#goodnight guys i love you all!! :) 💖

[le-velo-pour-dru]

Okay, goodnight everyone!! I'm taking the American Government state test tomorrow, so wish me luck!! 😊🩷

(I already know it's gonna be really easy though ZDJHKGJGCVHKFJZGXZDHGXKZDHGKCFJZGKCJFZCHKXJFCGKGJXCKGJXFXJ 🤭)

[greenwitchfromthewoods]

Hi! Could i request one for Joel Miller with a younger reader? Using the prompt "you know i stayed for you, and frankly, i don't regret it one bit." Where he's the one fighting to be together and she's the one doubting herself because she feels too immature and inexperienced for such man.

I'm so sorry if that's too specific, you can just ignore what i said and use only the prompt���😅 thank you 💖

Hello, my love. Thank you very much for this message. I hope my scribbles cheer you up. It's nothing special.❤️ i'm sorry for all mistakes

warnings : age gap (reader in her 20s, Joel in his 30s), Sarah mentioned, insecurity, but mostly fluff

prompts list here

The last guests had left and all that was left was a mountain of dishes to wash and leftovers from the barbecue in the fridge. The house was finally quiet. 

Sarah, yawning widely, said a quiet "Goodnight" and dragged herself to her room, and you remained on the battlefield.

"I'm exhausted..." Joel groaned as he entered the kitchen, but looking at you he smiled sweetly "But you still look stunning..." he approached you and after a moment his strong arms wrapped around your waist pulling you to him. His lips brushed yours a few times. "Ready to go to bed? I think I still have the strength for a little cuddles, if you're interested."

"Mhmm..."

Joel immediately sensed that something was wrong. You couldn't hide it, and he was sensitive to every change. Although your hands rested on his broad chest and you moved as he gently rocked you in his arms, your thoughts were somewhere far away.

"Is everything okay, sweetie?" he asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Fine." You replied a little unconvinced.

He brushed a strand of your hair away, grabbed your chin and lifted it so you were looking at him. His dark, gentle eyes were staring at you intently.

"What's bothering you, baby? You can tell me."

You wrinkled your nose and shook your head, clearly embarrassed that his attention was focused on you. That's how Joel was. 

When you were together - you were the center of his world. This charming, caring and protective guy had stolen your heart that night when he freed you from a persistent admirer in the pub and you had been together ever since. 

It would have been easy to love Joel Miller, if not for all the thoughts in your head.

"That's stupid." You finally replied. "I don't want to talk about it. We can go upstairs and cuddle some more if you feel like it."

"You know I always want to take you to my bed, but we're talking now, and this is important." He saw you roll your eyes and laughed. "Come on, honey, tell me. I can see that something's been bothering you for a while now, maybe it's a good idea to work it out, huh?" 

You bit your lip as you considered his words. Joel never judged you, he was always ready to listen to you, he was such a great listener. You took a deep breath.

"Sometimes I wonder if I even fit in here?" you mumbled.

"Where?"

"Here, to you, to your life... Joel, doesn't it bother you that I'm so much younger than you?"

He frowned and looked at you carefully, trying to understand what you meant. Yes, there was an age difference between you, but he'd never thought about it more.

"I saw your driver's license. You didn't fake it, did you?" he asked, and you nudged him in the shoulder.

"Of course not!" you groaned "Sometimes though, when your friends are around, or when I'm hanging out with mine, I feel like I'm not good enough for you, you know... You work, you have a beautiful daughter, and me? I'm still trying to figure out what I want to do with my life."

"You work too."

"It's a shitty job!"

"Sarah adores you."

"And I love her."

"And I love you. If it weren't for Sarah, I'd be at the same stage as you at that age. It's good that you're trying to find your way and you know perfectly well that I'll support you in everything. You're my girl, right?"

You nodded. "I'm sorry, sometimes I doubt myself so much..."

"That's why you have me." Joel quickly pecked your lips "And I've got your back, right? Baby..." you looked into his eyes full of love and care "You're the one that matters to me. I don't care what anyone might say. If you want me, with all my baggage..."

"You know I don't want anyone else." you interrupted him quickly "But recently... Ann was so insistent that you stay with us when you dropped me off at her birthday party. You must have been embarrassed."

"You know I stayed for you, and frankly, I don't regret it one bit. I love spending time with you, and we don't get much of it."

"Thank you." You whispered, already calmed down a bit.

His warm hand stroked your cheek. In some strange way, he always knew what to do or say to calm your fears.

You wanted to kiss him. To press your lips against his and kiss him until you both ran out of oxygen.

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, Joel let go of you and left the kitchen, disappearing into the dark hallway. You heard the slam of the garage door and for a moment you wondered what it all meant, but soon he was back again.

"I wanted to give it to you in a while." I said, holding a box in my hands. "Our anniversary is in a month, but I've been keeping this hidden in the garage for a while now..."

Your heart started beating like crazy.

"The fact that a girl like you even looked at me, fuck, is like a golden ticket. You're everything I needed and more." Joel opened a small box and your eyes were met with a beautiful silver pendant with a shiny heart "It's nothing. I just thought of you when I saw it and..."

He didn't have a chance to finish, you threw your arms around his neck and kissed him hard. Joel instinctively pressed you to him, deepening the kiss and purring quietly with satisfaction.

"So you like it?" he muttered, your fingers slipping into his hair pleasantly massaging his scalp.

"A lot." you replied "And I like you even more. I love you so much."

"Not as much as I love you, babe." he replied "Come upstairs. I think I'd like to see you in that pendant."

"You can put it on here." you noticed, but Joel shook his head and looked at you in that one specific way "Ohhh!"

"Yeah, that's exactly what I mean." he laughed and pulled you towards the stairs.

Joel just wanted you for who you were, even if you doubted yourself at times. He knew that from the start - you were perfect for him. And you loved him madly. You loved Sarah too, he didn't need anything more. 

Except maybe to give you that other box he hid in the garage and ask you that all-important question.

[ithinkabouttzu]

hi! can i request sleeping w txt (like sharing a bed) fluff only pls !

Sleeping with txt for the first time (sfw)

Genre : romance; fluff

Pairing : Txt member x gn reader

Warnings : None

Description : The txt members sleeping with their s/o (you) for the first time

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Yeonjun

- freaking out on the inside but tries to play it cool

- wraps his arms around you

- Almost falls asleep immediately, your just so comfy and soft to him

- you definitely end up falling asleep on his chest or on his shoulder, he loves holding you that way!

