#it was about time i finally made some gifs for my other fave girls

[little-diable]

Let the Rain Wash Away Our Secrets – Charlie Swan (smut)

It's been some time since I've last written for one of our fave DILFs, so here we go. Please like and reblog if you enjoyed reading this, your comments keep us writers motivated! Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: The reader is one of Bella's best friends. But as she comes to Forks to visit her younger friend, Bella is too distracted by her boyfriend, giving (y/n) and Charlie the chance to get to know one another.

Warnings: 18+, smut, piv, car smut, best friend's dad trope, quite fluffy, age gap (reader is legal ofc)

Pairing: Charlie Swan x fem!reader (3k words)

Clouds covered the sky, adding to the gloomy atmosphere (y/n) found herself trapped in. Her eyes kept wandering, taking in her surroundings as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Protected from the light rain by her jacket, (y/n) cuddled herself further into the fabric, while she hoped that somebody would finally open the door. 

Once again, she rang the bell while wondering where Bella was. It had been days since they had last spoken, but while (y/n) had reminded her friend of her approaching trip, Bella had seemed distracted, as if she was barely listening. (Y/n) had been hesitant to visit after the call, and yet she had missed her friend too much to back out of the trip. 

With a sigh clawing through her, (y/n) reached for her phone to call Bella, hoping that she had fallen asleep or was wearing headphones, so she wasn’t hearing the ringing doorbell. But Bella didn’t pick up the call, letting it go to voicemail as (y/n) plopped down on the stairs leading up to the house. 

Annoyance flushed through (y/n) as she ended the call. Bella had sent her Charlie Swan’s phone number a few weeks ago, telling her that she could always call him if (y/n) needed her but couldn’t reach her. But (y/n) had never spoken to the man before, unsure what to say to him, and if he would even know who she was, given Bella’s distraction these past weeks. 

Uneasiness clung to (y/n) as she clicked on Charlie’s contact, having to deeply exhale before pressing the phone to her ear. She counted every ring, while slowly losing hope that the Chief would pick up the phone if he was currently working. But seconds before she’d be sent to voicemail, she was graced by Charlie’s raspy voice. 

“Hello?” Something about the man’s voice left (y/n) trembling, having to clear her throat before she could focus on what she wanted to ask him.

“Hello, Chief Swan, this is (y/n), Bella’s friend.” She pressed her free palm against her trembling knee, hoping that she could ground herself as her nervousness kept flushing through her. 

“(Y/n), yes, of course. Are you alright? Is Bella okay?” The concern dripping from his voice left (y/n) smiling. Bella hadn’t told her much about Charlie, but the things the young girl had told her, had been enough to leave (y/n) intrigued. Something about the things Bella had told her, hadn’t matched up, leaving her aching for the man who was undoubtedly missing his daughter. 

“I don’t know. She was supposed to wait here for me, at your house, but it seems as if nobody is at home, I can’t reach her.” The groan leaving Charlie drew a soft gasp from (y/n), wondering why he was overcome by this clear wave of annoyance. 

“I’m so sorry, (y/n), she’s out with her boyfriend. Give me a few minutes, I’ll come home to let you into the house!”

……

“I honestly wouldn’t mind taking the couch, Charlie.” Charlie had arrived at the house a while ago, greeting (y/n) with a soft smile that had instantly made heat buzz through her system. She had only seen a few pictures of the man before, and none of them were doing him justice. Charlie Swan was handsome, more handsome than (y/n) had imagined, leaving her slightly distracted as he guided her through the house. 

“No, don’t worry. I have to get up for work early anyway, I would only wake you.” She followed him back downstairs into the kitchen, watching him reach for two cups. “Coffee?”

“Yes, please.” The smile playing on her lips kept growing as Charlie poured both of them their coffee before placing the cups down on the table. “So, Bella didn’t tell me about her boyfriend. Who is he?” 

“His name is Edward, they met at school. He’s the son of Doctor Cullen, a friend of sorts.” The lack of emotions dripping from Charlie’s words left (y/n) smiling, instantly picking up on the chief’s dislike of Edward. (Y/n) studied him for a moment, taking in the clear confusion and annoyance as well as a hint of sadness. 

“Well, you know, I’ve been around Bella for years now, and I’m sure he takes good care of her if she is that focused on him.” (Y/n) couldn’t stop her hand from finding Charlie’s, softly squeezing before she pulled away again. His eyes followed her movements, seemingly as shaken up by the electricity that had buzzed through them the second their hands touched. 

“She should be proud to call you her friend, (y/n).” She had met Bella years ago, had helped around their house every now and then and had stepped in as a helping hand whenever Renée and Phil had left the city, given that (y/n) was a couple of years older than Bella. She had always supported the girl through whatever she needed, feeling like her older sister – ready to help her through every uneasy water she had been forced to sail through. 

“That’s nice of you, thank you, Charlie.” Their eyes held contact as (y/n) took another sip of her coffee. “So, do you have any tips for me? I think I’d like to explore Forks while Bella is out.” 

……

“Dad?” Bella’s voice echoed through the house. It was dark out, a comforting darkness that wrapped (y/n) and Charlie in its embrace as they found themselves surrounded by soft lights and candles. 

Charlie had shown (y/n) around town for the past hours before they had eaten out at the diner. The conversation between them had flown all too effortlessly, guiding them from one place to the other as if they were old friends, connected through shared memories and unspoken emotions. 

“Hey, Bells.” The girl stepped into the room, freezing in her step as her eyes found (y/n)’s features. Bella’s smile instantly fell, groaning with her head rolling back while speaking a few curses. “(Y/n), god, I am so sorry! I completely forgot you were coming today.” 

“It’s alright. Your dad kept me company.” Her eyes found their way back to Charlie, who shot (y/n) a soft smile, before redirecting his gaze towards his daughter. Bella seemed all too oblivious, not picking up on whatever was lingering between Charlie and (y/n), seemingly still focused on her afternoon with Edward. 

“How are the Cullens?” Charlie’s soft voice left (y/n) smiling. He had told her all about his dislike for the boy, and yet he still cared enough to hear about Bella’s experiences, her adventures, and whatever she was doing when she met up with the rather tense boy. 

“Good! I can’t wait to introduce you to them, (y/n). I think I’ll head to bed now, but how about we grab some breakfast in the morning?” (Y/n) could only nod as Bella disappeared upstairs, leaving her wondering if Bella even cared about her visit after all. Charlie seemed to pick up on her confused expression, letting his hand rest on her knee to softly squeeze it. 

“As much as I hate it, she’s in love. I’m sorry, she is so distracted these days. But feel free to call me tomorrow if she bails on you again, I’m not working in the afternoon.” 

……

“Hi, excuse me, is Chief Swan still in?” She smiled at the policeman who studied her with an unreadable expression. He turned from her to call for Charlie, watching the chief appear a moment later. (Y/n)’s eyes found his, drawing a soft smile to his lips as he guided her towards him with a simple hand movement. 

“Where’s Bells?” Charlie allowed her to step into his office, closing the door behind them to offer some privacy. (Y/n) plopped down in one of the leather chairs as Charlie took a seat himself, keeping his eyes on her with every movement. His office had an almost cosy touch to it, warmer than she had expected it to be. 

“She seemed quite antsy the longer I kept her from Edward, so I told her I’d roam the town on my own for a bit.” (Y/n) could tell that Charlie struggled to keep his eyes from rolling, while he sunk further down into his chair. They held eye contact as she let go of a soft chuckle, feeling sympathy for the dad of her friend who clearly struggled to accept his daughter’s boyfriend. 

“Well, I’m off in a few minutes, how about I take you to the beach I told you about yesterday?” The gratefulness she felt pushed heat through her body, a desperate heat that made it harder for her to ignore the growing crush she had on her friend’s father. (Y/n) could only murmur a barely audible “That’d be lovely” as Charlie turned back towards his computer to finish his report. 

It didn’t take long for him to stop writing, before guiding her out of the station and to his car. Soft music filled the small space as they drove through Forks, allowing Charlie to tell her some more stories of the town he had loved for years. She felt unusually comfortable around Charlie, searching his closeness as if he were an old friend, a lover she had been with for years, an all too familiar sensation she hadn’t felt with anybody else. 

“There we go, do you have a jacket with you?” Rain was falling from the sky as Charlie parked the car. Their eyes met, and for a second, (y/n) lost all strength to speak, fighting against the pull she felt deep inside of herself. She couldn’t cross that line, couldn’t try and move closer to her friend’s father, but it almost pained her to keep her distance. 

“Uhm, no, but it’s alright, I don’t care about the rain.” Charlie’s soft chuckles filled the car before he opened his door and stepped outside. She watched him open the trunk to pull out an umbrella before he found his way to her side. With the umbrella covering both of them, Charlie guided her towards the empty beach, watching the waves rush ashore as if they were racing one another. 

No words were spoken between them as she kept clinging to him, with her arm wrapped around his. The warmth Charlie emanated left her searching for his closeness, set on feeling him as close as he allowed her to. They walked along the beach with wandering eyes, taking in their surroundings, the dark sky and the high waves, letting an unusually calm atmosphere flush through them. 

“It’s funny how nothing around here has changed over the years.” He almost whispered the words, luring (y/n)’s curious gaze towards his handsome features. Charlie was already looking at her, wearing a soft smile on his lips as he slowly moved his hand, stroking one of the hair strands that had fallen into her face behind her ear. Shudders shot down her spine, pulling her closer to Charlie. 

“Did you ever think of leaving?” (Y/n) matched the quiet tone of his voice, she kept staring up at him as Charlie’s hand lingered on her cheek. His thumb explored her cheek, stroking her soft skin as if he had lost all will to fight against what was buzzing between them. She tried not to move, tried to stop herself from crossing the small distance between them, but the longing swimming in his pupils made it harder for (y/n) to hold still. 

“Tell me to stop, (y/n).” It was a soft plead, words (y/n) couldn’t reply to as she shifted her weight and finally pressed her lips against Charlie’s. The kiss left her lips tingling, letting the sensation buzz through her body as if lightning had struck them. She slung her arms around his neck, groaning at the sensation of his beard scratching her skin – a sensation that made heat pool between her thighs. 

His free hand found her waist to pull her against him, while their tongues met, deepening the kiss as rain kept pouring down on them. Only as the sound of thunder roaring in the sky echoed through their ears did they pull away. Both were heavily breathing, staring at one another with bright smiles that left them chuckling, feeling like teenagers in love. 

“Come, let’s get back to the car.” Charlie guided her along the beach, back to the empty parking lot. She felt giddy with every step they took, wondering how the next moments would play out while very well knowing that she hadn’t gotten enough of Charlie. She needed more, needed whatever he could offer her. 

Charlie pressed her against the car without another warning, kissing (y/n) again as if they were lovers reunited after years apart. Their movements were guided by an unfamiliar longing, something both hadn’t cared for these past years. 

He parted from (y/n) with a soft sigh before he opened the car door for her, letting her get inside as he did the same on his side. The comfort the car offered wrapped them in its embrace, drawing relieved sighs from them while the rain kept pitter-pattering down on his windows. Their eyes kept holding contact as (y/n) pondered over her choices, unable to bite down her grin. 

“Pull back your seat, Charlie.” He needed a moment before he set into motion, pulling back the seat enough for (y/n) to climb over the middle console and find comfort in his lap. Their lips searched one another like pilgrims, drawing groans and moans, filled with a desperation that urged (y/n) on to move her hips, grinding against his middle. The throaty groan that broke through Charlie left her grinning in success while she moved her hips again, feeling him grow beneath her. 

“We have to stop before I won’t be able to pull away, baby.” His words drew a whine out of (y/n), her lips were kissing their way down his throat as her hands worked on his belt, not daring to think of stopping. Charlie’s hand found her throat, forcing (y/n) to look at him as her hands stopped moving. 

“Charlie, I want this, I want you.” (Y/n)’s whispers left him groaning, forcing him to slowly nod to wordlessly allow her hands to keep on moving. With a grin stuck to her lips, she freed his hardening cock before she spat into her hand to pump him. Her walls fluttered around nothing, begging to be filled by him, needing to feel Charlie spread her. 

