#and the answer was no and thats why he cried

[the-five-deadly-venoms]

It's good to see you back, even if it's not at all under circumstances we want it to be.

aww omg thank you fire !! what a sweet thing to send me :3c

dreamworks really just swept the five away all in favour of tai lung..........................

[discocactusblogs]

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[eorzeashan]

Late to WIP party -- tell me about Opia!

And I'm even later to answering this -- forgive me! Holidays are a hectic time.

Haha oh man. Opia is a working title, but it refers to the indescribable feeling you have when you make direct eye contact with another person. I should rename it to something is in my eye, because the premise makes me cry.

It covers the backstory of my Cipher Eight, how he came to inherit the title and what triggered such a drastic change from the person he is as Cipher Nine in a different timeline. Not all of it. Just these final, soul-crushing moments where he realizes that Intelligence wants to scrap his beloved mentor, Nosta, and that he is the only one who can save her from being killed, brainwashed, or sent to Shadow Town. He clings to the memory that she is not just a weapon- that she wished to return home to Csilla, to her family, and thereon thinks my life for hers, because she is capable of love and has a life, while I do not.

This single act of devotion is his only motivation for everything after. He has to stay alive for her, to take her place, or his sacrifice will mean nothing.

But he is barely an adult. He is just a child, and he is scared and alone-- burdened with the knowledge that he must fight off every single person coming to take her away from him and end whoever gave the order to retire Cipher Eight permanently.

There's so many stories about dying to save the ones you love, but this is about forcing yourself to live and endure at the behest of someone else, so that the shadows of your life will never touch them again. It's looking at someone and understanding their happiness comes from something you lack. I just- have so many feelings about this Chiss agent who raised this boy to be disposable and ended up being so loved by him that he gave her the ticket to the happiness she only dreamt of. Spies do not earn happy endings. They are not supposed to dream of families and a life after. He knew this, and was forever changed because of it.

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There's nothing more frightening than staring your own death in the face.

It would be easier if it was about self-sacrifice, to go out in one final blaze of glory, all his enemies gone in one fell sweep-- and him, at the center, satisfied that his death worked as intended.

But the cards had never been stacked in his favor. This was not that story.

Get up!

Orradiz wheezed in labored, choppy breaths, barely able to shove down his urge to scream and cry beneath a slick veneer of oily blood that inked down the entire quadrant of his face. The lights of Kaas City spun in dizzying circles above him, blurred by tears that would not fall. He wanted to let go. To sink into the sea of oblivion that exhaustion granted after hours of hunting and being hunted like less than an animal. He felt the eye not bisected by his new patchwork of wounds carved by an endless night of vibroknives droop closed. Rest...

They're still out there! If you go, she goes!

Get up!

He jolted upright in the shadows of the dank alleyway, panic flooding his veins. No. He could not rest now. She still needed him- he would never rest again if he truly meant to do this. For her. For her, damn you.

He thought of Nosta, fighting her own battle in the solitude of the safehouse, her formerly brilliant blue skin pale and clammy with poison as her features twisted in agony. She had been delirious when he'd found her, scraping by the skin of her teeth to triumph over yet another assassin sent to silence her. He'd always known her as a proud woman. Unbreakable. The best of all her kind.

Yet the image of her curled in on herself, small, vulnerable, was one he never wished to see again. He had brought her to an empty warehouse. Laid her down on a cot, and wiped the sweat from her brow.

"Saganu..." She whimpered, and Orradiz felt his heart coming undone.

"You'll be with him soon." He'd spoken aloud, his voice unsure in the echo that resounded off the duracrete ventricles of their sanctuary. He rose to leave.

Nosta's hand latched onto his arm, stopping him.

"Don't," She wheezed through trembling teeth, her crimson eyes hazed over in pain. Orradiz's eyes widened imperceptibly.

"Nosta, you have to rest-" He unhooked her lithe fingers from him, a knot in his brow.

"Don't go."

He froze. Nosta was staring at him, the spark of her old resolve returning to her as she held their gazes, refusing to break eye contact. She mustered the last of her strength to cling to him. He felt the weakness of her muscles, how much it hurt to strain with the remnants of toxin in her veins.

She knew.

Thank you for the ask!

[hauntingblue]

Evangelion movie hello

[comas-are-for-sleeping]

reasing marvel comics nodding along like i know At All what the fuck is going on

[shnarky-blogs]

-𝚄𝙽𝙷𝙾𝙻𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂-

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Puppy boy reader × Werewolf hubby!

Imagine being a small little puppy boy living with you beloved werewolf husband thats so scary and bigger than you, you both are completely opposite in appearance; -You are small, cute, kind and pretty looked really much harmless.

While he is this tall hulking man, feared by anyone who locked eyes with him, but under that scary face of his he Is actually a caring, lovey-dovey and passionate person! he just have a grumpy face all the time that's why everyone is scared of ticking him off afterall he's a big scary werewolf!

When you two are alone together, he gets all clingy, whiney, begging for your attention as he nuzzles up into your neck, ears flopped down while letting out little whimpers,

"Honey!.. can we cuddle?"

"C-can we shower together, puppy?"

"Im sleepy.. let me spoon you baby.. wanna keep you safe and warm.."

He'd whine all the time if you dont give him what he wants, his begging and cries will go on until you say yes to him, like he can't take no for an answer okay!, But during his ruts, its waaayy different.

What he wants is what he gets, if he whats you bent over the bed you'd do it for him, his strong scent controlling your very form because he smells so wonderful! You'd suck on his cock till your sweet hubby is happy.

During mating, he'd make sure to make you feel every single thing of the details of his cock going in and out your hole.. he also made sure to mark you up to remind you and show people who you belong to, his growls and grunts would fill your ears as he fills you up of his seed and knot you up together on his fat knot, leaving you both tied together for maybe an hour or so?

But after that rough love making, He made sure to give you loads of kisses, praises, and a warm bath to calm your tense muscles after that session with him.

[ewwgene-fitzherbert]

lrb

[possiblyreallyme]

Kinktober day ten: squirting with Marco

warning: squirting, doctors (duh), kinda sadistic marco?? how did that happen???

note: yes, i know about the whole "squirt is basically just pee🤓🤓🤓☝️☝️" debate, but for the sake of this one shot JUST PRETEND IT'S CUM OKAY THATS WHAT ME AND LIKE 80% OF PEOPLE THINK IT IS does anybody have an actual answer though or is it all just "we think"?

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Marco knew what he was doing, pressing down on that extra spongy spot inside of you that had your eyes rolling back, drool seeping from the corners of your gaping lips as you moaned.

"Mmhmm, good job, yoi," He praised, pistoning his fingers in and out of your tight little cunt, curling them perfectly every time. He pushed at the hood of your clit and rubbed soothing circles to the tiny nerve, and with the way hot tears were already rolling down your burning cheeks, you almost wished he hadn't. But he was a doctor, one highly skilled in pretty much all departments, and with as many books about woman's anatomy as he had laying around his office, he knew how to turn your body against yourslef.

"You know what I'm doing, beautiful?" He asked lowly, that lazy smirk ever present on his face while he hovered over you and slowly pumped his fingers, still playing idly with your clit. "I'm makin' you squirt. Never seen you do it before, and I'm just wonderin' what'll happen when you do."

