#KEEP SENDING THEM PLSSSSSS

[healmydesires]

no bc i know damn well X1 or X2 logan would go until he was grunting and whimpering in your ear from accidentally overstimulating himself…

OH DEFINITILY… he’d be whimpering so much. especially after going round after round after round 🤤 UGHHHH I’m going insane 😭 this ask truly inspired me to write it … because you’re so real!

I normally don’t really write drabbles but hey I had to write it soooooo! enjoy 🩷

getting no sleep ꕤ (l.h)

pairing: logan howlett x reader

summary: what the ask says tbh! logan gets overstimulated while having sex.

genre: smut (mdni! 18+)

word count: 684 (it’s a lil drabble owo)

warnings: porn no plot, overstimulation (both but mainly logan ngl), unprotected piv, creampie, breeding kink kinda oops, dirty talk

“God you’re so warm—fuck—so wet,” Logan mumbles on, rambling without a thought, too enveloped in the feeling of your walls wrapped around his cock. You feel every inch of him as he fucks you raw, completely bare. He’s been fucking you round after round after round.

“Logan,” you whine, various cries spilling from your gaping mouth.

“Come on baby,” Logan’s words are slurred from the haze of his own pleasure, recognizing your familiar clench around his length as he keeps plunging inside your tight cunt.

“Lo,” you keen, feet pushing him closer to you as you both mewl in sensitivity. He gasps when you pulse around him, wanting him to spill his load inside of you, needing to see him fall apart. 

His abs are clenching, Logan’s whimpering above you as you tightened your walls around his cock. “Babyyyy, you’re killin’ me.” His head tipping back as loud groans and wines are spilling from his slacked jaw, “fuck baby that feels so good—” he chokes out, as he runs his hands over your body.

Soon he leans down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, groaning and whimpering against your mouth. The kiss is so messy; whenever you would pulse around him, his jaw would fall open, and his pretty hazel eyes would roll back in his head.

“Fuuuuck, I am—shit—so close, fuck—” He moans into your mouth, Logan’s body jerks when you clench particularly hard around his cock.

“Christ,” He let his chin fall back down, jaw slack and eyes heavy as he watches his dick disappear inside your tight pussy. You feel his cock twitch as you pulse around him.

The burning ache you are feeling begins to disintegrate as you feel your orgasm approach, gripping onto the sheets, his hands, anything that can stabilise you. “Fuck, Lo—” you whimper as tears stream down your puffy cheeks, drool leaking from the edges of your mouth as you feel yourself release the pent up pleasure. Your orgasm sweeps you in a vicious wave of euphoria, thighs trembling as you moan softly underneath Logan. Your pussy gushing all around his dick and over his lower abdomen.

“Ah fuck—” he whimpers, pushing himself up as he thrusts deeper into you, the head of his cock hitting your cervix repeatedly. “Are you gonna take my cum like a good girl? Let me fill you up until you’re full and messy?”

You visibly shiver at his words, mouth dropped open in awe as you watch him, nodding along. “Please, please Logan...”

“Fuck, take it baby.” He whimpers. It washes over him instantly, hips stuttering into you as he grows desperate, eyes squeezing shut when he feels his cock throb inside of you before hot spurts of his cum splash along your walls, painting them in ribbons of white. The feeling makes you hum, limbs limp on the bed as he shallowly thrusts into you, making sure you take every last drop. 

His whole body is practically buzzing, long legs shaking from the intensity of your combined orgasms, mind feeling like jello as the aftershocks run through his body.

“Fu-uuuck baby,” he whines, biting his lip hard as he watches you try to keep up with his orgasm flooding your pussy.

When the stimulation starts becoming too much for him; and right when your vision comes back to you, he pulls his cock out of you. His hips pull away from yours while his index and middle finger pushes his cum back inside of your quivering hole making you whimper loudly, his two fingers basking in the aftermath before he lets his body slump against your own. 

“We gotta clean this mess up, huh?” You whisper with a playful smirk.

Logan groans as he wraps his arms tighter around your body. “Later,” he grunts, making you giggle.

“Glad I’m not always the only one getting overstimulated here.” 

“Respectfully baby, shut up.” He mumbles as he nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck.

Another fit of giggles escape you at his behaviour. 

Who would have thought, that the roles would be reversed one night?

thanks for reading <3 mwah

[harrysgal]

I DIG YOUR CINEMA (2)

harry styles x yn aspiring filmmaker — social media AU

I know I’m just starting and don’t actually have much experience with this, but I’m actually having a lot of fun doing it and already can’t wait to post more.

About the smau: yn starts posting videos on youtube and is trying to build a career as a filmmaker. Things are going pretty well for her and she starts getting more attention when she creates content about shows she goes to. She’s also a fan of Harry’s music and some of his fans start getting suspicious when his team starts interacting with her.

Disclaimer: The story it’s set in 2021 and it will follow their relationship through the LOT leg in the US. Since this is nothing but fiction, I will be following some of the real timeline but also adding my own stuff. On top of that, I won’t be basing myself on Harry’s actual posts.

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PART 1 — MEET YN / MASTERLIST

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I DIG YOUR CINEMA (PART 2) — LAS VEGAS

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yourinstagram HELLOOOOOOO FABULOUS LAS VEGAS NEVADA 

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user1 soooo… a new full time job that took you to las vegas? 👀 yourbrother Please behave  bestfriend don’t get (too) drunk without me pls harryfan STOP FIRST LOT SHOW IT’S IN VEGAS 

↳ harryfan2 She’s going to the show right???? I mean it can’t be just a coincidence anymore IT JUST CAN’T ↳ harryfan NO I KNOW THIS IS IT I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES

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yourinstagram you’d think a lady in vegas would be out there getting wild but this one actually has been locked in her hotel room for the last 27 hours overthinking her ideas and freaking out about this new job lol if any of you could send me a pizza or something id appreciate it. thanks. 

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user1 nooooo you’re so talented whatever it is i know you can do it!! bestfriend yn ✋🏻  cuteguy Should I give you a call? 😊 harryfan17 I would too be freaking out if I had to work for THE harry styles lol

↳ harryfan16 we still don’t know if she is tho  ↳ harryfan17 C’mon she’s in vegas and molly and jeff are following her ↳ harryfan16 still 🤷🏻‍♀️ tour doesn’t start for another few days so this could be just about something else  ↳ harryfan16 also maybe she’s there because she wants to be and not bc she’s “working” for him. she’s done videos about several artists and she isn’t working for any of them is she?  ↳ harryfan17 Well yes but she literally just said she was starting a new job so 🤷‍♀️ ↳ harryfan16 so everyone just assumed HARRY, out of all people, hired her? c’mon guys lol she could be working for just anyone and STILL go to a show. one doesn’t have to be related to the other.

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yourinstagram fun fact: if you post something on the internet people around you might see it 🫠

guess im lucky this lovely group who still don’t know me at all cared enough to drag me out of my room and show me around the city. sometimes i get so caught up inside my mind that i forget how important human connection is — which is funny if you think most of my videos are exactly about that lol. so plssssss make sure to surround yourself with (nice) people. also get some sleep, drink water and feed yourself. it’ll do wonderful things for you!!!

anyway my mom was worried about my “not leaving the room post” so this is just me saying everythings good!! (i also already called her of course <3)

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bestfriend LOVE YOU harryfan the new followers the new likes 😭 it’s happening i knew it  user1 so true bestie!! this reminded me of your 2nd video i think

↳ yourinstagram omg yesssss!!  ↳ user1 ahh i missed your interactions <3  ↳ yourinstagram i knowww! promise i’ll try my best to keep interacting even if it’s not as much as before 💗

lookitsnyoh my belly still hurts from all the laughing 

↳ yourinstagram and my mind is still rushing from all the talking ↳ anthonypham go to sleep you two 

harryfan9 I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S HAPPENING BUT OMFG I’M SO HERE FOR IT

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yourinstagram sightseeing left me speechless. but here’s a picture from tonight. 

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user1 omg you’re feeding us this week! i’m so happy you’re being active again <3 harryfan78 POST A PICTURE OF YOURSELF I WANT TO MEET YOU AT THE SHOW BUT I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE 

↳ user4 calm down pls? we like to behave as respectful human beings on this profile

bestfriend ❤️❤️❤️ bestfriend i’m losing my mind but i’m also so excited and proud! user7 I miss your videos :( lookitsnyoh when was this? where was I? bummed that I missed it!

↳ yourinstagram sorryyy just a last minute decision after dinner :( ↳ lookitsnyoh ohhhh makes sense now! Glad it left you speechless ↳ yourinstagram i mean the city is beautiful  ↳ lookitsnyoh sure thing it is 👽

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fanwhometharry GUYS I JUST MET HARRY I’M SHAKKNG I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE NOW 

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harryfan64 omg where did you meet him??

↳ fanwhometharry AT THE BELLAGIO  ↳ harryfan64 is he staying there???  ↳ fanwhometharry NO!! I MEAN IDK?? I DONT RHINK SO I JUST MET HIM OUTSIDE AT THE FOUNTAINS  ↳ harryfan74 hmm not tryin to be rude or something but that sounds like a weird place for him to be tbh ↳ fanwhometharry I FUCKKNG KNOW THAT?? I MEAN MY PARENTS WANTED TO SEE THE WATER SHOW SO I TAGGED ALONG BUT NEVER EVER THOUGHT ID BUMP INTO HIM THERE

harryfan62 you’re so lucky!! was he alone???

