#i started playing last night and i love it so so much but there arent enough masc women

[wlw-cryptid]

it's my birthdayyyyyy

[munivrse]

brat tamer jungwon 🫢🫢 in this essay i will...

cw: degradation, dumbification, dom!jungwon, one single tap to the face.

“You need to be quiet, angel.”

you couldnt help but moan out each time jungwon put his mouth on your cunt. the way he pressed slow kisses on the inside of your thighs, thumb rubbing over your clit. if we’re being honest, jungwon probably loved eating you out just as much as you loved getting ate out. his eyes would roll to the back of his head as you made a mess on his tongue.

“Won- Jungwon i cant- ah fuck- I dont think i can be quiet-”

jungwon scoffs, “You don’t want to be good for me today? let me take care of you?”

he dives back in, two fingers scissoring your opening.

you whimper out, “Jungwon its too much-”

jungwon looks up at you through his eyelashes, mouth still attached to your clit. he lets go with a bit of a pop,

“Fine. I’ll stop.”

He gets up and starts to pick up your discarded clothing.

“No- jungwon please come back.”

He drops all but one piece of clothing down to the floor. Instead of responding, he climbs on top of you, one knee fitted between your thighs, one hand caging the side of your head, the other is stuffing your panties in your mouth.

“Since you couldn’t keep your fucking mouth shut. Barking out orders like you’re the one in charge.”

His now freed hand is sliding down your body, dancing around where you need it most,

“Like you’re not here just for me to play with. ‘should be grateful i’m even toying with you tonight.”

jungwon stands back up, unbuckling his own jeans, “You take what I give you,” jungwon slides his cock between your folds, using your wetness as lube, “You know what i want to give you right now?”

you shake your head no, whimpering through your makeshift gag.

jungwon finally slides in, sheathed in your warmth and he shudders. his eyes squeeze close and he takes a deep breath before opening his eyes once more. He scans your body this time and under his gaze you feel small. his focus reaches back up to your face.

“if you’re really good for me, i’ll give you a big load, just like you deserve. you want that, baby?”

Jungwon grips at your waist as he’s pushing deep strokes into you. your eyes start to water and jungwon thinks you look prettiest like this. eyes red and sniffling from the pleasure he’s giving you. he wants to make you sob for how bad you were being earlier. he wants to rip every orgasm away from you until you’re mind fucked enough for you to only think about him and the control he has over your body.

he takes your cries as a yes and continues fucking deep into you. you try and push his hands from your waist, his cock nudging so deep into you it almost hurts-

“ah- dont fuckin’ run from it. what’d i say earlier?”

jungwon leans down and puts his mouth over yours, pulling your panties from your mouth with his teeth. he discards them to the side to give you a chance to respond but you cant, too fucked out to give a clear sentence.

jungwon grins, “that works too. repeat after me, sweet girl.”

he sweeps your hair from your face, one hand cradling your cheek, the other leaving crescent shaped indents on your waist,

“You are a good girl.”

your eyes are glassy and unfocused and jungwon can tell you arent all there, but he encourages you with a light tap to your face,

“c’mon baby, you can do it. tell me what you are.”

he stops fucking into you so that you can respond and you mumble your response but thats not good enough for jungwon. his brows furrow and the hand cradling your cheek moves to grip your neck, “Not good enough. again, y/n.”

this time you say it clearer, “i’m a good girl.”

jungwon chuckles in response and starts thrusting into you again, a little faster this time. “again.”

you repeat yourself and jungwon rewards you with a sloppy kiss.

had this dream last night and now im experiencing jungwon brain rot.

[81folklore]

older - CL16

pairings: charles leclerc x male!singer!reader (fc: luke hemmings)

summary: singer yn ln releases a love song with his boyfriend, and the public are not prepared for who it is about

authors note: this has been on my mind for SO LONG. i honestly dont like how many fics ive been doing on the same people (charles, lando etc) but whenever i go to start a new one on my list for someone else i think of something that i have to do😭 also in this reader is not a part of 5sos but close friends with the 3, wfttwtaf is readers album and older is exclusivly the readers song

authors note 2: i wanted to quickly clarify i am NOT speculating that charles or luke are gay/queer and this is not my intentions. luke obviously sings older and i find it easier to visualise it this way, while the reader in this is male, this could also be read as gn!reader. this is FICTION please do not tkae this as me speculating anything

authors note 3: i didnt really know what i was doing with this so its kind of all over the place and very rushed :/ but then again when arent my smau all over the place?? also can you tell i hate writing comments by the way i just dont😭

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we started this song together back in 2020 and picked it back up at the end of 2022

'Older' was originally a voice memo of a 50’s-style love song that we wrote together, then forgot about. when thinking of concepts for my debut album i stumbled across the memo and fell in love with it all over again, but i put it aside yet again as to me, it deserved more than the album

the song has changed a lot from the original voice memo, but the meaning has stayed the same throughout. despite all the beauty, the ups and downs of a long-term relationship over many years, there’s inevitably going to be the worst moment of your love because one of you is going to lose each other

capturing those feelings in a song was tricky but ultimately we wrote from the heart and i think it shows in the song itself

this has always been a song between us, so having him play on this song was very importnt to me and im glad he said yes

older is now yours

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im very pleased to announce a very special one off show at the Royal Albert Hall in London this November 18th. I will be playing a bunch of tracks from my debut album and may be joined to play some others aswell! Tickets on sale this monday at 10 am BST. Lots of love always, yn x

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thank you for an incredible night at the royal albert hall

looking back at the best night of my life, i need to thank each and every one of you who allowed this dream to come true, i will never be able to thank you guys enough

performing in my dream venue, with my favorite people in the world was something i never thought was possible and yet here i am, writing this still on my high from last night

thank you to my friends; michael, ashton and calum who took the time to come to london and perform their songs with me, thank you for always loving me and agreeing to my crazy ideas

to my team and everyone who worked to make this night as special as it could be, thank you. thank you for making my htoughts a reality and making this night as wonderful as possible

thank you to the staff who worked throughout the show to make sure everyone was safe, well and looked after. you truly do not get as much credit as you deserve and i apreciate the hard work you put in to keep everyone happy

thank you to those who joined me, i wish each and every one of you who wanted to could have been there. thank you for singing along and listening to me pour my heart and soul into my music

thank you for letting me do this x

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user55: not the pcd hitting already☹️

user1: and im supposed to pretend i didnt see yn and 5sos perform os/co??

user89: CHARLES?? YN IS DATING CHARLES??

user91: AND HE CAME ON STAGE?? AND THEY PERFORMED OLDER??

user50: i cant believe i saw this all happen live

user47: THANK YOU TO WHOEVER WAS RUNING THE GRAINY LIVESTREAM I OWE YOU MY LIFE🧎🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

ashtonirwin: thank you for everything yn. youre a real life angel

user16: NO CHARLES MENTION??

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after having time to process this show, I feel so overcome with gratefulness. my music means so much to me and seeing so many people resonate with it in a live space was so special for me.

charlie, my life would literally fall apart without you and this would have never happened without you giving me the confidence to do so, i hold so much love and admiration for you

thank you for joining me on such a special night and performing our song with me, thank you for sticking with me through it all and thank you for allowing me to share this part of my life with you

i sometimes wonder where i would be if i didnt find you, if i wasnt blessed with your love. i try to think about the times before you, before us, but both feel impossible to do after feeling your love

life with you is so special and i promise to always cherish and love you

merci de m'avoir laissé vieillir avec toi, merci de m'avoir laissé t'adorer, merci de m'avoir choisi (thank you for letting me get old with you, thank you for letting me adore you, thank you for choosing me)

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charles_leclerc: mon ange, je t'aimerai toujours (my angel, I will always love you)

charles_leclerc: je suis tellement privilégiée d'être celle que tu aimes🤍🤍 (I'm so privileged to be the one you love)

yourusername: vieillir avec toi ne semble pas si effrayant🖤🖤 (growing old with you doesn't seem so scary)

[magicalbunbun]

May I have Request Hantengu clones with baby sister reader who also baby sister of Zohakuten headcanons? Reader about 5 and is the love clone. She also Hella sensitive and emotional. Like how they react if some demon or human bullied her and made her cry. Especially a uppermoon

Hantengu clones with baby sister of Zohakuten but is the love clone

|my first request!|

[there is no zohakuten]

Warning: bad grammar! They may be little to much occ...

💮~Headcanons~💮

💮- first of, they would be over protective of you, like very! Since you are like...5...right? And some stupid Demon/human bullied you? Open eyes at night darling.

💮- sekido would be definitely pissed off, like hello!? This is anger clone we are talking about! If he ever but ever find out about this, this perosn is D E A D, there will be torture like for real.

But will comfort you, and of course yell at you for not saying it faster.

Since you are very sensitive/emotional, he wont yell at you so much, but that dosent mean you can do anything you want.

But at last, be happy that he loves you(as a sibling!)

-Are you stupid!? Why didnt you tell me this sooner!!.....wait...no.no dont cry Y/n....-

💮-ah... Aizetsu, our favourite clone, of course he will be sad/sorrow full about you being bullied, like arent you his baby sister?

He will say that you should say about the situiation faster, since sekido eham kills the bullies, Aizetsu would hold you close, and whisper not so sad words to you, making sure you wont feel sad.

And since you are sensitive/emotional, he will be the only one who will go easy on you(lucky you, you win his heart, dose he have one tho?...)

But loves you dearly...how sad.. be happy.

-....why didnt you tell us sooner?... thinking that you dont trust us make me feel sad...."

💮- karaku! Our boy! The pleasure! Of course will be pissed off! But not so much, mostly will use the wind on the bullies to crush them alive.

After that, will just act like nothing happend, and rub his hand over your hair, messing it up as he leaves laughing at you.

Oh boy! Sensitive? And emotional? He will, but will play jokes on you, but if you start to cry very hard of it, he will stop and apologie to you, and for sometime wont do jokes on you, but it will go back after one/two weeks.

But loves you also, and will protect you dearly~

-...hey! Y/n! Come on! I will show you a new trick I learned I could do with wind!~-

💮-wait...who is that!? Oh my God! Urogi just throw Somebody to the ground! Okay, so if urogi finds out about you getting bullied? Ya if he gets his (chicken) hands on them they wont live for so long.

He may be the joy clone, but he can be brutal to someone if they touch something precious that is his....yep they are dead, like he will catch them and fly very High and suddenly let them go, making them throw up, again, again, again....till they hit the ground.

You are sensitive/emotional? Okay he will remember that. When you are havin fun with him, he will make sure you are okay/good before doing something with him.

Also loves you dearly!.

-.......what! No one touch my little sister! Even me!-

Hope you like it!

