#TELL ME IM WRONG AND THEY WOULDNT WATCH IT

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Agatha: Darkhold Diaries: Day 616

Wanda: “Hey boys! What did you want to watch tonight? A movie or a show?”

Billy: “A show!”

Wanda: “Alright…how about Bluey?”

Tommy: “Bluey’s for little kids, why did you think we watched that?”

Wanda: “I just thought- I mean it shows up as having been in our watch history and liked shows…then who-?”

Agatha and Y/N: *slow retreat out of the room*

[jrueships]

She's a very professional senior manager and she was owning up to a mistake where she didn't attach the file that she said she was going to attach! So you're #valid for doing something similar in my opinion!

thank u,,,,,,,, tumblr,,, my therapy,,,,

[starswallowingsea]

thinking too much about rinne and hinata friendship. you're telling me rinne doesn't hang out at the sweets dorm all the time? the dorm with his boyfriend and brother in it? and also his favoritest junior ever besides kohaku? cmon

[dimonds456]

I have a lot of mixed feelings about MatPat.

On the one hand, he definitely has a streak of bigotry. The pyro episode really comes to mind on that one, and his refusal to they/them Kris was also not cool, and there have been a lot of other examples here and there.

But he has been getting better. One of his Livestream hosts uses they/them from what I can tell, and I haven't heard any word that he's misgendered them anywhere.

But also, his theories have just been getting lower and lower quality as his channels kinda turned into something one step below a content farm. His Digital Circus theory, for example, he came up with ON GTLive and then just cleaned it up for the episode.

But he was also hosting all four channels. Each channel will have its own host now.

He made a lot of mistakes, but so does everyone.

Am I defending him? I dont know. Do I forgive him? No. Do I honestly care? ...I don't know.

I'm glad he's stepping away. But I'm also gonna miss him.

Like he said in the goodbye video, he was a lot of peoples childhoods. Mine was one of them. He's definitely not the best person nor was he the best influence, but he did help me realize that being a nerd and being passionate are good things. And his passion helped me want to create.

I'm glad he's leaving, but it also feels like my childhood is going with him. One last step towards that all-encompassing 21 in a few months from now.

I'll miss you, Mat. I hope you can continue to grow as a person and support others more in the future. Teach your son what the world failed to teach you when you were younger.

Also read the tags, please, okay Tumblr? Thanks.

[candymeatlemonspiced]

Actually foaming at the mouth, I can't stand an unsatisfying ending, either everyone has to die so no hard feelings are left or it has to be the fairytale happily ever after, no in-between. I don't care if the shows not finished, I'm tweaking so hard rn.

(This is the post I found out you can only have 30 tags)

[lavender---sunshine]

i am so deep in my feelings right now, i both sad and mad enough that i cannot sleep

[addelaidesupreme]

I'm watching a video essay about a game ive been interested in playing. The creator of the video, who has crossdressed multiple times, makes a "women arent funny" joke, and i suddenly realize ive never witnessed him acknowledge a woman in an uplifting way before.

I'm on a dating app for lgbt+ people. I've stated multiple times on my profile that i would rather lose an arm than recieve nudes without consent. I will be sent five dick pics for every 2 people i talk to that night.

I'm talking with my dad, who informs me he's been trying his best to learn about trans issues. He says the same things steven crowder brings up when trying to ridicule trans people. I gently but firmly correct my father and get told that ive been fed propaganda.

I'm on instagram, under the comments of a post ridiculing someone for being a misogynyst. Someone's left a comment saying "it must be hard being a woman on the internet" and i respond "it is." I will have every aspect of my appearance scrutinized as a reminder that no matter how well i pass, it will never be enough for someone with bad intentions.

I'm back on that dating app for lgbt+ people. I'm messaged by an attractive looking person, but i can see their partner prominently displayed in all but their main photo, oftentimes striking what im sure they thought was a very intimidating pose. Their bio says "looking for a third for our anniversary." I know that even if I did feel up to it, the gruff partner wouldnt approve of me because i don't pass.

I'm at a job interview for a clothing store. I tell the gracefully-dressed woman interviewing me that ever since i began my transition, i've discovered an interest in fashion, and that this job would allow me to dip my toes into the industry in a safe way. I'm told that i've reduced womanhood to a stereotype, and i can tell by her tone that i lost any chance at the job the minute she realized i was trans.

I'm at the same hospital i got facial feminization surgery in, trying to figure out what's wrong with my bowels. When the person behind the desk gives me a wristband with my patient info on it, i notice a single, lonely, letter M. I ask a nurse in private why it would say that despite me having changed it nearly a year prior. They say they have no clue, and bring in paperwork for me to fill out and have it re-changed again.

I'm living with my mom at the time. I'm new to transitioning, and decide to try my hand at voice training. It feels a bit off, but otherwise im feeling neutral toward the whole thing. I try speaking in this new voice to my mom and she laughs. Now, when people ask if i intend to voice train, i find speaking at all difficult for minutes after.

I didnt have some sort of grand message to convey by this. I just had a thought and then that thought spiralled into whatever the hell this became. Some, okay most, might call it complaining; they are right to do so.

[totheseok]

☆ boynextdoor reaction to you biting them

requested: no

genre: fluff ig?

warnings: none that i can think of

word count: 1.1k

a/n: more self indulgent things because I have a biting problem.

sungho:

gobsmacked

yk that really shocked face he makes where his mouth is open and his eyes are wide?

that's his face when he realises you bit him

it's a light bite but it's unexpected

you two are in the lower homes living room just chilling. sungho is playing fifa while you just mindlessly scroll on your phone. eventually you get tired of your phone and now you need your boyfriends attention. but sungho is locked in on the game and you know simply asking for his attention wouldn't work. so naturally you do what must be done. and you bite his arm. you bit him lightly but you've never bitten him before so man was s h o c k e d. he looks towards you eyes wide, mouth open and then looks at his arm, then back at you.

"hi"

"hi? did you just bite me?"

