#but also please don’t bc i wanna drink another one

[androidboy]

i just drank a cappuccino and everything feels so right in the world

[val-cansalute]

Can u do a drabble or hcs on cuddling Ellie?

Ur writing is so good I love everything U write :>

WREATHE

warnings: not much, mostly fluff, basically the rq, mdni with my account tho😏

a/n: IM SO SORRY THIS HAS BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR I KID YOU NOT LIKE HALF A YEAR IM GENUINELY SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME 😰 thank you so much for sending the rq even though i took the piss responding, also this is a drabble bc i don’t think i’d be good at doing hcs 😭 i have some shit coming up at uni so i prolly won’t put anything out for a while but i have an idea for a new fic in the drafts !!! very excited…

ramadan has started which means israel’s violence against the Palestinian people will worsen as it does every year, purely for the sake of inflicting even more psychological torture on them. please, now more than ever, pray for them if you’re religious, talk about palestine, boycott, protest, strike, donate if you can, contact the people in charge. don’t let people forget. here’s a link to some details on the situation. everybody stay safe 💗.

10:47 - you return from a strenuous day of patrol and odd jobs around Jackson. You’re slightly tipsy, a drink or two from the Tipsy Bison churning a pool of warmth within your stomach.

The place is stagnant when you push the door open, as if coming home to nobody.

Ellie must’ve gone to bed early today.

You drift to the bathroom despite the fact that the house feels apocalyptic, and sit in the gentle rush of water, scrubbing your skin weakly with aching arms.

When you enter your room, everything is still, except for the rhythmic rise and fall of Ellie’s figure beneath the covers on the bed backed against the wall.

You throw the dampened towel that is slung over your shoulder carelessly and walk over to the bed, gently settling beside her.

For a while, you feel content. Sleep is lulling you in, the room is shadowy, the bed is warm, and the sound of Ellie’s deep-sleep-breaths (totally not snores at all, she swears) are soft like TV static in the back of your mind.

Your eyes are on the verge of fluttering close for the last time tonight so you turn onto your side and nestle into the crook of your shoulder.

Then, there’s a harsh jolt and the bed shifts. You can feel Ellie’s puzzled gaze raking over you, the realisation that you’re home setting, and your lips twist into a smile subconsciously. The night rarely ends without the inebriating buzz of affection.

A quiet sigh escapes the enclosure of her blush-pink lips before she reclines into the pillows once more, eyes never leaving the still curvature of your figure. Not a moment passes and her arms encircle your waist, warmth embracing your torso and pressing against your hair like a wreathe of absolute comfort.

A barely audible mumble tickles the helix of your ear,

“Hey, babe,” accompanied by the phantom touch of her lips against your cheeks in her half-asleep state. You scrunch your nose before turning into the love she offers you.

“Hey, Els.”

You begin to mumble butterfly details about the happenings of the day as you feel the surface of her skin raise with goosebumps under the delicate tracing of your fingertips - down her bare thighs, along the round of her hip, along her stomach and under her boobs - easing airy chuckles out of her.

“Whatcha doin’?”

“Hm? Nothin’…”

You can already picture the smirk on her dazed face,

“Ya sure there? You want somethin’, babe?”

A playful scoff and she’s looking at you with feigned shock against the weight of tired eyelids,

“Can’t I feel you? I just wanna be close to you,”

“I’d say we’re pretty close, ya know?”

“Never close enough,” you clarify and the rasp of her laugh fades into silence and she presses a kiss onto your head, and then another, straining her neck till she’s face to flushed and grinning face, stringing a blizzard of soft, dewy kisses across it.

“Alright, alright!”

“One more- mwah,” she smacks her lips against your scrunched up mouth aggressively, leaving a gross patch of saliva, and smiles dumbly to herself, tightening the hold of her arms around you to which you groan.

Tight against her gentle sway, she mutters a quiet confirmation,

“Never close enough,” and then runs the rough pads of her fingertips along the expanse of your skin, lingering a moment on your thighs.

It’s like the rustle of a spring breeze and it draws your eyes to a close.

As you drift further from the surface, you feel the soft tingle of Ellie’s foot nudging your ankle and the distant haze of her voice whispering,

“You sure you don’t want anything, baby?” and you’re asleep.

also, absolutely no one asked for this but here are some pictures of my fat ass cat (cutest patootie evah 😆😆):

[mythicmin]

Overwatch NSFW Alphabet(s)

MDNI!! If you are under the age of 18, please DNI. Character requests are OPEN. Just slide into my ask box and specify which character you’d like to see :)

𝑱𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒄𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆 / 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒚

A = Aftercare ;

McCree is a firm believer in aftercare. Chances are you aren’t getting up to do ANYTHING for at least an hour. (unless he has somewhere he needs to rush to.) Need to pee? He’s gonna carry you. Thirsty? Hungry? Give him a second, he’ll be right back with your favorite drink/snack.

B = Body part ;

You can’t look me dead in my eyes and tell me he isn’t an ass man. He’s practically obsessed with it. Doesn’t matter where you’re at or who you’re with, chances are he’s got his hand on your ass or in your back pocket.

C = Cum ;

Bro is definitely a slut for facials if he can’t cum inside of you. There’s just something possessive about it, like he’s marking you as his.

D = Dirty secret ;

Secretly wants to get topped, cmon he’s a cocky little shit. Put him in his place and make him beg for you. ❤︎︎

E = Experience ;

I am a firm believer in thinking he’s got some kind of old fashioned way of thinking. He knows what he likes, but doesn’t have much experience with it. I know we all love fuckboy McCree, but him being a virgin makes me giggle.

F = Favorite position ;

Doggie. Need I say more?

G = Goofy ;

Bro is a whole clown in bed and you can’t change my mind. He knows how to act serious when need be, but he always wants to see you smile. Even if he’s balls deep in you.

H = Hair ;

I think he manscapes a bit, he’s never bare though. There’s always some sort of hair framing his cock, clean shaven just isn’t his style.

I = Intimacy ;

Lil western baby treats you like the princess/prince you are. Sure he loves fucking your brains out, but making love to you is another favorite past time.

J = Jack off / Masterbate ;

I don’t really know to be honest, I feel like he’d think he’s too busy to get himself off. But maybe it’s just hidden cockiness that only you can get him off.

K = Kink ;

Anal. I know this man eats ass as well. I just know it. Bro also definitely has a daddy kink. (or maybe that’s bc i’m projecting bc he’s so fine.)

L = Location ;

Anywhere.

M = Motivation ;

He really gets going when you slowly touch his arms/chest while making eye contact.

N = No ;

Sadly, threesomes. I think he’s just too possessive.

O = Oral ;

He loves both giving and receiving, but he enjoys making you fall apart with his mouth. Playing with that cigar should’ve warned you he was gonna be a beast with his tongue.

P = Pace ;

Whichever you want. He can deliver both fast or slow.

Q = Quickie ;

Loves them. Especially if y’all are out and about doing something.

R = Risk ;

He literally doesn’t care if y’all get caught with him balls deep in you.

S = Stamina ;

I feel like he cums fairly fast, but can go for a few rounds.

T = Toys ;

He’s iffy on them. He wants to be the one to make you feel good, but watching you thrash against the vibrator he’s holding gets him feeling some typa way.

U = Unfair ;

He’s so mean sometimes, bro is a WHOLE ASS tease and he knows it.

V = Volume ;

I don’t feel like he’s overly loud in the moaning or groaning criteria, but he’s definitely a smooth talker blowing your back in.

W = Wild card ;

Pull his hair while he’s giving you head and bro is putty in your hands.

X = X-ray ;

6” soft , a lil over 7” hard. (circumcised)

Y = Yearning ;

I SWEAR THIS MAN CAN TURN HIS SEX DRIVE OFF AND ON DEPENDING ON HOW MUCH OF A COCKY BASTARD HE WANTS TO BE.

Z = Zzz ;

Always waits until you’re asleep first.

god i love this man.

hope you enjoyed!! lmk who y’all wanna see next ! ❤︎︎

[mistysconcilium]

a scary movie

day 2 of seven days of halloween .ᐟ 👻

paring - alive!tate langdon x reader

synopsis - you go to the movies to watch a scary movie with tate

tags - drabble • fluff • maybe ooc tate • mention of characters in movie getting killed • english is not my first language

୨୧ note - i really enjoyed writing and editing this so i hope you will like it too !! this is my first tate fic so if he is ooc i apologize. hope you enjoy . ᐟ

“Do you want to share one large popcorn or should we have like two mediums for ourselves?”

“We could share one,” Tate replied while he put all the candy he had gathered on the counter in front of the cashier.

“Okay, so one large popcorn and these candy’s” the cashier at the movie theatre recounted, “What do you guys want to drink?”

“A large coke please” Tate chimed in right behind you.

“Two large cokes” you said to the cashier.

She nodded. After you paid and got all your snacks you and Tate walked to the salon to try to find your seats.

“This our row I think and our seats should be..,” after taking another look at the tickets and looking at the seats numbers you finally found them; “right here!” you continued, turning around and smiling at Tate behind you who were carrying all of your snacks in both his arms.

When you both had sat down Tate handed you your part of the candy and your drink, but he kept your shared popcorn bucket in between his thighs.

The commercials started and during a weird one you looked over at Tate to whisper a joke about it in his ear but when you looked over you saw something shocking!

Tate had already eaten like a fourth of the popcorn in the bucket! Only a few minutes into the commercials and he had eaten that much? You quickly grabbed the bucket from him.

”Hey, what are you doing?” he reaches out to grab some more popcorn but you smack his hand away.

”You've already eaten a lot” you glare at him trying to look mad.

Tate just laughs at your attempt to look mad. “Shhhh” you put your hand over his mouth to quiet him down “the movie‘s starting” you add in a whisper.

The movie was just some random badly made horror movie. You couldn’t even remember the name of it. You and Tate had just decided to watch it to get in a halloween mood since it was October.

