#it's 10 pm tho so i had to be quiet

[pinkanonhopes]

made the quietest cover ever

[flowersintheimpala69]

14 year old sammy being invited by some boys in his class to his first party and more importantly his first highschool party and he’s so excited and giddy cuz he’s never really had friend before cuz they move around sm and other kids are usually put off by the random bruises (from hunts) that adorn his body and his Salvation Army clothes that are too big and his tattered shoes with holes and even tho dean is sorta in the same boat, dean is 18 and handsome and has girls all over them and sam is still awkwardly gangly. Plus the boys who invited him are part of “the cool crowd” so it feels extremely validating for them to even notice him.

anyways, Sam is hella excited and he spends an hour before hand getting ready in the bathroom and picking out his outfit and while dean would normally tease him abt it he dosent cuz he knows this is a big deal for sam and he’s so glad that his baby brother is finally making friends because he knows sammy is actually really smart and fun to be around and it breaks his heart that he never has friends to go out with.

Dean drives him to the house where that party is happening at like 8 pm and pats him on the shoulder and tells him not to drink too much and to use protection and sam yells “Dean!” and blushes deep red but then Dean tells him to have fun and that he’ll come pick him up at midnight and to “go get them tiger” and sam gives him a little smile

deans at home when at 10:00 he gets a call and it’s an unknown number but sometimes dad calls from unknown numbers so he picks up but it’s not his dads voice on the other line.

“Dean?”

It’s unmistakably Sam’s voice, but it sounds strained and shaky. Deans immediately worried and asks if everything’s all right and sam just tells him he need Dean to pick him up. And deans like okay I’ll be right there what’s the address of the house again??

And sam tells him he’s actually not at the house anymore (which worries and confuses the fuck out of dean) and says he’s about a mile away at a pay phone and he says the street corner and apologizes for making Dean drive the extra mile

And deans internally like “wtf??” Cuz sam never apologizes and starts wondering if he’s just rlly drunk. He puts a pin in it and drives to the street sam said and sure enough sitting on the curb is a sammy-looking lump. Dean leaves the engine running but gets out of the car cuz sam is still just sitting there and he starts worrying that he has alcohol poisoning but then before Dean can even reach sam, he’s up and running towards Dean and pressing his face into his chest and hugging him.

And. That’s so weird. Cuz sam is in his angsty teen phase where he dosent want to be as huggy or cuddly with dean cuz that’s “embarrassing” yet here he is pressing himself against Dean so hard it’s like he’s trying to become part of him.

Sam dosent say anything in the car or when they start driving. Dean decides this is definitely not okay and he needs to do smth so he pulls into a gas station and gets himself a raspberry slushie and sam the cola slushie he likes and he gets them hotdogs (with extra onions and mustard for sam just the way he likes it) and he drives to a little deserted backroad and they sit on the hood of the car while eating and looking at the stars

And Dean hopes the food will put sam into a better mood but besides a quiet “thanks” when Dean had handed him the food sam stays silent and it’s so not sam-like. Deans abt to prompt an explanation but sam speaks first.

“Sorry you had to pick me up,”

“It’s okay, I really didn’t mind”

Sam’s quiet for a moment then in a small and shaky voice that makes deans heart break asks “Dean, you like me, right? Like you think I’m.. you think I’m cool right?”

and deans suddenly angry cuz obviously those stupid kids must have said something to sam and but he knows Sam dosent need him yelling rn so he takes a deep breath and pulls sam into his side, sliding a hand against his nape.

“Sammy of course I like you. You’re the smartest, coolest, funniest little brother one could ask for.”

Sam smiles a bit at that and rest his head against deans shoulder, “thanks Dean.”

Dean dosent ask what the those kids must have said to him but after a moment sam starts talking unprompted.

“The uh, guys who invited me, they uh did it like as a joke,” he sniffles, “and I didn’t realize but then they started calling me a girl and saying I was a pussy and someone wanted to uh, check if I had a, um, like if I had a-if I was like a woman down there and they pushed me down and tried to take off my pants and I-I didn’t..” sam trails off with a sniff.

Dean can feel Sam’s wet face against his neck. “Oh sammy, I’m so sorry, they’re assholes don’t pay mind to them—“

“But they’re right! They pushed me down and dad trained me-us-I could’ve totally fought back but-I don’t know I froze like a girl and just let it happen-I am a fucking pussy-“ sam is interrupted by a hiccup and then starts full on sobbing and dean can only pull sam into his lap and let him sob into his chest. Sam spends the next 20 minutes sobbing and babbling into deans collar about how he wishes he wasn’t a fucking freak and wants to be normal and at one point he leans off the side of the car to puke cuz he’s crying so hard and he’s so sorry Dean I didn’t mean to get sick I’m so gross I’m sorry and deans heart breaks.

Dean has to carry sam into the car and then the motel cuz he’s so exhausted from crying. Sam stays home from school the next day. John comes home that night, and dean convinces him to let them leave town the next morning.

They don’t ever talk about it after that.

[madebyrolo]

Ignoring Prank / Five Hargreeves

She/her pronouns

Fluff

Enjoy!!

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Y/n's POV

I went over to the Hargreeves mansion while the team was out training because I was bored and I wanted to wait for five and the others to hang out. It's been an hour and I was thinking after having a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich and pretending to be apart of the academy while using Alison's extra uniform(god you would do it too don't laugh.) you know what would be fun to do, a prank. And what better sibling to do it on then the most. mature ,serious,stern,angry eyebrows Hargreeves sibling (and my lovely boyfriend) five.

Even tho five may seem like a though guy, he is a MAJOR lover boy in private. I know that after a long day of training he's going to want to cuddle and just want some love and comfort. Thinking about it, this prank might be too mean....Yolo.

-Time skip 30 minutes-

I hear the door open and there faint voices which mean it's go time.

I walk down stairs and start to greet everyone but five. Since Klaus and Ben are literally my besties go up to them first.

"OMGGGG KLAUSYYY I MISSED YOU" I say while giving him a big hug.

Five notices but you are bestfriends and klaus can't really be competition because he's five and Klaus is, well yk Klaus.

"Y/N/N YOURE HERE FINALLY. BEN NEEDS SOMEONE ELS TO HANG OUT WITH. He's

So clingy girl....." he says while hugging back.

"I heard that" said Ben

"You were supposed too" Klaus responded

"Klaus leave Benito alone. You just don't appreciate him like I do" I said while giving him a peck on the cheek and a hug.

I know what I was doing.

Five sees this and he doesn't think any much of it because you guys are also besties.....right?

After Y/n says hi to the others (expect for five), she goes upstairs with Klaus while Ben takes her by the hand and they follow Klaus.

-Fives POV-

Diego whispers a snarky comment  my ear "woah Benito getting girls who would've though..."

"Shut.up." said I with a Locked jaw.

"Diego leave five alone y/n and Ben don't have something going on." Said Luther

"Yea they're just friends. Me and Luther are like that" Alison said but that didn't help because everyone knew there was something between them.

"I'm just saying Ben and y/n have been getting closer. They're always doing their own things and running off to his room" said Diego

That got me thinking. It's true what Diego is saying. They've had their own special connection before we started dating. Did y/n ever have feelings for Ben and does she still have them?

"Diego enough stop it. He's just messing with you five" said Vanya attempting to ease my thoughts.

"You're right! I'm just probably jumping to conclusions. They're just close like Luther and Alison...." Diego said while leaving the room.

With that comment I felt a pit in my stomach.

My face fell. Is y/n cheating on me? She didn't even say hi to me and she ran off with Ben.

I blink into my room.

-in fives room-

still his POV

I lay down on my bed and just think. Does she not love me anymore? Am I boring her? Is ben better then me? How is that even possible ? He's quiet,shy,kept to himself ever since he was young but never around y/n. Whenever she was here he would just change into this whole different person. That's what y/n does. She lights up a room. Her confidence,her energy,her smile,her personality, her eyes. Everything about her is perfect I can't blame Ben for liking her.

-Y/n's POV-

It's been like 5 hours and I still haven't seen or talked to five. He's been in his room this whole time. I feel bad. Does he know I'm ignoring him? (He obviously does you're his girlfriend.)

It's getting late and I'm sleeping over so I head to fives room.

-entering fives room-

I see him laying in his bed. I can't tell if he's sleeping or not but he doesn't sleep till 10 and it's 8:45 pm rn

"Hi love" I say  but I hear no response.

I get in bed with five and I try to cuddle with him but he just stays still.

"Fiveee" and still no response

Who knew my ignoring prank would turn into him ignoring me.

"Five I know you're not sleeping talk to me"

"Go talk Ben."

So that's what this is about.

"What do you mean?"  I tell him

"What I mean is that you guys are way closer than we are." He says while sitting up.

"You guys are clearly perfect for each other. You guys are practically glued to the hip and you've just hung out out with him for 5 hours instead of me, your boyfriend"

"Five are you seriously jealous of Ben?" I said

"No it's the fact that you completely ignored me all day and expect me to be fine with it. I'm your boyfriend. Not Ben." Five responded.

I move onto his lap and cup fives face

"I only want you. I love you five. You're my boyfriend and the thought of me being with anybody els doesn't even exist in my world. Don't you ever think that I would leave you because I wont. Ever I swear." I say while I kiss him.

He kisses me back and we just continue for what seems like forever.

"I'm sorry y/n. I don't know why I jumped to conclusions. It's just that Diego got to my head and..."

"Diego. You seriously listen to Diego? The dude who treats his knifes as a gf. He cares for those knifes more than his own siblings."  I say trying to lighten the mood.

Five smiles at the comment

"There's that smile."  I say while placing kissing all over his face"

After I good make out shesh we end up cuddling asleep. I will NEVER tell him that was a prank because I know he would try to get me back and it would be 100x worse.

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After a year I’m back 🥹

It’s summer break so might start writing again

[plasticfangtastic]

Quiet Rooms

A Homelander fanfic

A/N: solely inspired by the one line of Homelander liking Smash Mouth from the S4 clip, also I have no idea where the lab that held Homelander is located. Hopefully we will find out in s4 but I decided it's still located in the state of new york.

Tags: fluff, depressive, young Homelander, Jonah Voguelbaum trigger warning, mirrorlander is here.

Sypnosis: Jonah realizes Homelander is feeling down and decides to act like a parent for the first time since he was a wean allowing the boy to experience some child-like wonder.

word count: 3K approx.

It had been months since he’d first debuted, his life had been given a new spark, a world full of new experience every day before bedtime, of new things to try and see but more often than not he was surrounded by unfamiliar faces– nameless shareholders, marketing heads, costume designers, photographers but above all… fans.

But they were strangers.

The outside world had been bigger than he’d anticipated, no matter how high he flew he never touched the ceiling, he would fly until the air thinned out and faded all together, the earth did had a limit tho– it would loop beneath him after a couple minutes of flying yet it still felt endless compared to his bedroom, soon enough he had been given new shinier confines, everyday since his debut and specially due to his freakout at the shareholders meeting he’s been keep on a leash, Madelyn would come and entertain him from time to time but whenever she came it seemed she had 2 things in mind work and well… other things… but no matter what he was still going straight from the tower back to the lab, he’d been promised that when he turned 18 he’d be allowed to stay in his new confines, but in the meantime he still had to go back home.

Sometimes he wondered if Voguelbaum will be upset if he took a detour before coming home– if he stopped by for a couple more minutes atop of a mountain or walk thru a park just to enjoy all these new smells and sensations, would he be mad if he came home covered in mud and twigs? Would he get yelled at and given time out?

But as he looked at the other teenagers wondering about with their friend groups around New York he couldn’t help but to wish to join them, sometimes he would get closer from the roof, practice a line that he would never deliver in hopes to befriend these strangers but the voice in his head told him all he would do was embarrass himself, ask him what would they do if they found him lame? Sure he was The Homelander! A superhero! The Superhero! but he also had begun to notice that he was awkward, without his friend he couldn't take the lead, he wasn’t the confident one of the two and his friend loudly refused to help him here. 

So he stayed on the rooftops watching.

At home, he at least had the comfort of the familiar, he’d be decontaminated, his suit removed and he’d be changed to his white loungewear, he’d be served dinner promptly at 7 pm and be allowed TV or book time till 10 pm, here he knew there was no risk of embarrassing himself or saying the wrong thing, sure they weren’t his friends but he knew orderly James would always hung out for a couple minutes after picking up his dinner to ask about whatever book he was reading, and how nurse Catherine would sneak him candy and talk to him a bit after her visitations, nothing he’d said to them ever resulted in mockery.

He couldn’t say the same about those in the tower.

Everyday he’d seem to be performing worse, he could hear Mr. Marathon mocking the way he talk down the hallway, hear some assistant complain about his costume, the irritation on Madelyn’s team when he took too long to make a decision, Edgar and Jonah arguing about how much money the company was loosing and how they shouldn’t have rushed his debut, Madelyn disappointment when his numbers still weren’t up to part… It worsens every day.

He’d sat in his bed reading when the door opened at an unusual hour.

“What are you reading?” Jonah said softly, Homelander looked up to catch him not wearing his white coat, he’d looked as if he had driven straight from home.

“The Children of Henry the VII” John muttered softly, lowering his book– you bought it for me last week, remember?”