↳ imetharry I DONT KNOW?? I DONT REMEMBER I WAS SO NERVOUS  ↳ imetharry I KNOW THERE WAS A GIRL NEARBY BC SHE HANDED HIM A PEN WHEN I COULDNT FIND MINE BUT I DONT KNOW IF SHE WAS WITH HJIM OR NOT ↳ harryfan62 who was this girl? Anyone from the LOT crew? ↳ imetharry IDK I JUST SAID I DONT EVEN KNOW IF SHE WAS WITH HIM OR NOT 😭

harryfan15 Hi hun! Don’t listen to people, they're just jealous. It was really sweet of him to sign that for you! Hope you have a great time at the show 💕

↳ imetharry THANK YOU 😭😭 HE WAS THERE JUST WATCHING LIKE A NORMAL PERSON SO I DIDN’T WANT TO TAKE A PIC IF PEOPLE DON’T BELIEVE ME THEN I DON’T CARE I KNOW IT’S REAL 😭😭

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yourinstagram having to keep this secret from the world was the most cruelest thing that anyone has ever done to me. but whatever… it’s fine… i’m okay… i’m just gonna pretend this wasn’t a big deal and i didn’t just watch one of my favorite artists perform my favorite songs… and then i’ll just casually say: pls stay tuned for next wednesday when my new video will be up 😇

(i’ll be back and share more details once my serotonin levels have normalized again)

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bestfriend i love you so much thank you for representing us so well  harryfan I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT OMFG I CANT WAIT I KNEW IT harryfan2 YN KASDHUHHD PLS OMFG YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THIS AND LEAVE user1 😲 i can’t wait for this one! harrystyles soz 

↳ harryfan OMFG HARRY ↳ harryfan5 ?????????????????????????? ↳ harryfan3 AUIDHIAUSHDBAJH WTF ↳ harryfan9 ARE YOU F KIDDING ME WHATS HE DOING HERE

cuteguy Nice! Glad you’re having a good time darling. 

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PART 3: DENVER

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If you happen to read and enjoy this, pls let me know? 🙏 thanks!! it would be nice to know if this is working, or what else would people would like to see.

[secret-smut-sideblog]

I desperately need more dom gale

Plssssss

ok since you asked so niceys 💕

this is a chapter of child of dawn that I ended up deleting, now just smut!!!

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Nose to the Grindstone

18+ yearning, urgent sex, dom/sub, restraint, oral (f!), face riding, fingering (f!), Gale being a freak (same), fucking in the dirttt

Masterlist

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Staying back at camp was a blessing if it was with her. Send everyone away, as far as he was concerned.

Aurum had been talked into resting for a few days, all of their companions voicing their concerns on how far she was pushing herself.

They had occupied themselves with small domestic tasks and the occasional nap between, laying in her tent together. It was heavenly. Body tingling with joy when she would settle into him, both tangled in warm limbs and veiled midday sun.

And, naturally, food. He would prepare small meals for them, learning more of her tastes through how voraciously she would eat.

Sitting on a log, she hummed happily around her mouthful. Legs bouncing in a little excited dance. His hands clenching into the bark to keep from closing the distance to kiss her.

"Gods, that was good." She sighed, setting aside her clean plate. Fingers smeared with sauce, heading towards her mouth.

Before his mind could speak to his body, he moved forward. Taking her hand by wrist, opening his lips. Tongue pulling her fingers.

He licked them clean slowly, lost in his task. Swirling each digit with care, lips pulling up off of them with a pop.

Only then did he catch up to his own actions, eyes darting up to hers. Cheeks heating in bone deep embarrassment. Considering picking a direction and just starting to walk. Never to be seen again.

Her eyes met his not in shock or disgust but half lidded, pupils blown. Her glowing chest heaving. A heat of entirely different means rising to her cheeks.

Her lightly parted lips did not scold him, and yet he needed to apologize. Pulling away quickly.

"Oh Gods I'm so sorry. I don't kn-"

Her retreating hand shot out, catching his wrist. Pulling him hard to her. Lips sliding into his with a smothered whimper of need.

His eyes rose into his head, lust taking command of his mind. Swimming with heat and haze. Her body pulling over his, pushing him back into a seat on the log. Thick thighs straddling around him.

He kissed her as ravenous as he felt, arms sliding up her thighs. Gripping two handfuls of her ass, forearms pushing into her lambs ear skin.

She mewled, arching her back. Rising onto knees, fully flush with him. Her twisting and pushing against him forcing a low moan out of his throat. Muffled against her need slick mouth, pulsing heaven into him.

A bow he hadn't even realized had been pulled so taut cracked the air inside him. Pulling her silken hair up in an angry handful, grabbing the hold of her hip and flipping her face down onto stomach. Their bodies sliding to the ground.

Her ass arched up into his hips, robe naturally pooling up around her waist. Hands bracing her with curled fingers next to her head. The heat coming off of her center making him delirious.

Pushing a hand down her back, he stared down in lustful wonder. The spread of her ass curving into waist was hypnotic, his wide hand pushing along her olive skin an unbelievable sight.

"Fuck," He breathed, leaning back to take her ass in his greedy hands again, the pull magnetic. Massaging the globes of flesh as his face met her center. Nose rubbing circles into her underclothes, breathing a deep pull of her sweet musk. The scent rising to the back of his skull, pushing a throb from his already straining cock.

Her hips pushed back in impatient thrusts, but he only braced their pushing with his forearms. No, he wasn't going to be rushed. He had waited far too long for her to not savor this.

His nose pushed teasing figure eights into the fabric. Pulling her hips higher to give him more access, his knee pushing her legs wider in two strikes.

She slid her legs out with a small shake of need, ass curling up obediently. Breathing out a little imploring whine.

"Patience, I won't leave you cold." He smiled, kissing down her back as he pulled back to the core of her. Where his learned mouth was meant to be seated. Pulling her underclothes to her knees in the same motion.

"By the Weave," He breathed, taking in the full sight of her. Mind addled with bristling lust again.

With one hand pushing her ass, the other circling around her thigh, palm sliding down to brace her lower belly, he dove on her cunt.

Her little tremors shook against his flat hand. Voice calling out in soft cries, sweet birdcall. He sild his hand further toward his mouth, already seeking to feel those little shakes again.

Tongue curling in slow laps against her clit, his hips rocked mindlessly into the ground. Surely ruining his trousers but he was far beyond caring. Only the taste of her cunt and the slick pulsing out, all for his seeking tongue, all that mattered. Tongue pulling it back into his mouth to swallow with a low groan.

The fingers sat just cresting above his mouth feeling every micro movement, every shake and pulse from her center.

He experimented with pulls and shapes of his tongue, the force of his lips. When he suctioned down around her clit, pulling his tongue in a slurping hollow wave, she shuddered hard. Chest pushing down into the dirt, a gasping moan pulling from deep in her throat.

His success spurning him on, he flipped onto back to get a better angle. Both arms hooking around her hips and pulling down. Hard.

Her belly rose as he latched back on, crying out on hands and knees. Hips trying to rise away, but he locked his arms around her, pulling back down to be flush with his hungry mouth. No, he was not quite ready to give up his meal.

Pulsing his tongue fast in that rewarding hollow wave, he suckled into a frenzy. Mouth emitting lewd popping and slurping sounds, mingling with the little keening whines and gasps that she graced him with. His hips bucking up entirely out of his control, belly wet with precum.

Releasing one hip, he pushed two fingers inside her in a curl. Other arm having to take up full strength as she squirmed up, pulling his mouth free of its desire.

"Down," He commanded sternly. Forearm barring across her hips, yanking her back to her seat.

"I'm going to suffocate you." She gasped out in protest.

Gods, he hoped so.

To reinforce his point, he thrusted his fingers in hard arches. Rubbing in pulses against that ribbed wall along her front. Mouth encircling her engorged clit again in fast twists of his tongue.

She moaned out two indignant cries before submitting, grinding down on his face. Pushing back onto knees, gripping his thighs behind her for support. Eliciting a snarl of approval from him.

He dug his heels in, the force of her hands spurning him to delirium. Fingers and mouth a dual, unrelenting force. Watching her from this new angle, the jut of her hip bones as she arched, the underside of her breasts and jaw. Thighs encircling his head, Gods he would die a happy man if she did smother him.

"Gale- please, slow down," She begged out between gasping breaths, the trembling of her hips telltale. "I'm - ugh fuck!" She cried out as he added another finger, buckling back forward. Catching herself on her belly.

He had no intention of slowing, slapping her ass in demand. Her little begging mewl of his name as she buried her face in the dirt sending him over.

He came up his belly, her cunt muffling his cry. Cock twitching hard as wrenching pleasure shot from his pelvis. Hips thrusting in fast pulses with the waves of euphoric heat. Rushing out in vicious contractions.

Her wide eyes stared down in shock at his release, then clenched shut hard. Head falling forward into a curl, face knitted in near pain. Hand clawing at the dirt, fast begging cries caught in her clenched shut jaw.

"Yes, yes," He urged against her, pulling back far enough to get a much needed breath. Latching on again and pulling with popping twists of his tongue.

