#bc it was gave me instant distraction

[meanslackofart]

some nights i miss omegle 😮‍💨

[straystarr]

this is how you fall in love; hhj

word count: 986

a one shot inspired by the song "this is how you fall in love" by jeremy zucker and chelsea cutler bc its so soft and bestfriend hyunjin concept eats it up (in my humble opinion)

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“How do people do it?”

“What do you mean?”

Hyunjin focused in on your softly perplexed expression, a chuckle falling from his lips at the sight of your stare fixated onto the long awaited kiss being shared by the leading characters. 

The entertainment he found in your distracted state soon craved your attention, waving his hand in front of your face just as the rolling credits came in. 

Faintly smiling at the blank screen, you turned to look at your best friend who displayed confusion and concern in his expression. 

“I was just wondering how people do it?”

Hyunjin moved his body closer, head leaning in as if to motion for you to continue your thought. 

“Fall in love I mean.”

In an instant, you fell towards the back of the couch, the pillow that was once on Hyunjin lap now falling onto yours. 

“Hwang Hyunjin, what the actual fuc-”

“Y/n its a fucking movie! They are acting sweetheart and you really made me miss the last scene!”

Letting out a sharp breath, you stuck your tongue out and slightly nudged the side of his stomach with your elbow, causing him to flinch away with a giggle. 

“I’m not talking about the movie stupid. I just mean in general, it’s a genuine question, the movie just prompted my thoughts.”

You moved towards Hyunjin, closing the minimal space between the two of you, settling closely beside him as you readily waited for his response. Tilting his head, he lifted his fingers to fix the hair on the top of your head that had been messily misplaced by his pillow throwing. The both of you paused before bursting out into giggles. 

It’s not like you were completely oblivious to the many answers that existed for your question. 

Some say, people fall in love with what makes up a person: how they laugh, what makes them cry, how they like their coffee, etc. Some say falling in love requires the essence of time and self discovery. Some say falling in love is like jumping off a cliff, only hoping that you’ll land safely in their arms. And some say, falling in love is nothing but a series of chemical reactions occurring in the brain. 

Nonetheless, everyone arrives at an answer sooner or later in their life. So, it’s always good to talk to people, gain their perspective on the little things in life, like love. 

And Hyunjin was the one person whom you turned to when it came to talking about those little things. You raised your finger towards Hyunjin's cheek, softly poking it as he kept his eyes on you, lips in a tight line while he remained silent. 

“I guess you don’t have an answer yet either.”

His shoulders lifted as he gave you a shrug while he pulled his phone out of his pocket. Music began to fill the air as the beat resonated in your mind. Your body began to respond, standing up as you pulled off the most ridiculous of moves that were a stark contrast to the song playing. 

Hyunjin brought his hand over his mouth, stifling giggles at your unrhythmic dancing that seemed to always be one second behind the beat of the song. The sight of his crinkled eyes only encouraged your tasteful movements. Before you were able to continue your shenaniganz, the music had suddenly come to a stop. 

You sent a glare towards him while he held his stomach from laughter obviously putting a pause to the music. Before you could protest, a soft melody eased your frown. You glanced at Hyunjin, immediately catching his eyes. A breath hitched in your throat the longer you stared. For the look reflected in his orbs was soft and endearing. 

With a small smile, Hyunjin stood from the couch and made his way towards you, body slowly swaying left to right. You mirrored his movements, closing your eyes as you let the tune take hold of your body as the lyrics fill your mind. Just as the chorus had started, you found yourself opening your eyes in response to the sudden warmth placed on both sides of your face. 

Hyunjin's face was only a few inches from your own, but the both of you remained still, bodies lingering in the short distance. You said nothing as his hands fell from your face, to your shoulders, and soon down your arms. The comfort of his fingers provided heat to your still state. 

His hands landed into your own, fingers playing with each other as he raised your hands towards his shoulders, putting them in place. The eye contact between the two of you brought heat to your cheeks and emphasized the pounding in your chest. 

Your chest slowly raised as he placed his hands on your waist, his fingers moulding into your skin and softly pulling your body towards his. 

“Close your eyes.”

You pursed your lips as he flashed you a small smile, closing his eyes, only leading you to follow his request. He leaned forward, setting his forehead on yours. His soft breathing fawning over your skin, a type of warmth you quickly grew fond of. 

The urge to never let him go grew with the intimacy flowing between the both of you, bodies intertwined as your feelings ached to do the same. Your bodies swayed side to side, falling into the soft melody, falling into him. As if he were holding you up, ready to catch you.

“I think this is how you do it Y/n.”

The light met your eyes before you settled on his face. His soft and kind and endearing face. 

“What do you mean?”

His eyes. Those deep brown eyes. They always calmed you down. Holding a sense of passion as they traced your features, delicately framing you in his mind.

“This is how you fall in love.”

[danikamariewrites]

believe me when i say that your blog is AWESOME, AMAZING, im in love with your writing, i think it's the most beautiful thing in the world and i want to say thank you for sharing your talent with us. if i could marry one of your fanfics, i would do it without hesitation. 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 .now that i said my thoughts about your amazing blog, i have a request... MODERN rowaelin x reader.

🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ (fancy clothes, expensive phones, cars...) i would LOVE to see a fanfic of them in the modern world with reader🧎🏻‍♀️😫 .

no pressure, take your time, stay safe, eat healthy, sleep well, and drink water 🫂💜

Modern!Rowaelin x reader headcanon

A/n: thank you! That’s so nice of you to say and I’m so happy you like my writing (trying to make it my career if Hollywood can get its shit together lol). I love this concept, it’s amazing and I had to write it bc Aelin would thrive as modern day princess/queen.

Sending you love bestie ❤️

Warnings: none

Modern!Rowaelin would be a fucking power couple (and with you a power trio)

Let’s say for this hc that Aelin and Rowan are just a rich couple that come from old money. I’m talking old New England money but they give it a new look bc Aelin likes new stuff, Rowan is like the antique collector in the relationship

When you met they were shopping for art at the gallery you worked at

You had just graduated college a year or so ago and this was your entry level job in the art world. You were actually very familiar with the pieces the gallery sold and you have an insane memory for art history

Aelin and Rowan came in to buy a few pieces for their new apartment in the city so you showed them a few pieces since the owner was busy

The three of you hit it off and they offered to take you out to dinner once you finished with work

You met them at the five-star restaurant that was in their building and that’s when they asked you out. “We knew once we met you we had a connection. If you don’t feel the same way please feel free to reject us and we can pretend this never happened.” Aelin said

But you had felt an instant connection with them too. You felt safe and at home around them. You knew you needed to be with them

After that night you moved in with them and they talked you into quitting your job and working for their clients as an art collector

It was like a dream come true

Aelin and Rowan spoiled you with love, attention, and gifts

You weren’t always a material person, you grew up getting things you asked for that were within your family’s budget but this was a whole other level

After a year of being with them they gave you a credit card, “unlimited spending baby. Anything you want it’s your.” Rowan said kissing you on the cheek

Shopping sprees with Aelin were the best! Those were your bonding trips and when you truly got to know each other. You talked about everything while wandering the aisles of high end department stores, trying on shoes and clothes

Lingerie shopping was the most fun since you would pick out pieces that would drive him crazy (and each other)

There may have been a time or two where you both couldn’t keep your hands to yourself in the changing room

With Rowan your bonding time was going on walks or runs or him teaching you how to work out at the gym

When you were out in nature with him that’s when you saw him most relaxed (besides at home)

Your yearly summer vacation is always to Cape Cod

Both their families have beach houses there but they wanted their own in a different area, so they bought one just before they met you

The house is huge and you obviously use it more than once a year but you always had those set 2 weeks in July that you would go

No work. No distractions. Just the 3 of you, the beach, and fun times

You and Aelin of course demand the best lobster rolls which Rowan gets for you

Ice cream every night after dinner

And they buy you all the souvenirs you want

Two days before you were set to leave, you and Rowan were packing. You folded he put away (he’d never admit it but he’s awful at folding clothes but he tries)

Aelin came running into the bedroom with a shit eating grin on her face that told you two she wanted something, “Row, y/n/n.” “Yes Aelin.” You responded in unison

“I just realized we need something for the Cape house that we don’t have.” Rowan rolled his eyes, “And what would that be, Fireheart?”

“We don’t have a Jeep!” You and Rowan shared a look. “Ok A, so what do you suggest?” Aelin clapped her hands together in excitement “We’re going to get one obviously.” “Right now!?” “Yes Rowan. Come on you’re driving.”

She rushed back out of the room and you followed her as Rowan let out an exasperated sigh, tilting his head back

45 minutes later you were all sitting in the Jeep dealership

Not only did you leave with a Jeep wrangler, but she also managed to find a beautiful jet black convertible Audi

Aelin insisted you bring both to Cape Cod and of course Rowan gave in to her

[gemini-sensei]

Eli x LaRusso!Gf have a sneaky Valentines dinner together and get caught by Daniel.

Aww I love this idea!

Valentine's Dinner

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz x Chubby!LaRusso!Reader

Y/N used ○ tagging @sensei-venus bc they loved these LaRusso!readers haha ○ also this got longer than I expected it to be ○ this also took way longer to write because I couldn't stop laughing

Hope you enjoy!

It was the perfect night for a romantic dinner. It was Valentine's Day, after all, and Y/N LaRusso had every intention to make it a memorable first Valentine's with her boyfriend. She'd been saving up for the night so she could take him to a nice restaurant. Eli didn't argue because she looked so happy to do it, and he would get to go to a really fancy restaurant. It didn't really matter to either of them where they went, so long as they were together, so it was more like a little treat for the two of them to give themselves.

So, when he pulled up to her house, long after her parents and siblings had left the house, they were ecstatic to see each other. Greetings were short; she teased him with a "you clean up nice" when she saw him in a nice button up; he was star struck seeing her in a pretty red dress. They gravitated toward each other soon thereafter and made out hotly for a good five to ten minutes before pulling out of the driveway and heading into town.

He held her hand all the way to the restaurant and as they made their way inside. They were promptly seated because Y/N had called weeks in advanced and reserved a table for them. It was a quiet little table near the back, cast in perfect mood lighting. At the first chance she got, Y/N pushed her chair closer to Eli's and they looked at the menu together. She gave him ideas of what to order based off of what she'd eaten there before. They giggled and kissed behind the menu, a little too distracted to make any decisions yet. When the waitress came around, they ordered an appetizer because they'd hardly looked at the menu.

As they took a more serious look at the menu, the line outside was growing. Couples were lining up to get inside, but had to wait for non-reserved tables to open up. It was a world away from the teenage couple inside, having their movie moment as they'd snuck out to have a night together. That was okay with them, because as far as they were concerned, the rest of the world didn't exist.

By the time the waitress had come back with their appetizer, they'd made up their minds. She took their order and left them to their own devices, giving them a look as they held hands under the table and shared long kisses under the light. They fed each other appetizers in the cheesiest way possible, laughing at themselves.

Then a cart was pushed up to a nearby table that caught Eli's eye. He smirked and leaned into Y/N.

"Do you think that guy will give us some champagne?" he whispered.

She looked at the guy pouring glasses for a couple not too far away, then she looked at her boyfriend a little shy. "I don't know."