“Oh, my bad I got you a whole stack didn’t I? Hope you haven’t finished them all already”

Homelander put his book aside, standing up, pulling his shirt in hopes of straightening all the creases.

“I haven’t… is everything alright?”

“Why do you ask that?”

“It's 9:43 pm. You don’t visit on Thursdays anymore– your daughter Sonia has ballet practice on Thursdays.”

Jonah looks at the clock positioned behind Homelander and wonders if the boy has been counting the ticking of the clock to time himself instead of looking up. Jonah scratched his chin and forced a smile.

“I heard you've been feeling a little down lately, Nurse Micheals told me you seemed a little unenthused these past few days.”

Homelander felt his cheeks reddened, wishing Catherine hadn’t said a thing.

“She said you’d been wanting to go to the pictures.”

They'd also mentioned how he’d been eating less and been sleeping more lately, he had become less chatty which had begun to worry the doctors in his care as he usually liked to converse a bit before experimentation or during his lessons.

What had dragged him out of the office and straight to the lab today had been a phone call from the head of security who’d asked if something had held John back an hour, he who was a punctual and obedient child never in his 17 years been tardy for anything even when he was a baby he’d followed his scheduled.

Jonah hated admitting it but he found it perturbing, Homelander was finally given some degree of independence and for the past few months he hadn’t done anything to lose trust nor privileges, so this felt urgent.

The world couldn’t survive a bout of his teenage rebellion.

So he drove on his day off straight to this compound, sure to have run at least 1 red light on his way here.

“... I… did I do something wrong?” His voice is quiet, soft even if puberty has deepened quite a lot.

“No, no, no” He can help the slight panic in his voice, taking a big leap to take him by the shoulders, his hand firm against him– I was thinking maybe we could go for a drive, I have a surprise for you, we are all so worried about you… your happiness is of utmost importance to the team.”

Homelander eyes beamed with curiosity, his nose working double time to see if some special treat was on its way but it was only bleach and stale air conditioner but that still didn’t wash away his curiosity.

He follows Dr. Vogelbaum worries when nobody hands him his suit in the decontamination room, instead he’s given a pair of civilian clothing, he looks around for permission to wear these alien clothes, the clothes look too big for him, they both think. Jonah would chastise the doctor who picked these up later but now he wanted to hurry up and deal with his wife later.

The air is chilly and the buzzing of the generator tickles Homelander’s ears, the underground parking is lit poorly at night he notes, the fluorescent lights don’t burn as bright in here, not as obnoxious like in the lab.

Jonah keeps the conversation at minimum, his mind elsewhere, Homelander who much preferred to fly still enjoyed the drive, whether Dr. Vogelbaum realized whether or not this was the first time they had ever been in the car alone… no drivers, assistants or doctors– just the two of them.

The faint smell of women’s perfume, stuck to the leather seats, the rattling of a leftover toy car rolling back and forth underneath his seat, the hair-tie left over and dirt that doesn’t belong to any soil around the compound, this was his personal vehicle, it made Homelander’s heart flutter, thinking he was in the same car as Jonah’s other kids, he smile lightly enjoying the warmth in his chest trying to contain the giddiness inside him.

“So what’s worrying you lately, John. You know you can always talk to me.”

Homelander’s smile faded, the world flying by so slowly it was unbearable, he wriggled in his seat squeezing at his sleeve.

“You've never been home late before… Did somebody keep you back?”

“No… I was… I was just sightseeing… sorry I didn’t mean to worry you… I promise I will be on time tomorrow!” Homelander panicked thinking he would never be allowed outside anymore– I… am sorry, Dr. Vogelbaum” He was starting to tear up– I promise not to worry you!”

“Is alright, John. I hadn’t considered how boring it must be for a young boy to go to a thousand meetings all day every day– it drives me nuts! I should’ve been more considerate… You must be so exhausted from all that… thought we could do something fun.”

Homelander had no idea what to say, before those fun activities were relegated to the lab, or in the tower in recent days, so he had no idea what this could possibly be.

“Where are we going then?”

“The pictures, son.”

All his worries vanished as his tender heart heard that three letter word, they talked a bit about work, allowing himself to share some of his worries about the rest of The Seven.

“You have to be assertive, John. You are meant to be their leader, so assert, show them who's the head honcho.” He spoke with the same paternal tone he’d given his son the other day after losing his last football game– "you won’t get anywhere in life if you let those under you know they can walk all over you.”

Homelander felt he’d listen to the one true gospel.

Before he knew it they arrived at the nearest town by the compound, the town was quaint and a little dead at this hour, Hoemlander began to wonder if any cinema would be showing films at this hour.

The town cinema was an old building, lights illuminated the marquee, they only seem to be showcasing a small selection of films based on the few titles across the white illuminated board, a few movie posters decorated the walls beside the entrance where a ticket box laid in the center, Jonah parked right on the front, a couple people walked past minding their business as Homelander emerged from the car.

“Is empty.” Homelander had scanned the entire building seeing none of the rooms were occupied– it's close isn’t it?”

“I thought it would be best if we had it all for ourselves– Is one of the perks of owning a cinema chain, John.”

The girl in the ticket booth smiled nervously, it was already past the end of her shift but when your manager gets a call from corporate saying that the owner is coming to visit, you keep your mouth shut and stay back– so she stared at the pair as they approached.

“So what you’d like to see, John?”

Homelander looked at the list behind the girl.

“Hannibal…?”

“Oh no no that’s not appropriate, John… you’re still not 18 yet.”

“What about ‘Bridget Jones Diary’? I think Ms. Teeger was talking about it with Nurse Choi” Jonah’s grimace was enough of an answer– Pearl Harbor… Ben Afflect is pretty good… never seen him in a bad movie…”

Jonah looked at his wristwatch mentally preparing himself to sit thru a 3 hour film, knowing he’d be home past midnight.

“Everybody is raving about Shrek! Been full rooms non-stop this week.” She says with a charming smile– It’s pretty funny.” 

Homelander ears perked up.

“Isn’t it a kids movie?” Jonah asked.

“I want to see it! I never… I've never seen a 3D film…” He said with a meek voice.

Jonah for a second saw a glimpse of a much younger Homelander, he’d promised to take him see ‘Toy Story’ after seeing an ad for it on the television but that never came to be, with a touch of guilt in his system Jonah shook his head in defeat taking his wallet out as the girl begun to print their tickets, she stared at the 50 dollar bill as the pair left without taking their change, Jonah keep his hand on Homelander’s back keeping him straight as he saw his nose wrinkle, the aroma of flavacol too strong for the young man, thick syrups and salted pretzels were both as enticing as they were revolting, his excitement began to dwindle as he approached the counter, the 30 something year old manager look at them with a mixture anxiety and discomfort, his eyes darted at Homelander unable to shake the feeling the young man look faintly familiar, he brushed it aside telling himself this was just a millionaire wanting to spend some private time with his kid, or at least he hoped it was his kid.

“What can I get you, buddy?” The guy spoke with his finest customer service voice.

Homelander looked shyly at the menu board feeling a lot smaller than his physique was, he felt like a ten year old being asked by Doctor Kim if he wanted to try ice cream or sorbet for the first time, he felt overwhelmed by the salty stickiness of the popcorn oil irritating his sinuses.

He looked hesitantly at Vogelbaum but his words echoed back, so he took charge and cleared his throat.

“A large Dr. Pepper and popcorn… please.”

“He’ll have a medium diet coke and popcorn, too much sugar and you won’t get any sleep John. Don’t want to hear Nurse Catherine complain about your glucose levels” Jonah says firmly– "I'll just have a coke and…” He scans the selection– some twizzlers.”

“Could… could I have a pretzel too?… am a little hungry…” He felt embarrassed to ask but if Dr. Vogelbaum said it wasn’t okay to order things he mustn’t doubt his judgment– just a salted one…”

Hearing that twang of disappointment touched a cold heartstring for Jonah, John wasn’t a little kid anymore, he would be 18 soon, but as he made that sad expression all he saw was that sweet kid from before… All he saw was his little girl sad that her daddy refused to listen to her again.

“... you got any cinnamon sugar ones left?”

“Sure do, sir.” He looked at the pair and worried about what was going on. Never had he seen a teenager so meek, he wished they all came like that instead of the feral beast that patronized his establishment.

“Don’t tell Nurse Catherine I let you have this much sugar after 9, it be our secret” he whispered.

Homelander carried the tray without difficulty, ignoring the curious eyes of the manager who was still uncertain if his face was familiar or not.

The room had been freshly vacuumed but the stench of spilled soda permeated in the air– yet for once Homelander didn’t mind, he glided towards his perfect seat just in the middle of the aisle, high enough that the screen was perfectly positioned before them and even with the projector, his ears picked up the worker as he quickly finish setting the projector, putting the film and clicking on his computer to make sure everything was in working order.

“I… I forgot to ask the lady but what’s this movie about?” Homelander asked as he took a short sip of his diet coke.

“I have no idea. When you get to my age you don’t pay attention to kids' movies unless you take your kids out.”

“Should've picked ‘Bridget Jones Diary’…” He mumbles.

“John men don’t go watch Romcoms on their own unless they have a girl with them. Maybe one day you’ll bring a lady friend and sit thru it– trust me chick flicks are a modern day form of torture for us men.”

Homelander who had heard Ms. Teeger and Nurse Choi talked about it and seemed quite excited, it didn’t sound lame in the least… altho most of it was fawning over Hugh Grant, so maybe he made the dull plot bearable.

He nodded and took a bite out of his pretzel, moaning with delight at the sugary treat, his head snapped forward when the trailers began.

Nothing they advertised caught his fancy, altho he wouldn’t say out loud about wanting to see ‘Harry Potter’ as if he hadn’t voraciously consumed the book a few years ago… something about a boy living under the staircase got to him.

The screen turned a pale blue and violet as the ‘Dreamworks’ logo got his attention, whimsical music played over the speakers as a book open as a man with a weird accent narrated a story of dragons and true love, before he could sink in his seat with embarrassment a green hand ripped the page and a weird smile crossed his thin lips as a weird green creature came out the toilet, his ears perked up as a catchy tune that he knew would be stuck in his brain played, before he knew it he was laughing at fart jokes and even Jonah couldn’t help to snicker at the montage.

He smiled so much both from awe and fun as he heard the ogre and the Donkey’s banter, every scene had him hooked.

It made him anxious, it made him giggle, it made him excited, it made him feel hopeful.

It made him almost envious of the kiss shared between Fiona and Shrek.

Maybe one day he’ll meet his princess.

But he loved it.

Jonah didn’t really paid attention to the film, he watched Homelander most of the time.

Wondering what’s going on in his head, wondering why this movie enthralled him so much, that was quite a smile that he’d never seen before… not a smile he’d seen in years.

Even if he was beginning to grow tired and he knew the drive back would be dangerous if he didn’t get a coffee somewhere.

He was glad the boy was enjoying himself.

And John was glad to spend the time with Dr. Vogelbaum.

As the credits began to roll, Jonah stood up eager to leave but Homelander stayed firmly planted in his seat.

“what?”

“I just wanna know who sang the first song” He said with a grin.

“... I’ll wait for you outside…” Jonah left, leaving his half-empty cup and twizzlers on the seat.

Homelander found himself in a quiet room, trying to remember the lyrics of that intro song.

It would be stuck in his head for days.

Even alone in this room, he still could feel Jonah’s presence beside him, his cologne and his breath still lingered.

He’d buy him the ‘astro lounge’ album soon after.

As he sat in the concert hall trying to shake that annoying brit off his mind, he looked at Ryan and pictured a rather quiet room, all the meaningless faces faded away and it was just him and his boy listening to Smash Mouth play.

“Y’know the first album I ever got was theirs?”

Ryan raised an eyebrow.

“Why?”

“Don’t tell anybody but… Shrek is my favorite movie– have you seen it?” he said into his ear– I saw it with Doc– with my dad when it came out.”

It felt bitter but he still hadn’t gotten around telling him about the lab… about his childhood just yet…

“No. Mom didn’t like cartoons… she told me her favorite movie was “Bridget Jones’s Diary’ but she said I had to wait to be a bit older to watch that.”

Homelander chuckled sardonically.

“Y’know… I never seen that one either… let’s get Ashley to get us the blu-ray and we can have a movie night when we get home” 

“Are you sure I can watch it?”

“Don’t worry you’re old enough now.”

He ruffled his hair as his favorite song began to play, turning to give the band his full attention looking forward to Movie night, wondering if he should clear a cinema for the evening just as Jonah had done for him.

[3terna15unshin3]

Then Because She Goes

When you leave, I cry on the inside

★ Chapter 11 of 15, 5082 words

★ Matty Healy x Original Female Character

★ warnings: !!! mature content, minors please do not interact !!!, smut, thigh riding, edging

<< 10

9 June, 2019

“Fuck,” Este cursed, as a loud sound in the flat below hers caused her to spill a drop of tea on her pants. She quickly wiped it away and got up to grab her beloved Tide pen—drawing on the spot to prevent any staining.

