#idk if this was meant to be a request but still... yeah 🥺

[all-about-kyu]

Soft Jongho when you're really stressed out/hurt by someone you love?

oof yeah 🥺 Jongho is so attentive and wants to be able to help fix things and care for you in little ways to help you feel more at peace with everything and comforted 🥺🥺

[starkeynation]

Hi, pookie !!🎀 could you maybeee write something like mean!rafe being rough rough when doing it, taking all his anger out on us but it becomes too much and it hurts way too bad that we have to say the safeword (doesn't matter what word) so he immediately switches from mean!rafe to soft!rafe (lmao idk how to explain this very well sorryy) pls pls? Btw I luh ya lovey dovey pooks୨ৎ

english isn't my first language lol so I'm sorry if there's any grammatical mistakes in what I said😭🙈

HIII IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. I wasn’t planning on to accept request since I’m only confident to write by my own ideas and just like this one, i’m scared I will procrastinate so much that it will take me too long to start writing. But since this is my first request and we’re mutuals so why not🤩 So THANKYOU SM for sending one and I appreciate you sm! Hope this meets your expectations and im sorry if it dont🥺

Safe word : Red

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It is 3AM on a Friday night. You had fallen asleep on your couch while waiting for Rafe to finish his work. He promised to come to you straight after taking care of his business but he didn’t say he was gonna be late. Suddenly, you’re jolt awake by the loud slam of the door.

“Rafe..?” You murmur, blinking in confusion as you stare at the silhouette that just enters your dim lit living room.

“Shit…sorry, go back to sleep” Rafe says, as he walks down to your kitchen.

You take a glance at the clock hanging on your wall and follows Rafe to the kitchen. He is rummaging through your fridge, looking for god knows what. “Rafe, what are you doing?” you ask, looking at him as he continues making a mess.

“Im just trying to make a sandwich,” he replies. The way his voice blurs and the way he’s struggling to stand straight, you know he’s drunk. “It’s past 3, Rafe,” you say, your tone sounds a bit annoyed and confused as why your boyfriend is back home late and wasted.

“What? Can’t i make damn a sandwich at night?” He says, his eyebrows frown and his voice irritated. That’s not what you meant, you thought. But, you know you can’t have this talk right now cause he’s really out of it.

You sigh, “just…go sit okay, I’ll make the sandwich,” you murmur, grabbing the bread from his hand.

“Aww you will? You’re so kind baby, thank you,” he says, and proceeds to place multiple kisses on the back of your head, your temple, your cheek and now down to your jaw and your neck. “Mmmph…i need you baby,” he whispers, still dropping sloppy kisses all over you.

“You’re drunk.”

“Please baby,” he murmurs, grabbing your chin and pulls you in for a kiss. The kiss slowly starts to deepen and become intimate. You know you should tell him to sleep, get some rest, but the way he’s biting your lip, and how he taste so damn good even with the mixture of alcohol, you just couldn’t resist.

You wrap your hands around his neck, he grabs your waist and lifts you up. Your legs wrapped around his torso as he carries you upstairs to your room without breaking the kiss.

He drops you on the bed, helps you take off your nightgown and harshly push you to lay back. You gasp at his eagerness. He starts undressing himself and his lips crash onto yours again. The kiss is now rough and fill with desperation. He breaks the kiss and latches his lips onto the sensitive skin of your neck, the gentle pressure quickly turning into a heated suction, leaving a faint blush on your neck that slowly turns into a dark purple mark.

“Baby can you suck me?” He asks, as he pulls away from your neck. He gives you that slight pouty and doe eyes look. Again, how could you resist. So you nod to him as a yes and sits on the side of your bed as he stands up.

You start stroking his hard dick and place some kisses on his tip. After a few licks and teasing, you take his bulge into your mouth.

Rafe rolls his eyes in ecstasy, “fuck…yeah princess just like that,” he growls. He grabs your head and forces you take in all his length. “Good girl, who knows your pretty little mouth could take daddy’s huge cock so well huh,” he smirks. Your eyes start to become teary as you try your best not to gag while he deepens his cock in your mouth. At this point, he’s practically fucking your throat.

But he isn’t done. He takes out his dick and pushes you back on the bed. As he gets on top of you, he flips you around making you lie on your stomach. He then reaches his palm to your mouth, “spit,” he commands. You do.

He wipes your saliva on your entrance and takes you from behind. He thrust you without a warning making you moan out loud.

“Shit you’re always so tight,” he groans. He starts picking up the pace and each thrust are so deep in. As his hip clasps against your butt, he spanks it twice, harshly, leaving an immediate red mark on your ass. “You like this you dirty whore?” He murmurs, his voice deep and low.