- honestly is scared he’s gonna snore in the middle of the night or do something embarrassing

- But it’s all good bc he’s superrr smooth with it, even if he’s literally FREAKING OUT on the inside.

- Thinks you’re so pretty when you’re sleeping, like he gets to see your natural face so peaceful and he just loves you omg

Soobin

- Is freaking the f out

- Tries to play it normal, but if you look at him closely enough you’ll see that his face is in a DEEP shade of red 😭

- Like i think at first he would be on the far side of the bed, just to be respectful of you, but when you would move closer and closer to him he would FREAK OUT

- Would slowly wrap his arm around you and kiss your cheek.

- Makes sure you’re asleep before he his, he just doesn’t want to leave awake by yourself or something like that

- He would like softly brush your hair and just admire you sm 🥹

- Once he falls asleep, i think he has a DEEP sleep like you can’t wake him up when he’s in your arms (omg he’s so cute)

Beomgyu

- Smooth dude (dying on the inside tho)

- “come here baby” Moves you closer to him so that your cuddling him.

- Has a huge smile on his face the whole time he’s there with you

- Before go guys go to bed, i could see you guys like watching a movie or something, and would have his hand around your waist the WHOLE time

- Is gonna spoil you in compliments. “You look so pretty my baby” or “are you tired my princess?”

- He’s probably knocked out after the movie, like he gets so sleepy with you in his arms 🥹

- Will just squeeze you every once and awhile just to remind you how much he loves you

Taehyun

- Baby is so nervous LOL

- i think at first you guys talk a whole bunch before going to bed

- Let’s you make all the moves, if you want to cuddle or kiss or anything like that, he just wants you to be as comfy as possible

- Before you guys go to bed he probably asked you if you need any other blankets or another pillow anything like that bc he’s just so sweet

- Will hold you so softly and i could see him just like serenading you to sleep (so so sweet 🥲)

- Will make sure to tell you how much he loves you before you guys go to bed like, “Goodnight y/n, I love you so much”

- Kisses your forehead lightly and you probably end up falling asleep on his chest

Huening Kai

- LOTS OF CUDDLES (only if you let him be little spoon once!)

- You guys talk all night before going to bed (like taehyun)

- Just so giggly and happy that your with him tonight and that he can just wake up to you in the morning 😭

- Kisses you so softy before going to bed (he’s so adorable oh my gosh)

- He probs goes to bed first, but even then he makes sure to hold you close the whole time

- I could see him like waking up in the middle of the night, and then he sees you in his arms and he’s just like 🥹

- will brush his fingers through your hair and if he accidentally wakes you up, he’ll whisper you sweet affirmations like, “go back to bed sweet baby” or “goodnight gorgeous”

Hi thank you sm for your request bae! I hope you love it 💖 If you have any other ideas make sure to request them!

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

Hey, Amee!! I hope you’re doing well <3

If by any chance you’re up to it, could you please write a fic about Heist Mark being super jealous of Yancy because he and Y/N clearly seem to be into each other?? I LOVE your art and writings and I couldn’t get this idea out of my head <3 (Obviously no pressure, though!)

I'm so happy to hear you enjoy my work, thank you🥺💖 and thank you for your request! it got me out of a terrible writer's block. on that note, sorry this took quite some time, I've been in a bit of a funk of on and off general creative block, and unable to finish any writing at all for even longer. this was a pretty fun challenge! I myself view Yancy platonically so I wasn't quite sure where to go with this initially, and I had to fight every urge to just make this heist mark x y/n dfsjsjsv. that said, it did end up being more heist mark-centric than maybe you intended? in which case, I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself😔 yancy is there but very briefly haha

Don't you tell me that you never even thought, 'maybe we could run'

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‘We're all gonna be rehearsing tomorrow so youse best get some sleep.’

You nod as you close the gate to yours and Mark's shared cell, stifling a yawn.

‘Goodnight, Yancy.’

You hold each other's gaze for a moment, before he turns and heads off, a tattooed hand over the back of his neck and a sweet smile still on his face. You watch as he disappears into the outer hallway and a guard appears to lock up your cell for the evening.

Your long-time accomplice and friend stands at the edge of your vision, arms folded.

‘Having fun with your new boyfriend, buddy?’ he asks, sounding unimpressed and slightly strained.

‘Oh, shush, Mark,’ you chide, but your stomach flips at the notion.

‘Yeah… Well, while you were busy playing Broadway,’ he glances to either side of the cell outside and continues in a lowered voice, ‘I've been hard at work hatching our escape. And I'm telling you, it's foolproof.’

‘Uh huh. As foolproof as your other three failed plans? I really don't wanna get thrown in solitary again.’

‘Please, that was one time! — and I don't see you bothering to come up with any ideas. Even though you pretty much got us into this mess.’

That accusation ticks you off, but you're quick to retaliate.

‘Are you seriously still hung up on that? How is this my fault? You couldn't fly a helicopter, why would you assume I can? You shouldn't have even presented it as an option!’

Your exclamation earns you a couple looks from other inmates slowly filing into their cells for the night.

‘Nevermind that now,’ Mark says, infuriatingly placatingly, ‘do you wanna hear the plan or not?’

The thread of uncertainty that you've been avoiding coils tight in your chest and you pause, wondering how to bring up what's been nagging at you for days.

‘Um, so, I've been thinking. What if… what if we don't try to escape?’

‘Ha ha. Funny joke, pal.’

‘I'm serious, Mark. We could just… stay here and wait out our sentence, if we play it safe we might even get our time reduced on good behaviour. We could be gone in like a decade. Or a few years! Maybe. Probably. Maybe.’ Wishful thinking, perhaps.

He scoffs, as if the idea isn't even worth considering.

‘There is no way you're genuinely telling me to just wait it out. Maybe you haven't noticed since you've been in la-la land lately, but we're not on vacation, we're in prison,’ Mark spouts, voice growing thick with agitation. ‘What was supposed to be the heist of a lifetime, would've set us up for decades to come, is still on the line! And we're on a bit of a time crunch here — I don't trust that warden guy one bit with the Box, or in general,’ he sneers. ‘I mean what kind of name is Murder-Slaughter? Ugh, do we even know for sure if he still has it?’

‘Yancy mentioned seeing it in his office the last time he was there, which was earlier today, so yeah, probably.’

‘Ugh, there you go again about Yancy. It's always Yancy this, Yancy that, blah blah blah, Yancy!’

‘Wh– I was just answering your question!’

‘Y'know what? I'm sick and tired of being the only one taking this seriously while you act like it's all a big party.’