With a film on the TV, it was a quiet morning and a relaxing day off for her. She stayed in comfy clothes, hair tucked away messily in a clip, not worrying about work or bills needing to be paid or how desperately her room needed tidying. Her body had been stationary for most of the morning. It was a deserved laziness, in her opinion. But, a buzz from her phone signalled an incoming text, interrupting her and her tea once more.

matty <3

Sun, 9 Jun at 10:59 AM

Attachment: 1 Image

Thinking of you x

It was a photo of a small yellow origami star. He held it delicately between his thumb and middle finger, raising it up in the air in front of his hotel window. Este could see the architecture of the city he stayed in in the background. Germany, I think, she considered, though she couldn’t remember which city.

Sun, 9 Jun at 11:00 AM

Xx

:((((((((

Why the sad face

You’re getting all sappy on me and i miss you

Am I being too sweet for your liking??

Yea like chill for a sec

I’m smiling at my phone and everything

Soz x

But you’ve got me doing little crafts alone in my hotel room just because they remind me of you so maybe you should chill

Or maybe be less chill bc why are you never sappy or sweet with me ????? Hm???

hey I’m sweet !!!!!!!!!! Don’t be rude

The star thing is like painfully cute tho how do you expect me to top that

--- 22 June, 2019

Este ★

Sat, 22 Jun at 18:35 PM

Hey, I know it’s been hard lately and that you’ve been busy writing but this poem makes me happy and I think you need some hope at the moment

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Maybe you’ve heard of it already or will think it’s too simple but it's what I want to say to u :)

Matty’s heavy eyes stared at the bright blue light of his screen. The band were closing out on their sixth month of touring, and his head had gotten a bit cloudy. Desperate to get Notes On A Conditional Form out as soon as possible, any free moments they had were spent writing and recording. He poured so much of himself during every show and even more into every song written that not much was left when he was on his own. It was nonstop. Slumps like this were bound to occur while on the road, and now that Matty had healthier ways of coping with them, they weren’t as big of a deal. But they were still there, eating away at his energy—blurring the lines of his self esteem and self hatred.

The poem Este attached was “The Orange” by Wendy Cope. He hadn’t heard of it before. So, he read the words quietly to himself.

“At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—the size of it made us all laugh. I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—they got quarters and I had a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy, as ordinary things often do. Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park. This is peace and contentment. It's new.

The rest of the day was quite easy. I did all the jobs on my list and enjoyed them and had some time over. I love you. I'm glad I exist.”

Este was right about it being simple. But it was its simplicity that made Matty feel it deeply in his stomach. If he’d been sent such words by any other person in the world, it might have felt patronising—but coming from her, it made sense. There wasn’t anything that he loved more than things, art, that commanded him how to feel. Este knew that. And the words she sent commanded him to find light in the simple things. To bask in the innocence of life. To realise that if he isn’t happy, he’s just human. Fleeting moments of beauty are what matter. It was exactly what he needed to hear.

Este ★

Sat, 22 Jun at 19:00 PM

Please never stop sending me stuff

Reading the line “I’m glad I exist” felt so important

Because I am

Especially with you around x

--- 1 July, 2019

Luckily, flying from Stockholm back to Manchester wasn’t very far. So, it was easy for Matty to get on a plane to catch Este’s 28th birthday between his shows. He was a day early, but it was the only chance he had to come see her—so he took it. And somehow managed to keep it a surprise.

With Cate’s help, Matty followed through with his plan to Uber to their flat as soon as he landed; to drop off his stuff, grab food, and set up birthday decorations before walking over to Greenhouse to see Este. A bouquet of variously coloured tulips with brown paper surrounding it was cradled in his arms as he made his way. The sun peeked through the partly cloudy sky, beaming down on his tired state. He shook the nerves out and reached for the door handle.

The familiar chime caught him by surprise, as the seven months it had been since he’d last stepped into the shop forced him to forget that they were there. It brought Este’s attention to the front from her spot in the back corner where she was shelving. Sam poked his head out from the back room in curiosity.

“I heard an ‘Este Manansala’ turns 28 tomorrow…” Matty announced sarcastically before she realised who he was. The look on her face once she did was priceless.

“Oh my god. Shut up,” muttered Este as she weaved through the cramped furniture to embrace him excitedly. A giddy and uncontrollably happy laugh came from her belly had Matty leaned back while they hugged to lift her feet off the orange carpet.

“Happy Birthday, love.” he whispered in her ear before putting her down. Este tried to wipe the dumb smile on her face but failed. She kissed him instead.

Matty tasted like cigarette smoke and smelt of the flowers he held. The month between their last kiss didn’t stop her from recognizing the familiar shape of his lips when they were against hers. It lingered long and deep. They sighed into each other with satisfaction.

“What are you doing here? You’re mad,” reacted Este when they pulled away.

“To take you out on your birthday.” His hand remained on her cheek as he responded, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin. “And by ‘take you out’ I mean take you to the food I’ve put on your dining room table.”

“Have you already been by my flat?”

Matty nodded. “Went straight there after I landed. We boarded early, so Cate said I almost caught you before you left.” He laughed at the dumbfounded look on Este’s face as she struggled to accept the fact that he was real and face-to-face with her. His arms extended to shove the flowers into her grasp. Tulips were her favourite.

“Are you going to introduce me?” His finger pointed at Sam. “Or will you just stare at me with your mouth open right in front of your boss?”

She snapped out of it and turned to face the blond shop owner.

“Gosh, I’m sorry. Sam, this is Matty. My, um, my—”

“Nice to meet you, mate. I’ve been in here a couple times over the years and seen you then, but I’m glad to be formally introduced, I guess,” interrupted Matty.

It was a bit odd that he cut her off so quickly, as the timing allowed her to almost hear his fear of the topic—audibly in his voice. Her smile faltered slightly as the two men made small talk, and she spiralled silently about what she could’ve said. I should’ve just stopped at ‘This is Matty,’ instead of trying to explain who he is, thought Este. Did Matty think I was going to say he was my boyfriend? Do I want him to be my boyfriend? Does the idea of me thinking he’s my boyfriend scare him?

Her ears perked and she snapped back into the conversation when Matty mentioned that they should be taking off soon.

“Food might be getting cold by now, E. We should get going,”

“Matty, it’s half two.” She looked over at Sam for confirmation that she couldn’t just leave in the middle of her shift, but was met with a smug smile instead.

“Go on.” he encouraged with little explanation.

“Who’s going to look after the—“

“Oliver’s on his way. He wanted extra hours this week anyway.”

Guilt settled into Este’s chest. “You didn’t have to call him in and make him rush over just for me, Sam. I feel terrible,”

“I didn’t call him in. I put him down for a three o’clock start when I made his schedule last month.” Sam reassured, as he came around the counter to stand in front and lean on it. He crossed his arms, waiting for Este to accept that he had been in on the plan to let her off early.

But, she didn’t let down. “Then why would you schedule me as well?”

“Jesus Christ Este, to surprise you! Now please leave, I’m begging. I can’t take this any longer,” Sam said while laughing in her face and forcing her towards the door. “Happy early birthday.”

“How long have you had this planned?” asked Este, turning to Matty and waiting for a response.

“A while. Any more questions, or can we go?”

-

Este’s arm tangled within Matty’s as they walked the few blocks back home along the pavement. Her work bag was slung over his shoulder as she held the tulips and sniffed them occasionally for the comfort of their fresh smell. Now that the shock had disappeared and she had the time to fully take in his appearance, Este smiled at his outfit. The Vans tied round his feet were paired with a bright and fitted graphic tee, tucked into high-waisted green trousers.

“You’re staring at me.”

A giggle escaped her lips as her and Matty turned down her street and approached her flat. “Am I not allowed to?” she argued.

He shrugged, with a smile. “I don’t mind. Just want to know why.”

“Dunno, really. You’re just pretty. And I like your outfit.”

Her keys jingled when she pulled them out of her pocket to let them into the building. As they stepped in and through the next couple of doors, soon finding and pressing the ‘up’ button for the lift, Matty said, “You know, you’d think I’d be weird about you calling me ‘pretty’, but it actually felt quite nice.”

“I can call you ‘pretty’ more often, if you want. I think of it all the time, so I’d just have to start letting you know when I do,” Este suggested, turning her doorknob and entering her place.

There was a banner of letters that spelled out ‘happy birthday’ delicately strung across the wall that sat above the dining room table. The decoration was slightly crooked, but colourful and iridescent—so the sun pouring in through the window bounced off of them and shone glittery reflections all over the room. Floaty balloons were trapped against the ceiling with their strings hanging downwards at different lengths. A vase of water was the centrepiece, ready to be the home for the tulips that Este still held as she looked around. Her eyes travelled to everything else littered on the table; noticing the handful of tall tapered candles whose colours matched that of the flowers, confetti scattered across the surface of the stained wood, a bottle of wine, and a couple of takeaway bags.

A nervous Matty stood behind and waited for her to say something. When silence remained, as she continued to search for ways to thank him, he filled the space by slinging his arm around her shoulder and rubbing it gently.

Bringing his face next to hers, Matty asked, “Do you like it?” and pecked her temple.

“Does the general public know that you’re this soft of a bloke?”

He shook his head at her inability to take things seriously. “They’ll catch on eventually.”

Este laughed and turned to him, grabbing his chin, pulling it towards her to give him a kiss on the cheek back. “It’s perfect. You have a good eye,”

“Cate helped pick everything out. I’m not the best decorator. But she was busy dealing with the helium tank to fill all the balloons so I ended up laying everything out by myself in a rush. That’s why it looks a bit shit.” Matty explained, pointing at the crooked letters on the wall.

“Stop it,” she insisted, unwrapping the tulips to dip their stems in the vase and complete the decor. “There’s nothing ‘shit’ about you. It would’ve been enough even if you’d shown up empty handed and sat on the sofa with me all night.”

Stepping closer to the table to copy her, Matty unpacked the food he’d ordered for them. He uncorked the bottle and poured a glass of wine for each of them. She sat down, getting comfortable and increasingly hungry as her stomach rumbled. Hearing its noises and laughing, the two of them dug in.

Once their plates were scraped clean, Matty threw out a “Room for cake?” while a smile sat on his face, knowing they were both too stuffed to even sniff something sweet.

She cradled her full belly, slouching in her chair. “I can’t bring myself to turn down cake but I’m frightened that like, anatomically, it won’t fit in here.”

Matty got up and walked to the fridge to fetch it anyway. “Let's just do the whole ‘sing and blow out the candles’ thing. We can eat it later.”

The white box was set on the table. He let her open the lid and slide out the dessert herself. It was a small heart-shaped cake with light green and white piped icing, reading ‘Happy 28th Este’ across the top. Bright maraschino cherries lined its edge. She grinned at how perfect and delicate it was. A 2 and an 8 candle were peeled out of their package by Matty, who stuck them into the icing, getting a bit on his finger in the process and licking it. Once a match was struck and the wicks were ignited, Matty sang the classic song to her gently.

“Happy birthday to you,” he finished with the last line, maintaining eye contact from across the table.

Este’s brown irises glowed a honey colour from the warmth of the flickering fire, while her cheeks ached from the smile plastered onto it that refused to leave. Looking down to the cake to avoid confronting Matty’s phone that now pointed up at her as he took a picture, she paused to make a wish. He admired her through his screen. A couple of seconds passed before she finally blew out the flames.

As expected, they couldn’t bear the idea of eating a slice. So, they packed it up into its box and placed it back in her fridge, continuing to clean their lunchtime mess, collecting the dishes in the sink and tucking their seats in. But, Matty knew that the corny birthday celebrations weren’t over just yet—he still had her small pile of wrapped presents sat next to his bag, which he then picked up and brought over.

“You really didn’t need to get me anything. All of this is so great already,” she complained, guilty that she hadn’t done anything for his birthday, and gesturing to everything he’d done so far.

They found comfort on her fluffy sofa as he shook his head.

“It’s just something small. Don’t worry.” reassured Matty, who set the three rectangular gifts in her lap. They were similar in shape and size, individually & messily wrapped in patterned paper. He watched as Este’s apprehensive fingertips ripped through the material and revealed what was beneath it.

Of course they’re books, she thought, smiling at how predictable the two of them were. But, what she saw next caught her by surprise. As the other two got unwrapped, Este came to realise that they were all books she had been desperate to read. The shock came from the fact that she hadn’t ever mentioned the titles to Matty, and that as she flipped through them, they were written in. Sticky tabbed, underlined, and starred lines jumped out to catch her attention. Her mouth remained agape for a minute.

“How did you know that I’ve been wanting these?”

“Just looked at that app you showed me during Big Weekend. Came in handy,” he explained. “I picked the five from your ‘to read’ list that seemed the most interesting to me but only ended up getting to finish these three.”

“See, I told you it’s useful.” She laughed in disbelief as she inspected each novel. “Did you really read all of these and write in them for me?”

Matty nodded, grabbing one and looking through it himself. “They’re all great. Helped quiet down my thoughts, I think, since they’ve been too loud lately. Plus, they’re kind of like letters—everything I marked as important or stand-out, and every note I wrote in the margins was done with you in mind. Written for you. It made it fun,”

Este pulled him in for an embrace, squeezing him with delight. A couple of repeated pecks landed on his cheek.

“This is so thoughtful of you, Matty. I don’t know what to say,”

He kissed her once she finished speaking. Her lips had a minty flavour to them.

