#if you wanna be on your phone watch the movie in your own damn house

[madelynraemunson]

i need to know if we ever get jealous of eddie’s said short lived relationships. do we ever try to sabotage them? or are we the type to try and get along with them and thats when they’re like “oh no you two need to be together?”

(i know the answer in my heart but i want to hear what you think lol)

ex husband!eddie x reader

whaaat? sabotage eddie's relationships? 😵 that's diabolical. why on earth would we do that?

that one time we showed up to his house wearing a sundress after months of wearing sweats was TOTALLY unplanned! we had a date, after all.

and that one time we were dancing with eddie at the family bbq, rocking out to all our favorite songs like careless teenagers right in front of girlfriend #3 was all a ploy by our kiddos! right, kids? right? we do everything for the kids. they love seeing their parents happy and getting along. right, kids?

and are you really still on about the day of eli's talent show?? 🤦🏻‍♀️ we only asked girlfriend #9 to take a family photo of us because she was the only one that was around. that's all 😇 and she shouldn't be mad at us! eli LOVES taking pics with mommy and daddy. who is she to get in the way of a family, especially when kids are involved 🤨😤 (also, we didn't MAKE eddie place his hand where he did in the pictures. he literally did it by himself, on his own terms.)💋

...okay, bunnie you got me! we know damn well what we're doing 😅 but quite frankly, so does eddie.

you've got a date with david tonight. in fact, eddie knows was nice enough to house sit for you and help the kids with homework. an innocent, sweet little gesture. right?

you and david are watching a movie on his couch and things are getting steamy really fast. david is about to kiss you when...

RING! RING!

you pull away immediately. checking your phone to see who it is, you realize,

"it's my ex husband, that fucker. the house better be burning down." you go to answer it. "yes?"

���hey, sweetheart, this is eddie...the banished." he greets you. “i can't seem to find the measuring tape and was wondering if you knew where it was."

you're unsure as to why he would even need measuring tape. regardless, you reply,

"it's in with drawer of miscellaneous stuff. the one by the kitchen sink.”

"ahh, that's right. found it. thanks, babe."

but that's not the only useless call of the night. as your date with david continues, the calls keep coming through in seemingly calculated intervals. at the worst possible times. with the most irrelevant fucking questions.

“i can't find the baking soda." “where do you keep the batteries? the c batteries not the double As." "hey, just a heads up, you might wanna call somebody for this pipe." "what's the wifi password again?"

"EMUNSON1986!" you hiss. "the year you graduated high school."

"aww, really?" eddie coos. "that's endearing. thanks baby."

eventually after an hour, the calls stop. you and david were able to finish the movie, and get back to that steamy interaction before you were spammed mercilessly. david is now fiddling with your straps as you two are kissing, his available hand grazing your lower back, breath hitching when —

RING! RING!

"jesus h CHRIST!" you howl. "it's midnight for god's sake. this better be important. HELLO?”

"sorry," eddie mumbles on the other line. "remind me, i'm looking at your snake plant and was wondering how often these guys need watering? they look a little parched."

"once a day and i already did it," you say through gritted teeth.

"it's a new day, should they be watered again?"

"don't worry about it, eds."

"i always worry, sweetheart.”

david happens to hear this. giving you a side eye now, your date watches as you stay on the line with eddie for a couple of minutes. finally, you get eddie to agree to stop calling, which fills you with relief when you hang up the phone. your eyes then travel back to david, whom you begin to bat your flirty lashes at.

"now." you say. "where were we?"

"you should probably go home," david huffs. "looks like the fort still needs holding down."

you're seeing absolute red now. you are seething. that motherfucker.

your drive home is an angry, and sexually frustrated one. you can't believe eddie would sabotage your date like this, your only fun night out this week. he's in for it now.

"date ended early sweetheart?" eddie pouts at you the moment you walk into your house.

"bedroom," you order. "now."

tagging peeps who seemed interested in this lil universe! as always thank you for reading 💋

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[rottenblur]

So soaked|A.ANDERSON

Part two to post workout pump | 2k words

Summary: After a successful night with your tinder hookup you spend a very eventful morning with her further proving she’s the one for you, and that you’ll never shower alone again.

Warning: smut, dirty talk, shower sex, head, fingering, abby being the cutest, choking, domestic ass abby, kinda fluff???

The touch of soft sheets against your bare legs, you wiggle them around then realize this wasn’t the couch, your eyes open. You gaze around, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, she had carried you to her bed? Without waking you?

Who was she, what was this? Were you in some kind of romance movie? You look at the bedside table, a glass of water and a book.

You really didn’t take in much of the bedroom, didn’t look to see if she had good “interior design” you were too busy moaning her name, well you were caught up in the moment for sure.

You move the duvet past your elbows then look to the other side of the bed. You run your hands across the sheets, you wonder if she slept with you.

You sit up, god. You hadn’t thought about it but maybe fucking then spending the night with someone you just met, off tinder of all places wasn’t the smartest on your part.

You look at the floor, to your discarded clothes, brushing it off then grabbing your phone. You look at it, it’s dead. You lean back onto the bed then stand up.

You walk through the bedroom doorway to the living room, grazing your free hand on the white door frame. You look around the living room, for a cord to plug your phone into, you look up at the closed door the opposite side to Abby’s door.

You shouldn’t snoop, but where was she? Did she fuck and dip in her own house? You lay down your phone on the coffee table, and walk to the door. Hovering your hand on the door knob, you lean in. Behind the door you hear heavy breathing and grunting, oh.

You crack the door open, knowing damn well how rude it probably was. You see her, sweaty with her hair down with nothing but a sports bra and boxers on. They were tight around her leg muscles, nothing like how they looked on you. Her arm freckles shiny from the natural sunlight peaking in.

She mutters a quiet “fuck.” as she presses the weights down to her chest then pushes them back up, her hand engulfing the bar. She puts the bar back on the holder, wary of making any noise she must think you’re still asleep. It’s stalkerish how you’re watching her, when she sits up and pushes her light locs behind her ear it almost makes you squeeze your legs together.

She grabs a white towel off the floor, she pats it on her forehead, you pan your eyes how her legs are spread wide on the bench. You pull yourself from continuing to watch her like a creep and knock on the already cracked open door.

She looks at you, her face lightening up. “Hey uh, sorry for creeping on up, my phone is dead so-“ she smiles and stands up. “Of course, in the kitchen.”

She walks you to the kitchen guiding you there with a hand on your hip, you plug in your phone and watch the screen light up. The notifications from your friends asking how the date went flood in, Abby leans down to kiss your neck. “Goodmorning, sleep well?” She asks, you drop your phone back into the counter and tilt your head for easier access.

“So good.” You mutter under your breath. She sucks on a special spot just below your eye and releases with a pop. “Wanna shower with me?” She whispers into your ear, placing delicate kisses in between words. Her hand dancing around your waist, how could you say no. You nod, she tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“That’s what I like to hear.” She twirls you around, she peeks behind you at your phone blowing up. “I can answer those later.” You say and smile, she smiles back.

She walks you to the bathroom, your hand in hers. She turns on the shower, putting your hand under the water to make sure it’s the perfect temperature for you, it’s the little things about her that make you crazy.

She kisses your forehead then strips you out of your clothes, you step into the shower letting the water refresh you after the events of last night. She strips off her clothes and steps in right behind you. You turn around to face her, she looks down at you and for the first time she looks shy.

You can’t focus on any thoughts with how fucking adorable she looked, like a scary dog that only wants to cuddle. You put your arms around her neck and kiss her cheek, she grabs your chin directing it to her lips. She pulls away with a smile on her face, you reach over to her array of body products, but she stops you.

“Let me.” She says and grabs the body wash, she squirts out a decent amount and starts forming suds all over your body. The shower filled with the scent of pine and sandalwood, her in the purest form.

She turns you around, moving her hands from your arms to your chest, god the adrenaline she gave you every time she touched you. Butterflies from your stomach right down to where it matters. She moves her hand down to your stomach, she rests her hands on your hips as the suds wash off.

You can feel her breathing down your neck, sending shivers right down your spine flush with her exposed body. She turns you around one last time, she takes the remaining suds rubbing them across your ass, she’s not shy enough to not grab your ass right now.

You look at her face, then down to her sud covered chest and stomach, the strawberry blonde hair peeking out from in between her muscled thighs. You feel your breath hitch, then you look back up at her, fuck you were lucky.

You had known her barely 24 hours and you were butt ass naked in her shower as she washed your body. All because of some stupid dating app.

She leans down, kissing along your neck to your collarbones, the remainder of suds washing away as she places her hands back onto your ass. She pulls you closer to her by the grip on your ass, her body flush to yours.

“You look so fucking adorable darling.” You whine out a response as she kisses the perfect spot on your neck. It’s surely to be bruised after this shower, she attaches her plush lips to yours.

Transferring one hand to your neck with a gentle squeeze by her fingertips, the other to the back of your thigh. She walks you to the shower wall, hand still tightly wrapped on your neck. “You want this?” She asks, you nod. “More than you could know, I need it.”

You admit, she looks at you for a second then removes her hand from your neck, she kneels before you then puts a thigh on her freckled shoulder, she holds it there as she leans into where you need her.

Her lips connect to your heat, the water dribbling over the two of you making you feel hotter than you were. She licks a stripe up your clit then sucks on it, she looks up at you then mumbles something incoherent.

You tangle your hands into her hair, your back flush to the damp tiles. “Huh?” You ask her, as if her mouth wasn’t preoccupied by devouring you.

She looks back down, disconnecting her mouth, then her eyes come back to your face. “I could spend all day between your thighs.” She says with a smirk.

Blush covers your face as those blue eyes stare at you so innocently, after saying such a vile thing to you. You huff at her pulling her mouth back to you to shut her up, if she kept talking like that you wouldn’t last long.

Her grip on your thigh gets tighter, her mouth quickens her tongue dancing across your clit so perfect and planned. If you looked at her for too long, how her hand wrapped around your thigh, how she was on her knees for you, your knees weaken.

She caught on to your tightly shut eyes in concentration making sure not to miss a single flick of her tongue, she made it impossible to not look at her.

She looked up at you and pulled her mouth away, replacing it with a hand drawing slow and gentle circles on your clit, torture. “You’re gonna watch me eat your perfect fucking pussy or I won’t eat it at all.” She says to you, no she demands you.

You nod quickly. “Please, I will.” You beg her, your hips bucking at her slow fingers. “Good, good girl.” She says and leans back in, but this time it was different. It’s almost like that knowing you were watching her pulled something feral out of her because she fucking ate you up.

Her mouth attacked you like it was craving you for years, it was aggressive but not sloppy, it almost had more precision than before. You feel your knees weaken, you almost couldn’t stand. “F- fuck Abs I can’t ‘m gonna-.” You stuttered out to her and before you could finish your sentence she had dropped your thigh and stood up.

“Not yet darling.” She said towering over you, she grabs your chin and kisses you, you can taste yourself binded with her spit, your legs felt like they had melted long ago.