Then, one of his hand wraps around the back of your neck and the other firmly grips your wrist. He’s harshly pressing down your neck while maintaining the pace making a tear escapes your eye and stings as it settles on your cheek.

The way he bury his cock in your throat, calling you a whore and fucks you so roughly, you know he’s angry and had a bad night. As a good girlfriend, you thought you could just let him take out his anger on you and help him take the edge off. But, it’s starting to hurt really bad now.

“Rafe…stop,” you whine.

“Stop…” he still doesn’t listen.

“Rafe! Red! Red!” You shout, your voice strained as you beg him to stop. Red is the safe word you and Rafe agreed to use way before this if the sex ever get too much, though, you never had to use it until now.

Rafe finally comes to his senses and realises that you’re in pain so he stops immediately. “Shit, baby are you ok? Fuck I’m sorry,” he says as he gets you off and looks at you full with concern.

You turn around, revealing your teary eyes and you push away his chest, “What the fuck Rafe? That hurts,” you sobs, your voice cracks.

“Im sorry, I’m so sorry,” he says as he wipes off your tears and cups your face. “Shit I don’t know what i was thinking..I shouldn’t have done that while i was drunk,” he continues. He pulls you in for a hug next. You try to break loose but he wouldn’t let you go.

“Please sweetheart, I’m so sorry. It’s just- i had a bad night, but i know i shouldn’t take it on you,” he apologises again, “God, I’m such an asshole..please forgive me.”

“Yeah, good that you’re aware,” you scoff. He grabs your shoulder and break the hug. “Please baby, I swear it won’t happen again..i love you, you know that…I’m really really sorry,” he says, his tone sincere, you know he’s telling the truth. “Look at me please,” he says, placing both of his hands on your cheek.

Eventually, you look at him in the eyes, in your dim dark room you still manage to see his crystal blue eyes. Of course, you could never stay mad at him. “I forgive you Rafe. But promise me you won’t crash out like this again,” you say, your voice slightly trembles from the cry you had.

“Yes! Yes, i promise,” he replies, pulling you back in into his arms. He kisses your forehead then to your temple, “I love you baby,” he whispers. “I love you too Rafe,” you say as you melt into his arms.

“So…you wanna talk what happened today?” You ask, breaking the silence. He lets out a soft sigh, “it’s just my dad again…but, I don’t want to talk to about it tonight. Let’s just go to sleep hmm?” He murmurs.

You whisper okay for a response and cuddle him to sleep for a comfort. Maybe tomorrow you’ll know the reason why he’s so stressed out.

Dividers from @rafeyscurtainbangs

Another A/N: honestly guys idk if im good at smut..i prefer to stick with angst but my sex tape is almost at 1000 notes so who knows🤓

[linos-luna]

Idk if the requests are open 😅😅 but I'm so in love with your writing

Can you try a drabble with soft dom boyfriend taehyung and an inexperienced reader losing her virginity after a romantic date? Lots of fluff and praises and kisses too please 💕💕

thank you so much

Yes requests are still open! 💕

Oh thank you 🥺

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Pretty Girl ❣️☁️

Soft!Dom!Taehyung x Inexperienced!Reader

Warnings: smut, 18+, unprotected sex, lots of kissing, pet names, oral(fem receiving)

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Officially, you are a couple and you couldn’t be happier. You’ve had a few dates and finally he asked if it was official. You’ve never had a boyfriend. All your crushes in high school were met with rejection. You don’t socialize with many men in your adult life. You have no idea how this works. But now you have Taehyung to show you.

It was a great night. Taehyung had taken you on a little boba date and now you were relaxing, watching a movie while eating ice cream at his place.

You were just about done with your ice cream when a sex scene started. It looked intense and you couldn’t help rubbing your legs together.

Your boyfriend took notice and put his arm around you, having you lean into him.you blushed at the feeling of his simple touch.

“… y/n? Are you okay, darling?”

Taehyung’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked at him. “U-um… yeah I’m okay…”

“You’re blushing.” He chuckled. “Something got you worked up?”

“U-uhh…”

Taehyung thought you looked so cute when flustered and gave you a kiss on the forehead before rubbing your thighs, going higher and higher.

“Do you like this baby?” He whispered in your ear. “You like my touch?”

You nodded, not sure why your panties suddenly feel wet.

“I need words, darling.” He said while holding your jaw. “I need my pretty girl to speak to get what she wants…”

“I-I… um… Tae… can you…?” You stumbled over your words as he inched his way up your thigh to you center. “I want… I… help me… uhm…”

Taehyung couldn’t help but laugh at your stuttering. It was so cute.

“Do you not know what you want?”

