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Seventeen as dads part 3 (All members)

I am so obsessed with this series, I’m weak for dad!seventeen More dad!SVT and other fics on Seventeen Masterlist <3 Genre: FLUFF

→Choi seungcheol

"Will you help dada fix the showerhead?" Seungcheol asks your first born daughter, Siah. Seungcheol was in the bathroom being stubborn that he could fix the showered in the bathroom himself. Your 2 foot high daughter leans on the door frame looking up at her father.

She nods as her dad asks her to help.

"Can you hand me that wrench?"

"Wench?" she repeats wrongly.

"W - RENCH" cheol corrects her again.

"This one?" she points her little finger to every tool in the box and finally gets to the one he wanted. Cheol was very patient with her. He believed in her, it helped built her confidence too.

She handed her dad the wrench.

Cheol did some pushing and pulling, meanwhile siah really wanted hands on experience in this plumbing apprenticeship.

"How are my two star plumbers doing?" you ask walking into the bathroom to see what trouble these two were up to.

Cheol now had Siah on his shoulder while she played with the showerhead acting like she was helping fix it.

"We're almost done, my associate here is new so she's a bit confused" he says pointing to her daughter on him.

Suddenly there is a 'thak" sound and water comes down pouring on cheols face.

You burst out laughing.

“What are you laughing at?” He asks playfully and pulls you into the shower area so now you’re also soaked. This is responded with some sqeals and squeaks.

“Never calling this plumber duo again” you say laughing.

“Well the plumber duo loves you” he says with a cheesy smile and takes siah off his shoulder to bring her between the two of you, now shes soaked too.

→Yoon Jeonghan

"Stop pushing our kid into the pool" you say giggling as Jeonghan playfully throws your 5 year old son, Hyun woo into the water.

Hyung woo hated the water when he was younger, especially the sea. But now it's a mammoth task to get him out of the pool.

"Again! Again!" Hyun woo screams while you could see jeonghan's energy battery running low.

"He'd make you do this all day" you say sitting poolside, reading a book.

"That's all, that's enough" Jeonghan says and pulls Hyun woo out of the pool, now comes the tantrum. Jeonghan uses the last of his power to pull his son out of the pool and airplane him to where you are sitting. He dropped your tantrum throwing son on you. He made you scoot in the small pool chair and stuck close to you, putting his head on your shoulder, boy was he exhausted.

"Does your battery have enough power to pass me the sunscreen?" you playfully ask him.

"There's always a reserve battery for you my love" he says and also gives you a complimentary peck on the shoulder before he retracted to the same position as before.

→Hong Joshua

There was chaos in the Hong Residence as two boys, Dojoon 7 and taehyun 5, run around yelling and screaming. Two hyperactive boys were definitely a lot to handle.

"Boys, Boys!" Joshua claps his hand to get their attention.

"I have a mission for you"

their eyes light up and Joshua has their full attention. They loved missions, they recently got into spy movies and when they hear the word mission, they snap into their alter ego, little spies.

"Dojoon's mission is to clear up your toys on the floor and Taehyun's mission is to bring all the clothes from the dryer to the living room then mom and I will teach you how to fold laundry" he recites all the tasks. You loved doing chores as a family, it was possible on the weekends and you thought the boys would learn how to do things. It was the easiest way.

The kids rush to do their chores and the first one to finish was the elder one. This made the younger one upset, he came crying to you. The two boys are very competitive.

You end up giving them both some cookies. The calmed Taehyun down.

“We need to get them off cookies”

“Just this once please” you tell your husband pulling a cute puppy face. The boys loved cookies and it was easier to calm them down that way. Joshua hates it.

“Last time, promise?”

“Promise” you say pecking his cheek.

→Moon JunHui

“Noo I don’t want to, what if I hurts, and you flush it away”

“You want to keep it?”

Your son nods.

Your 2 and a half year old son is sobbing on his potty chair, not pooping because he thinks its a part of his body and he’s going to lose an arm if he poops.

You knew if was something Jun might’ve told him so you call him over.

“Hes not letting me flush his poop, he thinks we can raise it” you explain to jun sighing.

Jun ends up laughing at this.

“Please?” Your son asks in a small timid voice.

“Its going to start stinking baby”

“It already does” Jun chimes in.

“Caterpillar”

“You think its a caterpillar?” Jun asks and your son nods.

“Its just rubbish, it goes into the dustbin, the toilet is the poop dustbin.” Jun tells his son.

After half and hour of discussion, your son was finally ready to let it go.

“Where is he learning all this?” Jun comments in general.

“Are you sure its not you?” You ask playfully.

“No wayyy!” He says clearly lying.

“You’re lucky we didn’t have to raise his poop”

→Kwon Hoshi

"Appa, I'm going to fall, I'm going to fall" you 6 year old son, Ji ho screams at the top of his lungs. Both the tigers are very loud, it took you some time to get used to. You literally gave birth to a Soonyoung junior. They're too similar. So they clash a lot.

“I haven’t even let go, stop screaming”

“Appa appa!” The little boy screams and goes down the small hill at the park.

“Don’t look back, look ahead, you’re doing it”

“Im going to hate you if you let go!” Your son screams at your husband.

Knowing your husband, he definitely let go and you hear your sons screams again.

“Appa i hate you!”

“You’ll never learn if i don’t let go, you want me to hold the back all the way to school? Whats the point of riding?” Hoshi scolds him.

Your son comes running to where you were sitting and he takes his shoes off to sit on the blanket.

“Appa is not trust worthy”

“You’ll thank me one day!” Soonyoung says and plops himself next to you on the picnic blanket, putting his head on your lap.

Your son joins him and now the two boys were playfully fighting to keep their heads on your lap.

“She’s my mom!” Jiho tells his dad to grt off of you. All this makes you giggle.

“Shes my wife! Get your own wife!” Soonyoung tells him off playfully.

“Im 6!” Your son exclaims.

→ Jeon Wonwoo

“See, now if I move my piece 4 places, I catch one of yours, so you take it back to your house” wonwoo explains to your 5 year old daughter.

She was suddenly on the verge of tears when her dad captured her piece in a game of ludo. She clearly hated losing.

“Appa is cheating!” She kicks her feet in annoyance.

“Thats the rules” Wonwoo says very logically defending himself from a 5 year old. It was hilarious to watch.

“She’s 5! Let her win” you say from the couch shile you watch the two cuties play ludo on your living room floor.

“She’s going to become a brat if I let her win” wonwoo comes back to you with more logic. Hes not wrong but once?

“Just let her win once!” You ask him again. He shakes his head.

“Come here, you and me, we’ll be one team” you say as you slide down the couch on to the floor.

Your daughter calms down a little while she sits on your lap. “Lets make daddy lose” she says and rolls the die again.

You very strategically play and capture 2 of wonwoos pieces in the next 3 rolls. Your daughter was happy now and wonwoo was stressed.

“Yes! We won! Daddy lost!” She sticks her tongue out at Wonwoo.

“See? This is what I meant” he says and bites his lower lip acting like he’s angry about the gesture.

You giggle at your cute husband.

→ Lee Jihoon

“Im going to throw it now, eyes on the ball okay?” Jihoon tells his 6 year old daughter who is wearing a hand glove thats bigger than her face. It was cute to watch.

You could see them through the living room window where you sat to read a book.

Jihoon makes the first throw that goes over the little ones head.

Her eyes follow the ball like her dad asked her to.

“Its too high”

“Jump to catch it” he teaches her but she groans.

“Just throw me a ball I can catch”

“Jump jump” he repeats stubbornly throwing another ball over her head.

She hates running to get the ball. This time she makes it her mission to make her dad run and get the ball. She throws the ball full swing and it hits jihoon right where the sun don’t sun.

You burst out in laughter watching the love of your life fall to the ground and groan in pain.

“Thats it for the day” he says between the pain and finally gathers himself enough to come back to the living room.

“That was some revenge shot”

“Our daughter is very powerful” he says remembering the pain and almost wincing again just at the thought.

“Im sure she takes after you honey” you smile at him.

→ Xu Minghao

Your younger daughter and your husband, Minghao, were standing in front of the bathroom mirror.

Minghao lost a bet yesterday about something silly and the punishment was to make your daughter hair. It was punishment because your daughter hated it when someone touches her hair or brushed it. It's a recent development. She would throw tantrums and it was just difficult.

