#awkwardly backing away from the interaction like oh.....so that's it???? 😭

[floorpancakes]

[babyjakes]

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | sex shop

pairing | sex shop owner!andy barber x innocent!reader

warnings | age gap (reader sees andy as a total dilf.) reader is very innocent and also so scared to be there (understandably.) soft!andy, comforting vibes, he talks her through everything. humiliation kink is strong in this one. no real smut, just suggestive themes (sex shop, toys, talks of solo and guided masturbation.)

word count | 987

an | this little story is dedicated to andy's #1 girl, @worksby-d 🥺 dest i super hope you enjoy our favorite dilf here!! i tried to make him the big warm teddy bear we know and love, with a little hint of naughtiness shining through at the end hehe <3 happy holidays to you friend!!

imagine going to a sex shop for the very first time, aalllll by yourself, and meeting a very handsome dilf who helps you pick out your very first big girl toy 😏

parking as far away as possible (it’s at the end of a little strip mall in a tiny little town you’ve never been to before, you wanted to make sure you wouldn’t bump into anyone you knew!) spending like 10 minutes just sitting in your car hyping yourself up, you’re so nervous but you’ve wanted to do this for so long 🥺

eventually you build up your courage and make your way up the parking lot, to the front door of the place. a little silvery bell rings as you enter. you’re surprised at how clean and neat the place is. you weren’t sure what to expect, but this is better than you had been hoping. it’s not too big, a single large room with a counter in the middle. at first glance, you're alone, no other customers or employees in sight

the store has different sections with hanging signs directing you where to go. you can feel heat rising in your cheeks as you pass the racks of lingerie and intimates. just as you make it over to the toys for her section, you hear something from across the little shop. looking over, you see someone has entered through a doorway in the back. a man, but you don’t get too long of a look. your eyes quickly drop to the ground as you feel your embarrassment worsening

please don’t come over here. please don’t come over here. please don’t-

your silent prayers are ignored as footsteps approach. you take a step back from the wall of products, forcing yourself to look up at the stranger. your jaw almost drops at the sight of him, oh god, you’re thinking to yourself, why is he hot 😭

there andy stands in all of his glory, the epitome of dilfy deliciousness with his worn navy t-shirt and scruffy beard. scratching his head a bit awkwardly, he greets you, “hey, sorry. didn’t meant to startle you. can i help you find anything?”

your heart’s pounding in your throat as you look around stupidly before your eyes return to the absolute unit of a man before you. you blink like a deer in the headlights. oh my god. he works here, you’re a little slow to put things together

andy sees your surprise, letting out a gentle chuckle. “i’m the owner,” he explains. “you okay, honey? you look like you’ve seen a ghost”

a part of you knows this is an extremely sketchy situation. you’re alone in a sex shop with a dude probably twice your age (who apparently owns the place), out in a town you can’t remember the name of, with nothing to defend yourself except your two bare hands (which are now shaking)

but there’s something about the man before you that you just find so… warm? disarming? (…attractive? 😳) the gentle smile on his face, the way he softens his voice when he senses your nervousness...

you’re a little ball of conflicting feelings, half nerves and half head-over-heels for this unknown man. again, you blink, unable to find your voice to respond

“you’re alright, just take it easy,” he tries to help you relax. “this your first time in a place like this?” all you can manage is a nod. he gives you an understanding smile, “that’s perfectly fine. i’m here to help. can you tell me what you’re looking for, sweetheart?”

your eyes glance quickly back at the wall of toys in front of you before returning to him. he must see the increasing humiliation on your face. “u-um…” you’re finally able to stutter, “i-i don’t… i’m not… i guess i'm…”

he’s so patient and attentive it’s only making the butterflies in your tummy worse 😭 “not sure where to start?” he finishes for you. when you nod, he hums thoughtfully, “that’s okay, honey. do you have anything already that you like? is this for you to use on your own?"

you grit your teeth, nodding through the waves of embarrassment. “d-don’t have anything, sir. looking for something to start out with”

“i see,” he nods, looking over the selection on the wall before the two of you. “a bullet is a great beginner toy. simple, quiet, different levels of intensity to fit your needs. do you like clitoral stimulation?”

you have to fight yourself to keep from rubbing your thighs together right then and there 😩 something about the way he’s talking you through everything is sooo 🥲🥲 a feeling of dread hits as you realize you’re already getting wet

you force out a nod. he looks at a few options before picking out a small, discreet box. offering it to you, he explains, “this one’s my favorite. it’s nice and smooth, hard to hurt yourself with. rechargeable, medical-grade silicon. six levels of intensity. and the pink matches your nails,” he says sweetly, nodding at the shiny polish on the tips of your fingers

you clumsily accept the box, looking it over briefly. “there are instructions on the inside. the internet can be helpful too,” he suggests. the burning in your tummy worsens as he sees right through you, sniffing your complete innocence and inexperience with ease

“o-okay. this looks good. thank you,” you agree

“of course,” he nods with a sheepish smile. “once you get comfortable with that, we can work you up to something more sophisticated” you never implied that you’d be returning to him, but now that he’s said it, you know you couldn’t refuse. “and if you have any trouble, you can always come see me. i got a room in the back, we can take some time and find what works for you”

i might have to write that follow-up visit someday this is making me 🫠🫠

[jinnie-ret]

Hi! I was just wondering, could you write a oneshot of reader feeling really tired/kinda depressed, like too tired to get up of the bed to get a drink, too tired to even talk and skz just helping them through it and taking care of them? It could be 9th member or just the groupd friend. It's ok if you don't want to or don't feel comfortable with it. Thank you! Lots of love!

slump

stray kids x best friend!reader

genre: angst, fluff

content warnings: mental exhaustion

word count: 1.3k

summary: your best friends notice you've been acting different recently, and help you through your mental rut.

Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you enjoy this one. And if anyone is ever feeling this way, you can always message me, or reach out for help :)

Asks are shut, but if you want to be added to my taglist, let me know! And reblog and like if you enjoyed! <3

MAIN MASTERLIST

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Love, can you open the door?" Changbin's soft voice called out quietly, yet you made no effort to move. You knew he could just as easily open your door and walk in, but he was waiting to see if you had the energy to do it yourself.

"I'll take that as a no," and he walked away from the door, probably back into the kitchen to inform the boys that their latest attempt didn't work.

It wasn't that you didn't want to see them. It was more that your social battery was drained. Not even a good night's sleep was helping you gain energy because, well, although you weren't having sleepless nights, there was still a lot of things weighing on your mind that was stopping you from wanting to do anything.

Buzz.

Oh. They were spamming the group chat again.

kangaroo🖤: remember to have something to eat!

bokkie🐲: pls eat smthn sweaty 💞

prince🖌️: lixie you did not jst call her sweaty that isn't gnna help 😭

mongmong🎤: ignore them sweetie just pls eat smthn if you have the energy yh?

cheese toastie🦊: our minnie is so sweet

quokka boy🥊: careful or he will chnge his mind 👀

kitty boy😼: i'm cooking u dinner rn

dwaekki💪: pls come out and see us love :(

And so the guilt set in once more. You could tell they were doing their best but for the past couple of days you didn't want to do anything at all. And whilst they had asked you, you shut them down every time and waved them off.

The next day, you were due to go into work, something your best friends were well aware of as they had checked your shared calender to see if there was anything upcoming that was overwhelming you.

When you rang into work to call in for a sick day, that was the first time the boys heard your voice in like 48 hours. Croaky. Dry. Exhausted.

Which is what prompted your next visit.

"Hey, Y/Nnie, I've brought you some water. You don't have to talk to us if you don't want to... but, yeah," Felix brought in a bottle filled with ice water and you could tell he didn't know what exactly to do in the situation without you responding to him.

You couldn't help but feel the gratitude within you after he awkwardly smiled at you, and so, you spoke up from your nest in bed.

"Thank you, Lixie."

Within a flash he turned around and grinned warmly at you, excited at just this simple interaction, because him and the boys had been worried sick the past few days. They knew everyone had their moments, but they had never seen you like this before.

After he left, you sipped at your water and continued to mindlessly scroll through your social media feed on your phone. There was still a numbness there. You recognised videos that would normally make you laugh yet no emotion filled you.

And that's what made you feel weirder.

You thought about other times people went into some sort of slump and they'd normally be sad, upset for some reason. But no, not you.

