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NEW MUSIC FRIDAY PICKS 21.06.2024

That's How You Make A Villain Pt 2 💽 - Emlyn (empowerment chapter let's gooo)

Glass Half Empty Pt 1 💽 - VOILÀ (cool new band I just got into, go check em out)

The Secret Of Us 💽 - Gracie Abrams (WITH A TAYLOR FEATURE HELLO?!?!?)

Stone Cold Summer 🎵 - South Arcade (newest summer bangerrr)

Homesick 🎵 - MICO (new long distance anthem)

Let's Start A Cult 🎵 - SOAP

Low and High 🎵 - Foley

please please please (acoustic) 🎵 - Sabrina Carpenter (she's so prettyyy)

Best Card 🎵 - cameron sanderson

[sheylads]

really on the spectrum about my fictional country and I lowkey want to make like. census records or something for every single person that has ever existed there in history

[peaktora]

𝐂 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘 ˚◞♡ ⃗ satoru gojo

𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬 ┊ your husband is unbearably clingy.

𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 ┊0.9k words. no pronouns used or specified gender for the reader. intended lowercase. established relationship (#married).

a/n. — i’m warning u guys right now that this is not proofread 😭 .. i literally just typed this up rq and posted it bc it’s been too long since i’ve last posted something on here

p.s. the prompt was in my notes from a longgg time ago, but i believe it’s from @/creativepromptsforwriting .. if not please lmk !!

"c'mere, hold my hand," satoru pleads for what has to be the third time. he pouts at you, who’s sitting on the countertop.

your brows furrow as you look up from your phone, "but, you're washing the dishes?”

he twists the faucet handle, and a steady stream of water flows down. after a brief glance at you, he places the plate beneath the water and says, "i know how to multitask, baby."

clinginess is defined as “the tendency to stay near someone for emotional support, protection, ect.” but there has to be another term for what satoru is, because you can't give any of those things while holding his hand right now.

you let out a deep breath and turn off your phone, watching as the screen fades to black. "satoru, there's no way i'm sticking my hand in that dirty dishwater," you say, sliding your phone into your pocket.

he practically shoves the plate into the drying rack. "i can't believe this," he huffs. "we literally had vows."

“what are y—“

“we had vows that said you’d love me in sickness and in health.”

"well…are you sick?" you ask, crossing your arms across your chest.

he pauses his task of washing dishes, leaving them untouched. leaning over the sink, he rests his arms against its edge. he steals a furtive glance at you, only to find your gaze locked onto him. with a hint of hesitation, he softly mumbles, "no..." before you can respond, he interrupts, "but i’m in health, and the vows said that you have to love and cherish me in this state too."

you lean back, searching your mind for what the alternative of holding his hand would be. because in no world would you hold his hand in dishwasher. then, it hits you. "for now, would a hug make you feel better?"

he answers your question with a hum, and you can't believe he's debating whether or not to accept your offer after all that drama over holding hands in dishwater. even so, he adds, "i'll have to give it some thought."

two can play that game.

“it’s okay,” you say, gracefully hopping down from the counter. a smirk spreads across your face. “i could just go—sit on the couch?” slowly, you start to walk in his direction and make your way over to the living room.

he doesn’t say anything, letting you do as you please. it’s not until you start to pass by him, that you get the reaction you wanted.

or atleast, somewhat similar to what you wanted.

"on second thought—" he exclaims, and the dishwater swirls around him as he turns around, his hands still wet and dripping.

you cringe as small puddles gather on the tiles. "hey—" but he interrupts you as he reaches out to grab your wrist. “ew—I—what the hell?”

you instinctively try to pull back, but he slips his wet hand in yours; sealing your fate.

“satoru—”

“what happened to nicknames?”

“satoru.”

"’m not sure who that is. i go by a lot of names, but not that one. lets go down the list, yeah?” he clears his throat. “i go by "babe, baby, swe—"

"you should consider adding "gojo" to that list."

"now, when have you ever called me gojo?”

"right now, in exactly ten seconds.” your husband gasps, hanging his mouth open. “satoru go—"

“woah woah woah—what’d i do to deserve this treatment?”

“you put your dirty dishwater hand in mine.” you jerk your hand back, struggling to escape free of his grip.

his grip tightens on your hand, “if you’re feeling like not loving me today then just say that.”