"I bet he'd take my ID," he chuckled. "Do you want some?"

She bit her lip and thought about it for a moment, then nodded. She smiled, the idea of doing something they shouldn't be a little tantalizing. For so long she'd been the good daughter, but tonight her parents weren't around to bust them. Tonight, she could be a little bad and no one would know. After all, she'd already snuck out. What was one glass of champagne?

When the man with the bottle came over to them, Y/N were quick to realize he wasn't much older than them. Eli passed him his fake ID and vouched for Y/N confidently. they waited with baited breath for a moment before the college kid shrugged and gave the ID back. In the next instant, two glasses were placed before them and the sparkling liquid filled them.

"To you and me," Eli said, holding up the glass with a smirk.

Y/N giggled and clinked her glass to his. "To you and me."

They took the first sip together, eyes on each other. Y/N couldn't help but think about how sexy he looked with his hair down. In the meantime, Eli had a hand on her thigh and gave it a small squeeze from time to time. They couldn't stop smiling at each other, or staring at each other, or kissing each other for that matter. They were caught up in the happy, warm feelings of Valentine's Day, celebrating each other wholly and truly.

Their plates arrived sometime after and they were left alone, fully. They enjoyed one another's company, talking idly about little things that didn't matter much and feeding each other off of their own plates. They were in their own perfect world and nothing was going to ruin that.

○●○

To the staff and other patrons, they looked like any other young couple. Most smiled and let them be, enjoying their own Valentine's date. It was a busy night for the employees, working hard and quick to clear tables once they emptied so the next couple could be seated as quickly as possible. They were just another table, another couple, another date. It was a night of togetherness, when other people didn't matter.

That was Daniel's stance as he walked into the establishment with Amanda on his arm. While this wasn't their first choice, they were happy to get into anywhere seeing as their reservations at the first restaurant had fallen through. After some confusion and stress, they were smiling at each other once again as they were lead to a table.

"See, I told you that it would be fine," Amanda assured him as they sat down. She smoothed out the table cloth, sighing contently. Her hair and makeup were done perfectly for the evening and Daniel couldn't take his eyes off of her. Despite the hiccup in their plans, she could always make him smile.

"You were right," he told her as opened the menu.

After making their orders, Daniel excused himself to the bathroom. The night was going more than well, better than he could have ever hoped, and he was thankful for the quick thinking his wife had.

It was on his way back to the table that things started to crumble under his feet again.

He heard a familiar laugh; an angelic, beautiful, playful laugh that he knew all too well. He stopped and looked around the room, giving it a once over because he was sure his ears were playing tricks on him. Then he continued on his way, but he heard the laugh again and he made a hard stop once more. This time, he took a better look around the room and inspected the tables.

Just as his eyes landed on a small table in the back, a server walked by and obscured his views. The peek at the couple was enough for him, though, but he wanted a better look. Unfortunately, the male had pulled the girl closer to him, practically onto his lap, and they were making out heavily. He couldn't see their faces again, but that didn't stop Daniel from running back to his wife.

He grabbed the back of her chair and leaned down to her, startling her. He didn't let her get a word in before his own words started falling out of his mouth.

"Amanda, you're not going to believe who's here! Y/N! She's here with- with that hooligan she calls a boyfriend!" he whisper-yelled, his blood rushing through his body as his heart pumped it at an alarming pace. He felt the heat in his cheeks, the twitchiness in his fingers, the urge to scream. "She's right over there! Look!"

He threw his arm out, pointing to the other side of the room. His finger, as well as his whole hand, was shaking.

Amanda remained calm, following his direction before looked at her. "Hooligan? Really, Daniel? Sit down."

He looked at her, ready to argue against the small command, but then he closed his mouth and relented. He pulled his chair in and sat down. "i'm not crazy, Amanda. I know what I saw."

"Y/N told us she was staying home because she had a lot of homework to do," she told him. Throwing her hand up, she shook her head. "I'd like to think she wouldn't lie to us like that."

"She snuck that boy into our house," he argued. "I don't know what she's capable of. It's like I don't know her anymore."

"You're being dramatic," she told him, keeping a straight face. "And weren't you the one that said the Eagle Fangs weren't that bad."

"That did not include Hawk."

"Okay, well, you need to calm down because I highly doubt our daughter would- oh my god, that is them!"

As she turned her head, Amanda saw Y/N in full. Her bright smile, her round cheeks, the shine of happiness in her eyes. It was the same face she'd seen everyday since the girl was born, and she was in fact sitting with the purple haired "menace," as Daniel called him.

They were beaming at each other, lips glossy from the kiss they'd managed to pull themselves out of. The scene reminded Amanda of her teenage years and hijinks she would get into with boys. It was the epitome of teenage love and rebellion.

"See, I told you!" Daniel seethed, leaning over the table. He was practically foaming at the mouth.

She gave him a stern look. "Stop that. So she's out on a date with her boyfriend? It's not a crime, Daniel."

"She lied to us, hid this from us," he began, listing it out on his fingers. He got two points and stopped, eyebrows knitting up. "Why would she hide this from us?"

"Maybe it's because you detest him openly in front of her," Amanda suggested. She rolled her eyes. "Let's just let them enjoy it and when we get home, we'll talk to her about it."

He finally took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "You're right. It's Valentine's Day. We'll talk to her about it later."

Their plates came soon after Daniel regained his composure. He tried his best to ignore the teen couple, enjoying glasses of champagne with his wife. It seemed like the night was going to end on a semi high note, but that was before Daniel spotted the champagne glasses on Y/N's table-

"Oh my god," he let out, almost choking on his drink. He coughed, which gave his mind a few extra seconds to come up with a father's worst case scenario. "They're drinking. They're gonna get drunk and make a stupid mistake. They're gonna have sex and Y/N is gonna get pregnant. They're gonna have a have a baby Hawk- Oh my god! Amanda, I can't let that happen."

He stood up and hardly heard his wife telling him to sit down. He marched through the dining room, all those urges to scream bubbling up again. his fingers were twitching at his sides and he didn't know what he was going to do with them, either pull his daughter away or strangle Hawk.

Before he'd made up his mind, he shouted, "Y/N LaRusso! What the Hell do you think you're doing?"

○●○

Y/N jumped upon hearing a very familiar voice borderline yell her name in a room full of people. She turned, horrified to find her father coming up to her and Eli's table. She felt the blood draining from her face and turn cold, the desire to get up and run out of the building and never show her face there again strong. However, she felt stuck to her chair; nothing moved. All she heard was her rapid, hard heartbeat in her ears.

"I thought you said your dad was at another restaurant," Eli said from beside her.

She turned to him, completely stressed. "He was supposed to be."

"Right, I was supposed to be somewhere else," Daniel said, coming to a stop as he reached the table. He stood over the teens and crossed his arms over his chest. "But you didn't account for something going wrong and us showing up here, now did you?"

She stared at him, bewildered. "No, because who would think that?"

A disgruntled and awkward noise came from the back of his throat before he pointed a finger at her. "That doesn't matter. You know that's not what this is about."

"Daniel," Amanda said, coming to his side. She took hold of his arm in an attempt to calm him. "Lower your voice, please."

"Why do you have to make a scene out of everything?" Y/N asked, clearly upset and frustrated. She stared at her father. "Why can't you just let things be?"

"Because I'm your father and I love you," he told her, lowering his voice as he had been asked to. Then he scooped up one of the empty champagne glass and waved it around in the air. "And this- this is one of the things fathers protect their daughters from. How much of this did you have? Are you drunk?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Y/N countered. She held her head, shaking it lightly. "One glass. That was it."

Daniel looked at his daughter, then focused his attention onto the equally embarrassed and shocked Eli. "This is your fault."

"What did I do?" he asked, very well aware of what he had done. However, that was not the point now. "We were just trying to have a nice Valentine's dinner."

"And what about after that?" Daniel accused.

"Oh my god," Y/N said, suddenly realizing how many eyes were on them. This was not an argument or moment happening in a quiet hallway or in the comfort of her home. They were in public and she was utterly mortified. She began sinking in her chair, trying to appear smaller while hiding her face in her hands. She spoke into her palms, "I cannot believe you did this."

"Daniel, maybe we should go," Amanda suggested lowly, also taking notice to the audience they had. She gripped his arm a little tighter. "Now."

"I'm not going anywhere without my daughter."

"I am not getting in the car with you," Y/N argued. Still stuck to her chair, she stood her ground. Her face was on fire and she already had a plan in mind on getting out of there as soon as her parents left.

Daniel looked as though he was ready to implode, cheeks puffed up as he kept his arguments in. He looked at his wife, then to his daughter, then back at his wife. "Amanda, do something."

"Okay," she said, then turned to Y/N. "We'll see you at home."

She proceeded to pull her husband to the door, hoping to pay the bill at the hostess station. Daniel didn't put up much of a fight, but complained about how they couldn't leave them there alone. She ignored him as she spoke to the hostess, things slowly returning to normal in the dining room, except for Y/N and Eli.

He put a hand on her back as she sat with her head in her hands. He rubbed it gently, not really bothered by her father's antics anymore. He actually liked pushing Mr. LaRusso's buttons. The only reason he didn't do that tonight, though, was because he knew she wouldn't have wanted that. They had basically put on a whole show for the rest of the dining room.

Their waitress came over a moment later and asked if they needed anything else.

"Just the bill," Y/N said, ready to leave.

"Oh, it's already been paid for. With a tip," the waitress told them. She smiled politely. "I was told to tell you that you could have any dessert of your choosing, if you'd like."

Y/N blinked, then looked at Eli. He smiled at her and gave a look that told her it was her choice. She sighed with a small smile.

She turned back to the waitress. "Two slices of the chocolate cake, to go, please."

[hlovescincy]

Mini Review: 5 Things I REALLY liked about "It Ends With Us" movie, and a few things I liked a little less.

📌 5 Things I liked...

1) Casting was fantastic. I remember seeing Justin Baldoni's cast search video when they were trying to find a young Blake Lively, and I scoffed at the time bc how is it possible to match up someone to her gorgeous face? But they actually did! She looks so much like her, that I almost thought it was AI over Blake's face, until I just looked it up.

2) Casting was fantastic, part 2 -  I haven't read the book so I don't know if it's true to those, but I thought every single actor seemed made to play their role. The leads, the supporting actors, everyone.

3) I liked how stunning the movie was visually. You don't always get that in dramas but you did here. All the scenes and shots of the city were beautiful, especially the restaurant and every single view of the flower shop.

4) I loved how real the love felt between all the characters. I think Blake Lively embodied love in the movie as Lily. Lily's love for Axel and her love for Ryle and her love for her mom... all of it she expressed so well. Sometimes movies about DV try to make it seem like there's no real love there and that one fell into a relationship strictly out of trauma - even though that's not how it usually happens. As heavy as it was to watch the main relationship, Lily and Ryle gave us a lot of purity to their characters so we could fall in love with them as a couple first... and feel the instant, and ongoing pain when it disintegrated.

5) I don't know anyone offscreen who has gotten out of a DV situation alive without being on the run for awhile, or some severe aftermath. But it make more sense in the movie because of the sister and law, mom, Axel and just the mere fact she had a strong support system. I am sure some people think it's unrealistic, but I think it's also important to sometimes give out hope. Some people are able to leave if conditions are right and they have other support. I think people can really use hope when 8t comes to the topic so I was glad for its inclusion.

