#What a perfect little angel 💕😍

[rosyblooom]

I just finished watching Daisy Jones and the Six and I wanted to ask if you could write a Charles SMAU where his wife passes away from illness and leaves a video behind for him to find happiness. They can have a little child together please. Thank you😊❤️

when i die, i want you to live | cl16 smau

PAIRING: charles leclerc x wife!reader SUMMARY: after battling illness, y/n unexpectedly succumbs to it much sooner than expected, leaving behind her husband and their daughter. 8 months later, charles is not coping very well, so your best friend hands him an envelope addressed to him from you. WARNING(S): mentions of death, sad A/N: ooh i love that show!! anyway, this is my first ever request (!!), so hope it's as u imagined 🫶

creds to @classiclitfreak for proofreading!! <3

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[ caption 1: I sure hope so!😌 ] [ caption 2: my heart is so full🥹💕 ]

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charles_leclerc Today, 27 years ago, is the very special day that brought me my beautiful wife and best friend. Forever grateful for that. Happiest of birthdays to you, Mon cœur ❤️

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yourusername had the loveliest birthday with my dearest people!💕thank you for all the birthday wishes, they've been such a joy! 🥹 here's to another beautiful year, here's to 27🥂

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Three weeks later...

tmz_tv

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tmz_tv Tragic news emerged in the early hours of this morning as Y/N L/N-Leclerc, a renowned fashion designer and philanthropist, passed away unexpectedly, just three weeks past her twenty-seventh birthday. Her untimely passing has left her family and friends in shock and disbelief.

In a statement released by her family, it was revealed that Y/N had been battling illness for an undisclosed duration. However, medical professionals had initially estimated a longer prognosis, making her sudden passing even more devastating.

During this profoundly sorrowful time, we extend our heartfelt condolences to Y/N's family.

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username wow and to think she was always so smiley even with all this going on behind the scenes

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scuderiaferrari Due to personal matters, Charles Leclerc will not be continuing racing for the remainder of the season. Ollie Bearman, our reserve driver, will take his place instead.

This was not an easy decision, and therefore we ask that you handle this news with respect and sensitivity.

Our thoughts and support are with Charles Leclerc and his family during this challenging time. 🙏❤️

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8 months later...

Charles enters the living room, ensuring the door closes softly behind him to avoid disturbing his little girl. Running his fingers over his beard, he examines the envelope in his hand and sighs. Y/N’s best friend pressed it into his hand at a dinner party the previous evening, insisting he watch it as soon as he finds the time. And here he is now, holding the thin envelope.

If someone had told him when he was younger that he’d get emotional over something as simple as seeing his wife’s handwriting on paper, he would have scoffed in disbelief. Not him, that would have seemed absurd. Yet here he is, feeling a lump form in his throat over mere black ink on paper.

As peculiar as it seems, he brings the envelope to his nose, and memories of Y/N flood his mind. He can almost feel her soothing touch as she works the knots out of his back after a gruelling day of racing. Inhaling, he feels Y/N’s sweet scent—it is as comforting as her smile.

A smile tugs at Charles' lips as he pictures that infectious grin that lit up his wife’s face at the most unexpected moments. It was one of the things he loved most about her—she had a way of bringing brightness to even the darkest of days.

Shaking his head, he snaps out of the trance, shifting deeper into the living room until he sinks into the welcoming embrace of the couch. There, he retrieves the laptop resting on the coffee table, feeling the weight of the moment as he opens the envelope and extracts a flash drive from within. Rolling it between his fingers, he inserts it into the side of his laptop with a determined motion.

Once all is in place, he watches a file labelled “To my dearest Lover, brightest Heart, and deepest Soul” materialise in his list of files. The sight catches him off guard—his throat constricts, making each breath a struggle, and his eyes well up, though he fights against the tears. Not now. He can't afford it. Allowing himself to be consumed by grief would mean losing precious time, time he needs for his daughter waiting in her playroom down the hallway.

He takes a moment to regain composure, squeezing his eyes shut, focusing on the rhythm of his breath until the tension in his chest begins to ease. With a sharp intake of air, he opens his eyes wide and taps the file, revealing a video. Running his teeth over his lower lip, he hovers the pointer over the play button, then taps the mousepad with a steady hand.

The video opens with Y/N seated on the very same pale couch he’s currently occupying. He places both hands onto the soft sofa, yearning for a connection, a way to feel her, even though he knows he can’t—touching the past is impossible.

Y/N walks toward the camera, readjusting it before taking three steps backward and retaking her seat. Inhaling deeply, she hesitates, her mouth opening, then closing again, like a fish out of water.

“Mon cœur,” Charles whispers, moving the laptop onto the coffee table.

“Hmm,” Y/N drops her hands into her lap and smooths down her flowery dress. She stares directly at the camera, tilting her head sideways with a crooked smile. “I don’t know where to start.”

Her eyes widen. “After all this planning, I still don’t know where to begin.” She lets out a few chuckles and then purses her lips. “Well, I suppose greetings are in order?”

Her expression softens as her brows furrow. “Hello, my darling, my world, my everything.”

“Hey,” Charles whispers, his throat tight with emotion, barely allowing sound to escape.

“Although I'm very happy to see you, if you’re watching this, it means you're not living as I want you to,” Y/N's voice trembles, causing her to pause and swallow. “I know it’s hard, baby. I don’t expect this to be easy on you, but I don’t want you to spend the rest of your life looking back at us in sadness, you know?”

Charles leans forward, elbows on his lap, eyes fixed on the screen, his face tinged with a faint shade of red.

“Remember our first date, when we had to cancel our reservations at that restaurant because you felt sick on the way there?” Y/N bursts into laughter but quickly stifles it, her hand covering her mouth.

“No, no,” Charles pleads softly, shaking his head, “please don’t hide your beautiful smile, my love.”

“It’s not like there was anything you could do about being sick, but I remember feeling miffed because I already had a stressful day, so for you to cancel just like that, it irritated me,” she reminisces with a nod. “But you were quite pale, so I wanted to make sure you got home alright. And we walked, barely talked,” she giggles, the joy reaching her eyes, “but then this little kid appeared, his name was…”

“Benny,” they both say simultaneously, a faint smile tugging at one corner of Charles' lips.

"Boy, was he excited to meet you, his idol. It was like seeing a completely different person. You became someone entirely new for this little boy whom you didn’t even know. Nobody forced you to take time out of your day when he came running, his arms wide open," Y/N says, extending her arms along with the words. "You could’ve just walked away. I mean, you had a reason to: you were sick."

Pausing for a moment, Y/N sits up straighter, leaning forward and shaking her head. "But you didn’t. You put on a brave face, and you turned into Benny’s hero and so much more. I think we stood there with his parents for about half an hour, and you didn’t complain once. And that’s when I knew."

Y/N nods, crossing her legs and slinging one hand behind the sofa. "That’s when I knew you could be the man I was going to marry. And turns out you were," she says, smiling sheepishly. "The love you have for people, for our daughter, it’s… it’s so profound, it’s boundless. So don’t limit it. Don’t you dare limit yourself just because I’m not around anymore."

Her expression turns serious as she exhales. “You’re such a bright light. You bring happiness and purity into people’s lives—into my life,” Y/N presses her hand against her chest. “I don’t want you to dim it. I want you to shine for as long as that candle burns. Don’t let it die prematurely because of bad happenings. There’s so much more to love, to live, to enjoy. And while you may not see me at your side anymore, holding onto D/N, I’m right here.”

Charles sniffles, folding his hands over his mouth as he swallows his sobs, while Y/N points to her heart.

“I’m with you forever and always. I’m protecting you and D/N, and I’m watching over you, making sure everything’s alright.” Y/N releases a sigh before chewing at her bottom lip with a wistful smile. “And part of that means making space for more love, for you. You have a big heart, you know? There’s enough room for you to find happiness with someone new. There’s no shame in it, and there’s no guilt in it. It’s what makes being alive such a beautiful thing: your love is yours, and it’s not confined to just one or two people. You can spread it, and still, our love will remain unchanged.”

Tears stream down the sides of Charles' cheeks as he struggles to maintain his composure, his eyes fixated on the screen as if afraid that if he peels his gaze away for one second, his wife will disappear.

Y/N briefly looks off to the side, her attention seemingly caught by something in the room, before snapping her head back to the camera with a bright smile.

“It seems I have to go,” her shoulders sink.

Charles leans forward, the screen mere inches away from his face, as he strokes the outline of Y/N’s face on the screen, whispering desperately, “Please don’t, mon cœur…”

“I love you so, so much. You and D/N are the most precious gifts, the greatest joys I have had the privilege to experience, so please, please,” she claps her hands together, moving them back and forth, “please…when I die, I want you to live.”

Y/N rises from the couch and walks towards the screen, her eyes unwavering for even a moment. “Give my little girl all my love, and kiss and hug her extra tight for as long as you can, for me.”

Offering one final smile, she blows a kiss at the screen. “I love you. Please don’t stop. Don't stop loving and don't stop living.”

The video freezes with Y/N frozen in place, a beautiful smile etched onto her lips, filled with the purest form of love.

Feeling suddenly overwhelmed, Charles collapses, the weight of the world pressing down on him. He drops his face into his hands and releases all of it: sob after sob after sob. There’s something liberating about finally letting go; the burden pours out of him, leaving behind a fragile yet tranquil Charles as he gazes at the still shot of his beloved wife, whom he adores so deeply.

A soft click draws his attention to the door just in time for it to creak open slowly, revealing his little girl standing there, her favourite yellow teddy bear clutched tightly in her arms.

“Papa,” her voice floats like a gentle breeze.

Charles smiles, opening his arms wide as she runs towards him. He's momentarily winded as she reaches him, but he quickly regains his composure and lifts her onto his lap.

“Hello, my love,” he whispers, touching his forehead to hers.

Her tiny hand pats his cheek, her expression filled with concern. “You’re crying?”

Charles shakes his head, trying to reassure her. “Happy tears,” he explains, “look.” He points at the screen, where Y/N's serene face is frozen in time.

“Maman!” D/N exclaims, slipping from his lap and heading towards the screen. Her small hands tap the screen eagerly as she calls out, “Maman! Maman! Maman!”

“Yes,” Charles swallows, ignoring the pang in his chest as he shifts his focus to his little girl. “You want to see Maman, huh?”

He rises from the sofa and lifts D/N into the air, settling her on his hip. “How about we go take a look at the photo albums, okay? There are lots of beautiful pictures of Maman in there, alright?”

“Maman! Maman! Maman!” D/N continues to exclaim, squirming excitedly in his arms as they walk through the door and down the hallway into the living room.

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f1gossipofficial Nine months after the tragic passing of his wife, Y/N, Charles Leclerc has been spotted for the first time on a beach in Spain with their shared daughter.