“It’s just… I’ve never…”

His eyes widened when he realized what you meant. You’re a virgin.

“Aw baby… why didn’t you just say so…?

You blushed in embarrassment, trying to cover your face.

“Don’t hide yourself.” He said while kissing your cheek and gently rubbing your thigh. “You know… I can show you some things if you want…”

You nod and he tilts your chin up.

“I like words, baby.” He said in a teasing voice.

“Y-yes Taehyung.”

“Good girl.” He said with a satisfied smile, now gently kissing your lips.

Hearing him call you a good girl only made you blush more and you swear your underwear just got wetter.

“You know, I like a good girl…” he whispered while kissing down your neck. “A good girl who behaves… is that you darling? Are you going to behave for me…?”

“Yes Taehyung…” you gasp as you felt his hot breath on your neck.

“I’m going to touch you now? Is that okay?” He asked while moving his hand under your shirt.

“Y-yes Tae… touch me please…” you replied in an almost breathy tone.

Taehyung smirked and reached under your shirt to gaze the material of your bra, ever once in a while, touching your skin.

The feeling was new and you liked it.

“Baby, can you please take off your pants for me and lay down?” He asked softly.

“Okay…” you nodded and started pulling down your pants before laying down on the couch.

“Good girl.” Taehyung said, giving you a peck on the lips. “I’m going to make you feel good. You can tell me when to stop.”

Slowly he lowered your panties and you instinctively put your hands over it.

“It’s okay, baby.” Taehyung said, putting his hand over yours, moving it to the side. “Do you trust me, darling?”

“Y-yes… I trust you, Tae…”

Your boyfriend moved one of your legs over the top of the couch and the other on his shoulder, giving him full access to your wet cunt.

You felt so aroused by the feeling of him kissing your inner thighs and suddenly whimper out loud when he kissed your bare cunt.

He nodded and continued kissing your cunt, moving his finger in to prep you. You nearly screamed as he so and could help bucking your hips.

“Are you okay, y/n?”

“Y-yes Tae.”

Taehyung nodded and started lowering his pants and boxers. He rubbed his hard cock a bit before teasing your cunt with it.

Truthfully you never seen one in person and it scared you a bit. He could see that and rubbed your cheek.

“Are you ready baby?”

“Y-yes Tae.”

Taehyung gently kisses your lips as her enters you, it was a tight fit but he loved it. You moaned at the feeling and held on tight to his shirt, your hands shaking.

“You’re doing so good for me baby.” He said reassuringly. “You’re such a good girl.”

He was still, wanting you to get used to the feeling before moving. Even then he slowly thrusted. It was a tight fit anyways.

You were already whining and making little noises as he did so. He found it adorable actually.

He gave you some more kisses before thrusting faster.

“You like that baby?” He teased. “You like being full of my cock?”

“Tae-… agh Tae~” you could only moan in response as you were feeling for something to hold onto.

Taehyung held you hand as kept going, feeling your hip stuttering as you were definitely getting worked up. You only made little noises, unable to speak as he constantly hit your weak spot.

“T-Tae! T-Tae!” You cried a bit as you felt your high coming.

“It’s okay baby.” He said as he was going a little slower. “Cum for me like a good girl.”

“C-cum?”

“Let go darling.” He said while his hips stutter as well.

You had an intense orgasm and as you were trying to catch your breath but as he started pull out to cum as well you grabbed is arm.

“You… you can…” you were practically panting but he knew what you meant and groaned as he thrusted one more time and came. It was euphoric and he littered you face with kisses.

“Such a good girl…” he said in a breathy tone as he lay next to you. He held you and you leaned into his embrace. “I can’t wait to show you more things, pretty girl.”

[kathlare]

some things never change

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Lando is caught off guard when a viral post shows Amelie and Shawn Mendes together, stirring old feelings he thought he had buried.

Wordcount: 1.9 k

Warnings: none

full masterlist // request over here!

February 28th, 2022 - London, United Kingdom

liked by shawnmendesbrzl, amelienation, and others

ameliedaymandaily: Spotted today! 👀 Amelie and Shawn out for a stroll in London! 😱 This is the first time we’ve seen them together in YEARS! 🌆💖 Anyone else feeling the old sparks? 🔥

