#fuck me. no more yapping for tonight.

[speakercrab666]

OH MY GOD SHUT UP U GUYS I AM THINKING ABOUT DVDS!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD. I LOVE DVDS. DISCS. HOLY SHIT U GUYS. HHHHHHHHHH.

GONNA BUY A PORTABLE DVD PLAYER AND THEN I’M GONNA WATCH BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN!!!!!!!!! I ALREADY HAVE BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN ON DVD BUT I HAVEN’T SEEN IT YET DUE TO NO DVD PLAYER.

AND THEN I’M GONNA FIND MY ROBOTS DVD AND I!!!! AM GOING!!!!!! TO WATCH!!!! ROBOTS!!!!!!!!!!! IT’S THE BEST MOVIE POSSIBLY EVER AND I REFUSE TO WATCH IT ONLINE. IT LIVES ON A DVD!!!

I CAN’T FIND MY ROBOTS DVD RN BUT OH BOY WHEN I DO!!!!! I WON’T BE ABLE TO WATCH IT BC I DON’T HAVE A DVD PLAYER YET. BUT ROBOTS!!!!! EXCITED FOR ROBOTS.

[thegreatcrowdragon]

Imagining how funny it would be if everyone in crk had phones or something. Elder faerie sends this really long and deep message about how he loves Shadow milk and he responds with the fucking can I has chez burger cat

[maggotmoment]

You know there’s a line in ep 1 of the sickening during shilo’s intro that’s something like ‘i don’t know how those two get along, he’s a monster’ that’s from one of the guards to another guard abt shilo and Lazarus that I always took as meaning that Lazarus is seen as a monster but. The other interpretation is very interesting to think abt! Another guard later pretty much begs shilo not to talk to him bc otherwise he’d be ‘marked for death’ and how no one who talks to shilo lasts longer than a day and I’m just like.

Do you think the guards warn each other. Do they say not to talk to the prince, no matter how sweet and innocent it seems, because doing so will doom you? The guards have to have some kind of community, some kind of camaraderie. Enough to earn each other on how to not get killed, at the very least. But the first guard shilo gets killed is new and hasn’t talked to the other guard very much. The second guard is less willing to talk to shilo but he ends up doing so, of course he does. And the third one at that point fully believes his actions are of his own free will.

I think what part of makes shilo so compelling to me is how he is in no way malicious with his actions. He doesn’t want to kill these guards or get these guards killed, he isn’t doing it out of hatred or enjoyment or even boredom. He just. Does not see them as anything more then things to talk to sometimes and use in his escape attempts. They get replaced quick enough. But from an outside perspective? Of course he’d seem monstrous. Even amongst a whole castle full of monsters, a young, mysterious prince who has never been outside the castle walls, who is rumored to doom anyone he talks to, all while seeming so sweet and innocent, so out of the norm in vampire society? A prince who can easily manipulate your actions and thoughts and will do so without a second thought not because he is intending to use you but because he genuinely doesn’t see anything wrong with it?

Of course that seems like a monster. Of course you’d wonder how others could bear to talk to him when it could so easily doom them. Mark them for death. like-a day? they barely even last a day.

[fireworkss-exe]

call me a stereotypical annoying teenage girl all you want but titanic (1997) had me absolutely transfixed when I first watched it

[hauntingblue]

Zoro was about to tell luffy off for making a scene but luffy just says some guys spilled red bean soup and he starts to make a worse one. Amazing

[threnodians]

i made the mistake of opening tiktok and now i have absolutely ruined my mood and i am so drained from how long yesterday was as well so i am going tf back to sleep until i have to get ready for work

also expect puppy pictures tonight because miss daisy had five puppies (two female, three male) last night 💕

[imthewokerbaby]

i want to yell into the void tonight so.

chronic pain? I wouldn't say I have it I guess? But I'm also in pain all the time lol. Maybe I just feel weird claiming things when I've never had them confirmed by outside parties.. though like.. what are they gonna do? Attach themselves to my neurons and feel it?

I'll keep staying ridiculous though. Surely it's fine.

I can't even get new glasses that aren't fucked so ain't no way I'm getting any assistance on any other front lol. Fuck it we ball

[ace-of-d1am0nds]

i’m so exhausted

[spilledcoffeeonthefloor]

Fans making a youtube video with the title:

"Neil josten when Andrew"

and it's like:

*reporter: Neil Josten! people say Andrew m-

Neil: nope, imma stop u right there. you bring Andrew up again and we're having a big problem here. I'm tired of your never ending self made drama about my teammates.

*reporter, Again: Neil Josten! there has been rumors about your current goalie Andr-

Neil: there has been rumors about your mother as well, actually! people say his son doesn't have a better job to do than making a shit amount of money out of people's private life.

*camera on Neil staring at Andrew in a middle of a warm up before a match.

*camera on Kevin talking to Neil, Neil literally zoning out, then turning his head around and looking for something. kevin sighs, then points toward Andrew in the corner. Neil's face lighting up

*camera on Neil looking at Andrew in the goal when he's standing out for the game and doing a "Andrew smile" soft and proud and literally heart eyes.

*camera on Neil punching a stricker for shoving Aaron.