Witnesses who captured the photographs above mentioned that he appeared to be coping well, and fans respectfully gave them space while appreciating the sight from afar.

We're glad to see Charles out and about again, and we extend our best wishes to him and his family as they continue to navigate these changes.

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[trentlife]

WILD ADVENTURE

part 1

masterlist

instagram au ~ jude bellingham

authors note: mini series of jude and y/n becoming parents for the first time! ive had this requested a lot since my last au, i hope you all enjoy 💕

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hope you all enjoyed part one, stay tuned for part two!

[heavyhitterheaux]

One Last Sleep

First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

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y/ninsta and jackharlow: last sleep until we meet our babies earth side 💕

danivalentine: AHHHH I AM SO EXCITED!!!! urbanwyatt: my best friends in the entire world are about to become parents 😭(I mean they're already the parents of privategarden, but yall get it) saweetie: my bestie makes pregnancy look good! y/ninsta: saweetie I am literally a whale and I have to waddle everywhere, but go off sis lol saweetie: y/ninsta shut up and take the damn compliment smh danivalentine: three more people to love! 2forwoyne: I swear I'm not going to cry when we get to see them quiiso: 2forwoyne but how much you wanna bet urbanwyatt will? softtcurse: quiiso he may have already started lol druski2funny: how much do yall wanna bet that them triplets about to be bad as shit? lmaoooo jackharlow: druski2funny imma kick your ass for that smh y/ninsta: druski2funny they're going to be the perfect little angels! cut it out! lilnasx: can't wait to see yall in yall parent era claybornharlow: you look amazing y/ninsta! I'm glad that since you didn't choose me to be your husband, you're still in the family! jackharlow: claybornharlow what kind of back handed compliment was that? CAN I AT LEAST HAVE ONE DAY OF PEACE BEFORE I'M NOT ABOUT TO GET ANY SLEEP? claybornharlow: jackharlow no. dualipa: step mommy is here and ready for them to make their debut! jackharlow: dualipa I literally cannot with you anymore smh maggieharlow: these last few weeks have flown by! you two are going to be amazing parents! so so proud of the both of you! jackandy/naremyparents: well this is it! OMG three at one time?! lemme go pray for yall because..... WHEW normani: they are going to be absolutely beautiful and have the greatest set of parents! sza: when can I babysit?! jackharlowsource: BRB CRYING allthingsy/n: can't wait until they tell us their names! urbanwyatt: allthingsy/n urban henry wyatt there you go y/ninsta: URBY! CUT IT OUT! urbanwyatt: y/ninsta what I do?!!? theestallion: okay who do we think they're going to look like? yungskylark: theestallion they're definitely going to have curly hair since both of them have it anyway saweetie: hmm I'm thinking baby number 1 looks like y/ninsta dualipa: baby number 2 looks like me jackharlow: DUA! claybornharlow: dualipa you meant me jackharlow: what is WITH you two? quiiso: number 2 is jackharlow up and down and number 3 looks like both y/ninsta: I can tell you from the sonogram, number three doesn't look like me at all lol that's daddy's baby all the way but we'll see

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y/ninsta: the cutest date that I ever did see, look at my baby daddy 😍

jackharlow: had to do it one last time as a family of two 😭 urbanwyatt: jackharlow you mean three even though I wasn't invited smh jackharlow: urbanwyatt you went out with Yasmin! cut it out! softtcurse: jackharlow I would have left him at home and went out with yall instead, not going to lie urbanwyatt: and you think you know somebody smh 2forwoyne: hold on, you need to include PG too! we're yall kids! y/ninsta: oh goodness. here we go. shloob_: now we have to fight for their attention once the triplets get here tomorrow quiiso: yes! I second this! jackharlow: we've raised yall for how many years? yall can branch out a little lol danivalentine: yall are so incredibly cute y/ninsta: danivalentine that's my man and imma stick beside him claybornharlow: I mean he's okay, if you're into that I mean y/ninsta: little baby! jackharlow: claybornharlow we literally look alike but go off, I guess jessicakelce: me and blancahood are getting on a plane as we speak! can't wait to see the both of you and meet them! jackharlow: HOLD ON, PAUSE! y/ninsta BABY! y/ninsta: jackharlow RESUME! what's wrong? jackharlow: y/ninsta not the hot chips and bad decisions crew helping out with the newborns. THERE'S ABOUT TO BE HOT CHEETOS STAINS ALL OVER MY HOUSE! jessicakelce: jackharlow THAT WAS ONE TIME AND I WAS DRUNK. LET IT GO! jackharlow: jessicakelce HELL NO, I'M NOT LETTING THAT SHIT GO! blancahood: jessicakelce but there was an entire trail that led us to the bathroom where you were fighting for your life from being hungover y/ninsta: I remember that. good times. jessicakelce: y/ninsta MAYBE FOR YOU, BUT NOT ME! traviskelce: jessicakelce no one told you to down that last drink like it was water, you brought it on yourself lmao jessicakelce: traviskelce that's it. DIVORCE! y/ninsta: LMAOOOO AYE YO 😭😭😭 blancahood: not jess saying she wants a divorce lmao y/ninsta: but yes jackharlow they'll be with us for two weeks jackharlow: y/ninsta TWO WEEKS? BRB, babe. y/ninsta: jackharlow where are you going? jackharlow: y/ninsta to hide all the hot chips and bring them back out when they leave blancahood: jackharlow hmm funny. I'm bringing some in my suitcase and buying a stash when I get there jackharlow: blancahood then your ass needs to eat them outside and wash your hands with the hose before coming back in. if I see one crumb, I'm kicking yall out

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HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY!!!! 🎉🥳🎂🎁🎈YAYAYAYYAYAYA!! I HOPE U HAVE THE BEST DAY EVER ✨💕💋💍 AND GET EVERYTHING YOU WANT, YOU DESERVE IT 🥰😘😍❤️

I LOVE YOU SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCHHHHH 🩷🩷🩷

HERE IS MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT TO YOU…

title: eunoia’s birthday

pairing: grayson hawthorne x eunoia

Grayson couldn’t help but stare. She was perfection. Her red hair splayed across the pillow, tumbling gently over their Egyptian cotton sheets. Eyes closed, long lashes delicately brushing her under eye in her sleep. He grinned to himself admiring the splash of freckles across her nose, counting each and every one and memorising them. He took his hand to gently draw soothing spirals across her arms, creating an invisible tattoo that no one would ever know about. Eunoia smiled in her sleep, subconsciously rolling closer to Grayson. He traced the features of her face with his pinky finger, making sure his touch was lighter than a feather so she wouldn’t wake just yet.

He’d been up most of the night to the early hours of the morning preparing for her birthday. Nash, Jameson and Xander had been contacted at 3am with a 911 from him because he was worried the decoration didn’t look good enough. Needless to say, all three brothers were extremely annoyed but added a few touches of their own to satisfy Grayson’s overthinking. When he was finally done and came to bed he couldn’t sleep. He could only think about her. Eunoia. The love and light of his life. He didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky with her. Nine days prior, when it has been his birthday she’d planned a beautiful day for them full of his favourite things that ended with a massive party with all the people that mattered to him the most. He smiled so much that day his jaw hurt the next day. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt like that.

He leant down and rested his head beside her, pressing his cheek on hers. He wished he didn’t have to wake her, she looked so peaceful, so beautiful. He could stare at her all day and never get bored. She had a face like an angel, soft and captivating. Unfortunately Grayson knew he had an angenda to stick to. A birthday agenda, he hoped she’d love. Softly he kissed the tip of her nose, whispering, “happy birthday sweetheart.”

Eunoia stirred from her sleep, unimpressed, “What? Let me sleep,” she mumbled rolling over.

He chuckled softly, “Eunoia…”

“What? I’m trying to sleep here,” she grumbled, “go away.”

She reached her arm out and flapped it around lazily in an attempt to ward him off. It didn’t work, it only made him laugh.

“It’s your birthday,” he said, in an almost sing-song voice.

She shot up straight, suddenly awakened with her eyes wide open and beamed up at him, “it’s my birthday!”

“Mhmm,” he nodded in agreement. The way her eyes lit up made his heart squeeze.

“Oh my gosh it’s my birthday!” She shouted excitedly

She flung herself onto him enveloping him in what seemed like the world’s biggest hug. Eunoia closed her eyes and inhaled his comforting scent, grateful to wake up with such a man by her side. She considered that the greatest gift of them all, no matter what happened today.

“Woah, what’s this for?” Grayson asked, a hint of a chuckle in his tone.

“Birthday hug,” she explained happily, as they pulled away.

“Aren’t I meant to be the one that gives that to you?” He replied, a Hawthorne eyebrow raised in question.

“Maybe,” she shrugged, before lowering her voice a little, “but you can make it up to me with a birthday kiss.”

His face broke out into her contagious smile, “I love you.”

“I know,” she said, titling her head to the side sweetly.

“Happy birthday baby,” he grinned, pressing a light thumb on her chin and guiding her face closer to his. He leant down, closed his eyes and planed a soft kiss on her lips.

They both broke away at the same time, faces a little flushed, heartbeats a little faster.

“You can do that again, if you like,” Eunoia told him quietly, tracing his jawline with her fingertip.

“Tempting offer,” he murmurs, his nose touching hers, “too tempting to decline.”

He kissed her again, gently. She melted into his lips.

“I love you,” she smiled.

“I know,” he grinned, mirroring her earlier comment.

“Are you quoting me, Hawthorne?” She asked, failing to keep the giggle from escaping.

“Maybe,” he shrugged in reply before taking her hand in his, “come with me.”

“Where are we going?” She asked.

“You’ll see,” he winks, tugging at her hand.

“Hang on! I need my glasses,” she cries, grabbing them from the nightstand and positioning them of her face.

Once he was sure they were secure enough on her face, he pulled her forwards towards the door. Eunoia almost fell face first into the mattress but managed to regain her balance, still holding onto Grayson. She stumbled out of bed, wearing a pair of shorts and Grayson’s shirt from the night before. It’s oversized on her, hung down effortlessly, reaching her mid-thigh.

“You okay?” he made sure quickly.

“Just about,” she winked.

Her hair was messed up and her glasses a little wonky, her sapphire eye sparkling beneath them. She was a goddess in Grayson’s eyes, he’d been blessed. She radiated sunshine. The smile of her face read bubbly like one of those books she ordered curling up in a corner with to read. So he grinned even harder as he starts to giddily run down the stairs holding her hand.

“Gray what’s gotten into you, you never get this excited?” she laughed, almost slipping down the staircase, remembering why Grayson is usually constantly telling her not to run down the stairs.

“I do!” he exclaims, offence rippling through his features.

Eunoia shoots him a look.

“I’m excited for you,” he reasoned, as they reached the bottom.

“I’m sceptical,” she replied, pursing her lips slightly.

