#aaand that's a wrap lmao i need to sleep

[fresh-bag-of-ham]

[tubatwo]

txt reaction: random kisses

summary: in which you miss your boyfriend so much you can’t help but kiss him!

pairing: reader x ot5

genre: fluff; 1.7k total

a/n: trying something new! I probably won’t do these too often because I have been overthinking each prompt for months! let me know if you prefer short or long stories for these! beomgyu’s is already longer lmao im having a bamtori moment ><

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yeonjun - when he’s busy

between group schedules and inkigayo appearances, it seemed like the universe didn’t want you and your boyfriend to have a moment together. of course you understood. he’s a busy idol after all, but it still didn’t make it hurt less. but one thing that yeonjun always told you is that the offer to visit him was always open, no matter how guilty you felt about it. and today just seemed like one of those days where you might actually take that offer.

after talking things through with the boys’ manager and getting a staff member to guide you, you arrive at the inkigayo filming area. it was strange to see how small the interview set was in real life, especially because everyone seemed to think it was an actual room!

you politely squeeze past a few people to get a better look at your boyfriend in action. you can’t help but smile at his cute mannerisms, charisma, and how everyone in the room seems to adore him. after a while, one of the staff members taps you on the shoulder and asks if you would like to move to his dressing room. you agree and wait patiently. 

the sound of the door opening interrupts your thoughts, and you look up to see your boyfriend with a shocked look on his face. “baby? you came?!” he exclaims excitedly. you smile warmly and run up to give him a sweet kiss that just so happens to be long overdue. yeonjun giggles as you deepen the kiss and wrap your arms around his neck. “mmph– I hate to interrupt, but what made you decide to finally come?” he pulls away, slightly flustered at how eager you are (but in a good way). 

“i’m sorry!” you whine, burying your head in his chest. “I missed you so much, and I’m sorry if this is a bad time–” yeonjun cuts you off by lifting your chin and placing another kiss on your lips.

“never a bad time, baby.” he shakes his head. “I’ve missed you so much, and I know things have been hectic lately…” you smile sadly and nod in agreeance. “but! i’m going to make it up to you this weekend, ‘kay? they just told us we have some free time.”

your eyes light up, and you hug your boyfriend tightly.

“I love you, yeonjun, thank you.”

“anything for you, baby.” 

soobin - when he’s sleeping too cutely 

you watch as your boyfriend’s chest rises up and down, letting out small puffs of air. you smile softly at how peaceful he looks, knowing full well how busy promotions have been lately. sometimes your boyfriend looked the most beautiful when he was sleeping. the one time when his mind wasn’t full of worries, and his shoulders no longer held the burdens of others. 

you quietly giggle as you scan over his body laying in a position that you just can’t seem to wrap your brain around. why is his leg twisted that way? you try your absolute hardest to keep your laughs to yourself. he needs his rest, but he just looks adorable… aaand you kinda miss him an abnormal amount. maybe it would be best for him to move anyway. he wouldn’t mind, right?  whatever happens, please forgive me. this is your fault for being too damn cute.

unable to resist your cuteness aggression, you lean down closer to his face and place a tender kiss on his cheek. then another. and another. and finally he shuffles. “mmm… y/n?” he murmurs sleepily. you bring your hand to his cheek to rub it softly. “hi baby, i’m sorry for waking you..” you whisper.

soobin pulls you close, copying your previous actions by kissing your cheek too. “s’ okay, i’ve missed you too.” 

wait what?

“ you… miss me too?” you echo. your boyfriend nods his head, shutting his eyes again as if nothing happened. “how did you know I was thinking that?” he lets out a snort at this. “because I love you, and I also know you like the back of my hand.” before you could even respond or complain, soobin leans in to kiss you deeply, making you sigh and melt into his arms. as you pull away, you quietly chuckle and tap the side of his arm.

“let’s head to bed, my love.”

beomgyu - when he’s playing video games

you could hear the echoes of your boyfriend’s yells from the other room. the two of you had spent the afternoon together visiting a local record shop and decided to spend the rest of the day relaxing at home. after watching a movie, you inevitably went your separate ways to do your own things.

however, you eventually got bored. there were only so many tiktoks you could scroll through without feeling drained. so, feeling curiosity take over you, you sneak back into your shared room, peeking at the back of your boyfriend’s round head. you watch him silently, waiting for his team to capture the objective. you had watched him play enough times to know when it was coming to an end.

“ah shit! that was a good game.” he says into the mic as the winning sign takes over the screen, then he queues into another game. as you tip toe closer to him, the chatter of his friends start to louden as the sound leaks from his headphones. 

you wrap your arms around beomgyu’s neck, resting them on his chest as you place a kiss on his cheek.

“babe?” he flinches a little at your sudden movement. “hey, what’s up?” he cancels the queue, ignoring the commotion and confusion coming from his discord call. 

“nothing… I just missed you…” you smile against his neck, turning his head to kiss him properly. as you smack lips, beomgyu gets a little dizzy. he lets out a few groans and a few giggles, eventually pulling away to look up at you with his lips curling into his famous v-shape

“you want me to log off?” he asks shyly. 

a part of you wants to say yes, but you already spent so much time with him for the day. you knew that he’s been trying his best to rank up recently, and time was never really on his side. it was important that you allowed him to have fun with his hobbies as well. 

you shake your head, fingers playing with the hair that was soon growing to meet his shoulders. "no, it's okay. enjoy yourself! besides, I missed watching you play," you smile, eyes filled with affection. “that is… if it’s okay? can I?” 

beomgyu can’t help but smile. one of his many favorite things about you was that you didn’t mind him playing his favorite games, and you even liked to watch and cheer him on too. 

���c’mon my little lucky charm,” he chuckles, patting his lap enthusiastically while pulling you down by your waist. 

despite the sound of keyboard clicks and endless trash talking coming from both your boyfriend’s mouth and his headphones, you drift off to sleep, occasionally feeling his lips meet your forehead. 

taehyun - when he’s working out

it had been an hour or so since taehyun left a small kiss on your cheek, telling you that he was going to the home gym room. with schedules in the way, it was hard to him to do his proper workouts the way he wanted to. you knew this, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit clingy after the tiring day you had.

after tiptoeing over to the doorway, you’re met with the sight of your boyfriend facing the other way while lifting a set of weights. you sneakily tiptoe over to wrap your arms around his waist while nuzzling your head into his neck. 

"hey," he says, a mix of amusement and affection in his voice as his body vibrates with laughter. "i’m kinda in the middle of something here, darling.”

you giggle, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on his sweaty cheek. "I know but…” you begin, smile slowly fading away as you remember the way you were late for work. the way your boss looked at you in disappointment as you gave your presentation. “I missed you a lot, i’m sorry.” 

taehyun’s expression softens, and he sets aside his exercise equipment for a moment to hold you in his arms. "I missed you too," he replies, returning your affection with a passionate kiss, reminding each other that even in the busiest of times, your love was always a priority. “how about I finish up really quickly, and then we can go out somewhere together?”

you smile and nod. 

“now, I could use a liittle more motivation to finish this set."

huening kai - when he’s practicing the piano

you peek in through the door that kai often used to practice, the sight and sound of your boyfriend’s fingers dancing across the piano making you smile. he notices your presence and stops. “oh? hi princess!”

you ignore his words and walk over to the stool where he was seated. you cup his face in your hands and kiss him softly, making him sigh happily.

“mmph- sit.” he manages to let out through kisses. 

“huh?” 

“sit on my lap.” he smiles at you.

you chuckle softly, a blush coloring your cheeks as you comply with his request. you gently sit on his lap, arms circling around his neck while you continue to shower him with affectionate kisses. a piano bench isn’t the most comfortable for two people on top of each other, but in this moment, with kai’s fingers lingering on your waist, it was the most comfortable place in the world. 

“I missed you, y’know…” you confess quietly, pulling back to rest your forehead against his. kai chuckles and tilts his head in confusion. “I haven’t gone anywhere, though?”

“I know, silly! but sometimes, even when you’re here, I miss you,” you sheepishly try to explain your feelings, starting to feel a bit embarrassed, “sorry if it doesn’t make sense…” 

kai’s expression softens, and he holds you a little tighter. “no no, I understand! I feel that way too sometimes,”  

“can we stay like this for a while?” you ask. 

“of course, princess.”

[poursomesunaonme]

@fittsythesnail asked:

ITADORI -> fade -> FLUFF

READY SET GO BABES

MY BABY BOYYYYYYY LOVE LOVE LOVE LMAO ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS IM SUCH A DUMBASS

cw: nightly routine n night night w yuuji<3

"when you fall asleep next to me / it's nice to have you by my side / to keep my body company"

“aaand… done!”  you clap your hands together, wiping the rest of the moisturzer off your hands when you finish rubbing it into yuuji’s skin.

he whirls around to look in the mirror, admiring the soft glow of his visage.  “you do this every night?”

“yup.”  you nod, turning towards your bedroom.  “gotta take care of your skin, babe.”

“huh.”  he taps a finger on his chin while following you to the bed.  “then i want you to do that every night.”

you laugh, settling into your side of the bed.  “you’re gonna learn to do it yourself, yuuji.”

he shakes his head, crawling clumsily over you to his side.  “uh-uh.  i like when you do it.”

“fine.”  you push him playfully as his limbs collide with your body as he struggles (purposefully) to get to his side.  “but it’s only because i love you.”

“and that’s the only reason i need.”  he finally gets settled in, turning over on his side to prop himself on his elbow to look at you.  you remain like this for a few moments, your head turned slightly to look at him as he breathes deeply, simply mesmerized by the sight of your face.

“i like this,” he murmurs after a while, laying down onto the pillow.

“like what?”

“falling asleep next to you.”

you smile softly, reaching out to pull a ball of fuzz from his pink locks.  “me too.”

“come here.”  he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you to his chest so that you can nuzzle into his sweatshirt and breathe in his sweet boy smell.  his heart beats against your nose.

“i don’t feel lonely when i’m with you,” you whisper into him, nearly inaudible.  but he understands, slipping a thumb under your shirt to rub at the small of your back.

“me either.”

“yuuji…”  you pull back from him to look up at him.  he peers down at you, eager to hear what you have to say even through the sleep beginning to cloud his eyes.

“hm?”

“do you…” you bite your lip, finding it easy to hold the gaze with those sweet brown eyes.  “do you wanna move in together?”

“hm?”  he grins, running a finger up your spine.  “would i?  of course i would!  half my life is already here anyway.”

he’s obviously referring to you, but there are little pieces of him everywhere.  his favorite snacks in the cabinets, his soda in the fridge, his toothbrush in the bathroom, the random pieces of laundry that snuck into the washer ended up in your drawers, half his shoes strung over by the front door.  you’d have to whip his messy habits into shape, but it would be a labor of love.

you snuggle back into his chest, happy to be in love with someone to accompany you through life, even those few hours that you spent unconsciously in the dream of sleep.

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[beefybuckrrito]

Splash

When you meet Ari while on vacation at the resort

Pairing: dad's best friend!Ari Levinson x f!reader (any color)

Work count: 3.9k

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, implied age gap but no specifics, pet names (pearl, honey), oral sex (f+m receiving), unprotected p in v sex, my little knowledge on diving and boats LMAO

Author's note: aaand she's back!! After a lil 2 month break I became too thirsty for Ari and needed to get this out. I was actually writing a different dbf!Ari but then this idea popped up and ran to the top of my list hehe Beta'd by the wonderful @mjolnir-steve who with @the-sal-del-mar kept giving me great thots and hype to see this through!! Please consider commenting and sharing if you like it! Feedback is always welcome 💖

Your fingers drummed on the outside of the car door to the tune of the song playing on the radio, the warm air rolling over your skin as your dad drove down the road toward the resort. It had been so long since your family had gone on vacation and your parents decided that your graduation and their upcoming anniversary was as good a time as any to plan a big trip. Your dad spent part of the drive recounting stories about a friend from college, the man who owned the place you would be staying in. You didn’t pay much attention, though, too excited to fully let the remaining stress from school melt off of you in the sun as you laid out on the beach.

You must have dozed in the warmth of the car as you were woken by the sound of your dad opening the trunk of the car. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you slid out of your seat and grabbed your bags before following your parents through the front doorway. Your eyes grew wide as you watched a man hop over the front desk and boisterously greet your dad. Long hair and a thick beard sat atop his beautifully tanned skin, his biceps bulging as he embraced your father. You caught a glimpse of the piercing blue eyes that were framed by long lashes as they glanced in your direction, making you desperate to avert your stare, suddenly finding the ceiling very interesting until your dad’s voice called for your attention.

“This is my girl, all grown up now.” Your father beamed as he introduced you to his friend. 

“Thank god she didn’t get your looks.” Ari chuckled as he punched the other man in the arm before extending his hand to you, “It’s a pleasure.” His grip on your hand was soft yet firm, his callouses a bit rough on your palm. You briefly wondered what they would feel like elsewhere on your body before your mother’s voice calling you down the hallway pulled you from your filthy thoughts. 

The excitement of getting to the ocean had you digging into your bag for a swimsuit, unpacking could wait. You quickly changed and made your way out of the balcony door, a sense of freedom washing over you knowing you could come and go as you pleased for the next week. School was done, your new job didn’t start for a few weeks, and you were basically flying solo as your parents were adorably wrapped up in each other for their anniversary. You dragged your feet through the warm, soft sand as you headed for one of the beach chairs off to the side. In no time, you were stretched out and happily sunning yourself, straw hat covering your face, as the waves made for the only sound you could hear. 

The rumbling of an engine caught your attention and you replaced your hat with sunglasses as you sat up. A small boat slowly came to a stop and a man stepped out onto the dock, making quick work of tying it up. Your heart began to pound against your ribcage when you recognized who the beard and broad shoulders belonged to as he turned around. He looked up from the ropes to see you watching him and offered you a big wave before jogging toward you. You quickly straightened yourself out a little as you watched him get closer, the black wetsuit only accentuating all of his bulkiness, thankful the darkness of your shades concealed your eyes.

“Beautiful place, isn’t it? You like it so far?” He flashed you a grin before looking out over the water.

“Y-yeah. It sure is something.” He had unzipped the top of his wetsuit and your eyes were glued to the dip between his pecs, your fingers itching to run through the newly exposed hair. Clearing your throat in an attempt to keep you from saying something stupid, you took off your sunglasses and looked up at him. “How was diving?”

“Wonderful, as always.” He took a moment to look at your relaxed form, taking in the way the sunscreen on your skin made it shine in the sunlight, noticing you slightly press your thighs together under his gaze. He liked that he could make you squirm so easily. He licked his lips and waited another moment before continuing, “How about I take you out sometime?”

You were lost under the heavy weight of his eyes on you, only focused on how long he was looking at you and the way his full lips moved over his white teeth. By the time his question reached your ears, you had forgotten the context. Did he really just ask you out?

“That’s a bit forward, no?” You tilted your head and crossed your arms, a smirk tugging at the corner of your lips, “I’ll think about it while you get my back? I’m due for another application.” You rolled onto your belly and wiggled your hips back and forth until you were comfortable. “Sunscreen is on the top of my bag.”

Ari’s brow quirked up in confusion for a moment, only to have the other join it in surprise as he watched you pull the string on the back of your top and undo the knot. He licked his lips again, the leftover saltiness from the sea on his mustache not helping his dry mouth at the moment. Clearing his throat and shaking his head, Ari sits on the edge of the chair beside your hip. “You know, you could just borrow a suit. Won’t need more sunscreen with it on... Although it sure makes you shimmer like a pearl.”

The second he mentioned the suit, it dawned on you. He was not asking you out. You were briefly thankful that your face was hidden by your arms, embarrassment making your face even hotter than the sun at this point, but you powered through it and turned your head to look at him over your shoulder. “You’re right. Tie me back up then you can show me the ropes?”

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After returning your bag to your room, you met Ari on the dock where he had laid out a black wetsuit similar in design to his. You pulled the snug material onto your body and pretended to admire the water while you knew his eyes were on you. 

Your parents had taken you diving a few years ago, so you were relatively familiar with it, but you just couldn’t help yourself with whatever little dance you had going with the resort proprietor. Leaving your suit only zipped to just beneath your breasts, you made your way over to watch Ari prepare the boat. “You’ll have to be careful with me, it’s my first time.” Your teeth sank into your bottom lip to keep the smile at your little white lie at bay.

“Gotta keep a precious pearl like you safe. I’ll be gentle.” Ari chuckled and stepped into the boat and extended his hand to you. The feel of your fingers on his palm made his belly stir a little and he wondered what it would feel like to have you touch him in other places. 