The movie barely had a plot, just some excessive bad gore and a weird looking supernatural killer. But regardless you still got scared at one point.

“AH” some popcorn fell from the bucket in your lap onto the floor because of your reaction to the jumpscare on screen.

You could hear Tate chuckling at your reaction. “You are also going to get scared at one point y’know” you whispered to him. “I live in the murder house” he responded mockingly, “I’m not gonna get scared by a stupid movie”

The movie continued. Several people got killed on screen. You could tell the movie makers wanted to make it look scary and terrifying but it just ended up being funny. Right before the end of the movie, during a jumpscare, you notice someone slightly jumping in their chair from the corner of your eye. Tate had gotten scared? Tate, who lives in the murder house, had gotten scared!

“You totally got scared at the end” you chuckled while holding Tate’s hand when you were walking out of the movie theater.

“I did not” Tate responded just looking straight ahead.

“Yes, you totally did!” you say in a lighthearted tone, “You just don’t wanna admit it because you want to be all cool and cold-hearted” you laugh.

Tate didn’t respond, he just shaked his head trying to suppress a smile. You could tell you were right based on his reaction.

“Don’t worry I still think you are cool” You smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

love, elisabet <3

taglist (not everyone bc idk who likes tate); @fear-is-truth @d3adarling

reblogs and comments are always appreciated . ᐟ

dividers by @/strangergraphics

[mvltisstuff]

hello again!! im the anon who requested sweet nothing (also, saw the edit note and don’t worry it was a fantastic fic and i love it, thank you so much for writing it ❤️) i was wondering if i could request another fic for buck where reader is like athena’s protege and she’s a lot like athena so athena and bobby basically play match maker for them, thinking they’d compliment each other very well but buck and the reader have secretly dating since they met bc they hit it off so well and athena and the 118 end up finding out and are shocked they had no idea. thank you if you get to this, no stress if you don’t. i hope you have a lovely day and remember to take breaks and drink water!!

the feels - e.b

summary: above :)

evan buckley x reader

a/n: i love seeing these requests so much, please leave as many as you want, this one is so sweet 🫶🫶 i wanted to recreate the funny scene when may walked in on athena in bobby’s turnout 😭

the grants were sitting in the kitchen waiting for another delicious meal from bobby to be ready to eat. athena was sitting down, playing a card game with her two children as bobby was stirring a boiling pot. sharing stories about their days, athena begins her own.

“the station welcomed a new recruit today,” athena starts while cleaning up the cards. “i think i was telling you about her.”

“y/n? i remember you told me she was going to be working there, i just didn’t know she’d be with you.”

“she’s not riding along with me, but we’ve spoken a lot. she reminds me of myself. she’s young but one of the most determined ones i’ve seen. i think she has a lot of great potential.”

“maybe you should bring her along one day,” bobby suggests. “she sounds cool, you should bring her to the station one night for dinner there.”

“i’ll have to check her schedule. she’s trying to get more comfortable in LA, so that could help her. give her some friends,” athena says. “i know she came here to get away for a bit, i’m not sure why but i think something at home.”

“might wanna be careful bringing her, now that i’m thinking about it.”

“what makes you say that?” she asks.

“i’m worried someone might take a liking to her. buck loves you, and he reminds me of myself. and if she’s really similar to you…” athena walks over to bobby, giving him a light kiss before beginning again. “i’ll see what her timing is, i’ll let you know so you can tame the lion.”

the next day at work, y/n walks in uniform with her chunky belt with her gear. she sweetly says good morning to the people at the front with a cup of coffee before returning to her bosses office. “y/n?” she hears someone say from behind her.

“sergeant grant! hello, i was just about to go get started,” y/n says politely to her superior.

“you can call me athena, officer.”

“ok, athena,” y/n has a bright smile that could be the source of light to the room. “is there anything i can do for you?”

“no, you’re all set. just making sure things are good for you here,” athena knows that she’s strong despite the kindness act she puts on. she’s seen she’s not afraid to stand up for herself against all the men at the station. similar to herself, she’s ready for anything god throws at her. “if you get off earlier tonight, i was going to the 118. my husband is bobby nash, and he’s having dinner. i thought it would be a good place for you to settle in.”

“that sounds great, athena. i get off a bit earlier today.”

“good,” athena says with a thin grin. “i’ll see you then, y/l/n.”

they both walk away, going to do their paperwork and jobs of the day. on the first call, they had to deal with a specific threat, making two arrests as y/n shoved them back into the car.

she had easily clicked into her workplace, impressing everyone with her skill and ease with the job. her quick thinking came in extreme need, and athena knew she was going to be one of the best eventually.

after another call, the fire department had been at a site of a crash with drunk driving robbers. the police had been called to observe the suspects and ask them questions about the accident and even before that. after some of the crash on the street was cleaned up, y/n had been on the side, informing dispatch on the current nature of the situation. she was hanging around near one of the trucks when a man, couldn’t have been over 30, walked over to her.

“hey,” he says with a seducing smile, looking her uniform up and down. “i haven’t seen you around yet.”

“i’ve just started working here, i was a cop before but i recently moved here.”

“you liking it? LA can be a lot,” he tells her. “i’m evan buckley, 118. buck.”

y/n smiles and shakes his hand. “you’re from 118? athena and bobby invited me over for dinner tonight.”

“y-you’re y/n?” buck asks, a little surprised. she’s gorgeous, her hair was done back in neat braids. her uniform complemented her well, making her look like a boss, but also looks sweet with her bright smile and laugh. buck noticed her beauty and grace in handling herself.

athena and bobby stood to the side, meeting up at the end of the shift. “i think it’s too late,” bobby says, pointing to y/n and buck flirting very clearly to everyone but themselves. athena would never admit it, but she was actually happy. she thought buck needed woman like her, and she needed one like buck, and after a whole night of convincing each other before bed, they finally decided to take up a new career in match making.

the dinner had gone well, the team asking y/n about her past and why she wanted to become a cop. someone in particular was mesmerized by her stories. “so, y/n, where did you grow up?” eddie asks.

“i was raised in boston, and i went to suffolk for criminal justice,” y/n says. “i knew i wanted to help people, and i came to LA as an escape honestly. just try something new.”

they all nod and smile as they finish their food, laughing about shared stories and the two spend the night eyeing each other.

a couple months had gone by, and buck and y/n had been better close. very close. they were seeing each other almost every day, meeting up outside work to see each other. for being a bad liar, buck was hiding their relationship very well. they started dating a few weeks after the dinner, and no one had any idea. or at least they thought.

buck was definitely head over heels for y/n. she was a person who dominated wherever she was, but carried herself around with respect and a soothing personality. coming home from work, she was always a person to talk to. her sweet and gentle words were always a comfort to him. he thought she was the most lovely person ever.

y/n was obsessed with buck after she met him. he was incredibly charming, being able to light up a room at any time. being able to spend time with him at the end of their shifts was truly the highlight of her day, and she hadn’t felt this happy in a long time. he helped her get settled in the new city that she was venturing. he was always a shoulder to lean on during the bad days, and one to celebrate with after the good ones.

chimney and maddie had been driving over to bucks apartment. they had all agreed to have dinner together so she could spend time with her little brother.

buck on the other hand, had been too preoccupied to remember the plans.

y/n was dressed in a lace bra and panties set, wearing bucks work shirt with his name and badge on it. she was sitting on top of the counter with buck standing between her legs.

when chimney and maddie walked in, they saw bucks bare back, and both of their half-naked bodies. luckily, buck still had his boxers on, and y/n had his shirt. her arms were wrapped around his shoulders, a pair of handcuffs in her hands. “oh my god! evan!” maddie shouted and buck turned around.

“jesus, maddie!” he yelled and his immediate instinct was to cover up y/n. “what are you doing here?”

“some of us had dinner plans,” chimney adds, watching in a humorous way.

“you had dinner plans?” y/n asks.

buck throws his head back in frustration. “im sorry, guys, i completely forgot.”

“clearly.” maddie and chim say, together. “we’re going to go in the hall, give you a minute. while i call bobb-“ chim starts.

“no! do not call bobby because then he and athena will hate me!”

“i think athena would fire me,” y/n says.

“are you kidding? they’ve been trying to force you two together for months!”

y/n and buck give each other a confused look because they both thought they’d want them separate. surely, they weren’t stopping it but they especially didn’t think they would encourage it. they start laughing at each other hysterically at the thought of their superiors trying to get them hooked up. maddie and chimney exit in a hurry, leaving to the hallway.

“well, wanna continue?” buck asks and y/n gives him a questioning look.

“we have like 2 minutes, babe,” she smiles. “i don’t know if we have time.”

“you doubting me?” he says, leaning back in and kissing her again.

“prove me wrong, then,” she smirks and they spend their few minutes not wasting a second.

“bobby! sorry to bother you tonight, but you’re gonna want to hear this!” chim says after calling the captain.

bobby hangs up the phone, and is sitting next to the athena on their couch. athena hears the whole conversation. “i’ll quit my job if you quit yours, and we can start our own business.”

“agreed,” athena says, giving bobby a high-five at their dating app skills. “i will say i’m surprised they kept it a secret. she did seem a bit more upbeat though.”

“so what’s next? getting them engaged?”

“ok, woah. let’s not get too ahead of ourselves. we’ll give ‘em a bit i guess.”

“fine, but i’m getting every detail about this tomorrow from him.”

“i’ll get it from y/n, we will reconvene after a short recess.”