“hey—don’t discredit me. i offered you a hug and you said you had to “think” about it.”

“cause holding your hand ‘s better.”

you sigh, “after you’re done with the dishes, you can hold my hand as long as you want.“

he lets out a soft, thoughtful hum—the same hum that got you both into this situation in the first place. at the same time you shake your head, a mischievous twinkle appears in his eyes, and a smile twists onto the edges of his lips. "deal" he says, shaking your hand. “but before-“

you tsk, making him drop his excuse.

“wh—“

"the quicker these dishes get done, the quicker you’ll be able to hold my hand. so get on with it—go," you playfully command, and his grip loosens in response. seizing the opportunity, you slide your hand out of his grasp. you look down at it, seeing bits of food that’ve stuck to your palm. gross.

you walk over to the sink, feeling the cool water flow over your hand, washing away the food and dirt that clung to your skin. as you stand there, you hear satoru's voice grumbling from behind, "i hate doing dishes,” and you can’t help but snort.

before you know it, you feel his presence close behind you, his body pressing against yours. his arms encircle you, creating a cozy pocket of space between the counter and his body. satoru leans over your shoulder, gets a sponge from the soapy water, and starts washing a bowl. you simply lean back and look at his features.

the sight almost makes you want to stay in his arms forever. that is, until you realize the predicament you're in.

“you did not,” you whine. you desperately try to break free from the cage he’s trapped you in, but your attempts prove more and more pointless.

"oh, yes, i did," he declares with a smile. “what did you say earlier?" he clears his throat before proceeding. "the faster these dishes are done, the sooner you'll be able to hold my hand," he says, mockingly imitating your tone. "so, the faster these dishes are done, the sooner you can leave and do anything you want."

you sulk and moan while you reluctantly grab a dish and a spare sponge from the sink. “i hate you.”

“i love you more.”

[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

Eyooo! I had a longgg ass day at work today and was wondering if I get a Drabble of Aemond relaxing me after a long stressful day at the red keep

Ahhh, I have made you wait over two months for this, and I am so sorry! ANYWAY. I hope this tickles your pickle.

Warnings: Smut. Word count: ~760

Author's note: No gods, no masters, no tag lists. Only scabs community label fics. If you find yourself tempted to slap a label on this, please block me instead.

She sinks down into the tub, sighing in relief as the warmth of the water envelopes her, slowly soothing the ache in her back.

Today has been a real test of her patience. While her husband, Aemond, has been attending to his duties as Prince Regent, she has been attending to hers as his wife. It is a title she has never felt any resentment for until today.

She had been left in charge of entertaining the ladies of the court while Alicent was needed elsewhere. Between the tedious gossip and uncomfortable chair she'd had to sit in all afternoon, she'd been subjected to prying questions about when her and Aemond might produce an heir.

Her face aches from the pretend smile she has had to feign for hours and her mood is foul. She wants nothing more than to soak in her bath and be left well alone for a couple of hours.

Closing her eyes, she relaxes, laying back and basking in the peace and quiet. That is until she hears the door to her and Aemond's quarters creak open, the familiar sound of his boots upon the flagstones.

Gods, did he ever pick up his fucking feet when he walked?!

She keeps her eyes closed, doing her best to ignore the sounds of him moving around the room. She can hear him unbuckling his tunic and removing his boots.

Not ready to surrender her tranquillity just yet, she hopes he will move away to the bedchamber, but any hopes of that are dashed when he begins rustling through parchments on his writing desk. The sounds of him tutting every so often as he does this finally forces her to crack an eye open in irritation.

"Must you be so noisy?" She snaps.

He looks up from his papers, clearly startled. "I wasn't aware I was making any noise..."

"It is impossible to relax around here."

"Might I be of assistance?" Aemond asks with a sly smile, walking slowly over to where she bathes.

"No." She replies sulkily.

He smirks, kneeling beside the tub and rolling up the sleeves of his undershirt. "What's gotten into you?"

"My day has been awful, and you are not helping with the absolute racket you insist upon making."

"Hmm." Aemond muses, his long fingers stroke across the surface of the bath water, causing it to ripple. "Sounds an awful lot like you are being a brat."