She pulls away, her hand wrapping around your throat keeping you in place, she looks at you as she slips her fingers inside you. Your walls clenching around them, she moves them gently then connects her lips with yours.

You push your tongue into her mouth, she groans into your mouth. Her hand on your neck tightens, making you feel lighter, her fingers speeding up, with force and intention the tips curling to your favourite spot to be abused. Her kisses are just as aggressive as her hands, your teeth banging with urgency and need.

You feel your walls begin to pulse, she pulls away from you to watch you come undone all over her. She nods at you as you whimper her name. “Just like that, such a beautiful little thing.” She says with a smirk as she attacks your gummy walls with a thrust of her fingers one last time.

She pulls out, her hand loosening from around your neck, you stare at her freckled face as you come down from your high.

She smiles at you, giving you a kiss and wiping a wet strand of hair out of your face, she holds your jaw for a moment just stroking your cheek with her thumb. She could be so sweet then be so aggressive in only ways you want her to be.

“You okay?” She asks, in a genuine tone. You nod with a smile, she smirks back. “Definitely more than okay.” You say wrapping your arms around her. “Ready to get out?” You tilt your head, did she just ask you to leave? “..of the shower darling.” She laughs, you almost laugh with her.

She wraps you in a towel, and sits you on her bed to wait for clothes, you didn’t want clothes around her. You wanted her to stare at every inch of your body 24/7 and personally you think she’d like it.

“Do you want pants or-“ she asks you and you shake your head, there was no need. You get dressed in a hoodie of hers and watch her slip on a t-shirt that was loose on her for once, made her look cute.

After you both got dressed she led you out the living room giving you a kiss and sitting next to you on the couch. She looks over at the kitchen then to you. “I’m going to make breakfast okay? You hungry?” She asks.

You smile at her. “Always.”

A/n: sorry i havent posted in so long why is writing fluff SO HARD i wanna post part three to my college abby

[t0msvi4gra]

do a 2007 dom bill smut pleaaaaseeeee

YESSS!!!!

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG IM SO SO SORRY

he looks so pretty here anyways

THE PARTY | DOM!BILL KAULITZ X FEMREADER

you were invited to a party by a friend who also happened to be bills friend as well. you kind of already knew him because of his band but your friend wanted you to meet him.

you dress in (choose your own outfit) and you do your makeup and you head to the party which was at your friends house.

you walk in and you hear blasting music and you squeeze through the crowd.

“f/n!” you call out her name and you see your friend talking to bill.

“hey y/n, this is bill… bill this is y/n.” she introduces you two and you both awkwardly wave at eachother.

“im gonna leave you two alone so you can chat.@ she winks at you and you roll your eyes but you smile softly when you look at bill.

“so… i know your band..” you say trying to start conversation. “yeah? i assume f/n told you huh?” he chuckles softly.

you nod and smile, “yeah… shes always talking about how i need to get a boyfriend and blah blah blah but… i just never have any luck.” you say sighing.

“well i dont see why? youre beautiful, im sure youre really smart… and youre really sweet.” he says softly handing you a drink.

as the party goes on, the people leave and your phone dies.

“shit…” you say as you stand outside.

bill comes up behind you. “whats wrong?”

“my damn phone is dead so i can’t buy an uber.” you sit down on the bench.

“you need to crash at my place?” he suggests smiling.

“thank you… you dont have to do that though.” you say trying to brush his request off.

“no its okay, come on.” you get in his car and you ride down the streets.

“when we get there, dont mind my brother, hes constantly fucking annoying and hes a perv so just dont freak out when you see him.” he warns

you chuckle and shrug. “he sounds… interesting.”

you get to his house and you get up to his room and you sit down on his bed.

“you can sleep in my bed if you dont want to sleep on the couch, just whatever makes you feel most home.” he nods and sits oddly close to you.

“mhm ill be okay here. its more comfortable.”

“do you wanna watch a movie?” he asks “uh sure i really like horror movies.” you smile a bit.

“me too honestly, which one do you wanna watch?” “i think the exorcist.. ive seen it so many times but i love it.” you smile and he puts the disc in.

into the movie, you jump at the jumpscares and you bury your head in his chest on accident.

after a moment you notice bill starts to get touchy.

“you know… youre kind of cute when youre scared…” he smirks down at you and his hands roam over your body. “bill..” you moan softly. he kisses you and you climb on top of him.

you both grind against eachother, feeling bill is hard and you kiss down his neck….

“fuck…” he moans as you kiss your way down his torso and you stop right under his belly button. “you mind?” you ask softly before he nods and you pull his underwear down.

“god you look so big.” you smile.

“fuck me baby. ride me.” he says lowly, as you sit up and you lube his cock with your wetness as you sink down onto his cock.

“fuck! bill..” you moan and gasp at his size.

he grabs your hips and helps you bounce up and down.

you grind and kiss him as your ride him.

“you feel amazing around me schatz.” he moan loudly as you bounce a bit faster.

“are you on the pill?” he asks as he feels himself about to cum.

“mhm… cum inside me… please come with me.” you whimper as your walls contract around him.

“come!” he groans and grunts words of pleasure as he cums inside you load after losd and your cum drips on his soft cock.

“god… that was… amazing.” he chuckles and you lay on him, sweating.

“can i stay here tonight? i dont want to be alone right now.” you asks softly.

“mhm of course. im here for you liebe.” he says kissing you.

[bbina]

since you finished packing yesterday, you were the first one to get inside the cinema room so that meant you had a loveseat all to yourself. immediately. you plopped your feet on the other side of the sofa so no one else would sit beside you. this was the last day for lounging around in a house with all your friends

not even a moment later the rest of the guys all start coming in, you figured everyone just finished doing their own thing.

suddenly the other side of the sofa dips. you look at the culprit who had the audacity to sit next to you only to see it was wonbin.

“hope this seat isn’t taken” wonbin quips, patting your leg as he moves it to the side so he can have some space to sit.

“it is, now move” you say, trying to kick him off the loveseat but he doens’t budge. instead, wonbin lifts your legs and places them on his lap.

“too damn bad” wonbin pokes his tongue out at you, leaning back as he makes himself comfortable.

eunseok passes by and makes a “bleugh” sound before sitting down on the sofa with shotaro following suit

shotaro makes eye contact with wonbin and grins, making a heart sign with his hands, referring to you and wonbin.

anton, sohee and seunghan all sit near the projector, arguing about which movie to play first.

“i say crayon shin chan!” seunghan proposes, snatching the laptop off anton’s hands as he types his favorite show onto the web. sohee lets out an irritated sigh before snatching the laptop back

“i don’t want to watch shinchan over and over again!” sohee argues, looking up new movies that everyone hasn’t seen yet.

“uh have you guys asked everyone what they wanted to watch though?” anton looks at the rest of you, just waiting for what movie they were gonna put on. eunseok hears the commotion and suggested trolls 3. you countered that by saying you wanted to watch a horror movie. but wonbin chimes in that he doesn’t want to watch anything scary the night before you all leave back to seoul, shotaro adds that he doesn’t really care what movie they’re gonna play.

at this point everyone was just talking over each other

while everyone was arguing, sungchan and his girlfriend wordlessly come into the room. they just had a little argument prior to coming and it was evident on sungchan’s face.

yujin was accusing sungchan about some baseless accusation that he was “too” concerned for your well being and that he should just drop the fact that you were with wonbin. sungchan argued back by saying he has the right to be concerned for you as you were his best friend.

not wanting to ruin the group’s plans, they just made amends for the sake of not ruining the last group bonding.

sungchan’s eyes trail towards you and wonbin when him and yujin find a spot to sit. the way your legs are on wonbin’s lap, wonbin massaging your legs as you play on your phone. sungchan couldn’t pinpoint what he was feeling over this. why does it hurt him that you’re acting like how you usually act with him with another person?

yujin notices sungchan staring and clicks her tongue in annoyance, promptly bringing sungchan back to his senses.

“them again? seriously sungchan, this is getting annoying and weird” she grumbles, arms crossed over her chest.

sungchan rsisted the urge to roll his eyes. “you’re just seeing things, jin”

yujin doesn’t say anything else and simply goes on her phone, ignoring sungchan.

“jesus christ let’s just watch everything!” you yell, having enough of everyone being indecisive.

“i wanna watch everything everywhere all at once too!” you hear sohee excitedly say to anton and seunghan who also agreed that they wanted to watch it too. not even a minute later, anton plays the movie and projects it to the big screen

you and wonbin start giggling at the fact they heard you wrong but it evidently prompted the youngests to start the movie marathon.

and so, everyone settles in and starts watching the first of many movies.

—

a couple movies in, you couldn’t take the cold much longer. you didn’t put into consideration how cold anton’s cinema room would be. you find yourself shivering next to wonbin who looked all warm and cozy thanks to his hoodie. you wrap your arms around your body, trying to conserve body heat, fidgeting next to wonbin.

“what are you doing?” he asks, noticing your discomfort

“nothing, just fixing my position” you reply, attempting to appear nonchalant (and failing)

wonbin notices the goosebumps on your skin and the way you were shivering a little. he sits up and takes off his hoodie before offering it to you.

“here” he says, handing over his hoodie to you. you hesitate for a bit before you shake your head no and refused his hoodie. wonbin rolls his eyes and pushes his hoodie back to your hands

“i’m not taking no for an answer” he says seriously, giving you a look that made you feel fuzzy. wonbin just had this effect on you when he was being serious. so you reluctantly accept the hoodie. wonbin smiles at this, commenting that you look cute in his hoodie before he resumes watching the movie.

you continue watching whatever movie was playing on the big screen, ignoring wonbin’s comment and that weird feeling in your stomach again

suddenly, wonbin removes your legs off his lap and stands up from the couch before leaving the room for a moment. when he returns, he drapes a blanket over you.

he plops back down on the couch and resumes watching the movie up front. you sit there dumbfounded by his act of service. he really took his time to get you a blanket from another room even after he already offered his hoodie.

you feel yourself blush as you sit there, touched by wonbin’s actions. who would even have thought that wonbin was that kind of boyfriend. but oh wait, he’s not your boyfriend. he’s just pretending to be. you start to feel a little conflicted. you shouldn’t even be feeling like this towards wonbin. never in a million years you’d find yourself imagining what it’s like to be wonbin’s real partner.

in attempt to pull yourself back to reality, you remind yourself that this was all fake. you and wonbin aren’t together. you never were. it was all just pretend til this whole thing is over.