“So what did you wish for? When you blew out your candles?” Matty wondered aloud, while turning sideways and crossing his legs over one another, to face her fully.

Este copied him. “It won’t come true if I tell you,” she defended, “But there is something I was thinking of getting for my birthday.”

“And what’s that?”

“Do you know of a good piercer around here?”

-

Less than ten minutes later, Matty and Este found themselves walking side by side into the heart of downtown Manchester. Affleck’s was their destination; and the journey was short and sweet. She’d explained to him that she loved the adrenaline of getting pierced and was in the mood for some change. Since The Studio, the piercing and tattoo parlour within the beloved market, took walk-ins, they wasted no time before heading out of the flat with determination.

It was the early evening on a Monday, so there weren’t many people around, and there wasn’t a wait to get seen by a piercer. A couple of waivers were signed before Este winced in pain from the needle going through the cartilage between her nostrils.

Matty held her hand while it happened and hissed painfully alongside her as she squeezed his fingers to brace herself. The minute he complained that she was hurting him, Este gave him a death stare as the needle still sat in her nose and the piercer prepared the jewellery for insertion. Clearly her pain was a bit more intense than his. He got the message.

After it was done, she was handed a mirror to take a look. Este liked the symmetry of the new silver hoop that went through her septum; how it balanced out the weight of the plethora of jewellery stacked on either of her ears. She grinned at her reflection.

“I love it, thank you so much!” said Este, to the piercer. She then looked over to Matty, waiting for his opinion. He reached out to flick a piece of fluff out of her hair, lovingly.

“You’re like my little bull.”

There were stars in his eyes.

With their mission accomplished, they wandered around the rest of the shops without any intention of buying anything else. Her arm was linked with his. They pointed at mannequins clad in heinous clothing to make fun of them and people watched.

“Want to see something funny?” asked Matty as they approached a stairwell far too familiar to him.

“Depends on what it is.”

He dragged her up the first flight and Este’s eyes scanned over its walls. Every inch was covered in posters. A certain one caught her eye, and she instantly knew what he was referencing. Young Ross, Adam, Matty, and George were displayed on an angsty black and white poster near the floor, casually accompanied by ones of David Bowie, The Smiths, and Bob Dylan. Este couldn’t help but laugh at how different Matty looked in the dramatically contrasted shot.

“My god, look at the state of your hair!” she teased.

“A lot of people actually want me to bring the shaved sides back, you know.”

She stepped back and held her phone up, gesturing for him to pose for a picture next to the silly anecdote, still laughing. “I can’t even recall how many times I’ve walked up these stairs without even noticing your little face down there.”

Matty kept a straight face and held up his hand in a thumbs-down position for her photo. “I like to come here whenever I’m in town and have the time to. Seems to get smaller every time.”

“Okay, granddad.”

-

Their legs grew tired of sauntering around with no objective, so soon enough, they collapsed back onto Este’s sofa. She lazily put something random on the telly and sprawled her legs across Matty’s lap—laying down while he sat upward. Rhythmic circles were traced onto the skin right above her ankles by his fingertips as they happily relaxed in the privilege of doing nothing, but together. The lack of plans helped them appreciate every minute passing; how they somehow seemed to pass by slower and feel sweeter as they sat in each other’s company.

In need of the toilet, Este forced herself to leave the nestled position they’d spent the recent hours in. The chill enveloping Matty after her body warmth was no longer draped across him made him frown. But, she came back quickly, and wasn’t even gone long enough to need to ask him what she’d missed on the episode of Bake Off that flashed on her TV screen.

Returning to Matty and the sofa, she decided to sit on top of him. Her knees were on either side of his hips. He smirked at her forward and suddenly bold demeanour as his hands found themselves on Este’s arse. They were comfortable there.

“Have a good wee?” Matty asked with a laugh.

“Yeah, great actually. Thanks.” Her fingers combed through the long and shaggy section of his hair, near the front, to part it down the centre and tuck the curls behind his ears. Seeing more of his face was the goal in her action. “You look pretty.” she repeated, from earlier. Matty’s smirk morphed into a closed-mouth smile at the sound of her niceties.

“I feel pretty with you on top of me.” he retaliated, suspending the suggestive mood she initiated.

Este’s hands remained on either side of his neck when he brought her lips down to meet his. They moved against one another delicately, but both wanted more. It was only a matter of time before the lust between them escalated the heat of the moment. So, she deepened their kiss, pulling Matty in closer and shifting her hips to feel more of him and humming in the process. She winced when his nose brushed against hers and her fresh piercing, but it didn’t stop her.

The friction she created over his bulge made him groan. He pinched the skin at her waist with greed as his hands crept beneath her top. It only encouraged Este to continue with her fluid movements, his pants growing tighter.

As much as Matty wanted to revel in the pleasure of his girl hovering above him—one of his favourite places for her to be—he considered the fact that it was her birthday. Her day. The thought made him want to try something new.

“Can I make you feel good?” he whispered, breaking their lips apart for air and to squeeze his question into the muggy air.

She nodded against him, beginning to climb off of his lap to lay on her back; assuming Matty wanted to go down on her. But, he stopped her before she could. Instead, he just sat up straighter, nearer to the edge of the cushion beneath them, and used his hands to position her straddle over only one of his legs. He wanted Este to ride his thigh.

They didn’t bother taking off any of their clothes. His hands guided her back and forth, her eyes fluttering shut in indulgence as the seam of her shorts and the pressure of his leg pressed against her clit. She bit back a moan with her bottom lip trapped between her teeth.

“Let me hear you, E.” encouraged Matty. Obliging, the next roll of her hips dragged a string of profanity out of her throat. “That’s better.”

The tightness in her lower stomach grew. Hot breath cycled between them as they breathed through their mouths during the lulls that found their lips no longer tangled together. Este could feel his hard-on when the top of her thigh came forward to graze it, growing wetter and closer to her climax by the second. She was a mess, and putty in Matty’s hands.

His eyes were glued to her. The way she moved and moaned his name with determination drove him insane, and made it hard for him to ignore the throbbing in his pants. Her face dropped into his neck, scratching at his skin softly with her teeth as she whined.

“Harder,” Este muttered, clearly getting close. He listened to her command and used his hands to bring her heat along his leg with aggression. The increased force made her cry out into him, head still hidden beneath his jaw.

Matty let her moans heighten in pitch, feeling her start to shake against him. But, suddenly, his hands slowed down her movements. “No,” he told her, “Not yet.”

Cruelly, he deprived her of the feeling she was chasing. A gentler and slower pace continued, much to Este’s dismay, as she quietly begged for more.

“Matty, please,” fell from her lips with desperation.

In response, he began building up the pressure, but at a snail’s pace. Her hips buckled forward in attempts for any pleasure she could get.

“Ask me one more time, baby.”

Her thick hair fell around her face, sticking to her sweaty skin as her head spun. “I need to come. Please, let me,” she forced out to him between her heavy breathing, and as soon as Matty heard her words, he tightened his grip and encouraged her hips to move faster. The sudden boom of resistance on her sensitive core drew more noises from her mouth as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Este could almost see stars. Only a couple seconds of him grinding her against him and uttering filth into her ear finally brought her to her orgasm, the convulsed muscles in her abdomen releasing their pressure. A wet patch soaked through her shorts and onto Matty’s when she moaned his name. The two of them slowed to a stop to catch their breath and kiss hungrily once more. A giddy expression couldn’t be wiped from her face if she tried.

When she gained a bit of her composure back, still sat on Matty’s lap, she took note of the almost concerning amount of sweat that encompassed their skin and the now dirty clothing they were wearing. “I think I need a shower,” Este decided.

Matty scoffed. “You’re going to leave and take a shower? When this is what you did to me?” he pointed to his crotch in disbelief. He was painfully hard.

Giggling and with a shrug, she responded, “Then come with.”

--- 2 July, 2019

That night, they washed the perspiration off of each other (after the shower head Este promised) and threw on comfy clothes. Both exhausted, they planned on climbing into her bed—but when Matty caught The Goonies popping up on the TV out in the lounge, they ended up staying awake.

Not for much longer, though. They must have only seen ten minutes of the cult classic film before dozing off and spending the night with their jumbled limbs squished together on the sofa. Aching muscles were a theme of the morning that followed.

It was reasonably early when they woke. Matty remembered to wish Este happy birthday the minute he learned she was conscious, showering her face in playful pecks. She didn’t want to do anything more with her day though, and thought yesterday was kind enough for him to plan. A quiet day in with Matty by her side was what she wanted. So they did exactly that, and stayed round her flat to do more nothings. It was peaceful. It was needed.

The annoying thing was that Este didn’t allow him to smoke in the house. When it was a joint, cracking a window was fine—as she frequently did so herself—but she forced him to take his cigarettes outside. As Matty needed another one, she followed him down, to soak up all of him she could get.

But, in the back of her mind, Este knew she was looking for a moment to be serious with him. Have a conversation about what had been fogging her conscience since he surprised her at Greenhouse the previous day.

Leaning against the wall of her building while he took a drag next to her, she mustered up the courage.

“So,” she started quietly, “Do you see other people?”

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[nikeiyomiurioverthinker]

So.

Episode 10, huh?

Let's talk about it.

(Gonna make some references to this previous post of mine so you may want to give that one a read before reading this one, I'll try to make this as stand alone as possible tho)

So I was wrong about the name in the letter. This was signed Eden and not Julia as I had theorised.

I still was right about the fact that the name it was signed with was misleading on purpose, and that the killer used Arei's desire to be friends to coax her into coming to the playground and therefore be killed. So I'm taking like... Half a W. I'm taking the V.

Now, how does what we know now impact my theory about Hu being the manipulator, convincing Nico to kill and then killing Arei? Honestly, not that much.

Hu is still most likely the manipulator, Arturo having the sister secret helped us whittle down the 'unknown secret' list to 4 people (not counting Teruko because everyone and their mother knows that David lied and the secret he got is hers) and Hu doesn't really have any other secret that fits her. Her secret quote talks both about how she feels regret for what she has done but still wants to live, which doesn't really fit what we know about either the murderer or the hopeless child, and the other secret... Well, it's pretty clear that one is Veronika's.

The only secret that even makes sense for Hu is the manipulator one, so that bit remains unchanged.

Hu also definitely played a part in Ace's attempted murder, the weapon used was hers and she has been protecting Nico to an absurd degree- I know that Ace is an ass, but he is in more than the right to be distrusting of the person that tried to kill him, and it is also fair of him to find them suspicious because they don't have a set alibi, Hu is getting unreasonably angry at him. He could use a less shitty tone, sure, but I don't think he even really owes it to the person that almost killed him- Nico and Ace's situation is not black and white in the slightest, but Ace is not the bad guy here anymore.

(Nico is also really not helping themselves, honestly, who gets asked "what were you doing at the time of the murder?" and answers "just... Wandering around..." Nico please I know you are socially inept but you have to realise how suspicious that makes you sound-)

Back to the main point of this post, do I still think that Hu is the killer? Yeah, I do. We know that someone could have easily overheard what happened in the infirmary, it isn't as though anyone was being all that quiet in there, and the note makes the killer of this case look more manipulative by the second- and I already stated who I think the manipulator is.

And sure, Hu 'has an alibi', since she allegedly spent the entire timeframe of the murder with Eden, but alibis are notoriously the easiest piece of evidence to fake. We also don't have all that much knowledge about the murder itself, like why the fish was there in the first place. It's still too early to say that knowing the alibis for the time window between 7:30 and 10 PM is gonna be actually indicative of who had the means to commit Arei's murder.

So, for now, my opinion remains unchanged. Hu is still most likely our killer- the only real other potential suspect is Levi, but him being the most likely not first-time murderer in the group makes him, funnily enough, the least likely to have murdered Arei at the same time. I'm still waiting for him to become more relevant in the trial, because it's so weird that no one is asking him anything about Arei- like, did he tell her he had her secret? I'm hoping next episode we get some more answers.

[nxnw]

You were quiet today and i know its my fault. I should do better. I could and i shouldve. Im so sorry im a shitty girlfriend sayang. I know youre probably upset at me or angry at me and idk how to make this better. Idk what i should do and in really scared that you hate me. Im really scared that youre upset or angry at me. Im so so scared.

I called you a little early tonight, around 9:30 pm. I got home around 8 pm. And around 9 pm, i asked you if you had any plans tonight and if i could call you later. You said sure i can call you, you didnt have any plans tonight and youre probably going to bed later. So i settled my things quickly, and i called you. When you answered my call, you sounded a little off. Your room is dark too not like they usually are. Usually you would turn on a little reading lamp that is just bright enough to softly illuminate your face so that i could see you in the dark. But this time, the lamp is off. I thought you were already asleep when i called you but you were playing a mobile game on your phone. I thought oh okay at least i wasnt interrupting him sleeping. I asked about your day and tried to chat with you but you seem different. Its almost as if you difnt want to talk to me. Your responses to my questions were cold and short. I picked up on that. I didnt press too much, i didnt ask more details from you bcs i dont want you to get annoyed at me. I asked one last time if youre okay and you claimed that you were so i said okay. I let you play your game bcs i didnt want to bother you with more questions bcs you didnt seem like you wanted to talk more. I silently scrolled my phone. I was kinda tired from today and as i was scrolling my phone i passed out and fell asleep. But my ears were kind of aware of the noises i heard from my ipad, the noises you were making. Like my eyes are tired, they wont open but my ears are awake. I heard you sighing a lot but otherwise you were very silent. Too silent. I know something is wrong and i know its my fault and i had something to do with it. At around 10 pm, the facetime call dropped and now, its close to 12 pm now, you still havent called me back. I know you were awake bcs i heard you shortly bfr the call dropped. You couldve called me back sometime after the call dropped but you didnt. Maybe you didnt want to bother me bcs i was sleeping. Maybe you were annoyed at me and wanted sometime alone.