Cursing out in Elvish she broke apart above him, a wave of velvet slick pushing out below his mouth. Opening his hold to lap up her cum greedily as it clenched out of her. So warm and thick like honey against his tongue. Panting out breaths as he gathered it into his mouth.

She was writhing in weak pulses, her orgasm leaving her boneless and fluid. Eventually, she had to push his head away as he lapped, desperate to get every last drop of her cum.

"Gale, baby, you're killing me." She laughed, fingers looping in his hair to pull.

"Sorry, my love." He gasped, his own laugh on the edges of his words. "I'm far too eager. Please tell me you'll let me do that again?"

He rose over her back, pulling on her hips to get her to fall back on him. Both of them splayed face up on the ground. A canopy of trees and sky blinking away between their fluttering eyes.

"I think I might actually die if you don't." She gasped, star struck. Ribcage heaving against his chest.

She paused then. "Did you just call me 'my love'?"

"Ah, you're imagining things. Read nothing into that."

"Uh-huh. I'll also read nothing into how you drank my cum like wine."

His breath caught then slid into a laugh, mushing his hand into her face playfully.

"Shush. Let me rest, woman."

She gasped in mock affront, then opened her mouth and pulled two of his fingers inside her. Tongue lapping against the pads.

He moaned, cock stirring again.

"Let's see how you like it." She laughed.

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[pixlpxie]

i’ve done tarot readings with me and mingi on how we’d be if we were in a relationship and it would be toxic asf, but our physical compatibility and sex life would be crazy (based on tarot and our birthcharts)

and that’s all i need honestly. a one night stand with mingi would be insane or even friends with benefits… Especially after he does a concert or something. 🙂‍↕️ i need to find some smut immediately.

Well as long as the sex is good yall can keep it on the fwb at least yall still would have a good relationship 🙂‍↕️ post concert sex with mingi is such a dream and he'd actually do it thats what id like to believe 🏃🏻‍♂️and there are many beautiful smuts here i just hope you have a great time reading them😋

before i go on with my own rant could u read my tarot with yunho lmao plssssss im just so fucking curious how others read it so im sending u my energy ��🏻‍♂️👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻

(Im not proofreading rn so there can be spelling or grammar mistakes👨🏻‍🦯) Now, ive read our birth charts with mingi previously too and honestly it is very compatible (if im not reading it wrong lmao) and after reading this i decided to read our tarot both for the relationship and the sexual dynamics and both were extremely good?? Like it had the energy of young and passionate lovers it involved way more emotion than i had expected and it'd just be a fun relationship (altho it seemed like he would take on the child role while id have to take the more motherly role-literally what happens with a man that has cancer moon). Sex dynamics were similar too only they were more experimental and passionate, and we would have a lot of group sex lmao (a very needed info i know) 😭 i knew id get along with him really well i want him so bad

WITH YUNHO ON THE OTHER HAND👹👹WITH THAT MF BITCH IT SEEMS LIKE IM IN YOUR SHOES THIS TIME💀💀💀Our relationship seems like it'd be toxic, an on and off typa one, like when we're good we'd be the best but when we are bad its just depressing af (again i might be wrong i can't rly read my own tarot) but the sex.......... damn its something else. Exactly the same situation you have with mingi. But as i expected its also dark and possessive so overall me and Yunho kinda give off the vibes of couples that say we bring out the worse in each other then proceed to have the most carnal and primal sex anyone can ever have... 🥴

[weird-dere-writes]

Hi Twyla! Your wedding is so beautiful, and you make a stunning bride 💕 I apologize for a last minute change to my +1, but Mitsuya got hit with a last-minute deadline change for his designs. Luckily, my ex-husband Rindou is always down to attend a party. We wish you the happiest of marriages and gift you an envelope to be opened on your first anniversary (it's a bunch of gift cards and/or certificates to some of our favorite date spots: mini golf, spa, private movie theater, a beachside hotel in France, etc. there's at least 10 of them).

Mitsuya designed our suits, so he's still present even though he's not physically here!

Thank you so much, beloved! 🥺

And thank you for coming! You and Rindou look absolutely STUNNING and I am sending Mitsuya my good wishes for creating such stylish fits for y’all. Fits that go hard, if u will. LMAO.

Life happens so I understand the sudden change! His is still your guest and welcome all the same :3 🫶🏾. I hope you both enjoy the festivities and we thank you both for your blessings 💖💖💖.

I see the envelope you had over and go to open until you stop me in a hurry and let me know it’s for later. And I just smile giddily like “Ooh~. Mysterious~.”

Ichi makes sure to keep it some place safe for us after it’s all said and done up until our first anniversary uwu. And when we do open it that year later and I see all the stuff you got us my jaw is on the floor. LIKE. A BEACHSIDE HOTEL IN FRANCE???? AMONG OTHER THINGS?

The way I’m screaming like I won the lottery and running to call you IMMEDIATELY to tell you thanks AGAIN and promise I WILL kiss you the next time I see you >:))))). Ichigo also wants to meet and shake hands with Mitsuya fr mhm mhm 🙂‍↕️.

But plssssss, I don’t know it yet on the night of the wedding but this is so so thoughtful and generous and thank you so so much 🥹💗💗💗💗💗.

I love yew 💋

~ you’re invited ~

[daftdrac]

I!! FINISHED!!! SEAN!!!

Fig. 1 - Sean! Due to my own hcs for Sean and the whole watcher (aka chaos goblin) thing he has going on in my AU, he wears a mask. He doesn't usually take it off with anyone. (except for Robert, cause Robert is his BOYFRIEND people, also they kinda grew up together so Robert already knows what he looks like.)

Fig. 2 - No mask, other sleeve rolled up. (Happy to inform you, Sean keeps the scrunchie on him at all times in case Roberts hair starts to annoy him and he wants to put it up because Sean is SUCH a fucking suck up. It's adorable.) Anyways you can see his eyes here, and they're purple, with the same design as Legs'! Watcher-Listener parallels!!!! The purple aura-y stuff is to indicate his watcher nature, obvi, so ye! But there's another thing ..

Fig. 3 - The reason Sean wears the mask. With his hair pulled up here, you can see the extra eye he has!! This is a watcher's "all-seeing eye." Sean rarely uses it, and keeps it hidden under his bangs and mask.

I would like to add; Sean and Legundo are aware that the other is a Listener/Watcher. Watchers can vibe out listeners almost immediately, and vice versa. The first time they met, there was very intense eye contact followed by stiff-sounding, forced friendly greetings. Since they met, they've become more aware that neither of them actually side with watchers to listeners, and that they're both just unfortunate victims. But it doesn't change the hostile nature between them; they're predisposed to be enemies.

IF ANYONE WANTS ANY MORE SPECIFIC LORE ON WATCHERS/LISTENERS OR ANYTHING ELSE WITH MY AU PLSS PLSSSSSS SEND ME AN ASK W YOUR QUESTION I WILL GLADLY RANT ABOUT IT FOR HOURS IF PEOPLE WILL LISTEN I AM AUTISTIC THIS IS A SPECIAL INTEREST YOU ARE NOT BOTHERING ME INFACT I GET VERY GIDDY AND EXCITED WHEN PEOPLE SEND ME ASKS YOU WILL MAKE ME HAPPY ITS OKAY

[jenosbigtoe]

wait OMG i misread your description I thought your requests were still open I’m so sorry 😭forget I said anything, again I’m genuinely so so sorry

omg don’t freak out you’re totally fine!!! tbh i say reqs are closed but a few people still send some anyways. i always feel honored people send me reqs bc omg?! you want ME to write for you?!! when you can ask anybody else???!!! and i’m not about to turn away any reqs, esp if they follow my rules. DISCLAIMER: MY REQS ARE STILL CLOSED. I CANT BRING MYSELF TO TURN DOWN ANY REQS IN MY INBOX BUT PLS DONT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THAT 😭 feel free to ALWAYS send hard thoughts tho and i’ll write a few sentences for you rather than a whole drabble.

also anon, YOUR REQ WAS HOT AFFFFF PLSSSSSS I WOULDVE WRITTEN IT ANYWAYS. just keep in mind it might take a while…. i have almost 30 wips in my drafts and 97% of them are reqs i still have to complete 😭😭 i don’t write in any particular order and i just write whichever ones i get ideas for first. please just be patient with me bc ive been insanely busy for the past month 😭😭😭😭😭

[getoswhore]

y'all omfmgmfm if y'all are gonna send thirst, SEND THEM. LIKE GIVE ME DETAILS. DONT JUST TELL ME. it makes it feel like a req n reqs are closed >:| thirsting is between two ppl with nasty thots n going off of each other :((

[d10nsaint]

PLSSSSSS FEED ME MORE OF UR YANDRE MALE ROXANA

And maybe put some sibling rivalry between male roxana and male grizelda?

ofcofcofccc

Roeshan (male roxana) would try so hard to tame you (keeping you as his pet, stuff like that.)

gunther(male grizelda) would try so hard to outshine roeshan in any way he could

If you compared them, Roeshan is the slutty seductive himbo, while gunther is a sweet, charming male lead.

Roeshan would send glares gunther's way every time gunther outshines him-as if Roeshan is the mc and gunther should know his place.

gunther on the other hand, would just smile and hide his malice.

The words that Roeshan would call him behind his back...