He's a smart man. He knows you're embarrassed, frantically clamping your thighs together around his large hand in an effort to hold back the feeling that you were about to burst. You'd been wondering why the buildup for your climax felt different this time, but you head had been to cotton-stuffed to pick up on it until now.

"Nu uh, spread 'em for me, gorgeous, keep 'em wide, yoi," Marco purred, using his free hand to pry your thighs apart and push you left thigh down to the bed with his hand on your knee. The tears flowed quicker, and he chuckled at the sight, pressing his grin to your cheeks as he kissed away the tracks your pathetic cries left down your face. "Shh, shh, I got you, just let go." And you did, as much as you tried to hold it back. You cried as you finally felt the coil burning a hole into your stomach snap, pussy convulsing around his fingers in rapid flutters and clamps, thankful for how your eyes closed— you couldn't bare to see how much you came.

Marco saw it though. Soaked in the sight of how you fucking gushed, splashing a clear liquid against his forearm and all the way his shoulder, soaking the sheets in the prosses as you arched your back and angled your hips for more. His grin was wider than ever, looking just a little surprised at how big the puddle you gave him was, but fuck- "Do it again, yoi," He groaned, hunching forward to hover over you completely. He pressed forward, grinding the heal of his palm into your clit as he watched your entrance quiver around his fingers in tandem with how your pretty lashes gave a flutter, making that sweet little mewl that had his cock throbbing and aching for a chance to nestle as deep as his fingers were.

Oh god, you shouldn't have let yourself do that. The doctor above you, who you knew as lazy and gentle and flirty, looked feral. Like he wanted to eat you alive, or more accurately, make you squirt again and again till all you could give him was a pathetic little trickle.

He seemed to notice the slight panic in your eyes, because he soothed you with that charming chuckle, pressing a gentle kiss to your hairline as he grinded his digits into your cunt, beginning a slow pace consisting of curling and uncurling his painfully long fingers.

"Don't worry, yoi, it won't hurt," He reassured you, but that look in his eye made you wonder if, for once, he was lying. "It'll feel so good, and I know how much you like to feel good. Gonna keep you squirting all night, pretty, you'll love it."

[sonnyaavce]

DP x DC prompt # 6

There’s a kid crying, a blue skinned white headed kid that was just sitting there crying his eyes out in a panic as he was covered in a very large and dark cloak that was dwarfing him… that was cute to see but, the thing wouldn’t be an issue if there weren’t for the clusterfuck of dead cultist surrounding a green ominous portal under him while the poor kiddo shed luminescent tears nonstop.

“Why is there a kid?” ‘dumb question to ask Captain but sure let’s go with that yeah?’ scoffed annoyed Constantine after eyeing the magic champion while some of the members of the Justice League finished some of the goons that were still alive and resisting, Constantine just watched in dumbfounded stupor the crying baby eldritch abomination still wailing over there.

“I’ll go check on him first” said Wonder Woman, being the first to react after finishing her part, slowly walking forward with gentle steps and humming tunes to make the small baby calm down a bit and refocus on her. Dianna never went too closer to grab the small kid, but she slowly crouched in front of him, palms out and leveling her face in a calm expression, so the kid wouldn’t freak out while she still hummed songs and cooed calming words.

The poor kid wails gradually subsided and ‘oh my god, why are those eyes way too green!’ His eyes were completely black except his irises being a bright neon green shine, his small body trembled when only small hiccups stayed, in his small crying fit the lad had ended up sucking his thumb in a desperate attempt to calm down while looking for any non-frightening competent adult and after only seeing Dianna in front of him he tried to raise his small arms towards her but immediately cried as his arms wouldn’t move at all.

“I think the little boy is injured…” said Wonder Woman, breaking the silence once all suspects were aprehended and tied down “explain what you can see Wonder Woman” chastised Batman as he tried to walk towards her to check on the small boy only to be stopped by Superman, who had his eyes shinning red as he looked at the kid “For what I can see, the small child seems to have some broken bones and some internal bleeding… also there’s seems to be a sphere in the middle of his chest?”

“The demon baby is hurt?” Constantine blurted out incredulous, Zatanna wacked him furiously for that comment “if you haven’t heard what Superman said, he said he saw a sphere so it’s not a demon John! it’s a tuttelagé you idiot!”

“How the fuck would you know that isn’t a démonos, Z?!” cussed the magician as he moved a bit back while Zatanna then moved towards Wonder Woman, with spells already healing the poor baby body “tuttelagés are known to be protective spirits of kids that died wishing to protect their loved ones, their wish is then concentrated in their chest as a sphere so to see a young one hurt like this…” Wonder Woman looks grimm at the implications while Zatanna finish healing the young spirit and allows Dianna to pick him up once he’s done healing and calmed down bit.

“Someone must have hurt his protegué so bad that his body is getting affected by it” sentenced Batman as he glared with concern at the small baby who now is now resting his head in Wonder Woman arms and falling asleep.

MEANWHILE

Danny is soo scared and hurt all around his tiny body, the wounds he had while being subjected to the examine table makes him tear up in pain while also making his chest feels funny once the weird forced summoning spell stops pulling his being into existing; green stops flooding his vision only to be meet by a dark and open space full of dead people dressed in weird costumes, so the only answer he has to this is to wail.

Because thats all he can do now, cry. He cries and cries after all what had occurred to him; he cries for his parents betrayal and rejection of his being, he cries for the cruelty they subjected him into, the torture he had to endure and almost making his core break, he cries for his friends deaths when they tried to free him from all his pain but failed.

He cries and cries until the pain into his core is unbearable because he just lost his fright, his connection to the living, his reason of being here. He’s still crying when his senses tenses the moment something changed in his surroundings, he hears fighting and grunting and something falling down and he cries harder; because he’s scared and tired and he just wants Jazz to carry him and…

There’s someone humming, nice humming, calm humming, steps coming closer and then he looks up, scared and hurt and just tired only to find a beautiful black headed and blue eyes woman dressed in a nice outfit crouching in front of him, she’s humming something to him and just looking at him with calm and such gentleness that it makes him croon at her because he feels his core sing ‘she’s nice and pretty and safeSAFEsafeSAFE’ he tries to reach out to her but his arms fell numb and ouchie and he looks up to her, in a silent plea for her so she would carry him but she’s not moving, just looking at him gently.

Until he sees another woman coming closer to them and he tenses up again, afraid and cautious, still a bit frightened by her aura but her hands are starting to glow and he immediately feels his body swaying and feeling a lot better, so he relaxes his body and let’s the pretty woman carry him so he can rest his head and nuzzle asleep.

His core sings pleased ‘I’m safe… she’s nice and safeSAFEsafeSAFE’

-TBC-

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[lerclan]

movie night (pt.2 to orange) | lando norris

type: smau + written

pairing(s): reader x lando norris, reader x f1 grid (friendly)

summary: after you and lando officially announced your relationship, you didnt realize that charles and george were actually sad about the news. to make it up you invited them for ice cream and some movies (except they werent the only ones that showed up)

warning(s): a little bit suggestive 😘🙈

fc: random girlies off of pinterest!

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"are you sure thats gonna be enough ice cream, babe?" lando asks as you turned to look at him confused

"yes??? why wouldnt there be enough? i only invited the two of them for some ice cream and to watch movies." you respond to lando as his eyes widen, "what did you do, lando."