You felt emotionless. The loneliness wasn't what sucked you in yet it was like a part of your brain felt like it had shut off. And that lasted for the next few hours until the members caught you out of bed looking for something in the cupboard to eat.

"Oh, Y/N!" Han jumped back with a hand on his heart, yet you carried on in your sluggish efforts to make something to eat.

"You're out of bed?" Jeongin was shocked until he winced from the small slap on the back of his head from Changbin.

"Don't eat that, it's not good for you, here, heat this up," Lee Know took away the instant noodles from your grasp and instead pulled out a container with a portion of dinner he had made last night. He seemed to be taking control yet he wanted to see you do something for yourself. He hoped it was motivating and that the simplest thing of heating up your own food would lead you towards an upward trajectory of going back to your usual self.

You slowly padded across the kitchen to the microwave and shoved the food in, a gentle hand tapping you on the shoulder as you shut the machine's door.

"Let's talk, Y/N," Chan guided you to the sofa in the lounge connected to the kitchen, the rest of your friends following through. There was no choice in the matter, yet the eldest remained calm which reassured you slightly.

"We've been worried about you," Hyunjin spoke for everyone when he said that.

"Sorry," you whisper, picking at the threads of your baggy jumper sleeve.

"No, don't apologise. We just want to know what's going on in that head of yours," Seungmin leans forward as he speaks quietly.

You simply shrug.

"Y/Nnie?" Chan further prompted.

"I don't know," you shrugged again, not even knowing how to explain what was going on.

"You don't know?" Felix looked around at the other members, confused.

Just then, the microwave dinged, and you stood up to go and get your food, but Lee Know's hands on your shoulders stopped you.

"Don't worry about that now. Just talk to us, anything," his thumbs rubbed soothing circles before he moved away.

"I-I don't know what you want me to say," you brought your legs up to your chest.

"We know you had work today," Changbin mentioned.

"It's ok, I called in sick," you mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

"Do you have a temperature?" Han frowned, feeling your forehead but that answered his question.

"I just didn't feel like it... but not in like a lazy way but I just couldn't... mentally do it?" your answer came out as a rushed question, not even sure yourself but it made sense to the rest of the boys.

"Ah, sweetie, you should have said," Hyunjin pouted, feeling bad that you were struggling.

"Not that easy though, is it?" you looked up and saw Chan crouched down in front of you.

"It's not, we know that, but we want you to always know that you've got us to fall back on, no matter what, ok?" he grabbed your hands as he said this, squeezing them so that you knew he was physically there.

"Y/Nnie... you know you don't have to always have energy, right? It's ok to have your down days," Han said seriously, which even caused Chan to look at him surprisingly as he moved away from in front of you.

"I feel like..." you began, but trailed off shaking your head.

"Tell us, talk to us love," Changbin insisted.

"I feel like I have to keep telling myself I can do it, but I know I'm lying to myself, I guess?" you sighed, leaning further back into the sofa.

"You can do it, we all know you can," Jeongin encouraged you sweetly.

"But if you can't right now, that's also fine," Seungmin added on.

And there was no need for you to verbally respond, because these safety oozing from them was wrapping you in a nice comfy blanket.

Oh, and Felix was also wrapping you in a blanket, that could have been why you felt the sudden warmth.

"Right, now you can eat," Lee Know nodded, satisfied with how the conversation had played out.

"Me too, hyung!" Han and Hyunjin both dashed after Lee Know, begging him for food too, and with that you smiled.

"There you are," Changbin titled your head up as you smiled, his face mirroring yours.

"If all it took was for Han and Hyunjin to be whiny and complain, we could have had this conversation a lot sooner," Seungmin rolled his eyes fondly, thinking of the two 00 liners who were bickering earlier that day.

"Don't ruin the moment Seungmin," Chan tutted jokingly.

But it didn't ruin the moment. Seeing them act normally around you again after they had cleared up what was going on made you feel better.

You felt, once again.

tagged: @skz-streamer @kiraisastay @hannahhbahng @backintomykpopphaseagain @sakufilms @hanjiquokkaaa @arloo00 @dunno-wut-to-do @splat00z

[jsprnt]

Americano PT. 10 | Jude Bellingham x Reader

What happens if two individuals who absolutely despise each other are forced to interact after unforeseen events occur?

A/N: wrote this in between study breaks, I’m totally spent 😭😭

W/C: 3.523

part nine

"So, uh- do you have any allergies?"

I mutter awkwardly, standing in the middle of the kitchen, eyes on Jude as he sits across from me at the kitchen island.

He folds his arms across his chest, raising his head to look over at me.

"Are you planning something?" He eyes me suspiciously, causing a tired sigh to leave my mouth.

"Shut up- answer the question.." I raise my wooden spoon, threatening him.

"No, I don't have any allergies. Is that good enough?" He replies, Brum accent making him sound even more defensive.

"Ungrateful ass.." I mutter, turning around and starting to work on breakfast.

I had slept horribly after last night’s events. I'd reckon- maybe, six hours in total. It was our day off- thankfully, but that didn't mean that I trusted Jude to rummage through my house on his own while I rotted away in bed.

My dad had called earlier, wanting to explain the situation to me clearly without leaving any important details out.

Apparently, last night Jude's place was broken into again. This time, he was at home to actually witness it happen. I'm not sure what transpired between the intruder and Jude. Since, my dad had told me it would be too invasive for me to know.

From what I knew, it was the same person as last time- or how many damn times this had happened. This case had been keeping my dad busy for months now, and it only found a way to piss me off even more.

Either Jude had the shittiest security, or- did he even have security?

"Can't believe I'm cooking for you.." I mutter, hearing the drag of his house slippers against the floor as he walks up to me.

"What are you making?"

I move away, so he doesn't touch me, giving him a side eye as I crack four eggs in a pan.

"Eggs.." I say, moving back when oil splashes up.

"Can you cook?" He asks, eyes moving in between the stove and my face.

"Kind of.." I say, hesitating with my reply.

I knew how to cook the basics. Say, your pastas and soups. Though, I like to think I'm improving every time auntie Carmen comes over to show me how to cook another delicious meal.

"How do you like your eggs?" I ask, raising my head to look up at him. He has a confused expression on his face and his gaze is fixed on me.

Fuck, did that sound wrong?

"More runny or cooked?" I ask, grimacing to myself as I sprinkle salt and pepper into the pan.

"You've cooked it- enough.."

"Oh, okay.." I mentally curse at how stupid I sound, looking away from him.

I quickly plate it up for him, not forgetting the avocado and barely toasted pieces of bread.

Well, too bad for him.

We eat our breakfast without speaking to each other. I can only hear the crunch of my bread and clatter of the cutlery against the plates.

I look up at him when I've cleared my plate, wiping crumbs from the corners of my mouth.

"How long are you staying?"

"Are you trying to kick me out already?"

I give him a look, raising my brows as if to tell him he already knows my answer.

"I don't know- depends on the situation.." He says, rubbing his hands against his gray sweatpants.

I sigh, rubbing my temples in irritation.

"Where's your mom anyway?" I ask, remembering that they literally lived together.

"I made her go back to England for my brother’s games. She's always spending more time with me- felt bad for the lad.." He answers, looking away.

"Last night?" I ask, raising my voice in surprise.

"No, during international break. I wasn't playing remember.."

"Oh- that's good, I guess.." I trail off, realizing we're going to be home alone for a while.

Silence falls in between us, and I begin picking at the loose threads of my old pajama top. It was old, but so comfy to sleep in.

"Okay, uh- let's clean up, and I'll give you a quick tour of the place." I jump up from my seat, grabbing my plate off the table, and walk over to the sink.

I look back when he doesn't get up. I raise a brow, sending him a questioning look.

"What are you doing? Clean up.." I say, waving him over. I watch him grab his plate and cutlery- a comical sight that had me struggling to keep my composure.

He places the plate in front of me, looking at me like he's expecting me to do something.

I step back, folding my arms.

Woah, he looked clueless.

"Do you even know how to do- like the dishes or laundry?" I ask, eyeing him up and down.

"Not really.."

"You're what? Twenty and don't know how to do your own laundry?" I pull a horrified face.

"Do you think it's okay to freeload?" I question, immediately grabbing his wrist to drag him upstairs to the laundry room.