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fan1: uhhh… they’re basically each other’s first love 😳 this feels like a sign → fan2: @fan1 LITERALLY! You don’t just forget your first love like that 😭 → fan3: @fan1 i’m lowkey not mad at this, but also confused? 🤨

fan4: WAIT are they back together?? 👀 → fan5: @fan4 idk if they’re back, but the vibes are there 🥺🔥

fan6: this whole situation is giving me we were meant to be vibes 😩 → fan7: @fan6 girl, we can only hope 🙏 but I’m here for whatever happens 💅

fan8: guys, they’ve both had relationships since then—let them grow 😤 → fan9: @fan8 yeah, but can’t we just enjoy the nostalgia for a sec?? 😭

fan10: am I the only one who’s still bitter about Shawn and Camila? 🤡 → fan11: @fan10 honestly, SAME! But now’s the time for Amelie and Shawn 🔥🥵

fan12: too many red flags for me. idk why ppl still ship them 🙄 → fan13: @fan12 You know they have that first love magic, but I see your point. 🧐

fan14: Why do ppl act like Shawn's a saint? Didn't he literally just date Camila?? 😬 → fan15: @fan14 facts! This whole thing is so overhyped. Let them live and move on 😴

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Lando sat in the barber chair at Max's house, staring at his phone with a blank expression, the buzz of the clippers echoing in his ears. Theo, Max’s younger brother, was behind him, expertly cutting his hair, but Lando barely noticed. His focus was entirely on the screen in front of him. He’d just scrolled past a few posts from fans, some about the new song Amelie had released, others about her recent Grammy wins. The usual mix of praise and admiration that followed her every move, always with the same undertones of jealousy, admiration, and curiosity. But then, something caught his eye.

A gossip post, the words so stark they seemed to jump off the screen.

Spotted today! 👀 Amelie and Shawn out for a stroll in London! 😱 This is the first time we’ve seen them together in YEARS! 🌆💖 Anyone else feeling the old sparks? 🔥

Lando’s stomach dropped. His fingers tightened around his phone, and for a moment, the room seemed to blur around him. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat, but it wouldn't go away. Amelie and Shawn? Together? He hadn’t seen her in so long—hadn't spoken to her in even longer—and now she was walking the streets of London with him?

Theo, completely oblivious to Lando’s inner turmoil, let out a low whistle behind him. —Hell, Amelie looks hot as fuck these days. Damn. I don’t know how you let her go, mate.—

Lando’s face immediately flushed. He gritted his teeth, glaring at the screen, unable to escape the mental image of Amelie laughing with Shawn, their bodies close, perhaps too close.

Max, who had been lounging nearby, his legs stretched out in front of him on the couch, gave Theo a sharp look. It was one of those looks that said, Shut up, now. Max stood up quickly, his eyes scanning the phone in Lando’s hand.

—What are you watching?— Max asked, his voice a little too casual.

Lando, still trying to hold onto some semblance of control, shrugged. —Just... some gossip. Nothing important.—

Max raised an eyebrow, walking over to get a closer look. His eyes flicked over the post, and then he turned to Lando, his expression unreadable.

—You okay, mate?— Max asked, leaning against the counter. His tone was cautious, knowing full well what a blow it could be to see Amelie and Shawn back together—especially after everything Lando had been through with her.

Lando tried to brush it off, his hands twitching in his lap. —Yeah, just... I dunno. Maybe they’re just friends again. You know how it goes. It’s not a big deal.—

Theo laughed from behind him, finishing up Lando’s trim. —Friends? C’mon, mate. Look at that picture. She’s looking at him like she’s in love.—

Lando felt a hot wave of frustration build in his chest. His fingers were trembling, and his heart was beating too fast. He exhaled, trying to keep himself together.

—I don’t know. It’s... It’s not what it looks like, okay? They’ve been friends for years. That’s probably all it is,— Lando muttered, though even he didn’t believe his own words.

Max crossed his arms, his gaze softer now, but with an edge of sympathy. —You can’t stop it anymore, Lando. She’s gotta move on at some point. You know that. You guys... it wasn’t gonna last. You were in a weird spot, and so was she.—

Lando’s frustration flared up like a fire, and he slammed his fist down on the armrest of the chair, causing Theo to jump a little. The clippers buzzed to a halt as Lando’s voice rose. —I fucking know, okay?— He was trying to keep it together, but it was like a dam bursting. —I know she has to move on. But fuck, I don’t want to see it. Not like this. Not with him.—

Theo exchanged an uncomfortable glance with Max, clearly unsure how to navigate the tension. Max, on the other hand, wasn’t quite as unsure. He leaned back against the counter, sighing heavily, the weight of the situation settling over him.

—Mate, I’m not trying to be a dick here, but...— Max began, his tone calm but firm. —You can’t keep holding on to this. You’ve already tried. And look where it got you.—

Lando’s eyes shot up to Max, his face hard. —I didn’t ask for your fucking advice, Max.— The words were sharp, bitter, and they hung in the air between them. He felt the heat rise in his chest as his emotions swirled into a mess he couldn’t make sense of.