If Roeshan had a darling, you bet that Gunther is trying to charm them.

ROSES FROM GUNTHER.THATS IT.

How roeshan would be so pretty, with long eyelashes and bring red eyes, while Gunther would give off a graceful beauty;normal-looking features, but still stands out.

A convo w them would be: "Oh Roeshan, your new pet looks divine.I dont think you should let them out so much, maybe she'll get stolen."(I want to fuk ur pet.)

"I dont think i need to do that.Ive tied her leash tightly, but thank you for the suggestion."(I've tamed her and she loves me.Fuck off.)

So medievally hostile.

[muffindaddystyles]

KISMETS (Part 2)

Harry Styles x fem!reader.

Slow burn, platonic love and bunch of affection.

Fluff! Smut! Smut!

Frenemies to lovers, dad!Harry, Bestfriend!Harry.

Author's Note: The concept's kinda weird but if you've watched F.R.I.E.N.D.S and Phoebe Buffay carrying child for someone. You've got it my pal!

MASTERLIST PART ONE PART 3

"Oh pet . . you're jealous innit?" He swipes the tip of his finger over the waffle picking the puff of cream and swallowing it whole, "'M not! Why'd I be?" She squeals kicking at his boots.

"Always told me y'had a candy crush at Harold." He smirks mischievously. Spitting truth. She smacks his bicep with a wide open mouth.

Or

Y/N's carrying Harry's babies and is trying not be angry at him for pulling her into all of this with him.

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Red's everywhere. It makes her pout. Everyone have someone to celebrate the day but she's the only one giving careless ears to Niall who's sitting opposite from her in the crispy lilac heart booth, "Mean ye' fought again with him?" He stirs the mango bobas in his drink wiggling his brows at her to fill him with some tea. She gasps full of drama and surprises, "What d'ya mean 'again? D'ya think 'm this crackhead that rips people in two for no-reason?" She whispers the last part when a waitress passed by them.

"No. Pet what 'm sayin' is --- you're too, feisty with Harry." He chuckles leaning to meet her betrayed gaze, "Did he bribe you with new golf stick? You've switched sides." She juts her bottom lip wet from pink marmalade drink and startles in her spot when Niall cackled ever so loud at her silliness.

"I just tol' him to go through Chessie marathon somewhere else than my home." Harry was at her flat as always. She was making red velvet strawberry flavoured muffins for the moment ( promised not to give it to Harry — "even if he'll beg") and then she fulfilled her promise when she saw him going through his pictures together with Chessie. The jealous little Y/N jumped out from her polite skin and she just tinsy bit mocked him, "I'd never look back at the person who'd have left me and my children. . ." That broke a mighty bit argument between the two idiots. How they're gonna take care of two babies when they themselves need a person to put them away from eachother?

"Oh pet . . you're jealous innit?" He swipes the tip of his finger over the waffle picking the puff of cream and swallowing it whole, "'M not! Why'd I be?" She squeals kicking at his boots.

"Always told me y'had a candy crush at Harold." He smirks mischievously. Spitting truth. She smacks his bicep with a wide open mouth. Sighing he grabs Y/N's hand knocking some sense into mama bear gently and making her nod with the each advice, "'s valentine's day 'course he misses her. His wounds are fresh they need ointment babe -- You've always been so good with him, what's the matter now?"

She circles her fingers round eachother. Sucking her lip harshly and not meeting Niall's intense stare, "Turns me mad that 'cos of one person we're here now." She mumbles caressing the belly button protruding from the flimsy fabric of her oversized hoodie.

"It's the fate, pet. Always tol' me how much you liked kids." She shakes her head in denial. "Not in this situation where 'm lost and doesn't know how it'll work out — " He cuts her off with concern.

"Talked to Harry bout it?" When she again denies he asks, "What you're gonna do about it then?"

"Dunno. Share?" She's new to all of this. What did she actually mean was that they could do it like how divorce parents do it, maybe? Doesn't know how Harry wants to handle the situation just leading a blind eye with him. Hasn't even considered getting ready for the life that'll come along with them.

"They're babies not a packet of crisps, Y/N!." He burst into giggles and she huffs slumping against the foggy window, "Pain in arse you're." She scoffs that pout still intact the whole time while Niall keeps on giggling finding it too funny.

. . .

Walking from the elevator to her flat's door seems like hiking a mountain for her and cherry ontop that the stares she gets from her neighbours is full of judgments. It makes her want to hide underneath her blankets and never pop her head out. Her brows coming together in wonder at the sight of small wood basket at her doorsteps.

"Oh my god don't tell me someone left a baby at my doorsteps, Hello!!!??" She spins here and there but finds no-one but empty hallways when a feeble sound coming from inside it almost made her tumble on her bum. The last thing she wants is not another baby. With a grunty noise she ducks down to lift the basket supporting it at her belly and unlocking the door while trying to squint inside it.

When she throws the lid away a fuzzy little grey creature with big mossy eyes was pawing in air needy for attention, a red choker with heart in centre around her lil neck. It almost brought her to tears. Blame her being extremely emotional these days.

"Awww. Hi!" She fawns picking it up from armpits inspecting the miracle kitten that's here outta no where. A crumpled note laying in the basket with a bunch of colourful disoriented flowers.

"'M sorry fo' throwin' a tantrum and leavin' all fussy. This's oreo. I want her to grow along my kids! Also forgive mee plssssss?"

She giggles throwing her head back snuggling oreo against her throat as she meowed adorably sweet, "Daddy's such a daft ehh?" She says in between breaths petting the new addition to her loved ones.

The first thing she does is call him and he picks on the very ring as if anticipating for it, "Come back home you fool." His smile was infectious as he taps his feet in his car a lil over joyed at the thought.

"So generous." Running upstairs as he used to in oast with anticipation to spill the tea of his day to her in any hour of the day. The door was already open, them standing at the either boundary line of flat. His first priority's always to shower his babies in evermost affection. Falls to his knees smushing his face to her belly quenching outta a ribs aching laugh from her as he caress his cheeks against the soft side of her womb murmuring things that's a secret between him and his babies.

"Hey Angels!" He greets them patching a loving tight kiss atop her belly button that tickles her softly, stands up and meets her teary gaze from laughing with much serenity it knocks breath from her, "Hi mama angel." His whisper fuses against her skin while kissing her cheek.

"Hi. ." She inhales in his woodish vanilla scent. Preventing from melting into his arms she pulls him back from shoulders grinning at him, "Let's ruin valentines watchin' Anne Hathaway's romcom." He tuts instead leading her with him to the sofa.

"Can't be better than that –— let me pop in some popcorns real quick."

. . .

The yellow carpeted floor's littered with candy wrappers, packets of half folded crisps, peach sodas and an empty bowl of popcorns. Oreo snoozing in her basket. They're on their fourth romcom. Her legs in his lap. His's on coffee table. He chuckles everytime she takes almost three minutes to be in a comfortable position, ushering her to sit up so he could put cushions under her.

"Are you craving nama chocolates?" She eyes him nipping at her blanket trying to snuggle closer to him. He runs his thumb at her shoulder blade in soothing circles peering down at her, "'m not pregnant. ye're moppet. havin' a sweet tooth?" When she nods sheepishly he shakes his head quickly hoping on his feet.

"Don't be shy --- dunno where ye' got this giddiness from, 'm your bestie. Gotta tell me yeah? Lemme grab me jacket." He grabs her from wrists helping her up and goes to her wardrobe to get her fist gloves, beanie and warm slippers.

When hears her huffing and puffing grunty-ly his head perks up with brows furrowed, "What's it babe?" He pads towards her and when she turns for him to have a look the zip of her jacket bursts open all the way to end revealing her bump.

She pouts sadly, "Nothin' fits me anymore." He just smiles adorning the same puppy look in his eyes as her's to light up the tension.

"I'll buy ye' new. Those cute maternity clothes, ehh?" Shimmies down the clothing from her shoulders, "oi you don't have to!" She retorts and he bobs his head taking his own puffer jacket off to wrap it round her small body.

"Yes I do." He mumbles zipping her all the way up warm and squishy in his jacket three sizes larger than her. Pulls her hair out and cups the nape of her neck with his calloused soft palm bringing her closer to feather a delicate kiss to her temple, ". . .deserves more than just clothes — deserves the world always gonna be thankful to ye, pet." She gulps the cobweb of silence down her throat fiddling with the hem of his sweater.

"What you'll wear? 'S cold." He gives her an elfin grin flaring a baby pink knitted cardigan he sneaked from her wardrobe, "Harry!" She squeals with a giggle, "You're gonna look like grann Matlinda."

"Ehm. 'etter not forget to send her a picture when 'm matchin' with her." He quips snapping his fingers.

. . .

They walk over the glittery layer of slushie snow and Harry walks infront of her two steps at a time capturing pictures of her as she prowls carefully trying to move the hood away from blocking her vision, "Ye'r walkin' like a penguin -- cutie!" He giggles with each echo of flash.

"Look who's saying an otter himself!" She mimics him and he blushes under the mellowness of street lamp. They're champs at pulling eachother's legs.

"It's soooooo slippery." She complains wiggling her fingers from under the sleeve, "Grab me hand 'n don't leave it kay?" He smiles like advising a three year old who's afraid of crowds in a market. His grip warm and safe for her.