[heartririmuarchive]

LUXIEM BOYS & READER ON THEIR PERIOD

pet names, gn afab reader. tw: blood mention & slightly suggestive content (shu and vox)

a/n: i just.. think they’re neat. this got super long bro LMAOOO. anyways periods suck ass hope y’all r well ily

Luca

— surprisingly (or unsurprisingly) very attentive and knowledgeable on what to do when your time of the month hits

— pads? tampons? he’d gotten those stocked up in bulk weeks in advance, don’t even worry babe. they come in all types of brands and even for specific needs (heavier flow, specific ones for overnight use, etc)

— he’s sending your favorite snacks and plushies of your favorite characters in a care package to your house in under an hour

— luca’s a good boy. he doesn’t get too upset if you need your space to deal with your pain, but he’s also one who wants to stay near you the entire time (something something overprotective puppy boy something something)

— also he’s got towels and such to put on the bed if you just wanna lay there and fight through your cramps that way

— heating pads? he’s got em. a warm water bottle? he’s also got that too! another way to warm up though is to just let him rest his hands against your tummy and hips, luca naturally runs very warm and it’s pretty soothing for your cramps

— stays with you as long as you need him to. he’ll be there to hold your hand and whisper comforting words as long as you need, mafia duties be damned because for the foreseeable week, luca is all yours

— “eh? work? don’t worry ‘bout that, i took the day off.. and maybe the rest of the week. you’re more important right now, alright? just relax, babe.”

Mysta

— he orders all the stuff you need via online, because he’d be too flustered to go out and buy them in person

— mysta knows what a period is and he understands the basics of it, however he does not like that it occurs monthly and he feels really bad that you have to experience it :(

— “seems kind of shit that your body wants you to have kids when you don’t want that. fuck periods, dude.”

— he cannot handle blood at all, he’d get so dizzy if he caught sight of it. if your relationship is still relatively new and you bleed onto the bed, you’re on your own for cleanup i’m sorry 😭

— he’s a sweet boy, really! it’s just he’s never really had to deal with that sort of thing before you?? it’s a new experience and it scares him sometimes

— if you want cuddles, then mysta is down 100%! anything you need to feel comfy and ease your pain he’ll do

— he runs naturally colder than others do, so if you need a heating pad he’ll get you a hot water bottle and other things like that instead.. but if you don’t mind his coolness then he’s all over you for some comforting snuggles

— when your cramps get so bad you cry he’s there to wipe your tears and hold you against him til they subside enough for you to move properly again

Ike

— ABSOLUTE KING! he takes care of everything like you legit do not even have to get up for most of the day bc he’s got you

— he brings any hygiene items you need to you directly, and he makes you food + warm drinks to soothe your cramps

— ike gets insanely flustered when buying pads or tampons for you, but he would do so anyways because he wants things to be as easy as possible for you

— HE READS TO YOU OMG!! he’d read some classic poetry or old children’s books.. something simple and soft toned that can put you to sleep

— he 110% refuses to let you do any work whilst you’re on your period. the pain is unbearable he’s sure, so you should rest instead of stressing yourself out with work!

— legit he does your work for you if it’s extremely pressing, ike would never allow you to work if you felt physically incapable

— “dearest, please. is it really that important for you to finish this document today? .. okay. let me see, i’ll finish it for you. go on and get some sleep, alright?”

— he makes sure to have an abundance of your favorite snacks and foods available for you whenever you want

— strokes your legs/hips to comfort you. he’s a touchy boy, but he doesn’t want to be overly affectionate just in case you don’t feel comfortable with being smothered

— also if you have mood swings or cry easily during your period, he’s the most equipped to deal w/ it

— like you start sobbing/tearing up, and ike is at your side IMMEDIATELY, cupping your face in his hands and wiping at your tears with his thumbs whilst cooing sweet words and shushing you

— “it’s alright, dearest. i know it’s uncomfortable, i’m sorry, i’ve got you. do you need anything? painkillers? on it.. you’ll have to let me go so i can grab them, though—”

Vox

— ough talk about being in good hands

— mans been alive for, well… forever? he knows a thing or two abt periods

— vox has stocked up on months worth of pads and tampons etc, all for your comfort

— he’s not super physical when you’re on your period unless you ask him to be? it’s not that he doesn’t want to touch you, it’s just that vox worries about causing you more pain somehow

— ^ illogical self deprecating thoughts about how he’s a demon and a monster, but he really can’t help it lol.. please reassure him that you want him to be near you :(

— he reads or sings to you if you’d like, his voice is such a big comfort ❤️ he could put you to sleep with it though so make sure you’re good to go for a small nap

— vox makes you anything you want to eat when you’re on your period btw, he likes spoiling you

— also like,, just a thought? imagine if he could smell your blood, so he realizes maybe a day or two before you actually start your period that it’s coming up

— (also you didn’t hear this from me but he gets kinda weirdly possessive of you when he smells your blood haha)

— he buys like an entirely new collection of plushies/pillows/soft things to sleep on? his mind basically goes “oh? body hurts? NESTING TIME”

Shu

— he somehow knows the schedule of your period better than you do? he tells you it’s because of “sorcerer magics” but you don’t know if you believe that

— he’s simultaneously insanely well prepared and completely caught off guard when it does happen though 💀

— pads? check. tampons? check. chocolate, your fave foods, comfort items? check check check

— however when you do start, shu’s calm and collected demeanor just shatters

— panic mode! baby boy is running around the flat, making sure everything is in order and that you’re as comfy cozy as physically possible!

— he’s not exactly experienced w periods? yk? so he’s nervy

— still, he’s super attentive like fuck 😭 he’s so sweet and gentle w/ you when you’re on your period that it’s kinda hot lmao

— shu’s naturally rather warm, his palms specifically are like heating pads

— imagine one of his hands just pressed firmly against your lower belly tho 😭 rubbing loving circles into your skin, being careful of his nails (fucking claws tbh). he’s not even meaning for it to be as suggestive of a gesture as it is,,,

— he gets flustered if you bring that to his attention.. he sorta laughs it off, even though his face is blazing and he’s avoiding eye contact

— “what?? nah, i’m just trying to help you with your cramps, i didn’t mean to make you feel like that or anything— but, if you uh.. need some help, then…?”

— just saying shu’s down to comfort you in any way that you want him to ;)

[kooktrash]

this drabble idea was inspired by this prompt i saw before: “you wanna act single? fine. then be single.”

omg pretty pls do slow burn yandere!taehyung x reader where he’s not rlly a great bf to her so she breaks up with him and tries to get over it by going out with a lot of guys and it’s only then that tae’s possessive behavior grows worse and worse 🫣 pls make it angsty/smutty can be fluffy too hehe whatever works for you

alright this might be so much slow burn but let me explain 😭😭 I don’t like my requests so long bc they’re really just drabbles and something quick. I hope you like it; really enjoyed this request. Love a good yandere bc I’m crazy and need my man obsessed with a capital OBSESSED [but also not in a You kind of way, more possessive lmao] little over 2k words. light smut at the end. angst and smutty?

“If you want to act single? Fine, be single.”

He swears he short circuit-ed. His eye practically at what you just told him in the middle of what was supposed to be a nice dinner and yet there was an argument involved. He tried to smile or laugh it off despite his breathing suddenly becoming uneven, “What do you mean? I—I don’t act single. I love you, you know that.”

“Clearly I don’t,” your tone was sharp and it had his jaw clenching. What do you mean you don’t know how much he loves you? “You work day and night and when you have free time all you want to do is drink at bars with your friends. You entertain another girl’s flirting right in my face so try. Lie to me again that you love me when I’m not a single one of your priorities. Everyone else seems to be but me.”

“That’s not true. I don’t let other girls flirt with me. I always tell them I have a girlfriend when I go ou—“

“Tae it’s not just that. There’s many reasons I want to break up wi—“ “No, I’m sorry but you’re not dumping me,” he said trying to seem calm as he went to finish his dinner but suddenly he lost his appetite, “We’ll work this out.”

“There’s nothing to work out,” you were suddenly standing and he couldn’t hide his worry anymore, “I shouldn’t have to tell you what’s wrong if you already know it. I’m sorry but this just isn’t working anymore. I’ll head out first.”

“Y/n wait,” he rushed to stand just as the waiter came with the bill and he swears he could kill the guy for stalling him. By the time he was finished paying and gathering his things, you were already in a cab.

“It’s just one date, please? He’s bringing a friend and I’ve got no one,” your friend begged you one day after work. It’s only been a few days since you dumped Taehyung and she’s already rushing you to meet new people. He’s been texting you nonstop when before he’d go hours without responding. It was overwhelming because you still loved him but it felt like he didn’t care. If he did he wouldn’t have constantly brushed you off like you weren’t dating.

taehyung: I love you

taehyung: pls can we talk about this

taehyung: I’ll do better

“Fine but if I don’t like it I’m not staying,” you told her as the two of you left the building to a cab. She cheered in triumph and kissed your cheek, “You’re the best. It’ll help you get over Taehyung and move on.”

“It’s been day—“ “Who cares. It’s been a while that you’ve been feeling like this so you’re ready to m—“

“Y/n?” You both stopped abruptly, just a few feet behind you was your recent ex. You released a sigh as your friend looked at you and you gave her a weak smile, “You can go ahead, I’ll see you later?” She gave you a nod, glancing back at Taehyung once more and leaving. You turned to Taehyung, surprised to see his condition changed in just a couple days. His hair was a mess, he had dark circles, and his clothes looked like it’s been worn for days. You walked up to him, “What are you doing here? You never visit me here.”

“I wanted to see you,” he said honestly, head hanging low, “And I just wanted to… baby can we please just talk? Please, I miss you so much.”

“How? How can you miss me when you’d literally go days without seeing me. This should be something you’re used to,” you told him though you let his arm come to your side, “And I’m sorry but I really don’t want to talk to you.”

“Baby,” his voice broke, holding you closer now, “Don’t say that, please. Just… just give me another chance. I promise I’ll change an—“ “Taehyung I need some space, okay? I shouldn’t have had to break up with you for you to realize what a shitty boyfriend you’ve been.”