📌 3 Things I liked less...

1) I wanted more Hisan Manaj. I would've liked to see how his character, Marshall, reacted after learning the truth about his brother in law. In all his lines I wanted just a little more of him.

2) It pains me to say this one: as someone who knows every lyric to my tears ricochet, I hated it's usage in the movie. It didn't fit the scenes it was in, not a single moment. My friend who was with me though didn't know the song and thought the words she heard were about having grace, until I explained the song is very much not that. So yeah it just didn't fit and I wish another Taylor song was chosen. Maybe it wouldn't be distracting to non-swifties though :)

3) Lastly, (and this is not about the movie as much as some of the promotion around it), I don't think a lot of moviegoers knew what to expect. Lots of people (including kids) there seemed prepared for a RomCom. After the movie, sadly I picked up conversations from girls walking out who were most disappointed that Lily didn't give Ryle more chances! That was hard to hear.

All in all I'd highly recommend the movie. See it by yourself or with friends whom you're always comfortable with. It's heavy and triggering and thorough, but it's all tastefully done. Great direction, cast, and levity to an important topic.

[lindszeppelin]

I think most of us have lived a facade before. Maybe we seemed more well off than we were, happier than we were, had more friends than we have etc. At first we’re happy with the facade bc it’s a distraction from our reality. And hey, maybe our reality will catch up with the facade….like, it COULD happen…right? But if and when life isn’t what we wished it could be, we start to lose our fire. We keep plastering on a smile but it becomes less convincing bc we ourselves aren’t so convinced. We don’t even know how to articulate it-even to ourselves sometimes- but something in our bones just doesn’t feel right.

I feel like we’re watching Kaia experience this in real time. Hell, even without touching her and Austin with a 10 foot pole, girl has been playing the PR game from the jump. So much press about her being Cindy’s daughter. She has premiere agents, managers, and publicists who have done a good job keeping her in the press while not allowing her to do many interviews. Less is more bc it can create an illusion, especially if there isn’t a lot of substance to back it up. I don’t think Kaia is dumb, but just has more learning and growing to do. She’s also not very self aware. Did you see the red carpet interview with vogue? She sounded bitchy and moody and I couldn’t believe more comments didn’t call it out (if any did at all). Her PR team probably knows better than to book her on too many long winded podcasts. Even the short press is getting tedious as her Fallon interview did nothing to not make her look like a nepo baby and her energy was kinda weird and forced on there too. Then they kept pushing her in acting roles (probably hoping audiences wouldn’t notice how bad she is or that she would improve) and that’s beyond not something people are liking from her. Briefly touching on Austin (kinda) she’s dated only high profile men, publicly flirted with women, and last night was a big entrance to stand on her own…and it fell very, very, very flat.

Everyone on Reddit is clowning her for being so boring. I haven’t seen one positive remark. I think the master PR plan to establish her as an A lister has utterly failed. Nobody cares about her besides some random people, mostly made up of very young people and/those who are blinded by beauty and can’t read between lines.

I think on some level she knows this continues to be an uphill battle. And we’re witnessing her figure it out…hence the eyes get deader and the smile becomes less convincing. She needs to take a break and stop forcing her career. It’s honestly sad at this point.

PS- her energy getting into her van was very weird. Seemed nice at first but there’s a shot where she turns away and looks SO frustrated an instant later- I had to watch several times to make sure my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me.

wow anon this was so well articulated, thank you for your input. it is so interesting to see these things play out in real time. and i think the more agitated she gets, the less she is gonna care and that might lead to her making some pretty stupid mistakes. and it might also lead her to separate from Austin, because i think at a certain time she has to know that nobody cares about her unless she is linked with Austin. And that must build resentment overtime. She can't even do anything on her own without the press mentioning Cindy. there is a reason why there was a hideous fake story plotted against austin on deuxmoi on the same day of the met gala where he wasn't going to be. and there's a reason why they only come together when she has to promote something...because being with austin gets her the clout she needs. nobody gives a shit if it's just her on her own, and i think she realized that last night and couldn't avoid it. i imagine standing here waiting in line at the met for a long time gave her nothing but time to think. that's why in that interview she comes off as weird and bitchy as you said. like, she made a whole point to attend the met gala but she's complaining about it the entire time and looks like she doesn't want to be there lol. if austin had went, we would have seen her look a hell of a lot different. she would have milked her time with him. but by herself it just wasn't the same.

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cont of my liking characters based on trusting them w/ baby, LXC 7/10 wouldn't trust to NOT bring baby around JGY even if I told him not to, LWJ 5/10 my baby is not WWX or WWX's baby so even odds he'd just hand my baby off to someone else and maybe remember to tell me who he gave my baby to, JL 7/10 he is a baby but would trust for afternoon of babysitting bc good w/ fairy, LJY & LSZ 6/10, WN 5/10 same as LWJ, OYZ 8/10 bc has sibs so can help JL for afternoon of babysitting

(2/2) cont of the who would I trust with my baby, JFM 0/10, can't even trust him with his own kids, YZY 1/10 if she likes me well enough and she understands my baby is no threat to her baby's position, JGS -100000/10 keep this thing away from my baby, LQR 9/10 has good track record, WRH 0/10 my baby is not a Wen, WQ 4/10 wouldn't trust not to do experiments for science, WN 4/10 but goes to 5 if sis helps, JYL 8/10, don't go to battlefield and leave baby behind!

JZY: 1/10 (pre-marriage) blue-screens the instant he is entrusted with a child and cries harder than the baby, 9/10 (post-marriage) doting himbo father who is loving but still responsible, one point deducted for refusing to move out of Koi tower

WWX: 9/10 for short periods. Any longer and he'll get distracted and lose the kid

JC: 8/10 very dedicated but shouty so no recommended for sensitive babies

NMJ: 7/10 see above (deduct additional 10000 points if having a qi deviation)

NHS: 1/10 immediately gets into who's-the-baby contest with infant and flips out when baby spits up on his robes

LJY: 3/10 (alone) won't get the child killed but something in the kitchen WILL be on fire when you get home

LSZ: 15/10 (alone) the most perfect babysitter imaginable... and you are never able to book him because everybody ELSE wants him to babysit too

Sect Leader Yao: 10/10 endless droning will put immediately put baby to sleep, too cowardly to put the baby in any danger, portly physique indicates good cooks on staff, and clearly has competent lieutenants since his sect is still standing

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Cleopatra by The Lumineers is a perfect chastantine song and I need someone to suffer with me. I mean come on, like- Chas: "And I left the footprints, the mud stained on the carpet, and it hardened like my heart did when you left town," "So I drive a taxi, and the traffic distracts me from the strangers in my backseat, they remind me of you," "And the only gifts from my Lord were a birth and a divorce" (1/2)

(2/2) and John: "But I must admit it, that I would marry you in an instant. Damn your wife, I'd be your mistress just to have you around," "I was Cleopatra, I was taller than the rafters, but that's all in the past now, gone with the wind," and then the chorus suits both of them so well. I'm dying.

anon YES you are correct that whole album has chastantine vibes tbh, or at least "Sleep on the Floor" does to me, not so much bc of like, one-to-one lyrics but just the music video vibe of a potential timeline where two people bail from their toxic hometown/family life and go off together and give the relationship a chance as like, a lifeline to potential happiness but then the twist is it was just like an alternate reality and they didn't really do that and instead you get the "Cleopatra" timeline where they were in love and they almost gave it a go but they didn't go through with it and are now just. vaguely miserable and/or wistful about what could've been. (much more of a comics john & chas vibe to me, tbf, but still)

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HIHIIHIH OHYMOGSH STOP I HAVENT DONE A DAILY CHECKIN IN LIKE TWO THREE DAYS IM SORRY

igot so busy with applications plus homework on top of that 💔💔 BUT IM FINALTL FREE FOR NOW OTHER THAN THE FACT THAT I STILL HAVE MORE HW THATS DUE THIS WEEK

HOWARE YOYUUYOTU NOTHIGN HAS REALLY HAPEPEND FORME BUT IM REWATCHIGN BLUELOCK RN 😈😈

my mom gave me instant spaghetti to try and iwas so disappointed bc it was like tomato soup like the noodles were drowning int he sauce and i never wanna eat tha again.

ERMEMRMERM ILLKEEP THISONE SHORT BC I HAVE NTOHIGN ELSE TO SAY HUT ILL COMEBACK AND SEND ANOTHER ASK TRUST

three dailt questiosn bc i missed many

which bllk character would have a smiski collection bc i see my neglected three smiskis in the corner of my room rn HELP

which bllk charzcter wouls love instant spaghetti .. 💔

ANDAND AND UM would you rather be a showerhead or a faucet this question is so random .

- 🐙

HAII POPOO I MISSED YOU SM AT FIRST I WAS LIKE my notifications is missing something.. AND I EAS LIKE DID YOU DIE but then I remembered the bazillion stuff you talked abt in your last one so I was like if you're busy then it's understandable and so I patiently waited ANS IT PAID OFF!

I ALSO HOPE YOU TAKE BREAKS AS WELL

IM GOOD IVE BEEN WORKING ON MY BIO LABS and let ppl steal it from me bc they're too busy running off to witness fights THEN COME BY ME FOR NOTES haha atleast someone paid me a dollar for a file paper!!

I've been reading alot tho I'm reading a manga called the fragrant flower blooms with dignity AND I LOVE JS SM I WANNA EAT IT MEHAHSHHAHS anyways..and also this story interactive game I play it updated so i was so excited BC THE STORIES I READ UPDATED it's like episodes but better bc there's in game events like diamon rush where all choices are diamond free for a certain amount of days n stuff like that so I'm rich BUT I READ LIKE A CHAPTER IN TWO BOOKS AND I LOST SM DIAMONDS I NEED TO GET BACK MORE AND IM SO RHAKDNHAJDJED 😒😒

SEE JUST ONOY FROM 2 CHAPTERS AND THERES A LOT MORE I GOTTA READ IN DIFFERENT BOOKS. but anyways!

I tried rewatching bllk ans I got distracted LMAO

rn I'm watching jay play nocturnals I was watching kenji play it but his choices made me wanna bite my screen so..

HELPME INSTANT SPAGHETTI?? poor noodles..

ANSWERSS I sayy bachira for the smiskis nagi for the instant spaghetti AND ILL BE A SHOWERHEAD bc everyone loves showers unless you have a bathtub. I don't so shower head!

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𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ✦ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬. as a long time fan of sam and colby, you finally had the chance to meet them in person at a meet and greet at your local mall. of course you had always imagined how this moment would be but you never imagined it to escalate into something further…

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. can you write an 18+ story where y/n is a fan who gets the chance the meet Sam and Colby, then has an instant connection with Colby. He reaches out and they meet up again to hang out (or multiple times, your call) and hit it off. Would love to see dominant Colby, with y/n being a little bratty. Heavy smut, please and thank you! - anon <-

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. dom!colby, sub!reader, bratty!reader, oral fem!receiving, choking, spitting, spanking, use of handcuffs, overstimulation, cream pie, degradation, praising, names like (pretty girl, slut, whore…), hair pulling… 18+ mdni !