It was minghao's first time touching her hair and he was visibly nervous too. He didn't want to hurt his little princess. Understandably.

"What do you want me to do today, princess?" he says hovering his hand over her hair, not sure where to put it.

"I don't want to!!" here it starts.

Minghao gets down to her level on his knees to talk to her. That's how he gets everyone. He has a way with words. A smooth talker you fell for.

"Why not?"

"It hurts"

"Daddy will do it softly, very very softly, and we stop the second you feel hurt okay?" he explains to her and try to touch her hair again.

He does it so softly like even the slightly touch would hurt his daughter.

"Ah" your daughter lets out a yell and Hao begins to inspect that area softly pushing hair away so he can see.

"Look, she has a rash"

she was not throwing a tantrum. She really was hurt, it made you feel horrible. you immediately apologise to her and bring some ointment for it.

"I'll brush it softly okay? so the knots are out" he tells her before he continues. She trusts him, you trust him.

You take some ointment out to put on her but she refuses.

"I want daddy to do it" she says and you nod understandingly.

He helps her with the ointment and your daughter finally has brushed hair. She hops away happily while you watch.

"I can't believe I missed it"

"It's normal, don't worry" he reassures you.

"This wasn't even punishment, she loves you doing her hair" you complain and he chuckles.

"Want me to do your hair?"

"Only if you do it as softly"

"Always"

→ Kim Mingyu

Kim mingyu, your husband of 5 years was working out in his work out room, he made a area attached to the living room a work out area so he didn't have to go to the gym, but occasionally still sometimes ends up going to socialise with friends while he exercises.

He had become much more of an exercise person once Bora was born cause he wanted to be as energetic with her as possible. He wasn't ready for his body giving up if he had to play with Bora or worse save her life.

You were passing by his work out area with the laundry basket but watching him working out your feet stopped and you ended up staring at him.

"What are you looking at?" his voice snaps you out of your staring.

"Huh?"

He smirks and you throw a sock at him at shut him up. If you stared longer you would've drooled physically.

You watch Bora's little legs run to her dad.

"Hello, to you too!" you say sarcastically and playfully as your daughter ignored you. Bora found Mingyu's gym contraptions very fascinating. She might be into exercising too. She loves being active.

Bora climbs her dad and somehow gets to his shoulders. What a total monkey. Only her tail is missing.

He ends up doing chin ups with bora on his back, no idea how he is this strong, but you were glad that he is.

while you come back to the living room with dry clothes to fold you see mingyu doing push ups with Bora on the floor.

"You're too sweaty" she screams as Mingyu's seat drops on Bora who was under him, every time he came down he would shower bora with kisses as she counted.

It was the sweetest thing to watch.

"I'm done, you can stop staring"

oh the things you would do to wipe that smirk off his face, right now all you could do was throw a dry towel to his sweaty face.

→ Lee Dokyeom

"What is this you do daddy?" the little girl asks her dad while he puts on multiple toner pads on his face.

Since it was a Sunday, dokyeom scattered all his skincare on the living room floor, ready with a bare face to pamper his.

"This is for my skin, so it's soft and pretty, like yours" he explains to her while she listens intently.

"My skin is soft and pretty?"

"of course it is, because you're a baby"

"I'm a big girl, I want to do this too" she whines a little. You overhear this conversation.

"should I cut you some cucumbers to put on your eyes?"

You take your child to the kitchen and she watches you cut some thin slices of cucumber, she was very excited. She ends up taking the plate to her dad rushing to be a part of this salon play.

You follow her out while she lays on the floor next to her dad. You sit by her feet and suddenly DK starts a salon skit.

"Hello Ma'am, what would you like today?"

"Cucumbers" she responds cutely.

DK places the cool cucumbers on her eyes that make her shiver.

"Would you also like a foot massage ma'am?" you ask her as you rub her feet. You hadn't done this since she was a little baby. It brought back memories and how much she had grown.

Your daughter, meanwhile is busy munching on the cucumber she's supposed to have over her eyes.

"Hey, are you just eating it!" DK scolds her playfully.

She giggles in response. Her giggles are the most adorable sound.

Between the massage and the cucumber facials, your daughter falls asleep in the middle of the both of you. DK slides his butt to sit next to you. You subconsciously put your head on his shoulder.

"She's growing up too fast, I don't like it"

"Wait for the day she says 'I don't need you' I'm going to start bawling my eyes out" DK says and a visual of him doing that dramatically flashes in your head that makes you giggle.

"I'll be right next to you probably also sobbing my eyes out" you mention and he gives you the sweetest smile.

→Boo Seungkwan

Your husband was pacing back and forth with your 2 year old son in his arms trying to get him to go to bed. It was 11pm already, way past his bed time, but you just couldn't get him to sleep.

It had become practice that Seungkwan sings him a soft lullaby and some walking in his father's arms knocks him right out.

You saw him whispering a song and couldn't help but hum it yourself while you put away all the toys he played with today so they don't poke your feet in the morning.

Your humming perked his eyes and seungkwan gave you a side eye for waking his baby up, you mouth a sorry.

"Mommy's here?" you wakes up to find you. He never gets to see you in the night because you come home late from work.

He immediately wants to come to you, you take him for a second say hi give him some kisses and give him back to seungkwan, despite all his whining, sleepy whining.

You pat seungkwan's back as a 'best dad' pat and move on to the toys on the living room.

→Choi Vernon

You were surrounded by paper and scissors and scrap paper. Your kindergarten going son, Derek had a project at school to make a jar full of cranes to bring to class.

Of course, a child's project is the whole house's project. Now, it was you, Vernon and Derek Sunday afternoon, making a jar full of cranes.

You were teaching Derek how to make a paper crane and the folds were too tough for a 3 year old.

Vernon folded one crane a little too big and filled the entire jar.

"Tada! We're done!" he announces clearly with so much space left.

Derek giggles. "No daddy, there is so much left"

"No look? It's all done, one big crane fits the jar, just tell your teacher that" he jokes with him.

It makes you giggle too.

You end up having a nice family bonding time when you do arts and crafts with Derek.

→Lee Chan

“The same one?”

Your daughter nods.

Your daughter, 5, has been asking for the same story about the elephant and the ant for the 100th time. She only sleeps once shes heard that story.

Chan can recite that story in his sleep. Its the same thing over and over. Your daughter could finish his sentences at this point. Once the story was done, Chan tucks her in and turns the light off.

“How can I forget?” Chan pretends to gasp and showers your daughters face with kisses.

Your daughter wipes her face.

“Don’t do that, Im a big girl now”

“Okay okay” He says and shuts the door, it does break his heart a little bit.

He comes to you looking a little mopey.

“Is she in bed?” You ask your husband. “Yeah” he says and comes to cuddle you.

“She said she doesn’t want to be tucked in with kisses anymore” he mutters. You run your fingers through his hair. “She’s growing up a little too fast, I don’t like it” he pouts.

“She’ll always be your little girl” you tell him.

“Always”

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pearlsinmyhair · 1 year ago

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kinktober day three - mirror sex

aemond targaryen

content: rough sex. established relationship (married). liberal use of ‘wife’ and ‘husband’. in my mind, aemond doesn’t use ‘wife’ in a condescending way but more as a term of endearment. that is, until he needs to take your attitude down a notch. brat tamer!aemond. smut starts after the “ - “. use of high valyrian (valzyrys: husband, abrazyrys: wife). unprotected sex.

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You should have known better than to test your husband.

“Y/n, we are expected for dinner. My family isn’t going to notice which necklace you’re wearing, no matter how much you fuss with it.”

“But i’ll notice, Aemond, and that is enough.” you calmly replied from your place in front of the full length mirror, meeting Aemond’s gaze in the reflection.

You were currently trying on the sixth necklace, still contemplating if silver or gold went with the deep sapphire of your dress, or if it was the gemstones themselves that were throwing you off. Aemond had insisted that they all looked wonderful on you, which had been of no help whatsoever.

And Aemond, who was usually patient, was growing irritated. He didn’t mind when you talked back to him. As a matter of fact, he enjoyed it. Almost as much as he enjoyed putting you in your place in your shared bed after the fact.

But you had places to be, and Aemond was eager to get you away from the damned mirror and to the dinner table where his mother and siblings awaited him, lest he get scolded for being late.

