you are for now, you press your cheek against his bicep for comfort. Not that you could see, but just like Chris, his expression grows smug. His hand readjusts again so it’s closer to your chest. Your eyes widen as he basically starts feeling you up. His hand squeezes your breast before his fingers circle your nipple, gently tweaking the hardened bud. 

At the same time, the hands on your legs start moving higher. The broad strokes begin meeting your thighs too. Little bumps of anticipation erupt across your skin. You already knew your center would soon be slick. 

Your head feels hot now. It made you feel a weird kind of dizzy. Even though it was only a few hands and simple touches, it was so much. Combined with the fact that it was so unusual, you started feeling overwhelmed. Your pulse pounds in your ears and your hands feel tingly. You feel a whimper rising in your throat. When he finally glides his hands up to the hem of your shorts, your legs jerk and you scoot back.

By the time Chris looks over, you’re already in Leon’s lap, arms around him, face buried against his neck. He’s worried for a second that something was seriously wrong. Profuse apologies rush to the tip of his tongue, but Leon signals him to just wait.

“Oh, baby, what’s wrong?” he coos, a hand sliding beneath your shirt to rub your back. Of course, he knew the answer already. He knew exactly how you got with this kind of stuff which is why he knew exactly how to handle it.

You end up simply shaking your head, unable to articulate the exact reason for your distress. Because really, nothing was wrong. Everything felt right. But it shouldn’t feel right? Maybe that’s what was wrong. That’s too much for your mouth to get out while you feel like this though.

“Aw, is my pretty girl feeling shy?” he whispers and strokes your hair.

You nod, pulling back a little to reveal your face and look up at the familiar set of eyes you found so much comfort in. He gives you a small kiss of reassurance before continuing to coax you with his low and soothing tone.

“Oh sweetheart, why are you shy? You don’t have anything to be embarrassed about,” he says.

“Because…” you start softly, nervously glancing at Chris only to see him watching the entire exchange. You force your attention back to your boyfriend. “Because Chris is here.”

His chest rumbles with a low laugh. “Oh, princess. That’s not a reason. Didn’t you like how Chris was touching you? Wasn’t he making you feel good?”

“I guess…” you admit.

“See? You don’t have to be embarrassed around daddy’s friend. He only wants to play with you because you’re so cute,” he teases and lands a barrage of kisses on your cheek.

You were going to freak out about him using the d word in front of someone else, but looking over at Chris, he didn’t look at all shocked. His eyes were soft and comforting as they watched you, but you were still a little uncertain. You turn your face back into Leon. He keeps rubbing your back and holds you a little closer on his lap.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, baby. I just think you’d have a lot of fun,” Leon says softly, “You know how wet that pretty pussy gets thinking about someone else watching you with daddy, joining in because he just can’t resist a good girl like you.”

He was right. He knew your fantasies like the exact situation playing out in your living room right now. But it was scarier when it was real. You didn’t have the control anymore. That's what made it exciting too though.

“It’s just Chris, honey,” he continues reassuring you, “He’d never hurt you. He thinks you're as precious as I do. But even still, daddy’s gonna be here the whole time. You know I’d never let anything hurt my girl.”

You soften up more, relaxing under Leon’s touch and tender words. As you’re thinking it over, leaning towards going through with this, Chris scoots closer to the two of you on the couch. He tentatively places his hand on your leg and caresses your skin.

“It’s up to you, babydoll,” he says, “I only wanna help your daddy make you feel good.”

Oh god. He was a natural at this, talked down to you just the way you liked.

“See, princess? There’s nothing to be afraid of,” Leon says. He strokes some of your hair back and watches as you look at the other man, deciding whether to let him in or not. He chuckles in your ear. “He’s acting cool, but you don’t know how bad he’s been wanting a turn with you. I’m sure you’ve seen him staring. Sometimes I think he’s practically drooling watching you. You know he goes home and strokes his dick raw, wishing it was your pretty little hands instead.”

It’s obvious there’s some truth to Leon’s statement from the way Chris remains silent. Your teeth sink into your bottom lip as you mull it over. Why was it so bad? You wanted it and they both wanted it. Why should you stop yourself?

You look up at your boyfriend and nod, silently communicating that you wanted this. He smiles and shifts you in his lap so that you’re in a more accessible position. One hand rubs your inner thighs while his other arm stays wrapped around your body to hold you close. 

Upon seeing your confirmation, Chris comes even closer. As he gets situated, Leon leans in and connects his lips with yours in a few soft kisses. Your noses brush and breathing deepens. He strokes your cheek before pulling away and looking in your eyes.

“Why don’t you try that with Chris, baby? Give him some of those kisses he’s been dreaming about,” he breathes.

Your focus shifts to the man sitting to your boyfriend’s right. Eyes casting down, you bring your head forward, and Chris closes the gap. Your breath hitches when you feel the unfamiliar lips meet your own. They’re noticeably different from the pair you were used to, but it wasn’t a bad different.

You move your lips with his, shuddering a little when you feel him grunt. He struggles not to take more than what you give. Leon watches on with a grin, stroking your hair and making sure it was out of your face. Your hand maintains an iron grip on him the entire time. 

“Such a good girl,” he purrs in your ear.

All three of you had long stopped paying attention to the tv, so Leon shuts it off. He then leans in to suck little love bites onto your throat. You whine into your kisses with his friend. The sound causes you to open your mouth, allowing Chris to slip his tongue in to meet yours. You moan and reciprocate the advance. His smiles against your lips as his hand glides up and gropes at one of your breasts, drawing another whimper from you.

Several hickeys later, Leon removes his mouth from your neck to admire his work. His fingers drag over the wet, darkened skin. He licks one more stripe over the area before leaning back and pulling you with him. You’re slightly out of breath, eyes dilated, and lips a bit puffy.

“Aw, look at that face,” Leon teases, talking more to Chris than you, “She loves her kisses. Sometimes I think she likes it more than the actual fucking.”

“I could tell. All those sweet sounds she was making,” Chris chuckles. His chest rises and falls in a pattern similar to yours.

“Oh yeah, so sensitive, my baby,” Leon coos, “You wanna go sit in Chris’s lap and give him some more kisses?”

You shake your head and tighten your grip on his hand. They both smile at your timid display.

“My mistake. You just gotta give her some time to adjust. She’s not used to anyone but daddy. Isn’t that right?” Leon jokes.

You nod and snake your arms around him, hiding your face against his chest again. He couldn’t get enough of how clingy you became when you felt like this.

“No, no. No more being shy. C’mon, his lips still have your spit on ‘em. There’s no reason for you to hide,” he teases you and guides your head back up to see your eyes, “You still wanna do this, don’t you?”

You nod again, looking up at him with those loving eyes.

“That’s what I thought, so how about this?” he starts. He gets your arms to unlock from their position around him and tucks his fingers beneath the hem of your shirt. “How about we show daddy’s friend more of this precious body, yeah?”

You lift your arms and allow him to tug the fabric up and over your head. Your breasts spring free, but his hands are immediately there to cup them, knead the flesh, and tease your nipples. From his place next to the two of you, Chris’s eyes drop to the swell of your chest.

“You’re even prettier than Leon told me, baby,” he coos before leaning in, giving you one more kiss and then trailing his lips down the side of your throat. They glide over the warm skin and across the expanse of your chest.

Your boyfriend’s hands drop from your breasts, letting Chris’s take their place. You shift and lean back so your back is pressed to Leon’s chest, giving the other man more access. He fondles them before latching his mouth onto a nipple, his tongue swirling around the little peak. A little sigh escapes your lips to the pleasure of both men.

“I think she likes that, Chris,” Leon croons, his hands rubbing up and down your sides.

Chris sucks on the pebbled nub a bit more before alternating to the other one. He spends less time over there before just kissing all over your chest.

“Got such pretty tits,” he grunts, laving a tongue across your skin.

Your face heats up at the compliment, and of course, Leon knew without even having to look. He could tell by the slight way you squirmed your hips on his lap.

“Aw, princess. You like when daddy’s friend calls you pretty?” he coos. Once he sees your little nod, he continues. “How about you let him pull down your shorts and see how cute your cunt is next.”

You agree to this with no hesitation, trying to elevate your hips so he could remove your clothing. Chris smirks at your overt desire. In a quick move, he scoots back and pulls by your hips so that you’re laying across the couch again. Your head is on Leon’s thigh so you can look up at him while your fingers remain tightly interlaced with his.

The larger man peels your shorts off and then your panties. He gazes upon your dripping cunt. His thumb drags up and down through your slick in an exploratory touch.

“Oh, honey,” he breathes, circling your clit. His hand moves down again before he slides two fingers into your hole. “You’re gonna take our cocks so well. Pussy this pretty is made for that.”

You suck in a gasp that turns into a long whine as his digits fill you up. His fingers were nice and thick, filling you up just right. Your eyes flutter, and your head presses against Leon’s thigh. Chris starts pumping them in and out, stroking your inner walls.

“That’s right, baby,” Leon reassures you, “He’s gonna open you up, and you’re gonna feel so good.”

A breathy whimper falls from your lips. Your hips rock a little, but Chris allows it, enjoying your enthusiasm as you become more comfortable. You feel his fingers curling within you in motions that drive you wild and have your hands grabbing at the edges of the couch cushion beneath you.

“There you go, sweet baby. Am I doing it right?” Chris asks teasingly. With your frantic nod, he works a third finger into you. Your eyes roll back and you choke out a moan.

Leon smiles down at you and strokes your hair. His bulge grows harder, watching you get so wound up for his friend.

“Make sure you rub her pretty little clit, Chris. She loves that,” he says, “Might be a little sore since she likes to play with it so much.”

Chris grins at that, taking his turn to tease you now. “Is that right? You like playing dirty, princess? I bet you can’t help it. Cute girls like you get needy so easy. Can’t think without making yourself cum every few hours, yeah?”

“Mhm,” you whimper and nod.

“I’ll be gentle then. Think your sweet spot just needs some special kisses,” he coos.

He bends down so his mouth can be level with your cunt, a bit of a challenge with his size, but he manages. His lips meet your clit and give you some soft kisses. A little flick of the tongue and the light movement of his flesh against your sensitive bundle of nerves has your walls fluttering around him, little mewls escaping your lips.

Then, with a harsh suck to your clit, he works a fourth finger inside you. Your legs kick a little, but he simply slides them to rest on his shoulders. Every little twitch next to his head has more of his blood rushing south. Your hips buck too as you adjust to the minor stretch.

“You’re daddy’s perfect girl, you know that right? Girl of my fuckin’ dreams. Doing so good for me right now,” your boyfriend says from above you. His eyes watch on fondly as Chris slides basically his entire hand in and out of you. “Think you can cum for Chris, baby? Gush all over his fingers so it’s nice and easy for him and daddy to fill you up?”

You nod quickly. 

Chris sucks harder on your clit and flicks his tongue against you with more fervor. His hand finds a rhythm that you seemed to like, had you twitching more than before. He could hear your voice rising to a higher pitch.

“C’mon, pretty girl. Make your daddy proud,” he murmurs against your folds.