"i swear–no i promise i didnt know it was just supposed to be those two..." he explains as you look at him more, "i may or may have not invited more people besides the two..."

"lando norris!" you yelp out in disbelief, "go."

"go?? go where??" he asks confused.

"go buy more ice cream for the friends you invited." you tell him as he sighs, "quit standing around, go before they come!"

after a few minutes of you stressing out, lando finally arrived with more ice cream in his hands.

"who else did you invite?" you finally ask as he puts the ice cream in the freezer.

"carlos, oscar, max, alex, and lewis." he states their names.

"oh, well thats fine. sorry for getting snappy with you, love." you give him a peck on his cheek, "you know how i am with planning things."

"trust me i do, dont worry about it babe." he tackles you onto the couch as you scream for help.

you and him wrestle each other for a bit until you end up on top of him, straddling his waist.

"i could so do you right now." you blurt out as he cheekily smiles.

"please do." he says as you lean in for a kiss but it gets interrupted with a doorbell.

"awhh, too bad." you pull away as you give him a sly look to which he rolls his eyes at.

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amayamoore replied to ynnns story

amayamoore WHY IS EVERYONE THERE

amayamoore I THOUGHT IT WAS J GONNA BE CHARLES AND GEORGE??

ynnn GIRL I THOUGHT SO TOO BUT LANDO INVITED MORE PEOPLE 😭😭😭

amayamoore LMFAOOO

lilymhe replied to ynnns story

lilymhe tell alex to buy some carrots after you guys are done w your movie night

lilymhe that cute idiot forgot his phone 😔

ynnn LMFAOAHHS OKAY

ynnn he said "understood" with a salute

lilymhe thanks girl lets hang tmrw xxx

ynnn GIRLS NIGHT!?&:

lilymhe YESSSS

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"did she ask for anything else, y/n?" alex asks as he takes a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

"no, but i am stealing her from you tomorrow night." you answer as you take a spoonful of ice cream into your mouth as well.

"girls night?" max asks as you nod your head in agreement.

"yep, pretty much." you answer verbally, "anyways, were you two shocked when you pulled up here seeing all the other guys?" you laugh as you see charles and george nod their heads.

"obviously. i thought me and george were gonna get closure and therapy after the announcement, not a whole party." charles answers as he laughs, "but i think this is better."

"the more merrier they say..." lando says as he scratches his head.

you give him a peck on the lips as you laugh.

"you guys are lucky charles cried all of his tears during the announcement or hed be bawling right now." carlos says as everyone laughs and looks at charles.

"hey, still quite sensitive to that..." he says as he eats down his ice cream and chokes.

max instantly gets up to pat charles on his back as he keeps on coughing.

"DONT DIE ON ME." you yell as you ran out of the room to get charles a glass of water.

"RUN BABE RUN!!" lando yells out as he slowly panics at how much charles was coughing.

"HERE.." you come back with a glass of water nearly slipping on the way, but it gets to charles safely.

"charles dont die yet, you have to race in monaco." max says as he still pats his back.

"i wo–" he coughs, "i wont." he finally takes a deep breath and stops coughing.

"almost lost a dad there for a sec by his own ice cream brand" oscar says as everyone laughs especially charles.

"you almost really did." he says as he finally eases down, "anyways, what are we watching tonight." he asks as you chuckle at his attempt at changing the subject.

"you can pick since you almost saw the light." you say.

"yeah mate, youre lucky max got your back. like quite literally." lewis says max laughs.

after a few minutes of thinking, charles finally picked a movie that he thinks everyone would enjoy.

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lando.jpg my love ❤️

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user3 y/ns first jpg feature 🥹🫶

lando.jpg wont be the last thats fs ❤️

ynnn you better be for sure.

user3 NOT THE THREAT GNNN 😭😭😭

maxverstappen1 mates gonna pretend like we werent there...

alex_albon got lost in the sauce

lewishamilton real

georgerussell63 real

oscarpiastri real

carlossainz55 real

charles_leclerc real

lewishamilton wheres my photo creds @??

ynnn real, like he ate that last pic of us up

lando.jpg creds @/lewishamilton for the last photo 😒

ynnn gosh hes being sassy again 🙄

lewishamilton i literally just asked for creds 🙄🙄

ynnn ikr??? 🙄🙄🙄🙄

mclaren now you know what we have to deal with 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

ynnn gosh i could never 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

lando.jpg GOSH YOU GUYS ARE BULLIES ☹️

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charles_leclerc feeling better now 😎

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ynnn I SWEAR YOU PUT A FRICKING BRICK IN YOUR PILLOW. GOOD LORD CHARLES.

charles_leclerc LOLLL IM SORRY 😭😭

ynnn THAT HURT MATE 😭😭😭

landonorris THE SOUND IT MADE LMFAOOO 😭😭

ynnn SHUT UP LANDO.

alex_albon ive never laughed so hard until what happened on the last photo 😭

lewishamilton FR 💀

lilymhe COUNT YOUR DAYS ALEX.

ynnn YOU GUYS ATTEMPTED TO MURDER ME I SWEAR.

ynnn MURDERERS. ALL OF YOU.

user3 NOT Y/N ACCUSING THEM OF ATTEMPTED MURDER BYEE 😭😭

scuderiaferrari dont hurt our future driver charles ❤️😘

mclaren nuh uh i dont think so ☝️ shes taking landos seat

scuderiaferrari we will see 🙈

ynnn THAT WAS AN UNFAIR FIGHT WAIT TILL I HAVE MY GIRLS W ME GOSH

lilymhe FR

amayamoore REMAAATCH

maxverstappen1 its so on

oscarpiastri REAL‼️

alex_albon REAL‼️

landonorris REAL‼️

carlossainz55 REAL‼️

lewishamilton REAL‼️

charles_leclerc REAL‼️

georgerussell63 REAL‼️

user4 THIS FRIENDSHIP IS TO DIE FOR I SWEAR

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georgerussell63 we totally won in girls vs boys pillow fight.

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ynnn FOR THE LAST TIME: GIRL (SINGULAR) VS BOYS (PLURAL)

user4 poor girl is fighting a whole team 😭

ynnn NOBODY HAD MERCY 😡😡😡😡

charles_leclerc youre just a sore loser

ynnn STFU LECLERC.

alex_albon i swear i literally almost peed myself seeing her screech, run away, and slip 💀

landonorris FOR REAL. I NEARLY HYPERVENTILATED SEEING THAT HAPPEN I WAS CRYING 😭😭

carlossainz55 it actually had me in tears too i couldnt believe she slipped because of her slippers😭😭😭

maxverstappen1 i may have bursted a lung.

ynnn WHAT IS WERONG QITH YOU GUYS QUIT EXPOSING ME

user22 I CANT BREATHE 😭💀💀💀

oscarpiastri 😭😭😭

ynnn im gonna crash into you guys if i see you in the roads.

amayamoore THE THREATS 😭😭😭

mercedesamgf1 how do you feel about joining us next year. we will have a seat open for you 😁

redbullracing no she seems to have a redbull driving style 😘

scuderiaferrari FORZA FERRARI!!! also we dibs first 🙄

mclaren shes already driving for lando next year 🧡🧡🧡

landonorris WHAT

yn.jpg you didnt know babe?