He places a hand on his hip, the other poking a finger towards you as he speaks. It would be comical, if he wasn't acting like a jerk.

‘What's up with you?’

‘What's up with me? What's up with you? You seriously wanna stay in this— this shithole, ‘cause of what? Some pretty face you've known for all of like, less than two weeks??’

‘Oh my God, Mark, it's not that terrible, and Yancy is actually my friend, he's been nothing but welcoming and kind since we got here, and—’

‘Oh, did you forget that he tried to beat you up when you first met? Real interesting, how you let that little detail slip.’

‘We just got off on the wrong foot, he's really—’

It's then that you see it — something in the slight hunch in his gait, the furrow of his brow, his pursed lips and tense jaw — and you wonder why you hadn't noticed before. It's not just anger and frustration, it's something bitter and personal.

‘Mark… are you jealous?’

Bingo. His eyes only widen a sliver, for a fraction of a second, but you're so used to reading him that even the most imperceptible of reactions on his usually very expressive face have become familiar to you.

‘Psh. I'm not jealous.’

‘You so are jealous! Oh my god, you're super duper jealous,’ you say with a grin, revelling in this new information.

‘Shut up, why would I be jealous?’ he protests, trying to sound nonchalant. But it's too late. You've already seen through it.

‘Is that what this is about?’ you say with a laugh. ‘You just want my attention back or something?’

He stares blankly for a moment.

‘Are you serious right now? You actually think the only reason I'm mad is because some random dude just waltzes in and starts acting all buddy buddy with you and you fall head-over-heels,’ he jeers with his hands either side of his face, fluttering his eyelashes mockingly. ‘Hook, line and sinker.’

‘Mark—’

‘I mean, never mind your partner, right? You know, your best friend who you've known and worked with for years? Who cares what he thinks?!’

‘Mark, I—’

‘In fact, he can get punched through a wall for all you care! You won't even bat an eye, as long as there's a random spontaneous musical number immediately afterwards, it's all in good fun!’

‘Ok, that's not fair,’ you push back. ‘Of course I was worried! But I was also surrounded by violent criminals at the time, we've been over this!’

‘Oh, so they're “violent criminals” now? But they're simply “hurt, misunderstood souls” when it suits you?!’ he shoots back, making air quotes to emphasise his point.

‘They're people, Mark! They're allowed to be… multi-faceted!’

‘Lights out, everybody,’ comes a guard's voice, ringing through the hallway as it suddenly becomes dark, save for the glow of dim lamplight emanating from one or two of the other cells.

‘Whatever, let's just get some sleep,’ Mark grumbles under his breath.

‘You always do this!’ you whisper harshly, but inadvertently let the volume slip back into your voice as you feel your blood boil. ‘You try to cut things off and act like the “bigger person” just to get out of an argument that, newsflash, YOU'RE LOSING.’

‘Oh, whatever, what-f*cking-ever!’

‘You're being so damn overdramatic, Mark! It's not like I'm trying to break up our team.’

‘Yeah, well– well maybe we should!’

You don't know why it jolts you like a gunshot when he says it, but it does. His words, the force and resentment behind them, pierce you to your core. It stops any quick-fire response you had at the ready in its tracks.

Regret immediately flashes across his face, but he quickly attempts to cover it with a steely, hardened gaze. ‘Clearly, we want different things. So maybe it's for the best.’

‘Hey!’ one of the guards calls out from across the hall. ‘Lights out means quiet, you two. Don't make us separate you into different cells.’

With a frustrated huff, you reluctantly traipse off to bed, yours being the lower half of the bunk while Mark settles above you.

It really is a rather decent bed. The mattress is nothing special, but comfortable, and the soft blanket is accompanied by an oddly luxurious, fluffy pillow. Definitely above what you'd expect is probably average prison standards. Frankly, you don't know what Mark's problem is with this place. It's honestly not half bad. As far as you expect jails go, it surely could be a lot worse.

You lay back and let your breathing even out, trying your best to allow some of the bubbling anger to die down. Eventually, you hear the guards leave.

Time passes, it could be minutes or hours; it's not like the passage of time has felt right at all to you since that last heist.

It's silent, save for the sound of your breaths and Mark's above you. You're still upset with him, but the sound of him breathing nearby has always been oddly comforting. The two of you have had plenty of close calls as a pair — even times when you had to patch each other up after jobs that went particularly badly. If you got injured on a heist, you couldn't simply call an ambulance or show up at a hospital in an emergency and risk having your whole operation blown. That was simply the nature of your line of work.

At the worst of times, as long as you could hear those steady, even breaths, you could tell yourself he would pull through, and things would be fine.

You idly watch the mattress above you, letting the rhythm of your friend's breathing become a gentle white noise, and think.

You think about that heist and the Box. Ancient, coveted, mysterious. Sitting atop its perch in the museum vault, in all its glory and allure, practically asking to be stolen. The gleam of the gem encrusted in its surface. You wonder if the prize held within would be worth all of this, if you managed to get it back.

You think about Yancy, a little rough and a little troubled and not seeing much point in trying to kick old habits; but fun and soft and sensitive and full of remorse. You think about the feeling of your hand in his when you practise a routine with him, how his whole face lights up when he's excited or falls when he's sad or pensive. You think about how he has made this penitentiary into a home, and these inmates into a family.

You think about Mark. Silly, stupid, steadfast Mark, snarky and thoughtful and loyal. Who isn't actually as dumb as he lets on. Who is resourceful and quick-thinking when a plan needs to be formed. Who makes bad puns and trusts you whole-heartedly, and who always lets you decide which course of action to take, no matter how much he disagrees, simply due to his unwavering faith in you. Mark, your co-worker, your friend, your partner in crime. Who is maybe a little enamoured with you, despite you trying to ignore it. Who you half-heartedly agreed to go on a date with, not having it in you to turn him down, nor prepared for the guilt that would be eating away at you now.

You think about one of the first things he told you when you landed yourselves at Happy Trails: About how he doesn't belong here, but maybe you do. What if he were to leave and you were to stay? The thought breaks your heart a little.

Then, a whisper from above into the quiet, gently interrupting your thoughts.

‘Hey, you still awake?’

‘...Yeah.’

You hear his voice, soft-spoken, but clear enough that you can hear the sincerity laced into it.

‘I… I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get so worked up.’

‘Yeah, I'm sorry too,’ you reply, matching his volume.