“Seriously? I can’t just be really exited for my girlfriend on her birthday,”

“I know you Grayson Hawthorne and you don’t get this excited this easily,” she replied, jabbing a playful finger at his chest, “but I’m determined to find out what’s gotten you all jovial today.”

“You’re cute,” he smiled at her, with lovesick puppy eyes.

Eunoia narrowed her eyes at him, putting her hands on her hips, “what are you hiding?”

“Nothing,” he laughed. He couldn’t help it, he loved it when she looked mad or over serious. The way her eyebrows angled inwards and eyes flashed with rage was adorable, not that he’d ever tell her that.

“I’m going to work it out!” she announced, looking him up and down as if there would be some sort of clue on his person.

“Just go into the kitchen okay?” Grayson said, spinning her around and nudging her gently towards the kitchen door.

“Okay,” she giggled, stumbling in after ungracefully hitting her elbow on the door.

Her jaw immediately dropped at the sight. The whole room had been decorated gorgeously. There were personalised banners stuck to the walls and bunches of balloons dotted around the room. Two vases sat comfortably on either end of the table housing fresh baby pink tulips, some budding and some not quite there yet. Matching the theme was a long sage green tablecloth across their table, dotted with pale pink plates and napkins. Fairy lights had been hug from just about every surface. They twinkled brightly making the experience all the more magical. Around the room were strings of paper hearts. As she took a step closer, Eunoia realised each of them had something written on them. In Grayson’s handwriting.

She walked slowly across the first row, reading each and every message. Your smile lights up my day. My heart, my world, my everything. I love you more than you could ever know. I’m so blessed to have you in my life. You’re so beautiful even the gods are envious. I love every single part of you. We were written in the stars. It must’ve taken hours to make. He’d put in so much time and effort. All for her. Grayson watched her face, admiring the way her features softened, then lit up and softened again.

She turned to him, eyes overflowing with gratitude, “you did all of this? For me?”

“Of course,” he said, as if this weee the bare minimum she deserved.

“Gray,” she murmured, his name almost getting caught in her throat.

“Do you like it?” he asked her.

“Like it? That’s an understatement, I love it,” she said, mesmerised in wonder, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he smiles, planting a kiss on her forehead.

A wave of emotion rolled over Eunoia and she felt tears begin to well up all of a sudden, “I’m not crying,” she said quickly, hoping that might prevent the tears from actually falling.

“Of course not sweetheart,” Grayson said, looking down into her glossy blue eyes.

“There are no tears coming from my eyes right now,” she insisted as they rolled down her cheeks.

“None at all,” Grayson agreed, handing her a tissue, “I should know, I’m a witness.”

“Thank you,” she snivelled, blowing her nose, “oh look there’s even glitter.”

Grayson let out a small chuckle, “I can’t credit, that was Xander’s idea,”

“Of course,” she giggled, as he brushes her happy tears away delicately with his thumb.

“Come here,” he whispered, pulling her into his chest.

She gladly fell into him, dissolving comfortably into his arms. She pressed her cheek against his solid chest and breathed out softly. His arms were her safe place, whenever the world got a bit too much, she just crawl into his open arms and immediately feel soothed.

“I didn’t want you to cry on your birthday,” Grayson murmured into her hair, inhaling the smell of her shampoo that he loved.

“I thought we agreed just now that I wasn’t crying,” she reminded him, the sound muffled slightly.

“Sorry,” he said, correcting the sentence, “I didn’t want you to not cry on your birthday.”

“Happy tears, happy tears, I promise,” she sniffed, popping out of his chest to rest her chin on his shoulder.

“Okay I’ll take it then,” he replied, rubbing circles on her back rhythmically.

Suddenly a small gasp escaped from Eunoia’s lips.

“What?” he asked quickly, pulling away to make sure she was okay.

“There’s a cake!” she exclaimed, wide eyed and excited.

Grayson sighed in relief, “of course there’s a cake,”

She broke away from his hold and looked at the cake, it’s a white iced cake reading Eunoia in calligraphy on the top. It looked stunning, like a piece of pure art work.

“Did you bake this?” she asked.

He nodded, “and decorated it.”

She had to stop her jaw from dropping, “have you been taking midnight baking classes?”

“You sleep like the dead,” he explained, confirming her suspicions.

“You’re kidding,” she said, in pure shock. How had she not heard the infamously loud stand-mixer?

“I had this stand mixer on for a full three hours once,” Grayson told her, patting the electrical appliance, “and you were cold out.”

“You actually practiced for this,” she asked, her heart so full it could burst. She hadn’t had the heart to tell him but he had looked so exhausted these past couple of weeks, now it all made sense why.

“I wanted it to be perfect,” he shrugged, “perfect cake for my perfect girl.”

Eunoia felt her face flush as blood rushed into her cheeks. This man still managed to make her blush despite the fact they’d been together for nearly three years now.

“Gray, this is incredible, thank you so much,” she grinned like an idiot, kissing him lovingly.

He beamed, tucking a stand of loose hair behind her ear, “do you want some cake?”

“How can I say no to cake for breakfast?” she asked, “it would just be rude!”

“Precisely,” he nodded in agreement, swiftly grabbing a knife from the kitchen drawer.

He made a clean cut down the cake and put a piece onto one of the pink plate situated on the table. Eunoia’s eyes widened to the size of saucepans when she realised the flavour.

“IT’S RED VELVET!” she screamed, excitement taking over. She hadn’t meant to be so loud.

“Yes,” Grayson smiled, her energy infectious.

“How did you know?” she asked, as he handed her the plate.

“Because everytime we go anywhere ever you get something that has relation to red velvet,” he deadpanned in reply.

“When?” she questioned, eyebrows pinching together in confusion, unable to recall a time she’d ever gotten anything ed velvet with Grayson.

“We went to that donut place and you got a red velvet flavoured donut,” he said.

“Oh yeah I remember that!” she replied, recalling how tasty it was.

“Or the time we went to that desert pizza place and your got a red velvet inspired pizza,” he said, wrinkling his nose.

“Not as good as it sounded,” she sighed, shaking her head, “major disappoint.”

“That Italian gelato shop we went to on a date,” he recalled, “you know the one with the crazy flavours, and you ordered red velvet ice-cream there.”

“Ooo we have to go back there one day,” she said, “that was yum.”

“Red velvet cheesecake, red velvet cookie, red velvet waffle were also tried on three different occasions at dreams bakery down the road,” he sighed, now counting the times with his fingers.

“I get your point,” Eunoia responded with a flat face.

“I can go on,” he teased.

“Not necessary,” she replied, “I can’t believe you take that much notice of my orders.”

“Well when you’re worried the love of your life is going to end up hospitalised from red velvet consumption you note what she eats,” he told her.

“But you hate red velvet,” she said randomly.

“With a passion,” he nodded.

“Ew weirdo,” she joked, “but seriously, then why did you make it? If you hate it so much.”

“Because you love it and I love you,” he said sweetly, pressing a short kiss on her nose.

“Will you try a piece? For me on my birthday?” she asked him, doe-eyed and batting her eyelashes slightly.

“The guilt tripping is insane Eunoia,” he grumbled bluntly, shooting her an evil look.

“You can’t judge it without trying it,” she sang, waving her piece at him.

“Fine. For you, on your birthday, that’s it,” he rolled his eyes, cutting a second slice for himself now.

She clapped her hands together in joy and then took a bite of her cake. Grayson watched her intently, trying to read her expression, hoping he’d gotten the recipe right, hoping she’d like it.

“Oh my gosh,” she say, closing her eyes, “I’m in heaven, literal heaven.”

It was the most perfect red velvet cake she’d ever eaten, light and airy with the right amount of icing, the tiniest slither because she hated the taste of it. Grayson had obviously taken note of that, making her smile.

“You should bake more often,” she said, taking another bite.

Grayson took a small breath of relief and smiled, his cheeks heating up ever so slightly. Eunoia noticed but didn’t mention it.

“Maybe I should,” he shrugged.

“Now it’s your turn to try,” she said, her face bright and impossible to say no to.

“I’m not happy about this,” he muttered.

“Just shut up and shove the cake in your mouth Gray,” she rolled her eyes.

“Okay but-“

Too late. Eunoia was too impatient, so speared some cake on her fork and put it into his mouth. He gave her an annoyed glare and he chewed thoughtfully and swallowed.

“So?”

“You could’ve choked me just then,” Grayson said darkly.

“And you’re still here, oh what a shame,” she teased him, ruffling his hair.

“You’re not funny,” he stated, suppressing his arising smile.

“The corner of your mouth that’s twitching is telling me otherwise,” Eunoia grinned triumphantly.

“The coroner of my mouth is not-“

“You’re changing the subject, what did you think?” she pressed on.

“It wasn’t good,” Grayson told her flatly, but something flickering in the deep gray of his eyes, a silver sparkle that told her the truth,

“You like it,” she said, mouth wide open in shock.

“No I don’t,” he protested, the defensive arc in his tone too prominent to not be hiding something,

“You so do!” she giggled, eating another bite of cake.

“No I don’t,” he shook his head, like a stubborn child.

“It’s your new guilty pleasure,” Eunoia decided, “I can see it in your eyes.”

“No you can’t,” he said quickly, curtly,

“Defensive much?” she quipped, smirking a little.

“You’re annoying “ he replied. She knew that basically meant she was right, he had nothing else left to say.

“And you like red velvet which means it is a good cake flavour,” she smiled, remembering back to a time where Grayson would diss it.

“I don’t like you,” he grumbled with a glare.

“Heyyyy,” she said in an accusing tone, “you can’t say that to me on my birthday!”

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, “I love you.”

“If you loved me you would admit you like red velvet,” she grinned at him playfully.

“That is gaslighting,” Grayson said, distastefully. She surprised a laugh.

“So you don’t love me?” she gasped, putting a hand to her heart and melodramatically throwing her head back.

He sighed, “I think it red velvet is…” there is a long, bring pause, “… okay.”

“I’ll take it,” Eunoia replied with a nod of he head.

“Good,” he said, “do you want your present?”

“You mean that wasn’t it?” she asked gesturing to the cake.

He cracked a mousy smile before reaching over for a small, neatly wrapped box. Actually neat was an understatement. The paper was a sage green and the bow tied perfectly around it a light shade of pink. It was very pretty.

“Open it,” he urged, with a nod.

“I don’t want to,” she pouted, holding it as if it were the most fragile thing on his earth.

“Why?” he furrowed his brows.

“The wrapping is too pretty,” she explained, admitting it.

“I’ll wrap up an empty box so you can stare at my wrapping,” Grayson promised, “just open the present.”

“You’re eager,” she said, eyebrows raised.

“I want to see your face,” he explained.

“If it’s a pair of socks my face might disappoint you,” she pre-warned him.