Aegon would never let him forget it if his drunk brother got there before him, and Aemond didn’t honestly know if he could resist strangling him.

But the last straw, the last damned straw, was when you paused in front of the mirror and stared.

“Wife.” he said curtly. “Can we please proceed to the dining hall now?”

And you just smirked and asked “Can I not admire myself for a moment, Husband?”

He had dissapeared from your sight then, before materializing once more at your shoulder, his doublet gone to reveal the black shirt he wore underneath. You shivered as his fingers found the nape of your neck, toying with the necklace.

You had foolishly thought he was adjusting it for you, as he often did before you two left your room for your duties at court.

That is, until he unlatched the clasp and let the necklace drop to the floor.

The thump of it made you meet eyes with Aemond once more, and a shiver ran down your spine at the heat behind his eye.

“What about dinner, valzyrys?” you asked, voice barely above a whisper

“I’m afraid that we are no longer attending, abrazyrys.” he said, his own voice low and rumbling as his fingers found the ribbon of your dress laces and unknotted the ties.

The hand on the back of your neck tightened, shoving your face into the sheets, and you bit the satin to hide your scream as Aemond rammed into you again.

“None of that, sweet thing. I want to hear you.” your husband hissed as his hand moved to grip your hair, pulling your head up and away from the bed. The arch of your back gave him a new angle, and you sqealed when the head of his cock repeatedly bullied your insides.

You could practically hear the smile in his voice as he spoke through grunts. “Such a pretty voice you have, wife. You can’t blame me for wanting to hear you sing.”

Two orgasms ago you would have said something witty, or maybe even tried to switch positions to knock him of his high horse. But by now your legs trembled and your hips were thoroughly bruised, with no sign of Aemond letting up anytime soon.

He placed his chin on your shoulder, pulling you further back against him as he thrusted up into you. “Look at you, y/n. Look at yourself while I fuck you until you cannot speak. Until you cannot think.”

You lifted your gaze to find your reflection, startled at the sight of your own body pulled back against Aemond’s, your breasts bouncing with each rough thrust of his cock into your dripping pussy.

You moaned again, trying to turn your head from the sight as your face burned with embarrassment and arousal. But Aemond’s hand caught your chin, carefully forcing you to watch you come undone.

“You wanted to admire yourself, wife. So admire yourself as you cum on my cock.”

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an: and then he got you some water and food and desert and gave you a bath and showered you with kisses 😌

taglist: @rainbowsocks @belladonna-is-alive @ginger23 @katcaron @coffie-witch

#kinktober 2023 #aemond targaryen x reader smut #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen #house of the dragon #fire and blood #where are my aemond girlies at

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ajshabsxxwife · 5 months ago

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i need ur finest sharky smut please.

Don’t let Kenny know.. -Sharky

i am so very sorry. this has took me ages to write but yet its still short. (blame my small vocabulary)

warnings: smut, no plot, oral (male receiving), little bit of praising ig, cheating.

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Sharkys head rolled backwards as you wrapped your lips around his tip, hallowing your cheeks as you sucked on it.

“fuck.. y/n..” he moaned quietly. You took as much as you could. “S-so good..” he whimpered.

Spit started dribbling down your lips as you sucked his cock, he was tempted to just make a make-shift ponytail and face fuck you but those thoughts quickly went away as your tongue went down a prominent vein going down his shaft.

“Don’t stop. F-FUCK.” he groaned, he looked down at you, you staring right back at him as his tip hit the back of your throat.

He decided that he couldn’t resist it anymore and thrusted into your throat. You gagged and pulled away.

“What’s wrong, princess?” He asked innocently. “Gag reflex.” You frowned slightly.

His hand made contact with your cheek as he softly coressed it, his thumb wiping your lips.

You quite happily took his thumb into your mouth. He pressed his thumb flat against your tongue.

You wrapped your tongue around it and softly sucked if.

“Fuck..” he groaned as he took his thumb out. “You think your ready for my cock inside your little pussy, sweetheart?” he softly spoke as if you would get scared if he spoke louder.

“Mhm..” You hummed.

He manhandled you onto the bed as you sqealed, excited for what is about to happen.

He tore your soaking panties off, gliding his thumb through your wet folds. “You sure you’re ready?” He whispers.

“Please, sharky. I have been craving your cock for fucking ages.” You begged. Just as you finished what you said, he slammed his 7 incher inside you. “Oh.. fuck” you whine.

“So wet, all for me.” He groans as he drills into you.

“K-keep going..” You cry out.

You cling onto his shoulders, your nails gliding down his back as he slams into your small pussy. “Sharky!” You scream his name as you cum all over his cock.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m almost there..” he leans down and sucks hickeys on your neck.

“Too.. much.” You whine.

His thrusts begin to get sloppy as he grips onto your thighs for support, his fingertips creating small bruises.

“Can I cum inside?” He whimpers. “Ye- yea..” You moan out.

As sharky moans out your name you can feel his hot seed fill you. He carefully pulls out and lays down next to you.

“We can not let Kenny know about this..” You pant out.

“He will never talk to me again if he finds out I fucked his girl.” He replys…

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Didn’t really know how to end this sooo… plot twist ig?

#sharky x reader #smut #beta squad #king kenny #cheating

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honnelander · 1 year ago

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Go Fish is making me weak at the knees! I hope you're going to write more for it, it's so soft and sweet 😍

Thank you for writing such a lovely work, the Austen scene when he's paying rapt attention? *sqeals*

lol I’m so glad you’re loving it so much!! 🤭🥰 if I’m anything, I’m a slow burn soft romantic girlie at heart. i live for the moments of slow burn and sweetness 😮‍💨🤌🏼 (and it looks like a lot of you guys feel the same 🤭)

and yes, i definitely will write more for that series. i have some ideas myself and i got some really great suggestions that i know exactly how i want to write them so stay tuned! 👀

i love that you loved that Jane Austen scene 🤭 i was blushing writing that scene myself bc of course Sanji would hang off of every word reader is saying 🥹 (especially when she’s revealing a part of herself, no matter how small)

#asks #once again- thank YOU for your support 😭🫶🏼#y’all are making this so much fun for me #and here I was thinking only a few of you would like my initial oneshot #as for the requests I’ve gotten- I’ve seen them and will get to them when I can 🥹#i don’t want to answer the asks/post them without having the requested work complete bc i know I’ll end up forgetting #idiots in love #mutual pining #go fish! au #yeah idk I’m still working a title/tag for this

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karmacomesaround · 1 year ago

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KARMA

*throws even more positivity*

WHAT IS FIVE THINGS THAT MAKE YOU SO HAPPY YOU START TO SQEAL AND SCREEM JUMPING AND ALL THAT SHIT

(My dog Bruknė, she’s wonderful)

OH MY-

YOUR DOGGO SO SILLY 🫵

Uh uh when someone I follow likes my stuff

When something I’m reading (FANFICTION) gets good

When someone mentions me or draws me

Uhhh when my friends send me stuff cause they know I like it

And uhhmm SILLY NINJA TURTLES

#asks and stuff #AHHHH THE POSITIVITY #ITS TOO MUCHHH-#YIPPEE #YOUR DOGGO IS EPIC

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imagine-a-life-like-this · 2 years ago

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HI DARLINGGGG-

SO SORRY TO ASK, BUT WHAT APP(S) DO U USE TO MAKE FAKE TEXTS?? I REALLY NEED IT BC IM WORKING ON A SUMMER PROJECT AND TO GET THE BEST GRADE IM GOING ALL OUT (yes, I’m going to write a fanfic story and YES THE ML IS SEUNGMIN 🤧🤧) idk if my teacher can take all the suffering- my friends were YELLING and SQEALING when they heard my plans 😭😭

Tysm bby 😭🫶💓

- 🍵 ANON

HIII SWEETHEART 🥰🥰🥰

I use MeMi Message to make all my fake texts. And TwiNote for twitter !!!