*camera on Neil turning toward Andrew everytime he scores.

*more Neil staring at Andrew

*another stricker yells something at Andrew mid game,

Neil punching the guy in the guts, twice, walking toward the referrer, snatching a red card before the referrer could even offer it, and punching the stricker dude twice more

*reporter: Neil josten, your goalie Minyard did an excellent performance at this game, do-

Neil: OH MY GOD, RIGHT????? like, wow that was amazing. he is amazing. I've been obsessed with exy since i was a kid, and I've seen really, really great things in exy, but this? that defense? that was the greatest thing I've ever seen. he didn't let a single goal in. like-*endless yapping*

*reporter: Neil josten, how's playing with Minyard?

Neil: good, he keeps me on my knees.

Neil:....

Neil: TOES. HE KEEPS ME ON MY TOES.

*Camera on Neil laughing so hard at something Andrew said with complete deadpan

*a tweet that says "i wish Andrew Minyard would bench press me" and has a "liked by Neil josten" above it.

*Camera on Neil threatening a nurse at the hospital to let her see Andrew, who was hurt mid game.

then again, camera on Neil shouting "ok then I'm buying the fucking hospital"

*Camera on Wymack trying to prevent Neil from buying the hospital

*reporter: Neil josten you look fabulous tonight! can you tell us what brand you're wearing?

Neil: i have not a single idea, Andrew picked it up

reporter: you just wear whatever he picks up for you..?

Neil: yuP.

*Foxes on tv in a quiz show, camera on Neil taking Andrew's coffee mug, taking a sip, put two sugar cubes in it, blowing it a bit to cool down then handing it to Andrew and turning to the host: excuse me what were you saying?

[backwzzds]

Plug!Zoro x Black Reader. It’s literally 4 am right now and I cannot get him off my mind like just imagine him pulling up and his dark green hellcat for a late night drop but really he’s trying to give you more than just weed 😵‍💫

i never even thought of plug!zoro omg…cuz u onto sum!

like literally i can imagine zoro being that chilled n laid back typa plug. unlike eren or even connie, not a lot of people even know that he sells. he’s the type of plug that has like a set list of customers, and the only way you could cop from him is if one of his already-customers vouched for you to him.

it’s not that he’s scared of getting caught or anything, zoro can give less than a shit about that. but he just didn’t like having his business out there like that. in addition, he didn’t even mean to become a trustworthy ‘plug’ in the first place when his dumb ass accidentally ended up growing some fire ass weed one night. this is purely a hobby for him, one he just happens to make mad bread from!

you on the other hand would be on zoro’s client list through his close friend robin. you forgot how you even got close with him, but that’s how long you’ve known zoro. you could hit him up at any time at night and best believe that blacked out, tinted, emarald green scat pack would be parked outside your house within the half hour.

you couldn’t help but open the door for zoro before he even had the chance to walk in like he usually found himself doing. there was some sexual tension there, you both knew that. but you knew yourself well enough to know that if you gave yourself to zoro, you were never getting your soul back.

“hey mama.”

“man, bout time you got my shit.” the drug dealer gives you a lopsided grin before briefly smiling, flashing you the shiny gold of his canine grill piece. zoro holds up a back and smirks at you. this man would be so fine with the way he’d pat your ass the moment you turned around to let him inside the house.

with a little jump from his grip on you, you playfully roll your eyes at him before taking a seat on the couch. with a small joke, you tease, “31 minutes to get here, that mean my bud free?”

“tch,” the man gives you a quick suck of his teeth as he rests his gun on your coffee table before grabbing your rolling tray and pouring bud on it. “you always get this shit for free, don’t even play with me.” you giggle and throw your feet on his lap underneath the tray as you watch him roll up for the night. “we testing six tonight?”

“are you trying to kill me?” you gasp.

“nah, not when i can do something else,” zoro teased, not even looking in your eyes as he started to seal the first blunt with his saliva. but he doesn’t miss the way your brown cheeks flush a deep red and you look away from his pretty face. he chuckles at your nervousness around him. you were so cute.

six said blunts in, and you were both gone. here you were, perched nearly in zoro’s lap as you yapped his ear off.

“nah, cuz i see the way you be lookin’ at her,” you teased, recalling the memory of some mutual friend of yours, flirting with zoro.

“yeah, so?” zoro teased. “she’s annoying as shit. don’t want her.”

you gasp loudly before giggling. “zee! that’s so mean!”

zoro chuckled, “i didn’t say anything wrong. besides, i got someone else being a pain in my ass right now. i’m good with that,” his voice drops an ovtave as he shoves his face in the crook of your neck. your hand can’t help but fly to his green hair and run your fingers through it.

“damn, imma pain in your ass huh?”

“fine as fuck too,” zoro muttuers, kissing along your neck. “you gonna let me give you sum’n besides bud tonight?”

your breath falters as you feel zoro move his kisses as his hands traveled all over your body. his large hands find their way underneath your pajama shirt and they grip at the fat of your tit, possessively squeezing the flesh in his hand. “yeah? what?”