“Good thing it’s not a pair of socks, though I did debate that,” Grayson said.

“Oh yeah?”

“They’re were some amazing unicorn ones that I thought would really suit you,” he teased.

“Save them for our anniversary,” she winked.

“Got it,” he grinned, “now open it!”

She laughed at his excitement and very slowly undid the bow so it wouldn’t ruin too badly. She then attempted to peel back the paper but it wouldn’t budge.

“How much tape did you put on this thing?” she groaned, frustratedly trying to undo a corner.

“You’re meant to rip it open,” he rolled his eyes.

“But the pretty wrapping paper,” she whispered.

“I have a whole roll under a floorboard upstairs, “ he sighed, “I’ll give it you.”

“Okay,” she grinned., before tearing open the paper, like a ravenous predator to its prey.

Underneath it revealed a decorated cardboard box. It was clear that Grayson had painted the extra detail, she knew that art style anywhere. Painted on in various shades of pale pink, white and flecks of red were blossoms from a cherry tree. Throw sands and thousands of petals had been painted on. She couldn’t imagine how long this would’ve taken him.

All of the blossoms seemed to swirl to one place. Eunoia flipped the box over and found that all the cherry blossoms were swirling towards a Polaroid picture of the two of them at Nash and Libby’s wedding, dancing together. Grayson was laughing at something Eunoia had said, his head thrown back and a real smile on his face. With his dimples. She’d once told him that was one of her favourite pictures of them together.

“This is so beautiful,” she smiled, tracing light fingers over his work.

“Open it,” he told her.

“What?”

“Trust me,“ he said, “open it.”

Slowly she opened it and the contents was revealed. Inside lay two deep purple pieces of card.

“You’re joking, oh gosh, is this even real?” Eunoia gasped

Engraved in each of them was Conan Gray in golden calligraphy. Upon closer inspection in the corner it read, concert 9:00pm.

“Look closer,” Grayson prompted, his eyes flicking to the top left hand corner of each ticket.

Laced in gold were three bold letters VIP. Eunoia nearly fainted.

“You’ll get to go backstage, meet him and talk to him, ask whatever you want, get a photo, and autograph, that sort of thing,” he explained.

“Gray,” she gasps, tears welling up in her eyes, “are you serious?”

“As serious as it gets,” he grinned.

She launched herself into his arm and squeezed him so tightly Grayson wondered if he might spontaneously combust. Not that he’d care, being in Eunoia’s arms spontaneously combusted or not was his equivalent to heaven.

She cups his face in her hands and gently brings it towards her, planting a sweet kiss on his lips. He could feel her burning gratitude.

“Happy birthday Eunoia,” he whispered, gazing at her. This is it. This is his world. He stared at her, momentarily mesmerised by her alluring ocean blue eyes. He feels like he’s drowning but for some reason it feels pleasant.

“Thank you so much Gray,” she murmured, her heart swollen full of love.

AYAYAYYAYA THANK YOUUUU FOR BEING MY LOVELY KIND GORGEOUS MOOT 💕💕 YOU’RE LITERALLY THE SWEETEST!!

I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS!! HAVE THE BEST DAYYYYYY MY LOVE 😘😘

p.s I know you’re going to see Conan Gray in 46 days (I think) anyways but we can pretend Gray gave you the tickets 🤭🤭

[mrsvercetti]

Hiya! Can I have a matchup with the turtles?

I’m 5’4 (and a half!) and I’m 19. I work as a writer and work with firearms and blacksmithing in my free time!

Currently studying religion in university. I graduated from high school at 16 and LOOOVE learning about the earth, who formed us, how the heck we got here, the makeup of plants and space!

I’m super outgoing and love everyone! Although I’m an ambivert- I love socializing but I also love spending 5-6 hours writing in the dark about God and space theories. I’d rather work alone than in a team because I feel like I’m the only one who can specifically articulate what I mean. Also I like listening to music and spending time by myself in my head with no one to bother me. I have many ideas but sound like an idiot when I talk about them so I just make myself look stupid, everyone underestimates me!

I am super creative and love science and technology but it all goes right over my head. I can’t remember the biological makeup of the plants I love to study, I wanted to study neuroscience but my math skills are that if a 6th grader. I have horrid math anxiety. I can tell you how to hack into a telemarketers computer but cannot do it myself. I have so many ideas for cool tools… but I feel kinda useless.

I’m creative and artistic but I can’t draw. I can’t get out any of my ideas out in paper so I’m just stuck,

writing about them.

thank youuu!

I match you with...

Donatello

This man....This sweet little angel

He would NOT STOP thinking about you.

Like to him, EVERYTHING about you cannot be described by words. That's how perfect you are to him.

You and him both love learning and you guys bond over that.

He wanted somebody who would understand his intelligence. How special he is.

When you came to his life, it was like a God’s blessing.

He would always talk about you to his brothers. He can slightly annoy them but his brothers are happy that Donnie is happy y’know?

Personality wise, you guys are opposites.

He’s shy and you’re sociable and outgoing. You guys fit like a puzzle.

He would have you as his lab partner as soon as you guys get together as a couple.

Would teach you whatever you want to know. If he doesn’t know, he’ll spend hours doing research. Because he loves you and wants you to know everything.

He would let you work alone if that’s how you want to work. But the only condition is that you need to stay close to him. What if you get injured? He needs to protect you.

He doesn’t find you stupid or underestimate you in any way. He loves listening to your ideas and would love to cooperate with you to make those ideas a real thing.

This man will help you with biology if you have hard time remembering it. He’d also help you with math. This man will literally help you with anything.

If you are with him, he will never make you feel useless. He’s a gentle ninja who loves to give people what they want.

Creativity is what makes someone infinitely attractive in Donatello’s opinion. So, your ideas are never ignored or criticized in any way.

He’s not much of an artist. But would totally love to practice it with you.

If you wrote something like a short fanfiction, he’ll read it even if it is not finished. He wont judge you and will help you write the rest.

Also LOVES reading your theories. And will encourage you to write more.

Definitely will indulge himself into studying Religion with you.

If you are anywhere, Like in his lab, on the streets, on the living room watching T.V with his brothers, he will constantly flirt with you.

He will also bring you gifts that he made. He spent days to make it perfect so be very thankful, okay?

Will also be a bit of a tease. He’ll tease you about the height different you both have.

If you get upset about it, then expect the worlds greatest apology. Flowers, gifts, cuddles etc.

He’s also the type to sew you a dress or any type of clothing that you like.

Your name on his phone is this “😘🥰💕❤️Babygurl😍😊😚💗”

He’ll call you pet names all the time! “Honey”, “My Beautiful Queen”, “Baby girl”, “My cute kunoichi” (Because he will teach you ninjutsu), “Bunny”

Very clingy and wants to be with you all the time.

He's a sensitive baby so please don't be harsh on him if you get upset or angry.

He also gets insanely jealous if anyone flirts with you. He'll also get sad if the person who flirted with you seemed to be better than him. You need to reassure him that he's the only one for you.

Also, you get along with his brothers so that's a plus point!

[sp00kymulderr]

hi gideon! 

to say the vibes have been off lately would be an understatement, wouldn’t it? because there has been a lot of negativity, too much for a place that is supposed to be about finding an outlet for your creativity and people to share your interests.

i know it has been difficult, draining to be around here and face all the discourse cankering the fandom. 

because of all this negativity, i believe it is important to try and balance it out with some kindness. so here i am, doing a little check-up on you <3

so first, how are you, really?

everything you feel regarding what is happening is valid and you deserve to feel happy and safe around here. so please, make sure you take the time you need from posting, from sharing fics, even just from being on the platform. i want you to know it’s okay and i support whatever you decide, for whatever reason.

i also want you to know that you have your place here, as much as the rest of us. you’re loved and wanted and i can assure you the fandom is a far better place with you in it.

i hope you’re taking care of yourself outside of tumblr as well. please remember to stay hydrated and to eat something 🫶🏼

now i would like you to sit back and enjoy the perfect, quiet night in with dieter <3

do not hesitate to reach out if you need to talk, i’m here for you! sending you all my love and so many hugs 🫂

anna 💗

Anna you absolute angel 💖 I’ve been keeping this in my inbox because your sweet message and the moodboard made me so happy 😍

Sending so much love to you 🫂💕

[milla-frenchy]

OMG I can't believe you kept it a secret and wrote this for me 🥹🥹🥹💕 I love him so much 😍😍 (and of course you know it)

the tw are so perfect loooool 😍

You’re still fuming over his intention to fuck someone with the hard on YOU gave him.

Agree!!!! How rude

He’s wearing a denim vest with a white tank top underneath and his huge arms make your heart skip a beat.

He's such a slut 🫠🙃

“Doncha wanna give your favourite uncle a kiss?” “Not really,” you reply as your eyes are boring into him. He huffs a laugh and rubs his scruffy cheek. “Being a cold bitch doesn’t suit you, baby. I prefer you needy and with my cock between your pretty lips.” You scoff, rolling your eyes, but your mouth waters at his words. “It’s a health issue, Joel. I don’t wanna catch anything after you fucked every hole in Austin.”

I just love them 😂

“Here’s a thing, angel. You can keep Tommy’s balls in a cute box under your bed. I don’t care. But ya definitely not getting mine.” You scoff and he leans back against the seat. “So let’s make it clear— I fuck whoever I want whenever I want.” You clench your jaws as anger and jealousy squeeze your throat.

That fucker would break my heart into a million pieces and I'd thank him for it I just know it 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

“Look at me,” Joel gruffs but you keep staring ahead of yourself. “Look. At. Me.”

🫠🫠🫠

“My sweet niece needs to get railed, uh? Dontcha have some fuck boy on standby at your dorm? “I don’t cheat on daddy,” you whisper against his neck. “Oh?” ”It’s ok if it’s you. It’s different.” Joel huffs and then his expression gets serious. ”I can’t do motel today, baby. Need to get going.” “Already?” you whine, pouting your lips. “Yeah. Have work tomorrow. And if I get you all to myself in a room I won’t be able to stop fucking ya for at least a week.” You smile and playfully bite the skin of his neck, before purring, “Sounds good.”

Seriously, you're too good at writing them 😍❤️ (and I never want it to stop but no pressure 😌)

You push your ass out and spread your cheeks so he could see a pink jeweled butt plug, shaped like a heart.

HOT DAMN ANGEL§§§§

You sigh when he presses his whole frame to yours. His big hands start kneading your naked cheeks and he licks the side of your neck and sucks a hickey into your delicate skin. “Tommy asked me to leave this as a message for everyone.” “What’s the message?” You breathe out, grinding your butt against Joel’s bulge. “This pussy‘s taken. You’re ours.” You moan, reveling in the possessiveness of the brothers and the sensation of Joel’s heavy body, pressing you against the truck, and you’re slowly but surely drenching your inner thighs. Soon the need overtakes any pride you have left.