Im not sure if the call actually dropped by itself. I would assume it did. Sometimes facetime is crazy and this is not the first time this has happened in all the the times ive used facetime bfr. But i cant help but think of the worst. My brain is going into overdrive thinking about the worst thing. What if he himself ended the call out of bcs he didnt want to stay on the call? What if im annoying him? What if he hates me and it makes him feel angry to see my face?

I would get it tho. I hate me too. I understand if hes angry at me and im going to give him space. All the space he needs. I just dont want him to hate or be upset with me.

Sayang im so so sorry that im so bad at treating you sayang. And if you didnt want to talk to me or see me tonight, i get it. I understand truly i do. Im just gonna give you space. And if youre angry at me and its my fault im so terribly sorry sayang. Please forgive me sayang its my failt and im so so so sorry. I love you sayang and i would do anything to make it up to you. Youre my everything i cant stand the fact of you hating me. It would destroy me if im the cause of your distress or anguish or rage. I want nothing but happiness for you. And if happiness means me not being around you then thats what i’ll do. I’ll distance myself from you and i’ll give all the space you need okay sayang. I’ll be here if you want me and im so sorry sayang. Im so so so sorry if its my fault sayang which im pretty sure it is. Take all the time you need sayang. Im sorry again. Dont worry about me okay. I just want you to be happy sayang. That is all that matters to me. I love you so so so so much and all i want is happiness for you even if it means sacrificing mine. Youve suffered so much in the past, youve gone through a lot. I dont want to add to your stress and sadness sayang. I want to make you happy and i dont ever want to see you sad bcs of something bad that happen in your life sayang especially not if its because of me. Sayang im truly sorry if i made you sad or angry. Im so so sorry sayang i truly am. Its my fault and im so sorry. I admit im a terrible person. Youre sad now and its all my fault and im so sorry. I hope you can forgive me sayang. If you dont forgive me, i get it. I cant even forgive myself bcs how could i? I am such a shitty person i dont deserve love. I dont deserve anything good bcs i cant even keep you from being upset bcs of me. I made you upset and im so sorry. I know its my fault. I hate myself for doing that to you. Im so so sorry sayang.

[campingwiththecharmings]

THE ABC’S OF YOU (ty for the tag, @romanarose ❤️[sorry for the late reply lol i worked all weekend 😭])

Age - 30s (trust me, that's all you need to know lol)

Bed Size - queen

Cat names - don't have any cats. am sadly allergic 😢

Dog names- my puppy's name is Hazel, but if i had named her on my own it'd probably be something nerdy like Hermione or Princess Leia.

Essential start of your day- COFFEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Favorite color - depends on the day lol. either green or blue.

Ghosts exist - nah.

Height - 5'8"

Instrument you played in school - i played the piano for 5 minutes when i was 16, does that count?

Kids- none. don't want any either, my sister's kids are enough lol.

Mood- idk...stuck? not sure how to describe it tbh.

Night Owl - i used to be but i get up too early for that now and am usually asleep by like 11:30 these days lmao 😭

Overnight Hospital stay - when i had my gallbladder removed 10 years ago, my heart rate was high and they couldn't figure out why so they kept me for like a fucking week. they never did figure it out, i pm just told them i was leaving. 🙄 (fyi, my PCP did figure it out tho. i had an overactive thyroid lol).

Pet peeve - lol i have many, but the only ones i can think of rn are: when someone asks me a question from across the room and then says 'HUH????' in the middle of my response and i have to repeat myself; when someone is in the same room as me and will just randomly talk to me without saying my name or asking if i'm in the middle of something bc they assume i'm just sitting there listening to them the entire time apparently (both of these happen at work regularly and it drives me fucking insane).

Quiet time hobby - podcasts, writing, reading, playing video games badly.

Right or Left handed - righty.

Siblings - one older sister.

Top 2 TV - of all time i'm assuming? weird that it's only 2 lol. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and LOST (if i could add a third, it'd be Firefly).

Vacation- i went to St. Augustine last year for the first time. it was so fun, i love seeing old shit 🥰

Worst day of the week- monday 😭

XBox or PS4- lol can tell this is old. PS5. 😜 (i do have an xbox too i just haven't used it in a while)

Yummy food you like- i have an addiction to chips. specifically pringles and baked lay's.

Zoo favorites - i love the big cats, they're so gorgeous. also elephants, but they're not usually at zoos lol.

Start a new post or Reblog, and tag your friends!

I think Romana already tagged everyone I'd think to tag so lol imma abstain. But please feel free to do this and tag me in it! 🥰💖

[bubmyg]

i can’t tell if my neighbors are unreasonably loud all the time or if my past experience w my awful roommate has skewed my sense

[june-julie]

Unconditionally.

Benny weir x fem!reader implied smut

Implied Smut‼️ DNI if your under 18, or do I can’t stop you.

— summary; what much could happen on a late rainy night when you’re best friend is impatient to see you again?

— A/N; don’t ask where I keep getting my voluptuous gifs from 🤭 this was requested by @jeffreystanberg theres a bit of fluff at the start then I dive straight into smut ruthlessly

You were currently situated upstairs in your cozy bedroom, having made yourself a habitat of comfort to hide away from the eerie fall night weather and bit by bit your science homework was eating at you mentally and you felt exhaustion and immense boredom creep up on you, in nights like these you’d wish your parents were actually home; that way you’d have company from the Silence of the house and the occasional fire alarm beep, why did it always do that?

No one really knows and you certainly weren’t exceptionally perky enough tonight to try figure out the never ending beep, but what you were able to do was figure out what was that damn banging noise was coming from your windows, because maybe it was the slasher you had watched earlier in honour of Halloween coming up making you think you might come face to face with Freddy Krueger himself and that maybe you did pass out from exhaustion after all but before you overreacted too much you stepped up out of your comfort zone to figure it out.

Having looked out your window which was ever so slightly difficult to see out from due to the none-stop raindrops hitting the glass that adorned your house’s exterior you saw nothing, so you pulled up your window and peeked your head out from inside your room to see whatever gloomy bastard was throwing rocks and your window, and oh, would you look at that,

It was your favourite bastard, Benny.

There he stood, at 10 pm and utterly drenched and instead of going through the front door once he got your attention he climbed up to you instead, causing an internal frown to grow inside of you worrisome if he may trip. “Benny? What’re you doing outside my house at this hour? A-And you’re soaked!” You exclaimed. “I wanted to come see you” he replied once he was now on your roof, still not having come inside yet but wanting to as his impatience prevailed “now can I please come in?”

“Right yeah of course, here let me grab you a towel.” You said as you hurried to your bathroom, hearing him stumble inside from afar. You returned and handed it to him “you’re shivering Bens’ you should’ve called me before heading over if I would’ve known I would’ve drove you could get sick” well, drove in your learners license but who cares at this hour of the night?! What’s the possibility of meeting some stern officer-hackett-type this late?

“It doesn’t matter, cause I’m here now” Benny said, running the towel through his now damp-state hair, man he looked so damn gorgeous right now.. ‘do you think it would over-step the best friend code to go up and play with his hair whilst I kiss him or is that a bit too much? ‘ I thought, I’d never tel him that tho, Then again I never really told Benny at all about my feeling for him that bloomed ever since 6th grade. I never thought those feelings would ever reciprocate, I mean yeah sometimes Benny can be a huge flirt but I don’t see it any difference between me and a passerby girl who just happen to be on the same sidewalk as Benny.

“Can I ask why did you come over? Not that I’m not glad you did or anything heaven knows the house is too damn quiet tonight for my liking” you laughed a bit at your own awkward rambling. “I wanted to talk you about something.” He said pressing his lips into a firm line as he threw the towel on top of my bed, something was definitely off. Benny didn’t make a single sly remark once he came here and trust me; many offers of teasing was on the table. Yet here he was, standing In from of your with his brows narrowed, hands buried deep in his pockets and outwards

“And why couldn’t this wait ‘till we see each other at school? I mean-“ I was cut off “because this cant wait I cant wait, y/n. ‘Cause I’m done waiting. I’m done waiting for the perfect or right time it’s so stupid I just wanna say how I feel!” You’re stunned, your mind racing and having quite the few of ideas as of what, but you’re silent. You’re waiting for him to continue, to speak to say something, anything! And yet he’s still waiting for confirmation from me if he overstepped any boundaries by the sudden outburst of emotion.

“Then by all means speak” I reply, edging him to continue, was there such thing of verbal teasing? “ I’ve known this for awhile about myself but never spoke up on because I was too afraid of the outcome but it’s getting really hard to hide it and just can’t control myself anymore so I’m just gonna come out and say it.” I nod, as a way for him to continue his buildup to his confession.

“Y/n, I like you, and not just in a best friend way god no. I like you way more than that; and I think about you a lot. And I cant seem to stop it, at first I thought it was because of how much I stare at that beautiful smile when you laugh because I made you with what I said, Or i thought I was because of how much I love when you smile at something cheesy at your nose wiggles like a cute little bunny or even that your lips started to look too soft and I that I imagined what it felt like to touch them or even kiss them but now I realise it’s not how I love something about you it’s because I love you.”

I was utterly and completely stunned, was what he had said true? Or am I imaging like first thought with my whole Freddy Krueger theory. Whatever it was I couldn’t believe it these were the thoughts I was thinking of him quite daily and he just said everything my heart welled for, I think I just might start crying. I opened my mouth a few times to speak but I couldn’t seem to get the words out, instead it opted to me looking like a fish.

He just said he loved me. “I-I don’t know what to say.” I started, but before he got a chance to reply I spoke again “expect i love you too Benny, for quite some time now actually I can’t believe you didn’t notice actually I know for a fact I’m not sly” you laughed a bit, causing him to finally smile adoringly at you “i- really?” He replied a bit shocked “yeah! you have no idea how long I was waiting for you to say something or show any confirmation that you felt the same way back”

“No idea huh? Well you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do this” he leaned in suddenly and kissed me and I kissed him right back, but it wasn’t something of a passionate kiss, although there was much passion in the moment and works he spoke this was different, he was needy and rough, it’s like he couldn’t get close enough.

This kiss was heated, with a spark shooting straight down to my inner thighs and up, the butterflies in stomach migrating to my lower abdomen area. He broke the kiss momentarily and I leaned my forehead against his, panting for the air my lungs were screaming to gain just seconds ago. I looked into Benny’s emerald eyes that were oh so mesmerising, if this was dream, please for the love of god never wake me up.

Benny placed his hand on top of mine which was situated on his chest, then he guided it lower, heat rising to my cheeks and the tips of my ears. “do you feel what you’re doing to me, bunny?” Benny said, he’s voice strained almost. I gulp, he placed my hand on his clothed strained erection, the one he was hiding when he came in. I look down feeling my mouth water despite the fact I’ve never felt this way ever before for anyone. He places my chin between his thumb and pointer finger “ ‘gonna help me?” I nod feverishly at the brunette who stood very close before me, my eyes falling on his swollen glistening lips, he grinned like Cheshire Cat “good girl.”

Yeah, something tells me it’s not gonna be so quiet anymore in this house.

HAHA GET COCKBLOCKED B!TCHESSS you thought I was gonna write the smut here huh? Okay okay I’m just playing around, I might continue this if anyone wants it but I just never did fluff before so I wanted this as the first, even though i know you asked for it I still hope this is what you expected 🫶🏻 @jeffreystanberg

Please check my master list for more Benny one shots if you enjoyed this one

[antiv3nus]

✰ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ✰

✰ non idol, high schooler! kwon soonyoung x high schooler! gn! reader

✰ genre: fluff, slight angst, comfort, established relationship

✰ warnings: mentions of sadness & seasonal depression, other than that that’s all i think..?

✰ word count: 730

you’d been sad recently, but soonyoung couldn’t place what it was that had you so bummed out. he would ask himself throughout the week whether it was due to upcoming exams or seasonal depression; he just didn’t know what was bothering you so much. it’s not like you were crying or anything, you were just… quiet.

for as long as soonyoung had known you, you had always been introverted, but you were never as quiet and “far away” as you were now, especially with him. you had been kind of distant and you zoned out a lot more than usual. whenever he would ask you what was wrong, you’d brush it off like it was nothing. he hoped you weren’t keeping your emotions to yourself because you felt you’d be a burden to him.

it was about 9:00 pm when you heard your phone vibrate and looked down to see that soonyoung had sent you a message.

“hey y/n..? are you sleeping?” he asked you.

“no.. i’m still awake. what’s up?”