maybe it wouldn’t hurt to try and be an actual couple.. even if it’s just for tonight.. you think to yourself. you were in a room with all your friends and sungchan’s girlfriend after all, might as well play the part

your eyes peer over to wonbin who was focused on the movie. you kick his back a little to grab his attention. wonbin turns around with an eyebrow raised. you motioned him to join you under the blanket

wonbin’s worried eyes glance over at eunseok who was at the other end of the room, laying on his back as his attention was fixed on the screen. even if this was all just pretend for him, he still fears eunseok just a tiny bit. he was your older brother after all and he can only guess what could go wrong if he actually pulled a move on you

wonbin feels you kick him again. he holds out his hand out, telling you to wait before scooting right next to you. you smile as you drape his side of the blanket on him before snuggling further into the couch, finally feeling warm

besides the kiss, this has been the closest wonbin has ever been next to you in front of the guys. you had a rule where there would be at least an inch of space between you just to keep things at bay but after everything that happened recently, it's safe to assume that rule has been ruled out

feeling a little risky, and tired from the awkward stiff position wonbin was in (he’s literally sat still with his hands strictly on his lap and his legs straight as a board with eunseok around), wonbin thinks that it may or may not be a bad idea to at least wrap an arm around you

wonbin suddenly leans down and whispers something to your ear

“can i wrap my arm around you? my arms is feeling a little cramped from sitting so straight” he whispers. you didn’t even need to answer him with the way your response was immediately laying your head on his chest. wonbin takes this as a yes and carefully wraps his arm over your shoulders, pulling you close to him

at that exact moment, everything suddenly feels like it’s fallen into place. this whole ordeal suddenly feels right for the both of you. you can’t deny the fuzzy feeling you’re feeling anymore. the way you are snug in wonbin’s arms just feels so right.

you can’t help but smile and sigh in content. wonbin takes it up a notch and leans his head on top of yours while rubbing random shapes on your exposed arm. almost as if this was second nature to him

you two remain in that position for a while, simply enjoying each other’s company while watching the movie. you even started absentmindedly playing with his free hand. wonbin pays no mind and even thinks that you look cute while doing it

“i need to wash my eyes with bleach, jesus christ” eunseok suddenly blurts out. his eyes wide at the sight before him. the rest of the guys look around to see what he was referring to, and their eyes fall on you and wonbin cuddling

you and wonbin simply ignore eunseok, as well as the teasing from the other guys

“eunseok just let them be” shotaro interjects, feeling happy for his best friend

“they’re so cute” seunghan adds

“wonbin hyung is so…” anton trails off, cringing a bit at the sight of his wonbin hyung being lovey-dovey

“will you guys shut up, we can’t hear the movie” wonbin grumbles. trying to block out the surprising supportive comments from his friends. despite his heart swelling at the thought that they actually like you guys together. he reminds himself that this was all for show

“bin is there popcorn left?” you ask, sitting up a bit to look over the table for the bowl of popcorn

wonbin removes his arm around you and looks for the said popcorn bowl which was empty. he shakes his head no and offers to grab some more but you pull him back to the couch, saying you’ll be the one to get it since he already went out of his way earlier to get you a blanket. you say this would be truce so you didn’t have to owe him anything. wonbin simply laughs and ushers you to hurry up before returning his attention back at the movie

with that, you leave the room to grab some more popcorn. sungchan notices and follows suit

“where are you going, chan?” yujin asks when sungchan removes his arm around her. “i’m gonna get a drink” he says, slowly getting up but is stopped when yujin clutches his shirt.

“let me come with”

“no, just stay here and keep my seat warm, okay?” was all he says before kissing the top of her head. she pouts, making sungchan’s heart swell and agrees. “fine, but could you get me a glass of water? thanks babe” she chirps before sinking further with the couch

sungchan spots you by the kitchen counter watching the little corn kernels pop. he smiles at the sight of you giggling as you watch more kernels pop and pop. you probably just added a new batch and was waiting for it to cook

he sneaks up on you before poking your side. instantly, you jump and let out a small yelp.

“fuck you” you cursed, glaring at your best friend.

“haven’t had a proper conversation with you in a while and the first thing you say to me is “fuck you”? i’m hurt, y/n” sungchan pouts, pulling out the puppy eyes on you

you huff as you divert your attention back at the popcorn maker. “what do you want sungchan”

sungchan? not jinsu? sungchan thinks to himself. he shakes his head before trying to make you look at him

“what? can’t i talk to you anymore?” sungchan raises a brow, “and whats with the government name? what happened to jinsu?” he continues, why are you suddenly mean to him?

“that’s your name isn’t it?” you sassed, hoping that the popcorn machine finishes soon. you couldn’t stand to be near sungchan much longer

“y/n” he frowns

the popcorn machine dings, signaling that it was done cooking. you hurriedly scoop a handful to pour it into your bowl. once the bowl is filled to the brim, you walked around sungchan, silent indicating that the conversation is now over

“why are you avoiding me these days?” sungchan turns around to look at you, clearly frustrated with your constant brushing off of his attempts to make a decent conversation with you

“i’m not” you deny, not wanting to continue the conversation. why can’t sungchan take the hint that you didn’t want to talk to him?

“ever since this trip started, you’ve done nothing but brush me off or avoid me. what gives?” sungchan accuses.

you stop on your tracks. a part of you just wanted to drop the bomb on him right there. you were tired of hiding your feelings for him but you know that won’t change anything. he already has yujin so what’s the point?

“are you still mad that i didn’t tell you? god, i said i was sorry already!” sungchan throws his hands up in frustration, “i’m sorry i have a girlfriend now. there, is that what you wanted to hear?” he rants

you snap your head towards him, incredulous at his accusation. yes, you were upset with him over that but that doesn’t mean you were mad at him for having a girlfriend that isn’t you.

“what the fuck is wrong with you, sungchan?” you fumed, slamming the plastic bowl filled with popcorn on the kitchen island. sungchan’s eyes widened at your outburst. already feeling regret that he said those things to you so easily

“sorry to burst your little bubble but i don’t really give a shit if you have a partner” you continued, seething “in case you haven’t noticed i’m with wonbin now” you add, the words just tumbling out before you can stop yourself

hurt flashes through sungchan’s features at the mention of wonbin. so it really is confirmed now. that you really are with wonbin

“wonbin, huh” sungchan chuckles wryly. “so you really are dating him.. since when? why tell me this now?” sungchan continues to throw out questions

that’s when it hits you. that you admitted your “relationship” with wonbin with sungchan. the initial plan of not confirming anything long gone. you internally curse yourself for digging a deeper grave, realizing that you now have to keep up the act til god knows when

“why does it matter to you? you have a girlfriend now so i shouldn’t be your concern anymore!” you bark. having enough with this conversation, you stormed out of the kitchen empty handed, leaving an upset sungchan alone in the kitchen.

“fucking hell” you cursed quietly, walking back to the cinema room. til you spot wonbin leaning by the wall, who seemed to be eavesdropping the entire time

“how much did you hear?” you ask frantically, your hands shaking.

“the part where you confirmed our “relationship” to him” wonbin says, “even if we just said we wouldn’t be doing that” he mumbles the last part.

feeling overwhelmed with everything, tears well up in your eyes. wonbin notices and quickly makes his way towards you, immediately engulfing you in his embrace. your initial irritation with sungchan gradually turns into frustration as you begin to cry

wonbin doesn’t know what took over him when he suddenly plants a kiss on your forehead, ushering you that everything will be alright but somehow it made you feel a tad bit better. the feeling of frustration slowly dispersing

you pull away for a bit, feeling a little embarrassed that wonbin’s shirt was now wet with your tears.

“sorry” you murmured, wiping your snot with the sleeve of his jacket that you were wearing, “wow i can’t believe i let someone else that isn’t eunseok see me cry” you try to crack a joke mid breakdown

wonbin chuckles, tucking the messy strays of hair away from your face. “even in a breakdown, you still managed try and crack a joke?” he muses, trying to make you feel better. it does make you feel better that wonbin was taking care of you. something was just so comforting about wonbin especially when he has you like this in his embrace.

sungchan suddenly appears, a glass of water in hand as per his girlfriend’s request. he feels his chest tighten at the sight of you and wonbin having a moment. he suddenly hears you sniffling and that’s when he realized that he made you cry.

at the same time, wonbin looks up to see sungchan staring at him with wide eyes. wonbin averts his gaze back to you, rubbing your back as you hug him again. sungchan apologizes for interrupting before heading back to the cinema room.

you didn’t bother to look back at sungchan and just stayed still in wonbin’s embrace in the middle of the hallway.

when wonbin was sure that sungchan was out of earshot, he pulls away from the hug to look at your face. your tear stained cheeks and swollen eyes. eunseok might kill him on the spot if you return to the cinema room in that state

“do you want to head back or..?” wonbin starts, unsure how to ask you if you wanted to be back at the cinema room or elsewhere

“i’d rather be anywhere than be in a place where sungchan is in” you grumbled, recalling your argument in the kitchen. “let’s go to my room” you say, grabbing his hand, intertwining it with yours before heading towards your room.

you ignore that weird feeling you had in your stomach again whenever you were like this with wonbin. the feeling of warmth and comfort that he unknowingly provides you

back in the cinema room where almost everyone but yujin was passed out, sungchan hands her the cup of water she requested.

she sits up and gratefully takes the cup from sungchan.

“what took you so long?” she pouts, taking a sip of water, watching her boyfriend who seemed to be frustrated.

“got caught up with y/n and wonbin and we just had a little talk” he says, avoiding the topic.

“y/n again?” she mutters but sungchan doesn’t hear it, before putting the cup in the cup holder, “okay..” she says, dropping the topic. sungchan wasn’t in the mood to talk about it, so be it.

between the lines ★ why does it matter?

⤷ from what started as a simple arrangement to hide your feelings for a certain someone by getting into in a fake relationship soon turns into a tangled mess. in which some things are hard to tell when you can’t read between the lines

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[harrywavycurly]

At First Sight Part 3: He’s What?