I am also low key squealing because main lead Seungmin 🥰🥰🥰🥰 I love it already !!! 💕💕💕💕💕

Good luck ! I hope you get the best grade 😘

#ask #🍵 anon

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tearstoshed4ever · 11 months ago

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They held each other close, crying and comforting each other as best they could. Emily was quite confused and concerned when she returned

her own tears and sorrow forgetten for a moment

um did i miss something

she sniffled

wiping her eyes

sitting down on the bed

"oh nothing. Just us crying because you broke out hearts. Don't worry about it." Maggot sobbed.

what how the hell did i that

emily gasped

suddly her own problems seemed silly

Jul 6, 2021 9:40 PM

how the hell did i break your hearts

"You don't want us that's how! We're not good enough to be your family! You prefer the living one upstairs!" Maggot snapped. "Maggot! There's no need to be so harsh with her. Emily's made her choices. We have to stand by her, even... even if it hurts!" Widow wailed, breaking into a fit of sobs.

suddenly everything clicked into place

omg this is because of what i said before i left isnt it

emily gasped feeling her own heart break with remorese

Jul 6, 2021 11:46 PM

fresh tears pooled n her eyes

Jul 7, 2021 1:28 AM

God I fucking hate myself right now

She wailed tears flooding down her cheeks

I was so focused on my pain

And how fuckedup my sic is

That I fuckedup even more and hurt the ones who mean the most to me

She picked them up and settled them in the crooks of her neck and hugged them hard

Of course I want you

As my family

I always have

U were there for me through everything

I can’t think of A better family

I did not mean to make u feel like u weren’t good enough

Or that I love my living family more

Cause it’s not true

I love you both as much as I love them

I’ve been lonesome and depressed but that’s no excuse for what I did

Taking it out on u

I’ve been a spoiled selfish ungrateful bitch

And I’m so sorry

Can you ever forgive me

She wept rocking them gently as her tears splashed down on there heads

Jul 7, 2021 6:10 AM

she was surpsed at how little she sounded like herself

these weremore like the things lydia wouldve said

but she didnt regret them for she knew they were true

Jul 7, 2021 6:30 PM

"Of course we can, Emmy. We love you."widow sniffled, managing a smile through her tears. "Just don't be so god-damned selfish next time." Maggot said, squeezing her arm.

emily smiled back and dryed there tears with her hair

ill try not to be

i love u both to

now im guessing u want to know what u missed

"G-good. We love you too," maggot said, trying not to cry anymore but he was so happy Emily wanted to be their family.

maggot if u want to cry some more go ahead

emily said gently

seeing the tears in his eyes

"Okay!" He said, bursting into tears. His eyes were like geyes, shooting water out. Emily was surprised that his little body contained so much

*geysers

and i thought i cried alot

she thought

rocking him

well at least its naruel for him to be able to cry unlike me

for me its weird

no i cant think about that anymore

or at least not anymore today

she hugged him tighter her hair getting thohly soaked in his tears

"O-Okay. Okay. Gotta stop crying. I look like a total wuss. This is what you've done to me, Emmy. I'm a big crybaby now..." Maggot said, heaving big heavy breaths as he tried to calm himself

emily chuckled

darling your nether of those things

your just kindhearted and setvie

which is the kind of man i want to marry

if any ones the crybaby its me

but yea u do need to stop before u make yourself sick

your eyes are all red swollon and bloodshot

she dryed his tears with her hair

Jul 7, 2021 9:49 PM

were those happy tears

she asked even though she already knew

on one hand she hated to see anyone cry partuctly her loved ones

Jul 8, 2021 1:33 AM

but on the other hand maggot was such a tough nut to crack

that it was nice to see him show emoiton other then smartass

"You know they were! I'm happy you're my new daughter, okay!" Maggot admitted begrudgingly

daughter

emily sqealed feeling tears of joy prick her own eyes

Jul 8, 2021 5:31 PM

"oh no, now you're going to cry!" Maggot panicked

she giggled these are happy tears to

i had no idea thats what u wanted

she snilled

sniffled

that u thought of me as a daughter

im touched

"We do, dearie. What did you think we meant when we wanted to become your guardians? You're family to us," widow smiled

at that emily burst into tears

Jul 8, 2021 7:24 PM

"geez, we must be a family of crybabies. We cry no matter what!" Maggot said, already tearing up with happiness himself. In truth, they all were. Maggot and widow just gave in to the feeling, hugging against Emily as they cried too.

my hugged them as hard as she could

emily

id be houred to be your dather

she wept

we're so glad! So glad!" Widow wept, blowing her nose into a tiny silk hanky

emily giggled thorough her tears

this is the best brithday gift i could ever get

well aside being brought back to life

"You've got something better, Emmy. We promise." Maggot said

Emily beamed as her tears finally ran out

i i belie u

bevile

but speaking of that im sure u want know what missed

Jul 8, 2021 9:27 PM

right

Jul 8, 2021 11:40 PM

"Right!" Maggot and widow nodded eagerly

fashback

emily climbed up the rickey winding stairecase again

edler gounkict are u there she called

as she reached the top hello is anyone home hello

but again got no answer

as she walked into the dark shadowy room

she spotted the crows again

"ah! There you are, my lovelies. Could either one of you tell me where I can find elder goodnicht?" Emily asked sweetly.

she tenderly stroked there glossy feathered heads

smileing

The crows cawed and cooed, happy to see Emily visiting again.

i know i havent visted since last year and im sorry for that

but iv had to much on my mind

its been a hard year for me

The first one is always the hardest. But you'll adjust, my dear. We all do, already the ones who don't move on." Elder said

emily gasped and jumped a bit

u always seem to sneak up on me

"do I? I would have thought you'd hear these rattling old bones coming." Elder chuckled, shaking his bones for emphasis

emily giggled as well

yeah your right

he noticed her dessheved apprince

what ails u child

emilys smile faded and her lip began to quaver again

everything

ailes me

im lonely deprssed and and in pain all the time

i miss my family

its my baday

but im never gonna age

and on top of evrything esle im fucking rotting

dont get me wrong i love everyone down here

espeally maggot and widow

but im fucking sick of being dead

and being in pain

the best bday present i could get is to reverse the biggest fuckup i eer made

to live again

please can u give me that

ill do anything

If elder had a heart, it would have fallen to the floor. "My dear... I'm...I'm sorry. What you ask is impossible. My powers have their uses down here, but...I can't bring the dead to life again." Elder said gently.

emilys heart shatterd into a millon pices

with a pircing wail that scared all the crows from there perches she fell to her kness and began to sob hysrtly

her face buried in her hands

glassy tears rushed down her cheeks and spotted her skirt

"Why! Why won't you help me! What have I done to deserve this! This is hell isn't it!" She shrieked.

her broken sobs turned to high piced wails

and she swiped at her tears with hands

this is the worst fucking bday ever

she wailed beween sobs

as waterfalls gushed down her cheeks

straming her mascura even more

her eyes rolling up in her head

just then her right eye popped out and she colapped on the floor bawling at the top of her bethless lungs

and chicking on her own tears

her eye rolled across the the floor and she begain to heave

her little shoulders trumbling

Emily! Dear Emily, please console yourself! I'm not punishing you! This is just how things are...I'm so very sorry. While I can allow occasional hauntings up top, I simply don't have the power you seek. That can only come from up above." Elder said, pointing towards the heavens .

then with a final whimper the heaveing stooped

and to tried to cry anymore she sat up and wiped under the empty shocket with her finger

and blinked her other eye

i understand

im just broken and disappointed

she sniffled

she felt the empty socket

and i lost my eye again

can this day get any fucking worse

she whimperd

chocking back more sobs

Jul 9, 2021 7:16 PM

Jul 10, 2021 7:38 PM

a little tear beaded on her lash glishining in the candle light

drained as she felt she was ready to break down crying again

Jul 11, 2021 2:56 AM

Jul 11, 2021 4:05 PM

(hi, sorry about this weekend. ) "My heart goes out to you my dear. It truly does." Elder said, laying a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. "If there was anything I could do, I would. But don't forget, there's still hope for you. You still have your vow."