“I don’t have anything on me.” She let her eyes flicker up to meet his stormy ones, getting lost in his gaze for a few seconds as she kept moving her hand, feeling him twitch in her grasp. 

“I’m on the pill.” Grateful that she was wearing a dress, (y/n) began to shift on his lap, searching his lips for another kiss as she positioned herself over his cock. Their moans were swallowed by the kiss, echoing through the car while (y/n) sank down on him. For a moment, both held still, having to adjust to the new sensation, getting used to the way their bodies fit together all too perfectly. 

“You feel so good, baby, fuck.” His words encouraged (y/n) to keep on moving, supported by his hands that guided her. She grew wetter by the second, letting her arousal coat his cock with every hasty movement, chasing an orgasm that was already close. Both knew that this wouldn’t last long, having to get this first orgasm out of the way before he could properly fuck her back at home, touching her like she deserved to be touched. 

“Such a good girl, my pretty girl.” Charlie’s praises made her walls flutter, clenching down around him to push them both closer to the edge. (Y/n) kept moving, kept fucking herself on his cock with cries breaking out of her the second his fingers found her pulsing bundle, adding more friction to every movement. 

“Charlie,” she sobbed his name as her eyes fluttered close, knowing she’d cum soon, letting go with his name clawing through her any moment now. He began to meet her thrusts, pushing his cock even deeper into her tightness to watch her come undone on top of him. 

“Look at me, baby, look at me when you cum.” Their eyes found back together as (y/n) came with a cry, letting his name break through her. His hands kept supporting her, chasing his own orgasm while fucking into her. They were a trembling mess of tangled limbs, and yet both felt more relieved than ever before, thanking their lucky stars for pushing them together. Charlie followed her seconds later, letting go with a deep growl that forced (y/n) to shudder against him. 

“Fuck,” Charlie’s pants left (y/n) chuckling. He was still buried inside of her, even as she pressed herself against his chest, focused on the racing beat of his heart. He held onto her with his arm slung over her back, not daring to let go of the woman who fit into his grasp a tad bit too well. 

“I don’t know how we will tell Bella about this.” Her whispers rang in his ears, forcing a gritty chuckle from Charlie while pondering over her words. 

“I doubt she will notice anything while she is that distracted by her boyfriend.” And with a hum clawing through (y/n), she lifted her head to look at him. Another soft kiss was shared between them, wordlessly communicating their every emotion that grew stronger by the second.

[teddie-bear420]

Flash warning!

What’s worse? Your greatest shame coming back to life, or your greatest shame coming back to life and being happier than you?

Tldr: I rant about the most homophobic lesbian

Remember I made all this up! And I love reading all the replies yall leave!

So there are a lot of songs that make me think of vaggie and lute, the angst of killing your crush and being attacked by your best friend is just so juicy, plus friends to enemies to lovers is one of my fave tropes ever!!

I’ll always wonder about what vaggie and lutes life was like before the betrayal? So in the perfect world exterminators are heaven born critters, grown from bug eggs, they are raised to protect heaven from the outside in, basically they were born and raised to be nationalist soldiers.

Military indoctrination with bugs

Oh! And a design element with the halos is that every angel type is different, like the exterminator halo has a 4point star! The cardinal directions! And they can magical girl transform, that’s why I draw lute with a star pin/necklace.

But back to toxic yuri

Lute has this contradictory mind set, she is the most holy thing and can’t be capable of sin while also being the most wicked thing in all creation, capable of great acts of violence.

She loves the violence but she hates the shame and guilt that comes with that, so she takes it out on other things/people. Then she starts to hurt her friend, who she has a crush on btw. Very bad for her holy ego, she loves vaggie, but she also hates the way that vaggie makes her feel. Vaggie alway had the softest wings, and the brightest eyes, lute loved to smell vaggie, lavender, she recalls.

Lavender makes her feel safe and angry at the same time, it makes her face hot and tummy sick.

She had to get rid of vaggie to make all these difficult go away. It did at first, she had Adam, Emily and others to distract her. Lute became the second in command and personal chaperon to Emily! She was living the dream! She believes that it was for the best that she killed her crush, vaggie had to be put down for her sinful, tempting ways!

But the guilt and shame finally come to a head when she sees vaggie again in heaven

And not only alive… but alive and happy with some demon!

[thirsty-flygirl]

Good With Their Mouths

My fave fictional men have some very specific talents in the bedroom.

A/N: Back from the dead, put me in horny jail, whatever. I thought about it and I wrote it. Also, if you have any other Oscar/Pedro, Triple Frontier/Ted Lasso characters to add, let me know - this was way more fun that it should have been.

Spicy times ahead - minors DNI

Frankie Morales

We all know what Frankie is good at, and it’s keeping his idiotic buddies in line and eating pussy. That man has memorized every single sound and movement that you make during sex and he uses it to his advantage when he’s DTF. Which is all the time. He’s a tease, kissing down your body, stopping at all the hot zones from your lips to the apex of your thighs. He’ll nip at your mouth, slide down to circle his talented tongue around your nipple, then slowly make his way down your torso. He loves sucking a mark on your hip bone, marking you as his in a way that no other person can, but keeping it discreet because the man does not kiss and tell. Once he gets to your thighs, he will pepper the insides with kisses and nips while you whine and press your hips toward his generous mouth. After you’re nearly insane with arousal, he will gently suck at your clit, almost igniting your fuse right away. But again, this man knows exactly how to prolong your pleasure, so he will pull back just before the point of no return. You might bitch for a second, but the man dives in, tongue fucking your cunt and moaning so loudly your neighbors can hear him. He will alternate for an hour, sucking you off and licking up the taste of your slick until he finally lets you cum. You, of course, almost blackout from the sensation, but he doesn’t let up, working you even higher. You quickly cum again, squirting, and Frankie will swallow down everything you give him, then clean you up and ask for more two hours later. 

Jamie Tartt

Jamie doesn’t always eat pussy, but when he does you can count on cumming hard.  While his favorite thing in bed is to fuck you from behind while staring in a mirror at the way your tits swing and the face you make when you shatter around his (very impressive) dick, he will gladly eat you out if he has the time and he’s not too exhausted. What he lacks in finesse, he makes up for in effort. Jamie eats you out like he plays football - with one goal in mind. He wants to make you forget every name but his and, damn him, it works every time. He knows exactly what gets you off and will get right down to business when given the chance. He talks just as much in bed as he does on the pitch and holy shit, can this boy talk dirty to you. “Fuck, love, your pussy was made for eatin’,” he grins up at you as he swipes his tongue through your folds, blue eyes crinkling because he knows you’re just dying for it. “Mmmm, c’mon, you can do better than that,” he says while you beg him to let you cum, “tell me what you want, and you know I’ll give it to you . . “ All you can do is moan incoherently, which makes him absolutely smug because he knows exactly what you want and exactly how to give it to you. He spends his time between your legs sucking your clit the way you like and telling you what a good girl you are, how your cunt was made for him to fuck, that you taste so fucking good right now that he might cum before he can even sink his cock into you.. . . yeah. Jamie Tartt eats pussy. 

Benny Miller

It’s hard for Benny to slow down, but when he does it’s literally the best you’ve ever had. He takes his time, stripping you down to your panties and breathing you in before he ever thinks about touching you. Your quiet whimpers whenever his lips brush against your most sensitive spots, still covered by your soaked panties, drives him wild. But he is a trained soldier and he knows how to wait out his target, so he’ll wait until you’re absolutely begging him to put his mouth on you. Once he does, it takes you about 30 seconds to reach your peak, but that’s okay, because your boy will spend as much time down there as he needs to make you come at least two more times before getting his dick wet. The second one is a slow burn, lots of kisses pressed against your clit and gentle pressure as he sucks on your folds. He loves to stroke his tongue inside you, following it up with his fingers, as many as you can take. Once you give in to him and cum for the second time, he will ramp it up, relentlessly licking and biting at you until you flood his mouth with your arousal. He will quickly move up to kiss you hard, fucking your mouth with his tongue so that you can taste yourself while sliding his thick cock inside you. 

Santiago Garcia

We all know Santi fucks. Like, one look at this guy and you know he’s down for it any time, any place. He will turn that baseball cap around as soon as you give him the go sign and he’s on his knees ready to send you to heaven. He’s made a career out of paying attention to minute details and scanning for possible weaknesses, and making you cum is, in his mind, another mission. He has every sound, every breath cataloged. He knows when it’s too much and when it’s not enough, and he uses your body the way he knows you like it best. That said, he eats your pussy when he wants to eat your pussy, not the other way around. Luckily for you, he wants it almost every fucking day. It’s usually a surprise attack from Santi; you never know where or when, but he makes you so hot that the minute he initiates something you want it now. Something as innocent as washing dishes turns into a fuckfest; he’ll dip his hands in the warm, soapy water, flinging a little onto your white t-shirt so he can see your bra clearly underneath. As your nipples harden, he will stand behind you and massage your tits, pressing against you so you can feel his cock harden. His fingers will trail down your body, slipping underneath your shirt to softly stroke the curve of your belly before gently pulling your shorts down, kneeling on the floor despite his shitty joints because when he’s got your sweet pussy this close to his face, nothing hurts.He will begin from the back because he’s a goddamn KING, spreading your ass cheeks and letting his tongue lazily lick your hole(s). He’s a talker, but it’s more in quiet groans and whispers against your skin than actual words: “Oh, sweetheart, you’re so wet . . . let me take care of you . . . ‘s that all for me? . . .” Once you’re trembling and gripping the sink to stay standing, he will lead you to a more comfortable location for the main event. 

Roy Kent

Okay. Okay. OKAY. Roy gives Pussy Eating King Frankie Morales a run for his money. This man serves cunt and eats it too. He will give it to you any way you want it. You want it slow, romantic? Roy Kent will gently lick your clit until you feel like you might explode from the sheer pleasure his mouth can bring you. The man doesn’t miss a spot, softly sucking and kissing your clit, your lips, the skin of your thighs, and everywhere in between. But the way you moan his name, like you’re on another plane of existence and he is the singular thing keeping you tied to Earth? Drives him absolutely feral. He can turn on a dime, eating your pussy like a starving man eating his first meal in a month. His groans are absolutely filthy, his big hands wrapping around your thighs so he can keep you right where he wants you. He’ll press his hips into the mattress, just to relieve some of the pressure on his cock, and he’ll cum, just like that, and be hard again for you in less time than it takes to get through halftime on match day. Once he’s completely wrung the pleasure from your body, he will grip himself and look you in the fucking eye as he slides into you. The intensity in his gaze and way he says, “Fuck, you’re incredible,” makes you nearly cum again. 

Javier Pena

One of my OG fictional boyfriends, Javi doesn’t eat pussy. Okay, he does, but it’s definitely not his favorite thing to do. Thing is, the man is so fucking good at it, he deserves a medal and a membership card, or something. Everything about him screams sexy, from his swagger to the way those big brown eyes just need to give you a look (yeah, you know the one, where he eye fucks you from head to toe and then just licks that pouty bottom lip) to get you wet. He’s a little like Santiago Garcia, the way he will eat your pussy when he wants to, not when you want it. Once he’s down there, though, he savors you. He’s not a chump and if he’s gonna do it, he’s gonna do it well. He pays attention to the things you like, and will nibble and suck your clit in alternating rhythms, slow and fast, to get you off. The one thing that sets Javi apart is the way he uses those thick fingers to help push you over the edge. While his lips and tongue are working your clit, he thrusts his fingers inside you, stretching you so good. Curling his fingers up until he finds the spot that makes you explode, Javi will work you until you’re almost there, pulling back before he can taste your sweet cum. Instead, he’ll trail those wet fingers down to your ass, slowly working them against your skin and dipping inside you, watching your pussy clench around nothing. Eventually he’ll finish the job, but not until you’re a sweaty, teary mess on his bed and swearing you’ll do anything for him if he’ll just let you cum. 