His eyes began to water and you’ll admit you’ve never seen him get emotional like this but you had to stand your ground. You’re not just going to stay with a guy who can’t value you. Still, you obviously still care about him, that’s not just going to go away so you couldn’t help yourself. You cupped his face and pressed a kiss on the tip of his nose, his hands on your waist as you said, “I’ve gotta go.” He wanted to keep you in his arms but then a cab came and you were slipping away.

Today was the stupid double date that you didn’t want to go on but you already agreed. You were in a café sitting on some couches having coffee across from two guys. They were both attractive but this felt wrong. But if you wanted to get over Taehyung and how he was when you dated, maybe you needed a rebound.

“So, what do you do for work?” One of them asked you in an attempt to make small talk. You set your mug down, “I’m a columnist.”

“Ah, so you both do journalism?” He asked and you nodded. He seemed nice, obviously attractive and sort of gentle. Even if you might not have been too interested in the date, now that you’re here you should try and make the most of it. Your fingers ran through your hair nervously, “What do you do?”

“I’m a mechanic, I work under cars mostly oil changes or engine changes,” he said with a shrug before smirking, “So if you need some work under the hood, I’m your guy.”

“I’ll make sure to call,” you said with a flirty smile, completely unaware of the man on the phone just tables away.

“Y/n’s here with her friend. It looks like they’re on a date,” Yoongi told his heart broken friend. “What?” Taehyung’s jaw clenched as he sat at a red light, “Where? How many people?”

“Two guys, one’s looking real interested in Y/n right now. Is she moving on that fast?” Yoongi asked, “And it’s at a cafe. I’ll send you the place, are you planning on coming because I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“No, I just want to know the place,” Taehyung lied and yet Yoongi believed him and sent the address. It didn’t even take him five minutes to find the place and park across the street. He got off quickly and tried to bury his face in his phone as he found a table far enough from you that you wouldn’t feel him behind you. He hid behind a menu.

“Wow, Jimin seems to be interested in Y/n and Y/n alone,” your friend said loud enough for Taehyung to hear, “Why don’t you just ask to talk somewhere private.”

“Soomin,” you said in a warning tone but you tried to brush it off with a nervous laugh, “Ignore her. She doesn’t have a filter.”

“It’s fine,” Jimin laughed with you, “Maybe we should though, give them privacy too.”

Taehyung stood abruptly, unable to stop his feet from taking him toward you in a swift move. The guys across from you slowly came to a stop mid-conversation at the sight of him and the intimidating glare in his eyes. It made you turn and your heart dropped, “Taehyung. W-what are you doing here?”

“Came for a drink when I catch you sitting here on what looks like a date,” his eyes were solely trained on Jimin whose mug was pressed against his face in an attempt to hide. He doesn’t know who this guy is and frankly he doesn’t want to know, especially when he just met you and Taehyung’s voice was so deep that with his stare he knew he didn’t want to get involved. Your friend sighed, “Taehyung this was my id—“

“Oh, I don’t doubt,” his tone was bitter turning his glare to you, “You’ve been dying for us to break up and now you’re rushing Y/n to move on? Real classy of you, did you tell these guys that you think you might be pregnant?”

“Taehyung!” Your voice rose as she glared at you. “You told him?”

“He was in the room when you called, I didn’t know you were going to say that,” you said honestly as the guys grew more uncomfortable by the second. You released an annoyed huff moving to stand up, “I’m sorry everyone. I think it’s better if I just go.”

“Yeah, I think so too,” the guy you hadn’t been talking to said, “I think Jimin and I should go too, not really interested in taking care of anyone’s kid.”

You pushed Taehyung out the front door, “Why would you do that? Soomin has nothing to do with what’s goin o—“

“She does if she’s trying to set you up on dates not even a week after we broke up!” His tone was loud as you made it to the sidewalk, “And I can’t believe you would actually entertain another guy right now. I thought you needed space, not some guy who just wants you for sex.”

“How do you know that?” You bit back, “Because that’s pretty much all you used me for. Sex and what? A dinner once a week? A text only when you felt like it?”

“Don’t act like you were always there for me either,” Taehyung said, “You were always too busy too. Sorry I stopped trying when you did and it’s not fair that I’m the only one being blamed.”

“I’m leaving, what you just did in there…” you stopped, trying to keep your cool, “Now Soomin’s going to be mad at me.”

Once again you left him.

He made it into his dark tinted car, hands tightening around the steering wheel and as he thought about what he just saw, he couldn’t help himself. His fists banged into the steering wheel, horn going off for a moment as he released some anger. He rested his forehead on the steering wheel trying to calm down. His eyes were bloodshot red, why can’t you just give him another chance?

He wasn’t ignoring you. He didn’t just use you for sex but he knew what kind of guy he was. He knew how obsessive and unhinged he could be so obviously he distanced himself. He wanted to be in a relationship where you didn’t feel overwhelmed by him but now you just left him. He was too busy scaring off any guy who’d try and talk to you that he seemed to have neglected the love of his life. But he won’t give up.

You can’t believe he was at your door right now. You had a long day at work and now Taehyung was in front of you with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. Your head hurt and you just wanted to be alone. So you ignored him as you unlocked the door and you spoke, “I’m tired Taehyung, I can’t do this tonight.”

“Then let me help you relax,” he set down the flowers on the table, immediately falling to his knees, “Please if you won’t take me back yet then let me love you. You love when I get on my knees. After we’ll watch a movie and stay in or we can go out, do whatever you want. I just want to spend time with you.”

“Taehyung I’m not in the mo—“ “Tae,” you released a sigh as he began sliding up your skirt in the process. Your hands were on his shoulders keeping him at a distance even though his hands were running to the back of your thighs closer and closer to your panties. Your mouth parted in surprise as he pretended to nibble on your thighs between words, “I know you want me to. I know how pent up when you get stressed. You know I can make you forget.”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes until his hair was getting too close and tickling a certain spot.

“Tae, I know you want to get back together bu—ngh,” your hands tightened around his hair as he pressed you into the wall behind you, nose brushing over your panties, “Bu—Tae!”

“I’m listening,” he muttered, mouthing at your covered clit teasingly over the fabric, “But you’re wearing my favorite panties.”

“We can’t do this, oh fuck, can you just give me a se—“ your lips released a silent moan when he yanked them down roughly. Oh god he knew all your weaknesses to get you to not be mad anymore, you couldn’t help it. You were a sexual being and Taehyung always knew how to pleasure you.

“You’re wet baby, is this for me?” His hands were on your butt, fingers digging in as he grinds his teeth, “Or is this for one of those guys you’re trying to see behind my back.”

“I’m not seeing,mm,” his hot breath was fanning your heat as he spread your legs further apart, tongue giving a quick, shy flick against your hood, “Anyone.”

“But me,” he groaned, arms wrapping around your thighs as he hoisted a leg over your shoulders, “Isn’t that right, baby?”

He was teasing you with very quick licks, and hands that fondled you so deliciously, “Because you know, nobody can make you feel as good as I do. So you can’t just leave me.”

“Then treat me better.”

“I’ll treat you the fucking best,” he gave another lick, even lower, “Even if you don’t like it. I won’t leave you.”

“Tae—“ he cut you off with another, this time tongue flattening between your folds. Fuck he knows sex makes you weak. He peppered kisses against your gardening clit, “I’ll make you feel so good, every night. Every moment of the day that I can.”

“Tell me you’ll take me back,” he looked back up at you, “Please baby, I love you so much and I can’t stand seeing you trying to get over me when I know you still love me.”

“I don’t kn—fuck!” He was going to town now, anything to get you to forget your worries and your hips met his tongue with small thrusts into his mouth, “Fuck, fine. Fine. We’ll try again—“

“God, thank you so much baby, I’ll be better, but don’t ever try to leave me again, you hear me?”

The look in his eyes scared you as his tongue stuck out to lick you again. It was intense and dark but it had you nodding your head, scared to say no. And at the conversation a smile broke out on his face, “Good baby, not let me show you what you’ve missed.”

EL FIN

I’ll probs do like two more requests.

[josephquinnswhore]

Hiiii bub thank you soooo much for the request here’s another one I have (based on me)

TW: blood & commit and anxiety attack

May you please do a Pedro pascal x plus size reader where readers worst fear is blood and any time they see it the feel nauseous and go in to an anxiety attack. Basically I was sick last week and had the absolute worst tummy bug (I’m all better) and threw up so hard my nose bled that I almost passed out and had an anxiety attack. Basically do it based off what happen to me and if u can add Bella and Nico and Gabriela calling Pedro bc he is the only one to calm reader down from these panic attacks.

Thank you in advance

My Comfort

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x Fem/Plus Size Reader!

Summary: you’re sick and Pedro’s called back from his luck to see you in a bad way.

Word Count: 2k

Content Warning: reader is sick, mentions of blood, panic attack, vomit.

Note: hi sun bun 🐰, I love you. We must be the same person fr cause I’ve been sick for over a month LMAO and I get so queasy when I see blood. UGH, hopefully this gives you what you need. I also throw up to the point where my throat bleeds lol it’s so fucked. 🫶🏼🥰 I made it pretty dramatic LOL. M sorry it’s short.

You told yourself you were fine, you could do the filming through the sickness. You were sipping on your water and drinking your raspberry flavoured hydralyte, even though it tasted like shit. Just to try and get yourself through the day, unable to tell yourself you’re not sick enough to show up for work. It was too important, it came before everything else in your life, well, almost everything. It was second in line to your boyfriend and co-worker, Pedro.

“You’re okay. You’re okay. Just one more scene to shoot, then you can go home.” You chanted to yourself as you look in the mirror trying to convince yourself it to be true, thinking maybe if you said it aloud it would enforce some truth. Your face was losing colour with every passing minute, and the darkness around your eyes was a clear indication that everything was far from okay, that you were not okay.