You really don’t know what it was, but that phrase does you in. You turn your face against Leon’s hip, dig your fingers into his palm, and erupt into a frenzy of whining and bucking your hips. 

Chris continues his efforts, relishing the sensation of your slick coating his fingers and palm. His lips gradually loosen on your swollen bud. He gives it a few more licks before sitting up and gazing down at your blissed out body.

They both give you a second to rest before Leon sits you up on the couch. He gives you a quick kiss and looks into your eyes, hazy from release.

“Think you’re ready for daddy and Chris to fuck you?” he coos and rubs your cheek.

“Mhm,” you hum, returning his loving stare.

“Of course you are. My sweet girl,” he says.

The two men don’t waste time undressing themselves. Clothing piles up on the ground as they match your nudity. Both of them stand as they undo their belts and drop their pants. You’d seen Leon’s dick a hundred times by now. You watch him pull it out and give it a few strokes. The tip flushes bright red like always, a couple familiar veins span up the side. You turn your attention to Chris, looking upon a sight you hadn’t seen before.

You’re snapped out of your post-orgasm stupor when you catch a glimpse of the appendage hanging between Chris’s legs. Just like every other part of him, it’s noticeably thick. The length was good too, sure, but it wasn’t the main attraction. His cock didn’t get as red as Leon’s, but it still had the veins. He even had a few beads of white, sticky precum leaking from the head.

“Oh, you like what you see, baby?” Leon teases when he notices your wonder, “I’m sure Chris would be happy to let you suck on it next time.”

“Daddy, it’s not gonna fit,” you say, looking up at him and ignoring the tempting idea of giving Chris a blowjob.

He smiles down at you, simultaneously condescending and affectionate. “Of course it will. C’mere, princess,” he says. 

In no time at all, Leon’s back on the couch, guiding you on top of him. You crawl to meet the place he’s directing you. Lowering yourself against him, your front rests against his and your head lies near the crook of his neck. The warmth of his body comforts you but not enough to push out your concerns completely.

“You don’t have to worry, sweetheart. I’m gonna get you nice and comfy on daddy’s cock, and then Chris will just slide right in,” he reassures you, “You’re gonna feel so good. You just let me take care of everything.”

His arm had already slithered beneath your hip to line up his shaft with your entrance. He runs the tip through your soaked folds then pushes in. A whiny moan escapes you, and your arms wrap tighter around him. The feeling wasn’t a new one, but it still felt so good. He works himself in and out slowly, hips rocking off the couch in small thrusts.

“That’s my girl, taking it just like you’re meant to. I’ve got you trained so well,” he murmurs against your hair.

The entire time, you feel Chris’s eyes on you. His pupils fixated on the sight of Leon pumping in and out of your gushing cunt. You hear him spit down onto his hand and know he’s started to stroke himself in anticipation. Other than that, he stays quiet, locked onto you sucking up every inch of your boyfriend's cock.

Leon continues gliding in and out. You feel the muscles in his chest and neck straining with the pleasure your pulsing walls give him.

“Fuck, you’re so wet. Chris did a good job with you,” he groans. His breaths become ragged as he staves off true euphoria. This couldn’t end too quickly. “You know, babydoll, I don’t think you said thank you to Chris for making you feel so good. That’s not very nice.”

You whimper as your brain registers the implication of his words. At the moment, you were more focused on rolling your hips with Leon’s, but you force some words out of your mouth cause you’re a good girl after all.

“Sorry daddy,” you say, cut off by a whine as he pokes a sensitive spot, “T-thank you, Chris.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart,” he responds. You can hear the satisfaction in his voice, but you don’t have the chance to linger on it since you feel his broad palm land on the small of your back. His fingers rub the skin gently, as if to keep you calm while he positions himself on his knees behind you. You whine again and cling harder to Leon.

“You can say thank you better than that, baby,” he teases, trying to keep any fear away from you. He presses a kiss to your temple as well and rubs your back, “What are you thanking him for?”

“Thank you for making me cum, Chris. Your fingers and kisses felt so good,” you whimper, adding on the last bit before Leon could correct you further.

“Oh, you’re welcome,” he repeats with excessive adoration, “You deserve it for being such a good girl. Besides, that pussy was so fucking sweet, makes me want another taste.”

You squeeze around Leon and bite your lip as your lower belly erupts with butterflies. And then you feel it. You feel the hot tip of Chris’s heavy cock nudging at your entrance above Leon’s. You tense and dig your fingers into the flesh of his back.

“Just relax, baby. You’re gonna be just fine. Daddy’s right here,” he coos and holds you tighter against his chest.

“You ready?” Chris asks softly.

You squeeze your eyes shut but nod, waiting to feel the stretch.

And it comes right away. You gasp as another cock enters you. Whining, your hands scramble to grab at something. Leon takes one and squeezes it lovingly, pausing his thrusts. You bury your face against his skin, your chest erratically puffing as you try to accommodate the sizes. Both men are groaning, eyes fluttering or rolled back, muscles flexing as they take in the tight, wet heat engulfing them.

“Doing so good, pretty girl, so good,” Leon mutters.

You can’t fathom any kind of response. The burning sensation of both of them was still so intense and from what you could tell, Chris wasn’t even all the way in yet. He was still pushing forward as far as he could. At a certain point, you can’t fight off the tears pricking at your waterline. Your free hand clamps over your mouth as a choked cry tumbles out.

“So fucking tight, I could cum right now,” Chris grunts.

Leon’s hand covers your right hip, tracing tiny soothing circles over your skin. Chris occupies your left, digging his fingers into the flesh. The subtle difference between the two sides drives you further into the throes of ecstasy.

When Chris manages to bully his cock nearly all the way inside you, as deep as it could go at least, Leon feels your hot tears sliding off your cheeks and pooling on his chest.

“Oh, poor baby,” he croons. He lets go of your hand for a second to swipe a few drops away, but then he takes it back. “You ok, honey? Too much for you?”

You weakly shake your head that it wasn’t too much, sniffling between whimpers. They’ve both stopped now to let you get used to the entirety of them. The site of your connection pulses with need on all three accounts. You feel Chris gripping you a little harder in an effort to keep his composure.

“My tough girl, so brave for daddy. Makin’ me so proud,” he whispers and kisses your hairline.

“So fuckin’ pretty too. You look gorgeous all filled up like this,” Chris moans from behind you.

His gaze remains on his and Leon’s cocks splitting you open. He starts rocking his hips a bit, groaning at the combined feeling of your slick walls with Leon’s length rubbing against his. Leon starts moving again too.

You let out a sound that’s between a yelp and a moan. Both of Leon’s arms snake around you to keep you engulfed in his embrace. He’s more vocal than usual, the mix of stimulation getting to him as well.

“That’s right. You keep crying for your daddy. Let me hear how much you need me. Just cry it out like the good little girl you are,” he mumbles against you.

Once you’ve become comfortable with the stretch, it starts feeling better than you’d imagined. In tandem, they’re stroking every part of you. They slide in and out, back and forth, pulling soft whines from you. The only noise apart from the three of you grunting and moaning, is the obscene noises that come from them pumping into your wet pussy. You feel your ability for coherent thoughts slipping away. You just wanted to be full of your daddy and his friend.

Chris smacks your ass while picking up his pace a bit. “Now she’s getting into it,” he says.

You get a little louder to both their enjoyment. Grabbing at Leon a little more, you shudder while hearing moans bubble up from his chest and out of his mouth.

“That’s cause you’re such a good girl. Right baby?” he asks, his voice breathier, “So good at whining for your daddy’s cock.”

You nod without a second thought. You’re panting a bit as the thrusts start hitting just right. Your expressions and the tightening of your cunt give you away. You hear both of them groaning and getting a little more primal with their movements.

“You feel that, Chris? She’s getting closer. Can always tell by the way her pussy starts trying to keep me in. So desperate for some cum,” Leon says.

“Yeah. I can feel her cute little cunt begging for it,” Chris growls.

They’re both going harder, making your mind get all fuzzy and causing more tears to fall, although by this time they’re purely tears of pleasure. Your cries are whiny and needy.

“My baby, my baby,” Leon grunts while lacing his fingers in your hair, “I want you to cum for me, ok? Wanna feel you cumming all over our cocks. Show Chris how good you make me feel every single night when you start clamping down on me.”

You don’t finish right then. It takes a handful more thrusts from each of them to hit the right buttons and work you over that edge, dropping you into a pool of euphoria. The bliss washes over you, and as Leon described, your pussy squeezes around them in waves. They’re both moaning now, grabbing you harder, sighing and gasping. You twitch on top of Leon, and he holds you close and helps you through it.

“Look at that sweet face. Always so pretty when you let go,” he mumbles just for you to hear, “Keep cumming, dolly. Want you feeling like you’re in heaven.”

Leon’s the first to blow his load, shooting it deep inside you. He pumps it in while you’re still releasing. His own hips twitch and buck while that hot, sticky liquid flows from him. 

Chris takes a bit longer, savoring every last moment he has inside your precious cunt. He keeps thrusting after you’ve finished, making you squirm with the slight overstimulation. Leon hisses too, feeling the friction from his movements against his dick.

When he finally does cum, your body is overtaken with a shiver. He fucks it deep into you. His thrusts don’t weaken while he spills it inside of you. He keeps moving in powerful strokes until he’s satisfied.

After he’s truly done, Chris leans down and kisses the space between your shoulder blades. “So good, pretty baby,” he praises softly before pulling out.

It feels weird just having Leon’s dick in you. It’s your normal but so strange now too. He slides himself out next though, so there isn’t too much time to fester on that. Sitting up, he pulls you with him while covering your face in kisses.

Everyone is laid back right now, letting the post-high wear off as you all come down. You stay curled up to Leon like you always did after finishing. He rubs your back like normal, knowing your head was most likely still up in the clouds. Eventually, all of your breathing steadies and returns to a regular pace.

Your hazy eyes open and gaze over at Chris. “Thank you Chris,” you say, tone a bit dreamier than it usually is.

“You’re welcome, honey,” he says, smiling at you.

“Look at you, so polite,” Leon teases, “By the looks of it, you’re gonna be sitting on Chris’s lap soon enough and leaving me on the sidelines.”

You shake your head and nuzzle him. All of you take a brief moment to finish the descent back to normalcy. Chris stands to pull on his pants again. 

“We’ll get there one of these days,” he jokes.

“I don’t know about that. This one’s a daddy’s girl before anything else,” Leon says, before smooching your forehead.

