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[causenessus]

i’ve been thinking abt the latest chapter of cold kisses all day btw

PLEase I AM HONORED AND SO GLAD TO HEAR THIS RAHH <33 I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS NEXT CHAPTER TOO oikawa actually goes off so hard i was inspired by ur tags in the reblog <3

[vanesycho]

I've read all of your nct fics and i looooove your works 🤍 especially the jealous jisung one. You're so talented 🤍🤍

Will it be okay if i request a mark fic, where he's so busy working and his gf point it out because she's feeling lonely in this relationship lately? Angst and smut??

thank you so so much for your nice comment and request you are so sweet ilyy😔🤍🤍🤍

Warning:Smut, a little angst(happy ending), p in v

wc:1,5k

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"Heyy baby? I was worried about you, you didn't call me all day." You didn’t want to bother Mark in the middle of his work, but he had said he would definitely call you today and it was already late. All you wanted was to at least hear his voice before going to bed because you couldn't even do that these days. "Oh my love...I'm so so sorry, it completely slipped my mind, can you forgive-" You heard another member call Mark from behind, after they talked something he turned his attention back to you on the phone. "I have to go now, I'll call you tomorrow okay? Love you."

"Love you to-" You stared blankly at your phone as the sound of 'beep' hit you in the face like a painful reality. You laid down on your bed, breathing heavily as you realized that the side of your bed would be empty tonight too. You turned onto your side and hugged the pillow Mark used, trying to fall asleep.

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As the time approached noon, you looked at your phone again, your notification sound was on but you still checked in case you hadn't heard it, but the result was the same. No texts, no calls, nothing from Mark. You went to the living room and sat down and tried to distract yourself by watching a movie. Considering that you were lost in thought and thought about Mark every now and then, it didn't seem to work.

When you heard the door opening, you didn't even pay attention, your eyes were still on the movie. "Baby?" Mark's call echoed throughout the house, and when he didn't get an answer, he involuntarily frowned. As he was about to pass by the hall, he noticed a figure in the corner of his eye and stopped in his place. When he looked inside, he saw you sitting on the couch and entered with a smile.

"So you were here. I thought you were still asleep." He spoke, raising his arms up for a hug, but you only hummed in return. It didn't take long for him to realize something was wrong, he sat down next to you and held your hands."I know my work took longer than i thought and I couldn't even get home properly. But it's over and now we can be together as much as you want, hm? Please don't be so quiet Y/n, it makes me even sadder." you took your hands off of him and he looked at his free hands, saw you tilt your head and grabbed your chin, making you look at him. When he noticed your eyes fill with tears he pulled you by your shoulders and hugged you to his chest. "No no no, please don't, I'm so sorry baby."

His hug made you cry harder, you hadn't felt his warmth for a long time. The feeling you missed made your feelings grow even more. You wrapped your arms around his waist, Mark's one hand was caressing your back with slow movements while the other was caressing your hair, not forgetting to kiss your head in between. "I'm such an idiot, I can't believe I upset you this much, I'm so sorry, please forgive me." You pulled back, lifted your head, and met his eyes. He wiped the tears on your cheeks and placed a small smile on his lips, kissing the flowing tears and stopping them one by one. You tried to speak between your sobs, your voice coming out hoarse than it was.

"It's just...I expected at least a text from you, I waited all day for you when you said you'd call me. I knew you were busy, but when you made such promises and got no results, I was worried and upset." He bit his lip nervously, knowing that you were absolutely right.You looked back at him as he tilted his head slightly to catch your gaze. "You're right, baby, all the way. I promise this won't happen again, I promise that even if I can't talk to you I will send you messages so that after a while you will get tired of me." You chuckled at his words “I’ll never get tired of you.”

He reached out to your lips, gave you a small kiss and whispered "Good, because right now I'm going to give you all the attention you want and make sure you get it every single one." He didn't even give you time to ask what he was talking about, he closed his lips on yours again, wrapped your legs around his waist and picked you up, walked towards your room.

He laid you gently on the bed and glanced at your beautiful face for a moment, slipping his hand under your shirt without breaking eye contact. The feeling of his fingers on your skin made your heart race, you hadn't felt this in a long time, when the feeling you missed came back you couldn't wait for more. "Mark please...I need more now." He started sucking your neck, you felt like your body was on fire, like everywhere he kissed and touched was on fire. He sucked on your earlobe, giggling when he realized you were holding your breath and his breath hit your neck and ear. A tiny whimper escaped your mouth as his breath hitched. "Cute. Now tell me what you want. How does my baby want to get her attention?"

He sucked your neck for a while and left a small bite "Should I please you with my mouth?"

He put his hand inside your shorts and reached your pussy, licking his lips when he realized that you were already wet "Should I fuck you with my fingers?"

When he pulled his hand back, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. He spread your legs and pressed his swollen cock against you through your clothes. Just feeling how big it was was going to drive you crazy, he smiled at your reaction "Should I fuck you with my dick?" You averted your eyes, you couldn't take it anymore, the clothes you were wearing felt like excess. You wanted to feel him fully now. He gently grabbed your chin and made you look into his eyes, pressing himself against you again. “Mark-” Grinned at your reaction.

"Or should I do it all and make you enjoy it all, hm? Can you cum three times for me? Will that make you forgive me?" You thrust your hips into him eagerly, seeing how desperate you were for his touch made him harden even more. "Please, just do it.. I can't wait any longer." He took off your excess clothes and threw them in a corner. You watched as he took off his own clothes, revealing his slightly built body but his swollen cock underneath distracted you.