“can we meet at the playground by your house in like 10 mins..? it’s important. nothing bad tho!” he replied quickly.

the end of his message had made you smile. even with your mood lately, you could always look to soonyoung to put a small smile on your face. it may have been small, but it was something; he liked to think of them as small wins. you replied back to his message and told him you’d be there soon.

you threw on a thin jacket, grabbed your phone and made your way out of your bedroom window, not wanting to deal with your parents.

the walk to the park took about six minutes and your thought those few minutes would almost kill you. you definitely should’ve put on a thicker jacket, underestimating the cold weather. soon you arrived at the park, your mood slightly worse, but you saw soonyoung there, sitting on the swings waiting for you. one look at him had instantly make your mood perk up a bit.

the crunching of rocks brought your presence to his attention as he looked up, a smile immediately appearing on his face. he stood up and walked towards you as you spoke, “so what was this important thing we needed to talk about? and why outside.. it’s cold dude.”

soonyoung just smiled and took you into his arms in a tight hug. “i just missed you, that’s all.” you rolled your eyes and smiled at his warmth and words. “soonyoung, we see each other everyday.. what’s the real reason?”

he pulled back slightly and stared into your eyes. “i was just thinking and i wanted you to know that i’ll always be here for you. i didn’t want to tell you over the phone because it’s not the same. but just know that i’ll hold you, talk to you, cheer you up, whatever you need, always. i know you’ve been sad recently, i’m not really sure why.. but i’ve just been thinking, i don’t want you to think you have to go through that alone y/n. the reasons for you being upset might not make sense to me, but i can be confused and we both can be sad together! anyways my point is, please don’t be distant with me. you can let me in and talk to me about anything okay?”

you started laughing at what he said and kissed him on the cheek. “you’re so cute. i think i really needed to hear that. i honestly just think it’s the combination of the weather and stress that’s been killing my mood here lately. i’ll try harder to open up more about my feelings from here on out. but i appreciate you being concerned about me soon, so thank you.” his suspicions about your sudden sadness had been correct after all. one point for soonyoung!

soonyoung pulled away from you completely, the warmth quickly leaving you. “duh y/n i’ll always be concerned about you, i’m your boyfriend. what type of boyfriend would i be if i wasn’t.” he spoke matter-of-factly. “oh yeah, if you care so much about me, come back and hug me. it’s cold as shit out here, oh my god.”

soonyoung wasted no time to hug you again, smiling as he spoke, “i guess you just don’t do well in sweater weather do you?”

✰ hey.. 🫣 totally did not plan to not post on here for three months.. 🤡 but uh anyways! i posted ☺️

✰ thanks for reading <3

✰ hopefully there aren’t any typos & pls don’t steal my stuff (there’s like nothing to steal but i feel cool typing that regardless 😵‍💫🤫)

✰ likes, reblogs, and constructive criticism are appreciated <3

[harventheblorbo]

Hi! So idk if I sent this in yet cus I think I sent it to an acc that’s a lot like yours but if I did feel feee to ignore this lmfao. May I request a platonic Knock-out x teen reader. She’s his charge and about 15-16 yrs old but super chaotic, always getting into fights and trouble, getting scratched up a lot, etc. maybe how they’d get along or maybe like one night after finals and summer starts they go out for a drive and he heats up and she ends up falling asleep in him and juts finally getting peace and quiet but fluff?

Platonic Knockout x F! Human reader➵

Containing:... Knock out, F! Human reader

___ is female

Warning:.. A tad bit of blood but nothing major

Authors note: You did lmfao but I will delete the other one for you so it's not just sitting there 💀. I understand tho because I heard that tumblr is acting weird and deleting asks so it's okay!

You two first met when knockout switched over to the Autobots during the war. Everyone was wary of him and practically didn't want anything to do with him or from him. You were like that too when you first arrived at the Autobots base. No one wanted to talk with you and sometimes forgot about and walked or biked places that you needed to go that would require them.

Of course, when knockout came along, you two fit along and you became more social as time went on. When the others couldn't find you, they would find you with knockout and his station in the base. He would help ratchet with his tools and small things that would be counted as chores for the others

of course he did bring you with his races knowing that he would get punished but made sure to stop doing it so you and him could spend more time together. The other kids and bots would notice and urge you to stop hanging around but you would always tell them that you had to help knockout to get yourself from being bored which was half true but mostly used as an excuse.

Other than racing, one of his favorite things to do with you was listening to music as he worked or just on a late night drive to get away from all the bots nagging and gagging. you and him had similar music taste so it was easy to get along.

The kids thought it was weird that you like to hang out that was considered bad now 'good'. honestly, they did try their best to start talking to you more often but you just kept talking with knockout and felt guilty that they didn't talk to you as much as they should have.

Knockout did help you with your cuts and all that through the help of you teaching him about the human body. You would get in fights a lot at school so having your own doctor that was also your friend was nice. he would also help you with math you couldn't understand or you were gone for.

as much as it sounded weird to the others at the base he did help you more than the teachers would as cybetronions and normal math are similar. he would also do random trivia questions with you so you could learn better and would switch up the questions.

it was finally the final day of school. you and him studied for the finals and lost some sleep but not much for it. You saw him parked car waiting for you as the bell rang. You opened the shiny red door and got in. "so final day huh?" Knockout joked. "I guess so... it's a bit hard to get through my head that next year will be my last year" You chuckled as you strapped yourself in.

"At least now you will stop getting in fights and all that" Knockout teased. "I was just trying to have fun but of course, the rules aren't my rules" You stated as you glanced at the school that you would not have to see again for at least 3 months

you stayed up late last night hanging with knockout and laughing and cracking a joke here and there. you only realized how late it was when your parents messaged where did you go. "shit! I completely forgot.." You cursed at yourself as you realized your dumb decision. "what is it now?" Knockout asked now focused on you and not his project that he was helping ratchet with. "it's 10 pm and my parents are worried." You quickly spat out in a hurry messaging them back.

"It's fine, ill drive you back" Knockout suggested as he put down what he had in his hands. "thank you knockout" you thanked him as he picked you up and transformed into his alt car with you in the driver seat. you started to nod off and on showing clear signs of being tired. He turned on the heater and allows you to rest as he drives you home.

[iovejolie]

New York

Masterlist

pairing .⭒ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ angelina jolie x reader

summary .⭒ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ your fiance - angelina - and the kids come to new york to see you. things get a little spicy with you and angelina 

warnings .⭒ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ smut 18+ , cussing

lower case intended 

not proof read

it's wasn't like any other regular day in the jolie-y/l/n house hold.

angelina having to listen to the constant bickering. you weren't there you had to handle some business in new york.

"ok ok lets please calm down"

everyone calmed down and sat, ready to listen to what angelina had to say next.

"we have a lot of work to do, with cleaning, packing, and then us going to new york. so everyone pick something and lets do this" angelina said clasping her hands together.

everyone went and picked chores, angelina made her way up the stairs to her and y/n's bedroom.

receiving a call from her fiance.

y/n hello?

angelina hey, love

y/n everything okay?

angelina oh yea, um the kids are doing chores, and after that im going to make sure they are all packed

y/n ahh i cant wait to see you guys

angelina we can't wait to see you

y/n yeah, hey angelina

angelina yes?

y/n i love you.

angelina i love you too

hanging up you focused on the task in front of you thoughts about angelina over taking you.

3 days later

angelina and the kids had landed in new york. you'd been the one picking them up.

it was 9 pm, you were waiting for them to exit the plane. finally seeing them you smiled. once they spotted you all their faces lit up.

they made their way over to you hugging you saying how much ed they missed you. you telling them how much you missed them. lastly you got to angelina, giving her a kiss and hug.

you all made your way to the van. helping pack the bags in. getting in the car, you grabbed angelinas hand and began making your way to the house.

once you arrived you guys got the stuff out and you made your way inside the house, it was quiet. except for the music playing on the vinyl.

once everyone was in you locked the door behind you. everyone made their way to their rooms to get settled in. by 10 everyone was settled in and in their beds. you and angelina made your way to your bedroom.

getting in the room you closed the door behind you locking it.

NSFW smut :)

you went up behind angelina, resting you head against her back rubbing her sides.

"i've missed you so much" you said moving up and whispering in her ear.

"i've missed you more" she turned in your arms, hands around your neck.

the two of you kissed, not rough, passionately. it was the first kiss the two of you had shared in a while.

they kiss began to get more and more deep, hands wandering.

you hands made their way to her breast, cupping them rubbing them throw her shirt and bra.

she moaned in you mouth. disconnecting your lips from her you connected them to her neck. kissing all over.

her moans grew louder, "baby you have to be quiet the kids" you said in between kissing her.

she rolled her eyes, "please y/n i need more".

you began to unbutton her clothes, "lay down for me baby".

angelina got on to the bed and y/n began walking away,"where are you going?"

she didn't get a responses, y/n moved towards the closet, the box where she kept some toys.

she grabbed one of the strap ons and lube, tho she didn't need it angelina was wet enough.

you stripped your pants and underwear and shirt . leaving you in a bra. putting on the strap on, you climbed back on the bed in between her legs. she pulled you in for a sweet loving kiss.

"i've missed you so much" she said in between kisses.

"i've missed you more" you said pulling away lining the strap on up with her opening.

you began slowly thrusting in, not too fast not too slow, she began to let our soft moans again. music to your ears.

you could tell she was close, you began kissing her again. her hands wrapping around you neck.

all y/n was met with muffled moans, pulling away.

"remember you gotta be quiet the kids are sleeping" y/n whispered lowly in angelinas ear, biting her earlobe a bit.

y/n quickened her pace, moving in and out of angelina faster, angelina couldn't hold back, she was biting her lip trying to stay quiet. and she was on the verge of cumming. y/n could see that.

that's why she soon slowed down, making slow long strokes.

"i'm gon-" angelina cut herself off cumming.

y/n didn't stop, instead she kinda speed up her paces.

"fuuuuck" angelina said as she came down from her high.

you pulled out, laying next to angelina, removing the strap on. angelina sat up unclipping y/n'a bra.

she rubbed your nipples and began kissing. you were about to reach your high, just from that. she stopped reaching over and grabbing the vibrator from the dresser.

she began rubbing you nipples again and placed the vibrator in between your legs. once you came, angelina pulled away giving you a few more kisses.

she throw both of those things somewhere in your room, you guys will worry about it later.

END OF NSFW STUFF

the two of you climbed under the sheets.

you smiled, "you're so beautiful" you said kissing her forehead.

you swear you could see a blush, "hush, let's got to sleep we can change the sheets and shower and stuff in the morning i'm tired".

you giggled. "i love you angelina "

"i love you to y/n y/l/n soon to be jolie"

the two of you shared a kiss, you turned the lap off and the both of you dozed off.

the next day, you both were awakened by a knock at the door.

"good morning" you said to her.

"hi" you both looked at each other till another knocked interpreted the two of you.

"ma, y/n" vivi said from the other side of the door.

"vivi , give us a minute we'll be down in a a bit" angelina said to her, getting off the bed making her way around room picking up clothes and toys. you got up to help her out.

angelina peeked her head out of the room, "i'm gonna tak a shower i'll be down to make breakfast in a bit, go tell your siblings, okay?"

"okay" vivi answered.

angelina closed the door and locked it. making her way towards the master bathroom where the water was already running. you both got in the shower.

once you both finished washing up, you made your way to the closet, getting out some sweats and a graphic tee and some undergarments, angelina got the same. you both got dressed.

the two of you also changed the sheets on the bed.

you both made your way out of the bedroom downstairs, into the kitchen seeing all of the children. "good morning loves" you said.

they all responded with good mornings .

you began to help angelina cook breakfast.

"so what do we have planned today?" maddox asked.

"i have to go into work today but after that i have a lot for us to do" y/n responded.

angelina looked at y/n a bit upset they weren't going to be spending the day together but there will be more days.

"i have something planned for us today so we won't be bored" angelina said.

y/n kissed her on the cheek, whispering and 'i love you' in her ear.

angelina hummed.

once breakfast was finished everyone go their food and sat down. and began conversating.

just happy that they were all with each other again. y/n missed these days.

[ririsann]

Hi! I hope you're doing well~ I love the way you write and was hoping to get a request in!

But if it's okay, can I request the boys (Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Baji) finding out about a crossdressing reader? Specifically one where reader has been a part of the Toman Gang and doesn't speak too much. The guys assume her gender (Because of the way she dresses and her lack of speech) and one day she starts speaking and a rather feminine voice comes out from her mouth and the guys are just stunned.

I'm basing this scenario off of This Video! https://youtu.be/RJCFgnSkbP0

Anyways, take your time and make sure to stay safe and healthy ✌

「 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐚 」

the boys falling in love with a crossdresser.