[landososcar]

so high school ; JB5

pairing(s) ; jude bellingham x singer!reader , jude bellingham x student!reader

summary ; twitters favourite new(ish) artist drops her new album right during her school year.

warnings ; nothinggggg & mainly just fluff bc i love happy people

note ; SORRY ITS SHORT AHHAHA, i’ll post a new lando fic soon i just have no inspiration… ignore any dates that are wrong or don’t match - im lazy. also this is VERYYYY LOOSLY based off so high school lol (it’s mainly the aristotle line)

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youruser surprise !!!!! as an end of term present (for myself🤭🥳) and in honour of knowing the loml for 15 years, here’s 15 new songs for you guys to (hopefully) enjoy 😊 noah, thank you for trusting me and letting me join you on what might be one of my favourite songs ever!! i loveeee youuuu. && to my jude<3 thank you for inspiring me every single day of our lives. i love you bigger than the whole sky 🩵🩵 (guys he’s actually v v talented and he helped me write scared of my guitar, hard to sleep, and feels like) j, you are my safe place and these songs — especially the ones i haven’t let you hear yet — are for you.

ps guys idk how to only write happy songs but jude is the only one who makes me feel safe enough to express my emotions through my songs 😁 i looooovvveee him and am NOT 🙅‍♀️ breaking up with him. he is stuck with me forever💞

‘the alchemy’ is YOURS tonight at midnight 💓

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user1 WHAT

user2 YOU CANT JUST DROP THIS ON US WTF

oliviarodrigo my girl💞💞 i’m so so soooo excited😭

user3 GIRL I KNOW YOU DIDNT JUST CALL THE ALBUM ‘the alchemy’ FOR NO REASON. WHERE TF IS THE TITLE TRACK I KNOW YOUVE GOT HER SOMEWHERE

youruser jude and i love the alchemy the most out of all the songs and wanna keep her just ours for a little bit longer but maybe if you guys enjoy these songs i’ll let you have my baby

user4 YNAJDKJSKDKDIS

user5 WHATTTT songs did she not let jude hear omfg i need to know

youruser he’s heard them all except for daylight, paper rings & so high school lollll

judebellingham refreshing my spotify every minute til midnight you guys don’t understand she’s kept these songs in a VAULT

user6 jude i know you love spotify but apple music get new music 10 minutes early xxx

judebellingham just made an apple music account

user7 TEN MINS TIL THE ALBUM OF THE YEAR DROPS

taylorswift so so proud of you beautiful 🩷🩷

judebellingham I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH

judebellingham putting ALLLL of these on the pre-game playlist

youruser babe idk if some of these will pump you up before a game

judebellingham hearing your voice will pump me up idc how sad the song is xx

user8 why’s no one talking about how she’s in UNIVERSITY and dropped a FIFTEEN song album like …??? she’s INSANE. WHERE did she find the TIMEEE

user9 not to mention she lives with him in madrid and does school online coz her uni is in the uk

user10 she’s insane i don’t understand how😭😭

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youruser surprised my fav person in the uk for his england game and he scored for me 😆🩵🩵

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user1 she wrote “you know how to ball” and he said “yeah” then scored a goal and did a celebration for her😭

user2 zoom in on pic 6 and you’ll see me laying on the road waiting to be run over

judbellingham ‘unemployed girlfriend’ but you’re the greatest singer on earth while also doing online uni full time and you still make time to be able to come see me

youruser it’s coz i love you so so bad

jobebellingham you make me sick

youruser i love u too jobeyyyyyy

england our favourite visitor💙💙

user3 how does she do all this whilst going to uni😭😭😭

oliviarodrigo 💖💖💖

judebellingham I LOVVVEEEE YOUUUUU

user4 i NEED the top in pic 8 where is it from

youruser i found it on depop and HAD to buy it😭😭 i think someone made it x

chappellroan HOTTTTT (you not ur bf)

youruser I WOULD DIE FOR YOU MY WIFE💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

user5 i don’t understand how you write sad songs like the ones on your album if ur ‘in love with jude’

user6 jude deserves better than someone who’s so caught up on and still writes songs about her exes

user7 WHYS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THE LYRICS SHE POSTED ON TWITTER IM GOJNG INSANE

user8 LITERALLY?/!;!!/;@:8@ LIKE ??????? “WHERES THE TROPHY? HE JUST COMES RUNNING OVER TO ME” IS SO JUDE CODED WHEN Y/N IS AT LITERALLY ANY OF HIS GAMES

user7 EXACTLYYYYY HE ALWAYSSS RUNS TO HER IMMEDIATELY AFTER HES ALLOWED TO DO HIS OWN THING. ITS FUCKING ADORABLE

user8 IM SO GLAD SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS ME

user7 were both insane let’s get married

user8 dm me right now wife

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youruser lol little life update coz i’ve been m.i.a. for the last almost two months. 1: i went blonde again. 2: my man still as fine as ever. 3: got engaged or whatever lol. 4: slaying up exams. 5: i miss tour so i decided imma come back and see you all soon 🤭🤭 tour dates soon <3

ps in honour of becoming fiance or whatever🤗 the alchemy and 4 other songs are yours on the deluxe version of ‘the alchemy’ ,, out tonight !!!

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user1 WHAT THE FUCK

user2 GIRL LET US BREATHE

harrykane juudddeeeeee!!! congrats🥳❤️

declanrice mr bellingham that is a ROCK

user3 SHE DISAPPEARED FOR TWO MONTHS AND THEN CAME BACK AND DROPPED ALL OF RHAT ON HS

gracieabrams OMG WIFE IS GONNA BE A WIFE

user4 BLONDE YN IS BACK AND SHES A FIANCÉ OH MY GOD

judebellingham WIFE WIFE WIFE‼️‼️‼️

youruser not yet my love but so close🥰

judebellingham I CANT HEAR YOU MY WIFE IS AN ACADEMIC AND LYRICAL GENIUS

user5 she’s still writing break up and sad songs whilst engaged… so weird

user6 yeah and jude helps her,, he must be so disgusted right? seriously get a life and go touch grass

taylorswift so so happy for you 💓💓

youruser 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 i love you

user7 TOUR TOUR TOUR TOUR TOUR

england juddeeeeee💙 sooo happy for you two

trentarnold ❤️❤️❤️

user8 how girl just gonna casually drop a ENGAGEMENT announcement in the middle of a photo dump

user9 REALLLL LIKE THATS A BIG ASS RING TOO

noahkahanmusic YESSSSS🤍🤍🤍🤍

user10 HOWWWW is miss girl gonna find time in her schedule to do uni, make music, keep a healthy relationship, AND TOUR

judebellingham mrs*

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[frankoceanluvrr]

𝐈𝐃𝐅𝐂 — 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑

pairing : peter parker x fem!reader. angst!

summary : Peter and [Name] are in a relationship. [Name] is trying her hardest to be a “relaxed” and “chill” girlfriend. She bottles up her feelings which result in a heated conversation.

warnings : based off of the song “Idfc” by blackbear. I do NOT own the song, nor the character spiderman. arguing, swearing, topics of cheating are included in this! also english isn’t my first language, so please correct me if need be (eg spelling and grammatical errors). this is kinda long as well

a/n : WE HIT 30 FOLLOWERSSS!!!!!! TYSM !!!! Also the gif has nothing to do with the story lol I just like it

He missed it. Maybe he’s busy? He’s always busy. He promised he’d come though, surely that means something? It was your one year anniversary of becoming a couple, and you both decided to go to the same restaurant where he first confessed to you. You sat there, like a fool, all dressed up for nothing. You had been there about three hours and it had just hit midnight. Practically everyone in the restaurant had given you the same pitiful look as they both entered and eventually left. You took a deep breath and apologised to the staff for being there so long. Embarrassed, you began to walk back home.

Maybe he just didn’t care anymore. You fell into your bed, hopelessly scrolling on your phone as if it could distract you from the humiliation. He hadn’t even sent a text. Your night was about to become worse when you heard a desperate knock on your window. It was Peter. You could only roll your eyes as he looked at you, cheeks flushed. He had the distinct smell of alcohol as he got a bit closer to you, almost attempting to read your emotions.

“[Name]—”

“Do you love me?” You cut him off, tears already starting to prick your eyes.

“What? Of course I do.” He defended himself.

“Tell me that you love me.”

“It’s not fake, [Name]. I do love you.” He muttered, maintaining eye contact as if he was trying to look sober.

“You’ve been out all night.” You sighed, “do you have any idea about what you missed?”

“I was out because of ‘spiderman-ly’ duties.” He slurred, obviously lying.

“You smell of alcohol Peter. I’m not dumb, you come in here, slurring all your words, you’re not making any sense,” You started, “but you know what, I don’t fucking care like always. That’s how you want me to be like, right?”

“I have so many feelings for you, [Name],” He sighed, “it’s not intentional baby, I’m practically a fool for you.”

“You’re the fool?” You scoffed, “you were three hours late doing God knows what. It was humiliating, and you know what I haven’t heard? A fucking apology.”

“I love you, you’re too good for me. I’m so sorry baby for missing our,” he paused, then quickly added, “dinner?”

You could only stare at him in disbelief, and yet the more you stared the more evidence you discovered. The subtle lipstick stains on his neck, how his hair was all messy, how his shirt was messily thrown on.

You felt a lump in your throat, “you’re cheating on me?”

His eyes widened slightly, gaze softening, “What?”

“You’re cheating on me.” You said, more confirming it to yourself than him.

“It was only twice, [Name]. And if anything it only made me love you more.”

“Twice?” You were in genuine disbelief about the audacity of this man, “Get out, now.”

“You’re breaking up with me?” His gaze hardened.

“Leave.”

“Fine, fuck you [Name].”

He left, slamming the door. He was so obviously drunk, and wasn’t thinking right, but his words pierced your heart like a knife.

[lessnearthesun]

My thesis of The Crows as Taylor Swift Albums because I’m on a long car ride right now and I don’t have anything else to do lol:

Kaz: reputation. This one is self self-explanatory. Reputation fronts as a very dark, edgy, revenge filled album, which it is, BUT under the surface, it’s actually a deeply emotional/romantic album, which is just extremely Kaz. LWYMMD is at the top of my as of now purely hypothetical Kaz magnum opus playlist.

Inej: Speak Now. Speak Now is a album that’s about growing up and picking yourself up after you’ve been wronged, which is definitely Inej. One of her best qualities is her strength, resolve, and ability to maintain her faith and hope. I love her <3

Matthias: This was the hardest because I was torn between Midnights and Fearless, but I’m going to give it to Fearless. As Taylor herself says, it’s an album about the “fearlessness of falling in love” and about entering a new stage in your life, which is literally the thesis of Matthias’ whole arc.

Wylan: folklore. I feel like this is also kind of self-explanatory, but folklore is a very dreamy album that’s filled with lots of depressing things, yes, but it ends on a bit more of a hopeful note. It’s also a very isolated album in vibes which is definitely Wylan. Before he lets himself get close with the other crows, he’s very alone. Wylan Van Eck, army of one and all.

Nina: Red. Red is an album that goes from incredibly upbeat songs to incredibly depressing ones which is very Nina. It’s a fun album that uses these upbeat songs to offset/mask all of the sadness which is definitely Nina.

Jesper: 1989. Besides the fact that 1989 is just a very upbeat album with lots of fun dance songs, it also explores sadder topics like loneliness and feeling like you’re not enough, but it’s not always noticed at first listen because of the fun tempo. That’s very Jesper, who uses his fun loving persona as a kind of deflection.

Also, bonus: Kanej is evermore, Helnik is Midnights, and Wesper is Lover

[just-a-pinch-of-salt]

EDIT: It was a bond story. I’m so sorry for the confusion, I got too excited when I posted this. 🙇‍♂️

So I viewed the first bond story of Sylus, Midnight Stealth. It’s currently taking me out, so I just want to send my thoughts out into the void.