landonorris #landofoundonthestreetsjobless

yn.jpg GOODBYE LMFAOO 😭😭

landonorris look at my loves bunda 😻😻😻

ynnn id humor you if i wasnt holding a grudge against you.

landonorris it was too funny babe i could not 😭😭

ynnn WTV OPP WTV.

landonorris there she goes again 🙄🙄🙄

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yn.jpg welcome chat

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yn.jpg look at all the photos i took of them

yn.jpg my favs is alexs 😭

user3 WHAT EVEN HAPPENED

yn.jpg nothing...just an inchident. (tried running him over in his own car)

lilymhe LMFAOO GNNN 😭😭 HE PROBABLY DESERVED IT

yn.jpg HE DID LILY HE RLLY DID

alex_albon OKAY WHATEVER 😒

charles_leclerc hey...😔

maxverstappen1 best quote from you ever.

lando.jpg such a copycat 🙄

maxverstappen1 mate didnt you beg her?

georgerussell63 didnt you go down on both knees?

oscarpiastri didnt you weep on the floor?

alex_albon didnt you massage her back?

lewishamilton didnt you yell loudly for her to make this account?

carlossainz55 didnt you roll AND weep on the floor if she didnt make it?

charles_leclerc didnt you also massage her feet?

yn.jpg didnt you beg for months for me to make it?

lando.jpg GOSH I GET IT OKAY. 🙄

user22 omg look at oscar hes such a cutie 🥹🥹🥹

charles_leclerc my child is cute 🥹

oscarpiastri thanks dad 😆

user3 that looks like the best movie night ever omg

user4 NO CUZ FR??

yn.jpg #facedented #charlesfault #hehadabrickinhispillow

charles_leclerc haters gonna stay losing 🙄🙄🙄

lilymhe lets get them next time since they wanna talk😒

amayamoore real 😒

yn.jpg real 😒

ynnn real 😒

lilymhe not the double confirmation 😭😭

ynnn i want revenge babes 😭🫶

lilymhe youll get them back babe 🫶😘

amayamoore @/alex_albon she just stole your girl

alex_albon #usedtothis

lilymhe HAHAHSJW ILY BABE 😖🤍

alex_albon love you too 😻🙈

ynnn ew i hate couples 🙄

landonorris im literally on the other side of the couch from you babe 😔

ynnn how about you come to my side then babe. sit on my lap 😻😻😻

landonorris yes maam 😻😻😻🙈🙈

amayamoore GET OUT OF HERE

georgerussell63 TAKE THIS SOMEWHERE ELSE.

charles_leclerc THEYRE DOING IT AGAIN

mclaren i was never here 😨

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authors note(s): did a little part 2 to orange since it felt like it needed a part 2.

i also wanna thank you guys for giving me massive support on orange 😭🫶 i genuinely thought it was gonna flop since it was my first time writing a smau and i thought that you guys wouldnt find my humor funny, but reading the comments made me feel better 😘😘😘

thank you sm again xxx

[gilverrwrites]

Something cute and smutty with either Tim Drake or Roy ?

AND: What about a one bed trope for Tim pls??

Dream a little dream of me

Tim Drake/Reader, ≈1.8K AN: I don't know if theres such a phrases as 'porn first, questions later' but thats what this is lmao. I'm glad theres an audience for Tim, cause as much as I love the other Robins (wink wink Dick), as a bisexual 90s kid, Tim really is my Robin, ya know? CWs: Somnophilia (but not really), dry humping, intercrural sex/thigh job, hand job, Petnames: Baby, sweetheart Tropes: One bed, friends to lovers, porn with feelings. GN!Reader

Sleeping beside you is neither new nor unusual for Tim. You’d been close friends for years, he’d crashed in your bed after many a patrol, you’d had film or study nights at the manor which always ended with you hogging his bed sheets, and in more recent years you’d huddled together on the cramped mattress he called a bed in the lower deck of his boat on multiple occasions. It had always been so natural and innocent, so why was this hotel bed any different? Well, because his budding, inappropriate crush on you had grown in the time since you’d last shared a comforter; Tim had been having not-so-innocent dreams about you.

Dreams where he got to touch, tease, and taste every inch of your exposed skin until you’re a babbling, pleading mess. Dreams where he silenced your breathy cries and begs by telling you to “be good baby”, spreading your legs, and running the tip of his cock along your entrance. Where you look at him with those big, dreamy eyes of yours right up until it’s too much, until he’s bottomed out inside of you and you can’t help but throw your head back, calling out his name as you dig your nails into his back.

“That feels... so… good.” The sound of your voice calls out to him, but your dream self is in no position to be speaking so coherently.

Wait, dream?

His mind is fuzzy as he wakes, still heavy with sleep, part of his brain tries desperately to clutch onto the fleeting imagery in his head until he realises two very important things;  

1. Your body is pressed against his. You’re turned away from him, but he can still feel your warmth, the pressure of your back to his chest, your ass to his… crotch. 2. His ‘crotch’ is rock hard.

Despite all instinct telling him to immediately pull away, he waits. Concerned his sudden movement might cause you to stir, he slows himself. Forcing his body to hold back so he can remove himself in increments. Just a little bit, and then a bit more, and more? He swears he’s doing it, swears he’s at least half a foot away from where he’d been upon waking, but you’re still pushing against him, still rolling your hips.

“Tim~”

It’s at this moment Tim has a third, pivotal realisation.

3. You’re grinding on him.

The sound of Tim’s low voice whispering your name against the shell of your ear slowly coaxs you awake. Every warm breath against your skin sends a rush of heat to your already aching sex. You’d been having such a peaceful, steamy dream in which your best friend, and secret crush; Tim had been tenderly rocking his cock into you from behind. As you take in the hotel room and the hotness of Tim’s body spooning into you, you can’t tell if you’re awake or still dreaming.

“Can you feel that?” His hushed voice pierces the quietness of the room and you’re not sure what he’s talking about until he surges forward, further pressing the hardness of his clothes cock into the curve of your ass.

“Yes.” You murmur, only intending to answer his question but your sleeply lust-ridden psyche keeps talking. “Don’t stop, I like it.”

“Yeah?” He’s so grateful you’re not looking at him in that moment, otherwise, you’d see the undeniable redness currently rushing to his cheeks. Even in the dark of the night, he’s sure it’s glowing through. “I think we’ve been humping each other in our sleep.”

“I’m sorry.” The fear of his rejection is immediately thrown out when you feel his lips on your pulse point, but you have to ask anyway. “Do you want to stop?”

“No, no, god no.” He trails soft kisses along the side of your neck, each one growing sloppier until he finds and fixates on your jaw for far too short a time. “You have no idea how many times I’ve fantasised about this. About you. I want you so bad.”

“I want you too, Tim.” A million and one thoughts run through his head in that moment. How much time had the two of you wasted skirting around the subject? What does this mean for your future and your friendship? The only thing he doesn’t think of as he absent-mindedly ruts against you is the one you ask. “Do you have any protection?”

“I have my Red Robin suit in my case.” It’s a dumb joke he can’t help but make, you laugh anyway and he thinks he might love you for it.