Did he think this was a five-star hotel or something?

"I can't believe I have to drive you there. Why don't you have a license?" I whine, walking into the bathroom and seeing him fix his hair. The array of skincare, haircare and bodycare all on the counter in front of him.

Why did I think that he only used a block of soap and aftershave?

He turns away from the mirror, taking a step closer to me as I passive aggressively grab my toothbrush.

"Why wouldn't you want to drive me?" He questions, his voice full of mockery.

I wet my toothbrush and the blob of toothpaste, starting to brush my teeth as I look up at him.

"Do you know how crazy it looks for a staff member to arrive with a player in her car?"

I mumble, probably half audible, as I spit foam into the sink.

He grimaces at me, and I watch him take a step away from me via the mirror.

"Oh, you're dramatic.." I mumble, running the brush over my teeth again.

"Everyone thinks we're together anyway- does it even matter at this point?"

I freeze, turning to him with white foam dripping down the corner of my mouth.

"That's even worse.." I shake my head, giving him a once-over before starting to rinse my mouth.

"Pre-match meal is at...?" I question, waiting for him to finish the sentence while I dry my hands and mouth.

"Half past two." He replies, making me nod.

"Okay- give me an hour.." I say, quickly running to my room to change and get ready.

It was match day against Granada. Thankfully, after this we got some more days off.

We had to get to the training center early, mainly due the fact that I had become Jude’s private driver.

When my father told me I had to drive him around, I almost fell to my knees in sheer despair, not believing the torture I had to go through.

I didn’t even get anything in return, well, maybe I’d bug my dad for another pretty handbag- or two.

Pre-match meals are usually about three to four hours before the match. Normally, I could arrive very late and still manage to snatch a nice plate, but because of Jude - that wasn't possible today, and probably until he’s moved out of my place.

y/n's only half-way through her 'getting ready' playlist when she hears multiple loud knocks on her bedroom door.

"What?! Stop banging on my door! You don't even pay rent!" She shouts over the music, watching the door handle twist.

She turns away from her vanity mirror, makeup brush in her hand, as she sees Jude walk into her room.

"Who invited you in?" She questions, gasping when he goes to sit on her nicely made bed, wrinkling the fabric.

"Me, you’re taking so-” He begins, but he's immediately cut off when she shouts.

"Wait- shut up.."

She says, turning away to sing along with the song currently playing from her phone.

"We do the things but we know it's wrong

All on my skin, you all in my palm

I sent you a envelope, came with a poem

You possess venom that came with a charm

You get the good out me when I perform

I know the bad in you, that's what I want

And you a baddie, you turnin' me on."

Seems like she forgets he's even in her room, singing along to the Future verse while she dots a good amount of blush on the apples of her cheek.

He sighs loudly, continuing to stare at her from behind. She doesn’t notice at all, now way too invested into getting ready while listening to her favorite songs.

Jude runs a frustrated hand over his face, taking in the way she sings along with the all-too-familiar-sounding song lyrics, hoping she can hurry up soon.

"Do I have to take you home too?" I ask, getting up from the comfy chair I'm in. Following Jude towards the dressing room. Relieved after a 2-0 win against Granada.

The sound of his cleats hitting the floor is loud, and I stop right at the entrance of the dressing room when he stops in his tracks.

"I can call a taxi, probably.."

I search his face for any annoyance or anger, but don't see anything like it. Instead, in a strangely familiar way- his eyes are wide and expressive. He looks more unsure and uncomfortable than I've ever seen him.

"It's fine- we're going to the same house anyway.." I whisper, dismissing his words with a wave. 

"I have to go back to the training center though.. Can you stand tagging along with me?" I question, raising my brows in anticipation.

"Yeah, I'll just get freshened up really quick.." He says, stepping inside and closing the door since he was the last player to enter.

After saying bye to everyone, I sneakily walk up to my car. Almost jumping out of my skin when I see Jude already standing at the passenger door.

"What are you- get in.." I sigh, unlocking the door and stepping in.

The ride over to the training center is awkward and quiet, to say the least. I'm not in the mood to look through my playlist- and I'm sure he isn't either, by the way he's busy scrolling on his phone.

I park my car in my designated spot in the staff parking lot, looking over at him.

"Do you want to stay in the car?" I ask, unbuckling my seatbelt, and glancing at him.

"No, I'll come with you.." He replies, stepping out of the passenger’s seat and following me inside.

"I need to leave this bag here.." I inform, locking the car as the both of us walk inside the center.

He doesn't reply, not that it's necessary.

I walk up to the office, still hearing Jude walk right behind me.

"You're following me like a lost puppy.." I mutter, unlocking the door of the room I'm supposed to leave the equipment in.

"Okay, damn, I'll be downstairs.." He sneers, turning away and leaving immediately.

I shrug to myself when he leaves, finishing my business before going down as well.

I shove my keys into my bag, swinging it on my shoulder, then go looking around for Jude.

I enter the meeting room he and other players would hang out in, but don't see him. Stepping out, I look up from the door, walking in and out of the other meeting rooms.

"Where the fuck are you?" I mutter, reaching for my phone to call him, only to remember that I don't even have his phone number.

"Looking for something?"

I almost scream out loud when I hear a deep voice behind me. I turn, trying to not look like the person scared the crap out of me.

Oh, the creepy coworker. How fun.

"No, just dropped off some equipment upstairs.." I quickly say, rubbing my hand against my jeans.

I watch his eyes flicker to the keycard around my neck, which I forgot to take off.

"Coming from Bernabéu, y/n?"

Why did he know my name?

"Yeah, busy day.."

He stares at me, not saying anything else. I mentally hype myself up to say something, maybe to learn more about him.

"What's your name? We've seen each other around, but I don't know your name.” I say, shifting nervously as his blue eyes peer into mine.

"Andrés, fitness department. I'm new.." He says, sticking out a ghostly hand for me to shake.

"Right, nice to meet you. I would introduce myself too, but you seem to know already. How come?" His grip is tight, so I tighten it even more.

Give me a rough handshake, and I’ll break your hand out of pettiness.

"Everyone here knows you.." He replies, there is a harsh, but breathiness to his voice and it causes chills to run down my spine.

I clear my throat, realizing he still hasn't let go of my hand.

"Because of my father, yeah.." I fake a chuckle, trying to pull my hand back.

"No, not because of mister l/n.." My breath hitches audibly at his tone, and I try to snatch my hand back even more forcefully.

He doesn't even flinch, continuing to stare down at me.

"y/n, here you are.." I hear a familiar voice say, breaking out of this weird fucking trance.

My head snaps up, my eyes going wide, when I see Jude stepping out of the meeting room I had not checked out yet.

I use the opportunity to snatch my hand away from Andrés, rubbing my hand to fix my blood flow.

I watch Jude give him a look, death stare imminent when he walks up to us.

"Andrés? What are you doing here, it's late." He says, for some reason, slower than I have ever heard him speak.

"Work, busy.." He answers, trying to speak English with a broken Spanish accent.

Oh, he didn't speak English?

I watch a strange interaction between them, a jumble of Spanish and English. I try my best to understand, but it seems like both men throw in some gibberish too.

Finally, when they're done with their simlish, I'm grabbed by my hand, dragged away by Jude.

"What the hell is his problem?" I exclaim, still feeling my hand ache from the pressure.

"He's been fuckin' weird, don’t like him..” He mutters, walking ahead of me while still dragging me along.

I struggle to catch up with his long strides, his warm palm pressing into mine as he looks back at me.

"You okay?" He questions, stopping abruptly, causing me to smash my face against his arm.

"Ow- not anymore.." I mutter, rubbing my nose in agony with my free hand.

"Oh- shit, sorry.." He spits, his hand still on mine. I remove my hand from my face, raising my chin to look up at him.

"Am I bleeding?" A dramatic question, but you never knew with his rock-hard, muscular- arms..

I blink up at him, feeling his hand come up to my chin. He pinches my face, making me move my head.

"No, no blood- I think.." He breathes out, eyes roaming around my face to check for any blood.

I make sudden, close eye contact with him. His brown eyes catching mine, breath fanning my face.

We stare at each other for a moment. His hand still clearly on mine while he cups my face to look at me.

I realize the position we're in and step back. I eye our intertwined hands, looking back up at him as if to tell him to let go.

