#ill give u a kiss if you get the reference

[freakinnefor]

good evening. i bring you guys an oc doodle

[mschimdt]

below the attitude

switch!mike schmidt x switch!fem!reader

warnings: mike is a sub first half then he had enough and dominates you, nsfw, p in v, sub mike, male recieving, choking, dirty talk, strong language, edging breeding kink, filthy mike, dom mike for most of the story

english isnt my first language so im sorry if there are any spelling mistakes n that typa shit

RUSHED AND NOT PROOF READ

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mike was a very attractive guy you met at your job at freddy fazzbears, he seemed like a respectful guy, which he is. but after working a few months at the pizzarea with him you started dating, after a few months of that too, he showed his true bratty side which gets on your nerves sometimes, hes made you to tie him up to your bed and edge him for hours a few times

right nows one of those times, he was being bratty as fuck all day, and you had enough so you had to do something about it.

hes tied up to your bed with both arms, fully naked while u teased him, holding his throbbing hard dick and sliding it across your folds every few minutes, licking his dick, moaning into his ears, kissing his neck

"hgggg..- p-please! please! just let m-me come!" he said, whimpering and moaning from the sensitivity of his dick due to him being hard for a bit over an hour while you teased him

"ill let you come when i want little bitch" you slapped him across the face leaving a red mark, he was okay with this, you both had a safewors and you talked about it before, he told u he actually found it quite attractive you noticed him whining and tryint to lift his hips up in attempt to hump the air, which you gracefully pushed back down onto the bed.

what you didnt notice though, was him untying the roped youve tied him with, too distracted with sliding his dick across your folds while teasing him

you leaned down to kiss him, thats when you felt arms grab you by the waist and flip you over, he was ontop now

"w-what.?" you said, how hadnt you noticed him untying himself

"youre gonna give me what i want now. and ill keep doing it, till you remember nothing but my name, understood?" he said glaring at you with lustful eyes

"not understood" you said with a smirk wide across your face, trying to get youre dominance over him to return, but it didnt

instead he flipped you over ass up, pulled you by your hair too look at yourself in the mirror facing your bed "look whos being a brat now huh?" he said panting, holding you up by your hair with one hand, the other reaching to choke you "understood?" he repeated, loosening the grip on your throat to hear you speak "y-yes" you said, "yes, what?" he stared at you through the mirror, a grin on his face, "y-yes sir"

"good girl." he said, lowering your face back onto the bed by your hair ass still up, he started pushing his cock into you unpatiently

he bottomed out, his cock fitting perfectly into your tight cunt you let our whimpers while he thursted in an out of you, not sparing you, he just went for it

he noticed your breathing pattern change, breaths speeding up, and your tight walls squeezing him

"awh baby youre gonna come?" he asked pulling you up by your hair again to amke you look atyourself in the mirror to see the mess hes created "y-yea" you replied, he smacked you bad onto the bed

"well thats too bad, shouldve thought about your actions before" just as you were about to reach your orgasm, you felt his cock leave your cunt, empty and swollen "mike! mike! p-please!" you begged, you looked in the mirror and saw him stroking his dick right above you letting out soft moans, before he released ropes of warm cum across your back

then he grabbed you by your hair again, more gently this time and picked up his cum on his fingers, before smearing at across your lips and cheek

"you want this inside you?" he said, refering to the cum he had just smeared across your face

"mh-mmm" you replied "words baby"

"yes please.."

"then beg for it" he said

"pl-ease mike please i want you to c-cum inside me!! please mike, mike-" by this point, tears were streaming across your face, desperate for any kind of stimulation

"please what?"

"plea-se s-sir" you said, inbetween your sobs

he pushed himself inside you again, immediatley thursting in and out giving you no time to adjust, you were a whimpering-moaning mess hair tangeled from all the pulling, dried tears across your face

you felt your orgasm near you, mike was still fucking you from behind with no mercy, your orgasm was so close, you couldnt hold it in

"mik- sir can i-i p-please 'cu-cum?!" "please (sob) sir!!"

"mhm" he hummed against your neck, watching your face in the mirror

you came on his dick, just a few seconds later, he followed, releasing his load into you

you collapsed onto the bed. too tired to hokd yourself up

then you felt mike kissing up and down your back whisperinf things like: "you did so well baby" and "i love you so much you know that?"

after you both cooled down, mike pulled out his softening cock, closing your legs right after to prevent his cum from leaving your cunt

he was still kissing you and praising you

"u want me to run you a bath" he said

"mhmm" you said to tired to open your eyes

"sure thing" he got up and put some clothes on before he ran you a bath

he held you up and took you to the bathroom where he washed you up and took care of you

after that you were both in bed, holdinf eachother closely, mike pecked your lips, followed with a "goodnight baby" and he turned the little lamp lighting the room up off.

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this is hella rushed, not proof read, just wanged to write something

[serejae]

WE CANT BE FRIENDS | 23. SO FOR NOW ITS ONLY ME

(written + smau at the end)

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pairing : myungjae x fem!reader | genre : angst fluff | w.c 1309

a/n: cause if one day u wake up and find that ur missing me and ur heart starts to wonder where on this earth i could be thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet and you'll see me waiting for u on he corner of the street (if u understand kiss me).

10 things i hate about you + the notebook references

wrote this while i was sick so if u hate u hate sick ppl | @onedoornet

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riwoo and taesan laid on jaehyuns bed watching him spin on his chair

“i dont know what to do…do i just give up?? she already has jeong-“

“gosh please dont say his name.” taesan grumbled

“i cant stand hearing him one more time without seeinf his feet in my face.” taesan looked up at the ceiling. riwoo sat up looking at jaehyun

“sorry, but theres no point in chasing after yn anymore” jaehyun put his head in his hands

“what do you mean theres no point? you did all this work just to end up back at no where?” riwoo stood up and walked towards jaehyun

“maybe this was just some dumb lesson that this will be a mistake ill have to live with for the rest of my life”

riwoo saw the tears start to form in jaehyuns eyes and sighed

“jaehyun do like yn or not?”

jaehyun nodded

“and was she worth all this trouble?”

“she is but jaehyun-“

“STOP IT!” taesan yelled

“jeong jaehyun” riwoo started

“STOP” they both looked over at the black haired boy sprawled out on the bed

“he isnt half the man you are and he certainly isnt the man for yn. go.

go get your girl.”

jaehyun jumped to his feet and ran out the house

“is he gonna run to her house…?” taesan propped himself up

“love is love taesan”

-

the whole day moved in slow motion. between your thoughts on the date tonight, to the night with jaehyun. suddenly the clock fast forward and now it was 6:30. you were already ready, but not dressed as you were currently walking back and forth debating on going to the bathroom and washing your face and just going to bed and canceling the date.

just then the doorbell rings, mentally cursing yourself, the clock reads 6:37. why was jeong jaehyun so early? making your way to the door you peer it open slightly

"give me 5-"

"yn."

myung jaehyun stood out there and he seemed stressed, widening your door he walked in.

closing the door behind you, you stared at his back as he turned away.

"i knew you were debating on going on the date, yn...

go on the date.

go on the date with him"

you stayed silent and jaehyun turned around to you, walking up to you he grabbed your hand into his.

"do you miss me?" he asked staring into your eyes hoping for a clear answer

"i'm not sure how i feel...

i feel like that i like you but i dont know jaehyun"

he nodded and smiled slightly

"go with him"

"but you didnt-" you said eyebrows furrowed not wanting to betray jaehyun as he didn't go on his date

"i knew what i wanted yn, i wanted you, it's always been you. go on the date and if tomorrow, one day, one month, one year

fuck, just anytime if you even feel it in your bones that you miss me, come back to the place where we met and I'll be there. you don't have to know what you want. you don't have to feel like you want to forgive me or a relationship, but as long as you want me I'll be there for you to come back to. i'm not going anywhere

I'll wait as long as i need until you want me again."

the bell rang making you look over at the clock, 7:01. you turn back to jaehyun and see him nod. running back to your room you quickly get dressed and grab your things.

"i'll leave after you, i promise to lock your door"

smiling at him you open the door away from myung jaehyun.

-

it wasn't that the date was unenjoyable, it wasn't for you. jeong jaehyun didn't prioritize you. he didn't prioritize your opinions, feelings, or wants. he constantly talked about himself, his goodlooks, his trophies, his life, he just wasn't who you saw yourself waking up to every day. tapping the glass cup that was in front of you you ignored everything he said

while he was talking you heard something from the other table that made you dilute whatever jeong had to say.

"i think we should end things"

"what? are you serious?! after everything we've worked through and done together? youre just gonna throw it away?"

"its not that its just me. i just think this relationship will distract me from my job"

"hey...i'll be there for you, through the good and the bad. we never know until we try."

"i have no doubt youre going to be there for me, your that kind of person and that's why i love you, but I'm scared I'm going to hurt you."

"and you think ending things won't hurt me? even if its on good terms it might as well end on bad terms...

can you live without me?"

you see the other person shake their head

"then if you break up with me you're going to miss me either way. and come back, so why make it harder for yourself and mess up now when you don't even know? maybe we can work through it, i want this to be something that makes our relationship stronger, not harder.

cause thats what love is

and i love you, so much."

"yn?" jeong jaehyun asked

"yeah?" you said being knocked out of lalaland

"did you even listen to me talk about the history of football?"

"i- uh....

i need to go."

good thing you hadnt ordered anything yet because you took off running ignoring your name being called from jeong, you knew you had one place to go and one place to be

home

"wow shes a fast runner" jeong jaehyun said as he watched you run

-

"can you get out of my house"

woonhak groaned for the 47th time as jaehyun paced back and forth in his living room as he edited the new clips.

"so you told yn to go on the date with the other jaehyun and then you ran here just to walk around ?” woonhak asked resting his head on the couch pillow and staring at jaehyun peeking from the window

"i'm waiting for some...one" he said as he fixed the blinds trying to find the perfect angle "why are your blinds so stiff?" jaehyun complained

"i never open my blinds" woonhak shruged "so why are you waiting for yn at MY house?"

jaehyun looked over at woonak and spoke "we met here, when you introduced her to me that day."

"okay so why do you have to meet her here NOW?"

"you dont get true love do you?"

"i dont get maniacs"

"if she changes her mind this is the first place she will go-"

thats when woonhaks door gets banged on

jaehyun runs to the door and opens it, you jump to wrap your arms around him to which he wraps his arms around you

"can you live without me?" you asked as you look up at jaehyun

he shook his head

"good, cause i want you. and we're going to have to work though this together if you want me too...

i want this whole breakup thing to make our relationship stronger, i want us to last and I'm willing to fight for us because i want you and me to be the ideal image for romance, even during times when it gets hard for us. i just need you to not leave when it does..."

he nodded and smiled a bit

"i wont leave you anymore...

have you been listening to my music?" jaehyun called you out recognizing the lyrics

you let out a laugh "way to ruin the moment but maybe..."

"perfect."

you both turn to see woonhak filming with his phone

"oh i'm so passing this class!

okay i'm serious get out, both of you. also lock the door on your way out."