Poe Dameron

Poe, my baby, my true love, and the one that got away (yes, I’m delusional). This man does not have a lot of time, so most of your sexual liaisons are a bit rushed and there’s not enough time or space to really get down to business. BUT. When you both have a few unoccupied hours to yourselves? You will be absolutely torn apart, put back together, and shattered again. Poe Dameron loves you. He loves every. Single. Part of you. Every curve, dimple, roll; the hard places and the soft places and the places that you hate - Poe finds you absolutely stunning and would gladly spend hours worshiping every inch of your body if your little whines and breathy moans didn’t make him want to get right to the main event. His sexy, panty-melting smirk as he runs his tongue down your body floods your core to the point where you would feel embarrassed if it didn’t feel so fucking good. And Poe loves how wet you get for him. He gently tugs your underwear down your legs, eyes glued to the heaven between your thighs. He’s almost reverent at this moment, settling down on the mattress and letting his thumbs pull you apart - just a little - so he can see your slit leaking. You hear a shaky breath, and those brown doe eyes will just stare into yours. In that moment, you can see how badly he wants you, and you feel beautiful under him. “I love how wet you get for me,” he mumbles, eyes never leaving you as he dips his head and licks up a taste with the tip of his tongue. Just the smallest touch makes your hips jump and he spreads that warm hand flat on your belly to keep you grounded. “Shhh, sweetheart, I’ll make you feel good,” he says and you believe it with everything inside you. Poe gets messy when he eats you out, using every part of his mouth to make you feel good. He loves it, really, the scent and the taste and the sight of you, coming undone on his bed. When you cum, it’s a long, rolling orgasm that just won’t stop, one right into the second, and maybe a third if you have the time. When he’s sure you’re satisfied, he’ll lick his lips and kiss back up your body, taking your mouth with his and letting his tongue swipe against yours as he urges his thick cock inside your wet heat. Eyes rolling back, Poe will let out the most satisfied groan as he begins thrusting, bringing you both quickly to release. When the two of you cum together, he’ll rest his forehead against yours and give you a soft kiss, the ring he always wears resting between your breasts on its chain.

[works-of-fanfiction]

What is it about Weddings? || Lando Norris x Reader 

Summary: Lando and the reader attend a wedding together, and find out a lot more about their friendship than they expected.

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: Swearing (once)

a/n: this is unintentionally long, and I probably could’ve cut some of it out but here we are. here’s some fluffy friends to lovers (kind of, it’s implied) with everyone’s fave mcclaren driver.

“And I’m supposed to what? Pretend to be your girlfriend for the day?” You asked, laughter beneath your voice as you released your wet hair from the towel. Lando’s pixelated head nodded on the other end of the video call and you scoffed, shaking your head in disbelief. “I agreed to this as your friend. How am I supposed to convince your family otherwise?” “Please, Y/N. They’ve already started asking questions and I - “ “You’re too scared to dodge them? Correct them? Tell them the truth?” You brushed through your hair, wincing at the knots in the ends. “I’m sorry. I know you’re mad at me - “ “I’m not mad at you, Lando.” You interrupted him again, causing him to roll his eyes which luckily went unnoticed by you whilst you leaned down to plug the hairdryer in. “I’m just feeling a little unprepared.” “All we have to do is maybe hold hands, agree on a story of how we started dating, and dance together a couple times. Do you think you can do that?” He asked, adopting his famous puppy dog eyes that you fell for every time, that you’ve been falling for since you met him three years ago. You sighed, throwing your towel into the laundry basket then looking back at the phone. “Alright, seems easy enough.”  “Thank you! I owe you.” He clasped his hands together like a prayer, blowing you a kiss through the screen. “Oh, you absolutely do. Now go, I’ve got to dry my hair and make sure I’m ready in time!” “The wedding doesn’t start for another two hours.” “And the clock is ticking! See you later.” You smiled, not even giving him the chance to say goodbye before hanging up the phone.

Exactly two hours later you were sat in the middle of the venue waiting for the music to begin and the bride to enter. Enough of the small talk was already over, and you were finally able to let go of Lando’s slightly sweaty hand. You teased him for it, earning you an elbow in the ribs and another eyeroll. “It’s the middle of Summer, your hands aren’t exactly pleasant to hold either.” He whispered, causing you to snort with laughter then hold your breath to silence yourself. The wedding was like many others in your opinion. The vows were long, made even longer by the bride and groom choosing to personalise them, and it took a good twenty minutes for the room to fully empty out. By then, you were bursting for the toilet and hoping to make a beeline for the nearest one without being stopped by any of Lando’s family members. “Prosecco?” A waiter asked you, balancing a stacked tray in his hand. You grabbed a glass, nodding a thank you whilst speed-walking past everyone. You downed the drink and left the glass on a wall after struggling to find somewhere more suitable. Ducking into the first cubicle, you locked the door and took the opportunity to take a deep breath. Pretending to be Lando’s girlfriend wasn’t exactly difficult, but lying to his family was. You desperately wanted to impress them but were worried you’d slip up and say something wrong. You could tell how excited they were to meet you, and the last thing you wanted to do was disappoint them. 

The main door flew open as you stood up to flush, pausing before you did as you heard voices outside. “He brought his new girlfriend, have you seen her?” A girl said, snickering as she spoke. “I saw them arrive together. I didn’t even know he was dating anyone.” You leaned closer to the door, trying to spy through the crack near the hinge but the most you could see was the back of a purple dress. “Well, she won’t last. We all know what happens when Lando and I bump into each other at events.” Her tone was suggestive, and the mention of Lando’s name made you stagger back, your heels scraping against the tiled floor. Subtle, you thought. You didn’t like the idea of somebody gossiping about Lando behind his back. It didn’t matter what they said about you, but you’d defend him in a heartbeat.  On that note, you flushed, smoothed out your dress and unlocked the door to step out of the cubicle. The two women turned to look at you, embarrassment laced on one of their faces. The other - purple dress - looked you up and down, nostrils flaring and lips curling into a disgusted frown. You opened your mouth to speak, but the two slipped right past you and left the room, slamming the door behind them. “Real mature.” You muttered to yourself before washing your hands and re-applying your lipstick. You were surprised to come across someone so childish considering the environment you were in. But, after all, what’s a wedding without someone trying to cause drama? “There you are! I thought you’d ditched me.” Lando called over as you went back outside, the sunlight hitting you directly in the eyes. You reached into your bag and grabbed your sunglasses, sliding them on to match your friend. “I think I may have just made an enemy.” You shrugged, linking arms with him as you both made your way to the large white tent at the bottom of the garden. “An enemy?” “A girl in the bathroom was talking about us. Blonde, purple dress, garish yellow bag. She’s over there.” You lowered your voice, gesturing towards a group of people to your left. “Oh… We used to go out when I was like, seventeen. Clearly she is still that age in her head.” “You’re telling me! You should’ve seen the way she looked at me. I’ve seen people have better reactions to piles of cow shit!” The both of you laughed together, huddling over as to not attract anyone’s attention. “She seems to think she could still have you given the chance.” “Not anymore.” Lando shook his head, his distaste for the girl evident on his face. Despite not being able to see his eyes, you knew him well enough to tell how he was feeling just by the scrunch of his nose and downturned lips. The two of you were soon ushered inside the tent and to your table. You were seated with Lando’s parents which wasn’t so bad. You imagined Lando had already given them a story of how you met and convinced them you were a real couple, so you didn’t have to prepare for any more questions. “They sent a menu out a couple of weeks ago. I chose for you, I hope you don’t mind.” Lando said, smiling. He reached over and laid his hand on top of yours in your lap, his thumb stroking the back of your fingers. His touch wasn’t unfamiliar, and you knew he was just trying to play the part in front of his family, but you liked the feeling of his hand on yours for those few seconds. You almost forgot you were pretending and felt a slight pang of disappointment when he pulled away to adjust the napkin on his lap. You linked your own hands together, patiently waiting for the first course to be served.  

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“Well, that was…” 

“Dissatisfying? Disappointing? Gross?”  

“I was going to say posh.” You laughed, Lando fake gagging beside you. You slapped his chest to shut him up, almost knocking the wind out of him. “It wasn’t the worst food I’ve ever eaten.” 

“Come on Y/N, you and I both know we’d have enjoyed a Domino’s more than that.”  

“What? More than a tiny piece of lamb in some funky sauce? Obviously.”  

“The dessert was the worst part. What’s wrong with a simple sponge cake? Why does it always have to be some fancy ‘berry compote’?” Lando adopted a stereotypical posh accent, sticking his nose in the air and waving his finger around. It always surprised you how little he enjoyed luxury things, considering how he was raised and the career he’s in. When you met him, you expected him to be more of a snob. 

You hushed him, grabbing his hand and holding it by your side. The two of you couldn’t hold in your laughter and curled over like a pair of giddy children, tears brimming in your eyes. Why do the giggles come at the worst of times?  

“What are you two laughing at?” Lando’s father asked, crossing the grass to meet you. You stood up straight to greet him, little bursts of laughter still coming out.  

“Oh nothing.” Lando sighed, wiping his eyes.  

“Y/N. they’re gathering all of the ladies near the pond for the bouquet toss. Would you like to join them?” Adam asked, stepping aside for you. You sensed it was more of a rhetorical question, and reluctantly set off towards the pond to join the group of women you didn’t know. Ironically, the girl in purple caught the flowers which made you laugh to yourself. You felt sorry for the poor soul that would eventually marry her. You clapped and cheered with everyone else, making a point to flash her the most sickly, fake smile you could muster. Her eyes flickered back to you a few times whilst she tried to concentrate on her conversation with the bride. The last time she looked, you’d already walked off to find Lando again.  

“What if she comes back up here with that bouquet? You do know what it means…” 

“Come on, Dad.” Lando snickered. You got the feeling this wasn’t a conversation to disturb, so you stood back behind a flowerbed to listen in. The bigger part of you knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but you wanted to leave Lando to this one. You’d done enough storytelling for one afternoon. 

An older lady approached the two of them, and you recognised her as one of Lando’s aunts. She hugged her nephew, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Where’s that lovely girl of yours, Lando?” She asked.  

“I’m sure she’s on her way back.” There was a pause, and the sound of feet shuffling, until he spoke again, “So, you like her then?”  

“Of course! What’s not to like? She seems really nice from what I’ve seen. How did the two of you meet again?” 

Oh, this should be good, you thought. You hadn’t heard Lando’s version of events and how you came to be his ‘girlfriend’, but you trusted he’d made up a good tale. You crouched, resting your right hip and leg on the flowerbed to duck down a little lower.  

“It was at a party.” You could hear the smile on Lando’s face and you were impressed with how well he was playing along. “You know when you spot someone across a room and just, know? She was stood near the wall beside this extravagant fish tank with glowing blue lights, and they were reflecting off of the silver top she was wearing. I watched her for a few minutes before mustering up the courage to talk to her. We spoke about everything from racing, to our favourite movies, to our least favourite childhood games. I hung on every word she said.” As he spoke, the realisation hit you – he wasn’t telling a made-up story. He was telling the true story of how you met, and you remembered every conversation from that night.  

“Are you joking? Splat was the best playground game!” You laughed, polishing off the remainder of your drink and setting the glass down on the nearest table. 

“Agree to disagree! Bulldogs was far better.” He retorted, waving his beer bottle in your face. You slipped it out of his hand and took a swig, the liquid warm and flat. 

“Ugh, you need a new drink. And get me one whilst you’re at it.” You fluttered your eyelashes at him, pushing your glass into his hand. He shook his head, a smile stuck to his face as he gave into you. Little did you know, he’d have done anything you asked him that night, and he probably still would. 

“She was dating someone at the time so I spent six months getting to know her as a friend. I was the one she came to when it went South, and I wanted nothing more than to comfort her, but I didn’t want to cross a line. It was kind of good for me though, as I was able to spend more time with her and get to know her better.” Lando’s aunt cooed at his words, which simultaneously made you blush. Everything he was saying was right, and you wondered whether he was just moulding it to sound romantic, or if there could be some truth in his feelings. 

You stood up from the flowerbed and rounded the corner, re-joining the three of them. “Y/N, we were just talking about you.” Adam smiled, turning to Lando and raising his brows. “All good things, don’t worry.” 

Lando smiled at you, cheeks a little flushed but you could easily put that down to the weather rather than his potential confession. Was he flirting with you that night? Had his ‘playful’ flirting over the past few years been more than just a joke? 

“Lando is very lucky to have you.” His aunt beamed, grabbing your hand and giving it a light squeeze. “Don’t let him go.” 