Jul 12, 2021 2:40 PM

Emily sniffled and layed her hand over his

I know but I’m rotting

Isn’t there some way u can make it stop

"Hmm...I can't stop it persay. But I can slow it down with a potion." Elder said thoughtfully

emilys remaining eye filled with tears of joy and she throw her arms around his neck in a big hug

thank u so much

Jul 12, 2021 5:10 PM

how long will it last

"One application every six months. You must be very strategic with it. A little goes a long way." Elder advised as he gave her a small silver vial.

letting go she uncroked the viel and took and mesured sip

thanks ill have my gurdeins remind me

and im guessing theres no way to restore the rotted flesh

she asked getining up and picking up her eye

she posihed it on her skrit and popped it back in

"no, my dear. What's dead is dead. But if I were you, I'd try the fancy ladies. They're good at covering up." Elder said

emily smiled and nodded

tucking the vial in her clevage

carefully

and after thanking him again she kissed the crows and left the tower

end flashback

and u know the rest

emily said finishing her story

"Well at least that old bag of bones was able to do something." Maggot said, rolling his eyes.

emily laughed

frankly i thought ud be more upset about the crows

she teased

"I'm learning okay...even if you did cuddle those things. I'll let it pass this time." Maggot shrugged

because its my bday

"no. Because he loves you." Widow grinned.

emily grinned back

and i love him she beamed picking him up and kissing his nose

oh before i forget

she took out the bottle and haned it to widow

put this somewhere safe

"Will do, Emily dear." Widow nodded, taking it up into her web.

thanks

hey why didnt u give it to me maggot pouted

2 resons

one u dont have hands

and 2 ud ether break it or lose it

lets be real widow is the more respable one

"okay. Fair enough."maggot admitted. Emily knew him better than he thought

emily smiled wistfully

even though she was happy with her underworld family she still couldnt help missing her living family

no sooner had she said thtat then she sensed someone at her grave

Jul 13, 2021 4:19 PM

It was her father and Lidia again. It was spring and they cut the first blooms from the garden to lay at her grave.

emily was very toched and relived at the sight

they didnt forget me she thought

"We'll never forget you Emily. There will always be flowers here for you, as beautiful as you are." Henry said sadly, wiping a tear away.

emily starled not relizing shed spoken aloud

thank u daddy

she whispered tears filling her own eyes

hed grayed quite a bit in the past year

which trobled her

but but when she saw lydia her tears of sorrow turned to tears of joy

omg your pregant

she sqealed

when did this happen

"A few months ago. And we've already decided on names. Can you guess?" Lydia smiled

emily didnt even need to guess

after me

"who else? I'll teach her all the games we used to play as girls, em. I only hope she isn't as mischievous as you." Lydia giggled

emily burst into tears again

what an honor she sobbed

oh, Emmy. Don't cry. This is a happy moment. " Lydia begged, wishing she could wipe away her tear

silly lyds these are happy tears

she snilffed

this is such a great bday gift

Jul 13, 2021 11:32 PM

"I'm glad you approve Emmy. I was so hoping this would please you. I want you to know you'll always be remembered." Lydia said. "We both do, my dear girl." Henry said softly.

emily wept een harder

i miss u both so much

"And we miss you too, Emily. But don't worry. One day, we'll all be together again. And I can finally hug both you and your mother. What a joyous day that will be." Henry said, tearing up

then emily knew she had to tell him about meeting her mother

Jul 14, 2021 5:32 PM

Jul 15, 2021 6:37 PM

(hi, sorry about yesterday, I had a double shift at work. I was exhausted) "Daddy?" Emily said meekly, struggling how she could tell him with Henry doing something rash. "Yes my dear?" Henry asked. Knowing something was wrong. Emily only called him Daddy when she'd gotten in trouble.

she swollwed hard a lump of tears clogging her throut

i met momma

she whispered

Henry froze. He didn't know what to say to that. "I... Emily how?" Henry gasped. Suddenly he was very worried that his wife hadn't gone to heaven, that she was stuck like Emily in purgatory.

(thanks)

(what does she normally call him

(Probably she'd be really posh and call him Papa or Dad. But when she's angry she'd call him father.)

(thats perfect

she visted me on the day of the faurel

i was crying over her grave

cause i was scared of rotting

she came down from the sky

like an angel

she hugged me and kissed me

and told me wed all be together some day

"Oh Emily..." Henry smiled, choking up as he looked up at the heavens. "I always regretted that you never got to meet. I'm... I'm so happy that you have." He said, a few tears sliding down his cheeks.

emily wept with joy again

i am to

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I was too sleepy to write a comment yesterday but I didn’t wanna skip it before continuing the story 🥰 Okay first of all, the playlist SLAPS! Catch me listening to it when I’m supposed to be dealing with my responsibilities like

Iron Maiden? Depeche Mode? METALLICA?? Even Creedence Clearwater Revival, girl (gn) you have me eating from your HAND 😩

Dancing with a fairly shy Frankie sounds so cute, I’m eternally mad that I can only live this experience theough my mind 😠 (this relates to all a lot of fanfic material too) btw did you have a song in mind they were dancing to or River’s favourite one?

Their easy banter and cute kissing scene got me sqealing, I love them so much!

I don’t think I’ve ever heard the word “fisherman chic” before but I love that I know exactly what it means 😂

(Also love the little nod to Agent Whiskey with that Tinder talk)

Okay, let’s go to the next chapter 🌝

into the beat of the night (ch 2) "fear of the dark"

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pairing: frankie morales/nb!oc (they/them) rating: T (for now) chapter warnings: discussions of sexuality/gender (frankie doesn't understand some things and may use language that would be harmful, but it's not intentional), goth stereotypes abound, swearing, more cute shit word count: 2.7k dividers by @saradika beta: @scenaaario (ily adrienne ♥)

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series summary: frankie morales thought he had himself figured out by now. he liked both men and women, had dated both in the past. but when someone that challenges what he thinks that means comes into his life, in an unlikely place, he truly learns who he is, and more importantly, who he loves.

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Frankie wasn’t sure what he was expecting when he texted River, but it wasn’t this.

ok what about this one?

He looked at the photo River sent him and was having a hard time calming down his heart. River was going back to the club where they met, The Night Owl, and “needed help” picking an outfit. Frankie thought they looked good in every outfit they’d shown him so far and wasn’t sure what the problem was.

U know i liked that 2nd one

you text like such an old man lol

hey

it’s ok, it’s cute 😘

That was another thing he’d have to get used to. River made their intentions quite clear and was very obvious with how they felt about Frankie. The problem was, Frankie was nervous. He’d flirted before. Had random hookups before. That wasn’t new to him, but River was.

He didn’t want to be disrespectful, but he still didn’t quite know if River was a man or a woman. In every selfie they’d sent him, they always had the same androgynous look. River had both sharp and soft features; soft, round cheeks with hard, angular eyes. They weren’t very tall, the top of their head grazing Frankie’s shoulder, and had a medium build. He had no idea how to approach the topic without them turning away.

Frankie knew he liked women. He knew he liked men. So it would make sense that he would like River, right? River was kind of like… both? The two of them had been texting for a week and he really liked their sense of humor. They were really nice to him; maybe even a little too nice. He didn’t know what to do with nice a lot of the time.

“Daddy?”

Frankie looked up from his phone at the sleepy four-year old in his bedroom doorway. Marisol was holding her stuffed bunny in one tiny arm and rubbing her eye with her other little fist.

“What’s up, conejita? What’re you doing awake, huh?” He smiled as he crawled out of bed, phone left behind. He made his way over to her and picked her up, resting her on his hip. “You have a bad dream?”

Marisol nodded and hid her face in Frankie’s neck, her little fist holding on tight to the worn neckline of his sleep shirt. Frankie frowned and held her close, rubbing her little back as he walked her back to her bedroom. As he went to lay her down in her bed she fussed a little, refusing to let go.

“Can I sleep with you? Please?” Marisol’s big brown eyes, mirror images of Frankie’s own, looked up at him pleadingly and he couldn’t turn her down. Not ever.

He straightened back up and nodded, kissing her soft cheek. “Alright. But just tonight, okay? You gotta sleep in your own bed tomorrow. Promise?” He held out his pinky. When her tiny one curled around his own, his heart melted.

He walked back to his own bedroom and set her down on the edge of the bed. She crawled her way up to his pillows and made herself comfy, cuddling her little bunny close. Frankie tucked her in and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. She whined and lifted her bunny up to him. “Flor, too!” Marisol’s little voice demanded.

“Right. Flor, too. Sorry, conejita,” he chuckled and gave a small kiss to Flor’s fuzzy head.

Marisol seemed satisfied with that and cuddled into Frankie’s blankets and shut her eyes. He made his way to his own side of the bed and crawled under the blankets as well, picking up his phone. Two messages from River.

so the second one?

damn, pass out on me already, old man? 😉

He quickly started typing a response, afraid to leave them hanging.

