#and play it off as a song about them loving their fans till the final chorus hits…

[deus-ex-mona]

[arimiadev]

spooky indie visual novels you've never heard of for spooky season

since it's October I thought I'd put together a list of spooky indie visual novels (horror, Halloween, creepy, dark comedy, anything in the spirit of the season goes) that you've probably never heard of but can play right now on itchio!

model employee

Model Employee is a corporate horror visual novel. Just discharged from the hospital and massively in debt for their life-saving cybernetics, the player-character must adapt to the “extreme” work-life balance of a Tethys Team Member- but they have help. Penny, the artificial personality that controls all security, waste disposal, and employee surveillance in the facility, specializes in reinforcing an especially cutthroat variety  of workplace culture- and she’s taken an interest in you.  If you want to get ahead in your career, you gotta be willing to take some risks.

model employee is such a tightly structured visual novel for being made in just one month for a game jam, making full use of everything while surprising you at every corner. every part of this game was so well planned and thought out- dystopian corporate satire isn’t my cup of tea (we’re living it) but the way they present everything in this game makes it feel so much more intense.

beary the hatchet

It’s Halloween 199X, and you killed someone during your morning shift. Honestly it’s inconvenient. This job was imperfect, sure, but you got to wear a mask with no questions asked and the pay was livable. But now you’ll have to keep the body in the backrooms till your shift is done. Bummer. “You’re… the absolutely WICKED and AWESOME Bearwater Grizzly Killer, aren’t you?!” …and now enters the dreaded true crime fan.

beary the hatchet is such a uniquely lovely game to look at, even if the subject matter is grim. I love the color palette and tones in this, I love the 2.5D graphics, I love how expressive all of the designs are. it’s a game oozing with style.

WE KNOW THE DEVIL

Anyone can kill the devil; that’s why they always make teens the vampire slayers, the magical girls. But some kids can’t even get that right; and that’s why meangirl Neptune, tomboy Jupiter, and shy shy Venus have to endure one more week of summer camp and each other, singing boring songs about jesus, doing busywork for adults, and hoping god’s radio can’t hear them. Before they can leave the summer scouts, they’ve got to spend twelve hours in the loneliest cabin in the woods and wait for the devil to come and live through the night–or not. You know.

it’s a visceral experience, something that feels foreign and familiar at the same time. I love the direction for it, the sketchy monochrome sprites against the colored photos- parts when there aren’t any characters on screen feel that much more real, like you’re watching found footage because of how tense everything is.

disconnect

Late at night, a phone call from a friend keeps disconnecting from you… On and off, on and off, constantly… …What would you do if you realized your friend wasn’t who you thought they were? And how would you react when the truth was finally revealed? (“̷̢̑W̸̨̊o̸̫͊u̷̱͝ḽ̸͛d̴͉̐ ̵̚ͅy̵̜̽o̸̥͗u̷̮̎ ̷̜̏s̶̤̄t̸̥͐i̴̻̕l̸̰͝l̸͉̓ ̷͕́ȁ̸̩c̸̡̓t̵̜̊ ̵͓̈t̶̙̄h̶̦͂e̸̩͠ ̸̩̅s̶̘̏a̷̪͛m̵̮͒e̴͖͑ ̸̭́w̷̨̚á̴̱y̵̯̑?̶͎̌"̷͈̆) Find out what happened to our scaredy-cat protagonist, Indie－a famous horror storyteller on the H-T-M (Horror, Tales, and Mystery) forum. What would she do when she unintentionally uncovered a mystery hidden deep within her own home?

I love the style of disconnect and the unorthodox way of getting to the truth of the matter. I’m not normally one to play furry VNs, but the designs are adorable and I love the presentation of the game, it has a lot of animation in it. there’s also one moment not too far in on this screen that made me scream…

curse of the juniper tree

Curse of the Juniper tree is a tale of two siblings, a cursed tree and an isolated village. It is a short kinetic visual novel featuring 2d exploration. Walk around the snowy village and talk to its inhabitants! Story is loosely based off the fairytale called The Juniper Tree by the Brothers Grimm in Grimm’s Fairy Tales in 1812.

this is a lovely and short story about two siblings living in a frozen land together. it’s a very atmospheric story with so many beautiful blues and detailed character designs. the controls were a bit hard to figure out at times but it’s worth your time.

reaplaced

Grea Perrim is a reaper of souls, and it’s her duty to bring the deceased to the other side. But in the world of reapers, death isn’t any kind of equalizer. The value of a soul is directly tied to the peculiarity of its death. Grea’s supernatural senses bring her to a Halloween house party with three costumed guests. She soon finds the most valuable kind of soul: the victim of a locked-room murder. In order to reap the soul, Grea must unravel the identity of its killer and explain its death in full. Is this the work of a human? A witch? Or something else entirely…?

reaplaced is a fun little whodunnit set on Halloween about a grim reaper out on the hunt who finds herself in the middle of a murder mystery. it’s much more indepth than I was expecting and the soundtrack is wonderful—there’s a lot of small touches to it that make it great.

Silver Thread

An exorcist that doubts the existence of ghost might sound contradictory but to Alicia Wilkershire, this is the right way to get closer to the truth. Her latest job sounded like another run-of-the-mill case and she greeted her client with her usual pessimism but is it, really?

Silver Thread is a spooky and short RPGM game about a skeptical exorcist trying to help a guy with his problems. the style is lovely and if you also like this kind of style, the developer has several other RPGM games like this!

Elevator Hitch

Elevator Hitchis a short 2.5D surreal horror/escape room visual novel with point-and-click and puzzle elements following the story of two co-workers suddenly finding themselves stuck together in a "Perfectly Normal" 70s office elevator.  They must explore each liminal-looking floor and find a way to get off the elevator to their actual destinations.

like a few others on this list, Elevator Hitch was made in just a month for the Spooktober Visual Novel Jam and was my favorite game from the year it came out (2022). it's more of an adventure style game than pure visual novel, so expect puzzles and a lot of bad ends! this developer also has a lot of other similar style adventure visual novels.

The Case of the Serialized Killer

When a popular illustrator is found dead, disgraced demonologist Harold Ludicael is hired to summon her ghost. Ghosts are the one thing he can't summon, but with sharp insight, perhaps he can solve the mystery, and resurrect the most important thing: His career.

this visual novel is an absolute feast on the eyes as all of the art is done by traditionally painted watercolor artworks! the characters are all unique and the world feels very lived in. if you like murder mysteries then check it out.

Stillwater

"𝕊𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕖…" A woman arrives with a mysterious letter in hand addressed to her grandfather. Etched in crimson is a foreboding message, a warning—a promise made from a time forgotten. Private Investigator Hugo Laurent and his assistants must solve this bizarre case before an old family's curse befalls them all.

Stillwater is a lovely looking game - I love everything about the art direction for it. it's not overly scary but very atmospheric with several endings to find.

Who is the Red Queen?

Alice falls down the rabbit hole into a Wonderland not quite right. Meeting an eclectic collection of people, animals, and some things in between, she sets out on an adventure in this odd new place to find the missing Red Queen. Or, more specifically, to find the pieces of the dismembered queen whose body has been strewn across the land.

a familiar but new take on Alice in Wonderland, now with a lot more yuri. like a lot of the VNs I've recommended, this was originally made in just 1 month. this one in particular has a lot of dead ends, mention of gore & dismemberment, and other content warnings.

okay now that you've made it this far I'm going to promote my gay horror / Halloween visual novels

Asphodelium

Hazel is an ex-adventurer who's settled down with some of his previous guildmates after the adventure of a lifetime—taking down a doomsday cult that tried to end the world, but at the cost of killing their former guild leader who turned against them. Despite their adventure still haunting him months later, he's tried to move on. —That is until a man with the same face as their guild leader approaches him. This is a story about cults and killing and killing cults. And being in love.

Asphodelium is a melancholic dark boys love visual novel that I made solo in about 3 months. it's entirely in NVL mode (I love you NVL) and around 3 hours long and my personal favorite game I've made so far.

Dahlia

a vampire has snuck into your room while you were sleeping. the only question is - are you next on her menu? Dahlia is a very short sapphic visual novel made in under 36 hours for the Velox Formido game jam, a jam for shortform visual novels. survive being trapped with a lovely little vampire, or don't.

also NVL mode because I love NVL mode. this is a short and sweet vampire visual novel I made solo in a weekend for a game jam that has several different endings.

Witch You Want

With a rather sparkly magical paper, you find a job listing for a local witch needing an assistant with making potions before the town festival that weekend. You sign up, unsure exactly what to expect...... A pompous and questionably excellent witch runs a local apothecary in town but finds that if she wants to make enough potions before the festival that weekend to sell (and keep her ongoing potion shop afloat) she'll need some assistance. After a dubious help wanted ad, she gains you as an assistant. Will the two of you see through to the festival? Will you be able to make a single potion? Will this girlfailure capture your heart?!

this is my latest visual novel that released just a few days ago! I directed & programmed this short cutesy game for a game jam at our studio. it's pretty fluffy romcom with a potion minigame in it. please help our girlfailure make potions, she needs all the help she can get.