Her eyes widen in shocked offence. "I am not."

"You are." He insists, his arm lowering beneath the surface of the bathwater, his hand dipping between her thighs, they part upon instinct. "Now will you allow me to help you, or are you going to continue to sulk?"

She draws in a shuddering breath as he begins to circle her pearl agonisingly slowly. The warmth of the water, combined with the heat from the fire that crackles within the hearth beside them, both serve to add to the intensity of what she is experiencing at the hands of Aemond, making her feel light headed.

"Use your words, or I will stop." He chides.

He slips his middle finger inside of her and she whimpers. "Y-yes." She manages to stammer. "Need you."

"There you are." He coos, working his finger against the spongy spot deep inside of her, the heel of his palm grazing against her bud with every movement. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

Water splashes over the sides of the tub and onto the floor as he increases his pace, causing her to gasp and grip the sides of the bath so hard her knuckles turn white.

His eye watches her face carefully and with every pump of his finger he draws her closer to her peak as her sensitive inner walls begin to clench around his digit.

"A-Aemond..." She cries out.

"I know." He smirks, crooking his finger a little more, working his hand a little faster. "Give in for me."

It is as though the simple act of being granted permission is all she needs to let go, as no sooner have the words left his mouth than she finds herself bucking out of the water, white hot intensity flooding her body with every contraction, as she climaxes with a strangled cry.

"Good girl." Aemond murmurs, once she has ridden out her high and lowered back down. He withdraws his hand, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek. "Dry yourself off and lay on the bed, and I'll see what I can do about making sure what remains of your attitude has left you."

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[vesanal]

₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊The 20th Day of Writemas₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊

HEY. SO. OKAY. I KNOW. I was SOOO busy today y’all (plus my long ass nap didn’t help with my time management). It’s going to be REALLY short. Sorry!!! Love y’all so much, hope ya understand! Here is the invite post and here are the prompts I’ll be doing today! :D

Prompts used:

Feeling: The ache of a smile

Dialogue: "My feelings will never change. But by God, I wish they would."

A bit short but it’s going to be worth the long longgg wait. Still sorry about that lmao. Going back to Perce again because he is pretty cool and I haven’t written for him in a bit (if you don’t count the one line of dialogue he got some time ago).

Read about the WIP here!!

Hope ya likey! 

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Perci stared out over the stone ledge of the balcony. A view like this was an extraordinary sight to take in. Dawn’s early light reached across the sky and scooped the darkness of night into its arms, creating a landscape of bright orange and sunkissed pinks. He grazed his hand across the smoothe stone finish of the ledge he leaned over. Tracing the grooves on the light colored slate, he looked across the city’s streets. Not many populated the streets at this time of day. Most were already hard at work, having no time to play around but rather work in the vast town square. 

He shifted his focus over to the square, to the shopkeepers and merchants. Not long ago he was doing the same thing as they were. Though, he was very sure they were in a better circumstance than he was, being in the capitol and all. 

Perci rolled his eyes at himself and continued where he left off in his gaze. Happy faces and rosy cheeks filled the area. Everyone was doing their job, their part to survive. Yet somehow, their smiles created a sense of longing and uncertainty within him. He wasn’t sure whether to invite the feeling in or not. It was all just so messy now. Pain set in, he really wanted to feel the familiar warmth of his home. But he couldn’t right now. He has to do what he’s supposed to do. 

Perking up from his lean, Perci caught himself in his misery. Something bubbling beneath the surface ate away at him still. His mind wanted to reject it while body was in open arms to it. Trying to clear his head, he closed his eyes and let the mild winds pass into him much like his thoughts did. Everything and everyone came to mind. He couldn’t stop it.

"My feelings will never change. But by God, I wish they would." He breathed out with a shaking trill. 

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[galarian-weezing-on-prep]

ough i feel like a popular boy 🙂‍↕️. very nice of @greenduvet to tag me in a thing. especially because i am home sick today and i am being so so so SO brave about it (read: not sick, i'm just having an immune response to a dual covid and flu vaccination and i am a baby lol)

Last song: Disease - Lady Gaga. we are not beating the basic faggot allegations I'm afraid 😔

Favorite color: i like earth tones? browns and dark natural greens are nice to me. navy blue is also high on the list.