No sorry im here. Yeah the 2nd one

He looked back at all the photos they’d sent him that evening and sighed. He started typing again.

U want company tomorrow ?

As the three dots showed up at the bottom of his screen, his heart started pounding harder.

i didn’t think you’d want to come back. thought we all scared you last time 😉 i’d love company, esp if it’s yours

Frankie smiled at his phone and rested it on his chest, looking up at the ceiling. Yeah, he had it bad.

“Hermano, I need your help.”

Frankie was sitting across from Santiago at a local coffee shop the next morning. The low hum of other customers talking and the nearby kitchen filled his ears. It grounded him a little. His palms were sweaty and he started sniffing, an old, terrible habit he’d picked up whenever he was nervous. No matter how long he had been clean, the craving to put something up his nose was never far.

“Well, I can see that. What’s on your mind? Is Marisol okay?” Santi asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

“Yeah, she’s great. It’s not that. I, uh, started… talking to someone. Well, I don’t really know–”

“That’s great, man! What’s her name? Or his?”

Frankie’s mouth felt dry, so he looked away from Santi’s eyes and took a drink of his own coffee. He swallowed thickly around the coffee and the lump in his throat.

“W-Well, um. River, but–”

“Ooh, unique.”

“Yeah,” Frankie sighed, nodding. “I’m not sure if that’s their real name, though? I mean, the bartender went by Viper, so it honestly wouldn’t surprise me–”

“Whoa, whoa, slow down,” Santi chuckled. “Why don’t you start from the beginning, huh?”

Frankie nodded, chewing on his bottom lip. That was probably a good place to start. So, he told Santiago everything. Ending up at a goth club, Viper and the drink he gave him (which he really liked), and meeting River. Texting with River and how much he liked them.

Santiago stayed quiet the whole time, listening closely to what Frankie had to say. “Sounds like it doesn’t matter if you know or not, hermano.”

“But,” Frankie started. “I’d like to. T-To, y’know… Respect them. I’m not sure how to ask without offending them.”

Santiago hummed and took another drink. “This is still new, right?”

“Very.”

“Right. I don’t think River would be upset at you asking. You said you stuck out at that club, right? They’re probably expecting it at this point,” Santi chuckled.

Frankie nodded again, looking out into the middle distance. Santi was right. River had been nothing but kind to him so far. They even started to create little inside jokes already.

“When are you seeing them next?” Santi asked.

“Tonight. We’re going back to The Night Owl,” Frankie muttered, picking at a hangnail on his index finger.

Santi smirked, sitting up in his seat more. “Together this time? Or are you meeting there?”

“Meeting there. I don’t know where they live.”

Santiago hummed, thinking. “I think you should go and have fun tonight. You said they danced last time? Maybe you could join them this time. Just take the night as it comes, and if anything progresses, well, let it… progress,” he shrugged, as if it was the easiest thing in the world.

And maybe it should be. Frankie was allowed to enjoy himself from time to time. He’s been clean since Marisol was born, and had been on the straight and mostly narrow ever since. He could loosen up tonight. He nodded to himself and finally made eye contact with Santi again.

“I will. Thanks, Pope.”

“Of course, hermano. Lemme know how it goes, yeah?”

Frankie was sitting at the bar again, having another Snakebite. He tapped his fingers against the bar nervously as he waited for River to arrive.

“They’ll be here, stripes,” Viper’s gruff voice muttered from behind him. Frankie turned to look at him and raised a brow.

“How do you know I’m–”

“Frankie!” River’s voice came from behind him, their hands waving excitedly, which caused all the jewelry they wore to jingle loudly. God, they looked incredible. He gulped, but smiled, standing to greet them properly.

“Hey, Riv,” Frankie said, shoving his hands into his pockets, unsure what to do with them. He hadn’t noticed it last time, or maybe they weren’t wearing it then, but River was wearing a cologne this time around; bergamot, clove, and sandalwood. It went right to his head and made his heart skip a beat. “You look great.”

“You picked it out, remember?” River winked, their eyes flicking to Frankie’s lips for a quick second. Their eyes traveled down further and they smirked, looking at the t-shirt Frankie wore underneath his leather jacket. “Iron Maiden, huh?” They teased.

“What, I don’t look like I listen to Iron Maiden?” Frankie smiled, a little of his confidence coming back now that River was here. All of the comfort and teasing was still there from their texts.

River hummed thoughtfully, one ring-clad finger running over the side of Eddie’s face on Frankie’s torso. “I didn’t say that. Just thought it was an interesting choice,” they grinned, looking back up at him.

Frankie blinked down at them, following their finger that had yet to leave. “Interesting?” he squeaked, swallowing around another lump in his throat.

River chuckled and took their hand away, shaking their head in amusement. “Don’t worry about it. C’mon, you promised me a dance, remember?”

Right. He did. After his meeting with Santiago that morning, he texted River and said he’d never seen dances quite like the ones at The Night Owl. River excitedly offered to show him how to do one or two moves. Frankie didn’t have the heart to tell them he had two left feet.

River grabbed his hand and dragged him to the dance floor, grinning up at him, and started dancing once they made their way to the middle.

The walls of the club bounced with the music. This time it was a little closer to electronic so it was easier to find a beat to Frankie’s untrained ears. He still didn’t fully know what all the different genres were despite River trying to give him a breakdown of the main ones over text. He thinks this one was Dark… Wave? Something like that.

Frankie had danced with both men and women before, but didn’t quite know where to put his hands with River. Thankfully, he didn’t have to think about it too hard, because they grabbed his wrists and rested his hands on their shoulders. They moved their hips to the music, grabbing onto Frankie's waist and guiding him with them.

Frankie’s cheeks warmed as he smiled down at them. He completely lost himself in the moment, just like Santi said he should. Lights danced around with them, shining off of River’s dark hair and illuminating them in a way that made Frankie’s heart stop. They made eye contact and River winked at him, tapping his butt lightly. He blushed, thankful that the lights hid it for the most part. Before he knew it, a few songs had passed and River was dragging him off the dancefloor and back towards the bar, giggling their head off.

“I didn’t know you had such good moves!” They teased, poking his side playfully.

“Oh, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” Frankie winked, his eyes flicking to River’s lips. River got closer, wrapping their arms around Frankie’s waist and grinned.

“That a promise?”

Frankie’s heart skipped two full beats before he exhaled loudly, his hands resting on River’s biceps. He looked around at all the other clubgoers and sighed before grabbing River’s hand and taking them outside into the fresh air.

River furrowed their brows with concern, but followed him. They looked at the back of Frankie’s head, eyes following the shapes and valleys of his messy curls. They wanted to run their fingers through it.

Fresh, cool air hit their warm cheeks as Frankie walked them over to his truck. He maneuvered River so that they were leaning against the side, his arms caging around them. River could see that a million thoughts were passing behind those big brown eyes of his. They reached for the bottom of Frankie’s Iron Maiden t-shirt and rubbed it comfortingly. They were patient.

“I’d love nothing more than to promise you that,” Frankie started, his eyes not meeting their green ones. He kept his eyes glued to the torn shirt and multiple silver necklaces River wore. “But, I just… I have a question for you, and I’m not sure how to ask it.”

River’s lips quirked up into a small smile. They had a feeling this was coming. “No, I’m not secretly a cop,” they deadpanned.

Frankie looked up at that and snorted at the serious look on River’s face. “No, not that,” he chuckled, poking at the tattoo on River’s collarbone.

“You can just ask. It can’t be that bad.”

Frankie bit his bottom lip and nodded, eyes locked on River’s nose rings. “I, uh… I’ve dated men and women in the past. I… like them equally, and I guess I was just wondering… where you, uh… fell, on that spectrum,” he mumbled, eyes downcast again. His shoulders felt a hundred pounds lighter, but he was still afraid he would offend them.

River smiled wide and cupped Frankie’s cheek, forcing him to look at them. “That’s all?”

Frankie blinked and nodded jerkily.

“Well, do you want the long version or the short version?”

Frankie looked at River’s lips, feeling a little more confident knowing River wasn’t angry with him. “Whichever one gets me closer to kissing you,” he muttered hopefully, dropping his hand down to their hip and rubbing the bone there with his thumb.

River’s breath hitched and they smiled. “Short version, then,” they grinned, rubbing at his patchy facial hair, their thumb finding a perfect spot to rest. “I’m both. And neither. I was raised one way and never felt like I belonged in either basket.”