[kairiscorner]

Okay okay, hear me out. Miguel trying to figure out your secret identity because you're the only spider person who hasn't shared their backstory and Lyla can't find anything about you besides your spidersona, so he breaks his own rule and sneaks into your dimension in disguise, searches the city for you and is ready to go home with a failed personal mission, till (thanks to his super hearing) he hears you singing in your apartment and sees your open window with all your plants and a stray happily sunning itself while you tend to them all, and he's just mesmerized on the street cause like, woah. 🌷🌷🌷

oH MY GOD–I LOVE THIS !!! bc i recently also watched rocketman, i'm making y/n sing an elton john song favorite of mine 💖

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

hold me closer, tiny dancer. – miguel o'hara x reader

as night fell in the city, cicadas and crickets hummed their songs in the bright, moonlit evening of tonight in the humble boulevard of the dimension you belonged to. you didn't live in the most well-off or best town in the city, but it was your home; your home that nobody else in HQ ever knew was even yours. you were a complete enigma to the rest of the multiverse, and you preferred to stay that way. it didn't bother you one bit that you only had your little rooftop garden to tend to and greet when you get home from a long mission. you made yourself a warm cup of tea and sat down by your little wooden table by your rooftop, your outdoor plants hung up by the macrame hangers you made for them all. you looked off at the yellow and white studded distance beyond your balcony and smiled slightly to yourself, enjoying the silence and solace of being alone, in your own home, in your own space. though little did you know... someone was searching for you, trying to figure out just who you were; it was no adoring fan of yours from this dimension, it was instead a coworker, your colleague back in earth-928: miguel o'hara.

"this is hypo and critical, mig." lyla warned miguel as he lifted up his gray jacket's hoodie up on his head as he scanned his surroundings. "would you kindly shut up and let me do my job?" he snapped at the AI assistant as she raised an eyebrow at him, shrugging. "one, i do all the scanning and difficult processing stuff for you in the nanoseconds, stand back and let me do my job. two, not my fault my servers don't have anything on them. just turn back now, miguel, it isn't worth finding out who they are—these are your principles, by the way." she reminded miguel as he sighed and covered the watch she was being projected from with his hand as he hid behind an apartment building. the surroundings were pretty clear, nobody else roamed these streets at night, except for a few night crawling critters that sung about in the night. though these creatures weren't the only singers of the night, for as miguel was about to head off in the opposite direction to begin searching for the person behind the spider person mask he had been so used to seeing—yearning to see the lovely face hidden underneath it—he had heard the opening notes of a classic melody being played on a piano. the melody sounded as though it were recorded, its sound was being carried out from a couple of speakers that didn't sound modern in the slightest.

"what is that?" miguel asked aloud to nobody in particular. "they're the opening notes to the elton john song, 'tiny dancer'. it's cute as hell." lyla said with a grin as miguel stepped out of the shadow of the big building and followed the sounds. the song reverberating from the speakers was fainter, but a new symphonic sound rang in his ears. a voice? a voice rang out in the depths of the otherwise silent, unbothered evening in this quiet, ordinary boulevard in your quiet, ordinary dimension—for the most part. as the song progressed, miguel had finally pulled himself out of the shadows and seen the lit up home you had. he took in the full view of the balcony of yours that was adorned with macrame hangers, potted plants of all different sizes and colors, and... you, there, looking off into the distance, smiling as that sonorous voice came from you.

"pretty-eyed... pirate smile... you'll marry a music man." you sang along as the song went on, taking a spray bottle from near the railing and humming the rest of the song's lyrics, spraying water on the plants' leaves all carefully and gently murmuring to the plants how big and healthy they've gotten. you smiled and continued singing the song as it got closer and closer to your favorite part of the song. "looking on... she sings the songs... the words she knows, the tune she hums..." you continued as you set the spray bottle down finally and sat down on your chair by the balcony, with miguel peering his head up ever so slightly to catch a better glimpse of you. "i know that voice..." he muttered as he almost accidentally slipped and landed in the light emitting from your home. "but, oh, how it feels so real—lying here, with no one near; only you, and you can hear me. when i say softly... slowly..." you sang in a gentle voice as you got up slowly and put one foot over the other, as if in a ballerina position and raised your arms slightly, not caring who would see... not knowing miguel was watching you perform for yourself in full view. "hold me closer, tiny dancer... count the headlights on the highway..." you sang as you twirled yourself around gracefully, with the skills of a poised ballet dancer. your gentle, elegant movements made miguel pause and open his mouth slightly ajar in amazement. "they're... wow." he whispered to himself as you put your arms down and sighed, re-entering your home and sliding the windows closed, disappearing into your home for the night. miguel had known you were a sophisticated fighter that always carried honor in their hearts and poise in their movements—but he never witnessed you perform, let alone so freely, happily and... alive.

"y'done?" lyla asked miguel, snapping him out of his trance. "a-ah, right, um... okay. we... can go home now." "something tells me you don't wanna just yet." lyla pointed out as miguel darted his eyes back up to your unit and quickly tore his gaze away with a sigh as he put in the coordinates back to HQ, opening a portal and stepping foot in it, casting one last glance back up at your humble little apartment, the apartment where the tiny dancer who has his heart performed for the very first evening when his life felt like it really started now. "...it doesn't matter what i want. i got what i came here for, let's go." he whispered as he moved his gaze away from your home and wordlessly bid your dimension a goodbye, or rather... a see-you soon.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @simsrandomstuff @luvstarrstruck @popeheywardssecretgf @meeom @arachnoia @melovetitties @ophanimgold @fictarian @yuridopted0 @hisachuu @wreakingmarveloushavok

[anon-sect]

Picture source: Internet

story requested by @axeegliter

Ever since Charlie Puth got his big break on The Ellen DeGeneres Show back in 2011, Jace, Pete and Andy became huge fans of the singer. They all loved his music. All three roommates could be heard by their neighbors playing his songs very loud through the walls. The one thing they all have wanted to do was to meet the guy in person. After following is singing and songwriting career, they decided to make it happen one day.

One opportunity finally presented itself for all three of them to me the famous singer in person. Andy had heard that Charlie was attending a friend's party. Since it was a private party, there was no way for them to get in, but Pete had an idea that just might work. They would sneak in as servers for the party. Once they were inside, they would ditch the outfits and blend in with the rest of the attendees of the party. It was carefully throughout plan. At some point during the party, they would get to chat with the singer and maybe take a picture with him.

On the day of the private party, everything went initially according to plan. All three were in their server outfits and blended in with the rest of the hired servers. When the head guy asked about them, they told him they were extras that were sent to him to help out. Seeing so many at the party, the head guy appreciated whoever sent them. He had liked the extra help.

When the time was right, Pete, Jace and Andy went to quick change into something else. The plan was to meet the singer, take a quick photo and leave before anyone suspected anything.

Everything almost went according to plan. Before they could get close enough to speak to Charlie, the head guy had two other servers round them up. He had verified that they weren't apart of his crew and was about to escort them off the premises. It was at that moment that Charlie heard the commotion and came over to see what was going on.

Pete, Andy and Jace explained why they were there. The head guy was highly upset that they tried to crash a private party, but Charlie calmed him down. He told him there was solution to help all involved. He had the head guy keep them at that location till he came back. Charlie returned holding an old looking cell phone device.

Charlie pointed the camera at Andy and hit the flash button. Andy vanished to be replaced with a Nike sock. Pete and Jace were shocked. They began to plead to let them go after seeing Andy turned into a literal sock. "You see guys, this is how I deal with crazy fans that don't know boundaries. I grant them their wishes while giving me something useful at the same time. I have shirts, pants, shoes and socks that were former fans. Now, they get to be with me forever and I get durable clothing and footwear items. It's a win-win in my opinion." Charlie spoke as the hit the flash button at Pete. Jace saw that Pete was now just a sock. Jace wondered if it was permanent. Charlie just laughed as he flashed him, reducing him to a pair of underwear on the floor. He picked up the pair of socks and underwear. The material felt good in his hands. He could only imagine how his new socks would fee on feet. Yet, he remembered he has several pairs of human-transformed socks in his sock drawer. This pair will be just like the others he already collected since becoming famous. HIs fans make excellent clothing and footwear, while fulfilling their dreams.

Charlie went to the bathroom to change out into his new pair of underwear and socks. It was no time like the present to get these fans use to their new existence as objects he now owns.

Andy didn't expect the singer to literally turn him into an article of clothing, let alone a literal sock. He felt Charlie's foot enter his hollowed-out body and fit snuggly on his foot. He could taste the saltiness of the singer's foot and smell a slight odor coming from it. A few wiggling of the toes showed him who was now in charge. He mentally pleaded for Charlie to let him go, but have no means to vocalize his plea, there was no way to call out for any kind of help. Bearing the full weight on his now sock body had every nerve ending on fire. Somehow, he retained his senses, just with greater intensity. It was torture being worn on foot.

Pete was not fond of feet much, not unless it was really clean and nice smelling feet. Even then he bearly tolerated being close to feet. This new existence was a complete nightmare. He was literally being worn on feet. He was disgusted at tasting the singer's feet without any choice or free will. The odor wasn't bad yet, but still smelling it was bad enough. Being crushed under Charlie's feet was the most intense pain he had ever felt. The fact that being walked on made the intensity almost hundred times worse. Fresh pain with each step the guy took.

Jace was wishing for death the moment he was securely fit around the singer's waist. He knew exactly what he had been turned into the moment he saw Charlie's dick directly in his face. Since his face was facing inward in his new form. this would be his only view for the rest of his life. Hearing that they would never see his humanity ever again, made him want to cry. He had a life, a really good life. Being stuck as another man's underwear was no life at all. He couldn't move to show his frustration about being clothing and he couldn't speak to call out for help. He and his friends were completely at Charlie's mercy.

Charlie put his old sock and underwear back in his car and went back to join his friend's party. Only one person knew about what he did to those three fans, and he promised he wouldn't say a word about it since they were party crashers anyway. The guy thought they got what they deserved. He partially agreed on that point, but crazy fans who don't know boundaries do make good clothing items. Some might like being his possessions and some he was sure were probably hating their new life. Honestly, he ceases to care what they felt or even if they were liking their new existence the moment he turns them into objects. Once changed, they are treated as what they now look like. Every transformed article of clothing gets treated the same no matter what.