Masterlist: Here

CW: Language

Tag List: @ali-r3n @blckburd @comeonatmebruh @sweetmoonlove0214 @heydreamchild @mrsjellymunson @marshmallowgem @sofaritsalrightt @josephquinnsfreckles

A/N: Poor Robin being brought into all this and poor Eddie for not knowing what to do with himself, enjoy the madness and don’t worry you’ll ACTUALLY be in the next part😂💖

“He’s what?” “In love with her.” “I’m not just in love with her Harrington…it’s…way fucking more than that man…it’s like she’s all I can think about until I get to see her again and…and the idea of her being alone right now instead of being safe with me just kills me I need-” “you need to take a few deep breaths and just relax for a moment Munson.” “So…he’s…in love with her? And you wanna know if I know her? Why didn’t you just ask Dustin to talk to her?” “Because he has a big fucking mouth and will just blab that Eddie’s in love and that’ll freak her out.” “Right Steve because her seeing him all heart eyes and mouth open literally drooling at the idea of her won’t freak her out?…you’ve lost your damn mind.” “Do you know her or not Buckley? I don’t have time for this…it’s already been two days since I saw her and that’s about all I can do before I take things into my own hands and go knock-” “you’re not knocking on anyone’s door! We’ve been over this a hundred times!” “Yes…I know her and…yeah I can reach out and see if she has any idea who the hell you are and if…she’d be interested in you having her phone number.” “You know her? Like you’re friends with her?” “Yes Eddie I’m friends with-” “what’s she like? Does she like flowers? Is she allergic to anything? You think she’ll like my hair? I can cut it if she wants I don’t care oh oh do you think-” “you have got to get him away from me Steve or I’m going to gag him with a bag of Swedish fish.” “Now you see what I’ve been dealing with…I made him stay with me because I didn’t trust that he wouldn’t go over to her house and embarrass himself.” “Nothing to do with telling the love of my life how I feel is embarrassing…grow up.” “What did Dustin say? Did he mention if seeing her will make him…not so…crazy?” “He said if she feels the same they’ll both have like a moment and then their personalities should go back to normal but they’ll just be….disgustingly in love.” “And if she doesn’t feel the same?” “Why would you say that? Do you know something? Did she mention me?” “Calm down Munson.” “Don’t tell me to calm down Harrington! I’m in fucking love and you’re both being assholes about it!” “Jesus let me just talk to her and get this over with just…go walk around the store while I see what I can do.” “But not by the door…I don’t want you getting any ideas about leaving without any supervision.” “Yeah yeah whatever I’ll be in the horror section…oh shit.” “What?” “What if she doesn’t like scary movies? I’m gonna have to watch…romcoms…” “Oh my god you’re so annoying.” “I’m gonna go in the back and text her…” “oh so you’re just gonna leave me alone with him? Nice Buckley real nice.” “Later losers…I’ll either be back with good news or….I won’t be back at all.”

[cedarwoodtears]

anything u wanna say abt until dawn?? it can be hcs, theories, whatever comes to ur mind :)

not to be creepy but i wanna hear you yap abt until dawn 😭

HI ANON so sorry im sick so i slept in. its not creepy at all dont worry hehe ill gladly talk about this stupid game all day!!! honestly its all gonna be random hcs not much correlation whatsoever

• mike is NOT a gamer. especially fighting games oh lord as much as he tries he just cannot. he’s like a permanent noob. i fear even a 90 year old grandma can match his level…doesn’t mean he doesn’t enjoy those games! just that he sucks at it. whenever he plays with chris or josh it’s like watching a murder unfold infront of your eyes….it’s brutal. but i mean hey with having two amputated fingers you can’t blame him. he’s surprisingly good at rhythm games though. when you think of mike i doubt you think of osu or pjsk but god DAMN he’s weirdly good.

• chris is everyone’s go-to tech support guy. your phone is being slow? your computer isn’t working? can’t figure out where your file went? just ask and he will 99.99% of the time help fix it. not before teasingly calling them old teehee he tries to explain how to prevent it from happening again but he uses all these technical mumbo jumbo terms it flies over most peoples heads. mike likes hearing chris ramble about all that though, even if he doesn’t understand it he thinks it’s adorable…(chris x mike is REAL ITS REAL!!! still calls him a dork though. always he always will. because it’s true and mike loves him for it.)

• i ideally imagine sam’s room to be the MOST comfortable place on earth. like there’s always some candle going, cute little plants everywhere, warm tones, fairy lighting, fuzzy blankets, like it’s just a room you’d feel so safe in!!! and oh my god does she always have the best snacks. movie nights at her house go CRAZYY it’s literally the ideal spot. the gang get together every so often and have them, but sam really goes all out with the snacks and drinks and decor!! josh gets a $5 entry fee just because hes josh hehe (not really but i like to imagine josh is always like “i owe you one!” when it ends..he pays in kisses and cuddles)

• jessmatt is REAL their potential relationship dynamic is so cute!!! i feel like mike is definitely not the right guy for her, matt is more mellow which imo suits her better. him and emily are cute but….idk. all i know is matt would be an absolute sweetheart to jess, like he’d spend hours looking for perfects gifts for her and remind her of how beautiful she is inside and out constantly….always admiring her and hyping her up whenever she gets insecure….i can’t sobs she’s just as sweet back to him. jess isn’t that into sports but you best believe she will ALWAYS cheer him on in football (sometimes matt gets embarrassed from how loud she does…..) and she always has some little treat for him after he wins.

• ashley having such a creative and talented mind…not only can she write, she loves pottery and painting and occasionally knitting…everyone has a handmade gift from ash somewhere in their house. and it’s not like a quick little thing no she takes her TIME!!! and it always comes in a box with a pink bow and a heartfelt note attached to it!! she is just so babygirl. always so thoughtful and imaginative her room is full of posters and her own art and it’s all so colorful and BEAUTIFUL!!!! and oh so humble she tends to downplay her skill like girl you just wrote the most gut-wrenchingly divine well-thought out absolutely incredible piece of fiction and she’s like “it’s not the best 😓” and everyone is like “ash what the hell do you mean this is the best thing i’ve EVER read”

• josh and sam….ough….ough my heart💔❤️💔❤️……as much as sam was traumatized and by everything that went down and is still somewhat hurt by his actions, she’s still there for josh. still holds him close and comforts him, still tells him it’s all going to be okay, still lets him know he’s loved, still kisses his forehead and runs her fingers lovingly through his hair….sobs so loudly AHHH!! of course they’re still pranksters to each other. the amount of dumb pranks josh pulls on her nothing is safe hehe he’s always scheming. his favorite is the whoopee coushin because it’s so dumb and incredibly unfunny it actually physically pains her while he’s laughing his ass off fucking in HYSTERICS over how unamused she is…little does he know sam’s got some tricks up her sleeve too…

• emily’s closet is UNMATCHED!!! her habit of spending ridiculous amounts of money on clothes has only furthered but no one can lie she is just…amazing with dressing. she loves going clothes shopping with the girls and somehow always manages to find something that they all love!! she’ll help the guys too but….eh…..not really her cup of tea (men’s fashion that is). she’s made up with jess and they’re friends now, but emily will always stay emily and make her sharp, witty comments about everyone and everything teehee. she is so caring and kind deep down though, and an even better friend to get advice from!! just don’t ask her how to save money better ahem she can’t help with that 😅

• also mike went back and got wolfie. they’re best friends mike has hundreds of photos of him literally just sitting. being cute. half his posts on instagram are wolfie. he has so many damn nicknames for that wolf it’s crazy he’s already forgotten like half of them. wolfie could literally tear apart his house and after awhile of him being mad he’d be like “but he’s so cute….i can’t stay mad at you bud who’s a good boy” mike your couch is unrecognizable he is NOT a good boy for that 😭❌🙅‍♂️

[unabashednightmarepizza]

𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 8

Tagging: @augustwithquills, @idohknow @bloody-mf-bsc

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shadowandbone: A big thank you for our lovely Y/N Y/L/N- Barnes and her success! We are proud to have you and witness your art and talent from up close!

And a big thank you to the fans, who helped and supported us in this journey of winning not one but 4 awards in one night! We couldn't have done it without any of you!

And no, this definetly not her proud husband writing this.

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Y/N Y/L/N-Barnes: I will never get used to being called that name 🫠

jessie_mei_li: you both are such simps I'm gonna puke🤢😜😝

kittheyounger: ı'm gonna have cavities because of their sweetness... Who knew she loved being called "Barnes"?

freddycarter1: probably her husband?? And no, benbarnes, we don't wanna know the details... the last time terrorized me 😧😨😳

User5: First Y/N and now Ben... I knew they had the password!

User8: BIG CONGRATS TO OUR GIRL AND EVERYONE WHO WORKED HARD!🫡😎

User4: so proud to watch you all!

amita_suman: Don't let the picture decieve you, the bouquet is way bigger 😁

freddycarter1: I guess Ben's simping's proof is very obvious 😎

User11: our girl deserved every single one of them, alongside other ones she got! Must be hard to try to find a place to put them in their house where her babies can't reach lol

User2: Mother is mothering again. Slayed with that dress as usual.😎🫦

User9: fr, I bet my ass everyone was jealous of her because she is pretty, succesfull, happy, has a gorgeous husband and even more gorgeous and cute children... The list could go on.

User6: Ben must be damn proud of his wife. I think I saw him shed a tear while he clapped loudly for her 🥹

User13: the fact that Ben forgets his own password but uses this account freely baffles me... Girl, is he using your phone again?

Y/N Y/L/N-Barnes: No, surprisingly enough he isn't.

User3: WE CAUGHT HER, SHE HAS BEEN THE USER OF THIS ACCOUNT

User7: 🚨🚨🚨 OPEN THE DOOR Y/N WE HAVE THINGS TO TALK ABOUT

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Y/N Y/L/N-Barnes: Only one minute... One minute I left him with our baby girl and he did this. I mean... She looks hilarious and Ben is very proud of his work but did you have to make her like that? She will look at these pictures one day!

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User3: Ben's cheeky grin, knowing that he wouldn't take sofa punishment is more hilarious djdjddj But babygirl Barnes looks so happy 🥹❤️

User6: His shirt was a paid actor lol

User18: That's why babies shouldn't be left with fathers, without guidance... It's never guaranteed if the baby would be glued to the ceiling or lost in the blankets lol

User3: Why does she look like she could take part as the baby in Adams Family? That joyous, blonde baby in fhe movies I mean??

User8: LoL I can see the resemblance now djsjdj she is cute tho I just want to squish her cheeks!

User3: so true! I don't like babies, but babygirl Barnes is an exception.

User6: she is the only baby, including their son, that I would gladly commit homicide for

Y/N Y/L/N-Barnes: As much as I am glad I have an army of protective SIBLINGS for my children, let's not do that 😅

User16: Is that a little bit of belly I see?? Dadbod!Ben??? Anyone?

User6: Okay but... Is it just me or did Ben become more happy and attractive ever since having a family?

user17: Only the best wishes to your family!

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benbarnes: The other half of my soul, my beutiful wife, the mother of our children and the joy of our chaotic yet happy family... There are many titles you have but the best one for me is Mrs.Barnes, happy anniversaries, darling. All the memories we made together (including yes, the mess in the kitchen many times we cooked together) is nothing but perfection to me. My only wish for the future is to be able to make more with our children.

I love you so much ❤️

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Y/N Y/L/N-Barnes: I'm the happiest I ever was, my love. Thank you for the joy you brought me, thank you for being my husband and the father of our children. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you 💐🥹❤️💓

[little-bumblebeeee]

hey! would you mind doing dustin x fem!reader...? about anything really, i just need more fics of him because i love him and i barely ever see any

phew, sorry, life got my ass before I could start this lmao. I got sick again but luckily my new house doesn't have nasty shit in the walls so let's hope this gets better 👍

Anyways, have some awkward teenage flirting and confessions with 641 words ♡

You only said yes when you were asked by a teacher if you wanted to sign up for camp Know-Where because you thought she said camp Nowhere, but next thing you knew you were on a bus full of nerds. Like, textbook nerds. The kids behind you just kept going on and on about science stuff and it gave you a headache. And when you turned around to tell them to shut up, you met Dustin.

Now you can't seem to shake him away from you, even a year later.