[babyisa1]

hiiii:) can you please write a subby tom fic?? if you’re comfortable ofcs :D!

hii :) of course! thank u sm for the request lovely <3

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ please mama/TOM

synopsis: tom has been very bad and knowingly crossed the rules you set out for him - giving in to his flirtatous nature and getting awfully close with a few girls at a party. as a result, you refused to help him out when he needed your touch.

warnings: smut, mommy kink (mama), subby tom & dom reader, oral sex (reader recieving), unprotected p in v and thats it i think

7:31pm

„please mama..“ tom whines against your neck, planting open mouthed kisses on your shoulder. he has been like this for the past three days, constantly begging for you to finally satisfy him. your punishment follows the fact that tom had flirted with a bunch of girls at a houseparty, knowing your eyes were piercing through you all. he tried to make you jealous, what a dumb little boy. his measly attempt slapped him right back in the face when you refused to fuck, something you usually never do.

this was especially difficult for tom. you two would fuck like rabbits, and i mean like 3 times a day MINIMUM. he was super whiny now, the painfully obvious imprint of his clothed cock proving that. he was used to your punishments, but this was one he couldnt handle, leading you to the present moment.

„m‘sorry.. ill make you feelsho good mama i promise..“ he muffles against your neck, his hand hicking up your shorts to draw soft circles on the warm skin there. you groan lowly, you too had suffered from the lack of touch. you pry his head off of you, gazing into his dark eyes.

„youve been very bad, what makes you think you deserve this?“ you question, watching toms eyebrows furrow in frustration. „please.. m‘sorry i really am! please just.. let me touch you, let me do anything.. it really hurts“ he pouts, referring to the almost swolen buldge in his pants, begging for release. before you could answer, he reattaches his lips to your neck, sucking harshly while softly pushing you into the couch in the process.

you knew you had to stand strong, but fuck. it felt soo good, and tom knew exactly how to touch you to make you give in. you rake your fingers through his dreads/braids signalling your approval as he latches off of your neck with a pop, revealing a dark purple mark that was glistening wet in his saliva. you could feel a smirk tugging on his lips, excitement taking over as he hurriedly reaches for his pants.

„ah ah ah.. on your knees.“ you demand, subconsciously opening your legs to make space for him infront of the couch. tom complies, lowering himself infront of you and hooking his fingers around the strap of your shorts and panties. he pulls them down at an agonisingly slow rate in an attempt to tease you slightly. „behave tom, or youll get nothing“ you exclaim, causing tom to gulp and quickly pull them down as you shake them off your feet.

his mouth waters at the sight of your wet cunt, and he quickly throws your legs over his shoulders. „so fucking hot..“ he mumbles as you felt his hot breath on your heat. wasting no time, he wraps his soft lips around your clit, lapping his wetness around yours as he massages it with his tounge. your hand flies to toms head, pushing him deeper into you as you let out a shaky moan.

„shit- youre doing so well.. so good for mama“ you manage to blurt out as toms tounge switches between flattening on your clit and flicking it, sending waves of pleasure through you. he smiles at your praises before darting his tounge in your hole, deliciously hitting that gummy spot inside of your repeatedly.

„haa- fuck!“ you whimper as you buck your hips upwards, grinding into his mouth as your grip on his head tightens. „mmf.. you taste sho‘good mama“ tom muffles against your cunt, sloppy squelching noises filling the room as his wet muscle continues to work on you.

you felt the pleasure build up by the second while toms deep moans vibrate against your cunt, his nose nudging your clit. „shit- cumming!“ you gasp, your orgasm crashing down on you as your hips shudder. tom swipes his tounge up your folds, licking you clean while slightly overstimulating you. he finally detatches himself from you as your eyes wander downwards, staring at his wet chin covered in your juices. he smiled brightly, you couldnt ignore how stupidly cute he was.

you giggle, standing up and pushing him onto the couch. „what a good boy.. how bad do you want your reward?“ you breath out while climbing on top of him, straddling his lap as you firmly palm his crotch. his jaw flies open; „mnngh..“ he chokes out, „s‘bad mama..“

you havent touched him in days, this man was STARVED. poor little tom was begging for release, practically a whiny and whimpering mess beneath you. he stomps his foot in frustration, seeking more friction. „plea-” „stop being so ungrateful and take what mama gives you“ you hiss, retracting your hand from his crotch.

„no! im sorry please- just please touch me!“ tom begs, his lip slightly quivering. suddenly you feel sting in your heart, you knew you were testing his limits and taking it almost too far. your face softens as you give in, reaching for his belt and placing a quick kiss on his cheek.

tom bites his lip in anticipation as you yank his jeans and boxers down in one go, his cock bouncing free and slightly hitting his abdomen. you knew it was bad, but seeing toms red and nerdy tip, veins buldging around his girthy cock was admittedly worse than you thought.

you lift your hips, your hand barely being able to wrap around the base of his length as you rub his tip between your warm folds, covering you in allll the pre cum that gloops out of him. tom whimpers, his hands flying to your hips as you slowly sink down on him, relishing the burning feeling of his cock deliciously stretching you out.

your cunt molds perfectly around him, the sudden warm and tight feeling after being denied it for days could make him cum on the spot. you lock eyes with him, lifting yourself slowly before forcefully slamming back down on him, forming a rough pace. you watch his face contort into pleasure as his fingers grip your waist so tightly they would for sure leave marks.

„jesu- fuck!“ you almost scream, his thick cock repeatedly ramming against your favorite spot as tom throws his head back, hitting the top of the couch. the hot smell of sex lingered in the air as the soft slapping noises increased. his cock felt soo good, you had no idea how you could refuse it for so many days.

meanwhile tom couldnt get any words out; „mm..haa- ngfuck!“ is all that escaped his lips, his brain turning to mush as he goes completely dumb. the effect you had on him turned you on to the max, tom never hid his moans like other guys. right now he was a whimpering mess beneath you, moans slipping out of his mouth each time you ass meets his hips.

you grip his shoulders tightly to steady yourself as you feel your orgasm approach, both of your bodies rocking abruptly with each forceful slam of your hips. you peeled your eyes open to gaze at tom, whose jaw was hung low and his face covered in a thin sheen of sweat. his droopy eyes were barely open, you couldnt see his pupils as they rolled back into his head.

tom lets out and inaudible scream as the warm wave of his orgasm crashes over him, ropes of his hot ecstasy shooting into you. your body shakes as he fills you up to the brim, cum leaking out of your cunt as it sends you into yours. you collapse on top of him, relishing the intensity of your high.

after a few moments you both collect yourselves, and you pull yourself away from him to plant soft kisses on his sweaty lips. „mmh.. apology accepted, you were so good for me“ you praise, observing toms fucked out face as he giggles in approval.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

first time i wrote a subby tom fic, i hope its not too shit ;-;

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[killersfool]

hii! not sure if you’re open to requests but i’m going to give u a few ideas! most of these are for elijah hewson😭

falling asleep on the couch, waking up to not only a blanket around them, but eli squeezed in behind them

being in the studio with the band and messing about?? making jokes and being silly!

kissing and dancing in the kitchen to an old singe they both like?

eli taking care of you when you’re sick and just being super soft and caring!

spending valentine’s day together!

something about the reader playing with eli’s fingers to calm them down?

softly smiling at each other from across the room and also reassuring touches!

telling each other how much they love them

them cuddling in bed and pulling eachother closer

hope these spark your writing :))))

Kiss It Better | ELIJAH HEWSON

here's a short little thing inspired by this request!

PAIRING: elijah hewson x f!reader

WORDS: 1.5k

SUMMARY: eli's girlfriend is ill, elijah comforts her.

GENRE: hurt/comfort, fluff

WARNINGS: references to throwing up

I've never been so ill in my life. My nose is so runny. I've almost used every single packet of tissues in the kitchen cabinet right under the sink — which used to be a lot and now is very little. I've thrown up my insides into the loo way too many times to count on my fingers. Bent over the toilet, eyes pricking with tears, I've never felt so useless. At least the thought of my boyfriend getting back after his gig gives me something to look forward to. But it's far too late.

I'm staring at the TV screen. I hug my knees to my chest, attempting to generate some warmth. The blanket is upstairs — probably hiding in the space between the bed and the wall. Surely, if I attempt to stumble upstairs now, I'll just get stuck and end up falling asleep in the corridor.

I can't stop glancing at the door. I'm hoping for a doorknob twist, knock, ring of the doorbell, stamp of boots, low and raspy post-concert voice. But I'm just met with nothing. No signs of his arrival. He hasn't called me. He usually doesn't. He likes to surprise me. After having the worst migraine of my life, it would give me some comfort if he just gave me a hug. A warm Elijah Hewson hug would cleanse my mind.

Starting to realise that the TV is doing more harm than good, I switch it off. I'm beginning to see blurry triangular shapes and my eyes burn like they're on fire. The living room is pitch black. I'm freezing. I'm tired. I take two paracetamol tablets and chug some water. Curling up on my side, legs on the armrest, I close my eyes.

-

I wake up. Sunlight gleams through the gaps in the white curtains. My body is wrapped in a duvet, soft and warm. Skin is against mine. Arms are around my body, squeezing me tightly. He's shirtless. I can tell by the tufts of chest hair flicking at my shoulder. His head is on my back, curls all over my skin, lips between my shoulderblades. I don't want to move. I don't want to speak. He's asleep. Gentle snores, deep breaths, in and out.

I must've fallen into a deep sleep because I have no recollection of his arrival or him ever taking me upstairs. I'm usually a light sleeper. This migraine fully knocked me out. That's the best nights sleep I've had in a while. I'm especially thankful I managed to escape from work for the rest of the week.

Elijah's normally the little spoon when we hug like this. It's funny how the tables have turned. I think I prefer this though. But lying awake and tracing the muscles in his back always seems to calm me down.

I want to ask him how the show went and the reason for his tardiness. He had been playing in Glasgow, thankfully only a few miles away from me and had bought me tissues, chocolate and gave me an endless supply of kisses before he had to run down to meet the band.

Opening my eyes fully, I take a peek over at the bedside table. He's brought me more tissues, face masks, more chocolate and a box of sleep teabags.

I realise Elijah's awake when his fingers start to walk along my bare stomach and his mouth is at the juncture between my back and shoulder. He pulls my hair to the side, presses his wet mouth to my neck. He smells clean. I'm sure he's showered. His hair feels a little damp.

He keeps pulling me closer. Arms tightening like he's a boa constrictor. Cool rings on my stomach, large hands tugging at the waistband of my shorts.

"You feeling better?" He asks, between kisses, tongue tracing my jugular vein. It's unsettlingly nice. His words are always gruff the morning after the show. All the singing takes a toll. Makes him sound more mellow. Sometimes I worry for his vocal cords.

"Not really." I groan. A mind-numbing headache is still prodding at my brain and the brightness of the sun makes my eyes burn. He's got a hand on my forehead, cool fingers against fiery skin — checking the temperature.

"God, you're pale. And you're burning up. I should get the thermometer." He gets out of bed. The loss of weight of his body makes the mattress shift. I glance over at him. His hair has stuck up at the top, his bare back glows under the sunlight. He stands up. Sweatpants cling loosely to his hips, revealing the muscles of his abdomen and a chain circles around his neck. He leaves the room — not even giving me time to utter a word of annoyance at the sudden lack of touch.

Then he's back. He crawls into bed. The thermometer is between his index finger and thumb. I look at the cross tattoo on his palm, see the concentration on his face as he plays around with the buttons.

"It's just a migraine," I say but he's already turning it on and pointing at my mouth. I roll my eyes and separate my lips. He gives me a sly smirk, just making me sit like that for a moment. Then he puts the device beneath my tongue and waits patiently. I'm trying not to laugh at how awkward this is. I close my eyes to evade his gaze but I can still feel the force of his stare.

"You've got a fever." Dr Hewson alerts me with his expert diagnosis although the furrow of his brows makes him seem unsure. He looks down at the numbers displayed, rubbing his face with worry. "A really bad one." He's now searching up on his phone what it means.