But you felt guilty, you didn’t want to let the team down by going home and delaying the episode when you had one measly scene left to shoot, you may as well just tough it out and get through it as best you could. It would maybe take a couple hours at most, you could do that! Right? You started to doubt yourself at the way your limbs started to ache and feel heavy. It hurt to hold your head upright.

You turn on the tap to the cold water, letting the water gather into your cupped hands before you bring it to your face, the coolness is refreshing, you exhale a deep breath to try and relax, patting your face dry with some paper towel and throw it into the trash bin. You could do this. You couldn’t give up.

“Hey, are you feeling okay? You don’t look so hot.” Gabriel sets a hand on your shoulder, his thick black eyebrows were nearly touching as he frowned, his dark brown eyes squinted with concern at one look of you, his hand feels like it weighs a tonne on your aching shoulder. “I-I mean you are, but, you know.” He gestures to you and you raise an eyebrow at him, you didn’t wanna have to deal with this right now-as much as you liked him.

“Dude shut it, are you okay?” Bella asks, her face strewn with concern for your well-being. You swallow your spit loudly, gulping down the clump that sits in your throat, feeling more ill with every passing second. “Um…I’m ok, I think.” you can’t decide what to say, unsure of whether you even believe your obvious and blatant lies. Bella looks to Nico and they know you’re lying, sharing a look of sympathy toward you, watching as you slightly sway as you stand still.

“Why don’t you just sit down for a second, have some water.” You nod to Nico, “thanks,” you mumble in agreement as she sets a gentle hand on your back, helping you sit, agreeing it’s a good idea. The bright lights of the set don’t help the ache in your head that’s contributing to your illness. Your eyes squint as your brain throbs at how bright it is, you blink harshly, trying to rid the ache that’s set in motion, the shadow of a headache you knew would grow into a migraine.

“Wouldn’t hurt to sit for five minutes.” You mumble in an unintelligible slur, as you feel a wave of nausea coming over you, it shakes your whole body to the core, the feeling settles uncomfortably in the pit of your stomach. Your fingers grasp your bottle shakily with the hydralyte, desperate to rid your body of the nausea setting, but it wasn’t your bottle, and it wasn’t hydralyte. It was a bottle of soft drink, the fizz of the soda causes a rift in your stomach that feels like it’s about to explode. The feeling builds and builds until it feels like it’s going to erupt, from your mouth.

“Oh my god, someone get me a bucket.” You hunch over in your seat with one arm wrapped around your stomach, the other holding your hand over your mouth, the nausea rising up your throat that you have to swallow down the first time it attempts its exit because you would’ve just spewed all over the floor on set. You heave again, this time Gabriel is holding a bucket underneath your mouth, the taste of the liquid makes your stomach ache even though it barely has time to digest.

The same coloured liquid comes out as clear, mostly bile the first few times, until the stench of the contents in the bucket circulates through your nostrils and churns your stomach again, twisting until it shoots up your throat, this one hurt your throat badly, the sting it made coming out has you unable to breathe for a few seconds, your lash line full to the brim with unshed tears, coughing violently as someone rubs a hand along your back, trying to soothe you.

You feel something dribbling from your nose and you wipe it with the back of your hand, not caring how disgusting it would seem to anyone else. You expect to see snot or mucus on your hand associated with the tears brought to your eyes from the vomiting. To your surprise you see a bright red liquid, your blood was coating your hand in a rugged line on your hand, your nose was bleeding.

“Oh shit you’re bleeding.” Nico exclaims, panic evident in her voice, inspecting your nose and handing you a tissue, the blood filled the tissue within a few seconds, the flow from your nostril not giving up. You must’ve burst a blood vessel in your nostril with how it’s pouring out of you, you start to feel dizzy at the sight of how much blood you’re losing. You pull back the tissue and feel it leaking through the tissue, your fingertips were now stained red from how profusely it was bleeding.

It starts with your hands trembling, your body becomes stiff and you can hardly hear anyone around you. Your fingers are shaking that badly you drop the bloody tissue, your nose is now free bleeding all over you and your clothes. Your breaths are rugged and panicked. The ache in your neck causes it to fall, your whole body falling forward destined to hit the ground until Gabriel catches you, sitting you on the floor, lying you on your side.

“Call Pedro back from lunch, now. And get the damn medic.” Bella demands Gabriel who stands in a panic not knowing what to do, he rushes to get his phone and makes the call to Pedro, Nico rushes away to find the medic on set while Bella stays with you. She’s knelt down beside you, trying to pry you upright but your body is stiff and unmoving other than the small underlying tremble of your body.

The medic arrives first, she’s kneeling down beside Bella to look at you, eyeing the teenager in shock at the state of you. “Hey hun can you hear me? It’s Cas I’m here to help.” You feel a warm hand on your body as she rolls you onto your back, the ache from the touch alone causes you to whimper, your eyes are strewn shut at the brightness of the room, it was all too much, you just wanted Pedro.

She pulls out of her bag a cuff, to check your blood pressure, the tightening of the cuff on your arm was pleasantly satisfying, slightly grounding you with each notch of pressure that was released. “Okay, blood pressures a little low but nothing to be worried about. Just going to check your temperature sweetie.” She moves your arm, shoving a thermometer under your armpit and waits for it to beep. She checks it and purses her lips together on a thin line.

“Baby, oh my god is she okay?” Pedro kneels down next to you, his hands are holding your cheeks, cupped in his own large hands the warmth from them makes you sweat, a result of your ever rising temperature. “Is she okay?” Pedro asks Cas, she puts the thermometer away. “She had a reading of 39.2 degrees, she’s got a fever, not sure what’s causing it though.”

“Hey baby, hey can you hear me? It’s me baby I’m here.” You could barely find the strength in you to open your eyes, eyelids squinting to protect your eyes from the brightness of the room. “Hey.” You mutter, with the last of your strength you could muster before you fall unconscious.

-

Pedro’s leg is bouncing the whole time he’s sat in the chair beside your bed in the hospital. The beeping of the monitor keeping your reading would sometimes make a commotion in the event of a momentary spike in blood pressure, “it’s just trying to regulate itself.” The nurse offered, which didn’t make him feel any better.

“Mr Pascal, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Dr Wrent, we’ve been doing some tests on your girlfriend here today. We’ve come to find that she’s somehow contracted a deadly stomach bug, it’s rare but not unknown, we can give some anti biotics to take home and she should be fine within the week.” The doctor put your folder and hung it on the end of the bed, “by the way, make sure you enforce that she takes a break, tell her to stop working so hard.”

“Right, I’ll do that. Thanks for everything.” Pedro sunk back into his chair and waited for you to wake up, the small sandwich and juice from the cafeteria sitting unopened as you lie peacefully.

You start to stir right when Pedro feels his eyelids drooping, begging him to close so he can have a moments rest. He hears the shuffling before his brain has the chance to fully lull him into sleep, rustling around in the front of his mind to wake up, sending an alarm throughout his body that you were finally awake.

“God baby you’re awake. You scared the shit out of everyone you know that?” As if you hadn’t felt guilty enough, the worry on His face made it worse. You couldn’t look at him, avoidant in your stare towards him, looking quite literally elsewhere until he leaned over the bed and grabbed your face in his hands, forcing you to look up at him.

“I’m sorry baby- I didn’t mean,” he takes a deep breath before continuing. “We were worried about you, why didn’t you tell someone you weren’t feeling well?” You should’ve just done that to begin with you knew, but you were too stubborn.

“I just convinced myself I should do it, I didn’t want to disappoint anyone by delaying the season for one last scene.” Pedro’s hand caresses your hair, fingers gliding through your hair as he calms you. “From now on you put yourself forward okay? Promise me.”

You pull your bottom like between your teeth, enjoying the sting it brings when you bite down too hard, “okay, I promise.”

“I’m proud of you though, you saw that blood and didn’t die, soooo.” Pedro trails off with a small laugh and you groan and roll your eyes, shoving his arm. “Don’t remind me, that’s so embarrassing.”

Pedro stands from the bed, handing you a sandwich wrapped in a paper bag, “you know I think they’re gonna put a scene of you passing out in the show.” You stop feeling back the paper bag and look at him suspiciously, “they wouldn’t want to!”

He simply shrugs, “you didn’t hear that from me, now eat. Need my baby strong.” You unwrap and bite into the sandwich, it contained all your favourite fillings and you smile, stomach feeling settled and the ache of the emptiness was now gone as you’d managed to swallow some food. You’d sure learnt a valuable lesson; Gabriel is useless when it comes to emergency situations.

[mangoposts]

Question I need answered for an upcoming oneshot (that was supposed to be out today but prolly won’t be lmao)

How do you think Nick would act while high or drunk?? Please be detailed and add examples or something if you could bc I really need it 😭🙏

-😨

While he’s drunk

Flirty

Chatty

Outgoing

Touchy

I think Nick would be a lightweight, maybe after his second drink and first shot of something he’d start to feel the buzz creep into his body. Nick almost acts just like how he normally does just with a tinge of more seduction or playfulness, he’ll start to hang his arm over your shoulders and nip at your earlobes and collarbones while giggling because he knows you’re in public surrounded by strangers. If you tell him to tone it down he’ll tone it all the way up and start teasing you to the max, “What? Am I being too much for you babe?” Proceeding to laugh and run his hands thru ur hair and try to grope you thru ur pants LMAO. Also begins a conversation with randos so you’ll have to keep an eye on him but i think Nick would be really fun once he’s drunk, he’d get a little out of hand and literally try to have sex in the middle of a lounge or a bar if he has too much to drink. “I don’t wanna leave yet, I want another shot of crown. Why can’t we fuck here?” Says this SOOO obnoxiously loud. “Babe just shut up and take this shot with me.” When you try to tell him it’s time to go home at 5:32 AM lmfaoooooo . No tears or mood swings with this guy he’s just having fun

I could also imagine him saying “Omg the music is really good in here” LMFAOOOO

While high

Dazed

Goofy

Antsy

Chatty

It always takes awhile for the high to fully set in, so i feel like Nick would constantly be saying “I don’t even feel anything.” Every single time he’s high when he’s actually out of his mind fried Lmfaoooo. Literally classic stoned, stares at the ceiling, the floor, himself in the mirror and talks. Just talks talks talks talks talks talks. “Bro, this mirror makes me look so bad. No way i look like this. Omg u know what i just thought of?? We could bake while high rn.” Once it fully kicks in for him and he begins to feel everything moving a bit slower than he’s used to he might go into hypochondriac mode, saying he can’t feel his hands or open his eyes fully. And you kinda just laugh a bit because he’s fine and you only smoked one joint. Nonetheless you pet his hair and tell him he’s okay lmaooo. He might get more emotional while high other than while drunk, falls into a deep conversation about his life and might even start venting about problems you didn’t even know he was facing. Hes just talking to talk though, says whatever is on his mind and has 0 control over it. It’ll probably end in him wanting to eat your face because “You’re such a good listener” “You’re so hot while high” “My dick is really hard rn” 😭😭

[eddiesxangel]

I’m drunk so I’m posting it. It’s been in my drafts for so long and it’s not really proof read

Joes grandfather lives at the retirement home you work at and he’s your favourite resident. He gives you advice and is the grandfather you never had!