Frankie nodded in understanding. He understood feeling like he didn’t belong. “Is… is there a word for that?” he asked, hoping that was okay.

“Yeah. Non-binary. I don’t always use it, and that’s kind of where the longer version comes in, but I think you promised me a kiss,” River smiled, rubbing their thumb along Frankie’s bottom lip.

Frankie didn’t need to be told twice, surging forward to slot their lips together. He kept one hand on River’s hip and cupped the back of their head with his free hand, sighing into their mouth.

River moved their head a little to the right so they could fit together more easily. They gently prodded their tongue against Frankie’s bottom lip, asking permission. Goosebumps traveled down the back of their neck to the tips of their toes, as they wound their arms around Frankie’s neck.

Frankie happily granted them entry, his head spinning at the feeling of River’s lips on his own. It was so much better than he thought it would be.

When they eventually came up for air, Frankie touched his forehead to River’s. They just breathed each other in for a few moments, but River started snickering quietly. He leaned back, their waists still pressed together, and looked down at them, smiling softly. “What?”

River pointed to their own mouth, then to his, and laughed harder. He raised a brow and looked over at his rearview mirror to see what it could be. He didn’t let go of River’s hip.

Once his own reflection came into view, his cheeks warmed at what he saw. His eyes traveled over to River’s giggling form in the mirror, their hand covering their mouth as their shoulders shook. River’s dark lipstick had transferred over onto Frankie’s own lips and it looked… very out of place, to say the least.

Frankie started laughing softly, his eyes moving back to River’s. “I think it suits me, don’t you?” He winked.

River barked a laugh and lightly slapped his chest. “Absolutely not. I like you all lumberjack, fisherman chic.”

“Fisher– what?” Frankie chuckled.

“You look like you just got back from a fishing trip with peepaw, Francisco. Please don’t tell me you have a photo of you holding up a fish on your Tinder profile,” River said, suddenly very serious.

Frankie blinked a few times before it was his turn to start laughing hard. Then he got quiet, and asked, “What’s Tinder?”

“Good answer.”

a/n: please enjoy these edits i made of frankie in his iron maiden t-shirt~

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ajshabsxxwife · 5 months ago

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Yayyy so I’m such a George girly.

I was wondering if you could write about a very pregnant y/n being featured in a useless hotline episode and she has been having Brixton hicks contractions over the past few days but George and y/n aren’t worried that she is going into labour it’s just that they know things are progressing.

I feel like George would be giving worried looks over at the different table and pausing to ask her if she’s alright and she would just be pretending like everything is fine cause she’s quite stubborn and she’s trying to answer questions while she is massaging her belly or something. And max and Callum give each other looks about it as they are equally worried as well and is asking if she needs a water or tea to help with it.

Sorry if that was annoying to read my mind just started flowing with thoughts 😂😂😂❤️❤️

I have never written a pregnant fic so im very sorry if this is not very good or what you expected🙏

also i am very sorry i didnt get to this sooner i have been quite busy ❤️

Contractions - George Clarkey

Today was my time to shine on the useless hotline podcast. Me, Max and George have had this planned for months and we are finally getting round to doing it!

I sat down opposite Max and George, holding my massive stomach. “First and obvious question, how many weeks are you?” Max asks with excitement in his tone. “I’m 27 weeks, so just started my third trimester.” I say with a grin.

“Oh my gosh! It feels like you only just announced your pregnancy yesterday.” Max sqeals.

“It really does feel like yesterday.” You agree.

“So we have quite a few questions about pregnancy, ones we have dug up from your comments on instagram and tiktok, and then we have a handfull of questions about your childhood and where abouts you’re from.” Max summerises.

“Sounds like a plan.” You say as you hold your womb as you have a false labour contraction. “You okay?” George asks as he looks at someone off camera to give you some water.

You take the bottle of water greatfully. “Yea, Yea im fine it’s just a false labour contraction.” You explain.

Max looks at George, confused but none the less moves on. “Second question, Are you having a boy or a girl.” Max smirks at the camera as he already knows but none of their fans do.

“Well i’m actually keeping that a secret until I have given birth to the baby.” You chuckle a little bit. “Understand.” George nods

“Have you picked a name yet?” Max looks intrigued. “Nope, me and George keep having disagreements.” You giggle.

“Cause you have horrible baby names.” George bickers “I do not, you pick old victorion names.” You bite back.

George just simply rolls his eyes. You hold your womb again as you quietly groan out in pain. “Are you sure your fine?” George asks again.

Max gives Callum a look. “I’m fine!” You sqeal at George.

20 minutes go by and they have just finished all the pregnancy related questions which you’re quite glad about but now they are moving onto questions you have been dreading.

“Childhood. it’s a big part of your life isn’t it Y/n?” Max asks. “Yes it really is.” You agree.

“Many people did mischievous things as a kid, were you one of them?” George asks you, staring right into your eyes. You look away as you get a little flustered at the eye contact.

“Yea I was a bit.. rebellious you could say.” You smirk at the camera, soon giggling as you can’t keep serious. “What was the worst thing you did as a kid?” Max asks.

“Uhm.. I don’t really know.” You answer.

“Whats something you do remember?” George asks.

“I don’t remember much as a kid but i do remember one thing, which is I ding dong ditched pretty much every house on my street.” You sigh.

“What about as a teenager?” Max asks.

“Sneak out of school with a bunch of boys and smoke, get high? sometimes drink if one of us could get alcohol.” You said.

“Basic.” George grumbles. “What about fights?” George asks, clearly not happy with your boring answer.

“Nope.” You answer.

You jolt forward as you get a very sore contraction, squeezing your eyes shut.

“Do you wanna lay down for an hour or so?” George asks you, clearly very concerned. “Or we can maybe film next week?”

“No, no it’s fine.” You reply.

Soon 2 hours go by and in that 2 hours you had very sore contractions but you got through it, now you’re in your bed.

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Really dont like this as I have never written pregnancy before…

beta squad masterlist is being posted after this. and i will make a other yt masterlist on saturday (if i remember!!) 🫶🏻

#george clarkey #pregnant #fluff #fanfic #youtube

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probablyjosty17 · 3 years ago

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i- bowen byram led the avs in ice time last night

#i’m sqealing #bowen byram #i have resurrected myself in order to make this announcement #colorado avalanche

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Hello. I loved the rejecting then regretting it scenario with Sakusa and Tsukki. 💞💞 Would you be open to doing one with Inarizaki boys as well? If it's too much, Atsumu would do because I think he is the one most likely to have this happen. Angst to fluff, please. 👉👈 Thank you!

Rejecting you and Regretting it pt. 2

a/n: hey, bub. as much as i wanted to input all inarizaki boys, i only take 1-2 characters per request. the reason for this is for me to avoid being repetitive with the scenes. i hope you understand. that being said, here's your request for the part 2 with atsumu. this was supposed to be short but i kind of got carried away with this, 'm sorry😭

genre: angst to fluff

warnings: cursing, rude behavior (resolved), please do remind me if i missed anything else

ft. atsumu miya

Atsumu Miya

You met Atsumu during your first year

It was exactly the first day when you bumped into him on the hallways and ended up being in the same class

From there on, the both of you formed a good friendship since you have the same tastes in things

Along the way, you managed to fall for him

It wasn't impossible to fall for him after all

He was fun to be with, that it felt as if there were no dull moments when you're with him

But you were afraid of confessing to him because you didn't want to ruin your friendship

However, that all changed when somebody entered the picture

"Another one?" you asked Atsumu as he sat on your usual table at the school's cafeteria.

Looking at the two boxes of chocolates given to him by a fangirl, Atsumu nodded. "Mhmm. They just keep on coming every single day."

You can't help but laugh at what he said. You took one of the boxes and stared at the familiar name written on it. "Yuki again? Isn't she that girl from the other section? The one who kept on giving you stuff every day?" you asked and the smile you had awhile ago completely disappeared from your face.

"The one and only. She's kind of cute though," he said as if it wasn't a big deal.

Maybe for him, it wasn't, but it's a different case for you. You were aware of what you're getting into the moment you realized that you have feelings for Atsumu. At first, his fangirls didn't bother you since you knew that he doesn't really pay attention to them but hearing what Atsumu said just now sparked a feeling of jealousy inside of you.