It’s connected to the main storyline, so there are going to be some mild spoilers for that under the cut.

MC and Sylus made a deal. For her to be able to attend the auction, she had to get the brooch from him. She was getting really frustrated since she wasn’t making any progress.

I love her angry doodles. Anyway, Luke and Kieran tried to ‘help’ her. Which was nice of them, I guess.

Nice book. But then...

They gave her this. The handcuffs can be used to restrain Sylus (doubt). But that gun is a bit... off (understatement).

But surprise, surprise! MC got the brooch.

But apparently the bastard could’ve broken free from the handcuffs anytime he wanted. Yeah, I’m aware how sus this screenshot is, lol.

Then the gun goes off, and what happens?

This. I’m going to strangle Luke and Kieran AKSJFHD. Unbelievable. I have no idea what kind of rollercoaster of emotions his stories will take me on.

For now, it just seems so... unserious. (╥﹏╥) But I’m loving it anyway. I’m going to work on collecting more of Sylus’s cards and I’m going to upgrade his Captivating Lesson card (for the myth story), so that I can know more about him.

[memoriashell]

another year, another birthday tweet...i actually really (mostly) liked this year's message, so i prioritized working on it asap. lol. one day i'll get around to doing some of the ones from the previous years, but not today. also bc twitter is a ticking time bomb and i am doing my part in archiving content o7

disclaimer, i’m not fluent in japanese, so i’m not claiming that this is perfect or potentially not without misunderstandings. i’ve also included some translation notes to clarify some things that i felt needed clarification and to offer explanation as to why i reached the conclusions that i did.

i'll also have everything under the cut for easier accessability! sorry if there are typos it is almost midnight as i schedule this up for tomorrow >.>

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大和田

「あぁ？誕生日だぁ？ Ah? [My] birthday?

やめろや、恥ずかしい。Quit that, [it’s] embarrassing. **

オレは日本最大最狂最悪の暴行チームの頭だぞ？I’m the leader of Japan’s most biggest, craziest gang, you know? ***

こんな事で喜んだ姿を見せてられっかよ……けど、まぁオメーらにだったらいいかもな。 [I’m] not sure if I can show how happy I am [for this sort of thing]...but, well, maybe it’s okay [to show that emotion] if it’s just you guys, right? ****

兄弟からも『本当の強さとは弱さを見せられる相手を持つ事だ』って忠告されたばっかだしな 」 “True strength is to have somebody to show your weaknesses to.” That’s the advice that Kyoudai gave me.

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** やめろ generally is translated as stop it, but the や emphasis at the end gives the idea of this being a little more intense, which is generally on point for Mondo. To try and get across that it’s more than just a normal stop it, I decided to translate it as quit it instead. 

恥ずかしい just generally translates as being embarrassed or that something is embarrassing, so contextually you could read this as “Stop that, it’s embarrassing [that you’re celebrating]”, or “Quit that, I’m embarrassed [that you’re celebrating me]”. I went with the former because in the overall context that one made the most sense to me, but I think it’s probably okay to read it either way.

*** Okay this one was a bit of a doozy to try and make sense of, because 最大 is biggest, 最 is most, 狂 depends on context but one of the more common ways is to describe someone who is crazy enthusiastic about something, and 最悪 is for worst/terrible. It didn’t seem like there was an easy way to translate this without it becoming a mouthful and also not really making much sense, so I tried to compromise in the translation. 

As a bonus fun fact, since I cross referenced it trying to figure out how to translate,  最大最悪 is used for infamous: the biggest, most awful [most tragic event in human history] line in DR.

The other issue with this line is that uhm. I am hoping Kodaka just accidentally made a typo? 暴行 (boukou), I am hoping, was supposed to actually be bousouzoku (暴走族), which is the term used for referring to Mondo’s gang/deliquent activities. 暴行 is a word that can be associated with violence, but specifically SA. Sorry that I have to bring this up. Anyways, I tried to google to see if there was perhaps some slang I was missing (including the チーム/team from the original tweet), but that really only gave results for things related to sports teams and SA. Considering that as far as I could tell, no one on the JP side said anything about it, it might be something just lost in translation? But even searching the term on twitter didn’t seem to suggest that it’s a term used commonly so I don’t think it’s like a fan abreviation for bousozoku >> boukou. Anyways this god awful tangent aside, I’m working with the assumption that we’re talking about biking!!  Please know I was this close to giving up on this tweet because I did not want to have to explain this mess.

**** Okay so like this part is pretty straightforward, but I figured I’d give a few note anyways:

The first part of the sentance here technically is skepticisim about being able to show delight, but hesitates to say that it’s okay to do so. The following sentence builds on that, which suggests that he believes that showing happiness over celebrating his birthday would be weak, but because he takes what Kiyotaka has said as advice, he presumably takes it into consideration. 

It should be noted that 相手 is usually translated to like companion, partner, or company (singular), so I considered translated it as friend but, I opted to leave it a little more vague and use somebody instead. It seems intentional that it is supposed to be a very narrow translation instead implying that this is something that should be conveyed to anyone/everyone. In conclusion, the train of thought is something like: I’m a gang leader >> It’s embarrassing to be celebrating birthday’s >> I can’t show that emotion.

Then with the following sentence: There’s strength in showing weakness >> It might be weak to show emotion but that’s okay >> I can show that emotion around some people.

[firenati0n]

year in review: favorite lines! :) <3

hello hello! I was tagged by the lovely @anincompletelist in this adorable tag game where we share our top favorite segments from our published fics and/or wips! :)

I only have one published fic LOL so here are some of my favorite pieces from that and three out of four wips right now (four is buck wild to me considering i had zero like ten days ajflakjfds).

i saved some of my real faves for y'all to read in worm fic (i didn't want to spoil my favorite paragraph at the end LOL). I have linked the fic as well as the tags with wip snips :)

from our world, mine and his alone (the midnight train to go)

Deep breath in. “By the way. Digging the cardigan, Henry. Very…” He rifled through his extensive vocab for literally any appropriate adjective. Refined? Boring. Professional? Practical, but also boring.   “Very…?” Henry raised an eyebrow, long fingers wrapped around a cup of tea. Earl Grey, Henry had said a while ago, but Alex couldn't be sure. He had been terribly distracted by said fingers, wondering where else those fingers could— What Alex’s distracted, useless worms in his left temporal lobe decided to supply him with as a response was: “Slutty-English-Literature-professor core.” Alex was going to jump off the train. He was going to change his name. He was going to get a lobotomy, as a treat.  “Excuse me?!” Henry sputtered into his tea, turning red alarmingly quickly. His sexy-librarian cardigan was collateral damage, tea splattered down the front. 

from the full spectrum of human emotion (WIP, The Proposal (2009 movie) AU, eta 2024):

And selfishly, he’s pretty fucking scared for his career trajectory if it doesn’t work out. He can’t start over, he can’t. His resume can’t take it, and neither can his ego.  He can already hear Oscar clicking his tongue and shaking his head, practically taste the disappointment in Ellen’s pitied gaze and outstretched hand. He absolutely cannot give them the silver bullet that goes clean through his erratic heart and wrenches him back home. He loves Austin, breathes it, and yet…and yet. He just can’t return, not when he’s so close. He still has so much to prove, so much to hold up to the sky and say I’m here, I can take it, I did it, I’m good enough. It almost swallows him whole—his overwhelming love for his family, his nostalgia for the Texas sun. But it’s just not enough to—

from queerano de bergerac (WIP, Cyrano / The Half of It (2020 movie) AU, eta 2024):

“Amber, everyone thinks you’re pretty, it is an objective fact. Irrefutable, even.” “Aw, Henry! That’s so nice of you to say, thank you.” She flashes him a genuine smile. She’s sweet, Henry is loath to admit.  “You’re welcome. But. This letter…we need to workshop it a bit. Make it more personal? More about who Alex is as a person, and not who we see him as. What’s below the surface? What are his hidden depths that you are willing to explore? How do you show you’re in love, not just tell?” Amber raises an eyebrow. “Okay. How do I do that?” She sniffs. “I thought I was being so obvious when I asked if he had lunch plans.” “...You asked him if he had lunch plans during our…one lunch period at school?” “Okay, fine! I’m not the best with fancy words like you, Mr. Future English Literature Major.”

from untitled continuation of worm fic (WIP, eta 2024):

If Alex could land Henry's phone number (a bit forcefully, if he remembered Henry's tone correctly) using sheer fucking charisma, he could nail a date with the guy. Easy peasy.  Except. Except for the fact that Alex's brain seemed to rapidly degrade in every conceivable way when faced with Henry's fairytale hair and anime-worthy blue eyes. Henry's presence was lethal for every ounce of Alex's grey matter. With every blink of his doe eyes, Henry obliterated another one of Alex's (already fucking limited!) brain worms. They would writhe in agony, unable to shake the vicelike grip of Henry's charisma, doomed to a slow and sensual death. Alex was so fucked, and not in the fun, safe, and lubed way. 

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[deedah]

A love letter to Murder Drones

Btw this is just a rambling about how I got into Murder Drones and how it has changed my view of the world, so if you don’t care then don’t read :3

(Also it’s gonna be lengthy and maybe a bit of trauma dump)

I also don’t expect @liamvickersanimation or @glitchproductions to use tumblr, and if they see this I will jump off a cliff lol

So, it started one day when I got the Murder Drones pilot in my recommended on YouTube. Buut I scrolled right passed it cause I didn’t really care about it then. A few nights later, round midnight, I saw the pilot again and caved. I then went to the playlist and watched the first 6 episodes. (This was a month after ep 6 came out)

I did fall in love w/ the style of the show, but I did not understand the plot.

so I watched the show again and again, and even watched theory vids on it. And when I tell you I bawled by eyes out when I watched the show again, got connected to the characters, I bawled by fuckin eyes out when V sacrificed herself.

While watching theories of MD, something clicked in my head and I decided that I wanted to do my own show as well.

but, I suck at creativity and can’t make up new things, just edit already made things. So I decided, if I can’t make my own stories, I would help other people make their stories.

in other words, I wanted to be an animator

after I got my mind in on the fact I wanted to be an animator, I had downloaded many, and I mean many animation apps on my drawing iPad, and tried to 2D animate.

now, I would call myself a shitty artist. I don’t know anatomy and I barely use references too.

so when 2D animation did not work for me, I almost gave up my dream to become an animator, and plus.. I didn’t even know where I wanted to work.

I didn’t want to work for Disney cause I don’t really like their stuff anymore, and dream works kinda fell off too (no offense to any fans of those people, I will respect your opinions)

So I gave up on my dream, and I checked glitch prod. for any new info for MD ep. 7. But, instead of anything Murder Drones a new show was on called The Amazing Digital Circus.

now, I absolutely did not care about some new show, I only wanted Murder drones. Then I caved again and watched TDAC. and I fell in love w/ it as well.

and TDAC brought by dream back up to become an animator. I decided that I wouldn’t work for DreamWorks or Disney,

I would work for Glitch Productions.

now, I have no idea if I’ll ever be able to work for them, but it would be an honor.

then ep. 7 dropped for MD, and I fell in love again with this episode. Especially Flesha. Her movements, her emotions, her flicker design! It was all just perfect!