‘And I didn't mean it,’ he says, and you think you hear the slightest tremble in the statement, almost as if he's fighting tears, and for a second you wish you could see his face, ‘what I said before, about uh, splitting up. I know I joke about that kind of thing all the time, and not coming back for you… But you know I don't really mean it, right?’

You've certainly had your doubts in the past, but those moments seem so far away now; footnotes in a slowly unfolding tale, stepping stones on the journey the pair of you have taken together as you worked your way from theft to theft to get to this point. As much as you'd butt heads over the years, you could always count on each other and you always stuck together.

‘Right?’

‘Yeah, I know…’

‘...And, alright, your lack of interest in breaking out aside, maybe I am kinda jealous.’

‘Ha! I knew it.’

‘Yeah, yeah.’ He sighs. ‘It's just… it took us a while to be like we are now and yet, you're suddenly so close to him when it hasn't even been that long, it just doesn't feel fair. I dunno, it's stupid.’

‘Nah, I get it. I'm sorry if I made you feel left behind.

‘And I'm sorry if I ever made you feel pressured into something you're actually just not all that into.’

You feel a bit of tension leave your chest as a small smile appears on your face. ‘I appreciate that.’

In some ways you're grateful for the small bed separating you and preventing you from being face to face. You think it makes this easier for both of you.

‘I don't want to lose you, y'know? I mean, we're supposed to be partners. Ride or die, remember?’

‘Oh, Mark… You know I still trust you with my life…’ You pause, considering your words. ‘For the first time in ages, things feel a little more complicated than just being about us.’

A beat, then you hear him inhale, and he says your name, foregoing any of his usual nicknames.

‘...Are you… happy here? Does he make you happy?’

‘There's things I miss about freedom, sure, but it's not so bad here. And let's face it, our crimes were probably gonna catch up to us eventually, one way or another, right? And Yancy…’ You let out the smallest huff of laughter, smiling to yourself once again. ‘You're right, it hasn't been very long… There's just something about him, I guess. I know he might be a little much at times but I enjoy being around him, and he honestly seems like he wants to make up for things he's done in the past by being here. Maybe nothing will come of this but even so, in a weird way, he kind of makes me want to do better?’

Mark breathes a good-natured huff of laughter as well, and the two of you take a moment to muse on the irony of that sentiment.

‘I just– I can't handle being stuck here,’ he finally says. ‘But you're right, nothing I've tried so far has worked, anyway.’

‘Y'know… Yancy knows all the ins and outs of this place. He could probably help us if we wanted it.’

‘Do you want it?’

Do you want to leave or stay? The real question beneath it all.

You're quiet again, and it feels as if every possibility is laid out before you, only obscured.

‘I don't know,’ you say eventually. ‘I need more time to think. I just don't want you to think I'm making a choice between you or him, there's so many other things I need to consider. That we need to consider.’

‘That's fair… Just don't take too long, ok? Not like we can pause or rewind time, haha.’

‘Right… In the meantime, could you at least try to get along with Yancy and the others? You might like them if you give them a chance.’

‘... Fine, I'll try,’ he acquiesces.

You raise a hand to your mouth to cover a yawn. A far more comfortable silence falls over the room, and you start to feel sleep overtake you.

‘... Hey, Mark?’

‘Yeah?’

‘We're still partners.’

If nothing else, you hope this will reassure him.

‘...Ok. Sweet dreams, partner.’

[beyondthepaper]

Distant Reunion {~BEYOND THE PAPER SEASON FINALE~}

MWAH! Goodnight everybody!🫶🩷

Artist here!👋 I’m going to go on a hiatus since school is coming up! Thank you for all the support and love that you guys have given me throughout the year as I have made this comic; especially to all the ones who have asked questions! I’ve always wanted to make an ask blog since I was younger so this comic receiving all the support that it did means so, SO much to me!🥰💖 See y’all in the next season, and thank you again! You are loved!🎀🫶

-@fresacake, 8/10/23

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[sucker4sixx]

Raising hell

Pt.12

Plot: nikki realises how much he needs you

Warnings: nsfw

You spend your time back home dreaming of nikki, youd go over the pictures you took of him and you acting cute during the tour and honestly, youd cry. Everything reminded you of him, your favourite alcohol, favourite drug, favourite songs. Why were you so heart broken over nikki of all people.

You finally got yourself back on track, laughing about your “stupidity” and only getting upset when you were alone at night, missing his warm tattooed chest and his hearty, childish laugh. For the first time in a long time you experienced true love and it slipped out your fingers like it would come back at any moment, as if it wasnt a big deal.

You sleep with a few guys but everytime it ends in them leaving as soon as they finish, not liking the fact you accidentally moaned another guys name..

“m-my name isnt nikki?”

One night your laying in your dark room, its raining outside and your burning incense, ready to sleep when you hear a knock at your door, its almost frantic and desperate so you carefully open the door, seeing a soaked nikki, panting and holding a single, dying rose.

“Fuck..” he pushes the door open wider and grabs you, holding you into his chest, soaking you but your too shocked to even care “h-how.. did..” he shuts you up with a kiss, shaking with intensity “im so sorry” he mutters between kisses “i shouldve seen how perfect you are, its all my fault” he pulls away and looks at you with sad eyes, your still in shock, looking at him with wild eyes. “Have i scared you? Shit.. sorry” he laughs softly, your face lightening up, hearing that childish laugh you missed.

You lead nikki to your bed and you spend the night pressed against eachother, kissing softly, as if remembering how soft eachothers lips were, his large, rough hand stroking your cheek softly while you gently grind on his thigh. “Good girl” he whispers, your cheeks going red as you realise your gentle attempt at getting off without him noticing instantly wasnt successful “its okay, you can hump my leg if you really want” nikki smirks, pulling back to watch you applying more pressure, looking at him with innocent eyes, as if waiting for him to tell you to stop.

He holds you close as you grind your clit against his muscular thigh, moaning into his chest “shh.. thats my good girl” his large hand scratches your scalp, his other hand stroking his cock slowly, smiling to himself. You get alittle more noisy as pick up your speed “is baby going to cum on my leg?” He grins, speeding up his hand and groaning softly. You nod your head and whimper, watching his hand moving over his vainy, thick cock “you like watching me touching myself?” Once again, another small nod from you, nikkis jaw slacks as he watches you hump his leg, eyes fixed on him masterbating.

You cum on his thigh with a whimper, hiding your face in his chest as he cums on his hand, leading his hand to the side of your face and waiting expectantly for you to clean the mess up, you do as your expected, licking the cum off his fingers softly. “My sweet girl..” nikki coos, pulling you up and holding you to his chest, letting you relax “go to sleep.. ill be here when you wake up” you snuggle in “goodnight nikki” you yawn “goodnight babe.. i love you” he adds, his cheeks going red at the vulnerability “i love you too” you whisper back, smiling as you fall asleep.