Bye bye!~♪

[ador3him]

Sooo if I just start dumping brain rots here, I hope you don't mind. I need a distraction from worrying over work and losing sleep. And I figured why not share the thoughts so you can feel free to elaborate!

I loved when ppl would do the dad!dream team head cannons. But here's me with my insanely dirty mind going, yeah all 3 of these boys def have breeding kinks. But I feel like it would manifest in different ways based off their personalities.

Dream:

- I feel like he is the type of bf to absolutely spoil tf outta his partner. He just wants to keep you happy and support you in achieving your dreams. He's so thankful to have you, constantly worrying he'll lose you. Definitely gives me the vibes he would propose quickly, like 3 yrs max into your relationship, bc of it. He KNEW you were HIS! Like possessive but in a good way (but more on that in a few)

- Definitely teases you every time you need to refill your birth control... Like you complain about having to call and refill the prescription and he just goes "Or you could just not😏" "Oh you wish," you roll your eyes in response.

- or if you have an IUD or implant and you need to get it replaced and you're freaking out about the pain. Of course he wouldn't want you to endure that! Luckily, he has a better alternative idea!

- dream is the type to absolutely go feral on your wedding night. Officially having you as HIS! Yes, youve been intimate before, but this is where his breeding kink really comes into play. Definitely makes it a point call you by his last name at every opportunity.

- SIZE KINK! That man is so tall 🤤 And if it wasn't apparent by him having a series called "manhunt," he loves that he can easily over power you. 

- your place is seated on his lap cockwarming him while he works

- I could see dream wanting a bigger family (3-4 kids) He's so close to his parents and siblings. Plus he has such a big heart. Having his own kids with you is a dream come true.

- they say that animals can tell when you're expecting. So of course, Miss Patches is the first to know about her new sibling. She's actually how you found out! One morning, you wake up to Patches laying on your stomach purring. She proceeds to follow you around the house, never leaving your side. She's lovey, but usually never this clingy. When you proceed to get sick later on bc of a bad taste or smell, you and Dream start to put the pieces together. Your suspicions come true when you both are starring down at the positive test in your hands.

- patches is your best buddy throughout your pregnancy. You can expected once the baby is born she'd sleep at the foot of the crib. 

- OMG all the crazy baby shower ideas he'd have. He's just crazy excited to share the news with everyone.

- dream would cater to your every demand. He's just so appreciative that you're carrying your baby. He's definitely the type to hold your baby belly to give your back a break. He also low key grateful your sex drive hasnt decreased too much. You'd have to keep him at bay during the last month of your pregnancy if you don't want the baby coming out early 🤣

- singing to your baby bump and his heart exploding every time he feels the baby kick

- he holds your hand the entire time you're in the hospital. He's so scared for you. He won't leave your side, constantly making sure u have whatever you need, even if it requires bribing the nurses /j

- he's SO SO proud of you! The sight of his partner and baby melts his heart! Omfg definitely has a little striped (blue or pink) cat beanie for the hospital.

- he is the type to take you and the kids on different family trips like to see football games and the beach.

Sapnap:

- he's definitely more the reserved type. Doesn't want to rush into things you arent ready for. But don't let him deceive you, he fantasizes about you pregnant in a sundress, with your swollen belly and tits, regularly.

- once you both decide it's the right time, there is no stopping the beast. It's his fucking mission to breed you multiple times a day

- that being said, he downloaded a app to track your ovulation cycle. Whenever he gets a notification, he immediately drops what he's doing and is on you in an instant

- sure Sap is on the shorter side, but he is still taller than you. And sure as heck broader. Again is the type to love that he can easily manhandle you

- again Milo and Naomi are the first to know and are your cuddle buddies

-also gives the vibe of wanting a bigger family (3-5). Also googled what a group of pandas is called, an embarrassment, a cupboard, or a bamboo. 

-will also spoil the crap out of you and the baby.

-he gives the vibes of construction dad. Like already putting up the fence and swing set in the yard and the kid isn't even born yet. But this is very useful during your nesting phase, so your house gets a make over

-loves setting up the nursery with you and picking out baby clothes and stuffed animals 

-he gives the vibes that he would enjoy going to like those couples birthing exercise classes with you. Like you both get a little workout and get to socialize with other couples (That's so random but it makes sense to my brain)

-scared asf when you go into labor. Panic mode activated! He gives the vibes where you wouldn't know if the doctor is giving breathing instructions to you or him. He would fight anyone who pissed you off tho. Full papa bear mode, just wanting to protect you. But it's all worth it when you and the baby turn out fine! 

-Will definitely ask the doctor when you can get pregnant again

-Dad bod.... Yup, no explanation needed. 

-he would be the coach of his kids sports teams. You will be the mini van parent. He's constantly playing with them outside. Definitely a road trip dad.

-would love doing his little girl's hair.

George:

-breeding kink goes brrrr. He would be such a dilf omfg 🤤

-even more reserved relationship wise. Doesn't want to rush anything. Just wants to appreciate your relationship. Not showy of your relationship either.

-you wait to have kids for a while after being married. You have to figure out if you'll live in the US or UK.

-that doesn't mean however that your sex life is boring. If anything it's polar opposite and you're surprised you didn't end up accidentally having kids sooner. Especially with George loving to mark you as his

-whether it's constantly having his hand on you whenever your out, the constant array of hickeys on the two of you, or the fact his cum is almost always buried in you. There is no doubt in your mind that your only HIS.

-george gives cuddle sex vibes. Like cock warming and somnophilia are 2 things up his alley.

-im tired of the George is short slander! That boy is lanky! And he can definitely put you in your place! He loves that if you're on the smaller side he can encompass you. And if you're taller, he loves that you submit to him.

-He gives me the vibes that one day he will just decide to wisk you away somewhere for a month long vacation and you aren't coming back without a baby in you.

-He gives me the vibes of being a dad of twins. Will tease you that you're such a fertile couple he put 2 kids in you, and that you'd have to be careful not to have more.

-As soon as he finds out you're expecting, he goes into research mode. Definitely reading books on what is best for you to eat to avoid nausea and he cooks for you. Just wants to make sure you are taken care of.

- Definitely tries all your weird pregnancy cravings with you

- cuddles constantly. He would love talking to your belly and would rub your back and feet for you. He holds your hair back and rubs your back when you're sick. The pure joy on his face when he feels the baby kicks. So protective of you too! No one is coming near you. Him and you keep your relationship private and your pregnancy a secret til the babies are born.

- OBSESSED with your pregnant body. Worships it. Like if you're ever insecure, he can't fathom it. Makes his point to prove just how much he loves it😉

- side bar, man definitely has a lactation kink

- he doesn't want you to be worried at all and you both do a lot of research. So when you go into labor, George is your number one supporter. Gets you all your favorite foods so you aren't hungry when u can't eat. Holds your hand during your entire C-section, kissing all over your face and constantly telling you how much he loves you.

- when both babies arrive, you both are holding them, cuddled up on the hospital bed. He feels like his life purpose is complete. He is in awe of your strength and how tiny the babies are. Will make sure to count all their fingers and toes and fuss over every little hair on their heads.

- when it's just the two of you in the room, you cuddle and take a well needed food break and fall asleep together.

- he would be the one to check on the kids at night to let you sleep

- he's so smart so he'd be the best to help with homework. And you bet the kids are carbon copies of him!

Okay that's my rant.... I have to try and sleep now bc work 😴 have a good day!

omg I'm obsessed with this. little points I wanna expand on.

SAPNAPS DAD BOD IS SO REAL HE WOULD OMG. AND THE CONSTRUCTION THING!!! he would totally build a tree house or clubhouse for your kids.

GEORGE AND YOUR KIDS WOULD BE HIM. His brown, thick hair would be the main thing they got along with his pale ass skin. And the way he would be so protective of you and your kids. He would def not show you or your kids until it was like really serious and your kids are born. He would blur out your kids faces though and only refer to the kids as nicknames not their real name.

Dream would be obsessed with breeding, on your wedding night he could barely make it to your hotel room. He'd def research beforehand to know the best positions for impregnating you. And he for sure have mini cat hats ready for your baby when they're born with their name embroidered into it.

[ariscats]

Jameson analyzes part 2: Traumas (or a very long rant against Emily Laughin, who I cant be bother to learn how to spell her last name)

“Cause I've made some real big mistakes/ But you make the worst one look fine/ I should've known it was strange/ You only come out at night/ I used to think I was smart/ But you made me look so naive/ The way you sold me for parts/ As you sunk your teeth into me, oh/ Bloodsucker, famefucker/ Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire”

So there is this girl, who comes at his house every summer and has a heart diesse. She cant live so everyone has to do whatever she asks to make it up for it. Then one day she gets a surgery and now she gets to live, and who is her ticket to living? Jameson and Grayson.

Emily is his first kiss. However, 3 seconds after SHE KISSES HIS BROTHER WHO HE ALREADY INSECURE ABOUT BECAUSE OF HIS F. GRANDFATHER. And you have to be pretty dumd to not realize that what emily really wanted in the scene is Grayson to kiss her and she just used Jameson because she could (I still can’t believe that Emily did “loved” Gray more than Jameson).

Then she moves to his city and goes to his school. And, as far as a bitch she is, she must have been rl something because she became the most popular girl at school.

(Now, this is where things get tricky. I’m going to use the version fo what I believe happened. If you have another version you can picture like that)

Then they start dating. They borh want to live and do things because they can rather because they should. She got her golden ticket to freedom and he got the attention he’s been craving his whole life. They do everything together because she wants more and he wants more and nothing is never enough for them. So Jameson takes her to do everything they have the right to because Jameson is, at te end of the day, a good boyfriend.

But, its still not enough for Emily. Because she goes after fucking Grayson AND HE DOES THE SAME TING AS JAMESON BECAUSE THEY ARE THE OPOSITE SIDE OF THE SAME COIN.

Then they start fighting. Best friends for their whole life, but they slowly start to hate each other because fucking Emily turned everything INTO A GAME, MAKING LOVE A GAME THE SAME WAY TJEIR FAMILY HAS BEEN TRAUMATAZING THEM THEIR WHOLE LIFES. AND SHE KEEPS A FUCKING SCORE OF WHO HAS MORE POINTS, BY VOICE RECORDING.

Then one beautifull day Rebecca decides that betrayl by both ends doesnt hurts and tells Jameson about the scores and sends him the audio Emily made.