“No, but that’s okay. We can make this work.” You hear the snap of your waistband hitting your hip before you feel it. Tim had playfully pulled it taught before letting go to pull down his boxers. Getting the point, you take his cue, shimmying out of your own underwear just in time for Tim to reattach himself to your back and press his open mouth to your shoulder. “Spread your legs baby.”

As you do, Tim slides his cock between them. You wish you’d turned the light on so you could get a better look, but no force on earth could pry you away from him now. Understanding his plan, you don’t wait to be told to close your legs again, engulfing his length with the soft skin of your inner thighs and slowly beginning to rock your hips.

Tim reached over your body, grazing his deft fingers around your waist and across your stomach. A whine escapes your lips as he dips lower to rub along the length of your arousal, his cock twitches between your legs. Knowing it's so close makes you feel empty, makes you ache to feel him deep inside you, makes the tension in your core coil even more.

“Oh, sweetheart, you’re dripping.” He can hear the wonderment in his own voice as he glides his thumb around you. In response you clench your thighs even harder around his cock, making him groan into your neck.

It isn’t long before your grinding hard and fast around his dick, gripping his arm as you get lost in the moment. The combined sensations feels so good, and you can’t get enough.

Neither can Tim. He could never have dreamed that the reality would feel so good. He’s in awe of the way your body moves, of the pornographic noises you’re making for him. He can barely focus. He wants to hold on longer, wants to bask in your warmth and scent for as long as possible but your merciless rhythm and the feel of your thighs around his throbbing cock has him chasing his climax way too soon.

“Are you close?” He sputters. You answer with a string of incomprehensible whimpers and a weak nod. He isn’t even in you, and you’re already drunk on your best friend. You’d be ashamed if you had the capacity to care in that moment. “Come with me?”

It’s a question, not a command. This is a partnership, he wants you to feel connected, not controlled and that has your toes curling.

Simultaneously your thrusting becomes strained, and more erratic as his pumping grows faster, and sloppier, both of you getting lost in your highs but still determined to ride out the other, filling the room with deep, ragged breaths until you’re shuddering in his arms, savouring every last remnants of pleasure. The way his strong hands cup your body has you feeling safe in your post-orgasm euphoria.

It isn’t until you feel the moisture of your combined cum seeping into the fabric below you that you remember there’s a world outside of you and him. You sit up simultaneously, Tim reaches for the bedside lamp and is stunned by the sight of your sweat-sheened skin and heavy eyes when he turns back. Completely unaware that you’re thinking the same thing about his flushed cheeks and fluffy bedhead.

You gesture to the puddle you’re currently half-sat in and joke; “The hotel cleaners are going to hate us.”

Before you can exit the bed, Tim is on his feet and rushing to the ensuite. He returns a moment later with a roll of tissues and a damp cloth. You’ve rolled over, face down on his side of the bed in an attempt not to spread the fluids even more and he gets to work wiping the cum from your leg in slow, circular motions. It shouldn’t take this long, you both know it, he’s just enjoying the moment.

“That was really…” You’d wanted to fill the silence, but now you’re not sure how to finish, you don’t want to scare him away with your excitement, but you want him to know how good he made you feel. “Really wow.”

“Really wow.” He repeats with a teasing snicker, dodging when you reach out to playfully smack his shoulder. “What? What? It was wow.”

He’s teasing. With a 147 IQ, he knows a better word than wow, but he’s choosing to repeat yours, tone and all. It’s not like he hasn’t messed with you before, and you’ve always been able to dish it back, but now feels different. Now is different.

“So, I take it we’re not just friends anymore?” You ask as he climbs over you to work on the wet patch. Eventually, he finds a position kneeling at the bottom of the bed, and you roll over once more, now seated and positioned to watch him.

“Um, no.” He coughs, not to clear his throat but to prolong his time to think of an answer. Your gaze is making him nervous. He doesn’t know what you want him to say, doesn’t want to come on too strong and ruin your friendship, but he also doesn’t want to seem too lax, to make you think he’s just using you or that he’s not interested in something more than friendship. “Friends definitely don’t do that.”

“So, what are we?” You push, not missing the way his adams-apple bobs as he swallows back his nerves.

“I don’t know.” His chest immediately grows tight at the hurt look that spreads across your face. Fuck it, now or never. “But whatever we are, I’m yours.”

Your expression doesn’t immediately change, and he worries he’s misread your reaction. Assumed that you want him the way he wants you.

“If you want me that is.” He continues, trying to save face.

“Of course, I want you, Tim.” He hadn’t realised how tense the conversation was making him until he heard those magic words. In seconds you’re face to face with him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and pulling him close to offer your body as comfort. You’ve always been able to read and react to him so well, like you were programmed for him. “You can be mine, if I can be yours.”

Then he feels your lips pucker against his hairline, and despite having climaxed between your legs only minutes earlier, he’s suddenly more nervous than he’s ever been. Gently, you drag your lips down his face, leaving kisses along his brow line, his cheekbones, and his jowls until you're inches from his own lips.

Your eyes dart back and forth between his own eyes and his mouth, he licks his lips in preparation for yours and then you’re on him, lips locked, tangled in each other’s arms.

There’s a drying stain waiting to be cleaned, and a long day ahead of you both tomorrow, but right now none of that matters.

[drabblejester]

How would genshin impact characters or hsr characters respond if reader said “Do you still love me if I was a worm?”

would VARIOUS GENSHIN/HSR CHARACTERS still love you if you were a WORM?

requested by: anon :3

pairings: sampo, sparkle, neuvillette, and dottore x gn!reader

content warnings: none !

comments: the dottore is self indulgent sorry my liege. i love him

NEUVILLETTE:

You’re both sitting in his office, you pulled up in a comfortable chair while he sits in his throne-like one. You’re pretty empty brained, but a question soon pricks up. Would Neuvillette still love you if you were a worm?

You turn to him, blinking before asking the question. His gaze turns to you quickly, turning from attentive to confused in an instant. His eyes stare through yours.

“A worm?”

“Yes, a worm.”

“… Why would you suddenly turn into a worm?”

You hadn’t thought that far. You space out for a bit, mulling over the question in your head before deciding on an acceptable answer.

“That doesn’t matter- would you still love me?”

He thinks about the question heavily, bringing a finger up to his chin as he contemplated. Looks like the both of you really had to think about this.

“Mm. I would miss you, but I would still give you a plentiful enclosure. With many fruits, and plenty of dirt to.. squirm around in.”

You accept this answer, placing a light kiss to his nose before going off to your mind.

SPARKLE:

“Nope, I wouldn’t!”

Her answer is very plain and simple, grinning at you as if she just won an argument. You pout at her, how cruel!

“Wasn’t Aha’s emanator a worm? Why would I ever be different!” You yell (playfully), gently pushing Sparkle.

“I’d crush that little worm, and I’d crush you too and watch all your little wormy guts spill out! Bleegh!!” She cries, rushing towards your torso to reenact a FNAF jumpscare(THATS THE BEST WAY I COULD PUT THIS IM SORRY.)

You fall backwards to the floor, squirming around as she tries to grab at you again and again. If anything, you really look like a worm right now.

“What did I ever do to you! Wouldn’t even put me in a little box? Not even a fun one with glitter and flowers-“

“Not a chance!”

“Well, what would YOU do if YOU were turned into a worm?!”