So I started to look online for ways to become an animator, but not a 2D one.

My mom helped me find a program called Blender.

and yes, I still use Blender to this day

I then started to take lessons from YouTube vids online and once I got the hang of it, I started to look for models that I could pose.

now, I can’t animate good rn cause I have a very shitty laptop that can barely run one model at a time, but I’m still learning.

and then the finale for Murder drones finally comes out. And omfg I have no words

it’s peak perfection

again the characters felt so ALIVE! And FREE!

and it’s what I wanted to do! It’s still is! I want to animate characters that people love and make art or fanfics about.

so.. that’s the point of this “Love letter”

I just wanted to say.. Thank you Liam and Glitch for this amazing show that I and millions of people could be apart of. And I hope I’m able to meet you in person and maybe even work under you one day.

Again.. thank you @liamvickersanimation and @glitchproductions.

you brought be out of my shell and made me into a better person, I owe you a lot.

and with that.. goodnight

-love @deedah

[justaragdollysblog]

Rises The Moon 🌙

an original tadc one shot! this has lyrics to Rises The Moon by Liana Flores.

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Pomni sat by the lake, shaking. It was a cool, still night, and the adventure had been particularly taxing and emotional today. She was trying so hard to stifle her sobs.

Ragatha was always tuned to other people’s emotions, even when it wasn’t so obvious. She was worried about Pomni. She approached the jester and gently sat next to her. “Rough day?”

Pomni’s sobs just escalated. “It’s never the same, we’re never getting out, I can’t take this-“ She wailed, burying her head into her gloves. Ragatha took a gentle, patient sigh.

“Days seem sometimes as if they’ll never end,”

Pomni looked up meekly, a bit confused but entranced by her voice. She sniffled and waited for the next lyric.

“Sun digs it’s heels to taunt you.”

She smiled at Pomni, holding her hand out. She seemed to give a look that said: ‘It’ll be good, trust me.’

“But after sunlit days, one things stays the same,”

She twirled Pomni around ever so gently. She giggled, a chirp like sound that Ragatha wanted put into a CD and played constantly.

“Rises the moon.”

Ragatha then held her arms out. Pomni smiled softly, hugging her. Ragatha peered up at the Moon, the stars twinkling and dancing with the hues of blue.

The moon winked, and the doll winked back. She smiled widely, looking down only when she heard soft snoring on her shoulder.

“Breathe, Breathe, Breathe.”

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Ahhhh i’m writing this at almost midnight! I felt like it was so perfect for them lol!! Also first solo fic on here whoop whoop

[july13th2004]

Not going to make three separate posts for the three fics I uploaded today, just this one, so if you're going to read any of them, please read them at the mirror links (for An Ocean Apart, I highly recommend you read it on AO3, because of the formatting)!

Together Evermore

Characters/Relationships: Kratos Aurion, Anna Irving, Kratos/Anna, Kranna, Dirk, Kratos Aurion and Dirk

Genre: Romance/Fluff

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Smut

Word Count: 4241

Mirror Link: AO3 | Pixiv

Summary: The morning after Kratos and Anna’s second midnight reunion, Anna wakes up to find her husband reading a book that holds a deep, emotional meaning for her. When Kratos asks her to explain and summarize the book’s story, she’s more than happy to oblige. Then a short time later, after Kratos recalls a few intimate moments they shared the night before, he finds himself in the mood for more, and she’s willing to oblige him on that, too. The couple then spends the rest of the day eating a special brunch and enjoying each other’s company, grateful that they have the rest of their lives to spend together.

Author’s Note: So a few months ago, I decided I wanted to write a direct sequel to ‘Forever Yours’. I started writing this down in a notebook initially, then ultimately decided to just write it how I normally would on my laptop. This fic takes place the morning after the ending of ‘Forever Yours’, so it’s set in my Anna Lives AU (which I think has completely consumed me, help), but it is not required that you read that fic before reading this one unless you want to. There’s also a short conversation between Kratos and Dirk in this one, and this is my first time writing dialogue, or really anything for Dirk, so I apologize if his dialogue sounds weird (or even stereotypical).

Wrapped Up In Your Scent

Characters/Relationships: Kratos Aurion, Anna Irving, Kratos/Anna, Kranna, Lloyd Irving, Noishe

Genre: Romance/Fluff

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Smut

Word Count: 3183

Mirror Link: AO3 | Pixiv

Summary: One late winter night, Kratos comes back inside from a couple hours of chopping firewood to find Lloyd asleep on the floor of the living room, using Noishe as his pillow. After putting the boy properly to bed in his own room, he heads back to the bedroom, where he finds Anna already in bed, reading a book. He informs her that he’s going to take a bath, and she apologizes for forgetting to put their son to bed earlier. Kratos assuages his wife’s worry, telling her that he already took care of it, then heads into the bathroom. While Kratos is taking a bath, Anna gets out of bed to make herself some tea. Both secretly hope that the other will use the gifts they bought for each other, and each wonders what the other will smell or taste like as a result of using those gifts. What else will using those gifts lead to?

Author’s Note: Lol, this one ended up being an unplanned sequel to ‘Like Firewood and Spice…’. Just like that one, this one was also inspired by some candles, two of them this time, that I’ve seen at work the last couple of months. I never planned on writing a sequel to ‘Like Firewood and Spice…’, and I’m sure most of you didn’t think I would either, but here it is I guess.

An Ocean Apart

Characters/Relationships: Kratos Aurion, Anna Irving, Kratos/Anna, Kranna

Genre: Fluff/Light Angst

Rating: G

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2336

Mirror Link: AO3 | Pixiv

Summary: Due to his involvement in a major business project, Kratos has been away from his wife for almost a year. The couple communicates with each other nightly via text and video call. One night after Anna comes home late from work, she asks her husband during their nightly video call if he knows when he’s coming home to her. His answer ends up being the one she had hoped for, but would require her to wait for him just a little bit longer.

Author’s Note: So this one is set in a Modern AU, and is also a contest entry for March’s Pixiv Novel writing contest. The theme of the month is Meetings and Partings, and this one was written for the sub-theme of Long Distance Relationships. The title of this one, along with the overall theme of the story, was inspired by this quote (please scroll down to the first part of the QA section) in reference to the same song and its lyrics at the link (yes, this is yet another fic inspired by that song, lol). Anyway, I’ve never written anything like this before, nor have I entered anything into one of these contests before, so I’m a little nervous about posting this because I don’t know what to expect (I don’t expect to win anything, since the winners are going to be selected via lottery, so completely random), but I do hope some of you out there will enjoy reading this one. This one is also my favorite of the three fics I’m uploading today.

[lingering-42-long]

Request - Soap x F! Reader [fluff]

Prompt/Idea - The reader would always receive chocolates and flowers every midnight on her birthday for the past three years. The reader is always confused, about why until she installs a camera to catch the person. They find out its Soap and they decide to confront them. Soap admits it, and says he's always had a crush on her but was always nervous to say anything. The reader confesses she has a crush on him

From Afar

Another great request! So sorry I have not been posting as much as I wanted to. Life is hectic and it is not easy lol. In Lou of Valentine’s Day I’m also going to make this more into a Valentine’s Day story! Not just birthdays but also Valentines. So here is our favorite Scottish Scottish Sergeant being cheesy! Enjoy!

Warnings: fluff

Female reader x Johnny ‘Soap’ McTavish

It always confused them. Every single time they would receive gifts from flowers to chocolates, or just a simple card with hand writing that was unfamiliar to them. They had no idea who it was from. For the past three years every Valentine’s Day and birthday they would always be receiving these gifts. Not that they hated it, quite the opposite actually, But they were just confused about who the secret admirer was. There were several guesses as to who it could possibly be but at the same time how on earth did they get their address? (Y/n) knew that tonight would be the eve of Valentine’s Day, which meant the culprit would be prowling around at her house to deliver the gifts. They recently bought a camera one specifically used for either hunting or animal watching. It was perfect for night vision as well.

Carefully setting it up, (y/n) made sure that the camera was well hidden behind some leaves any emotion that would be made would alert her phone and she would be able to identify who it was. It was perfect. Now she was going to catch her secret admirer. She couldn’t help but smile at the thought of finally identifying this person. The first time she had been receiving Valentine’s Day and birthday presents it terrified her. She wasn’t used to receiving gifts especially since she didn’t know who it was. She first thought it was her parents sending her little trinkets but after calling them And finding out that they hadn’t she almost called the police out of fear that somebody was stocking her. But she decided against it. This continued for three years. Every year on her birthday or on Valentine’s Day and sometimes even on Christmas she would be receiving gifts from whoever the secret admirer was. They would always leave a Little notes something that was typed out so the handwriting could not be traced back about how they wished that they could spend the holidays with her and not to fear that they were not a threat. She had brought this attention to some of her friends back at the bar. Coast people who she enjoyed talking to. One of them was Johnny he seem to have a great interest in whomever this person was as she told him about her concerns. He gave a sideways glance to one of his colleagues who she recognized as Gaz and Gaz just shrugged

“ I wouldn’t worry about it too much. Honestly it seems nice to actually have somebody who admires you from the far they’re probably just really nervous about talking to you”

She brushed it off at first. But (y/n) wondered if it was Gaz that was leaving the presents maybe it was one of the other regulars that she could think of, about five or six of them that have in the past flirted with her. Then there was Johnny. He always hung out at the bar especially after coming back from Duty. Anytime it was her birthday or Valentine’s Day or even near Christmas he would always get a little bit more excited a little bit more happy she wondered why but he was a sergeant so it probably was just because it was around that time of the holidays and he was also off of work. He also was a little bit older than her so she quickly rolled him out. He was extremely good looking, she wouldn’t be surprised if he already had a girl back at home. Though it would be nice to actually know who it was.

(Y/n) that night worked the evening shift at the bar. Valentine’s Day eve was always a really big night as well as the day of, for many people as many couples were going out and enjoying a few drinks. She wished she could be one of those couples that could go out and enjoy some fun times. But unfortunately she didn’t have anybody to go out with. All of her girlfriends and even some of her guy friends all had partners and she with a few others didn’t. Those who didn’t have partners had decided to go on a vacation or were away for the weekend or were too busy with Tests. It was a bummer every beer it was pretty much the same. She would go to work and come home tired and exhausted after a long workday. Johnny was at the bar with a few other of his colleagues.

“ hey Johnny, The usual?” She asked as she began pouring some scotch.

“Aye, you know me so well Lass,” he chuckled noticed her face. She looked tired and alittle sad behind her smile.

“Lass wats gotten ye so doon?” He asked.

“Oh nothing.” she shook her head, “ valentine’s Day just reminds me I’ve been single for the past five years. I have been trying to find somebody, but I don’t know… I’ve yet to find somebody that I am attracted to. And then when I do find somebody who I like the ghost to me shortly after.”

Johnny scoffed and shook his head, “men can be so shallow, Lass”

“ Believe me I know.” She chuckled “ but enough about me what about you? What are your plans with your special someone.”