She belongs to them I'm gonna fn faint that's so hot 🥵🥵🥵 We already know it, but I love when they say it

“You often fuck here?” you ask, noticing how fast he found a comfortable position. He replies with a smirk, “No, only on special occasions.” You shoot him a playful wink. “Aww. I’m flattered.” “Ya should be. I’ll probably spend ages cleaning everything off your slick, little slut.”

🤭😂😂

“That was…Wow. Never came from spanking before.” “‘s weird considering what a bratty bitch you can be. I’d think every second lover wants to slap your cunt.”

You’re nuzzling his cheek, tasting his skin with your tongue, and the overwhelming feelings in your chest make you forget your complicated relationship with the man stuffing you so well and you purr his name into his ear, softly, gently, pouring so much into these four letters. Joel locks eyes with you, while his cock still twitches inside you from time to time. His gaze is relaxed, soft and satisfied, rid of the usual sharpness, mockery, guard. Your throat squeezes and your breath hitches when you realize that you’re staring at someone else, someone deep inside Joel you know and before he disappears, hides behind the wall, you kiss him gently, hug him close, and he gives you all of that back.

Yes 😍😍😍 I love it so much

“I need the details, baby.”

JFC 😍😍😍

THANK YOU SO MUCH BABY 💕💕💕🫶 it was perfect 🥰🥰

JOEL’S VISIT | Bad Blood Extra | 3,8k

Summary: Joel pays you a visit and makes your night unforgettable.

Tw: +18, mdni, smut, step-cest, big age gap (reader is 22, Joel is in his late 40s), step uncle!Joel is a warning in himself, stepdad Tommy makes an appearance (kinda), fingering, ass play, anal, sex toy, spit as lube, pussy slapping, cum eating, creampie, degradation kink, praise kink, alcohol consumption, swearing.

A/n: written as a naughty bday present for my love @milla-frenchy 🥳 happy birthday, baby!😘🩷 ILY! Hope you’ll enjoy my little gift❤️ and Joel’s huge gift🍆🍑😏

Pics are only for the mood. Reader has no specific physical description. Reader wears a skirt. Dividers by @strangergraphics-archive

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You step into your favorite bar in your college town and search for him. You notice the familiar broad shoulders far away from the crowd and saunter there, on the way turning head of the other patrons but you don’t care about them. As if by a magnet you’re being pulled to the man, who’s seeping whiskey in a dark corner booth. Joel Miller.

You hate to admit it but you really missed the fucker. Missed his rough hands, his dirty words, his assholish attitude. No one else can make your blood boil like that but the hate you often feel towards him morphs into passion so fast that you wonder if your relationship is meant to be. As toxic as they are, you've never felt such a strong pull towards anyone. Except your stepdad Tommy of course.

Right now Joel’s in the dog house. You’re still fuming over his intention to fuck someone with the hard on YOU gave him. So you don’t sit next to him and instead settle in front of the man at the booth.

Joel looks up from his drink and a smirk tugs at his lips, shining with drops of whiskey.

“Hey, uncle Joel,” you greet him with a reserved smile. He’s wearing a denim vest with a white tank top underneath and his huge arms make your heart skip a beat. Why does he always look so delicious?

“Hello, angel.”

His eyes slide down to your lips and then cleavage, with your tits almost spilling out of your top by design. He adjusts himself before asking,

“Doncha wanna give your favourite uncle a kiss?”

“Not really,” you reply as your eyes are boring into him.

He huffs a laugh and rubs his scruffy cheek.

“Being a cold bitch doesn’t suit you, baby. I prefer you needy and with my cock between your pretty lips.”

You scoff, rolling your eyes, but your mouth waters at his words.

“It’s a health issue, Joel. I don’t wanna catch anything after you fucked every hole in Austin.”

Joel’s brows rise up and he leans forward, planting his elbows on the table. Your teeth sink into your lower lip as you ogle his arms and shoulders.

“Oh, little slut’s jealous.”

You cross your arms making your breasts almost jump out of your top and lie,

“No, I‘m not.”

He narrows his eyes at you and takes a sip of his whiskey before talking again.

“Here’s a thing, angel. You can keep Tommy’s balls in a cute box under your bed. I don’t care. But ya definitely not getting mine.”

You scoff and he leans back against the seat.

“So let’s make it clear— I fuck whoever I want whenever I want.”

You clench your jaws as anger and jealousy squeeze your throat.

For some time you two sit in silence, the air between you electrified and heavy.

Finally Joel gets up with a grunt and you look up at him scared that he might leave, abandon you, but to your relief he comes up to your seat and plops down next to you. He turns to you slightly and puts his huge arm on the backrest behind you. He’s so close that it feels like a hug. His scent immediately envelops you and you gush as if on command.

“Look at me,” Joel gruffs but you keep staring ahead of yourself.

“Look. At. Me.”

The steel in his rumbling voice makes you throb and you turn your face to him, hiding your true emotions, your expression angry and cold.

“I’ve had a shitty day, angel. Don’t make it worse.”

He sounds serious and you furrow your brows with worry.

“What happened?”

Joel grabs his drink and finishes it. He wipes his lips with the back of his hand and talks to the empty glass.

”Paid Jess a visit today. Tommy left some stuff at your… her house.”

“Why didn’t he go himself?” you ask, feeling a pang of sadness that Tommy didn’t tell you anything.

Joel laughs.

“I don’t think he wants to meet your dear mother. He fucked her daughter on their marital bed. She ain’t exactly waiting for him there with open arms.”

“And you? I’m sure she wasn’t happy to see you either.”

“I don’t give a fuck. The bitch can curse me out all she wants. Tommy’s just too good of a guy. Feels bad.”

“Whatever,” you grumble.

Your gaze drops and you sit quietly, deep in your thoughts. Does Tommy feel bad about what happened? If so does he regret your relationship? Does he regret you?

“Hey,” Joel calls and you immediately look up at him, noticing a trace of softness in his voice. “Tommy asked me to give you something.”

“What?”

Joel turns to you more, his thigh presses against yours, and he brings his hand to your jaw. He pinches your chin and slowly leans down.

You slightly open your mouth, welcoming him, and he kisses you. In a second he’s licking into your mouth with passion, claiming you in front of everyone, and you melt, tasting whiskey and cigarettes on his hot tongue. He grabs the back of your head and devours your mouth, swallowing your needy whimpers as his other hand settles on your bare thigh, close to your naked pussy under the short skirt. He squeezes your leg and, feeling how much he wants you, you gush more. Your soft moans are drowned in a sea of chatter and music at the bar. It takes just a few seconds of this, of him, to make your pussy uncomfortably wet. Your core is crying for more and you open your legs wider, signaling him to touch you.

Joel’s plush lips part from yours as he mumbles,

“Here’s my needy slut.”

You reply with a flirty smile and press your body closer to his.

“Take me to a motel. Want you to fuck me like one of your cheap hookers.”

You drag your nose up his neck and Joel groans, roughly kneading your thigh.

“My sweet niece needs to get railed, uh? Dontcha have some fuck boy on standby at your dorm?

“I don’t cheat on daddy,” you whisper against his neck.

“Oh?”

”It’s ok if it’s you. It’s different.”

Joel huffs and then his expression gets serious.

”I can’t do motel today, baby. Need to get going.”

“Already?” you whine, pouting your lips.

“Yeah. Have work tomorrow. And if I get you all to myself in a room I won’t be able to stop fucking ya for at least a week.”

You smile and playfully bite the skin of his neck, before purring, “Sounds good.”

Your pussy is tingling for him and you desperately need to alleviate the ache.

“Please, Joel,” you sit straight and plead, batting your lashes at him. “I miss your big cock so much.”

Joel's wolfish grin makes your clit throb with the beat of your heart. Your tactics seem to work because he adjusts his big bulge and groans,

“My truck. Now.”

You can’t get up fast enough and then hurry to the exit, feeling Joel’s eyes on your swaying ass.

The parking lot is dark, illuminated only by one street light, and almost empty except for a few cars. Joel motions to his truck and you shiver when you walk there but not because of the cold. The culprit is an anticipation of his hands on your body, his cock deep inside you.

Before getting in you stop with your back to your step uncle.

”Wanna show you something.”

You bend over slightly and then lift your skirt. He sees your bare ass and you hear a whistle.

“Juicy.” He grabs your asscheeks but you swat his hands away.

“No, Joel. Wait.“

You push your ass out and spread your cheeks so he could see a pink jeweled butt plug, shaped like a heart.

“Fuck, angel, this for me? Been training your ass to take my big dick?

“Yeah. I thought you might miss it.”

You sigh when he presses his whole frame to yours. His big hands start kneading your naked cheeks and he licks the side of your neck and sucks a hickey into your delicate skin.

“Tommy asked me to leave this as a message for everyone.”

“What’s the message?” You breathe out, grinding your butt against Joel’s bulge.

“This pussy‘s taken. You’re ours.”

You moan, reveling in the possessiveness of the brothers and the sensation of Joel’s heavy body, pressing you against the truck, and you’re slowly but surely drenching your inner thighs. Soon the need overtakes any pride you have left.

“Fuck me, Joel. Fuck my ass. Please.”

“Sure, angel,” he growls, taking a step back, and pulls you off the truck. ”Inside. On your back.”

You do as you’re told, drunk with desire and excitement, and lie down on the faux leather seat at the back of the car. Joel settles between your thighs and throws your left ankle on his shoulder, opening you up for him.

“You often fuck here?” you ask, noticing how fast he found a comfortable position.

He replies with a smirk, “No, only on special occasions.”

You shoot him a playful wink.

“Aww. I’m flattered.”

“Ya should be. I’ll probably spend ages cleaning everything off your slick, little slut.”

“Fuck you,” you giggle and spread your thighs wider, as he grabs your hips and lifts them a little.

The hem of your skirt slides to your waist and Joel leers at your exposed pussy. In the almost dark car his eyes are glinting like those of a predator in a night forest. Your breath hitches as you marvel at his handsome features, accentuated by the dim yellow glow from the outside.

Joel seems to be mesmerized by you too.

“Here she is. Wet little pussy.”

He covers your cunt with his big hand and you shiver when his warm palm squeezes your cold folds.

A gasp crawls up your throat as Joel begins playing with your slippery cunt, drawing soft moans from you—he slides his fingers over your lips, massages your mound, lightly grazes your eager clit and when he lowers his hand and brushes the pink heart of your butt plug, you buck your hips, calling for him to take you.

His light ministrations feel so good you might cry but they are not enough to satiate your thirst so you yank the neckline of your top down and start kneading your naked breasts.

“Fuck, angel, never met anyone this horny and cock hungry.”

You don’t reply, fully lost in the sensations, but Joel demands your attention by flicking your clit and you cry out as a jolt of pain mixed with pleasure shoots through your body.