[livsbrutalitys-blog]

Unfinished business

pt. 1 | pt. 2| pt. 4 (i highly recommend reading the previous parts first <3)

pairing(s): Rhea x f!reader, wwe x f!reader, not really but aew x f!reader

a/n: the song that’s below is gonna be the entrance music for y/n if you don’t like it thats totally fine we don’t all have the same taste so i recommend you play whatever music you choose. don’t play it just yet I will make a note letting you know when to play it :) Also this part is probably gonna be the shortest of them all.

use of y/n

tw: eventual smut, cussing, physical violence (y’all this is wrestling what’d you expect), idk if there’s more lmk if you see any

rm: @floweirala if you want to be added or unadded just message me

Today was finally the day you and Liv had been waiting for. You were finally going to see her. You woke you before Liv and now you were just laying in your bed, staring at the ceiling thinking about how the day is gonna go.

You were suddenly pulled out of your thoughts by a blaring noise coming from the opposite side of the room. You turned your head to see what it was and it was Liv’s alarm going off. You got up and walked over to her bed and gently shook her arm to wake her up. When she did finally wake up she grabbed her phone and shut off the alarm.

“Good morning, it’s the big day!” you said trying to sound more excited to encourage her to get out of bed. “Oh my god!” is all she said as she sprung out of her bed suddenly remembering what today was. You laughed at her and she giggled at her own antics.

“I was thinking maybe we go grab some breakfast before we get ready or we can order room service?” you suggested and she turned to look at you considering your options till she finally decided what she wanted. “Room service would probably be better since it’s probably crawling with fans out there and we don’t wanna be spotted” she said and you nodded in agreement, you didn’t even think about that.

WWE was so much different than AEW in so many was but the biggest thing was the size of the fan base. You knew it wasn’t gonna be the same as your last company but it still amazes you how big the actual fan base was compared to the other company. But they shared some of the same fans so they’d definitely know who you are if they saw you out on the streets.

Once you two got done eating and cleaned up you both decided that you should go ahead and start getting ready since your call time to be at the show was 1 pm and it was now 10:30. You were dressed and Liv was putting the finishing touches on her make up while you waited. You didn’t do your makeup just yet since you’ve always preferred doing it last so it looked as fresh as possible for the TV and the love crowd.

You grabbed a hoodie to wear over your outfit and a mask so that way when you were out nobody would spot you and give away the surprise. Liv did the same as you, You felt your phone start to buzz in your pocket. When you grabbed it and looked at what it was you weren’t surprised to see that it was Stephanie calling you. You answered the call.

“Hey Steph” you said now feeling comfortable calling her by her nickname since you had been working with her very closely for the past 6 months leading up to today. “Hi y/n, are you and Liv ready to go?” she asked “Um I am let me check on Liv really quick” you muted your end of the call in case something personal or embarrassing was said but mostly it was just a habit you formed.

“Hey Livy, Steph’s on the phone wondering if your ready. Are you good to go or do you need more time?” you asked stepping into the bathroom halfway to get a look at her. “Yeah I’m good to go if you are” she said with a big smile you could see in her eyes how much today meant to her. You smiled at her because seeing her this happy made you just as excited and happy as her. “Yeah I’m good” you said while unmuting your phone. “Yep we’re both good to go” you said with audible excitement. “That’s awesome, Ok there is a car waiting for you downstairs, remember to wear the covering you don’t wanna spoil the surprise” she said she was also very happy for you two.

You finished the call with Stephanie and you were now headed down to the ground floor of the hotel. Totally covered nobody could tell who you were which was a good thing right now. Now both of you were sitting in the back seat of a big suv on the way to the arena. You were, again, lost in your own thoughts about Rhea and the whole rest of the day ahead of you. You felt something touch your hand. You looked over at Liv and her face said all that you needed to hear. She was sympathizing with you in that moment, you didn’t let go of her hand as it was the only thing keeping you from spiraling in that moment.

“Liv I cant thank you enough for being through all this with me” you said breaking the silence. “Y/n you don’t have to thank me your basically my sister now, I love you boo, I got you, always” she said and you were really truly grateful for her. You don’t know how you would’ve made it through these past couple months with out her support and ungodly amount of enthusiasm. You smiled at her “I love you too Livy and I’ve got you always” she smiled at you.

You finally arrived at the arena and the driver came to open Liv’s door and she hopped out first, turning to face the inside of the car to adjust her disguise and ask you to make sure she was covered you let her know she was good and asked her the same for yourself. You hopped out right behind her and you two sprinted to the door and ran inside quickly to avoid any spying eyes. You were immediately rushed to a room and told that you would be told when it was your time to come out but to stay in that room for the time being and you both did.

You grabbed your makeup bag out of your bigger bag and sat down at the vanity that was set up in the room. You were halfway done when you heard something. Someone. A deep Australian accent vibrated through the hallway outside your dressing room. You couldn’t make out the words but you knew exactly who it was. You stared at the door for whatever reason it’s like you froze in place as soon as you made the connection of the voice and the person. Liv noticed and said your name to get your attention “huh, what is it?” you said still kind of lost in thought but now looking at her blankly.

“Don’t worry about her your gonna get her soon, your gonna make her regret hurting you like she did” She said with a sense of anger. “I’m not worried about her I’m just a little overwhelmed this is a lot y’know” you said now suddenly out of breath and feeling panicked for no reason at all it seemed. “God Liv I can’t get a good breath” you said holding your chest now feeling like tears are gonna come at any given second. “Hey Hey Hey look at me, you are fine, you are safe and you’re gonna be amazing out there everyone’s gonna freak when they see you even her she’s not gonna know what to do with herself and i mean it’s not like she can run anywhere” she said while holding you face and fanning you to calm you down and it worked. You nodded at her words signaling you heard her.

Once you finally calmed down you finished your makeup and sat on the couch with Liv watching the match happening right now on the TV. Rhea’s match was next and you heard the door knob giggle before it finally opened to reveal Stephanie. She snuck in swiftly.

“You girls ready for the best moment of your lives” she said with a beaming smile. You and Liv jumped up shrieking as you both said yes at the same time. “Alright well come on let’s go to gorilla” she motioned you to walk out. You both kept your disguises on and it brought some attention from the other wrestlers to you both. They knew what was going on just not who it was.

“Alright it’s gonna be Liv first then Y/n you’ll go out last and join her” she said hugging you both feeling so proud of you two. “ok ok that sounds good” Liv said trying to do breathing exercises to calm herself down and you were copying her. “And y/n you’ve got the microphone” Stephanie said, you weren’t surprised as you and Liv both practiced the same promo but Liv didn’t really like doing them it wasn’t her thing and you were completely fine with that you always enjoyed talking shit especially on the mic.

Rheas match was happening and you were getting closer to going out. You heard Liv’s cue to go out. She was waiting in front of you just behind the curtain now. Her music blasted and you screamed at her “you got this bitch” and more encouraging words. She whipped her head around to give you a quick air kiss and then she was gone. You glanced at the monitor that was set up backstage and you’ve never seen the crowd get that excited and loud it was almost deafeningly loud.

(play the song now)

Your music hit and it pulled you out of the trance like state you were in while watching Liv and the crowd. You inhaled deeply, pushing all of your anxiety down. Making your way to the ramp you walked with purpose and cockiness. As soon as the bright lights hit your eyes and the screams and chants hit your ears. You smiled slightly, taking a moment to take the moment in, looking around at all the faces looking back at you. You turned your attention to the task at hand, you finally saw her after all this time, all you had to do was look at her to know that she was not the same person you knew.

As you looked at her she turned her head slowly as she was laid out on the mat, exhausted and in pain. Her face shifted from a painful wince to a confused and furious look. You looked at Liv, making eye contact at the exact same time. You two both shared a look and it was like you read each others mind as you both ran to the ring quickly.

Liv jumped up on the apron and got the ref’s attention as you slid in the ring and took Rhea out with brass knuckles you had put on when you were making your way out to the ramp. When your fist made contact with her face you felt a sense of regret and felt a little guilty for taking her out like that. But there was no time to waste because the ref’s attention was slowly being drawn back to the match that was supposed to be happening behind him. You looked a Charlotte and motioned for her to come over and pin her opponent while she was down and she did.

You tapped the ref on the shoulder and shouted at him, “Come on count, hurry, hurry!” you shouted “one, two, three!” the arena shook on the last count as everyone was counting with the official. “And here’s your winner and new Women’s World Champion Charlotte Flair!” Samantha shouted into the mic there was a mix of disappointment and happiness that filled the arena.

“Rhea” you spoke into the mic was all you said as you knelt beside her. “you’ve gotten to confident haven’t you?” you looked at her shaking your head in a disappointed fashion. “we’ll don’t worry because Me and Liv here are gonna out right back where you belong” you said as you got up to walk away but you stopped for a second a glanced back at her before kneeling beside her again to say one last thing this time not on the mic. “And believe me you deserve it. Don’t forget what you did to me” you said with anger and hurt.

Rhea jumped up, startling you as you stepped out of the ring now on the apron beside Liv. “This isn’t over!” was all you heard from her as you walked back up the ramp, giggling with Liv. On your way back you slowed down to sign some posters, take quick pictures and just meet some of the fans for a brief moment.

When you got back to the top of the ramp before you went through the opening that led to the backstage area you turned around and blew a kiss to the woman in the ring who was fuming while staring at you.

a/n: i’m so sorry this took so long for me to post but here it is and i hope you enjoyed this part even though I know it seems a little rushed.