"mhm"

"why?"

you bit him again and cuddled up in his side 😌

riwoo:

goes silent

riwoo.exe has stopped responding

like remember the funnextdoor episode where he went quiet and woonhak was like "riwoo is trying to think of something funny to say"

kinda like that

riwoo gives me yapper vibes so...

you two are sitting at the table in the kitchen just enjoying some snacks while talking about your day. he's probably telling you about a new dance he's learning or something stupid that happened at dance practice. you're just listening and watching your absolute cutie patootie of a boyfriend yap away. as he's doing this you cant help but notice how cute his cheeks look. and how biteable they look.... and so to preserve your own sanity you do just that. you bite his cheek 😌. following your bite all you hear is, well, nothing. sanghyeok is just sitting staring at you with wide eyes, bite unfinished. man is shocked, flustered, flabbergasted and so much more

"riwoo?"

"..."

"baby?"

"..."

"sanghyeok?"

"..."

jaehyun:

menace pt1

bros probably going to start singing bite me ngl

but we know hes a dramatic pookie

so that too

you and jaehyun are in his room. hes studying some english. youre having the time of your life, laying with your head in his lap, watching him struggle to pronounce "yacht". you offered to help him but noooo, he can do it. refuses to let you help because he wants to prove he can do it himself and with any other word you wouldnt doubt him. he's quite good at english and hes improving rapidly but the word "yacht"... its a pain in the ass to learn at first even if english is your first language. i mean look at it it should be pronounced "ya ch t" or something. he had first said "ya ch t" and was convinced that's how it was pronounced until he looked at your face and realised he was wrong. but was going to ask for help? no? but manz could NOT figure out what else it could be.

after about 5 minutes of watching him struggle you got fed up and decided to MAKE him listen to you. so you leaned your head down. and but his thigh. surprised at first, bamboozled even. but once he realised what had happened he started giggling soon followed by you. after recovering from the laughing fit, he did not miss a single beat and started singing in that voice he uses to annoy sungho.

"its you and me in this world 내게로 다시 와 tie me"

"seriously? thats you first response?!?!"

"날 구원할 거라면 just come kiss me and bite me"

"sure but say 'yacht' first"

"HEY"

taesan:

bites back.

thats it

thats the headcanon

jk but fr

i cant find it now but theres a video of taesan biting jaehyun and bro just nommed in jaehyuns arm

which is why im 100% sure he would bite back

honestly wouldnt even be phased

its probably your love language as a couple

you and taesan were at the studio, taesan was working on some new songs while you sat nearby doing some assignments. eventually the words you were typing started floating around the screen and you didnt even know what you were typing so you decided it was a good time to take a break. but if youre taking a break then taesan should also be taking a break because 1. he was probably tired too and 2. how dare he work while youre taking a break instead of giving you attention. so you decided to give him a few minutes so that he wouldnt lose his train of though. plus he looks so cute when hes focused so...

HOWEVER a few minutes turned into 10 minutes. 10 minutes turned into 20. and eventually half an hour passed. you realised taesan wasnt about to take a break any time soon, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. you slowly crept up behind him and attacked. bro did not move. just looked at you smiled and pulled you into his lap. you may not have gotten a reaction but hey, now you get attention from your boyfriend. with no consequences... right? err❌ wrong.

"whats up?"

"you should take a break youve been working for so long. nonstop"

"okay"

"youre just going to listen? that easily?"

"hmm?" *bites you*

leehan:

menace pt2

takes it as an opportunity to flirt

teases you to no end

i keep thinking about that boynextdoor 2night video where while spinning bottle the jaehyun told him he was doing it the wrong way

and he was like ill do it how i want

so like

think abt that

you and leehan were watching a kdrama while cuddling. initially both of you were very invested and you kept fangirling over the male lead (me every time i watch unlock my boss) and leehan would laugh and jokingly complain about it. after about two more episodes you noticed that leehan hadnt said anthing in a while so you looked towards him and saw that he had dozed off. but this was unacceptable how could he leave you to watch people try to kill each other on your own. no absolutely not. this was not allowed. how dare he. you first tried slightly shaking him awake, it woke him up but he just mumbled something unintelligible and closed his eyes again. time for plan b. biting him.

it worked. quite well. too well.

"why???"

"why what?"

"baby i know i taste good but if youre hungry the gummies might serve you better"

"you left me alone to watch mr.oh be mean to my husband 😔"

"hey its ok i didnt hear anything he said about me~"

"oh god you know what go back to sleep"

[audiodramatist]

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[serejae]

ITS LIKE YOU GOT SUPERPOWERS | BND

pairing : bnd x reader

genre : fluff

WHAT ! - when bnd is sulky based of this anon :-) (tw sassy man apocalypse, kissing, i think cursing_

wc : 1596 | @onedoornet

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SUNGHO :

-okay like hear me out. he wouldnt like be automatically telling what was wrong but he'd edge it on. like small huffs here and there

-but forbid you ask he'll go "nothing..." in the most "please ask me whats wrong tone" but he'll try not to push the agenda too much

-when he finally gets the hint of you being over his antics and the pout on his lips, he'll tell you

-and if he's sulking over something you caused, trust it's going to be dumb.

walking out of your study room you see sungho on the couch clicking through the shows on the tv with a small pout on his face. furrowing your brows you sit down next to him getting a closer look. yep, definitely a sulky sungho. he continues to ignore you while sitting down (you noticed his little side eye to see if you were paying attention to him.). "sunghoooo" you called out for him. poking at him slightly, he still didn't budge "did i do something wrong?" you asked only to again get no answer. he hears you groan and almost budges to laugh, but he has to remember his plan. "sungho sungho sungho sungho sungho sungho sungho" you repeated tapping on him. knowing he'd get fed up soon you continued. "sungho sungho sungho sungho sungho" this time tapping different spots, his face, his neck, his arm, his nose, his ear, anything visible you poked. he knew your plan and tried to stay strong but it's only for so long that sungho can keep up before he gets overstimulated. "sungho-" "STOP" he groans resting his head on couch, his pout this time was for a different reason. "why were you sulky earlier?" you asked poking his current pout from annoying him

"you made me wash dishes you know i hate-"

"bye"

RIWOO :

-he thinks hes good at hiding his emotions but literally he isnt

-i feel like he'll try to be nonchalant but sucks ass. and when you call him out he'll be like "whaaaatttt..."