Once you were seated, he started the engine and you watched as the dock became smaller with your distance from the shore. You leaned back against the edge of the boat, watching Ari's hair move in the breeze as he steered the boat further out. You were again thankful for the dark lenses that shielded your eyes and the way they looked over the man’s physique. He was just so big, so beefy, and you were dying to see how far down the little peek of chest hair went. Little did you know he was looking at you just the same way. Sure, his head was held high and facing outward to the open ocean, but his own shades covered his longing gazes all over your body. He already had a good idea of what you looked like as your swimsuit had left little to the imagination, but he was still ever so curious about what was still hidden by the small pieces of fabric. 

Soon, the boat slowed to a halt and you watched as Ari dropped the anchor before sitting down across from you. “Really feels like we have the whole sea to ourselves.” You turned to look around you, only seeing the sea surround the boat for miles. Your heartbeat picked up a little, knowing you were really alone with Ari now. The beach was one thing, the resort was only a few steps away and anyone could walk out there at any time. But here? Just the two of you and the sounds of the ocean.

“Isn’t it great? Feels like you could do anything at all...” Ari had taken his sunglasses off at this point and winked at you before moving closer and zipping up the front of your suit. "Now, let's get you set up with some gear."

Before you knew it, you had a tank on your back, all straps affixed to you by Ari with slightly lingering touches here and there. Once you were both ready, he gently collected your hand in his and you slipped into the water together. Granted, it had been awhile since the last time you had dived, but you were able to regain your comfort fairly quickly and swam around Ari while smiling around your mouthpiece. Eventually, you both returned to the surface and climbed back in the boat. 

"Looks like you're more experienced than you let on, Pearl…" Ari looked at you pointedly as he shed his gear and unzipped his suit about halfway. 

"It's not the only thing I have experience with." You smoothed your hands over your hair to squeeze some of the water out before also opening the front of your suit. “Just trying to have a bit of fun on this vacation.” Leaning back against the side of the boat, your weight was on your elbows to subtly push your chest forward. You licked your lips as you watched a bead of water run from Ari’s soaked mane down his neck and between his pecs.

“What else do you have up your sleeve, then?” Ari licked his lips as he watched you stand.

You fully opened the suit and pulled it off your body. “Sleeves are off now. Wondering what I have hidden elsewhere?” You tilted your head, watching his chest heave slightly. 

“Oh, you know I am. How about you show me, hm?” Ari smoothly shed the neoprene layer and took a step toward you. 

His broad frame towered over you as he crossed his arms, the position making his chest and biceps look that much bigger and enticing. The swirls of short hair across his tanned torso begged to be touched. The borderline smug tone and drop in his voice weren’t helping, either. You were wet, and it wasn’t from the recent dip into the sea.

“It’s only fair if you do the same..” You pouted and tilted your head at him, trying to give your best puppy dog eyes. 

“Well, you have a top on and I don’t, so…” Ari gently drummed his long, thick fingers atop his bicep, mirth dancing in those stunning blue eyes. 

“What’s fair is fair…” Playfully rolling your eyes, you reached behind you to pull at the tie on your back first, the fabric becoming looser as you watched Ari’s eyes drop to your chest. You ran your fingers up your side before slipping them behind your neck and pulling at the little bow. Before the top had fallen to the ground, he was mere inches away from you, his height the only thing really separating your faces. A shiver ran through you as you watched his eyes roam over your shoulders and down to your breasts, your nipples already pebbled just from his intense gaze. “Playing field is even now. Your move.”

Ari smirked as he watched your gaze drop from his eyes down to his torso, then his hand as he slowly undid the knot in the drawstring of his shorts. The waistband hung low on his hips, and the urge to follow the trail of hair down his belly and underneath his shorts with your lips was becoming unbearable. Hooking your thumbs into the sides of your bottoms, your eyes returned to his. You both leaned forward just slightly as you pushed your respective clothing off your hips, bare to each other in the warm afternoon sunlight. Ari closed the distance between you by cupping the back of your head and leaning down, leaving just the slightest gap between your lips, leaving it up to you. 

In an instant, you weaved your fingers into his hair and pulled him down for a crushing kiss, your tongue already grazing his bottom lip. Ari hummed against your mouth and opened up to you with ease, his hand sliding from the back of your head and down your chest, cupping your breast gently. You pressed yourself further into his touch as you explored his mouth and nibbled at his plump lips. Ari broke the kiss to have his turn nipping and licking at your skin, making his way down the side of your neck and in between your breasts. 

You watched as the hunched giant of a man slowly dropped to his knees as he continued leaving wet kisses along your stomach and hips, both hands now kneading your breasts and rolling your nipples between his fingers. He traced patterns in the crease in your hips on both sides with his tongue, getting closer and closer to the place you wanted him most. He walked you backwards and gently pushed you onto the seat, your legs spreading immediately.

Ari groaned at the sight of how wet you were, nearly glistening. “If you aren’t just the prettiest pearl I’ve ever seen,” he mumbled into the inside of one of your thighs. Your skin was so soft against his lips and he loved watching your squirm as he rubbed his beard into the sensitive area. He dipped his head down further, running his nose through your folds to take in your scent and tease you before flicking the lightest lick against your clit. The sweet mewl you let out went straight to his dick and he pushed your thighs apart and dove into your pussy.

The fingers you still had in his hair gripped him tighter as he expertly lapped at your folds and sucked on your clit. The more your pleasure increased, the more you wanted to wrap your legs around his head, but Ari wasn’t having it. His large hands splayed across your inner thighs as he held your legs apart, lowering his head and slowly sliding his tongue into your entrance. The whine you let out as you clenched around his tongue only spurred him on, and he growled into your pussy, rubbing his beard through your juices as he drove you closer to the edge. “Come on, Pearl. Show me how pretty you are when you cum.” He managed to slip a finger inside you before you came, continuing to hum against your clit and pump his finger in and out of you to prolong your orgasm as much as he could. Your hips bucked up against his hand and face as you rode out your release, the haze of your satisfaction making you release his scalp. 

Ari watched your chest heave while you took a minute to catch your breath. Before he knew it, you had grabbed his shoulders and tried pulling him up onto the bench beside you. He chuckled at your attempt to move him and obliged, sitting beside you and throwing an arm around your shoulders. You shifted onto your hip to face him more and brought a hand up to knead his beefy pec as you nibbled at his earlobe. Your fingertips continued to travel down his muscular torso and watched his heavy cock twitch against his belly as you neared it. He groaned as you trailed kisses down his body and wrapped your hand around the base of his cock, your tongue poking out to collect the bead of precum that threatened to fall from the thick, red tip. He gently rested a hand on the back of your neck, not pushing you at all, just feeling your movement as you took him into your mouth. You hummed as you slowly began bobbing your head, tongue swirling around him as the heady taste of his skin and the sea filled your senses. Ari’s moans were music to your ears and you particularly loved when he bucked his hips up at you, rolling his heavy balls in your palm. He slid his hand down your back and roughly palmed your asscheek, earning him a low chuckle while you placed wet kisses all over his cock with a wiggle of your hips.

“Fuck, your mouth feels like heaven. Bet your pussy is going to feel even better.” His fingers squeezed your cheek again, this time moving further down and dipping a digit into your wetness, only to bring it back and circle it around your smaller hole. You whined against the hard flesh in your mouth as you clenched around nothing. Dipping your head lower, you took all of him down your throat until your nose brushed the hair surrounding his base, then hollowed your cheeks and pulled off of him with a pop!

“I need you inside me right now, Ari.” You turned over, pulling both knees underneath you on the seat and grabbing the side of the boat. A mischievous grin pulled at the corner of your mouth as you watched him scramble to stand from over your shoulder. You pushed your hips back at him, putting your completely drenched pussy on display for him.

“You don’t have to tell me twice, Pearl.” Ari smoothed both hands over your hips, kneading the curves of your ass before taking his cock and running the head through your folds. “You’re just soaked for me, honey.” Tapping his head against your clit made you jump a bit and your cute little yelp made him chuckle and his dick throb. It only took a few more strokes of his head just outside of your entrance to light both of your nerves on fire. Ari slowly pushed into you, dragging his beard across your shoulders as he kissed your back, giving you time to adjust to his size. 

Soon you were ready and pushed your hips back into him, drawing a satisfied groan from both of you. Ari leaned forward and placed his hands on the edge of the boat, just outside of yours, and your pinkies spread out to rest atop his thumbs. His chin almost rested on your shoulder, his beard and hot breath tickling your neck. He pulled his hips back and started a slow, deep rhythm, stroking your walls just right grinding into you. “Oh, such a pretty view. The ocean is as beautiful as ever, and now I have a pretty little pearl under me, too. Fuck. You feel so amazing.” 

“So good, Ari. Right there!” Your head was thrown back against his shoulder, pleased gasps and moans freely falling from your lips into the open air. Ari peppered kisses and nibbles up and down your neck, careful not to leave marks for anyone to notice later. The sun was hot on your face, but the feeling of the gorgeous man leaning over your back and rutting into you was even hotter. You were getting close, your belly fluttering and tightening in the best way, and your pussy was clenching down on Ari.

He could tell by the breathy moan in his ear and how you just kept feeling tighter and wetter. He slowly sat up, running his hands down your sides and holding your waist, watching his cock disappear into you and be covered in a new coating of slick each time he pulled back. “Come on, Pearl. I’m loving this view but I wanna see that gorgeous face and pussy when you cum for me. Can you get on your back for me?” 

You groaned, feeling him fully slide out of you and stood to turn around, first getting on your toes to capture his lips in another messy kiss before sitting down and bringing your heels up onto the seat. Pride swelled in your chest seeing the way Ari looked at you, his pretty ocean blue eyes dark and chest heaving as he stroked himself, like he wanted to eat you alive. Looking up at him through your lashes, you teased a nipple with your fingers before bringing your hand to your swollen pussy, rubbing your clit in slow circles. Ari accepted your invitation with a new wave of hunger, sliding right back into your wet heat and gripping the edge of the boat above your head as he thrusted into you. You watched the man above you in lustful awe, the sunlight on him ignited the streaks of auburn in his hair and he glistened with sweat. Your hands grabbed at his huge pecs, your nails combing through the hair and digging into his skin. 

Ari growled at the sensation, loving that you were being rough back. “Oh, don’t stop rubbing that little pearl, honey. Need to feel you squeezing the life out of me when you cum.” He pulled one of your hands from his chest and placed it back on your mound.

“Oh fuck, just like that.” The pitch of your moans grew higher the closer you were to your peak, rubbing yourself at a more frantic pace now. “Yes! Yes, oh!” Your orgasm came crashing down on you, sending your back arching up and your head back against the side of the boat. Somehow you managed to keep your eyes open and locked with the cerulean ones clouded with lust above you, a crease forming on the brows above them in concentration.

“That’s it, Pearl. Fuck. You’re so tight. Such a sweet little pussy,” Ari grunted through his teeth, his eyes never leaving yours as he relentlessly continued to pound you through your climax. “Where do you want me to cum?”

“In me. Please, Ari. Wanna feel you.” You mewled and squeezed his pec again. His pace was bordering on being too much, but so good at the same time. “Come on. Gimme me your cum.” 

Your breathy voice egged him on, and he immediately lost his rhythm, falling forward and pressing his forehead against yours as he tried to drive his release as deep into you as possible. You happily cooed, feeling him pulse inside you, and wrapped your legs around his waist to keep him from pulling out too soon. 

After a moment of catching your breaths, Ari slid out of you and collapsed on the seat next to you. His shoulders drooped in satisfied exhaustion, and he dropped his head back against the edge of the boat, slowly turning his head to look at you. He waited a beat before a smirk tugged the corner of his mouth. “So, can I interest you in some daily diving as long as you’re here?”

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pairing - stefan salvatore x fem!reader

type - fluff

note / request - requested by anon. "can i request a stefan x fem!reader fic where they’re dating and he has a football game and his team wins and the reader is cheering for him and it’s really fluffy and sweet? i love your blog btw, congrats on 2k. you deserve it <3" i love football stefan, thank you for requesting! hope you enjoy :)

summary - you cheer on your boyfriend at his first football game

warnings / includes - mild and suggestive language, food consumption, kissing. you know all about stefan's vampirism. i literally have no idea about football so… excuse me lmao. aaand elena and stefan are barely even friends in this lol. and this is in s1 so caroline is extra insensitive lmao. you bonnie and stefan know abt the supernatural but no one else does

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“just act like a human! it’s not that hard,” you smirked. 

“oh, yeah. ignoring instinct is so easy,” stefan rolled his eyes. 

“what are you so worried about?” you asked. you walked over to him, wrapping your arms around him from behind. 

“exposing myself,” he muttered. “isn’t that obvious?” 

“okay, i know you’re a little nervous, so i’m gonna excuse the attitude. you have nothing to worried about. jackass tanner won’t care if you have fangs or snap people’s neck as long as you win, which we all know you will,” you stated. 

stefan chuckled, looking at you in the mirror. he turned around, leaning against his dresser. he wrapped his arms around you, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “thank you, sweetheart.” 

“of course. you’ll look really hot while winning, too.”

“oh, you think so?” he hummed. “oh, i know,” you winked.

“you are the best hype-woman,” he sighed happily.

“well, i try. i know caroline will be trying to flash you, and elena will be somewhere talking to damon. and well, bonnie has no interest in you,” you grinned.

“i promise to keep my eyes on you all the time and off of caroline,” he stated.

“oh, i don’t care. at the end of the day, i’m the one coming home with you.”

stefan smiled at you, finding your confidence sexy.

“just don’t go drooling over her, okay?” you added.

“i would never. i’ll be paying attention to you the whole time.”

“well, make sure to also pay attention to the game. tanner will kill you.”

“i can play football in my sleep and win.”

“okay, mr. cocky,” you snorted. you looked at your watch, slipping out of stefan’s arms. “we gotta go.”

you went over to the closet, slipping on one of the sweatshirts you had made with stefan’s football number on it.

“do we have to?” he whined. “weren’t you the one who begged damon not to do anything mischievous so you could have this night to play?” you asked, zipping up your boots.

“yeah, but what if someone bleeds out and they see my vampire face. i-i can’t risk that.”

you sighed, walking back over to him. you pecked his lips, looking into his gorgeous green eyes.

“you will be fine. if something like that happens i’ll make sure to distract everyone until you can get under control. but trust me, nothing will happen.”

“how can you be so sure?”

“because i’m psychic,” you smirked. stefan chuckled, “you’re not a witch.”

you shrugged, “maybe i can bonnie to turn me.”

“you’d love that, wouldn’t you?”

“yes! we’d be the hottest supernatural couple in town.”

“we’re already the hottest couple in town. period.”

you giggled, “damn straight.”

you took his hand, ushering him down the stairs and into his car. he went to the locker rooms to change and you went on the field to meet with your friends.

“where’s your boy toy?” bonnie smirked. “he is my boyfriend, thank you very much. and he’s getting ready. where is jeremy?” you smirked.

“i don’t know. why would i know?” bonnie asked.

you giggled, “cause you like him!”

“ew, gross. he’s our best friend’s little brother.”

“yeah, and he’s kinda hot,” caroline commented. “see? no need to feel ashamed,” you teased.

bonnie rolled her eyes. “i do not like him.”

“whatever you say. speaking of elena, where is she?” you asked, looking around.

“off somewhere with that creep,” bonnie gagged. “gross. i have no idea how stefan is related to that asshole,” you muttered.

“well, damon is hot, you gotta give him that,” caroline said.

“he’s good-looking, but that doesn’t excuse his attitude.”

“stefan isn’t perfect either.”

you gave her an are you serious? look.

“weren’t you the one who wanted to get into his pants from the first time you saw him?” you raised a brow.

caroline scoffed, “well, i wasn’t very successful.”

“obviously,” you gave her a petty smile. you turned back to bonnie, sighing in exasperation. “are you staying for the whole game?”

“i don’t know yet. i’ll probably leave in the middle go to go bed,” bonnie answered.

“then i’ll be all lonely,” you pouted. “i’m sure you’ll survive,” bonnie chuckled.

“if i pay for your food while you stay for the whole game?” you suggested.

“mmm, i’ll consider it,” bonnie hummed. “yay! we better head to the bleachers to get a good view,” you said.

bonnie nodded in agreement, beginning to walk away. you turned to caroline giving her a kind smile.

“have fun cheering.”

“you, too,” she smiled back.

you gave her a kiss on cheek and went to follow bonnie. you two copped a seat right in the middle of the bleachers. it was the perfect view for stefan and the game.

“what do you want from concessions?” you asked.

“coke and pretzels,” bonnie said.

“with salt and cheese?”

“yep.”

“alright. i’ll be right back. try to make elena leave damon.”

“i’ll try, no promises.”