One day he’s telling you about his grandson you have yet to meet bc he only visits in weekend and you joke around like “oh he sounds like a catch you should set me up.”

Joe finally comes to visit on one of your shifts. You flirt and are sweet but professional. The next few weeks go by and Joe is visiting more and more during the week on your shifts. More and more flirting happens, bolder comments just because you think he’s so cute!!! He’s Joe Quinn!!! but he’s never seen your face bc of COVID and mask policies are strict still.

It’s a Friday night, it’s been a hard shift, hell it’s been hard week, you and your work friend needed to blow off some steam so you get ready to go out dancing. Not being able to dress up and go out in literal years bc of COVID you go all out on your looks, full hair/makeup sexiest dress you own. This was your night to just drink and dance and have fun and get dolled up bc you don’t wear makeup to work, only full in your brows and a bit of mascara to look not dead.

Dancing the night away you feel someone behind you, you look at your friend to silently ask if he’s cute. Her eyes go wide bc she knows him too, working at the same place. She smirks and walks away leaving the two of you together, curious you turn around and smile up at him. “Hi” you smile, he he smiles back and leans in to kiss you, and you let him. It’s Joe for Christ sake and you’re finally with him not at work so nothing matters anymore. You pull back practically out of breath “fancy seeing you here” you tilt your head. “You wanna get a drink”

You’re in a quieter areas where you can kind of talk “stalking me now?” You giggle playing with the straw of your drink he just bought you. He looks at you confused “I’m sorry do we know one another?” Oh he didn’t know, this could be fun…

“Oh we have met before Joseph 😉” his eyes scanning your face. He’s trying to think how he knows you. Your voice is familiar but it’s loud in the bar. “What’s your name” “I can’t tell you that, it won’t be fun anymore” you flirt “oh come one please tell me” he’s begging. “You won’t give me a hint I feel like a right dickhead” “nope you’ll figure it out.” “Can I at least get your number? Or do I already have that too?” You hold out your hand for his phone and put in your contact information under “mystery girl” you give him back his phone and he smirks rolling his eye “ you really wont tell me?” He leaned into you locking you into the bar staring into your eyes “you’re so familiar I just can’t place it” you giggle from the alcohol “you’re smart, you’ll figure it out, sometimes when you’re not in the setting you don’t recognize people” you can see the wheels in head turning but he just cannot figure it out

The rest of the night was amazing, you found your friend and introduced one another, he also recognized he but still couldn’t place her. She almost gave it away but you quickly told her about the game you were playing. After he asked you to come out with him for a lot night bite to eat, a little more kissing may or may night have happened and you were on cloud nine!

You and Joe have been texting non stop since you bumped into him at the bar. The next time he came to visit grandad you were so excited because maybe he’s figured it out?

More flirting happens but you give nothing away. You’re favourite twisted sitting beside you oblivious to what’s happening. You let them enjoy their vist but cannot help but overhear Joe talking to his granddad

“I’ve met someone grandad” “oh Joey good tell me about her what’s her name” “that’s the thing she won’t tell me!” You can’t help but giggle to yourself

Before Joe leave he stops at your desk to say goodbye

“Hi Joseph, how can I help you” “you’re a girl” “thanks, I didn’t know” “I mean I need some advice” “oh girl advice?” You raise your brows at him “ I’m talking to someone but she won’t tell me her name and it’s killing me, what do I do?” “she won’t tell you her name?” You say playing dumb. He shakes his head, “she says i know her but I can’t for the life of me figure out from where.” He signs in defeat. You almost give in right then but it’s been so fun this past week teasing him you need to keep it up just a bit longer. “Sounds like she’s fun, wants to keep you interested” “oh she’s keeping my interested alright” he laughs. You look at him, you’d be disappointed if it wasn’t you he was talking to, the flirting going on wasn’t just one sided. He started it. “Tell me about her?” You reach out to touch his hand that’s resting on your desk as You ask tilting your head “she’s get the most beautiful eyes” he says and he looks from your hands touching to yours. The nail polish… he recognized it, he commented on it at the bar bc he hadn’t seen that shade before. You’re smiling from under your mask you can’t hold it back anymore he’s broken you bc he’s the cutest and he makes your brain melt.

His eye svo wide with realization “Oh you are good”

[madmaudlingoes]

How to Dye Wool with Kool Aid

I live tweeted this a while ago, but since Twitter is now on life support, and in the spirit of making crafts more accessible, here are my adventures in Kool Aid Dyeing.

WTF Kool Aid?

Yep! The powdered drink mix (without any sugar) functions as an acid dye -- the citric acid flavoring binds the pigment to the fiber. This can dye any protein based fiber (eg wool, silk, alpaca, cashmere) but won’t work on cellulose (eg cotton, linen, Tencel) or synthetics. If you have a wool blend, which a lot of sock yarn is, the synthetic portion may get hidden by the dyed wool -- or you may get a cool stripey effect from the mix of dyed/undyed fibers.

No really, why Kool Aid?

I mean, any powdered drink mix could work here -- the point is that it’s very cheap, easily accessible, and food safe. That last bit matters because if your dye isn’t food safe, you have to acquire pots/cups/pyrex that is Only For Dye if you don’t wanna get poisoned. So this is an accessible way to try dyeing your own materials with minimal upfront costs.

Adding a cut bc this gets image heavy.

[image ID: four clear plastic jars with yellow screw-on lids. In front of them are several packets of Kool-Aid.]

Here are my supplies: packets of Kool Aid in Mixed Berry, Grape, and Sharkleberry Finn. What's a sharkleberry? Do not ask, friend. Do not ask.

The jars in the background are breast milk containers because they have volume markings and I have a lot laying around. Measuring cups and old jars or Tupperware would work just as well.

[image ID: four jars of brightly colored liquids, with the torn-off tops of Kool-Aid packets to identify the colors. Mixed Berry is dark blue, Grape is almost black, and Sharkleberry Fin is a salmon pink.]

Here's what my "stock solutions" look like, dissolved in four oz of tap water. The color you get is based on the ratio of powder to fiber, and I'm aiming for 1 packet per ounce of wool. Dissolving it like this just lets me mix colors without going off that ratio or messing around with partial packets.

[image ID: on a stovetop, two hanks of white yarn each sit in a clear Pyrex bowl of water. Next to each bowl is a clear plastic jar with some amount of Kool-Aid mix in it. The jar on the left is very dark blue; the jar on the right is muted purple.)

(Please ignore my gross stove.)

While i was mixing the kool aid, my fiber was soaking to get it really, really wet, which helps to get an even color. The jars next to each bowl are my mixed colors - 1:1 blue to purple on the left, and 1:3 blue to pink on the right. I've got another bowl that's going to be just blue.

[image ID:three Pyrex bowls of yarn and dye arranged on a stove top. Two of the bowls are full of blue dye and one is full of purple dye.]

Here is what the bowls of dye look like when it's first added. I'm using microwave safe containers (pyrex) because besides the acid, this method also requires heat - courtesy of my microwave, which is not pictured because it's even grosser than the stove. I take turns zapping each bowl for two minutes at a time, checking in between to see whether the dye has exhausted.

[image ID: purple yarn in a Pyrex bowl full of water. The water is slightly milky but contains no trace of purple.]

This is what I mean by "exhausted". All the color has been absorbed by the yarn, and the water that was purple now looks milky/clear. If you use too much dye (=too many packets of Kool Aid at once) the bath will never exhaust. The blues took longer than the purple to exhaust, but they all were done after about 5-7 microwave rides.

[image ID: a Pyrex bowl of blue yarn sitting in water. The water is still faintly blue, but far less so than it started out.]

Here's the almost exhausted blue mix. Notice how the cotton twine I used to tie up my hanks is still white? I let this one cool with a bit of color still in the water just because I didn't want to boil it (that gets you felt).

[image ID: three hanks of yarn arranged in a metal colander. The one on the right appears vivid turquoise; the one on the left is a more muted teal; the one in the middle is a dull pinkish purple.]

Once they cooled, I transferred the yarns to a colander to rinse out any kool-aid residue and drip dry. At this point, my kitchen smelled like hot kool-aid, or possibly hair-flavored Twizzlers.

[image ID: three hanks of yarn hanging from hooks on a towel rack. They are turquoise, teal, and purple from left to right.]

Here's what the dried hanks look like hanging up in my bathroom. The one in the middle was the blue-purple mix, while the one on the left was a whole packet of blue on .7 ounces of yarn, so slight more saturated. The purple doesn't photograph well, especially next to the other two, but it’s a muted violet-gray shade.