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬. i loved writing this bc u feel like it’s so imaginable and so fulfilling omg but ty for this request 💝 went a little bit crazy i hope the wait was worth it

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. 4.7k +

@/samandcolby posted an instagram post.

you read the notification for a second before clicking on it. it transferred you to the app where you saw sam and colby posing with the words meet and greet and the information the nearby mall they were holding it at.

your heart leaped. the mall was incredibly close by. you knew this was the chance to meet them. you had to go.

you made sure you were free the day of the meeting making sure nothing was going to get in the way.

the thought about what you were going to wear, how you’d do your hair, what you’d say. the more you thought about it, the more started to panic.

what would you say?

you shook the thought believing that when the time came you would know.

weeks passed until the day finally came. you had asked your friend to tag along with you. she agreed and offered to take a video of your interaction with them.

you thanked her. “thank you so much for coming, you’re a literal lifesaver.”

“of course y/n/n, anytime. im so glad you got this opportunity! you’ve been watching them for years.” she smiled, happy for you.

“yeah, it’s been a while. im so nervous i don’t know what im going to say.” you muttered getting your purse ready with all your necessities.

“don’t be nervous! if anything they’ll do the talking that’s how meet and greets work. you’ll be okay and ill be with you being your wing-woman!” she nudged you. you nodded swinging the purse over your shoulder and grabbing your keys from the counter.

“well, here we go.” you tell her walking out your front door.

you got to the mall early so you could get a good spot in line to meet them. the line was already kind of long once you got in it. you were excited but nervous. you distracted yourself the whole time by just chatting with your friend as well as a few other strangers who were in line to meet sam and colby.

you waited for about an hour before it was your turn to meet them. “here give me your phone, let me record!” your friend said excitedly.

“okay okay.” you responded quickly while the person in front of you was chatting with the two. you looked at them as you waited.

you had no clue what you wanted to say.

“okay you guys are next.” one of the security guards said smiling.

too late now.

“go go!” your friend whispered starting to record on your phone.

the blonde walked up to you first. “hey! how's it going?” he went straight in for a hug. “nice to meet you” he greeted.

you smiled and returned the hug back. “hi, im doing good, im y/n by the way.” you introduced yourself before turning to colby. “h-hi.” you stuttered over your words. your cheeks reddened. “sorry, im really nervous.” you smiled awkwardly.

colby thought your nervousness was cute.

“hi, im colby.” he pulled you in for a hug.

you couldn’t believe this was happening. you just hugged both of your faves. both sam and colby.

“y/n.” you stated smiling lightly.

colby gave you a light smile, staring at you for a few very long seconds before turning to your friend. “hey, im colby.” pulling her for a hug.

she smiled and returned the hug to them both. “hi! yessenia!” she smiled before going back to filming. “let me take a picture!!” she cheered.

you walked in between both of them, sam putting his arm around your shoulder and smiling at the camera. what threw you off guard was when colby stood beside you, he wrapped his arm around your waist. maybe he was just being polite but his touch ran chills through your body.

fortunately for you, colby noticed and grinned cheekily.

“sayyy cheeese!” yessenia said snapping a photo with her phone before going back to recording.

the three of you separated and you were expecting them to bid you goodbye but colby struck conversation with you while sam chatted to yessenia

“so how long have you been watching us?” colby turned to you.

“oh since the beginning practically.” you pursed your lips and bit your cheek nervously.

you couldn’t get over the fact that you were having a conversation with colby brock.

“wow, so an original. lovely, knew our fans were always so pretty.” he licked his lips and smiled confidently. the comment having you internally on the ground.

he just called you pretty. colby brock just called you pretty.

you didn’t know what to say so all you did was giggle. “thank you.”

“im assuming you follow us on instagram right?” he questioned, taking out his phone. you looked at him a little confused by the question.

“yeah, of course. i have your notifs on and everything-” you started to say but your sentence was cut off my a ping coming from your phone.

you took it out of your pocket, wondering if it was colby posting something or maybe it was another notification from anything else. what you didn’t expect was for it to be from instagram notifying you that colby brock followed you.

you widened your eyes.

“look, we gotta get the line moving but can i text you?” he boldly asked locking his phone and returning it to his pocket.

“oh? u-um yeah for…for sure.” you stumbled over your words.

“okay…” he smiled down at you. “great then.” he wet his lips.

he looked so good.

“okay…” you whispered. it was like he put you in a trance.

“alright.” he muttered quietly still staring at you.

all that was going through his head were ‘where has this pretty girl been all my life.’

“it was lovely to meet you y/n.” sam beamed giving you one last hug. he then turned to yessenia. “you as well!”

you hugged him back before turning to colby.

he didn’t let you speak he just grinned pulling you into a hug. “talk to you later.” he spoke in a hushed tone for only you to hear.

“mhm.” you tried to hold back the biggest grin.

you and yessenia walked off. the only thing going through your head was…there’s no way that just happened.

later that night, you were cozy in your bed rewatching sam and colbys old videos when you all of a sudden heard buzzing coming from your phone which was on your nightstands.

confused, you grabbed it turning it over revealing the illuminated screen that showed colby was calling you.

your eyes widened realizing what exactly was happening. you didn’t know what to do. of course you should probably answer it.

it took a few sprints across your cozy room to be able to click answer before it ended.

“h-hello?” you spoke to the tiny box.

“hello.” colbys familiar voice spoke back.

“h-hi.” your voice shook like crazy, nervous but filled with excitement. you couldn’t believe it.

“nice to hear your voice.” you could hear him laugh quietly. “i just wanted to call you to ask if you’d maybe wanna…hang out?”

your jaw dropped. hang out? like as friends? maybe more than friends? hopefully? possibly? not really?

you were overthinking the question for longer than you expected because colby spoke again. “y/n..?”

his voice sounded hopeful.

“oh, sorry sorry. um yeah of course.” you couldn’t hide your smile. “sorry, i just…i just want expecting you to ask me that.”

“how could i not? you’re very beautiful.” he complimented. “can you do tomorrow?” he went back to the subject.

“yeah, i can, just not in the morning. i usually go to the gym in the morning just to get it out of the way. it makes me feel productive because if i don’t go then i …” you had realized you were ranting off of the topic. “sorry, um yeah i can.” you nervously laughed.

“oh don’t be sorry, i like hearing you talk. i like seeing you talk more though, can i facetime you?” he questioned.

colby brock, youre going to make me pass out. you thought.

you took a deep breath. you didn’t know why you got so nervous. “yeah, of course. ummm on instagram or…” you secretly hoped he asked for your number.

“id love it if i could get your number?” holy shit.

“yeah of course.” you giggled. “ill text it.”

you texted him your number on instagram while you were still on call. he then texted your number a picture of him in his room. “ill call you back.”

you nodded forgetting he couldn’t see you. “right! okay.” you stood up from your bed.

he ended the call and as soon as he did you went to the mirror undoing your messy bun so that it didn’t look messy but so that it looked cute messy. you did it as fast as you could before hearing your ringtone.

you picked up the phone looking at yourself. you looked good. you then slid your thumb across your phone answering his call.

you couldn’t help the smile that appeared across your face as you saw him. he was shirtless lying on what you assumed was his bed in his bedroom. the lights in his room were a mix of blues, reds, and purples, making the room look euphoric.

he smiled as he came into frame. “hellooooo.”

“hi.” you were analyzing him. you couldn’t believe he was right there on your phone speaking to you. “i love the vibe in your room.”

“thank you, i actually just got the lights a few days ago. been loving them. you gotta come see one time.” he poked his cheek with his tongue and put a hand behind his head. the scene was beautiful.

“id love to, it looks so peaceful.” you lay on your stomach trying to get comfortable.

“mhm…” he licked his lips. “so let’s talk plans, i was wondering if you wanted to go get something to eat and we could go to the beach maybe? or if you want to we could just go to a park? or really anywhere you want…” his ranting was so cute. he pursed his lips waiting for your response.

“im okay with anything really. the beach sounds fun.” you agreed.

“perfect.” he fist pumped.

you ended up talking until 3 in the morning before he fell asleep on the call. you were drowsy but you didn’t fall asleep just yet. you admired the way he slept. he was so adorable and you found out, he has a light snore. not one of those annoying snores but a cute snore.

you decided it was time to go to bed but you didn’t hang up. you let the call continue as you drifted away into your dreams.

the next morning you reluctantly got up to go to the gym. you were more tired than usual given the fact that you normally don’t go to sleep that late. as you got done at about 9 you got yourself breakfast and started heading home.

at around 10:30 you got a message.

colby

Hello and good morning ����

to colby

hello to you too

colby

Did your gym workout go good?

to colby

as a matter of fact yes, i had a great workout. i showered and now im eating and watching tv

from colby

Very very glad. I wanted to ask around what time is good to hang out?

to colby

anytime that’s good for you

from colby

Okay how about around 3pm

to colby

that sounds perfect

from colby

Okay I’ll pick you up and dress comfy

to colby

comfy?

from colby

Yeah like maybe in pajamas just something you’re comfortable in

to colby

okay.. 👀

you then let the time pass continuing your show while you got dressed. it hit 2 o’clock so you started picking up your apartment wanting to come home to a clean space.

as you went downstairs to throw your trash away you received the anticipated text message that colby was now there to pick you up.

you practically sprinted up the stairs grabbing your bag which contained keys, your wallet, and phone.

you locked your door and went downstairs to meet him. he was waiting outside his car next to the passenger door.

“hello there.” he smiled walking toward you. you blushed and met him. he opened his arms to hug you and then opened the passenger door.

“hi, thank you so much.” you entered his car.

he closed the door and walked entering the driver's side. “you ready?”

you nodded setting your bag down. he started driving.

the date was wonderful. he took you to a sort of hill area that overlooked the west coast. before that, he bought you food so you guys talked and ate just getting to know each other. even though you were nervous going into the date, he made you feel extremely comfortable. whenever you’d talk his eyes would be trained on you; nowhere else.

you both talked about random things from sports, to how you grew up, to favorite things it was like you never ran out of something to talk about. there was no awkward silence at all.

this vibe continued through your many other dates. there was never a dull moment between you two.

you two continued to talk for the next 3 months, texting, calling, facetiming, hanging out, and eventually starting a relationship. you both had hit a point where you were always together, always talking or texting, there was hardly a moment where you weren’t in quick contact.

in the present, you were currently in colbys room waiting for him to come back from getting you both food. he insisted that you relax and he didn’t want you to move.

you were lying down just watching tiktok when you saw the door open. colby entered with takeout. “got the food babyyy.” he set the bags on the bed. “let me go get a little board to put the food on hold on!” he sprinted cutely out of the room.

the aroma of the food wavered around the room causing your stomach to growl.

“baaack.” colby sang walking back into the room. he was carrying a wooden board and placed it on the bed setting everything up to eat.

you both ate and watched a movie together. as the movie was finishing he cleaned up the bed so that nothing was on the bed but you two.

“that was definitely a plot twist.” you spoke about the movie.

“mhm..” colby groaned stretching finding himself turning over to be on top of you. the sound bringing you butterflies.

you sighed bringing your hand to comb through colbys hair. it was moments like these you appreciated so much. you loved just being in the presence of him.

you closed your eyes and you felt colbys lips make contact with your neck. you lightly smiled at his antics. he lifted his head and moved closer to connect your lips.

you responded kissing him back and cupping his cheeks pulling him closer to you. his right hand immediately going to your waist.

you both made out for minutes, as you usually did but this time felt different.