“just use your powers, i’m sure there’s a spell for keeping friends away from weirdos,” you smirked.

you climbed down the bleachers, walking to the concessions and ordering your food. you bought an extra pack of sour ropes for you and bonnie to share, as well as some waters to keep you cool and hydrated.

you walked back, happy to see elena in the bleachers with bonnie.

“hey!” you squealed. “hi!” elena smiled, hugging you as soon as you set the food down.

“where have you been? and please, don’t say with damon,” you asked.

“i wasn’t! i was talking to matt.”

“oh? rekindling love?” you wondered. “no, no. not gonna happen,” she chuckled. “i saw stefan, too.”

“oh, how is he? he was really nervous when we left the house,” you said worriedly.

“he’s okay. he misses you,” she nudged you.

you smiled shyly. “i miss him, too.”

“you two can’t spend two minutes without each other,” bonnie rolled her eyes.

“jealous?” you raised your brows. “i am never jealous,” bonnie shook her head.

you smiled in reply, handing her her food.

“when is the game supposed to start?” you asked.

“whenever they get going,” bonnie sighed.

“i hope tyler behaves,” you muttered. “ten bucks says he won’t?” elena bet.

“oh, that’s easy money,” you rolled your eyes.

“i heard he likes caroline,” elena stated. “really? i thought he liked vicki,” you said.

“who knows anymore.”

“geez, that boy likes everyone. i swear, he drools over girls like a dog,” you remarked.

“he basically is one,” bonnie chuckled.

you giggled with her, nodding in agreement. you turned your attention to the field as the cheerleaders started to cheer.

“go timberwolves! wooo!” you cheered, jumping up and down on the bleachers.

“you’re gonna break the bleachers!” bonnie exclaimed.

“am not!” you gasped. “just trying to show my school spirit.”

“you used to hate football games. has stefan compelled you to love it?” bonnie muttered the last sentence.

“no, but him being on the team has changed my attitude. it’s my junior year, so i might as well go to these games and act like i love this school. i’ll set a good example to the underclassman,” you explained.

“you and stefan gonna celebrate if they win tonight?” bonnie asked.

“when they do. and yeah, i don’t see why not. it’s his first game,” you shrugged.

“well, hope you have fun. hopefully you can walk tomorrow.”

“okay, me not being able to walk was one time! and that wasn’t even stefan fault. i told you i fell down the stairs right on my ass,” you frowned.

“keep telling yourself that,” bonnie patted your back.

“whatever,” you grumbled, looking at the field.

stefan met your eyes as soon as you looked at the field. you two waved at each other. you blew him a kiss and he caught it, blowing one back to you.

the crowd was awed. you two were a famous couple at mystic high. you had never been very popular, to begin with. you were well-known only for being elena and caroline’s friend, who were the school’s undoubtedly most popular juniors. ever since you started dating stefan your status blew up. you weren’t expecting it, and you didn’t want it to happen, but there wasn’t much to do now.

every girl in the school was, and some were still, drooling over stefan as soon as he came to the school. you were attracted to him, too, but you were one of the few that didn’t throw yourself at him. he always said that from the moment he saw you, he knew you were the one.

“please, some of us are trying not to remember how lonely we are!” jeremy exclaimed.

his voice from behind you startled you. you turned around, reaching up and giving him a hug.

“i didn’t think you were coming tonight!” you exclaimed.

“elena made me come. she said i need to socialize,” he rolled his eyes.

“you stay in your room all the time! your room is rank,” elena frowned.

“i go downstairs sometimes,” jeremy argued.

“jer, elena’s right. you need to get out in the fresh air,” you said.

“since when you were an advocate for going outside? you’re worse than me,” he snorted.

“i’m a homebody and you’re a druggie. there’s a different,” you said.

“i guess,” he sighed.

“oh, the game’s starting!” elena tapped your shoulder.

you whipped around, eyes landing on stefan immediately. everyone sat down on the bleachers, not getting up unless they made a touchdown.

“they’re gonna lose,” elena sighed.

you frowned, watching with worried eyes. “maybe a miracle will happen.”

“not at this rate,” jeremy sighed. “i’m goin’ home. i’d rather not feel more disappointment.”

“text me that you got home safe, please,” elena hugged her brother.

“okay,” he nodded.

“see you, jer,” bonnie smiled. “see you bonnie,” he smiled at her, then looked at you. “see you, y/n.”

you gave him a wave, watching as he shuffled through the stands, walking down the stairs and to the parking lot.

“o-oh, y/n! look at stefan!” elena screeched.

you turned around fast, getting a little dizzy. your eyes focused on your boyfriend, jaw-dropping at the plays he was making. he was making touchdown after touchdown after touchdown. he was practically flying through the other team, bulldozing through every player. it was neck and neck.

“if only jeremy would’ve been more patient,” elena sighed.

“i’m sure he’ll hear about it on the school news,” you shrugged.

“oh, watch!” bonnie gasped.

you watched as stefan tackled four or five players, not phased by any one of their hits. he was about to make another touchdown when he got tackled by typer.

“jesus christ,” you muttered.

stefan fell to the ground on his back. it looked as though his wrist had been broken. you started to run down the bleachers, but stefan got back up, meeting your worried gaze and holding his hand up. it looked perfectly fine, but you knew it ached a little.

you gave him an encouraging smile. he smiled back before he got into tanner’s huddle.

“you okay, salvatore?” tanner asked. “yeah,” stefan nodded.

“lockwood, what the hell was that? tackle the other team, not your own,” tanner griped.

“sorry, coach,” tyler said, throwing stefan a glare. “sorry, salvatore.”

“no problem,” stefan gave him a polite smile.

“okay, salvatore, you win this for us and you get all A’s this semester. got it?” tanner asked.

“got it,” he nodded.

“alright. timberwolves on three. one, two, timberwolves!” tanner shouted.

everyone clapped stefan’s back as they went back onto the field. stefan put his helmet and mouth guard back on.

“go, stefan!” you shouted.

he glanced at you. you could see his smile through his helmet, the mouth guard getting in the way of you seeing his pearly white teeth.

you gripped your popcorn as you watched them play the next round. tyler ran backward, aiming the ball at stefan. stefan caught it with ease, wasting no time in running. one guy from the other team, almost as fast as stefan, grabbed him by the back. stefan managed to grab him by the collar, throwing him off and making his last few steps to the touchdown.

“they won! they won!” elena screamed.

“o-oh, my god!” you exclaimed. you threw your popcorn onto the ground, running down the bleachers and jumping onto the field.

you ran into the crowd of timberwolves who were cheering stefan and congratulating them. stefan moved out of the crowd, opening his arms out for you. you jumped into them, kicking your legs and screaming in his ear excitedly as he lifted you.

“great job! oh, my god. i am so proud of you!”

“thank you, sweetheart,” stefan said. he set you down only for you to kiss him.

you set your hands on his cheeks, pushing his face closer to yours. he put his hands in your sides, his thumbs on the underside of your bra.

you pulled away panting. you looked into his eyes, your smile not leaving for face for one second.

“you were amazing out there! ugh, you are so good!” you gushed.

“i owe it all to my vampirism,” he chuckled.

“stop being so modest. well all know you’re very skilled at this sport,” you said.

“well, i’ve had years of training.”

“and they’ve paid off.”

your thumb rubbed back and forth on his cheekbone as you gazed into his eyes. you had a big, dopey smile on your face. he couldn’t help but blush at the way you looked at him. he was so lucky.

“i am so proud of you, stef,” you said.

“it’s just a game,” he shrugged.

“nu-uh. you were so nervous about this, and i know you haven’t been happy ever since you’ve been turned, but tonight i could tell how happy you are. this could be your chance to live a happy, close to normal life,” you said.

“i hope so. i’m so happy that you’re in my life now. you just make it so easy to relax and be happy,” he smiled.

“well, i try,” you admitted bashfully.

“i love you, sweetheart,” he said in a hushed voice.

“i love you, winner.”

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Never Have I Ever - Harry Styles (part 7)

a/n: aaand part 7 is finally here! however i want to warn yall that we are nearing the end of NHIE, im planning on having one more part and i don’t think it’ll be any longer, so enjoy while it lasts! lmao as always, feedback is very much appreciated!

pairing: Harry x actress!reader

word count: 5.7k

warning: some slight violence? it’s the good kind, you’ll see lmao

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Sitting in your trailer you stare down at your phone longingly, rereading Harry’s last text.

“Miss you, hope everything is alright. Facetime when you’re free?”

You hate how your chest is aching at such a small and sweet thing. If you had the chance, you’d run into Harry’s arms without a second thought, but you are stuck in Atlanta while he is currently back in LA, feeling farther away than ever, in every sense.

It’s been three weeks since you left the city and parted ways with Harry. You hated it. You absolutely hated how he was looking at you and how you was about to cry in his fucking Range Rover as he was dropping you off at the airport. You tried to make it quick so you don’t get too caught up in the moment, but the moment he kissed you, it was over for you. For a split second you were ready to cancel on the whole movie and just stick with the plans you made before you got the role, but that wasn’t really an option.

Since that day, Harry has been very respectful of your will to keep some distance, he always checks in before trying to call to make sure you have time, he doesn’t text you about the most random things like he used to, maybe because you both are so busy, you basically live on set while he has left for his tour exactly a week ago, and you can tell he is trying his best to never even mention Levi.

The news that you’d have to work with your ex came as a punch in your stomach. Taiki contacted you himself to talk to you about his choice to include Levi in the movie. He has informed you that they all agreed on him at the end of the casting process, but he wanted to make sure it’s okay by you as well. What would have you said? You wouldn’t just start off a project with getting someone out of the movie before filming even started. You had no choice but to suck it up and say that it’s all fine.

Now you are stuck to see him almost every day and spend your free time with him as well since he is always the first one to show up when a little group of the cast is out and about. He has always been such a social butterfly, though now you wish he would just lock himself up in his hotel room and not show up until he is needed on set.

Levi has been trying. He’s been pushing on your nerves, always coming up to chit-chat, like there’s nothing weird or absurd about the situation, but there’s plenty. Seeing that the last time you two saw each other you threw a book at him and he threatened you to sue you if you dare to even say his name ever again. Your breakup was the definition of nasty while the rest of the world just noticed a quiet and uneventful parting, photos disappearing from Instagram and awkward smiles whenever either of you were asked about the other.

While you are all about being civil and professional, what he has been doing feels like he is trying to get under your skin, testing your patience with him, which is starting to run short.

For an outsider he is acting perfectly fine, even human towards you, but you know him all too well, you know all his little tricks and moves because you used to be an expert on the topic of Levi Hudson.

Huffing to yourself you get back to the text and type a quick reply.

“Still on set, I have two more scenes to film. Will text you when I’m back at the hotel xx”

You wish you could call him right away, you wish he was here with you and you wish you didn’t have to go back to set and face Levi once again. You really thought you’d get entirely consumed by work once filming starts and run short on time and energy to even think about Harry, but it hasn’t been the case. He is all you can think about, you always catch yourself wondering what he is doing, how his day has been or if he is thinking about you too. You cling onto your phone the moment they yell Cut! and frantically check if he has texted you. It’s taking a toll on you and you can only hope you’ll last until the movie is wrapped and you can finally join him on tour, just like you planned.

“Hey there,” Maya steps out of her own trailer when you turn the corner and she catches up with you quickly. “Wha’s up?”

“Just plotting how I can leave early,” you huff, making her laugh. You’ve become the closest to her, you right away bonded when you met at the table read and she caught you grimacing behind Levi’s back when you thought no one was looking. She came up and simply told you she doesn’t like him for literal no reason, he just has a punchable face and an alliance was formed right then and there.

“Oh Honey, let me know when you figured it out,” she chuckles, circling an arm around your shoulders as you both make your way to the set laughing.

Trying your best, you focus fully on the job on hand so you can leave as soon as possible, call Harry and go to bed. Today has been way longer than you would have liked and you just need to get away from set, despite how much you enjoy filming in general. Sometime during the taping Harry texts you that he is free whenever you are and will be waiting for your call and it just makes you even keener on leaving.

When filming is finally finished, you find yourself storm out faster than ever, already ringing up Harry as you are walking back towards your trailer. When he answers the call, his smiley face fills the screen and you feel your heart flutter in your chest.

“Hey! Done for the day?” he asks, seemingly eating something as he talks.

“Luckily,” you breathe out. “What are you eating?”

A blush appears on his pixelated face as he glances down and grabs his bowl, showing it into the camera. He is eating your pesto pasta recipe.

“I had a strong craving for it,” he shyly tells. “It’s not as good as yours though.”

“There’s nothing to do different about it, H,” you chuckle.

“I know, but it’s different when you make it,” he smiles and his words warm your chest. Just as you are about to tease him about being so corny, you hear your name being called out. Turning around you see Levi jogging towards you.

“Here we fucking go,” you mumble, not ending the call with Harry who is a little confused about the situation since he can’t see the intruder in your conversation.

“Are you heading back to the hotel?” he asks, catching up with you.

“Yeah, I wasn’t planning on sleeping in my trailer,” you answer with a frown.

“Wanna share a car?”

“Why would I?” you simply ask.

“What’s with the attitude, Y/N?” he scoffs as if he was an angel and deserved all the respect on earth.

“Why do you keep coming up to me?”

“Because I’m trying to be nice!” he snaps, but it’s all for the wrong reason. You don’t buy this shit, nice is the last thing he is trying to be and you know that for sure.

“No, you keep getting on my nerves and you know that! We don’t have to interact outside of set and I want to keep it that way, Levi!”

“Now you are being a bitch, Y/N.”

“Excuse you?” Harry’s voice is coming from your phone’s speaker and you suddenly realize that he is still there, listening to the conversation. You glance down at the screen and see his now angry expression on it.

“Who’s that?” Levi nods towards the phone with a frown, but then realization must hit him. “Is that Harry Styles you’re talking to?”

“None of your fucking business, Levi. And leave me the fuck alone.” Turning around you start marching back to your trailer that’s now so close, but once again, his voice stops you.

“You’re making a fool out of yourself, Y/N!”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” you snap back at him, one hand already on the door handle of your trailer, the other one holding your phone.

“If you think he wants more than just a good fuck and some publicity out of you, you’re delusional.”

“Fuck you, Levi!” you flip him off before walking into the trailer and shutting the door behind you.

With your back against the door you close your eyes and take a few deep breaths, fighting with yourself not to go back out and kick him in the stomach. This is how it has been, he starts acting all nice, pretending like he is the good buy, but when he doesn’t get the reaction he wants, he is quick to show his real, asshole self he keeps hidden.

“Angel? You alright?” Harry’s voice brings you back from your thoughts and once again, you realize that he is still in call, staring from the screen with a worried expression on his handsome face.

Taking another deep breath you bring the phone up so he can finally see your face.

“Sorry you had to hear all of that,” you mumble, feeling way more tired than you were just a few minutes ago.

“Don’t apologize, it’s none of your fault. But I gotta ask, has he been this big of a dick since the start?”

“Kind of,” you sigh, walking further inside. You put the phone to the little vanity, propping it up against the mirror as you start washing your makeup off.

“Have you tried doing something against it? You really shouldn’t let him treat you like that.”

“I’m not trying to be the whiny star who gets someone kicked out. I don’t know what others would think if I told Levi is being a jerk to me, because he is fine with everyone else. Maya is the only one who knows about it, so I’m kind of stuck.”

“Then just punch him,” he suggests making you laugh.

“I wish I could.”

“Want to talk about it? I would love to listen to you talk about how big of a dick your ex is and about your hatred towards him,” he tells you, way too excited about the topic and it makes you chuckle.

“Let’s not talk about him, I get enough of him all day. But not enough of you.”

It just slips out, way too cheesy than you intended it to be, but it makes him smile so you don’t mind it.

“Is this your way of being casual?” he chuckles softly.

“Shut up,” you grin. “Tell me about your day while I get ready to leave.”

You listen to Harry tell you about his day in the smallest details as you clean your face, brush your hair out and change into your own clothes, finally feeling like yourself again. You’re talking even when you’re already in the car, but that’s when it ends.

“Talk tomorrow, Angel?” he murmurs, now lying in his bead, propped up against the headboard without a shirt on.

“Yeah. I’ll be off around five so just call me whenever your show is over.”

“Will do. Take care, alright? And… just hang on a little longer.”

“A little?” you huff. “There are still two more months to go.”

“You can do it. Text me whenever you want to talk, alright?” You just quietly nod, ignoring the ache in your chest. You want nothing else than to crawl into bed with him, curl up against him and never leave from under the covers.

“Good night, Angel,” he smiles sweetly.

“Night, H,” you sigh before ending the call.