“I wasn’t planning on it.” You squeezed her hand back, then looked back over to Lando who was smiling at the ground. “Shall we get another drink?” You asked to break the silence. Everyone murmured in agreement and disbanded, leaving you and Lando behind. You started to walk in front of him, but his hand on your shoulder stopped you in your tracks. 

“Thank you, Y/N.” 

“You don’t need to thank me… I suppose it’s a shame they like me so much.” You joked, but the hint of sadness in your voice did not go unnoticed by Lando. He cocked his head to the side, studying your face for some kind of clue but came up with nothing. You linked arms with him again and pulled him back towards the tent, where the tables had now been moved to make way for a dance-floor.

You sat down and watched Lando interact with everyone. It was nice to see how well he got on with his family, and they were all eager to listen to his racing stories and find out what he’d been up to around the world. Unbeknownst to you, members of his family admired the smile on your face from across the room as your eyes followed Lando around. To the ordinary person, you looked exactly like a woman in love. Lando turned and caught your eye, smiling and holding his hand up to wave at you. It didn’t cross your mind that anyone would be witnessing your interaction, so you didn’t realise the wedding photographer was nearby snapping pictures of you and the smile you were aiming in your friend’s direction. 

Soon after, the string lights around the tent came on and the music was turned up, the dance floor flooded with people busting their tipsy moves. You dragged Lando through the crowd and into the best space you could find. “You know I’m a horrible dancer!” He yelled over the music as you lifted his arm and spun underneath it, trying to get him to join in. 

“Nobody is looking at us! Come on, loosen up.” You spun again then pulled him closer to you, swaying your bodies to the sound of the cheesy song. Who doesn’t love ABBA at a wedding? 

“What have I done to deserve this torture?” He fake-whined, his hands falling to your waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck and were nudged even closer to him when someone spun and bumped into you. 

“Sorry, uh - “ 

“No, stay close.” He said quietly, hands sliding from your waist to the bottom of your back. He held you steady, the song changing to a slower melody. Couples around you came together to do their best slow dance, and the rest retreated to their tables. 

“This is the part where the singles leave the floor.” You said plainly with no real intention to stop dancing. 

“Then we better stay put, hadn’t we?” He smiled, leaning in to whisper in your ear, “I forgot to tell you how pretty you look today.” 

“Lando Norris, how much prosecco have you had?” 

“Enough to start handing out compliments, clearly.” 

You laughed softly, your cheeks burning from a mixture of the alcohol consumption throughout the day, and Lando’s sweet words. Taking somewhat of a risk, you laid your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes for a moment, letting him guide you across the floor. “You know, I think we pulled it off today.” He said, his voice low in your ear. You hummed in agreement before lifting your head up and looking at him. He was smiling, the type of smile that reached his eyes and made his cheeks look full. It was infectious, and your own face felt sore from smiling straight back. 

“I think you’re mostly responsible for that.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“I heard your little story earlier when you were talking to your dad and aunt. For a moment there, even I was convinced.” You knew you were taunting him, but you had to hear what he was going to say. 

“You heard that?” 

“Every word. It was pretty believable.” 

“Well, it wasn’t exactly a lie, was it?” 

“You tell me.” You raised your brows at Lando, catching him off guard. His furrowed in return as he gave you a weird look. 

“You remember that night as much I do.” 

“Yes, but not from your point of view.” You leaned forward and rested your chin on his shoulder then whispered, “if it makes you feel any better, I had a crush on you too.” 

“Bullshit! You were dating somebody else.” Landon grabbed your arms and held you in front of him, his face ridden with shock. 

“Hey! A girl is allowed to admire the view! I wasn’t doing anything wrong.” 

“So you admit, you were checking me out?” He said cockily, kissing his teeth. You poked him on the chest playfully and he did it right back, leaving a red finger-shaped mark on your collarbone. 

“Says you! No guy remembers what a girl was wearing when they met.” 

“Your top was silver with holographic straps  and your skirt was black. You complained about your tights falling down all night and eventually took them off in the bathroom… Do I get a point for passing your quiz?” 

“I don’t remember asking.” 

A silence washed over you, and you realised you were now the only two dancing as everyone else had disappeared to have cake and more drinks. Even the bride and groom were nowhere to be seen. You strolled back to your table, Lando’s hand finding yours. You stopped but didn’t sit down. “Is it just the alcohol talking, or is there something going on here?” You blurted, interlacing your fingers with his tighter. “You have to give me a clue because I can’t tell.” 

“I was hoping you were going to answer that.” 

“Christ! We’re just as bad as each other.” You covered your face with your spare hand, shaking your head. “I don’t know if I want to hit you or kiss you.” 

“Slow down! How about you do neither, and we get out of here instead?” 

“Lando! How is that any slower?!” You whisper-yelled, your lips fighting to curl into a smile.  

“I don’t mean that!” He laughed, watching you sigh with relief. “Why don’t we go grab that pizza instead? Then we can dry out a bit and see what sober Y/N and Lando think of this sudden revelation?” 

“You’ve got a deal.” You grinned, grabbing your bag and slipping it onto your shoulder. You didn’t let go of his hand as nerves and excitement bubbled through you. You’d just agreed to an impromptu first date with your best friend, and had no idea what it meant. “What is it about weddings, huh?” 

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—ethan landry nsfw hc’s

ethan landry brainrot is real

18+ mdni! aged up too (senior in college it ties in w my hc’s ok ok) feel free to add ur thoughts too ya

-okay so

-ethan i feel would like somehow end up being a frat bro like

-he’d probably in a frat because he made a bet w chad and they both just ended up rushing

-i feel like he would be shocked everytime that he passes a rush step

-anyways he’s a frat bro now along w chad but he’s like more quiet

-but yk the brothers gotta give him shit and so they throw a massive party

-and pretty much just tell ethan to get his dick wet that day — he chickens out & is awkward around the girl that he’s trying to flirt with

-but somehow?? he ends up in bed with some other girl only after he makes sure she’s able to consent!

-i feel like he’s huge on consent and needs vocalization of boundaries

- he literally fumbles around has NO clue what he’s doing

- does learn how to give really good head though

-he’s definitely more of a giver than a receiver like he just doesn’t know how to vocalize his wants which is so funny

-anyways after making the girl cum twice, he finally finally gets the show on the road

-he’s not the best at pacing, but the girl is more than willing to tell him what he should do, and he responds well

-he gets embarrassed because he cums pretty quickly, more than he would prefer but it wasnt too awkward

-anyways that’s his first time

-after that it’s like well known within the school that he’s super good at giving head

- he’s not one to sleep w many people? he has had a few flings here & there and they all have talked about him and it’s kinda made him infamous lmao

- he definitely has had chad give him pointers— they have made out and it got weird between them so they were like nvm

- anyways he’s got people lining up to fuck him (they’re real for that!) and something kinda ? flips his senior year

-probably just not wanting to miss out and not wanting to be the odd one out in the frat house

-he’s very shy and needy so people loved that about him but when they got into bed w him wheww

-he definitely has some kinks that could be too much for others

-choking kink for sure

-i feel like he’s a switch really depending on the person & how comfortable he is with them

-has a spit kink?? LOVESSSS getting messy hes sooo

-i feel like he would also definitely not tell many people unless yk it’s his s/o if he ever gets one but he secretly has a knife kink

-he doesn’t wanna hurt the person? but something about it just makes his dick twitch in his pants

-he totally doesn’t mind fucking in public, but semi-public

-like i feel like he’d hate being so out in the open but like??? a dressing room??? a club bathroom?? yeah he loves those

- likes being restrained & restraining— he’s not picky as to w what, but it’s not one of his top

-likes threesomes but only after setting boundaries and i have a feeling he’d only like them w a s/o and one of their friends whether it’s his friend or his s/o’s friend

-both a degrading kink and a praise kink

-will not say he has a praise kink (you can tell by his hand gripping your hair harder when you praise him)

-HAIR PULLING

- likes when you cry when he’s being particularly mean, he doesn’t become too mean but he sometimes shows it

- takes his sexual health so seriously he’s literally always getting tested (as he should!) he’s cautious

-but w that said once he finds a partner he literally loves fucking raw

-definitely for sure 100000% sure has a breeding kink

- ties it in w his marking kink like he just wants his partner to know they’re his

-he doesn’t really have a position that’s his fave as long as he’s enjoying it, he’s pretty open to try anything once if you like it

-will vocalize to you if he doesn’t like it

favorite types of sex:

-angry sex

-SLEEPY SEX (he LOVES WAKING U UP too)

-just soft sex

-he’s big on cockwarming too like he only prefers to do it with a partner, he’s definitely one of those people that sees it as a more intimate type thing

-cant control himself though and will fuck up into you

-anyways

-he’s not like huge? idk i feel like he’s a little bit longer than average but once he knows what you like he makes the most of it

-he definitely wants to make a video with you like i can sense it

-he’s huge into foreplay he just wants to make sure that you’re both on the same page ):

-he’s a massive tease and knows it, he licks his lips a lot subconsciously and has learned how to do it around people

-grrr he’s so <333333

-anyways

-oh before i go he has a sex playlist that he had chad help him with and it had like a rlly nice vibe

-but he has queued one song that was totally not in the mood ( it was the campfire song from spongebob he was mortified afterwards) (his brothers put that in the queue from their phone LMAOOOOOO)

-okay now i’m done

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Pairings: Casey Novak x Alex Cabot

Warnings: Panic attack, mentions of anxiety.

Summary: Alex knew what an anxiety attack was, and she learned to deal with them alone. But now, she had Casey.

A/n: A soft (bit angsty?) Calex fic where Alex has a panic attack. Our cute buddle of anxiety. Thanks to the anon for requesting this! I pretended that Casey was never suspended and our fave lesbians started working together since before hehe. Keep the requests coming you guys! Enjoy and leave your comments, reblogs, hearts, whatever you'd like, will be very much appreciated🫶🏻

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A panic attack is a brief episode of intense anxiety, which causes physical sensations of fear. That was the definition that was stuck in Alex’s mind since she can remember. She looked it up in a dictionary one time in college after feeling like passing out after an important exam. She had heard a girl mentioning it, that she’s had panic attacks before, but she never experienced one. But she figured hers had just been anxiety and stress related, so she never thought about it again. Years later, she saw one of the victims having a panic attack right before she was going to testify, and she didn’t know what to do, but thankfully, Olivia had been there. She saw how Olivia knelt down with her and tried to talk her through it, and then when the girl finally focused her eyes back on Olivia, she started asking questions for the girl to focus on her surroundings. They were very similar to anxiety attacks, and now she wondered if she had ever had one, but she would know, she knew anxiety attacks perfectly. She kept in mind that she needed to learn how to be there for the victims, learn techniques or anything in case this happened while she was alone with them, because she knew this was not going to be the last time that she saw one.

Years later, she had managed to help one or two victims go through what she recognized as an anxiety attack, and this had also been to her favor since she had been able to recognize and end her own. Years of being alone, she had to learn how to control her own anxiety, because sometimes pills didn’t really work and plus insomnia, it wasn’t the best feeling in the world. In so many cases, defence attorneys had tried to use either insomnia or anxiety as they excuse for murder, rape, or any other crime, and Alex joked about how she had both and she was still somehow sane, but the reality is that she didn’t wish neither of them to anyone, not even her worst enemy. She suffered long nights of sleepless nights, crying, heavy breathing, headaches, sweating, etc. Normally, when she knew an anxiety attack was coming, she felt dizzy and her head started hurting badly, so she either locked herself in her office or when she was alone in her apartment, she made sure she was in her bed or sometimes even in the bathroom in case she needed to splash some water in her face. She had learned to deal with it. To deal with the daily pills.

When Casey and Alex got together, it had been before she had to leave for Witness Protection, she had met Casey while they were both waiting in courtroom for arraignments, Casey was waiting for Mary and Alex was just waiting for her case to be next, so they sat down and talked for a bit. Then they met for some drinks, they shared college stories finding out that they could’ve met any time, but fate had been a bitch back then until now. The second night they went for drinks, Casey went back to Alex’s and that’s when their hookups started; when Alex’s anxiety decreased. They’d see each other every other night, whenever they were free, sometimes when they just had a small break or when they needed each other. But then Alex had to die. She had broken the rules and she had called Casey to let her know she was alive, she couldn’t bare the thought of leaving Casey and make her think that she was dead, it was enough that they had taken her life from her, she wouldn’t be able to live with the thought that Casey believed she was gone.