[redrandomposts]

Randomest thought with no canon bearing whatsoever bc sometimes we just need a bit of whimsy and suspension of disbelief but what if an AU where ivan somehow finds out that mizi is alive and gets into contact w hyuna to get till out early before their round? 🤔 ivan successfully gets till out by using mizi as a motivator. their round is considered forfeit bc no one can find till. it's ivan vs luka in the final round. luka has nothing on ivan bc canon!r6 never happened. what do you think will happen? 👁️👁️

obviously ivan and luka make out /j

well, they probably will try their best in singing, then. while luka does rely on unnerving his opponents, he's still a pretty good singer. ivan plays by the rules and is #1 in fan polls, so...

i think till, after being rescued, won't realize how lonely it is without ivan until the day before the competition. he constantly looks back, expects someone to sneak in his room, but there's no one there. and then, well, he hears about mizi and hyuna discussing how to save ivan tomorrow, in r7, and joins without a thought.

maybe they'll do what vivinos didnt and manage to get to the competition before any scores are chosen. maybe there'll be a tie and an encore. maybe one of them dies.

im not sure how luka will do when he isn't able to manipulate the other party, but he sure as hell isn't a bad singer.

perhaps security increased before r7, and ivan has resigned himself to his last performance. imagine that ivan has spent a long while writing a love song as a goodbye to till for r7. what instrument could he play?

this is a really cruel question, by the way. ivan and luka are my favorite characters, and youre making me consider which would die if they faced off with all their might?

tl;dr: it'd be a tie (copium). the resistance will be able to save them first (copium). they make out.

[thefallennightmare]

HC for your Monday:

You have been in a relationship with Noah for a while, and you went on the tour with the band. A prank war starts and lasts for almost a week. You are pulled up onto the stage, and Noah proposes to you while the crowd sings the chorus from Just Pretend. You get a little upset thinking it's a prank till you see how serious Noah is.

Much love miss Tina, thank you 🩵💜

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The prank war within Bad Omens this tour cycle has been one for the books.

Between you sneaking up behind every single member of the band and crew to scare them and switching out one of Matt's mixes of Just Pretend with the sound of a bunch of raccoons screaming, during the sound check of course, you were glad that it was the last day and everything was finished.

Or so you thought.

Everyone knew about your and Noah's relationship even though the first couple of years you did your best to keep it private. While some fans weren't too thrilled, a lot of the fanbase was happy that Noah finally found someone that made him happy.

But even though everyone knew about your relationship, you and Noah still kept everything private.

So tonight, during their show, you were confused when Noah called you out on stage.

Your senses were on high alert because not only were hundreds of phones on you, but the prank war was still on so you couldn't take anything seriously.

"What are you doing?" You asked under your breath as he made you sit on a stool next to his mic stand.

"This song at first didn't really have much meaning," Noah spoke into the mic towards the crowd. "But now, in the last couple of years, I realized that it means a lot to everyone; especially us."

Bad Omens started playing Just Pretend and you watched with your heart in your throat as Noah sang his heart out tonight, more than he ever had before.

Then when the crowd began to sing the chorus, Noah got on the riser in front of you, bending on one knee while looking directly at you.

"Marry me?" He mouthed, so discreetly that only you could see.

You blinked, ready to lose it on him because you for sure thought it was a prank.

Especially since Bryan was right next to you, recording with his camera.

But when you saw the sincerity and love radiating off of Noah, your anger subsided because you could tell he meant those two words.

"Would you say I'm worthy?" He sang into the mic while standing up on his two feet.

"Yes!" You breathed while kissing his lips.

Noah smiled into the kiss and since it was the last song before the encore, he whisked you off the stage to where everyone was patiently waiting.

"So?!" Folio asked while bouncing on his feet.

Noah pulled out a ring from his pocket and you gasped at the diamond while he slipped it on your finger.

Cheers from the crowd mixed with cheers from your friends and family as you and Noah kissed again.

"I thought it was a prank at first," you admitted while resting your forehead against his.

"I'd never joke about my love for you, angel."

[jakeysbuttsheeks]

Jake x fem reader

Warnings: sexual content, oral sex (m rec), fingering, period sex etc . 18+ mdni

"goddamn it baby , what the fuck do you want me to do about it!? Huh?" Jake yells, slamming the door open as the argument from the car commences into the house .

"there's a limit Jake. That girl almost had her mouth on yours" you state , tired and frustrated.

"Jesus- i can't help it okay?! I didn't know she was gonna-" Jake slams the car keys on the coffe table as he kicks off his shoes.

"you didn't even push her away! And don't fucking throw your shoes around the living room I'm not your fucking slave!" You cut him off , finally screaming as you picked his shoes up and walked over to put them away with yours .

"you know how it would've looked if I pushed her away! " He screamed back , looking over the couch at you before standing up and making his way over to you

"and I give you every goddamn thing! So don't ever fucking say I treat you like a slave!" He points at you , screaming so loud it shuts you up.

"if anyone's a slave it's me! I work and tour all the time and come home and give you everything you could ever want and you still want more!? What the fuck do you want me do!? Shove her away and destroy my reputation?!" He screams at you as you take in a shakey breath .

"You know part of my job is entertaining those women right ? and haven't i told you enough that it means nothing to me?! I tell you everyday! You just can never trust me can you ?!" He screams but he softens immediately after when he notices the look on your face , immediately sympathising with you. You were mortified to have upset him so much.

He sighs and looks at the floor , his hands on his hips . the sigh was thick with disappointment and mostly tiredness but also guilt. He was tired from the show he just played and there was no way he could've know that fan would lean in to kiss him like that, he had little to no time to deal with the situation.

He walks awayas he started unbuttoning his shirt. He probably wanted to change and crawl into bed and sleep you thought . But instead he walks over to the home studio. He would always lock himself in that room for hours after an argument.

You walk in after a while, hearing the strumming of the beautiful blues notion he was playing. blues always got you in the mood. He knew you'd entered but he kept playing, standing by the amp , shirtless with his guitar on him , back facing the door.

"Jake" you call softly as you approach him but he doesn't respond, first you thought he couldn't hear you.

"baby" you humm as wrap your arms around his waist as you approached him from behind, pressing your lips to the side of his neck. He knows you've come to apologise , but he ignores you . You realise he's playing hard to get.

You let him go and walk in front of him and he still doesn't even bother to look at you , busy looking down at the fretboard as he played.

You immediately drop to your knees . You wanted him , but this would also be a test on how much he loves you , the best reassurance was to watch how much you could do to him . If you had to be honest , you were quite petrified he might not even want it or might not even get hard, or show little to no reaction to it.

He never faultered in his playing, playing flawlessly, not even budging , not even looking at you as you looked up at him , his guitar rested on his right upper thigh, leaving just about enough room for you to reach his crotch.

You rested your hands on his legs , slowly moving up till your fingers barely touched his crotch . You were careful but deliberate.

"fuck" he muttered as he hit a wrong note , but almost immediately continued again. You smirked to yourself, your confidence now building up.

You took the liberty to gently paw him through his pants , feeling him getting hard under your touch , you watched his face as he closed his eyes for a few seconds, pretending he was into the song , but you knew he was enjoying what you were doing. He was trying to ground himself.

You knew he was watching you even though he wasn't looking at you , pretending to be busy looking at the fretboard. You decided to put an end to his silent treatment.

You leaned in , opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out , running it against his zipper , his bottom half was fully clothed and you knew he could barely feel it but he was definitely dying you watch the show you were putting on for him.

You let your teeth sink gently into his hardening bulge making him involuntarily jerk forward while completely going out of tune. He knew there was no way he was winning this battle but he wanted to see how far he could push you .

So he kept ignoring you , going back to playing the riff again. You roll your eyes before pulling away , grabbing at his belt and unbuckling it , you accepted the challenge he was throwing at you.

You were not gentle as you pulled his pants down , almost disrupting his playing but he worked around it as you pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, revealing his hard cock that screamed for more attention.

You didn't touch him yet , your hands slid behind his legs as you kissed his length before swallowing him into your mouth , humming around him. The guitar restricted room for you to use both your hands and mouth on him , so you decide to just use your mouth .

His chest was heaving and he was damp with sweat , fighting the urge to drop the guitar and grab your head and fuck his cock into your mouth. But he was stubborn, putting all his focus into what he was playing, thought it was sloppy and he knew it . He mentally cursed at you for having such an effect on him.

Your fingers caressed his legs and dug into his soft flesh as you worked him with only your mouth , knowing it would work him up but leave him wanting more . You sucked on his length, deepthroating him before pulling off and teasing his tip with your tongue , moaning and drooling on him and continuing it over and over till you felt his legs trembling , he'd almost stopped playing completely.

You pulled back and pepperd kisses all over his length and exposed thighs . You heard him let out a shaky sigh as you finally met his eyes , half closed and lust blown , his eyebrows pinched together . He looked defeated . You couldn't help the smirk that formed on your face . He'd stopped playing at this point, unable to bare it anymore. His right hand resting on the body of guitar as he gripped the fretboard tightly in his left .

You stuck your tongue out again circling his tip before teasing the underside, you felt him trembling again . You took him fully into your mouth as he took the guitar off his shoulders and rested it on the stand next to him , his hands almost immediately slipping into your hair and gathering them in a make shift bun for you , caressing your face in the process.

You watched him as he thew his head back , his eyes rolling back and his Adams apple bobbing in his throat as he swallowed.

You perked up when he let out a pained moan, pulling on your hair as he pushed himself deeper into you, making you gag on him causing him to moan again.

You loosened your jaw and placed your palms on his thighs with your cheeks sucked in and tight around his cock as he began fucking your mouth with small jerks of his hips , throwing his head back but looking back down at you immediately , letting his hair get messy as he began rutting his hips into you , like how he did with his guitar on stage.

He was panting, let out moans with each breath , getting higher in octave as he came closer and closer to his high .

"god fuck baby- fuck!" He froze, his body tensed up as his muscles contracted while releasing into your mouth, pushing your head down on him again and you gagged around him again , swallowing him down clean.

He let go of his grip on your hair but you kept sucking him dry making him whimper. Till you pulled off and he let out a whine . you held onto him when standing up.

"fuck baby you take me so well" he panted , his voice desperate and whiney as he grabbed your jaw , squishing your cheeks together and with his other hand , pulling you against him by your waist. you were drunk on how fucked out he looked . He looked like this everytime he got off the stage .

"please" you beg , not sure what for ,as his grip on your jaw made your lips purse out.