An hour later you are already in your hotel room, wrapped in a fluffy bathrobe, lying in bed as you scroll through Instagram, aimlessly opening posts here and there. The explore page is always a mess, you like so many different things that Instagram sometimes can’t decide what to show you, but that’s just how you like it. Lately it’s been a lot of Harry on there, given the fact that you’ve often found yourself lurking photos of him when you were missing him more than the usual.

When a paparazzi photo comes up of him from yesterday, having lunch with Kendall Jenner you can’t help but feel the jealousy ignite a fire inside you. It’s not like you didn’t know they met up, he told you a week before it and even asked if you are cool with it, to which you said that you are not an official item and you’d never tell him not to see a friend, even if it happens to be an ex as well. After all, you were the last one to throw a stone at him since you are now working with yours, even if it’s a living Hell.

But after such a draining day, seeing him have a good time so far away from you with a woman who is not you, your opinion about the situation seems to be different.

You’ve never been that extremely jealous type and you are also very much aware that you have no right to feel this way, but… you do. Scrolling through the few paparazzi photos that has nothing odd on them, just the two of them sitting at a table on a terrace, enjoying their meal and then leaving in separate cars, you can’t help but tear them apart to the tiniest detail, your brain fixated to find the smallest thing that tell you that they have something more than friendship going on, when you also know damn well sure that there’s no such thing. Harry has talked to you openly about his friendship with Kendall, how they tried to make it work two times but both of them ended up the same way: they realized they are far better as just friends and that’s how they’ve been since then.

But because of the distance, your horrible days with Levi and your agonizing feelings about wanting to be with Harry but also not being able to, you find yourself letting out a silent cry as you close the app, but the pictures still haunt you.

Before you could even think twice, you are kneeling in front of the minibar you haven’t touched since you arrived, but now you’re determined to empty it out, paying extra attention to the alcoholic drinks.

You are well aware that it’s not how you should be coping with the situation on hand, but you don’t know what else to do. You were the one who told Harry not to make things official, there’s nothing you can do against the distance between the two of you and you are stuck with Levi for the rest of filming as well. You have no other choices but to somehow dumb the pain that’s been torturing you silently ever since you found out you got the role.

It’s nerve wrecking, because this role means so much to your career, you know it’s your big chance to be finally taken as seriously as you’ve always dreamed about, but does it worth it? If you lose yourself along the way and everything that’s been making you happy lately, does it still worth just to have an Oscar nomination, which is not even guaranteed, just a speculation.

It’s past one am when you run out of drinks, but because of the small portions, you are just buzzing, not really drunk. But it’s enough to make you lose your rationality and snatch your phone from the bed and open your text threat with Harry.

“I miss you. A lot, like a whole lot.”

You send the text before you could change your mind and for your biggest surprise the status changes to seen just a few moments later before the three little dots start dancing on the bottom.

“I miss you too, Angel. Everything alright?”

Harry knows you too well, you wouldn’t just text after you’ve talked on FaceTime before and you’re usually asleep by this time, since filming starts early in the morning usually.

“Do you really miss me?” you write back with a heavy sigh.

“You can’t even imagine how much…”

“Tell me. How much?”

“I’ve written three songs about you since we parted. Does that tell you how much I miss you?”

“Oh fuck!” you choke out, feeling your chest tightening. You don’t want to be in this hotel room anymore, damn the movie, Levi and the Oscar, you need Harry. Now.

“Can’t wait to hear them all.”

“There’ll be plenty more, Angel. Get ready for a whole album!”

The pictures with Kendall are long forgotten. Now you’re just lying in bed, rereading the texts over and over again until your eyelids get too heavy and you fall asleep, still clinging onto the device.

 ***

 After years of being an independent and strong woman you’ve always aspired to be, you find yourself only focusing on two men to keep your nerves stable enough to stop you from breaking down every other day: Oscar and Harry.

The possibility to win an Oscar is what you think of every time Levi is pulling on your nerves, working harder than the devil to make you burst while acting like a saint in front of everyone. His attempts of ruining your days every imaginable are getting worse as the time passes and when thinking about the Oscar doesn’t help, you reach out to Harry. You’ve felt terribly at the beginning when you kept calling him whenever you felt like screaming after an encounter with Levi, even apologized for it, but he made sure you know he doesn’t mind it, not even the tiniest bit.

“I’m happy I’m the one you come to for comfort. I like that you’re thinking about me,” he told you one night when you called him so late, but he still answered.

Today has been extra hard. Two weeks have passed since your little late night breakdown when you emptied your mini bar out and felt like leaving Atlanta as soon as possible. Luckily, the morning came with an ease, though the pain was still there, you just managed to bottle it up enough to make you keep going.

You’ve been on set since 4 in the morning, having shot some scenes during sunrise and you’ve been going since then. Now it’s four pm, you are desperate for a good sleep already, but you still have some hours to go before you can head back to the hotel.

It seems like Levi has made it his mission to make you cry today. His latest favorite thing has been throwing shade about fellow actors who end up being the talk of gossip sites because they’ve dared to go on a public date with another celebrity. So, just to be clear, he is shaming you for being all over the tabloids, people are still speculating about you and Harry and Levi doesn’t hesitate to call you out about that in a sugarcoated way.

All he has been saying all day is “I guess I’m just more careful about my privacy!” or “Everyone is different, but I like to be noticed for my professional success!” but your favorite was “I get it that women need more effort to stay relevant.”

You were shocked how no one else realized how sexist he was, but deep down you weren’t that surprised. Levi successfully brainwashed everyone to make them believe he didn’t think it seriously, when you know for a fact that even if it was just to piss you off, he really meant it. You were once one of those who couldn’t really see how wrong his beliefs are and now you can’t believe you used to ignore all these sexist comments, but now they make your palms itch.

“You know, you once were just like that. I still remember us being on the covers,” you snapped back at him before everyone left for lunch and it was just the two of you, but he just snorted, brushing it off.

“Hated it. Always felt like just a toy they like to throw around.”

You needed all your self-control not to laugh right into his face and then jump at his throat. Instead, you just watch him walk away and you are quick to fetch your phone from your bag to text Harry, but then you realize that he hasn’t texted you back in the past ten hours. Your last four messages are sitting not just unanswered but unread as well so you talk yourself down from sending another one. It’s odd, because he always tells you when he is about to be busy, but he didn’t this time and you wonder if you’ve said or did something that upset him with you enough to stop talking to you. But then you tell yourself that something must have just come up.

“Hey girl!” Maya calls out for you, already dressed in her own clothes since she is done for the day. “I’m heading out to lunch with Timmy, want to join? Please don’t say you’ll just order in and stay in your trailer!”

“Only if Levi is not coming,” you grumble making her chuckle.

“Don’t worry, it’s just gonna be cool people.”

You both take your car to the little diner close to set, you’ve been going there quite often, they have the best pancakes and that’s exactly what you need right now. Timmy is already there sitting at a booth, waving at you happily. Aside from Maya, he is the other person you’ve been quite enjoying spending time with on set, he is a genuine guy and helped you a lot professionally which was a huge boost along this rocky way.

All through lunch you notice that he’s been checking his phone a lot, but you don’t think much of it, he is a busy guy, that you’ve learned already. It’s nice to have some time away from set and you’re thankful that Maya and Timmy are trying their best to make you forget about Levi and that eventually you have to head back.

The three of you return to set about an hour later. When the both of them stick to your side and they keep asking if you are going back to your trailer, you start to suspect something.

“You guys alright?” you ask with a chuckle. “Where else would I go? I still have thirty minutes from my break.”

“Just making sure,” Timmy shrugs. “We’ll walk you there!”

“Yeah! Let us walk to your trailer!” Maya nods in agreement and you give them a glare.

“You guys are weird,” you mumble under your breath.

As the three of you reach your trailer you notice how excited they are acting and you are confused about what’s really happening, but it’s just until you finally throw the door of your trailer open and gasp at the person waiting inside.

“Hello, Angel,” Harry smirks at you, leaning against the wall as you completely freeze.

“Angel! Oh my God!” you hear Maya squeak behind you, but you can’t pay much attention to her or Timmy, because you are busy throwing yourself into Harry’s arm, who envelopes you into his embrace, lifting you up from the ground.

“What are you doing here?” you breathe out, face buried in the crook of his neck.

“Should I not be here?” he jokes chuckling, his hands running up and down your back.

“Well, you are not supposed to, but I’m glad you are!” you chuckle and pulling back you kiss his lips, not able to hold yourself back.

“Thank your costars,” he mumbles nodding towards the door where Maya and Timmy are standing, grinning widely and proud of themselves.

“You guys did this,” you breathe out.

“Well, it was Maya’s idea, and then I was the one to message Harry,” Timmy admits, hiding his hands in his pockets. “Wanted to surprise you.”

“You surely succeeded,” you chuckle and turning back to Harry you hug him again, holding him tight as if he could vanish any moment.

“Alright, we’ll leave you two alone,” Maya chuckles before shutting the door and giving you some privacy.

“So how long are you staying?” you ask, arms circled around his neck.

“Unfortunately I don’t have much time. I need to fly out late tomorrow.”

“You came here for less than 48 hours?” you gasp in disbelief. He has been on the road for weeks now, all the traveling has been hard on him, that you know, yet he still went into the trouble of flying here for such a short time just to be with you.

“If Timothée didn’t reach out I would have still tried to mess around with my schedule to come here. I know how hard it has been for you here, I wanted to help you.”

“Stop or you’ll make me cry,” you chuckle, leaning in for another kiss.

You spend the rest of your break cuddled up on your tiny sofa in your trailer, talking but mostly kissing, because you’ve been missing Harry’s kisses the most probably. When it’s time to head back to set, you need everything in you not to lock the door and just never leave, but your work is calling.

Walking towards set you find yourself lacing your fingers together with Harry’s, to which he smirks at you in satisfaction. You couldn’t give less shit about that people will think the rumors are true, let them! All you want is to be as close to Harry as possible.

As everyone is slowly gathering back, you lounge around the buffet tables with Harry and Timothée, just genuinely having a good time, right until Levi walks in and he freezes upon seeing you with Harry.

At first you are convinced he’s going to come up to you, but luckily, he chooses to keep his distance this time, saving you some stress about what would go down if the two of them were to talk. Harry has definitely noticed his presence as well, but he doesn’t say a word, just holds your hand tight, kissing your knuckles.

Harry sticks around the whole afternoon, watching you film scene after scene and the excitement in his eyes is priceless. He takes every opportunity to praise your work and tell you how amazing you are doing and it means the world to you since it’s the first time Harry is seeing you working.

Through the afternoon, you can feel Levi’s burning glare on you, but you try your best to ignore it. You can tell he doesn’t like having Harry around but you haven’t figured out if it’s because he is jealous of you and him or because now Harry has all the attention he usually has. Either way, he is a petty fucker and you are enjoying pissing him off for once.

When filming finally finishes at six you are one of the first ones to head out, eager to finally be alone with Harry in your hotel room and not be disturbed for the night.

“I would say to pick up something to eat on our way, but maybe we should just order room service, how does that sound?” he asks as the two of you are walking back to your trailer.

“Room service is gonna be perfect,” you smile up at him, giving his hand a squeeze.

“Y/N!”

The voice calling out your name makes you growl in annoyance. The situation is all too familiar, Levi stopping you on your way back to your trailer with the pure intention of ruin your mood.

Oh for fuck’s sake,” you mumble under your breath before turning around. “What?” you snap back at him, clearly annoyed that he is here again.

“Hey, just… thought I would introduce myself to your friend over here,” he smiles as if it was the most natural thing, but you and Harry stand there, completely confused about how he can act so casual about him meeting Harry.

“I’m sorry, you what?” you question.

“Just wanted to meet Harry,” he tells again. “I’m Levi, nice to meet you,” he nods smiling, holding out his hand and you can’t hold your laughter back. Luckily, Harry is quick to react the best possible way.

“Are you really just gonna pretend like I didn’t hear you call Y/N a bitch the other day?” he asks, voice stern and surprisingly calm, however his hold on your hand is a little tighter now.

Seemingly, Levi is taken aback and you can tell he was convinced Harry wouldn’t bring it up straight to his face, but he did. He definitely just did and you are so happy about that.

“I’m, uhh—I don’t think you have any business in that, Harry,” he chuckles nervously, still trying to somehow dominate in the situation, but he is failing miserably.

“Oh, but I think I do. If you think you can just go around and call women bitches, you are in the wrong and if you ever have just one bad word for Y/N again, I’ll definitely won’t be this calm.”

The cherry on the top is the warm smile on Harry’s lips and your mouth hangs open at how bad he just burnt Levi. If you were alone now, you’d definitely jump his bones right away.

Watching Levi you see the exact moment when he drops the act and before he even opens his nasty mouth, you already know you’ll get another taste of his real self.

“What, you fuck her once and think she is the Queen of England who has to be treated with special care?” he scoffs and your stomach drops. Here he goes with the insults, buckle up!

“Excuse you?” Harry snaps back, clearly losing his patience with him.

“She is not that big of a deal, Styles. Might be a good fuck, but she is a fucking bitch in reality and you’ll see that soon.”

“I think it was just you who made her act that way and that’s entirely your fault, m’ friend. Anyone would be that way if they had to deal with you.”

“You know what? You two deserve each other, two low-life, attention seeker celebs, I just don’t get what people like so much about you. Especially about you,” he adds, eyes snapping to you. Your anger is boiling, he is dancing on your very last nerve and you have no idea how long you can last.

Harry then turns to you, a calm expression on his face, but his eyes tell you otherwise as he simply takes his rings off and places them into your palm, confusing you about what he is really doing.

“I’m sorry in advance, Angel,” he mumbles before taking a step towards Levi and with a simple but graceful move, he punches your scumbag ex.

You gasp as you hear Levi’s groan, his hands flying to his face while Harry shakes his fist off with a heavy sigh.

“Oh fuck, this feels better with a glove on,” Harry breathes out, taking a step back.

“You fucker!” Levi spats as he straightens up. He moves his hand from his face, checking it to see if he is bleeding, but it’s just some redness on his cheek.

“Don’t freak out, princess. You’ll just have to sit some more in the makeup. But Swear to God if you ever speak about her that way,” Harry warns him pointing at him, “You won’t be able to fix it with some powder.”

And with that, Harry grabs your hand and pulls you into the trailer, leaving a shocked and raged out Levi outside. As soon as it’s just the two of you, Harry changes from the confident, protective man to a frightened little puppy as he looks at you.

“I’m so sorry, but I just couldn’t take it any longer. The way he was talking about you and I—“

He doesn’t get to finish because our lips shut him up with the most heated and passionate kiss you two have ever shared. It’s hard and messy, your fingers thread through his hair as he grabs your waist forcefully, yanking you against her tightly.

“That was literally the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” you pant against his lips.

“Yeah? So you’re not mad?”

“I’m only mad because you got to punch him before me,” you chuckle making him laugh as well.

“God, I have no idea how you could put up with him this long,” he breathes out, resting his forehead against yours.

“I’m convinced that my nerves are made out of steel,” you joke pecking his lips two more times.

“I don’t even see how you could be in a relationship with him in the first place,” he huffs.

“I was younger and dumber. Don’t worry, learned my lesson,” you laugh, cupping his cheek in the palm of your hand, running your thumb along the soft skin under his eye.

“If I’m being honest, there’s one more thing that’s upsetting me about him.”

“And what is that?”

“Please don’t get mad at me though, okay?” he chuckles softly.

“Just tell me!”

“I’m mad… because he is able to say that he has been in a relationship with you and I’m not. It’s pissing me off, properly,” he admits and your heart skips a beat. “I know you said you don’t want anything official, but I just want to call you mine and—“

You cut him off for the second time now as you kiss him again, grinning against his lips. If he didn’t bring this up now, you would have for sure before he left, because there was no way you would have been able to say goodbye to him again without having all strings tied.

“Just to be sure, was this your way of asking me to be your girlfriend?” you smirk, your hands holding onto the base of his neck.

“Kind of? Yeah,” he chuckles softly.

“Alright, cool. Now let’s go back to my hotel room, boyfriend.”

You watch as his eyes light up and leaning down he kisses you again.

“Just so we are on the same page, was this your way of saying yes?”

“Kind of, yeah,” you nod, using his own words.

“Great. Okay, let’s go, girlfriend.”

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[artinandwritin]

I'm back on my bullshit with another angsty GusSiri one shot! And this one is actually a two parter since ya girl wants to work her way back up to full fics again lmao

Promises, a bit Broken - Part 1;

The door creaked when Gustav opened it, and he couldn't help but curse on it quietly. He, like most times, had no idea what he was doing. After a night on the town with "the boys" - Snotlout and Tuffnut, mainly. The other guys were too busy being home, or something - in which he hadn't really felt included, he had come home way later than he and his wife, Siri, had agreed on.