"C'mon, just sit in on this session to see if you like it!" Dustin says, trying to convince you to get into d&d for what seems like the millionth time in the span of this short year in which you've known each other.

"For the last time, I have better things to do, Dustin. Speaking of, you have a book report that you can't afford to get an F on if you wanna keep a good grade." You remind him, sticking a finger into his shoulder, watching red bloom in his cheeks as he rolls his eyes and walks past you into the drama room where Hellfire is held. Unfortunately, even though you prefer being alone, you don't like going places by yourself, so you have to jog to catch up with him.

You've never seen him like this before, his eyes wide and lips parted just barely as he listens so intently to Eddie's theatrical speech, you think not even a tornado passing through would shake him. You sit away from the table, watching as he yells and cheers, going through the most colorful range of emotions you've ever seen.

And when they win, who does he go to? Straight to you, taking you in his arms and squeezing tight. "So!?" He says over the yelling of his fellow Hellfire Club members, a big smile on his face. You just shake your head, letting the boy drag you outside along with Mike and Erica, the promise of his mom paying for pizza being what lures the other two, but it's Dustin that seems to capture your focus. He always seems to do that for you, doesn't he? Even in summer camp.

You've been to Dustin's house countless times, but none where him and Mike are arguing over a pizza and character sheets. The phone has rung about 4 times, his mom calling because Mike has to pack for California to see Will and El for spring break, but the boy just refused to pack on time. When he finally does leave, it's just you and Dustin.

Just you and Dustin.

You'd be lying if you said you weren't scared. Not of him, but of yourself. You get this terrible horrible feeling in your chest that you might say something stupid and mess this all up, but it seems like Dustin is one step ahead of you.

"Hey. Hypothetically, what would you say if I.. asked you to the movies this weekend. As a date." He asks you with a slight tilt of his head and a nervous smile. You can't believe your own ears. It's not like you're some science nerd or d&d fanatic like he is, so why you? You don't bother to ask, just grateful this is happening in the first place.

"Hypothetically.. I'd say yes." You reply, your shaky hand finding his own. You hate all this awkward eye contact but you can't seem to look away, not when his eyes seem bluer than normal– god, when did they get so blue?

"Cool.. cool. So.." He starts, trailing off as you nod.

"Yeah. Uh– sure." You say a little too quickly. You're both just laughing a little now, this is just too awkward to take seriously.

But now you've got a date this weekend. And you feel pretty damn good about it.

[thomatri]

Anyone Else But You

Synopsis- based off of Anyone Else But You by The Moldy Peaches

Paring - Semi Eita x freader

Warning- cursing, implied underage drinking, alcohol

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“Semi” I say as we’re cuddled up on the coach watching some movie we’ve watched a million times before

“Yeah love?” He asks looking down at me

“Honestly sometimes I feel like your a part time lover and a full time friend” I say snicker and he smiles

“Well I was your best friend before your boyfriend so I guess that makes sense” he says and I nod

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2011 first year of high school

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“I can’t believe that’s your bag” Semi says snickering

He came over the night before to help me pack my bag NOT to bully me just to clarify

“Well it’s trendy in America” I say and he laughs

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2014 first year of college

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“I can’t believe there making the lead guitarist ride the train to the venue” I say scrolling on my phone

And he kisses my forehead

“Hm?” I ask looking up and he smiles

“Now is not the time to be mindlessly scrolling now is the time to celebrate” Semi says laughing and I smile putting my phone away

“And what are we celebrating?” I ask staring into his beautiful eyes

“My first gig duh” he says ruffling my hair

“HEY!”

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I helped Semi through the entire prepping process along with the manager of the band and now there about to start

As the lights dim I hear the guitar rift and the singer begin to sing

And all I can focus on is how incredible Semi looks

He swings from side to side shredding his guitar

He’s amazing

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2013 third year of high school

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“You know one day we’re going to be something great” Semi says the wind blowing as we sit on the roof top

“Oh yeah?”

“Hell yeah!” He says and I laugh

“Like What?” I ask smiling

“We’ll definitely not modeling since we’re pretty ugly” he says snickering and I glare

“Speak for yourself I’m adorable” I say and he kisses me

“Damn Right”

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2013 third year of high school

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I rush out of the house

Geez who knew private school kids knew how to party

God I don’t even know if who’s throwing the part is from our school

I walk until I somehow find myself in what seems to be a forest though I’m pretty sure the owner to the house backyard leads into a forest

I stare at the trees and pebbles on the ground in silence. The only sound I hear is my own heavy breath and the trees rustling until I hear someone shoes crinkle the leaves behind me

“Y/n? Oh my god there you are” Semi says hugging me from behind tighty

“I’m so so sorry I knew you didn’t want to go to this stupid party and I made you anyways I promise I won’t ever do something like this again. We can study for the stupid test all you want tomorrow I swear” Semi says putting his head on my shoulders

“I…I’ll think about it right now I jus wanna sit down” I say drowsy and over stimulated

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2011 second year of high school

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“Oh my god this band is amazing”

“I know”Semi says

We’re just speeding (within the speed limit)

To who knows where with the windows rolled down and playing music

We’d be blasting it but we don’t want to get in trouble

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2013 third year

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Semi and I gulp as we walk into math

Despite Shiratorizawa being known for its smart students it has some duds and Semi and I are apart of those duds

But jus because we sometimes cheat and fail a few assignments doesn’t mean we’re not smart

“And begin” the teacher says and we all flip over our papers

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2016 third year of college

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“I can’t believe I’m fucking graduating this year” I say feeling overwhelming

“It’s going to be okay I promise” Semi says holding me as we lay on my bed

“I don’t know how you just saying everything going to be okay makes me feel a little better” I say smiling up at him

“It’s because my love so powerful it mops the floor with depression”Semi says and I snicker

“I love the way you make me feel” I say hugging him

“And I love you” Semi says kissing my forehead

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2015 second year of college

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“God now my manager on my ass about selling tickets because our last show was smaller than the one before but like seriously we’ve been doing good I don’t know what she’s on!” Semi says pouring himself another shot

I hate seeming him like this

“Semi it’s going to be okay. Look on the bright side atleast you have a stage to perform on, I have to play to you and myself in my dorm room alone” I say chuckling a bit at the end

He stares at me

“Yeah Whatever” he says and I frown

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2015 first year of college

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As Semi and his band start to play the crowd goes wild usually I just sing along to the lyrics but I’m feeling tispy and am louder than I usually would be

“IM YOUR BIGGEST FAN” I scream and Semi looks at me and bust out laughing seemingly playing better than before

I’m gonna have to scream more often at his concerts

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Part 2?

Fun fact you and Semi started dating towards the end of your first year of college

[lovemesomesurveys]

What did you have for dinner tonight? Nothing yet, but I'm getting Applebee's takeout soon.

If you were given a million dollars, what would you spend it on? I'd have to do the important shit like pay off my debt as well as both my parents' and brother's debts. I'd buy a house for my parents and I and one for my brother and his bf. I'd furnish and decorate and all that, too. Traveling, for sure.

Have you ever cried in front of your parents over a boyfriend or girlfriend? No.

What does your bedroom smell like right now? I don't really smell anything.

Have you ever shaved off your eyebrow before? No. I've definitely over plucked when I was younger lol.

Do you want to have a boy or girl whenever you have kids? I don't want children.

Your pregnant with twins: What do you name them? I'm not having kids. I can't even get pregnant if I wanted to, which is good cause I don't wanna.

Describe your outfit. Jeggings and a gray tee with two skeleton hands making a heart in the upper left corner.

What gigabyte is your memory card? I don't have a memory card.

What brand is your digital camera? I don't have a digital camera. I just use my phone.

When was the last time you hung out with your best friend? My two best friends I met online a couple years ago and we haven't met up in person yet cause they both live in different states than me across the country. We message each other everyday on Facebook messenger and text sometimes, too. And leave a lot of voice memos.

What is a movie you're waiting to see? I haven't really seen or heard about new movies lately, like what's even coming out?

Who was the last person to cook something for you? My mom.

Do you ever sit and think what if about something? Oh, all the time. About a lot of things. It's an awful game to play.

If so, what is it? Like I said, a lot of things.

What’s on tv right now? Something on the ID channel.

Do you ever stop and smell the roses? I need to. I'm always so wrapped up with my own shit and stuck in my own head and I need to appreciate more.

Where do you download music from? I haven't downloaded music in over a decade. I've been using Spotify for years.

How many channels do you have on your tv? I have no idea. A lot.

What are you most scared of? My loved ones passing away. I regularly get panic thoughts about someone suddenly dying. I have had this problem since I was a small child. <<< That's my top fear. I've experienced losing my maternal grandparents and that was incredibly hard as well as losing two dogs.

If you were given a chance to bring someone back to life, who would you choose? My grandma. But see, that's a complex question cause as much as I miss her and wish she were here, I wouldn't want her to come back and be in the same situation as before health wise. And she was in so much pain toward the end. I wouldn't want her to come back and experience that again.

Do you talk to any of your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend? No.

If so, which one? ^^^^

What is your mom doing right now? She's watching Tiktoks.

Are you currently listening to music? No.

What is the weather like right now? It's currently 70 F.

Do you like new music or older music? A variety of both from various genres and artists.

If you could make a law, what would kind of law would you make? I don't know.

What was the last video game you played? The last new Mario game that came out. I can't remember what it's called.

What is currently going on in the room you're in right now? I'm watching YouTube and eating peanut butter M&M's, my mom is watching Tiktoks, and my doggo is laying down.

Do you know where your best friend is? At their homes.

Who was the last person to comment you on Facebook? Her name is Danae.

What is your display picture of on Facebook? A selfie.

Do you ever sit and think about the past? All the damn time. My mind lives there.

If you could relive any moment in time: what would it be? My childhood.

Are you a talker or a listener? Definitely more of a listener.

What is one food you will not eat? Seafood.

Do you eat anything now that you never used to eat? Hmm. I don't think so.

Have you ever kissed the same sex? No.

When does school start this year? I've been done with school for awhile.

Do you ever shout for absolutely no reason? Uh, no.

Have you stuck with your new years resolution? I stopped making those a longggg time ago. I never stuck to them anyway.

Do you need to lose any weight right now? Nooo. I need to gain some weight.

What is something you want right now? To not be hot and be able to get some sleep soon.

Do you hate when you see teachers in stores? I haven't had that happen in very long time. It was always weird though the times it has happened. Like an animal out in the wild lmao. When I was a kid, I used to think the teachers lived there.

What always puts a smile on your face? Hm.

Where can I find you on a Saturday night? At home in bed like everyday.

What is the best thing about Sundays? Nothing. It's just another day for me. <<<

What is your music provider (itunes, windows media player)? Spotify. Windows media player omg is that still a thing? I've had Mac computers since 2009.

How many songs do you have? A shit ton.

When was the last time you had a period? I really don't get one anymore, like just some spotting sometimes. I still get the awful symptoms, though, so that's shitty.

Why do you think the sky is blue? Cause God made it that way.