"Should I go to the doctors?" I shuffle away from him. I don't want him to catch what I have. He has gigs all week, I don't want to ruin anything for him.

He notices my movement. Shaking his head, he drags me back towards him, making me nestle into his chest. His eyes are still darting along a website.

"I think you just need to rest. I'll make you breakfast." Elijah kisses my nose before running downstairs with his mind set solely on making some decent food.

Through the corridor, into the kitchen. He's forgotten where half the things are in the room. Opening cabinets, searching through the fridge, putting water into the kettle. Most of the time he'll get his breakfast on the way to a show. Maybe a café, maybe he'll steal some food from Ryan. Today, however, he's lucky enough to not have a gig and actually have time to look after his girlfriend. Although he's definitely going to make a mess of the place.

His final decision is to make omelettes. Oil on the frying pan, ham—leaving it to heat up until it's a little crispy. Two eggs, cracked and swirled in a glass. Cheese on top, grated with masterful excellence—at least that's what he believes. Folds it over to make it fill half of the pan. Let's it continue to fry. Then he's running over to make a cup of tea. He uses one of the sleep teabags he bought. He's just about to plate up when footsteps echo behind him.

I have to stop for a second when I walk into the kitchen. It's a rarity to see Elijah here, cooking for me. We started dating at the beginning of the tour which unluckily means that he's hardly ever home. He has to leave early in the morning and gets back really late. Whenever he has days off, he takes me on dates and walks, or we just laze around at home, basking in eachother's presence. There's times when he brings me along to the recording studio so that I can reprimand all the band members or give an outside opinion of their new songs.

Elijah seems so focused on getting this omelette perfect. He's running around the place. He grabs two pieces of bread to turn his dish into an omelette-sandwich. I stand in the doorway for a while, just watching him. But, I can't stop myself from nearing him. As he cuts an apple into a slices, I slide my arms around his stomach, pressing my head to his shoulder. He sighs quietly. I breathe in his scent, his comfort.

"You should be in bed," he whispers, although he doesn't seem to want me to let go. I shake my head as he looks at me.

There's music playing on the radio. I turn it up. It's a song by The Smiths. I'm swaying to the beat, moving Elijah along with me. He's still carefully chopping fruit into perfect pieces. Watermelon, strawberries, mango. My mouth is watering just looking at the vast array of flavours.

Elijah drops his knife, turns around to face me. His hands find my waist, his lips find my neck, his head burrows into my chest like he's a mole hiding under soil. We dance along to the crackle of music, feeling the melodies trickle into our bones. Just his presence makes me feel better, every kiss turns my negative thoughts to mush.

[whoisneo404]

u should write abt nick x his bestfriend!

maybe something abt how they r bestfriends and they have been for a long time and nick is starting to have feelings for him but doesn’t wanna ruin their friendship

good little angsty story with a good ending

Ik you will cook king🤗

Kiss the birthday boy.

Summary: You like Nick and he MIGHT like you too. we dont know. and its his birthday soon.

TW: reader is refered as ‘girl’ but not as in reader is a girl, as in ‘giiirl’.

“Which one do you think he will like the most?” Jake looks at me while showing me two jackets.

“Girl… none, buy that one over there, the dark brown one. He will like that.” I say pointing out a jacket hanging behind him.

“Girl, you do know him so well, that’s why I brought you here… and because you and Johnny are good friends, but anyways. Ill buy this, thanks.” He leaves the two jackets he had on hand and grabs the dark brown I pointed out and walked to the cashier. I turn around and start searching for Johnny outside of the store. “Johnny.” I say when I see him.

“Hi.” He says waving awkwardly at me.

“Ugh, I wanna go home.”

“Me too.” he hands me a coffee. “Bought this for you.”

“Thank you.” He nods.

“How are you and your… Nick situation.” I almost choked on my coffee when he said that.

“Don’t call it that.” I say wiping the coffee from my lips.

“What should I call it then? The ‘oh no I like my best friend and I think he also likes me but I’m not sure and I don’t want to ruin our long friendship’ situation?”

“Dear god Johnny, that doesn’t help.” I laugh a bit and he does too.

“Sorry… but how are you with that?”

“It doesn’t help that it’s his birthday soon?”

“Why?”

“I never buy him anything, I never have. I always gift him handmade things, he loves that kind of thing. But every time I sit down to write him a letter, I end up confessing my feelings, I can’t write something normal.”

“Rough.”

“Don’t even tell me.”

“You should talk to Jake.”

“He will tell me to just confess, it isn’t that easy.”

“What are you guys talking about?” Jake gets out of the store and walks to us.

“Coffee.” “Movies.” Johnny and I say at the same time, the three of us exchange looks.

“Movies.” “Coffee.” We say again but the other way around.

“Okay babygirls. Whatever, I won’t ask if you guys have your little secret secrets.” Jake laughs and starts walking to his car.

Once Jake drops me off in my house Johnny gives me a thumbs up and I weakly give it back to him.

---

“Still nothing?” Madi is ‘sitting’ on my desktop, my phone is propped up against my wall and she is wrapping up the gifts for Nick on the floor of her room.

“I can’t do it. I just can’t. It ends up being awkward or I end up saying how much I like him and that I wish he liked me back.” I cover my face with both of my hands and let out a groan. “Maybe I should just tell him I’m sick and I can’t go to the party.”

“He will ditch all of us to take care of you.” Madi said smiling.

“No, he wouldn-… yes he would, he is so kind and lovely to everyone.” I look at Madi and she gives me an empathetic smile which transforms into a smirk.

“Guess who’s calling me.” she says in a singing tone.

“God no, tell him to go away.”

“Already added him to the call.”

“Madi! I need to fix my hair.”

“Too late.”

“Madi!”

“Hiiii!” Nick pops up on the screen, he is smiling and standing in the middle of the room. “What are you guys chatting about? Just so you know, I am deeply offended that you didn’t invite me.” He says while fake crying. I just stare at him, trying to not bury myself into de ground.

“I was talking to this guy about what I’m gonna wear to your party. But it’s a surprise so you can’t see.” Madi says.

“Oh, I like surprises. I’m sure the both of you will look amazing.” He says while walking around his room, cleaning it up a bit. “You guys are staying to sleep, right?” I quickly look at Madi and she mumbles something that I did not understand.

“I am…” I say quickly.

“Cool.” Nick says and then he starts rambling about how exited he is to see his friends and all the things we will do at the sleepover after the party. Eventually he finished cleaning up and grabbed his phone to lay on his bed ‘with us’. We talked about our days, I told them I went out with Jake and Johnny but didn’t say why. After two hours Madi go ‘sleepy’, that’s what she told Nick because when she left the call, she texted me telling me to enjoy my alone time with Nick.

“So, Johnny, huh?”

“What does that mean?” I laugh a bit.

“You and him are close. Well, closer than before.”

“I guess.” I say, I look at my ceiling. My phone laying beside my face.

“Isn’t he like… 5 years older than us?” I quickly sit up and grab my phone, putting it in front of my face.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Like… isn’t he a bit older for you?”

“Nick… what are you saying?”

“Do you like him?” he says quickly.

“What? No. Why would you even think that?”

“I-… I don’t know. I just… fuck- it’s nothing, I just thought… I didn’t but I thought maybe you liked him and I don’t know. Look, it’s late, I’m tired. I’ll text you tomorrow.” And then he hangs up on me. nothing else. Nothing. Silence fills my room and I am confused. Why would he say that?

---

“I’m serious, he was jealous.”

“Madi stop.” The light sound of music fills Madis room as she gets ready to go to Nicks party. It has been two days since that call and I did not have the courage to text Nick, neither did he.

“I’m just saying. I have known Nick for only a few years more than you but I can talk, I know him.” She says applying on her mascara.

“I don’t know…” I lay on her bed, my legs dangling off the edge. “I just don’t know. I want to cry so bad…”

“Hey, hey.” Madi quickly drops her mascara and runs to me, she sits down beside me and I sit up, my elbows on my knees and my head between my hands. “It’s okay…” She comforts me, her arms around me. “You don’t have to go…”

“I will. He is my friend. They are my friends. I- I told Matt I was going to be there.” I mumble. “Also, I have to give them their gifts…”

Madi sighs. “If you need anything just find me. Okay?” I nod and she kisses my cheek gently. “Want me to do your make up?” I chuckle a bit.

“What for?”

“To cheer you up of course.”

“I think that will cheer you up more but, why not?”

---

“Wooow. Who did your make up?” Jake says as we enter the house.

“Oh, Madi.”

“Well, she did a great job.” Johnny adds.

“It’s only mascara, blush and… lip gloss? Lip balm? I don’t know, she put a few things there.” I laugh a bit.

“Have you seen the birthday boys?” I ask.

“Over there.” Jake points to the kitchen and I nod to them. I walk over there and let out a short sigh to brace myself.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” I scream opening my arms and hugging the three of them at the same time. I feel someone laughing, awkward hands patting my back and I hear a muffled ‘thanks’. “How are my birthday boys?” I ask when I let them go.

“I’m glad you came.” Matt says.

“I’m good! we rented a jumping castle.” Chris adds with a childish smile on his face.

“No way…” I say

“Yes way.” He adds.

“Take me there.” I hand him my hand and Chris drags me. “Happy birthday Nick…” I mumble as I pass beside him.

---

It’s 3 am. Almost everyone is gone, I lay on the jumping castle alone, watching the stars blink at me.

“Don’t you feel alone in that castle?” a familiar voice comes from outside the castle.

“Depends who is asking…”

“May I be of company to the prince?”

“You may…” The soft material of the castle moves as he enters the castle and lays besides me. “Well, I think you should be the prince because it’s your birthday.”

“It was yesterday, it’s already 3:20 am.” I roll my eyes and turn my head to look at him. he was already looking at me. “You look good…”

“Most of the make up already washed off.”

“Don’t care. You look good…” he pauses for a bit. “Chris and Matt really liked your gifts…” I hum. “I can’t help but wonder where is mine.”

“I-… it’s in my car.” I sit up and look down to the bright color of the castle.

“Why didn’t you give it to me?”

“I can’t…” I feel him sit up too.

“Look at me.” His hand grabs my jaw gently and he turns my head.

“When it’s late you act weird…”

“You think I’m weird?”

I chuckle. “You know what I meant.”

“No, tell me.”

“You act different… like a few days ago.” He nods, his hand still on my face. “Nick… I can’t.” I grab his hand and pull it away from my face. “Don’t, please.” My eyes fill with tears.

“I’m not doing anything…” I look down and I tighten my grip on his hand.

“Look. I know that you are more… sure about everything, more confident, more outgoing. I’m not. I’m scared…”

“Just tell me.” He whispers. “It will be okay, I promise.”

“Nick-.“ My voice cracks. “I like you.” I whisper, a tear rolls down my face.

“I know… I like you too.” Suddenly the cold breeze of the night isn’t freezing anymore. Time stops for us. His hands go to my face and he kisses me, the kind of kiss that can cure any heart ache. I feel alive.

“I’m sorry.” I sniff. “I shouldn’t be crying. God, this is so awkward. I was so scared.” He grabs my hands that were shaking.

“What do you mean? This is the best gift ever. And not a lot of people can say that the love of they life confessed at a castle.”

I laugh. “Nick, this is a kids jumping castle.” He wipes away the tears of my face.

“I know, I don’t care.” He kisses my lips softly one more. “Let’s go inside. There is taco bell and pizza, you choose what to eat.”

