#honestly im so fucking mad. not bc i wanted to make a good impression but

[imperatorcopia]

masters interview was a bust <3

[psiroller]

thinking about chilchuck enlisting his daughters to help w/ preparing to host king laios for a few days while he has business in kahka brud and they just make their dad absolutely fucking miserable. he commissions flertom to help make him some half-foot style clothing to keep him cool in the heat/make a good impression and has to take it over himself bc flertom gets VERY INTERESTED in measuring his inseam. puckpatti keeps teaching laios "friendly greetings" in half-foot tongue that actually mean "kick me" or "eat shit and die." mayjack's being a good kid and staying out of trouble but she has such a flat affect and a resting bitch face that laios is convinced she hates him and wants him dead for porking her dad on the dl. she literally does not care and doesn't realize this is happening until laios tries to have a heart to heart about stepping in on her family unit and shes like "wait is that why dad doesn't have a stick up his ass anymore? huh. well, that's nice. never bring this up to me again." "i really don't plan to, haha" "he had me build a little ring-sized keepsake box btw" "WH--"

laios has to pretend to be surprised and he is NOT GOOD at it. the girls are in deep shit. he gathers them at the dinner table like "im not even mad im just disappointed. what the fuck girls. honestly. why do you hate him so much" "??? what are you talking about" "laios is cool! we like him!" "THEN WHY THE FUCK WERE YOU ACTIN LIKE A BUNCHA ANIMALS" "because he's a part of the family now. this is how it always is."

chilchuck gets such a violent headache he takes everyone out for ice cream. he can't even argue. he gets rum raisin and cries when he doesnt get a buzz

[batsylikeme]

so here’s my silly little rant/opinions on the new doctor who season

if what i say pisses you off just keep scrolling mary i don’t have the energy to deal with negativity rn

so firstly i don't wanna talk abt how the new doctor regenerated okay that made absolutely no sense to me. idk why even 10 came back as well like ig donna's story was left "untold" ….but so is every other companion’s?

and idk how they split??? i really don't understand how they can do that but it’s aliens so whatever.

im also not gonna go into the christmas episode or the baby episode i...dont wanna relive that.

so!! i love the doctor i think he’s so fun and hip and his style is amazing.

personally i think the fact that he doesn’t have a set outfit is bc he’s trying to figure out who he is, which is always so exciting as the viewer going on this journey with him.

and ruby is awesome as hell!! low key fuck you writers for not making her a lesbian ( i mean she has the eyebrow slit and everything you should be ashamed).

also cool background story i love that she's interesting and a mystery. plus when villains are like "who...are you" that's always so dope.

i think that the "family" of the different "gods" is really cheesy but GOD i loved jinx they did so fucking amazing their performance was everything. i want them to act in every show ever honestly.

with that being said.. that episode specifically wasn’t my favorite, it was a cool concept but idgaf abt the beetles so 😭

and in that episode when the doctor ran away and hid?? that was new to the doctor that we know and i was like “yeah let’s go we’re gonna watch his character develop!”

so you would think it would build up to some sort of solution bc the doctor is tryna figure out who he is and that's gnarly love it

….then they DIDNT?

they didn't do anything with that?!?? at least that i was able to notice?

okay but after the jinx episode the rest of the episodes were actually fierce!

the landmine one had some really cool dialogue moments especially with the bickering like love i'm obsessed. ruby was also really cool and i love how much she cares about the doctor and how she wasn’t scared. i think that says a lot about her character. not to mention i think having her so in awe of the planets was a really good choice bc that reaction is so human and i love it.

buttttt the other characters were like mad infuriating which may have been the point? and throughout the episode it was so tense and nerve racking but the end was so anticlimactic. i loved the idea, and i loved that the dad was able to save the day (even tho i wanted the doctor to save the day but whatever) but i wanted MORE. i wanted the doctor and ruby to go into town, or to see the government and face them and call them out on the war! the fact that it was in one area the entire episode was just not it, me no likey.

the ruby centered episode was AWESOME.

that one was so unsettling (in a good way) and it was sooooo cool to see her like basically save the world and then she dies but BOOM they're back when the episode first started. i loved it, so peak doctor who timey wimey stuff

even tho i'm still a little confused as to if the lady was ruby? but whatever i still really enjoyed it i honestly have no cons on this episode it displayed what kind of person she is perfectly.

next, the bridgerton episode was fun! love the gayness they even kissed and they flirted it was so fierce. and ugh ruby’s character just keeps getting better and better honestly shes so fun and it’s so easy to root for her.

…but… the dialogue wasn’t good in this episode….at all. especially having the aliens say the word ‘cosplay’ took me out of the fantasy completely

also side note but not really-

what always impressed me growing up watching doctor who was that even back in 2005 the alien makeup was always so FIERCE like cunty boots down house houston bc it's makeup centric!

it also allows talented people to show off their skills and add really personal features to the actors who are playing the aliens. but nowadays they rely on the cgi so much that it just doesn’t seem believable and honestly it doesn't look good anymore. like mentioned before with makeup you can use the actor’s features to your advantage which creates the perfect illusion.

makeup + a LITTLE bit of cgi is the way to go and i don't get a fuck if it's more expensive ur a fucking successful ass company you have the money now USE IT

the episode itself was good until the very end when rouge sacrificed himself and then the doctor was like "i move on that's what happens" like bruh

by having him say that, it honestly makes you think that all of the losses the doctor has endured is just moments of his past, and that he’s moved on

like no i want the doctor to be angry, to be motivated!!

and that's what i think this doctor lacked.

there was no motivation or drive for him, which is so fucking stupid bc the actor is amazing.

the episode that ended with the doctor experiencing racism for the first time…you can tell that the actor put his whole heart and soul into his performance (especially the scream). he was unleashing a whole new part of his doctor and it was absolutely perfect.

so why not use that to give the doctor more motivation, more anger? seeing the doctor not being able to move on, to be selfish at times bc that makes him feel human. which would make sense BC!! he has spent so much times with humans and earth is important to him.

moving on; one of the biggest things that made this season an issue was that they cried every. single. episode.

when you only get something every once and a while it makes that thing so much more precious. the doctor only cries like once a season, and when he does it's like actually thrilling bc you don't get that side of him a lot.

and usually it's with a lot of anger bc the doctor is angry!! we've been through how many seasons of the doctor suffering?? i mean the man literally blew up his own planet. he's been thru the ringer.

there are so many episodes of the doctor not having the best morals, of him letting the villain die bc of his own selfish intentions. he's not supposed to be a hero, and i think that’s also what makes the doctor so compelling.

another con was the dialogue. one of my biggest tv / movie turn offs is when they say what they’re doing. and not in the super impressive like monologue way but in the simple way of being like "i'm cooking" like mary yeah i see you doing that??

and this season used that a lot. and again NOT in the cool monologue saving the day way speaking of that, no cool monologues? none? nada?

the best part of doctor who is when the doctor goes against all odds and saves the day with that sexy smirk and has the coolest monologue with the kick ass music in the back and during it gives you goosebumps! it also allowed the actor to put forth a lot of emotion into their performance and allowed them to build who their doctor is.

despite all of that, i did really enjoy the episode with ruby growing old and the racism episode. the fact that they didn’t have to say it was perfect and i think was a really good choice bc it was a surprise factor, especially with the doctor’s reaction. when they brought in a random character to save the day and him be so unlike the rest of his race and then kill him is always gonna be classic trope, bc my sister and i were GAGGED. perfect, absolutely perfect.

however. the season finale can go fuck itself.

UNIT is so cheesy now, and it feels so unreal and silly which i think is stupid. they’ve had this facility for so long so the fact that it is unserious now is lame. it feels really fake whenever they're trying to be serious and sciency, which is not the way to go when ur a literal army based facility.

anyways back to the season finale-yeah it was cool to have a throwback especially with the fact it was “the one who waits” that was gnarly! however,,, when sutukh whatever his name was literally kills the entire universe…it didn't feel like it??? it happened so quickly it didn't have that shock value it was supposed to and i was actually confused.

i did love the throwback to the ruby episode so it made you feel like it was tying that together which is nice!! give them some recognition yay!!

now let’s talk abt the whole plot with Ruby’s birth mother.

the build up of her real mother i mean it's been every episode when they mentioned it. in the first part where they were in the time window, that was giving me the creeps! i loved that it was scary and confusing and i couldn’t wait to figure it out!

so when the birth mother of ruby, the woman that even the god of death was infatuated with, the woman that the doctor couldn't figure out, the woman that was stuck in some sort of time thingy…………..is just a regular woman? its just some teenager who got knocked up and gave away her kid? that's it?

i've been getting edged this entire fucking season just for this?

if you enjoyed that it was a regular person i get it! it’s a throwback to whenever the doctor made his speech about how no one is ever just unimportant, which i do love and appreciate.

the whole reason she's important is bc the unknown is the most powerful thing which honestly i agree. my biggest fears are always the unknown. so yes absolutely i get it….but….are you...are you kidding me?

and then ruby leaves? ruby is done traveling with the doctor? i just. ugh.

there was so much potential and i’m just so empty now.

yes it had its cool moments, but im honestly so heartbroken and disappointed with how it turned out like, some bitch on tumblr could have written this season better than this.

i really really really hope the next season is better, at this point it’s just the writing. so get it together writers!! Ncuti is a phenomenal actor he is so fun and his range is so raw and captivating. not to mention Ruby! i’m really sad she’s leaving so soon, she was really fun and complimented the doctor well.

i can’t wait to see what’s next, and honestly no matter what i’m gonna watch doctor who bc it’s so special to me <3

[6kuros]

As a fellow creator who is also disturbed and upset by the revelation of pizza tower being a product of 4chan type people, I'm wondering how you handle it? I still want to draw fan art but Im struggling to not get uncomfortable. Basically, I have both love and hate for the game now, and you seem like a cool person so Im wondering how you deal with that. Love your pizza tower fan art sm btw!

im really glad that you enjoy my art, and also am flattered you think im cool!!!

first of all, id like to mention that the art i posted just now was art that i had finished last night, before everything about mcpig came to light and i just wanted to post it since i already had it done…still unsure if im going to draw consistent pizza tower in the future honestly, id like to because its a lot of fun and i really do love a lot about the game. ideally, the current situation would change somehow so i can do that without any discomfort for myself or others, but the only way i foresee that happening is if the devs actually remove the racist shit from the game

what makes me feel (kind of) okay about producing fanart for the game despite what emerged is mostly the fact that as long as i am not reproducing the harmful contents of the game, nor directly supporting the people behind it, im not putting any harm into the world or perpetuating the 4chan stuff i guess? the only thing im really worried about is possibly getting people to want to buy the game by putting my fanart out there, but considering the games popularity from streaming and youtube videos i dont see my own art as contributing to that much. that makes it easier for me not to feel unsettled when i draw fanart for it, but i think that depends on how you view the relationship between fanart and source material, especially in an interactive space like the internet. if you think your art risks sending the message that you approve of negative aspects of a piece of media then its probably better not to share that art

theres also the fact that from the messages that were revealed i get the impression that at some point mcpig had a sort of disdain for "cringe leftists" being fans of the game i guess, and i would consider myself someone who he would/would have found cringe at one point lol. so by being into the game its kind of a fuck you idc that you hate me, this thing you made is being enjoyed by cringe leftists. considering the tone of some of the messages was "if people get mad at me im just going to be edgy in response" i dont even think disengaging with the game would even bother him at all. but all of that is really just speculation and i dont want to insinuate that engaging with bigoted media is proactive just because you are a marginalized person or have progressive politics. its important to actually weigh the harm of your actions and what effect you have with your consumption of said media i dont really know if thats a good answer though, and if it holds up to any sort of moral judgement. i do think its possible to enjoy problematic media, but considering how new the game is its not the kind of thing i can look at and be like "this piece of media is from x years ago and doesnt do real harm now". my worst fear is that there are pizza tower fans who are going to see the awful shit in the game and replicate it, bc the game somehow makes them thinks theres nothing wrong with it or that they can do so without consequence. just from a scope of the fandom there seem to be a lot of young teenagers so Yeah. im concerned in that regard and id like to beam a message into kids' brains thats just like Hey this character design/behavior fucking sucks Dont do this

so, by posting my art anyway i hope i can contribute to a portion of the fanbase that is outwardly against the bigoted content in the game, as an alternative to mcpig dick riders/defenders. and if there are any fans out there involved in the community who dont know better, hopefully they can learn, and avoid perpetuating bigotry

all that being said, your feelings on the matter may be very different, and you dont have to abide to any of this thinking. if a piece of media is upsetting you, its okay to step away from it as long as you need. maybe see how you feel when you come back to it and if the hateful feelings are still there, there is no obligation to engage further

(and as a bottom line if anybody reading this is considering playing pizza tower i suggest you pirate it instead of paying for it)

[onlyjaeyun]

Honestly, I'm really excited for it as well. Like even though those of us that sent you ideas know what you are going for, it's still really interesting to see how you interpret it and apply it in relation to everything else in the story so far.

I know, like it was such a good deal, like I was ready to drop almost $400 buying them all. I got a notification that 6 of the Enhypen albums should be here tomorrow, the others will all ship soon, like I'll share my pulls, like I'm manifesting I get no repeats.

Also Euijoo, I fucking get it, like I took one look at &Team and was immediately like that one has my heart, like no one else got a try, since Euijoo just existing did it for me. Like my type is usually Scorpios, Hongjoong, Lee Know, Jake, I just gravitate towards the Scorpios, but like that Virgo got me, like immediately. I've watched some &Team stuff and he's just so soft spoken and everything, and I just love it. Like tbh out of all of 02 line I'm like sorry Jake I love you, but like Euijoo though. If you haven't watched them yet, I encourage you to watch Under the Skin the extended version, since you know connects &Team and Enhypen's lore, and Scent of You just because it's my favorite mv of theirs. They don't have many music videos so it's not hard to watch them all at once, Firework, Road Not Taken, Under The Skin, Scent of You, and War Cry are all their mvs. I would definitely encourage you to watch the War Cry MV Shoot sketch too since it's great, like Yuma and Harua are arguing most of it and it's adorable, and K being the main character and all.

Honestly, I love how receptive you are to anyone sending you ideas or thoughts, like I've seen so many writers that it's their writing and they don't want others sharing ideas with them. But like I love sharing them with you, since I know so many times it might be something you just didn't think of, or might be something you thought about but were not sure how to fully do it, so like sharing ideas can be so helpful. Honestly, the kitchen scene was my favorite idea of them, like I am a sucker for a soft little kitchen scene, like one character just clinging onto the other as the other tries to navigate around the kitchen doing stuff.