If you could change the sky to any color, which would you choose? It's so pretty during a sunset when it's various colors. I wish it looked like that everyday throughout the day.

Is there anything wrong with you right now? There always is.

Do you hate when people stare at you? Yes, it's rude and irritating.

[kyoongboxi]

Don't Come Closer —

[Baekhyun AU] #2

Summary; Pinelark is more than a small resident that offers its beauty and went viral on the internet. Pinelark is a place where folklore comes true, but you didn't realize until a magical creature caught your presence and you let them in.

Pairing; Baekhyun x Reader

Genre; werewolf au, romance, fluff, slight angst

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one — two — three — four

The afternoon sun had been completely replaced by the darkness of the night. It was pretty quiet outside, you were settled on the couch with the TV and fireplace on. Eyes lazily staring at the screen as it becomes the only bright lights illuminated you because the clock showed its already past one a.m. so you must turn off the lights and get ready to sleep.

You decided that you choose to sleep on the couch starting from tonight and you don't know till when because you have a dog— not technically a dog— to take care of. It was laying on the wooden floor near the fireplace breathing heavily with both eyes closed. You gave him raw meat on the plate but you noticed it was still untouched.

You and Johnny were successfully treating his wounds and wrapped his legs with bandages. Johnny was so worried about you, he suggests that you leave the wolf to rest on your porch instead of bringing him inside but you insisted. And that is why your phone always rings every twenty minutes but it finally stops now. The man was finally drifted into the dreamland.

Humans gifted with fear so they need to be careful of every actions they choose or took. Your eyelids feel a little heavier so you took one last glance against the laying wolf before you lay down as well on the couch. Not forgetting the shotgun that was placed long on the coffee table.

You sleep peacefully until you wake up in a milky light of dawn because you heard the front door was being banged and scratched. The TV was already turned off because you put an off timer before you sleep. You sat up, rubbing your sleepy eyes but you heard another bang on the door.

"Goodness calm down— I'm coming!" You screamed, hoping its loud enough to hear for whoever someone at the door. "Dad is that you?"

Hearing no answer, you decided to bring your shotgun as you walked at the door for safety. Aiming it at your chest high until—

"Oh shit" Your body immediately froze as you saw the big ball of fur sitting at the door, currently staring at you. "Damn you healed fast"

"You won't hurt me, right? I helped you yesterday" The white-greyish wolf just continues to stare at you innocently but no matter how cute it looks, you still have a fear inside because there's no way you're this close with a beast in your own territory. And most importantly, how could you not notice when it walked to your door?

"What do you want? You wanna leave? You wanna go outside?" You keep asking the wolf, hoping that it understands what you are saying. You decided to lower your weapon, afraid that it might frighten him and the wolf might attack you because of that.

"Alright— I'll open the door but could you— could you please step aside a little bit?" You gestured with your free hand and surprisingly, the wolf understand.

"Okay— okay" With your heart starting to beat faster, you took a deep breath. Slowly taking several steps forward, eyes still glued to the wolf as you walked past it and opened the door in one swift movement.

You backed up your body pressed against the wall as the wolf limping past you outside, you held your breath, until it finally disappeared to the right and you closed the door right away. You finally exhaled, your body slipped into the floor because your knees gave up.

It was Saturday which means you will be having two days off from work and guess you will be doing nothing but stuck in the house, reading some books and watching some movies alone. Remembering it was still pretty much dawn, you got up into your feet. Using the shotgun for a support.

You walked back into the couch. Noticing the bowl filled by raw meat was empty and you smiled at the sight. You have always been dreaming to keep a dog since you were little but your dad won't let you because your mom is allergic. It just feels so nice that you just helped a wolf to heal.

Now you were back on the couch, thinking that you should probably go back to sleep. Your fingers reach out the blanket that was dropped to the floor and pull it up to your body. You were just about to close your eyes and drifted into the dreamland until you heard the door being scratched again.

"Oh— please. Don't tell me the wolf wants to go back inside.." You murmured to yourself as you stared at the ceiling, unsure if you should keep the door closed or let him in again.

But then you found yourself already at the door, peeping through the hole and the wolf standing outside. Curiously looking up hoping that the door would be opened in any second. "Should I let you in? I swear I'm scared.. I don't want something like 'A 26 year old female killed by a wolf she rescued' spreading on the news as the highlight.. What the hell"

With trembled hands, you pull the door knob open slowly with both hands, slowly revealing your presence behind the door into the wolf. "I'll— I'll let you in again but— don't hurt me. Alright?"

You pressed your back tightly against the wall as you let the wolf in. Your heart thumping loudly, ready to jump out of your ribcage in any second. When the wolf is limping past you, you closed the door and followed his steps quietly behind.

The wolf was back to its place near the fireplace. Laying down with the head rests against its palm. The wolf took a glance towards you as you arrived in the living room without lifting its head. "What? You want more food?"

Instead of lifting its head for a sign, the wolf closed both of its eyes and you sighed. Hesitantly slipping against the couch and laying down. Ready to go back into a slumber even though your heart still beats so fast. You suddenly remember that you saw a man who slept with a cheetah on the news and the man was fine until morning. Now it's your turn to sleep with a wolf.

Later that day, you woke up because your legs felt numb. The clock showed it was around eleven in the morning. You thought your legs were hanging off the end of the couch but the sight in front of you successfully caused you to let out a high pitched scream and jump out off the couch right away, landed on your butt.

"Oh my God! What— what are you doing?!"

The wolf is also startled because of you, eyes wide open and now it's the one dominating the couch. Staring at your directions with the weirdest expression ever.

[d-x-z]

Sleepless nights, sleepfilled mornings.

(Evil morty-from the fanfic-x male reader)

Note: if you read the fanfic I do call backs to their times, and I mentions this one before but I will turn them into oneshots >:)

(Posted before the fanfic is published—needed to be proof read, arc 1 needs to be rewritten/improved— for context evil morty is just morty prime but before he decided to go solo. Pre-rick timeline)

I'm writing and posting this because it's been DECADES since I posted written work in YEARS like 2019 type years, so if I'm bad at writing don't mind it

!!17+ AGES DO NOT INTERACT, 16 AND BELOW ONLY BLOG ALLOWED!!

Desc: morty has a hard time sleeping, with his neighbor alone at home who had a hard time falling asleep isolated in his house. Both decide to hang out at morty's room for the night

Type: comfort?/fluff

Morty was the type to get nightmares. Don't get me wrong at his age he probably should have understood by now, but none of them are real. But considering his school life was shit it's been haunting him ever since

As for the boy on the other side of the road he sat awake in his bed, binge watching marvel movies to see if it will tire him only to find out it would not work. He pulled out his phone texting morty

Nerd: U aawake?

Nerd: akwe*

Nerd: award*

Nerd: awake*

He placed his phone down before hearing a buzz

Loser: yeah

Nerd: nightmares??

Loser: yes, come over ples. Had a weird dream I'll open the door rq

Nerd: damn, sure sure

Y/n hopped off his bed, closing his laptop, before heading downstairs. Looking around the empty house all he did was furrow his eyebrows his mom left yesterday for work. He's unsure what job

she's in but all he remembered was it was the trade business. Placing on his slippers he opened the door and locked it behind him. It was dark but not dark

enough to have no people around sometimes a few cars would pass by, assuming it's just people coming home from somewhere or people who has to get to the airport at such hour.

As he crossed the streets he already saw morty at the door step "u good?" Y/n yawned seeing mortys tired face "not really, just hang for a while.." Y/n nodded as both of them went upstairs to his room.

Morty went back to his bed as Y/n took a comic on the shelf sitting on the floor beside the bed, morty looked at Y/n reading before he simply watched him.

Y/n yawned before throwing the book on the desk "scoot over I wanna sleep too" rubbing his eyes he jumped unto the bed taking the blanket and huddled in with morty "soo whats the dream about?" Morty shook his head "it's too weird to explain?"

He thought  "how weird is it? Like weird event weird? Or drug trip weird?" Y/n turned around to face morty "like drug trip weird yeah"  y/n just gave a look "did you take drugs before sleeping?" Morty retracted in slight fear "of coarse not! Mom would kill me" he sighed Y/n simply crossed his arms around his head. "christmas is coming up... plan on doing something?"

He asked morty while he looked at the ceiling "nothing much, just hanging with my family once more" Y/n smiled his eyes getting heavy "we should go ice skating, to this day im determined to learn how to skate" Y/n closed his eyes before morty yawned "I think I'm able to go, need to finish my math homework only" "need help? I know the long method, I forgotten how to do the short one. Placed too much effort trying to figure out the long method I completely disregarded the easier one"

Y/ns voice was starting to mutter up. "Thanks, I'll just help you in your hist—" morty looked to the side to see Y/n passed out, his eyes were half lidded as well before he decided to scoot closer to be warm as he closed his eyes...

As Y/n woke up he stretched himself on the bed; right, It wasn't his bed, as he sat up he realized one of his foot dangled from the mattress as morty's own foot was on his chest both boys were positioned in a x form morty's own torso off the bed

unto the floor still passed out. Y/n sat up, the brightness of the window caused him to wince, crust formed near his eye as he rubbed his face to rid of them, while he sat up he felt morty awaken too. Half of his body was on the floor, his eyes woken up to the carpeted floor,

mumbling something only for the carpet to muffle him. "Morning too.." Y/n responded, his voice was deep and raspy, he simply got off and sat beside him, slapping his face softly "cmon get up"

morty groaned. "I still want to sleep." Y/n couldn't dare open his eyes once more. He was tired, but he had to wake up. "Breakfast," he simply said, trying to convince morty "cmon morty breakfast, we'll sleep again," standing up and grabbing unto the wrists of the boy he dragged him out

"let's go eat pancakes"

"Mmmfmfmf"

Laughing at morty's attempt at talking while his face was being dragged on the carpet

[blue-eyed-bloodstains]

When you make a typo, do you leave it, or go back and fix it? go back and fix it

Ever suffer from amnesia? no, closest is many many blackout drunk days/nights/years

What instrument do you prefer to play when playing Rockband/Guitar Hero WT never played, have only watched people play Have you ever picked out a song to listen to on a juke box? of course

While riding roller coasters, do you close your eyes? no

Have you learned anything important today? no

What’s a talent that you wish you possessed? dancing

Do you ever find yourself singing showtunes while in the shower? not showtunes

Have you ever eaten 3 meals from 3 different fast food places in one day? no

When’s the last time you were genuinely freaked out? night terrors that had me wake up screaming several times last week

Do you assign different ringtones to certain people? not since I was young with my first few cell phones

Favorite way to eat a potato? (i.e. french fries, mashed potatoes…) mashed, but I love potatoes in any form lol

Have you ever lived outside of the country that you currently reside in? no

Have you ever ridden in a limo? yeah for senior prom

Have you ever thought that you were honestly going to die? yeah

What’s the one thing you couldn’t afford to leave behind on a vacation? my laptop

If a brick suddenly showed up in front of you, what would you do with it? be anxious and confused as all hell, debating whether or not to keep it to show that I’m not crazy/didn’t make it up or just put it outside somewhere

Does Christmas music played too far away from Christmas annoy you? yeah hell even during Christmas season the repetitiveness drives me fucking insane....work retail during the holidays and you’ll relate to the pain. same five remixed Christmas songs on repeat all fucking day in every damn store!!!