He crashed his lips into yours, the both of you almost tripping as he walked you backwards , stepping out of his pants that were at his ankles.

his hands grabbed the ends of your slimfit black dress that he'd been wanting to tear off you the minute he saw you in it, and pulled it up to your waist.

"Jake" you stop him and part from his lips to speak , immediately grabbing his wrists as he reaches for the waistband of your panties. He looked at you in a daze but he was concerned as to why you want him to stop.

"I'm on my period" you say , your were dying to kiss him again, your eyes half open and lust blown.

"ohh is that why you've been acting so cranky" Jake states in realisation. You roll your eyes and kiss him again , sloppy and desperate as his hands reached to pull your panties down again and you stopped him , again.

"I'm on my period" you reminded more sternly.

"now when has that ever stopped me baby?" He asks in a quick mumble, not even waiting for an answer before he resumed pulling your panties down and kissing you , not even caring about the pad you had on.

He continued walking you backwards , till your legs touch a chair behind you , you almost tripped in your panties that were at your ankles but quickly kicked them off.

"sit." He breaks the kiss as he pushed you to sit down on the chair , which you did immediately. He got down on his knees along with you , barely breaking the kiss as he lifted your legs to rest over each armrest.

"jake- it's gonna make a mess" you mumble against his lips. It wasn't the first time you and Jake had period sex , but it was usually in the bathroom or somewhere more sensible for that activity, not his home studio.

He ignored you and felt his hand slip into your hair by your neck , grabbing a fistfull of your hair and wrenching it back making you wince as your head flew back , his lips immediately attacking your neck in sloppy open mouth kisses, groaning as he tasted you .

His other hand your felt caressing your inner thigh , squeezing the flesh slightly before his fingers dipped into your soaked cunt .

"Jake" you gasp , feeling his cold fingers on your sensitive clit as you eyes rolled back. Your abdomen and back ached from your period and Jake knew the only way to help that.

He slipped his thick middle finger into your hole, you could almost hear the squelching. And you could smell iron in the air from the blood , you could almost taste it . It seemed to turn Jake on more than anything.

"fuckk" Jake whispered to himself shakily as he parted from you to watch his finger slide into you , getting coated with your dark red slick .

You screamed out a moan when Jake finally curled his finger up , sending a jolt of pleasure through your body , easing all the discomfort and pain you were feeling. You threw your head back and arched on the chair , grabbing his shoulders to ground yourself as you spread your legs wider for him.

"that's it baby give it to me" Jake mumbles as he starts pumping his finger into you and curling it up simultaneously , perfectly in your gspot . His strong fingers were to die for , the way they pulled you to an orgasm with little to no effort.

"you're already squeezing me" he huffs with a small smirk as he slipped another finger in , keeping them tightly together as he curled them up into your gspot , almost making your ass lift off the chair as you let out pornographic moans .

"comon baby" "that's it doll" he coaxes as he watches you try to calm yourself and take deep breaths . But he picks up his pace while his thumb pushes into your folds , starting small circles making you dig your fingers into his shoulders, your legs threatening to leave it's place on the arm rests and wrap around Jake instead.

Your breath was out of your control and you were a mass of sweat , panting and moaning out Jake's name mindlessly as he worked you with skill and commitment.

His eyes met yours as a devious smirk forms on his face , like he'd just gotten some idea . Just then you felt the two fingers he had inside you spread apart and scissor you before curling up , making you throw your head back with your jaw hanging open and your eyes fluttering closed as he repeated it , making your legs tremble and bringing you to the brink .

"fuck! Jake!- I'm coming!- fuck-!" You whine and moan as you thash around in the chair before one last deep curl of his fingers had you gushing all over them.

"fuck" you whine as you look down at Jake , he had his eyes peeled on the way your juices squirted out from around his fingers , feeling the way you clenched around him so hard . You couldn't help but feel horrible at the mess it would've made.

Tears brimmed your eyes for a reason you couldn't point out and when Jake pulled his fingers out you felt a huge save of emptyness wash over you, causing the tears to roll out .

Jake couldn't get his eyes off your cunt but when he finally did look up at you, his expression immediately turned to worry.

"what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" He asks immediately , his voice dripping in fear.

"baby say something" he shook your knee, his clean hand cupping your face as he moved closer to you , still on his knees in front of you.

"I'm so sorry jake- you do give me everything and i- I'm sorry for what i said today- i just can't stand the way those girls look at you. I know there's nothing you can do and-" you start to blabber but he stops you.

"hey" Jake shushed you, his voice stern as he brushed his thumb over your cheek , wiping the tears.

"nothing's going to ever seperate us" Jake says, shaking his head as he stares deeply into your eyes.

"You're my girl. nothing is going to change that" he said , almost like it was a demand. His words broke you down even more . He had a slight smile, knowing he was going to make fun of you for being so dramatic later.

"c'mere" he murmurs as he pulls you into him , hugging you tightly as you wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face into his hair.

He whispered softly comforts as he turned his head to press his lips against the side of your head , stroking your hair and back while you sobbed softly.

With that he picked you off the chair as you instinctively wrapped your legs around him , carrying you to the bathroom so the two of you could have a nice hot shower.

[songbirdseung]

airport crush / choi beomgyu

We occasionally hear people talk about that confidence that skyrockets whenever we go to the airport. The feeling of wanting to be the "main character." Walking around in a cute or comfortable outfit.

Another thing would be the airport crushes we get. The random stranger that you would most likely never see again. You may think about them the next day and forget about them the next. But this time, that handsome stranger will become the love of your life.

After the stressful check in process, security, and all that. You finally got to stroll the duty-free section of the airport, waiting for your plane to arrive. There's nothing much to do, so you sit in the waiting area. Scanning the room, not wanting to waste up your phone's battery. You noticed a heavy amount of security guards surrounding a group of people. Then it clicks, you were sitting a few rows away from TXT.

Not like you a were a fan, simply a casual listener who knew a few of their songs.

Going on, continuing on your day. You turn on your phone and check the time, sighing to yourself how you have a whole hour to wait for until the plane arrives, then maybe another hour till the plane is ready to be boarded.

Boredom, just boredom.

A few seats or rows down, Beomgyu felt the same way. His phone was no longer entertaining him. He turns it off and slumps onto his chair. "You good, man?" Taehyun asks.

Beomgyu let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair, his eyes scanning the airport surroundings. "Just bored, I guess," he replied, the weariness evident in his voice.

Taehyun chuckled, "Well, we've got an hour to kill. Any ideas on how to make it less boring?"

Beomgyu leaned back, crossing his arms, and surveyed the duty-free shops. "I don't know. I've already bought everything I need. Maybe we could play a game or something?"

As the members of TXT contemplated ways to pass the time, your gaze inadvertently caught Beomgyu's. The two of you locked eyes briefly, and a moment of recognition passed between you. His lips curved into a friendly smile, and you returned it, acknowledging the shared sentiment of boredom. Taehyun follows beomgyu's trail of sight and notices you as well, waving a hand.

Taehyun's wave catches your attention, and you offer a friendly smile in return. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you think she's a MOA?" Beomgyu, still half-engrossed in their conversation, shrugs nonchalantly. "Who knows? Doesn't matter. But she is pretty, though."

Taehyun smirks, teasingly nudging Beomgyu. "Are you falling for a MOA, Beomgyu?"

Beomgyu rolls his eyes, a playful grin forming on his lips. "Come on, Taehyun. Let's not make assumptions. She just seems nice, that's all."

As the announcement for boarding echoed through the airport, TXT gathered their belongings and made their way towards the gate. The group navigated through the bustling crowd of passengers, chatting and joking to pass the time. Eventually, they reached the entrance of the plane, and the members began to find their assigned seats. The seating arrangement was scattered across the plane due to the last-minute booking, and the members split up, searching for their designated spots. Beomgyu, following the seat number on his boarding pass, made his way down the aisle, scanning the row numbers.

Simultaneously, you navigated the plane's narrow walkway, glancing at the numbers above the seats. As fate would have it, you both arrived at the same row. The realization hit simultaneously, and you exchanged surprised glances.

"Looks like we're seat buddies," Beomgyu said with a grin, gesturing to the two adjacent seats in the first-class section. You chuckled, "What are the odds?"

As the other members settled into their respective seats, they couldn't help but notice the coincidence. Taehyun nudged Soobin, pointing discreetly in your direction. "Well, well. Looks like Beomgyu is in for a comfortable journey."

Soobin smirked, "Maybe it's fate."

Meanwhile, Beomgyu motioned towards the seats, "Shall we?"

The two of you settled into your first-class seats, ready for the journey ahead. The initial awkwardness melted away as the plane took off, and you found yourselves engrossed in conversation once again, this time with the added luxury of a more comfortable setting. The other members exchanged approving glances, silently acknowledging that this flight might just be a bit more interesting than they initially thought.

As the banter continued between Taehyun and Beomgyu, Soobin and Yeonjun joined in, curious about the source of the conversation. Soobin raised an eyebrow, looking between Beomgyu and you. "What's going on here?" he asked.

Taehyun pointed in your direction, "Just trying to figure out if she's a MOA."

Yeonjun chimed in, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Beomgyu, are you falling for a fan?"

Beomgyu laughed, shaking his head, "No, guys. Just making small talk. She's cool."

Soobin chuckled, "Well, we have a few hours to kill. Why don't you go talk to her, Beomgyu? Get to know the mysterious non-MOA."

The idea seemed to amuse the group, and Beomgyu, taking the suggestion in good spirits, decided to make his way towards you. As he approached, a smile played on his lips. "Hey," he greeted casually, "Hey," you replied, the conversation flowed effortlessly as you exchanged stories, laughs, and even shared a few snacks. The other members occasionally glanced over, exchanging knowing looks.

As the plane journey continued, you found yourself engrossed in Beomgyu's company, realizing that the initial boredom had transformed into an unexpected connection. The rest of TXT, observing the scene, couldn't help but smile at the budding friendship.