Jameson Hawthorne had to listen the girl he ruined his life for for over a year sumarize him and his love as some points. He breaks up with her, and she decides to go after Grayson. And then she jumps. But he is also there, because love and family are never that simple and jameson is a tiny bit (read in the level of therapy) of a masochist. And then SHE BLINKS AND LAUGHS AT HIM AND WHEN HE FINALLY MANAGES TO GO AWAY SHE START HAVING HEART PROBLEMS. BUT SHE HAS PLAYED HIM SO MUCH THAT HE DOESNT KNOW WHAT REALITY IS ANYMORE, and she hadnt had any heart problems for the past 4 years. So he leaves and she dies, and hell breakes lose.

He lost a girl he has know his whole life. He just “learned” that his love arent worth more than some points, he just got out of a increadibly toxic relasionship that ruined his life. The healthy thing would have been if he had some safe space to talk about what Emily did to him and have a strong support system. But everyone he knows is muroning her. They see her as an angle, so everything she did to him goes under the traps because how do you even dare to say something about dear angle Emily. And he has to live with the fact that he belives he killed her. And he cant also talk about anyone about that, for obvious reasons (but his grandfather knows and uses that against him).

Remember what I said about him being a masochist? Now is the era of his great self destruction (with an almost suicide attempt there, that his grandfather was present again and used that agaisnt him, *again*). Its all buttom up in him and he feels angry and sad and nothing. And between these 3, he chose anger. Also, Thea blames the Hawthorne for a death they didnt cause because who dares to say something bad about angles emily? So she puts the whole school agaisnt him and makes school unberable to him. Everyone likes to joke about Jameson missing school but has anyone ever wondered why he hated there so much? He didnt skiped class because he was a rebel 😝🤘but because everyone f. hated him and made his life hell.

[jaetyun]

can we get a kim tae rae as your secret boyfriend😌

Taerae as your secret boyfriend; a thread!

taerae x gn!reader

wc: 1.0k

fluff

a/n: this was a collab w the bestest ever @vie2sie 🫶🫶 check her out if you wanna see more of this!

you guys weren't one of those "private, not secret" relationships. it was FULL ON

your parents were too strict on dating. plus with you were in the popular clique the expectations from everyone had you avoiding relationships

and you were doing well

until ur loverboy showed up.

being caught with the schools most known CHOIR KID was not something taerae wanted for you.

so.. this was ur last resort.

not that you didn't love each other! you just kept it on the low

he would defo give you the most extra attention and affection when you'd finally be alone

according to him, it was his only chance since it "wasnt as often as other couples"

night walks and playing in the kids playground (also at night), was THE ideal meet ups.

and yes taerae would always forget his coat to make u cuddle him for warmth.

"its an accident babe!!" "im bringing a hoodie for you next time" ":("

whenever you both would be in school and he would noticed your signature scent, he'd look down before smiling in his locker idiotically.

if someone caught him being DOWN BAD - like doing exactly that, ^^, he'd say he got an a+ on his latest project (bc you were the best he could get 🤞)

eventually the relationship gets spilled because someone got too touchy!!!!

they would end up making taerae uncomfortable through no personal space, and then in you swoop and just randomly kiss him in front of the confessor

oh well.. so much for a secret!

you should've known better before dragging your shy boyfriend to the biggest school event of the year; hoco.

homecoming! it seemed perfect.. or so you thought.

what started as you would "run into each other" and wanting to "act friendly" became you watching him carefully whenever you guys werent engaged in conversation.

you styled him all cute, and between the way his eyes glistened and hair flowed perfectly, he was undeniably eye candy.

taerae never cared for dressing nicely, comfort over appearance in his book! but for this one special occasion, he allowed you to doll him up.

that was mistake #1. all the people approaching him had your eyes burning holes into the back of his skull.

“earth to y/n??” you peer back to your group of friends, softly smiling. you decided to shrug it off for now. taerae s a big boy, he can handle himself fine! even with the pit in your stomach telling you otherwise, you figured you shouldnt be a helicopter partner. i mean.. you guys arent even public

your patrolling became more scarce as time went on, mistake #2. slowly people turned into person, singular. they were *determined* to bring taerae home that night, which you were oblivious to.

his pleading glances become background noise to the drama your friend was spilling.

*ding ding*

what was that? a text! and its from your boyfriend. you glance his way, where you see that person still at it, touching him a little too often and for a little too long.

his eyes bored into you, as if he was asking you to do something. you sent each other telepathic messages with your expressions, with the conclusion being you’d put an end to their roaming hands.

“sorry, im gonna go get more snacks” you blatantly lied, going the opposite direction of the snack bar.

when you approached the two of them, the girl shared an unsuspecting smile.

“oh, y/n!” you gave a short wave, turning to taerae quickly.

“youve met?” you asked, leaving him to firmly shake his head. “not until this party” you slowly looked him up and down, truly taking in his beauty.

you dont blame her for wanting him, hell who wouldnt when he looks like *that*. you link your elbow with his, closing the gap.

“im glad to see you making new friends!”

“we’ll be more than friends after this~” she chimes, sending him a wink. his polite smile remained, even with the subtly eye twitch only you picked up on.

“oh? i didnt know she was your type” his eyes softened once the two of you made eye contact, his gaze staring at your features.

she scoffed out, crossing her arms and popping a hip.

“can you stop being such a bitch?”

you tilted your head condescendingly, the challenge in your eyes just barely being detected.

“im not being a bitch, am i?” your boyfriend mindlessly shook his head, muttering words of agreement to you. she rolled her eyes, pointing at you accusingly.

“you dont even date! ive been with him *all night* and now youre just.. suddenly into him? dont be jealous.” she clicked her tongue, victory written all over her face. people started looking over in curiosity. whys she yelling? you saw more heads turn, but at this point you could care less.

“jealous?” taerae spoke up, removing his arm from ours before wrapping it around your waist. “i think youre mistaken. theres nothing to be jealous over.” his tone made you dizzy, the smirk on his face making you feel as if you had just fallen for him for the second time.

his extra hand gently held onto your chin, pulling you into a quick kiss. she stared back in disbelief. the grin was long wiped off her face, and replaced by pure rage.

“what! but! when..” her stammering only increased, glancing between the two of you with about a million question swarming through her head.

“youre both absurd” she chokes out, storming herself out of the room. it became increasingly easier to ignore all the eyes glued to the two of you. will you end up regretting it tomorrow? who knows! all you could think about right now was the giddy smile on his face.

“why are you so happy?”

“i finally get to show the world youre mine” he kissed your forehead softly, and now you both shared the same expression.

when you finally give the crowd the time of day, all you did was lazily look side to side, facing him again.

“is this our cue to leave?” you chuckled, watching as he nodded in agreement.

taerae looked around as well, giving everyone a small acknowledging wave. “well be on your way!” he pointed towards the door, leading you out.

[tiramegtoons]

Okay so last night i finished watching the entirety of Okage Shadow King and-

.... I dont even know where to start. this is unlike any game ive watched or played before. It felt so weird yet so enticing and half of the time i couldn't tell if my brain was rotting or there was just some real deep lore or hidden meaning in here Maybe both??? and it left a strange, creepy, yet longing and nostalgic feeling in the back of my head too.

Let me explain.

spoilers ahead!!!

okay so First of all, the visual style of the game looks awesome I loved the characters and the dynamics going on between the NPC's and especially the main characters. I loved enjoying the witty banter and arguing between Stan and Rosalyn the most. But also, why is Stan insulting and body shaming her so much SHE AINT EVEN FAT??? i LOOK AT HER MODEL AND IM LIKE BRUH

for some odd reason i still found it funny though. Some of the humor might've even been exaggerated to a degree as well(not sure if that was intentional). Even if the writing and dialogue was a bit lost in translation, maybe perhaps, it was still pretty good as a whole and it caught me by surprise.

As for the world and NPC's... something definitely felt off at the beginning and i guess thats what gave me the initial unsettling feeling. Everyone just seemed so bent on doing their own part like dude i couldn't even explain to you Our main protagonist, Ari, is just a wet pathetic little boy who lets everyone step on him/lh Damn, even his own family doesn't seem to care much for him as an individual person and doesn't consider that he has his own ambitions and it rubbed me in a weird way. and yet for some reason i was still hooked. and then came STANLEY HIHAT TRINIDAD THE FOURTEENTH(the 3d challenged flappy shadow)to sweep our poor little boy off his feet and make him his "slave"(adoptive son/j) so he can conquer the world bfhdgsdvhgdfbgdhjg which btw how could anyone take any "evil king" that seriously with a name like that? I LOVE IT. i really enjoyed him getting his ghostly ass handed to him by the NPC's it was hilarious. He was-without a shadow of a doubt(hehehehehe)- the best character. Also it's so funny how he claims to be an evil king but intentionally and unintentionally does good things? I love that trope with villians. Anywho getting off track a little, Another thing that struck out to me was the soundtrack. It's pretty unique, but at times can get pretty repetitive. The ones i enjoy a lot are -Forest of willkur(just really encompasses the feel of the entire game) -Evil King Battle and my favorite- -Addashi Desert(got me in a shimmy FR)

YEAAAAAAAAAA

anywho going back to repetitive things... Eeeeeee... the fighting mechanics are sure something(GOD WHY ARENT THE COMMANDS BEING CARRIED OUT ON TIME WH- IS THE GAME POSSESSED??? DID STAN POSSESS THE GAME???) Also why are there ghosts in broad daylight?? WHY ARE THERE SO MANY GHOSTSSSS) i get it, you do need to grind for items and XP in this game but it looks pretty tedious, especially deep grave pit... oh lordy dude there are literally eight floors in the cave its not a cave its the 7 circles of hell(plus front desk)/j I don't wanna dunk on this game but the fighting could use improvements. Back to the story... i like the melancholy turn it takes when princess Marlene was revealed to be a doll which made total sense when Stan found she had no soul, the reveal of Beiloune's true identity, and when Ari becomes totally ignored and forgotten by just about everyone and from that point going forward the game took a more serious turn... also why does Triste(which means sad in spanish and i see what they did there-)

... why does that remind me of the wasteland from Epic Mickey where other people who've been forgotten reside there... also the dark, odd vibe of both games kinda match too. Another thing, I'm not sure if anyone else had the same thoughts but did anyone else expect a twist where Ari would become the evil king??? i mean, if this was a supposed journey of our main character who is always reminded about how much of a pushover he is would've lead me to think that the buildup would lead to something like Beiloune making him all powerful and force him to fight against his friends. But the last chapter also surprised me with its own twist and im digging that too. but yeah just about everything was coming back together about why the world was and felt as it is. its always the butler isnt it? Also Stan's final form:

I CANT-

im sorry i can't take this seriously when he's just letting them hang out like that(his moobs)

... anywho that happened. As for any hidden meanings and morals I'll have to talk about that later cause my smooth brain still cannot grasp. And its just

SO MUCH

[sophaeros]

love your blog, if possible could I get an Albert and Jules lore dump? I read your other post but I am hungry for more context (and sources)

omg hii glad u like it here !! 😋 umm ok i can try to do like a rough little timeline w notable moments maybe? whatever comes to mind lol

in err 1991 i believe when julian was 13 he got sent to that one swiss boarding school to curb his alcoholism (did not work clearly) and a while later 11 year-old albert also arrived. julian stayed for two years and albert stayed for six months. julian had this to say about their meeting SNIFFLES. theyre never beating the soulmate allegations i fear

How did you become friends at first? Julian: Two of us arrived in a private school in Switzerland. I felt I had nothing in common with the others. They were so different from people I knew in New York, they were obsessed by clothes Haut Couture. I missed New York so much, it’s really a part of my soul. Meeting Albert was a relief. At last, someone with whom I could talk. There was immediately something, a feeling of complementarity. We talked a lot of music, of our band plans. We gave ourselves 2 years to create a band or to bury this dream. After 2 years, we gave ourselves 2 more years, (laugh).