He clears his throat, dropping my hand like it's hot, and stepping back.

I decide to pretend I don't give a fuck. Ignoring the drumming of my heart, and grab my car key out of my bag.

"Get in.."

"Smash.." I say, maybe for the 10th time this hour.

"Oh my days, can you stop saying that?" Jude exclaims, a bewildered expression on his face as he looks over at me.

"Can't, it's Michael B. Jordan, and you want me to sit still?" I ask, earning a grunt from him.

"You're unbelievable.."

I ignore him, continuing to drool over the screen while I shove popcorn into my mouth.

"What are you going to do? You're off for four days.." I ask, sprawled out on the couch, in front of the TV.

"I have physical therapy every day, can't leave the city.." He complains, sitting on the couch across from me.

"Oh, how inconvenient- wait, who's driving you?.."

"Don't you worry, I've got someone driving me.." He sneers, folding his arms.

I roll my eyes, going back to watch the movie on the screen.

A hot man could make a boring movie so incredibly interesting.

"I'm not home tomorrow. Will you survive being home alone for the rest of your day?" I question, flickering my eyes back to him.

"Where are you going?"

"Taking my last exam, library helps me focus better.." I stuff another handful of popcorn into my mouth.

"Last one?"

"Yeah, I need to go revise a little." I sit up, pausing the movie, and getting up from the couch.

"Have it.." I shove the bowl of popcorn into his hands, walking up the stairs to my room. Ready for this exam to be over already.

“What the fuck was that.." I whisper to myself, hitting my head on my steering wheel repeatedly. I had long driven home from the library, not caring to step out of the car, parked in the driveway.

I had studied hours on end, but when I was presented with the questions, my brain practically short circuited, causing me to blank out so much information I needed to know.

I'm on the verge of tears at this point. Normally, after the last exam of the semester, I'd be jumping from joy, but the way this exam had gone- I wanted to cry buckets of tears.

I sniffle, wiping my nose with my sleeve. Not caring about the foundation stain left on it, and grab my bag from the backseat. I get out of my car, unlocking the front door of my house quickly.

I expect the house to be quiet, but instead I hear loud music. Old 80s songs, solely about love. Music only I knew auntie Carmen loved listening to while cooking.

I drop my bag at the front door, blinking repeatedly to hide the tears in my eyes. I shrug my jacket off, the December cold had come in full force. Though, to me, nothing was worse than winter in London anyway.

"Harina, say it, young man.." I hear auntie Carmen say in Spanish, a voice following behind her.

"Harina? Harina.." A broken accented voice says. I raise my brows, my tears and worries in the back of my mind now.

Curiosity takes over, and I immediately walk towards the kitchen, where the noises are coming from.

I'm greeted by the sight of auntie Carmen and Jude standing next to each other. Both wearing aprons as they are kneading dough on the kitchen island. Flour sprinkled on the marble as I hear Jude repeat random Spanish words, often getting corrected by my auntie.

She didn't even speak a lick of English. How did they even communicate?

I clear my throat, taking their attention away from the slabs of dough on the counter.

"Oh- you're home.." She smiles warmly at me, beckoning me over with a flour-covered hand.

"What's this?" I ask, stepping closer and speaking in Spanish.

"We're making pizza from scratch, sweetie." She says, giving me a kiss on my cheek.

"With him?" I point to Jude, watching him pound the dough with unnecessary aggression.

"What do you mean? Jude is so good at this, look at him go..” She smiles, saying his name with the utmost affection. He looks up confused, but I ignore him further.

What the hell did he do to make her like him already?

"Your boyfriend is a better cook than you already..”

I pull a horrified face, eyes going wide as my arms fall to my sides. I glance at Jude, noticing that he hadn’t even flinched at the words.

Thankfully, his Spanish classes weren’t so advanced yet…

I lean in close to her, whispering, well whisper-shouting.

“He’s not my boyfriend..” I say, pulling a face. I watch the corners of her eyes crinkle as she smiles.

“I know, I’m just joking. Your dad called me about this entire situation already..”

“Why would you say that, then?”

“He’s handsome, isn’t he..” She says out loud, making me facepalm.

First, he steals my dad’s time, then my house, and now my auntie?

I look at him, watching him knead the dough, a smirk forming on his face.

I want to strangle him right here and now..

It’s only been a couple days, and this was too much for me already.

[lovelykil]

I need a moment where thereader accidentally calls Kyle their girlfriend like, offhandedly and he's like "huh-" bcs it would be so cute and super funny, PLZ I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND ‼️🗣️

-✩

「 Girlfriend !!! 」

kyle x reader older ver.

cw; none

note; I'm posting my drafts 😭😭😭..

"Wendy why don't you just break up with him already? If he's being such a dra–"

"Noo, I love him you know that Y/n I just think he needs to talk more you know? Like to me.." Wendy leaned against her locker with a sigh, I closed mine shaking my head from having a different viewpoint on her situation.

"This is like the 5th time he's done this, you better figure out what's up, or else it's gonna keep dragging you along."

"Yeah I know, maybe I'll talk with him later today. This just kinda sucks." She leaned away from the locker and look at me. I put a hand on her shoulder, rubbing it with care.

"It's not your fault wends, guys are just stupid." I reassured, snickering after when she began to laugh with me.

"They so are, but aren't you with Kyle? Does he–"

"Okay now Kyle is different." I pulled my hand away to stuff them in my pockets. Wendy raised her eyebrow then crossed her arms.

"Didn't you just say guys suck?" She questioned, to which I shrugged lightly with goofy smile.

"I did but Kyle isn't like that he's not even my boyfriend."

"Girl what?" Wendy's arms unfolded but her confused expression remained on her face.

I was about to explain what I meant but saw my ginger walk side by side with Kenny, chuckling together as they made their way down the hallway about to pass me and Wendy.

"Ohh Kyle!" I raised my hand up for him to see, beaming a smile. He was a tall guy so wasn't hard for him to spot me, his head perked up from being called, he looked around confused until he saw me waving he immediately walked through the herd of students towards me, leaving Kenny behind though the blonde actually followed along.

"Oh hey Y/n" Kyle grabbed ahold of my hand then leaned in for a hug, smiling, I hugged him back leaning away just to kiss his cheek.

Wendy waited awkwardly by her locker really deciding if she should just ditch or not as me and him interacted with each other 'lovey dovey' like.

"Hii babyy" I held on to his arm, kissing his cheek once more before resting myself down to the floor.

"You know what I think I should.."

"Oh shit Wendy– I forgot." I turned my attention to Wendy, being thrown off.

"Sorry, anyway.."

"It's okay.. uhm what were you saying?" Wendy adjusted her backpack uncomfortably, her eyes landing back on me. Kyle looked at Wendy then at me.

"What were you guys talking about?"

"Like I said Kyle isn't my boyfriend.."

"I'm not?" He paused, and looked down at me obviously a little confused I tugged on his arm to make him lean down towards me.

"He's my girlfriend, like my pretty girl. He never does wrong. Isn't that right Kyle?" I put my hand on his cheek to make him look at me with a grin.

I've never seen him so confused.

"I'm so confused right now"

"Huh?"

"I don't know I've been calling him that for awhile, it just kinda rolls off the tongue you know? He's pretty and doesn't do anything wrong." I let go of his face to look back at Wendy.

"Ohh yeah okayy.. I'm gonna pretend that makes sense and go now." The girl in the hat awkwardly stepped back and left the scene, just leaving me, Kyle and.. oh yeah and Kenny.

"That doesn't make sense babe."

"Trust me it does, now head to class." I let go of his arm putting my hands back in my pockets. Kyle thought for a second, touching his cheek.

"Okay I guess, kiss goodbye though?" He asked, not questioning the conversation. I signaled him to come over to me and latched my hands to his face once more.

He put his hands on mine kissing me back with his cute smile before ending the kiss short when he heard the bell.

"Ohh shit the bell– okay I gotta go. See you later!" Kyle shouted, waving me a goodbye then went to quickly get to his class. I admired him from a distance sighing with a lovesick smile.

"He's so cute Kenny."

"Are you gay" I heard Kenny walk up from behind me. I turned around, giving him a look.

"What? No." We stared at each other for a second before I started to walk away for class, him tagging along beside me.

"Well.."