You wake up alone, wondering if it was just a dream. Sliding out of your bed and heading downstairs. “Nikki?” You call out sheepishly, not sure if you would be met with silence or the handsome man. The sleepy furball walks over to you, pulling you into a hug.

“morning baby, how was your sleep?”

“Fucking perfect”

@thebsttrashpanda

Heres your soppy romcom ending 💖

I also want to thank you panda for always supporting me, if it wasnt for your support this wouldnt be finished 🫶🏻

[amethystfairy1]

hiya amethyst, i was doing some research bc ive gone a lil overboard with creating my own fic (aka ive written a good 20k words already) and wanted to know how many it takes to be considered a novel (its 40k-100k). and then i looked at how many you've written and i just gotta say.

i am so blessed by ur existence. youve written *multiple* full length novels of my favorite lil guys, for free??? bro?? thank you, thank you so much for al lthe brain rot.

im a lil sleep deprived but i just wanna know if u want to see what i got cooking so far (if so ill dm u with a link). all inspired by TT and TTSBC, btw. i really love ur style of following multiple storylines and jumping around as u please, so ive planned out four different groups that may or may not meet up eventually. ive only written 2 of the 4 intros, and its already 20k words, sooooo lookin like the intros alone r gonna meet the requirements for novel size works. i dont think i quite comprehend what a behemoth of a task this is.

anyhow. bless u. thx u for all the inspiration youve given me, and make sure to sleep well bc i havent and i go to bed now goodnight :)

HELLO!!!

Aw geez thank you thank you! 🥰 I'm so glad you enjoy my stories and find them to be so fun for the brainrot!

I would love to read what you've got! I dunno what platform you're working from, but shoot me a DM and we can chat about them if you'd like, I always love talking about stories and worldbuilding!

I'm so glad my style has been inspiring for you and made you feel like writing, that's always the best thing to hear! When my work makes others feel like being creative, I'm always going to be thrilled! 💖

[creepydixon]

hello! i absolutely love your daryl content & i was wondering if i could make a request? could i please request a daryl x fem!reader where she lives in alexandria and much younger (of age) and when daryl meets her, he becomes obsessed with the idea of getting her pregnant and them starting a family (even if she isn’t). it can be as dark as you’re comfortable with. thank you so much! 💖

I love how you are thinking 🤍 isn't that also a kink

Dark!Daryl - obsessed with starting a family

warning: age gap, stalking, cnc, breeding kink, pregnancy signs

• When you heard there was a new group coming to Alexandria, you became curious like everyone else to see who these new people were. While some of the people in the town would give the new people gifts, you wouldn't do that. You just wanted to just say hi and welcome them.

• And they sure were special. Even if they all got their own houses, they decided to stay in the same house. It was midday and you walked closer to the house. They would all have an interview with Deanne but while they waited for their turn, they were in the house. Expect three of them. Two men and a woman in short hair.

• They all talked low but when you got closer, they all turned their head towards you, all giving you a hard look. Their conversation had died when seeing you getting closer. You felt a bit uneasy, a bit scared even. These people looked very tough, the two men were very dirty, and the woman looked somehow softer but still very tough.

• You don't walk up on the porch, you stand at the stairs, giving a soft smile to them. Welcoming them and introducing yourself. They all give you a skeptical look.

• The one with the beard gives just a few nods, listening to you. "I'm Rick, this is Daryl and Carol." You took the hint, they didn't want to talk with you. You had interrupted their talk and obviously, they were on their guard. You left shortly after getting their names.

• And Daryl, oh, he had his eyes on you. Even when you walked away, he didn't let go of his eyes on you. Seeing you walking graciously, swaying a little bit with the hips. Perhaps it is because of your young age he looked a bit extra on you. You were very pretty.

• Daryl turned to Rick and Carol. "I'm gonna take a look around here, see if there is someone who lures around to kill us." Rick had only given Daryl a nod, agreeing it was best to keep an eye on these people. They may look good but could strike them.

• Daryl started to walk in the same direction you had walked in. He knew he got a lot of looks when he walked there. All dirty, the toughest guy there around. He was an outcast. But he didn't care about that. He just wanted to see where you live. He has this itch in his brain to see where you live.

• You lived in a house too. Daryl had caught up, he had walked with quick steps while you had walked slowly, saying hi to some few that you had met on your walk. You walked up to the smaller house and you unlock the door. You know it wasn't needed in this town but it felt better within you.

• And that was the moment Daryl understood you lived alone. No boyfriend, no family. You were on your own. And for some reason, that made Daryl a bit excited.

• When the night arrives, Daryl tells he takes the first guard for his group. He glances at Rick who is holding Judith, making Judith wave goodnight to everyone. It makes Daryl look out of the window. And when everyone is asleep, he can't help to think about you. How lonely you must be in your house.

• The next day Daryl sleeps through the morning, he knew the others were guarding so he could sleep in a little. When he woke up, he noticed most of them had left the house, except for Carl and Judith. But they were outside on the porch. Daryl would go and meet up with Rick and Carol but when he walks out of the porch, you are there. With Judith in your arms.

• Carl turns around and gives a quick nod to Daryl, as if he assures Daryl that Judith is safe with you.

• Daryl has his eyes on you for a bit before he walks away.

• And he feels how his mind is racing, as well as his heart. He shouldn't have the thoughts but he can't help it. You would look great as a young mom.

• Later that day, when the evening starts to fall, you stand on your porch and give water to the flowers. Daryl sees this and starts to walk toward your house. He had been standing a bit away for a good while, just making sure that you actually lives alone. You turn your eyes when you see someone coming closer and you spot Daryl. You give a smile, a bit surprised and nervous when you see him walking towards your house.

• "Hey," is all Daryl says at first, and after you give a hi back and ask how everything goes with him, he just replies with "Guess it could 'ave been worse. You're alone?" The question took you off guard, you look confused and he just nods toward the flowers and then glances at the house. You understood now what he meant and you tell him that you live on your own. You came here to Alexandria on your own almost a year ago. You have sort of forgotten what the outside world looks like.

• "It sure isn't for everyone," Daryl just grunts a little, not stopping having his eyes on you. "but sure is a waste that ya have a whole house for yaself. It looks like it is made for a family. . . unless that is what ya are waiting for, starting your own."