“could give you dick or head. your pick, mama.” between your legs nearly tingle at his reserved nickname for you. soon after, zoro’s kisses trail across your face as he’s pecking all over your lips. “‘m stayin’ the night either way though.”

you can’t help but test your influence over the plug by teasing him. “ion know, you me playing round. how i know you don’t just wanna fuck me and dip?”

zoro rolls his eyes and slowly shoves his hands down your pajama shorts, finding your already wet heat. with a lopsided smirk, he looks at you malevolently. “yeah, i think you’d like it if i stayed tonight too.”

“nah i don’t think my nigga’ll like that,” you tease, just pulling his leg. at the sight of his glock laid out against your coffee table, you add, “he got a gun you know. like to shoot people. like real scary shit.”

zoro can’t help but smile into your skin as he pulled you into him. “he sure do.”

“oooh, fuck!” you’re damn near struggling to breath as zoro has you split against his cock. “you’re reaching so deep, daddy.”

“yeah, daddy reaching deep in that little pussy baby?” zoro teased as he gave you long and deep strokes. “tell him how much you like that shit mama.”

“so much, daddy. like it so much,” you cried, holding the back of your knees up as far as you could. “gonna cum soon.”

“i know baby, i know,” zoro mutters as he thumbs circles against your puffy clit. “gonna show you that this pussy’s all mine. ‘s all mine right? no one else’s?”

you’re breathing hard as you watch the site of where you two connect. “all yours, zee.” a white ring soon forms against the brownish base of zoro’s cock, highlighting the mix of both your arousals.

eventually, you begin to feel overstimulation peak your adrenaline, so out of instinct, you can’t help but rest your small hands on zoro’s pelvis not exactly pushing him away, but instead trying to relieve the own pressure between your legs.

“man move your hand,” zoro kissed his teeth, but you were too fucked out to even listen.

“‘s too much!” you whined.

ignoring your pleas, zoro gravs both your legs and rests them on your shoulders, watching as the gold anklet he bought you dangle by his ears. “mama move your hand or imma move that shit for you, don’t play with me.”

immediately, you move your hand but let out a sharp cry when zoro grips your hips tight and begins to drill your shit with no mercy. “o-oh my go—“

“can’t help you now, pretty.” zoro gave you his million dollar smirk as he began to rub your nipples between his fingers. “fuck, ‘m almost there baby. gonna cum soon.”

“gonna cum soon daddy?” you whine, grabbing his hand. zoro uses his free own to wrap around your neck, lightly squeezing as he watched you effortlessly submit to him.

“mhm,” zoro hummed, feeling the familiar knot tie in his stomach. gosh, he loved fucking you in missionary like this. he loved looking in your eyes and watching all the love you had for him just flow right down to the juices of your waterpark pussy.

it was rare that a smoke session with him didn’t turn into this man fucking you an inch from pure insanity. zoro was crazy and he proved it each time he stroked his dick deep inside you and flooded you with all of him.

“damn girl, this pussy’s so fuckin’ good,” the drug dealer muttered to himself. “all fuckin’ kine. no one’s fuckin’ you like this but me, ya hear?”

you immediately nod your head, finally feeling yourself cum against him. “i’m coming zee! i’m coming i’m com—!” your screams are cut short as your legs shook around zoro’s shoulders

“might be a little selfish and might just put a baby in you,” zoro smirked down at you. “you’d want that pretty? want me to fill you up and make you a mama?”

“yes,” you whined, feeling your energy slowly drain as you continued to cream against him and the sheets. “please come in me, zoro!”

“sure you want it baby? gotta use your words mama.” zoro bites down on his lip as he tries to hold himself back from drilling into you like a madman.

“mhm, yes zee! cum in me please!”

the greenhead takes a deep breath as he feels his dick twitch inside your warm gummy walls. with the green light, he uses the last inch of stamina left in him to completely wreck you. “fucking hell, that’s it, mama. that’s it. just like that. milk me for all i fucking got—fuck!”

you’re left breathless as zoro fills you up and then some, his cum dripping out of your gaping hole and onto the sheets below you. with a collapse beside you, the plug pulls you into his chest and places chaste kisses all along your face.

[hemmingshouse]

after hours | matt sturniolo

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“stop looking at me like that.”

“like what, sweetheart?”

a breathy laugh fell from your lips as you brought the duvet up to cover your face, a groan leaving your mouth as matt tried to pull the white sheets away so he could see your blushed up cheeks and the flushed state he got you in.

“hey!” he chuckled softly, brushing a stray lock of hair out of your eyes, “can’t i look at my girl like she’s the most gorgeous thing walking this planet?”

you playfully rolled your eyes before scooching closer to your boyfriend. “you just fucked me senseless and now you’re showering me with cute shit. besides that, i’m not even sure if walking this planet is possible anymore - you ruined me, matthew.”

your words caused matt to let out a laugh as he shook his head, gliding his tongue across his teeth as his eyes scanned your beautiful face. the apples of your cheeks had a rosy tint to them and matt wasn’t sure if it was because you were flustered by his compliments or because you had just gotten down from your third orgasm - but it was safe to say the cozy and worn out look suited you more than anyone.

the way you were always so keen on laying together after having sex had matt in a chokehold. you’d rake your hands through his unruly mop of brunette curls, acrylic nails gently scraping his scalp in a calming manner. your warm and naked body wrapped around his, his fingers automatically running up and down your spine and sometimes ‘accidentally’ dipping down to grab a handful of your ass and pull one of your legs across his body so he could tease you by brushing his tip against the most sensitive part of your body.

your vanilla scented body butter caused his mind to go into overdrive, the familiar scent filling his nose as he had you pressed up against him while you yapped away about your plans for the following hours.