. . .

"Aish. gimme gimme!" She gets all jumpy on her toes when Harry comes out of the shop with a box of chocolates and two sticks. "'Ey greedy pup." He chuckles booping her button nose opening the silky lid of box revealing the velvety delcious chocolates. He picks the stick up taking a piece of chocolate with it and hovering it over her little mouth. Scrunching his nose at how adorable she gets the moment she chews it.

"Hmm. 'S so soft!" She gulps wetting her cold lip getting all butterfly feeling when she catches him gazing down at her as if she hung the moon and saturns. Raises her brow for an inquiry if he's okay tugging him closer with a gentle clutch to his cardigan.

Their surroundings turning into ice crystals of blur carelessness, the noises of glimmering lights into lulls of whisper and their bodies cocooning into snuggly blanket when Harry's fingertips fluttered tenderly against her cheeks glueing her at the spot. Leans in to press his lips softly to her plush sweet ones in a heartwarming caring kiss that flooded her veins with warmth and made her brain mushy unable to think.

"Yours are softer lil penguin." He murmurs stroking the corner of her mouth and smirks when she squeaks a thank you in return.

"Such a cutie." He cooes squishing her blushed cheeks and kissing each of them with loud wet noise till she pushed him away wiping his wetness with a pout. "'M highly offended pet ya never used to wipe me kisses away."

She shuts him up by stuffing a chocolate in his mouth. Walking back home with his arms wrapped around her protectively as he comes up with silly jokes whole way.

. . .

Everything reminds her of him. That fuzz of kitten. The empty box of chocolate. Couldn't even focus on the work she's doing on her laptop. It's just that gooey feeling never left ---- now it has gotten stronger with it's mushk when Harry kissed her under that beautiful sky of wintery lilacs. If he's playing with her feelings he better not cause she'll break him in two in that case.

He was out shopping clothes for her when she texted him if he'll like to eat roasted chicken she made for lunch. The mere thought of him caring for her brings her to tears because before him nobody was there except only him that knew her from the depths of her heart.

"You look pretty. . ." She finds typing hard while laughing this loud as Harry sent her mirror pictures of him trying the maternity clothes himself that he's supposed to buy for her, "Thought a visual representation will be good idea ;)" He shrugs typing back with a grin standing bottom naked in the changing room getting a rolling eye emoji in return.

She yawns putting her phone aside when Harry got busy into his hunt for nice warm clothes for her. Something wasn't fine today. She's been changing sides for an hour now and she couldn't sleep. Her shoulders twitching with each blink of eye and when she finally slips into a light conscious sleep a bone rattling pain shoots through her whole damn body. She jolts from the state of haze and tries to sit up when another zap of pain makes her feel limbless. A feeble grunt of helping cry fizzes out of her when she feels a cramp at the bottom of her spine.

In her panicked state she fumbles for her phone dialing the first emergency number doesn't give him a chance to speak before she's yelling into receiver out of anxiousness, "Harry somethin' not right! — 'm m havin' these contractions —--" He's been out dining with Niall and shoots from his seat the minute her worried voice reached his ear.

"It's okay, lovie. yeah? 'M comin' take deep breaths how we practiced —-- I'll be there in a mo'." He assures her in his softest most pacific rasp but she shakes her head vigorously tears brimming in her sleepy eyes. Oreo tries to comfort her by sitting in her lap and rubbing her crown against her tummy.

"They aren't supposed to come this early . . . fo' fucks sake haven't even started my third trimester!" Harry doesn't know what to do except of consoling her and fidgeting around as Niall drives the car with same expressions of anxiousness and panic as Harry.

"Oh . . It's gone." She frowns in confusion able to sit now and it takes a little of burden away from Harry. He listens to the rustling going on her side jumping on his bum almost screaming into phone, "Stay where you're don' move!"

"Oh my god. They're back I'm not ready for this . . I'm not ready for this Harry." She cries and Harry even leaves Niall behind squeezing into the elevator fingers crossed at his back.

"'M here. Call our midwife can ye' do that fo' me, puppy?" She sniffs nodding to herself. Calling their assisted midwife with shaky fingers and tries to breath looking up at the ceiling.

In the meantime Harry's barging through the door pacing towards her in hurries steps. His face pale that if he has seen a ghost. She tries to saturate the distance between them knowing at this moment how much she wants him in her life.

He sits her back carefully crouches down and wipes her tears away, "'m so scared . ." She whispers squeezing his biceps and her phone's still ringing atop the sheets, "Don't be baby. Ye' have me — 'm not leavin' yer side."

He massages the dimples of her spine and runs warm hands at her sides to calm her down when their midwife picks up their call, "Hi. Is everything okay?"

"No Y/N's havin' these light contractions 'n 's not even the time of her labour." There's a pause from her side and Y/N bolts a worried glance at Harry in return he cradles her cheek to assure her.

"Oh . . that's nothin' to worry bout Mr. Styles. Those're some mild braxton hicks she might have mistaken with labour contractions." They both takes a sigh of relief but the little tick of pain keeps on coming and subsiding.

"They start at the beginning of third trimester, Y/N are you still getting 'em?" She asks her and Y/N clears her throat tugging the sheet beside her.

"Yes but less painful. Is that okay though?"

"Completely okay. Harry rest her against the headboard and push her knees upto her chest they'll be gone in a snap." He nods at her instructions helping Y/N lean against the headboard of bed gently and scooting between her thighs to do as she told.

"Better?" He whispers glancing up at her while wrapping his hands around her bended calves and pushing it slowly against her front, the move relaxing her pelvic muscles. Her head lulls at her shoulders from the effect and she hums from throat making Harry choke on his own spit.

He dares not to drift his gaze from her rigid features which are loosing it's tightness seconds after. Their breaths erratic from the humidity of sexual tension in the room when Y/N gets back to normal diverting her all attention to Harry who has his head tucked between her fleshy thighs. A blush creeping at her flushed cheeks and Harry gives her a flustered chuckle kissing the top of her knee to answer back Miss. Dori who's been asking how's Y/N.

"Stay hydrated and don't forget to take your vitamins." Saying this she ends the call. Y/N takes a huge sigh of relief spreading her legs back and Harry squeezes her ankles, "When was the last time you had a glass water?"

"Two hours ago." He rolls his eyes. "Supposed to be drinkin' every hour . . dehydration's s' unhealthy fo' you pet." He leaves the bed meandering through her wardrobe taking out a bag with Oreo in his armpit.

"What're you doing?" She gasps with wide eyes looking back at Niall who's still standing at the doorframe. God. It's so embarrassing he had to watch all of that. Now, he'll never not stop teasing her about it.

"Packin' 'cos ye're stayin' with me. No protests." Like she was going to. She loves to stay at his house. His guest room's mattress is such a royalty to sleep at.

. . .

When he tucks her under the layers of blanket she decides it's still not warm enough and grabs at his wrist when he was about to leave, "Can we cuddle please?" His lips quirks up with happiness and he crawls to the empty side of bed still letting her hold onto him. Slipping beside her to canoodle her cosily against his front nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck with "mhmpm." sounds of exhaustion.

"Anytime." Her eyelids slip shutting from the comfort he brings along with him, "ye' okay now?" His lips leaves it's sparkle at her skin as he mumbles spooning her from behind and spreads his palm wide atop her belly protectively. She nods cuddling into his bicep kissing the inside of his elbow and slips into darkness just with the song of his breath.

"Good night Angel."

. . .

She wakes up to the ruckus going outside and gurgling stomach from hunger. Pinches the blanket around her head and waddles outside yawning her way. Harry making brekkie in the kitchen, a grinder running, and waffles sizzling as he himself is moving around like Remy the Rat in ratatouille. His muscles stretching out with each haste motion and it made her tummy stir. She's been trying not be horny but it proves to be the hardest task when he's always around being that charming and alluring.

"Pet!" He grins spinning with a VR camera in his hand that makes her giggle, "What you're doing?" She giggles trying to hike up the stool.

"Recording the days with our babies until it's labour." Immediately he's at her side helping her sit up putting the camera at the counter and Y/N waves at it adorably voice low and sleepy, "Hi babies it's me your mommy." It catches Harry off guard. His heart shaped mouth baubles into awed expression as he blinks the shock away from his vision looking down at her.

"What happened?" She asks him in concern but he shakes his head pecking her hair and handing her the camera to go back to prepare brekkie — moreso to recover from the happy surprise of her acceptance or he might scream into these four walls.

He's got a heart of gold. Pure from the selfish intentions and full of love. He thinks he's an utter dimwit for neglecting his feelings for his own fucking bestfriend and finding love into places that were never meant for him. Now, he can't think of someone else as the mother of his children except her.

He smiles wet-ly to himself. Waterline stinging from the sweet epiphany that they're really gonna be parents. Together. That she's his person. Who never left his side. Fulfilled his dream of becoming of a dad when his own girlfriend backed out cowardly. What did he do to get her written in his fate?

"Would we get to eat in this hour of day Chef?" She quips elbow perched on the counter and chin resting in her palm. We. It makes his insides melt into squish of adoration and love for her, "Sorry! I know ye're hungry." He pouts apologetically putting the plates and a glass of smoothie infront of her tucking a napkin into her crew neck.