-he'll try to deny it at first only to fold and tell you everything (oversharer me too bookie :'-)

-because i feel like he's very comfortable with you to the point that he feels like he doesn't have to hide anything from you no matter what it is

you accompanied riwoo in his dance practice, he wanted to finish learning this choreography but he also wanted to spend time with you, so why not do both? its a win in his books. so as he learned the dance he talked to you, the room was filled with his footsteps and both of your guys laughs. the room suddenly got quiet as you were the only one talking. you didn't realize that riwoo hadn't been engaging in the conversation as you've been too invested in your yapping session. when you finish your talking session you look up at riwoo for a reply only to see him staring at his iPad with a very visible pout on his face, taking a minute to observe the situation you continue to watch. he sighs replaying the last 10 seconds of the video before running his hands through his hair sighing, he puts the iPad back on the floor trying to mirror the movements only to miss a step, which wouldn't be visible to most but was a huge problem to riwoo, it needed to be perfect, so he continued to repeat the move and clip with the still, very visible pout on his lips. after about 4 times of watching him repeat the cycle you've had enough. "sanghyeok" you call out, he turns around with still a pout on his face, he smiled a bit knowing the look on your face "i just cant get this part right" he sighed walking over to sit next to you laying his head on your lap. running your fingers through his hair he closes his eyes and lets out a sigh of relief. his pout is quickly replaced with a smile, you handed him his water to which he drank it as he sat up. he laid his head on your shoulder

"youre the best"

JAEHYUN :

-WEE WOO GIVE ME A CAGE the sassy man apocalypse is CRAZY.

-i also can imagine he has the absolute poutiest pout on his face

-will not tell you why hes pouty because he loves the attention but will do anything to encourage the fact that he is pouty and you need to help ASAP!! -but like riwoo can fold immediately but he does it when you stop paying attention to him

while lying next to jaehyun you watch his m countdown interviews with sohee and hanbin. you couldn't help it, anyone can admit hanbin is a cutie patootie (i can definitely.) but you made the rookie mistake of giggling at hanbins interactions with zeroses while jaehyun sneakily watched. when jaehyun caught you he gasped, you turned over to ask about his reaction only to get an angry pout and an "hm" before he turned around so his back is facing you (as well as taking all the blankets). now its baby mode. wrapping your arms around jaehyun and peppering him in kisses. he almost budged and you saw how his lips curved up but as soon as he noticed you noticed too it went back to a :| and continued pouting. sighing you rested your head against his back "can my baby stop sulking" you get silence until he huffs "i don't know go ask hanbin". you roll your eyes playfully at his antics before letting go of him and turning around. he looked up and turned to you to see you continuing to watch hanbins interactions "HEY" he politely grabbed your phone and turned on one of his fancams. now he's :D

TAESAN :

-silent but deadly

-you would literally be so confused and its radio silence from him

-he'd never want to burden you with the fact that he was sulking over something even if you caused it. he wouldn't want you to live with the guilt, if it gets too much though, he'll tell you

-but hes like mysterious with it...

you sat next to taesan in the studio as he produced a new song, you noticed the slight pout on his lip as you admired him. he turned over to you and realized he had been caught, he rested the pout going back to his straight face before looking away. "hey" you called at him poking his arm he turned over to you again. "are you pouting?" you smile slightly, he shook his head and looked away. oh shit. this is real. pausing for a moment to process what to do you went to default and started asking questions "are you okay?" he didn't reply "did i do something?" he didn't reply. you loved your boyfriend but this mysterious persona was NOT IT RN. you decided to leave him alone as that's the vibe you were getting from him. "ill give you some space.." you said before grabbing your things, you then felt his hand grab onto your wrist "stay" you heard him say "i just..." taesan paused looking up at you "do you think he's better than me?" he asked pointing at your sunghoon photocard. "what?" you were puzzled, did your boyfriend just compare himself to a photocard? "i just-" you cut him off "no one is better than you taesan, its always you that'll be my number one"

"oh okay" he said blandly but you heard a smile in his voice

LEEHAN :

-i feel like he'll space out when he's sulky

-he'll probably be sulky because hes frustrated putting him in a zone where nothing is heard or seen, only the gears in his brain slowly (but surely) moving

-i feel like he wouldn't want you seeing his slight moment of weakness so it takes a while for him to open up on why his lip is formed in a pout

-but trust those gears start to work and he'll tell you

you watched from the kitchen as leehan was fixing up his new fish tank. he kept going back and forth from the filter's directions to the filter itself. he decided to upgrade his tank by getting a new and better filter, unfortunately for him, it was a pain to set up. after a bit of messing around with the filter and reading the directions, he huffed and leaned against the chair with a pout on his face. "hey whats wrong with the filter?" you asked, he gave no reply and just sat there. "leehan?" he continued staring at the table before he picked up the filter again and started attaching it onto the tank not knowing what to do. okay, he's active now. maybe you can call on him now "leehan" no reply "leehan?" you asked as you started walking up to him, he sat there adjusting the device and jumped as he felt your hand rest on his shoulder. leehan looked up at you with his defeated face topped off with a pout "whats wrong with the filter?" you asked softly not wanting to frustrate him. "this stupid thing wont work" he said as he took it out of the tank and placed it on the table. taking a look at the directions you did a couple things and the device turned on. his eyes widened and sparked "woah howd you do that?" he exclaimed like an excited kid "this button" you smiled. "thank you so much baby!" he hugged you

"anything for you"

[chososlilprincess]

Choso x reader<3 comforting Choso!

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“Choso?”

You’d been looking for your boyfriend for a while now. He hadnt answered any of your calls, and you were getting worried. He’d never missed a call from you, and if he had he’d called you back a minute later.

And now you were infront of his apartment, unlocking the door with the key he gave you. No response came when you call his name. And you take off your shoes, walking further into his home.

And then you hear it,

Muffled whimpers and cries coming from his bedroom. You take fast steps and open the door to the room, and when you walk in you dont see him at first. And then he sniffles.

You look down to see him sitting on the ground, hands on either side of his face as if to muffle out any loud noises.