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

Uncle Jesse x fem reader!!!

where one night he plays a gig at a bar with his band and during a few songs he sings, they lock eyes and he’s really interested in her, so during his break he goes and talks to her and they hit it off. She invites him back to her place and things get a little steamy until her shirt rides up a bit and he sees bruises on her torso. (Insert protective Jesse!!) (tw abuse.) maybe you could use the line “the last guy was a little rough.” But Jesse knows those aren’t those kinds of bruises and that someone later their hands on her

Season 3/4 era

Sounds Good To Me

Fandom: Full House

Pairing: Jesse Katsopolis x Female Reader 

Characters: Jesse Katsopolis, Female Reader

Word Count: 1363 // Rating: Mature

Summary: Reader and Jesse get off to a good start until her past makes an unpleasant appearance 

Tags/ Warnings: Kissing, Requested Fic, Request, One Night Stand, Abuse, Physical Abuse, Physical Injuries, Bruising, Domestic Abuse, Domestic Violence, Angst, Protective Jesse, Jesse and The Rippers, Uncle Jesse, Set around Season 3/4

Notes: Here ya go @americaarse Hope you like it.

Just a memo other requests might be slow as I'm busy next week and this weekend. I'm going to be doing EP fics for his birthday so I'll be ignoring my inbox till they're done lmao

‘We’ve been Jesse and the Rippers! Thanks for coming out,’ Jesse said as a wave of cheers and applause rippled around the club. He left the stage and headed to the small dressing room the venue owner provided for them. It had been a good show. The crowd liked their material and they’d even managed to sell a good deal of CDs. But that hadn’t been the highlight of his night. No, the highlight of Jesse’s night had been the cute girl who’d been watching him throughout. She didn’t seem to be a fan of theirs, but rather someone who had attended the club they just happened to be playing at, but she couldn’t take her eyes off him. And Jesse loved that. As the band packed up their stuff he headed out into the bar to get himself a drink.

He was standing at the bar, waiting to be served, when he felt someone appear beside him and turned to find the girl from before. She glanced at him and smiled. 

‘Hey,’ Jesse said.

‘Hey,’ she said with a soft smile, ‘great set. You guys are really cool.

‘We like to think so,’ he chuckled. 

‘I mean it. I wasn’t even gonna come out tonight but I’m glad I did,’ she said. 

‘Well how about I make your night a little better,’ he said. 

‘Oh yeah?’ she smirked, ‘how are you gonna do that?’ 

‘Well I’ll start by buying you a drink,’ he said with a smirk.

‘Sounds good to me,’ she smiled.

The guys had decided not to stay after the gig but Jesse didn’t much care. He was having a good time without them. He and Y/N had spent hours tucked away in a booth at the back of the club. She was a nice girl. Sweet, funny and smokin’ hot, just Jesse’s type. As the night wore on and the drinks flowed he found himself losing the thread of the conversation as he started getting distracted by her. The way she moved her hair out of her eyes. The way she smiled when she told him something funny. The way her lips formed a perfect pout as if begging for him to kiss her. She was telling him a story, enraptured in the tale, but he had no clue what was going on. He wanted to kiss her. Badly. 

She seemed to catch him staring and blushed, ‘what?’ she asked after a moment. Jesse didn’t say anything, instead, he leaned in and placed his hand on her cheek before he kissed her tenderly. She tensed for a moment and then melted into it allowing him to continue. He pulled her to him and rolled his tongue against her lip as if asking her to go further. She responded and soon enough they were making out. When she finally pulled back Jesse watched her carefully. She was smiling, though a little shy, and said, ‘wanna take this back to my place?’ 

‘Absolutely,’ he said. 

They left pretty sharpish after that, taking a cab to her apartment. Jesse figured it would probably be better than taking her home and having to explain why kids' toys littered every room in his house. Or having to explain to Joey and Danny who she was and why she was there. They were barely out of the cab before they were back on one another kissing one another as if their life depended on it. She forced them to break away so they could walk up to her apartment, though Jesse couldn’t help but come up behind her as she unlocked her door, kissing down her neck as his hands caressed her sides. 

Once they were inside they were back together trying to make their way to the bedroom without breaking apart for too long. His lips were everywhere, nipping and sucking along her neck as he pushed her jacket off her shoulders. As they got into the bedroom Jesse pulled his shirt off, watching as she climbed onto the bed, lying down and watching him with an inviting smile. 

‘Come here,’ she said beckoning him to her. Jesse didn't have to be told twice. He was on her in a shot, hovering over her as their lips reconnected. He made his way down her neck, his fingers tracing along the hem of her shirt before he hiked it up. She moved up so she could pull it off but as she did he noticed something. 

Across her stomach were deep purple bruises, tinged with green around the edges where they’d started to heal. He stopped in his tracks and so did she, noticing him staring at her. She could see what he was seeing and nervously pulled her t-shirt down so they were no longer on show. 

‘It’s fine,’ she said.

‘Those bruises-’

‘Aren’t a big deal,’ she said going to kiss him again but he pulled back until he was sitting up on the bed. She moved to sit up properly.

‘How did you…’ he said, trailing off mid-sentence. He had his own ideas. None of them good. 

‘Let’s just say the last guy was a little rough,’ she said quietly. Jesse felt rage flow through him. He hated bullies. No matter the context. Those who used their fists to get their point across rather than their words. They made him sick. And he didn’t know how anyone could lay a finger on her. They’d only known each other mere hours but it was clear to him how special she was. 

‘It’s fine,’ she said placing a hand on his knee, ‘and it doesn't have to ruin anything between us. I mean if the bruises bother you I’ll keep my shirt on.’

‘Bother me?’ Jesse baulked loudly making her wince, ‘sorry. Honey, I’m not bothered by them. Well the look of them anyway. I’m bothered by the person who did this to you. They shouldn’t be able to get away with this.’

‘It’s not a big deal,’ she said self-consciously. 

‘Yes it is,’ he said as he placed his hand on her knee, ‘you’re a great girl. And whoever this guy is he didn’t deserve you. He doesn’t deserve any woman.’

‘I know that,’ she said quietly. Jesse could see something behind her expression as if she wanted to say something but she was holding herself back whether in fear of him judging her or admitting to whatever it was. 

‘But?’ he said gently. She looked up at him panic-stricken, ‘you don't have to tell me if you don't want to.’ 

‘No it's okay,’ she said, ‘it’s just…I know it’s wrong. I know I shouldn’t let him in but he talks me around. Every time I tell him it’s done and every time he lures me back in until something like this happens. Then it’s like I see sense. You must think I’m really stupid.

‘I don't think you're stupid. Guys like that are just good at getting their way. They know all the cards to play to make you trust them again. It doesn't mean you're stupid for believing they might be a decent human for once,’ he said. Y/N nodded. 

They sat in silence for a moment and she looked up at him with a meek smile as she said, ‘I bet this wasn’t the night you were planning on huh?’

‘Eh,’ he shrugged, ‘I had a good gig, a few drinks and I got to hang out with a pretty girl. I can’t complain.’ 

‘Still a bit of a mood killer though,’ she said. 

‘Maybe,’ he said, ‘but maybe it just gives us a chance to take another run at this whole first date thing.’

‘You wanna go on a date?’ she said.

‘Well, we did take this thing at a hundred miles an hour. Maybe we just need to slow down a little bit,’ he said with a smile. 

‘Sounds good to me,’ she replied.

‘Though,’ Jesse said, clearing his throat, ‘I’m still hoping for something.’

‘What’s that?’ she said in a whisper. 

‘That I can keep kissing you,’ he said, ‘just for a little while longer.’

‘Like I said. Sounds good to me,’ she replied.

[iknowyuu]

I NEED JEALOUS SIEUN.

I was thinking maybe the reader was admiring their idol and calling them handsome and stuff, but sieun got a little jealous 😭😭

IDKKKK..... SMTH LIKE THAT BUT YEA I WOULD APPRECIATE IT . I LOVE YOUR FANFICSSSS SM🫶🫶

you jealous?

kdrama!sieun x reader

// read req!

tags: jealous sieun, kissing, established relationship

note: ive gotten a few reqs for jealous sieun and i just couldn't see him being jelly really at all 😭 for some reason this req (since it had a scenario tied to it) really struck me?? this was so easy to write, ty for that &lt;3

♡

"waaaah," you sighed for the seventeenth? eighteenth? time at the idol on screen- he doesn't know. he's lost track.

the two of you were supposed to be studying for an upcoming quiz, but you'd forgotten that your favourite artist had a showcase at the same time. sieun agreed to let you watch since the song was less than three minutes long, but as time progressed you started to squeal and whisper-scream at the television longer and longer.

yes, the showcase was only around two minutes and forty seconds, but the television had been on for almost ten minutes. every time he asked you to turn it off, you'd whine and pout, saying things like "pleaaassee, sieun?" and "whyyy?" it was like you knew his weakness was that he couldn't say no to you when you looked at him like that.

you finished the fan-chant at the current song that was playing and cheered quietly, almost as if you were at the concert with the crowd. the boy beside you was trying to study, but you still weren't ready to stop watching, and he could tell from the way you leaned forward and stared, your mouth slightly open in awe. he had to get you to turn it off one way or another.

not to mention he was extremely bothered by the way you looked at the idol, you kept calling him handsome and kept fanning over how amazing he was, noting how stable his vocals were... and no, it was not because he was jealous.

he just really needed to finish these flashcards. yeah, it was the cards.

whatever the case, he knew you had to turn it off now before you got too addicted, so he finally decided to just grab the remote and turn it off himself. "yah! what are you doing!? i was almost done!"

"that's the third time you've said that." he snapped sharply, his natural tone of voice making his words sound gentle.

you pouted at his words and sighed as you looked down at the table in front of you before glancing towards sieun before noticing something off about him. "oh," you saw his ears, "are you okay, sieun? your ears are really.. red." you cocked your head in confusion, wondering what was up with him till a sudden realization hit you like a truck. "sieun.. are you.. jealous?"

he shook his head, not even bothering to look back at you, but oh boy, could you read him like a book. you watched as the red at the tips of his ears gradually spread to all of it, also spreading down his neck.