— the strokes for les inrockuptibles, march 2002 (x)

after albert moved back to la he and julian lost touch until 1998 when albert moved to new york at 18 to go to film school and find himself or whatever. and of course they have the most red string of fate ass second meeting oh my god it makes my stomach hurt. I COULD LITERALLY SEE HIM FROM MY WINDOW. why arent they in a stupid hallmark movie romcom COME ON

“When I first came to New York,” marvels Hammond, resplendent in red and black winklepickers, “the way things happened to me, it was like there was someone… doing it. I moved into my apartment, it was directly across the street from where Julian worked. Like, what are the odds? I could literally see him from my window.”

— albert hammond jr for q magazine, april 2002 (x)

and so albert becomes the final member of the band, completing the set ❤️ (the talk, 2013)

Albert, did you have to try out to be in The Strokes? Yeah. I remember when I met everyone. I met Julian first, then Nikolai, got really drunk one night, and then I went to go try out, even though Julian told me later that in his mind I was already in the band. How come? I was an okay player, I could play chords and stuff, but I looked awesome. (Laughs) I just looked like there was only one thing I could do: be in a band.

albert and julian lived together for seven years from 1998 to 2005 when julian got married, they had two apartments together and the first one is the most well known, it's the dumbbell shaped one. idk about the layout of the second unforch

ehhh scrubbing ahead a bit. julian wasn't there for albert's intervention in 2009 because he was on his solo tour

but happily in 2013 we get albert releasing his comeback ep through julian's label cult records (and then he leaves cult records in 2015. c'est la vie.) (nme september 2013)

“I’d been talking to Julian about wanting to release something on his label since he started it,” Hammond Jr explains. “He was like, ‘Let’s put out a song’. So I went, ‘Alright, I’ll start working with Gus [Oberg] and maybe after we do a few songs there’ll be one that’s fun in there.’ I sent him the first, ‘Cooker Ship’, and he was floored. I got an email back with a million ‘yes’-es on it!”

speaking of which. i've posted this before but SIGHHHH (the talk 2013) that song is for his fucking then-gf justyna. (well, most likely. i dont think hes ever outright stated who he wrote it for but the mv is pretty domestic (for the most part......) and theres a bit where theyre kinda dancing in the living room which is one of the things albert told an interviewer he and justyna did a lot → vice june 2015 but of course i suppose you never know)

Kind of like The Strokes’ song “You Only Live Once”… Julian wrote that. I’m in the band, but I still take his lyrics like a fan would. You always relate lyrics to yourself, and I even do that with him even though he is one of my friends and we lived together when he was writing it. God knows what they were truly about. But it came full circle when he was over listening to “St. Justice” from my new solo EP. It was really cute, he was like, “Is this lyric about me?” And I was like, “…no, man.” It really wasn’t, but it was a good circle because I’ve felt that way about so many of his lyrics. When we got in the band, Julian had such a vision, he was just a strong writer, so the first three records are all his.

and then there's. whatever the fuck is up with one way trigger. i'll make a post about that swear

ending this post here i think bc otherwise i'm never gonna post this SORRY. i'll try to think of more but the tragedy of julian/albert is that it's actually really hard to find fuel for them. unlike milex where they're apparently physically incapable of not being all over and waxing poetic about each other. but then what you Do get is kinda crazy. such is life

[hotshotshitshow]

What do you feel like palworld does right compared to pokemon? Ive thought about playing it but im on the fence about it

ok get ready for a novel!!!

essentially, palworld just has the thing in it that made us all love pokemon ... the fun designs and the gotta catch em all loop. but like. it doesnt include all the stuff that made the pokemon series run stale a long time ago

its. definitely, absolutely, 100% an early access game. dont go into it thinking it wont be. there are janky textures and visible seams and surprise areas where youll fall through the map. but unlike with pokemon games, pocketpair has been on the ball in terms of patching the worst of the jank. for example, there are collectibles you can find around the map that are supposed to increase your chances of successful captures ... but a bug made the inverse happen, where if you got those collectibles, your capture rate success would actually plummet. pocketpair has already introduced a patch that has fixed that, as well as regularly (every other day, it feels like) rolling out more new patches to make the game better. this in itself is already amazing, bc i cant think of a lot of studios that are this attentive to patching things THIS QUICKLY and THIS REGULARLY and it clearly shows respect for their playerbase and their game... which. gamefreak has proven to not have, given the state scarlet and violet, supposedly "completed" games, was released in. that in itself makes me much, much more patient with the jank in the game. its nice to feel like im playing a game made by a studio that wants their players to have fun.

the gameplay loop also is jsut very very satisfying. its very well tied in with the survival aspects of the game. essentially. you catch more pals to upgrade your base and get access to new resources and tools, and then with these new resources and tools, you are able to start catching higher level pals with better abilities, which then you can use to further upgrade your base and access newer tools/resources, etc etc. its very fun and rewarding.

the story ... is very very very VERY sparse. i am assumign more will be added in the future but its really just a game that plops you into the world and tells you "ok, go do whatever the fuck" and for me personally, i really enjoy that. there is a tutorial, but its pretty much optional, and there are towers and alpha pals that you can fight in a way that could be considered similar to gym leaders, but its like. not at all the focus of the game like it is with pokemon. in pokemon, the aim in every single game is just "go beat the guy, and then go beat the next guy, then go beat the next guy." and in palworld, i havent even beaten any of the towers yet but im almost done completely upgrading my base and unlocking all the different mechanics and am fairly close to the level cap. you really can just. go and do whatever you want, when you want, how you want. and i love that.

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also! would like to mention: your experience with the game is HIGHLY customizable to your personal preferences. they let you edit a lot of different aspects of the game, down to things like whether or not you drop all your items if you die, how long night and day can last, how quickly your tools deteriorate, and a lot more. so things that would probably normally really frustrate me, arent an issue for me anymore. its only as grindy as your want it to be.

[whatthefishh]

FROM THE PROMPT LIST!!!!

can i get 4 with any of the TF boys. Prefernce to Benny or Frankie rn bc they are consuming my thoughts all day all night lately but whoever ur feeling!!!

Prompt: “My God,” Character A whispers, brushing a strand of hair from Character B’s face; hears the distinct hitch of breath. “You’re so dense,” Character A says. “I’m not… I’m not dense,” Character B breathes out, leaning into Character A’s touch.

Frankie x fem reader, just fluff with a smooch

S/o to my moots who helped offer some much needed terrible date experience to this and some frankie-ness

Frankie was your best friend. You were there for him when he was having a hard time readjusting to normal civilian life, driving him around before he was able to get his own car, hell he even stayed with you for a few weeks when he first got back.

Frankie was also there for you, like that time you didn’t want to go to the dentist alone. He didn’t make you feel like you needed him to, claiming you might need a ride back in case they gave you too much freezing. But he knew. He knew you were anxious by the way you couldn’t stop biting your lip, the way you were wringing your hands. He didn’t say anything about it on the drive over but instead played your favourite songs to try and get you to sing along.

More recently, Frankie had been there for you after a particularly bad date. You’d been mopey since your last breakup, friends pushing you to go out with a guy, any guy they’d said, just to get yourself back out there. So you did.

“Oh," he had said, with clear disdain. "You have cats?"

"Yeah, two," you show him the picture of your fur babies, your smile dying at his tone.

"Why do their eyes look like that?"

"Like what?"

"You know, creepy."

"They're not creepy!"

"They're glowing in the picture, that's pretty creepy!"

"That's what happens when you use flash, you know that right?"

Not wanting the fitted dress you wore to go to waste, you texted Frankie on your way out of the disaster date to join you for drinks.

You: wyd rn?

You: quickkkk

🐟: arent you on a date?

You: change of plans, meet me at Taps

🐟: ???

🐟: Ok be there in 15

When you walked in, Frankie gave you one look and shook his head. He bit his lip, ran a hand down his face in defeat and smiled at you.

“You wore that dress for him? And he still blew it?” Shaking his head even further at the thought, he couldn’t help but laugh. “Idiot.”

Frankie always knew how to make you feel better. There’s a reason why you called him, after all.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking. Clearly, I don’t know how to date anymore,” you admitted with a huff.

Joining him at the high table he was at, you shrugged off your jacket, giving Frankie ample time to check you out without you noticing. Unbeknownst to you, he was actually relieved when you called so soon after your supposed date time. The small part of him that held out a tiny flame for you, the part that loved making you smile, the part that wanted to be the reason you got dressed up, the part that wanted to ravage you six ways to Sunday, was aggressively clawing at the mental cage it was usually kept in.

“Well-“ he started.

“Can I get you two anything?” The server interrupted whatever Frankie was about to say.

He was quick to recover and smoothly ordered your usual drink orders and some fries to munch on as he didn’t know how hungry you were after abandoning your date. The stark contrast to your horrible encounter with the guy off the dating app had you pausing to look at him in wonder.

“What?” he asked, confusion evident.

“Nothing, I just didn’t know how predictable I was.”

“You’re not predictable, I just know what you like,” his eyes softened at the end of his sentence. There’s a look in his eyes you can’t quite place and a tightness in your chest at his comment.

Well, he should know what you liked, you’ve spent more than enough time together for him to have figured it out by now. And to be fair, you knew his usual order, too, and have picked up his favourite takeout on your surprise drop ins.

“So, tell me what this guy did that pissed you off so much you couldn’t even make it through dessert.”

So you did, much to his amusement.

“It’s funnier now but I’m telling you, it was so awkward!”

You were glad that you could laugh about it with him, the mirth in his eyes contagious as the two of you get lost in a fit of giggles again. Humming as you munched on a fry, you look back up to see Frankie just watching you with an unreadable gaze.

“What? Is there something on my face?”