And there are tears running down his handsome face.

“Choso…” you say softly and he looks up from his lap, and as if on cue he starts sobbing. You almost run to him, getting on your knees infront of him, careful not to touch him in case he doesnt want that.

Its always him taking care of you, him protecting you. Seeing him like this made your heart break.

“honey…whats wrong?” you speak to him quietly as hes still crying, trying to hide his face in his hands.

Suddenly He reaches out his arms and pull you into him, your form almost invisible now as he incases you in a hug, whimpering into your hair, spilling his tears. You reach up and stroke the top of his head softly, trying to calm him down.

You feel yourself start to cry too, from how much it hurts to see him like this. He senses it immediately and pulls his face away from your neck to look at you,

“no…” he says in hoarse voice, “m’ sorry…sorry dont cry my baby im…im fine,” he hiccups the words out, his breathing a little shaky.

You shake your head, “this isnt about me Choso…just…dont like seeing you sad,” you say in a small voice as he strokes your cheek with the back of his hand.

“just…” he starts, “just miss my brothers,” he gets out before sobbing again.

You hug him tightly to you, carresing his back.

You sit there for a little while, you stroking his hair, and him crying into your neck, your shirt now wet with his tears. Hes almost calm now, his body has stopped trembling, and hes only sniffling a little.

“i know you miss them Choso…its okay” you tell him gently, “but you dont have to deal with it alone,” you stroke his cheek, whiping away the last of his tears.

“im here now…im here for you okay?”

He nods, “love you so much,” he says quietly, “i wanna get takeout for dinner…and watch a movie with you in my lap,” he kisses your forehead, “and you cant leave…not even to pee…or ill go with you,”

you giggle at him, hes adorable.

“promise me you’ll tell me next time you’re sad okay? i want to help…just like you always help me,” you kiss his lips softly.

“promise,” he says in a serious tone.

you kiss his face all over before speaking again, “ill call for some chinese food,”

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hes so cute im gonna jump.

this is very self indulgent i needed to write this so i wouldnt tweak too much about seeing him cry in the new Ep :’) i needed to hug him so bad.

[syxilla]

If requests is still up then - Can you please do a kenji sato x best friend/ extrovert x introvert relationship. Where kenji likes showing off , reader is reserved. And like a balanced relation?!🙏

Kenji x !introverted bestfriend reader

my requests are open dw! actually this is my first ever ask, so idrk how i'll do- but i think i got what u wanted correctly? (pls tell me if im wrong) also, as usual i dont proof read so mind my mistakes! (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

cw: ken sato x gender neutral reader, relatively sfw, introverted reader, (pre-relationship) best friend reader, reader is a pessimist, ken is aggresively kind (kinda)

-bestfriend! kenji who aggresively shakes you while holding your arm. "y/n!" kenji yells excitedly, this made you drop your book, bending its pages. "oh my- what do you want ji?" you grumbled, taking a deep breath to calm yourself down. "you~" he flirted while smirking.

-bestfriend! kenji who gets a flick in the middle of his forehead. "you made me drop my book." who'd rub the spot with a pout playing on his lips. "that hurttt" he whined. "and what do you want me to do about it?" youd query, picking up your book tryying to find the page. "a kiss to make the pain go away?"hed smile.

-bestfriend! kenji who's smile would grow wider once he felt your soft lift press against his head briefly. "thank you!" hed drag out before swinging an arm pver your shoulder to bring you closer. you know, regular friend things.

-bestfriend! kenji who always forces you out of your comfort zone by dragging you to events such as concerts, parades, festivals and most recently the movies. the movies where hed buy everything for you both, eat an absurd amount of snacks you both knew would make his tummy hurt and yet he still did. putting on a mask to not draw any unwanted attention to you both. forcing you to watch horror movies with him that had an excessive amount of blood and nightmare fuel, making you cling onto his arm whenever itd make you jump. not that he minded. of course he wouldnt mind, he never did when it was you.

-bestfriend! kenji who'd rent out the entire theater if you really didnt want to interact with anyone. youd always try to discourag him from doing so, saying he shouldnt spend a lot of money on you, but he always says its fine. he loves to show off his wealth to you, and he also loves to spoil you. buyinng you gifts and practically anything you wanted. just say the word and youll have it. perks of having rich baseball players as a (sadly) best friend.

-bestfriend! kenji who'd drag you into various fancy stores that someone of your working class would have no idea about just so you could rate the things hed grab. "does this shirt look good on me?" hed ask, as if he could look bad in anything. and youd nod, a slight warmness in your cheeks when youd watch him change in and out of each shirt. trying your best to not stare.

-bestfriend! kenji who'd lay his head on yours or on your shoulder after a tiring game. only wanting to sleep. and you didnt mind, just ruffling his hair and enjoying the company of your friend. all while ignoring the little voices in your friend that were desperately trying to change the word friend into something else.

-bestfriend! kenji who promises to always be by your side in larger crowds. tuggling you close enough so that you felt the warmth generating off of his body. you especially liked this warmth during the winter, he was like your own personal fireplce wrapped in a ball of cuteness and a ribbon of sarcasm.

-bestfriend! kenji who you may or may not have feelings for. the same kenji who just asked you out on a date.

(i hope i didnt dissapoint, ty again for submitting an ask, i hope i did u justice!)

[eomayas]

21:34 • jww

pairing: nonidol!wonwoo x f!reader, established relationship

synopsis: reader misses wonwoo and is bad at showing it

genre: smut 18+ MINORS DNI!!! fluff & angst

warnings: p in v, pwp, riding, praise, swearing, mentions of weed. wonwoo is smoker and your neighborhood pharmacist

wonwoo comes in dressed in his typical attire: black, baggy joggers, a loose black tshirt that’s about two sizes too big for him, a black beanie, and a large black jacket. everything he wears is black, including his shoes and socks—you wouldnt be shocked if his boxers were black too.

he’s late, so when you greet him it’s stiff, and he smells like cigarettes, which annoys you further. “hey, baby,” he mumbles, pressing you tight against his muscular body as he snakes an arm around your waist.