"yahh! i know you're lying!" you giggled at him and scooted closer to him, giving him a side hug and facing him. "look at me, baby." he responded to the pet name you called him after a second of finishing the sentence he was writing.

“it’s you that i like, okay?” you smiled at the way he didn’t avoid eye contact, cupping his cheeks. you didn’t wait for a response before fully turning towards him and placing a hand on his chest, the other at the back of his warm neck before leaning in and placing butterfly kisses from his collarbone to his jaw, and as a finale, pulling him towards you and placing a peck on his lips. you parted his bangs with your fingers and laid them flat on his forehead before going in once more and placing a kiss on his cheek. “you’re cute,” you mumbled before turning back to your work and immediately picking up your own to finish the equation you’d written down before you got distracted.

the two of you resumed your work, and you would’ve thought your words had no affect— only if it wasn’t for the way you leaned forward and caught his tiny smile.

♡

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[0sincerelyella]

Can I request one of Justin Herbert where you’re comforting him after a tough game, with lots of fluff, and it’s more of a night routine where they have dinner, watch tv, get ready for bed, cuddle! Thanks ☺️

I’m proud of you - Justin Herbert

Summary: Justin has a tough win, y/n will always be proud of him no matter what

notes: THIS IS SO EXCITING i don’t pay much attention to justin (being a bengals fan) but i do very much enjoy watching him play, so this should be fun:)

y/n turned off the TV with a sigh. she had just watched an absolutely devastating chargers loss. she couldn’t make it to the game, due to working late, and she knew it would take a toll on justin.

immediately y/n stood to start her after loss routine. knowing he’d be home in about two hours she began a quick meal.

she gathered every extra blanket in the house and sat them on their couch. she placed candles and the food on the coffee table. she grabbed his favorite pair of comfy clothes and set them beside the blankets, finally she put on his favorite movie, pressing pause, and awaited his arrival

when she heard keys in the door, she walked into the kitchen to greet him at the door. the door opened and justin tossed his duffle bag next to the door. “i’m home!” he called, a tired sound to his voice. y/n pulled him in a hug before he could even look up to see her. he smiled, taking a breath and instantly relaxing under her touch. “you did amazing justin, absolutely amazing im so so proud of you”

his hand rested behind her head and gripped her hair softly as he pulls her tighter into a hug. she knew he didn’t think so, but he wasn’t going to argue with her. he loves her and doesn’t want to hurt her “I love you” he whispers, rocking them side to side. “i love you too” she smiled, loving the hug. justin lifted his head, suddenly realizing there was a nice smell coming from the stove

“what is that smell?” he made his way into the kitchen with a happy smile on his face. “your favorite” y/n answered, holding his hand as he discovered a meatloaf in the oven, pieces already cut out of. “y/n, baby you didn’t have to” he looked as he was about to cry.

football meant a lot to him, he wanted nothing more than to bring his team to victory every game. but unfortunately it didn’t happen. the standard he held himself up to really hurt his ego sometimes. but every time without fail, y/n is at home, with his favorite food, his favorite clothes, and his favorite movie. she’s always there to take care of him, she’s his favorite girl.

justin grabbed the clothes off the couch and instantly changed like a kid ripping open a Christmas present. his smile got even bigger when he realized y/n was wearing matching pjs with his own. “oh my goodness” he said, picking her up and spinning her around in an excited happy manner. “i love you till the ends of the earth” justin held her so tightly, plopping them both on the couch.

“i love you justin, i love you so much it hurts” he kissed all over her face. y/n reached up to turn on the movie, high school musical, and they both leaned back on the couch.

justin held her to his chest as he recited the movie. he has seen this movie a million times and knew it like the back of his hand.

y/n traced hearts on his arms as she layed on his chest. justin kissed her head over and over in between every pause to sing the songs. justin stands up excitedly

“we’re sourin!” he pointed to y/n

“flyin” she started quietly

“there’s not a star in heaven that we can’t reach”

justin picked y/n up and sang to her like some stupid cheesy romance movie.

even though he lost his game today, he had his girl right by his side. he could care less, win, lose, he did what he loved to do and he had the girl of his dreams.

after the movie was over, y/n yawned, curling into justin’s side. “tired?” he asked, looking over at his girlfriend. she shook her head, barely able to keep her eyes open.

justin laughed, scooping her up into his arms much to her protest. she wiggled around in his arms and giggled. “put me down!” he shook his head, and ran up the stairs. he sat her on the bathroom counter and kissed her forehead “get ready for bed” he said, walking away and shutting their shared bedroom door.

“justinnnn!!!” she called, slouching in a pouty mood. “brush your teeth!” he called, presumably busy with something unknown.

y/n did as told, brushing her teeth and washing her face, she put her hair up and ran to the bedroom door, knocking like a mad woman “justin! i’m done and i’m tired let me in” justin waisted no time in letting her in, and she was met with blankets apon blankets stacked on the bed in a cozy nest, her favorite cartoons on the TV, and her favorite stuffed animals in the nest.

y/n squealed, running and jumping into the nest. she cuddled herself into the blankets, leaving justin at the door. “your such a jerk” he laughed, crawling into the blankets with her.

“i love you sweet girl” he said, kissing her face

“i love you too justin” she smiled, “oh and,” she turned around to face him

she placed a kiss to his lips with a soft

“i’m proud of you”

[maximumprime]

I hate when SOME!!! alien stage fans take the characters and just treat them like one dimensional characters and water them down specifically ivan and till I'm specifically talking about them because when someone says ivan they are never talking about just ivan they are talking about ivan and till when someone talks about till it's not just till alone it's ivan and till they don't think of the characters as their own characters they think of them as a pair but they really. arent. one is in love with a lesbian and the other is dead guys I don't think these two are a pair they aren't a pair they were never a pair I'm so tired of people seeing till or ivan and somehow mention the other with it it's never them as a character or them by themselves and they act like till is in love with ivan as well like "omg boyfriends they love each other sooo much!!!" I'm sure ivan loves him but till loves a lesbian and thinks that lesbian could be

DEAD and till is currently depressed as hell not even just because mizis missing and or dead to him because he has been dehumanized and abused his whole life and he's finally given up and some alien stage fans are like "uhhmmm he's literally fine he's just having a bad day" when he's literally being treated like an experiment and has been treated like an experiment his whole life and they act like he just stubbed his toe and it hurt for an hour why do people have to water down characters so badly just to understand them and it's always "oh we should have more unwell mentally ill characters" YOU COULDN'T EVEN HANDLE TILL literally watered him down to just guy who likes to fight people and beat people up and is somehow gay where did you get that from he literally sang a song about a girl and how much he loves her in the song that introduced him and it's so obvious that certain people only watched round 6 because it's always "omg ivantill!!! oh and the brown haired girl I guess. oh and the black haired girl that loves pink haired girl the uhh lesbians!! wait there was a blonde one" this is not an exaggeration I've seen people say this how do you manage to not remember their names the series started with said black haired girl in love with the pink haired girl what are you talking about dude how do you forget HYUNA. shes like the coolest one there there was how many videos had shown mizi. ALL OF THEM. and youre like "uhhh the pink one?? I think???? Whats a clematis and why is it yours" she was literally shown through like the whole thing what do you mean "oh I forgot her name" how did you go through the entire thing without learning their names. The series literally started off with lesbians the whole channel started with lesbians and youre focused on the one mlm ship that they made like I'm not mad that they've gotten more fans that means that they get more money and the videos are coming out faster I'm not mad about that I'm jolly more fanart more videos more popularity more everything but you guys are focused on just two guys kissing that's what you care about if you look up alien stage on YouTube the amount of thumbnails of them kissing is crazy and if they aren't kissing its almost all just ivantill this is crazy. obsurd. insane. cant take this no more guys I wish people understood characters and actually payed attention to not just two guys kissing its not even two guys kissing its one kissing the other and the other one confused as shit and pushing him away I wish people payed attention to the entirety of everyone there and understood how they act instead of just taking two guys and playing with them like dolls not even the good kind of playing with dolls the ones that make up shit on the spot you take till and you say "Ivan is your boyfriend and you are going to LIKE IT." that's how you sound when people act like he isn't in love with mizi he wrote a whole song about it guys it's in the lyrics guys you know unknown till the end that song wasn't about Ivan if you guys were a liiittle confused hes talking about mizi guys he's in love with mizi. I'm gonna end this because this is really long and I started speaking nonsense hit that subscribe button and hit the bell and don't forget to like the video and leave a comment down below I love you guys and peace ouuutt

[lovejosephquinn]

Since it’s getting closer to that time of the year, do you think you could write something about Joe during the Christmas season? It could be something fluffy like decorating the tree and baking sweets during your first Christmas together OR possibly something a little more spicy with the idea of Joe playing Santa and it goes along with the “Santa Baby” song ?

I’ll let you pick which one you want to do bc I’d be happy with either scenario! You always do such a wonderful job so whatever you write I know will be amazing 🤎 (I wouldn’t be opposed to you somehow combining both ideas into one if you wanted lol)

I love this 👀 oh my goodness. I changed it round to fit a particular silly Joe being his chaotic self. Mainly fluff 😋

Are you readyyyyyyy

Thank you for your request angel x

You were both covered in glitter and excess tinsel, you'd just finished decorating the house and practically yourselves. Your first Christmas in your new home together was officially beginning.

It was December 1st, Joe insisted you'd go out and get a tree together today and that you did, the biggest one you could possibly find. You'd bought all new decorations for it, lights, stockings, baubles, a wreath for the front door, the lot.