Her anxiety increased drastically. A whole year on her own, avoiding meeting anyone new or talking to anyone because she feared that anyone would want to kill her or do something to her and that was the worst she had ever felt. Then she was back with Casey, even if it was for a week only, she had felt some sort of relief; being back in Casey’s arms, feeling her warmth, her presence, her scent, just having her there by her side. And then back to her nightmare, for 2 more years. At some point she thought this was her life now, running away, hiding forever, her anxiety killing her day by day, but when she was finally told that she could go back to New York, that she was out of risk, things seemed to be a bit better. Once she was back to New York, Hammond thought the first thing Alex would do was go back to get her job back, or at least be able to be part of the DA’s office in some level, but no. Her first stop was Casey’s apartment.

She had been so nervous going back there after 2 years, she thought maybe that Casey had gotten over her, after all, they had never said anything about being exclusive or they put a label on what they were when Alex was still in New York before the whole nightmare, but deep inside, she wished that Casey would still want her, or at least be willing to accept Alex back in her life. She would accept anything, as long as she had Casey back in her life. Alex knocked on the door softly, waiting patiently for Casey. As she heard footsteps approaching the door, she feared that it was someone else and not Casey, feeling a tight pressure on her chest as she closed her eyes. But then, she heard that voice that had become music to her ears, she opened her eyes and there she was.

“Alex.” Casey breathed out, a smile on her face. “You’re back.”

Alex smiled softly as she felt tears rolling down her cheeks. “I am.”

Casey didn’t waste more time and placed her hands on Alex’s neck, bringing her close to her and closing the gap between them. And right there, that pressure Alex felt on her chest, was long gone as she placed her hands on Casey’s waist and pulled her impossibly closer to her, kissing her back. Her mind still annoyed her a bit as the stood in Casey’s doorway kissing, anyone could see them, but also she didn’t care one bit. She was back with Casey. Casey was happy to see her. She had missed this feeling; she missed feeling safe. They finally pulled away and chuckled like two teenagers as they stared into each other’s eyes, both women feeling like it was just a dream and they’d soon wake up to find it was not real. But it was very real.

Alex smiled as she pulled away slightly. “You look so beautiful.” She chuckled softly.

“So do you.” Casey smiled as she stroked her cheeks. “You haven’t changed.”

Alex shrugged. “One or two wrinkles.”

Casey rolled her eyes. She then smiled at Alex, her hands dropping to Alex’s.  “Come on in?”

“I’d love to.” Alex smiled as she let Casey pull her inside.

Casey closed the door and then turned to look at Alex. “You’re…here to stay…right?”

Alex smiled softly, her whole body feeling warm as she nodded. “Yes. I’m never leaving again. I mean-“ she shrugged. “Unless you…you don’t want me here, then I-“

Casey grabbed her by her waist and pulled her against her body, kissing her lips softly. “You really think I’ll let you go again? You’re out of your mind if you think I’ll do that.” She grinned.

“I’d have to sue you if you do.” Alex smirked as she pulled her back for another kiss.

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A whole year had passed since Alex was back in New York, she still took some time to adjust once again, feeling so weird to be back, feeling like she had never been here when this had been the place she had known her whole life. But with the help of Casey, things seemed a bit better. A month or so later, she was offered to be back to the DA’s office, coming to an agreement that she would be sharing cases with Casey, and honestly, that was the best offer they could’ve told Casey because she as loaded with cases, and having Alex there with her, it was definitely a win. Alex started slow once she went back to the office; a whole new office, a whole new rhythm at work, new faces, there were just a lot of new things. At first it felt overwhelming, but Casey made sure to be there at every step of the way so Alex wouldn’t feel like she was lone.

Casey knew about her anxiety, Alex had been honest about it since they met. At first hesitant, thinking maybe Casey would feel like it was too much for her and she’d want to run away from it, but Casey stayed, she always stayed. Casey made sure to be there on her first return to court, and hell, was she happy that Casey had been there, she had felt so safe, she could definitely say that Casey was her lucky charm. But after that, she felt like she was back in her element, and everything seemed to be okay, everything was back to normal, she felt like she had gotten her life back.

It wasn’t until a few weeks ago when they got this big case that ended up including around 5 murders and two rapes, Casey had been busy in another case, so Alex had been the one to take it. Everything was going smoothly, the squad had found enough evidence for them to get somewhere and build a strong case, but just like every good start, there has to be bump, and that’s when things started to look a bit rocky, and the stress and pressure started. At first, it felt very familiar, this stress and pressure that she experienced every single day, bad news after bad news coming from the squad and ruining her case. It was the first time in a while that she had stayed in the office late at night, alone. Normally she stayed with Casey or even Olivia and Amanda, but today, she was completely alone. At first it seemed okay, she got some work done and let Olivia know that she needed more and to please call her if they found anything new.

She went back home, letting Casey know that she was on her way, and she’d order some food for them once she knew Casey was on her way back home too. Just as Alex closed the door of the apartment, she groaned because she had a hard time locking it, feeling her hands going numb for a moment, dropping her briefcase and her coat to the floor, not even caring. She walked to the kitchen to grab a glass of water, sighing heavily as she started unbuttoning her shirt. She tried to focus on what was happening to her, but her head was spinning around and with each step she took, she felt herself sweating more and more. Was she having an anxiety attack? No. It couldn’t be. She was a bit stressed but other than that, she had been feeling okay all day, or…fine. Maybe she needed her pills, but it had been a while since she’s felt like this. For a moment she got to focus on what she was doing, so she had the glass of water and drank it all, but then it’s when it started to get worse.

She felt her heartbeat raising, and she started to hyperventilate pretty quickly. She was confused as to what was happening, she had never felt like this. She tried to think back on how her anxiety attacks worked, but they were so different, it was stupid because she knew anxiety attacks could present differently, but hers were always the same, she recognized them. This was not an anxiety attack…this was a panic attack. Before she knew it, she was able to get to the couch, trying to sit down but instead of the couch, she landed on the floor. She tried to take off her blouse, almost ripping her as she felt like she couldn’t breathe, and tears starting rolling down her cheeks. She didn’t know how long she was there for, she felt like it had been an eternity, and then she felt a pair of hands on her. She looked up to find Casey kneeling right in front of her, she could see her lips moving but she couldn’t make up the words. She felt dizzy, she kept hyperventilating, and the tears wouldn’t stop coming.

Next thing she knew, she felt something cold on her hands and her neck and for a moment she panicked because she thought she had started sweating cold, but for a moment she came back to her senses to find out that Casey had put some ice cubes on her hands on was running one behind her neck. Alex stared at her, breathing heavily, her chest going up and down as she tried to talk to Casey.

“C-Case-“

“I’m here. Can you hear me?” Alex nodded softly as she kept breathing heavily. “Okay. We’re gonna try something, okay? I need you to look around and try to focus on 5 things around the room. Anything.”

At first Alex was confused but she started looking around the room; the TV was one, the lamp that she had bought 2 weeks ago just because she liked it and thought it was perfect for their living room, all the books that they had put together making Casey joke about them having a library of law, the vase that Casey had said so many times that she didn’t like but still accepted it because Alex loved it, and finally her eyes landed on the picture frame that Casey had gotten on Valentine’s day, a day in central park, just the two of them.

Casey watched as Alex’s eyes moved around the room and focused on each thing, she gave her a moment before she nodded. “Okay, now, baby. I need you to tell me 4 sounds that you can hear right now.”

Alex looked back at Casey and closed her eyes for a moment. “Uh…outside…the…the traffic.” She shook her head. “Annoying.”

Casey nodded, holding back her chuckle. “Anything else?”

“The uh…the fridge. It makes…it m-makes a weird sound.”

“Yes, it does sometimes. What else?”

Alex groaned a bit as she tried to find anything else. “The neighbors. Their steps. I-It’s like they…they never stop w-walking around.”

Casey nodded as she smiled a bit. “One more thing, Lex.”

Alex opened her eyes to look at Casey. “Your voice.”

Casey smiled softly. “Yes, I’m talking. That’s great baby. Now.” She got her briefcase from the couch and opened it trying to get whatever she had inside, emptying it on the floor beside them. “I need you to find three objects and feel them.”

Alex looked down at the floor and started to grab whatever she could find. She first grabbed a clip, Casey always kept some just in case, but they ended up all over her briefcase. Then she grabbed her pen, it was Casey’s favorite pen. Alex bought 10 different ones, but she had preferred Alex’s and she said it was her favorite because it was Alex’s favorite, so she gave it to her. And the third thing was a ball. She furrowed her brows and looked up at Casey.

Casey shrugged. “I forgot to put it in my other bag.” Alex huffed a chuckle, making Casey chuckle too. “Okay, we’re almost done. Can you tell me two things that you can smell?”

Alex smiled softly. “Your perfume. I love it. And uh…Cinnabon rolls?”

Casey nodded as she smiled. “Yes. And last thing…” she grabbed a candy that she had on the small table and unwrapped it for Alex. “Tell me how this tastes.”

Alex grabbed the candy and put it in her mouth, sighing softly at the taste of peppermint. “It’s peppermint. My favorite.” She smiled softly.

Casey nodded as she smiled. “Yes. Your favorite.” She placed her hand on Alex’s cheek and stroked it softly. “Welcome back.”

Alex stared into Casey’s eyes and then noticed that she had stopped trembling and hyperventilating. She took a deep breath and then breathed out, smiling softly. “How did you…”

“I’ve been reading about it. Anxiety and panic attacks. It can work for both. I think there was a different one but…this is the one I could come up with.”

“And the ice?”

Casey grabbed a small towel she had brought with her when she had gone for the ice, drying Alex’s hands and then moving her hair to the side to dry the back of her neck, kissing the side of her head softly. “The ice works to bring you back to your senses. Your body reacts.” Casey smiled.

Alex tilted her head as she smiled. “I think you picked the wrong career.”

Casey rolled her eyes playfully. “I’m sure Huang could recommend a good school for me, so I start my studies. Fuck law.” She placed her hand again on Alex’s cheek and stroked it tenderly.

Alex laughed softly, leaning into Casey’s hand, smiling as Casey kissed her forehead softly. “Thank you.” She whispered softly afterwards.

“You have nothing to thank me. I’ve got you.” Casey whispered against her forehead, kissing it again.

“I don’t know what happened.”

Casey sighed softly. “Liv told me you’ve been pretty stressed about this case. Maybe it built up without you noticing. You’ve been sleeping less, I’ve noticed.”

Alex nodded. “Could be that.” She sighed as she looked up at Casey again. “This was not an anxiety attack.”

“I know.” Casey smiled softly.

“I don’t know what I would do without you.” Alex smiled.

Casey scrunched her nose. “You’d definitely be bored for life, and you’d be miserable without me.”

Alex slapped her arm playfully laughing softly. “You’re a comedian too?”

“Some nights.” Casey shrugged as she smiled. “Are you okay?”

Alex took a deep breath and smiled as she nodded. “I am. I’m feeling much better.”

“Good. Do you want to try to get up?” Alex nodded softly and Casey proceeded to stand up, offering her hands to Alex to help her get up. Once she was sure Alex could stand on her own, she ran her hands through Alex’s hair, pushing it out of her face. “Hi.”

Alex smiled softly. “Hi.” She leaned in and kissed her lips softly. “I’m definitely feeling better.”

“Good.” Casey smiled. “How about we take a shower and then we order some food? I did bring dessert.”

Alex nodded softly. “I like the sound of that.”

Casey kissed her lips one more time before she grabbed Alex’s hand and walked with her to their bedroom. Alex had never experienced a panic attack before, and she knew that she had to talk about it sooner or later, but Casey was so patient with her,  she had been so calm and sweet. Casey was everything that Alex could’ve asked for and more, and she knew that she was not alone. Casey would always be there by her side.