Without keeping you both waiting, he held his dick at the entrance of your pussy, watched as he gently inserted the tip inside, looked at how nicely you took it in. Seeing this made his dick grow a little more inside you. "Fuck, I missed this." He made you lift your legs and slowly inserted his remaining cock until he felt it completely inside you. As your warm and tight walls wrapped around his cock, he soon began to move.

The juices flowing from your wet pussy were wrapping around Mark's cock, and he started to move his hips at a certain speed. He made sure you take it all in, from start to finish, groaning as every sound that hit your pussy echoed in the room along with your moans. "Ah you feel so warm..So tight." His compliments about how good it felt were endless, praising your beauty, how well your pussy clenched around his cock, the beautiful sound of your moans, every part of you.

"Mark...Fuck, don't stop...I'm so close." His strokes increased and got faster, he felt like he was going to lose his mind as your voice became more and more tearful with each stroke, he started to whimper as he was close to coming, "Yes yes yes fuck, come with me baby." He buried his head in your neck, letting out a tearful moan as he pulled his cock out and came between your legs, some of your juices running down Mark's cock as his quiet moans reached your ears.

You looked up at him with tired eyes, he smiled and kissed you all over your face. Laid down next to you and let you rest your head on his chest."Is there anything you want to do tomorrow?" You closed your eyes as you felt him caress your hair, your voice sounded tired. "I don't know, it doesn't matter as long as you're with me." He grinned to himself 'like' a fool in love at what you said. After a while, when he realized that you were sleeping, he put a blanket on you so that you wouldn't get cold and whispered in your ear, "You are the most beautiful thing life has brought me, good night my angel."

[senmiyaazx]

Crowe x female reader? If that’s okay

Something about you

Crowe x Gender-neutral Reader

genre : fluff

not proofread

a/n: thank you for the request! sorry it took me a long time to answer. i've been very busy these days. just a disclaimer — this isn't a fem reader ! to make my content enjoyable for all people, i've decided to make my fics all include a genderless reader. even if my blog favors male readers, i know the struggle of not being able to enjoy a fanfiction because of that. i hope you enjoy this nonetheless ;;

☆★☆★☆★☆

In his eyes, you were like a dove in the sky.

Captivating, mesmerizing, enchanting.

Or perhaps you were more like a duckling, as when he first saw you, you looked incredibly lost, like a child looking for its mother. A part of him found it adorable and the other half of him felt pity.

Though it was because of that day that made your friendship possible.

If he hadn't come up to you that day, would you remain as strangers? He wondered how you would've been doing, since it was because of him that you got through your first year. It's because of him that you were able to join a friend group.

He's helped you a lot and he knows that. Yet he never looked for any repayments.

He thinks just having you by his side is enough.

... Did he really say that? It's true though. Even if it felt a little more romantic that it should've. Eh, it's nothing to be ashamed of.

But it did get him thinking. Did he have a crush on you?

- - - - ♡

"Crowe!" His head turns at the all too familiar voice, a smile subconsciously forming at his lips.

Without even realizing it himself, he started to look forward to hearing the sound of your voice.

"You're lively today. What's the occasion?"

"Nothing, just happy to see you." He felt his heart skip a beat.

- - - - ♡

He never noticed it before, but that simple memory held a special place in his heart.

It's currently Saturday as he laid in his bed. Yet the only thing in his mind was him wishing it was Monday already just so he could see you again.

- - - - ♡

A few weeks ago.

A basket held in his hands as he browsed through the snacks aisle to refill his stocks at home.

One particular box of (favorite snack) caught his eye.

He doesn't like this flavor, but you did. He doesn't know why he grabbed it, checked it out on the counter along with other items, and gave it to you the next day.

It wasn't any special day or anything. He just did it for you.

It reminded him of you. It knew it'd make you happy, and he loved seeing you happy.

- - - - ♡

Another memory of him at his desk late at night, tired from completing all his assignments in one day. His eyes droopy and his wrist aching as he looked at the written letters and scattered papers around his desk.

Then his phone rings from a notification.

His first thought was: 'Is it (Name)?'

Only to be disappointed when it was just a text from Deryl in the group chat.

- - - - ♡

Maybe he did have a crush on you. It's nothing to be ashamed about. After all, you were kind and pretty cute in his eyes. Everything you did was attractive to him, even if it was something simple like focusing on your work. Or pouting when someone steals your seat in the library. You were.. really adorable.

But just for confirmation—

He thought of you again. More specifically, thought of your face.

And just like that, his cheeks warmed up.

☆★☆★☆★☆

[midmourn]

my boy

title my boy

pairing lee donghyuck x gender neutral!reader

summary your boyfriend doesn’t love you like he says he does.

warnings angst, cheating

word count 905

author's note repost from my old blog <3

my boy's being sus', he was shady enough, but now he's just a shadow.

duckie♡ : cant make it tonight, busy.

Your lips pressed together tightly, turning your lips a pale white before you let out a sigh and didn’t bother to send a text back. Instead, you tossed it to the side and kicked off your shoes. You shrugged off your jacket and threw it into the corner in annoyance, rolling your eyes at — you didn't even know who you were annoyed at; yourself or Donghyuck?

You wished you could say this was the first time he had ditched you for another person or something else, but it wasn’t. He had done this so many times before you had lost count which number this occasion was. Half the time, he would tell you a reason but recently, he hadn’t.

You’ve had fights about it, and the most recent one was a couple of days ago, and he had promised you he would make it up to you by going out on a date -- tonight. Which he missed, again. Your friends and mother kept telling you that you needed to actually talk it out, or break up with him. You promised them you’d talk it out and if that didn’t work out, you’d break up with him. You tried to talk to him at least twice since they told you, but he always shut you down.