She thought for a few seconds, before answering with a big, big smile. She approached you, skipping around you like she was playing ring-around-the-rosie.

“I’d expect you to make a massive enclosure just for me! And fresh food daily, and misting, and lots and LOTS of love…”

SAMPO:

You ask the question to him while you’re both on your phones, simply existing together. He turns to look at you with a puzzled expression, before it softens up again.

“Ohoh- isn’t this one of those little coupley questions~?” He purrs, gently tapping his fist against the top of your head. His smile is contagious, resulting in you inheriting it as well.

“Well, good ol Sampo ‘Worm Expert’ Koski will be HAPPY to answer your question! Ahem, excuse me-“

Sampo proceeds to fix his hair dramatically, clearing his throat before adjusting the collar of his shirt. You watch him as if you’re watching your favorite show.

“A nice little glass enclosure so I can look at you, some fruits and veggies, oats- do you like oats still? Oh, so what- I’m getting off-track!” He whines.

His little performance totally captures you, and you find your head being moved to his lap rather quickly. You stare up at him, one hand folded over his as you watch him ramble.

“-And regular watering, making sure your enclosure is nice and wet. Don’t forget the temperature just to your liking! And some other things…”

DOTTORE:

You’re met with a dismissive grunt from him as soon as you even speak. He waves his hand in your direction halfhazardly, going back to the little engineering project.

“Did you even hear me? I said-“

“-I heard you just fine. I’m not answering your question, go ask another segment.” He grumbles, in a mildly annoyed mood (as always).

You wind up leaving his office, going down the darkened corridors to find another segment to answer your question. Although you pass multiple of them, they all seem busy and unwilling to talk.

Eventually you stumble across the perfect segment to ask. Yet again, you repeat the question. He simply looks at you strange, before going back to walking down the hallway.

“Can you hear correctly?” You shout after him, to no response. He could hear you just fine- he just didn’t have an answer.

You carry on the hallway, and into rooms, for a very long time. The moon sets and the sun rises before an answer finally creeps up on you.

Dottore puts an ungloved hand on your shoulder from behind you, glancing up and down at you. Your breath hitches in your chest, awaiting some lovely and well-thought out answer, totally befitting of the Doctor-

“No.”

Dottore walks away, leaving you unloved as a worm.

my lieges would you still enjoy me if i was a worm

[kadwrites]

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summary ; you've met tommy's secretary , who has a thing for him.

warnings ; mentions of death (no one dies), my bad writing?? probably typos, arranged marriage trope

a/n ; um idk what to think of this part but lmk what you think of it

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he just looks back at you, his brow raised ,waiting for an explanation

"what?"

"what did ya say to 'er?"

"nothing, why ? what did she tell you?" you can't help the amused expression on your face, you did try to hold it back.

"she said you and polly cornered 'er"

"what" you let out a small laugh "all we did was speak to 'er, and it was mostly polly. she barely acknowledged me."

"really?"

"yes really."

"did ya tell 'er that we're engaged?" his voice was deep and cold. it sent a familiar chill down your spine.

"why ? did ya not want people to know?"

"answer the question"

"i didn't. polly did." you stare at him for a while, eyes tracing his face with a raised brow "are you fucking 'er?"

he blinks slowly, his demeanor doesn't change "i beg your fucking pardon?"

"ya heard me."

"no."

you study his face "we didn't say anything to 'er, polly asked 'er if she knew who i was, she looked me up and down like i was some whore and then almost cried when she found out you and i are engaged. thats it."

"we're not engaged yet."

"we are, according to your aunt. so if ya 'ave any fucking complaints , ya might want to take it up with 'er."

you try to walk past him, deciding that storming off is the best way out of this ,

"and how do ya think youre gettin' back home? polly is gone"

you freeze, stopping in place when you hear that, and he turns, just staring at your back.

"walking exists , ya know?" you turn as well to face him, you try to maintain the most confident expression you could muster

"you're gonna walk back? to your father's house? at this time?"

you just nod,

"no you're not"

"yes i am."

"no."

"why not?"

"what kind if fiancé would i be if i let ya walk home in the dark?." his voice is sarcastic

you just raise your brow again, "i thought we weren't engaged."

"go to my office, i'll drive ya home in a minute."

"ya don't 'ave to, i don't want your charity."

"go to my fucking office, y/n."

you mumble curses under your breath as you stride through and to his office, you open the glass door and plop down on the chair facing his desk. you can see the sectary's silhouette from the corner of your eyes. she's sitting on a desk outside his office and you walked by without sparing her a glance. you can feel her stare burn through you.

the door opens again and he walks in, and sits on his desk

"are we goin' to stay here long? cause i can call oliver to come and get me."

he looked up from the papers he was holding and his stare made you look away. okay maybe you'll let him drive you home.

the secretary knocks and walks in "i just need your signature on this form sir." she walks to his desk and gets as close as appropriately possible.

" y've met my fiancée then, miss carter?" he asks the secretary without looking at her

"i.." she stands straight and glances at you "i did , yes i did."

he looks up at her briefly "she might be comin' here more often now, so please make 'er feel at home whenever im not around."

"of course, sir." she smiles sweetly at him before grabbing the paper and walking out of the office.

you raise your brows, a small smirk on your lips "oh im your fiancée now , aye?"

he doesn't answer you, but you see the corners of his lips curl.

you stifle back a yawn as you sit on the sofa , trying to not to nod off. its the middle of the night and your brother had woken you up. safe to say tonight was not a night you've expected and its yet to end.

"how did ya even know about this?" you nod towards abraham who had a cup of tea in his hand

"mum called" he muttered as he handed you a cup as well

"its just a cold , ya know that? , ya didn't 'ave to leave anna and come all the way here."

"it's dad, i couldn't just sleep after 'earing mum cry about 'im"

"she cries about everything" you say with a sigh as you take a sip of your tea

the living room as dark except for a small lamp that was next to you

"did she call celest and oliver?"

"i think so, but they'll probably come by in the mornin'."

you hear your mothers sniffles as she leaves her and your father's bedroom.

"hes asking for you."

you and abraham look at each other before you put your tea cup down and get up from the sofa.

"come in"

you walk in and close the door behind you gently. your dad is propped up with a pillow behind him, you approach the bed and get on it, laying next to him

"ya better not give me another one of your speeches dad." you feign annoyance but your smile gives you away.

he lets out a laugh then turns to you "i'm an old man ya know, i 'ave to make sure i say everything i need to say before i leave ya."

"y've got a cold dad, its not the plaque " you chuckle as you turn to look at him too.

when you were a child, your father would never sleep if you got sick, he would stay up. sometimes fall asleep beside you, or on the uncomfortable hard wooden chair he'd drag next to your bed.

he would put his head on your heart sometimes late at night anxiously, scared it might've stopped when he accidentally drifted off to sleep.

"listen to me love..." his hands intertwine with yours, his hands calloused from all the days he's spent caring for the soil, or in the war that you never thought would end. "i need to talk about this."

you hum, your hand holding his tightly in yours.

"i'm sorry it had to come to this my love,"

its not another one of his speeches, its a different kind of speech.

"dad..."

"when your mother first told me about this, i thought she was jokin, honest to god" he lets out another laugh "but now..... when i think about it , i cant let ya do that to yerself love..." he shakes his head slightly,

"what?" your eyes look up at him, taking in his features , his dark under eyes, the lines on his face, around his eyes.