[namtanlovesfilm]

Heyyy girl! Not sure if you’ve answered this before but what are your fave non gmmtv bls/Thai dramas?🪷💗

hi anon! I don't think I actually have, all in the same post! let's go <3

I TOLD SUNSET ABOUT YOU

I've talked about this show about a thousand times already, so I'll keep it short: this is the only show I consider truly perfect, from its writing, cinematography, acting, chemistry, storyline, soundtrack, etc. it's not for everyone bc it's VERY angsty but it's deffo my cup of tea & I'm gonna be honest teh's coming out storyline was extremely important to me as it came right before I also finally accepted my bisexuality. overall just my favorite show, so important & beautiful with deeply flawed characters <3

PROJECT S: SKATE OUR SOULS

this show is the only other one with itsay I've rated a 10/10 in my life, even though it's not perfect, because it literally changed my life. the last sentence of the show literally helped me get over the worst depressive episode of my life, which is a pretty goddamn beautiful result for a show about depression. even though it's not entirely perfect, it's still an extremely well written show, has a gorgeous cinematography full of neons, incredible performances & a story that was so important to tell. I couldn't recommend it more!

PROJECT S: SIDE BY SIDE

in also a near flawless show, we have this show. it's a very touching story that will make you cry, tries to understand all of its characters, with stunning acting performances from everyone, and it's just the kind of shows I don't see anyone disliking tbh. very well executed & definitely an all time favorite of mine :)

THE REVENGE

probably the most underrated show on this list, this is actually the show I'm the most upset about being underrated lol, bc it's literally SO GOOD. if it was a korean show it'd go viral type of good. this is a very fucked up story so not for the faint of heart but it's executed extremely well, and honestly I don't have much negative to say about this show. flawless performances, an extremely impactful show, and forever one of my favorite thai dramas ever made!

SLEEPLESS SOCIETY: INSOMNIA

another highly underrated thai drama that no one has watched. this is female-led, touches on politics & corruption, has a very different setting from usual & a great plot through and through. the ending is also super iconic & stays on my mind to this day. I really encourage anyone to watch it!

MY RIDE

if you like love sick or my school president, I think my ride will be your cup of tea. it's a pretty simple story but with such lovable characters & a beautiful healthy ship that it immediately became one of my favorite comfort shows. it's the ultimate proof that even a more simple story can be beautiful if given enough soul, quirkiness & love :)

IN FAMILY WE TRUST

in family we trust is a lakorn, but it doesn't feel like a lakorn. apart from the obviously beyond iconic cast at every level, the writing & cinematography are leagues above any other lakorns. for a murder story that should be pretty straightforward, they managed to weave in the interpersonal relationships of the characters perfectly, and this is the kind of show that you can put down once you start. if you've never watched lakorns before, I'd recommend this one to start with since it's quite similar to regular series.

TO SIR, WITH LOVE

another lakorn, another slay! this one is way more lakorn-y so I don't think it's for everyone, but it's literally the only lakorn that treats its queer characters fairly lol & it's such a beautiful love story. it's very dramatic bc 1) lakorn & 2) historical drama with repressed queer characters, but everything in this drama just HITS. you care for the characters so much, and the brother relationship is also so supportive & beautiful and I'm so glad the show never compromised it for some petty drama. overall this show put me through all the emotions & I loved it so much for it lol

GREAT MEN ACADEMY

this show is the proof of the kind of imagination thai film makers have when they get a good budget. the world building of that show is so vibrant & fun, but more than that the writing is really good with endearing characters, good interpersonal relationships, and a really beautiful love story & plot. this is just such a nice show to watch, even with its kind of childish aspect, and once again the cast is great since it's the same as in in family we trust lol. watch both shows back to back & be shook at how drastically different yet so good they both are :)

THE DEBUT

another super underrated show that no one has watched but fucking slaps. not only is it female-led with amazing performances (and a great cast!), but this show really is so well written, with a mystery & a plot twist that will pull you in and make you bingewatch it. the cinematography & colors also slap, and overall it's such a good show that I wish more people would watch.

xxx

[elliebean714]

Hii forgive me for this but...

Can I request a nathan Prescott x male reader where the reader is nathans boyfriend and nathan is having a mental breakdown in his room and the reader tries to comfort him but he pushes the reader away. So the reader says "alright I'll be in my room if you need me" and leaves a note and goes to his dorm, and the note reads "love you, (y/n)" and that makes nathan go to the reader's room for cuddles please and thank you 🥺

You have been forgiven by the Church of Simps, my child. I would be happy to, ppl rly like my lis stuff so keep requesting pls lol. btw if you folks could lemme know which season/game/section you'd like me to write the character from cus like... Nathan for example, look how different he is in bts vs s1 lol. It's fine if you'd rather I decided what version of the character for you but if you have a fave LEMME KNOW!! I want this to be perfect for you<3 (not singling you out anon, i mean this to everyone sending reqs). decided to tie this into lis ep1 cus I thought that would be fun. Idk if this is what you meant by mental breakdown but... I mean it's not an inaccurate description...? Also sorry this is late, i was playing Minecraft.

Ps. I still <3 u

Nathan Prescott x M!Reader

Angst W/ Comfort, Fluff End

During-Game

Today wasn't going well, to be fair, most days don't go very well for Nathan, but today was really sucking. First he forgets his photography project causing Jefferson to scold him and other people in his class to look at him weird. It made him so fucking mad.

Then his dad called during break. Nothing makes even the best day the worst more than that. Every time his dad calls Nathan gets the overwhelming urge to tell him to go to hell and eat a bag of dicks on the way but he always deals with it in the end.

The worst was that chick in the bathroom, he was stupid and showed off his gun. He might've shot her if the fire alarm didn't go off. But because of that some rat that was hiding in the bathroom told Wells what they saw so he got called to the dicks office. Obviously there was no punishment but the lectures were really getting on his nerves today.

After the lecture, Nathan asked around for where the hippie brat that told Wells about the gun. He harassed her, but some other geek tried to stop him, so Nathan attacked him, of course, while the girl drove off in chloes junk heap truck.

Nathan got told off again. By the time he got back to his dorm, he was on the verge of snapping. And, of course, Y/N had to be there, waiting for him. Normally, there was no better sight for Nathan at the end if the day, but right now?

"Get out." He walks past Y/N, not even looking at him properly, to the spot where he hides the gun when it's not on his person. Y/N has seen him like this before, so he doesn't take it as seriously as Nathan wants him to "Hey, woah, calm down. Tell me what happened."

Nathan stands back up after securely locking the gun case and hiding it "get the fuck out!" He shouts "get out, get out, get out-" cracks start to form on the wall he's kicking.

"Nathan!" Y/N calls, pulling him away in an attempt to stop him from causing further damage "please, try to calm down and tell me what's wrong"

A surge of anger flares through him "Don't tell me what to do!" He shoves Y/N, and he stumbles back a few feet. Y/N wanted to stay and help, but he also knew how to take a hint

"Okay, okay, fine. If that's what you want, I'll be in my dorm." He tries to squeeze Nathan's hand before leaving, but he steps back, clearly not needing that.

~~

After finally calming down, Nathan flops down on the bed. He takes a shaky breath, rubbing his face, shit. I was horrible to Y/N. He was just trying to help... Nathan sits up slowly, and notices a little piece of paper has been slid under his door.

Picking it up, unfolding it, the note reads: 'I know you didn't mean it. Im not upset. If you need cuddles, come find me.' Nathan smiles a bit 'Ps. I still <3 u'

Well, if you're really not upset... he leaves his room, locks it, you always have to lock it, then hurries down the hall to Y/N's dorm. Nathan has spent countless nights there, so much its basically become his second home. He knocks on the door incredibly lightly, terrified of his own strength.

"Hey, you feeling better?" Y/N opens the door and softly touches Nathan's cheek. He nods, entering the dorm after Y/N moves aside.

"I'm sorry." Nathan mumbles as soon as the door is closed "today really fucking sucked, but I shouldn't have taken it out on you..."

Y/N leads Nathan onto the bed "no, you shouldn't have... but I know you can't control it. And I know you're doing your best to." He gently fidgets with Nathan's hair between his fingers. "Want to tell me about it?"

Nathan leans in closer to Y/N's touch "my dad called..." He was going to tell him everything, it'd be amazing to finally tell him, but that's too much. Y/N loves him, Y/N is the sweetest person in Arcadia, but if he ever knew, he'd leave.

Maybe it's selfish, no, it definitely is, but Nathan can't handle that. Even if he'd deserve it, even if Y/N deserves a good boyfriend AND good person, when he's this close, Nathan can't help being selfish. "He just wanted to berate me. He didn't say anything important, he just called to tell me I'm worthless."

"Ugh, that guy is horrible. I'm sorry babe..." Y/N soothes.

Nathan sighs "Can i- can we cuddle? Just for a little while..." Y/N smiles, lays down and pulls Nathan on top of him, they get comfortable then wrap their arms around each other.

"You're so cute~" Y/N giggles when Nathan buries his head in the crook of his neck, needy Nathan wasn't something he saw often, but it was adorable when he did. Y/N kisses the top of his head, "I love you, babe. Even when you're angry."

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714 ✨️

[vintagelacerosette]

Valentine's tag game & picrew combo 💖

Tag game by the effervescent Macy @celestialmickey & I was also tagged by @you-are-so-much-better-than-that Deena @suzy-queued Evie @energievie Nosho @creepkinginc Carolie @shinygalaxyperson Paola @mishervellous Vey @look-i-love-u Donna @sleepyfacetoughguy Jay @surviving-maybe Lyds @ardent-fox PLUS the picrew I was also tagged by Leah @whatwouldmickeydo Tina @squidyyy23 Julissa @heymrspatel Harvey @mikhailoisbaby thanksss

Relationship status: Single but dreaming about being in luuurv 💕

Your ultimate OTP: Absolutely Gallavich, they make me awww, they make me cry, combust & make my heart go wild 🥰😫🥵😳💘

Favourite trope: I have to a agree with my good judy Donna @sleepyfacetoughguy I just adore a great AU where I can read my fellas fall in love in every & any situation possible bc their love is transcend

Favourite candy: Ohh one I'm obsessed with rn is Nerds rope I finally got to try some at this candy store that specialises in American candy & ceral (but your butt i also got my lucky charms & cinnamon toast crunch) I've always been jealous of asmrist eating the Nerd ropes hahaha

Favourite flower: Cherry blossoms

A song you love:

A movie you adore: Crush 2022 sweetest movie omg

Red or pink? Pink 🎀💝💟🩷

Breakfast in bed or brunch at a cafe? Brunch definitely

Romantic comedy or angsty drama? Romcom for the feels

and finally, in the spirit of love, leave some kind words for your followers & friends:

I can't say enough how much I cherish having all of you being in my life. When I started on tumblr in 2012 I was a young hopeful wishing to make life long friends here but never ended up panning out. But this fandom & other friends I've made from others is exactly the connection I dreamed of & it's so much better than I imagined bc all of YOU, yes you, are SIMPLY WONDERFUL. I got back my creative spark & drive to bc of all of you with your kindness & encouragement & I will forever be grateful to each & every one of you. I love this little internet space we crafted together, built on love, creativity & brilliant minds. I really feel so damn lucky 🥹 I wanna say thank you so much for allowing me to be your friend & you all mean the world to me. 💝💝💝

❤🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜🤎🖤🩶🤍❤🩷🧡💛💚💙

Soooo I got carried away with this super adorable picrew bc it has everything I love & my fave animes of all time cardcaptor sakura, tokyo mew mew & sailor moon. So naturally, I had to make myself in various magical girl forms bc I felt like i deserve to live my fantasy 🥰💖😆

I'll tag these sweetpeas if they wanna play or if you see this feel free to play along darlings 💖 @mrsinistertype @ian-galagher @darthvaders-wife @gallavichgeek @psychicskulldamage @chicanomick @gardenerian @bravemikhailo @good-then-dont @adakechi @xninetiestrendx @clingymickey @sluttymickey @depressedstressedlemonzest @gallawitchxx @tomorrowillmissyou @howlinchickhowl @michellemisfit @shameless-notashamed @mmmichyyy @lalazeewrites @crossmydna @stocious @rereadanon @jomilky @intotheblindinglight @messedwithmandy

[boysplanetrecaps]

Build Up, eps 1-2: General Pre-4 Wrap

I hope you're enjoying my Build Up recaps!