“plans? are we not staying in tonight, baby?” he jutted out his bottom lip, letting his thumb run over yours as he cupped your jaw with his hand. the coldness of his silver rings were a nice contrast against your flushed face, his gaze fiercely but comfortably upon you. “i thought we could go for another round after we finish eating the chinese takeaway?”

you groaned and let your head fall back for a second as a laugh escaped your mouth, noticing matt sporting a big grin as he looked at you. “you’re unbelievable.”

he playfully raised an eyebrow, “just to clarify,” he teased, “is that a yes or a no?”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

hi my sugar plums!! i’m so sorry for being mia but life got a little rough and too much lately.. i’m doing a bit better now and finally found some time and willpower to write again so there we go! a cute lil blurb for y’all to enjoy. i promise i’ll get back into frequently writing and publishing 💘 thank you all for the love, it makes my heart allllll fuzzy mwah luv yew x

[homestylehughes]

boyfriend luke headcanons

pairing(s): luke hughes x fem!reader

summary: headcanons of bf!luke!

wc: 568

warnings: fluff!! cute luke, smut 18+. sfw and nsfw!

authors note: hiii guys!! guess whos back...me! i just finished my last final WOOOOHOOO! but i still have to write a 10 page paper final... gulp anyways!! i love writing headcanons recently... they're so fun so write. i wrote for luke, luke might be my fav hughes brother... he's been looking a little too good recently NO SURPRISE! anyways im working on more fics tonight so more things will be coming!! im currently working on a long quinn fic, super excited for that to come out. omg this is so long im so sorry, okay im done yapping now!! like and reblog if you enjoyed it<3 much love as always <3

OH!! my requests are open, send something in or just talk to me:)

happy reading<3

Sfw: 

Bf!luke: luke loves having his hands on you at all times. Cuddling you when you guys are home alone and having an arm and hand on you when you guys are out in public. Always making sure you know that he's always there.

Bf!luke: luke loves to plan cute little dates for you guys, always changing it up. If it's a picnic in the park or dinner at a fancy restaurant. Your favorite dates are the random ones, just getting in the car and doing something, those always make the best memories. 

Bf!luke: Luke is a quiet but attentive boyfriend. He's always there when you need a shoulder to cry on, he always listens to you about everything you want to talk about. Luke is quiet in some momentents but you don't mind it, you love how soft and quiet he is, showing how he cares for you in intimate ways.

Bf!luke: He's such a competitive game player. He hates losing, especially to you. Your favorite moment with him is when guys were playing scrabble and he lost in the last round, flipping the scrabble board with a dramatic sign. Lets just say he was picking up scrabble pieces for 2 hours straight. 

Bf!luke: It's no secret that Luke can't cook, but he tries for you. Waking up before you, his mind set on making you breakfast. Trying to be as quiet as he can in the kitchen, trying to pull something together to impress you with. He always ends up going with things that don't involve him using the stove, as a safe bet. The cereal and yogurt bowls never fail to make your heart burst whenever you see them. Knowing it's not much, but it means so much to you because luke made it for you. 

Nsfw: 

Bf!luke: people wouldn't expect it but luke is one kinky guy. He loves trying new things in the bedroom. Tying you up, trailing ice cubes down your body, you name it he’ll do it.

Bf!luke: shower sex. Luke loves shower sex. Watching the water run down your body, has to be one of his favorite sights. Kissing your neck from behind you, guiding his hands along your waist pulling your body back towards him. He’ll slowly push your body against the shower wall, trapping you body with his arms caging you in as he works his way down you body, as your moans fill up the shower walls. 

Bf!luke: luke loves it when you praise him, he definitely has a praise kink. Pulling on his hair while he eats you out. Looking down at him as he's between your legs, moaning at how good he looks from down there. Urging him on saying “fuck right there” “yes luke oh my god” “you look so pretty between my legs”, and his personal favorite is when you call him “good boy”. 

Bf!luke: luke loves ur thighs, kissing them, laying on them, anything that has to do with your thighs he loves. He loves gripping them while your on top riding him, his large hands gripping your thighs with such force that will definitely leave a bruise the next day. 

[yngtort]

— testing 1! 2!

chan | lino | changbin | hyun | jisung | lix | seungmin | jeongin | ot8

NSFW ★

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Xfem!reader straykids reactions to you : tapping the tip and saying “is this mic on???” Mdni ��� humiliation • degrading • slight dumbification (laugh guys it’s supposed to be funny)

Nsfw under !!

bangchan! Finds it funny as hell. He’s such a sucker for corny jokes, even when he’s painfully hard, dick leaking precum all over your lips.

“Trust me baby, the mics been turned on from the moment you walked in dressed like that.” he’d say before tapping your chin, “now open wide.”