Nick grabs my hand and softly guides me out of the castle, I smile weakly at him and he kisses my cheek. Together, we walk inside of the house.

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[elliespassagerprincess]

Hi I’m the person who requested Ellie x read based on Mary - Alex g u don’t have to answer this ask I just forgot to specify in my previous one if u could write it like “Mary” in the song is reader and Ellie is the person who’s singing? Tysm again!!

Mary - (ellie williams x reader)

hi pookie! I did exactly what you asked I just added twist! If you don't like it, just pm me and I'll write you a new story! I hope you enjoy <;33

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

requests are always open, feel free to leave one:) or just send me a song and I'll take it from there. Remember if you want something specific to happen, please indicate it in your request.

Warnings: mental illness, mental hospitals, manhandling and mentions of pills, medication, injections and brief mentions of violence

Summary: In which Ellie wrote you a song.

Mary is the girl that I wanna kiss

She's got big red eyes and big red lips

She's got big sharp teeth and big fat hips

Mary is the girl that I wanna fuck

She's got leather heart and leather gloves

She's the only girl that I wanna love

Ellie has always referred to you as Mary. She never knew your real name.

All the times she'd beg you to answer her you'd simply giggle and say: "it's better being a secret"

You were everything Ellie has always wanted. The girl she was so madly in love with, and she didn't even know your name. You were the only thing keeping her sane at this point.

The night Ellie had met you, you sat alone outside on a bench, singing the nursery rhyme Mary had a little lamb over and over again. And the name Mary just stuck with Ellie since them.

You were her Mary. The only girl that she ever wanted to love.

Ellie liked to imagine that in a perfect world it would just be the two of you.

One where she doesn't have to stay in a mental institution. And where you don't have to sneak in every night.

Ellie was sick and tired if this place and truly doesn't know why Joel would send her here.

The walls were painted white, and all she had in her room was a bed.

"Mary is the girl that I wanna fuck?" You raised your eyebrows slightly at Ellie's vulgar lyrics.

Her cheeks turned a slight shade of pink when you brought it up.

"Yeah" Ellie spoke softly.

"You wanna fuck me?" You asked Ellie with a smile on your face.

"I mean yeah-"

The sound of keys jiggling could be heard from down the hall. Ellie let out as quick gasp at that.

Fuck it must've been time to take her meds.

Ellie watched as you quickly jumped out the window, the paper containing the song Ellie wrote dedicated to you slowly falling to the ground. In an instant Ellie jumped up quickly picking up the paper and she stuffed it into her bra.

The door opened as Ellie casually sat on her bed waiting for the nurse to arrive. Nurse Elizabeth walked in with a huge smile on her face.

Ellie rolled her eyes as the nurse, who walked towards her trying to make small talk.

Who the fuck is this happy while working in mental institution?

Ellie took the pills from the nurses hand before, she put it into her mouth. Ellie drank the water that the nurse gave to her, wishing all of this was over and that you'd just come back.

"Open up" the nurse spoke as she put her finger into Ellies mouth.

The girl gagged slightly as the nurse reached her finger further and further down her throat.

"Sorry" the nurse spoke "I have to make sure you take your meds" she finished as she gave Ellie an empathic smile.

All Ellie did was hum and lay down. The nurse soon left and Ellie heard the door lock.

She sat up immediately spitting out the pills.

"Do they really taste taste bad?" Ellie heard your voice.

"How did you get back here so fast?" she asked.

All you did was give her a wink before you walked towards her, opening your hand.

Ellie stared down confused before she realized that you were looking for the song. She quickly pulled the note from her bra as she handed you the paper.

A smile took over your face as you continued reading the lyrics.

And all Ellie could do was smile and enjoy the final moments she has with you for that day before you would disappear again.

Listen to me, baby, I don't mind

I wanna be with you and waste my time

Give it to me, baby, I feel good

I wanna feel whatever you think I should

Sing it for me, baby, play my song

I wanna hear your daddy singing along

5 more months.

5 more fucking months, Ellie had to be in this fucking hell hole.

As Ellie walked down the hall she gazed into the other people's rooms. There were some really messed up people in here.

Truthfully Ellie doesn't know why she's here. She doesn't deserve it.

She wonders why you were here. She wonders why you only come at night. She wonders why she never sees you when she's with people. She wonders in which room you were staying.

So many questions so little answers.

Today was Wednesday. Which meant that they had a talent show. Every Wednesday all the different wards would come together and each patient could show their talent.

Ellie never participated. She always thought it was cringe and stupid. But today she wanted to do something she wanted to sing you the song she had written for you.

As Ellie sat in the room she watched different patients go up to front to do their thing. Some would sing, some would dance and some would just stand there awkwardly.

When Ellie raised her hand to go next, the nurse called out her patient number as she got up and walked towards the front.

Ellie shakily held the paper as she looked up to the crowd.

She saw you standing at the back, giving her a huge smile and a thumbs up.

God you were beautiful.

She could do this. She was doing this for you.

Ellie closed her eyes as she started singing the song.

She sang about your eyes, and how your lips were painted red with lipstick the night you met. She sang about your hips and how she so badly wanted to hold you. How badly she just wanted a taste.

You were only girl Ellie wanted to spend the rest of life with and yet she didn't even know your name.

But you'll always be her Mary.

As Ellie finished her song, the crowd clapped their hands, and a small smile appeared on Ellies face.

Her smile soon disappeared when she saw you weren't in the crowd anymore.

Where were you? Didn't you like her song? Do you hate her? What happened?

As Ellie was thinking she felt a hand on her shoulder. Ellie turned around, and her eyes met with one the the nurses.

"Doctor Bernard wants to see you"

Mary is the girl that leaves you to rot

She says, "I am real and you are not"

She says, "I am real and you are not"

"Ellie how long have you been seeing this girl?" Doctor Bernard asked her.

"Her name is Mary" she replied not answering his question.

"Mary isn't real"

"she is"

"Ellie you're seeing things" The doctor started. "That's why you're here, that's why you take medicine-"

"no you're lying" Ellie yelled as she got up from her chair. Her arms were quickly grabbed by the staff as they lowered her back down into the chair. The autumn brow haired girl started screaming as she was forced to sit down again.

"She's fucking real" Ellie yelled as she lunged forward, another nurse ran from the side holding an injection to Ellie's throat.

Doctor Bernard raised his hand telling the nurse to move away.

"Ellie calm down so we can talk about this"

Heavy breathes fell from Ellies lips as she looked to the floor, saliva started dripping from her lips. The room felt hot.

"She's real" Ellie breathed almost in tears. Why aren't they listening to her?

"it's ok I believe you"

And as soon as he said that Ellie looked up with her eyes wide.

"You believe me?" She asked in genuine shock.

They always told her she was crazy. They always told her there was something wrong with her, but now he believes her?

Ellie felt relived. She really wasn't crazy.

"I do" he said.

"How did she get in?"

"You won't hurt her if I tell you?" Ellie asked.

Your safety was the most important, Ellie didn't want you to end up in solitary or worse, a higher dose of whatever medication they were giving you.

"I won't he promised, now tell me"

"She comes in through the window"

Ellie watched his facial expression closely. She watched him look up to the staff as he gave them a nod. Ellie felt the nurses holding her, gripping her even stronger.

"what the fuck-" Ellie cried as she felt them hold her harder. Ellie felt a cold metal against her neck as she she screamed.

"you said you believed me!"

She kicked, she cried, she spat and she swore but nothing helped.

Soon the drug kicked in and Ellie felt her whole body go limp. She felt them lower her to the floor and she felt very sleepy.

"You said you believed me" Ellie breathed one more time as she looked at doctor Bernard standing above her.

"Ellie there isn't a window in your room"

Ellie felt tired, it was as if everything around her was slowing down.

"Mary isn't real, she never was"

Ellie opened her mouth to talk but no words came out.

The last thing Ellie heard that day was: "you are real and she is not"

Authors note: this one was quite short but it still fucking hit dude... remember my requests are always open and that you are loved...

Yours truly,

Zia<3

[osarina]

I JUST GOT AROUND TO READING I, CARRION AND UGH!!

“there’s a lecherous smile on Albatross’s face as he leans against the frame and looks at you, glasses hanging off the bridge of his nose. ‘Damn, if you weren’t the boss’s girl…’” awww stop it you’ll make me blush

THE SCENE W DAZAI FINDING US NOT READY YET “It’s not silly if it has you upset,” kisses on the nape of the neck and then kissing our ankles & buckling our heels >>>>>> “I’m sorry that I’m not a good enough man to do what’s right and let you go.” hey so what if i started violently sobbing. “but if fate brought us together, then far be it from me to deny the one thing in this world that has ever made me happy.” HEY SO WHAT IF I STARTED VIOLENTLY SOBBING.

“Still, he wants to gouge their eyes out.” if my man doesn’t want to gouge out people’s eyes just for looking at me, i don’t want him ‼️‼️

“My, Dazai, possessive, aren’t you?” “Very,” Dazai agrees idly. “Be sure to remember that.” bringing his hand up from your waist to cup your cheek, thumb brushing over your bottom lip as he murmurs, “That’s my girl, always so smart.” blushing giggling kicking my feet twirling my hair

“Fyodor Dostoevsky. A pleasure, truly.” oh no. oh no no no no no. that’s not good.

one more thing, i noticed that you kinda like made up your own characters (which was super cool and really creative btw!!) could you explain how/why you chose the specific authors you did? and i’m assuming you got their group names from something they wrote, any reason you chose those works in particular? (these are the ones i’m talking about: Mishima Yukio of the Sun and Steel, Nabokov’s Pale Flame, Leo Tolstoy’s Three Deaths, Cao Xueqin of the Red Chamber, Kitazawa Michihiro of Fuji Electric)

ty for listening to my ramblings once again ily !!

TUMBLR USER PE4RL-DIVER UGHHHHHH I LOVE YOU WHENEVER I SEE U IN MY NOTIFS IM SO HEART EYES

albatross is truly her no1 fan in this fic and she adores him <3 dazai is so not unsubtly jealous of him whenever she talks to him. gets all side eyed and irritated and then has to hide it whenever she looks at him LOLLLLL meanwhile albatross is just pleased that dazai is no longer an emotionless brick wall with a quick trigger finger

WHEN I TELL U THAT SCENE WAS ACTUALLY MY FAVORITE EVER i actually struggled so much writing it not because it was hard to write just because i was yearning so terrible for him LOLLLLL HAHAHAH

</33333 we all need our own beastzai truly life is so unfair he's so perfect

OMGGGGGGGG actually thats my favorite part of writing series/long one shots. i adore being able to build up new characters and organizations. usually i pull them just from some of my favorite authors/works (i cheated with the one electric company its actually just a real company because i got lazy) BUTTTTT mishima is obviously my go to just because there's lowkey already been reference to him and his works in the series but no mention of him, so he's my favorite to build and explore. and then i dont know why but i always have the russian underground divided by three (tolstoy, dostoevsky, nabokov) and usually in a constant territory struggle. of the two ive built up, nabokov is usually the one i use the most because ive hced that he worked with the previous boss pretty often before things went to shit. but i've actually built tolstoy's organization more than his - the three deaths is led by a triumvirate of tolstoy, gorky, and cheknov who were all contemporaries and had were associated with each other. and actually fun fact, i plan on doing a fic with a reader who takes the place of cheknov as one of the three deaths so we're going to see more from them. cao xueqin wrote one of the 4 great classical novels of chinese literature. my fyozai fic i've also built a new organization for - they're based in italy and are in constant conflict with the clocktower, but i don't wanna give anything away because u shall see when i finally post that

maybe one day ill do a whole little page for the organizations ive built & their references in my fics for u guys to look at if ur interested!!