“I just like looking at you.”

You felt the heat rising to your face and suddenly your drink looks entirely too interesting.

“Frankie…”

“Can I look at you some more? Please, querida? You look really nice.” He reaches out to brush some of your hair back that had fallen into your face. You make a noise, somewhere in between shock and confusion and look at him wide eyed.

“My God,” Frankie whispers, hears the distinct hitch of your breath. “You’re so dense,” he says as he settles his hand against your cheek.

“I’m not… I’m not dense,” you breathe out, leaning into his touch.

You’re certain he can hear your heart thundering in your chest as he slowly inches towards you. He definitely heard your breath hitch and he’s looking at you and looking at you with his soft brown eyes and oh-

“Can I? I’ve been really wanting to. Can I?” Frankie is staring at your lips as he mumbles this, effectively silencing you.

Your mouth stupidly opens and closes a few times, trying to figure out if he means what you think he means before you nod, finding yourself staring at his mouth now.

His lips are gentle, soft against yours when he finally closes the distance between you two. The hand on your cheek angling your face upwards towards his to better mold your lips together, deepening the kiss while you gasp at the intoxicating feeling. Frankie takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, sliding hotly against your own and groaning at the taste of you.

Pulling back for air, you’re both panting, foreheads resting against each other but you’re too shy to look at him just yet.

“Was that-“

Before he’s able to finish asking you if that was okay - which was such a stupid question on its own, you’d have to tease him about that later - you surge forward to fuse your lips together again, effectively cutting him off.

You’ll show him it was more than okay.

[kindnessisweakness2]

Delusional -Part 22

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Delaney questioned Alex as he stood from the table and made his way towards her. “Ah Ah Ah...” He sarcastically wagged his finger at her. “Wow, Teller really has re lit the fire in you. Think your untouchable?” He challenged her, the look in his eye begging her to say something, to fight back. "Your Mom called me. She wants me to take you back. Begged me pretty much.” Delaney scowled at him. “What is it you want Alex? Im done playing this fucking game with you.” Alex smirked at her. “Isnt it obvious? I want you dead. i just want to enjoy fucking with you first. By the time im done you’ll be begging me for death. It’ll be a mercy.” Tears stung at Delaneys eyes. "Why? What have I done to deserve this, any of it?" Alex studied the broken woman in front of him. She looked tired and scared. Part of him debated just giving in and killing her quickly. Maybe he had put her through enough. But despite any reason he could think of to give her mercy, he knew he wouldn't be fully satisfied until he had her blood on his hands. Soaking in his skin, the spray of it coating his face. Oh he couldn't explain how bad he craved it. A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts. Pointing the gun at her again he nudged his head towards the door. “Get rid of them. If you say anything, hint at anything being wrong i will kill them and you.” Delaney shuffled towards the door with Alex at her back, digging the barrell of the gun into her side. She was trying her best to stay calm, but all she wanted to do was break down. Let it all out, the screams, the tears. Fear and Anger weighed heavy on her chest. Opening the door just enough to pop her head out, her worried eyes fell on Halfsack. Trying to keep a neutral face, but secretly hoping he would notice something off and tell Jax, Delaney managed a small smile. “Hey, Jax sent me just to check on you, Make sure you didnt need anything. I know you guys arent in the best place right now, but he cares Ya’know.” Kip started to Ramble. Delaney’s eyes filled with tears she couldnt stop. Clearing her throat trying to move the fast growing lump, she tried not to think that this would possibly be the last time she laid eyes on someone in her family. If she knew yesterday would be the last time she saw Jax, she wouldnt of wasted it arguing. The issue of Tara seemed stupid now. Now that today would be her last day. Tried not to think of their little baby tucked away in her belly, another one they wont get the chance to raise. Death would be a blessing in that regard, she wouldnt have to feel the pain of losing another child. “I-Im Fine. Thank you. P-Please tell Jax, that i love him, m-more than a-anything.” Halfsack smiled but looked at his  VP’s old Lady quizzically. She was weird,But he couldnt put his finger on it. Is this what pregnancy hormones does to women? Kip nodded at her anyway and started to head back towards his bike. “Oh and Kip?” He turned as she called. “Please can you tell him I’m Sorry?” Kip couldnt hide the confused look on his face but before he could question what she was sorry for the door was shut. Getting on his bike, He headed straight towards Gemma’s. He couldnt shake the feeling something was off. 

“Jax i think you need to go home.” Halfsack walked straight into Gemmas Kitchen, finding his VP sat at the table drinking a coffee. He looked like he had been up all night with the weight of the world on his shoulders. “Is she okay?” Gemma questioned worriedly. The last thing her son needed was anything to happen to Delaney and the baby. “Shes weird, i dont know how to explain it. Somethings off Jax. She said to tell you she loves you more than anything, but she was all stuttery and was trying to stop herself from crying. And then i was about to leave she called my name and said to tell you she was sorry.” Kip really couldnt explain the panicked feeling it left him with, but he needed Jax to go home. “So do you think she was just upset about the argument we had? Crying is normal right? Shes pregnant and hormonal.” Jax tried to think logically. Maybe Halfsack was overthinking this. “No baby, i think we should go check on her. If he thinks something is off, its worth checking out. Shes been through alot recently, lets just go make sure she is fine.” Jax nodded at his mother. He didnt want to wait till Monday to go home anyway. This thing with Tara was sorted, he’s handled it, so he was hoping they could move on. He could go home and start getting ready for their little miracle baby. Their boy. Even thinking about the baby made a smile stretch on his face. The three of them. Their own little family. Grabbing his Kutte, Jax followed his mom out the door and headed to his bike. He was going home. 

There were many times in her life that Delaney pictured her death. Planned it, hoped for it even. Part of her always knew Alex would one day be the cause of it. But one thing she didnt imagine, was that it would happen in Jax’s house. There she was, on her knees infront of Alex, in Jax’s living room. Gun only a few inches from her forehead. 1 Shot. Clean. Execution Style. Thats all it would take, and she would no longer exist. Would Jax be the one to find her? No, she didnt want that image left for him. She didnt want him to see her like that. It would haunt him. How long would he wait before seeking comfort from another woman? Would it be Tara’s arms he fell back into? She hoped not. But the thought of him running to a crow eater for comfort didnt make her feel any better. She could see the front door in her peripheral vision, like it was taunting her. Her only escape route and she couldnt take it. A punch to the side of the head brought her out of her thoughts. Fuck. “Are you even listening?” Alex spat at her. She winced as pain shot down her face and through her jaw. “Yeah, some shit about your gonna kill me. Leave my body for Jax. Whatever. I told you earlier. Im done with your games. You wanna kill me? Get it fucking over with.” Another smack split her cheek and had her seeing stars. Her ears were ringing with the force of the smack and she blinked hard trying to come to her senses. She heard the safety click off on the gun and her stomach dropped. “Are you gonna cry?” He taunted. Gritting her teeth, Delaney looked forward. Was she fuck going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her panic. No if she was being taken from this earth, she was doing it swinging. She was fighting. She wasnt going to make it easy for this bastard. “Any Last words my love?” He grinned as he looked down at her. So scared, but trying to be so strong. He could see it in her eyes, the fear, and he would be lying if he said it didnt make him happy. “Yeah, I hope that Jax tortures you before he kills you. I hope he hurts you so fucking bad. Makes you cry like the pathetic little boy you really are on the inside. Theres a reason you are the way you are Alex. What is it huh? Mommy didnt love you enough? Did she not hug you? Did Daddy beat you? Was he never proud? Were you never good enough Alex Reid? Tried your hardest but never got daddy and mommy’s approval.” She could see the rage flicker in his eyes. It was working, she was getting to him. With any luck he would kill her quickly. 

Pulling up to the unusually quiet house, Jax was instantly worried. Usually the music Delaney played could be heard in the street it was that loud. And if you stood at the bottom of the drive you could see her dancing and swaying about the kitchen to the beat as she cleaned or cooked. There was always movement in their home, but now it was eerily quiet. Deciding instantly they needed to be careful Jax walked to where his mom sat in her car. “Prospect was right. Somethings off. Stay here, call the rest of the guys.” Gemma’s face showed her worry instantly. “Ya’know shes probably in bed getting rest like the doctor told her yesterday. You should probably leave her alone, let her rest. The doors not smashed off, its not trashed and theres no sign of an intruder. Jax maybe give her time.” Gemma tried to reason with her son, there was no sign of anything being wrong apart from the house being quiet. Sleeping people dont make much noise. Jax shook his head as he thought about what his mom said. He had the same feeling as Halfsack now he was here. His stomach twisted painfully. He just had to see her. Once he saw with his own eyes he would know she was okay and he would leave her to rest. “Okay, your probably right. I’ll go in through the garage and just check on her.” Knowing her son wasnt going to rest until he saw her in the flesh, Gemma agreed. Lighting a cigarette, she sat back and waited for Jax to come back. 

[readingismyhobby24]

im doing pretty good too ^_^!!!!

im SO excited to yap about rainworlds >:D i wanted the game a lot like last year and its like “oh wow i have it now lol” so ive been playing it a bunch and reading about the lore (because its super hard to tell the lore in the game)

to start off simple, you play as a slugcat (basically cat mixed with a slug) in an ecosystem with other creatures, id like to mention how i enjoy that the creatures dont just have set animations for their actions like most games, theyre placed on a rig and the ai has to go off of what to do which i find interesting! you, the slugcat arent meant to be a hero in the story, youre basically just another part in the ecosystem, youre also very low in the food chain (below you are basically just small creatures and plants, while lizards, scavengers, vultures, etc are above you.)

i also enjoy how it isnt JUST a survival game, each character has a story, such as how monk and the survivor are brothers that were seperated, how hunters cycles count down instead of up because she has a disease, etc!

oh yeah i should also probably do a gender chart so nothing gets too confusing (highlighted in yellow is canon, highlighted in purple is implied, white is just my own personal interpretation)

male- gourmand, monk, survivor

female- artificer, rivulet, hunter

neither- spearmaster, inv, saint, nightcat

oh yeah! i should probably explain the actual main thing you SHOULD be worried about!

basically, every cycle is around 13 minutes i believe (except rivulets, hers are shorter, but its back to normal when you meet five pebbles) and when the 13 minutes is up, you have to find shelter before everything rains. you have a certain amount of food pips depending on the campaign, if you have full food pips you can hibernate for the night and itll save, if you dont have enough filled it wont save and will give you one extra food pip, you can also eat extra so you have a few food pips already filled for the next cycle!

the main objective of the game is to follow the guide (iggy/overseer, i prefer to call em iggy) to Looks to the Moon and then Five Pebbles (theyre both iterators which ill explain later!!!!!) im not quite sure how the campaigns end, but ill find out trust :3

so basically, the iterators are what created the slugcats (i believe) and gave a few of them purposes, most were to send a message (like how spearmaster was made to be a messenger), also they have funky names like “Seven Red Suns” and “No Significant Harassment”

also some parts of the game are just really funny 😭 like i know its a game thats probably intended to make me mad but i cant help but laugh at the fact that spearmaster canonically got top surgery (in a way) and that theres a dating sim after you finish inv’s campaign

after each cycle you gain karma! (everytime you die you loose karma too btw) which can help you get through certain passages :)

remember how i mentioned that hunters cycles counted down instead of up? thats an important detail to her story :) because she basically has a disease, after the certain number of cycles, it starts to effect you, and death is permanent (fun fact! if you die in hunters campaign permanently you can go into gourmands and find her body (did i forget to mention that some parts of this game are actually really disturbing? i HATE the spiders.))

its such a confusing yet amazing game, its definitely worth it to get it with the DLC, the sound effects of the creatures, explosions, stabbing, literally every small detail is incredible and i LOVE the music !! oh yeah theres also an upcoming dlc with the nightcat… im very excited :3

sorry if i yapped a lil too much or jumped around too much or if this is hard to understand 😔

bonus pictures of the slugcats with the timeline :) i love them a lot

Okay! Wow!! This sounds really cool and interesting!! And also stressful because this sounds like a game I'd be horrible at 😅 (but honestly I'm bad at all games except for LoZ games, but even then I still struggle with them). Thank you so much for explaining it to me! The little slugcats are adorable by the way!!!