Your phone lit up and your eyes glanced over to it, hoping it’d be a text from Donghyuck, explaining why he couldn’t make it, but it wasn’t. Instead, it was a notification from Twitter about the damn Oscars. Huffing, you turned away from your phone and turned your TV back on to watch Netflix again.

my boy my boy, my boy don't love me like he promised. my boy my boy my boy, he ain't a man, and sure as hell ain't honest.

You stormed into your apartment, hearing his feet hit the ground in a hasty way to make it to you in time before you slammed the door shut. “Y/N, wait!” You pressed your hand against the door harshly, but his foot got in between the doorway and door. You swallowed roughly, feeling the tears build up in your eyes as you watched him force the door open, forcing your hands off the door. He shut it behind him, his face falling at the sight of your teary eyes.

“Y/N,” he reached to grab your hand but you quickly slapped his hand away from you.

“Do not touch me,” you hissed, feeling anger build up inside you. “Seriously, Donghyuck?” You let out a bitter laugh, shaking your head as you willed tears not to fall. You couldn’t make yourself seem weak in front of him, even though that was exactly where you were. “How long has this been going on?”

“I-”

“I don’t want a bullshit answer,” you snapped. “I want the truth, and I think that I at least deserve that after every bullshit lie you’ve ever given me.”

“Not long,” Donghyuck murmured.

“How long?!”

His head hung low, “Almost three months.”

“Oh, my God,” you felt sick to your stomach and you clenched your hands into fists, shaking your head. “You- you, oh, my fucking God! You asshole!” Your hands pushed his chest, bumping him into the door. “Three months? And you didn’t ever decide that I didn’t deserve this? That I didn’t deserve to be lied to and cheated on for so long? Why didn’t you just break up with me?” Your voice started off as angry and loud and then as you finished up, your voice sounded weak and hurt.

my boy's an ugly crier but he's such a pretty liar, and by that I mean he said he'd "change.”

“I’m sorry,” he sniffed, lifting his head to reveal his tear streaked face and you wondered how long he had took acting lessons for. “I’ll change, Y/N, I promise. I love you.”

“Bullshit,” you whispered, feeling a tear drop down your cheek.

“What?” Donghyuck asked, his voice hushed.

“Bullshit!” Your voice grew louder, “It’s bullshit! All of it, every single compliment, every ‘I love you’! You never loved me, you just didn't want to be alone.”

“That’s not true,” Donghyuck argued, shaking his head.

“Yes it is, because you don’t hurt the people you love, and you don’t lie to them, either,” you said.

you want me to be yours, well, then you gotta be mine.

Donghyuck shook his head, changing the subject, “I want you. I want you to be mine.”

“I was,” your voice grew quiet. “And then you ruined that by not being mine.” You swallowed and walked past him, avoiding his attempt to grab your hand. You twisted the door knob and opened the door, turning to face him but you didn’t stare at him, instead staring at the wall behind him. “Goodbye, Donghyuck. If you’re lucky, you’ll never see me again.” And I will be, too, you wanted to add.

Donghyuck continued to stare at you and he finally seemed to get the hint, walking past you to step outside your apartment. You didn’t turn to face him, but he wanted to have the last word -- like always. “I love you,” he tried one last time.

“For once in your life, just stop lying,” you whispered before shutting the door, and him out of your life.

masterlist. rules. asks.

[xoxoluka]

hey! can i put in a request about long distance friends (maybe theres a lil summin going on but who knows?) reader and schlatt?

just have an idea of reader living in brighton or something and schlatt comes to visit...

sorry for the wait anon, pls enjoy!

jschlatt x reader

summary: schlatt has a crush on you, but you live in an entirely different country. he’ll find a way to make it work.

warnings: uhhhh

a/n: i got this request in a group of other notifications while i was at prom, i almost didn’t notice it :p also idk how school works in the uk sooo lmao

"listen, jay, we can meet up as soon as this semester ends, alright?" you say, trying to compromise with him. "as soon as I get back, I'll hop on a flight to Austin."

It's not like you wanted to put such a big wedge between the two of you, but you had gotten such a big offer from University of Brighton (full ride, you couldn't turn that down) towards your Art and Design degree, that there was absolutely no way you were going anywhere in the US. You lived in New York originally, you and Schlatt grew up together. It was weird being so far away from him.

"you can't just come now? take a week off or something?" he groaned.

"you know I can't," you sigh, sitting down on the bed in your dorm. "it's may. i'll be there in a few weeks, the term isn't much longer."

it was always odd having this conversation with him. something never felt right. you understood wanting to see him as a friend, but you always wanted to see him more than that. you chalked it up to being so close, but you knew in some small part of your mind that it wasn't the reason.

"alright, fine. but you're coming straight here when you're done."

"deal."

~

schlatt nearly lost an arm and a fucking leg trying to get here. first, the airport in Texas wasn't accepting his passport, then there was an issue with his luggage, and he almost missed his flight. and if that wasn't enough, he couldn't find the correct exit in the airport in Brighton, and there were no taxis available, making him stand there and wait for 45 minutes. thankfully, you had told him the time of your graduation in a phone call a few nights ago when you were complaining about how late it was.

he finally made it to the college after his many issues, and was just in time to watch you walk the stage.

"Y/N L/N, graduating with honors and a bachelor's degree in Art and Design." The crowd clapped as you stepped up on stage, from your seat down on the floor, taking the diploma and shaking the hands of the many people on stage. on your way back down, you think you pot a familiar face, but psych yourself out of the thoughts before you think about it too hard.

the ceremony ends a while after, and the crowd and graduates are dismissed. you planned on just going back to your dorm to pack, taking your cap off and holding it and your diploma under your arm as you walk, staring down at your phone.

"leaving without me?" you hear from behind you, making you perk up and whip around, seeing your favorite person standing behind you.