[changbinsboobs]

now im curious abt felix, on a scale of 1-10 how bad do u think his unknown side is? I still think its occumulation of him being in a very sheltered industry from a young age and one that defo likes to put certain images on certain members, is there any particular time where his other side might come out more frequently?

I wouldn't say its necessarily a bad side. Tbh i don't really know what mire to say about it because (as I've said before) its just a weird feeling that im getting but i cant quite put my finger on it yet. And i have no examples to give. I think ill need to do a personality reading on him first to gain some clarity - the i think ill be able to properly further comment on the matter.

But i think people may have gotten the wrong impression from my previous comments. I was necessarily referring to him being shady as in purposefully doing evil - but rathe being shady in his motivations. For example he really likes you and desperately wants to get in your pants. Every night he fantasizes about you and does god knows why to himself (🍆💦) and then the next day you see each other and he acts all innocent and untouched by such filthy thoughts and intentions, he offers you help with this and with that, and you start trusting him that he's not a threat, because of his innocent and childlike looks and demeanor. But his intention for helping you isn't because he's just nice. Its because he's secretly drooling. Omg i know, i have an example. It gives me the vibe of that guy that hangs out with girls and pretends he's gay so that he gets invited to slumber party's and can watch them try their new pajamas on, and practice kissing and tell them if their boobs are nice etc. you get what vibe im talking about? And he doesn't straight up lie about being gay, he just acts like it so people assume it. So its not really a malicious energy, its just sneaky and shady.

[peenyas]

I'm sick(food allergy), fast [imagine] drabble about them taking care of u while ur sick cus I rarely see em.

Content: sick!gn!reader, fluff/comfort, no specific character specified (but used male reference)

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"ah- stay put, i got it"

Your weak being laying in bed, aching and tired from being struken with an illness.

Oh how his touch seems to linger longer than ever, keeping his hand on your forehead, caressing your hot skin. It felt so relieving, so comforting to be under his care.

"need anything dove? Here, i made some warm tea for you"

He'd start hand feeding you if you'd let him, he would go out of his way just to take care of you, being the one love he cherished so much.

Hand brushing over the top of your head, you sigh in comfort, closing your eyes, and thus getting a kiss out of sight. Both cheeks, nose, lips. Holding and rubbing your cheeks with the thumb of his hands, whispering sweet nothings to you, telling you will get better before you know it.

"I'm here, please let me know if you need anything alright?"

On that day, he'll stay in bed with you, either doing work. Or when he's finished, cuddling up to you, giving you that extra warmth and care.

A.N:☆ thinking of.. dainsleif... Most of all. Diluc too but fuck him i got amos instead i went crazy because of that could you imagine. Maybe I'll give it to my physical childe

[lilamala]

hii i just saw your post from last year with all the pretty doilies and i was wondering if you could share the pattern you used, particularly for the peacock and kissing fishies one! They are so so stunning omg! Thank you in advance if you answer, have a good day :)

heyyy thank you :) i made some of these quite a while ago so i couldnt find some of the patterns but i tried my best <3 so, for reference:

1. for the life of me i cannot find the lily of the valley pattern that i used (it was a written pattern on someone's blog?) but this vintage pattern from american thread company is almost identical except that it's octagonical whereas the one i used is heptagonical. oh well.

2. this is just a diagram

3. the heart doily is this pattern but back then I worked with this diagramm that I found god knows where which is missing the edging. i reverse engineered the pattern for the edginf from the photo, tho i cant guarantee that i really did it exactly as i wrote it down here lol. but its all in the written pattern (id hope? i never actually looked at it lol) so no need to do it as complicatedly as i did, i just prefer working from diagrams. also super pretty! a doily i wont give away, its one of my favourites for sure 🤍

4. this is the peacock buffet scarf. i can really recommend antique pattern library! the pattern is pretty time-consuming but filet crochet is really not difficult even if ur a beginner :)

5. idk why so many people think they're fish, it's birds 🥲🕊 anyway this is the pattern. i did pay for this one, all the other ones were free but its not that expensive. kind of an annoying pattern ill be honest! i couldnt get it to lay entirely flat bc theres a few different parts idk if i should have blocked them already as i worked but oh well. definitely advanced haha

6. bees! 🐝 also just a diagram. maybe a bit more on the advanced side because the middle part is in rounds but then it switches to rows for the corners. this one is really big! and very cute :)

8. again i cannot find the pattern for this but u can find similar ones just by googling rose doily crochet pattern. irish crochet is fun! but u need to sew in so so many ends 🫠

9. this one is actually my favourite i think! i dont think its super visible on the picture but there are a lot of 3d elements so if ur more advanced i would really recommend this one bc u get to use some rare fun techniques for really beautiful results <3

[sillylittlelemon]

HELLO!! ok sorry I’m not sure if ur still doing match ups so u can just ignore this if u want but could I get a saiki k and a hazbin hotel matchup <33

- I’m a certified yapper and I will ramble on about my interests for hours

- Im a big people pleaser and I try my best to make everyone around me feel comfortable and appreciated

- I tend to tolerate toxic behaviour just to avoid abandonment

- Im a romcom enthusiast and a bit of a film buff

- I like loads of music and singers but lately I’ve been loving my bloody valentine , salvia palth , alex g and Tyler the creator.

- My love languages are probably acts of service and physical touch.

- My humour is kinda all over the place and Im a sucker for dad jokes and well thought out dirty jokes

- I’m a hopeless romantic and I would probably fall head over heels for anyone who shows the slightest amount of interest in me

Okay- i wasnt sure about your sexuality (or gender) so ill do short headcannons for two characters i think youd fit with (seperatly not poly)

Sorry to my other requests im working as i go- right now tumblr is a passion project so ive gotta feel like- i dunno 'the spark' to actually get it done, but i promiseim trying

ALSO just a warning to anyone who reads/requests saiki k stuff, its been a bit sincei watched the show and also i donthave anywhere ican watch it currently so characters areprobably atleast a little ooc

This chick-

(I make a vauge reference to a little spice in her part but nothing explicit or bad)

And this guy-

YES. I know they have totally different vibes but hear me out.

He gives such 'im a big tough guy, but please love me in secret and call me your favorite boy'

she gives such 'im a brat but im your brat and actually i just want love and attention because i look like i would have major mommy issues'

And i dunno it just works

He would def be a cuddle bug once the walls are down and yall have bonded more and your in private(read: MUST be in private bc bb boy is defensive and dont f with pda), i feel like hes the type to hold you on his chest and rub your back (yall are laying on his/your couch or bed) and when he thinks your asleep he starts murmuring under his breath about how he's so glad you got past his walls- about how it means so much to him that you put up with his bs. This def lead to you pretending to be asleep more often so you can hear in words how he really feels, because lets be honest, words dont always equal feelings, and sometimes (i.e most times) he doesnt say it how he means it.

Now HER on the other hand-

All. Over. You.

Like..

Lowkey her?

Shes just so happy to HAVE you, right? Like- soulmates or not, youre hers. She adores you. Worships the ground you walk on, praises you breathless in more ways than one. Shes so confident- like... even if she isnt ACTUALLY, she portrays it so well, and she Hypes. You. Up. 24/7, 365. No matter if youre short, tall, heavy, skinny, freckled, dark, pale, or anywhere in between. She is making sure everyone knows youre her girl (or boy or whatever but based on your sentence structure im guessing female?) [NOT MEANT TO BE OFFENSE I SWEAR I JUST IMAGINED YOU BEING FEMALE?] -oh god im gunna get cancelled-

N-E-Ways

Same here but itll be just generally better bc im more caught up with this fandom lol

He is this

But he wants to be this so bad

Sir precious for my darling precious

And

His love lmao

Sir Precious is 100% angel material (take that sera you bitch 🤟😝) He's just.... precious. Lmao. We've seen how flustered he gets with Cherry and imagine that but like- in an ACTUAL relationship with pda and shit. Like- stuttering, panicking, but also completely soothed by the hand currently resting in his? So many conflicting emotions, y'knowwww... he might need a kiss to get his head straight? Or maybe two? Hmmm, no that didnt work- lets try three, third times a charm right? *cue pentious sly+nervous smile* Would 100% bury his face in your tits/chest (under much encouragement and reassurance even more now that his minions spill the tea that hes been talking in his sleep about this very moment)

-can we talk about the smooth bass in the finale?-

-poor husk, man was singing and smiling like his soul was free-

Why do i feel like this is right up her alley?

Onto Miss Bomb,

She's a lot more brash in her affections. Not afraid to tug you down to her level and suck your soul out through your lips. Def had an emo phase when she was alive (if shes not still in it) She just.. loves you. Like her and angel you guys bicker, but i feel like while youre bickering she has her chin resting on your chest/tits, staring up at you with the slyest smirk and biggest heart eyes known to demon AND man kind.

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Average Weekly Screentime - Chap 7: Another Not-Date

pairing: Jake Peralta x Amy Santiago

word count: 4208

warnings/tags: college au, texting, drunk texting, text fic (mostly, there's prose a few chaps in), bets, bisexual!jake peralta, jake peralta has adhd, parties, drinking and alcohol, sexual references, implied sexual content (nothing explicit, just suggested its going to happen/has happened), friends to lovers, swearing, mentions of cannibalism, lighthearted threats of violence (typical rosa stuff yk), fluff

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Story Summary: texting fic college AU with the squad! It's the beginning of the school year and while everyone else thinks it'll be the same as the previous year, Gina has a feeling things are going to be different and wagers a bet with Rosa and Charles. Told through all the various group chats everyone is in.

Chap 1 | Chap 2 | Chap 3 | Chap 4 | Chap 5 | Chap 6 | Chap 7 | Chap 8 | Chap 9 | Chap 10

authors note: firstly! omg i got this chapter out so quickly i can't believe it but i've got my steam back for this one so we're jumping right in!! secondly! thank you to everyone who has commented and left kudos, i'm giving each one of you a tender kiss on the forehead and a cup of your preferred hot beverage. thirdly! todays upload is gonna be a double upload, this chapter with jake and amy and the next chapter will be a short one with gina, charles and rosa that takes place at the same time as this chapter. i hope you enjoy both of them!

thanks as always for reading <3

Jimmy Jabbers

[08:10am, Wednesday]

Pineapples: its offensive im awake so early

Four Eyes: It’s not that early?

Pineapples: its literally so early

Queen G: hes right Queen G: waaay too early to be awake Queen G: but if i dont show up for jasons class he’ll kill me

Four Eyes: You need to stop calling your professor by his first name

Queen G: not until i get in trouble for it!

Mr Grapes: I’m just glad my classes haven’t changed rooms Mr Grapes: I’d hate to get lost… again

Pineapples: i would help u charles

Mr Grapes: Thanks jakey

RoRo: some of us don’t have classes until later and don’t appreciate being woken up by an annoying group chat

Queen G: mute ur phone like everyone else and stop complaining

RoRo: test me gina, I dare you

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[09:30am, Wednesday]

Cameron: Now that you’re more awake I figured we should discuss our study schedule? Cameron: If you still want to Cameron: No pressure

Ferris: ill probs fail if i dont so yes i do Ferris: im still good for all our usual days

Cameron: Great! I will see you this afternoon then?

Ferris: cant wait!