YESSS ITS THE BEST PART ABOUT INDULGING YOUR GUYS' IDEAS IN THESE !!!!! i always love seeing your reactions like i love it sm 🥺

i'm honestly so impressed by that deal bc if i got those here in germany i would have paid a good 300€+ and thats MAD crazy??? i really hope you get your bises bb cant wait for your haul 🤭🤭

BESTIE WHEN I TELL YOUUUUUU 😭😭😭 virgo men ALWAYS do it for me like im a scorpio/libra men lover through and through but when i see a virgo man i will lose my dignity and fall to my knees bc they're ALWAYSSSSS TOP TIER 🤕 i just know EJ's one of those and thats why i'm lowkey hesitant to start stanning bc i dont wanna neglect enha 😭😭😭 especially hearing lunes talk about andteam like that makes me so giggly and gets me so excited, can't wait to share my thoughts with you guys 🤗🩷

and i cant lie i do understand writers who don't want their readers to indulge like this bc we all have personal boundaries etc. and some just feel a little ? i cant remember the word in english rn but they just dont feel comfortable and thats 100% okay! i love it and love reading your guys' takes and thoughts on my smaus!🥺💞🩷

[sennaverstappendiary]

bahrain grand prix ✩ 02.03.2024

here we are. the 2024 season is officially starting‼️‼️‼️💥💥💥 and so is my first ever full f1 season 🥺🥺🥺💘💘💘 i mean tbf i did follow f1 already at the first 2 races in 23 but still!!! i didn't watch them!!! and now i will!!! oh my god!!!

so, my goal for this year is to be less stressed, bc honestly, it was really getting to me 💔💔💔 and i don't want to rely on a dutch guy winning in a sport for all of my happiness... i would like to enjoy the sport more, even if max doesn't win (which... will happen eventually. i am writing this before the race idek if he wins this one!! he might not!!) ‼️‼️‼️🥰🥰🥰 so: enjoy the SPORT more, which is important i think 💘💘💘✨✨🌷🌷🌷 we will see how it goes!! but this was a very important life lesson for me: i will still love max, even if he loses. him losing doesn't make me love him any less 🥺🥺🥺🥺

free practice. as usual i didn't WATCH, but i did keep up with it of course. its always scary when max doesnt do well, but its just practice and its fun seeing who does well surprisingly!! the merc all of the sudden look super strong, which was a real surprise‼️‼️‼️‼️ also daniel p1 in fp1 yeah okay sure 😭😭😭 who gaf. but it did make me realise the above, so thats good!!

qualifying. oh my god qualifying the season is REALLY starting again oh my god 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i was watching at my grandparents again!!! friday quali is crazy!!! i cannot lie. my ass was sure max wasnt gonna get pole 💀💀💀💀 so it was a real surprise that he did!!! to be fair even he sounded surprised AHAHA 😭😭😭😭😭😁😁😁 "ha ha sorry gp!!" 😭😭😭😭 the silly!!! f1 is so back!!! charles q2 lap was really good too, thank you oscar for the tow bc 💀💀💀💀 they were also soooo silly after the quali!!! lestappen yapping how i have missed u!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

RACE DAAAYYYY!!!‼️‼️‼️🙏🙏🙏 first one of the season, oh my god. i literally woke up with my body feeling like it was being chased down by a fucking lion like. it was so serious 😭😭😭💥💥💥💥☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️ BUT!! the sun was shining for like. the first time ever in the netherlands, and life was good, and my dad convinced me to play some f1 23 with him beforehand which was a lot of fun :-) ALSO!!! f1 fantasy is soooo fun omg 🥰🥰🥰✨😁😁😁💘💘💘🥰🥰🥰 this will be relevant in a second. so. its 3:45 pm. i feel like im literally dying. my dads sitting next to me. FUCKING ALAIN PROST JUMPSCARE 💥💥💥‼️‼️‼️‼️ but ok. formation lap. i literally cant speak im that fucking scared. my mouth is dry. i see the lights. i literally cant move. 🙅🙅🙅🙅🙅🙅 ok. light 1. light 2. light 3. light 4. light 5. i feel like im dying. MAX HAS A GOOD START OH MY FUCKING GOD 🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🙏🙏🙏🙏 my dad mad as fuck bc he has nico in his fantasy team 💀💀💀 he puts a hand on my shoulder and is like "are u shaking" and i look at him like. yea. i always am during the first few laps 😭😭😭😭 anyway lewis making no impression + charles disasterclass like yea it was bad for us. checo actually kinda got that dawg in him rn 👀👀👀 and so does carlos!!! ik im a lestappie but i can also be a carlos enjoyer. fun fact. i am. I LOVE VERSAINZ 💕💕💕💌💌💌 ok tangent. YEAH THE RACE WAS COOL I TURNED TO MY DAD AND SAID "i hope hes going for the grand slam 😁😁😁😁😁" ooohhh maaaaxxxx maxy maaax max max max max 🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🥰‼️‼️‼️‼️ i love him so much im fully losing my mind. HE LOOKED SOOO FUCKING GOOD ON THE PODIUM TOO IM BITING HIM RN. KITCHEN. BAREFOOT. PREGNANT. NOW‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ yeah no i rlly did enjoy this race SO much im so so glad f1 is back 🥺🥺🥺🥺 a shame about fernando being a lil flop in that flop car BUT this was the first opening race without any dnfs!!! how fucking cool is that!!! i think its cool!!! 💕💕💕😁😁😁✨✨✨ SEE YALL NEXT WEEK AT JEDDAHHHH 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷

✩ song of the race: the weekend - michael gray

I CANNOT WAAAIT FOR THE WEEKEND TO BEGIN DURING RACE WEEK LIKE IM LISTENING TO THIS SHIT ON LOOOPPP💥✨✨💕💕😁😁

✩ photodump:

[austinrrylover]

hey!! here’s a one-shot i wrote about austin butler bc im obsessed lol

I didn’t expect this. Sure I knew this movie was going to be a hit, but a ‘twelve minutes standing ovation at Cannes’ hit? Never in a million years.

I looked around, everybody smiling and clapping while the big screen was focusing on the cast of the best film of the night, Elvis. I couldn’t wait to get home, write down everything I thought, felt and saw in the previous two and a half hours.

Baz Luhrmann is possibly a genius. It was great to see all of the cast getting emotional and proudly accepting the loud applauds that filled the room. There were big cinema legends here and all of them were clapping for this one boy, man, I couldn’t take my eyes off.

How could I though? His performance was captivating, beautiful, sexy, accurate and overall award-worthy. Now he is standing two seat rows in front of me and I catch a little glimpse of his rosy cheeks when he looks at someone next to him. He is so different from here then he looks on the screen.

As I get more and more mesmerized by his beauty and talent the crowd starts to quiet down. Some people sit back to their seats and some take the exits, just as the star of the movie does. So I follow.

It’s fine I just want to ask him some questions, how cool would it be to have some exclusive interview with him next to my review of the movie. It most likely won’t happen but it’s worth a try.

It was worth a try, but it’s impossible. As soon as he is out the door he is surrended by interviewers, big actors congratulating him and some people most likely from his family. So I take some steps back and give up on this idea of mine, and walk back to the theatre, to watch the next movie coming up.

Hours pass, the movie ends. Cannes really knows how to get together a perfect selection of movies, because I’m actually really impressed by everything they are doing here.

Oh no.

I look to my right and notice a pair of familiar brown eyes.

It’s Jeffrey. Jeffrey Anderson. A really wealthy and famous producer who may or may not have a crush on me and doesn’t ever leave me alone. But he is coming up to me right now so, I gotta do what I gotta a do.

‘Hey Jeff.’ I say with a fake smile. Honestly, Jeff is a nice guy, knows how to do his job, but sometimes he’s a little much. And often doesn’t get the hint.

‘Stacy! Good to see you here, babe.’ He smiles and pulls me into a hug, which I don’t return, I just need to get out of this conversation, fast.

‘Yeah, same…’ I say. We small talk and somehow I’m able to get out of there with a little lie, even if this means I cannot watch the next movie coming up.

I take out my phone and open my notes app. I start writing words down, things I really, really have to use in my review, because suddenly I’m back to thinking about Elvis, the brilliance of this art that this movie is, it is hard to describe it with words. I make my way to the bar with my phone in my hand, fingers typing furiously, it’s like motivation suddenly corrupted my brain. I write phrases like ‘mesmerizing, magical, never been done before, beautiful—‘ and before I know it someone is bumping into me, spilling their drink all over my dress.

‘Oh my god, I’m so sorry!’ Says the gentle voice, and I look down on my dress. It’s completly drenched. Fuck. ‘Let me get some paper towels for you!’ Says the person who just spilled their champagne over me, and as I look up you recognize it is Olivia, the actress who played Priscilla in the movie.

And suddenly I’m not even mad about the dress anymore.

‘It’s okay.’ I smile. She smiles gently and goes over to the bartender, getting a couple of napkins.

‘Still, do you have anything you can change into? I have a blazer over there at my seat if you want to wear it.’ She apologizes while trying to soak up some champagne.

‘No, it really is fine! I have a jumper in my car.’ I lied. ‘I loved you in the movie by the way!’ I take my chance, now or never.

‘Thank you so much, I promise I’m not always this clumsy in real life.’ She chuckles.

‘I’m Anastasia,’ I reach for her hand. ‘But everyone calls me Stacy.’

‘Olivia, nice to meet you.’ She says. ‘Can I buy you a drink? I feel so terrible about this whole situation.’

A drink? And maybe talk? That would be perfect.

‘Only if you have time, it’s fine, really.’ I try to be polite but my heart is beating out of my chest.

‘No, I insist.’ She smiles and the two of us make our way to a bartender. We talk a little and I reveal myself to be a journalist, and Olivia offers me some of her insights on the film and how she got into the role while still talking about basic stuff and about the whole Cannes event. She is really good to talk to.

‘Hey, would you like to come and say hi to the rest of the crew? I think they are done with the big interviews.’ She smiles and I take a deep breath.

This would be such a big opportunity, and Olivia is so nice, she wouldn’t let me get uncomfortable.

‘Okay.’ I smile. This is the perfect opportunity. ‘Get yourself together,’ if I ask the right questions and talk to the right people I could get into circles I have always wanted to.

As I follow Olivia through the giant crowd I look down on myself. My dress looks so bad and I’m going to meet the big names of Hollywood in this. Great.

Olivia holds my hand and leads me into a room which was divided by a purple curtain, and as we walk through I see we are in a private room. Some bar-chairs all over the place and some gentle music is playing in the background, suddenly, I am nervous.

‘Baz!’ Olivia calls out. ‘This is Stacy,’ She tugs on my arm and I’m in front of the brilliant director of the movie.

‘Nice to meet you, Stacy. Did you like the film?’ Baz asks.

‘I loved it, you did a super great job!’ I smile and he chuckles, being proud of himself, as he should be.

‘It was Austin who did most of it, but thank you.’ He smiles and I suddenly feel a presence behind me.

‘That is not true.’ The voice says and I look behind me, and it is him.

Elvis— Austin.

‘Yeah it is, all that clapping was for you, darling.’ Baz says but I can’t even pay attention because I am so blinded by his aura and energy.

Suddenly Austin’s gaze leaves Baz, and he is looking in my eyes.

‘I don’t believe we met.’ He says in a really soothing, calm voice.

‘I don’t believe we have.’ I say, trying my hardest not to blush.

‘Austin Butler.’ He says and reaches for my hand.

‘Anastasia Dane.’ I say and I give him my hand, which is clearly shaking.

‘Nice to meet you, Anastasia.’ He smiles.

‘Stacy’s fine.’ I say.

‘Anastasia is beautiful.’ He says in a quiet voice.

Olivia suddenly appears with a glass of wine in her hand, giving it to me.

‘I spilled my drink all over her.’ She says to Austin who looks at me, his eyes going all the way up and down. ‘I can see that.’ He says and I blush, God this is embarrassing.

‘You didn’t even offer her something to cover up with?’ He turns to Olivia.

‘She did, but I’m fine.’ I smile reassuringly and he tilts his head slightly. He takes two steps forward before taking off his tux, leaving him only in a white shirt, the first button unbuttoned and the sleeves of it are rolled up to his elbows.

He is so close, draping the tux over my shoulders. ‘I don’t doubt that,’ Austin whispers.

Is he flirting with me?

‘So I hear you liked the film,’ he says, stepping away from me.

‘I did yes, it was amazing, can’t wait to rewatch it.’ I smile and he keeps eyeing me up and down.

‘I’m glad you liked it.’ He says and looks away, noticing a few people coming in from behind the curtain that we just walked across. ‘Be right back.’ He says with a smirk and leaves me there.

I take the opportunity to talk to Baz, and honestly he’s so intellectual but at the same time casual to talk to, he makes sure everybody in the conversation feels included. I get some stuff for my review and then I just stand there and listen to his captivating stories.

We talk for what seems like hours, and suddenly just like earlier I feel presence behind me, this time it’s closer, followed by a hand on the small of my back.

I turn my head, even though I knew fully well whose hand I have gently laying on me, and I see Austin locking eyes with Baz and listening to him talking with the same amazment as me.

‘No, I didn’t think that!’ He suddenly joins in on the conversation, making everybody chuckle. His hand never leaving my back and the way he is closer every second I can’t even focus on what everyone’s saying.

‘Stacy, did you notice that in that scene?’ Olivia smiles and I have no idea what they are talking about.

My face goes red and I keep avoiding eye contact, ‘Uhm… No, I-I guess I should’ve paid attention more.’ I stutter and Olivia smiles, continuing her story and I feel the hand leaving the small of my back to grip into my waist, and pull me just a little closer.

‘Guess you should’ve.’ Austin whispers, smirking a little and I blush once again.

He is flirting with me.

More and more people keep coming in from behind the curtain, and this family-type feeling is gone, suddenly everyone’s talking to different people and I’m left alone on a barchair.

‘Stacy!’ I hear from behind me.

Jeff.

‘Stacy! Hey!’ He says, and I can recongnize the alcohol in his voice.

‘Hi Jeff.’ I say with a little smile.

‘How’s my favourite girl?’ He says and stands right next to me. I feel uncomfortable with how he is standing so close and I just want this to be over.

‘I’m okay. Just finishing this.’ I smile and take a hold of my drink.

‘What happened to your dress?’ He asks, looking down on the huge stain.

‘It’s fine, someone spilled champagne over me.’ I tell him while trying to think of something that will save me from this misery.

‘You know,’ He leans closer. ‘I could take it off of you.’ He says and I lean away.

God this is embarrassing.

‘I—‘ I say when I suddenly feel somebody from the other side of me.

‘Hey, beautiful.’ I know that voice. ‘Everything alright?’ Austin.

‘Yeah uhm… Everything alright.’ I say, still leaning away from Jeff and leaning closer to Austin.

‘Hey, I’m Jeff, and old friend of Stacy here.’ Jeff says and extends his hand, while the other one squeezes my shoulder for a second. Austin catches the movement and extends his hand back.

‘Austin. Now if you will excuse us, I need to talk to Anastasia.’ Austin says and the hand on my back is back, him leading me away from Jeff.

We go to a small hallway and he lets go of me.

‘Thank you so much.’ I say with a sigh of relief.

‘For what?’ He asks with a smirk.

‘For saving me from this awkward situation.’ I say and he walks a little closer.

‘It’s nothing.’ He says and we stand there in silence. The hallway is dark and I can barely see his face with how close he is standing and how nothing’s lighting up his face, his handsome, pretty face.

He lifts his hand and gently puts his thumb on my forearm, carassing a little skin there.

‘I didn’t like him being so close to you.’ He says and woah. Woah.

What is happening?

‘Me neither.’ I manage to get words out.

‘I didn’t,’ He backs me up into the wall. ‘I didn’t like him touching you.’ He says and takes both of his hands to cage me into the wall, both of those hands on each side of my head.

‘Me neither.’ I say with a little smile, trying to play along, trying not to sound completly gone, trying to hide that I’m already so aroused by just this, and he didn’t even touch me yet.

‘Do you like, me touching you?’ He whispers and one of his hand leaves the wall, gently guiding his fingertips over my jawline.

His hands are so soft.

‘Yes.’ I say breathlessly, thank god he can’t see my red face in the dark.

‘Hm.’ He hums and softly moves his hand, touching my cheek, then my jawline once again, my neck, my collarbone and everything’s too much, I feel too hot, I raise my hands and get out of his tux that I’m wearing.

He smirks and leans closer and suddenly his lips are on my neck. My breathing quickens as soon as I feel his soft lips on my skin, I’m sure he can feel how my heart paced up.

He plants gentle kisses on my neck, then my jawline. I don’t know what to do with my hands and a sudden rush of bravery washes over me, grabbing his face in my hand and kissing him with force.