"i saved some money yeah? , for when me and your mother might need it. ya can 'ave it." his voice drops to a lower tone

"and do what ?"

"run away."

"run away?" you laugh softly, looking at him with a raised brow "and go where?"

"where ever you want." he smiles softly at you

"you're not serious."

"i am"

you stay silent for a while, processing what he's saying "im not runnin' away dad."

"so you're gonna marry tommy shelby? is that what ya want ? what ya truly want?"

"its what i need to do"

"ya don't"

"so you're gonna go back on your word ,aye? ya gave the man a word after all"

"for you , id break every promise ive ever made."

"dad..." you let out a small smile , his other hand goes to cup your face "i cant do that"

"are ya scared id hate ya? or that id be angry at ya if ya didn't?"

"i cant runaway dad... i cant leave ya" your emotions betray you and they flood through you, your tears start to drop. i cant not be here when you die, when you're buried.

"sometimes i cant believe you're all grown up now,"

"hmm"

"ya were such a lively child"

"you're sayin' im borin' now aye?"

you two share a small laugh, you turn your face and kiss his palm, before closing your eyes "id put myself through anything and everything to keep ya with me for however long i can."

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@tardisloverz , @optimisticsandwichgladiator , @theshelbyslimited

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

Can you do rafe x reader and she find out she’s pregnant and gets kicked out so she has to tell rafe

you hurt me pretty good too

pairing(s): fwb!rafe cameron x fwb!fem!reader

warnings: pregnancy, toxic parents, reader is kicked out, talks of abortion, pet names

summary: after finding out you’re pregnant, you parents kick you to the curb, forcing you to tell the father.

authors note: thank you so much for the request! i’ve been so slow with updating because of my writers block but i’m going to finish up all of these requests as soon as i can.

part zero | part one | part two

not edited

do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

not my gif

“dad, please,” you cried. “i tried. i was careful! i don’t know what more you want from me. we used protection and i was on birth control.”

he didn’t seem to accept that answer. “then maybe you shouldn’t be having sex at all. if you’re not responsible enough to prevent getting pregnant, how can i trust that you’ll take care of a kid?”

“i promise i will. i have a steady job, i pay for all of my own stuff, i do everything on my own. i promise this won’t be a problem for you,” you tried to reason.

“if you won’t get an abortion, you can’t stay here,” he said firmly. “and thats that.”

your lip trembled as you turned to your mother. “mom?”

“i’m sorry, honey. your fathers right.”

you choked out a sob before rushing into your room and packing up all of your valuable belongings into a duffle bag you found in your closet. you grabbed all of your stashed money and anything else you needed. you didn’t even bother packing too many clothes, you’d later buy new ones.

without any exchanged words, you walked out to your car and threw the bag into the back, pressing the start button and driving off.

you furiously wiped the tears from your eyes as you sped down the bridge over to figure 8. you hated this. you hated what you were about to do. but it was your only option now.

and when you arrived, you were still in tears and even more nervous than confessing to your parents.

your walked up to the front door and knocked. “coming,” you heard his voice yell. then it swung open.

the first thing he noticed was your teary eyes. “hey, what’s wrong?” he was never this soft with you. but you were more than grateful right now. “come in. we can go up to my room.”

you stepped around him, trying your best not to cry even harder when his hand splayed across your lower back as he led you up to the room as if you hadn’t navigated your way there on your own a million times.

he gestured to the bed, silently telling you to take a seat as he kneeled in front of you, a hand on each of your thighs. “what’s wrong, sweetheart? something happen.”

you broke down now. “you’re gonna hate me.”

“i don’t think i could ever hate you,” he mumbled softly, eyes searching yours for some sort of answer.

you took a deep breath to gather yourself. “my—my parents kicked me out.”

his brows furrowed in towards each other. “what? why?”

you couldn’t look at him anymore. your eyes averted to the ground. “i’m pregnant.”

you heard the breath he sucked in, letting it out seconds later as his thumb moved across your skin comfortingly.

when he didn’t say anything, you cried even harder and stood up. “i’m sorry, rafe.”

he stood up with you and grabbed your hands. “no, no it’s okay, sweetheart. it’s okay,” he said before wrapping his arms around you. “it’s gonna be fine. we’re gonna figure it out together, yeah? i can talk to my dad about you staying with me for a little until we sort it out.”

his hand gently ran through your hair as he kissed your temple. “no matter what, angel, i promise to take care of the both of you.”

[sturniolo-simp4life]

Call Me Back- Chris Sturniolo 

Paring- Chris Sturniolo and Y/n 

Description- Chris has been ignoring you for a while, upsetting you, until one night he shows up at your apartment. 

Warnings- angst, crying. Remember everything is fictional! Nothing here applies to real life.

NOT PROOF READ!

You had really been upset this past week. Chris had been distant this week. At first, you thought he was busy with filming and that he needed space. 

But it had gotten more complicated. 

He stopped answering your calls and texts. You could see his likes on other girls' social media.

Another thing- you didn’t care about whose posts he liked, whether they were girls or not.

It was that he was liking pictures of half-naked girls was what got to you. 

You could feel your heart swell when you got a notification. 

Chris.sturniolo made a post 

You clicked on the notification. A picture popped up. It looked like Chris was at a party. He had that big bright smile the one he would always show around you.

What really caught your attention though, was that his arm was clinging onto another girl's waist. 

The girl was leaning her head on his shoulder, and her arm was on his other shoulder. 

You felt your heart crack. Had he found another girl? Is that why he had been ignoring you? 

The girl did look perfect for him though. Golden brown hair. Crisp, green eyes. Big, perfect pink lips. You felt your heart crack even more. It looked like a match made in heaven. 

You hadn’t even realized tears welled up in your eyes until they started streaming down your cheeks. You choked a sob, as you sank into your pillow. 

You didn’t like your emotions getting the best of you but when they did, it was too late. 

What if you were just overreacting? What if she was just a close friend? 

But you saw how both their eyes showed happiness. Connection. Love. 

You cried yourself to sleep that night. 

___---___---___---___---___---___---___---___ 

Two more days passed. Two more notifications, each day. Each post with the same girl. The same bright eyes.

The same smile. The same pang of pain in your heart. You had tried calling him too, but he would just ignore your calls, or not answer. 

You decided that you did want to live a sob story, so you went to the grocery store, hoping to at least be productive and get some tasks done. 

You found yourself driving to target, hoping to buy some things. For one: food. It was always your comfort. 

You also needed to buy your daily necessities, like toilet paper and soaps. 

And you defiantly bought snacks and candy. 

You thought things were going well. You thought you could avoid any possible thought of Chris at all today.

You were literally finished checking out your items. 

But no. The world must really hate you. 

The way your heart shattered when you heard that laugh. As you saw those brown locks of hair.  

Chris. 

And you heard the female laughter following. That golden brown hair. Those deep, crisp, green eyes. That girl. 

You couldn’t bring yourself to move. At all. Who is she? Why do I feel like this? You couldn’t bring yourself to speak.

And the next thing you knew, they were right in front of you. “Oh hey y/n!” You heard Chris’s voice. You couldn’t utter a word. 