𝐏𝐓 𝟏 ; 𝐏𝐓 𝟐 ; 𝐏𝐓 𝟑

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... ryuuguuji “draken” ken, sano “mikey” manjirou x f!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - SUPER LONG (wc: 1961), violence, spoilers- draken (after valhalla, not much tho), mikey (~190+/final arc/2008 IM SORRY)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - i split this into 2 parts bc it got rlly long!! pt2 coming soon HI ANON I LOVE U AND THIS PROMPT (and gin WOWIE) currently shaking im so excited I GOT THIS ON VACATION AND I ALMOST SCREAMED ON PUBLIC TRANSIT... all scenarios r diff bc i didnt know how to format it whoops haha long post but yes haha i loved writing this so much i want more of it  　⊳　tbh im pretty unsatisfied with mikey’s because its cheesy as hell and i just dont think it’s that great haha i might make a different one another time but for now its pretty bland :/

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 thought that you were badass as hell. more or less you made more of the plans instead of fought, but when you did fight you kicked ass. smart AND strong, what a combo.

though you didn’t talk much, he started to take a liking to you. too much of a liking. let’s just say that he had too many sleepless nights of thinking about his sexuality.

“(y/n), why don’t you talk? it’s kinda boring, ya know,” mikey asks. you shrug, not really having a real reason for being silent. but honestly, being quiet was nice. you didn’t have to get into any real drama or fights because you said something wrong since you literally don’t say anything.

“well, whatever. kenchin, wanna go get dorayaki?” the taller blond grunts in agreement.

“seeya, (y/n). meeting’s at 10 tonight.” the duo wave at you while they leave to go to terrorize some store with the sheer amount of dorayaki they were gonna buy.

you sigh. finally, some alone time. outside of school and touman, you really liked to sing. not really a loud belt, but more of a hum. you really like humming, it was nice. and it allowed you to use your voice for once since you also didn’t talk much at school.

it was currently only 5 pm, so you had a good four and a half hours until you had to show up to the shrine for the meeting. not like there was much for there to discuss, since there shouldn’t have been any big fights going on any soon.

～　龍宮寺堅　～

9:45 pm. your fifth division was pretty boring, other than the fact that sanzu was being a little more talkative than usual, so you went over to the first division with chifuyu and hanagaki. they didn’t really care that you didn’t talk much, though they were curious about you.

“oh, (y/n)-san, hey! how are you?” you nod and smile, showing that you were in a better mood than usual. you point to him. most of touman knew your body language at this point.

“that’s good! i’m doing well too!” you charade a laugh and look over your shoulder to see your own captain looming over you. not menacingly, since he knew that you were unexplainably important to touman, but like he was calling you for a while and he was losing a bit of patience.

“(y/n), we have stuff to talk about; me, you, and haruchiyo.” you nod and wave a goodbye to the first divison while catching up with mucho.

“we need you to look into a few people, but that’ll be a physical job that haruchiyo’ll help you with.” you raise an eyebrow, skeptical of your captain’s plans. you wondered if mikey knew about this. nevertheless, you nodded along.

“show up at the warehouse near the convenience store oh the fifth block to the east from here. wednesday 9 pm sharp.” you nod along with your pink-haired vice-captain.

before you could get the chance to go back to chifuyu and hanagaki, the revving of motorbikes stopped you. everyone rushed into untidy lines by division. you spaced out for the majority of the meeting, safe to say.

～　龍宮寺堅　～

wednesday, 8:58 pm.

you and sanzu both showed up at the warehouse that was mentioned the other night from your captain, though he was still nowhere to be seen. you look at your vice-captain, questioning if he knew anything. he was also quite quiet, so he simply shook his head “no” and continued to be on the lookout.

you ruffle your hair. you cut your hair pretty often, and pretty short too. i guess it gave some kind of illusion that you were a dude, which you were pretty sure that everyone in touman was convinced that you were [a dude].

“well, well, well, who’s this?” you hear an unfamiliar voice from behind you. you spin around to see a masked man who felt like they were 10 times your height. sanzu was also on high alert, hearing the voice.

you would never admit it, but you were trembling. absolutely terrified. was this an ambush??

“not gonna reply? alright, we’ll play this the hard way.” the man grabs your wrist and holds onto it hard. you were sure that it was bruising right in that moment. you try to kick him, but he just catches your ankle with his other hand.

sanzu tried to help you, though he was now occupied with more men that had tried to jump him. sucks that the both of you weren’t vocal in the slightest, or a lot of screaming and shouting would’ve been happening.

a few shouts from the masked man and his lackeys seemed to reach a certain brothel nearby. it also happened to catch the attention of a certain vice-president. 

the aforementioned vice-president took off running from his place, because his sense of justice was really high that night for some reason. he found it kinda strange, since he technically didn’t care about what was happening but just had a really bad feeling about it.

“hey, say something, pussy. too scared to say anything?” the man smirks and throws you across the concrete, gaining a small grunt from you. you were thankful for the hoodie you were wearing, though it now had tears in the back.

he walks over to you, his face saying “you’re gonna have the biggest beatdown in your life right here.” you weren’t really scared of him anymore, but your physical attention was more on sanzu and thoughts went to where your captain went.

you got kicked, skidding across the ground again. and again, and again. you were pretty sure that you had a few broken ribs at this point. he kneels down to your beaten body, preparing to punch you, assumingly over and over again, but hesitates as you flinch. the smirk on his face fades.

“what a puny fifth division.” he lowers his fist. “wouldn’t hurt if i just killed you right here.” he stands up, raising his foot over your head.

“any last words?”

you were close to unconsciousness, but you look up and see a figure running towards your aggressor. they were blurry, but you could tell that it was your gang’s vice-president.

before the masked man could say anything else, a forceful punch hit him in the back of the skull.

your eyes felt like lead. but you wouldn’t dare close them, because who knows, you were on the verge of death at that moment. closing them meant that you gave up, and in turn you gave up your life.

the rest of the fight was a blur. you assumed when the noise died down draken won and sanzu was safe. a familiar head that was half shaven, half blond picked your limp body up.

“(y/n)!? can you hear me??”

“i hear ya, ken.” you barely vocalize. your entire body was sore, so your usual body language was out of the question.

he was shocked to hear your voice. he thought that it would be deeper, more masculine, and a bit breathy from the lack of exercise it got, but it happened to be really smooth and a much higher pitch than he expected.

“we’ll get you to the hospital, just hang on tight.”

“i’m not sure if i can hang on for that long, ken. my ribs are broken,” you explain. “i’m probably bleeding internally right now--”

“stop talking, you’ll make it. i’ll make you make it.”

the next thing you know, the feeling of wind flows through your freshly cut hair and your face was snuggled into the neck of your saviour as he dashed towards the nearest hospital.

“thank you for being here, ken,” you breathed out. “i love you.”

you fell limp on his back. he continued to run, tears obscuring his vision.

“i love you too, (y/n).”

𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 didn’t really care that you didn’t talk. if anything, he kinda appreciated it sometimes. touman could get really rowdy at the wrong time for him so he would go and confide in you.

he was one of the only people to be fully fluent in your body language, alongside the captains, draken, and you family and a few closer friends. many times he would communicate with you in class when he wasn’t sleeping like this. (not like the teachers could do anything - they were too scared to talk back to mikey.)

when he came up to you one day and asked “why don’t you speak?”, you simply shrugged your shoulders and headed off to your next class. there was no real reason for you to not talk, but also no real reason for you to talk either. why communicate when you could just exist? or be an enigma, either one work.

he never asked again since you were unwilling to share your deepest secret (aka your voice). 

　～　 佐野万次郎 　～

“how many years has it been since emma and izana died?”

you held up 2 fingers. it had been only 2 years since the disbandment of touman, and both you and mikey were executives of his new gang, kanto manjikai*.

*i believe it would be kanto manji gang, since the “kai” means gang but i’m not sure if people actually call it that so kanto manjikai it is!!

he puffed and laid back onto the roof of the building the two of you were on. despite it only being two years, it felt like forever ago.

making a new gang with who was at the previous top was easy, though going through the problems of every other gang was quite... annoying. it was no problem for mikey, of course, just a waste of time. 

as you ticked your tongue to the beat of a faint song from a club nearby, you watched the sky for anything special tonight. as per usual, nothing happens. you’re not sure what to expect to be in the sky, especially with all of the light pollution in tokyo.

“why do you stick with me?”

you turn your head to the boy and stop clicking your tongue.

“why do you stick with me, (y/n)? you willingly stay by my side when we both know that you’re gonna get hurt one day because of me.”

you sigh and look back up into the night.

“...because i love you,” you mumble. how embarrassing. your first words after not speaking for several years were “because i love you.”

mikey gave you a puzzled look. you couldn’t see it, but you could just tell. he was shocked, surprised, confused, and even more. 

for one, you talked to him for the first time in what? three or so years?

“are you--”

“yeah. i’m a girl.” you laugh. you’re not sure why, but you did. “surprised, are ya?”

your voice was sore even after speaking just a few words. i guess you should’ve been doing vocal exercises at home after all, huh. well, it wasn’t like you were planning on speaking more anyways.

a comfortable silence was welcomed as the blond processed all of the information and you quietly hummed to yourself.

you turned back when you heard the rustling of clothes behind you where mikey was.

“where are you going?”

“let’s go out for a ride. we can get dorayaki.” he starts to walk off to the stairway, leaving you.

you run to go catch up to him, almost tripping down the stairs.

“mikey, is this your way of asking me on a date?” your voice echoed throughout the hollow stairway.

you couldn’t hear a verbal answer, though you did hear his footsteps coming to a halt.

“take is as you will. afterall, you’re still my righthand girl (y/n).”

[hotch-stufff]

hello, can I request an au where the team teases the reader because she likes Gibbs a lot and Gibbs do flirt with her... like pure teasing in the au... just the team teasing them both MANY TIMES, ALL THE TIME and reader getting all shy and blushing every time ... and Gibbs just smirking...

Blushing

gif by lucifersagents

Paring: Gibbs x Reader

Warnings!: flirting, a curse word or two, kissing, literally a bunch of fluff tho, and Gibbs being cocky ofc

Description: Gibbs decides to flirt a little, how were you supposed to know he was being serious?

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You had a problem.

Not really a problem, more like an inconvenience.

But it caused problems. You tended to blush, a lot. And when people discovered this, they would try and make you blush, a lot.

One of these people happened to be Leroy Jethro Gibbs, and he, being the cocky man he is, began flirting with you just to see that blush.

This was an even bigger problem because you liked Gibbs. Like a lot. You were probably in love with him at this point. He was just so ... so Gibbs. There weren't really words to describe the man. But he was driving you crazy with the flirting.

And boy did it happen a lot. On cases, in the office, in his basment, just about eveywhere.

Dinozzo and Ziva thought it was the funniest thing. Probably because the comments were so out of character for Gibbs, and because they definitely knew that you liked him.

But when he made one of those stupid comments your face would turn bright red, and Gibbs would get this stupid smirk like he had accomplished something. Which of course led the team to believe he liked you back and you would get the brute end of all the teasing.

Of course, you never thought anything of his flirting. You simply thought it was to mess with you, to find some amusement during the long days you all spent hunting serial killers.

What you didn't know was that he meant every word he said. Every innocent little flirt that would bring out the pink dust that appeared across your cheeks.

* * *

One day in particular he was very persistent.

"Mornin gorgeous." He spoke as he walked through the bullpen. Of course, you knew he was talking to you, so you glanced up rolling your eyes, blushing hard. He looked so good today, although he looked good just about every day.

"Morning Gibbs." You muttered. Barely even 9 am and he's already starting.

"I dunno how ya always looks so pretty Y/n." You looked at him, bewildered, because this was by far the most confident he had been. Usually it was a subtle little comment. Every now and then. You continued to stare at the man bewildered.

But when he caught your eye, he winked at you. The man FUCKING WINKED at you. You were sure your face was beat red at this point.

He turned around like he hadn't said a word, leaving you to calm yourself and try and get your face to look somewhat normal before everyone filed in the room. Of course there was no getting rid of that stupid red blush. Especially since the man you were practically in love with, just said those, those things to you.

"Already started Gibbs? And I missed it!?" Dinozzo says as he walks past your desk. You simply rolled your eyes again. Usually you would let the comment go, but you decided to say something back.

"Oh shut up Dinozzo. You're just jealous he isn't flirting with you." You aren't sure where this new found confidence came from, but you definitely appreciated it. Not only does it get a laugh from Gibbs, but also McGee and Ziva who had just entered the room.

Ziva sent you a look, shooting a glance at Gibbs as her own smirk adorned her face. She raised her eyebrows up and down in a suggestive manner, causing your blush to deepen. But you had just shut up Dinozzo, and that is no small feat.

Feeling very proud of yourself, you glance at Gibbs, only to duck your head again when you saw that stupid smirk. You knew what was coming.

"Well Y/l/n, quite confident are we?" He paused, probably to prepare you for his next words. "It's hot." Aaaand here comes the blush. Shyly, you ducked your head for the millionth time that day, and avoided all eyes. Snickering was heard across the room and you are 100 percent sure if you glanced up there would be...

That.

Stupid.

Smirk.

God that smirk was starting to do things to you. If Gibbs kept going like he was for the rest of the day, you might just have to die from embarrassment or waltz over and kiss the man.

The latter was looking more appealing at the moment. And as soon as Gibbs left the room, the teasing began. The constant teasing from Dinozzo about how you should make a move already.

You again told them he didn't feel the same as he gave you a disbelieving look.

"Sure Y/l/n, if you say so." And the conversation moved on.

* * *

A week or two passed and the comments were getting scarce, one or two a day. He hadn't ambushed you like he had that morning in a while.

And you hated the disappointed feeling you got.