“ ah Lass I too am in tha’ same boat as ye, I doon’t have a girlfriend te call my own. Though there is one that I lov’ ba I think she would be put off of me.” He chuckled and shook his head.

“Have you talk to her? Maybe she just doesn’t realize what she’s missing out.” (Y/n) suggested as she was cleaning some beer glasses.

“Aye! I talk to her every time I’m back… I just don’t want te ruin tha relationship that we do have.”

“ If I was her being upfront about it would be the best way. I’m still trying to find out who my secret admirer is. I placed a hidden camera in the tree hopefully I can catch him this time”

look of worry crossed over his face for a brief second, “ ya think ye will catch them?”

“ that’s the plan. It’s not like I’m gonna be mad at them I just wanna know who they are and to say thank you if anything else.” She shrugged.

(Y/n) was then called from across the bar for another round of drinks.

Her attention shifted to the group which gave Johnny a time to process his thoughts. He left a large tip for her at the bar before standing up and getting ready to go. He did feel bad that he couldn’t get the courage enough to tell her how he felt about her. Honestly, he felt like she would reject him and he didn’t want his friendship with her to be ruined.

For whatever reason, no matter how hard he tried, it was like his tongue swelled up in his throat and he couldn’t ask her, it was very obnoxious. He was a sergeant for crying out loud! He shouldn’t be this nervous about anything. Other women he had talked to he had no problem conversing and asking out for dates. But of course it had to be like some cheesy romantic comedy karma that had fallen upon him when he had met (y/n).

He did have one thing a piss leave. He have one of Ghosts balaclavas in his car. A gift that was given to him by Ghost. He would use that! He knew what he had to do and he was going to do it quick and fast without being seen hopefully.

(Y/n) was on her way home when she got a notification on her phone alerting her that the camera had picked up on some thing. She sped home as quickly as possible. By the time she pulled up into her driveway, she saw her neighbor waving at her. (Y/n) slowed down and rolled of the window down.

“There was a man at your door! He was wearing a mask I yelled at him and he freaked out and fell and ran away, I called the police and they’re currently on patrol in this area.”

“T-thank you, Hellen, did he leave anything? Or break in?”

“ not that I saw love, I scared them off before he could do anything.”

(Y/n) nodded and looked at the front porch. Nothing. It made her feel sad a little bit. The person could’ve been her secret admirer, or it could’ve been a robber, but no matter what she didn’t get any Valentine’s Day gift. She shook her head and thanked her neighbor Before heading inside.

The next morning she had woken up. And again checked the door. Nothing. It was Valentine’s Day and she was without even a secret admirer. She did get her folks calling in and telling her happy Valentine’s Day and asking her what her plans were, And as usual she told them that she probably would be working this evening since it was good money. Her parents wished her a happy Valentine’s Day before hanging up. She wanted to be happy she wanted to accept being single but it was really difficult for her.

She didn’t know what was she doing wrong for others to either outright not like her or completely ghost her. But no matter, sitting at home and complaining about not having a husband or a boyfriend or a fiancé of any sort wasn’t going to solve the issue. It didn’t help that any time she would turn on a music station on the radio or watch something on TV that it was all about finding the perfect guy just before Valentine’s Day or some cheesy romcom while the pair were kissing in the rain.

She decided to go to the supermarket to pick up some food, The tips were really good last night, she also was going to thank Johnny for the very large tip that he left behind. And she was planning on going to get herself something really nice for dinner. Usually she didn’t splurge but to hell with it! If she wasn’t going to have a partner she might as well be the partner and make it a self-care day.

As she arrived at the store she actually saw Johnny in the chocolate section looking over at all the different candies and stuff,

“ looking for someone special?” She said behind him as he jumped visibly shocked to see her.

“Lass you scared meh!” The man gave a nervous chuckle but on his face was a huge scratch mark. As if he had fallen and hurt himself or had cut himself in someway.

“ what happened to you?! Your face looks like I got attacked by a bear.”

Ah I feel like it Lass… but doon’t worry about meh. How was your night?” He asked

“ it was great. I made a lot of good money. Oh thank you so much for the tip! You really didn’t have to.” She chuckled and blushed “ also apparently some guy was trying to break into the house last night. My neighbor caught him and he ran away. Unfortunately I guess my secret admirer didn’t come that night. Which is sad because I was looking forward to capturing him. I did capture the burglars face though of sorts he was wearing a mask of some form.” (Y/n) shook her head. “ honestly I was quite terrified”

“Oh Lass~ I’m so sorry you whent thew tha’. It must’ve been traumatic.” The look of guilt crossed over his face. He didn’t mean to scare her or her neighbor.

“ it’s OK. Everything is settled for now.” She gesture to her cart, “ well I better continue on shopping. I’m having a self-care day today and I I am going to be splurging on some really good cooking!” (Y/n) chuckled.

“You have a great day, Johnny.”

“Y-you as well Lass.” Johnny looked a little degraded that he couldn’t say what he wanted to say to her. He was more pissed off at himself than ever before. Before she completely left the area he quickly called to her

“Lass!”

(Y/n) turned around to face him, “yes?”

“ I know this is really sudden and very cheesy of me but would you like to go out with me tonight? Or…or if it’s too much I’m sorry.” He looked down, wanting to kick himself.

“What time?” (Y/n) asked blushing.

“Uhhhh I can pick you up at 18:30.” He was shocked that she had said yes.

“Ok… what should I wear?”

“ something nice but it doesn’t have to be too formal.” He told her, his face showing a slight bit of relief.

“Ok, I will see you at 18:30.”

He smiled “ Great I’ll pick you up then!”

Before she could ask if he needed her address he sped off to who knows where.

That evening she had chosen a pretty blouse with some black slacks it was simple but elegant at the same time a little bit of a classy look for any occasion. And knock on the door was heard. (Y/n) opened the door to reveal A well dressed Scotsman with a big goofy grin on his face,

“my Bonnie Lass, I hope you’re ready for our date.”

“ How did you know where I live?” She chuckled as she grabbed her purse and walked outside with him before locking her door.

“ oh I have meh ways Lass.” He winked at her before taking her to his car.

The restaurant that he had taken her to was a really nice restaurant. It wasn’t horribly expensive or horribly out of budget but it definitely was some thing that was very higher end. She was going to pay for her own meal but Johnny insisted that he would pay for it. He was not about ready to have his date paid for anything. After dinner they decided to take a small walk through one of meny Glasgow‘s parks. There were a few people out milling around the park with their own partners enjoying the evening under the lanterns.

During their walk they had both decided to sit down on the bench and just relax for a tiny bit. Johnny had remembered something in his pocket.

“Oh! I wanted te give ye this.” He handed her a velvet box. When (y/n) opened the present up it revealed a very beautiful little necklace. It was super simple with a single pendant but it was very pretty.

“ was this what you were trying to give me last night before my neighbor caught you?” She looked at him. As his face widened out of shock.

“ how did you-?”

“ first of all I saw the balaclava in your car which matched the description that was on my camera, second you parked your car also where my camera could see at least a little bit of it, third that scratch on your face matches the exact position of where you fell from last night. Really Sergeant I thought you would’ve done a better job at hiding your tracks.” She chuckled. “Ah Lass yer to smart fa me, but will ye let me ask ye a question? I know fer a while I have been admiring ye from a distance-”

“ stalking is the word I would use” (y/n) chuckled and Johnny rolled his eyes

“ anyways, I was wondering if ye would be mine? Only if ye want te! I would love te be yer boyfriend as long as ye let me.” He gave a hopeful look to her, hoping she would say yes.

“Only if you would continue leaving little presents by my doorstep.” (Y/n) chuckled.

“Ah Lass I can do so much more than tha~” he chuckled and gently brought her lips to a sweet, but deeply passionate kiss.

[ichijager13]

Pairings : Eren x reader

Raiting: explicit

Modern AU, aged-up characters (late twenties early thirties), memories, drinking to cop, unhealthy coping mechanism, fluff and smut, overstimulation, angst, morning after.

Summary: After being together for years, Eren decides to put an end to your relationship. On his birthday, only one thing can ease your pain and chase away ghosts of happy memories: Alcohol.

A/N: this is a chapter from Remember how it was, a work that I posted on AO3 months ago. I originally intended to post it on Eren’s birthday but I couldn’t wait lol. I hope you enjoy this one.

Also, I would love to thank everyone for the support you are showing me and for reading my work. your reactions warms my heart and motivates me to write more.

Reblogs and reaction are more than welcomed. be happy :*

It popped into your mind before you even open your eyes. It was today and knowing it will be the first time in six years you won’t be by his side for the occasion brought you tears. You stared at the ceiling debating whether you should let your emotions slip or make yourself something strong to numb your feelings. You ended up opting for the safer option.

You were in the kitchen serving yourself your first shot of the day when ghosts of old and happy days captured you.

 It was past midnight, and Eren was still in his study working on a new model. You glanced one more time at your reflection in the mirror then eyed the small cake and the bottle of red wine you held in each hand. You were a little bit stressed about the dress you picked for the matter. It was a bit edgy for you. taking a deep breath, you threw one last look at the tight silky red dress you were in and headed to where Eren was.

 The moment you opened the curtains of the fitting room the girls’ mouths dropped. “Forget about the mini birthday cake, girl, he will devour you instead”. Sasha breathed excitedly. “Right ladies”. She nudged Annie and Mikasa who couldn’t tear their eyes from you.

“Could you spin around?” Annie managed to ask and you did. The dress was a strappy deep v-neck, and the thin straps ran across your naked back. “Girls I’m afraid he will pass out if he sees her like this”. She whispered.

“That’s the point”. Sasha said, enthusiastic. “It’s his birthday”. She pointed.

“Yeah, well I’m afraid it’s going to be his last”. Mikasa finally spoke. “Roy would be struck if I show up in something like this”.

“Armin too”. Annie added.

“Again, that’s the point. To think that I’m the one who’s single”. She groaned. “You’re buying it, and you’ll put your boldest red lipstick on”. Her eyes were shooting daggers. “Come on give the man a treat he’s turning 30. There’s no better way to celebrate it”.

“What do you think?” you glanced at Annie and Mikasa.

“I guess you should give it a try”. Mikasa said unsure. “Right Annie?”

“Yeah, besides you’ve been together for almost three years”. Annie eyed you again before she follows. “It would be nice to break the routine once in a while”.

“That’s what I’m talking about”. Sasha clapped. “Please for once give up your good girl’s dresses. You’ll thank me later”. She turned her attention to the girls. “And you’d better do the same”.

 So here you are facing your lover’s study room door, you inhaled deeply and called his name. no response, you tried again. “Eren?” Hearing his footsteps, your hands started to tremble. It was too late now; you can’t run away.

“Yes, love?” He spoke as he opened the door. “Why didn’t you just come in?” he was in a loose dark blue cotton t-shirt and grey joggers. The moment his eyes landed on you, he froze.

“Happy birthday, my dear”. You chanted smiling but you got no reaction. He didn’t know where to look. Your curly hair looked amazing, your dress hugged your curves perfectly, revealing much more than what it hid, and that red lipstick. He squeezed his eyes shut and massaged them shaking his head. He has been working for hours he must be dreaming. “Honey, are you okay?” you inquired visibly worried. You sat the bottle and stood up reaching a hand to his face. The view offered to Eren when you kneeled made him curse under his breath.