Last book: The Reformation as Renewal - Matthew Barrett. lmaooo listen 😭. i am a huge theology dork and religion takes up like a massive part of my life. Barrett's premise that Neoplatonism and its realist participation was the actual position of the Reformers against Rome's decline into Scotist univocity of being and semi-Pelagianism weakening-- oh, see.

Last movie: When Harry Met Sally. i was in a mood 🥺

Last TV show: Dawson's Creek. lol i rewatch it annually, typically! it's just casual fun tv, and it's a comfort show.

Sweet/spicy/savory: savoury. i will take a bag of chips over cookies any time!

Relationship status: common-law married to my husband of 7 years. he is allowed to smooch other men, and i am allowed to smooch other people of various genders provided we both come back home to each other. we own our home and we have a cat!

Last thing I googled: "virtualism eucharist" lmaoooooooo this is me being a theology idiot once again i fear. i am arguing with a friend who insists virtualism is consistent with *specifically* Thomistic transubstantiation and i just do not agree with her, but i have to better explain why i don't agree.

Current obsession: i have now been unhealthily into suck session for a longgg time. also into warhammer 40k lore, not actually playing it 💀

Looking forward to: i looooove Allhallowtide! i bake soul cakes for it! my parents got me tickets to Rocky Horror on All Hallows Eve for my birthday lol and i'm taking my lovely friend Candice on a date to it. i will woo her with dinner and a show 😌. i'll be going to northern canada this weekend for our niece's baptism, which will be in french. excited for A Real Pain to hit theatres. also Nosferatu!

smh i am too shy to tag anyone

[philipjohnclapp]

Could you write a Spike Jonze fic? Not a x-reader. I would love a fic of him jerking off somewhere. Intense and aggressive. Maybe with someone in the room without them knowing. Or even onto someone of your choice. I love your writing btw. It's good to see less x-readers

Car Jacking

Featuring Spike Jonze, nsfw, smut, and a good time.

Word Count: 1775

A/N: Okay, so, I haven’t written in a longgg while, cut me some slack. I put some effort in and I kinda sorta rushed the end! My bad! But I hope y’all enjoy some Spike, I swear there’s no fanfiction of him. This won’t be the last!!

He liked sex, well everyone liked sex. Unlike his peers he wasn’t fucking every groupie he met, or really at all. Guess he was the only one with complete sense. Though, if anyone else had the opportunity to fuck hot shit babes who don’t care about size just your title, they’d take it in a heartbeat. He wasn’t the star or anything. Just a director, producer. Whatever the fuck you’d wanna call it. His job consists of watching everyone ruin his shit, have sex with everything that walks, being a personal driver, drug testing everyone, covering up their mistakes so Jeff isn’t ripping em a new one. The list goes on, it always does.

He can’t catch a break, and that’s that. Groupies though, they don’t really give what he is, all they know is he’s in the beginning credits for Jackass, yet he wasn’t as significant as Tremaine, but he really didn’t care for all that glory. He was less significant, and outside of filming he could just be a shadow, cause he really didn’t stick out like a sore thumb. Pretty average otherwise, but average wasn’t trying to coax Steve-O to shove a car up his ass. Or getting Bam to hold a snake for .5 seconds, just hold one! A damn garden snake.

And he’d just get a fuck you, and maybe when he’s sleeping they’d dump a huge jug of horse semen on him as payback. For doing his job, so, yeah. Maybe he was a bit pissed off, and maybe he shouldn’t bother, but it was his job. His job to fucking find areas to film, and deny groupies who slither around his arm at the end of the night at the bar. And he’d be sober, cause he’s the designated driver.

He’s not Tremaine. Tremaine doesn’t have to spend four hours begging Bam to hold a snake, Bam just does it. He also doesn’t have to wake up at four am to get Steve-O cause the fucker is stranded somewhere. Tremaine also has sex with groupies, and if he doesn’t? He has a wife. Tremaine also makes more money than him, not that Spike really cared. He wasn’t ever in this for the money, and as more and more time goes on he wonders what he’s truly in all of this for.

Maybe he wanted groupie sex.