"I don't need that, pet!!" She laughs squeezing his thigh to refrain from falling -- for the fact she's the most clumsy person Harry knows, "look cute 's just all." He giggles back pulling his bottom lip that she has done a great job of flustering him this early in the morning — gonna be like that the whole darn day with the her words swimming in his mind hi babies it's me your mommy ——

"Hmm. It's so yummy!" She gives him a thumbs up leaning down to sponge a kiss to his cheek and his dimple milks against her lips from the shyness. He scrunches his nose as a cover up from blushieness else he might burst into lil confetti, "yeah?" His irirses twinkles impishly as he gave her an eskimo kiss.

They're so domestically in love. It's cute. Does thingies without knowing they've rocketed past the intense levels of intimacy.

When she whines at the end refusing to drink the green smoothie it's where he went all stern and daddy-ish with her. Pulling her into his lap, holding her wrists with his nimble finger and placing the rim of the glass at her lips encouraging her to drink, "I might puke." She tells him in a warning.

"Okay after drinking this." He declares not caring if she wrenches at him quiping with a pinch of brows petting her back.

"You're sucha meanie bro!" Bestfriend shit. More like lovers shit.

. . .

Blank staring is useless as fuck and mind tiring even if it's done sitting in the comfiest corner of sofa to get a watch of some piece of furniture, toys and clothes that litreally just belongs to little humans that are resting in her womb. There's this nice lady that Harry gave away all of this things to because she's having her third child and couldn't be able to afford this stuff for her baby, at the moment she's here to shift it.

"You don't have to --- I don't care. It's just some stuff you guys bought together." She had told him before he sat on the decision and once he makes up his mind nobody can make him act otherwise.

"Nope. Bought things fo' me babies by the choice of a person who wasn't even their mother in the first place, never deserved to be —-- would never be. We'll do everything from scratch . . ." His words held venom and hatred for her unlike the usual sadness and betrayal they carried weeks ago as he wrapped his forearm around her collarbones flushing her closer to his chest swaying in the living lounge, ". . . remember the plushies nan Matlinda gave ye' on ya eighteenth? Thinking it was yer thirteenth birthday? Found them from under me bed last night. Will throw 'em in the laundry and the descion will be on yours if ye' want them fo' yourself or your babies." She nods giggling and he joins her.

"'Course that'd be s' cute. My kids playin' with plushies that were once mine!" She clapped her hands atop her chest in sheer excitement.

At the moment, he flops onto sofa beside her with a dramatic huff after bidding the lady a warm good bye. Squeezing Y/N ankles as she's laying on her side. A pillow under her thigh for the ease purpose head on the other cushion, "Watching's the hardest work innit toots?" He grins impishly and she bobs her head with hooded eyes.

Rolling her shoulder to pop some joints to show her tiredness she's good at acting made him scoot closer to her immediately, "Actually yes — " Gets cut off with Harry getting really caring about her in instant.

"Lemme give ya good rub." His calloused palms starts it gentle pressure from the heels of her feet tricking up her calves and she hums sweetly with her face smushed into cushion. He does it for a minute, thumbing at her soles and popping her toes making her giggle lazily.

Her breaths turns warmer against the fabric when he glides his touch up her soft thighs running a trembling shiver into her blood and the coaxation from the daily tiredness plus the effect of him on her almost made her whine. Their breaths hitches at the same time his pinky brushes at the curve of her bossom peeking from underneath her pyjama shorts.

It makes her clench her thighs from the burn coiling in her tummy and it's embarrassing because he's doing nothing but giving her a rub. When the second time the pads of his supple fingers paints imaginaries at her skin she wiggles her cute ass and moans with an alluring stretch of throat when Harry slapped her arse playfully.

"'S good?" He rasps palming balmily her bossom ass hands gliding dangerously low to where she's pulsating with desire, "don't tease . ." She gives out a kitten-ish whine griping the corner of cushion to exhert the tension in her muscles. With a single glance to her deshilved state he slides his hand between her fleshy thighs pressing his lanky fingers against the wet splotch of her arousal from the only approximty of him.

"Jeez pet. ye'r absolute soakin'." He whispers circling her clit in tight circles from over her pyjamas and she ruts her hips in his hand for more. He hovers his fingers round the hem of her shorts testing the waters and if she really wants it ---- although she proves it with a groan indicating him to get rid of the material.

"Such a pretty bum 's a shame I got to touch it now." He traces the imprint of his redness on her skin making her hiss into her elbow and he pulls her over his lap; slowly feathering his touch between her pink slick folds down to her hole making her clinch around his digits trying to swallow them.

"S' tight babe. How long someone's been between these beautiful legs?" His words don't carry any taunt. It's just a genuine question. She gulps trying to escape the haze — couldn't when he's gliding his fingers non-stop in her wetness with dirty noises, "dunno . . don't remember!" She squeaks when he slides them inside her with ease from slickness caging a grunty moan that's threatening to slip from his lungs.

"It's been that long then . . ." He drawls out and Y/N's shook that she hasn't heard him in that tone ever before or maybe she's too floaty. This Harry intimidates her in a sweet way, makes her want to be blanketed under his warm weight always, to depend on him and be with him always. Makes her want to kiss him till the colours fade out and blossom back again with the witnesses of their love.

"Harry . ." She moans fogy-ly when he adds two more letting her stickiness drip down his thighs, "Yes baby." He giggles bashfully sneaking his arm under her shoulders to kiss her cheek.

"Gonna cum." She cries out softly nipping at his skin and he pushes his fingers deep till knuckles in her cunt pounding inside her with a pleasuring pressure, "Didn't stop ya." His little bubble kisses trails to the crook of her neck biting down to glitter hues of his affection for her.

"Oh my!" Her eyes popshut and thighs smack crampies his hand cumming on his fingers. Making a mess down his wrists, his trousers and the hem of his shirt. She purrs cheeks smashed near his thick thigh into velvet when he rubs her back to soothe her heated body down as that of a kitten, "Ye purrs are puttin' oreo to shame, moppet." He pushes her up. Straddling her each leg around his torso letting her melt onto him.

"S' warm." He mumbles against her throat pecking where the paths of her veins leads him to. Grabs her chin and nuzzles his nose to the underbelly of her jaw saturating her closer to his chest. She hiccups a breath when his swelling bulge nudges her already sensitive pussy making her wet again; she blames her hormones.

"Can you fuck me, please?" She gives him pleading eyes swiveling her hips back and forth against his thick length, "Don't 've to ask pretty girl." He kisses her mouth. It's not like their first kiss. Their first held innocence and sccachirness. This one's rather filthy, full of sucking, bites and spit. He splits his thumb in her hair cupping her cheeks kissing her passionately and winding his arm around her waist to caress her belly.

When she throws her shirt away he puffs out unbelievably taking in her to memorize each velvteen of her skin, "Fuck you're so beautiful moppet." It splashes blush at her features and his eyes litreally twinkles at the sight of her being like this. When his eyes halt at the swell of her titts he exhales through his nostrils a grin worming up at the little rainbow patterned bra she's wearing.

"Cutie." He kisses her again. It's like he can never stop kissing her ever. Her plump candy lips make it impossible. She skids his trousers down wrapping her hand around his girth squeezing him to quench out a throaty grunt from him. Stroking his cock with his pre-come and arches her back when his weepy head brushes against her cunt.

He helps her to take his cock being ever so carefull with her since she's pregnant but Y/N wants otherwise. She's insatiable. Could bite him whole at the time.

"Use me baby ---- make yourself cum with my cock. Wanted it yeah? C'mon now fuck me pretty girl. Take it all in. Yeah . . . Jus' like that." He grits stretching her to max and brings her neck to snuggle in to his chest when she was about to fall back because of her limbs giving out due to the ecastasy. She spurts out a giggle putting her hands between them to recoup herself and moves with his assistance on her ass.

"It's hard." She whines walls fluttering around his dick making him moan, "what me prick?" He smirks batting his eyelashes to get through the haze.

"Such a rotten joke." She rolls her eyes riding him with faster pace now and it's turning them all sweaty and hot, "mhmp. good girl takin' me cock s' well." His hands wanders above her tummy fondling with her nipples and takes it in his mouth while giving the same attention to other one with his thumb pulling it and tweaking it gently not to harm her, "don't like my jokes but you love my prick --- want to make ye' feel amazin' with it."

His balls thwacking against her bum and she leverages herself with his shoulders crying out in his ear when he hit a spot inside her she could never with her own fingers — she narrows her knees for more closeness and he tucks loose errands of her hair away kissing her temple with closed eyes.

"Tired?" His wet lips teases her earlobe and when she nods he gropes her ass thrusting up inside her, "It feels more good when daddy does it . . doesn't it?" He pounds roughly with a sharp angle of his pelvis and keeps on fucking her till she's crying his name.

She's a puddling. His words only made her float into her own head space where it's golden streaks in the amidst of violet clouds.

His own groans getting hoarse when she pulses around his cock milking and pushing his head fat out it makes him choke onto his spit, "cum for me --- inside me want it s' bad." She whispers woving fingers with his's and pressing it into sofa still grinding down at him whole body jolting from the sensitivity.

He does cum inside her. Filling her to brim with his seed it oozes out making soppy sounds when he pumps it back with lazy strokes to extinguish the last sparkle of fire that was crackling in their insides.