You knew that what you're feeling right now is selfish. He isn't your boyfriend. Sure, you might've been in love with him for 2 years now but that doesn't mean that you have the right to tell him who he should and shouldn't date, right? After all, you're just his friend.

In fact, you've thought of confessing several times already but fear always overtook you. Afraid of ruining the bond the two of you have, you disregarded the idea and settled on keeping your feelings a secret.

But that might change today. Seeing Atsumu smiling at the chocolates right now made you think that if you don't do something about it now, you might just lose him to another girl.

And you'd rather lose him by getting rejected than lose him to another girl, knowing that you didn't do something.

"You think she's cute?"

Atsumu nodded as he swallowed the whole onigiri Osamu packed for him. "Mhmm. Kind of my type actually."

You tilted your head a bit to the side and rested your cheek on your palm with your elbows placed on top of the table. "So cute girls are your type of girls... What about me, 'Tsumu? Do you think I'm cute?"

Atsumu placed his chopsticks down and stared at you intently, a small grin now forming on his lips. "Of course."

"Cute enough to be your type?"

You knew that you were playing a dangerous game but it was now or never. This time you wouldn't let fear win over you, now that Atsumu mentioned that his attention was caught by someone.

You know Yuki. She's pretty and kind of popular for being a member of the cheerleading team, and the more you thought about it, the more your confidence wavered.

A volleyball player and a cheerleader? What a good match.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Atsumu laughing. "What are ya saying, y/n? Did ya hit yer head or something?"

Crossing your arms over your chest to fake confidence, you frowned at him. "Just answer the question, Miya."

"Of course yer cute but to be my type?" He shook his head and scratched the back of his head. "Sorry, angel, but I don't date my friends, let alone someone whom I consider my best friend."

You took a deep breath before finally letting the words out. Your heart was beating erratically as cold sweat started forming on your nape out of nervousness.

"I like you, Atsumu. I tried to hold myself back because I didn't want to ruin our friendship but hearing you talk about how someone finally managed to catch your attention just..." You sighed and looked down at your lap. "I don't think I can hide it anymore knowing that I could lose you anytime."

Silence enveloped the two of you and the anticipation made you more anxious than you already was.

"Was this yer plan all along?"

You turned your gaze towards him upon hearing his words. "What do you mean? I don't know what you're talking about.."

You felt yourself freeze when Atsumu chuckled before answering. "Ya really think I'd fall for the same trick? C'mon y/n. I'm not as stupid as what people say."

"I don't understand-"

"Did'ya think that two years of friendship will let ya accomplish yer goal? I didn't expect ya to be like the other girls. Ya don't like me. Ya just like the idea of dating me for my popularity."

Your lips parted at his words. You wanted to reason out and defend yourself but the way he was looking at you made you almost cower in fear.

He's looking at you the way he looks at his fangirls when they shout during his services.

"Tsumu, that's not true. I really like you." You gave him a pleading look, hoping that he'd see your sincerity but he only glared at you.

"Pathetic. Get out of my sight," he said without any sympathy.

"You could've just rejected me like a normal person would, instead of insulting me." You wiped your tears with the back of your hand as you stood up but before you left, you looked at him straight in the eyes once more. "You know what? Out of the two of us, I'm not the one who's pathetic. It's you. Goodluck on your game tomorrow, Atsumu."

You walked away without turning back, knowing that once you spared him another glance, you'd go back and fight for your feelings.

But what's the point of fighting when you're the only one who's willing to fight?

A week later, you were back to your usual attitude or at least that's what you wanted yourself to believe. At least you're trying, right?

There were times that your eyes would drift towards Atsumu's direction but you kept on reminding yourself that you won't be able to move on unless you really put effort on throwing away your feelings.

When classes ended, you were left alone in your classroom due to cleaning duties. While you were sweeping the part near the door, you managed to catch Atsumu's back and saw that he was talking to someone - it was Yuki.

You stared at his back longingly and let out a sigh because you knew that despite how much you're trying to disregard your feelings, you miss the feeling of being beside him.

You missed his voice, his goofiness, everything.

"Bestfriends, huh?" you whispered to yourself and chuckled at how pathetic you must've been, pining over someone you knew who'd never look at you.

After doing your cleaning duties, you exit the room and decided to walk on the opposite direction since Atsumu and Yuki were still talking on the direction where the exit was supposed to be.

Who would want to hear their crush talking to their girlfriend anyway? Certainly not you.

The only downside of going in the direction you chose was that you weren't familiar with it. Even though you've been studying here for three years now, there were still places you weren't familiar of.

It was now getting dark and you brought out your phone to use the flashlight. You noticed that you're already out of the building, however, the surroundings weren't familiar to you.

You decided to continue walking, realizing that you somehow made it to the back of the school. Trees surrounded you and only a few lights were there to guide your way.

"Shit," you whispered to yourself as you realized that you were getting nowhere.

You decided to go back to the direction you came from but you only seemed to confuse yourself even more. Tears were now starting to well up in your eyes as you nervously tried to find your way back.

You sqealed as something rustled behind you. You immediately ran out of panic and fumbled with your phone, dialing the first number you could click.

"Y/n?"

It's him.

"'Tsumu, I-" you paused for a moment to catch your breath and sat down on the ground, your back resting against a tree. "Help me."

You hear some shouting and some wooshing sounds from the other side of the phone before Atsumu's voice filled your ears. "Where are you, angel?" he asked with concern lacing his voice.

"I don't know. I was just looking for the exit and the next thing I know I'm surrounded with trees and there's this sound of rustling so I ran away," you said without pausing. "Tsumu, I'm scared."

"I'll go find ya, okay? But first calm down. Can ya do that for me? Just breathe and tell me the directions ya can remember."

After explaining all the things you could remember, Atsumu didn't drop the call. Instead, he stayed on the line and comforted you with his words.

It wasn't long then when Atsumu appeared on your line of vision and the first thing you did was wrap your arms around him. You were quickly enveloped in his warmth as he rubbed your back soothingly.

"It's okay now, y/n. I'm here," he whispered as he kept on rubbing your back.

After having a few moments to calm you down, Atsumu instructed you to climb on his back. You wanted to decline but due to how tired your legs felt because of running, you had no choice but to agree.

"I'm sorry for calling you. You must've been busy," you mumbled while resting your head on his shoulder.

"I was actually still around school when ya called. I saw ya cleaning and decided to wait for ya but Yuki wanted to talk to me. The next moment I know, ya were gone but I still waited because I knew that if ya went home already, you would've passed by but ya didn't," Atsumu explained, his grip on your thighs tightening as he spoke.

"I guess Yuki and you are now-"

"I spoke to her to tell her to stop giving me random stuff." Atsumu licked his lips nervously before continuing, "When you left, I realized how much I messed up. I spouted some offensive words to ya and rejected ya without thinking of the consequences."

"Tsumu..."

"Let me finish, okay? This is the only chance I'm getting and there's no way I'm going to waste it. I already wasted a lot of time."

You gave a small nod as the memories of what happened all came flooding back to you. You fisted your hands and bit your lower lip to stop yourself from crying.

"I was scared. Ya were the only one who was genuine to me. Everytime I'm around you, I'm just me. I'm just Atsumu. Not the setter of the volleyball team nor the noisy twin of 'Samu," he said, followed be a chuckle.

"I was used to girl fawning over me. I have this mentality that girls are just after my reputation and when ya confessed to me, the first thing that entered my mind was that you were the same as them, that you were only going to use me. In the end, I didn't only lost my bestfriend but also the person I love. I'm sorry for hurting for you, angel."

Atsumu placed you down once you both made it infront of the school gate. He was looking you intensely and you didn't fail to notice that his eyes were glossed with tears as well. "I like you, and if this time, ya realized that yer feelings for me are no longer there, I'd respect it."

He took your hands in his and squeezed them tightly, not enough to hurt you but just enough to let you know that he was afraid to let you go.

"It's always been here. My feelings for you never faded despite how much I wanted them to disappear," you said as you stared at him lovingly, tears of happiness now flowing freely down your cheeks. "I still like you, 'Tsumu."

"Fuck. You don't know how much hearing ya say that makes me happy right now." Atsumu let go of your hand and wrapped his arms around you. His scent filled your nose and you couldn't stop yourself from burrying your face to the side of his neck.

"I love ya."

"And I love you too, 'Tsumu."

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