So that was why, when the door made that horrible noise, his heart shot in his throat, and he stopped dead in his tracks. Listening for sounds in the house, he stood still for a moment.

Luckily, there was nothing. Maybe Siri was already in bed and he could sneak in, no problem.

Gustav walked inside, glancing around the small hut he called home. A deep sigh of relieve left him when he saw the room empty, and he quickly closed the door again.

Great, now he could sleep on the couch and pretend nothing had happened in the morning-

'Darling?'

Oh, shit.

Gustav forced a grin on his face when Siri walked down the stairs. She was holding onto the small candle she kept at their bedside; the worry was prevelent in her eyes. In the faint light, Gustav noticed she was already in her night clothes, a quilt wrapped cosely around her shoulders.

'Oh, hey, babe,' Gustav started, his voice high with sudden anxiety. 'Didn't think you were still up-'

'Where have you been? It's past midnight,' Siri interrupted him, setting her candle down on the table as she walked closer to him. There was something else in her eyes, next to concern. Gustav couldn't entirely place what it was.

'Well, y'know, I got distracted, aaand Snotlout dared me to steal one of Sven's sheep, and of course I wasn't gonna pass that up, so...' He let out a nervous laugh, avoiding Siri's eyes. Oh, this wasn't good. This really wasn't good.

Siri crossed her arms over her chest, a sigh leaving her. 'Y-you promised me you'd be home in time to help me with Sunni, Gustav. And that you'd help me clean up the house before bed. Y-you know I'm on bedrest, right...?'

'I know, but we were having a lot of fun,' Gustav tried to protest, defending himself a bit. It wasn't his fault, after all, it were Snotlout and Tuffnut who made him late. 'I lost track of time! Surely, you can't blame me for that-'

'You promised me you'd help me o-out!' Siri repeated - her voice growing a bit more desperate as she tried her best to keep her volume down. 'A-and don't forget, you tend to forget the time pretty often when you're with them! E-even before Sunni!'

Gustav couldn't help but pout, putting his hands on his hips. 'I'm sorry for having so much fun that I forget the time, than! Seriously, you wanna argue about this? I just- agh- I just wanted to have some fun, okay? I've been tired as Hel ever since Sunni was born!'

'Y-you have been tired?' Siri's eyes widened - an angry glint fell over them. 'A-and what do you think of me? I've been waking up every two hours every night to feed that girl! I've been carrying her around the house, I-I've been taking care of her as much as I can, all s-so you can continue to work at the Academy! D-don't you think I'm tired? I-I-'

Her voice broke as she looked away, tears brimming in the corners of her eyes. Upstairs, the faint cry of little Sunniva could be heard, having been awakened by the loud noises coming from downstairs.

Gustav felt a pang in his heart as he watched his wife, trying to pull herself together. 'Seer,' he tried, but his voice only cracked. 'Seer, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I-I didn't-'

'Don't,' Siri muttered, shaking her head. 'I-I... Give me some space. W-we'll talk about it in the morning.'

Nodding slowly, Gustav took a deep breath. 'Okay. Need me, to... Y'know, take the couch?'

'Y-yes.' Siri didn't say anything else, grabbing her little candle again before walking back to the stairs. As she disappeared into the upstairs room, Gustav could hear her let out a quiet sob.

His heart sank.

He had fucked this up more than he had hoped.

@rosiethedragongeek for the tags! This was actually based on a drawing I did a while back, y'know, the one where Siri is very concerned lmao. Hope you enjoy some angsty angst tho <333

[kaito-is-baby]

Future

Levi x Reader

WARNINGS: SPOILERS FROM SNK MANGA (not really lmao)

Okay so, I found out today that Levi wished he would have a tea shop and man, I need some comfort and happiness for this baby so... let's pretend we know the ending of snk and he survives and they all do have a normal life finally

Also I hate this aaand the reader is gender neutral (I think), enjoy babies ♡

The sun greeted you with it's light shining on your face, more accurately, your poor sleepy eyes. You had never been someone to rise early. Actually, you hated it. But so many years on the Survey Corps had taught you how to deal with your hate towards early raisings

And now, years after everything you had been through, years after losing many of your friends and seeing how you fighted each other... years after almost losing the love of your life against some stupid monkey... you really wished you could sleep

Sleep cuddling your husband, that same one you almost lost

Sleep throught the morning and do not take any breakfast at all

Wake up and go full lazy mode, wrapping your arms around Levi and making him unable to move from your bed

Go downstairs to find your lovely daughter who had slept as much as her parents

But it wasn't possible

You couldn't complain anyways, wake up to see Levi's small smile was worth it

And this was the dream of his life

After complaining to yourself about not having one single morning to sleep through, you finally opened your eyes. Finding you dark raven haired husband at your side, looking at you and passing his fingers around your body, contemplating you

"Good morning brat"

"Good morning baby" you said, with sloppy but definitely happy tone just after leaning in for a kiss

"Let's go or we are gonna be late" as efficient as always Levi stood up, showered up, got dressed, made you both two cups of tea and woke up your little girl

Mindwild you were still finding the strength to wake up, shower and get ready to go

Finally ready your baby girl chuckled in excitement

"Come on! come on!" she shouted out of illusion

"Please Isabel do not shout like that" Her father couldn't stop thinking how she was just as loud as those 6 brats he had on his team long ago

Approaching him from behind and placing a kiss on his cheek you reached his ear to whisper "maybe we should have called her sasha after all"

The little girl stood up and climbed the table to get to her breakfast because "daddyyy you are being so slooow" a pouting face on her

"Yes, we should have" he smiles

Since everything had ended Levi had started smiling more, he had always gave you some smiles, it was more than the rest of your teammates could say but... it was almost impossible to not catch him slightly smiling at least once every day now

And to be honest? That's all you ever wished for

"Isabel, baby, why are you so... nervious?" You asked, placing a kiss on her forehead and finally taking a sip of your tea

"I promised her we would bring her to work today"

Oh

Ohhhh

Levi told you once about how he wanted to own a tea shop long ago, before he realized how this world was and you never really forgot that

Thinking about humanity's strongest in a tea shop would be weird

But when you pictured him on there he wasn't a soldier, he was your baby, the one he always was when you were alone

Okay, he never really was a baby

But he was the happy man you wished he could be all the time

With a small smile in his face and some kind of hope, something to love on this world

So when the war finally stopped you spend all your family money on the small shop near the small house you two had finally brought

And you turned it into a beautiful tea shop

Entering the building with his daughter holding his hand and seeing you go to the cash register after placing a fast kiss on his lips Levi felt warm

It's not that he had lost any hope, he just hadn't really had anything to fight for until now

"Everyone is the same, everyone holds onto a dream, an addiction, something..." he remembered Kenny's last words, they had affected him more than he would admit

He couldn't find himself fighting for any reason at all

And maybe now he wasn't fighting but he sure did found a reason to wake up every morning

He found his lost dream of owning a shop again and accomplished it

He found a family he loved more than anything in his life

And at this moment he knew he was like everyone else

He had a dream to hold onto, a significant other he loved beyond words and a daughter who managed to make him smile even asleep

You opened the door for the public and there you could see your husband, smiling again, it was such a weird gesture to see from him back then that you couldn't help but to walk towards him and plumper his whole face in kisses

He grumbled at your gesture but you could see his happy face did not vanish at all, he was finally genuinely happy

[marvelouspeterparker]

the perfect touch

pairing: tom holland x touchstarved!reader

summary: you’ve never really had an intimate relationship with anyone before, you’ve never really felt close to anyone either—literally. you rarely let people touch you but you secretly crave affection. what happens when you finally find the one person you want to touch you—tom.

warnings: smut (it gets a bit dirty lmao)

word count: 5.2k

notes: this came to me randomly when i was thinking about my crush so it’s a little personal. it’s how i think i would react to the situation, i’m sorry if you hope to relate to it but can’t :( #touchstarvedgang

give me feedback! :)

Tom knew what was going on inside your head—you made sure to tell him that he was your first boyfriend, that he would be the first to touch you, that you were a little scared but wanting. So he made sure to pay attention to you in case you were too nervous to say what you wanted. He had gotten pretty good at reading you.

Sometimes you would scoot just a little closer to him on the couch, you’d rest your hand on your thigh, right next to his, tapping your fingers anxiously against your leg—he’d take notice and smile to himself before taking your hand in his, rubbing the back of it with his thumb. The first time he’d done it, you swear you forgot how to breathe for a few seconds.

Once, you were practically falling asleep in the back of your uber, your head was practically falling every five seconds but you were forcing yourself to stay up. You would have loved to rest your head on tom’s shoulder but you didn’t want to be annoying and you of all people could understand that sometimes people didn’t want to be touched. You also feared rejection so that was another issue... what if he said no? So you just resorted to letting your head roll around on the headrest as you tried your best not to pass out.

Tom finally noticed when your head snapped up rather sharply at a red light, the abrupt stop making you jolt. He turned to look at you, confused, but his gaze softened once he realized what you were up to.

“Darling, you can rest your head on me if you’d like.”

You immediately shook your head, “no it’s—“

But he interrupted you, “I’m not gonna let you break your neck trying to stay awake,” he looked at you earnestly, “I don’t mind, I swear.”

You just looked at him as he sat back making himself comfortable, before patting his shoulder, “Come on then,” he smiled.

You moved hesitantly and put your head on his shoulder and were a little disappointed when it wasn’t as comfortable as you’d hoped it would be. You tried to move around a bit a couple times but suddenly became very aware of the fact that moving around so much could be very annoying so you stayed in an uncomfortable position, your neck straining as you tried not to put your full weight on him.

He noticed that your body was tense, your posture stiff––so he nudged you a bit. Thinking he wanted you off of him, you got ready to lean against the window when he put a hand on your thigh, asking you to look at him. It took you a second to actually hear what he was saying since you could feel your skin burning under where he was touching.

“No wait, I just-thought you would be more comfortable like this” he said before opening his arm for you to tuck yourself into his chest, giving you a soft smile.

You replied a barely audible “oh” before moving into position again. Now this was way more comfortable—his arm wrapped around you and his hand subconsciously started rubbing up and down your arm, practically lulling you to sleep.

“Is this okay?” he asked softly. 

You nodded in response, leaning further into him. Though his exterior was calm and collected, you could feel his heart beating rather fast and you couldn’t help but smile. Tom was very aware of the fact that you could feel and hear his heartbeat, and he may or may not have suggested you move for you to be able to do so. Soon enough, the constant beat was putting you to sleep.

When you woke up something felt different. Your eyes were still closed but you could feel that something had changed. Before you could process anything you felt Tom’s lips press a gentle kiss to your forehead, “we’re almost there, darling.”

You hummed and opened your eyes to look up at him, noticing an almost knowing smile on his face. You were about to reply when you realized you were literally in his lap, your legs over his, his arms caging you protectively. Your eyes widened and you were about to get off of him when his arms tightened, “No, stay.” He held you closer, pressing his cheek to your forehead, “You feel nice.”

Instead of disagreeing, you settled back into your previous position. “How did I even manage to get on top of you?” you mumbled against his shirt.

“You kept shuffling around and putting one of your legs over mine, so I just moved you completely to save you the trouble.”

You cringed at the thought of your restless movements annoying him before he continued, “Was really cute, honestly.”

You felt your cheeks heat up and you tucked your head further into his chest so he wouldn’t see you smile, but you were almost certain that he felt it.

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As your relationship progressed, you could feel yourself getting more comfortable with Tom. Being with him felt like a dream, and sometimes you couldn’t believe he was real, that he was really with you––but he knew just how to assure you that he was here and that he wasn’t going anywhere. 

You felt his lips glide over your chest, just above the neck line of your shirt—you could have sworn your heart was going to beat out of your chest and the thought that Tom could hear and feel your elevating heart race made it beat even faster.

He looked up at you, his hands caressing your waist, “S’this okay, love?” he asked, a smirk on his face—he knew damn well you were enjoying yourself.

You nodded, licking your lips since suddenly your throat felt dryer than ever. “Really okay” you whispered, your voice raspy. You saw him swallow visibly at the sound of your voice and knowing that you could have that effect on him, boosted your ego just a little.

His hands squeezed your waist slightly and the feeling of his fingertips grasping you had you gasping and squirming in his lap. He bit his lip as he dragged his gaze up and down your body before leaning in again. Instead of just leaving pecks here and there, you sucked in a breath when you felt his tongue swipe across your collarbone. Your eyes rolled back to your head when he bit down softly and you could feel him smile against you.

One of his hands slid up your body, tracing every curve on its path before holding the side of your neck and you physically shivered at his touch. You almost felt embarrassed by your reactions but all that was pushed aside when you felt and heard him groan against you and you felt his bulge growing underneath you. 

His lips made their way back up to your neck, kissing and biting at every spot until he found the one that made your back arch into his touch. The movement made you rut against him and you couldn’t help but moan out loud. Shocked at how loud you were, you bit your lip but Tom was quick to pull away, his thumb tracing your lips, “Ah ah, I wanna hear you.” You released your lip and he pressed a chaste kiss to it before turning his attention back to your neck. 

“That felt nice, didn’t it?” You hummed an agreement and you felt him smile against your neck. “Why don’t you keep moving your hips like that, then? Wanna make you feel good.”

You were hesitant to do as he said, afraid that the action would make you seem a little desperate, almost like a dog humping something, you thought. But once you started and Tom began moving along with you, the pleasure clouded your doubts.

He growled into your neck and you swear you just about pooled in your underwear, “Just like that, love. Doing so good for me––fuck.”

Aaand yup––definitely have a praise kink, you thought to yourself. 

You felt yourself get closer and closer with every movement, every push and pull from Tom’s eager hands guiding you on top of him. Your movements became unsteady as you neared your high and Tom soon took full control of your hips, whispering sweet nothings to you, coaxing you to release. 

“Come on princess, let go for me.” He pulled back to look at you after leaving a small kiss on your jaw. “Look so pretty for me, riding my thigh like this.”

You let out a small whimper at his words, you felt like you were on fire.

“Come for me, love.” 

Your breath hitched and your body tensed on top of him, your hands gripping at his shoulders and he smiled at you, completely in awe of how incredible you looked. You collapsed onto his chest and his arms were quick to find their way around you. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, “Did so good for me, darling.”

Your heart fluttered at his words––at him. He always knew what to do, what to say. 

He wasn’t going to go any further until you explicitly told him you were ready, he was respectful and you couldn’t be more grateful that you found someone as sweet as him. That most definitely deserves a reward, you thought. You were tired of seeing him go to the bathroom to take care of himself after every time you guys did something––or more importantly he did something for you. You felt a little guilty, even though he told assured you it was no problem and he’d do it for as long as he needed to until you were ready. 

Before he could run off to the bathroom, you quickly got down on your knees in front of him, putting your hands on both of his thighs as you looked up at him with those innocent eyes of yours and you could have sworn you heard him swallow at the sight of you. 

“W--What are you doing?”

You licked your lips, “I wanna help you.”

He brought a hand to your cheek, his thumb softly caressing your skin and you turned your head to kiss his palm before nuzzling further into his touch. “It’s my turn to make you feel good.” 

He looked at you earnestly, “You know you don’t have to, right?”

You nodded, “I know,” you smiled, “I really want to, though.” You looked between his eyes and his bulge, biting your lip, “I’ve been thinking about it for a while.”

You looked up at him again once you heard him curse. “Well, how can I say no to my girl?” He pulled down his sweats, then his underwear and you hate to admit it but your mouth may have watered. 

He bit his lip as he looked down at you on your knees in front of him, it was an even prettier sight than he had imagined––and trust me he thought about it a lot. He stroked his cock and you licked your lips. “D’you want me to sit or stand, love?” 

“Um,” you cleared your throat, “whichever is––more comfortable for you.” 

He smiled, taking his seat again. It seemed he was a bit nervous too. He just wanted to make this as enjoyable and comfortable for you as well. 

Once he was situated, you took a deep breath and moved closer. “Okay––I just––I might need you to teach me a bit, yeah?” You looked up at him and he tried his best to control his breathing. 

“Yeah, yeah, of course.” He tried his best to make it seem as though he was totally composed and in control but on the inside he was freaking out, perhaps even more than you. You drove him crazy with just the looks you gave him and the sounds you made...Now that you were actually going to touch him? He was almost certain he’d immediately combust. 

You grabbed him at his base and he hissed at the feeling. You paused, eyes wide as you gauged his reaction. 

“Sorry, just felt good, that’s all––promise,” he chuckled nervously.