[voltronisanobsession]

OH MY GOODNESS

What if teen!spider!reader was smarter than Miguel- like someone half his age is solving so many problems he couldn’t.

“Bro- you literally made a whole society but you calculated this as though it was a black hole and not a worm hole. How can you be this stupid?” And Miguel is just like 🧍‍♂️

Solving complex math equations and physics problems in minutes, creating multiple plans for missions and calculating the percentage of success for all of them.

But then they literally can’t hold a conversation (or eye contact) for the life of them- their social life is non-existent and they’re absolutely clueless when it comes to social cues (Miguel’s body language whenever he feels awkward when reader shows him how he messed up a problem or Hobie hinting at his not so big crush on reader) and like- the absolute awkwardness that happens when someone tries to compliment reader and they don’t know how to respond “it’s basic calculus, a kindergartner could do it”

Sorry if this is a ramble? I don’t know how to format these at all 😭

Intelligent but Socially Awkward Teen Spider!Reader

Don’t mind me doing a bunch of jumping around in this post, there’s just so much POTENTIAL with this spider!reader!!!

Hope you liked my thoughts on this

I LOVE THIS IDEA😍😍😍 I can already imagine Miguel sending them away the minute they start pointing out all of his mathematical mistakes lol

Teen!Reader is the epitome of ‘um actually☝️🤓’

I think this teen!reader is a product of ‘academic validation’, forced into a mind set where they need to be successful in all studies in school. Their parent(s) were probably extremely strict when it came to this, so it’s no surprise readers the way they are.

Of course despite this, being this blunt has its advantages. Like putting Miguel in his place! When reader had first join the society, they were for the most part quite reserved and quiet. They stuck to themselves while awkwardly maneuvering around social interactions.

So naturally , they were drawn to Miguel’s reclusive nature, which ultimately led to them growing more comfortable around him and those who worked close with him!

It all started with Miguel giving reader the task to go over some of his work to keep them occupied and away from him.

The faces reader would make while correcting all his errors definitely annoyed him. AND when they started pointing out all his other mistakes straight to his FACE. Mm mmm, all hell breaks loose for teen!reader.

OMG!! Imagine if this teen!reader was able to actually solve one of the most complex equations in his dimension, an equation that doesn’t even exist yet in their own world??

To say that they’re a mathematical genius is literally an understatement. They’re a MACHINE when it comes to physics and anything math related. Which is why they’re in charge, alongside Lyla, when creating and programming the spider society’s watches.

Even known as the genius behind the scene, reader cannot for the LIFE of them hold any conversations with the other spiders in the society💀

Compliments are disregarded because anyone can do it if they tried hard enough, reader claims. No, it’s not paranoia that’s making reader calculate the success rate of each past and future missions, they just enjoy doing it, they say in a monotone voice.

It’s honestly the only way Miguel’s able to get his revenge on reader for all the times they absolutely roasted the shit out of him.

Oh they want to finish this extremely complex math equation that they’re almost done with? Well too bad, they’re gonna have to finish it when they get back from that mission he assigned them.

Aw, are they creating a new quantum equation? That’s going to have to wait, Miguel’s sent them on a 5 person mission that’ll probably take a few hours to complete.

Are they hiding in the janitors closet with their math notebooks to avoid getting sent on their third mission of the week? Miguel’s already throwing them through the portal with Hobie.

They haven’t seen the light of day in hours, days even! Miguel claims they need to go out and socialize more instead of being a little goblin. (Super hypocritical reader mutters)

Missions are a complete pain because of the lack of communication happening on teen!readers end💔 and if that’s not the problem, than their extremely blunt and lack of social cues will be the end of them

They either don’t say enough or say just a little too much (a lot too much). It’s especially hard for them to find a balance😭

And I think that’s why Hobie would like them. They quite literally have no filter whatsoever, and yeah that may not be an amazing thing to not have, but he just enjoys the honesty of it in the end

He doesn’t take it to heart too when his advances go completely over readers head LMAO

This was such a fun thing to think about, pls send in more thoughts about this reader, they have so much potential to be a silly goober💔💔💔

[chaotic-on-main]

I love your Unspoken Words series so much! As someone who goes nonverbal from time to time when overwhelmed. This is also why i ask anonymously, I am feeling a bit too much of everything and seeing my name on your blog makes me nervous.

i just really appreciate the whole story and i just love how everyone is so understanding and supportive and nobody demands she „just talk“. Levi taking sign classes had me crying, seriously.

You posted you were open for prompts. It‘s a bit self indulgent, but I would be interested how Reiner (and maybe some others) would react when they either catch you reading smut or randomly grab one your smut books that you annotated. (I am not asking for explicit stuff, just how they would react to you reading that kind of stuff).

Oh my gosh thank you so much for saying so!! 😭 Unspoken Words has definitely been my little baby for a while and I'm really glad I portray nonverbal people to your liking! I am just obsessed with the fact that Levi's love language would be acts of services so putting in that communication barrier really puts light on their interactions instead of words, for the most part lol.

I totally know how it feels to have everything feeling like a little too much, believe me. It's overwhelming, so it's totally okay to stay anon! Though, I am sorry you're feeling like that today. But if you'd like, I'm perfectly happy to have you in my DMs. This will always stay a judgement free zone. 💕

These were really fun to think about! I'm not used to writing most of these characters tho so I'm sorry if my hcs don't line up. 😅

No actual smut is mentioned but there are some suggestive themes!

How AoT Characters React To You Reading Smut:

Reiner ->

oh he is SO shy about it

like he does a double take as he walks by you, all curled up on the couch with it wide open and you're so enraptured you don't even notice

"What are you reading?" he can't keep himself from asking but his face is so flushed and there might be a little stuttering

when you tell him about it, he's doing his best to stand straight and keep a level voice

he's also a little curious though, and will ask something along the lines of "Would you want to try this out sometime?" while he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly

Armin ->

he accidentally finds your collection when he's looking for a specific book

he thumbs through it curiously because he's just like that lol

at first, he's incredibly shocked to see that you're into that kind of stuff

but then he gets a little self-conscious because he worries that he might not be giving you what you want

you have to force it out of him because he's ruminating in silence and when he finally says something, he's all blushy and not looking you in the eye

Jean ->

HE'S SO SMUG ABOUT IT

he grabs it out of your hands and reads out some passages in a teasing manner while you're fighting to get it back

but then he comes across the filthiest thing he's ever read and it shuts him right up, turning into a mess and his words are all jumbled lmao

I also see this man looking over the top of it and is like, "C'mon, we're trying this out right now." and then grabs your hand and pulls you into the bedroom

Hange ->

they are so excited to see that you read these BECAUSE THEY READ THEM TOO.

I imagine they catch you reading it and recognize it right away, going all "OH I'VE READ THAT ONE. What do you think about _____?"

and they start overanalyzing it all out loud while fingering through the pages

it's kind of a mood killer (affectionate) but it's funny to watch them talk about these crazy scenarios and you laugh too because they are quite silly when you think about it

Levi ->

he sneaks up on you one day while you're on the couch reading and he starts reading the page you're on over your shoulder

his sudden voice makes you jump out of your skin and snap the book shut

"Is this how you spend your down time?" not accusatory tho, genuinely curious even though his voice comes out bored lol

he says nothing else as he raises an eyebrow at you then walks away

only when the next time you get down and dirty with him do you realize he must have been looking through your books and seeing what you liked and didn't like from your annotations in the margins

he's a really fast learner

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[crunchie-morris]

At long last, in honor of it closing, here are my notes from Newsies UK from the June 10th matinee 😌

(I wrote these totally for myself so pardon the gushing lol but I decided to share because I’ve seen a lot of people post their notes and to reminisce!)

Under the cut because it’s loooong!

- Michael’s Jack was much more humble than I’ve ever seen Jack played. I really saw a 17 year-old kid who was just thrust into this leadership position, who was scared but excited and not sure how to approach it, especially during that moment when they lift him up during TWWK and he looked around like, “all this for me?”