He takes one hand and puts it on my neck, while the other takes a hold of my hip, and with that we move into each other. While the kiss evolves into something more passionate Austin grabs me the side of my thigh, holding it up so our groins directly touch. His hand is under my dress, and I feel him moving his bulge into me. I moan at the contact, louder than I intended.

‘Fuck, should we get out of here?’ He says, pulling away from me.

‘Yes, please.’ I say and he takes a hold of my hand.

He leads me out of the hallway, and drops my hand when we get into the room. He places his hand on the small of my back and leads me out of the crowded place, waving to Olivia and disappearing through the purple curtain.

He takes a left and we are suddenly at some kind of a backdoor, where there are cars waiting for people, Austin looks at one, then looks at me and goes to open the door to let me get in.

He tells the address of his hotel to the driver and throughout the journey his hand never leaves my thigh.

‘Can’t wait to get you alone.’ He leans closer and whispers in my ear.

I sigh breathlessly, trying to keep it together but it’s so hard to do so, so hard when he is so close, his breath on my neck, his shoulder touching mine while his hand creeps up my thigh.

‘Baby…’ He whispers and bites my earlobe and I quietly moan which makes him smirk.

The driver slows down and I know we are at the hotel. Austin gets out and extends his hand for me to take.

His hand is on the small of my back, this becomes like a routine for us, while he guides me to the elevator. Some other people get in, making us step back and standing directly in front of the back of the elevator.

I feel Austin’s hand going lower just a little, settling on my ass, not squeezing or groping, he just leaves it there.

The elevator stops on every level, and now I’m getting impatient, I need to get my hands on him, and I need him to get his hands on me. So out of desperation I lean closer to him, my head barely touching his chest. I feel his hand leaving my ass as he thightly grabs me by my waist.

And suddenly we are on our level. We excuse ourselves and get out before Austin is basically running towards the door. He gets out his keycard and looks at me, motioning me to come in.

He locks the door behind us and I look through the beautiful room, with the most beautiful view. As I look at the direction of the window Austin comes up from behind me, wrapping his strong arms around me.

‘You like?’ He asks, breath hitting my neck, chuckling.

‘I do.’ I smile and turn, finding myself pressed against his chest. I grab his shoulders and I press a gentle kiss on his inviting lips. He kisses back and I feel butterflies in my stomach because of how tender and sensual he is, it makes me want to never stop touching him.

The gentleness in long gone now, he holds me by my hip, backs me up into the kitchen counter, and starts to unbutton his shirt. I try to help him but I’m too preoccupied with the kisses and how when I open my eyes I see more and more of his skin on his chest so I pull away and start kissing him as more of his skin is revealed.

He chuckles and I unbutton the last two buttons on the shirt before kissing and licking his chest and stomach all over. He puts his hand into my hair to guide my head and I gently pull away from the counter I was pressed into so I can lower myself and get on my knees.

‘Fuck, Ana…’ He says and looking up at him, totally out of breath, shirtless, his hair messed up. It was definitely a sight to see.

I guide my finger on the line of his V-line and I reach the waistband of his pants and start to unbuckle his belt.

‘Fuck, you are so- so pretty, baby.’ Austin says as I struggle to open his belt, he reaches for my hair and holds it up for me.

Finally I successfully remove his pants and he steps out of them, standing there in only underwear. I put my lips on his bulge and I can feel him slightly moving his hips, he is eager. So I don’t waste any time, I need him so bad, I free his hardness.

I audibly swallow when I see it, right in front of my face, and I once again waste no time spitting in my hand and guide it up and down on him.

He groans and I take this as a sign to finally get my mouth on him. I kiss the tip and lick it from the base to the top all the way. He pulls on my hair at the sudden contact and I take him in my mouth as deep as I can, while he tugs on my hair a little harder. Not that I mind. I look up to him and I see him struggling to keep looking at me, his eyes rolling back, even throwing his head back. I continue to bob my head up and down before I feel him pulling my hair slightly upwards, making me pull off of him.

‘Stand up.’ He says and I feel heat all over mg body hearing him order me like that, so I do as he says. As soon as I’m up on my feet, he gently bends down and reaches for the bottom of my dress to pull it over my head. I’m now left in my dark red bra and panties, while Austin throws the stained dress aside. He picks me up and puts his hands firmly on my asscheeks and carries me to a room which, I suppose, is his bedroom.

He basically throws me onto the bed and I smile when he is crawling over me.

‘You are so beautiful.’ He says and looks at me up and down.

‘You too.’ I say and he smirks before lowering himself and coming in direct contact with my breasts which are still covered by the red lace. He kisses one gently.

‘So pretty. I wanna get my mouth on them so badly, can I, baby?’ He says and wouldn’t I be the biggest fool on Earth to say no to that.

‘Yes, please.’ He smirks and reaches under me to unhook my bra, freeing my boobs, my nipples already hard because of him.

‘I like it when you say that, darling.’ He says and I moan loudly when he attaches his lips, those perfect lips, on my goosebumps filled skin there.

‘You like that?’ He asks and sucks on my skin. I nod with my mouth gaping open, not being able to think because of the intense pleasure I’m receiving.

‘Answer me, sweetheart.’ He asks and looks up at me, stopping everything he was doing, I arch my back because of the lack of touch.

‘Yes, yes. Please.’ I say and I can tell by his smirk this is turning him on so much, but still fights the urge to keep kissing me.

‘Please, what? What do you want, tell me baby.’ He asks and his eyes are burning a hole into my forehead, his gaze is so strong and powerful and full of undivided attention, his gaze is something everyone who wants to feel loved and wanted should experience in their life.

‘I want you, Austin. I want you to fuck me.’ I say and his smirk falls before kissing me passionately on the lips.

‘Bold choice baby.’ He says and I smile as he kisses down my body, his hands wandering everywhere he can reach, squeezing my boobs then coming back up to put his hand around my throat.

‘I’m gonna fuck you so well, princess. Nobody has ever fucked you like this and nobody ever will.’ He stares into my soul and I can’t help but moan just at his words. Everything he does is arousing to me. ‘I love it when you are loud like that. Makes me want to never hear anything else again.’ I know I boosted his ego with the moans and the eagerness so I smile at his cocky behaviour change. He winks at me and I chuckle when he reaches down to slightly rub me through my red lace panties.

‘You are so wet, can’t wait to be inside you baby.’ He says and lowers himself on my body to tug down my panties. He does so and throws them away.

I take a sharp breath as he starts to kiss down my abdomen and uses one finger to rub the side of my thigh, to slightly hold me down. His kisses slow down the lower he gets and he is finally planting a kiss directly on my pussy. He takes his other hand and guides one finger down my folds before diving into me, his head between my thighs, licking up everything he can get. Pure ecstasy takes me over and as soon as he inserts even the tip of his finger into my hole, I grab a hold of his hair and I feel heat in my lower stomach.

‘Fuck, Austin.. I- I’m close.’ I say, which comes out as a whisper because my moans are too loud in comparison.

Austin doesn’t stop, he keeps lapping his tongue on my heat, his finger now fully in me, his other hand leaving my thigh and just gently rubbing my clit a little.

And that does the job for me. I grab his hair forcefully and I feel myself reaching my release while he still eats me throughout the course of my orgasm.

He comes up from in between my thighs. ‘What a sight to see, baby, all flushed and wet, just for me. For me.’ He says and comes up to kiss me, giving me just a little taste of what he has been devouring for the last few minutes.

‘Please fuck me.’ I say and I don’t have to ask him twice.

‘Who got you this turned on?’ He asks with a smile while reaching for the bedside table to get out a condom.

‘You, you Austin.’ I say as he slides the condom on himself and crawls back on top of me.

‘So pretty.’ He says and suddenly pushes into me and I scream. He throws his head back and starts to move in and out of me as I moan. He paces up and takes me by my knees to get a better angle, which feels so good, I’m not even sure that I’m thinking clearly anymore.

‘Fuck.’ He groans and I take his face in my hands to kiss him, which is so messy because of our rapid and rhythmless breathing and moans but it doesn’t matter.

I can feel him getting closer and closer and as he keeps hitting that spot in me, I feel closer too.

He suddenly grabs me by the waist and flips us over, pulling out in the process but settling me on his lap.

‘Sit on it baby.’ He says and just like that I do so, because he is back to his ordering self.

He moans and I start to move, the same pace he was fucking me just a minute ago. I bounce up and down and stop just a few times to grind into him. His hand stays on my thighs, sometimes goes behind to grope my ass, or slap it a little.

I feel his grab on my ass getting harder and harder and I know he is close.

‘You close, darling?’ He says and I nod as he takes one hand to grab one of my breasts before sitting up and once again being so close to each other. I put my head in the crook of his neck and he thrusts his hips up once and that is enough to send me over the edge.

‘Come for me, Ana.’ He whispers and I scream when I do so. He looks at me with his sexiest bedroom eyes and just like that he is throwing his head back and coming with me, joining me in this ecstasy.

He pulls out of me and sets me down on the bed. He wraps the condom and goes to which I assume is the bathroom, appearing with a shirt and a towel in his hand. He cleans me up and gives me a kiss on my lips.

‘I’m gonna go pee.’ I murmur with the shirt clutched in my hand and he nods while he searches for pants himself.

When I’m back, the curtains are down, just a little night lamp is brightening the room with mostly just dark brown furnitures. Austin is already half asleep in the bed and I’m not sure if he wants me to stay or not. Should I just go? I don’t have a pair of pants.

‘Stop staring.’ He murmurs in a really low voice and I chuckle.

‘Are you going to stand there or— did I not tire you out enough?’ He says and props himself up on his elbow while patting the blanket next to him.

I start to walk towards the bed and I sit down on it before laying down next to him.

‘You okay?’ He asks.

‘Of course. More than okay.’ I smile and turn towards him. He extends his hand and just touches my cheek lightly.

‘Good night, Ana.’ He says, reaching for the bedside lamp to turn it off.

‘Good night, Austin.’ I smile and he pulls me closer. I can’t help myself but to kiss him gently again.

‘Sleep baby, we will continue this in the morning.’ He whispers.

Well, I didn’t expect this.

[reidgraygubler]

carolina (spencer reid/reader

Title: Carolina

Request: no, but it was written for @spencerreidbingo​

Couple: spencer reid/fem!reader

Category: smut/angst, with a tiny bit of fluff

Content Warning: SEXUAL CONTENT (praise kink, mild-innocence kink, daddy kink, fingering, oral (male & female), penetrative sex, unprotected sex/cream pie, grinding/petting, hairpulling, breathplay, multiple orgasms, possessive kink, orgasm denial), partying, drinking, swearing, large age gap (between two consenting adults), professor/student, post prison!reid, quick mentions of drinks being drugged (but not actually happening) (if I missed anything, please let me know)

Word Count: 9,064

Summary: Spencer thinks his peer is innocent. But little does he not, she’s not as innocent as he thinks.

A/N: it’s based on carolina by harry styles, bc im a sucker for a good harry song. This was written for @spencerreidbingo​ (i’ll have a separate post with more about that). this takes up the breathplay square on my card (pictured below). This is also the first time im writing a blowjob scene, so im really sorry if it’s not good. i also didn’t have a beta for this, so im kinda blindly posting this. and, lastly, this is a lot longer than i intended. i didn’t mean for it to get this long… it’s just a bunch of words my brain wouldn’t stop saying until i wrote it... i seriously hope you all enjoy this. thank you all for the love and support! check out my masterlist!

~*~* THIS DOES CONTAIN 18+ CONTENT!! *~*~

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I kept my eyes low as I stepped into the lecture hall 5 minutes before anyone else. The professor was writing something on the chalkboard, so his back was facing the room. 

“Uh, hello,” I spoked, stepping closer to his desk. He jumped slightly and dropped his chalk at the sound of my voice. I would have expected him to know students would be showing up earlier, considering it was the start of a new semester. And, I honestly would have assumed he was told a new student was coming. That’s not my job. 

“Oh, sorry,” he turned around to face me. I smiled softly, watching

as he bent down to pick up the chalk. I cocked my head to the side, watching his backside as he stood back up. He pushed his hair away from his face. “You must be the new transfer,” he asked, resting the chalk on his desk, beside a pile of pens.

“Yep. That’s me…” I smiled, looking up at his face, keeping myself from further checking him out. I quickly offered my hand and gave him my name. “I know I’m early. I figured I’d get the syllabus from you now instead of after class,” I nodded as I adjusted my grip on my bag. He stared at me for a moment, his eyes lingering on my face and then down my body, and that moment felt like an eternity. I shouldn’t be mad or frustrated with him. I basically did the same thing to him moments ago.

 I cleared my throat to get his attention once again. “The, uh… The syllabus?” I asked as my smile faltered slightly. He looked at me before looking at the pile of papers on his desk before quickly moving.

“Right, right, sorry,” he muttered as he began shuffling through the piles of paper on his desk. “Um, here you are,” he looked back up at me as he handed me a small packet. I looked at it for a moment before looking back up at the teacher.

“Perfect, thank you,” I spoke, my words kind of lingering because he never actually gave me his name. 

“Right, sorry, Spencer. Spencer Reid. I won’t be a drill sergeant about the whole Mr., Dr., Professor. You can call me whatever you want,” he smiled as he placed his hands on the back of his chair. I held back my laughter and the wildly inappropriate joke that I wanted to make.

“Well, Professor Reid,” I smiled as I looked down at my watch, “I better go find a seat before your class starts. I can’t wait to be in your class,” I looked up at him before turning to find a spot. When I sat down, Spencer looked at me with a smile, before going back to writing on the chalkboard. 

I quickly and quietly pulled out my books and pens as the other people in the class filed in and took their seats. Spencer quickly finished writing on the board before turning around to greet the class. And, even as he spoke to the class, and looked around at each of the other students, his eyes always landed on me, lingering for a moment before going elsewhere.

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Five months. Five months into being in Spencer Reid’s class, and I have been suffering. I’m not a new student anymore. But the only friendship I’ve made is with my fucking professor, and there’s a certain level of tension between us. That tension was probably thanks to him staring at me during lectures, and me teasing him while he taught. It wasn’t too bothersome, but I definitely wanted something to happen. Unfortunately for me, I don’t think anything will happen. 

So, can someone please tell me why I invited Spencer over to help me study for a test? It’s a stupid question too, that I already figured out the answer to… I even finished studying for the day, and I’m going to a stupid party. Maybe I could get him to go with… And maybe, just maybe, something could happen.

I nearly jumped when there was a knock on the door. It’s not that I forgot he was coming over. It’s that I was so wrapped up in doing my makeup and forgot what time it was. My mascara almost smudged when I jumped back. Thank God it didn’t smudge too terribly. 

I grabbed my shirt off the counter and threw it on (not bothering to zip it), before running to the front door. I smoothed out my skirt before pulling the door open. And, there stood Spencer. 

“Hope I’m not too late,” he looked down at me and smiled. Although, his smile didn’t stay for too long when he saw what I was wearing. He wasn’t disappointed though, no. He was… He clearly liked what he saw, I’ll just put it that way.

“Oh! Thanks for coming over, but I actually figured it out. I should’ve called you,” I looked up at Spencer as he stepped into my apartment. I struggled to zip the back of my blouse as I walked towards my room. I looked back over my shoulder and noted that Spencer was, indeed, still following me. “Can you zip me up,” I stopped in my tracks before giving up on zipping my blouse. It was a black crop top that paired well with the pale pink tennis skirt. 

“Where… Where exactly are you going tonight? It’s a, uh, it’s a school night,” he asked as he lifted his hands. The cool metal of the zipper pressed against my back, causing a shiver to go through my spine.