You nodded slowly and shifted your attention back to the task at hand. You noticed the precum pooling at his tip and swirled your thumb around it, spreading it around to make your movements smoother. You guessed it was the right move as Tom’s breathing became heavier from it. 

You swirled your hand around until his whole member was slick and he cursed under his breath. “Just like that––don’t even need my help you’re doing so good.” 

He tried his best to keep his eyes open but with how good you were making him feel, he couldn’t help but let his eyes flutter shut. But once he felt your tongue swirl around his tip, his eyes blew wide open, ”Holy shit––”

It was your plan the whole time to get your mouth on him, but from his reaction, it seemed that he wasn’t expecting it. You immediately popped off of him, “Oh! I’m sorry I––”

“No no,” he cut you off, leaning forward to kiss you. “I’m sorry love, I just wasn’t expecting that. But um you can, continue,” he laughed, sitting back. 

You put your mouth around him, swirling your tongue since you’d heard it felt good (and apparently that was true based on Tom’s reaction) and began to bob your head slowly. Meanwhile, Tom’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, as his hands came up to rest on your head––not to guide your movements but just to feel you. 

You started to suck as your movements sped up and that’s when Tom almost lost his mind. His hips were straining not to buck into your mouth––the last thing he wanted to do was hurt you. 

You focused on your breathing and closed your eyes, putting all your effort in to pleasing him. He’d been the perfect boyfriend so far and you finally gathered the courage to actually do something for him. It had to be perfect. 

You peeked at him for a moment as you reached a hand up grasp his balls, and you could see it practically sucked a breath of air from him. Soon enough, he was reaching his high. 

“Oh god––I’m gonna cum darling.” He tried to move back so he could finish elsewhere but you put a hand on his thigh to stop him and his eyes widened. 

“Love I––” 

You pulled off of him causing an obscene wet noise but you were too focused on him to be embarrassed. You wiped your hand with the back of your mouth and looked up at him and though the action was sloppy and careless, it made him throb, “I want you to cum in my mouth,” you stated simply before diving back in, your hand pumping the rest of his length that your mouth couldn’t reach. And within seconds, before he could even react, he was shooting his load, muscles tensing as a broken cry escaped his lips. 

“F––Fuck darling.”

You pumped him through his high smiled up at him, feeling proud. Once he realized that you swallowed, he chuckled in disbelief, “How did I manage to get the most perfect girl in the world?” 

“I’m the one who got the most perfect boy.” You smiled, rolling your eyes and got into the bed as he pulled up his underwear and his sweats. He turned off the lights and made his way over to his side of the bed. He lied on his back and wrapped his arm around you and you settled in comfortably, feeling satisfied with the job you’d done. 

He kissed your forehead as you both settled in to sleep. “When you’re ready, I’m gonna return the favor––and I swear I’ll eat you for hours if you’ll let me.” 

You closed your eyes and nuzzled into his chest, the biggest smile on your face as you tried your best to calm your heartbeat–-the one in your chest...and the one between your legs.

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You had been thinking about it since before you started dating Tom––not that you were obsessed with sex or anything but you had always wondered what it would be like your first time, if it would feel good––a whole bunch of stuff, really. 

But more recently you had been thinking about it with Tom––you were ready to take that step with him, you were just hoping that your nerves would have calmed down by now. 

Here you were, Tom hovering over you and you couldn’t even focus on the pleasure––you were too busy being stuck in your own head, trapped by your own thoughts. Your boyfriend was shirtless on top of you and your anxiety couldn’t even wait for one moment and just let you have this–– 

Tom, always picking up on your signals, immediately pulled away from you, leaving the mark he was working on to slowly fade away. He looked into your eyes, “What’s wrong?” He moved so that he was sitting up beside you. “You’re not fully here with me, what’s up?”

You sat up, clasping your hands together in your lap. “I just––you know that I’ve never...done anything with anyone,” you paused to look at him, continuing after he gave you a small encouraging smile, his hand resting on your thigh reassuringly, not moving as he didn’t want to make you more nervous and he knew how much his touch gave you butterflies. “I guess I’m a little scared that you won’t like what you see? Or that...I don’t know––this is just a little overwhelming.” 

“Well darling, I am one hundred percent certain that I will find you absolutely breathtaking as soon as you take your clothes off, given the fact that you take my breath away fully clothed, already.” He chuckled before looking at you seriously and sincerely, “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to today. You know that, right?”

You perked up immediately, “No no, Tom I’m sure that I want to do this with you,” you leaned in to give him a quick peck on the lips. “I really do...”

You took a deep breath and stood up before peeling your sweats off. You heard Tom’s breathing slow down as you stepped out of them. You looked up at him and saw that his eyes were glued to your thighs, his lips parted. You started dating in the fall, and it was still winter, so he hadn’t even seen you in shorts yet. 

You bit your lip before and peeled your shirt off, leaving you in just your bra and panties. Seeming to snap himself out of his trance, Tom stood up as well. 

“Seems only fair,” he smiled, pulling his sweats down. He stepped close to you and you looked up at him, feeling goosebumps rise on your skin. “Can I?” He asked, gesturing to your undergarments. 

You nodded, swallowing thickly before turning around. You could feel his breath fanning your neck and jolted slightly when you felt him press a wet kiss to your neck. His hands came up to your waist, his fingers caressing you softly before reaching up and unclasping your bra. He pushed the straps down your arms and you gasped slightly as the cold air hit you, your nipples hardening immediately. 

You heard and felt his breath hitch behind you. His hands came up around you, feeling and squeezing your breasts, “You’re gorgeous.”

You turned around and leaned up to kiss him, his hands found their place on your ass and you moaned breathlessly into his lips. He broke the kiss reluctantly and got down on his knees in front of you. He looked up at you, leaving kisses on your stomach and you stopped breathing for a minute––he just looked so enticing, so lustful for you. 

His hands caressed your thighs, moving up slowly before reaching the waistline of your panties. Carefully, not moving his eyes from yours, he slid them down your legs, leaving soft kisses as you stepped out of them. He quickly stood up and rid himself of his own underwear before leaning in to kiss you again. 

“Let’s get on the bed, yeah?” You nodded into the kiss and moved backward until you hit the bed. You dropped down onto it and moved into the middle, Tom hovered on top of you, resuming his position from the start. 

He looked into your eyes, his hand gently holding your cheek “You ready, baby?”

You nuzzled into his touch and nodded, “Yes, promise.”

He muttered a soft okay before kissing you on the lips again, then began trailing his lips down your body ever so softly. He kissed between your breasts, while grasping them both in his hands. Your back arched at his touch and you felt him smile into your chest. 

His lips trailed down even further, until he reached under your belly button. He looked up at you and spread your legs, before finally looking down. “Can I finally taste you, sweetheart? Is that okay with you? You just look so beautiful I’m dying to get a taste.”

You nodded, and he smiled up at you. He kissed your thigh, making sure to keep eye contact with you. All you could focus on was each other––the whole world drowned out around the both of you. He slowly, teasingly made his way up to your inner thigh, then skipping his way over to the other thigh, still looking at you while doing so. 

He nipped your skin softly and you gasped at the feeling. You reached your hands down and placed them on his own, and he clasped your hands together before holding your waist down with his arms. He leaned in and licked along your slit. You weren’t sure what to expect, but with all the teasing and build up, just the slightest touch felt great. 

He curved his tongue up and down along your folds, soon leaving open mouthed kisses on your lips. You sighed contently and he hummed into your heat, only adding to your pleasure. 

Tom had picked up on your reaction to his praise, so he made sure to use it to his advantage, to make this as enjoyable for you as can be. 

“Y’taste so fucking good baby,” he mumbled in between his kisses and licks. You whimpered, your back arching, hips straining under his hold. “Meant it when I said I would taste you for hours. But I know you have other plans for today, so I’ll leave that for some other day.” 

He slid a finger into you and you let out a sound you couldn’t even describe if you wanted to, all you know is that it caused Tom to quicken his pace and tighten his hold on you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head but a squeeze of your hand brought your attention to the boy between your legs. “Eyes on me, love.” You nodded enthusiastically and he smirked at your increased eagerness. 

He started paying extra attention to your clit, lapping at it before sucking it harshly, and sliding another finger into your heat. He curved them at just the right spot and soon enough you felt yourself reaching your peak. Your eyes fluttered shut, your mouth dropped open and your thighs tightened around Tom’s head. 

When you came to and finally opened your eyes, Tom was leaving kisses around your heat, his hands no longer in yours but caressing all the skin he could touch.

“Such a good girl for me.” 

You moaned involuntarily and he chuckled at your reaction, his hands still rubbing your skin soothingly as you were still slightly shaking from your orgasm.

“How was that princess?” He smirked, knowing damn well it was mind-blowing.

You rolled your eyes, unable to wipe the smile off of your face, “Get up here and kiss me, Holland.” 

He was quick to scramble up and meet your lips with his and your hand found it’s place in his curls. You easily got lost in each other, and you could taste yourself on his lips and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t turn you on even more. 

Just as Tom slipped his tongue into your mouth, one of his hands slipped down to find your clit. You whined into the kiss, still a bit sensitive from your high. 

He pulled away to look at you, biting his lip. “Just one more, love.” He pressed his head against yours as you panted at the feeling of his fingers expertly handling your bundle of nerves. “Need at least one more to make sure you’re ready for my cock.”

You audibly groaned at his words and he slid his two fingers back in you, twisting them and curling them just right before adding another finger and stretching you open. 

Once his thumb reached up to rub at your clit––you were seeing stars. Your hand dropped down, your body going limp. Tom kissed your cheeks softly, coaxing you down. 

Once you opened your eyes again, Tom asked, “are you still up for more?”

You couldn’t have nodded more eagerly. 

He positioned himself between your legs and you noticed his throbbing member standing tall. You could tell he actually enjoyed pleasuring you––How could he get any more perfect? 

He stroked his member a few times, cursing under his breath and dropping his head back after finally paying attention to his neglected member––not that he was complaining. You swear your mouth practically watered at the sight. When he regained his composure, he looked at you, checking if you were still alright then down to your center. 

He swiped his member through your folds and hissed, “Holy shit you’re so wet, love.” He licked his lips, rubbing your clit with his tip, making you arch your back. “Gonna be so warm and tight for me.” His thumb was rubbing circles on your inner thigh, trying to calm any nerves you might have.

He rubbed your wetness all around your pussy, on your clit––the slightest touch had you jolting. But you needed more. 

“Tommy,” he perked up at the new nickname. To be honest, you had been saving it for when the two of you were intimate––you felt that it was too personal to be said otherwise. “I need more, baby. Need you.”

His eyes widened and his heart rate quickened, “Of course, darling.” He pressed his tip into your entrance and your breath hitched. “Breathe for me, love. Need you to relax.” 

You nodded and tried to even out your breathing, sink into the sheets so you could be ready for him. He slowly pushed his way in a little further, waiting for you to let him know when he could move. 

You felt like it was taking you forever to adjust, was it annoying or frustrating for him? It was for you, that’s for sure. After beating yourself up in your head for a moment you spoke up, “I’m sorry this is taking so long, Tom. I––I don’t know what to do...”

His brows furrowed, “Hey hey, no no no, this isn’t something you have to be sorry for, this is completely natural, love.” He leaned down to kiss your forehead, careful not to move down there. “I will wait as long as you need, I promise.”

You smiled, but he could tell you were still worried. He brought his thumb to your clit and started rubbing it slowly, spreading your wetness and you felt yourself start to melt in the sheets. He leaned forward, resting his weight on one hand near your head, while the other held his member. 

He left wet kisses on your neck, leaving marks where he could reach. “Feel so good for me already, you know that? You’re so snug and tight, s’like your pussy was made for my cock.” He looked into your eyes “You’re mine.”

Your walls clenched around him and he almost choked on his breath. Your hands grasped his shoulders, and your legs wrapped around his waist, pushing him further inside you. “God love––you’ll be the death of me I swear.” 

You were almost there, almost completely filled and you were so eager to get there. Tom could tell you were yearning for it. He looked at you before leaning down to swirl his tongue around your nipple before sucking on it and you groaned loudly. “Fuck Tommy––”

“That’s what I like to hear, baby,” he switched to your other breast, making sure to pay equal attention to both. From the stimulation on your nipples and your clit, you loosened up a bit more and pulled Tom in all the way. He popped off of your chest to look at you, mouth hung open in shock. He caught his breath after a moment, “Feels so good––”

It took you a few more minutes, but soon you were ready for him to move. And once he did, you felt better than you thought you would. “Please don’t stop, Tommy.” You whispered in his ear and he growled and dropped his head into the crook your neck where he began leaving wet kisses as he thrusted faster. 

“This pussy feels like heaven, I swear,” he muttered half to himself. 

Between the feeling of his lips, his hand and his cock––you felt yourself get close rather quickly, in your opinion. “I’m gonna come, baby.” You looked up at him as he pulled away from your neck to look down at you. He leaned his forehead against yours, the both of you panting at the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. 

“Yeah, darling?” You nodded helplessly. “I’m close too––as soon as I pushed myself in that tight little pussy of yours it was practically coaxing me to the edge. 

He started pounding you faster, constantly checking to see if you were okay with the pace and the feeling. Your eyes rolled back and your back arched for who knows what time that night. “Oh my god Tom––”

“That’s it babygirl––fuck.” 

He was about to pull out when you held him in place, “I’m on the pill, Tommy.” He looked into your eyes, trying to figure out if you were really telling him what he was thinking or if he was just clouded by the pleasure you were giving him. “You can come inside me, baby. I want you to. ”

He came almost instantly, if it wasn’t obvious that you found it incredibly hot, he would have found it almost pathetic. A couple more thrusts and he emptied himself out inside of you. You sighed contently and bit your lip, trying to contain your beaming smile as you looked up at him and the fucked out look on his face––beyond happy that you were the reason that it was there. 

“You, my love, are the best thing that’s ever and will ever happen to me.” You felt your eyes tear up a bit at his confession but before you could say anything––not that you even know what you could have said, he pulled out of you and watched the cum drip out of your hole before taking his cock and thrusting it back into you, “Don’t want it to slip out just yet. Y’look so pretty full of my come, you know that?” He nuzzled his nose into your cheek. 

You swear only Tom could make a moment both incredibly dirty yet touching. He was yours. Your perfect boy. 

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A Little Birdy Told Me...

[Shinsou Hitoshi x genderneutral!Reader]

warnings: none!

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in which shinsou is typically headcanoned as a cat person, but i personally see him as a pretty big bird person lmao

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tho yes i do agree he's totally a cat person lmao

buuuuuttt hear me out....birds

You had been living with Shinsou for a little over a year, and you had come to pick up on when he wanted something or not

And lately, Shinsou had been hinting at the desire to get some type of bird as a pet

At this point in time, you hadn't shared ownership over any small living creature

I mean, maybe like one succulent but you never had a green thumb so somehow you killed it within a month

But other than that, you hadn't had the pleasure of learning how to take care of something with someone else

So one day you headed on over to the pet store on a whim and decided to get a bird for you and your partner :)

There were a lot of different birds to choose from, so you consulted one of the employees about which bird would be easiest for someone just starting out

They recommended a finch for the best starter bird, but they also said it was best to buy them in pairs as they lived better that way

You thought it would be adorable if you had your own bird and Shinsou had his, so about a hundred dollars later (totally guessing on this because also you need supplies and stuff to take care of them lmao) you had your little birds all packed away safely and on the way to their new home!

You eagerly awaited in the living room with the bird cage all set and prepped for your new finches. Slowly, you placed them into the cage and let them flutter about, squeaking and tweeting every which way as they got used to their new environment. You smiled, proud that you actually followed through with this little surprise.

Shinsou had always wanted a pet, but he never quite knew what he wanted to get. It had been an ongoing conversation between the two of you regarding responsibility, shifts taken to take care of it, how big of a pet you wanted, etcetera. Though you always thought Shinsou wanted a cat, and he truly exhibited signs of a cat person, it was interesting to find out that he had been looking into adopting some type of bird to hang around the house.

You heard the jangling of keys outside of your apartment door, instantly setting you off to cover up the bird cage with a towel and turn around innocently like nothing happened. The door opened and Shinsou walked through, carrying a few bags of groceries you had asked him to pick up to stall time.

"Hey!" You blurted out, almost a little too loud. Shinsou lifted an eyebrow at your demeanor, the side of his mouth curling into a slight smile.

"Hey," he said, placing the bags on the counter. He dropped his keys into the dish by the front door and slid off his coat, hanging it on a hook. "How was your day?"

"Eventful," you said, smile flickering on and off your face as you tried to hide your excitement. Shinsou eyed you suspiciously while he put away the groceries.