- THE SANTA FE POSTCARRRRRD HOW JACK AND CRUTCHIE HAD IT AT THE BEGINNING AND THEN JACK PULLED IT BACK OUT DURINF SANTA FE

- Speaking of Santa Fe - the lighting started off with a cold, white-gray wash and shifted until there was a big yellow moon projected on the back wall - LOVED IT

- Back to the beginning - the sudden open with the blackout that snapped into the sound of a gate opening and the newsies were SURROUNDING THE STAGE

- All the chitter-chatter during the overture was so fun

- Also!! The reorchestrations??? AMAZING!! I noticed entirely different orchestrations for the overture, Seize The Day dance break, and KONY dance break, but also added drums in Watch What Happens (EPIC), strings in LFTR (heartbreaking), and something I can’t pinpoint added in OAFA (epic again)

- Crutchie’s a fellow Catholic 😌 he had a little rosary that he wore all the time, he prayed with it when the nuns came out. He wasn’t wearing it in The Refuge but he pulled it out at the very end (like scene transition) to pray again

- A NEWSIE ZIP-LINED OVER ME

- A NEWSIE SWUNG ON A LAMP OVER ME

- Crutchie had more solos in Act One, thank God

- Davey was such a NERD, his line delivery was hilarious

- Crutchie and Les’ friendship is something that can be so special, like when Crutchie was riding on the wagon during TWWK and Les was pulling it, and Crutchie poked Les with his crutch like he was a horse pulling a carriage, and then later after TWWKR, when Les started to follow Crutchie out before Davey called for him, and Crutchie gave Davey a look like, “what gives?!”

- Katherine and Jack had sO much more chemistry than I’ve ever seen. Right from the scene in the theatre booth, I could see her warming up to him, and then during the interview scene, they were literally just two kids flirting. The way Jack was awkwardly like, “can’t you see it in my eyes?” trying so hard (and failing) to be suave, and then him sing-songing, “I’d rather tell you what I’m hoping for toniiiight?” was just hilarious, and Katherine was just smitten for all of it already. Plus, after they got together in STBI, they were so close to each other all the time, constantly hugging and teasing. It was so adorable 🥺

- I want Bronté Barbé’s voice

- This Katherine had the newsies’ best interest from the beginning, she didn’t start out just chasing a story. It makes me think that she interacted with them a lot before the strike, even if she didn’t know them by name

- Spot calling Jack an asshole after he betrays the newsies was iconic

- Actually Spot in general was iconic. Rather than playing her very stoic and tough, she was a leader who ate up the spotlight and loved the power she had over people. She even made Bunsen/Seitz (idk which one they kept, they removed one) cower, and she loved it. She was also very loud and boisterous, something I’ve never seen in Spot before

- H A N N A H omg Bobbie Chambers was The Hannah Of All Time. Her line deliveries were hilarious, like her mocking Pulitzer with “he got elected!” and crying on the phone at the end when she was like, “Mr. Pulitzer can’t come to the phone right now 😭”

- When one of the newsies literally jumped on another one (idk who’s who and that’s so sad, they even did a role call) with excitement when Kath said they could make the front page, and then them immediately stepping away from each other like, “we’re cool, oh yeah”

- I really liked that they had Crutchie on a few boxes on the ground surrounded by other boys leaning against it for the Refuge. I feel like that communicates the tight, uncomfortable space he’s in much better than the typical move of having him on top of the tower

- Also loved the foreshadowing to the next scene with Crutchie coughing during LFTR, then falling on his way off-stage, then Jack says how he couldn’t make it to the window

- Also!! Another Refuge inmate helped Crutchie offstage after LFTR, which was necessary due to the fact that Crutchie’s crutch was left after he was arrested (😢), but the thing that got me was that the boy with him was reassuring him that it’d be okay, and continued doing so after he fell and he helped him up

- Another lovely bit of foreshadowing: how Katherine looks toward “The World” door on “no sir, we’ll stay young forever” (she was literally talking to her daaaaad)

- Jack was ALWAYS ready to pick a fight. Like the scene where he writes “strike” on the chalkboard is normally a funny, slapstick back-and-forth, but he straight-up kicked the chalkboard writer really hard, and the writer was reeling until he was done writing “strike”. This fight-instinct made it that much more impactful when the boys want to fight the scabs and he tells them not to.

- And then his speech to the scabs was just so touching. I’ve heard that speech a million times and it felt just like the first time. When he went up to one of the newsies in particular and was like, “there ain’t no crime to being poor” and he looked doubtful and he was kinda like, “hey, there ain’t” and looked him in the eye? Powerful stuff, man.

- I loved the choice not to have Jack sing during WWHR. Katherine and Davey were comforting him during the chorus, which was so sweet.

- Similarly, Jack got choked up when he saw the amount of newsies that came to help print The Children’s Crusade and I just :’)

- Not a part of the show but Bronté Barbé and one of the newsies both noticed (at different times) how amazed I was by the show. Bronté grinned and like scrunched her nose at me (it was during bows) and that’s just the magic of live theatre. Core memory right there

- Back to the show - Jack and Davey actually danced during Seize The Day? Iconic

- Medda and the Bowery Beauties were way more of a burlesque show than a vaudeville

- Overall, reactions were more grounded and less “Disney” than every other production I’ve seen, but they still managed to be big and theatrical. It was the perfect balance of realism and showmanship.

- The Delanceys weren’t as loud and boisterous, which honestly made them scarier

- Jack really said “but I’m pretty scared of you” and booped Katherine on the nose - precious

- Also Katherine sticking her tongue out after being like “imagine my father blissfully snoring while we take him down with his own printing press!”

- The way Davey was super excited when he found out that Jack did the painting and then looking at Jack and immediately getting all flustered and being like, “you’re really good?” Happy pride month everyone

- JACK AND CRUTCHIE’S SECRET HANDSHAKE JACK AND CRUTCHIE’S SECRET HANDSHAKE

- WHEN ONE OF THE NEWSIES MAKES ENOUGH MONEY TO GET AN APPLE, HE’S ALL EXCITED AND HE BUYS ONE, AND THEN HE SEES ANOTHER NEWSIE LOOKING SAD AND HUNGRY AND HE GIVES IT TO HIM??? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

- The newsies watching Medda’s show “she’s talking to me!” “No, she’s talking to me!!”

- ONE OF THE NEWSIES LYING FACE-DOWN ON THE FLOOR WHEN JACK ASKED WHO WANTS BROOKLYN

- Katherine’s spoon crown 😌

- They managed to still show the trauma Crutchie went through during the Snyder sendoff scene without changing a word! He does the whole “guess who’s back! And I brought along a little treat from the Refuge!” (Wearing the police cap) but then when he turns face-to-face with Snyder, his smile drops and he composes himself. But then he handcuffs him and kicks him off as usual 😌 but again, another example of the balance of realism and theatricality!

- It really seemed in this version, just by the line delivery and reactions, that Jack made up his mind about staying in NY long before Katherine says “you’ve got one more ace up your sleeve” and I love that

[td-scenarios]

Hey I have a really cute idea for Anne Maria, what if f!reader was falling head over heels for her and Anne Maria never had a girl fall for her? Just headcanons on how she’d react please

Thank you so much!

ahhh omg!! this is like so cute i love her sm 😭😭 this ask is so good ily <3

Anne Maria x f!reader where Anne Maria hasn't had a girl crush on her before

Nahhh like i don't even know where to start on hcs here

like

this is genuinely just so cute of an idea so i have so many thoughts over it

okay first of all, you'd definitely fall for her due to how strong and persistent she is!

as someone who likes women, i'm bias cuz,,,,cmon,,, big tough girls <33

but Anne Maria isn't big buff strong

that doesn't matter; she's perfect in her own way

anyways-

when you first show signs of being attracted to her, Anne Maria does the wlw thing of "what a great friend! she must act like this with everybody"

Then she sees you talking with Zoey and is like "hm, maybe she just doesn't like Zoey that much."

But after seeing you interact with every other girl on the island she comes to the conclusion that you two are just best friends because you think she's super likable and pretty.

To be fair, she isn't wrong just the thinking is a bit off.

And then you start complimenting her a bit more and she notices your touches begin to linger and of course the only conclusion she comes up with is:

"Man, I am really fucking hot. Go me."

Because how is one supposed to differentiate girl flirting from girl friendship?? it's impossible!

So, of course, she starts reciprocating 'cause that's like how friends act and stuff, so she doesn't understand why you're suddenly so shy and duck away from her compliments.

"Y/N Girrrlll you are lookin' HOT today!"

She then panics when you just flop down face first in the middle of the camp.

"OMG WHAT'D I DO?"