• You are very confused by his statement but you don't even get to say anything before he walks away. You walk into your house and lock the door.

• From that day, everything got worse. Daryl seemed to be closer to you, either if you wanted it or not. Starting to feel his breath on your neck when you were picking food, even Olivia didn't dare to do anything when she saw how close Daryl was to you. As you had expected, Olivia is kinda a coward.

• When the party day comes that Deanne had fixed, you didn't go. It was for the new group and you felt like you didn't want to go there since Daryl acted strange and too close to you. And you knew the Alexandria people would ignore it, just like they did with the doctor who beat his own wife, only because he is a doctor.

• Then you heard a knock at the door. You were standing still for a second before you walked over to the door and opened it. Daryl stood there.

• "Hey," he put his foot at the door so you couldn't close it. He pushed himself into your house. "I noticed ya weren't at the party."

• You glare at Daryl when he steps into your house. "Get out of here." Daryl only closes the door behind him as he steps in, locking it behind him. "Nah."

• He looks around your house and walks towards the kitchen. "Nice place." He start to look a bit around in the kitchen, opening the fridge and the cupboards. You stand in the kitchen too. Watching him closely, he looks towards you "Ya don't drink?" after not finding any alcohol.

• You don't answer him and he gets a bit closer to you. He grabs your arm and holds you close to him. "Good. It can hurt the baby." You look confused at him trying to jerk away by his strong grip. "I thought ya wanted to start a family," Daryl mumbled close to your ear. "Isn't that why ya got this nice big house? How ya play with Judith? 'cuz ya want one too?"

• Your free hand slaps Daryl across the face but he doesn't even budge. "I'm too young to be a mom," You hisses at Daryl. "Nah, ya aren't." He seemed not affected that you had slapped him. "You're in perfect age to be one."

• He forcefully kisses you and you can't help but like his kiss, sure, he was hot, there is no denying that. But this is not what you wanted. When he breaks the kiss from you, Daryl starts to drag you along. "Why won't ya show me the bedroom, hm?" you almost trip when he drags you along with him. "C'mon, if we're gonna live together, ya gotta show where we sleep."

• This takes you by surprise. He wanted to live with you? You try to stop him from walking but he just grabs you a bit harder and finds the bedroom upstairs. "Don't worry, I'll take it easy on ya." He says as he continues to force you to the bedroom.

• He closes the bedroom door and forces you to the bed. As you start to beg him to stop, he starts to take off his jacket. He has this need. Does he want to start a new life? Maybe he has been jealous for a long time that Rick, his brother, has a family but Daryl doesn't? Daryl just knows he wants to start a family with you and no one else. He doesn't care he is a little bit more than twice your age.

• Daryl tries to shush you when he starts to undress you and keeps kissing you. "I know, I know," he shushes you and gives kisses to your cheek. "I will take it easy, I won't hurt ya."

• He makes sure you can't get away, but he also makes sure you are very much pleased. He presses his fingers at the sensitive spot that makes you close your eyes, wanting to refuse the pleasure feeling. You don't want to admit how his fingers make you feel good.

• When he sees you are starting to get pleased by his soft movements, he is quick to buckle up his pants. "That's right, ya like it, don't ya sweetheart?" And soon you feel his dick inside you and you can't help but let out some cries, you wanted to resist, you wanted to dislike it, but you couldn't. You very much enjoyed it.

• Which Daryl did too. He enjoyed it and kept kissing you, whispering to you that it is all going to be alright. He will look after you and the baby.

• Daryl moved in with you that night. Well, you hadn't talked about it but Daryl moved in on his own. Not letting you out of his sight. Waiting for you to give signs that you are pregnant.

• You kept saying you weren't ready, you tried to come around his head that you are too young, trying to say you are scared of giving birth, scared to give birth in a literal apocalypse! A baby doesn't deserve that! You don't want it!

• Daryl kept assuring you that he will protect you and the baby, and give birth? Well, it is something every woman has done, so you will be fine too. Not caring too much that you are scared of giving birth, it is only natural.

• Every night for two weeks, he had sex with you, making sure you would get pregnant. He will get you pregnant. He will have his own family, he will start his family here in Alexandria with you.

• One day, you show signs that you are pregnant.

[jayflrt]

hey queen i just read a stoner’s guide to starbucks it was so scrumptious and amazing and immaculate

however i would like to discuss in this essay the ominous presence that is weed guy beomgyu. he is so mysterious. he just deals and hangs. deals and hangs. he hangs w other people too considering some chapters. additionally, he said “glad my drug of choice is weed not love” but i feel he could literally have a wife and kids and the weed wednesdays gc would not even know about it…… hm idk but if u were to do an uncut….. a weed guy beomgyu lore sounds amazing. additionally who bought from him first yk! and i swear he has a gf at home like girl is probably the chillest person ever with her weed guy boyfriend. i’m also high. goodnight 🫶🏼

hihi love ! thank you sm for reading asgts and i'm sooo glad you enjoyed it 🥹💖 HAHAH i actually think beomgyu is the most Normal (? to an extent) out of the weed wednesday group than the rest, like he's just Some Guy Beomgyu who likes weed n his friends and just does as he pleases, but also he doesn't codepend on the group as much as the rest of them do LOL but he definitely would be the type to have an equally chill girlfriend that he forgets to tell the others about and just mentions her on a random day like "oh btw my gf" "WDYM GF" (unfortunately i would not be able to make any extra chapters anymore since all the profiles have been deleted 🤧)

[giggly-squiggily]

For your Puffs event (btw amazing name! much love!), I'm currently traversing the absolute HEARTBREAK that is BSD S5 and I could really use some fluffy Shin Soukoku right now. So if you're willing, perhaps just some general fluff/love with the sentence starter "Why are you so clingy today, weretiger?" 🥺

Thank you in advance, friend! 💖

*Kicks door in with fluff* I GOTCHA NYM! One dose of cuddly Shin Soukoku to help mend the pain! I'm sorry s5 is proving to be such a heartbreaker- I'm here for you always! <3

Warmth spread over Akutagawa, a comforting weight settling into the curve of his body as a whiff of clover and spice touched his nose. White hair brushed into his chin as Atsushi tucked against him, letting out a soft sigh.

“Why are you so clingy today, weretiger?” Despite his words, Akutagawa reached up, running his fingers along the soft tufts of hair. “Didn’t we go through this earlier this morning?”

“Hm.” Was all he got in reply.

“And then again as I was getting dressed? You clung to me the entire time.”

“Hmm..”