Max didn’t flinch. He wasn’t going to back down this time. —Look, Lando, I know you care about her. But you’ve gotta face the reality of it. She’s moving on. And you... well, you’re still holding onto something that doesn’t exist anymore.—

The words hit Lando like a punch to the gut. He clenched his fists tightly, nails digging into his palms as he stared down at the floor, breathing hard. His mind was racing, but he couldn’t focus on any one thing. It was all too much. The anger, the hurt, the jealousy—it was all mixing into something ugly, and it was all over a girl he couldn’t get over.

Lando stood abruptly, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. His hair was only half-done, but he didn’t care. His heart was racing, his blood boiling, and there was only one thing that could calm the storm inside of him.

—Lando, what the fuck, mate? Where are you going?— Max’s voice cut through his thoughts, but it was too late. Lando was already halfway to the door.

—I'm leaving,— he shot back, his tone clipped and filled with frustration. He didn’t have time for another heart-to-heart with Max, didn’t want to hear any more about how he needed to "move on" or "let go." All he wanted to do was escape.

He was already pulling on his jacket as he reached the door, his mind made up.

—I'm gonna see Luisinha,— he added, though the words felt like acid on his tongue.

Max’s jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing as he stepped toward Lando, but didn’t stop him. Lando could feel the weight of Max’s gaze on his back, but it didn’t matter. He had to do something to distract himself from the pain that was suddenly consuming him.

Luisinha was always the easy option. The one he could turn to when he needed to bury his feelings for Amelie under someone else's warmth, someone else's smile. She was safe, uncomplicated—nothing like Amelie had ever been. And now, with Amelie out of his reach, maybe it was time to throw himself into whatever distraction he could find. He just couldn’t stand the thought of being this torn apart over her anymore.

Max didn’t stop him, but Lando could feel the unspoken words in the room. He could feel the weight of Max’s disapproval, but at the moment, it didn’t matter. He didn’t have time for it.

Lando’s car roared to life as he sped down the streets, barely paying attention to the road as his mind raced. What the hell was he doing? He wasn’t ready to move on from Amelie. Hell, he didn’t even know how to—he had barely gotten over her the first time around, and now it felt like it was happening all over again.

But if Amelie was going to be with Shawn, then what choice did he have? He couldn’t just sit around waiting for something that would never happen.

Lando didn’t remember much of the drive to Luisinha’s. Just the sound of his own thoughts, loud and relentless in his head.

Amelie. Shawn. Amelie. Shawn. Over and over again.

By the time he got to her place, his blood was still fucking boiling. He barely knocked before Luisinha opened the door, her face softening into surprise.

—Lando?—

He didn’t answer. He just stepped forward, grabbed her face, and crashed his lips against hers.

Luisinha gasped against his mouth, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she melted into him, her fingers curling around his neck.

Lando didn’t think. He just lifted her up, his hands gripping her thighs as he carried her inside, kicking the door shut behind him.

He just wanted to forget.

Even if it was only for a little while.

[acourtofquestions]

Welcome to me being an irresponsible insomniac (& making future me hate past me for this😂 because I need to read at least one chapter a day with these cliffhangers😅 & I have no introvert time these days I NEED THIS NOT SLEEP😂) and thanks to my normal annotation sources still down you get a spam post! (I really don’t expect anyone to read these but it’s kinda fun for future fangirl me to have history of “what I thought” in my first read or “when I read it” etc.)

SO, EoS (spoiler warning for anything below the “more bar of safety” ;-) Chapter 55: updates to come as I read!

— The fact Lorcan’s biggest fear is how much it would hurt Elide to see her Queen destroyed says A LOT

— Okay so Fenrys and Gavriel were able to resist the order from a distance (good to know)

— interesting that she’s calm, not firey, not icy rage

— eight against five hundred (I MEAN COME ON)

— When Fenrys first said “divide it up” I totally thought he was braiding his hair😂

— the way Rowan knew she’d suggest the key before she did, and the way he (unfortunately) meant it he would die before letting her do that to herself… but also what does he think happens with the lock (that he’ll allow?) … I just don’t trust anything to do with these mystery items

— “You don’t give me orders.”— gasps oh no she didn’t oh yes she did

— At first I thought Aedion was riling her up to stir the fire and give her more power or something, and now I conquer with Arlin’s “assessment (or should I say sass meant)” he’s just being an ass & I don’t get it. Sure she “had a choice” but also “yeah, she didn’t” (and also it wouldn’t have been the right move anyways) and my gods can she do anything right by all of you? — like Aedion I love you, I know you love Aelin, and you have a right to be angry (she should tell you more, yes, you do know wars, but ALSO) do you not see what she knows? What she carries? What she’s stuck in and going through too? THIS IS NOT THE TIME (ur dad was right Aedion😂) and WHY IS EVERYONE SO HARD ON HER? — I feel like fandoms & series pick this one thing or one character & tear them apart so much more & I don’t understand it with her right now (reminds me of Nesta or Chaol or any of the many) and just Brannon’s dam warning.