“Uh, there’s this party,” I answered, stepping away from him and towards the bathroom, “Thought I’d go,” I looked at him in the mirror. Spencer looked around the bathroom, at the messy mess I had made on my counter. Different pallets of makeup and tools were strewn about, a varying amount of hair care products tossed here and there. It honestly looked like a bathroom of a pageant queen, and not a 20-something-year-old. In my defense, I had to dress to impress someone here in this stupid university. 

“Is that, uh… Is that smart?” Spencer asked, leaning against the door jamb. I looked up at him as I put on some luxurious red lipstick. I smiled as I looked at him.

“I think it is,” I laughed as I picked up something else and turned to look at him, “You wanna come? I wasn’t invited,” I smiled wickedly as I looked at him. His face paled two shades as he looked at me. “Oh, c’mon, Professor, no one will know us there, and I can assure you, no one will even see us,” I looked up at him as I readjusted his tie. He looked down at me before swallowing roughly. 

“I don-”

“I do need a designated driver,” I spoke before cutting him off. I walked past him and towards my room. Part of me wondered what he was thinking as I so rudely rushed past him, or cut him off, or whatever I was doing. I wished I could hear his thoughts. I wondered if they consisted of “The mouth on that girl,” or, “I should punish her for the way she’s acting,” or, my personal favorite, “I should put that mouth to good use,” 

“How old are you again?” Spencer asked once I sat down on my bed. I looked up at him as I slipped my shoes on.

“22,” I smiled and stood up, “Why, is that important?” I smiled as I grabbed my coat and purse.

“Couldn’t remember,” he lied. We both knew he was lying. He even knew that too. Freaking walking computer is what he is. There's no way he conveniently forgot how old I was. “Are you going to be out late?”

“Why? It’s not like you’re my dad or anything?” I laughed, leading him back to the front door of the house. “I don’t plan on being out too late. I know there’s class tomorrow,” I shrugged as I walked towards his car. 

We both stayed silent as he drove with the directions I was quietly giving him. I was pleasantly happy that we were both quiet, but what I hated was the sudden awkward sexual tension that was between us. If he didn’t have this… domineering personality over me there probably wouldn’t be this tension between us.

“Are you going to come with me?” I looked up at him as I unbuckled. He glanced over at me with slight disappointment in his eye. I felt a little bad, but I really wanted to go to this party, I wasn’t going to let my professor’s disappointment stop me. “Please,” I whispered. He sighed before unbuckling himself. I had to force myself to not verbally giggle with excitement before slipping out of the car. Spencer looked down at me as I twisted my hips to swish my skirt. I smiled as I entertained myself. I'm sure if I wasn't watching my skirt, I would have been staring at him, giving myself away. 

“Steps,” Spencer muttered as we got closer to the porch. I looked up at him before looking towards the small staircase. I looked up at Spencer with a smile. He glanced back down at me, a worried crease in his brow. I looked down at my skirt and smoothed it out. I looked at the door as we stood close to it, I contemplated knocking.

  “So, you weren’t invited to this party?” Spencer asked, looking down at me. His voice stopped me from knocking. Instead, I looked up at him and smiled back up at him. He raised an eyebrow as he waited for an answer from me. My smile grew playful as I looked back at the door, raising my fist to knock on it. “No answer?” he asked, still waiting for my answer.

“Oh, please, Professor Reid, I can get into the hottest parties in LA without an invitation,” I smiled at him. That was a little bit of an over-exaggeration. Most college parties I could get into. But not LA parties. Someday though… 

The door swung open, and we were instantly met with loud music blaring through a speaker somewhere in the house. People’s voices and chatter carried all throughout the house, coming through the various rooms and clusters around. “Are you coming in to babysit me? Or, are you going to go back to your car to read the science of the mathematical phenomenon,” I looked up at him, offering my hand to him. I wasn’t exactly sure if that was a real book or not, but I wouldn’t put it past Spencer to read. 

“I’m not babysitting you,” he corrected as he looked down at me with a disappointed look in his eye. I smiled and rolled my eyes. 

“Are you going to come in and watch me drink and party and have fun, Professor… Or, are you going to go back to your car and read your silly little book,” I looked down at my hand, silently telling him to take my hand and come in with me. 

“I, uh, I don’t think it’s exactly in the rules for a professor to party, let alone drink, with their students,” Spencer spoke before looking down at my hand. I dropped my shoulders and looked up at him.

“Fine then… Suit yourself,��� I turned around and basically skipped into the house, leaving the door open for him. I made my way towards the loud kitchen and grabbed for a cup and bottle of whatever booze was nearby. I blindly grabbed for a bottle of Grey Goose and dumped it into the cup, no mixer, no chaser. 

“First off,” Spencer’s voice came from beside me. I looked up at him and took a long sip of vodka. “You shouldn’t be taking drinks from people at a party,” he spoke, taking the cup from me. I looked up at him, then the bottle and a new cup. I was only a little annoyed that he took my drink. 

“I… I’m young. I’m not dumb,” I grabbed a new cup and poured more vodka. I looked up at him and offered him a sip. “I know not to drink something given to me by someone I don’t know.” I scoffed before taking another long sip. I cringed a bit at how strong it was.

“Even then someone could slip something into a drink! Even if you did know them!” Spencer exclaimed, causing the surrounding people to turn and look at us. I dropped my shoulders as I looked up at him. 

“If you look around, Spencer, you’re the only person that I know. So unless you’re the one slipping something into my drink… And, as an FBI agent… I don’t think you would,” I cocked my head to my shoulder. Spencer looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “You have more to say,” I added before taking a sip of my drink.

"And, secondly, you're not as innocent as I had originally thought you were," he watched as I brought the cup of straight vodka to my lips. He looked rather unamused with my talent for drinking straight vodka.

"You thought I was innocent?" I asked, nearly sputtering the liquid with my laughter. "Please! I've never been innocent in my entire life!" I shouted over the music. He raised an eyebrow at my statement, and suddenly I had the greatest idea in the world. "But maybe, just for you, I'll be a good girl," I smiled before drinking the rest of my drink in one go. Spencer looked down at me, his lips pressed into a fine as he stared down at me. Ohh, that definitely awoken something in him. I bit back my smile with my offer. Innocent… He thinks I’m innocent. Ha! I honestly don’t remember the last time I was innocent. And, honestly, just for him… I’d be an innocent, good, little girl for Spencer Reid any day, every day even. “I can be your good, innocent little girl,” I smiled at him and cocked my head.

"I don't… I don't think that'd be… appropriate," he spoke, his words very quiet. We both knew that even though it was inappropriate, we both wanted it. We both knew what we wanted to. 

I glanced at him before pouring more drink for myself. "You should learn to pace yourself," he stated and changed the subject. He nervously looked at the bottle of vodka and then around the room at all the other people drinking. Or, he was just looking for a drink that wasn’t booze. Did he actually want to keep me safe, or was I just overreading him?     

"It's a college party, Professor! I'm not going to pace myself!" I shouted just to get his attention back to me. His head shot back down to me. The level of concern on his face only made me feel a little bad, mostly because he was concerned for me. But, he should know… This is a college party.  “Do you want some?” I asked, offering my drink to him again. I held it up to him, close to his lips. His face twisted up as soon as the scent of pure vodka hit his nose.

“No, no thanks,” he held up at hand to block the cup from his face. I pouted before bringing it to my lips. “Do you usually come to parties,” he asked, his eyes darting around the room. Part of me wondered if he wanted to continue that question with “Like this?” But,  I was too busy keeping my eyes on his face, rather than looking around the room like he was. Although, I’m sure he was used to keeping an eye on his surroundings. I’ve never been too worried about it, I probably should… But hey, you only live once. Going to college parties with your 38-year-old professor, and drinking straight vodka, and not really caring about your surroundings proves my point of YOLO.

“If I don’t have class or anything to study for… Yep,” I looked up at him with a sneaky smile. The joke with that was his particular class had a test coming up soon, and I should be studying for it. He knew that too because he just announced the test this morning. Although, he did come to my home, to help me with said test. “But, I wouldn't show up to his class hungover. It’d disappoint him too much. And, he’d care too much about me to even focus on the rest of the class,” I spoke, answering the questions he was thinking. It’s not like I’ve shown up to classes hungover before. Granted, I’ve never shown up to his class drunk or hungover. Mostly because I didn’t want to disappoint him, and only him. Anyone and everyone else can go blow themselves.

“How do you know that?” Spencer asked, looking back at me with furrowed eyebrows. I smiled and stepped closer to him.  

“How do I know what?” I cocked my head to my shoulder. I already knew what he meant by his question, but… I think teasing him and messing with him is fun. And, he knew that too.

“How do you know that you’d disappoint him?” he looked down at me, pressing his chin to his chest to get a better look at me. His hands were away from me, even though I really wanted his hands anywhere on me. I looked over at my hand and the cup I held before bringing it to my lips. I took a long sip, trying to finish the contents in one go. I tossed the cup over my shoulder and looked up at him with a lazy smile.

“Because being hungover, with the slight possibility of still being drunk, would totally disappoint him… And I would hate to disappoint him.” I whispered and shook my head. Spencer looked down at me with something in his eyes, and I loved the way he looked at me. “I told you, Professor, I’d be a good girl for you,” I cocked my head to my shoulder and smiled, “And only for you,”

“You’re drunk,” he pointed out an obvious fake statement. So, I cackled and shook my head.

“I had one drink,” I scoffed and waved off my in the air, “Most definitely not enough to get me drunk,” I flattened his tie out before gripping it tightly, “Like I said, I wouldn’t want to disappoint you,” I smiled before dropping my hand from his tie, “So, why would I show up to your class… Hungover…? I know you’d care… And I know it’d disappoint you. That’s the last thing I want to do to you,”  

Spencer’s adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed roughly. He quickly looked between me and the room, then back at me, then around the room. I faked a yawn before looking away from him.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom, okay, Professor?” I smoothed out his jacket before turning and leaving him alone in the kitchen. I smiled as I skipped away from him, my skirt swishing with my movement. I secretly hoped he’d follow me. But, a quick glance over my shoulder told me he was still in the kitchen.

However, when I finished my business and left the bathroom, Spencer was leaning against the wall right beside the door. I looked up at him and smiled. 

“Follow me,” he muttered, grasping my wrist and pulling me down the various halls and past multiple groups of people. I giggled the harder his grasp grew on me and the faster he moved. I’m happy people were too busy with themselves to notice a 30-something-year-old man was dragging a 20-something-year-old girl down the hall, to which I can assume was one of the only open bedrooms. Fuck… I hope it's a bedroom. 

He was a man on a mission. Not letting anyone get in his way. The smile that grew on my lips was pure excitement. I couldn’t help it. I’m sure we’re both getting what we wanted… I hope.

I let out an excited yelp when he shoved me into, exactly what I thought, an empty bedroom. I’m surprised he knew that there’d be an empty room. Most of them are occupied, with couples (or more) doing exactly what I hope we’re about to do. Which was fuck each other.

Spencer slammed the door shut, and quickly locked it before pushing me against it. I looked up at him and giggled like a fucking kid in a candy store. Again, I couldn’t help it. 

Spencer was quiet, which led me to be quiet. The air in between us quickly grew hot and tense and thick. I really wanted this to move faster, but I wanted him to be the one in charge. I was willing to let this be slow and let him be in charge. So, when he grabbed both my wrists and held them above my head, I smiled so hard my cheeks began to hurt.

“Tell me what you want,” Spencer’s voice was low and deep as he moved close to me. There was little to no space between us. Which left little to the imagination, for me anyway. 

I looked up at him, with the biggest doe eyes I could muster, silently telling him that I wanted the most, in the entire world, was to be on my knees, with his hand tangled in my hair, and his cock down my throat, or to be fucked so hard that I won’t be able to sit properly for several days. But, I couldn’t be that blunt. You gotta play up to that moment before you get it. I’m sure in the end though, I’ll get both things.

I swallowed roughly, trying to think of what to say, because, like I said, I can’t just be blunt yet. So, when I opened my mouth and words just came out, I was pleasantly surprised with what was said. “You’re old enough to be my father, Professor,” I smiled at him as he pinned me against the door. He pressed his hips against mine to keep me against the surface. I could feel a large bulge against my inner thigh, causing me to shiver. “Does that mean I get to call you daddy,” I whispered as I looked up at him through my eyelashes. He is the one who said I could call him whatever I wanted… And he did just ask me what I wanted, and I guess I wanted to call him ‘Daddy’. There was no guessing about him.

Okay, he wasn't exactly old enough to be my father. But he was a lot older than me. Most 20-something-year-olds aren't sleeping with men 15 years older than them… and most 20-something-year-olds aren't sleeping with their professor… I just wanted an excuse to call him 'Daddy'. And he knew that too. So, if we gave each other an excuse for that to happen, then that was all I needed.

I dropped my head to my shoulder to allow him to attack the space on my neck. He dragged his nose across my jawbone before stilling. His lips were just over my neck. As his breathing got heavier, it tickled across my skin. 

“That does have a nice ring to it,” Spencer hummed as he dropped my hands and stepped away from me. I swallowed roughly as I stared at him. I missed having his body pressed against mine, and he knew that. 

I looked at him as I brought my hands to his belt. "I thought you said this wasn't appropriate, Daddy," I whispered as I quickly undid the belt buckle, without looking. I almost couldn’t move fast enough to unbutton and zip his pants. If he wanted me to stop, he would have stopped me by now. “Can I?” I looked up at him, a plea in my eyes.

"You've changed my mind," he muttered, watching me with such close intent, “God, please keep going,” he spoke like if I did stop now he’d probably die. I looked up at him as I slipped my hand into the waistband of his boxers. He hissed as my fingers brushed against his cock. A small smile grew on my lips. 

“Didn’t take much convincing,” I smiled as my fingers wrapped around him. A small groan fell from his lips as I looked up at him. When I pulled my hand away from him not even a moment later, he looked down at me with an alarmed expression on his face. I quickly spat on my palm before sticking my hand down his pants. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted this?” I whispered as I slowly stroked up and down his length. I couldn’t believe it was actually happening. 

“I’ve wanted this since you stepped foot in my classroom,” his voice was low and gravely as he spoke. My breathing picked up a little bit as I looked up at him. 

Okay… Maybe he did know how long I’ve wanted this. Because I also wanted this the second I stepped into his lecture hall. I wanted his cock in my hands and his hand around my throat. It only took-what, five months for this? I’ll make it worth the wait. 

“Does that feel good,” I whispered, carefully picking up speed and adding the slightest bit of pressure in my grip. Spencer’s eyes fluttered shut as he swallowed roughly and nodded. I smiled before pulling my hand away from him, again. I slowly lowered to my knees and kept my eyes on his face. 

Spencer looked down at him as he gently pushed his fingers through my hair. His fingers gripping hard on my roots before pulling hard. I smiled before very slowly pulling down his slacks and boxers in one go. I was only a little bit intimidated by his size, but the excitement I felt went straight to my core. 

I took a deep breath and swallowed roughly before looking up at him. My mouth fell open, and my tongue stuck out, silently telling him that it was okay. Although I don’t really know why I was telling him that it was okay, we both knew what we wanted, and it was only going to take me doing one thing.

I made eye contact with him as I ran my tongue on the side of his cock. Our eye contact didn’t last long, mostly because he let out a moan and dropped his head back. I smiled as I licked across his tip. A sweet and salty taste was on my tongue. 

My jaw fell slack as I carefully took his length into my mouth. I closed my lips around him before slowly bobbing my head, with my tongue swirling around the underside of his cock. I wrapped a hand around what wouldn’t fit into my mouth. And wrapped my free arm around his leg for support.

The sounds of his moans and grunts filled the mostly quiet room. Music, although muffled through the walls and door, could still be heard from outside of our own world behind the door and four walls.