This post is just my last few thoughts on the Pre-4 mission, including:

Best Sweater Award

My ranking of the performances

Some general thoughts on the show so far

Let's go!

Favorite Sweater Award

Ok, first things first: my favorite sweater. Here are the top 4 candidates:

Geonu’s see-through layering affair 

Hong Sungwon’s ombre blue frayed number

Woong’s fuzzy argyle delight

Bitsaeon’s shaggy, swaggy stripes 

I thought long and hard about this, my beloved dongsaengs. I cast the runes, I did a draw on my tarot deck, I asked the crows, but in the end it was all my heart speaking to me and saying that the winner is… 

Hong Sungwon! I just thought that I genuinely want to wear this sweater, like every day, so it wins. 

Will Sungwon please come up to accept your award? 

“Wow, I never thought I’d win Best Sweater. Honestly, I didn’t even know this award would be given out! But um, I guess I’ll thank the ajuma at the clothing shop who told me I looked nice in blue, and I’d like to thank my roommate who told me this sweater went with these pants. And um, yeah! Thanks! This one is for you, God!” -- Sungwon, probably 

My Performance Ranking

Next, I thought I’d list my personal opinion on the song performances, in rough order. Please note, my preferences are based at least partly on the song itself so this isn’t necessarily me saying I hate your favorite singer. I can’t help but prefer “If You” to most of the others because it’s easily my favorite song among the ten. The fact that “Don’t Go” is ranked so high is a testament to the singing that overcomes the song.

I’m also including the number of views on their “full version” youtube recording, out of interest. View counts marked with a star (*) were up for three weeks when I posted this, giving them a bit of a headstart on the others, which were only up for two weeks.  

I think it’s pretty interesting that my top two faves also seem to be the internet’s top two faves!

Top tier:  If You 161k views* Don’t Go 203k views*

Middle tier (in rough order):  Sum/Breath  37k views Decalcomanie 31k views Ditto 75k views  Every Moment of You  66k views*  Tomboy 75k views  Beautiful 47k views 

Low tier:  Something Like That, 35k views  Shall I love you again?, 49k views 

Final Thoughts

Overall, these were 10 great performances, and I'm really enjoying this show. It's like, MNET lite -- much fewer reactions and instant replays, much less crying, much better singing. I wish there'd been a bit more variety in the song choices, but I guess if I were a fan of k-ballads, these songs would have felt quite distinct to me.

I hope that my nit-picking critique doesn't "yuck" anyone's "yum." Vocal quality is so idiosyncratic that it's hard to objectively say that one voice is "better" than another. That's like saying that home-made lasagna is better than Chicken McNuggets. Is it? I mean, it depends on what you like, right?

Also, even though I nitpick the voices, I do think that everyone on this show is here for a reason. This isn’t like Produce48 where a decent percentage of the girls literally could not sing. At all. Even a little. Couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket. No, these guys can all sing and they all have something to recommend them, so if your favorite is my least favorite, I salute your good taste because I probably also like your favorite. I like all these guys. 

So, I'm going to keep going with these recaps. I might be a bit behind throughout because work is picking up, and my health isn't great, so please be understanding of any typos or little mistakes you might see. I just may not have time to proof-read these as well as I'd like to.

Thanks for your patience, thanks for reading, thanks for being a weirdo with me. Let's walk down that flower road to the end of the show! Kkeutkkaji!

See you in the next one!

[carlos-tk]

hello beloved and happy nice ask week !!

i know we talked briefly in replies about buddy the vampire slayer, so i wanted to ask what you fav season, character, couple and villain from it are !! + if you wanna use this to gush about any other shows/characters you like feel free to (/nf) <3

Hi my dear Flare 💗

Thank you for giving me a chance to talk about my forever gal Buffy 👩🏼

My favourite character: Of course it has to be Buffy Summers. Strongest girl in the universe. I love everything about her. Her strength, her courage, her personality, her sarcasm and wit, her kindness, how much love she has for everyone around her 💗 She’s dynamic, she’s layered, she makes mistakes and she isn’t perfect. She just feels like a real person that you want to root for. We got to watch her go from adolescent to adult and persevere and survive it all. I could talk about her for hours!! SMG gives such a great portrayal of her and it’s hard to imagine anyone else in the role

Favourite episode god there’s so many good ones! Let me just say ‘The Body’ S5 E16 is one of if not the best episode of television ever, one that you’ll rarely ever want to watch again. It’s a beautiful, heartwrenching exploration of grief and mourning. and in a show that deals with so much death and destruction from monsters the worst loss you have is a human death by natural causes 💔 That episode is so hard to revisit so I’m gonna give you a favourite that is a fun one! ‘Tabula Rasa’ S6 E08. In the episode, a spell goes bad and every character forgets who they are and it’s just so funny. You get a lot of references to earlier episodes and funny jabs about the characters usual selves and the comedy was a nice break from how serious the rest of the season is

My fave couple obviously involves Buffy herself. Spuffy or Spike x Buffy! Vampire slayer and vampire. Literally trying to kill each other enemies to lovers excellence. There’s a lot to say about this ship but the thing I fell in love with most about this paring is the fact they just capture your attention in any phase of their relationship. They're just so interesting!! The constantly changing dynamic is just something special. You’re invested when they're enemies, when they're reluctant allies, when they're lovers, and when they're something undefinable by the final season. Their journey is a long one fraught with so many differences and similarities to become a real love story. But in saying that the ship was definitely toxic and not all that healthy at times but whatever!! and I understand people who don’t like it because the writers certainly made a choice in one particular episode that really does sour the relationship. Also sorry not sorry if you’re a Bangel fan lol 😅 I have some fave ship quotes I can share too because look at the material:

“When I say I love you, it’s not because I want you, or because I can’t have you – it has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try… I’ve seen your kindness, and your strength, I’ve seen the best and the worst of you and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You’re a hell of a woman. You’re the one” LIKE they wrote that and I was supposed to be normal about it!! Impossible!!

“No you have to stay”, “You’ve got another demon fighting for you”, “That’s not why I need you here”, “Is that right? Why then?” “Because I’m not ready for you to not be here”(screaming btw!!)

“But I want you to know I did save you. Not when it counted, of course, but after that. Every night after that. I'd see it all again, do something different. Faster or more clever, you know? Dozens of times, lots of different ways. Every night I save you”

“Buffy, shame on you. Why does a man do what he musn't? For her. To be hers. To be the kind of man who would nev... To be a kind of man. And she shall look on him with forgiveness and everybody will forgive and love. And he will be loved”

“I've lived for sodding ever, Buffy. I've done everything. I've done things with you I can't spell, but I've never been close to anyone, least of all you until last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep and it was the best night of my life. So, yeah, I'm terrified”

This is them in the final episode btw and I cry everytime 😭❤️

Fave season has to be S3. Buffy’s last year of high school and the introduction of Faith, another slayer! The ‘big bad’ of the season Mayor Wilkins is one of the best too. It had great overarching themes, amazing character development and a satisfying conclusion. The season as a whole is probably the series most consistent and some of the best episodes are from it. It is just stacked with contenders if I sat here and named it would be the whole season 😂 ‘The Wish’ is a goodie, ‘The Prom’ is <3 ‘Helpless’ is just !!!! and the 2 part finale ‘Graduation Day’ is spectacular! It’s a fan favourite with good reason

The best villain is so hard because there’s so many great options, I’d say S3s Mayor Wilkins or S5s Glory. Mayor Wilkins is a reminder that the worst guy in the world is probably a white male politician lol!! he was also a demonic snake for anyone that doesn’t know 😂 and Glory! Buffy battled all kinds of vampires and demons and the S5 rolls around and her enemy is a legit God from a hell dimension😳 and by far the worst has to be S6s pack of complete losers ‘The Trio’ that these days we’d call incels 😂

Thank you for joining me on this journey of my og hyper fixation ❤️ and if anyone wants to ask me more about my fave shows pls do!!

[artemiseamoon]

Hey love

First : read the new chapter of damage control. Forgive me for that long comment. I wanted to add that I enjoyed the aesthetic boards. Definitely help with the visualization of everything. I swear I love that story like crazy.

Furthermore I did see the post you made about your stories before I’m sure you deleted it. I wanted to take some time to ponder on it before I followed my first instinct and hit you up when I saw it first. Honestly, I don’t know (to your question) I enjoy your writing. Like I said a while ago when is started reading your stuff. You really pulled me into OC writing. The way you bring together a character is intriguing. Along with the visualizations you provide. I have so many of you OC series in my drafts like wisteria & moonlight (did not know about it till I saw you posted a finale chapter) that I plan to read. I will admit 🫣 damage control is my fave so I always make immediate time to read it.

It saddens me when thinking of your feelings but I understand. Todays world of writing on this site is weird. It’s definitely a contest of whose cooler and so many cliques. I truly believe there are more people than you know who read your stuff but might be shy or I don’t know (rambling now). I can only speak for myself so once again love your stories and hope people spread their love of them also 💚💚💚💚 (hope this wasn’t out of place, I rambled too much lol)

Hi 💕💕💕

First, I always welcome and LOVE long comments. Do you don’t have to apologize, it made me smile and I was so happy to see it! Comments alone are a rare surprise, long ones? Even better.

The aesthetic boards - thank you! Those are my pride and joy. I literally can’t write anything without making a board. Sometimes I make a board first, to help me organize my thoughts for the chapter. I’m a visual thinking, and aside from enjoying the act of creating them, I do appreciate when ppl notice them and say something. It’s cool. :) (this is also why I have a crazy amount of pics on my phone 😂 and my Pinterest is busssssy)

The post - yeah I did delete it, I had no idea anyone saw it. 💜 thank you for your kind words and support. I do really feel like I’m secretly black listed, it’s sucks. But what can I do?

I can only hope people give my work a chance. Give my ocs a chance and support writers outside of the popular girls table here on tumblr. With that, I hope they start reblogging our stuff too not just the top 5 most popular writers here.

Damage control - oh how I love that story and you reading it as I reveal chapters just makes me so happy. I love seeing your reactions. I have no plans as of now to delete works, so do take all the time you want, the other stuff will be there. I’ll def give a heads up if I decide to suddenly peace out down the line. As of now, save what you want and it will be there. 😁 wisteria & moonlight is another original story of mine!

The clique thing on here is so real, being on the outskirts, lucky if I get 2-3 likes (not even reblogs cause those rarely happy) is so depressing. I do hope shy readers are enjoying stuff but I don’t know. I just get silence these days but I’m trying to stay hopeful someone cares. I do have days I feel less positive tho and just straight up forgotten. I was feeling really awful the last 3 months, still am, hence that now deleted post.

Thank you so much for your message. You were totally not out of place. This was sweet and thoughtful. Thank you 💜

[whoseafraidofliloleme]

It kinda was but kinda wasn’t, ngl I expected Zoa but not really Jihan as she wasn’t mentioned much…lowkey was expecting it to be Lia 😂 but honestly the Peace fic has such a special place in my heart and I’m always re-reading it it’s just so good and a perfect mix of everything. I would also just like to preface I love all of your enhypen works not just the hogwarts ones heheh.

Ngl with Jin being my BTS bias I giggled seeing the flying kiss gif 🤭 I’m actually soooo glad you talked about the album cause now I can talk about it too. Honestly I love the album as a whole and I really love when artist can do different concepts and emotions in songs especially in an album as it makes it so much more complex and non repetitive…. Maybe that’s why I started stanning Enhypen when they debuted 🤔 plus I love me some songs with hidden meanings and stories with all the plots somehow correlating to each other.

Anywhoooo rn my go to song is another level it kinda gives me old school kpop vibes like Pray(I’ll be your man) by BTOB. It’s gonna sound a lil silly/unrelated but I do still love super tuna lmaooo something about that song is just so Jin and cute and fun and so unserious and I love that so much. Honestly makes my day brighter hearing it and imagining his windshield wiper laugh missed him so bad 😭 speaking of tangent I had bought tickets for the one time they were gonna be in FL and it got postponed then cancelled cause of covid so I’m really hoping I’ll be able to see them when they all come back inshallah 🤞🏼

Oooo make sure you stay warm and healthy babes 💕 but I definitely feel you on the liking colder weather part I moved out of state to live with my parents and younger brothers again and rn with the seasons changing all of the tree leaves are turning various shades of Orange, red, and brown and I’m loving it! Plus the below 10 degree weather(Celsius) is nice, well at least for myself and one of my brothers lol my mum and dad keep complaining the house is freezing 😂.