There was two issues right about now, one being he was working. In a damn car, and for once he wasn’t the one behind the wheel, but what was worse is he was stuck in the back. At least when he’s driving he’s left alone for the most part, but now he’s stuck in the third row, wedged between Knoxville and Pontius. And he wasn’t sure how he ever got in that situation. Guess it was his fault he didn’t wanna drive for once, or couldn’t. He didn’t know why he couldn’t, could be the throbbing cut going down from the web of his middle finger down to palm. Or maybe because it’s been 48 hours without sleeping. He hasn’t slept well all week, but right now he was so mentally exhausted that he just might explode. Maybe thats why he was let loose from driving.

Dunn, or maybe it was Weeman who said he’d rather have a dog drive than Spike right about now. And if he could recall he might’ve even laughed about it. Muttering how good of a joke it was with a very agitated look on his face. He might’ve been cooler any other time, but he was absolutely exhausted. Taking a break. Cause remember?Spike wasn’t gonna drive today. instead he was wedged between two dead asleep assholes, both seemingly had a bad snoring problem.

He wondered if they knew that.

Oh! But a charmer, a doll like Johnny Knoxville could never snore. He’d bat his lashes maybe, or look at Spike deadpanned thinking he’s joking, and Spike would say sure. Chris would laugh, and giggle. Cause it’s funny. The whole world could die and Chris could find something funny outta that, that’s admirable. Something Spike was really starting to consider he lacked.

Perhaps one day he’d be unironically funny, or have a charm that even works on guys. Even if it meant he had a two incher, people other than groupies would still like it. Who knows, but instead he’d be thinking about having sex with one, maybe that would fix whatever crunch he’s stuck in. Instead of another beer. Did he mention he wasn’t much a fan of beer?

He wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to sit and think about having a groupie, because the more he thought, the more worked up he felt and shifted around between Knoxville and Chris. Fucking Chris kept sleep kicking him, and had one arm wrapped around him like he was some chick ‘cause Chris was a weirdo, and Chris was a cuddler. Knoxville was just about in that exact same situation too. He had no room to himself. Part of him wished he was driving instead, listening to some old country music or something, cause even when Knoxville's sleeping he has to be in control of the music. He’s the star, and once again; Spike Jones is not, and that’s okay. He didn’t wanna fuck groupies and be worth zillions anyways. He had a hand, and that should be enough. Who cares if Chris is trying to cuddle him; and Knoxville could very well be drooling on his shoulder. It didn’t matter. Not right now anyways with his head so cloudy.

Somehow with that stick lodged up his ass he found a way, or that way sorta found him. In this moment he decided fuck it all, fuck the groupies, the car, and everything else for that matter. He was stressed, agitated, and pent the fuck up.

So, he ignored the dudes pressed against his sides and he tried to sit up straight. Once he somehow managed through that he went fidgeting with his belt. Should’ve worn some sweats, but instead he was rocking dress pants. Not very comfortable.

Agitated with his belt after some trial and error he pulled it through the loops and yanked down his fly, which arguably was tough to do. It got stuck halfway down, but he prevailed. Letting out a sigh of relief as he was only a few steps closer. Somehow managing not to wake a soul, and everyone else? They weren’t paying attention. Probably all knocked out up front. Still, he knew he had to be quick, so he continued on.

Not like right now he cared all that much about getting caught, but the thrill of actually doing so made him slow down his movements. He didn’t have that much patience though, shoving his hand straight into his slacks as he groped himself fully through his boxers, before fishing his dick out through his boxers fly. He was about average, he didn’t really know his size. Good enough though, and certainly bigger than Steve-O. Though he wasn’t staring at his dick or nothing, and no he wasn’t comparing dick sizes either. Half the world was bigger than Steve-O.

Still, he didn’t wanna think about Steve-O jerking off. That was like a boner killer, and he didn’t even have one yet! Somehow he managed to wrap his hand around his length, and he was unbearably dry. Cringing with the friction of his hand meeting his dick. Fucking sucked, but once again he prevailed. His anger would carry him through this.

Going back to thinking about what turned him on he thought of brown haired chicks, totally his type, chicks with lipstick. After sucking him off and getting it all smeared all over their face, big teary eyes, and moaning his name, and boy was it working. As he thought he slowly started to pump his length. Still, he was all tense with anxiety of getting caught.