“Joelllll,” you whine but then a hazy smile blooms on your face and your step uncle notices it.

“How could I forget that my little niece likes a lil bit of pain with her pleasure? Dirty fucking girl.”

You smirk and Joel continues,

“I see you clenching your holes, baby. That pretty plug of yours nearly jumped out of your asshole. Let’s make it dance.”

Suddenly he slaps your pussy with an open palm and you whine,

“Fuck, Joel.” Your body jerks and all your muscles contract. His hot palm lands on your blooming cunt again and again, the strokes light but precise and sharp. Your soft moans fill the truck, sometimes interrupted by Joel’s encouragement.

“Doing good, angel— ya know ya deserve it—look at ya asshole sucking in the plug— your pussy’s winking at me—can ya come like that, baby?”

Through the lustful fog in your head, you barely register what he wants from you but when you do, your fingers start twitching your nipples, pushing yourself closer to the edge.

Slap—slap—slap, Joel spanks your slicked puffy folds and when his wet hand hits your clit just right, you cry out. Your head dips into the seat, your back arches as you come undone from Joel’s rough caress and he praises,

“Yeah, like that, angel. Good fucking slut.”

It takes you some time to stop trembling and when your limbs and body relax, you find Joel’s obsidian eyes drinking in every sign of your ecstasy.

“That was…Wow. Never came from spanking before.”

“‘s weird considering what a bratty bitch you can be. I’d think every second lover wants to slap your cunt.”

You smirk and flutter your eyes shut, still melting after experiencing such an incredible pleasure.

But they immediately snap open when you feel your butt plug move. You see Joel’s eyes glued to your puckered hole, held open by the jeweled toy.

“Joel?” Your voice is strained by the overwhelming sensation of the plug shifting its position inside you and you lift yourself on your elbows to see what he’s doing.

“I really missed your tight hole, angel. Very. Much.”

Joel empathizes each word by moving the plug in and out of your asshole. It glides smoothly, covered with lube and now your slick. You bite your lip, and whimper at the sight and feeling of your tight hole, stretching around the shiny head of the plug and then clamping around its base.

“Damn,” Joel mumbles to himself, as his fingers leave the plug and he begins unbuckling his belt. “Your asshole‘s drenched by your needy pussy. Might do without lube.”

“Yeah, Joel, fuck me raw. ‘s ok if it burns a little.”

“Shit, angel. Naughty slut. Look what ya doing to me.”

Joel unzips his jeans and tugs them down and your eyes are graced with the sight of his huge hard cock. The tip looks like a fat shiny lollipop and you almost drool seeing it bob over your naked cunt.

“Let’s replace the toy with something better, baby”.

Joel’s hand confidently wraps around the base of his stiff manhood while the other pulls on the plug. Your asshole clenches around it tightly, not letting it go, but Joel slowly slides it out and your ring closes.

Your chest is heaving with a mixture of excitement and nerves as Joel slides his cock between your soaked folds, wetting it, and then nudges your asshole with his leaking tip. He pushes in and you take a deep breath to relax but your hole is too tight.

“C’mon, little slut, relax for me.”

”Yeah,” you nod obediently and lie back down, looking up and trying to relax your muscles.

”‘s like that, open up for me, angel. You’ve taken me before.”

“Yeah, but … when I took your huge dick Tommy was there. He knows how to make me relax.”

You find Joel’s obsidian eyes, and then look down at his lips. The man scoffs.

“I ain’t gonna smooch ya forehead, baby. And ‘good girl’ for sure ain’t about you, little slut. So let’s try something else.”

Suddenly you feel Joel’s cock bump into your hardened clit. You whimper, hazy eyes locked with Joel’s, and he drops his head and starts drawing circles over your sensitive bud with his slippery tip.

“Ya like when I do this?”

”Yeah.”

“Good, breathe, baby. Unclench for me. Uncle wants to ruin your tight ass.”

He’s swirling your clit for some time and when the sensation of him, massaging your pussy, brings you close to the second climax, he slides his cock down to your crack and pushes into your tight ring.

With a gasp you feel your asshole give in as he inserts his mushroom head inside your ass, slowly but assertively. Your nails dig into the faux leather of the seat while Joel groans and closes his eyes and you watch his handsome weathered face twist in pleasure.

“Fuckkk,“ he growls and your heart sings, seeing him enjoy your body that much. Not minding the dull pain and the feeling of fullness, you whisper,

“Deeper, Joel. Want your whole cock in my ass.”

He opens his eyes and smirks at you,

“‘Course, angel. Gonna use you so good, you won’t be able to sit for a week.”

His promise should probably make you nervous but lust has completely taken over your body and mind so you bend your legs and press them to your sides, submitting your body to him like an offering.

Joel’s huge hands grab your asscheeks, he spreads them and holds you open before rolling his hips, pushing his cock deeper into you.

He’s grunting and groaning while you’re breathing in and out steadily, opening up for him more and more. Letting him claim the deepest part of you.

Soon Joel bottoms out with a satisfied sigh and stops his movement.

“Look at that, angel. My dick’s fully inside ya ass.” His eyes are focused on the place where he’s sheathed inside you. ”Fuck, I’m so happy Tommy married your mother. It brought me here.”

He chuckles and drops his head back in pleasure and you lift on your elbows to see the way you are joined and watch your asshole flex around the base of his cock.

“Yeah, glad we met, Joel. Now can you please move?” You whine, desperately needing more. Joel doesn’t make you wait- he grabs your hips tighter and slowly pulls his cock out almost to the tip and then slams it back inside as you moan and grab onto the seat.

He starts off slow, rhythmically moving his stiffness inside your ass, then pulls out his glistening shaft half way out of you, spits on it, and plunges back in your canal. You moan as the wetness adds to the pleasure, coursing through your body, and soon your sweet sounds and Joel’s groans fill the inside of the truck.

You whine your step uncle’s name and your hand slithers down to your cunt.

“What is it, little slut? Aw, your needy pussy’s lonely,huh?”Joel mocks, through gritted teeth, and you gloat inside thinking that he must have a real hard time trying not to burst inside you.

But you decide to be a good girl for him so you bite your lip, pull your eyebrows together and nod.

“You’re cute, let’s fill your sloppy hole too then.”

Joel leans down and brings his index and middle fingers to your mouth.

“Make ‘em all nice and wet, angel.”

You smile and take his thick digits between your lips and lick them, glide your tongue over his skin, coating it in your saliva.

When Joel decides it’s enough, he pulls them out and straightens, slowing down his thrusts.

With his cock deep in your ass, he pushes two of his fingers into your crying pussy and you both watch both of your holes being spread wide around Joel.

“Fuck, I’m so full. Your fingers are like another cock inside me.”

“Ya welcome,” he mumbles and starts fucking both of your entrances— your ass with his cock, your pussy with his hand.

If you were enjoying yourself before now you’re in heaven.

“Yes, Joel, don’t stop,” you moan and the man growls in response. His thick and long cock in your ass takes so much room that your pussy channel feels tighter, his fingers stimulate you so much better, that in no time your walls start contracting around his fingers. Squelching sounds of your weeping cunt makes Joel fuck into your holes faster and soon you unravel under his ministrations, crying out his name and arching your back off the seat. You’re trembling all over, cock dumb, pleasure drunk, biting your puffy lips and leaving scratches on the seat.

When you relax and melt under the man, he pulls his fingers out of your pussy, and slowly thrusting into your ass, lets you clean them up.

”Lick it off, angel, be a good girl.”

You lazily taste yourself and then he covers your body with his, pressing you into the seat, his hips flush with your asscheeks.

“Gonna come soon, baby. Gimme some sugar.”

With that he kisses you passionately and begins hammering into your ass, reaching the deepest spot inside you, feverishly chasing his climax.

Seizing this moment of unity with him, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and hold him tight, while your tongues are moving against each other. You’re gladly letting him take everything from you and soon his muscles tense under your touch and he makes a few hard thrusts and then moans into your mouth and begins spurting ropes of hot cum inside you. He’s filling you up to the brim, his throbbing cock moving in and out of your tight canal, pushing his cum deeper into your stretched ass.

You’re nuzzling his cheek, tasting his skin with your tongue, and the overwhelming feelings in your chest make you forget your complicated relationship with the man stuffing you so well and you purr his name into his ear, softly, gently, pouring so much into these four letters. Joel locks eyes with you, while his cock still twitches inside you from time to time.

His gaze is relaxed, soft and satisfied, rid of the usual sharpness, mockery, guard.

Your throat squeezes and your breath hitches when you realize that you’re staring at someone else, someone deep inside Joel you know and before he disappears, hides behind the wall, you kiss him gently, hug him close, and he gives you all of that back.

A few minutes later Joel’s tucking his cock back into his jeans, groaning about your slick and scratches all over the seat. The asshole is back.

“Maybe ya wanna lick off your mess, angel?”

“Fuck off,” you snap, fixing your clothes, and then get into the front of the truck and carefully sit down on the passenger seat. Your ass is sore and plugged up again with Joel’s cum inside. ”A warm farewell gift for ya,” he laughed.

“Going raw was a mistake,” you complain with a hiss and watch him get behind the wheel with a lit cigarette between his lips.

“Take me to the dorm,” you command and Joel glares at you without moving.

“Please, uncle Joel,” you bat your lashes with exaggeration and he starts the car.

You immediately take out your phone and call Tommy.

“Hey, baby.”

“Daddy! Guess who just fucked my ass!” You chirp with excitement into the speaker.

You hear Tommy chuckling, Joel curses and smiles at you.

“I need the details, baby.”

You give Joel a wink and start talking.

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[mygirlapril2]

picked the fam up from the airport

April was excited to see me it made my day, she was practically dragging her mother she was pulling so hard. We went to nana chimps, the I took her to the park and went for ice cream (pink with sprinkles). Perfect little angel the while time.

Later we went home and played in the garden and went in the garage 'that's a lovely garage daddy', 'I love it in the garage' so funny because there's absolutely nothing in there! Im the gaden she said 'i wish i could stay with you' i told her she is staying with me and she looked sooo happy! And she Ate most of her dinner and played with neco, what more could a daddy want! ❤️ 😍 💖 ❣️ 💕 💘 ❤️

[thenobleprincex]

📸 bonuccileo19 E auguri a Te. Un anno.

[imagine--if]

Hiya! I've got an idea for an Eddie Nashton imagine, tho it's a bit random hehe

What about him waking up facing the love of his life and she's kind of awake too, so he's just being all over her and giggly, not talking because they don't wanna break the peacefulness of the night 💚

Thank you, I love your writing!