Have you ever wished you could experience being the other gender? I mean there’s a curiosity sure, plus wondering what it’s like to not have to deal with what we deal with...think every month, for starters. 

Last thing you worried about? my bank card being expired and needing to wait for the replacement in the mail because the one they had originally sent a month before got lost in the mail apparently and I didn’t even know it was sent till I called the bank asking for one once my card declined for an Uber and I realized the expiration on it..

Are there in portraits/figurines in your house that you find creepy? no

Sprite, 7up, Sierra Mist, or Mountain Dew? I like all of em

When was the last time you felt you were about to pass out from exhaustion? damn near every day

Other than no school, what’s your favorite thing about summer? I haven’t been in school since 2010 sooo lol fave thing about summer aside from weather is lots happening for things to do

- Least favorite? the overwhelming heat waves that wreak hell on my body

If you could change your age, how old would you make yourself? not sure...I turn 31 today but don’t feel it, so I guess I’d be younger but at the same time I’d never wanna go through all I’ve been through all over again so...pass. I’m fine with 31.

How old were you when you learned to ride a bike? oh god ummm about 6 or 7 without training wheels

Have you ever cried in a movie theater? of course

When’s the last time you went out of state? my cousin’s funeral service in late January in NJ with family...

Have you ever had ‘a day at the spa’? no

Do you still have a VCR somewhere? no

You see someone running around naked in the street. Your reaction? what the fuck?!

Are the files in your computer well organized or all over the place? pretty organized

Is there wall paper on your bedroom walls? no

Does yard work bore you, or do you enjoy it? never really did any

Do you own a sleeping bag? my fiance does

Have you ever tried to put a huge puzzle together? no

What do you put on your hamburger? all the usual fixings. lettuce, tomato, onion, cheese, ketchup

When was the last time you met someone new? not sure

What’s the furthest distance you’ve gone in the past 3 days? yesterday to Walmart 

Are there dogs barking in your neighborhood right now? no

[icecoffee90]

Ooof, I knew this was gonna be rough, but damn..

“What?! W-why?!” Constantine shook his head, completely dumbfounded at the scene he was witnessing.

I’m sorry but I still have to laugh at that image.. 🤭 I mean, what a way to find out!!

Constantine pointed to Maxwell accusingly. “This is all your fault. I knew letting some little faggot live in my house was a bad idea!”

“Oh my GOD! Just stop, Ellie! They are not in love! Liam is just.. confused. We need to send that boy away, and then Liam can get his head on straight and find a proper woman to marry.” 

Oohhh, now you’ve done it...

“Bastien.” Constantine spoke curtly into the phone. “I need you to do something for me. I want Maxwell Beaumont out of this house by morning.. Liam too, if he protests. Get my lawyer over here by 9 am sharp tomorrow. If Liam goes with Beaumont, I’m officially disowning him. And tell him to bring those divorce papers that I had drawn up years ago…Yes, I am serious. Dead serious.” 

Just when I thought he couldn’t get any worse! He was gonna leave Eleanor too?! I mean, she obviously would have been better off, but still..

Liam had an idea of how to cheer Max up. “What Adam Sandler movie do you wanna watch?”

Maxwell laughed loudly, the sound warming Liam’s heart instantly. “Any! You pick.”

“They’re all the same to me.”

Maxwell gasped, his hand over his heart. “How dare you?”

Laim laughed, “Ok, ok.. Look, you pick the movie and whatever it is, I’ll give it the utmost attention and respect.”

“Deal.” Max chuckled and turned on Billy Madison for the thousandth time.

I honestly don’t know which part of this scene was funnier!! 😂

The two were exhausted, and soon they both drifted off to sleep. 

Oh, shiiiiitttt!! I’m embarrassed to admit I did not see it coming, lol. I kinda figured that the king of Cordonia, Liam’s own father, was (unfortunately) off limits.. And I thought it would be Bastien.. 😅😅😅

Max walked out of the bathroom with a look of horror on his face, and suddenly realization dawned on Liam. 

Welp, good riddance, lol.

Unintentional

Chapter 11 - Caught

Book: The Royal Romance AU

Pairings - Liam x Maxwell, Drake x Riley

Synopsis- Since childhood, Liam has held a terrible secret that even he doesn’t know about. As the years go by, he suspects more and more that there is something wrong with him. Can he put his life together and find happiness?

Series Warnings- oh so many: language, drinking, violence, sexual assault, abuse, murder, homophobia, bullying, mentions of suicide.. Also there will be lemons in some chapters. 

Chapter Warnings - homophobia (homophobic slurs)

Word count- 2,000

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[darlingshane]

last thread

Shane Walsh x F!Reader

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 2,8k

Summary: Your relationship with Shane is challenged once again by one of his lies, and you've reached a point where you can no longer excuse his toxic behavior.

Content/Warnings: heavy angst, toxic relationship, established relationship, smut, vaginal sex, bittersweet ending.

-- Read below or at AO3.

This is for @lucy-sky 🧡 I hope you like this 🧡

“You're being ridiculous. Why do you always have to make a mountain out of nothing?” It's Shane countering after being confronted about his latest lie.

“I’m being ridiculous? This is not a one time thing, Shane. I'm sick of being lied to! I can't do this anymore.”

Your voice is hoarse, close to breaking, same as your heart. That's what fighting with Shane does to you, and sadly, this is the only form of communication you've been doing lately. You've exhausted all the reasons to stay with him and yet, you keep coming back for more each time like a masochist.

There's no winning when it comes to fighting with him. He always has to own the last word. Sometimes it feels like arguing with a five-year-old, and you just have to swallow your pride, give up and say that he's right when he isn't.

Tonight, your relationship is hanging by the last thread. He’s lied to you once again, and you’ve already run out of patience for his insolence and trust issues. There’s nearly nothing left from keeping you from severing that link, tying you to him, to cut all your problems from the source.

Ever since you moved in together, it has been a constant battle. Everything must be done his way, or you'd never hear the end of it. It's unfortunate and infuriating not being able to be yourself in your own home. You don't even recognize yourself sometimes, either. A few weeks ago, you caught him going through your phone, and you said nothing at the time.

It's partly your fault too for not putting your foot down earlier to stop that kind of behavior, but frankly, you never thought it'd come to this point.

“I'm so tired of this, Shane. You're the most exhausting person in the world.”

“Imagine putting up with you, sweetheart.”

“You started this. You always do. Not me. You're fucking toxic.”

“I am the one who's toxic? Me? I've done everything you've asked. I've gone to all your fucking work parties. I let you pick the movies we watched, the places we ate… You wanted to live together, I got you a house. I'm the sucker here. So excuse me if I wanted to spend just one damn one night with my friends.”

“You gave me a house?” you can only scoff at how absurd he sounds. “I never forced you to do any of that. All I ever wanted was to be with you, and all you've done is lie to my face, and tell me it's all in my head, like I'm crazy. If you wanted to go out with your friends, you should've just told me.”

“You fucking hate my friends! You've made that clear, that’s why I didn’t tell you.”

“No, I don't like 'em, but I don't care if you go out with them either. When have I? You are the controlling one. I've let you go through my phone, and I kept my mouth shut cause I have nothing to hide, and yet, and the evil one for calling you out. Had I done what you did tonight? This would be much worse. Can’t you see that?”

“You've done nothing! No effort, since we moved in together. You don't wanna go out with me, you half-ass your chores, you're nothing but a waste. You leave every fucking light on around the house and then wonder why is the electricity bill so high. And you're a fucking liar too. I've seen you flirt with every guy that approaches you. Excuse me if I had to put a line there and see that it was just that, flirting.”

“Don't try to turn this the other way around! You were the one caught ’flirting’ at Jeff’s engagement party, or have you forgotten about that?”

“No, I haven’t forgotten about how you stood me out that night and showed up two hours late. I have my dignity.”

“You… have dignity? Go to hell, Shane! Rot in there. I’m just… I’m done. We’re done.”

Throwing the towel, you start shoving clothes from your dresser into a bag to spend the night somewhere else. You’ll figure out the rest tomorrow.

Being with Shane has been… an adventure to say the least. Never a dull moment. For better or for worse, you can't say dating him is boring because not everything was bad as tonight; it'll be selling it short to state just that. There's been a lot of love and devotion for each other. At times, you'd kill for him, jump a cliff, take a bullet, and all that shit if he had asked. But right now you've reached this uncertain point where you're not sure if being with him is worth it. You're so mentally and physically drained that you can't either excuse or forgive his behavior anymore.

You've had enough.

No matter how much it hurts, breaking up with him is probably the best thing to save what’s left of your self-respect.

“Who the fuck is going to take you at this hour?”

“Could you just leave me alone already? Said I'm done. If I have to sleep in the car, I'll do it. Anything is better than having to listen to you all night.”

“You're not sleeping in the car.”

“It's not up to you.”

You turn around for a couple of seconds to grab something from the closet, and Shane takes your bag and dumps your clothes all over the floor.

“Put that back,” you grit between teeth.

“Make me.”

“You think you can keep me here?”

“Oh, I can,” he says boldly.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Cause I love you, and I'm not ready to give up,” he invades your space, blocking you from getting to your stuff.

“You don't love me. This is not love. You're crazy.”

“Keep telling yourself that. But we both know this doesn't end like this.”

“It ends if I say it ends!” you raise your voice again, drown in frustration, “get out of my way, Shane. So help me, God…”

“So what? What are you gonna do, huh?”

Blood boiling, the only thing you can do is press your palms on his chest and shove him backwards.

“Is that all you can do?” he eggs you on, and you push him again, harder; barely making his towering body sway.

“Now, I’m embarrassed for you, sweetheart,” his mouth keeps yapping, and you jostle him twice more with all the rage, and strength you can muster, which is nearly gone from exhaustion and suddenly one of his arms is locked around you and his opposite hand is holding your chin, guiding your face, so you can lock eyes directly with his.

You might be losing your mind cause behind all that hatred and rage, you can still see a sliver of regret behind his actions. And yet he says nothing. Instead, he dips his head after a beat to capture your mouth at the most inconvenient moment, sending his lips to do his bidding cause deep down he knows you can't refuse them.

“Shane,” you sigh anxiously, pulling back from his mouth, “what the hell are you doing?”

“Proving to you that you still love me.”

“I don’t,” you lie before having him again viciously prying your mouth open with his tongue.

You kiss him back with all the sadness you've collected, hurting in your chest, cause believe it or not, he’s right, — you do still love him, and you should be committed for not pulling away from his mouth right this instant.

There's no doubt you're as insane as he is.