“You were right,” he struggled to speak through groans, “You aren’t as innocent as I thought,” Spencer's hand had a rough hold in my hair as he held me against him. His cock was penetrating my throat, and breathing was beginning to get difficult. My eyes grew wet and tears grew in the corners of my eyes. 

“You’re such a good girl,” he looked down at me as the tears started to roll down my cheeks. I wouldn’t be surprised if my makeup started smudging and I looked like an adolescent raccoon. “You look so pretty with my cock down your throat,” he struggled to let out a coo, before moving his hips closer to my face. 

Everything about this moment, his hand in my hair, the sounds he was making, the way he smelled, being here… Was intoxicating. I’d give anything to be in this moment again. And I’d give anything to get this moment sooner.

 My knees would hate me in the morning, I just know it. I could already sense the dreaded carpet burn before he even started. But, in all honesty, it’d be worth it. Walking into class tomorrow morning, with bruises and day-old wounds on my knees, just to see his expression.

As I began to pick up pace, the sounds Spencer was making started to become more urgent, easily telling me he was close. But, before he could finish, I pulled away from him, crashing into the wall to get away from his grasp. He looked down at me with a mild frustration on his face. I smiled before wiping my chin clean of spit. 

“I guess chivalry is dead. Whatever happened to ladies first?” I asked, my voice a rasp from how raw my throat was. I looked up at him, feeling a certain level of sass grow in my smile. Spencer quickly tucked himself back into his pants before grabbing my hand. 

“Come on, on your feet,” he muttered as he pulled me back up to a standing position. I nearly toppled over into him if he didn’t hold me upright. I looked up at him and smiled. 

“Bed… Now?” I whispered, my tone showing how urgent I was. It’s not that I wanted this over with, it's that I wanted everything to happen to me all at once, and I wanted it to last for a long time. 

Spencer nodded before cupping my face in his hands. He was harsh when he pressed his lips to mine, like his life depended on it, if he did kiss me now the world would end. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he started guiding me towards the bed. And when the edge of the bed hit the back of my legs, he pushed me back onto it. I quickly moved so my head was resting on the pillows. Spencer was quick to take his cardigan off and be over me. 

“You’re not going to fail me, are you,” I joked as he quickly started leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses on my neck. He lifted his head and looked down at me with confusion on his face. “If I’m a bad fuck,”

“If you ask that again, or bring up class while we’re doing this… Then yes,” he muttered as he looked at me. I laughed as I pushed my fingers through his hair. 

“Oh, shut up,” I laughed as I pulled him down to kiss him, again. One of his hands landed on top of my breast, carefully kneading it, causing me to moan into his mouth. 

His hand slowly drifted away from my chest. I pressed my head into the pillow and looked up at him with a smirk. He carefully dragged his fingers up from my chest to the base of my neck, causing me to let out a shaky gasp. I wanted fingers and a hand around my neck, carefully cutting off my airway just right. Suddenly, I never wanted something so badly in my life. Something dark flashed in his eyes as he looked down at me like he knew what I was about to say. 

“Do it… I fucking dare you,” I muttered, placing both my hands around his wrist. My nose twitched as I stared at him. “I said fucking do it,” I spat, pushing his hand down more onto my neck. My words slowly got cut off as the pressure in his hand and fingers tightened around my neck. A moan struggled to escape me, but did eventually fall from my lips. He seemed pretty happy with that.

“Is that good,” his voice was a growl. I looked at him and moaned.

“Harder,” I begged, my voice growing raspier the more I spoke. He smirked before allowing his grip to tighten. His other hand was still sitting on top of my hips, and I could tell where he wanted to put it. I’d be a dirty, rotten liar if I didn’t want his hand up my skirt. In fact, I’d love it if he did more than just his hand. 

Spencer swallowed roughly before finally sneaking a hand up my skirt and resting it on my underwear. My grip around his wrist got tighter as he pushed past my underwear and past my folds. My eyes fluttered closed as another moan was strangled in my throat. 

“You’re so wet,” he purred as he slowly moved a finger around my clit. I looked up at him, as I struggled to swallow roughly. A dark smirk grew on his lips as he watched me struggle for a moment. “Does that feel good,” he asked, mildly mocking me from earlier. His movements picked up speed just a little bit, and my body reacted, well tried to react. 

“Oh, you’re such a good girl,” he looked down at me. His pupils were so blown I could nearly see my reflection in them. “Another thing you were right about,” he whispered as he slipped a finger into my entrance, and curled it just right. My vision slowly blurred before my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Another moan struggled to escape my throat as Spencer added a second finger. 

My body was on autopilot as I lifted my hand and hit his wrist a few times, telling him that I desperately needed to breathe. When I reopened my eyes, I looked up at him a moment before he removed his hand from my neck. Worry and concern flashed in his eyes as I breathed. Air burned like fire in my lungs as I took a deep breath. As I exhaled a loud moan followed behind, easily telling Spencer and I that I had reached my first orgasm of the night. I just hope there will be more... 

“You did such a good job, Princess,” Spencer whispered as he looked down at me. With his free hand, he brushed the tears away from my cheeks. He carefully withdrew his hand from between my legs and held them up to his face. He looked at them for a moment before placing them in his mouth, sucking and licking them clean. I took a shaky breath and nodded. 

He very sloppily pressed his lips to mine, then on the corner of my lips, and down my jaw, and neck. With one quick movement, a loud rip filled the room, as he tore my shirt off my body. I looked up at him with shock in my eyes. To be fair, that shirt was flimsy, to begin with. I was more worried about leaving my chest so exposed as we left the party. 

“Oh, I’ll give you my sweater,” Spencer muttered before attacking my neck and then down to my collarbones, and over my breasts. I gasped as he wrapped his lips around a nipple.

“Mmm, Daddy,” I whimpered as I shifted under him. I brought my hands back up to his hair, tangling my fingers in the hairs on his neck. When he sensed that I was growing restless (even though he just started), he quickly left wet kisses down the rest of my body

“I like the way that sounds coming from your mouth,” he whispered once he was in between my legs. I looked down at him just as he looked up at me. “Good on your end for wearing such a short skirt,” he smiled before pressing his lips to my inner thigh. A shaky breath tumbled from my lips as I looked at him. “Makes for easier access,” he added before going higher up on my leg.

“You’re not going fast enough,” I whined as he just kept kissing, or licking, or rubbing my inner thighs. It was honestly getting annoying. I kind of felt bad for him. Considering I’ve already cum once, and I got him close but didn’t let him finish. 

“I’m not going fast enough?” Spencer looked up at me. I shot him a scowl as I shifted slightly on the bed. Spencer looked back down the apex of my legs before looping two fingers around the band of my underwear. As soon as I lifted my hips, he pulled my underwear off my body and chucked them to the ground beside the bed. “How’s this for fast enough,” he muttered, mostly to himself, before licking between my folds. A breath of air got caught in my lungs as my hands found their way to his hair, my fingers getting knotted up in his roots. 

“Mhm, Spencer,” I gasped, rolling my hips up at him. He hummed, sending vibrations straight to my core. My legs wrapped around him, my heels digging into his back as my own back arched. 

“Ohh, Daddy, please don’t stop,” I cried, pressing my head into the pillow beneath my head. My fingers pulled hard on his hair, pulling him closer to me. He hummed again as he pushed two fingers back into my entrance. My grip in his hair tightened, and I could feel my grip wanting to loosen. 

My breathing picked up as a familiar feeling grew in my stomach. And all I could say was his name, and the suddenly loved nickname I had for him. He seemed to appreciate my reaction too, because he worked faster. Messy and wet sounds, mixed with my breathy moans and calls of his name filled the room, and my end was near. 

“Fuck,” I shouted as I finally came undone. I could sense if I didn’t pull him away, he’d keep going, and going till I couldn’t take it anymore. And, honestly, that sounds great, but I think that’s for next time. I wanted him in me now. “Spencer, Spencer,” I cried as I tried to pull his head away, but failed so hard.

“Nuh huh,” he hummed, looking up at me. I took a deep breath and pressed my head into the pillow beneath me and threw an arm over my face. “Please, Spencer,” I cried as I bucked my hips at him, “Fuck me, please, fuck me, Daddy,” I moaned. He was going faster than before and was clearly trying to work me to the end faster too. It was hard to breathe, and speak because my words would just get stuck in my throat.  

Although, when I did cum, again, for the third time tonight, Spencer did move away from my legs. He knelt between them, wiping his chin with the back of his hand. My body was shaking lightly as I tried to come down from my high.

“Please,” I whispered, lifting a hand up, trying to reach for his tie. He looked down at me with a smile and raised an eyebrow.

“Please what?”

“Please, Daddy,” I furrowed my eyebrows as I spoke. I could feel my voice becoming a little whiney. Spencer moved so he was hovering over me, his fingers gently brushing hair away from my face.

“Tell me what you want, Princess,” he whispered cupping my face in his hand. I looked up at his face, admiring his lips, and eyes, and nose, and the way his lips had a sheen from when he licked them clean and whatever was leftover from when he was eating me out. 

“Please fuck me, Daddy,” I begged, begged. Spencer smiled before pressing his lips to mine for a moment. He sat up away from me to remove his sweater and shirt. My head was spinning from excitement, I didn’t even notice that he was totally undressed.

Spencer was back between my legs, looking down at me like I truly belonged right here. Or, like I was his to fuck with. Either way it was a good feeling. 

“Ready?” He asked, his voice so low that I could hardly hear it over the bass of the loud music. I rapidly nodded my head, worried my answer was the wrong one. But it wasn’t. I desperately wanted this. Needed. I needed this. 

Spencer hovered over me before putting an opened mouth kiss on my lips. I could hardly breathe as he rubbed the tip of his cock against my clit and entrance. I could feel a moan getting caught in the middle of my throat, my body not being about to handle anymore teasing. Until, he very slowly pushed into me.

“Oh, good girl,” he repeated. Those two words, constantly coming off his tongue. Making me feel good. The praise that I hadn’t heard in such a long time, that I longed for. Part of me wondered if he knew I wanted it. “Has someone not been taking care of you?” he asked, looking down at me. I stared at him, not trusting my own voice. My mind was too distracted with the way I felt, light and airy but at the same time full. So I shook my head.

“No, Daddy,” I whimpered and kept shaking my head. Spencer smiled before pressing his lips to mine. 

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you now. I’ll take care of you,” he mumbled before moving his hips. It took him a moment to get a perfect rhythm. He lips attached to different spots on my neck, leaving hickies in his wake.

“Spencer,” I whispered as I moved my head closer to my shoulder to let him have more space.

“You feel so good,” he grunted as he moved his hips so he was deeper in me, “You feel so good, and you’re all mine,” he pressed his forehead to mine as he wrapped his arms around my lower back, pulling me closer up to him. My breathing got deep, my chest heaving with each breath I took. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down, closer to my face. 

“Oh, be quiet,” I whispered before putting my lips on his. He smiled before passing his tongue between my lips. A moan fell from my lips, which he seemed to enjoy… Considering it was probably just music to his ears. 

“I’ll only be quiet if you keep making those little noises,” he muttered against my lips. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He smiled again as I knotted my fingers in the hair on the back of his head. 

“Faster,” I breathed out, keeping my eyes on him. Spencer laughed lightly as he picked up the speed. My hips bucked with his, meeting at the right points. “Please,” I whimpered as I threw my head back more into the pillow. He pulled his arm away from my back and brought his hand between our legs, where we met. 

“It’s okay, Little Girl,” Spencer whispered before pressing his lips to the side of my face. I let out a shaky breah and arched my body into his. I couldn’t believe how good I felt. I almost wasn’t sure if it was fair that my professor was better in bed than other men my age. He was more experienced, to be fair. “You can finish, it’s okay,” he kept his voice low. It almost sounded like he was giving me permission.

I nodded my head, breathing heavily through my nose. “Mmm, Spencer,” I moaned, loudy, as my walls fluttered around him and my release came. And a few moments later, Spencer thrusted deep into me with a grunt, filling me with his essence. His body collapsed on top of me whence he finished.

“Fuck,” I muttered, my fingers still tangled in his hair. My limbs were sore and shaking slightly from the rough movements. Spencer laughed lightly, agreeing with my statement. “We can’t sleep here,” I whispered, keeping my eyes on the ceiling above us. I wished we could just sleep here, mostly because I was exhausted after everything we did.

“I know,” Spencer replied as he slowly moved off and away from me. I looked up at him with wide eyes. “You’re messy now,” he muttered as he basically tumbled off the bed. I quickly sat up, just to make sure he was okay. Although I was happy he was okay, I quickly regretted moving as fast as I did. 

“Your sweater,” I mumbled, reaching out towards where his sweater was lying. He looked down at it before picking it up to hand to me. He also grabbed a fistful of tissues and moved to between my legs, again. “Just give me your boxers,” I looked at him as he wiped the insides of my thighs clean. He looked back up at me, still cleaning my legs. 

“I’ll give you a ride home,” he spoke as he tossed the dirty tissues to the trash. He grabbed his slacks and boxers, tossing me his boxers. I slipped them on under my skirt, and then slipped his sweater on. 

“I’d hope so,” I whispered as I stood up. My body wobbled for a second, nearly falling over, before I caught my balance. Spencer looked back at me, looking at how fucked I looked. I mean, I probably looked about the same as him. 

“I’d given you a ride home either way,” he said as he redressed. I looked at him with confusion on my face. Either way? So even if we hadn’t had sex, he would have given me a ride. I asked him and he said yes. So I would hope he’d given me a ride, even if we didn’t fuck.

Once we were both ready to leave this stupid party, that I didn’t even enjoy (well, I did, I was just in a different world), or was even invited to, we walked out. It was as easy as pie. And, since no one really knew either of us were here, I won’t be known as the girl who fucked the professor.

The drive home was quiet. Like, even quieter than the drive here. He didn’t even have the music playing. I wondered if it was my fault, if he was regretting what we had done. If I had known he’d be so regretful, I wouldn’t have wanted to fuck him. But, I guess its too late now. 

When I looked out the window, I realized we were parked outside my apartment building. I looked down at my attire and looked back at Spencer.

“Thanks… Thanks for the ride… And thanks for the sweater. I’ll be sure to give it back to you… Eventually,” I looked up at Spencer as I pulled the door open to leave.

“See you Thursday,” he nodded at me. I looked at him before slamming the door shut. I scoffed before turning to walk up to my home. I couldn’t want to sleep.

{***}{***}{***}

Two weeks. Two weeks since Spencer and I fucked. Okay, not too bad. I don’t regret it, and I’m not afraid to say that. However, I think he might be regretting it. Considering he’d been nothing but ignoring me since the night of the par-Well, I wouldn’t say ignoring me since then. He did fuck me in his office the following Thursday. But, it’s still been two weeks since he last said anything to me. Fuck, I’ve never been so mad.

“Good morning, Professor Reid,” I looked at him as I skipped into his lecture hall. I heard his words begin to greet me back, but fail when he saw what I was wearing. “Best get to my seat. Excited for today’s lesson,” I readjusted the cardigan that hung off my shoulders before turning to go to my seat. 

I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my skull as I walked away from him. Or, was he staring at my ass. Most likely my ass. It was my ass he was staring at. I was wearing a fairly short skirt, so that’s on me. But, I’d do anything to get his attention today. And it would appear I have gotten it. 

His lesson wasn’t actually anything important. It was just revision for the test coming up soon. But, it was obvious he had other things on his mind, and I was very clearly one of them. It was honestly a little distracting if I’m going to be honest.

So, I was happy when he called the end of class 5 minutes early. Although that excitement was gone the second he called my name to the front to talk. I looked at the ground as I stood by his desk, waiting for the very last person to leave so Spencer and I could have our moment alone.

“What are you doing wearing that?” Spencer asked as soon as it was just us. I tried to ignore the fact that he was trying to take the sweater off me, and made my shoulders drop.