“god, you’re so beautiful.” he muttered against your lips. his hair tickling your face as he kissed all over you.

you tilted your head up to give him access. he started kissing and sucking love bites all along your neck. unfortunately, the sweatshirt you had on was in the way so you gently nudged him so that he got off you.

you then took off your sweatshirt revealing a tank top that hugged you just right.

he was on his knees looking down at you. admiring how you looked under him. he wanted to take you then and there but he wanted to make you feel comfortable first.

you tilted your head waiting for him to go back to his previous actions.

“how’d i get so lucky.” he put his hands on his hips.

“how did i?” you responded with the same question smiling lightly.

he laughed. his laugh was so beautiful.

you grabbed his hand pulling you back down onto him. immediately he connected your lips in a passionate kiss. you deepen the kiss shoving your tongue in his mouth trying to get him to be rough. he didn't get the hint so you bit his lip sending the message that you wanted him.

he pulled away for a second before taking his shirt off. you looked him up and down, lust clouding your eyes. his gaze on you - never looking away.

you decided to sort of bring him out a little.

“why do you look like you’re scared to touch me?” you playfully pouted.

he rose a brow. “oh yeah? want me to touch you?” he moved to sitting on his knees trailing his hands up and down your torso.

you nodded looking up at him doe-eyed. “mhm.”

he poked his tongue in his cheek before laughing humorlessy. “mmm, gotta be a good girl and earn it. then maybe ill give you what you want.”

internally, you wanted him so bad but you refused to show it. you took off your tank top to reveal a lacy black bra. you then followed by removing your sweats to reveal a matching set of underwear. “i can please myself if you won’t do it for me.” your hand went toward your sensitive spot.

“go on then, wanna see you do it.” his eyes narrowed watching your hand make its way toward your pussy. you were already ready for him; wet and aroused.

you decided to just go for it. you made contact with your clothes clit immediately gasping at the wanted attention it needed.

colby scoffed quietly before getting up. you watched him as he went to get something from his drawer.

his cuffs.

you remember watching a video a few years ago about how colby had a set of handcuffs in his bedroom.

“umm i like to be dominant alright…”

the moment replayed in your head, making a smile appear on your face.

“if you’re a good girl and you put these on…” he sat back on the bed. “i’ll give you exactly what you want, pretty girl.”

pretty girl.

it was so hard to resist him.

“fine.” you put both your hands in front of you so that he could cuff you.

he bit his lip slightly as you accepted his proposal. you moved back so that you were against the headboard.

“you’re sure about this?” he quietly said, putting the cuffs on you.

“mhm, im sure.” you responded. the room went quiet as he connected the cuffs. colby was staring at you while you were staring at the cuffs. he admired the way your hair spilled over your shoulders. he admired how you looked in your black lingerie. he admired how your lips looked slightly red from your makout session. “stop staring and do something.” you demanded trying to get your hair to move out of your face.

he chuckled at your impatience. he moved his hands toward your face brushing the hair back. he noticed your irritation with it.

“so impatient,” he mentioned, his tone lustrous and smooth. you sat against the headboard with your legs in front of you bent up. colby, at the edge of the bed, moved towards you placing both his hands on both your knees. he tapped them with his hands. “open up baby.”

you licked your lips and pursed them whilst you spread your legs. colby noticed the damp patch in between. he loved how wet you were. all he could imagine was how many times you had been this wet when you two had your usual make-out sessions. the thought alone had his dick hard - even though he’s been hard since you kissed him.

“wanna let me take these off?” he pulled at the waistband of your underwear. you nodded lifting up your hips so that he could slide them off. once they were off he leaned forward getting on his stomach in between your legs. he guided each of your legs to rest over his shoulders. “so pretty,” he kitten licked your sweet spot.

you sucked in a short breath. the contact giving you goosebumps. he continued to lick up - every now and then dipping his tongue in your entrance.

you could feel your arousal dripping down.

colby kissed on your clit, his touch still gentle. you wanted him to give you more. you wanted to thread your hands in his hair but the cuffs didn’t allow you to. “colby..” you whined. not responding he kept softly licking your pussy pulling you by your thighs so he could get closer. “please, stop teasing.” you moaned softly.

you could feel him smile against you. “beg for it.” he licked once more. “wanna hear you beg for it, cmon. be my whore. be a slut for my tongue go on.” he looked up at you, his eyes laced with lust.

“not begging.” your breathing was deep. trying to catch your breath you tried to push his head closer with your cuffed hands but he dodged your antics.

“beg or you’re not getting shit from me.” he demanded, his fingers trailing on the inside of your thighs.

“well then, guess ill just sit here.” you raised your brows settling your arms in between your thighs so he couldn’t look.

he licked his teeth. “tsk tsk, you know what…” he settled back in between your pussy and dove in. the harsh feeling of his lips sucking and licking on your clit like he was starving caught you off guard. you arched your back off the headboard as you tried to hold on to his hair.

“oh fuck…shit!” you moaned; your eyes rolling to the back of your head. he pulled you back towards him causing you to fall backwards on your back. your back continuing to arch and thrash as colby stimulated your clit.

“wanted to be a little brat? k then.” colby murmured against your pussy. sucking your puffy clit over and over and over. he fiddled with your clit with his tongue - moving it back and forth.

“fuck - feels so fucking good.” you groaned, trying to breathe.

“yeah? you like my mouth on your pretty pussy?” colby continued his attack. you were so close.

“mhmm, gonna get me so close. so so close - shit.” you gritted your teeth. there was no break. colby didn’t stop making your orgasm hit you out of nowhere. your thighs were shaking and closing around colbys head. he chuckled at how caged in he was. “cumming-” you said quickly.

“wanted my mouth, you’re getting my mouth. cmon baby gimme one more.” he stimulated your clit. “gonna give you so much more than my tongue.” you didn’t have time to question what he meant because you felt two fingers enter you.

you tried to lift up your head but you were restrained because you didn’t have a way to balance yourself. “oh my - god. yess.”

he thrusted his fingers in and out of you while flicking your clit with his tongue. then he would suck and pinch it with his lips. the sensation making your legs shake as you were nearing your second orgasm.

“look at your legs shaking. fuckin’ slut.” he spat on your clit then rubbing it over your clit.

“colby..” you moaned. “gonna cum again.” your hands were on your head laying there. you had no where else to put them.

“go on, let go baby. cum on my tongue.” and you did. colby kept stimulating you as you came on his tongue, moaning his name shamelessly. “yeah, that’s my girl. fuck, you taste so good. good girl.”

he talked you through your orgasm but still was sucking and licking your clit. the feeling overstimulating you.

you tried pushing his head away, failing. “t-too much.” you stuttered, your legs closing around his head shaking - once again.

he grinned finally pulling away, “look at how red your pretty pussy is.” he took one last lick. “what a good girl.” he made his way up your body connecting your lips. “how good do you taste, baby?”

you molded your lips with his, wanting to pull him by his neck. “take these fucking cuffs off, please.” you begged.

“aww but babyyy it’s so fun seeing you like this.” he caressed your hair.

“wanna touch you..” you clench your fists trying to move your hands.

“you’re so pretty, baby.” he kissed your lips. you pouted looking down at the cuffs. “okay okay.” he finally detached them and threw them in the floor.

you immediately lunged at him, connecting your lips and straddling him.

“woah baby, relax.” he put his hands on your waist. you started grinding on top of him and immediately whimpered because of how sensitive you were. colby only groaned at the contact. “fuck - yeah.”

you threw your head back frustrated you couldn’t bring yourself to move on top of him. “s’okay baby.” colby pushed you back against the bed. “gonna make you feel good again.” he reached to the nightstand to grab a condom.

“mm-mmm. wanna feel you.” you demanded pulling colby by his boxers. you trailed your hand down his v-line resting your hand on his print palming him. you could feel all of him through his thin boxers.

he moaned at your touch. “m’kay whatever you want baby.” he ran a hand through his hair. he pulled his leaky cock out of his boxers rubbing it along your clit. you made a tiny sound at the contact.

he lined himself up immediately pushing in; air immediately exiting your lungs.

colby didn’t waste a second before pulling out and ramming back into you, hitting your g-spot. “you feel so fucking good baby. so so good.” colbys head dropped forward in ecstasy. his arms reaching for your hands lacing your fingers together and holding them above your head.

colby then separated your fingers and connected his right hand with your throat. the sound that escaped your mouth was pornographic.

“so pretty, love seeing my dick in you.” you were fucked dumb; not responding just enjoying the pleasure he was bringing you. “let me turn you over, baby.” he demands.

you nodded, turning over so that he could drill into you from the back. your head pressed into the pillow. you were moaning against the soft surface before you let out a tiny yelp as he slapped your ass.

if hurt sooo good.

“feel good, baby? you okay?” he slowed down his thrusts.

“yes, colby. fuck feels soo good.” you felt tears in your eyes.

“my whore girl.” his hands were holding onto your hips. “taking my cock so well, gonna cum so good inside you.”

you nodded against the pillow. “please please, gonna cum.” you cried. you clutched the blankets on colbys bed as he picked up his pace.

“yeah, want my cum?” he groaned. “come on, go ahead baby. cum on my cock.” he slapped your ass once again.

you moaned for the final time before you climaxed. you tried to muffle your moans against the pillow but it was no use as your body went completely limp. the only thing holding you up was colbys hold on you.

colby turned you over mid-orgasm so that he could see your face as you reached your peak. the look on your pleasured face brought him to his own orgasm. he stilled for 2 seconds before continuing his thrusts - slowly coming down.

he rode out his orgasm as you lay there trying to catch your breath.

“s-so good baby.” he looked down at your throbbing pussy. “look at this shit.” he was whispering to himself. he pulled out seeing his cum dripping out of you.

he pushed it back in you spreading it all around your pussy. “covered all over.”

your head tilted looking at him. “shit.” you spoke.

“you look so pretty baby.” he kissed all over your face.

“you’ve said that already.” you giggled.

“can’t stop saying it.” he kissed your neck softly. “so so glad you’re mine baby.”

you gave him a chaste kiss. “glad i’m yours too, baby.”