“hey,” you say, turning your face away from him to not smell the cigarettes. wonwoo follows after your lips, holding you tighter against him to get to your mouth. he tries to give you a kiss, but you turn your face from him again, and he frowns.

“give me a kiss,” he says, but it’s more of a demand. you look up into his eyes and try not to crack, a light tremor coursing through your body. wonwoo looks down the slope of his nose at you and raises an eyebrow, daring you to pull away from him again. you place a quick, chaste kiss on his lips before slipping out of his grasp and heading back to your previous spot on the couch.

wonwoo can tell something is bothering you, but to save for an argument, he lets it go and follows you into the living room. he slips off his coat and hangs it on the back of a chair and kicks off his shoes, lining them up neatly beside it. you watch him out of the corner of your eye, letting out a quiet sigh when he starts to pull everything out of his pockets: phone(s), lighter, cigarettes, and keys.

wonwoo sees you watching him and gives you a small smile before taking a seat next to you, stretching an arm over the back of the couch with the intent for you to cuddle into his side. when you don’t, he holds his tongue to refrain from asking you why. something is wrong, and he guesses you’re probably annoyed with something he did, or didn’t do, like not answer the phone when you called, or miss a date. if it were something as big as missing a date, though, he’s sure he’d never hear the end of it, so he chalks it up to something little, like an unanswered phone call.

it’s not just one single phone call, it’s multiple. it’s him not coming over when he says he’s on his way, or him coming over much later than you’re expecting. it’s him coming over smelling like cigarettes, and sometimes weed, more often, when you’ve explicitly told him you hate the smell. it’s the excuses the next day; he was busy, he was working, he got caught up. you just miss him, and wish he’d show that he cares, or something.

wonwoos phone rings—his other phone—and he glances at it before sending it to voicemail. he taps on his phone for a second, and then it buzzes in his lap. “fuck me,” he mutters, putting the phone up to his ear and leaning against the back of the couch. you fold your arms over your chest and huff out a sigh, leaning away from him and into the cushion. “yeah… nah, not tonight… i’m with my girl man, not tonight… alright. hit me tomorrow—bye.” he hangs up and glances over at you. “babe.”

“hmm?”

“you alright?” he asks, putting a gentle hand on your shoulder. you nod and he presses again.

“won, im fine,” you say and he only lets out a heavy breath in response, leaning back into the cushions and biting down on his jaw.

wonwoo tríes to press you again a few minutes later, his frustration with your silence and dismissal seeping through his pores. “fuck this,” he grunts, springing up from your couch.

you frown as he grabs his jacket, shrugging it on and pulling his beanie. “where are you going?” you ask, sitting up.

wonwoo scoffs. “home, since you don’t want me here,” he grabs his belongings off of the table and shoves them in his pockets, yanking a cigarette out of the carton and putting it behind his ear.

“wonwoo, wait,” you say, panic bubbling in your chest as he starts to walk down your hallway, feet already shoved into his sneakers. “baby, wait.” you follow after him, reaching for his arm to pull him back.

“what, y/n?”

“just stay, okay?”

“for what? you’ve been acting like you don’t want to be around me ever since i got here. so let me just do you one better and get out of here,” he says, nostrils flaring. your stomach churns and you slide your hand down to his wrist.

“wonwoo, i want you here. i swear—please just stay,” you say, pushing up against him and circling an arm around his middle. he only stares down at you, his eyes hard. “im sorry, baby. just stay.” wonwoo sighs through his nose and turns his head away from you. desperately, you gently push his face to look at you, and you stand on your toes to place a kiss on the corner of his mouth. “i just miss you. i’m sorry.” you mutter.

“just say that, then! don’t act that, way” he says, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. wonwoo stares down at you for a moment before leaning down and crashing his lips into yours, backing you against the wall.

“i’m sorry,” you mumble against his lips, fingers gripping onto his shirt like it’s a life raft. he slips his tongue into your mouth and drops his hands to hold onto your hips, holding you against the wall.

blood rushes to your cheeks when he holds you against the wall with his own hips and pulls his jacket off, his member hard against your middle.

clothes are dropped in the hallway, a trail leading to your bedroom. your on his lap, bra tossed haphazardly across the room, his mouth on your neck and chest. you dig your fingers into his hair, nails scratching at his scalp on the way he likes. “wonwoo,” you sigh, dropping your head against his.

his fingers grip your ass and you raise your hips to start pulling down your underwear. you’re both fully bare in seconds, your aching core practically dripping all over his lap. “cmon, baby girl,” he rasps.

you sink down on him, letting out a grunt when the head slips inside. wonwoo murmurs praises in your ear, telling you that you can take it and that you’re being so, so good to him. “w-won,” you moan as you move up and down on him. he wraps strong arms around you and presses you close against him, his lips leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck. “fuck—i love you.” you cry, biting your lower lip.

wonwoo grunts as he helps move you up and down on him. “i l-love you too, shit,” he stutters when you clamp down on him. you cry out his name when he asks you how it feels, if this is really all you needed. “a-all you needed was some dick, huh? baby’s being mean cause she missed me.” you whimper pathetically as you roll your hips and hold onto his shoulders tightly.

you start to falter and wonwoo puts his hands on your ass and raises you up as he lies flat on his back. you gasp when drives his hips upwards, the force nearly knocking the wind out of you. wonwoo grunts with every thrust, and a knot forms in your stomach, getting tighter and tighter every time his hips snap against yours. “wonwoo, i-im gonna cum,” you manage, arms starting to shake as you try to keep yourself upright.

“go ahead, baby,” with a few more thrusts, you’re gushing around him and he follows nearly seconds after. you shake and whimper out his name, face buried in his neck. wonwoo groans and you clench around him and milk him for all he’s got, his vision going spotty from over sensitivity.

when you both come down, you peel yourself off of him with the intent to go clean up. but wonwoo gently tugs you back, sitting up and pulling you into him. “are we good?” he asks, kissing your forehead. you nod and cuddle into him, tucking yourself neatly in his side. “i miss you too. every fucking day.” he murmurs, making your chest warm.

you pull back to look at him, a soft hand on the side of his face. you whisper an i love you before properly kissing him, taking your time and savoring the moment.