"oh my god!" you exclaim, jumping into his arms excitedly. tears of joy brim your eyes, laughing as he hugged you back.

you stayed like that for a good minute or so before he put you down and you separated.

"when did you get here?" you ask through laughs, wiping your eyes.

"just a while ago, made it right on time." he answers.

"jesus christ, i love you." you say before even realizing your mistake, and it took you a moment to register his silence.

you look up at him once you realized, a look of terror and guilt on your face. he looks serious, making you question if you had just blown it all. you hadn't even planned on telling him at all.

thankfully, he breaks and laughs, pulling you into a hug again. "love you too, toots."

you let out a breath of relief and laugh, holding him as tight as you can. "you came at the perfect time, I need someone to help me pack."

schlatt playfully groans in response to that, but looks down at you. "i guess i'll help you."

a/n: i crave the schlanket can someone buy me one

© property of xoxoluka. do not repost.

[mikachacha]

𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢 (𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

Synopsis: After many years of being with Bada, you have decided to walk away. Not because you stopped loving her but because you felt like it was the right thing to do, not only for your relationship but for yourself as well.

Warnings: heavy angst, just a lot of tears for this one, mentions of cheating, language

(A/N: i would like to thank @apreer for suggesting this song ❤ really love it)

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You thought it would get better if you stuck with her for years but it only got worse. From blatant lying to cheating, Bada has done it all. Not just once, not just twice but multiple times. You chose to forgive her as she would always promise to be better. She'd then shower you with love, attention, gifts.. She'll do that for three months at most then the cycle goes back. There were many instances that you thought enough is enough and just simply walk away but each time, she'd pull you right back in with sweet words and empty promises. But now, enough is enough. You're done. You gave her everything and now you're taking back control. It's time for you to love and choose yourself first.

"Y/N, I wouldn't be home until late tonight. I'm sorry baby that we couldn't spend our anniversary together but I promise I'll make it up to you after my schedule clears up." Bada says which you knew was another lie but you nodded nonetheless. She kissed your cheek and rushed out the door while you just sighed before heading back to your shared bedroom.

You began packing your stuff and made sure all your documents are in your bag. You wanted to have a fresh start, away from Bada and from everyone who knows you. You booked a flight to the US so she couldn't follow or track you easily. You just wanted to finally have the freedom to do what you want, to be happy and to regain your old self that you lost while loving Bada.

"If only I wasn't that stupid to come crawling back to you each time you betrayed me, Bada.. Three long years I spent with you. Three years of my life wasted for the likes of you but today I'm putting an end to this. Goodbye, Bada." you smiled bitterly as you looked at the framed picture of you and Bada together, seemingly so in love with each other. You also took off the ring she gave you and placed it on the night stand. With a final look at the house you shared together, you called a cab and headed to the airport.

Bada almost dropped her phone when a notification popped up. It was from the alarm system of your house and it says that you have removed your access to the system. She immediately checked the surveillance tapes through her phone and saw you packing your things. The recent one is you loading your bags into the cab and leaving. Her heart was pounding inside her chest, she felt lost. She felt a pang of pain inside of her as the thought of you leaving her for good flashed through her head.

"Fuck! Y/N please pick up, baby.. Please.." Bada is now frantically pacing around as she tried to call your phone but you weren't picking up. She also sent lots of messages but you just left her on read. She doesn't want to lose you yet she didn't really made too much effort to make you stay.

"What do you want, Bada?" you finally answered as you arrived at the airport. Bada wanted to sigh in relief but she doesn't know where you are and the fact that you're leaving her is still there.

"Baby where are you? Please tell me.. Let's talk things out, you and me.." Bada is now desperate. She doesn't want you to leave but you've had enough of her bullshit.

"I'm about to board the plane. I'm leaving, Bada. We're over. I don't want to be part of your sick games anymore. I'm tired of you taking me for granted and would only pretend to love me just so you can hurt me again.. This will be the last time that we will be talking to each other. Goodbye, Bada. I hope you treat the next girl better than how you treated me the past three years." you said and ended the call before turning it off. You took a shaky breath as you willed yourself not to cry. You're done crying for her.

At that moment, Bada felt truly alone. No one was there for her, the girl she was with earlier has since left, annoyed that Bada paid more attention to you than her. She couldn't stop the tears from falling down as regret and sorrow washed over her like a tidal wave. Today, on the day of your anniversary, Bada lost you. She lost the woman who loved her more than she could ever love herself, the woman who was there for her through thick and thin. It was too late to regret and beg you for forgiveness now as you had made up your mind of walking away from her and from her life for good.

[jess-the-vampire]

Hi! I'm not sure if it got lost in your notifs since I'm sure they've been blowing up since the new episode dropped! But I wrote a fic for your AROFAM au and posted it on my side blog! It's here I hope you like it!

heyyyyy, sorry it took so long for me to answer, i just wanted to give myself time to finish it and make you some inspired fanart before i answered!

and i wanna say thank you thank you thank you! Fanart and fanwork means so much to me! You have no idea! I needed this boost <3

thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!

[avenirdelight]

Messages From Her Ex

Trent Alexander-Arnold

Trent has her phone with him when some messages from her ex pop up on the screen.

Everything was going well. Trent was listening to a song with a headphone on as Jordan talked to the camera, giving answers to some questions about him—they were trying to figure out which one of them knew each other better. They were shooting YouTube content before the training session today, and honestly, Trent had been having fun so far.

But the fun immediately ended for Trent, when he saw a notification pop up on the phone.

The phone belonged to her. Her. A staff from the media team, whom Trent had had a crush on for so long, whom he had been going on dates with for a while. He knew the phone was hers, not only because she was the one who gave it to him, but also because he was familiar with the yellow phone case with her initials printed on the back.