"nothing" it is extremely muffled

"ARE YOU HURT?"

a shaky thumbs up rises from your limp body

After that, she has started to pick up on your crush and is just in crisis mode™.

crisis mode one being "oh my god I was too hot and now I have to let my bestie down cuz I don't like her back."

cue an interaction where Mike told you a joke and a few of the Mutant Maggots, including you, laughed.

Initiate crisis 2

"oh my god am I gay"

it's not her fault that your laugh is so lovable!

Or, at least, that's what she tells herself when she's in her denial stage.

At that point, she doesn't distance herself at all. On the contrary, she spends even MORE time with you because she has to be like "haha yes I am ms. hetero and I can handle hanging out with this cute girl who likes me a lot. definitely, 100%"

This just leads to her being even more flustered than you are around her, but she tries her best to play it off.

At one point, you'd hand her a flower that Dawn had found that somehow wasn't mutated and she'd short circuit and hesitatingly says thank you before leaving awkwardly.

She weirdly ends up going to Mike?? 'cause he's the person that she knows that has a girl who likes him.

Best to ask someone who has experience.

He's so confused when she comes to talk to him. Cuz he knows Vito has a relationship with her but???? She never really interacts with or likes Mike

She is extremely blunt with the situation albeit a bit nervous

"Okay like, how do...okay so like when...."

It takes her a minute but she gets there eventually

Mike is so confused and is just like "???? Why are you asking me?? I thought you were straight???? Wait who likes you???? Or who do you like??" Since he doesn't know if she'd doing that thing where you cover up your motives with a vague question yk

"I am! Straight, I mean. And it's none of your business, Mike. Just answer the damn question!"

"I don't know why you'd ask me! I have no idea what to do when a girl likes you! I like blackout anytime a girl I like talks to me cause I'm all nervous."

She has to put her head in both of her hands at that one

"You're such a loser oh my God..."

He would be insulted if it weren't the truth

And after that interaction, she's out of leads 'cause Mike was the only guy she was willing to talk to besides Cameron but she was certain he hadn't been with anyone. Plus, she didn't know if any of the other girls liked girls! That was personal stuff

Cue crisis 3

"oh my god i am so lost in this situation and i definitely like her back"

she tries her best to just,,,, reciprocate??

But then she realizes that her advances are most likely taken as friendly since that's what she did at the start

So she has to become more forward with it yk

Anne Maria's two braincells finally produced the coherent thought of "oh! it's the same as dudes but with a girl."

After that epiphany, you guys get together rather quickly

happily ever after blah blah blah you get the drill

i totally wrote so much more than what u asked for im so sorry qwq i just liked the request so much and i fuckin RAN with it

[early20sfailingplenty]

This is inspired by a conversation @imbleedin-out and I had about hugging the brothers out of the blue and I’ve been feeling quite badly this evening so I wanted to write it out kskskskk I hope you all like this!!!! There’s plenty more fics in my drafts which I’m excited to write out and share with you. I only started writing for the Sinclairs two weeks ago and it’s just amazing how many of you have been reaching out with questions, requests and the like. Thank you for your patience while I work out the formatting issues; fics will only be posted once now!!!🌸✨💖

GN!reader, no coded language, “you” & Y/N used.

Walking up to the Sinclairs and hugging them out of the blue (comfort, fluff).

Word count for all three sets: 1, 170.

Sweetheart Lester🥺😭💖 // 318 words.

You had known that you weren’t feeling good this day, but you hadn’t expected for the very sight of Lester to cause you to want burst into tears. You were even more tender than you had first thought, your mind in a spin and your thoughts a hurricane which was threatening to destroy you from the inside. A lump built up in your throat. If your thoughts were a poison, then Lester was the antidote and, oh, how you needed him. 

Your heart ached at the sight of him. The mismatched colours of his outfit - which only he could pull off. No other in the world could wear what Lester did and look even half as good as he did. He was leaned up against his truck, his arms crossed as one of his boots scuffed at the dirt. Restless.

“Hey, Y/N!” Lester’s face threatened to split in half with how widely he smiled, and you felt your bottom lip wobble as you attempted to smile back at him. The softness in his brown eyes, the way the sun caught his hat and cast a darker shadow across his face, the way Lester was just there when you needed him to be... it was too much for you and you broke.

You threw yourself at Lester, trusting him to catch you. He did. He always did. His arms wrapped around you tightly, just as you began to cry, and Lester chuckled awkwardly. “Hey, now, shush,” Lester rubbed your back, his hand travelling up and down in solid, fluid motions, confident could he be when it came to taking care of you; his one and only. “Y’re all righ’, darlin’.” Lester shifted his weight, leant up against his truck was he, and he resolved to stay there until you pulled away from him or felt better. Whichever came first.

Nothing was more important to him than you were.

Bo and Vinny under the cut!!!

Pretty Bo😍💖 // 428 words.

Of all the Sinclairs, Bo was arguably the hardest one to create and then maintain a relationship with. It was one step forward, two steps back and a whole lot of patience. Every time you had thought in the past that you knew him, he had said or done something which went against the construct in your mind; a contradictory man could he be. Bo was not an easy man to get to know, to be involved with, to love. But nothing worth doing was easy, and you had always loved a challenge. 

It had taken a long time for the both of you to become comfortable in the carefully cultivated, delicately crafted relationship in which you found yourselves, and even after months of being together was it difficult sometimes for you to know how to interact with Bo. His mood could change in a second, a soft hug could turn into a tight grip with just a whisper, his wants could move from one end of the spectrum to the next with a single touch. You never knew from one moment to the next, unpredictable was he, but your current low mood was such that you were willing to risk it all just for a hug.

You made your way down to the garage slowly, your every step heavy. Weighed down were you by your own existence this day and completely craving a kind touch from Bo. What you would be met with, you knew not, but you were past the point of being able to care. You just wanted Bo and you wouldn’t stop or give up until you got him.

“Bo.” Your tone of voice caught his attention immediately and Bo looked up so fast that you thought you heard something crack. His eyes meeting yours made you lunge forward as you threw yourself at him. Bo caught you swiftly, grunting with the exertion but refusing to let go.

“What is the matter wit’ you?” Bo muttered, half curious, half worried. He held you tight and you shook your head as you wrapped your legs around his waist, curling into him all the way. “All right,” Bo chuckled, “S’pose I can take a break.” The humour in his tone matched not his tight grip, the slight tremble in his hands, the way he walked with you clinging to him further into the garage, shielding you from the outside world and from yourself.

You stayed there in his hold for as long as you wanted to; nothing and no one could harm you. You were safe.

Ethereal Vincent (Vinnyyyyyyyyy ~ 🥰🥺🌸💖) // 424 words.

Ambrose was a beautiful town, it was true. The illusion of it being a quiet but busy town was one easily maintained, and only someone who dared to look beneath the surface would very easily begin to see the decay which wracked the town. You had always loved exploring the town on your own terms, though sometimes one of the twins accompanied you; both to ensure that you didn’t try to run away, but also because they could spend some proper time with you and experience the town through your eyes. Vicarious experiences in Ambrose, a well loved and worn town, were very rare and the Sinclairs jumped on them. 

You loved the town, but Vincent’s basement was your number one favourite location. You could, would, and did spend hours there every single day, simply basking in your love’s presence. The scraping of his tools, the hissing of melting wax, his hands rubbing down appendages and the altogether tender sounds of Vincent lovingly crafting a sculpture was one of your most beloved sound combinations. The quiet rustling of his clothes as he moved, the roaring of the fire underneath the vat of wax, the soft snores Jonesy emitted from her place on the twin bed... it was absolute heaven and you could never get enough of being down there.

Vincent was a solitary man but he loved you being down there with him and he only turned you away when he felt that it was necessary. You spent time together separately, but on this day even being right beside Vincent wasn’t enough. You needed more. More of him, of his space, of his touch, his scent, his quiet rasps and gentle gestures. He treated you like glass, loathe was he to be rough with you even when you asked for it. You were amongst Vincent’s treasures, and he treated you as such.

Did you dare to interrupt him, working such as he was? No, you didn’t; he shared a temper with his brother, though its expression was quieter. It was just as deadly, however. Even so, with baited breath did you climb into his lap. Your arms looped around his neck and Vincent huffed in amusement; he knew you too well. His arms closed the distance and he pulled you tightly against him. His muse wanted his attention? He’d give you all of it and more... and so on, until you didn’t know what to do with yourself in the face of all of his love for you.