“I’m…”. he looked at your face again. “Fuck”. He growled rubbing the back of his neck eyes roaming your body from head to toe. “Fine, I’m fine… Fuck”. He snitched the cake from your hand, set it on the nearest place he found, and pinned you to the wall kissing you with igniting passion.

While he was devouring your lips you remembered Sasha’s text 15 minutes ago when you sent them a picture of you.

 Sasha

“Daaaaaaamn, Jager boy will keep you up till the sun rises”

“You look A.M.A.Z.I.N.G, love the lipstick”.

Annie

“Yeah, your hair definitely looks amazing”.

Mikasa

“I hope you’re ready for the long night that’s waiting for you”.

Sasha

“Don’t forget to wear sexy perfume”.

Annie

“A body lotion is better don’t you think Sash?”

Mikasa

“I agree”.

 When he finally pulled away resting his head on your shoulder out of breath he spoke. “Damn, you look…”. He cursed once again. “You look sexy, love”. One of his hands rested on your waist. “This dress looks so good on you”. he confessed against your ear; his warm breath rose goosebumps all over your neck. With the other hand, he tilted your head and started ravaging the thin skin of your neck. “And you smell so fucking nice”. He rumbled; voice dangerously husky. Eren was in trance, unable to think straight. he didn’t know where to touch, where to kiss, or what to say. his blood was rushing through his veins and his heart was pounding against his chest. Breathing never felt this hard. when he finally looked back at your face the sight of your ruined lipstick and crimson cheeks made him hard. “You’re so pretty that my heart might stop”.

“I’m glad you liked it”. you mumbled stumbling over your words.

“Liked it? I fucking love it”. you have never heard Eren curse this much.

“Would you like to blow out the candle and cut the cake?” you hazarded looking at your bare feet. You remembered Sasha’s words from earlier.

“I’m staring now at the cake I wanna eat”. He murmured, face inches away from yours before backing away. “But first, let me see the dress”. His eyes traveled along your body. “Can I see the back?” you baited your lower lip. Feeling your hesitation, he added in a soft voice. “Please, love?” you slowly spun. You heard his sharp breath before he brushed your hair away to uncover your bare back. He moved closer and hugged you. “Forget about the cake. tonight, I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t stand straight”. His words traveled all over your body causing your skin’s temperature to rise and your stomach to clench. His hands were caressing your throat and chest while his lips left a trail of love bits along your back. He slipped one of his hands under your dress and pulled your panties down before inserting two digits inside your warm and wet core. Without a word, he continued kissing and sucking at your skin while his thrusts were becoming faster. With each move, your moans became frantic and louder. With a swift movement, he pulled you on his shoulder and headed to his desk. He carelessly moved his plans and pencils and laid your back on top of it. He pressed his fist to his mouth, hungry eyes scanning your body before speaking hastily. “My pretty girl looks magnificent tonight”. His words were followed by another long and passionate kiss. He then kneeled in front of you pushing your dress up. the moment he swept his tongue against your entrance your lungs stopped functioning correctly.

His moves made you feel so dizzy and the only sounds that could leave your parted lips were long and deep moans alongside undistinguished words. “E-Eren”. You moaned grabbing the loose strands that escaped from his bun. He responded with a deep hum that made the coil forming inside you tightens. Feeling the first waves of pleasure crushing on you, you managed to sort out some intelligible words. “I’m close, my love”. The pet name made him double the pressure he was applying to your nub making you lose track of space and time. The only things you were aware of were: his mouth rummaging what was left of your sanity, his warm breath tickling your soft skin and his fingers digging into the fat of your thighs.

Feeling your walls clench around his tongue when you came, he tightened his grip and sucked your juices. When he finally stood up, you were breathing heavily. He snatched the hand covering your eyes, smiling he pecked your lips and cheeks. “This is the best birthday gift ever”. He spoke against your swollen lips. “Too bad I ruined your lipstick; it looked great on you”. and he kissed you again while helping you sit down. Still feeling dazed you buried your head in his chest. Seeing you like this a deep chuckle left his chest. “I’m still not done with you, my love”. A wide smirk displayed on his face as he caressed your sensitive lips with his thumb.

 Feeling the cold liquor overflowing you got back to reality. That was one of your craziest nights with Eren. When you woke up the next morning every muscle felt stiff.

 Feeling the bed beside you empty you propped yourself on your elbow scanning the room. Eren was nowhere to be seen and the perspective of leaving bed in your state made you cringe. You fell back and buried your face in his pillow. You had no idea that a piece of clothing can get such a reaction from him. last night he got you so fucked up that you barely removed your makeup and cleansed before crashing into bed dragging a giggle from your man.

“Did I go too hard on you?” he asked cuddling you. you had no energy; you placed your hands on his before you were down for the count.

You were dozing off when you felt the bed shift next to you. you slowly faced your lover. He brushed his lips against yours. “Good morning, love”.

“Good morning, honey”. A tired smile curved your lips. “Happy birthday dear”.

“Thank you, love”. he brushed your hair off your face smiling. “How do you feel?”

“Like I’ve been to war”. You breathed making him laugh solely.

“I’m sorry”. He let out laying beside you. “But that dress…”. He paused. “The way you looked yesterday standing there it… it drove me crazy”. He caressed your cheek laughing quietly. “I’m sorry I just couldn’t…”. another pause. “Couldn’t stop”. He shifted and covered his eyes. “Never do that again without a warning or else my heart will stop or worst explode”. He sighed deeply. “Talk about a birthday. By the way the cake was delicious thank you, my love”. Seeing you frowning he added. “I put it in the freezer when I woke up and then took a tiny bite”. He propped an arm around your tired figure and pulled you into a light hug smiling against your bare back.

When he left for work you reached for your phone. the girls left a bunch of messages.

Sasha

“Girls, you think she can keep up?” the first message was from Sasha around 2 in the morning

Annie

“She didn’t give a sign since yesterday, I bet they stayed up late”. She replied this morning.

Mikasa

“I mean she looked so hot; the opposite would’ve been weird. Don’t you think”.

Sasha

“I bet her throat is all covered with hickeys”.

Mikasa

“Jealous?”

Sasha

“Kinda”.

Annie

“I guess Saturday launch is canceled”.

Mikasa

“Yeah, I’ll send a message to everyone”.

You unconsciously reached your hand and caressed your throat. You opened your phone’s front camera to inspect it. Sasha was right, he didn’t go easy on your neck and chest. You can already hear your friends’ teasing.

 You laughed when you remembered your friends’ faces when you opened the door.

 “Geez”. Sasha breathed. She opened and closed her mouth several times before she adds. “He went crazy last night”.

“You did the right thing canceling”. Annie spoke to Mikasa.

“It’s Saturday”. You groaned remembering your weekly launch date. “I just woke up”. you massaged your neck.

“So, what are your plans for tonight. Are you still coming with us”. Mikasa asked.

You shook your head. “I’m planning to have full eight hours of sleep”. You said sinking into your living room couch. “Thank you for canceling. And girls make sure you sleep during the day in case you plan on doing such a thing”. You sighed. “What time is it by the way?”

“It’s noon”. Annie answered.

 Taking a sip, you whispered. “Happy birthday Eren”. As tears made their way down your cheeks.

[vegalores]

Tom Cruise Challenge

1: First movie of his you remember seeing.

Interview With The Vampire 🧛🏻 it was around midnight or just before, in 1998 and I was seven years old. When my brother and I were younger, my Mum set up little pillow and blanket forts in the living room while she slept on the sofa. There was one night when I hadn’t gotten to sleep yet but I pretended I was so as to not alert her to the fact I ended up watching that movie with her while I lay there hiding my open eyes by facing the tv instead of where she sat on the sofa. My mum is a huge fan of Brad Pitt, so she was watching it for that reason. I recall being both equally terrified and infatuated with Lestat. I only informed her I had snuck a viewing of that movie about three years ago and she was highly entertained.

2: The last movie of his you watched.

Had a much needed rewatch of Rain Man about two hours ago because I was browsing our movie library and spotted it on the first page so just decided that would do just fine. I’ve not watched it for at least four years, but it’s a classic and a gorgeous story, if you’re in the right mood for it. I generally get pretty emotional and end up deep diving into my feels.

3: Which movie of his have you watched the most?

Probably a handful if not all of them, because I rewatch all of my favourites every now and then, so since my Tom adoration began, there’s been a shitload of rewatches. I’d estimate that the ones I lean more toward for repeated viewings are Mission Impossible II, Interview With The Vampire, War Of The Worlds, Top Gun, Cocktail, Jerry Maguire, Jack Reacher and Vanilla Sky. They tend to fall into the most loved and appreciated of his movies, but I do cycle through a whole bunch of them.

4: Favorite Movie

Interview With The Vampire, hands down. As far as horror is concerned, it’s that one. Second place is Mission Impossible II and that never changes to be fair.

5: Least Favorite Movie

There are a handful I don’t really care for, including Edge Of Tomorrow, Tropic Thunder, Collateral. I just don’t find myself enjoying them very much when I watch them.

6: Favorite Character

Lestat, of course. I’m so attached to this character because of that first viewing at the impressionable age of seven. It began my lifelong appreciation of Cruise and has held strong over all the years. The light has never dimmed with that one.

7: Least Favorite Character

Les Grossman, naturally. I don’t know.. just don’t enjoy that movie or that character at all. Another one would probably be Nick Morton, mainly cause I couldn’t get into those movies at all, though I did try a number of times.

8: Underrated Movie

Far And Away 👌 also Legend, The Colour Of Money, Days Of Thunder and American Made! I wanna see way more love for all of those movies because I absolutely love them to bits.

9: Most Overrated Movie

Interview is possibly overrated? and so is Top Gun? as far as that term goes anyway, but I do not list them with distaste lol cause I really love those movies. I’m just assuming what other people would consider the most overrated.

10: Favorite Haircut

I have always loved his shoulder length ( or just above ) hair so that will always be my favourite of his styles. Thinking along the lines of his Mission Impossible II haircut and also how it is in Rain Man; both very lovely hairstyles.

11: Least Favorite Haircut

Anything that’s like super short really, like Mission Impossible, the very first one, or Jack Reacher. I think he looks better with his hair at least a little longer than that.

12: Which Movie would you like to see a sequel to?

Most of his movies that don’t have sequels, which is a lot. I want sequels to all of them because I love his characters so much. I would have loved more Chronicles movies so we could get more of his Lestat. I also would have loved a sequel to Far And Away so we could see their lives together <3 Vanilla Sky is one that also desperately needs a sequel. I also really want a Rain Man sequel and maybe also Cocktail.

13: Favorite line from one of his movies

“ You complete me. ” Rain Man

“ Don’t call me son. I’m a lawyer and an officer in the United States Navy, and you’re under arrest, you son of a bitch. ” A Few Good Men

“ Everything ends badly, otherwise it wouldn’t end. ” Cocktail

“ Don’t be afraid. I’m going to give you the choice I never had. ” Interview With The Vampire

14: Favorite scene from one of his movies

15: Favorite Mission Impossible movie

The second one! I know 99% of people hate that one the most, but it is and always has been my ansolute favourite out of the lot of them. Even as further movies for that franchise have been made, it has remained the best to me.