More importantly, he knew her ex-boyfriend’s name. He got real alarmed when the name showed on the screen with a couple of messages that said:

Please just think about it

I meant everything I said. I’m still in love with you

Trent’s stomach did the uneasiest dip. He lost his focus in an instant, it went chaotic inside his head. He wasn’t supposed to read those—he only meant to use the phone to change the song—but he did and he read them thrice to make sure that he saw it right. Trent looked so dazed and upset for the rest of the shoot, at some point Jordan needed to ask if he was okay. He made up an excuse, saying he might have eaten something wrong at lunch.

With a worried look painted all over her face, she asked the same question after the shoot had ended. He must’ve been acting really strange and God knows how the video would turn out but he couldn’t care less. There was a more important matter that he was already dying to get out of his chest. But he still had a microphone on him so he gave her the same answer. He excused himself and quickly left the room.

—

Obviously, he didn’t do well at training. He had hoped that focusing on training would make him forget about those messages but he was wrong. He kept making mistakes, his teammates yelled at him a lot but he didn’t even have the will to defend himself.

Training was done for the day. After taking a brisk shower and doing some more contemplating, Trent decided to look for her. 

He was just walking around trying to look casual, and luckily he caught her walking to the first team’s restaurant, so he followed suit. She stopped at the fruit bar and was getting herself a bowl of fruit salad. Trent didn’t even bother to announce his presence and copied what she was doing.

“You okay?” If earlier she was worried when she asked him the question, this time she asked with a flat and dull tone.

“Yeah.” He simply shrugged.

She took a few seconds to stare at him before she slightly shook her head. “I don’t think you’re okay.”

“Why do you think so?” Trent stared back.

She let out a sigh. “Because you read the texts on my phone. The ones from my ex,” she muttered before leaving him to search for a table. Trent felt his heart slowly sinking.

She chose a table in the corner of the room to give herself—and Trent—a little bit of privacy. Everyone knew they were friends so it wouldn’t be odd for anyone to see them sitting together. There was barely anyone in the restaurant too since it was out of meal time, so even if the conversation they were about to have got a bit tense somehow, it would be safe from anyone’s ears.

“I didn’t mean to read them,” Trent said. “I was looking at the screen and they just popped out.”

She was silently munching on her salad. She looked sour, but Trent couldn’t quite figure whether it’s more of sadness, anger, or something else.

“Is he reaching out to you again?” Trent asked. “Has he been bothering you? What is he asking you?”

“He’s just… Been messaging me. Saying sorry and that he… Regrets everything. He’s just saying everything he’d said before,” she answered hesitantly.

“And that he’s still in love with you?” He remembered the exact line that still made his blood boil every time he thought about it. He actually felt sick. “Is he trying to get you back? After everything he’s done to you?”

“I don’t know, I haven’t really been responding to him.” She shrugged. “I have work to do, I don’t really have time to think about it.”

“Well, that’s good, maybe– Maybe you shouldn’t. If– If you feel bothered maybe you should just block him or something, don’t give him access to you.”

She shifted in her chair uncomfortably. She didn’t answer, taking a sip of her glass of water instead. “Trent, I understand your concern. I really do. But I can handle this, okay?” She said, staring at him. “I’m sorry, but I would really appreciate it if you let me handle this myself.”

Trent instantly fell silent, clenching his jaw shut. It sounded like she was trying to put him in his place; he certainly felt so. He dropped his gaze as he felt a pang of guilt about the way he was acting. Maybe he’d actually crossed the line.

His reactions and actions weren’t without any reasons. They hadn’t only been going to casual dates—they’d actually talked about going for a more serious relationship. Work had to come first at the moment for both of them but they were slowly and surely going there. There was some sort of commitment between them, hence all his concerns and worries surfacing when her ex-boyfriend came back to the picture.

But whether Trent liked it or not, her ex-boyfriend was none of his business. He had no right to meddle with it.

“You’re right. I’m sorry,” Trent mumbled. “I was– I was just worried about you. I don’t want you to– I’m hoping that you won’t give him a chance to hurt you again.” He nervously fumbled out the words before meeting her gaze again. “He hurt you, he’d taken so much from you.”

“And I’m the last person who’s gonna forget about that.” She gave him a sheepish smile. “I need you to trust me a bit more, Trent.”

“Okay.” Trent nodded. “Yeah. Right. I just want you to know that I’m here, so… I’m right here for you. Please don’t let him in again.”

She was silent for a moment. But then she made a bold move to quickly reach out for Trent’s hand across the table and give it a squeeze, making Trent’s heart jump. “I’ve made my choice. And I know it’s gonna be the best not just for me, but for both of us,” she said as she gazed fondly at him. Trent was her choice.

Trent felt like he should’ve known better. He’d been friends with her for years and she was someone he’d always trusted. Surely, after the past couple of months of knowing her more and growing a special relationship with her, he shouldn’t have thought that she would suddenly change her mind about them, not to mention how she’d stated that she’d closed the chapter of her life that involved her ex.

“Of course. Yeah. I’m so sorry,” Trent said, still holding her hand. He would’ve loved to hold her hand longer but someone was coming so she needed to let it go. “But you get me, yeah, why I’m kinda mad? Not at you, obviously. It’s just– The audacity of that man to reach out to you again?” Trent was getting on it again, but she shot him a warning look. “Okay, okay. Sorry, I’ll stop. But if he bothered you too much and you feel like you need me, I’m always here.”

“Yeah, I know.” She smiled, but then suddenly, it turned to a small chuckle. “This whole situation is really confusing but I’m not gonna lie, I like seeing you being protective. I’m pretty convinced that you hate him more than I do.”