"Really? Care to elaborate?" He asked, not letting his back turn to you. You were giving off a very mischievous vibe, standing in the corner like that. You tried to play it off by shrugging, but Shinsou knew better.

"Finished one of my projects ahead of schedule," you said. "Aaand...I got you something."

"A present?" Shinsou grinned, picking up your playful tone. "Why, it's not even my birthday!"

"Shut up," you laughed out, shifting on your feet. Shinsou finished putting away the bags and rounded the counter, leaning against it. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking you up and down.

"If you got me socks, I'll be very disappointed," Shinsou said after a moment. You shook your head, trying to keep yourself together.

"It's better than that."

"A car?"

"Nope!"

"New shoes?"

"You have enough."

"A blender?"

"A blend-" you broke off exasperatedly, giving Shinsou a 'seriously?' look. He just held his hands up in mock surrender.

"Hey, you tell me, what's the mystery object under the cloth?" He pointed to the towel-covered bird cage. You were bubbling with excitement, unable to hold in the surprise any longer.

In a grand gesture you grabbed the towel, like a magician about to reveal that the assistant had vanished into thin air, and ripped it away with a flourish. The finches underneath fluttered and twittered at the sudden movement, but eventually calmed down and pecked around the cage. You gave Shinsou a big smile, turning to him and wringing the towel anxiously in your hands.

"Birds?" Shinsou stared at them, eyebrows furrowed. Your smile faltered a bit, uncertainty clouding your mind.

"You don't like them?" You asked, worried that you'd have to take the birds all the way back to the store that you had just gotten them from. Shinsou pushed away from the counter and approached the cage, looking into it curiously.

"They're finches," he said almost immediately. "You got finches. Why?"

"Be-because you said once that you were thinking about getting birds," you frowned. "Were you not serious?"

"No, I totally was," Shinsou replied, looking back into the cage. "Just...I didn't think you were listening."

"'Toshi!" you said, surprised that he was so surprised, "I always listen. Do you still want them?"

"Of course I want them!" Shinsou exclaimed, a smile spreading on his face. "Did you name them yet?"

"No," you laughed, loving the smile he was sporting. "I was saving that honor for you."

"Cheese Ball and Gremlin."

"...'Toshi, I love you, but those are probably the worst names you could've come up with in this moment."

"Sleep on it. They'll grow on you," he said, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your forehead. "Thank you. For listening."

"Well, we're bird parents now," you looked at him pointedly. "I expect both Cheese Ball and Gremlin to be taken care of with equal responsibility."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, kitten."

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Bonus content:

Shinsou letting the birds fly around the house during the weekend while he cooks breakfast for you

You wake up and come into the kitchen to see Cheese Ball and Gremlin nesting in Shinsou's hair as he flips pancakes

ALSO Cheese Ball and Gremlin tweeting to each other and Shinsou absentmindedly reading a book or something and whistling back to them

omg omg omg sorry why is this so cute HAHA

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i don't own birds but i think this would be adorable idk just a random scenario for my literal king LMAO

requests are welcome :)

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #204

“welcome to the gospel of dismay.”

Have you ever started reading a book and wondered if you’d read it before? I don't believe so. What has been bothering you a lot lately? Just job stuff... My VR coach and I are having difficulty finding something suitable for me (or something I'm even qualified for) to the point it's looking like I have no choice but to reach out of my comfort zone quite a bit. Thankfully, whatever I do, she goes to work with me and my case isn't closed until I feel totally comfortable at the job, but I just don't want to hop around five times until I find something that fits. I'm just ready to be settled into a job that's not torture for me. What (or who) have you been missing lately? I've been missing Sara really, really badly. My friend Alex, too. It's seemed lately that I only matter when she wants to talk, solely about her boyfriend. As for what, motivation... It's been running low low low lately. Miss having the drive to write like I used to. Miss hobbies. I miss doing things. Are you trustworthy? Yes. Did your parents teach that white lies were ok? In few situations, such as not to hurt other's feelings. Have you ever hallucinated? When coming off of a medication, yes. I saw moving shadows. Do you sleep with your door open or closed? Open. Roman would neeeever let me sleep with it closed, but even then, I prefer not to have it closed. My mom sleeps right outside my room on the couch, and even though we're sleeping, it gives me a natural sense of security to be able to see her. I'm such an infant. By God, do I need to loosen up on my attachment to her. What flags do you have in your room, if any? None. What (or who) is the best thing that ever happened to you? Recovery is the best thing, as for who, Sara. Although in some ways you could say Jason just because of how he changed me to an incredible degree and brought about the development of a lot of strength and less naivety, plus a LOT of self-discovery. I guess it depends on how you look at the question. What is the worst decision you ever made? Essentially turning Jason into a god. Letting my life depend on him loving me. Do you miss college? Jfc, I miss school PERIOD. I don't need to give the sob story about how I'm like a prisoner to my house again and how I don't really have friends. I miss having a purpose, and I neeeeed to be exposed to strangers again for social exercise, as well as hopefully to make friends. I just want something to do and work towards my career. I stg my fucking old college better get their shit together so I can go next semester. I will actually lose my shit otherwise. Have you ever called a teacher “mom”? I think I have by accident before. I still call an old teacher that's now a family friend "2nd Mom" sometimes. What is your favorite arcade game? Idk what are "normal" ones. Oh, well, do crane machines count? So rigged, but they're fun. Do you feel neglected? No, for the most part. Those most important in my life are doing everything to make sure I can handle the "real" world one day. What school subject(s) are/were your best? English, art, and science. Are you allergic to grass? No. Do you remember to water plants? I don't have any. What season is your birthday in? Winter. Name 3 creative people you know. Sara, Connie, and Emma to name just a few. Name 3 YouTubers you aspire to be like. Markiplier for work ethic, creativity, compassion, wisdom, determination, etc. etc. etfuckingc., Shane Dawson for kindness, aaaaand uhhhh Arin Hanson for how down-to-earth and chill he is behind his goofy exterior. What color was your first car? Haven't had my first one yet. What year did you graduate? 2014. When was the last time you saw the person you currently have feelings for? Not since early February. Have you ever been scammed? Ummmm idk, maybe? Are you allergic to pollen? Yes. What style of wedding dress do you like best? Ballgown. Are you over your first love? Yes. Do you talk on the phone a lot? No. Would you rather call or text? Text, big time. Do you always answer your phone? Most times. When was the last time you went to a party? Nicole didn't really have a "party," nor did Sara, so technically my nephew's birthday in August. What was the last thing you ate? A bagel. What’s the last book you checked out from the library? I couldn't tell you. Do you have a twitter? Yeah, but I post nothing. It only exists to like Mark's shit lmao. If so, what was the last thing you tweeted? ^ Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? My mom. What’s the last thing you cooked on the stove? Scrambled eggs eons ago. What color is the cover of the last notebook you used? Hot pink. Who was the last person you know to have a birthday? Alex. Who sent the last e-mail you got? Mad Ethel's tattoo parlor. I was talking with them about enhancing my tat I got in tribute to Mark; I don't think it looks spacey enough at all, so I'm going to a more professional artist. I mean I like what it is now, but I want to love it. I got a price estimate, aaand it's probably gonna be a while. What song is currently stuck in your head? "Legs Up" by Jeffree Star bye I'mma go jump off a bridge. Do you have a favorite shape? Of basic shapes, circles. What color are the sheets on your bed? White, which I hate; between Roman and Teddy, you can tell it needs to be changed desperately. What time do you usually go to bed? It can range from very rarely as early as 7:00 (I have to be having a baaaaad day) to as late as midnight. Yeah. Do you ever use coloring books? Not anymore. Are you planning on watching the Olympics? I never do. Do you pronounce the word "often" with or without a "t" in the middle? With. Have you ever been on a trapeze? No. Do you enjoy popping bubble wrap? Omfg GIMME. Are there any waterfalls near where you live? No. Do you like seafood? No, solely shrimp prepared in certain ways. Have you ever had to wear a uniform for anything? In middle school. Then at my two jobs. If so, what did it look like? Middle school was khaki pants with plain tops of only certain colors, like white or light blue (those may have been the only options, even). I don't remember the work ones, I was there so briefly. Do you personally know anyone who is an author? No. Do you own a Polaroid camera? No. Do you enjoy baking? I don't enjoy cooking period. What’s your favorite type of flower? Orchids. Last time (if ever) you were on an airplane, where were you going? Back home from Illinois. Do you know anyone who is left-handed? Sara. What is something you think is underrated? Hm. Probably certain shows or movies that aren't coming to mind. Ah, "The Cat in the Hat" with Mike Myers is certainly one for me. It's such a meme that it's awful, but I love that movie. Around what temperature do you consider it to be too hot outside? Like 65*F. In what ways do you expect your life to be different one year from now? I BETTER have a stable job. How often do you travel outside of the state/province you live in? Not often at all. What’s a hobby you used to have, but don’t anymore? Sigh, reading. That hobby died at the hospital, when all I had to do was read and color all day every day because the mental institutions here are godawful. I really do miss reading. What has been your favorite job you’ve had so far? Ha. What’s your favorite kind of salsa/dip to go with tortilla chips? Just the normal spicy kind. Do you wash your car by hand or drive through a car wash? I don’t have a car. Where is the farthest north you’ve traveled to? Michigan. Farthest south? Florida. East? Well, here in NC. West? Illinois. How often do you run the dishwasher? We don't have one. Do you wash your face at the sink or in the shower? Sink. Name a stereotype about your gender that you don’t fit. I have no desire for kids, I hate shopping, I have no interest in fashion... Name a stereotype about your age that you don’t fit. I still don't want kids/don't have any kids. Do you have any unusual decorations in your home? Not really, but I suppose you could say my late grampa's old "cowboy" hat with feather tassels hanging on the wall is? It's aaaalways been on the walls in all our houses. Do you have any uncommon kitchen appliances, such as espresso machines, waffle irons, etc? I dunno. I don't use any. What did your parents major/minor in in college, if they went? Mom majors in social work; Dad never went. Has either of their careers influenced what career you chose or want to pursue? No. What is the highest level math class you’ve completed? I don't remember. How old were you when you learned how to ride a bike? Idr. How old were you when you learned how to swim? Again, idr. How do you react when someone is rude to you? I get really embarrassed for whatever reason and also verbally impulsive; you don't know what's gonna come out of my mouth. Have you ever had a friend who was too clingy? No, but then again, I don't know if "too clingy" exists for me. What kind of natural disaster is most common where you live? Hurricanes. Why is your least favorite season your least favorite? It's too goddamn hot and humid as FUCK and all the insects are out. Do you have a Netflix account? Yes. Have you ever had an animal get into your attic? No. Where is your favorite place to go on vacation? Honestly, I can't even tell you. I've been on so, so few vacations, and those I have are almost exclusively to the beach, which I don't like. How long does it take to get there? The beach is ~2+ hours depending on which one we're going to. When was the last time you started a “new chapter” of your life? When I fully let Jason go, I guess. I don't think I've had a massive change since then. What room in your home do you spend the least amount of time in? I never go into my sister's old room. What is the last random act of kindness you did? Don't drag me for playing WoW please okay. But anyway me and another player were heading to an old raid, and I flew to the spawn point of an incredibly rare mob that drops a mount to see if it was up; he was, and the guy was super thankful I checked for him (I already had it, so it wasn't for my own benefit). Do you do anything to reduce the amount of electricity you use? I do the opposite, really... as much as I hate that. I learned to finally keep the lights on in the room I'm in to combat depression, and after finding that it truly works well (if you have depression, seriously, LIGHT THAT ROOM UP), if it's even SLIGHTLY darker without it, that ceiling light's going on. Then at night, Mom likes me to keep the living room light on so it looks like more people are home (it's for safety). Are you usually open to trying a new food that you aren’t familiar with? Nooooooo. Do you listen to Panic! At The Disco? I LAAAAAAAAAHV them! Have you ever had a kinky dream about a celebrity? "I’ve had sex dreams but they weren’t kinky." <<<<<<<<<< Is there a song you can’t stop listening to atm? I have been craaaazy about Caleb Hyles covers lately. Has anyone ever told you that they loved you, and you couldn’t say it back? Yes. That's when I finally ended the "thing" with Joel, I think. If your Facebook status doesn’t get any likes/comments, does it bother you? If it's something I actually wrote instead of something I shared (which is almost exclusively what I do), I get really self-conscious and automatically embarrassed because my head screams "NOBODY CARES." Which friend do you confide in most? Easily Sara. Do you wear a cross? No. What is your opinion on Arby's? Ew. When you have your own kitchen, how will it be done? I don't know. Haven't really thought about it, and besides, I think it'd depend on the layout. What is your favorite doughnut? Glazed. Closely followed by classic/cake. Do you have a hot tub? If so, where is it located? HA bitch we're poor. Did you read the Twilight series, or jump on the bandwagon after the movie? Didn't read the books or watch the movies. What is your favorite party game? Mario Kart. Do you or your parents rake your yard? No. Were you pro-Obama? I was indifferent considering I didn't know enough about him. What is your favorite scent from Bath & Body Works? *shrugs* What was the last illegal thing you did? Downloaded music. Who did you last go to the movies with? Ummm... Mom, I think? What color was the last vehicle you were in? White. Do you have any family members in the military right now? No. Is there a ceiling fan in the room you’re in? No. When was the last time you wished time would move faster? Like... every day for a long, long time now. I just want to have a job or be in school. I want to make progress towards a successful future. I know that's an extremely unhealthy desire to want to zoom through each day, but it's hard to cherish every, identical day lately. Are there any owls in your room (as decor, of course)? No. Have you ever heard voices? Audibly? I don't think so. Do you believe in angels and demons? I don't really know. I know there's life after death, but like, I don't know if your soul is "categorized." Who is the worst neighbor you have ever had? I can't really get into that as I don't know the full story... Dad was good friends with them, but Mom got along with them too, and came divorce time, they turned evil to Mom. I don't know things that were said. Did your Barbies go on dates? I don't remember. If you’re not straight, who was the first person you came out to? Sara. She's the one who talked me through the revelation. Where did you meet your first crush? We went to the same school. Do you remember the first time your first crush ever said hi to you? No. Do you ever go places with wet hair? Yeah. Who is your favorite little girl? My niece. What do you want the most in life? Happiness. What is a decision you’ve made that changed your entire life? Letting Jason become everything. Do you ever wonder what kind of person you’d have turned out to be if a certain event never happened to you? I wonder quite a bit who I'd be if the breakup never happened. When you’re home alone, do you still shower with the bathroom door closed? No. Even when someone is home, I keep it cracked so it doesn't get so humid. If you could have anyone’s singing voice, whose would you choose? Uhhhhh would any female not choose Amy Lee. What are your top 3 favorite genres of music? Metal, rock, indie. Where did you buy your dishes from? I have NO idea. We've had the same fancy-ish dishes my entire life. Do you think Mars will be colonized in your lifetime? In my lifetime, no. What’s the most expensive thing you’ve bought that turned out to be a waste of money? I have no clue. What’s something you’ve bought that turned out to be way more useful than you anticipated? I also don't know. Have you ever been on a ship? No, just boats. Do you ever take intentional breaks from checking/posting on social media? No. Who was Van Halen’s better singer - David Lee Roth, or Sammy Hagar? David. Which fictional character has the most memorable quotes? I'd have to think way too long on this. ACTUALLY. Maybe the Cheshire cat, off the top of my head. What’s a class you did not take in school, but now wish you had? None. Have you ever been to either of your parents’ workplaces? Yeah. What do you think of the ‘Healthy At Every Size’ movement/philosophy? ACTUALLY fuck off. Coming from someone who is overweight, get out of here with that shit. Don't normalize an unhealthy body. Have you ever been bitten so hard that their teeth marks were there after? Uh, other than in a sexual context, I don't think so, no. WAIT NO I bit my sister's back so hard as a kid that she bled, so probably. Ever been given a hickey? (Love bite) Well read above. Ever gave one? Yeah. Are you more of an outgoing type or shy type? I'm shy as fuck. Do you think it's weird if guys wear make-up like eyeliner? If you do think it is, I want nothing to do with your ass. It's 2019. Are you self conscious? If so what are you self conscious about? More than words can explain. My awkwardness, stuttering, lack of comfort with eye contact, and my body. Are you flirty at all? In certain instances with an s/o. Are you racist at all? No. Would you ever date a disabled person? (Be honest) It depends on the disability. With my own issues, I need to be able to handle theirs. If you found a baby randomly by itself what would you do? Call the police. Would you rather adopt or have your own child? If I was to have kids, I'd rather them be my own or wife's if I'm with a woman. But again, I don't want kids period. What would you class as cheating on someone? As soon as you're hiding shit regarding another person from your partner. Do you try to be politically correct? Only to a certain degree. What’s your favorite kind of sea critter? That's hard. I love seahorses, sea turtles, jellyfish, dolphins, whales... Have you ever tasted locally-made honey before? I don't think so. As far as earrings go, would you rather wear hoops or studs? Studs. Do you find P.E. humiliating, or think schools shouldn’t teach it? It wasn't humiliating, at least back then when I had a healthy body. I have mixed emotions about its mandatory status... Like, exercise should absolutely be encouraged, but P.E. classes tend to be entirely inflexible in regards to accommodating different people's limits and conditions. Do you recycle? Sadly no. We have to drive to the dump in order to, and Mom got tired of it. Are you interested in current world issues? Not even nearly as much as I should. Do you think you are mature, or immature? It depends on the situation. What kind of career are you interested in? It'd be great if I could survive just off of photography, but odds are I won't be able to. So I'm trying to go back to college and major in zoology to be an out-on-the-field zoologist. Do you own a pair of sunglasses? No. Do you use bobby pins, hair clips, or elastic hair ties? Which? None; my hair is really short. When it was long, I used hair ties. How badly do you get acne? (If at all) I don't anymore, just the occasional pimple usually around that time of the month. What’s the best way to cope with a breakup? YOU ARE ASKING THE WRONG PERSON. If someone dislikes you, what is most likely to be the reason? For those who don't know me thoroughly, I wouldn't be even remotely surprised if someone thought I was a lazy freeloader going nowhere. I feel like most people think that anyway because I'm going through hell to get a job, don't have friends, and am not back in school yet. How many text messages do you have in your inbox atm? No unread ones. When was the last time you had a difficult decision to make? Last week or so when I deeply debated on whether or not to get rid of Kaiju (my juvenile don't-touch-me iguana). In school, what subjects do/did you find the most difficult? Math and economics. Do you still speak to the person you had your first kiss with? No. Where did you meet the last person you swapped numbers with? I believe that was my VR coach? Who was the last person to add you as a friend on Facebook? My old high school friend Robert. This dude's working at NASA while I'm at home every day at my laptop. I'm an adult. Who was the last person that asked if you were okay? My mom. What does your handwriting look like? It's a mix of (mostly) cursive and print, and I'm usually told it's "too" fancy and hard to read. Do you use any products on your hair, other than shampoo and conditioner? No. Who were your best friends in primary school? Brianna, Kim, and Quiata. Do you still speak to any of them? No. What was the last thing you bought from a vending machine? Probably a drink. I don't remember the last time I used one. What color hair did your first crush have? Brown. What type of shoes do you find the most comfortable? Maybe Vans? Are you more masculine or feminine? Idk. If you could design your own mug, what would you put on it? Idk. Rainbow meerkat pawprints going up in a spiral around the cup? First thing that came to mind. What is the best beach you’ve been to? I've only been to two (I think), and I don't care enough about beaches or remember well enough to answer this. What is one thing you physically can’t do? There is no way in Heaven or Hell I could clean up vomit without hurling myself. Have you ever been to a funeral? Yes. Have you ever visited your state’s capitol building? No. Have you ever visited your nation’s capitol building? No. Do/did you have a favorite seat in church? No. What is your favorite park? Disney World, of course. Have you ever felt an earthquake? No. Do you chew gum regularly? No. Where did you go on your first train ride? N/A Do you know anyone with a dual citizenship? Most likely. What sports teams do you root for, if any? (Extra points for Boston fans.) None, really. I grew up automatically biased to the Carolina Hurricanes in hockey thanks to Dad, but I don't actually care. Do you dunk your cookies in milk? Oreos, preferably. Others, sometimes. What is something you are confident about? My knowledge of meerkats. Have you ever been physically addicted to a substance? What? I don't really know if this "counts" as it was the product of severe anxiety over vomiting, but in middle school, I would constantly think I was going to be sick and took one Peptobismol literally everyday at school, usually in I think second period when my anxiety was bad enough. It finally ended when we ran out and I had to go without it and I saw I was okay. I was so happy when that shit ended. How do you feel about needles? Eh. The feeling is obviously unpleasant, but they don't bother me much; not at all for tattoos. Getting shots or blood drawn is a bit more "ew" because of the needle's length. But anyway, in general, needles are okay. What is your favorite accent to listen to? Maybe French for women, British for men. Or British for both, idk. What was the reason you last got dressed up? Went job hunting with my VR coach. Have you ever been the subject of cruel rumors? Not really cruel, no. ^ What were they? N/A Do you prefer loose or form-fitting clothing? A bit loose. ^ What about on your preferred gender? I like both men and women, so. I tend to like more form-fitting on women and looser on men. Maybe. Idk actually. But pants. Give me skinny jeans on everyone. What do you do when you are really, really mad? Be WAY too impulsive about what comes out of my mouth. And I cry. Would you rather go naked than wear fur? Omfg don't do this. I guess wear fur. I hate my body too much. But I'd feel absolutely godawful. Do you put a line through your 7's? Yes. ^ What about your Z's? Yes. What is one thing that someone could do to you that is unforgivable? More than anything else, rape. Are you able to forgive and forget? It's rare I'm unable to forgive, but forget? Nope. Do you like cold pizza? Yeah. What is your favorite fruit? Strawberries. Kiwi, too. What about your favorite fruit juice, if it differs from solid fruit? Peach/mango mix. Do you like broccoli and cheese? Oh my god in Heaven, yes. What about potatoes and cheese? Yeah. Have you written a letter by hand, lately? To whom? Not lately. Toaster or toaster oven? I've only ever had a toaster oven. I like how you can see if something is starting to burn, anyway. What are you most known for? Likes meerkats more than she likes 99% of the human population. I keep my worship of Mark Fischfuckface on the down low irl so meerkats win overall. Do you have any reputations? What are they? I don't think so. Do you wear band shirts? Yeah. ^ What band was on the last one you wore? Uh... shit. I think Metallica? It's rare I have to put on "real" clothes now (yes, I stay in pjs all day bc I never leave the house), so idrk. Do you own any hats? Describe them. No. What about masks, you got any? Describe those. No. What was the last thing to leave you speechless? Watching the spire of the Cathedral collapse yesterday. That whole thing broke my heart. I know the serious valuables were saved, but still, there was so much damage to 800 years of incredible art and history. Do your parents like your friends? If they don’t, why not? I have like... one irl, serious friend. They both love him. Have you been called a bad influence? Yes. As if she wasn't an awful one. Describe your favorite pair of socks. They're covered in meerkats. :'D Thanks, big sister. Have you experienced any life-changing news, events, etc, lately? No. Have any self-done piercings? No, not doing that shit. I'm too serious about piercings being done well and in the most hygienic manner. Ever pierced someone else? No, for the same reasons as above. Do you get distracted easily? Holy shit, yes. Is talking to strangers enjoyable for you, or stressful? It's anxiety-inducing as hell. How do you feel about getting new neighbors? Idc. How many ceiling fans are in your home? None. Do you tweet your life away? I don't use it. How do you feel about shameless self promoting? Ever since actually trying to get out in the freelance photography world, I get it, as uncomfortable as it is. HOWEVER, there are absolutely places where doing it is inappropriate. When reading words. like. this. do. you always pause after the periods? Yeah. What about screaming when reading something IN ALL CAPS? Yeah.