© slxtarchive

[wrongcaitlyn]

now what does this mean in a real battle? a few months ago, i was curious and so i made a spreadsheet of 1v1’s between the seven, reyna, nico, and meg, and who i expected to win/why

the conditions of this was that they existed in a void, were allowed their primary weapons, no outside resources (water, earth, metal, godly interference) allowed, the aim to kill, and most importantly - no emotions/no morals (like, in a percy v annabeth fight, obvi neither would try to kille ach other - this was just me attempting to figure out who would win a fight quickest based solely off their powers, demigod abilities, and fighting skills

and i truly did feel bad about including will in this at first. i thought that he didn’t have a chance. but i wanted to include him anyway bc he’s my fav character. can you imagine my surprise when he got 3rd place overall, tied with leo at beating 7 characters in 1v1’s? (the top two were nico and percy btw, i don’t think that’s surprising at all)

so here’s those individual fights and how i think he would win (again, this is completely unrealistic, i just wanted to test their powers/potential)

percy v will: percy wins. i really don’t think that’s a surprise, i’m not claiming will’s the most powerful, just that he deserves more credit - anyway, i do think that percy could control the liquids in anyone’s body (he got second place and ik this is gonna be controversial but i do think that nico could beat him in a 1v1 no restrictions)

annabeth v will: will wins. the main strategy i used was a sonic whistle for distraction, then followed by a blinding light beam and plague powers. he could probably win with just one of the three and then an arrow, or another combination, or just cut out the sonic whistle and go straight in from the blinding light beam - however i think that takes like a few seconds to generate so i’m not sure. but either way, annabeth’s strategy does rely more on logic and her words so in a fight based on speed, it’d go to will

frank vs will: will wins. sonic whistle could affect animals too, even more so actually in certain cases (as seen with the dogs), so if frank tried to turn into a small animal or something to avoid the light beam, the whistle would still affect him. and then the plague powers again. frank does have more skill with a bow and arrow, but the whistle would be quicker

hazel vs will: again with the speed of the sonic whistle. if there was like a ground/metals around to manipulate i do think it would go to hazel, but because will’s power doesn’t rely on a weapon that she could manipulate using metal powers, the whistle/light combo would be quicker than her ability to manipulate the mist. fight goes to will!

leo vs will: i think that leo could defend himself from the light rays, but i think the sonic whistle would again throw him for just a bit of a distraction - long enough to get the plague powers going. leo relies a bit more on his building abilities than his fire powers, so if he managed to get will immediately with the fire then i do think it’d be a bit of a toss up - but yeah i gave this one to will

piper vs will: sorry piper but in a void where emotion is like not a factor charmspeak was pretty much rendered useless- fight goes to will

jason vs will: this one was tough for me because i was trying to figure out what would be faster: a light beam or lightning. i decided they’d probably end up like exploding in the middle or something, and then will would use the distraction to strike jason with a plague power (and even if jason tries to fly away from that, it wouldn’t really avoid the disease) but this one’s abt as close to a draw as it gets. i still gave it to will though

nico vs will: yeah that’s going to nico, but this is what i said in the table: sonic whistle could distract nico momentarily, but nico uses instant ghost powers, even if plague powers are enacted, resilience/pain tolerance pulls through

will vs meg: the problem with meg here too was that she relies a lot on plants and the environment, whereas will has the powers come straight out of him, and even though meg is a stronger fighter with weapons… well, blinding light beam and plague powers. i think that’s a combo that can defeat almost anything

and obviously these fights would severely exhaust him, but it’s just about taking the potential of these powers and put them up against each other - don’t take it too seriously. it isn’t even really the main point of the argument, but i just wanted to add it on the side

will solace is one of the most powerful demigods in the riordanverse in this essay i will

[vermillioncrown]

also the humor in the meta of this game is the best part since the world is such a shithole

=

the template messages are a meme themselves

- everything is a "dog" - turtles are "champions" ("therefore don't you dare!") - "you don't have the right" for any entryway that cannot be passed through either bc of a lock or game boundaries ("You don't have the right, O, you don't have the right; therefore, you don't have the right!" "Why is it always you don't have the right?" *despair emote*)

=

invasions. I fucking hate getting invaded bc i get sweaty during pvp, but it makes sense as a balancing mechanic for friendly summons so blegh

however there are some hilarious moments

1) my friend CC plays as the nastiest naked gremlin with double scythes and an imp head helmet. he needs to be naked bc he's barely spec'd to carry the weapons and still fast roll.

we were in my world and i get invaded, freak out and immediately back into a corner to protect my back, CC says "verm i'm gonna use the mimic to turn into a box and flank him"

the invader runs in and it's like looking at a mirror of CC, naked double scythe and all. he's gunning for me, and then CC pops out of hiding, invader takes one look at CC and bolts

"i can fight one coward - i can't fight myself" - invader's thoughts, prob

"GET HIM" we both start chasing, lose the invader in a hallway

CC ponders a bit "i know this guy. he thinks like me - HE'S PRETENDING TO BE A BOX THAT'S HIM" and we proceeded to kick the shit out of the fake box and booted the invader

2) normally i'm very shit at handling invaders, and verm bf isn't that great either (so we bolt towards the boss when we summon each other)

after the nth time being invaded i started throwing a tantrum

"fuck you, i'm not fighting" and used the 'spread out' emote to lie like a starfish on top of the grace point (respawn point)

verm bf is telling me to get up, don't give up "babe c'mon please", i've put my controller down and stay on the ground

the invader never manages to find me and ends up leaving after a few minutes

3) CC and i were back fighting this nighttime spawn boss, and bc it's in the open an invader is able to get to us WHILE we're fighting

invader comes in metaphorical guns blazing, sees us getting our shit wrecked -

and uses the 'kneel' emote to sit and watch. it was either a "i'll wait until you're done for an honorable duel" or "lmao the boss is doing my job for me"

=

my cocky mouth

CC "man i wonder how that guy died? does someone get pissed at you for taking this item - AAH careful spongebob!" (both of us streaming to each other on discord so we can watch elden ring while we play elden ring)

(he always "careful spongebob"s me bc i just fall all over the place like i'm drunk)

me, riding my horse along a ledge and checking the bloodstain "lol nope he's an idiot that fell to his death, i'm not stupid like -" *immediately, accidentally presses L3 to fast-dismount and launches myself into a ravine*

[skzkkun]

MTL likely to 'win' no nut november

pairing: OT8 x reader

warnings: just plain ol' smut ♡ฅ(ᐤˊ꒳ˋฅᐤ♪)

synopsis: if you don't know, no nut november is a kind of abstinence challenge !! and here are my thoughts on how skz would play the game !! also the moodboard is so irrelevant to the content, but its still cute <3 (1.0k)

most likely . . .

minho

i was really conflicted with minho ://

like, he’s probably the one who cares the least about the challenge (you would have to be the one to bring it up to him)

but he absolutely finds a voyeuristic thrill in seeing how you / the other members cope

huge fucking tease !!

when he gets you to lose-

and trust me, he will get you to lose

you better prepare for him to use that against you ;;

“is this what you wanted? such a fucking slut for your owner’s cock, you couldn’t even go a week without thinking with your cunt.” (꩜ㅅ꩜;)

“oh? kitty's gone quiet- can't speak, baby? my poor little fuckdoll, you wont need to speak if i’m playing with you like this, looks like you lost the little game”

he could probably go the whole month without touching himself tbh

as long as it meant he could still use you <33

(rest of the members below !!)

seungmin

is it controversial for seungie to be this high, this feels controversial. . . (•́ㅅ•̀; )

your honor, hear me out !!

i feel like this man could go without cumming for a while

would he be tense?? absolutely. would he want to fuck you and get the game over with?? of course

BUT he is the best in the group at hiding this !!

and you know this bitch would tease tf out of you as well

imagine watching a movie together, and he starts to run his hand up and down your body while you’re snuggled into him.

without a doubt he’d start chuckling when you get whiny, and play innocent when you call him out : “i’m not even doing anything, puppy. . . you just like being my little slut don’t you?”

chan

realistically, i feel like chan wouldn’t mind the challenge,,

he would 100% miss the intimacy of having sex w/ you — but much to your annoyance, he’s fine focusing on his work instead

♡ loves being able to focus on non-sexual affection !! ♡

but after a while he would start to get a little cranky. . .

ok,, maybe not being able to cum was getting to him more than he expected-

two weeks in, you finally get him to give up on the silly game !!

“c’mere, baby- please.”, he’d pull you onto his lap and have his hands all over you in an instant :0

the most passionate sex of your life !! “good girl, fuck you’re taking me so good. you were so good for me being able to not touch yourself for so long”

changbin

he’d probably be secretly competitive about it !!

i feel like changbin would immediately be pretty tense

he would channel his energy into working out

but that just turns you on more ꒰⑉♡-♡⑉꒱!

and see you turned on makes him horny. . .

so. much. eyefucking. >>>>

it gets to a point where you two get instantly needy as soon as you see each other ://

after he realised that jisung gave up a while ago, he’d stop caring about the game

he’d walk over to your apartment; when you open the door for him, he’d pull you into a heated kiss before you can even finish saying hello ;;

“princess, i need you so bad-” his hands would be all over you, groping your ass while he picks you up, “fuck, i don’t care about the game anymore, just please fuck me.”

jeongin

he’s another member i was conflicted about tbh !!

it would surprise you how into the game innie gets

like lee know and seungmin, he’s more that fine not getting off — its the fact that he can’t touch you that's hard for him

as soon as he realises how desperate you become, he becomes so smug omg !!!

sends you pics were you can the outline of his hard cock in his pants

and hand pics >>

and dirty texts . . . >>>

this man is secretly a whore, don’t @ me <3

he folds after a couple weeks bc he misses touching you too much

not that you’re complaining !!

hyunjin

hyunjin would be so cocky smh (; -ㅅ-)

similar to changbin, he would focus on dancing to distract him

would brag to the others about how well he’s doing in the challenge

even though he’s so! fucking! needy!

he’s the type to try and tease you, trying to get you to lose the game first

but that backfires when he starts to get worked up ;;

hyunjin’s smirk would drop, and he’d look up at you with wide eyes while you straddle his thigh; as you begin to grind on it :(( he'd become so needy for you

he would actually go speechless; leading to you teasing him more <3

so dramatic, this poor baby would probably start crying if you teased him enough

felix

lix would start the challenge so giggly and confident

after a couple days the regret HITS

he would get so desperate !! and whiny !!! and it's only the first week (ㅠ.ㅠ;)

you’d start to notice him getting more and more spaced out during the day — his mind fuzzy with the thought of getting off

of course you would start to tease him <3

:(( poor baby tries so hard to not touch himself :(( he just wants to be a good boy !! :((

he thinks he can get away with palming himself through his pants when he really wants relief

but he just cums in his pants (;•͈́༚•͈̀)!

jisung

this fool busts a nut immediately (-ㅅ-)

you two decided to have one last night of fun before the challenge began

rookie mistake </3

as soon as sungie wakes up, and sees the toys you two used the night before, the perv gets instantly hard and goes to jerk off (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

he’s the real genius of the group

bc now he can cum as much as he wants <33 !!

i just know that he wouldn’t tell the members how quickly he gave up until the final week skdbhsf

least likely . . .

© 2021 copyright. all rights reserved skzkkun

[miekasa]

love talk

+ pairings: eren yeager + (fem) reader

+ genres and warnings: it’s not important that eren is a tattoo artist i just wanted to share bc i gave him tattoos here :’), fluff i think, smut/nsfw content, if you see a hint of eremin then no you don’t </2

+ word count: almost 2k, sickening innit luv

+ notes: yeah, still thinking about eren speaking german during sex bc he’s losing his mind hehe. i suppose this is the… softer version. might post another one later, who knows. and yes, i did almost name this pussy talk. 

Unbeknownst to him, Eren Jaeger speaks three languages.

The first two are obvious, but English is his preferred language; the one you’ll find him speaking most often. It only makes sense, seeing as it’s what the overwhelming majority of people, media, and signs spew at him.