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[10:05pm, Wednesday]

Pineapples: 1 image attachment Pineapples: im begging rocks to not look edible

Mr Grapes: Oh yeah I’d eat that

Queen G: that rock is so gorgeous i wanna do more than eat it Queen G: wanna do unspeakable things to that rock

Pineapples: i like the way you think G

Mr Grapes: doing t h i n g s to the rock is probably a bit far for me but I’ll let you guys have your moment

RoRo: you guys fucking rocks?

Pineapples: and what if i am???

RoRo: i think I respect the attempt

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[10:12pm, Wednesday]

Ferris: r u asleep? Ferris: well if ur asleep u cant answer these messages to tell me Ferris: and if u were to answer then u would be awake Ferris: so idk what i expect here Ferris: but if i keep messaging i might wake u up which would then make you awake AND mad

Cameron: I’m not asleep and you didn’t wake me up

Ferris: sweet Ferris: sooo Ferris: what u up to?

Cameron: The usual, creating a study plan for the semester

Ferris: shouldve guessed

Cameron: What are you up to?

Ferris: practicing catching nuts in my mouth after throwing it in the air and watching spiderman

Cameron: Can’t you and Rosa do trick shots with donut holes? Why do you need to practice that?

Ferris: this is waaaaay more difficult ames Ferris: when rosa throws the donut hole at me i can calculate the landing Ferris: throwing nuts for me to catch is more difficult Ferris: less time to calculate the landing

Cameron: I didn’t realise there was a whole art to catching food in your mouth

Ferris: of course there is! Ferris: it isnt something u just get good at overnight

Cameron: Maybe you could teach me then?

Ferris: it would be my pleasure

Cameron: Unfortunately I have to go to sleep now though..

Ferris: aw damn

Cameron: Back to classes and in the swing of things, need to keep my schedule

Ferris: fair enough Ferris: goodnight ames

Cameron: Goodnight Jake

-

Unnamed Chat

[02:37pm, Saturday]

Jake: i need some advice and ur the most responsible person i know

Terry: Seriously?

Jake: yes Jake: and i cant tell any of my other friends bc they cant keep a secret

Terry: You think that I can?

Jake: idk Jake: can u?

Terry: Yes I can Terry: What’s going on man?

Jake: i miiiiight have a little crush on someone

Terry: Do I get to know who it is? Or do I have to guess?

Jake: uh idk..

Terry: Is it Amy?

Jake: well…

Terry: Got it in one, Terry can tell you’re head over heels

Jake: i wouldnt go THAT far Jake: ANYWAYS i need ur help

Terry: What for?

Jake: i like her!! Jake: what do i do???????? Jake: im scared to tell her, what if she doesnt feel the same

Terry: You don’t have to tell her if you don’t want to, but then you’ll never know if she even likes you back. You can tell her and risk your friendship, but then you’ve been honest with her

Jake: BUT what if she doesnt like me back terry???? Jake: she hasnt given any sign she likes me back

Terry: How do you know that?

Jake: idk…

Terry: So you just assumed she doesn’t like you back?

Jake: … Jake: i regret telling u

Terry: Haha, no you don’t Terry: Listen, what you do is up to you but my advice is to at least consider telling her, you never know what could happen Terry: If I hadn’t taken a chance I wouldn’t have Sharon, sometimes you gotta take risks

Jake: god i hate how much of a romantic u are

Terry: Put on some Taylor Swift and have a think about it

Jake: i do NOT listen to taylor swift

Terry: Did you know Gina has access to your spotify account?

Jake: im gonna kill her Jake: fine ill listen to tay and consider it Jake: thanks ter

Terry: Anytime! Keep me updated!

-

DDC

[03:02pm, Saturday]

Jacob: gina get off my spotify account

G: whats the big deal? G: u dont even pay for it, ur mom does

Jacob: yeah but thats MY account Jacob: get ur own

G: who even told u

Jacob: terry ratted u out

G: u were talking to ter?

Jacob: just needed his advice on something Jacob: and he let slip that i listen to taylor swift which is PRIVATE INFORMATION

G: hahaha yeah i told him that

Jacob: worst friend ever

G: what advice did u need from him???

Jacob: dw about it

G: okaayy

-

Dance Squad

[03:08pm, Saturday]

G-Hive: some suspicious happenings on this day

Scary: I probably don’t care

Charlese: Dish!

G-Hive: jake was talking to terry, specifically asking him for advice on something

Charlese: Aw why wouldn’t he ask us?

G-Hive: have a think boyle

Charlese: No way, you don’t think?

Scary: Gina i am begging you to get a life

G-Hive: this is my life get used to it G-Hive: and yes charles I DO think so G-Hive: i for one will be watching with great interest

-

[05:26pm, Thursday]

G-Hive: its been almost a week and nothing…

Charlese: Yeah I think we may have been a bit delusional with that one

G-Hive: i stand by it

Scary: you shouldn’t

Charlese: It’s possible that he was talking to Terry about what we think he was but he’s just not done anything or Terry gave bad advice

G-Hive: that is a possibility G-Hive: maybe i need to give him a pep talk

Scary: you give awful pep talks

G-Hive: so do u!

Charlese: I could do it?

Scary: no

G-Hive: no

Charlese: Fine…

Scary: no one needs to say anything because that’s meddling

G-Hive: UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHH let me have my FUN

Scary: my fun is stopping your fun

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[05:02pm, Saturday]

Pineapples: movie night in my dorm? Pineapples: the specials tonight are princess bride and pizza

Mr Grapes: Count me in!

Queen G: me too Queen G: is the pizza free

Pineapples: absolutely not im not made of money

Queen G: ugh

RoRo: sure ill come

Pineapples: wonderful! Pineapples: @Four Eyes u in?

Four Eyes: Sure, I’m in Four Eyes: What time do you want us there?

Pineapples: whenever Pineapples: im gonna order pizza now so id say get here soon before i eat it all

Mr Grapes: Be there soon!!

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[06:04pm, Saturday]

Ferris: draft message: i think i feel the same way about you that westley does about buttercup

Cameron: draft message: I think I feel the same way about you that Buttercup does about Westley Cameron: draft message: I prefer you to Westley

Ferris: draft message: youre prettier than buttercup

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[06:48pm, Tuesday]

Pineapples: hey guys if terry asks u to work out with him say no Pineapples: for the love of everything pure in this world say no

Mr Grapes: What do you MEAN you worked out with Terry???

Queen G: that sounds like torture

Pineapples: i cant feel my body but also everything hurts Pineapples: he said if i keep going to the gym then it will stop hurting Pineapples: i dont believe him

Four Eyes: Genuinely, how did you make it through the session?

Pineapples: i was pretending to train for when the gays rise up against the rich Pineapples: obviously

Four Eyes: Obviously

Queen G: obv

RoRo: your level of fitness is concerning RoRo: but does terry have video evidence of this by any chance?

Pineapples: rosa no

Queen G: brb asking him

-

Sexy Bitches

[07:00pm, Tuesday]

Sexy: ter bear im begging u here Sexy: pls tell me u have video of jake at the gym

Ter Bear: Of course I do, it was a struggle holding back the laughter

Sexy: ur my fave person ever

Ter Bear: 1 video attachment

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[07:03pm, Tuesday]

Queen G: terry is my fave person in the world rn Queen G: 1 video attachment

Pineapples: HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO ME

RoRo: oh i almost feel bad for you

Pineapples: almost???

RoRo: you did this to yourself

Mr Grapes: Your face is a concerning shade of red in that video

Four Eyes: I feel bad for laughing..

Pineapples: never exercising again

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[01:32pm, Thursday]

Cameron: On my way to the library now, meet you there?

Ferris: derfinitely

Cameron: I’ll be at the usual table in the corner

-

[01:37pm, Thursday]

Cameron: Someone took our table.. Cameron: I’m at a table near the couches

Ferris: surely we sit on the couches today

Cameron: I don’t know..

Ferris: pleeaaassseeeeee Ferris: ill do work i promise

Cameron: Alright fine, be here soon though or I’ll change my mind

Ferris: sprinting as we speak!!!

-

Amy isn’t sure how they got so comfortable on the couches, or when the two of them got so comfortable with each other in the first place. In a surprising turn of events Amy is sat sideways on the couch with her back leaning against the arm rest and her legs in Jake’s lap, her laptop was perched precariously on her own lap while Jake used her legs as a phone stand – having abandoned studying for the day.

She had very quickly learned all of Jake’s quirks when it came to studying, even if they weren’t doing work for the same subject he worked better when someone else was around. He needed regular breaks to look on his phone which Amy didn’t usually need, but he also needed prompting to get back to it.

At this point in the afternoon his brain had decided it had had enough and wasn’t going to let Jake focus on anymore work, but when Amy told him she was going to stay in the library and continue studying he said he’d keep her company. They mostly sat in a comfortable silence, ambient noises of the college library providing background to their silence.

Every so often Jake would show her a meme he found funny, but otherwise didn’t bother her too much and Amy was almost disappointed he wasn’t distracting her as much as she’d like. So by the time it got close to 4pm Amy decided to follow Jake’s lead and finish up for the day, giving herself a break couldn’t hurt.

She closed her laptop and set it on the coffee table in front of the couch which currently had all their other books sitting on it. After packing up she sat and observed Jake for what felt like minutes but in reality was no more than 30 seconds, she noticed the way the corners of his lips quirked up when he read something funny and an intrusive thought told her how she would like to kiss him there.

Jake then noticed Amy had put her laptop away and looked up at her with a smile while she tried to hide how embarrassed she felt at being caught staring. He locked his phone but didn’t move to put it away yet, and Amy couldn’t yet bring herself to move her legs off his lap. So for a few moments they sat and looked at each other, and Amy’s heart lurched with longing.

She so desperately wanted to lean over and kiss him, to pull him closer and provide a warmth her jacket simply couldn’t. To hug him again without the feeling of needing to pull away, to laugh at bad movies and his worse jokes without the fear that it’s too much. She just wanted to be rid of the fear of rejection.

“You’re finished?” He asked just before the silence stretched on too long.

“Yeah, decided to take a break for tonight. Am I not allowed to do that?” She joked with a raised eyebrow.

Jake let out a small laugh in response.

“Of course you can, you’re a free woman” He held his hands up in a sign of surrender.

“Thanks, thought I was being interrogated for a moment there” She joked back, causing another laugh out of him – one which Amy joined in on.

“I know it’s not really dinner time but what would you say to a trip to Sal’s?” Jake asked once his giggles died down.

“Can’t say no to Sal’s, just gotta take my stuff back to my dorm first if that’s alright”

Finally, Amy moved her legs off of Jake’s lap and if she had been able to look at him when she did she might’ve noticed the disappointment flash across his face for a brief moment. She started gathering her books and laptop and packing them neatly into her bag.

“Yeah that’s fine, I’ll take my stuff back too” Jake responded while haphazardly shoving his books and notes into his backpack.

They both left the library and made their way back to their dorms, promising to meet back up in 20 minutes. Amy had 20 minutes to get changed and ready for what definitely wasn’t a date with Jake – they were just going to Sal’s, that’s not a date.

If it was a date he would’ve said it was a date, they’ve just continued to hang out after studying together. This is just what friends do, friends don’t ask each other on dates after studying together and then don’t clarify if it’s a date or not.

Amy was spiralling, hoping 20 minutes would come and go quickly so she could talk to Jake again and forget some of her anxieties about… Jake.

-

Did he just accidentally ask her on a date? How could he be such an idiot? But she didn’t ask if it was a date so it’s not a date, he doesn’t have to dress up super nice or anything because it’s just Sal’s. Why was he checking his outfit for the fifth time?