You couldn’t hear, you couldn’t feel you couldn’t speak. Are you alright? He asked. Are you okay?

I can’t do this. You finally snapped back to reality, and you ran. You ran right out of that store. You couldn’t turn back.  

He had ignored you for almost a week and a half. Hadn’t picked up any of your calls. And now suddenly acting like he cares? You couldn’t do this. 

You cried as soon as you got home. 

___---___---___---___---___---___---___  What time is it? Was your first thought as you woke up. You rubbed your eyes. Sighed. You needed to relax.  

You grabbed your phone, a blanket, and snacks from your kitchen, and made your way to the living room. 

10 things I hate about you. Thats what you decided to put. 

You wrapped the blanket around yourself, its warmth covering you, protecting you, keeping you safe. Why can’t they be Chris’s arms. 

You were about halfway into the movie and on your third bowl of popcorn when you heard a knock on the door. You sighed, not wanting to get up. 

The knocks wouldn’t stop, so you forced yourself to answer it. 

“What are you doing here,” you asked. Where’s your new girl? You wanted to ask. Why haven’t you broken up with me? 

“I wanted to see if you were alright.” he said.  

“You wanted to see if I was okay?” you could feel your voice rising.

“Oh Chris I’ve been great. I’ve just been ignored for a whole week by my boyfriend, not to mention that he’s been hasn’t been answering my texts of calls, and hanging out with some girl I don’t even know?” 

You were crying at this point. “So yeah Chris. I’ve been doing great.” He was silent for a moment, his eyes showing pure heartbreak. 

You couldn’t. You completely broke down. Sobbing. 

Chris knew you didn’t like crying. That’s why he was so shocked. It broke his heart that he made you feel this way. 

He pulled you into a hug, murmuring soft, reassuring words into your ear. “Shhh, you're alright pretty girl. Don’t cry. Please.” his voice cracked on the last word. 

Once you had calmed down a bit, both of you took a seat on the couch. 

“10 things I hate about you,” he said. “That’s always been your comfort movie.” You nodded your head. 

A few moments passed. “Look y/n, I owe an apology. I’m sorry I haven’t reached out in what feels like forever.” he sighed. “What about that girl?” you asked. 

That’s what was bothering you the most. 

“Yeah um, she's the reason. Ally. She was one of my best friends in middle school, and she surprised me by showing up out of nowhere. She moved away right before high school- before we even met. I was just happy to see her when she came. She has a boyfriend, you know.” 

“Oh,” was all you could manage with a voice crack. “I-I’m so sorry.” Guilty guilty I feel so guilty.

I felt a tear slip down my cheek, many more following. For the second time, Chris pulled me into a hug, kissing my hair and rubbing my back. “It’s not your fault pretty girl. Don’t cry. I promise you.”  

His touch leaves a trail of butterflies on my skin. “I’m sorry for ignoring you, my sweet girl. I promise you that won’t happen again.” 

You sniffled as you hugged him burying your face into the crook of his neck. He suddenly picked you up bridal style. “Lets get you showered and ready for bed, yeah?” 

You nodded your head. “Chris I love you.” 

He looked down at you and smiled at me. “I love you too baby.”  

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[mrs-monaghan]

https://x.com/spideyskm/status/1829087580001890356

all joker clowns thinks the same isn’t it ? 😭 I think the same too. And like they did with ms announcement in Jeju they’ll say it like it’s a normal Tuesday for them…

I’m waiting for that day so I can distribute sweets on my neighborhood 🤡🙌🏻

I honestly couldn't tell if you're hating or not, which is why I'm replying to this. I'm so confused 😂 i mean, u said clowns so ig you're an anti? I decided not to be replying to antis anymore but I'm not sure what you are so....

Yes.

This is exactly what is going to happen. They've done it before. They lived together for years and didn't bother to hide it. And yet people still called them bros. So yeah, they will do it again after MS and you will still be here idiotically laughing coz "they said it like it was a normal Tuesday."

Maybe they said it so casually because it was??? I'm sure when they first heard about it they cried and celebrated and had one of the happiest fucks of their lives. It was already in their system by the time they were discussing it on the show so yeah, they talked about it like it was no big deal. Because the big deal reaction had already happened in private with eo and their loved ones. We weren't privy to that and thats okay.

I will dumb it down for ya and give you an example. When I got married, for the next two weeks I was like "I'M MARRIED!?!?!?!" 🥰😄🥳😭😃😁👏🏽☺🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️ Then after a month I was like "I'm married" ☺🥰😁

3 months in, while I'm still super happy to be married, I dont say it all cheery and loud and stuff. Its just like, "yeah, I'm married." 🤷🏽‍♀️😁

Sometimes its easier to give y'all the most simplest answer because you just can't think for yourselves. 🤧

In the words of Monk; here's what happened:

Military enlistment is mandatory. Inevitable. Its something that was always going to happen no matter what. Jikook knew this... had accepted this... were prepared for this. They'd have to go almost 2 years without seeing eo... (if their breaks didn't allign) without spending quality time together. They were aware of this and had accepted it. It was unfortunate... and sad... but it was the reality and there was nothing they could do about it.

But then... BUT THENNNN there was talk about exemption and oh shit! There was hope.

That maybe... just maybe, BTS would be exempted and they wouldn't have to do this thing that they really didn't wanna do. That Jikook wouldn't have to be separated at all like they'd thought all these years. Like they'd mentally prepared for. They didn't want to... but they are only human and so they allowed themselves to hope.

.

.

Unfortunately, that did not end up happening and so they had to proceed as planned and serve just like everyone else. But here's the thing, hope had occurred. Hope is awful. Just awful. Because now Jikook had to accept reality all over again.

But you know what? They tried. They did their best. They accepted it was happening. For 18 months, they would serve separately, it would soon be over and they would be reunited. It wouldn't be easy, but they didn't have a choice.

But here's the thing, that ugly thing, hope? JK had felt it and now he couldn't... he couldn't. He just, simply, couldn't. The idea of going without Jimin for 2 years was just too much. He can't even go without Jimin for a day how was he going to do that for almost 2 freaking years??? It just... it wasn't... no. Just, no. Absolutely fucking not.

Jimin saw this and couldn't let his Jungkook go on like this. There is nothing he hates more in this world than to see JK unhappy and thus the idea of enlisting together was born.

But- but- they knew better this time than to hope. They couldn't. They couldn't hope. Not just yet.

(Thanks @chicknbunny13 😘 )

(JK didn't need reminding they were enlisting. If this was in Jeju where they already knew their request had been approved, JK wouldn't have playfully swatted at Jimin 😂) imo anyway.

Where were we? Right. Hope was threatening to rear its ugly head but they weren't gonna do it. Not this time. So months go by... fingers crossed until they finally get the good news!!!

They were ecstatic, of course. Over the fucking moon. And this part you Jikook anti anon and all of us didn't get to see it. We didn't see them get the good news. We didn't see them cry in happiness. We didn't see them tell the members and their families. We didn't see the celebratory love making 😔😪 we missed all of it. But guess what? It happened.

And they talked about it many times after that. And we just so happened to catch one of the times they talked about it casually on camera. It seems to me like you expected them to make a big deal about it. But your dumb ass didn't stop to wonder why they would when they'd already known about it before hand???

Sit down anon. Stupidity doesn't look good on anyone.