Minho! Blinks a couple times, before he lets out that little puff of air that he does before his lips turn up into a smirk. “That’s real cute and all,” he says grabbing your hair and pulling your head back, “but let’s use your mouth for more productive things, yeah?”

changbin! Doesn’t even get the joke at first. Too excited to get sucked bone dry, you should’ve known that it would go straight over his head. “y/n-ah, you know I can’t focus on two things at once” he’d whine, nudging his dick against your cheek, “explain it to me later, Kay?”

But you won’t be able to speak a single word after he fucked your throat raw.

hyunjin! shuts you up with his dick immediately. He’s so fed up with your constant yapping, never taking anything seriously. “Your mouth is the reason you’re down there in the first place,” he bites as he shoves himself deeper, “stop acting dumb and learn when you need to be heard.”

Jisung! Is more amused than you thought he would be. You watch from your position under his desk as Soft snickers fall from his lips. “Since you’re having so much fun,” he starts, spreading his legs wider to give you more room to sit between them, “lets up the ante and see if you can sing a song with my mic down your throat.”

Felix! eyes light up hearing your words, micheavous smirk growing on his lips and you inadvertently gulp. “this mic sn’t working at the moment,” he says before pulling out his phone, flash flicking on, bright and beaming. “But this one works perfectly. Go on, show the guys how loud and sloppy you get.”

Seungmin! Presses his lips into a the thinnest line he can muster. Your joke completely blows his mood, making him push your head away. “On the bed,” He instructed and you comply, no questions asked. “We’re gonna skip the foreplay tonight. I need to fuck the stupidity out of you.”

Jeongin! Is sooo confused but laughs anyways, not wanting to let you know he doesn’t get what you’re saying. you obviously notice his ignorance which makes you want to tease him more. Taking his member into you hand and singing a song, lips brushing against the tip and making him whimper. “S-stop it. I get it, I get it!” he’d cry out, bucking his hips desperately. “No more jokes, y/n. I need you s’bad.”

Nnii : just a lil sumn bc I was bored :D !! Hope you liked it <3.

Tinaytag (comment to be added) : @sydnerss @sunnyyangie @panjakes @foxinnie8 @inniescandy-01 @luvyev @hyunjinhoexxx @caitlyn98s

[lil-annonie]

0UT LIKE A LIGHT. —SATORU GOJO.

SYNOPSIS. Realization truly hit you hard. Only a shame it didn't hit him to realize the damage he's done.

CW. Modern!au. CEO!Gojo.

WC. 1688

A/N. I need sleep. Why is there sigma in my maths. No actually, STATISTICS. wgat the fuck is taht n why am I looking for SIGMA. 😞 I might actually fail this quarter cause I've failed almost every quiz, though my performances are PEAK. But ugh im not gonna be an honor student oh god. Ion wanna get smacked n get my door n phone taken away ugh 😣 update. there is no phone to get cause..heh..i broke it

What good is a luxurious estate for two if he never comes home?

All you can do to feel closure is to lay on the king sized bed and reminisce what it feels like to lay and be with him again.

But reminiscing isn't the right word. You can't deny that the majority of times like these all you really try to do is to try and remember what it feels.

It's not like Gojo left you. You don't think he has plans on leaving you; after all, he does drain and drown himself with work for his family. For you.

But then again.

What good is spoiling you if he isn't even there to accompany you in buying things and having fun? You feel guilty for being so ungrateful.

Poor Gojo is only doing what he has to. He has heavier weights on his shoulders than you ever will! You should be happy you can go wherever you want whenever you want instead of having to balance a big corporation by a big clan and a relationship, unlike him.

But he himself isn't balancing it all too well.

.

..

...

You just miss your husband. You're not trying to be a brat. It's not your fault you think he needs to spend a little more time with you.

...

Whining about your problems in your own mind won't help. It'll probably make it worse.

You realize every problem would all just water down to the same question,

"What good?"

What good is spending countless date nights together surrounded by art materials, you and him work and make memories while making a love journal,

"Satoru, that's too much supplies!" You scold your partner. The sight of him carrying two bags full of art materials making you concerned about how much money he spent on such silly things. He laughs at your reaction, taking your hand and walking in your dorm and to your room, setting the bags down on the fluffy carpet beside your bed.

"Nothing to worry about, sweets. Money is the least of poor worries." Gojo assures you, sitting down and pulling you next to him. "C'mon now, let's start making the journal already! I've been waiting for this moment for ages! "

Only for him to never engage in any dates you, or even himself had planned?

"Evenin' Toru... Are you free for tonight? You know we have a date. Ev'n marked it on our calendar, you know." Another sent right to the voicemail. It's the 5th one by now. It's well past the time of your reservation yet you still hope. One last time. One more try before you give up and change out of your clothes and pull out wine.

"If you can't come it's.. Alright. I—.. We can still plan another one anytime, like you said the last time. And the last. Before that, too—.. Ah, forget it. I'm sorry for sounding mad. Uh, please just. Uhm. Don't drown yourself with work, Satoru. It's bad for you." For us. "Goodnight, 'Toru. Wake me up if you come back or uh.. Text me if you can't. Bye. I love you."