If it wasn’t a date, then why did he feel nervous? Too many questions and thoughts bouncing around in his head that it was quickly becoming overwhelming. Luckily for him, as he was considering changing his shirt for a third time his phone alarm went off telling him to leave his dorm.

He nearly ran to their meeting spot, not wanting Amy to be waiting on her own for even a few seconds and he ended up being successful. Two minutes after he got to the spot Amy joined him and they walked to Sal’s together.

This time Amy was rugged up in a large jacket and scarf, a handbag hanging off her shoulder instead of her backpack. She had let her hair out of the ponytail she’d had it up in earlier, now letting the loose brown curls fall to her shoulders.

She rambled on about a new topic she learned about in one of her classes that day and Jake decided he could listen to her speak forever, even if she was just reading the phone book. But especially when it was something she was passionate about, Amy let herself get lost in it all and Jake couldn’t help but to follow.

After the short walk they reached Sal’s, and it was only when they opened the door did Jake remember they had other friends he could’ve invited but pointedly didn’t. What his other friends didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them, surely they didn’t mind if he and Amy hung out alone – Rosa and Gina hung out alone often, so did he and Charles. It was fine.

-

The Night Boys

[4:45pm, Thursday]

Sidewinder: Hey! Did you wanna get dinner?

-

It was not fine.

Charles had text him as he and Amy were on their way through the diner to a booth at the back. He panicked for a few moments about what to do; be honest and say he was out with Amy or lie to his best friend about being on a not-date with Amy.

Jake knew exactly how Charles would react to hearing he and Amy were out together to dinner alone, and Jake absolutely did not want to be dealing with that today. Amy sat down and began reading through the menu that was already placed on the table, although Jake knew she would get the same thing she always gets.

-

The Night Boys

[4:47pm, Thursday]

Deathblade: cant tonight Deathblade: not feeling well

Sidewinder: No problem, feel better soon

Deathblade: thnx

-

Yes, he felt bad about it, but nothing was going to pull him away from spending time alone with Amy. He savoured any minute he could get and once he put his phone away and looked up at her from across the table most of his anxieties melted away.

“What are you gonna get?” She asked him, looking up from the menu in front of her.

“Probably my usual” He shrugged his shoulders, why change his order when his order was perfect. Simple, but perfect.

“Cool, I’m probably gonna get-“

“The basic breakfast special but with a hot chocolate instead of a milkshake”

He finished her sentence without looking up from the menu, only making eye contact when he’d finished speaking. Seeing that Amy had a mildly shocked expression on her face, mouth slightly open and eyebrows raised before she schooled her face to one of less surprise.

“That’s exactly what I’m gonna get..” She trailed off, still giving him a look he couldn’t quite read.

After being given 15 minutes to read over the menu, most of that time spent chatting about nothing in particular, a waiter came over to take their order. They ordered and were now just waiting for the food, making more idle conversation that would usually bore Jake but he was happy to make ‘chit-chat’ with Amy if it meant being around her.

“You know, its too early for dinner, I feel like a senior citizen” Jake joked, arms crossed on the table in front of him.

“It gives you an excuse for a midnight snack” Amy joked back, a small giggle escaping as she did.

“As if I need an excuse for a midnight snack” Jake waved his hand in a dismissive gesture, once again causing Amy to laugh.

As she laughs Jake thinks it’s the one thing he was put on this earth to do; sure he wants to be a detective but his life calling is making Amy Santiago smile.

Their food arrives and they take their time to eat, not worrying about studying or having anywhere to be. They sit and talk until the sun goes down, Jake tells Amy movies he’s been watching recently and Amy tells him all about the book she’s been reading in her spare time. Amy talks about her brothers when Jake asks about them and is filled with funny stories from her childhood, and Jake tells her about what he and Gina were like in high school.

They’ve ordered multiple drinks each and sat long enough for dinner to go down enough to order a dessert; more accurately, Jake ordered a huge dessert that he happily let Amy take bites from. The time has flown and Jake has never felt more content in his life, they’ve barely made physical contact since arriving at the diner but his skin feels as electrified as New Years Eve.

He never wants this feeling to go away.

-

Amy hadn’t even realised hours had gone by, but it was dark outside now and her and Jake were still in the diner talking. Making up new inside jokes and telling stories from their childhoods. There’s a warmth under Amy’s skin that she’s never felt before, a warmth not caused by a sweater or scarf but one that’s causing tingles from her toes to her fingertips.

She wants it to be like forever.

Unfortunately, it was dark, and she needed to get back to her dorm at some point. She knows her phone has been going off in her bag but has ignored it all evening in favour of talking to Jake, trying to make him laugh and smile to see the ways his eyes crinkle up when he does.

Amy is the one to burst the bubble they’ve put themselves into, worrying she’ll get lost in it and do something that makes Jake uncomfortable. When there’s a silence in the conversation she speaks up.

“I should probably get back to my dorm, it’s getting late” She tries to hide the disappointment in her voice.

“Yeah, me too”

When they go up to the register together to pay Jake covers the bill, he doesn’t give Amy a chance to argue until they’re out the door and walking back to campus.

“You didn’t have to pay” Amy says while wrapping her scarf around her neck snugly.

“I know I didn’t, but you’ve been helping me so much with studying that I owe you”

“You don’t owe me anything, Jake” She can feel her cheeks heating up even in the cold air.

“Just accept it Ames, nothing you can do now” He wraps an arm around her shoulders and squeezes before letting go again and it causes Amy to giggle.

She wants to feel embarrassed at how he makes her giggle, she’s far from being 15 years old giggling at anything her crush says.

“Okay okay, I cover next time though” She points a finger at him in warning.

“Of course” He responded in a tone and with a smirk that made Amy think he wasn’t going to keep his end of the bargain.

The walk is as easy as dinner was, and saying goodbye is difficult but she knows Jake will probably text her in under an hour about something on his mind anyway. She’s excited for it, she’s excited to see him again and a part of her hopes he’s excited to see her again too.

During her elevator ride she decides that she is going to ask him out, it’ll be a risk and she’s full of anxiety thinking of the worst outcomes but she can’t just sit around doing nothing. The doing nothing part of it all is killing her, now she has to know if this was all just in her head.

If he says no then Jake will be cool about it, she knows that, he’s good like that. He cares about other people like that, he won’t completely ignore her and make fun of her for it – well he might a little, but not in a bad way.

Amy is going to ask Jake on a honest-to-god date, with a reservation and high heels and a waiter that doesn’t smell of cigarettes. It’s all going to be fine.

-

He has decided that if he doesn’t get to kiss Amy soon he’ll explode.

More importantly, he’s decided if he doesn’t tell her how he feels about her soon then he’ll also explode. He’s sure that everyone can tell at this point, it’s hard hiding how much he really likes her. If their other friends have noticed they haven’t said anything – although Charles has been saying it since the day Jake and Amy met which back then was weird. Nowadays it makes Jake annoyed for a different reason, he can’t believe Charles was right.

As Jake moves around his dorm getting ready to relax for the rest of the evening he considers whether or not to ask her out. He thinks back to his conversation with Terry who said he’ll never know if he never asks.

Jake is just unsure he’d be able to handle it if she said no. Not completely sure his heart wouldn’t just fall out his butt onto the ground and he’ll never feel anything ever again. At that thought, he hears Gina’s voice saying he’s being dramatic which is saying something coming from her.

When his head hits the pillow that night he smiles to himself, decision having been made that he will ask her out when he next sees her. He’d even wear a tie for her.

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authors note: i rambled on in the beginning notes so i'll keep it short here - thank you again for reading and commenting and leaving kudos, it honestly makes my day getting those emails. love you all and read the next chap now!! <3

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Sept. 29 daily check in for iya.. make sure to post + FINISH THIS WHEN SHE RESPONDS TO YESTERDAYS DAILY CHECKIN

Warning.. ⚠️ I YAPPED SO HARD IN THIS ONE DONT BE AFRAID TO NOT ANSWER EVERYTHING CUS IK I YAP A LOT‼️‼️😭☹️ + I kinda wrote this the night before becauseee I’m really busy today so if some things are in future tense that’s why…

HEYHEYHEY SIGMA ALPHA IYA I HOPE UR FEELING REALLLYYYYY SKIBIDI CUS U DESERVE IT AFTER THE LAST CHAPTER😫😫 IM ABOUT TO FLY OVER TO GIVE YOU THE BIGGEST KISS EVER ILYSMMMM AUFNENENDND I DIDNT EVEN KNOW YOU DIDNT CAMEOS BUT ME MAKING AN APPEARANCE REALLY SHOOOOOKKKKKKK ME TO MY CORREEEEE UGHHH CAME 5 TIMES JUST READING THAT TWEETTTTT 😫🤰🤰

OKOKOK THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS CHAPTER SINCE MY FUCKKKK IT WAS SO GOOD I AM LITERALLY SO STUFFED (in both ways 😫 toge PLEASEEE)

YUTAMAKI SNEAKKK ANDNENNENENEJSOXKWNEN I LOVE THEM THEYRE MY SKIBIDI TOILET 🐺‼️ NOT YUTA BEING FUCKING HEADDDDD OVER HEELS FOR MAKI (me too lowk..) POSTING HER ON INSTA UGHHH ME AND WHO😭😭😭🙍‍♀️🙍‍♀️🙍‍♀️ (toge PLEASEEE) LIKE LITERALLY BECOME OFFICAL ALREADY I SWEARRRR 😡😡 I LOVE THEM RHEYRE SOOO SKIBIDI 💗☹️

UGHH I WANT WTV THE FUCK MEGUMI AND YN HAVE CUS GODDDDD JUST FUCK ALREADY EVERYONE CAN SEE THRU IT (just kidding YN STAY UPP DO NOT SIT DOWN STOP THINKING WITH UR PUSSY THINK OF YOUR PRIDEEEE (saying this even tho I’m proudly exclaiming that I would like to gain stds from inumaki BUTTTT IN MY DEFENSE THATS DIFFERENT 😭‼️‼️)

Brainrot references oh my GYATT me and toge are made for each other likeeeeee 😍😍 please slide into my dms and TALK TUAH ME‼️😫

ok seriously yn stand UPPP UGHHH CUS WHY WOULD YOU BE THAT SERIOUS FOR A MAN💔💔 WHY WOULD YOU GO OUT OF YOUR WAY TO GO AGAINST YOUR 4LIFER FOR A FUCKING MAN…? WHY WOULD A MAN BE THERE????? WHY WOULD A FUCKING MAN BE PUT FIRST STOP THINKING WITH YOUR FUCKING PUSSY GIRL IM SERIOUSLY GOING TO BEATTTT THE SHIT OUT OF HER CUS ALL THIS OVER A FUCKING MAN IS INSANE (did I mention how this is extra insane because it’s over a MAN?? Like idgaf if he’s not girl get UPP) unless it’s over inumaki… then it makes sense.. WHO SAIDD THATTT (I’m projecting… sorry guys… I’m not sexist I promise ☹️☹️) (maki please humble her because if I was sjap yn I would’ve RANNN TO MAKII LIKE GIRL IM SO SORRY PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME ILY UR MY BSF AND ILL DUMP EVERY SINGLE MAN IN THE WORLD FOR YOU ☹️☹️☹️☹️😭😭😭😭)

THE CLIFFHANGER OMFG⁉️⁉️ IT BETTER NOT BE SUKUNA GIRL OTHERWISE IM BEATING THE SHITT OUT OF UUUU but at the same time.. megumi is BARLEY better… like by 0.000000001% better… so…. What if we just fuck toge instead 🤗🤗🤗 I’m EXTREMLEY fond of that idea sooo maybe keep it in mind?/j SRSLY THO ILL BEAT U UP IYA (then we can make out while watching despicable me after 🥰😘)