A/N: No problem, I love random!! Enjoy 🥰 (Just letting you guys know that my inbox is pretty full and I'm gonna try going through all requests in order of when I got them first, so if you've requested recently/want to, that's awesome! - I'm not gonna close my inbox, dw - it just might take a little while, but I promise I'll get to you all 💕)

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Fluff and clinginess, little bit suggestive 😍

Words: 653

The room was almost completely enveloped in darkness, only lit up by dim green LED lights dangled across the bedframe. Your idea. Eddie loves it.

And as he stares at you after a while of unsuccessful attempts to drift off to sleep, the smile playing on his lips grows slowly as he notices how the soft illumination makes you look even more angelic. You're right where you belong, with him, at night, so he can protect you from the scum and be with you to love you forever and ever. That's the way things are supposed to be, he's sure of it.

Apart from the steady breaths from the both of you, the air holds silence, and Edward shifts slightly closer to you, hesitant to touch you in case it disturbed your sleep in any way. Gentle fingers brush your hair from your cheek, and he resists the urge to kiss it, muffling a breathy whine against the pillow.

You sigh lightly, half-awake, finding yourself drifting in and out of sleep. Eddie's quick to notice, and his smile widens as he confidently wraps his arms around your frame, pulling you snugly against him. He's almost scared to breathe, scared to say anything at all, not wanting to break the perfect moment. So you cuddle in silence, smirking sleepily when you hear his breath catch in his throat when you nuzzle closer into his chest.

You catch Edward's adoring, wide-eyed gaze, and hold back a small laugh, instead, running your fingers through his hair. He melts into the touch instantly, his legs practically folded around your middle as he lets a quiet hum of contentment leave him.

After a minute or so, he moves to rest his forehead against yours, his hands cupping your face delicately as his green stare bleeds into yours. You can read them pretty well. Edward loves the attention, loves the warm feelings, but doesn't want you to miss out on sleeping and be tired the next day because of him.

You wrap your arms around his neck to give him a sweet kiss, and Edward eagerly returns it, hands leaving your face to tightly wrap around your waist. His lips press and suck at yours needily, and you tug at his hair, something you know he loves. You smile as you hear him moan softly, parting with a lovestruck look on his face before he dips his head to adorn your neck with smaller, sloppy smooches.

You sigh, rubbing your hands against his back and gazing up at the ceiling, before your eyes light up at a thought. Your hands slide against his back before resting at his side... and then you tickle them with a grin.

Eddie immediately bursts into a fit of giggles from the crook of your neck, his hands quickly moving from their place to grab at your and stop you. He flips you over in one quick move, and grins at your vulnerable position under him. But instead of getting you back, he settles for pressing a loving kiss to your cheek, nuzzling back into your neck and gently manoeuvres himself to rest on top of you in a way that's comfortable for the both of you. Your arms go around his frame again, and Edward's fingers trace the skin of your arms lightly, making you smile at the tickly sensation.

He's drawing invisible question marks and hearts onto your skin, after you pause and pay attention. Eddie then drags a finger up, stops and moves to the space next to it, a long flick down, a circle, a spike upwards, a curl to the right, and a 'u' shape, finishing with another heart...

You smile happily as you figure out the words, 'I love u <3', and press a kiss to his forehead, retreating back into a satisfied sleep. This time, Edward falls asleep with you, and the green freckled, silent darkness continues.

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[still-a-morosexual-help]

Yep! Mammon is not perfect, but well, nobody is, so it's fine! We love him as he is 💗💖💗

I like your hc of Mammon reading about human injuries 😍 and probably about first aid as well? Also you explanation about Michael missing brothers as "perfect angels" - I didn't realise it before I had read it here, and now I absolutely agree with you.

(Mild spoilers to S3?) Nearly all of MC's plans in S1 were Mammon ideas. I am very impressed by his abilities and I see it as "his thing". He is full of plans and ideas, and they worked because he knows his brothers very well. It was a bit annoying when in S3 Lord Dia mentioned that the idea to put Luci and Satan into a game belonged to Levi.. really, Levi has a lot of his own achievements, please don't take Mammon's, pretty please 😭

Actually it's a bit upsetting how they ignore Mammon's achievements (not sure if it's a correct word, but oh well..). In S3 Mammon helps MC again in the cafe. He didn't have to, but he agreed because of MC, and his idea was good and it could work. Nonetheless Simeon calls him useless and tells his brothers that cafe's problem is a Mammon's fault (which is absurd and I see Simeon in a different light since then).

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My MC.. her name is Lira and she is more or less self-insert 😅 She is a wildlife carer, absolutely crazy about birds, loves bats and other animals as well. Mammon's crows are her best friends, and she is mesmerised by his bat wings (ahh I should send you a video of baby flying-fox I raised last year, she was amazing! and her wings were so soft 💗💗💗).

Lira left her family in her home country to go study abroad, so she used to live without them.

She is a "big sister" type, calm, confident, caring and trying to help everyone. Always has some snacks with her in case Beel is hungry, always have some cash in case Mammon doesn't have money for his lunch (like in his homescreen text)), willing to help Luci with his papers, or make him some coffee etc (well, I think it's just a regular MC from the game???). Makes Mammon a bath or makes him breakfast, this sort of things, never says things which may hurt him (I hate some of the game chats because my MC would never tell things like "do you have any good qualities?" even as a joke 😭😭😭). Very protective of animals, kids, Mammon and any others who she has taken under her wing. Extremely loyal to Mammon as her friend and especially as her partner (later). If Luci hangs him again and forbids to take him down, she will just stay there with him damn be any plans, work or lessons.

As soon as she realised that Mammon is bringing her luck in money, she started to plan how to use it to earn more, to save and invest, so they could get rid of Mammon's debts and get a passive income enough to prevent him from making new debts. Would do anything to free Mammon from witches (at least those who are his debt collectors).

Absolutely oblivious when somebody is flirting with her. Thinks they are just being kind or polite. Very surprised to find out about Mammon's feelings, thinks it's just a platonic affection towards "older sister". Determined to keep relationships with Mammon on friendship level as she is too scared to lose him. Not very successful in it after all 😅.

Loves spontaneous events and trips. "Why not??" is our motto).

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I love your fics, I have read several of them, and they are beautiful. My favorute so far is about bird!Mammon, it feels so genuine and it's sooo about HIM, like, about his personality, idk how to explain. But it is beautiful.

And I am very glad you mention your fics and give links, it's much easier to find them this way!!! thank you!

Yes we do!💕💕

Thank you! I have such clear ideas of what Michael and Raphael will be like built purely from the little snippets of information that OM! has given us and I have such a clear idea of what they look like that even though I'm excited for them to show up it's gonna hurt watching all those existing ideas be smashed🥲

Yes! I was wondering if I remembered it wrong in S3 cause I was sure the game thing in s1 was Mammon's idea? Is it bad that I'm liking the depth they're giving Simeon? Instead of being the pure sweet angel he's got a more cunning/shrewd side and I'm all for it:

1. Stealing and lying to Michael

2. The passive aggressive way he spoke to Diavolo in S2

3. Whatever he did to get demoted

4. The brothers in S3 clarifying that it's not that Simeon is more easy going than the other Seraphim it's just that they're way too intense

5. The way he was such a hardass during the play

Just, Simeon's got secrets and I desperately wanna find out more about them and him

Do you have any pictures or picrews of her?🤩

Yesss pls!! Send me pics of her! I've always wanted to pursue something related to animals and being a wildlife carer was on top of my list but unfortunately there aren't much options for it here and I had to change directions (though I do plan on moving in a couple years to a place where it is possible so fingers crossed?)

She sounds so cool, I'm an absolute mess of a person irl (Whenever I'm writing Mammon, I always draw from some of my own characteristics and responses cause I relate with him way more than I do with MC) so having a big sister friend or mom friend is the best thing ever? Yeah general MC also keeps food for Beel on them and makes lucifer coffee, and let's Mammon borrow money! Right!? That good qualities thing pissed me off so much (and did I write a whole 6k hurt/comfort fic based off that one chat? Yes.*) and at least MC in the main storyline can always be nice to Mammon

Yes!! We definitely need more people to be protective of him and whenever someone mentions that their MC uses the money they gain from Mammon's love to free him from his debt my heart just💝💖💗💓💞💕💟❣❤🧡💛💚💙💙💜🤎🖤🤍

Mammon is just so open about his love for MC, despite how hard he tries to hide it, so imagining exactly how oblivious Lira must be to not get it is hilarious??? When does she realise it? What happens during the opportunity to kiss him on S1?

HIII THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!? I had so much fun writing that I almost wished I could make it into a full fic? BUT one of my first prompts for Mammon & MC was about dragon!Mammon and I loved it so much I ended up writing a 10 chapter outline for it so I figured once I start posting that, it would fill the quota for actual monster Mammon... I'm so glad it felt like him cause I worried without dialogue his characterisation wouldn't fit. Thank you so much for letting me know your thoughts on it!

Okay so I'm gonna take that to heart and add the link to my Mammon x unnamed gender-neutral MC 6.4k hurt/comfort fic based around the "Best Qualities" chat:

* Certified Idiots™

Someone had hurt their First Man and they'd walk through hell to make things right.

[merry-andrews]

Rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people!

Thank you dear @norafike for tagging me!(we both do love Modern Talking, I see!😆💕)

Honestly most of my songs are 80's version so forgive me!😅

1. All Messed up by Trevor Something(for when I play GTA Vice city)

2. All night by Trevor Something (for when I read Morbell... it's such a sappy song I remember I was listening to this song and I was reading 'Absolution' and I was cryiiiing!😭 just imagine I went for that part when Micah got hurt because he thought Arthur didn't love him and the song was on "what can I say, what can I try to make you mine" part!!!)

3. Witchqueen of Eldorado by Modern Talking (for when I play RDR! yeeha yee hae hoh hoo!)

4. Genesis by Nightcrawler (for when I read Morbell! I listened to it first time when I was reading 'Communication Breakdown' written by amazing 'Mimerswell' and I fell so in love with this song!!😍)

5. Sleepwalking by The Chain Gang Of 1974 (for when I play GTAV or read Trevor/Michael stories!😊)

6. After dark by mr. Kitty (for when I read 'The Hateful Eight' stories!)

7. Bad girl by Daya (because it's an amazing song!!!)

8. Mechanical love by Trevor Something (this one is just so perfect)

Tagging: my dear Katie!(I love you Katie!!😙) @kaaate , dear @tahitianmangoes 💖💕💖, dear @ttuesday (I LOVE YOU!), @lazydayattheloft (my darling girl!!🤗💜), @real-fanta-sea 🍀, @funkwhistle , @inkrabbit , @vanderlindeee (you're amazing!💛💖💛) , my dear friend @almygdala 🤗, and dear @gottaread2 , @cowboywaffles , @micahonline , @anarchist-lolita , @mallr4ts , aaaaaand my little angel @spitfirebomber !😊🤗

Oh and @parsnip-enthusiast !!! Of course!😆💕💕

[mrsgiovanna]

Narancia: I'm gonna get to the bottom of Gio's little Gios in his brain! He's sleeping so now is the perfect time! *tiptoes over to Giorno and places his ear on Giorno's head*

- Inside Giorno's mind -

Haruno: *singing the Spongebob theme song*

Angel Giorno: *making loving eyes at Bri's photo while decorating the frame with flowers* Oh my darling Bri~♡.