You’re soooo sweet omg 😭 thank you for wanting to read my Jake fic. I did end up tagging you in it as I finally finished and uploaded it (warning I got carried away and it’s 18.2k words), feel free to pm me your thoughts if/whenever you get around to reading it. I will babes, you as well make sure to take care of yourself well!! 💕

Lol, I definitely made it obvious that Zoa is one of the gossip girls. I liked twisting it by having Jihan a hufflepuff that was being a major bitch for no real reason other than she didn't like YN 😂. Peace was such fun to write, I definitely like that I tried something new to me and it wasn't a complete failure 😅😂. Aww thank you for loving all my enhypen works 🥹🥹. If I could ask which ones would be ur top? Obviously Peace but apart from that top 3 or 5? With reasons please🥹 Whichever is easier to pick. I'm fascinated by knowing this stuff.

Well knowing Jin is ur bias too, I'm adding a Jin gif at the end of every ask now 😂. Gotta spread his world wide handsome. Lol, let us fangirl about our bias. I agree, the album as a whole is just so good, if anything I want more from Jin 😫 only 6 songs ws too short.

Having Gary Barlow as a song writer was a surprise for me, I was maybe expecting Chris Martin to be involved somehow. Tbf I don't really know Gary Barlow all that much apart from when he was a judge on X Factor UK which I watched as a teenager. The Brit pop rock feeling of Running Wild is great for me but again my favourite song changes every listen.

Super Tuna never fails to bring a smile to my fave 😂. It's so silly and childish but so totally Jin at the same time. Like only this man can make an emotional song abt going to military and loving his fans but also have a silly ass tune abt catching Tuna. The versatility with this man is wild and I genuinely love everything he's putting out, I havent watched any of the stuff, I'm saving it all for a rainy day when I need my bias to pick me up.

Inshallah u get to see them live. I hope I can too one day. One of my best friends for my birthday in 2021/22 I think took me to see BTS in concert at the cinema, when they did the whole PTD in cinemas? It was a wonderful experience but it just made me want to see them live even more.

I am a winter baby through and through. Gimme the cold over summer any day 😂. The snow didn't stick, atleast not in my part of London but that was cause it was raining at the same time 😂. It did continue to be freezing for the next few days but it's gotten better. That cold spell was wild for the few days we had it 😂.

Girlie gimme that power to be able to write 18.2k words pls. I couldn't leave a comment as I read the fic on my way to work but I thoroughly enjoyed every second of it. I don't tend to read Jake fics but u just sucked me in and I couldn't stop reading.

Stay hydrated, take care and remember self care and to always love urself as much as our bias loves himself 💞.

[highsomnia]

My favourite parts of HINAPIA’s Drip choreography

[harrysmimi]

Best Boyfriend

Synopsis: One where Harry finds his girl having a break down

More of my work

Harry was going over to see his girlfriend at her flat as he'd returned back in London just last night.

It was a Saturday morning and he has been planning to surprise her with a weekend away. Maybe a little trip to somewhere near or day out in London itself. He picked up breakfast on his way to her flat.

His heart sunk to his stomach the moment he entered her flat with the help of the spare key she gave him last Christmas, it was his present she said so he can come over whenever he pleased. There he found his girl layed on her bed in her studio flat with text books and printed notes every spread over the mattress, the place was a mess, pillows and blankets thrown on the floor to make room for her stuff. She was layed there with her laptop on her tummy watching some cartoon crying her eyes out. By the sounds of the show playing on her computer it seemed it was something funny and not something to cry over.

"Hey, love what's wrong?" He rushed towards her dropping the bag pf breakfast on the coffee table. "Are you watching a sad movie, baby?"

"No, I'm watching Noddy and Friends that's not fucking sad!" She cried. "I'm sorry!"

"What's wrong, my love?" He moved her notes away carefully to make himself room to and proceeded to close her laptop shut to pull her in his arms.

"I can't do this!" She exclaimed, sobbing, "I understand nothing."

"What can you not do baby?" He was confused, "it's okay, do you wanna talk about it?"

"This stupid project. I don't know where to get the information from. My professor thinks just because he's been teaching this subject for thirty years that we know everything. This sucks! I wanna drop out." She on ranting, "but I can't because my mum will be mad. This is so draining."

"Why don't you ask your professor do give you some tips?" He suggested.

"I did, he said I'll get everything online and in the notes. I have no fucking idea where to find a fucking Balance sheet of a random company online."

"Hey, hey it's okay, it's all okay." He assured her, "let's do one thing, you're up for it?"

"What?" She whined, "I don't want to go anywhere. Just lemme be here."

"No, listen to me. I got us breakfast, I'm sure you didn't even had your breakfast yet. Then we're gonna go on a little walk." His hand ran in soothing strokes on her spine. "It's just a project, I'll help you with it." Now that made her loft her head up, he had tried helping her once before but gave up because he did not understood a thing he read. "No, I am gonna help you this time. I promise you. Now come on let's eat."

"I don't want to." She started crying all over again. "I am sorry I'm crying."

"No it's alright lovie." He pressed a kiss on her forehead, "it's alright. Getting out will help clear your mind. I see watching something to do that isn't helping you now. Let's eat and go out, yeah? We can go get your favourite frozen yogurt."

Her fave turned of something of embarrassment when he mentioned of them going out. Her eyes pooled up with tears all over again, her cheeks glistening with the tears.

"I don't get paid till tomorrow!" And there she was sobbing again.

"Who said you've to pay? I'm taking you out on a date, now come on." He urged her, "I'll pick this all up for you." She finally agreed got out of bed to go wash up her face.

It's been little over eight months YN and Harry started seeing each other, and out of three months he was away for filming for Dunkirk and getting his album all finished up. He is sure she is still not quite over her little awkward and shy phase, but he doesn't blame her. She's got a lot going anyway. She's in the last year of college and it's been stressful for her. And living miles and miles away from home wasn't doing anything to help her either, last year she couldn't even go to see her family over her winter break. Harry took it upon himself to be with him.

He's most amazing boyfriend!

It was the best Christmas he's spent in a long, long time though. Though she couldn't buy him presents like he did (and went a little overboard) she made him a few little DIY ones. Like jar of little notes to read when he's feeling: low, anxious or just need a little motivation, a pearl necklace (though he broke it on accident soon after), gave him a free manicure.

She's a keeper, Mitch said seeing the little glass jar at Harry's place.

Meanwhile Harry gathered up her notes spread all over her bed, and took everything out of the little take out boxes onto dishes. Put back her bed together for her even though he knows she's gonna be pissed for doing her work. She needs a break.

"Come on," he grabbed her hand in a gentle hold before she could even say a word and walk to the coffee table where he'd set up their breakfast.

"Thank you!" She cooed noticing he's got all her favourite food. Like he really woke up early and went to the restaurant and waited in line to get the food which she likes. It warmed her heart.

"Of course my love," he leaned in to get his long awaited kiss from her with puckered lips. She finally smiled and leaned in too press a kiss on the full on his lips. "That's my girl!" He grinned peppering her face with more sloppy and wet kisses which made her let out a line of soft giggles.

They went out like he promised her. They got the Frozen yogurt from her favourite place, he even surprised her with an impromptu visit to the London Eye.

Later that day he actually sat down and started on with the project with her. It was a difficult one so they're going to have to spend the sunday in to get it done as it was due on Monday, midnight. Two days seemed enough.

He actually helped her and not be his naughty self and annoy her like her enjoys to some times.

N O T E :

I wrote this in one sitting. 😭 Please tell me if there are any mistakes on here.

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[astranva]

Lightsaber

Word Count: 910

Category: Fluff

Warning: None

Summary:  Even after 2 years, fans had no idea you existed until they do, and a cute moment with Harry gets recorded.

or

“https://youtube.com/shorts/WGtMMonh_2M?feature=share

Can you do one where YN and Harry were caught being all cute and all

And no one new they were together so everyone is trying to figure out who that mysterious girl is. And YN and Harry would just laugh because they have been together for a very long time or somthing like that?”

a/n: not my best but i’m forcing myself out of a writing block, i’m sorry :(

Privacy was a sacred matter in the entertainment industry. It was always glorified, and the first to get sabotaged and messed with. The whole idea behind an artist’s team, especially PR, was all about privacy if you think about it hard enough; what should the public know about their fave and what gets dusted underneath the rug? What bits do you hide to make the cut and be the talk of every age group?

For Harry, he was in it for what he loved to do; he sang, he wrote, he acted, he occasionally modeled, and he did other entertaining things on the side, none of which included sharing his family or his relationship with you.

Having a good team that has your back was vital for Harry, because otherwise, he wasn’t sure he would’ve been able to hide his 2-year relationship from the world. 

It wasn’t surprising to say that Harry was smart; he knew what he wanted, and he knew what the people wanted, sure, but he also knew what he wanted to show the people. It wasn’t that he liked depriving people from what they’d like to know, but to give the people what they want at the expense of your privacy? No can do. 

It was one night when you both had agreed you’d ease the people into knowing about your relationship, doing things at your own pace.

For the first few shows, Harry’s fans began talking about the person Harry always seemed to look, smile, and wave at during his shows as he sang. The bashful smiles and flirty gazing not going unnoticed by thousands and thousands of fans. At some point, someone managed to record you-although blurry- as you looked up at him, and the mask covered half your face, the crinkles by your eyes were enough to tell that you were beaming up at him.

For a month, they tried to keep tabs on you, some saying you were one of the crew, some others saying you worked on the DWD set, others saying you were still a uni kid. 

That was until Gemma had posted a story of you and her FaceTiming; a screenshot of you mid-laugh as a certain hand with a cross tattoo squeezed your cheeks like a puffed fish, and Gemma beaming. Gemma was deemed a saint because she had tagged you, putting an end to the theories: 

“Miss my pal @yourusername” 

Although your account was private, and your biography was just a bunch of emojis, it still felt nice for the fans to put a clear face and name to you. 

After that, people had started to approach you at Harry’s shows; 

“Are you Y/N?”

“You’re Y/N, right?”

“We’re so sorry but are you Y/N? Can you tell Harry we love him?”

“Are you and Harry together?” 

The last one always made you bashful, but you always got away with it because every single damn time, you pretended you couldn’t hear them through the chatter and screams around you. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t hear you!” You’d shout, motioning to the noise around you.

The first time you did that and told Harry, he had doubled over in laughter - “You little shit!” He had, very romantically, said. 

But then there was no saying to it, there was no denying. 

What confirmed it were pictures of you and Harry getting coffee, hand in hand, you skipping, him hugging you as if his life depended on it, and finally, a picture of him with his mask down just for the sole purpose of pressing a kiss to your cheek as you leaned against him with your eyes closed, the both of you waiting for the traffic light to turn red so you can cross the road. 

But what truly established it, was the video a fan shot one day.

No one knows why or how, but you and Harry held lightsabers, his in yellow, you in pink. The fan wasn’t standing close enough for their phone to catch the sound of your laughter, but it showed as you both dueled one another rather dramatically. 

Harry had taken a jab at your stomach in the video, at which you had pretended to die from. Your hand moved to the spot he jabbed, looking up at him before you sunk to your knees and lowered your head and lightsaber, Harry raising his in the air in triumph. 

The video showed as he laughed, before he was surprised when you jumped up and ran towards him, jumping into his arms and wrapping yourself around him, hugging his head as you both laughed in glee before you looked at him, the video ending when the both of you pulled away from a soft kiss. 

The reactions to that video were interesting to say the least. 

“How can you have that much chemistry with someone you have just started dating?”

“You can’t convince me they haven’t been dating for no less than a year.”

“You don’t show someone your dorky side unless you know them VERY well.”

How do you tell them you have been together for 2 years? 

Initially, you and Harry thought that you wouldn’t, until your third anniversary came and Harry decided to post about it. 

You stood in the dark, holding your pink lightsaber whose light was the only thing, as well as your silhouette, seen in the picture, with a caption that the fans deciphered:

“Happy 1095 days.”