Remains like that. Tangled and dishelved. Listening to eachother's silence. He didn't even got a chance to pull out of her when his phone startled them beside her making her cramp hard around him and his head falls on the headboard with a grunt.

"Fuck." He squints back and pretends to eat the apple of her cheeks with roar like noises tickling her side making her stomach squeeze with laughs when his phone rings for another time and she ushers him to pick it.

His expressions remains stoic. Lips thinned into a hardline as he listens to the person on the other side. She's familiar with it. The feminine seductive voice she can never unhear --- it pangs her heart with an unbearable amount of pain and clogs her windpipes.

Dunno from where she found the need to ask this she did with a second thought from the anxiousness whirling in her mind the second he ends the call, "Are you gonna leave me now?" Tears of hurt without her knowing are already spilling down the valley of her chest.

Harry stares her. But, she could see nothing in them due to blurness from the pulversive of a single call.

[nebulousfishgills]

Our Reality

("In Reality," Part 2)

Request by @cuddleluv : can you PLSSSSSS make a part 2 to the “in reality” ff 😩 I’ve got idea for it too! so y/n moves on and yk gets a new lover (you could choose who lol) and Wanda realizes what she lost after she sees y/n with her new lover and tries to get her back but y/n rejects her because her new lover respects and loves her

Ahhhh I'm so glad part one was so well received! Apologies for not getting this out sooner, I've been just so busy and, being honest, was seriously debating whether or not to actually create a second part. But I've gotten a few requests for it, a new experience for me. So here you go! ❤

I chose your new partner to be Natasha because why not?

Warnings: Angst, feels, swearing, Natasha x Reader (just in case you don't vibe with that) fluff (from Natasha), like, one very brief mention of sexual ideas

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"Tasha, did something burn in here?" You asked, entering the kitchen with a wrinkled nose. Natasha's face poked out from the faint smoke coming from the oven, her hand fanning it away.

"Well, it was supposed to be cookies for your birthday, but I guess that's not happening." She said, her cheeks turning a little pink. You felt heat bloom in your chest at the sweet gesture. Your face broke out into a grin.

"Aww, Tasha, you didn't have to do that!" You said.

"I almost wish I hadn't; it smells awful in here." Nat replied sheepishly.

"Well, at least you tried. That's more than enough."

Your mind wandered back to the events of a few months ago and your nasty breakup with Wanda at your word choice. She hadn't even tried to make an effort with you. You were just some disposable girlfriend to her. Something to distract her.

For weeks you had wallowed in self pity before deciding to get yourself back out there again. Slowly, sure. And you certainly weren't going to prey on a down on their luck possible partner for food and fucks. You were bigger than Wanda in that sense, at least.

After yet another failed date, you were walking home with your heels in your hands and dirt on your feet. You could keep your head held high and look around more.

Someone grabbed for your bag and started running off with it. You screamed after them, calling for someone to help. You were running out of breath not long after, ready to say goodbye to your possessions when the thief was suddenly knocked down. A woman with bright red hair had punched him in the face and sent him to the ground with a roundhouse kick. You approached her as she picked up the bag.

"Is this yours?" She queried.

"Y-yes. Thank you." You replied.

"No problem. But..."

"But?"

"Well, I saved your purse. So it's only fair we get coffee later." The redhead smirked at you. "Unless you would rather not."

"No, of course. It's the least I can do...?"

"Natasha."

"Natasha." You repeated. "The coffee place around the corner from here? Tomorrow at 9?"

"Sounds like a date."

And that's how you had met Natasha. Part of you had been worried remembering how you had first met Wanda after a bad morning. Well, having a bad evening could mean something different, you had figured. Sure enough, you and Nat had met for coffee and hit it off almost immediately. Now you both had a quaint little apartment together and you honestly hadn't ever felt happier.

Well, maybe you had been when you were still with Wanda, but those memories had soured knowing what she had really thought of you.

"Well, the cookies are a bust. How about we go to the cupcake place down the street and grab a few?" Nat suggested.

"That's the best alternative you could have suggested, Tasha. I'll grab my things."

"Okay, but I'm buying. It's still your birthday."

"If you insist."

***

"How about six lemon and six (your favorite cupcake flavor)?" You said.

"Sure thing. The order should be ready in a few minutes." The cashier said, jotting down the order and delivering the ticket to the back as Nat handed over the cash for the dozen cakes.

"I'm gonna go use the restroom, (Y/N). You can wait outside and I'll grab the cakes when I finish." Nat said, kissing your forehead.

"Okay."

The little bell dinged a few times as you exited the store, taking in the fresh air. The thought of the cupcakes made your stomach rumble the more moments passed. You pulled out your phone to distract yourself while you waited.

"(Y/N)?" A voice said from your left. You looked up at the direction of the voice and your breath immediately hitched.

Wanda.

"Oh. Hello, Wanda." You said curtly, returning your gaze to your screen.

"How... are you doing?" Wanda asked you.

"Like you care." You mumbled. Wanda didn't hear the comment, standing in silence for a moment.

"Okay, (Y/N), I have the cupcakes." Nat said, coming out of the store with a lavender box in her hand.

"Thanks, Tasha." You said, pecking her lips. Maybe this was petty; Nat wasn't big on PDA, but Wanda was standing right there and... it was too good to pass up.

"You're... Dating Nat?" Wanda asked.

"Yes. And?"

"...nothing, I guess."

"Exactly."

Wanda seemed to notice the box in Nat's hand (the redhead analyzing the conversation carefully so she could pull you away if need be), reading the label on the lid.

"Oh? What's the occasion?" Wanda asked, testing the waters. You inhaled sharply, turning on your heel to face Wanda.

"I would have been more surprised if you had actually remembered my birthday, all things considered. It's not like you cared anyways.

"(Y/N), wait--"

"February 16th, Wanda. That's the day you were born. That's right, I actually put in an effort to remember." You snapped.

"I... I... Y/N, listen, I--"

"Oh, here it comes. Wanda's Pity Party. Well, go ahead. Say what you have to." You folded your arms and stared at Wanda like a mad bull. The brunette bit her lip and rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.

"I... look, I realize that I was being wildly insensitive and I should never have strung you along like that. I understand that and I deeply apologize. I was hoping that we might be able to move past this and... maybe be friends?" She said quietly. At this, you had to laugh.

"Friends? It's gonna take a lot more than that to even get close to friends, Wanda." You said haugtily. Then, you finally sighed. "I appreciate at least a small apology, though. But I don't ever see myself forgiving you."

"Y/N--" Wanda reached her hand out, but you batted it away.

"If you ever try to touch me again, I swear to God I'll--"

"Y/N, sweetheart, I think we should go." Natasha intervened before things could get worse. You glared at Wanda before walking back over to Nat and allowing her to place an arm around your shoulders. You glanced back at Wanda when you both started walking away. She looked crestfallen standing in the middle of the sidewalk. As much as you wanted to feel bad for her, you couldn't. Choosing to put on a brave face while you wiped your tears, you pulled out one of the cupcakes from the box in Nat's hand.

It was still your birthday after all. You would at least try to make it a good one.

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Hope you enjoyed this, cuddleluv (and everyone else who had been asking about it)!

As always, requests are open, so send them in!

[rosecrystal]

advice plssssss! 🌸 (also sending u love and light mwah)

i have a crush on this guy @ work (he’s a manager but not my manager lmao) and idk what 2 do about it. we’ve done the intense eye contact and flirting here and there and he even kinda said that he wanted my # but couldn’t have it cause of our roles -.-

idk if i should i just leave it @ that or keep up trying 2 make this a thing bc he’s REALLY cute and i can tell that if we weren’t in this situation he’d already be in my guts 😪 keep in mind i work in a warehouse (one of the most popular ones in the world wink wink) so it’s not like us dating is going against some type of sacred moral code

Thank you luv🌸 So when it comes to dating I have a very simplistic view on things: If they want me enough they will do whatever they can to be with me & will show me that through FACTS. No matter how much I like the person, I’ve learned that I can do my part (show them I like them etc) however I need to see that the other person is putting in some kind of tangible effort into the connection. I do not care about excuses, I know that if someone wants me they would go beyond the whole “we work in the same place” thing (even more so when it’s not a realistic barrier in your case, but even if it was lmao) and a lot of other things because I know I would do the same. My only advice would be to come clear about what you want and see if he’s on the same page as you. Dating requires more effort than just flirting here and there, see if he’s about it

[voidcat]

Oh yeah, might as well make another part of 'spoon appreciating (simping for) someone's writing'

I'll just start with the first major problem!! Will you take responsibility of making me simp for Verlaine and Mori?? Like...how?? I am not exaggerating when i say that that would have never happened otherwise. Your writing just changed my whole perception of the two :D and i'd like to ask "how!?" I only ever simped for chuuya and dazai! And now i simp for the boomer-times new roman-cursive versions of the two :,(

What's the problem, you may ask?🤔🤔

Well maybe the fact that my brain only accepts your portrayal of them?! None other!! (I have reread your mori & verlaine work countless times. And i still haven't grown bored of it)

So you can imagine the death grip your fics have on me 😔😔 they hold me by the throat.

And then there is something that I had mentioned once before, but I got reminded of it when I was going through a writing high last week.