The second is more reserved; something you might assume given his name, but not know for sure unless you asked, or stuck around long enough to catch him rambling excitedly to Armin in German, with broken slang phrases of English interspersed. It’s fascinating—cute, moreover—the way he stumbles back and forth between both tongues; and the difference in tone between them. You’re not sure if your own bias is peeking through, but you’re certain Eren and Armin both sound a little… meaner in German; more sarcastic, at the very least—and you wouldn’t be surprised to find out they were talking shit the whole time.

Though, there is a special, reserved intonation to his mother tongue that shows itself when Eren’s around you. It doesn’t seem to be by choice—gone beyond comprehension that he’s forced to revert to grunted expressions and curses in a language foreign to his surroundings. You assume them to be curses; you never can confirm, and Eren seems to not even be aware of his switching in the heat of the moment, can never quite recall what he was saying to you.

There are times when he’s reduced to mere sounds, no comprehensible words between the hundreds of thousands he knows—only guttural moans, and breathy sighs, and he seems to not even be able to understand himself. You have to admit, it’s a bit of an ego boost to be able to fuck your boyfriend stupid in two languages.

And at first glance, Eren doesn’t seem like the type of guy to know about anything outside of himself. He doesn’t seem like the full-sleeve, three ear piercing, tattoo artist kinda kid; but Eren Jaeger speaks the language of pictures, of symbols, of images, that he is able to decipher and give meaning to upon creation. He’s got a penchant for art, and a vision bigger than himself, so it’s only right that he takes his knowledge and applies it in its most permanent form. The tattoos are more than a hobby for him—they’re an extension of himself, his art, his language; and his body is the only canvas fit enough to capture them.

So, here, with Eren laying on his back, chest exposed, arms bent for his hands to rest against your waist, you get to see the culmination of all the words and all the pictures, from all the languages he’s deemed important enough to find a place on his skin.

“Do all of your tattoos have a meaning?” you question, reaching your hand up to trace over the delicate waves that ride along his right collarbone.

“No,” Eren winces when you move—just enough of him to feel an ounce of friction inside of you, but not enough to give him what he wants. He wiggles himself a bit, desperate for something, “Not at all.”

It makes you chuckle, with a sort of disbelief, at both his words and his actions, “You get things tattooed on your body that don’t mean anything to you?”

Eren lets out a shaky breath, followed with a boyish smile. He blinks at you slowly, lids fluttering and hands gripping tightly at your body, “Learned that not everything has to have a deep meaning to want to keep it around,” he tells you, right palm moving to venture over your tummy, and up your sides, “Somethings you just love.”

You don’t miss the lilt in his voice on the word ‘love,’ but you play it off, rolling your eyes at his deliberately sweet affections, and then, gently, your hips, “Pretty poetic for something with no meaning.”

“Yeah, well, Armin taught me that,” Eren grits, hands fastening themselves at your hips again.

“You talk about Armin a lot when we’re in bed you know,” you taunt him, moving your fingers to trace over more of the tattoos that litter his right shoulder, “Something I should know about?”

Eren shivers at the feeling—of your fingertips on his skin, and what he swears was an intentional clench around him, “You don’t seem to mind.”

You smile at him, enjoying the contortions of his face when you run your hands down his chest, palms pressed lightly against his pelvic bone. Eren bends a knee, but does he best to remain still, and you can’t help but to chuckle. He looks pretty when he’s trying his best.

“I’m greedy,” you tell him, raising your hips, and pausing in your words as you slowly lower yourself back on to him.

“Trust me,” Eren scoffs, a façade to cover up his reddening cheeks and shaky thighs, “I know.”

He tries to move his hips up, desperate for something more; for you to fucking move, but, you keep your hips perfectly still. Instead, you reach your arms behind you, and onto Eren’s thighs, cementing them to the bed. He groans, his hands sliding down to your own thighs, fingertips digging into your flesh.

“And you called me greedy,” you huff, amused, as Eren rolls his eyes beneath you. When you’re sure he’s not going to move, you bring your arms back around, palms splayed on his stomach, “Relax. This is what you asked for, isn’t it?”

“Honestly, in an ideal world, this would be happening when I was playing COD, not when I was already impossibly hard with morning wood. And with a lot less teasing on your part.”

You have to laugh—genuinely giggle—at Eren’s blunt honesty. He’s unintentionally charming; another linguistic skill he seems unaware that he’s proficient in. You can tell he doesn’t understand the source of your amusement, but the look in his eyes, the twinkle in his irises lets you know he’s too far gone to even care.

“Call it a lesson in self-control,” you say, moving your hands to his sides in time with a shallow grind of your hips, “Besides, I’m admiring you.”

Eren keeps his hands anchored on your thighs, shivering at sensitivity of his dick coupled with your hands stroking over his pecs, “Lesson fucking learning—babe, fuck, please—”

“Shh—not yet,” you coo, and reach to pull his arms off of you, leaving you with room to admire his sleeve. You take pity on him, holding his right wrist with both of your hands, before slowly beginning to bounce on him.

Eren squirms, his free hand reaching to grab at the flesh of your ass, eyes blinking open to watch his cock be buried inside of you. The relief is instant—for the both of you—immediate groans and shallow profanities slipping past your lips as you build a steady pace to ride him.

“Tell—tell me what this one means,” you question slowly, keeping your right hand around his wrist, but using your left to point to the tattoo; a stylized line art of crossed wings.

“Some shit about freedom,” Eren grunts, fingers twitching, “Fuck, babe—more, please, I’ll—”

Eren cuts himself off with a whine, and you hiss yourself, lifting your body all the way to the tip, before lowering yourself again at an agonizingly slow pace. At this rate, you can feel everything; every vein on his shaft, every twitch of his cock. You feel Eren deep inside of you, even see where the bulge outlines your tummy.

You still yourself for just a second, catching your breath, anchoring yourself on Eren. You’re pretty far gone yourself, but you want more; for yourself, and for him. You do your best to stay coherent, slowly grinding atop of him, questioning him about another tattoo on his arm, ignoring the way his palm grips at your bicep. It’s a small one, with detailed Japanese characters that you can’t understand, but appreciate anyway; it’s one of your favorites, and you ask Eren about its meaning, clenching yourself around him as punctuation to your question.  

Eren sucks air between his teeth, left hand pulling back to run his fingers through his hair, a grunted word in German falling from his lips. You smirk, but let him try to answer you.

“I don’t fucken’ know,” Eren grumbles, head thrashing from side to side, “It’s really fucken’ hard to remember anything—shit—like this. S’fucking torture.”

“Hm,” you hum, not satisfied; eager for more of Eren’s love language, “Tell me something in German, instead, then.”

But Eren can only babble beneath you; sounds incoherent in either language—reduced to desperate whines and grabby hands at your thighs, waist, boobs—anything. You lean forward, letting go of Eren’s tattooed wrist, and reaching to ghost your fingers over his lips.

“Come on, Eren, you’re usually so good at it when we do this,” you taunt him, words coated in sweetness that distract you from keeping up your pace, “Just want you to talk pretty to me. Tell me something, baby.”

Eren’s eyes travel from your fingertips, up your arm, neck, and to your face. When he meets your gaze something shifts; eyes heavy with want, and bitter with dissatisfaction.

So, he reaches for your extended hand, laces your fingers together, “Something like what?”

You wrap your fingers around his, then do the same with your left hand, “Anything.”

“Anything?”

“Yeah,” you affirm with a smile, finally satisfied.

Eren grunts, bending his right knee for leverage before he flips you over, hands still intertwined, but now pinned over your head, harshly pressed into the pillows below. He buries his head into the crook of your neck; licking a stripe along your collarbone, where you’d teased him minutes before. Then up, up, up, your neck to the shell of your ear, retreating downwards to suck on the skin just beneath your ear, nipping with pointed teeth.

Eren keeps his weight on you, the length of his cock sliding over your slick folds while he bites angry, red blotches into your skin—a kind of impermanent tattoo of his own making on your body. The friction is good, but not enough, and you wonder if Eren intends on teasing you as long as you’d done to him; but, he breathes heavy breaths up your neck again, before mumbling a series of foreign syllables into your ear.

He hovers over your face, satisfied by the daze in your eyes; the slight openness of your mouth. It’s you who looks dumbstruck now, a foreigner to his ministrations; and for once, he’s in control with his second tongue.

“What—what does that mean?” you finally ask, squeezing your eyes briefly when Eren teases the tip just past your entrance.

Eren chuckles, airy, gritty, and cocky all at once. He pushes his cock inside of you, balls deep, only to pull out almost all the way, before leaning forward just slightly, so that his bottom lip grazes over yours.

“It means I love you,” he whispers, hips bucking forward, “Try to remember that, ‘cause I swear I’m gonna fuck you stupid, baby.”

[harrysgoldenline]

When In Italy Part 4

here is part 4! Um this chapter has bad words and some adult themes so warning for that! The next part will be the last, so let me know what you think! Are they end game or no? Also! If you want a personalized imagine, check out my pinned post! If you want to support me ---> please click here! every little bit helps bc im a broke ass college student so thank u to anyone who wants to support me :)

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You stood frozen as he stepped out of the elevator, his eyes soft as he met yours, waking towards you.

“Get away from me.” you whisper, attempting to push past him and get into the elevator, pressing the door closed button before even pressing a floor, not wanting him to get any closer.

“Y/N, wait!” he rushed, sticking his hand between the doors and stopping it, his tall frame standing before you that you quickly push past, going back to lock yourself in your apartment, and lock him out, “Please, let me explai-“

“No!” you stopped, voice firm as you turned to face him, “you can’t keep doing this! you can’t keep showing up like this! So just leave me alone.”

You kept walking, ignoring his pleas as he came after you, successfully unlocking your apartment door rapidly, but you catch a glimpse of rings as he hand stops the door.

“Please.” He whispered, not pushing the door open and you saw a flicker of his eyes and you could almost see the sincerity in them, “I know I don’t deserve it, I really don’t, but I would just love to talk to you for real this time, anything you want to know.”

“and you’re not gonna be an asshole this time?” you asked, leaning against the doorframe, peaking at him, “because if you are, I swear to god Styles I will give you 5 seconds to get the fuck out.”

“Promise.” He nodded and your heart believed him, so you opened the door.

You watched as he shoved his hands deep in his pockets, slowly entering your apartment and you didn’t miss how his eyes scanned you quickly, before bouncing around the apartment, looking around the space he used to be so familiar with.

You watched how he headed to the couch about to sit but stutter stepped a bit, scratching the back of his neck and looking at you, almost asking you if it’s okay if he sits down.

You gave him a soft smile and nod, tucking a loose hair behind your ear and sitting on one side of the couch, thankful he sat on the other, giving you each plenty of space as your eyes met. The tension was slowly rising, looking at each other as you sat, wondering who was going to break the silence.

“I never meant for anything to happen.” he whispered, his head falling as a shameful look covered his face, avoiding your eyes, “After the breakup… I- I was just lost. I was messing up at work and I just was doing shit. Then, it was like only like a month ago, I was getting drunk all the time and she just came into my trailer and we were talking and then she kissed me.”

You just nodded, biting your bottom lip and picking at your nails, peaking up and looking at him, your glossy eyes meeting his bloodshot ones, not really having anything to say in response.