What good were the long early morning walks with your hands holding, fingers intertwined as you and him walk over to a café to grab coffee (Gojo gets hot chocolate instead, disliking the bitter taste of coffee.) And take a seat at the park yapping each other's ears off as you both make a bucket list, sharing a pen and writing down your dreams in the love journal both of you created,

After Gojo finishes writing down what he wants to do with you and adding it on the bucket list, you take the pen he was offering and write down yours. Your eyes scan the almost-filled bucket list and end up in the latest one Gojo wrote. "♡Start a family!♡" in bold letters with hearts and rainbows all around the words.

"Really planning ahead huh, 'Toru?" You huff out a laugh and look at him, the faint blush he has makes you want to attack his cheeks with kisses. "With all those hearts too!"

"You can't tell me you haven't thought of it." He fights back. But he's right..you really can't tell him that. "With you, I wouldn't mind starting a family." "Awh. Come on, sweets.. Give me a clear answer!" "Okay, okay! Yes. I do want to start a family with you, better?"

"Imagine what our child would look like, I wonder whose hair color they would get.. Can't I just br—" with already a blushing face, you get more red. "Satoru! We're in college and in public. You can't just blurt that out!"

If he doesn't even make time from the both of you to cross out at least one word in the list?

Though it's pathetic, you still hold the feeling of nostalgia. Your prime. Yours and his prime, when you were the couple of the campus. You hold those memories dearly.

You wouldn't mind rummaging through the old boxes on the very corners of the attic to find something to hold on to. No matter how much dust, insects, and heat tries to go to you, you will do it for the journal.

So you do.

After an hour or two did you finally find it. Old and dusty, but still in pretty good shape for a book that stayed in such a place for such a time.

You get jumped by the first page of the journal.

"Bucket list! <3"

the list went on. It filled the whole page. Front to back, even. From "Bahamas!" To "try every damn fast food restaurant fry."

Each word came with a good remembrance of the times you or him wrote the words down, each little memory having it's own adorable conversation between you two.

But each word forced you to remember each rejected and ignored plan you had and shared with your dear Satoru.

"They called me for a meeting. I'm busy."

"Please, sweets. You know how hard it is for me to get a day off."

"I'm tired."

Excuses on and on and on. He knows those excuses don't make you any less sad, yet he still does it. Does he do it to spite you and your pathetic attempts? Does he know how cruel he is? Trying to slip and dodge every piece of affection thrown at him. As if being neglected by your own lover isn't bad enough!

What good are passing those old crumpled papers the both of you passed to each other way back in highschool, old papers filled with little names for your future children, even a whole reason about the name,

Expecting Satoru to pass you the paper back with a reply, he instead puts it under his notebook and pulls out another piece of paper, scribbling something out with big letters before covering your view with another book of his. Huh, weeirrrddd.

A few minutes later, he grabs your attention by nudging his boot against your sandal under the table, sliding the paper to you when you give him a glance.

"NAMEZZ! 𖤐𖨆"

• nouitzki. Nowitzki?? Idk

➥ sounds rich asf. Matching name = status righhhtt?? keh heh. :p

You look at him again, and he looks at you. He looks genuine. The way Gojo looks while he waits for you to write something down, his body nearly facing yours as he rests his face on his palm. Mouthing out a "c'mon.." with a smile on his face.

if sleeping with him in the same room without his call ringtone disturbing him and you every three seconds is such a rare event?

Why does he keep prioritizing such useless calls from whoever the fuck politician, celebrity, or another nepo baby is calling?

"Satoru... r' they calling again? It looks so dark outside n' late.. Can't they take a break.." You groan as your eyes still try to get used to the light from the sudden open lamp, you feel your lover hug you tightly and kiss your forehead before he sighs. "Yes, sweets, they are.. M' sorry."

Gojo sounds like he dreads responding to the caller. He is. He keeps his arms tight around you and his lips on your skin, letting the ringtone go off for a few seconds before carefully sitting up and reaching for his vibrating phone.

You don't bother listening in the conversation after that and continue sleeping, only waking up when you feel his lips against your forehead again, whispering apologies before walking out the room.

You want to remind him about the words that came out of his lying little mouth just a few hours ago, about how he'll stay till sunrise, but you know he's also tired and telling him that will just make him feel like shit. So you don't. You still love him, after all.

..

... Yeah.

back then, people noticing his absence whenever you went to events or parties alone felt good, the thought of your acquaintances expecting you with him or vice versa gives you the feeling of bliss.

but now.. oh wow.

everywhere you go, questions bringing up your husband's absence would endlessly haunt you. sure hurts like a bitch.

how cruel it is to actually know by experience that bullshit as simple as a family corporation can break love you thought only death could break apart.

you cant do this anymore.

Gojo doesn't completely try to ignore you, but you realize the more you and him aren't together, the more the relationship feels like downgrading to a simple friendship.

its not just his ignorance, no.

As time passes by he becomes a complete stranger.

the mutual interests you both loved would fade, and he would pour his stress on you. though not screaming matches, fortunately, it was words that were equipped with armour and swords, aiming straight to the heart.

you make a plan instead.

if he loves leaving you behind without notice, you would to.

fuck a letter.

maybe someday he would get back to his senses, maybe one day you and him would meet again.