[imwetforyourmom]

heading for the door.

pt2

summary: matt and y/n get into a fight, unfortunately, this is the end.

warnings: bro get ur tissues ready fr, crying, swearing, breaking up, angst, cheating (?),

!! I do not support nor encourage cheating in the slightest!! this is fiction and fiction only.

this is the first sad thing uve ever written before

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matt leant into y/ns side and spoke into the side of her head, right above her ear. “im going to the bathroom, ill be back baby. love you.” before pulling away and leaving to the direction of the restroom, leaving y/n alone in the mall.

she watched as he walked away, her eyes following him, watching- “ahem”

she looked quickly to her left, suddenly getting slightly nervous.

her eyes looked at the persons face, scanning his features, her lips parted slightly. no fucking way.

the person whom had just interrupted her thoughts was her ex. her ex out of all people.

he didnt do anything wrong, they just felt the need to break up. no one made mistakes, all they knew was they needed to grow up some and be a little more mature.

he licked his lips, his eyes scanning down her body.

“you look amazing” he mumbled, his eyes lingering on her lips for a little too long, before they quickly darted to her eyes, realizing his mistake.

“thank you koda.” her cheeks going a slight pink. “you look good aswell.” she finished. crossing her arms and she looked around the mall, looking for matt.

koda noticed this and put his hand on her chin, pulling her face back to his direction.

“look at me, gorgeous.” his voice was seductive and husk, his eyes boring into hers he lightly rubbing his thumb against her chin, ever so slightly grazing her lip.

fuck how y/n knew this was wrong but she couldn’t find it in herself to pull away, instead she obliged and kept her eyes on his.

he took a step closer to her, his body almost touching hers. he lifted her chin higher, their lips mere inches away from one another.

from the bathroom, matt stared at the pair, clearly flirting or at least he thought so. his eyes scanned the girl, having to double check if that was his girl or not. who was he kidding? of course that was y/n, he knew her better than himself.

a lump grew in his throat, aswell as a sickening and aching feeling in his stomach. his eyes began to water, the aching pain in his stomach slowly worsening as he watched. but he just couldnt pull his eyes away, knowing how hard this already was and how much easier it’d be if he just marched right up to them and stopped any further interactions, but on the other hand a little voice in his head told him to just watch and see if y/n pulled away or kissed the boy.

y/n swallowed, glancing down at kodas lips, then back at his eyes.

fuck I cant do this. she pulled away from his grip and took a step back.

“distance, koda.” she breathed, her cheeks going back to their natural shade. her fingertips found their way to her hip, tapping quietly out of pure nervousness, realizing just how far she had gone with him. her ex.

matt stormed up to them and grabbed y/ns arm, dragging her with him as he walked to the exit.

y/n quickly walked with him, having to walk faster so she wouldnt stumble at the speed matt was walking.

she didnt speak neither did matt as they walked to his car. she glanced up at him, his eyebrows furrowed, eyes trained on what was infront of him and only infront of him.

he couldnt help but let a few tears slip as the reality sunk in.

his girlfriend, the love of his life didnt even pull away until minutes later after being that close to a different guy. how he wished it was him instead of that stupid man.

it wasnt even the guys fault, how would he have known y/n had a boyfriend? she didnt tell him and continued initiating flirty actions with him.

how it pained him to come to the realization of this, it hurt him to even think about it but it was y/ns fault. she was the one who lead him on and didnt even think once about her boyfriend.

• • •

“i just dont know why you fucking flirted back y/n!” matt spoke, his voice slightly raising as his anger rose.

y/n swallowed, knowing she was in the wrong but had no idea what to say.

matts eyes narrowed at her silence “oh so you can talk and talk all to him but as soon as it comes to your boyfriend, maybe I should say it again, your boyfriend you cant talk!?” matt said, his voice going slightly shaky.

“I- what makes it worse y/n, is that I was gone. gone. you saw your opportunity to flirt while I wasnt there and took it.” he took in a breath, his voice no longer being loud, he toned himself down. “thats not fair.” his voice now very quiet, finding it harder to speak from the lump in his throat.

his eyes began watering and his lips forming into a frown.

at any given moment, if he talked louder or even spoke more about how he felt he would break down and sob.

fuck, he loves y/n, so, so much. he loves her more than himself, he wasnt even sure if he could even breathe without her.

she is the hand reaching out for him while in the depths of the ocean. it isnt even normal how much he relies on her for his happiness, sanity and comfort. she is the one for him, the one he always goes to when he gets anxious, the one he always goes to when he needs to talk about something or cry on a shoulder.

“matt, I know i am really sorry. I- I wasnt thinking in the moment and- and—“ she looked down at her feet and mumbled “I dont have an excuse for this.”

matt stared at her, his heart breaking even more. he couldn’t believe it. she just told him, basically, is that all she could think about in the moment was koda and koda only. not even a second thought about matt, not a even a thought about how much effort matt had put into this relationship, how much he cherished it, how much he loves y/n.

everything he’s ever done for her was nothing, absolutely nothing compared to a stupid compliment from her ex.

all the compliments, praises, gifts, time and money he’s ever given y/n wasnt even enough for her to even think about him, the boyfriend shes spent almost two years with, the boyfriend whom has shown her endless love and affection clearly wasnt good enough for her.

“am I not good enough for you?” he muttered, his voice breaking as tears rolled down his cheeks.

y/n snapped her head up to look at him. seeing his eyes flowing with tears, the way his lip quivered, his hair disheveled and his voice shaky, his breathing at a loss.

“no! no, matt you’re perfect! I- I swear. please, I just- no, I just- it felt right, koda- kodas my ex- and I was just, I was used to the way i felt, please im sorry.” y/n spoke in urgency , her words cutting off and bunching together as she spoke, tears collecting at her waterline aswell.

“I- im not enough for you. you completely forgot about us- our two years spent together just because you were used to the way another man made you feel!?” matts hand creeped to his mouth and bit on his fingernails.