Also, never worry about yapping too much to me!! It literally doesn't bother me at all. I love hearing what you have to say!!! And getting long asks of people yapping actually makes me super happy ^_^

I hope you have a great day/night 🩵

[lucy90712]

ik this is like the fourth request but gavi x reader where they are all hanging out together and gavi and the reader arent dating yet. they both enf up cudling somehow and the team takes like a shot tom of pics and they later find a polariod of that moment. later they go star gazing/on a walk at night with the rest and gavi ends up giving his hoodie/jacket to reader and they team +wags are just like aww while giving them a whole photoshoot

wc: 2.0k

Being friends with the some of the Barcelona squad is interesting to say the least but its so much fun and I would never give up my friendships with the team for anything. That being said we don't get to all spend time together very often as someone always has something to do but tonight by some miracle we are all free and have planned to hang out. I have had a very long and tiring week so I was considering not going but when I got a few texts about how excited everyone was I knew I couldn't not go. The one text that really solidified my fate was from Pablo as he is definitely the player I am closest to but we haven't seen each other in a little while and I knew he'd been really upset if I didn't turn up so I'm going for him. 

My relationship with Pablo is somewhat complicated. We have been really close since Pedri introduced us to each other always hanging out any chance we get but recently we have entered into a weird phase. For ages we always told people we were strictly friends even when our friends shipped us together but now Pablo has started to sort of flirt with me and has been a bit more touchy. I love it as I have had feelings for Pablo for a while but have just been too scared to say anything but I still don't dare mention anything just in case he doesn't actually have feelings for me. If there is one thing I've learnt about Pablo it is that he likes physical contact but recently I just feel like he has changed he used to rest his arm on my shoulder but now he will put it around my waist instead. He has also started greeting me with a kiss on the cheek which is a normal thing here but for us it’s a new thing. These things have me questioning what exactly our relationship is but I'm too scared to say something incase I lose him. 

Despite my dilemma with Pablo we are still really good friends so I agreed to pick him up on my way to Pedri's place where we would all be hanging out tonight. Like always he came running out and to my car and jumped in the passenger seat with a big smile on his face. Right away he launched into a conversation about what we have been doing since we last saw each other like we hadn't FaceTimed a few days ago having this exact conversation. Either way I was just happy to see him again as it has been far too long and I'll never get bored of hearing him talk about football as he's just so passionate about it. It didn't take us long to get to Pedri's and when we did I managed to find somewhere to park so that we could go in. In the few seconds I took to grab my car keys and my bag Pablo had run around the car to open my door for me which of course I thanked him for before we walked to Pedri's house. 

All of us sat catching up even though the guys see each other pretty much everyday I don't get to see them that often so we talked about what they have all been doing. We ate some food before the boys started playing fifa while I just sat and watched as I'm useless no matter how much they try and teach me. I don't mind just watching them I much prefer it actually as they are all far too competitive for my liking. Me not playing also meant I got to rest a bit to keep my energy levels up for the rest of the evening. I was sat next to Pablo with my head resting against the sofa for a while before he noticed and put an arm around me to move me closer and the making me rest my head on his chest. Any other day I'd be a bit more hesitant especially around all of our friends but tonight I'm so tried that I don't really care as much. Once I was settled he went right back to playing with his arm around me. 

Pablo was so comfy that I could have fallen asleep if it wasn't for the constant shouting from everyone when they were losing. I was also trying to subtly stare at Pablo as he played as I have always loved the way he looks when he's concentrating but he caught me a few times and just stared right back until we both ended up laughing as we can't be serious for too long. After they decided to stop playing Pablo went back to looking down at me and playing with some of my hair and probably messing it up but I didn't care. We were so in our own world that we didn't notice the guys taking pictures of us until both of our phones went off and we both looked to see pictures of us cuddling. I wanted to be mad but I just couldn't as I actually really liked the pictures and will probably save them when I am on my own later so no one knows. 

Despite liking the pictures it was still embarrassing for our friends to see us like that when we always say we are just friends so I hid my face further into Pablo's chest to avoid looking at anyone. Hiding my face also meant that Pablo didn't see that my cheeks were definitely bright red not just from embarrassment but also because I thought the pictures were cute. The guys kept making fun of us but Pablo tried to defend the both of us until they eventually stopped their teasing and instead suggested we go out for a walk. We all agreed to go but of course it took a good 20 minutes before anyone actually made any attempt to leave and when we did it ended up with a few of us waiting for the others by the door for another 10 minutes. 

"Y/n you know Pablo really does love you he just won't make a move as he's scared to ruin your friendship" Pedri said while we were waiting to leave 

"He's so smitten with you seriously you are all he ever talks about" Ferran added 

"Yeah right we are just friends and probably always will be" I said 

"We're being serious we know you like him too but he never going to make a move if you don't encourage him a little bit" Pedri said 

"I do like him but I don't want to ruin our friendship if things don't work out" I admitted 

"Believe us things will be just fine" Pedri said 

"What are you guys talking about?" Pablo asked as he walked over 

"Oh nothing important" I said quickly 

Luckily he dropped it easily and we headed out on our walk. It was a lot colder outside than I thought it would be but I knew I just had to deal with it and warm up when we got back. I haven't really experienced much of Barcelona at night as usually I only ever see it coming back from a game or somewhere else as I don't like to go out at night just to be safe. The city is really pretty at night though with so many lights illuminating the streets which are much quieter once the sun sets. Everyone else was talking but I was just enjoying the view while trying to keep as warm as possible. Eventually my concentration on the view failed as my hands began to shiver and my arms became covered in goosebumps and even my nose started to get cold. Pablo must have noticed me getting cold as he took his jacket off which he had on over his hoodie and tried to hand it to me. To begin with I refused but then he just started putting in on for me so I gave in and let him put the jacket on for me. It was a good decision in the end as not only did the jacket warm me up significantly but it also smelled like Pablo which was a great added bonus.

We walked around for a bit longer before coming across a completely empty park which is when Pablo grabbed my hand and pulled me toward a patch of grass. He sat down and so I sat down next to him to see what exactly we were doing seeing as he just dragged me over with no explanation. It all became clear when Pablo started point at the sky which was filled with bright stars. I have learnt a little bit about star constellations so I showed him the ones I recognised and told him the few things I know about space. It was so much fun as I have never shared this knowledge with anyone so it was nice to get to tell someone else about it as space is something I find really fascinating. 

Without realising as I was talking I got closer to Pablo to the point that I was leaning against him with my face just inches from his. When I realised how close we were I felt my cheeks heating up which I was hoping wouldn't be too noticeable but from that close Pablo will definitely be able to see the blush on my cheeks. Things got awkward quite quickly to the point that I couldn't take it anymore so I had to move away a bit and look in the other direction. That didn't last very long before Pablo was moving closer to me again and out a hand on my face to get me to look at him. We looked into each other's eyes for a few moments before Pablo leant down and pressed his lips to mine for the first time. The kiss was everything I imagined it to be Pablo's lips were soft against mine and the kiss was full of passion and emotion. Eventually we both pulled away and went back to looking at each other but this time we both had big smiles on our faces.

"What are we?" I eventually asked 

"We can be whatever you want but you should know that I have never felt this strongly for anyone else in my life but if you want to just stay friends I can get over it I just don't want to lose you" he admitted 

"I don't want to just be friends" I said 

"Then y/n will you be my girlfriend?" He asked 

"Of course I will" I replied 

He gave me another kiss and this time we heard cheering from the rest of the guys who were clearly spying on us. The moment was quickly ruined when they all came and sat with us and started teasing Pablo and making fun of him for taking so long to make a move. While most of the group were teasing Pablo I was talking to Frenkie who was showing me pictures they had all taken of us which were really cute. Frenkie sent me the pictures and I of course made one of them my phone lock screen then I stole Pablo’s phone and did the same even if he changes it later so people don’t see. Once the boys were done with their teasing we finally headed back to Pedri’s place where we hung out for a bit longer before I wanted to go back home and actually get some sleep. 

Of course Pablo came with me but I didn’t drop him off at his place we both went back to my apartment as now that he’s mine I don’t want to ever leave him. Luckily Pablo is just as clingy as I am because he was happy to stay the night despite both of us having things to do in the morning. As I was tired we both got straight into bed and I fell asleep pretty much straight away with Pablo cuddling me and playing with my hair. 

[fcknstar]

,, want you "

harryosborn x fem!reader

a.n : i actually couldnt find a gif that fits this story omfg. thought abt this at night. cooties ig. lmao my taglist

warnings : mentions of drinking, clubbing

**lowercase intended**

being family friends with harrys parents meant you had to face him 24/7. it was very cliche for you guys to get close and start playing childish games. but who were you to say when the good times end. 

“ what? mom, please tell me you are kidding. no, i am not showing harry around the campus! you already know that we are not that close anymore and i do not want to do anything with him. “ you had wished that what she said had been a joke. you were so glad to find out that you were finally away from harry after stepping foot in boarding school. but sure, you had to savor every moment you had left without harry. 

“ are you still angry about that small incident? cooties arent even real- “ 

“ mom! it very is okay? “ you huffed, your mother has never been so unsupportive towards you before. 