So that's kool aid dying! You can use this to dye white yarn or fabric, or to overdye other colors. This page from the Wayback Machine gives a lot of good tips on how to combine colors, though some of the flavors are out of date. (No sharkleberry, for instance.)

[itoshi-s]

no bc noya is literally the whole package like the CONFIDENCE in that man has me dizzy and opening my legs he worships you you’re his religion he’s going on his knees for you

also like the DUALITY PLSSS a total doting bf he never once stops flirting with you in ur relationship he’s so corny. suuuper attentive has extra hair ties and pads in his bag for you. always surprising you with shiny rocks (bc u shine the brightest<3) or jewelry (an - .. an anklet with a little Y charm) or random things that reminds him of you. he makes you laugh so hard you snort your drink out your nose pls also a total cuddle bug who begs you for piggy back rides :((( </333

and then he takes you to his bed and rocks your entire world:( spreads you out and laps at your sensitive nub and fluttering hole for hours until you’re a babbling mess and he comes untouched in his pants:( gives your overstimulated folds a pussyjob until he’s rock hard again from how you whine his name:( makes you ride his cock until your legs quiver and give out only to grab at your ass and slam you down on his thick girth:( to show you how strong he is, how he can handle all of you, how much you can both take from each other with pleasure:( he sucks on your pretty tits until your keening GOD and he’s so vocal too:( filthy groans and moans and unabashed confessions right onto your slick skin of how good you make him feel how tight and perfect your pussy is for him:(( sobbing crying wailing i want him in my guts rn

the way i had to sleep w it before posting cause when i tell you i SCREAAAMEEEDDDD 😵‍💫 sooo foul for this river that is unfair !!

nishinoya, who’s such a good boyfriend that you’re astonished as to why he’s not w anyone already when u first meet. falling in love with him feels like the first warm rays of sun on a summer morning, comforting and making you shudder with excitement for what’s to come. he sweeps u off your feet with his charisma and bright smiles and passion. it’s not long at all until you go out w him and end up going official after just two dates or so. he just makes everything feel so right, like that’s how things should always have been, and you wish you’d met him sooner.

noya, who’s so attentive and thinks about you always. he showers u with lil presents daily because wherever he goes, something reminds him of u and he has to show you </3. most of his days he goes for a lil run first thing in the morning, and he always comes back w pastries from your favorite place down the street to make sure you get a nice morning too. he brings you coffee to bed but it runs lukewarm by the time he’s done kissing you awake. but you don’t mind at all, cause in the end he’s the only thing u rly need to start your day right.

NOYA……. getting u a little anklet.. with a little dainty Y charm … river you are sooooooo right for that. he def does. primarily to hear it tinkle by his ear when he has you folded over and fucks you silly </3 he’s sooooooo fun in bed and ALWAYS at your service. treats you like a queen fr he just wants to make sure you know how dear u are to him !! how glad he is to have found you !! takes sm pleasure from giving it to you, he could cum untouched just from watching you melt under his touch :( absolutely makes sure you know all abt it. you’re so good to me. lemme give you another, i wanna watch you again.

noya who doesn’t mind giving away control and gets absolutely rock hard whenever you take the lead 🫣 esp after a night out when you’re wearing your heels and you’re a bit tipsy and you straddle him and forget to take off your stilettos. he doesn’t last long but he’s got stamina and bounces right back. he has so much to give you </3 INSANE. but he knows that the way you love feeling him most is when he’s the one manhandling you with ease. he’s got absolutely no issue with it even given his shorter frame. he uses you however he pleases and you let him and it’s the single most arousing thing he does to you. he just wants to make the both of you feel good and he knows exactly how to do it, so you let him. confidence is almost substantial on him but it couldn’t be any different, not with the way you’re moaning so sweetly in his ear and give him the most fucked out look. </3

[kzmeru]

5 + HiMERU? <3 Take your time and have a Merry Christmas, Ei!

avoid it at all cost!

5 + HiMERU / avoiding the mistletoe

— NOTE(S) ; reader is in denial LMFAO, mentions of alcoholic beverages

author’s note ; ouuuu ouureuuuu 😢 I HOPE YOU HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS AS WELL, NONNIE! i love christmas sm its bc i get cash from my relatives :3 i think merumeru avoiding the mistletoe is so funny LMAO i can imagine him running away from it when he gets caught with someone he doesnt wanna make out with rinne

"God, please, no." You glared at the redhead the moment you entered the place where the Christmas party was partaking at. "You’re kidding, right…"

Rinne flashed a proud smirk, patting you on the shoulder. "Come on, [Name]. You can’t avoid the mistletoe forever! Besides, it was Niki’s idea. You wouldn’t wanna disappoint your darling friend, right?" You almost wanted to smash his face against the wall.

You greeted everyone in the room, warily looking up and refusing to get close to a specific someone— HiMERU to be exact. It wasn’t like you disliked him or anything.

You simply did not want to get caught under the mistletoe with him.

"[Name]! Could ya’ get me another drink? ‘M too tired." Rinne groaned, reaching out his cup towards you, with a pout on his stupid face.

Your friends were not about to let that slide. They are determined. Everyone and their mothers know about you and HiMERU's silly little crushes on each other. The only ones who doesn't know… are the both of you.

Grumpily snatching Amagi's cup out of his hands, you stuck out your tongue and walked away to the table, where all the drinks and food were.

They're planning on my downfall! You thought.

"Oh. HiMERU didn’t notice you come in, [Name]." The blue-haired man greeted with a small smile on his face. Currently, he was standing alone in the corner of the room.

You greeted back with a small wave, and remained your distance.

HiMERU continued to watch your every move, as if he was plotting something. From watching you refill Rinne’s cup with alcohol and handing it back to him, and to HiMERU noticing that you were blatantly avoiding him.

It’s Christmas. The most wonderful time of the year. But, is it really if HiMERU doesn’t end the night confessing his feelings to the person he had been awkwardly pining on since he met them?

"[Name]," He slowly approached your figure, and you were just in the middle of conversing with Niki when you noticed how stiff and nervous HiMERU looked. That’s a first. You thought.

HiMERU is a confident man, no doubt. Though, when it comes to [Name], he felt himself go weak over the thought of spending a lifetime with you. Niki sent a subtle wink towards his unitmate and left to get more food, you assumed.

"HiMERU, hi. Did you need something?" You asked with a smile. "It’s a fun party we’re having, right? I—"

"I’m in love with you."

"Huh—?" You deadpanned.

"I want to kiss you, [Name]." HiMERU almost yelled out, but the loud music coming from the speakers made it that only you were able to hear what he was saying.

"I don’t care if we don't have a mistletoe ontop of your heads. Right now, I just want to kiss you."

You were burning at this point. No, no— control yourself, [Name]! Did you feel the same way? Yes. Were you holding yourself back? Also a yes. Well, you know what they all say… denial is a river in Egypt.

Without any thought, you harshly pushed him against the wall, catching the man off guard and grabbedchim by the collar. Face flushed red, and your emotions were all over the place. HiMERU gulped, his hand travelling towards your cheek and gently caressing it.

"Meru… no one’s watching us right now." You said, your noses touching. HiMERU, with both hands resting on your hips, finally closed the gap between, leaving no room and space for you to separate.

Looks like you didn't need to do all that work to avoid the mistletoe. In the end, you still ended up with the person you were avoiding.

[kujo-k]

i figured this would be the best place to send this! if you feel like it, please tell me about tennkyo (and even gakukyo). how do you meet? what do you like most about them? anything you wanna share!

the way tumblr didn’t notify me of this ask and i’m just seeing it now I’M SO SORRY 😭😭

but anyway hehe thank you sm for feeding my self indulgent ships w this ask <3

— w tenn i have this whole au that we were childhood friends (i was friends w riku too). and well, the time tenn spends studying abroad i missed him a lot… but we never really lost contact, meeting up often when he was back. it’s that kinda teenage crush that both of us are too shy/cautious to admit haha.

then one thing leads to another and tenn becomes an idol w TRIGGER, while i become a solo idol and actress, learning stage direction. it’s obvious to everyone who knows us that tenn and i like each other, and by the time we start dating, everyone is like: about time ! (it’s mostly gaku and ryu gfhfhjss). obviously, the relationship is kept secret to the public and media, for the sake of both of our careers. in private we’re v affectionate tho hehe and i always love buying tasty donuts for tenn 🩷

what i like the most about him is how caring and kind he is. even if tenn acts cold and has a sharp tongue at times, there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for those he loves 🥺 i always make sure to tell him and spoil him bc he deserves to be cared for <3

— w gaku, i can see us meeting through a drama in which we both star together. it’s that kinda slow burn, meeting to have a drink after work once and then not being able to stop those impromptu “dates”.

it’s that type of relationship that we haven’t labeled yet, but don’t need to put it into words either, for it’s clear to us how the other feels. still, i can definitely see gaku trying to pull off a romantic confession (and ofc i’d say yes).

what i like the most about him is what a green flag he is. like, at first sight he might look intimidating but he’s just so precious and cares for his friends sm 🥺 (also adore his funny boyfailure moments dhfhdhs he deserves a hug)

what about you and ryu tho? hehe i’d love to know too 🩷

[hyunverse]

yes i do! i grew up in boston and ended up getting a rly good scholarship at a school here in nyc so i live here now :)) it’s not too bad. tbh it’s pretty much the same as boston just a little bigger. andddd what’s ironic is even tho i’m from two of the like most known cities in america, i am terrified of rodents 😭. i see them quite often in nyc but not as much in boston. no matter how many times i see them i’m still terrified of them and i am fortunate enough to not be rodent infested 🙏🏼🙏🏼. also yep teef in the muscles is the best way to do it. i want to eat minhos thighs. like chomp is an understatement for what i want to do to those thighs and i have no shame in explaining. the gods ddu du ddu performance …. that’s all i need to say

omfg what is even the point of dating someone like that ?? it’s exhausting. i agree with just wanting to do your own thing. when i was younger i always wanted to date but now i just want to be aloneeeee. i do miss aspects of being a relationship but tbh i’m fine w waiting to experience that w someone like every day yk ?