You watched Joe have arguments with the tree at least half a dozen times, saw him yell at the Christmas lights when they tangled themselves together, getting himself mangled in them in the process, give up with them twice and then go straight back to them pointing his finger and threating them to go in the bin if they wouldn't cooperate and then give the baubles a little telling off from the carpet when he didn't hang them properly on the tree. Within 20 minutes you'd given up helping because he'd rearrange anything you decided to do anyway.

He decorated you with the left-over tinsel after whilst you were snuggled with a blanket and a hot chocolate, watching the comedy sketch that was your Joey and decorations, wrapping it around you like a scarf, round your head like a bandana and even having the idea of cuffing you to the bed with it.

You hung the matching stockings on a bookshelf because you didn't have the fancy fireplace they have in movies and Joe was determined that he picked you up to place the star on top, informing you that this part was your job, giggling like a child throughout. He left turning the lights on till last, holding the switch and making you count from 5. "It's not the Trafalgar Square light switch on Joey."

"You're wrong, it's the Y/L/N / Quinn switch on." Joe beamed at you.

"5..." He began to count, gesturing his hand to you to continue the countdown.

You rolled your eyes, sitting on the edge of the armchair and shaking your head at the silly boy in front of you, you loved how much effort he'd truly wanted to put into this and knew he was a huge fan of Christmas, so you humoured him.

"4. 3. 2. 1." Joe flicked on the switch and the whole of the living area along with the tree lit up beautifully. "Tadah!" Your eyes sparkled gazing around the room and Joe quickly darted over to you, lifting you up from where you sat spinning you around and giving you a sloppy peck on the lips. "It's Christmas, baby!"

You giggled at his elation. "It sure is, my love."

He put back down to your feet and cleared his throat for the final display of spirit. "Alexa, play Christmas music."

The device obeyed and began to play Santa Baby.

Joe pushed you to the seat, giving you the most awful lap dance, shaking his hands about in the air and shimmying his shoulders around whilst putting on the worst Kyle Minogue impression you'd ever seen; making you cry into fits of laughter

"You're crazy, Joseph Quinn."

"Crazy about you, maybe." He stuck his tongue out at you, slipping into the armchair next to you in which you adjusted yourself to sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. "So, Y/N, have you been a good girl this year?"

"That all depends on what you're referring too." You placed a soft and gentle kiss on his cheek, making his already rosy features go pinker. His mouth fell forward when you pulled back catching your bottom lip with his teeth. "Oh no, this pretty girl's a bad elf."

"A bad elf?" you couldn't take him seriously, his straight-faced nod provided all of his theatrical training in that second. You creased at Joe, his stature quickly changing when the song was ending, quickly placing his forehead to yours, as sexy as he was trying to look you were cringing at his vague attempts to make the song sound flirtier than it was.

The words that fell out of your mouth next before you could even think them through made you internally vomit, and you couldn't help but practically bark in his face when you did.

"If I'm a bad elf then you'd better spank me, Santa."

Joe's head threw itself back in amusement, his eyes squeezed shut from the burst of loud laughter, he'd never heard such a thing from you before, the worst part was as awful as it was, he'd be in complete denial if he said it didn't slightly turn him on a little bit.

"That was quick for you, love. Oh my god." He couldn't stop laughing, his head raising back forward to you, tears practically streaming from his big brown eyes. It was your turn to play the poker face now and his laughing quickly stopped when you showed the impassive look.

"Wait, are you serious?"

"Hey, you were the one who wanted to tie me up with tinsel earlier."

He pouted his lips at you, as if the thought had slipped his mind. It hadn't. His heated face turned into a devilish smile.

"Then looks like both our wishes are going to come true tonight." you smirked back at him, ready for whatever happened next.

[im-probably-crying-rn-ngl]

my wips

i wanted to organise and share my wips and i am actually sorry to whomever has ever tagged me in a tag game, i actually just don't know how to do them✨ if anyone is curious about any of these please do drop me an ask because i do love the sound of my own voice/sight of my own words and will provide detail 😌

okay so we have britcedes (rip to them ig) to start off, rn trying to figure out how the actual fuck i will write lewis' move to ferrari into them:

End Game: okay so a/b/o au where lewis is coparenting his son with his ex (teammate and boyfriend, buy 1 get 1 free) nico rosberg. lewis might have a lot on his plate but he finds himself attracted to his new teammate (he has a bit of a type) and against his better judgement they start up a "thing". what lewis doesn't realise george is absolutely head over heels in love with him and has been for YEARS. but george tries to play it cool, he fails, shit happens, gax happens (yes okay i don't want to fumble with this, max is incredibly complex in this but i still love him in it) but yes they get their end game of course.

Chasing Silver: set in canon universe, starting from the 2021 season. honestly like yeah that's it. i think this fic is just an excuse to ramble about their racing and ever shifting dynamics.

My Girl: OH THIS FIC. its absolutely one of my favourites if not the favourite. so lesbian britcedes, lady louise hamilton is the first black and female driver to make it to f1 and she is the champion of the sport. its 2022, she has won 7 wdcs and is looking for one more but it is just not clicking, neither is her personal life really. love left her a long time ago, walked away on 6 inch red stilettos. but enter george russell (yes her name is george and no it is NOT short for georgia and yes she will correct you on that every single time) louise's new teammate alex albon's race engineer. all george ever wanted was everything and being louise's girl might just give it to her or maybe it will be what takes it it all?

then there is gax my beloveds, i adore writing them, gax nation will always have my loyalty, i really want them to give me more this season:

Lovely: this is a/b/o, childhood sweethearts, non-driver george, son of toto wolff au i have shared snippets of before. writing this fic feels never ending and i am slowly losing my mind haha but its still! my! baby! and! i! won't! abandon! it!

Mad Max's Princess: this is pure self indulgent fluff. girl george who is once again is casted as alex albon's race engineer in this fic. her (mostly) loving boyfriend of 10 years is none other than rival team red bull racing's star and the reigning world champion. the guy they have to beat to get her driver and team to the top. oh when the love of your life is your biggest fan and your biggest hater. this is gax, of course hijinks ensue.

Fire & Blood: medieval fantasy/game of thrones (a song of ice and fire for the ones who know) au with a/b/o dynamics. mercedes are the rulers of the land and their dragons' fire melted the gold in their crowns and the moulded their iron throne. but a dragon can die and a dragon can be killed. a dragon can be shot from the sky and brought down to earth or a dragon can be trapped in a dungeon till it can fly no more. a dragon's neck can be pierced by a lion's teeth.

galex because okay who am i to argue against true love and george's russell's wishes:

Hell is a Teenager: this is a pretty dark fic where i actually do some social commentary on the a/b/o universe. so george and alex are neighbours and the best of friends who are just on the edge of more. at 14 george presents as an omega and is shipped off to an all-omega private boarding school. alex doesn't hear from him till their final year of high school and all of a sudden george is back in town. he is not the same boy that cried in alex's arms the night before he left begging for him to love him. george has changed even if no one else can tell, what happened in there? why is he back? why does alex's heart still give a stutter when he looks into those blue eyes? even if those eyes no longer sparkle. *sigh* yeah this is a toughie

lastly there is my landoscar wip, they write themselves into ffs not us:

The Only Exception: another a/b/o au (one hit wonder i know), basically its the good boy/play boy trope. lando can't get his shit together and oscar is too oblivious for his own good. it would be angst if they weren't so incredibly adorable and down bad for each other.

[slowmo-yo-yo]

Huge fan of just the plain intimacy of chuckwill. Something about yearning for years for your best friend, yearning for his touch, his attention, the feeling of his lips on yours, wanting and wanting so hard for years and years and not speaking up about it because theres no way he would actually reciprocate those feelings. And you think with time you’ll be able to brush it off but no. The longer you feel these feelings the stronger they get and the more time you spend burying them. Like they’re yearning for YEARS and they’re yearning hard. Will seeing chuckie getting with girls every other week w his dashing good looks and charm and when will finally gets with Skylar Chuckie can’t help but think he missed his chance. They spend forever in this game of will they won’t they and it just gets more painful as the years go on. BUT LO AND BEHOLD, after a very hot, excruciating, isolating year in California Will realizes if he doesn’t act on these feelings they’ll kill him cause they’re eating him from the inside out. Will drags his sorry ass back to Boston, confesses, they get together AND FINALLY THEY CAN ACT ON THESE FEELINGS.

Chuckie waking up every morning and spending a good 10 minutes just watching will sleep, appreciating the view that he spent so long hoping and praying for. Brushing the hair out of his eyes, listening to his soft snoring, feeling the warmth of a body next to him, and he has to resist urge to just crawl right back into bed and hold him till noon. Like “oh this guy that I’ve been in love with since I was 10, I can finally call him mine and I’m gonna show it and make sure everyone knows it”. PDA galore, kissing in bars and dancing together, lots of holding hands and hanging off eachothers shoulders. I religiously believe that chuckie likes to lean all his weight onto Will and just hang on his shoulders when standing gets boring. They’re like those annoying couples in line that can’t take their hands off eachother.

But also in private too, intimate touches in the kitchen while cooking dinner, laying in eachothers laps while watching whatever’s on while they play with eachother hair. Lots and lots of kissing. Sometimes they’ll make out and have to break because it’s hot, they’re both beat red, and it feels too good and one of them on the verge of passing out. But I feel like their kisses never loose their sparkle either. Every kiss is something new and different and amazing. Years and years of longing finally cultivate into this beautiful appreciation of all the small moments of intimacy between them. Touches to the lower back, kissing old scars, massages, and just plain close proximity to one another. Feeling the other without seeing him. Knowing he’s there and will be there when he wakes up. Finally within reach and finally his.

Anyway this quotes very them and they make out sloppy all the time. The one song by The Cure about making out till you pass out always reminds me of them, I feel like they do that all the time. And sometimes it’s just a prolonged kiss that gets them all red and giggly. This continues to happen into their 50s and they think it’s going to stop but it never does. Perks of being in love!