“I don’t…despise it. Your closeness.” The brunette huffed, cheeks warming at the minor confession. “But I do wish to know what’s gotten into you today.”

For a moment, he was sure Atsushi was asleep, never to reveal his answer. Then he felt the weretiger pinch his hip, making him huff with a laugh.

“Can’t a guy love his boyfriend, Ryu? Not everything has a reason.” Atsushi sat up just enough to meet his eye. “I haven’t seen you all week, and when we are home sharing the apartment, we’re both far too tired to do more than kiss goodnight. I’m severely depleted on cuddles and making up for it today!” With a nod, he buried his face back into Akutagawa’s chest, snuggling further up with a smile.

“....You are a strange one, weretiger.” Akutagawa tipped his head back with a resigned eye roll, the corners of his lips twitching upward as he let his hand drift, rubbing soothing circles into Atsushi’s back. “Very well. You’ve made a compelling argument- and I am too comfortable to move…”

“Heh, just as I planned.” Atsushi leaned up to kiss his neck, a brief peck that sent little shocks along the brunette’s nerves. “Now you’re trapped and forever to be my bed!”

“Hm.” This time, Akutagawa merely answered with a kiss on his forehead.

Send me a pairing a sentence starter and a pairing and I'll write a 300 word dabble for it!

[luffyvace]

may i please have some big brother kurapika hc for the soul? 🤲💕🙏

UM?? OF COURSE YOU MAY ANON!!

THIS IS SO WHOLESOME THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!!

this is such a sweet topic ♡

(some angst bc of y’all background 😋)

alright so let’s get the angst out the way

you and kurapika we’re the last survivors of your clan so you became even closer once your family passed

he became even more motherly and protective of you than he already was

if your age gap is big he takes care of you and feeds you

he’s a awesome big brother

will put your safety over going after the troupe

has lots of security measures if you two settle and get a place to stay

you took the hunter exam with him because no way were you too separating for so long

what if something happened to the other?

you guys have each other’s backs for sure, even if your way younger

kurapika would d!e to protect you

he loves you more than anything

if your age gap isn’t much of a difference or your the same age he knows you can handle yourself more

but he still worries

he trains you in nen if you don’t already know

(omg most of this is angst let’s more on to cuter times ok-)

with a smaller age gap

you two would train to be stronger and protect each other

honestly there’s nothing you can do to stop his big brother instincts so i hope you don’t mind if he’s a bit clingy

he’s just so worried

you two have deep intellectual conversations

and read together

would prefer if you didn’t want the same path of hunting the troupe down but it’s not so bad having a partner in crime

if your a more outgoing person who isn’t hunting the troupe..

he’d try to make time to go to social events with you and such

but hes pretty busy with his troupe business

he’s glad tho because you’ll likely be safer this way

just for the record

there’s no way he’s letting leorio have you 😭

he trusts him but….yeah no 😐.

for big age gap siblings

he kisses your forehead goodnight

he gives you all the hugs and affection you want to keep you happy

always has time to play with you and if he doesn’t because it’s serious he makes it up to you

with ice cream

going to the park

buying you toys or anything your interested in

leaves you with leorio if he has to be away somewhere for a while

does his best to take care of you

if your a feminine person he’ll let you put bows in his hair and play tea party with you

only in private tho

if your masculine he’ll play cars and video games with you

maybe even some soccer

he teaches you how to cook and be a bit independent from a young age just in case something happens to him

he’d go ballistic if something happened to you

your his last thread of sanity

”kurapika is now drowning in an in despicable emptiness 🤓☝️“

has a tendency to spoil you

lets you play with gon and killua to tire you out

you love big brother’s yummy cooking 😋🤩

would leave you in his friends hands if something ever happened to him

but don’t worry he won’t go anywhere

just like he promised 💖

i enjoyed doing these so much💗💗

i hope you love em as much as i do<3

[shycroissanti]

*sleepy croissant noises*🥐

I'm happy that I'm finally regulating my sleep routine yaaay

But I'm so sleepy these first few days XD

Well, changing the subject, could you guys ask my OCs random/funny questions? I wanted to draw them answering some questions, I think that would help me get out of my art block (へ´∀`)へ

Now I'm going to sleep, goodnight, I love you all!!!💖🫂💕

[toxicanonymity]

FAQ

Brothel HCs by @scratchietella 💖

toxic note bc I know someone will ask lol: after vampire!Joel dragged his coffin to slasher's camper, he couldn't fit it inside, so he has it under the camper's pop-out sunshade thing. some of the guys feel bad for him. raider and night walks (perhaps the buffest joels) help him move it onto the screened-in porch 🥹. vampire loves the porch, loved the camper too.

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1.2k, my fave parts in pink 💕

scratchietella said:

the joel!big brother house thingy u do for fun. imagine just plopping a reader in the middle of that. like she just randomly wakes up in the living room one day and she’s a nondescript reader (like she’s not from any of their specific universes or maybe she’s the same reader that’s in all of them, she’s just Reader™️)

debating between what their reactions would be, especially if reader does lean towards more of a reserved/polite/shy/quieter side naturally. stepdad probably makes her a very elaborate, filling breakfast, wants her to sit at the breakfast bar with him and make himself her favourite and endear her to him with his mad cooking skills (especially cus he’s in the dog house).  raider joel .. hmm.. reader can be a possessive little thing in all universes, so he knows if he gives her special attention she’ll likely begin to want it more and more and enjoy it. he doesn’t really know how to go about it in a non-apocalypse situation - he just knows that he doesn’t want any other joel even looking at her, ironically.

maybe night walks Joel is that one annoying little shit that puts the flirt on full whack. he’s popping up everywhere, liking that he flusters her, even when another Joel (maybe speakeasy/exhibitionist Joel) tells him to back off/tone it down, just to then pipe up himself with a little smile and a comment

vampire Joel <33 sits there with his big baby cow eyes, probably doesn’t say too much. maybe because he seems so regular, reader gravitates towards him more. Lincoln!joel was so sure she’d gravitate toward him, maybe even let herself lounge and snuggle on his lap cus she enjoys that type of thing, like a baby kitten, when one of em proposes a household film night with blankets and snacks, needless to say they all have diff degrees of colourful reactions when reader sits next to the arm of the sofa and vamp joel and even falls asleep cuddled into his side, face between his skin and soft shirt.

time for bed is the worst. so many of em say she can share their bed, either with them in it or with them at the other end of the room on the decently sized ottoman (honestly for some it’s probably the fact that she’d choose them over the others and they’d get to see her all cuddled in his bed like a sleepy little cat, shy thing, probably have to wear their shirt too).