— okay a little better teamwork, we’ll take it

— the ding dang lockboxed key🤦‍♀️

— Her taking a moment to hold Lysandra’s hand🥹 (hey this time they are braiding there hair😂… but wait why would she if she’s a shape shifter???) ps Aedion this was Lysandra’s idea so don’t go blaming Aelin AGAIN — another genius gal pal plan for the win!

— guess Rowan took the “my lady” request to heart😂 also this is making me lean towards the Scottish accent theory

— “don’t miss this time” “asshole” — couldn’t have said it better myself

— you know it’s bad when Manon Blackbeak isn’t the Apex predator😅😅

— thank you manorian but also HEY! listen to Aelin NO KILLING DORIANS PLEASE (at least Chaol would be proud😅😂 SHE TRIED)

— well there’s a load of lines in her prep for war monologue

— “the list of horrible/wonderful things Aelin says to Rowan”😂😂😂

— “horrible miserable Lorcan” she said with appreciation?🤣 (honestly though their… dare I say friendship? Idk) has been cracking me up

— “Remember who you are. Every step of the way down, and every step of the way back. Remember who you are. And that you're mine.” — gonna go cry again — HE TURNED THE MARKS INTO TATTOO SCARS — “That he was hers, just as she was his.” — he waited on the sandbank like a puppy🥺

— That Court moment of finally realizing she is their queen and they all belong to each-other like one big happy about to fight 500 demons in the middle of Shrek’s swamp family (reminds me of Feyre & Cassian fight when she gets back from Spring Court; a scene I actually love with their friendship/family/Court/ you matter message!)

— that explains the distraction and magic issue… I really do think it has no end for better or worse…😬

— “For the deeper she went into her power, the more her body, her mind, squeezed under the pressure of it. That was the burnout--when that pressure won, when the magic was drained too fast or too greedily, when it was spent and still the bearer tried to claw deeper than it should.” — a good way to explain the magic burnout

— “The true might of Aelin Fire-Bringer. Not an ember less.” — she claimin titles, LETS GOOOOO

— “So Aelin abandoned every trapping of civilization, of conscience and rules and humanity, and plummeted into her fire. She flew for that flaming abyss, only distantly aware of the humidity lying thick on her skin, of the pressure building in her head. She'd shoot straight down--and push off the bottom, bringing all that power with her to the surface. The drag would be enormous. And it would be the test, the true test, of control and strength. Easy--so easy to spear into the heart of fire and ash. The hard part was bringing it up; that was when the cracking would occur. Deeper and deeper, Aelin shot into her power. Through distant, mortal eyes, she noted the ilken sweeping closer. A mercy--if they had once been human, perhaps obliterating them would be a mercy.” — well that all sounds dangerous on many levels

— The Queen of Flame and Shadow, the Heir of Fire, Aelin of the Wildfire, Fireheart... — the way Fireheart is the last one the one identity she holds closest😭 also all these names just THIS scene

— “She burned through each title, even as she became them, became what those foreign ambassadors had hissed when they reported on a child-queen's growing, unstable power in Terrasen. A promise that had been whispered into the blackness.” — THIS is what I’ve been talking about RECLAIM IT

— THE INFERNO WENT ON AND ON

— so many ash references… how interesting

[takenbypeter]

omg just read your werewolf rodrick x reader fic and i am in love!!!! i was also a mermaid kid, so i was wondering if you could write a mermaid reader fic as well please?? idk if you’ve ever seen H2O but sort of like that!! thank you🥺🥺❤️❤️

Mermaid’s Tail

Rodrick x reader

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Yay! I'm so glad you liked that story. I'm not the best at like mythological creature stories but I'm stoked you enjoyed it. And yes I loved H20 growing up and have honestly always wanted to be a mermaid. I'm also currently rewatching H20. Anyways here's your request fulfilled I hope you like it 💕💕💕

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An arm reaches from behind, placing a small carton of chocolate milk in front of you. Happily taking the extra calcium, you grab the box with a grin tearing it open. “Wow, not even a simple thank you,” Rodrick says, pulling out the seat beside you. 

“Is it that time already?” Your other friend asks from the opposite side of the table. “What time?” Rodrick asks and your friend instantly grins, him falling straight into her trap. “Time for you to get rejected again.”