“no- ma-“ y/n began, but matt had enough and cut her off. “no. if our relationship doesnt mean anything to you then im done. im breaking up with you y/n.” it absolutely destroyed him to finish his sentence. he hated, hated the words flowing out of his mouth.

he wanted a future with y/n, he wanted to marry her, he wanted her to be the mother of his kids, he wanted her and she clearly didnt want him back.

y/n couldnt bear hearing those words from her boyfriend— ex boyfriend. she absolutely destoryed an entire future with him because she let a different man get the best of her.

“I wish you the best y/n.” matt muttered, before leaving the room and exiting the house, walking to his car with tears streaming down his face.

y/n fell to her knees and sobbed, sobbed harder than she ever had before, she couldnt wrap her heard around this.

she was the reason they broke up and now she had to live with that for the rest of her life. the same aching pain.

1538 words.

tags

@luverboychris @luvsturns @meg-sturniolo @junnniiieee07 @leah-loves-lilies @ssilentzom @haunted-headset

[fictioonbanger]

reader in denial a bit with bestie eren!

eren x black reader

sub eren hinted a bit, alcohol usage, rough sex, facd fucking, smut, profanity.

thinking about how you and eren fuck almost every night, and i mean every night when eren finally realizes you need him as much as he needs you. but you both dont have a title yet, now dont get eren wrong. he would love a title, he wants to call you his, and for you to do the same. you just don’t know how to take it, your bestfriend of childhood being your boyfriend. it was always what you wanted, but how would it seem to others around you both when you denied multiple times already. no one to blame but yourself for digging it deeper and now being a little werry of wanting to admit your feeling for eren.

eren doesnt let you both not having a title keep you away from each other. he loved you, that was a fact and obvious. on the other hand you might say no if someone were to ask if you and eren were dating. eren on the other hand tells the full honest truth.

“nah we not together, but she still mine as i am of hers.” eren spoke sipping his cup of alcohol at the bar him and his friends were at

“so she has you under a leash?” jean chuckled taking his last of alcohol fully and tilting his head back.

eren mean mugged him and spoke up glaring at his snarky comment. “no, she doesnt.. and if she did it wouldnt be too bad.” eren shrugged and his friends laughed he rolled his eyes and looked away. day dreaming about you and how he’d kill to be with you right now.

and thats exactly what he did, except of the killing part. he grabbed his keys off the stand and began getting off the stool. “where ya goin?” armin tilted his head to look at eren from over jean. “hes gonna see his little owner.” jean chuckled to himself at his own joke causing both them to roll their eyes. “its better than being with shitface over here.” eren stood and started to walk towards the door, jean scoffed rolling his eyes and ordering another drink.

you were in your room of your pretty decorated apartment, pink picture frames, gray marbled counters, stuffed animals on your couch and little lights everywhere was how you’d describe your apartment. eren, would say different “ ‘ts too pink, make my eyes hurt baby.” hed mock you and cover his eyes as you rolled yours, the “baby” word going completely over your head. it wasnt out of the blue for eren to call you petnames, i mean you’ve asked him before and all his response is. “what? you dont like them pretty?” of course you’re gonna say you do, thats how you felt and honestly hoped he didnt stop.

you were watching a movie on your laptop snacking on whatever was in the kitchen, getting distracted by a message at 11:12pm. you really knew who it was though, eren comes at this time. not everyday of course but only when hes been out or busy.

eren <3; im at the door ma

you; mhm here i come.

rolling out of bed and straddling through your living room and towards the front door you began unlocking it. finishing then opening the door to see erens slim figure in the doorway. he had already a cracked smile on his face, he couldnt wait to see you. its been awhile and it was his fault, he knew hed have to make up for it. he thought you’d greet him with a hug and a peck on the cheek, the usual. instead you stared at him for a bit before turning around and letting him. not saying a word eren sighed and closed the door locking it then began to walk behind you. he slid his hands on each side of ur waist and put his head on your shoulder from behind. “cmon y/n, im sorry you havent seen me in awhile..i havent been ghosting you honest.” he spoke softly in your ear, he sounded so sincere and pretty upset he hadnt seen you either. “been real busy..you know id rather be here.” he said as you stood in place as he rocked you both softly side to side as he held onto you.

“doesnt matter to me..not like we’re together right?” you looked away to the side, you knew your words were bad. and that they wouldnt effect eren, he listens to all your fits and upsets. doesnt bother him a bit, only about the situation that made you feel that way in the first place. other than that he knows how to get you out that state. “dont be so mean y/n.. you hurtin my feelings.” he said sarcastically removing away from you and fake grabbing his heart. “im serious eren-“ “how about we change that then?” you were shocked at his words, eyes widening and you quickly turning to look at him. “what?” you spoke softly eyes glistening a bit and gazed upon erens face. “can we please change it..” eren spoke up then got onto his knees infront of you, holding onto your legs with both hands. he put his face by your stomach and inhaled your scent he loved so much. “i really want you y/n.. want you to be mine.” he mumbled looking up at you. you were hot in the face, feeling your blood rise up to your cheeks. “i-i want you too ren..” you spoke softer, gazing down at how he held onto you.

and this just made eren so much bolder, your emotion changing quickly at how swift he moved to leaning over you. he held your waist again and peered into your orbs with his green ones, a snarky smile on his face. “you do?” he questioned tilting his head down at you reaching close to your face. your lips barely touching as you breathed in each others air. “badly.” you breathed out, thats all eren needed to hear before sweeping you off your feet. carrying you with both hands on your ass supporting your legs wrapped around him. walking you both towards your opened bedroom noses touching as eren goes in for a kiss. you took in his tongue and slipped past your own, moaning into it and squeezing around eren. he chuckled and laid you onto the bed, he was leaning over your body. humping his hard crotch into your clothed cunt in missionary. he groaned staring at just how your face looks when he makes you feel good.