Omfg…. FUCKKKK YNNNN UGHHH GIRL STAND UP THIS IS WHAT BEING A WHORE RESULTS TO (as if I wouldn’t come running back to my ex with open arms if I had the chance…jk I don’t have an ex… it’s something I would do tho… I’ve done it for countless friendships… SIGHH) #projectingagain

#someonepleasefuckingshootme

#togepleasegivemehead😘😘🥰😍🤗

Ok DAMNN I HAD A LOT TO YAP… but it was a GOOD ASS CHAPTER IM LITERALLY SO STUFFED 🤰🤰

IM GONNA TRY AND GET ON TGAT GRINDD TODAY CUS ILL TRY ACTUALLY STUDYING FOR MY TESTS SO NEXT SJAP WEEKEND IS MY INSPO FS ‼️🤗🐺🔥 + I JUST CHECKED MY SCHEDULE AND I HAVE A FREE PERIOD TMRW YAYSYSYSYSYYSSYYAYAYAYSY I LOVE WHENEVER I START MY WEEK WITH A FREE😍😍😍

HOW WAS UR DAYYYY⁉️⁉️ SINCE ITS MONDAY FOR U IM ASSUMING YOU HAVE WORK SO I HOPE IT WAS GOOD 🔥🔥

IM SO GLAD MY COMMENTS FILL U WITH LOVE 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ CUS I FEEL VERY LOVED EACH TIME U RESPOND TO MY ASKS ‼️🔥💗

ANSWER TO LAST QOTD 🔥🔥🤗 TEA FSS I AM A SLUTTTTTT FOR UNSWEETENED TEA LIKE OML 😫😍🤤 I GREW UP DRINKING IT CUS MY FAM WOULD SHOVE IT DOWN MY THROAT EVERY CHANCE THEY GOT SO IT STOPPED AFFECTING ME LIKE A ENERGY DRINK UNLESS I DOWN LIKE 10 PACKS 😢😢 BUT ITS SO GOOKDDD UFGHGHH I LOVE THE BITTER TASTE 🤤🤤🤤 MY FAV IS GREEN TEA AND 紅茶 (I forgot what it was called in English 😢😢)

QOTDDDD ‼️🔥🤗 CAKE OR PIE 🥧 🍰⁉️⁉️

OKAH BYE SIGMA IYAAA IK I YAPPED HARDDDD WITH THE SJAP COMMENTS SO FEEL FREE TO NOT READ ALL OF MY YAP 😭 HOPE U HAD A VERY SIGMATASTIC DAY ‼️‼️ LOVE U POO POO

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HI ALPHA!! 🐺

daily check in i love its 2am and i always answer ur check ins last bc i like ending it on a good note🙂‍↕️ LMFAO UR FINE <3 sorry if this is not coherent i am on the verge of sleeping so that’s why!!

HEH IM GLAD U LIKE UR CAMEO!! pucker up ill take that kiss now😼 YUTAMAKI FOR LIFE. like yes i also love nobamaki but ive never see yutamaki in smau’s so i decided to make them a couple 🙂‍↕️ #YNSTANDUP #CITYGIRLSDOWN pls guys we need her to stop thinking with her pussy💔🙏 TALK TUAH ME PLS ALPHA IM WEAK😭 u guys belong together fr. NO EXACTLY CUZ WHY WOULD A MAN BE THERE. this may or may not been me expressing my feelings in which my friend went back to her ex after us crying together abt it… #loredrop like pls i would forever choose my bestfriend over any man PERIOD

i was rubbing my hands together laughimg evilly at the cliff hanger heh.. am i evil guys😈 (i have received countless death threats) (im so on for watching despicable me pls) SONT BE! I LOVE UR YAPS AND I HOPE UR STUFFED AFTER EVERY CHAPTER (pause)

YAY FOR FREE PERIODS🔥 think of sjap as a reward 😼🫵 bc this next chapter WILL BE FR🔥 MY DAY WAS GOOD! i did not have work which is YAY but omg i made french toast and it was so bus liek omg pls my stomach is rumbling thinking abt it… AW ALPHA ILY <33

OOOOO TEA I LIKE IT LMFAO NOT THE BEING FORCED TO DRINK IT IK WEAK😭 U MUST GIVE ME RECS!

QOTD: CAKE! specifically cheesecake or lava cake i’m a SLUT for the both of them but i do love a good apple/berry pie.. pls now im so hungry im going to go to the fridge after this💔💔 WBY!!!

ILY ALPHA!! HAVE A SIGMA DAY AT SCHOOL PLS KEEP ON YAPPING <333

[tobeyinabox]

Dean being awkward asf with affection 😇 just quietly sneaking behind u to put his hands on ur hips or kiss the top of ur head or sumet idk /lh just affection 😚

SUPERNATURAL DR:

giggle i love this. its so cute. Also! gonna refer to myself as Oli because i don't like writing in first person :)

Oli is like really...REALLY tall as we know (6'10) and dean is like I'm gonna say like 6'1. so if dean wanted to like hug him from he'd most likely bury his face in-between Oli's shoulder blades. if dean hugged Oli from the front he'd bury his face or rest his head on shadows chest.

Dean is a lil shy when it comes to giving genuine affection so i feel like he would hug Oli from behind and like bury his face into Oli's shoulder blades. And if Oli said something like "are you-" dean would cut him off before he could finish speaking. saying something along the lines of "shut up".

Oli unlike dean is very open to affection whether that be getting it or giving it. Dean and Oli could be chilling in a motel during or after a hunt. Maybe the two are sitting on the couch and Oli will just rest his head on deans shoulder as they sit in silence.

a bit like Cas, Oli can randomly appear silently and will randomly appear behind dean and wrap his arms around the hunters waist or he'll just rest his hands on deans hips. when he appears he probably scares the shit out of dean and Oli just finds it funny. (ill make a post detailing everything Oli can do and exactly what he is)

If and when dean has a little more confidence i feel like to tease Oli he would like give Oli a lil kiss on the cheek or lips, then proceeding to leave. leaving Oli in a flustered state. 🧍🧍🧍

anywayyyyyyy. ignore how bad my writing is pooks, im not an author. And sorry it's a bit short. 😔 all I could think of.

[red-n-stuff]

U asked for promots and im a litte mess thinking about darlin and sams wedding (bouns points if sam is the one to walk down the aile but that's your choice)

A Wedding!

You really had to come for my heart strings with this one- as soon as I read it I had the very vivid image of exactly what I wanted to write! I decided on going over the pre-aisle jitters more than the actual ceremony, I hope this still counts for my bonus points but I decided to take it a slightly different direction 😉

(This will be slightly more masc listener I.E them wearing a suit is mentioned, but still gender neutral pronouns throughout, also I couldn’t help the twilight references. The writing is on the wall for that one)

Darlin had never really thought about getting married before.

Well, of course they’d had the fantasies as a six year old with their stuffed animals all in a row, and the dress up clothes they’d snagged from the large trunk in the corner of their bedroom, but they had never truly considered it. Especially not once they hit about sixteen and everything started to collapse into a tailspin.

That’s the thing about happy dreams like that. They’re harder to have when the world around you seems like it’s on fire, and even by the times the flames are out that ever present caution around matches sticks with a person. It would be so easy to lose every thing that it’s almost better to take each day with whatever scraps they could rather than risk losing it all with one ill timed, errant expectation.

But of course- just like always, Sam had managed to see through them. To see what they wanted faster then they could recognize the want there within themselves. More giving and more loving than they could dare to ask for. More than that- he understood what it was for this to be happening at all.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Sam’s warm, southern drawl broke through the haze of their messy, gooey thoughts.

They blinked, glancing over at him and meeting his eyes. Realizing that they’d been toying with his engagement ring, on his hand instead of the one on their own.

They chuckled sheepishly, lacing their fingers in an attempt to calm the errant nerves.

“Just…nervous,” they answered honestly. Their leg taking up bouncing now that their hand had been deprived of a fidget. They were sitting together, still inside the house while they waited for everyone to get settled into their seats.

They had opted for something small and that suited Darlin just fine. They and Sam’s backyard converted into a downright near magical venue for the ceremony. Milo and Ash had really pulled out all the stops, even though they’d had to crush their dreams of helping to design a beach front wedding. They and Sam both had wanted to do this somewhere close and comforting- a minor balm to all of the nerves zipping through the both of them. And given their house was tucked up and away from all of the humdrum, in their own little corner in the forest, this was more than perfect.

Perfect or not though, that did very little to calm their racing heart.

Sam chuckled a little, squeezing their hands soothingly. His thumb rubbing slow circles into their skin.

“If there’s any good time to be nervous, your weddin’ day is certainly one of them.” Sam shifted, moving to hook their arms together rather than just their hands. “I feel like my heart is about to bounce right out of my chest.”

Darlin made a low sound of agreement, shifting closer to lean into their mate, resting their head against his shoulder with a slow exhale. They glanced up at him with the best puppy dog eyes they could manage, silently asking for a bit of comfort.

Sam chuckled and leaned to press a gentle kiss to the top of their hair. It had been dressed up as well, just like the rest of them. Flowers, hairspray, and a white suit. Traditional, but their own little spin on it. Just like everything else about this wedding.

“Just don’t let me trip.” They whispered, closing their eyes as Sam continued his kissed down to their forehead, to their cheeks.

“I wouldn’t ever let you fall, Darlin.” He promised quietly. The misty silver of his eyes meeting their own with a sort of playful seriousness that more than comforted the twitchy anxiousness that curled through their stomach. Sam’s free hand came up to gently cup their cheek, sealing the promise with a gentle kiss.

The two of them had decided, in the spirit of putting a twist on tradition, that they would come down the aisle together.

Neither of them had much in the way of family. No dads to see them off. But more than that even, they had started this journey together. They’d set down this path hand in hand, and had stayed that way from that first moment under the moonlight in the woods. It felt right for this to be no different. They were equals, by every measure.

They got lost for a moment in the easy comfort of Sam beside them. His lips tasting a bit minty with whatever moisturizer had been slathered on him during the preening process. They couldn’t help but chuckle a little, imagining Vincent imposing some twelve step skin care on him.

They would have to remember to thank him later, Sam looked absolutely radiant.

He pulled away from the kiss at the chuckle, his own slightly amused smile gracing his handsome face.

“What’re you chuckling about?” He asked, his thumb gently stroking along their cheek.

“Nothin,” they hummed, “just how much I love you.”

Their words had the exact effect they’d wanted, Sam’s cheeks pinking up the way they always did whenever they got soft with him. His gaze softening up. “I love you too’”

He kissed their forehead again, and they opened their mouth to say something else but trailed off as the music changed. The entrance song starting to filter in through the door.

Darlin worried their lip between their teeth for a moment. The nerves that had been soothed by Sam’s gentle affection prickling back up once more, their leg resuming its bouncing.

Sam puffed up his cheeks, exhaling slowly. “Guess that’s our cue then…” he hummed, moving to stand, keeping his hand twined with theirs.

“Let’s go get married, Darlin”

Darlin looked up at him for a long moment, hand tightening on his. They were getting married. This was really happening. All of the long, lonely nights, all of the fights and the tears they had both trudged through was all for this. This was the beginning of their happy ending.

“Yeah.” They said, voice a bit breathless as they stood, taking up a place beside him. “Let’s go get married.”