“And I just…” he started, “I wanted to feel better, feel anything. So, we just started hanging out more and I just really wanted to feel something, feel a connection. So we took a trip to Italy because… It’s always been a place that made me feel better and then…”

“Yeah.” you chuckled, “and then… Why did you bring her to our house? I know we haven’t talked about that kind of stuff, but it’s mine too Harry and… just seeing you two there? I never felt more replaceable than I did when I saw you two.”

“Oh love, no.” He whispered, scooting closer to you, a hand coming up to cup your face to help your eyes meet, but he retracted it back before he made contact with your skin, “I’m so, so sorry. I’m so sorry and I will never be able to prove to you, but that was never my intention to ever hurt you. The breakup was a mistake.”

“I… How am I supposed to believe that?” you squeaked, voice cracking as the barrier breaks, tears falling on your cheeks as you looked up at him, “We we’re together for years and you just- I mean fuck Harry! I haven’t even thought about even starting to flirt with someone and you’re…”

“We’ve never had sex,” He quietly added cheeks turning a bit red, “or done anything like that. At all, I just… couldn’t.”

Your eyes widen a bit at the confession, watching as he looked at his hands, a slight twinge of embarrassment on his features.

“Oh.” you whispered, “I know I shouldn’t be mad, we… we aren’t together and you have have the right to do whatever you want but it’s just… hard. Especially when I wasn’t expecting it. I went to Italy to try and get away, everything in the city makes me think of you, I don’t know why I thought staying at the house would be any better but, I just wanted to get away.”

“Sorry I ruined your trip.”

“Sorry I ruined your hookups.”

He let out a laugh, the smile staying a bit longer when he noticed you had subconsciously scooted a bit closer to him.

“It’s not like I ever really wanted to… Even little Harry only wants you.” he flirted and an instant, loud laugh leaves your lips, leaning forward and your brace yourself on his shoulder, a simple thing you had done over the years countless times, but still made his heart skip a beat.

“Oh my god,” you said between breathless laughs, your bodies now less then a foot apart as you smiled up at him, “please do not call it little Harry!”

“What do you prefer?” He smirked, “rather I call it bi-“

“What the fuck?” a voice spoke suddenly, both of your red eyes going to your front door and seeing your best friend standing their, her eyes wide in a mix of confusion and anger. Your hand retracted from his body quickly, your best friend looking at you with soft eyes, her eyes darting over to Harry’s and you see the fiery anger behind them, “Y/N, please tell me he was getting whatever shit he left behind and is leaving.”

“We were just talking.” You started, glancing over at Harry, seeing a bit of fear behind his eyes and your lips quirked up in a smile that quickly faded seeing the anger in y/bff/n eyes.

“What do you want to talk to him about? How he broke your heart again?” She asked, confusion and concern laced in her voice, “I’m sorry, y/n, I just… I can’t watch you go through all of it all over again and again.”

You opened your mouth to protest, but he quickly stood up beside you giving you a quick nod as he glanced over at y/bff/n the back at you, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have just showed up. It was so good to see you, y/n, I’ll get out of your way.”

“Harry, wait!” you stood up, hating the softening in your voice, “I want to talk more… are you staying or do you have to go back to L.A?”

“I’ll be here as long as you need me. And if you want me gone, I’ll book my flight. Okay? It’s up to you, whatever you want.”

“Okay… Can I call you later?”

“You can call me anytime, I’ll pick up.”

***

Y/bff/n definitely wasn’t thrilled with you.

“I just feel like this is a bad idea, y/n!” She had exclaimed once Harry had left your apartment, “He’s gonna hurt you again! What could he possibly want?”

“I dont know, I just… I dont know.” You sighed, sitting across from her on your couch just like you did with him, “I love him and I don’t know what’s going to happen but I don’t want to end up hating him.”

She nodded, looking at you as your eyes glazed over again, “Hey, okay, I’m sorry. I just don’t want you upset. Do you still wanna go try this new place or just hang out here? Let’s get your mind off of everything, you need a break, yeah? Especially if you’re going to talk to him later.”

“Do you think I should?"

“If that’s what you think, I think you should. You know him.” She nods, “but I swear to god if he makes you cry again he’ll have to deal with me.”

So now, here you were, waiting on him to come back to finish your talk from earlier. It was helpful hanging out with y/bff/n, listening to her advice as she gave you a bit of the reality check that you needed, making sure he won’t sweep you off your feet with his familiar charm.

Your heart rate never fully calmed down as you waited for him to come back to your apartment after y/bff/n dropped you back off after your afternoon together and you were glad for the few hours of a distraction, but now your mind was fully occupied with him once again as you sat on your couch.

The knock on your door caused you to jump, hoping up and checking your appearance in your hall mirror before swinging open the door, seeing Harry standing their with a bouquet of flowers, a small smile on his face.

“Got these for you,” he began, “shoulda showed up with them when I kinda crashed into you earlier… but I was so nervous I didn’t think about it, honestly.”

“Thank you.” You softly replied, eyeing up at him and taking them from his grip, letting out a shaky breath as you welcome him in and turn on your heel, going to your kitchen to place them into a vase quickly before going back to him, seeing him in the same spot you two were sitting in earlier.

“I just wanted to say I’m sorry again… and thank you for letting me come back and talk to you at all, really don’t deserve your time, but I’m thankful for it.” He began, eyes glued onto yours as he scooted closer to you when you sat down, his fingers tentatively trailing on your arm before laying his hand on your own, “I… I want you back, y/n. I want to be with you, I never stopped wanting just you.”

“Harry, I… I don’t know what to say.” You started, “I just… there’s so much still up in the air and it’s all happening so fast. Are you still with Olivia?”

“No, of course not.” He instantly answered, “we were never anything real, I left Italy when I went to the house and you were gone. I came back here and I just… I would sit outside your building in my car and just try and get the nerve to walk in to talk to you, but I was so scared of you telling me to leave again.” Harry started deep into your eyes as he continued, his own welling up with tears, “I love you so much and I was such an idiot and fuck baby… I’ll do anything to prove it you.”

Now, you two were just inches apart, his hand cupping your cheek as you leaned into it, eyes glued onto his eyes as both of your gazes were glassy, sets of eyes wandering down to one another’s lips. Your eyes fluttered up and looked at him, his nose nudging into yours, seeming to test the boundary and you simply nodded, causing him to connect your lips in an instant.

Your lips met softly, gaining speed as the passion overflowed you both as the familiar move came back easier than either of you could have imagined. You both moaned into one another’s mouths, his tongue quickly sliding past your lips as your crawled onto his lap, fingers gripping the soft material of his shirt.

Things escalated quickly as he carried you into your bedroom, body hovering over yours as his body pressed against yours, the articles of clothing disappearing piece by piece, lips never separating a second longer than they had to you as you refamilarized yourselves with one another.

His fingers dug their way into your waist as he kissed you harder, singular pieces of thin material being the only things separating you and as Harrys fingers slipped down, pulling back and looking up at you for permission, your breath caught in your throat, reality hitting you like a wave.

“I can’t do this.” You whispered, fingers removing themselves from his hair as you covered your face, voice wavering as tears welled up in your eyes once again, “I-it’s all too much, too fast- I-I, I don’t think I can do this, Harry- I can’t.”

“Fuck, it’s okay.” He whispered, crawling off from on top of you, scrambling to pick his t shirt off the floor and handing to you, quickly covering your body with it, “Fuck, I’m sorry, did I hurt you?”

You nodded quickly, knees tucking into your chest as you let out soft cries, flinching as his arm came around you, going to comfort you with the soft stroke of his arm and retracted it quickly after seeing your reaction.

“I-I… I just keep seeing you and her in my head.” You whispered, “…I don’t know if I can do this.”

[quirrrky]

GETTING YOU TO TAKE A REST FROM STUDIES —» scenarios —» ft. hirugami, kuroo, oikawa, tsukishima  —» A/N: I know a lot of us are stressed with school incl me, so here’s a little something to lift you up. Esp dedicated to 🍣 anon. You can do it, bby! (Plus, I hope I did Sachi well bc I love him too)

»— HIRUGAMI

You were so focused on reviewing in the library, eyes dire tired from reading, until you felt something soft pressed your cheek. You turned your head and your eyes sparkled at the very instant. It’s a cute shiba inu plush pillow and Sachi.

“I bought this for you so you’ll be encouraged to take a rest.” He said. “You can use it when you want to take a nap.”

You gulped. Truly, the cute fluffy plushie was very convincing, but you have to study! He knew you needed a short break and you’ll only lose focus if work yourself too much.  

“How about just a little stroll outside so you can take a break?” 

Why did he have to make it so hard to resist? You just gave him a look that meant ‘you can’t’. Internally, you congratulated yourself for rejecting him for your studies no matter how difficult. And it was very difficult. You just wanted these finals to end. 

Sachi sighed. You were obstinate. It’s what he found difficult about you and what he loved too. 

“How about...” Rubbing the back of his nape, he slightly turned his subtly flushed face. “If it helps, I’ll give you a kiss for every mistake so it wouldn’t hurt that much.”

You both blushed and you knew so well that you couldn’t pass up on this one, “I guess...we can have a short walk.” 

»— KUROO

“What is this? Are you a panda now?” He teased, holding your face and tracing the underside of your eye. It’s your lunch break and you just finished eating your meal together when you decided for an alone time at your campus’ rooftop. 

“Hey! I really studied hard. I honestly wanted to sleep you know.” You sighed slumping your tired and heavy shoulders forward.

“I see...here,” Kuroo tapped and offered his shoulder. You blushed and he teased, “Shy now, aren’t we?”

Before you could even think this over, he already cradled your head while chuckling and placed it on the nook of his neck. The scent of the fabric conditioner on his clothes oddly made you comfortable and his calming breathing was leaving you sleepy. 

"Wake me when it’s already time, okay?” You mumbled.

He chuckled and retorted, “If you want, I can even carry you back to your room.”

You chortled and nuzzled further into his shoulder. He laughed as he felt your smile against him. He caressed the side of your head and leaned his own on yours. “Nap now, sweetheart.”

»— OIKAWA

"I thought you have training today?" You questioned when he said that he'd be staying with you all day.

"Y/N-chan, you're shooing me away?" He said, feinting shock and hurt. "I'm staying so you'll have motivation to study."

"You're more like a distraction, pfft." You complained yet a smile was evident on your face.

"I know, right?" He smiled and winked at you then wrapped his arms around you. The moment he rested his chin on your head you knew he won't stop until he gets you to rest. He placed kisses on your cheek, rubbed his nose against your it and cozed further, "Join me. Just 20 minutes, please."

Tooru knew so well that you won't be able to say no, if he pulls that off.

»— TSUKISHIMA

He was helping you with History when he noticed that you were no longer giving your usual hum of acknowledgment. You fell asleep. For a brief moment, he was about to tap your shoulder to wake you up, but he thought that leaving you with all studies and no sleep was just counter-productive.  

Running his fingers through your hair, Tsukki tucked the strands that covered your face behind your ear. He fixed his gaze upon you as he rested his chin atop his knuckles and smirked. "So you get tired after all, huh?"

Tsukki continued fiddling with your hair for a while until he stood up to fetch a blanket. He wrapped it over you and placed a soft kiss on top of your head—making sure it's light enough so you don't wake up, but you smiled. He tensed up a bit and wondered if you were just dreaming or you indeed caught him being mushy, which was something he'd be embarrassed about. 

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