“Told you I’d beat him up if I ever saw his face.”

“Okay, calm down now.”

Trent couldn’t help but to chuckle too. He picked up the fork and started eating the fruits that he wasn’t really supposed to have—his nutritionist had instructed him to cut out snacking. They fell into a comfortable silence as they just looked at each other.

—

Trent decided to hang around the training ground for a little bit, getting questioned by some of the staff and the last ones of his teammates on why he was still there. He made up an excuse, saying that he would need to pick his mum up in a bit and he had nothing to do until then. But Hendo gave Trent a secret knowing look, because the captain understood that he was actually just waiting for her to get off from work; Hendo knew about the two of them. 

A minute after he noticed her walking down the main stairs and heading out, Trent bid his goodbyes to the staff he was talking to, and also headed out to the parking lot. He put his hoodie on and it wasn’t because the sky was gloomy and it looked like it was going to rain. Trent walked into his car, hanging his head low, and he could see that she was getting on hers which was parked just right behind his.

But Trent didn’t stop at his car. He walked past it, walked over the curb, and knocked twice on her passenger’s seat window. He opened the door and he slid himself in.

“What are you doing?!” She asked, a mixture of shock and puzzled look was painted all over her face.

Trent answered by grabbing the side of her face and leaning in to connect their lips. He instantly felt electricity rushing on his veins, his heart pounding hard on his chest—it felt absolutely thrilling but also relieving in some ways. He kissed her sweetly, but a little bit desperate, with his thumb gently stroking her cheek. He stopped for a second before giving her the last peck and trailed a few kisses on her cheeks and jaw. He then quickly pulled himself back.

She was definitely too stunned to speak. Her eyes were wide, but Trent knew that it wasn’t because she was mad—it was because she was absolutely flustered. 

“Sorry. Needed that. Really needed that.”

“Oh my God, Trent! What if someone saw that??”

“What if someone saw you holding my hand back there?” He casually said as his hand reached for the door handle. He opened it and swiftly got out. She rolled down the window once the door was shut again.

She put a palm against her forehead. “You’re just… Insane.” She shook her head in disbelief.

“Told you I needed that,” Trent said in a more serious tone. He meant it. And he hoped she understood why he needed that. The thing with her ex had stressed him out pretty bad today and he was just aching for some intimacy with her.

“Okay. Now can you please go?” She urged.

“Okay, okay,” he chortled. “See you tomorrow?”

“Well, I’ll get here before you do just like any other day.”

Trent gave her a playful smile, took a good look at her still flushed face, before he walked away. He tapped the roof of her car, saying, “I’ll call you tonight.” He didn’t hear an answer but he would do it anyway and he knew she’d pick up.

She drove away as he got into his car and started it. Trent gripped his hands tight on the steering wheel and it was when he finally realised how hard his heart was beating. He chuckled to himself, shaking his head slightly as he turned on the radio. 

Maybe Trent shouldn’t have to worry about her ex. Trent was the one treating her right and they were pretty much together. Everything had been going in the right way and it would only be going that way as long as they trusted each other—that was what this relationship had been built on after all. She’d chosen him and Trent would hold on to that. He would just shake off what had happened today, and maybe think about something more important, like how he’d ask her to make their relationship official one day.

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inspired by this video where hendo reads some messages on the staff’s phone about their pregnant missus and interrupts the filming😆 i was rewatching it then got inspired! hope you enjoyed it<3 likes, reblogs, and comments are always much appreciated! thank you!

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[mikikunchik]

♪ Dazai and Fedor in prison ♪

*They definitely couldn't have avoided sneezing, I mean they were sitting across from each other for a long time and sneezing in front of each other was inevitable, I plan to write two parts, one with Dazai and one with Fedor, this is the first part, in this part I'll describe Fedor's sneezing.

Notes: he mentioned that he's in poor health, and sitting without fresh air in a rather cramped room has obviously crippled his already weak immune system, sorry for the long introduction, let's get started:3

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That night Fedor didn't sleep well, he felt dizzy and weak, his not sound sleep was awakened by the breakfast notification, and Dazai's ringing voice saying

<Ahhhhh~~~I don't want to get up yet.... this bed is beckoning me~ i want to sleep for 5 more minutes, plus there are no crabs, so there's even less motivation to get up for breakfast^^^^ >

His ringing voice made Fedor feel more dizzy and had a slight headache, but he found the strength to reply:

<Dazai-kun, did you know that he who rises early to God falls? (This is a russian proverb ) Apparently you don't appreciate god if you don't even try to get out of bed, you'll be out of favor unlike me. >

- Ahh.... we've already been through this Fedor-kun :<

* Dazai wrapped himself even tighter in the blanket *

- You're so lazy, and laziness is a sin.

replied Fedor.

- Who's talking about sins, Fedor-kun?

Dazai peeked out from under the blanket and gave Fedor his smile.

- Those who have done evil expect evil from others, don't you Dazai san? Kgk-kgk-kgk

*♪ Dostoevsky coughed

- Exactly🎶

Dazai said methodically

*Dazai started to eat*

- Hmmm…I'll eat it later

Said Fyodor and put his plate on the table since he had no appetite and took out a book.

*♪ Dostovesky sat reading a book and then he got a sniffle in his nose ♪

- Ha-chih.

- М? *♪ Dazai looked at him questioningly ♪

Fedor ignored his question and continued reading the book, but his nose started to twitch

- Ah...heh...ha.

He sat with his mouth open and couldn't sneeze, but the itching got worse but didn't turn into sneezing.

-Hahhhh... heh... heh... heh...

Fedor even had to stop reading and started staring at one point with a blank stare, Dazai noticed and started looking at him.