Rodrick rolled his eyes at the comment before turning to you. “Alright, simmer down you two,” you look at your friend, “and one, only I get to make fun of Rodrick,” you then turn to Rodrick, “and two, thank you for the milk,” you wave it around before taking another sip. 

“Anything for you,” he says with a sly smile. “Oh but I did actually come with a question, you’re going to the pool party this Saturday right?”

Your eyebrows lowered, “pool party?” Your eyes not so discreetly met your friend’s across the table, the only person who knew about and also had your…special condition. “I’m not so sure.”

“Really?” He leaned back slightly confused.

“Yeah I’m not so much of a water, pool type of person.” His face deflated only for a second before he collected himself, “well I mean it’s just a party, you don’t have to go into the pool.”

That was true. Across the table your friend shook her head. 

“Maybe…I don’t know.”

Again there was a slight pause where he didn’t seem to know what to say, “okay well I’ll be there and if you do end up going…maybe we can hang out or something,” he shrugged, throwing the very vague idea out there. 

“I’ll let you know,” you smiled again as he nodded before taking his bag and leaving your table for another one. Before you could even turn around you knew your friend was already giving you the look. “You are not going to that party.”

You quickly averted your eyes, “Why not? As long as I don’t actually get in the water it should be fine.”

“It’s too risky.” You know she’s right but you’re still tempted. Teeth chewing on your bottom lip, you shift your head to where Rodrick was seated and you catch each other’s eye for a moment. 

“Also that.” You spin back around towards your friend. “What?”

“That right there, that weird thing between you two, you need to stop that. You know it can’t happen, so stop dragging him on a leash.”

You knew she meant well but all you could do was roll your eyes, opting to change the topic. 

But the thought still played on your mind, were you dragging him on a leash? You two had been having this whole back and forth thing all year. Maybe it was time to let go. 

When that thought came to mind, you felt a weird lump in your throat grow. Is it bad that you didn’t want it to stop? Shaking your head you got the thought out from your mind, no this has to stop. 

Going back and forth a couple times you eventually settled it. You’ve decided, you were going to go to this party, have a great night then cut the whole “thing” with Rodrick off, whatever that “thing” was. 

So that’s how you found yourself covered in head to toe, stuck to the furthest pool chair at this pool party. It was pretty fun though. Some classmates would come over and chat for a bit before going back to wandering around. 

You almost forgot why you agreed to go to this party before a familiar figure sat on the end of your pool chair, “look who decided to show up,” he said, smile already stretching on his lips. 

You fought your own grin, shifting your body to face him better, “well I figured it was only fair, since you wanted me here so badly.”

“Don’t be dramatic.”

“I’m not. I think your exact words were, ‘the party would be so much better if you were there,’” you mocked his voice, lowering your tone. 

“I don’t remember saying that exactly, but it’s not wrong.” You don’t when it happened but somewhere between the jokes and the back and forth, you and Rodrick grew close, bodies now shoulder to shoulder. 

You don’t know what it was, maybe it was even the fact that this was the last night you had with him, but you found yourself wanting to draw even closer. 

Rodrick seemed to want the same, his eyes quickly flickering to your lips then back up.

“I want to kiss you.”

“Do you think I want to?” You reply, unable to break the natural tendency to tease him.

“Do you?” He retorts, his eyebrows raising at the question. That was it, in that moment you were going to kiss Rodrick. At least that’s what you thought was going to happen. But you forgot the fact that you were surrounded by immature idiots.

Right as Rodrick’s lips were about to meet yours, Rodrick’s friends got the great idea to splash a bucket of water onto Rodrick’s head drenching you in the process. Your mouth dropped in shock, as you sat there for a second. You heard Rodrick groan at the prank but before you could process anything you were already on your feet, heading to the nearest bathroom. 

You heard Rodrick’s voice calling out for you to wait, but you couldn’t focus on that. Finding the bathroom, you quickly ran in and shut the door before the inevitable happened. Your legs fused into a tail. 

You huffed seeing the cursed tail, “I hate my life,” you whispered, staring down at the scales. But before you could think about it too much a knock came from the other side of the door. “Occupied!” You shouted in a panic.

“It’s me! You sort of bolted back there, are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m…fine,” your eyes roamed around the room frantically looking for a hair dryer, a large towel—anything to help you get dry, but nothing, there was only a single small towel. 

“I’m coming in.” The door handle wiggled and you shouted out, “No!” But you’re too late, the door’s already opened and by the look on his face he’s definitely noticed the scales. 

No words were shared between you two just utter shock and suddenly the door closed with him on the other side again. “Wait!”