16: Favorite stunt

Most of his stunts for the Mission franchise! especially the one in which he is flinging himself around a rock face in number II and also his climb of the Burj Khalifa in Ghost Protocol.

17: Favorite run

All of them 🤣 they are all uniquely special. I like the run he did in Vanilla Sky a lot, though. That’s probably the best of them.

18: Which Character did you relate to the most?

Erm, probably either Jack from Legend or Joseph from Far & Away, cause I don’t think I relate to his others all that much.

19: Which Character (from books, comics etc. or a possible remake) would you love to see Tom play?

I just want to see him keep playing Lestat 😭 but I know that is not the question, lol. I’d like to see him as Heathcliff cause after Lestat, Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights is my second favourite character in literature, so definitely him.

20: If you could only watch one film of his for the rest of time, which would it be and why?

That would be a tie between my top two, so either Interview or the second Mission movie. Both for very different reasons. I’m probably gonna have to choose just one and pick Interview 😅 for the purpose of the question, but still.

21: A director you would like to see him work with.

James Cameron or Tim Burton! two of my favourites, but also would like to see him work with Spielberg again.

22: A scene where "he does that thing with his face that makes you die inside" the most

23: A sleeper hit. A movie that on the first watch you only thought of as okay, but over time it's become a favorite.

Most likely, for me, that would be Days Of Thunder. I’d never been a car girly until the first Fast movie came out, so getting into Days Of Thunder back in the day was a hard one. The one thing that helped massively, beside Tom of course, was the fact that Zimmer did the score. I absolutely loveee Zimmer. I do now very much enjoy that movie and can appreciate things a lot more.

24: Out of the three films in which he was nominated for an Oscar (Born on the 4th of July, Jerry Maguire, and Magnolia), which one SHOULD have won him the trophy and why.

See now, each of those movies is fantastic in its own way, so that’s quite hard because the performances he gave in each cannot be compared to one another. My favourite out of those movies is Jerry Maguire, but in terms of Oscars, I would say he should have gotten it for Frank TJ Mackey. While that movie is not focused entirely on that character and explores the lives of many others, Mackey had the biggest impact.

25: What's the performance that you think should have been nominated for an Oscar and why?

I wanna say Lestat so badly here. I think his take was spot on and the man did so much research and spent so much time in the books that he just embodied that character as a whole. He is the very reason I love that vampire so much and it is ‘cause of him that I even have a fascination with vampires in the first place. I have to give him credit where credit is due. Lestat is a character I think he portrayed beautifully and he did deserve a nomination for that role. Also, probably Daniel Kaffee? A Few Good Men is another fantastic performance for him.

26: Favorite 80s era Movie? Like besides Top Gun because that's obvious.

Cocktail! that gets the number one spot for this because omg younger me was obsessed with this movie and Brian. I still am but I’ve calmed down over the years, lol. That character is just perfection, in every sense of the word. I’m also still going back and forth on whether or not I’m gonna splurge and get myself a Cocktails and Dreams sign, though I don’t have a bar ✌️

27: Favorite co-star?

I really love him alongside Elisabeth Shue. I think they worked really well together. He was fantastic starring alongside Dustin Hoffman as well! and I also really like him working with Simon Pegg. They both work really well together, too.

28: Favorite fight scene? Like in everything counting M:l!

Mission Impossible II, that fight scene with the bikes will hold a special place in my heart forever. I really like his fight scenes in both Reacher movies as well, but especially the first movie and the scene where he ends up taking a bat to the back of his head and falls into the bathtub. So much is happening in that scene, it’s all over the place and so funny.

29: Actor you'd like to see him work with. (We know he's already been with everyone else ;))

My other favourites! lol. Tom is my all time favourite actor, so I would like to see him work with Johnny Depp, Gary Oldman, Leonardo Dicaprio. For the ladies, my three queens! Goldie Hawn, Emmy Rossum and Bryce Dallas Howard 🤗

30: Favorite TOM era in General?

Early 90’s to early 00’s seems to be my favourite so I’m gonna go with that cause it’s a pretty good range. I do love him in the 80’s and the 2010’s and onward, but anything between 1990 and 2006 at least, holds my heart the most.

[pulim-v]

I will answer your ask tomorrow on account of the post limit hitting (2 days in a row 😭) but I have oh so many questions about your ocs. Hopefully these aren’t too many I’m just so unhinged about them. It���s like asking a show creator about my favorite show (which doesn’t exist yet.)

Mist - 2,6,9

Rowan - 17,20 (this question will come up more than once it’s so arghhh) 23

Dew - 32,40

Spark - 6,15,20

Fern - 4,11,20,27

Octavia - 29,41

Agate - 20, 22, 10

And 4 Magoo, D and E

Again I’m sorry lmao you don’t have to answer all these if you don’t wanna

I think you can post now lmao it's already hit midnight where the Tumblr servers are

Mist:

2. How easy is it for your character to laugh?

I'll say this a lot but depends ENTIRELY on the point of the story we're at. He retains the exact same sense of humor, but post-arc Mist is a lot more comfortable openly laughing (you can see if Mist is actively trying to hide his emotions if you can't see through his glasses and he's blushing intensely)

6. Does your character think laws are immobile or flexible?

Pre-arc Mist is an actual fucking Narc in real life he'd call the cops on fucking jaywalking (in-universe that isn't a thing). Post-arc he thinks they're a little bit more flexible but he still thinks people should ultimately respect the law unless lives are on the line

9. Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

Not really, at least not often. Honestly his first swear word was probably said without him knowing what it meant and he still remembers it, because he's embarrassed both that he said it and that he didn't know what it meant.

Rowan:

17. Are they easily embarrassed?

Not usually, but comments regarding his height (especially ones that say he looks like a kid) really hit him where it hurts

20. If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do it?

Choosing Rowan for this question is so arng arng arng arng

"I don't get what romantic love is. I mean, first off I don't feel it, but it's hard to conceptualize as well. It seems different than platonic love because it usually involves things like constant physical affection, gifts and dates, though those things are present in families and friendships too. I guess there's the element of sexual attraction, but... let's not get into that..."

23. How does envy manifest itself in them?

OHOHOHO THIS IS A GOOD ONE. With Rowan, envy is mostly hidden away and covered by pride. He thinks he can't be envious of people because he's better than them, he can't be missing things because he's worked harder than everyone else (he thinks Octavia being so gender and so awesome and so amazing is just his head playing tricks on him)

Dew:

32. Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

First off Dew is the absolute fucking king of dad jokes almost no one gets a visible reaction out of Mist as easily as Dew. Second off, I don't think so, he probably switches it up a lot in talking about dumb accidents they got into as a kid lol

40. How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

Dew is probably one of the most chill characters in that regard because he doesn't really mind! That itself is a bit of a problem, they don't really care about improving as much as they probably should, but Dew knows their weaknesses and if they really need to they can work on them

Spark:

6. Does your character think laws are immobile or flexible?

Oh for Spark laws aren't just flexible they're in te fucking way. They're an obstacle that makes research on their thesis incredibly annoying (since they're researching the barely legal wild magic) and something that routinely gets in their way (but yeah they'd rob a bank if Fern and Via really needed the money)

15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it first?

Spark probably speaks like I do irl, aka an impulsive mess that cannot go three sentences with a weird expression or curse word. Maaaybe sometimes Spark rehearses what they're going to say, esp in cases like going to get meds for their ADHD, but overall they're too impulsive and "sincere" (aka an asshole) to really put effort into thinking over what they say

20. If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do it?

Spark.. hmm... I'm not sure? Let's try:

"I haven't really fallen in love with anyone, and for now I don't want to, but I think the difference is the stuff you do? Like with a boyfriend we'd make out and have sex and go on dates, but with a friend I'd just hang out or have lunch together (and with my sister we just send each other video game memes every other day)"

Fern:

4. How easy is it to earn their trust?

Oh it's incredibly easy, don't be openly rude to him for like a week and Fern would trust you with her own life lmao

11. How do they cope with confusion?

Pretends she understands, then immediately looks it up on his phone to actually do so (if she can't, he'll avoid asking again as much as possible)

20. If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do it?

Fern's a little clearer than Spark (since tbh I have a clearer view on how she thinks about his feelings)

"I think the difference is that, for someone I'm into, I'd want to wake up every day with their hand on mine, and to get married to them, and to have a house together, but with someone I consider a friend, I want us to talk about our crushes, and do homework together, and go out for drinks and just talk about life with her"

27. What causes them to feel dread

3 paragraph text where she's being really vulnerable, not seen in over 3 hours despite the person he sent it to being online

Octavia:

29. Do they usually live up to their own ideals?

Yes! Via's both really hard-working and really responsible, so she actually manages to both set and achieve reasonable goals for herself (whem external factors like a stupid-ass unrequited crush aren't distracting her)

41. How do they feel about children

Loves them, absolutely wants to adopt some when she graduates. *making up lore on the spot* She's an eldest daughter, so she's already kinda acquainted with taking care of kids, but she genuinely likes doing so and would love to have some of her own when she can settle down

Agate:

20. If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do it?

Okay it's weird to say this but Agate is a lot less developed than the others so her response is even more flimsy than the other lore I've shared here

"Romantic love is kinda like a partnership I think, it's someone who keeps up with you, someone who you pull when they're going slowly and who pulls you when you're going too fast. A friend doesn't really have that intimacy, sure you help them sometimes but it's not as deep. And with families I think it's kind of a weird mix of the two where there's also more intimacy but you act more like friends"

22. How does jealousy manifest within them?

Oh this girlie is Repressing That Shit, if she's jealous for a reason she thinks isn't valid (aka literally any reason because her suffering is always justified) she's going to pretend that isn't a thing and hide her true feelings until either they stop or she can't pretend anymore

10. What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Magoo:

D. Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit the way they looked?

Oh I've redesigned Magoo a lot, and he only started giving a design 8 years after I started playing with him. Currently I'm thinking of redesigning him to mess with his proportions and color scheme, but I don't know if I'll actually do it

E. Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?

Maybe? I'm not sure, I'd like to think that he'd like my ramblings (and that I'd enjoy his cheerful demeanor)

[gunnrblze]

Also!!! Another brief song rec for today. A bit on the slower side. This reminds me so much of the Walker brothers, specifically with Fed Logan.

Sunday Day13 - The Twilight Sad

The lyrics hurt my soul a little. 😭

Logan: “Will you always be mine? If I promise to be nice. Please don’t ever change your mind. You should hate me.”

Hesh is pretty much everything else. Damn man, these stupid pixel brothers have me sad at midnight on a Monday.

Hey so now I’m WEEPING! I like this a lot though hehe. Now I’m feeling emotional over these stupid pixel brothers at midnight on a Monday too

“They just want us dead, you can take it out on me, is it better left unsaid, take it out on me” it’s Heshhh omg 😭

Thank you for the soul shattering rec my dear lol