“What? This old thing?” I asked, pulling the cardigan that he let me wear around my body. I looked back at him and smiled. He was not smiling. “You gave it to me,” I scoffed, letting him take it off me without a fight. I watched as he folded it over the back of the chair before turning to face me. 

“I gave it to you so your,” his words began to get jumbled up as he gestured to my boobs, “So you weren’t exposed in front of any-”

“So no one would see what belonged to you?” I asked, folding my arms over my chest. Spencer looked down at me, a flabbergasted look on his face. I smiled and cocked my head to my shoulder.

“I… I never said that,” Spencer shook his head.

“Yeah, but you thought it,” I scoffed and rolled my eyes. Spencer looked down at me. I could tell that he was trying to be the one in charge, kinda like how he was the other night. But it was so, so clear that he couldn’t be in charge. That he wouldn’t be in charge now. That this was just embarrassing to him. Maybe that’s just how our dynamic would work. Out in public, I was the loud one, the one who made everyone think that I was in charge in the bedroom. And, Spencer, in public, was the quiet, shy, nervous one, who was clearly submissive in bed. But in actuality, he was telling me what to do, when and when I can’t cum.

 “Why were you wearing that?” he asked again, his voice pulling me from my very dirty thoughts. I looked up at him and smiled.

“Because you were ignoring me! I needed to get your attention somehow! And then I remembered I still had that,” I smiled at him. I wished I still had his sweater on, because it was actually quite cozy and warm. The look he gave me made me drop my shoulders, suddenly feeling ashamed about the current situation. So, I stared at him, feeling annoyed. More annoyed than I have over the last two weeks. “Do you regret it?” I finally asked, not really knowing if he’d be mad with my question. 

“Pardon me?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at me. I shook my head and looked down at the ground. “It’s not that I regret it-”

“So you do,” I looked back up at him and dropped my shoulders again. Before Spencer got the chance to say anything, I cut him off, “Oh please, you loved shoving your tongue, and cock, down my throat,” I scoffed before looking at him. The expression on his face flinched slightly as he looked back at me from behind the desk. “I get to… I get to be your good, little girl, your princess for, what, a week? A day? 12 hours? Whenever the fuck you want... And I’m supposed to go back to normal life the next day? And… And pretend that nothing happened!” I stared at him and shook my head. Spencer looked over at the door and back at me. “Thinking it’ll never happen again!” I shouted. I didn’t mean to shout, honest. But I was starting to get angry. He made me feel something like I belonged to someone. And now I don’t feel like that. 

“Will you stop talking for a second,” he muttered before stepping away from me and his desk. He walked over to the door and shut it. I crossed my arms over my chest and watched as he walked back over to me. “I never said you had to pretend as if nothing happened. And I never said that I regret it,” he spoke in a harsh whisper. I looked at him with mild irritation on my face.

“It sure fucking felt like it,” I spat at him. 

“You’re all I think about… Christ, I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you that. I never said you had to forget everything… Because I’ve been having a hard time forgetting it myself.” He looked up at me. I almost refused to look at him, but his voice was so soft that I had to look at him. “I never expected you to forget,” he added. 

“Then why are you acting like it didn’t happen,” I stared at him before swallowing roughly, “You made me feel like I was wanted, that I belonged somewhere, with someone,” I spoke as I stepped closer to him. It was only a little bit closer to him, not as much as I wanted. But he stepped closer to me, making it so we were the closest we had been all day, in one large step. "You remind me of home," I added in a whisper. Spencer smiled and cocked his head to his shoulder.

“You do belong somewhere,” he whispered, resting his hands on my shoulders. I looked up at him, feeling my heart pick up speed, and butterflies appear in my tummy. “And that somewhere is with me,” he brought at hand to my cheek, allowing his thumb to rest on my lower lip. I looked up at him before he pressed his lips to mine. 

I was honestly expecting him to say something else. I don’t know what. But I liked what he said, it made me feel really good. Like, I belonged with him, and nothing could change that.

taglist: @itsmyblogandillreblogifiwantto​, @thebluetint​

[yoboyyyy]

wanting to add more about the post bcs really im pent up and tired of this fandom. I really don't understand why people are so upset when we have our opinions being negative towards certains aspects of the show or just even monsta in general.

We all have rights and what we feel. It is very justified of someone to feel uncomfortable to post things on their own blog or account when several different monstaff just lurk around and see what you say or do. Even if its not tagged, even if its not mentioned anything about Boboiboy the monstaf stills finds it. Do guys not understand how fucking creepy and how lack of privacy we have? Even monsta themselves actively say that they just lurk around...like do u know what that impression have on us fans. Its basicly saying "yall better do anything to upset us". Inturn were just too afraid to even post our own thoughts of the show. Even if its completely innocent or justified.

Like seriously the whole company and the fandom need to set up boundaries. A company does not have a right to control a fandom. The FANS are the ones who should keep each other in check. Because a fandom is OUR place. The word litterally has FANS in it. Staff should not dictate on what we can and we cant do unless it actually hurts someone. But if your trying to restrict us on just say "Gopal is a bad character bcs of xxx" than you really need to reevaluate how you approuch us fans. If your using "its for the kids argument". Look around. Most active fans you see are at the range of teens to young adults. The most kids i see is just on ig or on tiktok. The ones that are active are twitter are mostly veteran fans but even then theres not a lot of us. The fandom is a very niche community. So monsta having this boundaries is really unhealthy towards fans ESPECIALLY IF THERE ARE ACTUALLY KIDS AROUND.

Imagine being a kid and you just wanna have an open discussion about the show, but the moment you say "i dont like how they did xxx" they get bashed or ppl say "you cant say that bcs its rude". You are teaching them how to be quiet on their opinions, making them forced to feel insecure on what they say online for discussing something they like and passionate to talk about. Talking about dislikes of a show isnt a start of an argument, its a start of a discussion and conversation. If you disagree on somebody's take dont immediately shit on it or get mad on it. Discuss with them on how you feel about it. Exhange with other fans on what they think is good or bad. That is a very healthy way to have conversation in a fandom bcs u are actively seeking what other ppl think and that is the best part of being a fandom. It is the fandom experience to talk to someone else about what you like and be open to it. Its simply just fun for us to do.But bbb fandom doesn't understand that. They think anything other than "positive feedback" should not be discussed bcs they think it'll hurt monsta's feelings. Sure we can block them on socmed or make private accounts if were not comfortable looking at us. But imagine actually to have to do that JUST so u can feel safe from prying eyes. Do you not see how fucked up that we have to go to the point of blocking staffs?? We dont even know who monstaffs are, how exactly are we going to block them if we dont know them. But even after doing that you still wont feel safe. Bcs the atmosphere is already made uncomfortable for fans to post anything, and im talking about personal experience as well as talking to other fans about it. Were not alone when we say this . ALOT of fans feels about this. Doesn't matter if your big or small following everyone in the boboiboy community just does not feel comfortable to post their own fandom talk/post.

If theres people who actually prefers monstaff monitering us let me ask you this. Do u really want a company dictate a fandom to the point its pushing the fans away. Im honestly asking if you guys think that is healthy or better to have long time fans who actually enjoys the show despite it flaws, who actually tries to support the studio bcs your proud of the show, ends up being pushed away to leave a fandom by the same company that they tried to support. Let me ask you this and im being serious, do you actually support fans who are struggling to stay, or do you support what a company wants?

Im not trying to cause drama , I just wanna be that one person who talks about it so other people realize they feel the same way bcs alot of people have the same opinion but they never talked about it bcs they think theyre the only ones who feels like this.

[elliium]

no ur making total sense like. idk my mcc pov is usually fruit or illu and theyll probably get strong teams (blue 9 teal 13 respectively r pretty popular) but even then like… i dont want to watch teams get absolutely shit on by like. dteam + bad or wtv the fuck just bc theyre not as popular. even if the players on weak teams are /ok/ with their teams and playing for fun it wont be a fun experience for Me (and im sure its true for plenty of other players!!) not to mention that like. this honestly does open the door for plenty of duos/trios/teams that we wouldnt necessarily see in a canon mcc but that arent obscenely strong. idk i just hope the all stars teams at least have some aspect of balancing to them rather than just “these people r popular :)”

ee thank you i was worried i was alone and everyone around me was thinking god ellie you’ve gone mad. but yes i agree with what you’re saying i think you put it into better words than i did!!!!

i really don’t like the idea of people being almost forced into “for fun teams” even though they have the capability of playing Completely Competitively and often Do sign up as competitive, when someone with the exact same skill level but more popular wouldn’t be treated like that because it’d be “unfair”.

like the all stars predictions posts on the reddit are all often the same it’s the popular teams together (which usually consists of the dsmpers, ren, false, fruit and pete) and then about 12 people that they clearly didn’t know who to team them with. like yaaaasss i’d love a return of purple1 but you’re not actually telling me you think kara burren and michael are going to be hard carried by dave (as much as i love them all) to the finals against motherfucking dreamnap ? like i know that they were put on that team together because people don’t know who else to team them with . the “there should be No balancing at all :)” is so frustrating to me because Imagine if you were a player put on the bottom team with 3 other mid tier players!!!! i want a chance!! *~vibes~* is fun but even sylvee said that she Didn’t Like That She Was Put On Teams With No Chance of getting to dodgebolt, and That Was In Normal MCCs! that wasn’t in what’s going to be the probably most impressive and competitive event of the whole of mcc!!! it’s not just upsetting for the Player (who admittedly would probably not say anything and would just go in prepared to Have to play for vibes), it’s also disheartening for the viewers (even watching the viewer teams in mcc10 was a bit sad even though I Knew that they were there to have fun and weren’t expecting to win, like this is likely to be that x100) i wouldn’t expect driz viewers to watch him play on a team that’s not leaving the bottom 3 (like did you See the reaction after green14, and that Wasn’t Even The Bottom Team! or a team that was predicted any lower than maybe 4th!!! that was considered a good team!) so why should i expect joel or cub or puffy or sylvee or burren’s etc fans to sit and just get on with them on a team that’s not coming close to the top you know ?

like it’s all stars it’s a once in a lifetime thing Everyone wants a chance to win at the back of their mind no matter if they say they’re there for fun or not because It’s All Stars, and id feel really shit if i was told “:p yeah sorry you’re on a team statistically 9th and because all the other teams are statistically 4000 points above you there’s likely not much budging and there’s less than 1% chance of you getting anywhere above 6th but hey, your vibes will be good won’t they!” like what’s the difference between driz putting down “wants to compete to win” and someone like cub putting down “wants to compete to win” and Why are the teams that they’re likely going to be put on this week going to be miles apart in ability

[littencloud9]

HI I JUST REWATCHED THE ALOLA LEAGUE AND I AM IN MY TRUSTEDPARTNER F E E L S I WILL BE SCREAMING ABOUT THEM RN IGNORE THIS IF U WANT

oh my god oh my god oh my GOD THEY ARE IN LOVE YOUR HONOUR AHJSAHJSHAJSHJASHJASHJHSA

i love?? how they keep impressing each other???? like melmetal's appearance, zoroark acting as lycanroc, night daze, breakneck blitz vs never ending nightmare, using electroweb to bounce back, using stone edge as a stepping stone, fucking counter against counter like UGHHH THEY'RE SO IMPRESSED BY EACH OTHER IT'S SO CUTE I CANNOT HANDLE

AND LIKE THEY ALWAYS HAVE SO MUCH FUN LIKE !!! they just LAUGHED for a good FIFTEEN SECONDS BECAUSE THEY'RE HAVING SO MUCH FUN AND I ADORE THEM I ADORE THEM SO MUCH,,,

AND EVEN EVERYONE ELSE CAN SENSE IT LIKE!!!!! WICKE !!!!!!!! she straight up called them romantic in the sub AND YEAH. YEAH WICKE UR SO RIGHT AND I AM SO MAD THAT THE DUB REPLACED ROMANTIC TENSION WITH EPIC DRAMA. COWARDS. JUST SAY IT THEY ARE IN LOVEVEVEVEVEVVE

and GODDAMIT even after the battle gladion's like let's do this again and ash is like YES and like THEY ADMIRE EACH OTHER SO MUCH?? LIKE EVEN DURING THE BATTLE THEY WERE STILL YELLING COMPLIMENTS AT EACH OTHER. THATS SO GAY FAM.

and WOWOWOWOOW when ash beat guzma gladion was like :) I WANTED TO CRY HE IS SO PROUD. HE IS SO PROUD OF HIS BOYFRIEND.

how the anime went:

ash: ???

gladion: time to wake up, my friend

how it SHOULDVE went

ash: ???

gladion: time to wake up, my love

HJHFJDHFJDHFJDFHJDHFJHJSDHFJFHSJKDFHSJKDFH THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY THEY ARE SO CUTE THEY ARE SO FUCKING CUTE

what's gayer? being gay, or whatever the FUCK these two have going on??

and it's so nice that gladion's the rival that ash won against. like they're not just awesome rivals but also AMAZING friends and they never doubt each other ever and they've watched each other grow and WOWOW YALL'S RELATIONSHIP BLOSSOMED SO NICELY I HSHA,JskjadggsgKJASDAHKJ

also! when gladion and kiawe were battling and they were like: one of us will battle ash in the finals. and that will be ME

idk fam,,, that was gay as fuck

I JUST. I JUST LOVE THEM. THEY'RE ALWAYS SO PROUD OF EACH OTHER AND THEY'VE NEVER ONCED PUT THE OTHER DOWN BUT NEITHER HAVE THEY PLACED THE OTHER ON THE PEDESTAL AND WORSHIPPED THEM AND I JUST,,, THEY'RE ALWAYS ON THE SAME LEVEL AND THAT'S SO BEAUTIFUL

LIKE WHY CANT PEOPLE SEE THEM THEY ARE SUCH A GOOD COUPLE BOTH PLATONICALLY AND ROMANTICALLY,, THE POTENTIAL. POKEANI I AM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES PLEASE MAKE THEM CANON

do u know the pain?? of going through fanfic and fanart crying about these two?? bc same

and oh my GOD their league battle just makes me SO HAPPY can u guys tell i really love them yet. CAN YOU.

i'm just. they are the reason i live and it's honestly concerning.