- what's going on with you? Asked Dazai

- Nothing... Ahh ... go...hehe...hehe...htz ..AHHH.

That was a false sneeze.

- Ahem...God bless you?

-Heheheh...Ah...HA-CHHHEE.

Dostoevsky sneezed very loudly without expecting it, his body treudos forward from the impulse his book fell out, Dostoevsky lost his finger under his nose and said.

- Thank you, but I'm already blessed by God.

- ♪ More like a demon ♪

* said Dazai with a smile *

Fyodor walked to pick up the book, but he was overtaken by another sneeze

- Ha...heh...ah...achhi...achhi..! Damn it.

- What ungodly words you use.

But Fedor couldn't answer because he had a seizure.

- Achhee...hee...ha...haa- Chirk...Hachik

- Apparently even demons get sick~

* said Osamu with a cheerful tone, but Fedor ignored him *

Important: Sorry, English is not my native language, I’m writing through a translator, this is my first FF, I hope it’s not that bad (I also wanted to mention that I’m from a Russian-speaking country (To be precise, I’m from Ukraine, many here speak Russian) and knowing this and the fact that Fedor is most likely Russian, I I wrote what his sneezing might sound like in Russian, I hope I was able to convey this, if you want to hear how sneezing basically sounds in Russian, then type into the translator which has a pronunciation function, <Апчхи> or <Апчи> this is how sneezing sounds and is written in Russian, This is what I tried to write in English letters

thank you very much if you read this ff, I really tried, I hope it’s not too cringe, I will improve myself~~~

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[glossysoap]

The emotions I'm feeling right now 😭 baby girl is 1 month old now!! Well March 14th, she was, but I'm just so excited I totally forgot to spread the joy! Many times I've found my son in her room with pillows and a comforter laying on the floor by her crib. He just loves her so much it's too cute 😭 his favorite times of the day are when his dad picks him up and he gets to come home. He immediately runs to his sister before saying hi to me lmao.

I can't believe it's been a whole ass month. My baby girl! She's 14lbs! She's hefty bro. Chonk ass baby. Them somoan genes came in violently swinging. And she's definitely a sleeper. Does not fight her naps, and barely cries when she's tired. Some whimpers, but then she knocks the fuck out. So thankful for a lazy baby lmao

Fams doing good! Son is still taking soy sauce, and hubby's paternity leave ends in a couple weeks, and he's very sad about that.

Thought you might like the random update 🤗

With love,

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HIHIHI 💥 ANON <33

i’m so so sorry it took me so long to answer this 😭😭😭😭 whenever i went to answer it my notifications just filled up again so then it got lost 😭

i’m so so happy to hear from you!!

one month!! how exciting!!!! AWWW it’s so sweet that he loves her so much 😭😭 AW the way he runs to her before saying hi to you PLEASE that’s so sweet 😭😭

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT EITHER OMG IT FEELS LIKE IT WAS YESTERDAY YOU WERE TELLING ME YOU WERE GOING INTO LABOR 😭

AWWWW SHE’S GROWING 😭😭 chunk chunk chunk 😭 omg that’s great that she sleeps good!!! and not crying??? YAY YAY YAY i LOVE that for you!!!

I’M SOO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT YALL ARE DOING GOOD <33

HAHAH hope he keeps taking soy sauce <3

AWWW that’s so sweet that he doesn’t want his paternity leave to end 😭😭😭

LOVE YOU <333

[sisterdanielstits]

hiii, this is a pretty foward and intese first question, so it's okay is you completley ignore it... but how did you figure out you were aro? I've been trying to figure it out for ages!

anyways, hope you have a lovely day!

sorry i didn't answer sooner. the notif kind of got lost in the boop notifs. i only figured it out a a few months ago so it took me a long time to get here. i think it started clicking when i realized dating and relationships were only expectations and not a requirement of life. i've never been on a date and used to feel really bad about it until i realized i was only wanting what the world said held our worth as a person. i've known that i'm ace for years since i really don't have attraction to anyone but after that i didn't feel the need for dating either and found out i was fine with that. it was a little hard at first, and still is a bit, to realize my life is probably going to go completely differently than i've been expecting my whole life and sometimes it makes me question if i really am or not but that seems to be how it is with every identity. i hope this helped in any way and i hope you can figure that out soon. you have a lovely day, too!

[merriclo]

hello hihihi. so i've decided to start sending you in daily recommendations 2 at a time (2 seperate asks though). 1 song that is very famous / most vocaloid fans would know, and 1 of my own personal favorites!!!

first one is lost one's weeping by neru (same producer of tokyo teddy bear). this song is really well known by the vocaloid fandom — like if you say "lost one's weeping" most vocaloid fans will know the exact song you're talking about unless they're very new. it's a really good criticism of the way the school system negativity impacts the mental health of it's students, and despite a) being about the japanese school system, and b) having been released in 2017, the song still holds up today and definitely applies to more school systems than just the japanese one.

in case the link i added to the title gets removed — this is what you should be looking for in houtube.

hi!!! omg i’m so sorry it took me so long to answer this, it completely got lost in my notifs :(

this was a super cool listen and watch!! the visuals were simplistic but incredibly effective, and i love the vocals a bunch. love love love it when music is used to criticize and critique, it’s such a beautiful form of protest.

funny thing also: i had my video accidentally set at 2x speed, and it took me over half the song to realize why we were going fast (・∀・)

[small-tragedies]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers 💖

I am so sorry it took me this long to answer this; it got lost in all of the other notifications. 😭 

1: Spending quality time with friends and family.

2: listening to music and daydreaming, lol.

3: Writing and drawing (I hope to get better at art).

4: Playing video games with my sister.

5: Sleeping, lol.