A/N. Chat I accidentally posted this twice instead of saving it as draft. Am I cooked 😞also im so sorry if there are any repeated like situations n stuff i do not beta read n i dont have time to see errors oh and the ending was rushed. i do not know how to end a story im sorry also ts ws started on oct 2. ive put all tears and sweat and blood to keep continuing

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First Meet ⋆˚࿔ fuckboy!jungkook 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ extra ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

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note — just a lot of yapping ig?? lmao

a frat party.

you despise frat parties.

so why are you here?

because you wanna fuck hoseok.

you just have to find him in this crowd, strike up a conversation, maybe flirt a little, and then let things happen naturally.

simple, right?

wrong!!

you’ve never done this kind of thing before. well, you’re not a virgin, but you’ve never really gone out of your way to hook up with someone who wasn’t in a relationship with you. why would you? your vibrator has always been enough, and besides, you don’t trust people easily. putting yourself out there like this feels foreign—almost reckless.

so why now? why hoseok?

he’s been your study buddy for a while now. almost like a good friend to you. compared to the other guys you’ve met, he’s respectful, never once tried to cross any boundaries.

that’s basically the bare minimum, but still, for some reason, you’re really attracted to him.

or you're just sex deprived.

when he invited you to his friend’s party; where everyone either drinks, hooks up, or both. you figured it was a sign.

“you can come if you wanna” were his exact words, casual and without pressure.

still, an invite to a party like this must mean something, right? you probably have a chance with him. you just want to fuck him.

a hookup isn’t that bad, is it?

“___! over here!” hoseok’s voice cuts through the crowd, and you spot him waving at you. you push through the sweaty bodies and the overwhelming stench of alcohol. he’s swaying with a drink in hand, a pretty woman clinging to his side.

great.

he already has plans for tonight.

“you came!” he cheers.

not yet you haven’t. and, at this rate, you probably won’t.

“yeah… yay, i came,” you reply, trying to sound enthusiastic.

“enjoy yourself, ___! drink as much as you want!” he laughs, clearly already wasted. the woman next to him pulls him closer, whispering something in his ear while kissing his neck in a way that feels too intimate.

awkward..

“have fun, okay? i’ll see you in a few,” hoseok says, before turning back to the woman. “got some unfinished business to deal with.”

and just like that, he’s gone.

you’re disappointed. sad, even. and a little.. mad?

“good job, ___,” you mutter under your breath. “this is what you get for not telling him if you were coming or not.”

ugh, imagine getting all worked up for nothing.

“what do i even do now?” you sigh, turning around to leave. “guess i’ll just— ow! what the fu—”

“watch where you’re going, dumba— oh.”

you rub your shoulder, looking up at the guy who practically knocked you over. in the dim lighting, you can’t make out much of his face, but he’s staring down at you, eyes scanning your features.

“that fucking hurts,” you groan.

“if you wanted my attention that badly, you could’ve just asked instead of running into me,” he says, a cocky smirk forming on his lips. “also, bumping into strangers isn’t the best approach, you know.”

“you bumped into me!” you protest.

“that’s what they all say,” he grins, the cockiness in his voice irritates you.

oh you hate him already.

“i was trying to leave, and you came out of nowhere!! whatever, it was an accident, okay? i wasn't trying to get your attention. i don’t even know who you are,” you explain, growing more frustrated.

“you don’t know me?”

you shake your head, confused.

“who invited you?”

“why do you care?”

“because this is my party.”

oh.

shit.

it’s jeon jungkook.

“oh i-”

“wait. aren’t you ___?”

“uh, yeah, that’s me. how do you know my name?” you ask, surprised that he recognizes you.

“i think i saw you talking to hoseok once and—” loud cheering interrupts him, followed by the sound of music thumping from the main room. he glances around, looking slightly annoyed before continuing, “come on, i know a quieter place.”

you give him a look, cleary not liking that idea.

“i won’t do anything, darling,” he says softly. “i promise. i just wanna talk,” something about the way he says it makes your stomach do a flip.

no, nope, you can't let your hormones take control over you right now.

you shake your head slightly, trying to clear your thoughts.

“you coming?” he asks as he starts walking, glancing back at you with a teasing smile.

normally, you'd be on your way out of a party like this. but something in you decided to follow him. maybe it was curiosity, or maybe it was just because the loud, crowded room was starting to get on your nerves.

“so, you study with hoseok. interesting.” he sits beside you. “didn’t know he was into people like you.” jungkook hands you a coke.

you take it from his hand, raising an eyebrow. “people like me?”

“just didn’t think hoseok hung out with nerds,” jungkook replies, his tone casual but with that ever-present cockiness.

jeon jungkook—the infamous fuckboy.

you don’t really understand why he’s so popular.

sure, he’s handsome. and okay, maybe his perfectly sculpted body helps, but the way girls fawn over him and the way guys seem to both admire and fear him baffles you.

even now, you find him irritating.

how can someone so cocky be so popular?

“what is that supposed to mean?” you frown.

he shrugs, a hint of a smirk on his lips.

“did you spike this?” you ask, raising a brow as you take a cautious sip.

he rolls his eyes “relax. i’m a fuckboy, not a creep.”