AND THEY ARE BOTH SO PASSIONATE ABOUT BATTLING EACH OTHER LIKE GLADION WAS PROBABLY READY TO TRAIN THE NIGHT AWAY IF LUSAMINE AND LILLIE DIDNT APPROACH HIM. HE WAS ALL LIKE: it's a very important battle i want to be as prepared as possible AND HELL YEAH IT'S IMPORTANT. YALL HAVE COME SO FAR IT IS EVERYTHING

godddddd everytime gladion SMILES just WATCHING ash it makes my heart <3333333 FUCK NOW I WANT TO WRITE A FIC ABOUT HIS THOUGHTS WHEN ASH WAS BATTLING FABA HAU GUZMA AND EVEN PROF KUKUI I JUST... THEY ARE IN LOVE

how many times do i need to reiterate this? THEY ARE IN LOVE IN FUCKING LOVE YOUR HONOUR

ash: *does something cool*

gladion: :)

ash: fuck im gay

THATS HOW IT GOES I TAKE NO CRITICISM

also lillie and wicke highkey ship them together and i will DIE on this hill. AND THEIR POKEMON TOO. i cant decide if i like their lycanrocs being the biggest shippers, pikachu and silvally, or umbreon. bc lets be real they all notice anyway

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

THANK YOU

[pianjeong]

congressional debate zukka au

this is inspired by @owlsantuary‘s post i was a congressional debater in hs so here u go

sokka is captain of his school's debate team; he joined as a freshman bc he was like "a club that lets me expound on my opinions for five minutes straight? yes plz" and was good enough that he made captain as a sophomore when the previous one graduated

- the idea of "politicking" is really important in congressional bc it's how you get people to support your bills if you wrote them, or if you have a really good argument and want that bill to be higher on the docket (bc sometimes you run out of time)

- sokka absolutely OWNS at this bc he's that guy that everyone wants to be friends with and half the people he talks to don't even realize that he has an agenda

- he also makes actual friends with the people from rival schools bc that's just what he's like

- his assertiveness sometimes gets him into sticky situations bc ppl get offended by him cutting them off during question time, but it's usually bc theyre trying to run out the clock and he is NOT having that

- i always led tongue twister exercises at the start of every competition to get our voices warmed up and im imagining sokka and his team SHOUTING the "betty bought a bit of butter" one in the middle of the hallway and getting weird looks (if you haven't heard of it look it up it's HARD)

- he always gets full points for pathos (yes that's a real thing) bc he'll tell jokes abt his teacher dads or his sister but then he'll turn around and make his dumb joke into a big-picture argument about the value of education or something; sometimes it backfires though bc he makes a joke at the wrong time

- i think he’d struggle with arguing for opinions he doesn’t agree with…bc he has CONVICTIONS and is basically physically incapable of arguing against like. a climate change bill or something

- this means that he sometimes scores low bc he only argues what he agrees with

- zuko is research captain for his team, which happens to be no. 1 rivals with sokka's school

- he is the master of the rebuttal bc he loves nothing more than tearing holes in people's arguments

- he isn't the best at being adaptible if the debate takes a turn away from what he predicted/researched for, and he does have problems with looking down at his notes WAY too much (youre allowed notes but youre meant to make as much eye contact as possible), but he always shows up with exorbitant numbers of sources and flattens people with FACTS

- when he's not speaking he is the most awkward of the awkwards and he despises politicking bc it makes him feel self-conscious; this means that he honestly doesn't have v many friends besides his own team but at the same time everyone Knows Of him and the "oh SHIT zuko sozin is in my debate room im so screwed" whispers are real

- he's better at arguing whichever side of the debate is available instead of only sticking with his own beliefs, which allows him to rack up a ridiculous amount of points bc he's speaking every ten minutes

- he's also at least co-author, if not singular author, of like 80% of the bills his school submits for debate (which also contributes to everyone knowing his name)

- sokka and zuko had definitely heard of each other before they actually meet; sokka bc of zuko's Reputation (tm) and zuko bc ofc he'd know of the captain of their biggest rival

- also bc they're always getting called up at the awards ceremonies for best speaker awards (and best bill for zuko)

- they do NOT understand what's so great about the other...but also are Looking Respectfully bc debate requires formal wear and ofc zuko shows up in a tailored three-piece suit and sokka's probably wearing his dad's old suit but makes it look good anyway

- this changes the first time they're assigned to the same room and sokka bounds up to zuko to introduce himself and immediately stutters bc o god cute boy cuter up close and zuko thinks this is precious but also has no idea what to say and blurts out something dumb and then they both sit down and look Determinedly Away

- zuko is very surprised when he finds sokka is actually kinda funny and even tho he thinks that him only arguing one side is disadvantageous he's also v impressed by the strength of it (and oh my god a good family relationship what???)

- sokka is floored by zuko bc his speeches literally sound like poetry with sources (insert that line from rwrb that's like "'see attached bibliography' is the single sexiest thing youve said to me")

- and THEN...they both get to go to the captains' lunches which is where they really sit and talk for the first time over pizza and sodas and maybe exchange numbers :0

- there is definitely "fraternization with the enemy" talk from their teams mostly joking but also sokka youre CAPTAIN you cant do that hes ZUKO SOZIN PLS STOP (spoiler: he doesnt care)

- it takes ages and ages for them to progress past being friends but they always sit together at captains' lunches and sometimes their teams....sit close at awards...and they trash talk and flirt across the bleacher dividers......

- it all comes to a head at the state competition which both teams make it to and they're both REAL nervous the night before and run into each other in the hotel lobby and it turns into them sitting up half the night talking and theyre both exhausted on competition day but it's ok bc coffee is a thing

- and then oh shit....sokka qualifies for nationals and zuko doesn't but someone else on his team does......and everyone expects zuko to be mad about it and sure he's disappointed but also hes just so happy for sokka that it kinda overshadows it

- they sneak away from the celebration dinner that both teams just Happened to be at the same restaurant for (actually, the sponsor squad aka iroh, hakoda, and piandao definitely planned this) and make out outside and tell their friends to fuck off when they come looking for them; they've both been dancing around this forever they deserve it

[stray-tori]

i finished “an innocent sin” and now i’m angery >:T

for dohye and dohye only i decided to continue this dumpster fire of a manwha.

click here for the gay flashback commentary (i.e. the only reason I’m here at all)

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The gay flashback manwha concluded. And some chapter previews have dohye (the black haired guy) on them... Do... Do i want to know. Do i want to do that to myself again. Do i want to see if they get any smidge of closure......

this manwha may have nothing else aside from gay flashback going for it, but the abuse trauma when it's not sexualized is something. As in, thinking one is disgusting for it and that others may not want to be with them because they’ve been in that situations (”used” / dirtied etc).

WAIT THAT WASNT EVEN DOHYE ON THE CHAPTER PREVIEW [it was Noah’s brother Amon TvT] betrayal

????

what is goING ON

idc anymore. im here for dohye only.

W H Y [does the sister want to have a baby with her step-brother]

“Then we’ll be a real family” ... FAIR I GUESS????

WHERE IS DOYHE PLS HE'S STILL KIDNAPPED AND IT JUST ISNT COMINg uP andddd theyre doing it EW

okay so. yknow how they had a lost brother show up. and he's helping them now, so basically they're doing the princess and the pauper thing. And now Noah gets to have sex with his gf (ugh), meanwhile Amon, the brother posing as him, is getting assaulted :) I mean it has some fucked up cutting back and forth energy but GOD WHY

its impressive that he isnt losing the wig in this situation, honestly

also noah is still in his disguise and the gf was like "why tho" and he's like "well i have to get used to my disguise" LIKE BRO YOU DONT EVEN SEE IT AND NOW YOUR GF IS BASICALLY LOOKING AT ANOTHER GUY. I mean I know why. it's for the audience, to look as if that guy was having this. I rly wish they'd tone down the presentation of the assaults i do not want to see this presented horny

DOHYEEEE 

oh

true he completely fell for Amon. so its not actually "i know what Noah looks like and it's not you", it's actually "i know what Amon looks like, and i know its you" sad life. ship food dead

I I AM ?????????????

I WILL THROW

IM ONLY HERE FOR HIM WHY'S HE DEAD NOW

YOU DONT SAY

WHAT. WHY. I MEAN I KNOW BC HE WAS ABOUT TO BLOW HIS COVER BUT BRUHHHH BRUHHHHH HOW DOES THIS MAKE ANY SENSE ?????????????????

he died as a desparate clingy man to the guy that looked like his first crush. he didnt get to clear anything up with Noah. he got nothing. I am impressed, honestly.

WAIT HE'S NOT DEAD

??? MAYBE IM CONFUSED

FOOOD

THIS BETTER NOT BE HIS DYING WORDS 

GODDAMN IT 

tragic until the end i guess. side couples are always such great angst food 

MANNN maybe the secretary is lying?? to manipulate HMM

ig im finishing this dumpster fire. maybe some ship crumbs will come up pff

OH MAN

THIS IS SHIP FOOD [he’s wearing a wig bc of the swap thing]

Okay so. the secretary told the sister that he died. but we didnt see it. and she also didnt tell her that they're disguising as each other even tho that got revealed through the incident. if she's hiding that, maybe the death is a lie, since we didnt actually see it??? im clinging to crumbs here

ROASTED

but also jesus, amon is on a killing spree

WOAH

not sure if they're playing a recording or he's hallucinating or whats happening bc dohye is clearly dead but. angst good

SHE HUNG HIS BROTHER (Amon) IN FRONT OF HIM.

"if you give your heart to someone, that's how they'll end up" WHAT THE FUCK

trauma WOO 

well this would be a great setup for DOHYE IF HE WASNT DEAD

TRUEEE... I FORGOT SHE KINDA DID LOOK LIKE HIS MOM BUT YOU DONT GOTTA COMMIT TO IT OH GOD WHY IS THIS SUCH A DUMPSTER FIRE

THE GOOD THING ABOTU THIS DEVELOPMENT IS THAT THEY'RE NOT FUCKING FOR ONCE which gives them the chance to actually be cute

but im still mad about Dohye >:(((

AMON LIVED???? WHAT

HOW

SIR

HOW DID YOU SURVIVE THAT

HOW DO YOU GET TO BE ALIvE BUT NOT DOHYE

lowkey hoping Dohye was just his weird look-alike from the sister’s clone arsenal or something. Dohye come back :((

WHY

WHY DOES HE ONLY GET A DREAM VISION

idc im not supernatural, this is Noah's mind and the person it thought of waking him up was Dohye >:T

i'm misinterpreting this out of SPITE

and they're fucking

sigh

No. stop. you're not cute. im angery about dohye >:(((

bonus is just pure porn, okay.

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Still recommend the gay flashbacks and maybe part of the main story if you love yourself some tragic fucked up ships. I want a 2nd version of this manwha that’s just like,, “an innocent sin but every chapter not about dohye and noah is removed”...

I wish he could have seen him again.

Why did i get so invested in them, that wasn’t smart.

[transsexualhamlet]

sherlock holmes reactions part 4 (?) ive lost count already but unsurprisingly ive grown even more attached to him

using this as the cover image because i made him a playlist. cause im awful

no legit this is gonna need a read more because it's SO LONG SHIHEWIESHEFSHIEWHF

Had three mental breakdowns this week and realized i do in fact kin sherlock motherfucking holmes. this does not bode well for anything in my life mentally I've diagnosed him with so many things

Oh boy lol you want the list I think hes autistic (undisputed honestly) plus also adhd but on top of that there's the manic depression and uhhh the bpd lmao I dont even think that's it those are just. the obvious ones

But yeah man's a fucking mess and a shit person but in the same way as me so 👍

Some highlights I thought were very funny:

watson: we are in fact going to be waltzing into a place where people are Shooting People you do not have your gun. this is a problem

sherlock: don't worry watson I have my trusty stick!

watson: visible pain

This clearly happens like every day or so with them

but yeah there were some really honestly sweet scenes with them at the apartment and why am i getting soft over the crusty man being gay

have you considered tho. have you considered them

have you considered sherlock, who usually only plays absolute garbage on his violin serenading watson to sleep when he was tired and in pain and watson being so fucking in love with the man and waxing poetic about falling asleep to his music and waking up to see him fallen asleep on the couch next to him and oh my god them

They're just really sweet together for such a completely dysfunctional couple so much of the time lol I just. Sherlock being like.

Sherlock half of the time: watson you're fucking stupid. no i won't take care of my personal needs stfu. watson get a goddamn life. watson shut up. watson no one cares about your goddamn opinion. no i need to disturb you in the middle of the night it's for science. hey watson mind if i manipulate mansplain malewife

Sherlock the other half of the time: HELLO SIR YOU ARE MY FAVORITE MAN TO EVER MAN HELLO MAY I SPEND THE REST OF MY DAYS WITH YOU HELLO I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU WE ARE PERFECT MATCHES I LOVE YOU AND I NEED YOU YOURE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ME PLEASE MARRY ME

They're... they certainly are.

ALSO OH MY GOD.

THIS ONE TIME WHEN SHERLOCK WAS JUST PACING AROUND THE ROOM AT 3 AM GOING "IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE >:(((" AND HUDSON LIKE BARGED IN TO COMPLAIN AND THEN WATSON WAS LIKE DUDE YOU GOTTA STOP DOING THIS AND PROCEEDS TO SAY THE LINE "YOU ARE KNOCKING YOURSELF UP, OLD MAN"

BAHGHSFHGRHEWHEWHIFEW

BRB SOBBING

CALLING HIM AN OLD MAN???? KNOCKING HIMSELF UP?? I DONT KNOW WHATS FUNNIER

The main highlight of this part was I have now gotten to see him have a great time watching his homo homie get married

Its so fucking funny.......

I was prepared for a funny reaction by yuumori sherlock's face when he said it lol but. Damn i was really not prepared tbh

watson: I'm engaged!

sherlock: *pained groaning*

watson: do you... not like her?

sherlock: no she's fine she's great you'll be wonderful together bUT I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE HETEROSEXUAL WATSON DO I HAVE TO MARRY MYSELF THEN WATSON? ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE ME MARRY MYSELF.

watson: yeah... yeah... fair, I feel really bad because you did this whole case and I got a girlfriend out of it and all you got was me leaving you alone fuck man im sorry what are you gonna do without me

sherlock, highly sarcastic: dont worry watson I've always got my handy cocaine! *pulls it out and gets high in front of watson just as he's about to leave*

watson: *in fucking agony*

sherlock: good for you!

I DONT EVEN- THIS SCENE KILLED ME MULTIPLE TIMES OVER WHAT

ITS SO GODDAMN NONCHELANT ABOUT IT SHERLOCK IS JUST LIKE YEAH I WILL IN FACT NOT BE MENTALLY HEALTHY IF YOU ARE NOT WITH ME 24/7 BUT WHATEVER YOU DO YOU /S

I'd like to apologize to watson on sherlock's behalf lmao. man is being a bit too codependent on main

The last thing about sign of four I do need to address is yeah, there's the Horrific Amounts Of Racism in that one and the whiplash hearing it is just ridiculous because they seem to be so knowledgeable in all other areas and fairly... politically correct, taking sherlock's original misogyny as a purposeful character flaw, but then they just mention someone indigenous once and suddenly its all parrotting racist propaganda and just... really awful shit. There's no way I'm gonna speak for the group that just got absolutely hate crimed here but anyone can tell the author just has no clue what he's fucking talking about and it's physically painful.

And I don't know, it's just so bad it seems out of character? Doyle's making these motherfuckers say shit that honestly, Sherlock would know better about. And especially Watson. Come on, you cannot tell me watson is mentally capable of being prejudiced against someone. Please do not make him that way.

I'm not sure how to handle it specifically, or what's the proper way I should handle something like that in a media I otherwise like. Is it ok to say Doyle was clearly a piece of shit on the matter and separate those characters from his bias or is that insensitive?

I don't know, I was Not a fan of it and I'm glad to see they've at least finally shut up about the guy

But anyway yeah, uhhhh onto the short stories because I'm trying to read those before I get to the final problem

Scandal in Bohemia was a fucking ride, first of all, before we even get to Sherlock's girlboss arc we have to discuss how gay the whole situation was and how Doyle's attempt at making them less gay failed spectacularly

Like he's all "ah yes I need to marry off watson and uhhh make sherlock ummmm interact with a woman so they dont look gay" but he does it SO BADLY that it makes them look EVEN GAYER

cause i mean, even the conversation they had about watson getting married back in sign of four was gay af, but how Doyle handled things afterward was in no way straighter.

Cause you know, the man kind of wrote himself into a corner with the fact of Watson narrating these stories. So Watson has to be around to witness them, and to witness Sherlock's own thought process rather privately, so he has to be around sherlock at night, a lot. But trying to come up with a reason for that happening just... it didn't occur to Doyle. He just went. Ah yes this makes sense. And it's Watson just like Sleeping Over At Sherlock's like every other goddamn day and every time his wife leaves town and having them basically still live that cute domestic home life but they have absolutely no excuses for doing it anymore. It's quite funny

Like it was gay already the way they interacted when they officially lived together but it was like, a necessity for them. Now it's not, Watson just comes over because he goddamn wants to, and it's hilarious to me.