eren didnt hold back the whole night, putting you in positions you didnt know you were capable of. he fucked you into a babbling mess under him. “ ‘s too much!! cant take i-it ren!” you squealed out as he pushed deeper hitting the spot he hit earlier making you yet orgasm again. your eyed rolled in the back of your head as you released onto him, cum dripping down and sliding his shaft wetting his balls. eren saw this and looked up to were your mouth was open. he smirked and quickly grabbed a fist full of your braids making you do a soft yelp that moved into a low moan. “how bout you clean your mess up hm?” with a handful he moved you up and towards his leaking dick with his precum standing pearly off the tip and your cum that covered it. you willingly took him fully into your mouth without another word, you let him into your throat and placed soft kisses on his tip. feeling your throat once eren couldnt get enough and forced your head onto him more, now guiding you. you loved when eren was like this, when he was in control. he liked when youd do it to, but pleasuring you more was his ideal choice. you licked him up and jerked him off while doing it making erens toes curl. he tried to move away at a point but was stopped by a hard hand on his thigh that kept him down. “m-m gonna fuckin cum..” he seethed out through his teeth as his hips started to move on his own fucking your face as you kinda took control. he was eager to nut and his hips had a mind of their own chasing his high. you took him fully one last time in your throat as erens hips buckled. he grabbed ahold of your head pushing it down one last time as he came into your mouth. moaning a loud mess and breathing ever so heavily, he caressed your cheek hand leaving your head, wiping away the tears that poured while he face fucked you.

“this means you’re mine now yeah?” eren thumb was still wiping under your eye, tilting his head he slowly moved it to your plumped lips parting them and making way for his thumb. you took it into your mouth and gave it a soft suck as you kissed it after

“mm yeah.” was your response, and it couldnt have made eren happier hearing this. causing you both to go into your 7th round? counting yes.

[tumblerlove]

Boydad!Simon is something I feel like would be really healing for him to break the generational trauma

When you first told him you were pregnant after being married for a while. He was shocked. You both wanted children and talked about it before... but now it's real, and he's gonna be a father

His first thought that came in his mind was excitement and joy...but then he thought too "What if I fuck this up" but he didn't want you to think that he wasn't excited because he was happy that he would have a child with you.... but he was worried... so he hid his concern for now

He went to all of your appointments with you, he took time off work anytime you had to go so he wouldnt miss them. Simon wanted to see the baby on the ultrasound and see for himself that the baby and you are ok

Simon was there with you throughout the entire delivery holding your hand, encouraging you and cutting the baby boys cord. A boy. Simon had a son... throughout your pregnancy, Simon still didn't mention his fear that he would fail as a father. And now that he has a son, he's even more scared that he'll just be like his dad

As you're recovering the following days from the birth, Simon was super helpful he'd get up during the night and take care of the baby so you could sleep and heal. He was doing everything he could to help you and the baby

He would just stare at his son at nights and look at him and hope that he'll be better then his dad...he needs to talk to you he knows that...but how is he gonna tell you his fears without saying the wrong thing and scaring you into thinking hell be his father and become a failure not just for his son and well a failure for you too

Simon did come to you a few weeks after the birth. He had just laid the baby down while you got ready for bed. "Honey, can you come here?" he calls you softly to the bedroom. "Yeah, what is it, Si?" You ask with concern seeing his face etched in worry

"Im afraid...fuck...I'm afraid that I won't be a good enough father for our son." he spits the words out fast like they burned him. "Oh, Simon... you could have talked to me about this." You crawl up the bed and into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. Trying to comfort him the best way you know how

"I haven't wanted to tell you and admit it out loud... and make you think that I couldn't be a good Dad." he looks away from you, ashamed for saying it. "I know that you can be a dad, Simon. I watched you throughout my entire pregnancy already being a dad... being there for our son and for me. " You press your forehead to his. "These past few weeks, all you've done is be a good father...a great father Simon." You say to him softly

"I don't want him to think of me in the future like I think of my father...I don't want that." his face is breaking your heart. He looks so concerned and upset about it. "He won't ever think of you like that because you're not like that at all... if you can't tell already that little boy loves you so much he looks at you and he just sees love" you tell him as you comb your fingers through his hair

"I look at him, and I see that too...I see you and see love too," Simon says softly, his worry slowly going away from talking to you. "You're the best, Dad Simon. He's lucky to have you, and im lucky to have you as my husband. " You say into his chest as he starts falling asleep from calming down after talking, and you easing his worries

*15 years later*

"Dad, can you come outside and help me with this!!" You and Simon hear your oldest son from the backyard while you watch TV together. "I'll be right out!!" He calls back out to him. "Have fun," you say as he walks to the backyard

Simon had found this perfect home in the countryside after you guys had your second son. He wanted to give the boys lots to room to grow and run around and be happy like he didn't get to have. After your third son, Simon was very glad he had found this home. All three boys were just getting taller and bigger, just like their father. The boys also looked just like Simon too but with your eye color

"What do you need help with, Son?" Simon asks his son. "I can't get the ball into the net from this side...I just keeps missing it," he says, frustrated. "Alright, well, I can help with that," Simon says with a smile, earning him a smile from his son too

Anytime any of his boys smiled at him, his heart could've burst. Simon watched him first kick the ball to see how to help him. He went through the moves with him afterward to show just how to do it. Simon couldn't remember ever doing such a thing with his dad... being patient with him and teaching him. But Simon was different from his father. He was patient, caring, attentive, and loved all the boys deeply...and of course you too. The one who proved time and time again that he could do this

"You can do this son give it a go," Simon encourages him. He goes to try again, and sure enough, he made it with Simon's help. "YES FINALLY," your son screams out so loud that you even walk outside to see what happened

"What on earth happened!?" You call out as you see Simon and your son embracing. "He finally got it, didn't you hear?" Simon laughs while you shake your head in laughter. "Boys, put your shoes on. Let's go out back!" You call upstairs to your other two sons who were upstairs

They run right past you, heading straight towards Simon and your oldest. Not slowing down and pile driving them onto the grass. "Christ," you hear Simon say as he takes the weight of all three huge boys. "You guys are gonna squish your father to death one day," you say as you walk up to all of them. Still all on top of each other and poor Simon at the bottom

But it wasn't poor Simon...because he couldn't be happier right now. He couldn't have been any luckier in life. Finding you and your strength that helped him become who he is now. He couldn't be happier with his three boys on top of him, and with you laughing at them

So I did finally write boydad!simon and let me know what yall think...because I do love this 🥹