hey man technique is technique 😏. also yes hyunjin and felix hand comparison makes me crazy. ngl i’m big on size diff and hyunjin just does it for me. so tall and lankyyyyyy he’s just my type. like no joke he is my exact type all around but especially physically. nothing better than a feminine man with so much androgynous energy and duality. like it makes me insane. when i get home i want to measure my hands so i can compare mine w everyone’s. im sure it will be drastic so i will keep you posted ! how tall are you?? im 5’1 .. 😟 it’s bad ik

watch me cry at how sweet you are rn 🥲. u make me blush 🙄. i did take some earlier this morning and i’m trying to drink as much as i can (maybe i’ll purposely forget to do all of this just so you can come here but you didn’t hear that from me 😇😇😇). CONGRATULATIONS THAT IS SO AWESOMEEEEE!!!! you should be so proud of yourself and know i am very very proud of you as well <33 that is literally so amazing, hard work pays off my love 🫶🏻 that’s so awesome. if we happened to not live all the way across the world from each other i’d treat you to a delish meal but i guess our lives failed us on that one >:|. what’s ur fave food btw ? sending hugs back to ur sweet self 💗💗💗💗💗💗💕💕💕💕💕 and a happy heart attack bc u deserve it hehe

- 🐈‍⬛ much love from ur g <333

that sounds nice!! honestly, from experience, moving from one state to another is quite tough. i’ve been living in the city my entire life, but had to make an entire 180° for university life ‘cause my campus is in a village! like an entire village — on the way to my campus, there’s a sign that says, “welcome to ***** village!” good god u can imagine my terror 💀 the facilities are not bad but definite different compared to the city </3 okay i sound like a brat, don’t i? anyway! bae, i’m dead terrified of them nasty rodents too. i feel like puking at the sight of them </3 so i 💯 understand you honestly.

CHOMPING ON HIS THIGHS YEP YEP. minho needs to drop the workout routine cs god his thighs are. . . sighs dreamily. love em. wanna bite em. talking abt that performance. . . lee yongbok. i will never forget that signature ab showing move tbh. gonna show them to my kids being all like this is ur uncle felix! (get it? cs imma marry hyunjin frfr! yes pls entertain my delulu pls pls)

RIGHT i feel like my past experiences and friends’ relationships are the cause of me not wanting one </3 scared me off legit. i think imma stick to writing 🙏 why experience it rn when i can be delulu with u?

UR TYPE AND MY TYPE MUST BE THE SAME THEN CS I LOVE TALL AND LANKY MEN MMM EAT THAT GENRE UP ALL THE TIME! when they’re 90% legs and have big hands? call me up. call me up‼️that is my type right there.

yes keep me posted with the hand comparison, baby. tell me ur hand size too so i can compare with me 🙏 i’m 5’2 so we’re both not that far off HELP. short gang ig 😔

PLEASE DONT FORGET 💔 MY ANGEL I AM TOO BROKE TO FLY TO AMERICA 💔 ONE DOLLAR IS ABOUT FOUR MYR 💔 PLS TAKE CARE OF URSELF 💔 AND THANK YOU BABY!! means a lot from u hehe. i have sm fave food dang. . . it’s hard to choose. i like steak, and ramen and this malay dish u call tomyum! very yummers. also loveee hotpots. i could eat hotpot everyday of my life. and donuts!! what about yours, darling?

you make me blush too ^__^ kisses to u frm me!!

[thatonesquintern13]

episode three - i don’t want to miss a thing:

• “what are your plans for the day?” “uh you’re looking at it.” “you could try looking for a job…” conversations taken directly from my household

• “you got up early? on purpose? why?” kat is literally me

• “hell” number 2!

• dell you do not wanna sell that boat why are you denying this !!

• baby elliot leaving alice decade accurate clothes but them still being out of fashion 😭 at the end of the day he’s still just a boy

• sixpence none the richer there she goes followed by britney spears baby one more time 🤌🏽 love the music budget for this show

• “are you making a mixtape? that’s so vintage” alice could you pretend to be from this era just once

• baby kat already loving alice in wonderland before meeting her friend who is also her daughter named alice

• “the internet is actually a really big deal where i’m from” lol

• kat’s nemesis shading her for drinking AND THEN calling elliot “el”??? i understand why they were nemeses now

• “that is MY nickname for you” 🤭

• oh yeah danny wasn’t her friend, he was jacob’s ):

• kat talking to new guy (who im still suspicious of) and getting the job bc she’s dell’s daughter. we love a nepo baby

• “why are boats always girls?” exactly little jacob fight the patriarchy

• and then colton coming in with the sweetest response 😭

• AND HE WROTE A SONG FOR DELL PLEASE

• why doesn’t alice leave some towels and a change of clothes out by the pond so she isn’t sopping wet every time she comes home

• dell’s face when kat says she got a job as a writer… she’s actually so proud of her 🥹

• obsessed with how andie macdowell says ‘boat’

• alice please read the room before bombarding elliot at school !!

• also elliot is such a man in the sense that he will not pass on relevant information if not asked about it.

• *doesn’t get the marty mcfly reference* “come on… back to the future??” “you are so old.” elliot’s about to scold kat for not educating her daughter on cult classics

• a desk with a book wall is kinda ideal actually.

• kat honey these small town folks don’t care about illegal fishing 😭 but they WILL love the story on the towns biggest cucumber, trust me

• this spencer kid looks old as hell

• oooh we’ve jumped ahead in the past….

• “i should’ve texted” 🧍🏽‍♀️

• omg the sticker tan!! iconic.

• “you’re the new girl that moved here and then went awol, right?” wow alice really repeated her own history

• rita is also suspicious of byron new guy

• nemesis monica redeeming herself with some after hours alcohol

• the girlies are fighting!!! “shut up byron!” “shut up new guy!” 😭

• nemesis monica spencer from school’s mom bc no one leaves this town is accurate btw

• not her trying to set up kat with random coffee shop guy when elliot has literally always been in love with her

• “wait…. is he the only guy you’ve ever been with?” okay scandalous implications hallmark

• “you married… trevor. spillsky.” yes read her for filth, kat

• elliot should’ve covered some ground rules with alice about the past bc how did she think flirting with this boy was gonna go

• alice: oh no i can’t i don’t even sing - iiIiiiI don’t want a lot-

• breaking out baby one more time would’ve had her voted most popular at school for sure

• baby kat calling baby elliot “el” 🥹

• DELL AND COLTON FLASHBACKS 😭😭😭

• imagine being the guy who kissed someone from the future that no one else remembers

• “oh there you guys are! … together.” same baby elliot

• one thing about kat is she loves to nickname people, “jake” “el” “allie” “brady”

• alice just immediately tell kat she can time travel is another reason elliot should’ve given her some rules jesus christ

• how is dell mad at alice talking about things “she knows nothing about” when SHE REFUSES TO TALK ABOUT IT

• i do love that baby elliot and alice were friends before she met present day elliot. that’s such a fun dynamic (and it’s gonna be more fun when he’s her stepda- *gunshot*)

• random coffee shop guy is from working moms!

• kat do NOT give that man your number 😠

• spencer from school narc of all narcs

• the boat stays 🥹

• kat in the pond!! it’s about the get interesting!!

fin.

📺 | the way home

live blogging a season one rewatch so i can remember everything for season two 🫡

episode one:

• i hope this show goes on forever bc they clearly have a full story planned for this witch hunt

• honestly forgot about this private school situation

• dad’s suck!

• do we learn about the “one hit” orrr

• chyler leigh in glasses. that’s it that’s the thought.

• “fReEs yOu Up fOr sOmE hOmEsChoOliNg” hey why don’t you hush.

• nah bc these two are like… not even divorced yet and his gf already moved in with him? i’d set the fire alarm off too

• oh the one hit was last year’s showcase

• hallmark letting a “damned” into the script. big slay

• i do really appreciate that young dell is just andie macdowell in a dark wig.

• sorry but it’s kinda a dream to have a farm in ‘nowhere canada’ to escape to, alice.

• i love generational mommy issues 😌

• one thing about andie macdowell, that accent’s gon’ be thicc

• wet dog foreshadowing 👀

• moving in the middle of the school year is wild

• omg and a “what the hell” !!

• mystery letter 😈 (i only vaguely remember how it got sent so excited to relearn that)

• the glow-in-the-dark ceiling stars 🥺

• LMAO OKAY dell was wrong for sending her out in her pjs but it was funny hehe 🤭

• ELLIOT!!!!

• “you got a lot in common… what with your divorces.” dell that’s so southern of you

• “and me?” OOF

• dell landry: bee keeping age 😗

• fair that kat wants to talk about her brother and dad but didn’t she also…. like. leave?? 🥴

• “if you ever need to talk i’m here. any place. any… time.” very subtle elliot thank you

• ohp. guess that’s why i don’t remember the bracelet. so rose from titanic of her

• wait that’s literally how she gets in the pond ?? okay that’s on me then.

• baby kat!! (A+ casting btw 🤌🏽)

• i could not imagine sitting on TIME TRAVEL for over 14 years. good on elliot

• elliot and kat better get back together in like the first 2 minutes of s2 🤧

• baby elliot!

• as someone who lost their grandpa when i was really young, alice meeting her grandpa and their whole relationship just hits different 🥺

• no bc the 90s ARE totally back in style.

• “alice will be fine.” “jacob wasn’t.” he was 6, girl 😭

• the white witch 😟 (me: wait why am i gasping i already knew that.)

• the blurry picture is actually very clever!

• elliot just standing over the pond ominously 🧍🏻‍♂️

• idk why but i love that kat called him to yell at him.

• kat, he just knows, okay!!

fin.