LIKE IDK I THINK THEY KIND OF BROKE UP FOR A YEAR OR SO BC OF WATSON GETTING MARRIED AND THEY LIKE DONT HAVE CONTACT WITH ONE ANOTHER BUT ONE DAY WATSON JUST INEXPLICABLY HAS THE URGE TO COME VISIT SHERLOCK ON NO NOTICE AND THEN SUDDENLY THEY ARE TOGETHER NEAR 24/7 AGAIN LIKE BARELY ANYTHING CHANGED AHIEHOEWH

SIT DOWN AND TRY TO TELL ME THOSE ARE NOT HOMOSEXUALS

Watson walks in on no fucking notice after a full year and Sherlock is just. In the middle of some experiment obviously but hes like

Sherlock, carrying around unidenfiable chemical mixtures: W A T S O N you look good you look good! i see you've gained seven pounds!!

watson: uh. thanks??? Hey lol *awkwardly waves* Uh um Wanted to Uhm sEe you

Sherlock: ABOUT gODDAMN TIME AND YES WONDERFUL LOOK LOOK SIT DOWN I HAVE THINGS TO INFODUMP ABOUT

watson: :) ok :) *turns to camera* and we were back to the old days

sherlock: makes a deduction

watson: wowwwwwwwwwwww !! so true bestie !!

sherlock: !!!!!!!!! :))) !!!!! :))) uh fuck im supposed to be smooth Its Elementary Lol

watson: *turns to camera* when i stroke his ego like this and compliment him he blushes like a girl like i just complimented his dress so i do it more because he likes it. this is a homie trait

watson: well i should probably get going! my wife will notice that i am gone my dear buddy bro homie!

sherlock: NO DONT LEAVE IM LOST WITHOUT YOU (pretty much a direct quote lol) your. wife doesn't. get back home until monday. I know this because I am smart and definitely have not been stalking you.

watson: alright :)))))

AND THEN HE FUCKING SLEEPS OVER LMAO FUCKING HOMOS

So yeah they're right back where they were before pretty much and there's a case bc of course there is

And honestly I think this short story specifically was so insane mostly just because of how absolutely fast it all went. Yuumori kind of made me believe the original Irene Adler was more of an important character than she really is? And I think that's. Honestly so funny. Motherfucker shows up for ten pages, girlbosses her way around town, and changes sherlock's entire opinion of the female gender while still keeping him gay?

LIKE NO LOL SHES NOT IN ANY WAY A LOVE INTEREST AND WATSON GOES OUT OF HIS WAY TO SPECIFY THE FACT THAT IN NO WORLD WOULD THEY HAVE BEEN ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED BECAUSE. SHERLOCK. DIDN'T DATE WOMEN.

HE WAS JUST??? SO IMPRESSED AND SHELL SHOCKED BY HER EXISTENCE HE DECIDED IT WAS TIME FOR GIRLBOSS APPRECIATION DAY TODAY AND ALL DAYS HENCEFORTH???

AND THEY HAVE LIKE O N E INTERACTION?? God, the power this woman(?) has. Watson looks at her once like. damb shawty 😳 and she's like "no<3" and he's like FUCK

Like yeah it's pretty much just the king walking up like "help girl the whore is blackmailing me" and sherlock being like "ok lol this will be easy" and then it proceeded to not in fact be easy or even possible

sherlock like... posed as a dead body and tried to get her to give up the location of the photo but she out-acted him and skipped the town the next day after doing the 'good night mr. sherlock holmes' thing with sherlock completely tricked

and she just. sends a letter like "dear sherlock holmes. you're a fucking idiot and i think it's funny that you lost. nice job tho mad respect" and sherlock just SHORT CIRCUITS

the king comes back a bit later like "hey Dude where's my Photo" and sherlock's like oh yeah uhhhhhhhhhhh about that and the king is like HOW COULD IT POSSIBLY HAVE BEEN THAT GODDAMN HARD i would have dated someone more noble if she wasn't so pretty i swear im on a whole different level from her

and then. GIRLBOSSIFIED SHERLOCK HOLMES RESPONDS "from what I have seen of the lady, she seems indeed to be on a very different level from your majesty" ABSEHHESHEFHHFES ROASTED

and the dude just LEAVES

After that I read a few more of the short stories and well the highlights I got from that pretty much were these conversations

Watson: sherlock. honey. have you. eaten anything today

Sherlock: IT DIDNT OCCUR TO ME DEAR WATSON

Watson: ITS FIVE PM

and:

Sherlock: *having one of his Moment Moments at three in the goddamn mornig* GRRRR CRIME ISNT WHAT IT USED TO BE

Watson: MY DEAR SHERCOCK WHAT IS CRIME S U P P O S E D TO BE LIKE ACCORDING TO YOU

Sherlock: no one's original anymore fucking copycats

Watson: so you want the criminals to make things harder for you specifically.

Sherlock, exasperated: yes!

I love them your honor.

[aro-kai]

⚠ Spoilers for Mask of Shadows ⚠

Heyo @linseymiller , first of all if ur reading this I'd like to say hi and also THANK YOU so very much for writing the first published book I've actually gotten into in--gods, a year at least, probably two or more. I got spoiled by Ao3 and its quick free fic and easily guaranteed queer rep--incidentally, being spoiled by its ability to let me tell authors directly how much I loved their writing led to me writing this post, so. Fic comment style author ish void shouting commence!

I used to be that book a day kid, y'know, back bf fanfic, and I am happy to announce that Sal and their exploits took me back to it. (First in a day book I've done for fun in idk probably years! Thank you for letting me visit my childhood again!) I picked it up by chance, got hooked in by the word "they" on the back cover, and then just. Got sucked in. It was a Delight

I love all of the characters, it was honestly a well developed cast. Sal in particular, unsurprisingly--I myself have a wobbly gender so I latched onto them pretty quickly. I love their morally grey-ish-ness, it never really felt forced or "edgy", and tbh if I were in their place undoubtedly I would also be strongly inclined towards murder. It's--I love the way you balanced their lack of shame for it with this acknowledgement of loss? They were neither so remorseless that they no longer saw any that they killed as people nor quailed at the thought of taking a life--the way they took death as just another facet of existing, which isn't particularly bad except for the pain and blood spilt, was this beautiful balance that I really appreciate. Also their competence! Was Amazing! They balanced these /super/ impressive skills w things that they still def struggled w. I loved their relationships w the other characters as well, and the contrast bw those they allied w w out particular affection or trust to the ones like Maud and the Hand where they just gradually became closer thru bickering. (Love Maud, she's def in my top three faves.) and Sal's romance w Elise was also really sweet! even tho romance isn't particularly my thing--which brings me to my next point!

Aromantic Emerald aromantic Emerald aromantic Emerald I was so freaking Pumped holy shit any time à character is aromantic I simply burst out in Feelings I'm already Attached in a matter of like two sentences gods I hope nothing happens to her

Also! im still mad at u abt Ruby how Dare I just decided he was one of my faves very cruel of you /lh (mostly) Liked the back story tho! That was Neat

I did not keep much track of the numbers (Sal not building close relationships w most of them was appreciated I would've failed) but I did enjoy Five as their foil-ish. Both on a quest for revenge after trauma brought on at a similar age by similar circumstances, etc. I must say I did appreciate the "just bc a character has a Tragic Padt doesn't automatically make them a good person" thing. That needs to be said more often. Sure baby Five didn't necessarily deserve to have that happen, sure he had a narrative parallel thing, but that doesn't change the fact he was a Dick to the nth degree. Torture, murder, classism, and to top it all off transphobia? Fucking hell fuck off man.

(Also, the lack of major institutionalized homophobia/transphobia? A breath of fresh air goodness not enough ppl in fantasy take advantage of that goddammit you can make this world whatever u want why the /fuck/ would you put that shit in all of them sure those stories need to be told but gods can I not read abt ppl like me in a book w out it being depressing? C'mon. Anyway appreciate u <3)

Anyway, prolly gonna go read the second one now (and potentially figure out a way to put this comment into goodreads acceptable format lol), I'm very pumped to see Sal go on their revenge quest, worried for Elise, looking forward to Maud being an icon, and also super emotionally attached to Emerald despite knowing almost nothing abt her (we share an orientation that's Enough Im latched on, I'm jumping, she's mine now). May or may not comment more here later! Either way thank you again so much for the story, hopefully you know this already but ur awesome, Very appreciate!

[thrillridesz]

Could you ship tbz members with your mutuals? (Seeing this everywhere so I thought why not pass it to you!)

ahh i’ve been seeing this everywhere as well!! i’ve actually done this awhile back but since i’ve gained a lot of new mutuals since then, i’ll just give it a go once more ^^

i may or may not have put too much thought into this oops 🤭

sangyeon +  @moondustaeil @aveluant1a

talking to amber feels like i’m talking to a trusted older sister ngl. she's one of the people i’d turn to for an honest opinion or some much needed advice on stuff and i value her insights very much. she's also very mature in their thinking which is what i think sangyeon would appreciate a lot as the leader of a group of 11 (10) other boys who are always constantly on crack.

as for yu, she gives me very gentle and calm vibes seriously. she’s strikes me off as a hard worker from our conversations and she is very dedicated to her writing which i believe sangyeon would love in a person. i can already imagine him just staring at her work, with a look of affection and admiration in his eyes 😆

jacob + @ihearttbz

riane is an absolute angel to talk to and i love our conversations tgt because it’s always so easy to talk to her and i feel like i can tell her a lot of things i normally wouldn’t tell anyone else. she’d pair very well with jacob and just be that couple that everyone loves and adores, the really sweet couple that people just love to hang around with 💞

younghoon + @chaoticdeobi

um was it really going to be anyone else other than bea? XD younghoon as we know is a pretty shy person and bea to me, seems like the opposite of that. in their case, i think the phrase ‘opposite attracts’ is applicable! bea’s enthusiasm and liveliness is something younghoon would definitely find to be very charming, prompting him to come out of his shell very quickly when he’s around her. i believe whatever he lacks, she makes up for it and vice versa

hyunjae + @bobagyu @kpophours

rose is just so random and funny sometimes which is honestly just like hyunjae to a tee, they’re just so like each other in a way! i get the feeling that rose may be a little unsure of herself sometimes ( which she shouldn’t ) and i think hyunjae would be a great fit because he would definitely be able to help her become more confident while she can probably teach him to be a little less tough and be more vulnerable to his own feelings.

anna is an extremely bright and outgoing person from what i can tell from our conversations. i think that would complement well with hyunjae’s loud and larger than life personality and they would a 100% be that couple that everyone just asks to tone it down but secretly love having them around because they’re just so intriguing and fun to have around 💫

juyeon + @jyeonvoir

elsie has these very calm vibes and i’ve mentioned this before but she gives mad older sister vibes as well. she’s gentle and soft, very much like juyeon and ngl i may be just a little intimidated by her at first but after getting to know her, she’s actually super friendly and nice! she and juyeon would make a lovely couple and i can totally imagining them just chilling on a rainy night, watching Netflix while he wraps his arms around her in a warm embrace.

kevin + @2hyunjae​ @mae-gi-writes​

luna imo is pretty quiet for the most part but once you talk to her, she’s actually pretty fun to talk to! she’s also artistically inclined ( also have you seen her calligraphy skills? they’re insanely good omf ) which i think kevin would appreciate a lot as an artist himself! i feel like he can bring her out of her shell and when he does, he’d just be enchanted by her lovely personality and did i just write a fluffy fic prompt?? o.o

mae is JUST. SO. CUTE. my biggest kevin stan out there, you would be a great match for kevin i just know it. your enthusiasm and your meme vibes would complement kevin perfectly! she’s incredibly supportive and lively which is definitely something i think kevin would look out for in a partner. i can 100% see him with someone who’s just like mae in the future 💓

chanhee + @tidalstorm​

something about ros to me screams vogue and classiness and when i think of her, i feel like she’s super bougie? maybe im wrong but that’s how i feel! i get the same vibe around chanhee as well and her really cute personality i feel will mesh well with chanhee’s seemingly harder personality? they’re just very alike to me in terms of vibes!

changmin + @fluffytbz​ @sankyeom​

having talked to rosie, i can tell you that she’s one of the easiest people i’ve talked to on tumblr so far. she’s also such a sweet person and her vibes are really similar to changmin’s come to think of it? lovable but with a tiny hint of shyness? that’s changmin and rosie! i know we always see changmin smiling since that boy basically exudes happiness but i feel like there’s got to be a special kind of smile, the soft kind that speaks volumes of his feelings that he reserves for those he loves and i feel like that person could be rosie. does that make sense?

talking about belle is like talking about a role model to me >< i still fangirl sometimes but that’s beside the point. belle has such warm vibes that changmin would have loved! i feel like he’s not someone who likes to make his feelings know and he’d rather just be happy in front of the camera all the time but i think with belle, he would definitely be able to let his guard down around her. there’s just something about her that wants to make ppl trust her instantly 😋

haknyeon + @atbzkingdom​

dee is an absolute sweetheart which is just what hak needs. she can be level headed and mature when the situation calls for it but she can also have fun and be wild which i think hak would appreciate a lot in a partner! he’s been through a lot so i feel he may need someone who he can feel comfortable around to tell his secrets to and since dee is trustworthy like that, he’d feel at ease around her 😌 

hyunjoon + @tbzwurld​

ok i’ll be honest. i was kind of intimidated by bee when i first started talking to her. there’s something about her that just makes her whole vibe so powerful and just radiate such dominant energy ( not in that way ) but yes, she just seems so cool to me and the vibes she gives off to me is exactly the vibes hyunjoon gives me as well. once you get to know her though, she’s actually so sweet?? and kind?? and amazing?? idk why but to me, she’s what i think would be hyunjoon’s ideal type ✨

sunwoo + @minfuwa​ @jopping-to-my-kpop​​ @mjlkau​

although i haven’t rly talked much to iris ( but i really want to >< iris can we be friends pls ) iris has this sort of charm that i can’t quite put my finger on. it’s a certain type of charm that i associate with sunwoo? like there’s a certain appeal which they both have in common! from our very little interaction ( hopefully we can change that ), i get that she has a vibrant personality that would make everyone just love to flock to her and befriend her. ngl when i think of sunwoo, i think of her sometimes! maybe this is a signal from the universe idk 👀 

yo ok emma is just like super cool ok? idc what tf you have to say, she’s cooler than you and me and everyone else combined. her swag is just out of this world and i think her effortlessly cool persona is something that sunwoo would just be completely enthralled by. she's also a very reliable friend who i am so glad to have gotten to know bc hell, even i’m attracted to her personality so how can sunwoo not be? actually, sunwoo would love her personality! they both exude such badass but soft vibes it’s almost unreal 💙

anie has a very surprising personality imo! my first impression of her was really cute and sweet so imagine my surprise when she reveals that darker side of her >< i really like the duality though ngl and i think sunwoo would too! he’d just be so fascinated by her and just want to get to know her more and as he learns more about her, he’s just going to end up falling deep in love without realising until one day he’s like “fuck, i’m an idiot in love without even noticing it.”

eric + @heartyyjeno​ @lovely-kpop-writer​​

alesha is just a BIG ball of floof and i love her omg she's such a supportive and caring friend, it’s unreal. her enthusiasm to me, is on par with eric and if he’s the energy boy, she’s the energy girl for sure. they’d be that couple that just goes around hyping everyone up and everyone would just LOVE them! i know i would and if anyone disagrees, i’ll fite you >:(

jasmine my love!!! this girl here is just so incredibly lovely just like her url suggests and honestly, she’s one of the ppl who are most significant in my tumblr journey because her love for people is just so heartwarming? she’s always friendly and kind which is what eric would love in his future partner.  jasmine is just so PRECIOUS istg ❣️