Devil Giorno: *cackling like a madman* I've got several pranks to get back at you, Abbacchio!

GER: ...You know, if someone were to look/listen in on this right now, they would think that my user was completely a kid with a lot of thoughts and imagination and not a Don of Passione.

Devil Giorno: Yeah, well, who's gonna know?

GER: Well, there's me.

Angel Giorno: And you can always say that we are just thoughts in Giorno's brain.

GER: Yeah, that's technically true...

Haruno: But it would be nice if someone can hear us! Maybe they might like us!

- Outside -

Fugo: *enters the room* ... *whispering: Narancia, what are you doing?!*

Awwww 😂🥺🤲😍 precious bbs

Narancia: shhhhh you're going to wake him up or scare them off!

Fugo: still on about that *sigh* you can ask him in the morning. Come on, we're going to have to wake up early tomorrow.

Narancia: but I want to catch them off guard

Fugo: yeah but this is too creepy, enough, go to bed

Giorno: uhm what are you guys doing?

Fugo and Narancia : o_O

Narancia : it's a dream... Go back to sleep...

Fugo: uh yeah... *to Narancia* really? That's the best you could come up with?!

Narancia: well you didn't say anything!

*both squabbling as they leave the room*

Giorno: *smiles* turns over and sleeps peacefully

Awwwww lol that was so so adorable, I hope you have the best day, as always, tysm my sweet 🤲🥺🌟💕❤️⭐♥️💐💖🐞

[kpoptrashlord-007]

Mafia Seonghwa anon back at it again bc I can’t focus on my schoolwork for the life of me

Idk if it’s just be but every single stage for Deja Vu has been absolutely mesmerizing??? Like?? Guys calm down we SEE YOU ahhhh naur (sorry I’m also whipped for skz Aussie line-and Jake from Enha-so my keyboard autocorrects “no” to “naur” and I think it’s the funniest thing but then again my brain is made of cheese) but I think if I had to choose it would be the one they did for MCountdown like two weeks ago or something? That one was just ✨chef’s kiss✨ from the vocals to the outfits to the stage itself it was perfection 🤩

Also take your time love! I’m also the same anon who requested the brownie boy Felix fluff/angst so I will patiently look forward to your works 🥰

Much much love 💛💛💛

Have a lovely weekend!! Thank you for all your work :))

Ugh sorry again my brain takes time to catch up. I also wanted to say WHOO I’m going to swoon bc that’s exactly how I imagine mafia/yandere Hwa to be like, we’ve already seen him being protective as heck being the soft angel he is now just imagine that x100 if he was a secret Mafia boss with a yandere personality ajsjwjsixiskxk

SIMP MODE IN OVERDRIVE-

*malfunctions*

*blows up*

Hi hi Mafia Seonghwa && Brownie Boy Felix Anon!

Hehe, good luck with your school work! I hope it's at least a little bit fun. If it isn't, imagine Seonghwa is your tutor 🤔 though I think that would just distract me more.

Thanks for the rec! I'll look that stage up soon ♡

There's this part with Yeosang that kills me everytime. I wonder if I can find a GIF. I really am right there with you. They're really bringing it and I love it ♡ SKZ too. Their album was fire 😍

Idk, this GIF is just on repeat in mind!! and...

This whole part!!

Uh... I think I got distracted 🤔

Yasss!! I'm glad you think so too!! Mafia Seonghwa really will be something else! He has such a dominant undertone despite being so soft and sweet and it'll be so fun to explore. A mafia boss alone would be hot hard to deal with but add a sprinkling of yandere? What a treat!

Naur is cute and I love Aussie line too but, as an Aussie, I might be biased 🤭 I do love seeing the boys get the love they deserve. Jake always gets a tonne of hate and it's just BS.

And thank you again for being so patient and lovely 🥺 I'll be sure to get to both fics asap! You're so sweet for stopping by again and I appreciate you very much! Much love and good luck with that pesky school work 🙌💕

[beibiipinku]

I finally watched the first Utena musical yayyy!!!

I had wanted to watch it for a long time, but I was always late to @empty-movement streams and I couldn’t find any other place to watch it... until today... (๑>◡<๑)

As with Three sisters, I made some gifs and I’m gonna say some things about the musical( ^ω^ ) (I think this will become a habit here on my blog hehe)!!!

LET’S BEGIN🌷✨

first we have UTENAAAA played by AMI NOUJOUUUU, who I really love!!! I met her as Jupiter and I’m really happy to see her again as UTENAAAA(*≧∀≦*) She played her so good, she really reminded me of her🥺💗

then we have YUKA ANGEL VOICE YAMAUCHI who played Anthy😩💕I met her in NogiMyu as well, but she doesn’t get any chance to sing properly😞BUT HAVE YOU HEARD THE COVERS SHE POSTS ON INSTAGRAM????? ALSO, she’s literally Anthyyyyy(*´꒳`*)I love her sm

next one is Touuuuga, played by Kimito Totani, (whom I didn’t know before this hehe) I don’t know what to say haha, he was great... it’s been a long time since I saw men acting so it was strange haha😛my mom said he was handsome(´･_･`) and I was like ಠ_ಠ but yeah... let’s continue

*sigh*( ´ ▽ ` ) saionjiiiiiiii (played by Shoujirou Yokoi) I loved him, I really did, I liked this Saionji better than the anime one (obviously) His voice was so so good, I really really liked it!!! Too bad they changed him for the second musical T^T

next one is Mikiiii (played by Natsuki Osaki) okay, so, first I’m gonna say that I would have casted a girl to play Miki, (Come on, am I the only one who thought Miki was a woman when he first appeared on the anime?) Natsuki was good, he’s a great actor, I liked him, but his voice just didn’t sound like Miki’s (>_<) (I’m just a little bit glad they changed him for the second musical, even though I don’t know yet how Yuta is as Miki)🤔

next is: JURIONAAAA \(//∇//)\

No, I’m not done with Riona yet!!!

RIONA MAKES MY HEART MELT EVERY TIME I SEE HER (〃ω〃) IM SO HAPPY TO FINALLY LISTEN TO RIONA’S VOICE!!! cause in Sera Myu she never sings alone🥺AND I AM AMAZED, HER VOICE IS WONDERFUL😩💗😍💕🥰

Then we have the THE QUEEN Arisa Suzukiiiii!!!!💛💛💛Omg SHE IS NANAMI, she literally IS(*^◯^*) I love her so much!!!! And her voice ahhh(*´꒳`*)

And last but not least we have: Yumeeee MY SWEET YUMEEEE, WHO better to play Wakaba than YUME TAKEUCHI? (´・ω・) now she just turned (along with Riona) into the person I’ve seen the most in musicals and plays!!!! And I’m so happy bout it T^T cause I really really really love Yume, she is so sweet and her voice is so PERFECT, it leaves me shocked every time I hear it!!!(●´ω｀●)

So yeah that’s it, on Tuesday we’ll be watching the second musical yayyy!!!! So look forward for other one of these(*^ω^*)

[seokjinger-ale-fic-recs]

Lemon, oh my gosh, this fic was so incredibly beautiful! You had me in tears several times - in the best way! 💕 You wrote the plot brilliantly! All the metaphors and the little hints that you wove in that lead up to the reveal at the end were just *chef’s kiss*.

I relate to the reader so much, and I wish I could give her the most giant hug! I lost both of my parents to cancer in the last 6 years, and I have felt so many of the same things that the reader has. The holidays are incredibly hard after that kind of loss, and you captured those difficult emotions perfectly. Having to go through holiday traditions without your parents seems almost impossible, especially the first couple years, and you desperately cling to memories of them because it’s all you have left. And then to have people bringing it up all the time when you would give anything to just not feel that grief for even a minute can be so frustrating (even though they mean well). You have to find the right person to talk to at the right time so that you don’t spend your entire life in tears. And I felt the reader’s struggle with her job in my soul. When you’re taking care of a sick loved one, you tend to forget how to take care of yourself, and you basically just do whatever you have to to get by. Then after they’re gone, you feel completely lost. I feel like the reader and I are similar in that we’ll go to crazy lengths to help the people around us (like the reader with both her mom and Namjoon), but we can’t do the same for ourselves. I ended up in a horrible job just like the reader because of that, and it took me years to realize I deserved better and quit. It made me so incredibly happy to see the reader quit her job, open herself up to Namjoon, make new traditions, and really begin to heal ❤️

And omg Namjoon! 🥺 He’s such an angel!! He is unfailingly sweet and gentle. Even though he has strong feelings for the reader, he lets her set the pace for their relationship and never pushes her to talk about or do anything that she doesn’t want to do. Between his endearing personality, calling the reader to make fun of Hallmark movies, the incredible museum exhibit, the book, and the comfort he gives to the reader when she needs it most, I was just a puddle on the floor over what a dreamboat he is 😍😭

You are such an amazing writer, and thank you so so much for sharing this beautiful story! It was emotional and heartwarming and perfect. It’ll be close to my heart forever and definitley something that I’ll be coming back to read again! 💜

Wrapped Together (M)

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Word Count: 18K Rating: M Genre: Christmas AU, Romance, Drama  Warnings: Protected sex, oral (m. rec.), referenced illness/death of parent, swearing, classism. Summary: Despite your best efforts to keep your head down, to self-preserve and endure what will no doubt be the worst Christmas of your life, you are still roped into volunteering for the hospital’s annual gift wrap fundraiser. The enticing factor that lured you out? The promise of a new shift partner, Kim Namjoon. Though your first day together starts off with a slight miscalculation of his skills for wrapping, he soon becomes your essential ally in the fight to get through this lonely holiday season.

| Secret Santa Collab | My Masterlist |

A/N: A big thank you to @kimtaehyunq​ for asking me to join her Secret Santa Christmas Collab, this was my first collab ever and I absolutely loved it. And of course to my beta readers @m00nchild-shi​ and @ladyartemesia​ thank you for helping me gain the courage to post this. I hope that this fic is able to bring a bit of comfort to those celebrating the holidays a little differently this year, so please enjoy!

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-5 Weeks Until Christmas-

Amidst the chatter of the office, a dull rumble reaches your ears and vibrates the desk beneath your fingers, waking you from the repetitive haze of your hundredth call report. The moment of confusion switches to frantic action when your brain finally catches on and recognizes it as your own personal phone. Scurrying through your purse, you nab it just in time, but after checking the caller ID you desperately wish you hadn’t. 

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