“ okay, okay. dont show harry around and ill take away your card- “

“ mom! i earned that.. okay fine. “ you smiled when an idea popped up into your mind.

“ i have eyes darling~ “ your mother ended the call, her last sentence serving you a reminder that she could have telepathic powers that meant she could read your mind.

the next few hours were unnerving, you were just getting prepared to see the face you dearly hated. walking back to your dorm, you were met with one of your friends, ace.

“ there you are darling ! i thought i had to flip the entire campus around to find you ! “ his heavy british accent soared through the empty halls.

“ dont need to exaggerate- “ your sentence had halted when you saw a head popping out the cornee. 

“ something wrong love? “ ace had caught onto you stare at a certain direction behind him. looking behind him, he was met with an obvious empty hall. 

“ yea, m fine. you were looking for me ? “ 

“ oh yea, i just wanted to ask if you wanted to accompany me to tonights party. you down? the group is coming, but not with me. but we are probably meeting up after. “ 

“ i..uhm yea sure why not. “ you smiled. you had just forgotten about the party that was a big thing in the campus as it was the only time the school let it slide. 

the next few hours you prepared for the party. you didnt want to overdress because no one will actually dress code you or even care about what you wore. so you just decided on a plain black slip om dress. 

walking in with ace, you were met with bodies jumping in hall where the party was held. 

" want to grab a drink? " you asked ace. 

" mhm, sure. then wanna get on the floor and lose your minds? " ace cheered on. ace was a very fun person to be with, he was always so welcoming and knew how to set the vibe. 

taking a drink from the table, you bumped into someone.

" so sorry about that, shes abit clumsy! " ace apologized. you seemingly were too stunned by how good looking the said guy was and wondered why you had never seen him before. 

" did you see that guy? hes so hot. " 

" now, you dont want to hook up with some guy you just met, hes new isnt it? " ace started swaying to the beat of the song. 

" never seen him before, so must be. " you continued dancing with the people around you, making jokes on the way. 

that was when you made eye contact with the same guy. he was watching you dance, watching the way your dress slid up higher and higher everytime you swayed more. he was enjoying the show that was very much free. 

noticing walking up to you, you braced yourself for what could eventually happen. ace saw the guy and you knew how protective ace was, gesturing that you were fine. 

the said guy began swaying his body against yours, dancing behind you. you didnt know whether you felt hot and restless because of the way your dress gripped tightly onto your curves or the way his hands were gripped onto your hips. 

you never really enjoyed physical touch if it meant romantically, but your body somehow allowed this. it was as if he understood the way your body worked, the way you worked. 

" fuck.. " you let out by accident, you didnt realise how hard he was when he flushed your body against him when someone nearly hit you.

" whats wrong darling? " his blue eyes piercing into your dark ones. 

you felt hot and had to get some relief at some point. 

" feeling tad bit hot, wanna go for a walk. " you let his hands drop and told ace where youd be if he wanted to find you. 

walking out of the hall, you rested your head against the brick wall, catching a breather. 

" fucking hell.. " you whispered, you hadnt felt this way for a long time and it killed you. 

" thought id find you here.. " the guy you just met broke you concentration. his deep voice would be able to make you cum on the spot. 

he advanced towards you, grabbing your chin to make you look at him. 

" you are even prettier now.. " you didnt care about what he said, not knowing by what he meant. you let your body move, face inching towards his. and then it happened, you were on your toes kissing a guy you thought you didnt know. he, obviously reciprocated it, but before it became anything more, you pulled away. 

" so sorry.. it just kind of happened- " 

you were cut off when his lips smashed into yours, you backing up until your back hit the wall. you felt his hands roam your waist to your bottom. you felt him tap your thigh, gesturing you to jump. and you did. oh how quick was he to catch you like a feather, pressing you against the wall. inching closer to you as if he was being squished by a nonexistent wall. his lips then latched onto your neck, your body jumped up slightly by the way he sucked onto your sweet, soft skin. it was as if he was waiting for this moment, waiting for the moment when you surrender yourself to him. 

he enjoyed the way your gripped onto him, while steadying your breath. you enjoyed the way he gripped you down onto him, the way he quickly found your vulnerable spot. a breathy moan was quick to erupt from you, indicating that you enjoyed every part of this. something in you wanted more of him. but you knew you had to stop before anything bad happened. 

" fuck.. thank you " it wa an awkward thing to say of course, but you didnt know what to do after he handled you in ways you craved more of. 

" pleasure. harry, harry osborn. " harry leaned against the wall next to you. 

no.. you heard that wrong. definitely. 

" hey, whats yours? " he asked, looking at you. the moonlight making it easier for you to look at him. 

" ( name. )  " you nodded. 

" oh i know.. i just wanted to know if you knew your name.. " he chuckled, walking away into the distance. 

you did not just do that… kissed harry? your childhood friend.. who gave you cooties? oh fuck. 

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[pastanest]

A/N: you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @bakedcrispss - thanks so much!! ♡

spoilers: set in season 4

Daryl Dixon x she/her!reader

What You Deserve

Singing was something you absolutely loved to do, so much so that you often found yourself doing it subconsciously. It wasnt unusual for people to walk over to wherever you were and finding you singing away to yourself. By no means were you the best, but it kept your spirits up, and it made other people happy too. You were quite surprised by the amount of people who would find you singing and would choose to stand and listen rather than interrupt you, they’d simply wait until you noticed their presence. It was a little frightening at first, but the fact you could provide a simple moment of joy to people in the midst of the apocalypse soon helped you grow comfortable with it.

More often than not, you start singing when doing everyday tasks. Admittedly, in the apocalypse “everyday tasks” arent usually the appropriate occasion for singing, so it’s only really when the group have found a place to stay that you’ve fallen back into your old habit. The prison does add a very nice echo to your voice.

You shake Judith’s formula in her bottle idly, standing with your back to the door as you prepared her bottle.

“Friday night and the lights are low, lookin’ out for a place to go.” The lyrics pass your lips at a volume that is by no means obnoxious, you arent really putting any effort in, it’s hardly a performance.

“Where they’ll play the right music, getting in the swing, you come to look for a-“ A sudden clattering against the floor makes you jump, and you turn to face it. Apparently you’d been so lost in your thoughts that you hadnt even heard the door open, because Daryl is standing in the doorway with his arms full, carrying a bag of metallic looking things. The culprit of the noise appeared to be one of the metal things that was now on the floor next to Daryl’s foot.

“Sorry.” He apologises awkwardly as he picks up the piece of pipe that had fallen from his bag. You smile at him.

“No harm done! You need any help?” You ask, gesturing to the bag he’s carrying and knowing there’s probably more where that came from, last time you saw him was the previous day when he’d left for a run.

“Naw, ‘s okay. Thanks though.” Daryl nods at you, adding sincerity to his already heartfelt words, and you nodded back at him. He starts walking towards the cells, but he stops and turns to you just before he reaches the doorway. “Wha’s that you were singin’?”

Your eyes widen and your cheeks flush pink, you hadnt thought that Daryl had been standing there long enough to hear you, let alone that he’d made an effort to listen.

“Uh, Abba.” You tell him, and he nods again.

“Thought so.” He answers, and you cross your arms, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Is Daryl Dixon an Abba fan? Well, I’ll be!” You tease, and he scoffs at you, a small playful smile on his face as he continues walking towards the cells.

Spinning back around, you pick Judith’s bottle up and head for Beth’s cell, knowing that’s where Judith will most likely be. On your way there, though, an idea pops into your head. An idea so utterly ridiculous, so out of place in the world today...you couldnt possibly resist. As you reach Beth’s cell, a bright smile has overtaken your face.

“What’s got you smilin’ so big?” Beth asks, amusement lacing her words as she rocks Judith.

“I need you and Maggie for a run.” You tell her simply as you pass her Judith’s bottle, and Beth’s eyes widen.

“When? For what?” She questions.

“In a few minutes, and for...something.” The look on your face is mischievous, and Beth cannot possibly argue with you. She sighs.

“I’ll have Carol watch Judith, I’ll go tell Daddy Im gonna be gone.” She says, and you squeal, stepping into her cell to hug her, very gently considering Judith is still in her arms.

When you try to leave the cell block to go and find Maggie, Daryl steps out of his cell and grabs your arm.

“You goin’ out for a run? You want some help?”

His concern for you makes your heart melt, and you choose not to address his eavesdropping because you can see how embarrassed he is about it from the look on his face, he just cares about you.

Shaking your head at him, you give him your warmest smile. “I’ll be back soon, try not to miss me too much, yeah?”

Daryl rolls his eyes and does his playful scoff at that, letting go of your arm and heading back into his cell, making you laugh as you jog out of the cell block.

“You need us both for a run right now?” Maggie asks you, completely perplexed by what you could possibly need.

Glenn stands beside her, frowning in confusion at his wife and her best friend. As if proving your relationship with her on the spot, you give her the eyes, telling her everything she needs to know. Maggie gasps, her hands raising to cover her mouth before she hugs you excitedly.

“Oh gosh, we’ve gotta go! Now!” She exclaims, giving the still confused Glenn a quick kiss before grabbing your hand and sprinting for the car, where Beth is waiting.

The drive to the closest town could not have felt longer, but as soon as you reached it, the three of you leapt from the car and started running to the first clothing store you could find. Noticing a sign on one of the walls, you point to it.

“Summer collection coming soon, so it’s gotta be in the store rooms still!”

Maggie and Beth nod, and the three of you head for the back of the store. After stabbing what looked like the remains of a member of staff in the temple, you were able to make it to the store rooms, and sure enough you found boxes of exactly what you were looking for: dresses. And, even better, ones that hadnt been on display, so they didnt have any blood stains!

Maggie secures the front of the store so that no walkers can sneak up any of you, and once that‘s done, you all pick out any dresses that you like and go to changing rooms to try them on. It was like a post-apocalyptic version of a coming of age movie! While you were there, you confessed your plan to your two best friends, and they both lost their minds. Part of you wanted to keep it a secret, but you had to tell them so that they could give you moral support, and also because they needed to help you pick a dress that was fit for the occasion. And as if the scene wasnt already like a movie, when you walked out in a particular summer dress your two best friends gasped dramatically and nodded, telling you that this was the right one. With that, the three of you piled back into the car with your new dresses. Naturally, you raided some of the other stores while you were there so that you could cover up what you were actually doing, and so the rest of the group didnt think dress shopping was a total waste of gas.

By the time you get back, the sun is setting. Daryl is with Carl at the gate, helping him open it. At the sight of him, you frown. Daryl doesnt have first watch tonight and he isnt talking to anyone in particular, why is he by the gate at all? His reasons are made very clear when you step out of the car and Daryl is running up to you.