“same thing.” you shrug, taking another sip, feeling the cold liquid hit your throat.

“so, why are you here?”

“what do you mean?”

“this place is filled with fuckboys—or creeps, as you like to call them. doesn’t seem like your vibe.”

“uh, like i said before, i was invited,” you say, clearing your throat, feeling slightly defensive. “thought i’d check it out.”

jungkook looks at you skeptically, and the weight of his stare makes you shift uncomfortably.

“you wanna be a fuckgirl?”

“what?! no!” you almost choke on your drink, the suggestion catching you off guard.

he grins, clearly enjoying your reaction. “then you wanna fuck?”

“i don’t wanna fuck,” you snap. “at least, not you or any of these people.” you look away, feeling embarrassed at the bluntness of his and your words.

jungkook looks at you, puzzled for a moment, and then his eyes widen as he puts the pieces together. “hoseok?? you’re into hoseok? wow… i mean,” he clears his throat “i thought you didn’t like fuckboys.”

“since when is that any of your business?” you scoff, glaring at him.

he raises his hands in surrender, still grinning. “my bad. just curious.”

you face the other way, crossing your arms in frustration. first, you are not getting fucked tonight and you're mad. second, you’re sitting here with one of the cockiest guys on campus. none of this is what you had in mind for the night.

you groan internally, wondering if you’ve made a huge mistake.

“hey,” jungkook’s voice softens, and you turn your head slightly to look at him. “why so grumpy?” he teases and you roll your eyes yet again.

“oh, maybe because i’m not getting fucked tonight and i am stuck with the campus' favorite fuckboy,” you blurt out, regretting the words the second they leave your mouth.

his eyes widen a little, amusement flashing across his face. “hm, well, do you want me to call hoseok for you? i’m pretty sure he wouldn’t say no to a pretty girl like you.” he pulls out his phone, and you quickly reach out to stop him.

“no! what!? that’s embarrassing. what are you thinking?” your hand covers his phone, pushing it down, your fingers brushing against his.

jungkook pauses, looking at where your hand is touching his. his eyes flick up to meet yours, surprised, and you quickly pull your hand away, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks. “just… don’t try to help. i’m fine.”

“right,” he says, putting his phone away. “forgot you’re a little different.”

“different?” you ask, frowning.

“i mean, you clearly don’t fit in with the people here,” he says casually.

“i can if i want to,” you retort, not even sure why you’re trying to prove yourself to him.

he chuckles, raising an eyebrow. “yeah? prove it then”

you hesitate for a moment, unsure of what he expects. but there’s something in the way he’s looking at you that makes your pulse race.

“i was just joking, you don't have to— mmph!”

the kiss is quick. it ends as soon as it starts. when you pull back, his eyes are wide. he clearly did not expect that.

you feel a strange sense of pride wash over you, but the embarrassment quickly sets in. “i- uh, i have to go now,” you announce, hoping to make an exit before he can say something to make the situation worse.

“oh, uh sure,” he mutters, standing up as you do, but just as you're about to leave, he grabs your wrist.

“you sure you don't wanna fuck?” he asks, clearly teasing you.

“no. unlike you, i can keep it in my pants,” you retort, trying to sound more confident than you feel.

“weren't you mad that you weren't gonna get fucked tonight? i can totally help you, you know,” he offers.

“i am fine.” you say, turning around to leave, but he grabs your wrist once more.

“can i have your number at least?”

“what? no. why would i give my number to you?” you shoot back immediately, almost as if the question is absurd.

he frowns, looking genuinely offended. “you're mean. i just wanna be your friend. nothing wrong with being friends!!”

you pause for a moment, considering his words. it’s not like you’re opposed to having friends, but something about him being your friend feels weird. “i don't think that's—”

“come on, just think about it. you seem cool, and i am hot, it would work you know” he interrupts

“i am cool and you're hot? seriously?” you almost let out a scoffed laugh

“yeah, why not?” he presses, his eyes searching yours for an answer. “trust me, i’m not that bad.”

“you say that, but you're still a fuckboy,” you remind him

“maybe, but i can be a fun fuckboy,” he counters, a playful glint in his eyes. “what do you have to lose?”

you roll your eyes but can’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. “this conversation is ridiculous.”

“so is this party,” he replies, grinning. “just give me a chance. what’s the worst that could happen?”

you hesitate, “uh well i don't really—”

“oh please, you literally just kissed me, and—”

“okay, okay!! fine. give me your phone,” you sigh, cutting him off before he can make a bigger deal out of it.

he grins, handing you his phone. you type in your number and your name, then hand it back to him.

“happy?” you ask.

“very,” he says, that signature cocky grin returning.

you roll your eyes, turning to walk away, but before you get too far, you hear him call out again, “any chance we could make out?”

without looking back, you yell.

“fuck off!”

[threnodians]

there’s a dog boarding at work that just fucking. whined and barked the. entire. three. hours. i worked last night. we desperately need to move him upstairs into the garage so the rest of the fucking dogs can have some fucking peace and quiet, so i’m hoping the day shift today does that... if not, then i guess i am wearing both of my bluetooth earbuds for the entire 4hrs tonight so that i don’t lose my fucking mind.