You didn’t hear any footsteps, so you assume he’s still out there, “I need your help.” A couple seconds go by and you’re not even sure if he’s still there. “Rodrick.” The floor creaks a little bit assuring you that he is, “I need a towel or a blow dryer please, anything you can find.” Again a second passed before his footsteps retracted and you finally let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. 

Minutes passed before you heard a knock again, “I’m coming in,” he said, quickly stepping in and shutting the door behind him, locking it in the process.

Taking the towel you immediately start dabbing at the tail, trying to lessen the wetness. Rodrick, still processing things, just stares. He stares at your tail, eyes starting at the wide flipper before slowly moving up, until he stops at your panicked expression that suddenly brought him back down to earth. “Rodrick, I’ll explain later just please help me.”

“Right,” he comes to your side, still unsure of what to think. “Plug that dryer in and hand it over.”

“Right,” he repeated, doing exactly as told. He watched as you put the dryer on high and immediately aimed it at your tail. After a couple minutes your tail was gone and back were your legs. Letting out a sigh of relief you shut the hair dryer off before dropping it to your side.

You almost forgot Rodrick was there with how unusually silent he was being. It wasn’t until you saw him in the corner of your eye that you remembered. “Thank you,” you uttered standing on your two legs. He quickly stood up following your motion and you two just stared at each other. His expression rang shocked? Surprised?…Confused? Honestly you couldn’t tell what he was thinking, all you knew is that you were growing nauseous on the inside just thinking about what his next words were going to be.

“Was that…?” His finger points to your now two legs. 

You nod seeing as he was unable to finish his question. 

“Are you…”

Again you nod. “You can’t tell anyone about this, only one other person knows about this.”

Again he was silent and you took a step closer, “you can’t tell anyone about this.”

His brows came together, crease in the center deepening as his mouth formed a small round shape. Suddenly a knock on the door was heard, “occupied!” You both shout simultaneously. 

You slapped his shoulder as the footsteps left, “shh! People will think we’re in here together.”

“Well we are,” he says with confusion on his face. 

“Yeah but I mean like together, together.” 

“Would that be so bad?” He asked with that teasing grin already right back on his face as if nothing even happened. You chuckled at his sudden lighthearted tone, “shut up,” you joked opening the bathroom door. Once the coast was clear you exited the bathroom and he followed close by. 

“You’ve gotta tell me what all that was though.”

“Relax I will. Just not here.”

[taeyamayang]

Haii pea!!! Please the event is so cute and you're so sweet, how can someone be so adorable hdhdhdjdjdj

Can i have a date with best boy Bokuto?

👉🏻👈🏻 also, can i request him giving me flowers? Idm the sweets/chocolate, but flowers have are very intimate to me, the flower doesn't really matter, unless there's flower language behind them? Idk, you can just use some roses if you dnt wanna think too much abt it x)

Aaaand here's the kind of outfit I'm going for in real life soo would love to wear smthg similar to these for a date :3

And again, thank you so much!!! 🥺💓💓

Bokuto Koutarou

the students in your campus are huddled at the entrance of the schools. their eyes dart to a man standing by the gate as they gossip among themselves.

and as you walk towards the gate the murmurs become more clear and audible.

"isn't that the vollyeball player?"

"bokuto?"

"yeah, i think that's his name."

"he's famous for his offensive strikes."

"what is he doing here? in our campus?"

you trail your tracks to the entrance gate, nodding at familiar faces and greeting acquaintances still keeping your head low. no one knows you're dating, specifically dating a famous volleyball player. it's not that you aren't proud of him but it's just that the topic was never brought up among your peers.

as you inch your way to your destination you catch a glimpse of your boyfriend, bokuto koutarou, leaning against the wall. between his hands is a bouquet of flowers. bokuto whips his head at you when he senses you approaching him.

"babe!" he shouts from a distance. your cheeks burn as all eyes pin on you.

bokuto rushes to you, crushing his body against you in a warm embrace. then he pulls you away, admiring you at an arms length.

"i got you flowers. happy valentine's day, baby." he gives you a bouquet of various flowers. an arrangement you don't usually see in flower shops. a mix of white lily, yellow pansy, daisy, & red tulip.

"i picked them all out myself." he glances at you before continuing. "each has its own meaning. to remind you that my love for you is pure, here is a white lily. when i'm away, every buds of the yellow pansy will tell you i'm thinking of you. the daisy is to show you how much i truly love you and on top of all these is a red tulipㅡa declaration of my love for you."

suddenly, all the lingering stares and curious whispers were nothing to you. all you ever wanted is right before you and he, in turn, is wholly giving himself to you.

you weren't sure what love meant until you had him.

thank you for the instant prompt, anne! i enjoyed searching for flowers and their meaning heh i hope you enjoy this! happy valentine's day ♡

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