[punk-rock-pixie]

1-96 you fucker

(1) Do You Sleep With Your Closet Doors Open Or Closed?

Usually closed

(2) Do You Have Freckles?

Yes! Many actually!

(3) Can You Whistle?

Not well, but yes

(4) Last Song You Listened To.

It was something by streetlight manifesto 

(5) What Is Your Favourite Colour?

FUCK DUDE I NEVER KNOW

(6) Relationship Status.

Single as fuuuuuuuck

(7) What Is The Temperature Right Now?

According to snapchat it is 76 F

(8) Did You Wake Up Cranky?

Yes because I had an alarm that gave me a fucking heart attack

(9) How Many Followers?

Like.... 800-something

(10) Zodiac Sign.

Scorpio

(11) What Is Your Eye Colour?

Hazel

(12) Take A Vitamin Daily?

Nope. No meds either

(13) Do You Sing In The Shower?

Fuckin always

(14) What Books Are You Reading?

Hyperbole and a half for like the millionth time!

(15) Grab The Book Nearest To You, Turn To Page 64, Give Me Line 14.

There is no line 14. It’s Hyperbole and a half

(16) Favourite Anime?

D. Gray-Man

(17) Last Person You Cried In Front Of?

My mum I think???? 

(18) Do You Collect Anything?

Guitar picks lmao

(19) What Did You Have For Lunch?

I didn’t really have lunch, more than like a collection of snacks

(20) Do You Dance In The Car?

Only if I have someone with me

(21) Favourite Animal?

Cats

(22) Do You Watch The Olympics?

Not really

(23) What Time Do You Usually Go To Bed?

Because it is holiday now, usually about 1:00 am

(24) Are You Wearing Makeup Right Now?

Nope. Not today. Usually I do my eyebrows and basic contour though.

(25) Do You Prefer To Swim In A Pool Or The Ocean?

I prefer a pool cuz it’s closer.

(26) Favourite Tumblr Blog?

I think it goes without saying @thebootydiaries

(27) Bottled Water Or Tap Water?

Tap is cheaper

(28) What Makes You Happy?

Playing guitar, singing loudly

(29) Post A Gif Of What You’re Currently Feeling Right Now.

Just killed the third god damn spider from my shower drain.... 

(30) Do You Study Better With Or Without Music?

With AF

(31) Dogs Or Cats?

Both???

(32) If You Were A Crayon What Colour Would You Be?

(33) PlayStation Or Xbox.

PlayStation

(34) Would You Swim In The Lake Or Ocean?

Ocean because the last lake I swam in was eh

(35) Do You Believe In Magic?

Boi I practice magic

(36) What Colour Shirt Are You Wearing?

Grey. It’s a Ninja Sex Party shirt

(37) Can You Curl Your Tongue?

Yeet

(38) Do You Save Money Or Spend It?

Currently saving actually!

(39) Is There Anything Pink Within 10 Feet Of You?

A picture of Padparadscha I drew as well as my rose quartz healing crystal

(40) Do You Have Any Obsessions Right Now?

Crankgameplays, Hamilton, Animal Crossing New Leaf, Crazy Ex Girlfriend

(41) Have You Ever Caught A Butterfly?

No, but I have caught a fuck ton of moths

(42) Are You Easily Influenced By Other People?

I think it depends on the situation

(43) Do You Have Strange Dreams?

Very often, yes

(44) Do You Like Going On Airplanes?

Not entirely. I don’t like traveling somewhere, but I love being in the destination

(45) Name One Movie That Made You Cry.

BOOK OF LIFE

(46) Peanuts Or Sunflower Seeds?

Neither tbh? I don’t like either that much.

(47) If I Handed You A Concert Ticket Right Now, Who Would You Want The Performer To Be?

Fleetwood Mac, Streetlight Manifesto, or Green Day

(48) Are You A Picky Eater?

A lotta the time, yes, but I will at least TRY new things

(49) Are You A Heavy Sleeper?

On some days, the small meowing of my cats wake me up, sometimes I sleep through our fire alarm

(50) Do You Fear Thunder / Lightning?

No. I really love storms tbh

(51) Do You Like To Read / Write?

I like to write. Reading gives me anxiety a lot of the time. 

(52) Do You Like Your Music Loud?

Sometimes yes

(53) Would You Rather Carve Pumpkins Or Wrap Presents?

Carve pumpkins SO MUCH

(54) Put Your Music On Shuffle, What Is The First Song That Came Up?

Well, currently I am listening to pandora on shuffle... Currently, “Ah, Christine!” from Love Never Dies is playing. The story sucks, but the production and music of it is very good. 

(55) What Season Are You In Right Now? (Weather)

Summer. Which means so MANY FUCKING BUGS

(56)What Are You Craving Right Now?

Thai food from the place next to where I work, and a lotta affection

(57) Post A Screenshot Of Your Tumblr Feed.

I’m lazy

(58) What Is Your Gender?

Honestly, I’m a trans boi

(59) Coffee Or Tea?

Tea

(60) Do You Have Any Homework Right Now? If So, What Is It About?

I’m not taking any online courses this summer so yeet

(61) What Is Your Sexuality?

I don’t know. I mean... I’m mostly into boys, but idk there were like three times where I liked someone who identified as a girl.

(62) Do You Make Your Bed In The Morning?

Not usually

(63) Favourite Pokemon?

I’m just gonna do my party Mimikyu, any of the Shinx evolutions, Lucario, any Rowlet evolution, Altaria and Arcanine! (and people should like totally draw me with my faves at some point if they wanted to lmao)

(64) Favourite Social Media?

Honestly, I think youtube.... ANYTHING OTHER THAN THIS SITE 

(65) What’s Your Opinion On Instagram Stories?

I don’t use them often

(66) Do You Get Homesick?

Nope

(67) Are You A Virgin?

In terms of Rocky Horror Picture Show, no. In terms of sex, yes.

(68) What Shampoo And Conditioner Are You Using Right Now?

Head and shoulders for shampoo, some coconut oil blend for conditioner. 

(69) If You Were Far From Home And Needed To Sleep For The Night, Would You Choose To Rent A Crappy Motel Room For $60 Or Sleep In Your Car For Free?

Probably a motel

(70) Are Both Of Your Blood Parents Still In Your Life?

Yes.

(71)  Whats The Next Movie You Want To See In Theaters?

FUCK DUDE IDK WHAT’S OUT RN

(72) Do You Miss Your Ex?

NOPE. FUCK ALL OF THEM. Save for 2. Two of them were decent. 

(73) What Is Your Favourite Quote Right Now?

“FUCK ME RAY BRADBURY” - Rachel Bloom

(74) What Eye Colour Do You Find Sexiest?

Hazel and Brown tbh????

(75) Did You Like Swinging As A Child? Do You Still Get Excited When You See A Swing Set?

FUCK YEAH. AND I STILL DO!

(76) What Was The Last Thing You Ate?

Uhhhhh shit idk. graham crackers I think?

(77) What Games Do You Have On Your Phone?

Magic Carp Jump, Tap Tap fish, aaand that’s it????

(78) Would You Give A Homeless Person CPR If They Were Dying? Why Or Why Not?

No, because I am not certified to do so. I’d get help though!

(79) Been On The Computer For 5 Hours Straight?

You fuckin know it!

(80) Stalked Someone On A Social Network?

You.... fuckin know it. Not like terribly, but I occasionally go through my followers’ accounts

(81) Do You Like Meeting New People?

Sometimes It’s fine. Other times I am terrified

(82) Do You Wear Rings? If You Do, Take A Picture Of Them.

Nope cuz I’d play with them too much

(83) Do You Sleep With Your Bedroom Door Open Or Closed?

Closed

(84) What Are Three Things You Did Today?

Went to do some volunteering at city hall, went to work, went to the gym

(85) What Do You Wear To Bed?

Usually just boxers or something because it is hot as fuck lately

(86) List All Of Your Different Beauty Products You Have Right Now.

Concealer, foundation, primer, eyeshadow.... I have too many so like????

(87) Are You A Day Or Night Person?

IM BACK TO BEING  A NIGHT PERSON

(88) List All Of Your Video Games On Your Phone, Console Etc.

OH BOI THAT WILL TAKE TOO LONG

(89) Tell Me About A Dream That You Had And When It Happened.

I had a dream I was with Crankgameplays, my friend Nate, and @dreamxng-forever This was recently too. Like, a few days ago. We were hanging out and Nate and Sarah were shipping me with Ethan. Then we were in a ceremony for something and I was staring blankly. Ethan turned to me and asked if I was okay, and while still very monotone and blank I said, “You know this is just a fucking dream....” 

Ethan: “what?”

Me: “This is just a dream and I could wake up at any point.”

(my alarm clock goes off while I’m dreaming)

Me: Womp... There it is. Gotta blast. FUUUUCKIN KILL MEEE.....

(90) Favourite Soda Drink?

I don’t like soda

(91) What Sounds Are Your Favourite?

I really like the sound of a C7 chord, some people’s voices, the dinging of a timer meaning my food is ready. Some people’s laughs. 

(92) Do You Wear Jeans Or Sweats More?

I mean I wear both about the same

(93) How Do You Look Right Now?

Like absolute garbage

(94) Name Something That Relaxes You.

Hot baths

(95) What Tattoo Do You Want?

I want little black stars and planets on my forearm

(96) Favourite YouTuber?

YOU MAY OR MAY NOT KNOW CUZ I LIKE TO KEEP IT SUBTLE BUT @crankgameplays I KNOW IT IS SOOO SUBTLE YOU PROBABLY DIDN’T KNOW LMAO