can see this type of reader being a bit more overwhelmed at this scenario tho, like not wanting to offend anyone but wanting to be polite all the same. probably due to being safe when she napped cuddled into vamp Joel, she wants to say that she can go sleep in his bed with him tonight if that’s okay!! however.

if raider joel managed to wrangle her into his bed, he’d do his usual ‘im gonna spoon you so tight I’ll feel like a big safe weighted blanket (totally not for any other reasons at all)’ thing.

if speakeasy joel got her, he’d probably give her the illusion of choice about him getting in with her, but he’d manage to do it. probably simply just say like “kiss” before they sleep, as a Goodnight kiss, trying his luck. his exhibitionist tendencies have been dampened down for the time being, but if another Joel pops his head in to say Goodnight, he’d definitely make a big thing out of being close to reader, maybe throwing her leg over himself

if vamp Joel DID get her, maybe he’d be all “you wanted me? 🥹🥹” like he’d be a bit touched. he’d be the type to scout around to find a particularly soft blanket for you, a TEDDY <33 too, he’d try force himself to sleep elsewhere, but he’d want to protect you from any other Joel interference, so he’d stay at the other end of the room. If reader sat next to him and slept during movie time, maybe reader could momentarily overcome her shyness/embarrassment enough to really quietly ask him to please get in bed please

throughout any situation and more, Lincoln joel would be plotting. get her to like him more than any others. maybe he does a few sneak attacks; he doesn’t get her in his room to sleep?? alright then. he’s poking his head around the doorframe making sure to have a ‘conflicted but soft’ look on his face, bringing reader a nice hot chocolate to drink before she goes to sleep, sits on the edge of the bed facing her while she drinks it, kisses her hair before he leaves. maybe does that thing (bad description) where he has a hand stroking her hair, head tilted down looking into her eyes all soft and he says something slightly manipulative before leaving. stepdad Joel would maybe do a similar thing, but he’d try and subtly get you to switch rooms at last minute, or maybe he’d ‘accidentally’ wake you in the middle of the night with some lame excuse, trying to get you to switch over rooms to his instead (god forbid it’s a Joel who has his arms around you, even worse if it’s a character like raider joel, who would be off the scales pissed, it’d probably cause a big divide in the household)

also, i can see a couple of Joel’s (in their own specific ways) also offer help with bathtime prior to bedtime?? like raider joel would bring it up like it’s expected and non negotiable in a way (could see a lot of his tendencies transferring over into a Harder!But!Still!Soft!Just!Strict! Dom), and readers all blushy n panicked cus what does he mean he wants to run me a bath and wash my body with this scent and brush my wet hair and dress me in pajamas after??????. lincoln joel/stepdad could bring it up as an option to ‘help relax and soothe’ before bedtime, cus they all know she’s a bit nervy and quiet and uncomfy in a way, and they’d wanna light a cute candle and lather her in a sweet shower gel etcetc, except Lincoln joel would try and edge it a bit more into getting in as well.

stepdad Joel is trying to make a very very good impression tonight, offering to put readers post-bath-wet hair into two braids when she sits cross cross apple sauce infront of the sofa so it doesn’t go wild when she’s asleep

god forbid reader does any actions they could see as extremely endearing, like rubbing her eyes, or clutching a teddy one of em gave her to try get in her good graces.

(This sounds kinda like I’m trying to make a little!reader or something like that, to clarify, im not! It’s just little things that I personally find comforting for myself, and in the current state, i feel like many Joel’s would be over compensating and trying very hard, overboard almost, especially for a reader with a more reserved personality. Also, if I missed any types of Joel out I didn’t mean to lol, this was all off the top of my head <33)

[xx-obliviousfantasy-xx]

Okay guys it's REAL late where I'm at. I need to hop off smh. Love you all <3

Goodnight 😊💖💖💖💖💖💖🥰

[artificialqueens]

Goodnight, Bitch 💖 (Bianca Del Rio x Reader) - Jinkx-Monswoon

Summary: Whether you like it or not, you're going to bed, and Bianca will make sure of that.

A/N: hiii i hope u guys enjoy my fluffy lil bianca x reader!! there's simply not enough of it on the internet and in my opinion that requires immediate action!!! >:O /lh

"For the love of God, Y/N—"

"Bianca, c'monnn! I just need this all-nighter, okay?"

"No, what you need is some fucking sleep," Bianca says, lowering the lid of your laptop. Stubborn as you are, you keep your hands on the keyboard, preventing her from closing it.

Bianca folds her arms and stares you down in your chair. You can see the words 'Really, bitch?' written all over her face. Not willing to concede, you stare right back.

"Look at yourself," says Bianca. "It's half past 2 in the goddamn morning, and I come home from a show to see you hunched over your computer with more spreadsheets open on Excel than tabs of porn on an incognito mode session."

She's not wrong, but you're not going to admit that.

Keep reading on AO3

[enmi-land]

DIAHDHSJDGSH I'm honestly speechless (imacyuallyscreamjng??) OOTG was such a whole roller coaster ride 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 My expectations was sooo different, but your work came out a lot better WAHAHAHAHA like I honestly thought mila would really end up dating the guy and then they won't all get the chance but then damn.. it was all a hook up situation 😦 (im the one who gasped in the fic fr had to take pauses lol)

nonetheless, it was so good !!! as always you did so great AAAAAAA I LOVED it so much, probably going to read it again tomorrow lmao it was so good fr fr 🤌

alsooo goodnight !! hope all of us will have a good night's rest tonight! sweet dreams everyone hihi 😴🫶

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SKJSSJ it rlly was just an up and down of emotions 🤕🤕 no bc the of was gonna be so different but I decided this was the best way to go (the og was gonna be that mila and one of the boys slept together but became awkward afterwards bc he would have had to tell her it meant nothing, but then I decided I didn’t think any of them would be heartless enough to do that to a girl, let alone mila who they cherish so much, so it ended up being scrapped hehe) BUT I AM SO HAPPY YOU LIKED IT!! 💖💞💖💖 AKJSKS now mila knows who gasped (it was a reader isn’t moment, now you guys are in the fic) 🤭🤭 but yess surprise surprise, mila rlly took the words “we don’t gotta be in love, I don’t gotta be the one” to heart 👹👹

STOP I’m so glad you liked it that much I’m smiling so hard right now 🥰🥰 but hope you slept well my sweet baby fox!! lots of love! and see you later 💟💟