[thesewickedwonders]

5 & 29 for the mlm ask 😏

5. What's your favorite thing about boys?

Goddddd so many things!! How hairy their tummies and legs get, how they don't shave cuz they're tired then they get all stubbly and handsome, how their voices can get all high when they're exciting vs how gravely they are when theyre sleepy, their HANDS good lord, and of course the classic trio of dick balls and taint/booty.

29. What's a compliment you'd love to receive from a boy?

I always like when they tell me I smell good 😵‍💫 or when they compliment or like my hair, cuz it is soft and nice I think. A more NSFW answer would be when they say my dick is big or pretty etc etc cuz I never expect it and it's always a bit of a shock tbh

Sorry this took so long to get to bb it got lost in the notifs!!! Thank u for asking

[the-nebula-sys]

Yo, I'm a r/196 refugee. And I'm rather confused with Tumblr as a site/app. And it seems like you've been using it for a long time, and are sympathetic towards myself and fellow refugees. Would you mind helping me/us out?

How do you use tags? It seems they're used to filter what you want to see, but people also just seem to continue their post in the tags? Which confuses me.

Is a blog the same thing as just a subreddit? Can there be multiple people posting to a blog? How do you find blogs? What is a blog? I'm confused

I heard someone say that reblogging functions the same way as commenting on reddit, is this true?

I also heard that reblogging is the same to the algorithm as upvotes are for reddit, is this true?

What's the difference between asking someone something (as I'm doing now) and just chatting/messaging/PMing someone? Is there a difference?

Are there any things that are frowned upon here that you wouldn't know if you just joined?

Are there any systems in place for separating certain posts similar to the subreddit system?

Do you have any advice for what I should do on Tumblr? Or is it just a wild west of people doing random bullshit?

Thanks, and I'm sorry if I'm being annoying with this. I just feel kind of lost with this app at the moment

Sorry this took so long, I never got a notification for this one (or any of the others).

Yeah, tags have the intended use (filtering posts) and the communal use (quietly commenting on stuff). They're used interchangeably, and unpredictably. If this doesn't answer you, then I'm sorry for being inadequate.

A blog is like a combination of a user profile and a subreddit. You can post there normally, or you can theme your blog around stuff. There can be multiple people posting to a blog, but that's soley reserved for a thing called a sideblog. Sideblogs are just normal blogs with a lot more emphasis on posting. You can invite other people to a sideblog too.

You find blogs by searching for them, or by clicking on their icon.

Yes, reblogging counts as commenting.

I don't know, my advice is to just turn off the algorithm in your settings. As I've said in my tumblr tutorial, "don't try to appease a god that doesn't exist. You asking for advice relating to the algorithm that isn't turning it off shows that you've failed to listen to that tutorial. Tsk tsk tsk.

Asking is moreso just a one-way communication with someone, while pm'ing someone is like initiating a discord communication.

Don't repost art. Reblog it.

You can block people, or you can block tags (or turn off your algorithm you tiktoker [derogatory]).

It's a wild west.

It's okay, tbh it should be me being sorry that I took this long to answer your questions. I hope these answers are still of use to you, and I once again apologize.

[w2soneshots]

Fight me -W2S

words: 0.5k+

warnings: angst with happy ending, argument, alcohol consumption.

summary: Harry chooses the boys over you and you have a fight.

"Where are you?!" I asked Harry through text... no answer, again. I'd been asking this question for almost an hour now,l. We're meant to be going to a dinner in which I've had planned for weeks for our 1 year anniversary. "Harry!!" I sent another message. I had already tried calling him but I decided to try one more time... no answer. Im done.

Even if Harry walked through the door right this second It was too late, the table has already gone to someone else. I grabbed my bag and left. As I walked out of his apartment building and onto the pavement a car pulled up. Harry burst out of the back door just seconds later. I blanked him and continued walking. "y/n!" He called out behind me. tears were now streaming down my face. I know it doesn't seem like a big deal but I put a lot of effort into tonight and he decided that a drink with the boys was more important than our anniversary. I also bought a new dress especially for the occasion and I spent a long time getting ready, making sure I looked good for him.

He grabbed my arm. I turned around quickly. "you're to late." I said trying to turn back around. "we can have dinner somewhere else." he said pulling me back around to look at him. "no harry, I’ve had this dinner planned for weeks but you chose them over me." I said pointing to Ethan, Simon and JJ who had just gotten out of the same car that Harry burst out of a few minutes ago and were standing awkwardly by the curb. "Im sorry we lost track of time!" he said. "I called you, I text you-" I said but before I could finish Harry butted in and said "my phone died." "I just wanna go home." I said pushing him off of me and finally walking away. "y/n, please!" He said as I walked away.

Once I got home I took my dress off and got in the shower. After a while I got out and took off the remaining makeup that hadn't washed off from the water. I then put my hair into a messy bun and put on my favourite pyjamas. I got into my bed and went straight to sleep.

The next morning I woke up and grabbed my phone off my bedside table 47 new notifications. "ugh" I signed and threw my phone behind me on the bed. I got up and went to the bathroom. I got myself ready for the day since I had a few errands to run and before I left decided to check my phone, 10 missed calls and 5 new messages from Harry❤️. I sighed and opened our text chat.

Harry❤️:

Im really sorry

Please Y/N

Y/N

Ok I'll talk to you in the morning

Love you x

Y/N:

I'll be round in 10 minutes

10 minutes later I was at Harry's front door. I knocked and played with my hands until he opened it. "y/n, I'm so sorry I-" he started but I stopped him "It's fine, but you’re gonna have to make up for yourself." I said putting my arms around his neck after I walked through the door. "I will." He said quietly. I nodded and pecked him on the lips "lunch?" I suggested and a smile crept onto his face.