Vincent never did anything by halves.

[aaronymous9]

Okay I’m feeling very chaotic today so let’s pair up all the protagonists of main series Wings of Fire books together by order number ( for example, Clay, Moonwatcher and Blue would be paired up because they are all the first book in their arc ) and see how they would interact with eachother!

Clay, Moonwatcher and Blue: Canonically they do know eachother but don’t interact much, when put in a room forced to talk to eachother, Clay would likely carry the conversation awkwardly asking about everyone’s favorite food, Blue would probably respond first and Moonwatcher after getting lost in reading their minds would respond quickly and not say much more. After they had all spent more time together I feel like they would just hang out doing things they enjoy and hobbies together. Wholesome as heck

Tsunami, Winter and Cricket: …Cricket would try her best to help everyone get along OKAY- Winter and Tsunami would likely be butting heads and ignoring Cricket entirely until she tries to mediate and Winter and Tsunami in unison tell her to back off 😭 Cricket would just block them out and read her book while they argue

Glory, Peril and Sundew: I actually feel Glory and Sundew would have an unspoken bond with one another and just would silently understand each other but… Glory would not like Peril and she canonically dislikes her. I feel Sundew would really not like Peril and Peril would be trying her best to make friends but would get frustrated and would be like “what would clay do? Wait no he’s already friends with glory fuck what clay would do I am just gonna be as friendly and be myself until they either go away or learn to like me”

Starflight, Turtle and Snowfall: Snowfall would probably be very wary of Starflight meanwhile Starflight getting along with Turtle quite well until Snowfall gets jealous that she’s being left out and joins in.

Sunny, Qibli and Luna: OH MY GOD THEY WOULD BE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS! I imagine that Luna loves weaving pictures of Sunny because of her bright colors and how her green eyes contrast and just weaving Sandwings in general, she’s a bit sad there’s no trees but I imagine she loves weaving the bright colors of the desert. And I honestly feel Luna and Sunny would relate to each other a lot and Qibli would relate to Sunny in the way of not being taken seriously sometimes. Luna probably thinks Qibli reminds her of Swordtail so she’s definitely rooting hard for Qibli and Moonwatcher. They are just. Wholesome friends new headcanon.

Anyways, go buckwild and please tell me any headcanons you’ve made from this idea

[heoneyology]

here’s a the dreaming LA meet & greet/hi touch recap no one asked for, a level up of my 2019 tour hi touch... though it seems I’m cursed to always have a member missing 😭

I’m not gonna give a recap of the day and how things weren’t organized the best but also I’ve seen worse, except to say that monsta x were late by like 20 minutes to this m&g (they were at tARGET BUYING THEIR ALBUMS I LATER FOUND OUT-) which at the last minute/day of sale got changed to a hi touch instead of m&g with photo opportunities (but the good news is, because there was plexiglass between us, they let us go in groups of 5-6 people and we had a bit of time to talk to the members until the next group of 5-6 came through).

of course. they didn’t teLL US WE COULD TALK TO THE MEMBERS so here I am staring im fucking changkyun dead in the face awkwardly for like a minute because I was at the end of the line of my group and as it clicked that this is how slow the line is going to be moving I can say something- hyungwon started moving away from the fan he was with and straight toward me (which was only like 3 steps but like. hyungwon. pretty. brain malfunction.)

changkyun: per my 2019 description of him, he is still as perfect and beautiful as ever and kind of petite with very defined facial features. and wow he was tan and looking exceptionally good that day. his hand was already up against the plexiglass waiting so when I stepped up I said “hi” to him and touched my hand against the plexiglass to his and he said hi back and smiled like :] and that was it before I stepped away and realized, oh the line isn’t moving and just stOOD THERE IN FRONT OF HIM IT WAS VERY NERVE WRACKING 

hyungwon: but then before I could react and think of something to say to changkyun, hyungwon started stepping towards me and as he did so he put both his hands up to the plexiglass and leaned forward... which I almost want to curse the existence of the plexiglass between us because it allowed them to get very close on the other side and I swear to god hyungwon aklsjdkfjsdkfk wAS LIKE A NOSE TIP AWAY FROM ME AND VERY HANDSOME AND HIS EYES ARE VERY DEEP BROWN AND ROUND AND PRETTY AND HE SMILED AND WOW ALL OF HIS FEATURES ARE SO SOFT AND INVITING AND WARM LIKE HE LOOKED SO WARM. so I managed to tap my hands to his against the glass and as he stepped back I got a good look at him and I told him he looked really good today because his outfit was A++ and he’s still kind of slender and tall and now broad as well and his outfit just complemented all that. and so. my story of how I offended changkyun comes in. changkyun is just standing there watching this exchange because the next line of people hasn’t come yet, and my line has awkwardly paused. again. so my dumbass turns back to changkyun feeling bad I didn’t say something before and goes, “you look very good today too!” with a rECYCLED COMPLIMENT and he just scoff-laugh-smirked and crossed his arms and said yeah sure and I swear to god my soul left my body I’m still so embarrassed about this days later I’m so sorry changkyun-

minhyuk: next in line was minhyuk when the line started moving again finally so I could erase my embarrassment but let me tell you this interaction has been causing me multiple different types of breakdowns for two reasons, which I will get to. but! IN THE MEAN TIME!! I redeemed myself from 2019!! I did not remember minhyuk in the hi touch in 2019 because jooheon was on the other side of him and tunnel vision went into effect but I remember minhyuk. all too clearly. and I think I stared into the soul of the devil himself because this whole interaction is etched into my mind. dear minhyuk was literally smooshed up against the plexiglass. like. face like a little kid pressed up against the glass with both hands up looking at people he literally was like kissing distance away. I went to put both my hands up to the glass to his before realizing how fucking close he was and paused to lower my hands and go, “oh wow, you’re so pretty,” in awe and he just. slow blinked. at me. and stared. we stared for a good solid akljsdkfjk maybe not minute but holy shit I was mesmerized his eyes were so sparkly and pretty and a light brown up close with the light hitting them and he was taking everything in and the slow blink about killed me before he smiled and leaned away. and here is where the next portion of my dying comes in: he steps away from the glass, points at me, and then turns and says something to hyungwon and changkyun????? was it my purple hair?? did jooheon mention a purple hair fan????? was he impressed by my drawn out eye contact ability with him??? I should’ve taken that moment of our staring contest to tell him I loved jooheon more then we could’ve had a real staring contest.

kihyun: 2019 and 2021 traded out kihyun and shownu. shownu was gone this time and kihyun was gone the first time because of his injured rib :(( so this was me seeing kihyun for the first time. and he was so cute he was taking in every fan and staring at monbebe so loving like the adoration in his eyes was so visible aklsjdfk and he was so smiley you could see his eye crinkles and wow he has such defining features up close like his jawline was right there but my previous interaction with minhyuk made me very nervous to step up any closer to the screen, which kihyun was also pressed up against and also standing on his tiptoes against because he was getting a good look at everyone, and so I barely lifted my hand to make to touch the glass but akljsdkf couldn’t manage still thinking about minhyuk so I just told him that he was the best vocalist ever and I don’t know if he heard me through the glass but he smiled and just cries he was so cute.

jooheon: and last but not least was my boy who alksdkfjk did recognize me and man I wish I’d interacted with him more now but I was in shock and he was in shock and we were just finger gunning each other and waving at each other in shock (like literally the amazement that was on his face never left the whole entire time). as I left kihyun and stepped up to jooheon he looked up from another fan and very loudly I could hear him go, “oh?” before he leaned back, studied me for a moment, and really loudly as his face literally lit up, went, “OH IT’S YOU!!!!” and he was leaning back so much at that point that when he pointed at me he finger gunned at me and then at that point my brain shut down because that’s all I needed to hear so I just laughed and finger gunned back and nodded and told him that yes, it was me, and I was here aklsjdfk and he just continued to stare at me in shock and wave at me with his face like :D!!!! the whole time so I just stood there in shock back and waved at him and then the staff member was like, “Okay now,” because the next line was coming so I just told him hi and bye and waved as I walked backwards away from him and he kept waving at me :(( and he continued to keep waving at me where I rejoined the new line to collect my merch up until the next fan walked up :((