The way you write some of the x-reader pieces from the Canon character's pov??? Genius. I know you didn't come up with it, but those fics in particular live in my mind rent free. Looking inside character's minds, and seeing them be whipped for reader??? I just-- I can't!! And it's unrequited love too!!

Une Larme in particular!! What have you done to my poor heart!! >:(

I can't even convey just how much i love the things you've written. 

And when I say that, I mean, you indirectly changed my own writing style!! Which only happens when i read published work and see their writing style as ASPIRING...Who would have known a bsd x reader writer on tumblr will just go and climb on top of my 'fave authors list' ?? Is that allowed?? 👁👁

Yeah. 

Voidcat >>> my faves at this point

And I'll make sure to read A Case Of Bad Luck on ao3 and send you my opinions as actual comments, instead of these (whatever you can call these) asks!! 

The problem with these asks is that I started with just wanting to say what I like about your work, then I forgot to go into some things and had to send in another ask. And now that cycle continues as I keep finding things I have yet to say!!

(So yeah, part three of spoon dumping their unfiltered stream of consciousness on voidcat!! And this will surely not be the last!! the saga continues <3 )

And yes, I shall forgive your treason of doubting me 😌😌

ik i replied in a similar way to one of ur asks before but the fact that i LEGITHAVE NO WORDS THE WAY IM AT A LOSS OF WORDS WHEN I READ THESE?!?!??!!?PLSSSSSS idk what to say other than thank you for reading and thank you for sticking around dfsgdhf ily i May actually cry, im going thru one of my mood swings this week soif i cry its on YOU and You only (to emphasize my point:i rarely cry irl so magine the weight of my words rn... YEAH theyre huge)

and well.... good news ig? bc aqua and i were discussing abt writing a mori multchap fic adfsgxdhf genshin mafia au literally blinking at us rn it took us 6 months jusr to write the intro and we r gonna abandon it for a morally questionable hot doctor whos technically ex military....

and i suck when it comes to recording but i can naybe play une larme in vc one day if u want adfsgdfh i rlly dk what to say abt verlaine, his effect on me was so unexpected too...... i rlly a man suffering and go "yea bet im taking my claim on this poor meow meow now" (the meow meow in question: literally known as the king of assassings,,, but it ok im sweet he'd not harm me... right.....)

and ik i kinda exposed this bit abt myself in an answer to u before but maybe its bc i kinda write these stuff w7o a fic in mind???like as f wriiting smt and slapping a character name later on Or more like an analysis on a character/human and maybe thtas why it feels less like a x-reader fic sajdfdgf (i def opened this blog as 'wriitng practice' bc i wanted t expand my genre of og writings......now look at me still here after a year)

and ido like to tweak things from other character perspectivesbc i think i have this,, obvious profile for a reader adfsgd so i try to appear a bt more diverse. and ilikeexploring diff views if it makes sense:D (like how i cant relate to most mitski songs but i also /can/ bc i know i /couldve/ lived through the same pain, if not similar)idk humans are interesting and w bsd characters, the questioning of your humanity, emotions etc... i guess i just get it lol

and for bad luck i do have all the stuff posted and my links should work now so if its easier u can always read them here lmao

(also..... u can always have me as ur fave author ifi ever make that one idea of writingshort storiesinto a reality and get them published,,,,)

thank you for your forgiveness<333 i'll make sure not to hurt you like that next time ipromise

OHOH waiti forgot to add,, maybe the mori fic kinda hits bc at core,,, dazai and mori are not so different after all. in their few differences, dazai is (mostly) worse than him if we are being honest. but most of the mannerism and behaviors, even that damned smile and everything.... those are all the thngs mori has bled and blended into dazai. as much as the mighty feared port mafiaisactually just dazai, dazai mostly is just actually a copy of mori. (he just appears more charming/likeable)

so yea my "if you claim to like dazai but hate mori, youre a hypocrite" agenda is back again (lets ,gnore how i never mentioned it here before) <3

[madeofsaltiness]

should we keep sending the ship your mutuals ask until you ship all of your mutuals? hahahaha 😈

ajsgsghskala anon plssssss show some mercy 😩😩

i honestly wasn’t gonna even answer at first since i’ve never done ships before 😔 hope y’all liked them tho 💝

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

HOLY SHIT SHES PREGNANT plssssss I need more I wanna know how e reacts

Feel good kind of love (Soulmate AU) - Masterlist

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Ethan’s jaw dropped, his eyes glossing over as he stared at his girl, his Y/N who looked so fucking vulnerable he wanted nothing more than to hug her closer until he absorbed all the bad bubbling inside her, but fuck, she also looked so pretty with her hair messed up and makeup a little smeared, her shaky legs - all fucked out and he couldn’t think of a moment he had ever felt quite as he did right now.

Ethan finally felt at peace, long lost puzzle pieces of his life have filled every empty spot of his messed up soul and he had never been as sure that everything will work out fine as he was right now.

“Can I hug you?” He pierced the veil of silence, his arms already outstretched toward her, his big hands open with every intention of a gentle caress and a promise of safety she only ever found in his chest. He had set aside the need to be assured by her, forgetting about it entirely and all that so he could reassure her for the millionth time since they’ve met. She knew how he’d always put her first, even if it meant he’d hurt instead.

“Please.” She breathes out, moving closer to him, meeting his loving arms halfway, her own wrapping around his strong torso so tightly he could hardly breathe. But Ethan didn’t care about that, only that they had certifiably become more than just a quick fuck and a real couple, even if she wouldn’t admit it.

“Can I be happy about this or will you hate me if I ask you to keep it?” He whispered in her hair, scared of her answer and even more of her reaction. He ran his hand down her back, satisfied he hadn’t felt her tense up with the inquiry, seeing it as a good sign.

“I’m scared.” Her hold on him relents, signaling he should let up as well, allowing her to squirm out of his embrace, her hands lowering to his hips and his to her lower back - some distance between them, yet still so close they could feel one another.

“I never thought I’d find a soulmate, let alone get pregnant. Hell, I never wanted kids! My skills with kids come down to smiling awkwardly and waiting for their parent to take them away do I can wash every part of my body the kid touched because kids are messy and sticky and they drool so fucking much, it’s disgusting.” Y/N rambled, her panic growing as her mind ran wild, allowing Ethan to end her insanity with a simple kiss on the tip of her nose, resting his forehead on hers a moment after.

She closed her eyes, her heart beating erratically in her chest, her body shaking.

“But they’ll be our sticky kids.” Ethan smiled softly, brushing his nose against hers purposefully to draw her in and get her to open her eyes. And she did.

“We have a whole support system behind us - parents, siblings, friends. I’m not the type to have baby fever, but this could be good for us.” He swallowed thickly, watching her right eyebrow rise in question.

“Didn’t you ask me for kids the very night we met?” She called him out, smirking when his eyes widened.

“And you said you’d consider it if I took you out to dinner. Which I did!” Ethan exclaimed, pecking her lips smugly.

“So, if we do this, I guess you should know one more thing.” She placed a hand on his cheek, tender and sweet, just as the words she was about to speak.

“I love you too.”

A/N - If you guys want more, remember I do this series on your requests so send some in. :) Also, a big shout out to the drunken pumpkin who sent the OG request!

Tags: @xalayx @dolandolll @godlydolans @dolanstwintuesday @ethanhes @peacedolantwins @loserdolan

[studysocial]

junior year classes

hey y’all! i have not been very active on here at all :( it’s hard to keep up with things outside of school and my other extracurricular activities.

my school year ends in less than a month which is exciting! i’m looking forward to next year already. i’m hoping to get a job this summer to save up some money and i am going to be volunteering a ton as usual! my bigger plans for the next year include quitting my tennis team to focus on politics (which is due to a mix of lack of time for the things i really care about and lack of money to finance a sport run by someone who uses it to profit off of the kids shhhhhh), being an organizing member of a TEDxYouth conference, and possibly starting a club in my town.

anyway... that was a long intro to what i’m actually posting about which is my 2019-20 class schedule! while this is not yet finalized at all, and is subject to change, i wanted to send it out to see if anyone has advice!

- u.s. history (not apush, i had my school’s apush teacher for ap world this year and am not going through that again)

- honors psychology (this was originally going to be honors anatomy and physiology, until all my friends realized that the teacher who runs the course is the same one we had for honors chem and is retiring in a year. she’s a great person but the way she runs her class is too high stress. i’ve heard great things about psych!)

- ap statistics (out of non ap maths to take wish me luck plssssss)

- ap environmental science (so pumped for this bc i’m secretly a crunchy tree hugger)

- ap english 11 (is this one lang and comp i don’t remember? anyway i love english)

- honors latin iii (might be a yikes? might be good? my teacher told us latin iii is not as crazy high maintenance as latin ii so i’m hoping for the best)

- racquet sports— ???? (i might be quitting tennis but i still want to play it sometimes, it sounded like a fun no stress class. also i have no clue whatsoever what i’m gonna take next semester. considering film literature bc it sounds interesting and i love the teacher who teaches it? maybe sociology but i don’t know much about that class at my school)

- study hall (bc you gotta be on that grind)

if you guys have any tips, tricks, or warnings please feel free to send me a message!

(also if you guys have questions about ap world history or ap bio or latin or french or like any standard freshman or sophomore classes at allllll please send me an ask bc even if i didn’t take them i definitely know someone who did)

good luck in your studies!