Your eyes run hot with tears, finding yourself craving every kiss he’s ever given you. Including this one. As much as you hate him, as much as you want to slap his face, you go against every instinct and keep breathing his air like it was the only thing keeping you alive. His hands move quickly all over your body, pushing your back against the wall. He devours you with both mouth and palms, removing your clothes as you get sucked into his spell.

Stripped down to your underwear, he tucks his fingers between your legs and caresses your mound above the fabric until you’re nothing but a wet mess. Then, he presses himself against you, to show you how much his dick has swollen behind his pants.

“You want me to stop?” He purrs over your lips, under a heavy breath.

You simply shake your head, waving your hips against him.

“See, I knew you hadn’t lost that fire.”

“What fire?” you wonder.

“The one you had when I met you,” he pushes his bulge harder against you.

“Is that why you like fighting me all the time?”

“Maybe,” he scoffs and dives into your mouth once more.

“You're an asshole,” you mumble mid-kiss.

“I know,” half-laughing, he picks you up from your hips and places you not-so-gently on the bed before undoing his belt and pants.

Turning away from him, you get to your knees and push your underwear down before getting on all fours.

“That’s how you want it, huh?” he utters, watching your ass lifted in his direction.

“No, I just don’t wanna look at your fucking face right now,” you bark, looking straight up to the bed’s headboard.

“Guess that’s fair,” he accepts, and shoves two fingers into your entrance without warning. You lightly jolt at the sensation, and you'd kick his balls if you weren’t already wet.

He explores your tender walls in and out a few times before replacing those fingers with his cock. After securing himself inside you, he grabs your hips and thrust into you, slowly at first. It makes your whole body shudder as the pleasure builds up, but you keep your moans buried in your throat, determined to not give him the satisfaction of earning those. He doesn't deserve them.

As his fingers dig deeper at the curve of your ass, his pace picks up, pounding you like a madman, filling the room with the sound of his hips slapping against your ass. He’s terribly loud too, and never mind the lewd string of curses at your name. While you don’t encourage him much, your body can’t fool anybody, let alone Shane. The slick trickling down your legs and wrapping his cock is just enough for him. He slams into you as he gets closer to the edge and urges you to come with him. One of his hands travels around your waist, blindly finding your clit. He rubs that little bundle of nerves furiously, garnering that orgasm that was knotted in your core. As your opening spams round his aching erection, he pushes erratically a couple of times more before filling you up with his warm essence.

You’ve never hated yourself more than when you reach to clean the mess between your legs after he pulls out of you.

As you catch your breath, you lower yourself to the mattress to lay on your side, draping the covers over your body without looking at Shane. You feel him lying behind you and sweetly kissing your exposed shoulder.

Tears brim your eyes as you recover, and he only reacts when a sob escapes your mouth.

“Hey, sweetheart… everything is gonna be okay.”

“It’s not.” You mumble between tears, “you haven’t even apologized. You never do. And everything you said wasn't true. ”

“I’m sorry, baby,” he expresses after a few beats, swallowing his pride and the lump in his throat, “I can't… I can’t let you go like this.”

“You have to. I’m not happy with you, Shane. And you wanna hear the saddest thing about tonight?”

“Tell me.”

You pause and wipe the tears across your face with your hand before confessing, “It’s not the lies, or even the fights… It’s that I actually missed you tonight, and I went to the station to have dinner with you. I showed up there like an idiot to surprise you. Imagine how that felt, what if it was the other way around? What would've happened if I had done that to you instead?”

“I dunno. I’m real sorry, sweetheart. I should’ve… I don’t know why I said that.”

“Cause you’re not happy with me either. That’s why you lied to me and told me you were working, when you had already left.”

You hear him let out a sigh and shift on the bed to rest on his back and stare at the ceiling, contemplating for a long moment.

You’re doomed for even entertaining the idea of staying with him. You know that. But there’s something deep inside you clinging to that raggedy thread that keeps that flame alive between you two.

“I think it’s best if I leave for a while,” you continue, “maybe putting some distance could help make you see things from differently.”

“Me? You think it’s all about me?”

“It’s always about you, Shane. Don't get defensive again with me,” your voice rasps, going into a ramble, and you’re surprised he doesn’t interrupt you this time, “I don’t have the energy to go through that again. I’m not asking you to change, I just asking you to grow up a little. Get over yourself and your ego, not everything has to be a fight… I just can’t do that anymore. And don’t give me that bullshit that couples need to fight… there’s some healthy fighting about who’s going to do the dishes, and then there’s what you do… And that’s not healthy. That’s incredibly toxic, and dangerous. And I don’t wanna be in a relationship like that.”

He listens to your every word, and considers before answering, “maybe you’re right, maybe we need some space… but you know what? Fuck it, I don’t want you to go, and I don’t wanna leave either. And you can’t just ask me to give up that easily.”

“I’m not asking you to give up, Shane. I know that you love me, but you’re so far up your head that you can’t see that I’m not really happy… I’ve told you twice tonight, and it still goes by you, cause you disregard everything I say. I’m leaving whether you like it or not. I’m not asking for permission.”

He carefully props himself on his elbow, observing you. You can’t see him, but his eyes well up, imagining you leaving. It’s then that he finally folds, letting go of that untamed ego for a moment, as his soul crushes regarding your rambling about how unhappy you are with him.

“Look, if you wanna leave I’m not going to stop you,” one of his hands smooths your upper arm, “but just stay here tonight. Just one more night. That’s the last thing I’m gonna ask of you.”

He sounds so bluntly hurt, it breaks your heart just the same when he finally accepts that he can’t keep you forever.

“It’s not the end, Shane.”

“Feels like it.”

“Not if you’re honest with me.” You finally glance over your shoulder to look at him. “If you really love me… we’ll find a way back, it just has to be a different path, Shane. We can’t make the same mistakes. I can’t fight with you every other day over petty shit like that. That’s no way of living. Don’t you agree? Is that what you expected when we moved in together?”

“No, I guess not,” he heavily exhales, reflecting, “I thought that moving in together was final, y’know? That no matter what happened, we would always work it out.”

“I don’t think it works like that.”

“Guess you're right,” he lets out a sigh, “now, I’ll be lucky if I ever get you back.”

“Do you mean that?”

“Do I… of course I mean that, sweetheart. I can’t imagine not having you in my life… I…,” you can tell it’s hard for him to say that out loud, and you fully turn around and put your hand on his neck. “I promise I’ll be better, if you promise you’ll come back.”

“I… I promise that I won’t give up on us, baby. I can’t promise I’ll be back,” you utter honestly.

“You’re really going to make me work for it, huh?”

“I’m not going to make you do anything. That’s up to you.”

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he dips to kiss your mouth ever so tenderly, letting his lips bounce a few times on yours before fully capturing the bittersweet taste left in your mouth.

This is the hard part, realizing how sweet he can be without trying at times. If he would just let go of that stubborn pride of his that refuses to admit his wrongs, this would be much easier.

As he delves deeper into your mouth, he slithers on top of you, pushing the sheets to the side, so he can be skin to skin with you, as he fits his hips between your legs once more.

[petersnya]

obviously obsessed | peter p

i just found this blurd in my google docs and had to post it! idk y I didn’t post it earlier like I’m in love with this + it feeds my Peter Parker obsession and my HAYDEN FUCKING CHRISTENSEN obsession 😻 full oneshot coming soon!!

“Are you kidding me right now?” your eyes were glued to the movie playing in front of you, revenge of the sith, as a smirk moved to your lips. The annoyed voice of Peter sounded in your ears. “What?”, you asked with a shrug- even though you knew exactly what he was on about.

Well, more importantly, Anakin Skywalker.

You always loved anakin- even when he joined the side of the siths. But now it was different. Anakin was what was always on your mind. Then you got a boyfriend.

Don't get me wrong.. You and Peter were like best friends and the perfect couple. You two fit together like puzzle pieces…in many ways. Your interest was his interest, and vice versa. It was amazing to have someone have such a passion for the things you loved dearly. But there were always problems in a relationship.

“I can't watch this anymore with you.”

“W-what? Why?” your gaze struggled to tear from the screen as you stood to follow Peter who had quickly stood from the coach and down the narrow hall of your parents house. The sound of you bare feet chasing after Peter echoed in the hall.

“Dude, what's up with you?” you let out a chuckle once you and peter reached your closed room door. He turned to face you quickly, “everytime we watch a movie with Hayden fucking Christensen in it, you always zone out!- you look like you wanna fuck him through the tv,” you and peter sat in and awkward silence for a few seconds, then his eyes widened at the realization- “oh my fucking-”

“I'm kidding! Not really but I ammm!”

You couldn't lie.. Hayden Christensen was the world finest man. There was no changing that- hell, he was the universe's finest man. Even Peter could see that. But he couldn't help but feel jealous when you would mention him. Or when he would be on your phone. Your lockscreen was a picture of you, Peter and you brother- the three of you dressed as star wars characters, standing in the middle of universal studios with lightsabers. But when you unlocked your phone, there was a huge widget of hayden christensen- other people were in the picture, but you scribbled their faces out. And whenever Peter went to scroll through your tiktok page, all that was there were edits of Anakin, or other characters he played like Stephen Glass from shattered glass- Lorenzo from Virgin Territory (which was a very bad movie but Hayden was so hot in it.) Some edits you had on your fyp of the released film for the Avengers fights that people edited. Majority of them were even Spider-Man edits.. Just not nearly enough for Peter's liking.

You even had your own edit account for Star Wars (more specifically, Anakin) which you got pretty good at, but I mean who wouldn’t? Its Hayden fucking Christensen.

“Ok, ok I’m sorry. But you have celebrity crushes too!”

“Yea but i'm not obsessed with them,” you scoffed at this claim, even though it was true. Peter let out a dry laugh as he opened the door to your room and marched over to your closet.

“What are you doing?” you asked as you followed behind him. He then pulled out a big black sweatshirt that you had got from some instagram small business that was anakin inspired. It has a pretty sick picture of him in it and the quote of his from ROTS ‘you underestimate my power.’ He then pulled from behind his back your own version of a lightsaber that was in the picture of your lock screen.

“Oh come on.. It's a damn sweatshirt- and you have Anakin's version of a lightsaber! We got them together. I'm a big fan, what can I say,” you said with a smile and a shrug. Peter holds up a finger and walks over to your bed. You folded your arms and waited.

“And this?” you gazed over at him with a calm expression that soon washed away- your mouth fell open.

“Where did you find that?” you questioned as you rushed over to grab the blanket he was holding. It was a huge blanket that you had under your comforter every night. It had haydens face all over it. Your face went red as Peter stared at you with a glint in his eyes. You groaned and tossed the blanket on your bed.

“Alright, I might have a problem,” you walked over to Peter and hugged him, “but you're still my ani.”

“I'll let it slide just this once,” Peter hugged you back and kissed your cheek gently with such love and compassion.

But you were serious. You were the padme to his anakin.. Before episode III.