You didn't really appreciate the flirting in front of other people, and the constant blushing was annoying yeah, plus the teasin from the team got on your nerves, but you liked the idea of Gibbs flirting with you. And you liked Gibbs.

Maybe he liked you too?

No, that's stupid.

It was just innocent flirting. He didn't mean anything, right?

You decided that you desperately needed to know. You decided to find out right then. You got in your car at 10 pm and drove to his house, finding him in his basement.

He heard you come down, and as soon as you stepped off the last step, his eyes dragged up and down your body, making you feel hot all over.

He was checking you out. And he wasn't very subtle about it.

"What can I do for ya ... bueatiful." Here we go.

"I wanted to talk to you." You spoke out meekly. Your voice quiet.

"Oh? Just talk?" He asked slyly, his eyes telling you a whole story.

"Y-yes." He noticed your nervousness and a look of concern flashed across his face. He knew you would get shy when he flirted, never nervous. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Your next words took him a bit by surprise. "Why do you flirt with me?"

He looked rather shocked for a moment before recovering.

"Why?" Was his only response.

"I just wanna know. Does it mean anything?" He wanted to say no. That it didn't mean anything. Just to see you blush. That was why he did it. Thats how it started anyways. But then he got addicted to that blush. He fell in love with your adorable blush.

"Yes." Your cheeks tinted and you smiled.

"Well then. Are you going to just talk?"you asked, referencing to his earlier words. And there was the smirk. That handsome smirk you had no doubt fallen for.

One moment he was standing next to his boat and the next he was kissing you fiercer than you though possible. Brushing strands of hair from your face, he deepened the kiss, his tounge fighting against yours. You whined into his mouth, causing him to smile against your lips. He broke away only when the need for air became too strong.

"I love ya." He pecked your lips. "Georgous." You giggled shaking your head.

"I love you too. But you know what I love even more." This was gonna be a long shot. But you had to see if it would work. He looked at you confused, tilting his head adorably. You paused for only a second longer. "Your ass."

And his cheeks tinted bright red, as you smirked.

Now you knew exactly why he had done it so damn much.

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fic rec vi ♡

hi!

this is a another new set of fic rec and i’ll probably do a compilation of genre (?) just like the first ones.

made some changes like tidying up a bit and adding summary, for those that doesn’t have any summary i’ll try my best to add my own summary (it will probably be shit tho, i ain’t making a smut summary guys, i’m not confident in my describing a fic ability but i’ll try my best. if its in italic it means i made the summary hehez )  if the summary is shit, i made it okay.

read and support the fic and authors here: the fic rec ♡

a for angst

f for fluff

s for smut

// for series or list

nct 

jeno

no title by @tyongf-nct | s

- smut blurb.

body guards and boyfriend by @pastelsicheng | f

-  sometimes the only way you can really get some alone time with your boyfriend is by making his job hard.

lipstick smears by @kopikokun | f

-  jeno never thought trying to get his makeup artist’s attention would be this hard.

jaehyun

[10:30] by @moonttaeil | 

- a lockdown moment.

[2:40] by @nct-jungjaehyun | f a

- cute quality fluff time with bf!jae with a dash of angst.

[11:41] by @jeongvision | f 

- family time with apples.

just like magic by @starryhyuck | f s

-  jung jaehyun’s body count is almost as high as yours. however, after yuta spreads a nasty rumor, you learn that jaehyun’s always imagined those girls to be you instead.

love to hate me by @moonctzeny | s a 

-  you and jaehyun meet as sm trainees, developing a friendship until he debuts and you decided to leave the company and pursue a solo career. when you reunite again in a music show and he acts like he barely knows you, you stubbornly begin a series of hate-brimmed sex rendez-vous. your touch-and-go relationship continues on, until a song collaboration will force you both to deal with all your repressed feelings for each other.

moving on by @ddeonghwaa | f a

- reader has been chasing jae for some time but when she moved on jae suddenly enter the picture.

sun&moon by @ppangjae | f a

-  asking jeong jaehyun to accompany you to your family’s 1-week christmas vacation as your boyfriend has its consequences. one can surely get through 1 week of pretending to be in love with an enemy, right?

snack run with a snack by @kopikokun | f 

-  on your usual movie night with the members, they assign you sudden snack collecting duty. you’re a little peeved, but at least jaehyun offers to tag along. Unfortunately for you, things really aren’t going in your favour tonight.

lover boy by @neoct-zen | f s

- bunch fics of lover boy jae and reader.

jungwoo

one more time, please by @haequarius | f s

-  you don’t know what you and Jungwoo are, but you are certainly weak for him.

jealous by @whiplashsan | s 

-  jungwoo is all smiles and sunshine until he gets jealous, and he just so happens to get jealous over the smallest things when it comes to you.

doyoung

sugar, spice and everything not nice by @alreadyblondenow | s

-  doyoung getting your ring size wrong, unprotected sex, kitchen sex, slight fingering, wedding tragedies.

no title by @ncteaxhoe | s

- dom!doyoung, rough? i need holy water.

the little one by @ethaeriyeol | f 

-  a gift of life; female reader x husband!Doyoung; fluff, light angst, married au

lucas

exquisite taste by @weishenkonbini | s f

- smut but with a fluffy ending.

for you always by @labyrinthsofyou | f

-  in which you surprise yukhei when he forgets about your date.

6:19 by @cozykpopblurbs | f

- a cute fluff ft kun and winwin.

10:18 pm by @nctsoftarchives | f

- reader supports lucas at his superm debut stage. 

16:47 by @sichengssmile | f s 

- a fluffy smut. lucas a big boi.

missed you by @tokyobts | a f

-  after you and yukhei broke up, yukhei still has feelings for you. he reaches out to you at school and tries to get you back. at first you avoid him but later his actions manage to make your heart flutter. you’ve come to a sudden conclusion that you maybe still want him in your life.

johnny

34 + 35 by @domjaehyun | s 

- you and your husband johnny decide to take your marriage to the next step.

i couldn’t wait a little longer by @alreadyblondenow | s f a

-  you two were never together longer than two days, but the feelings, oh the feelings that you have for each other is clear as the day. it was a never-ending try of making the relationship official. johnny tried, you tried but it never happens.

what happens in korea, not stays in korea by @alreadyblondenow | f s 

-  a week vacation in korea for your sister’s wedding became even more exciting when a famous dj had a crush on you. johnny was sure that it’s love at first sight. not putting both of your careers on the line, you two had no regrets when the time comes and you finally leave.

laundry day by @immabiteyou | s

- a domestic fluffy smut.

make a wish by @sluttyten | s f a

-  you’re jungwoo’s sister, and he’s made it clear he wants you and Johnny to have nothing to do with each other. so you and johnny start fake dating to piss him off.

want it all by @sluttyten | f s 

-  you are entirely innocent to the point of being naive. johnny is not innocent, but he loves that you are because it means he can teach you everything you don’t know.

sungchan

wish i was her by @softsungchan | f a 

-  you wished you were her, laying in Sungchan’s arms and feeling his warm breath on your neck, giggling about sweet nothings whispered into the starry night. You wished for it to be you, the girl he liked.

2:21 am by @the32ndbeat | f 

- sungchan being whipped, thru a text message.

haechan

14:52 by @ukiyoexo | f

- a cute haechan and reader ft the reader’s baby sister moment.

prince’s order by @nsheetee | f

-  prince haechan nurses you after you faint, and orders you to stay with him until you feel better.

sweet treat by @markresonates | s

-  haechan takes you for ice cream but all you can think about is sex with him.  when you act like a brat, eventually you end up in the bathroom. with no panties. 

clingy by @love-mi | f 

-  I’m not clingy! I just love your company and constantly want to be around you and have your full attention at all times

mark

hyuck is always right by @luvrenjun00 | f 

- ceo!mark x reader ft baby donghyuck. a tooth-rotting fluff.

taeyong

snow storm by @whereisten | f s 

- a fluffy smut whilst a snow storm.

1:59 by @smoll-tangerine | f

- reader and taeyong ft my favorite game (where i always die first) among us!

bts

taehyung

is this allowed 1 2 by @seokiie  | f s

- how were you supposed to know bts would be filming at your coffee shop today? how were you supposed to know a certain curly-haired boy would take a liking  to you?

cabin pressure | f by @jiminrings | f 

-  pilot!y/n who accidentally became famous bc of a viral post about her, best friend!jimin!, taehyung having a shy lil crush on you aND ot7 being meanies for a tad bit :((

art major!tae and biochem major!yn | f by @jiminrings | f

-  tae’s cold and probably needs a friend more than he needs a model, y/n feels this nEED to take care of him, a term of enderment then a dash of emotional constipation and a sprinkle of jealousy :D

gank mid lane by @kimtaehyunq | f s 

- gank / verb: (in a video game) use underhand means to defeat or kill (a less experienced opponent)

birthday surprise by @ephemeralkookie |

-  like every year, you prepare a little surprise for your boyfriend’s birthday, one that you’ve been preparing for days. and after a very tiring day, taehyung only wants to spend the night in your loving arms.

jungkook

cookies & cream | s by @1kook | f s 

-  jungkook will watch a thousand cheesy christmas movies if it meant making you happy. (and maybe having his dick sucked.)

unholy night | s by @ephemeralkookie | f s

-  after a christmas day passed with the Jeon’s family, Jungkook decides to transform the holy night into an unholy one.

‘a short’ abstinence | s a by @seokiie | s a

-  maybe blue-balling you boyfriend (who has an insanely high sexual drive) wasn’t the best.

in which she’s done with him by @minstrivia | a

-  jungkook angst/fluff where he always pushes oc away (who confesses her feelings but was cruelly rejected) and insults her but she always comes back to take care of him when he’s drunk or picks him up from his one night stands and she finally decides to leave him alone.

bad influence by @noteguk | s 

-  in which you know jungkook is a bad influence on you, but you can’t avoid falling for him every time.

jock!jk and shy art major!yn by @jiminrings | f

-  established relationship ft. jock!jk and shy art major!y/n, y/n gets an unexpected pep talk and jungkook doubts himself, and either so much tears or so much dUST according to kook

special affair by @1oserjk | f

-  sugar daddy au except it’s just jk spoiling u thru animal crossing

fairy of shampoo by @ironicarmy | f s

-  sundays are for relaxation, house cleaning, and happiness.

abstract ft bob ross by @mimithings97 | f

-  paintbrush in one hand, joint in the other and you sitting on his dick is what jeongguk wants. and what jeongguk wants, jeongguk gets.

badboy!jungkook by @jungshookz | f 

- badboy!jungkook falls for good girl reader ft the boys and the reader’s apple. 

growing by @lesgetittkookie | f

- dad!jungkook teacher his daughter how to walk. super super cute family/domestic fluff.

quiet, baby by @bratkook | s 

- i don’t how to write a summary on smuts so imma just put this. reader and jungkook doing something in the subway.

still want that by @whatifyoulivelikethat | s

-  fucking min yoongi ex-girlfriend? a terrible idea. being hopelessly in love with her at the same time? an even worse idea. knowing he was being used and still doing it anyway? ah, Jeon Jungkook, what are you doing? part 2 of savage love.

desiderium by @jeonggukingdom | f s 

-  “we’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still so horny?”. a newlyweds!au smut.

chapstick by @softyoongiionly | f s

- based on the time Jungkook said he needed someone to scold him so he’d remember to put lip balm on. or jungkook’s had a really long day and the only that can make it better, is seeing you. 

lover boy by @jingukk | f 

-  jungkook likes you. a lot.

unexpected confession by @sunkissedjk | f

-  you gathered up the courage to confess your feelings, but it seems everyone in school knows about it before you could even find him.

string attached by @ephemeralkookie | s

-  jungkook is what we can call your sexfriend. No strings attached, just you and him having fun and releasing the huge pressure and stress of being idols. But after spending an entire day together, you realize that maybe he’s not just your sexfriend.

no title by @himbojk | f s 

- dilf jk.

astro

eunwoo

ceo!eunwoo by @m0onbean

no title by @yutopiada | f

- a cute idol!reader and eunwoo moment at a music show.

disney by @bangchan-sonyeondan | f

- a cute date with eunwoo at disney. reader likes vintage things hence using a disposable camera.

baby, it’s cold outside by @fresh-outta-jams | f 

- a cute cold christmas fluff with eunwoo ft. the boys. reader went to the boys’ place for a sweater and cocoa gift exchange.

got7

yugyeom

cruel brothers by @imsarabum | f

-  jackson and jaebum have always acted as if they were your big, overprotective brothers. so when they both walk in on you and yugyeom in a very intimate position, things get a little tense!

txt

soobin

a special night by @gyuluster | f

-  an intimate insight on the first night of choi soobin’s wedding, consisting of kitchen floors, witches and an eternity of love.

boughs & branches by @jeogiyall | f 

-  decorating the tree with boyfriend! choi soobin from txt! fluffity fluff fluff with a lot of cute fluff thrown in and a dash of christmastime fluff. 

sleepy binnie by @immabiteyou | s

-  “i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now. “ a sleepy soobin smut.

cake by @immabiteyou | s

- reading waiting for mc soobin with the guys. a cute fluffy smut moment.

kpop oc/s

seri by @ggukkiedae

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