“You alright? Anythin’ happen out there?” He asks, and you watch as his eyes check over you for injuries.

You’re somewhat avoiding eye contact because you hadnt been prepared for this immediate confrontation, and also the dresses are in bags in the trunk of the car, so Daryl could very easily find them if he looked.

“Im fine Daryl, really, nothing happened! Only ran into a couple of walkers, but we handled it.” You tell him, and he breathes a sigh of relief.

“Good. What’d ya get?” Daryl nods in the direction of the trunk, and you’re about to stop him when you see Beth and Maggie carrying the bags into the cell blocks already. Thank god.

“Oh, nothing really!” You answer Daryl’s question, and he frowns at you, definitely not believing you.

“You had to go out on a run real quick for nothin’?” His tone is a little accusing, it only makes you feel more guilty for not admitting the truth to him, but you cant!

“Yeah..?”

Daryl takes a moment to reply, and when he does it isnt a verbal one. He nods at you, but it isnt the kind, sincere nod he usually gives you. It’s the distant one, the slightly sad one. Before you can say anything else, he’s gone into the prison. He thinks that you’re deliberately not telling him because it isnt his business, and by extension he thinks that he’s been wrong about how close the two of you are and as a consequence he’s accidentally overstepped. You run your hands through your hair and lean against the car. You cant leave him in that state for the night.

After carrying the remaining supplies inside, you dart outside to the field to grab something before heading to Daryl’s cell. Since there’s no door, you have to verbalise.

“Knock knock.” You say quietly, and he doesnt respond, which you expect.

Pushing the curtain back slightly, you step into Daryl’s cell gingerly, to find him sitting on his bunk going through the bag of metal he’d had earlier, which you now recognise to be car parts. He doesnt look up at you as you enter, he’s doing his best to act like he doesnt even know you’re there.

“I cant tell you what I got on the run today, but you will find out soon, I promise. Forgive me?” You ask, holding out the small bunch of flowers you’d just picked for him.

Daryl side-eyes the flowers, then his eyes glance up to meet yours, and his gaze visibly softens.

“Alright, yer forgiven. Aint my business anyway, I should be the one askin’ you to forgive me.” He admits bashfully as he shyly takes the flowers from you and places them on a small cloth on top of a table next to his bunk.

You shake your head and sit down on his bunk beside him. “You know I’d usually tell you, we’re best friends. This time you’ve just gotta hold on a little before knowing. Do you think you can handle that?” You ask as you rest your head on Daryl’s shoulder.

He nods, but doesnt say anything. You can tell that the physical contact has shocked him, it does whenever you have the confidence to give him affection. Still, you dont want to make him uncomfortable, so after a minute or so you rise to your feet.

“Night, Dixon.” You say to him as you look over your shoulder, and he smiles after you.

“Sweet dreams.”

The following morning, you are pacing the length of the cell block while Beth and Maggie try to calm you down.

“You can do this, (Y/N), it’ll be perfect!” Beth encourages.

Maggie nods. “He wont be able to resist!”

You sigh and straighten out your dress as you turn to them. “Do I look okay?”

They both nod viciously and approach you, showering you with compliments. After Daryl wished you sweet dreams last night, you did anything but that. You were tossing and turning with nerves, and this morning you’re a million times worse.

“And Rick definitely knows?” You ask, glancing between Beth and Maggie, who both nod again, and you start taking deep breaths.

“Okay, okay, I’ve got this.” You tell yourself.

“We’ll help you if you get nervous!” Beth says, and Maggie agrees, both of them taking ahold of one of your hands as the three of you head out of the prison.

“DARYL DIXON!” You call.

Daryl’s eyes leave Rick, who had thankfully stuck to the plan and kept Daryl standing with him and talking in the middle of the prison field. When his eyes land on you, even from a distance you see his entire body react to the sight of you. The flowery, flowing summer dress you were wearing that hung off your shoulders was definitely the right plan.

“Yeah?” Daryl calls back, but you’re closer now, so he doesnt need to yell quite like you did.

“I have something to tell you!” You announce.

Daryl glances around as the rest of the group gathers. Oh dear, Rick must’ve passed on the news.

“What?” Daryl asks you.

“I’ve never been much good at talking, so I figured there was another way I could do this.” You clear your throat and straighten your dress again, feeling Maggie and Beth’s comforting presence behind you, as well as Daryl’s eyes burning into you. Here goes.

“Honey, honey, how you thrill me, aha, honey, honey.” Your voice is much quieter than it usually is, but this is a proper performance, and you are very nervous.

“Honey, honey, nearly kill me, aha, honey, honey...” You start to rapidly lose confidence, but Beth and Maggie lean forward and start the next line with you in support.

“I'd heard about you before.” They let you carry on after that, since you get back on track.

“I wanted to know some more.” Your eyes meet Daryl’s again, and he is beyond flustered. You cant tell if it’s because he knows the song or if it’s because you’re literally serenading him, probably both.

“And now I know what they mean, you're a love machiiiiine, oh, you make me dizzy!” You smile at him, and his cheeks are enflamed, he shuffles from foot to foot and avoids your eyes briefly.

“Honey, honey, let me feel it, aha, honey, honey.” You cover your face with your hands as you sing that line and the group laughs, realising just how sexual that line sounds.

And that isnt the only time the lyrics force you to hide away shyly. Later on in the same verse, your face is covered by your hands again.

“Honey, honey, touch me baby, aha, honey, honey...Honey, honey, hold me baby, aha, honey, honey.” It’s only after this line that you’re able to peak through your fingers at Daryl, who seems to be far more comfortable now that you are the one that’s shy. With that in mind, you drop your hands from your face and beam at him.

“You look like a movie star, but I like just who you are.” You sing, and Daryl’s hands fumble with his jacket.

“And honey, to say the least, you're a dog-gone beast.” You wink at him, causing the group to cheer.

“Honey, honey, how you thrill me, aha, honey, honey. Honey, honey, nearly kill me, aha, honey, honey. I'd heard about you before...” The song starts to slow, and you emphasise the words you’re singing by taking equally slow steps towards Daryl as you sing.

“I wanted to know some more, now I'm about to see what you mean to me.” You bite your lip as you look up at him.

“Did I get my point across?” You ask him, sounding way too casual for someone who just serenaded him.

“Uh, yah, I’d say so.” Daryl answers, his voice a little hoarse.

“Good. No hard feelings if you dont feel the same, I’ll give you some time to think, come talk to me later when we dont have an audience!” Without another word, you skip away from him, the group cheering and applauding you as Maggie and Beth pull you into a proud hug, assisting you in walking back to the prison since your legs arent the most stable after that.

By the time Daryl has come to terms with what you did, you’re back in the cell block, up on the second floor rocking Judith. Daryl knows that’s exactly what you’re doing because as soon as he enters the cell block, he can hear you singing again, but much quieter than before. He follows the sound of your voice, and sure enough, you’re smiling down at Judith as you sing to her.

“Chiquitita, you and I cry, but the sun is still in the sky and shining above you. Let me hear you sing once more like you did before, sing a new song, Chiquitita.”

Daryl stands at the foot of the stairs and listens for a little while, letting your voice hypnotise him until the urge to be at your side is too strong to fight. He ascends the staircase quietly, not wanting to make you jump again, but somehow you sense his presence. You turn to smile at him as soon as he’s at the top of the stairs with you.

“Hey.” You greet him softly, rocking the now sleeping Judith as you walk her over to her makeshift cardboard box crib.

“You look real pretty in that dress, y’know.” Daryl says, his voice quiet both out of nervousness and consideration for the little ass kicker who’s snoozing in the corner.

Your smile widens, your cheeks flushing pink as you cast your gaze down, leaning against the wall. “Thank you.”

Daryl cant hold back his curiosity any longer. “Why’d you do it...in front of everyone?”

It takes a second for your confidence to return to you after his compliment, but as soon as it does you meet his eyes again. “If Im willing to literally serenade you, risking humiliating myself when you inevitably reject me, there’s no way you can doubt how I feel about you. I think you deserve to be loved proudly, Daryl, and Im in no way embarrassed or ashamed by my feelings towards you.” You admit, your voice completely even because despite being nervous, you couldnt be more honest in what you’re saying.

Daryl nods slowly, and comfortable silence ensues for a moment, until he speaks up again. “Interestin’ that you got shy singin’ about wantin’ me to touch you, but you could wink at me when callin’ me a ‘beast’.” His boldness truly shocks you, and you struggle to reply for a second.

You blink rapidly. “Well, yeah.”

“Why?” He asks.

“Everyone is fully aware you’re a sexy beast Daryl, I have no reason to get shy over gospel truths.” You explain, and Daryl scoffs. “Are you gonna change the conversation topic again to try and deflect my compliments?” You question, and this time he meets your eyes with a fiery expression.

“Aint used to it is all.” He spits, a little more aggressive than he meant to.

“Im always complimenting you!” You retort.

“Yeah, but ‘s different now, you know that.” He tells you, and you nod.

“The same can be said for your compliments, but I dont deflect them.” You reply, and Daryl shakes his head, avoiding eye contact with you.

“Naw, my compliments have always meant the same.” He admits

“What are you saying, Daryl?” You ask, but he shakes his head again.

“I cant sing, but ‘m no good at talkin’ neither, how am I meant to do this?” Daryl’s visibly struggling, he’s fidgeting with discomfort, wiping his palms on his jeans, and you can see he wants to tell you, but he cant.

You take the few steps necessary to reach him, and you gently hold one of his hands, forcing him to look at you in his shock response to physical affection. Smiling up at him, you give him one simple request.

“Kiss me?”

Daryl’s eyes darken at your words, his gaze darting from your lips to your eyes. He leans in ever so slowly, and when he decides to speak again, he’s so close to you that his lips brush yours as he talks.

“Now, that I can do.”

Daryl kisses you so softly, his hand letting go of yours to move to the small of your back, the other holding the side of your face, cradling you with so much care. He’s holding you like you’re made of glass, or the most precious, delicate gem that he’s so terrified of breaking. He pulls away briefly, the hand that’s holding your face tucks some hair behind your ear.

“You really meant what you said? I mean, sang?” Daryl fumbles, and you nod, grinning up at him.

“Every word, honey.”

This time, you lean up to kiss him, and if everything you’d done today wasnt enough, Daryl’s heart was on the brink of exploding. Here he was, being kissed by his dream girl, the love of his life, after she’d gone out and risked her life to get a pretty dress so that she could sing him an Abba song in the middle of the end of the world. Daryl Dixon may have angel wings on his back most of the time, but the only angel he’d ever known was the one that stole his heart, and he was forever grateful that in return, you gave him yours.