Thinking deeper about this so-called brown haired girl he imagined her nude, and started to quicken his pace, stopping briefly as he rubbed his thumb against his beading tip. Breathing hitching, and squeezing his eyes shut. And then he thought of Tremaine and what it be like to fuck him, or right about now. He imagined Tremaine sitting next to him and Tremaine’s hand wrapped around his hard on instead.

Tremaine whispering dirty things into his ears, edging him on, and Spike glancing into his pretty blue eyes. Ones he could get lost in, an ocean that could swallow him whole, and that was enough for his pace to get faster.

Spike then heard some shuffling in the row of seats in front of him, Dunn asking Bam for some warm beer, and that spooked Spike, yet he couldn’t seem to care much as his strokes got rougher, eager. His stomach was coiling, yet Tremaine just wasn’t enough, not for him anyways.

He imagined instead, Tremaine getting down on his knees and sucking him off, keeping eye contact with him, and maybe even using a little teeth. That made him let out a low groan as he bucked his hips into his hand. He thought of his fingers intertwining with Jeff’s hair and tugging on it, and Jeff wouldn’t mind. He’d prevail and bob his head even faster. Like clockwork he moved his hand up and down if he could get even faster, using his glistening pre-cum as lube. Letting out a rather staggered moan.

And as he did Chris shuffled, his grip on him tightening, and he opened his eyes. Tightening his fist around his dick as he squeezed ever so lightly, before biting onto his bottom lip. It was almost enough to draw blood, and he might’ve. Aiming his dick at Knoxville's thighs as best as he could, giving himself one last farewell thrust as he climaxed, and he swore he might’ve even caught a glimpse of a few stars as he came. With the help of that imaginary Tremaine. His sweet release splattering onto Knoxville's rather pricey slacks. He almost let out a low laugh, his teeth releasing the grasp he had on his lip as he soon let go of his dick as well.

Once he did he looked at Knoxville's chest that rose and fell with each breath he took, and then went a little higher as he looked at his face. Spike's face went ghostly white, Knoxville's eyes wide open, even though he was wearing those too darkly tinted shades. Something about him he could just tell, he was awake. Well, shit.

Johnny Knoxville was staring straight at him, and then he opened his mouth.

[cithaerons]

had a longgg list of things to do today but i’m experiencing the “this thing is moderately confusing or challenging” mental block 

[proudsnackeezowner]

Some of my underrated favs that you may have forgotten about!! I tried to pick silly stuff since it sounds like you need it

Phil videos:

- Dan, Anthony or a rat (super funny after knowing that dan had like a crush on Anthony it's a fun time)

- trying wierd Instagram lifehacks (it's very chaotic, and the result of the quote, "luckily, I'm ovulating today")

- dan, phil, and louise play Obama Llama (nostalgia!! And dan and louise and hilariously competive)

Dan's videos:

- I nearly blinded myself

- our akward fancy meal (I saw someone said this just wanted to second that!)

- Dan's grandma explains the internet

Dnp games:

- dan and phil get real jobs - job simulator vr

- honestly the all of 'phil plays shelter' videos

- the jumpscare showdown - dan vs phil: hide and shriek (no one really talks about this but I love it! There isn't story or anything, but they just prank each other and laugh a lot its very cute)

- dan and phil play club pengiun (they're ridiculous and make no friends here it's great)

- dan and phil play: whose your daddy (I die laughing at this no matter how many times I watch it)

There you go longgg ass list lmao pick whatever you feel like! And if all else fails just rewatch a long series like dnp play the impossible quiz or undertale. Wishing you the best!

I have to have this horrible swallow scan thing at the doctors tomorrow and my god, I’m so scared. Not for the test, more for the result.

So, could people send me their fave Dan and Phil stuff. Like clips, videos, pictures. Anything. I need to keep my mind off tomorrow. Please

[jmluvclub]

uniform [lee heeseung] ⋆ teaser

synopsis | late plans = staying in. your boyfriend missed the important quo of the matching halloween party theme, ultimately ruining your fun. how about staying in instead..?

a/n | lower case intended ^^ surpriseee.. another nsfw influenced fic LMFAO ok hi uhh i saw a vid and just immediately thought of heeseung. no questions asked. again, will try to link the vid but cannot promise it'll stay up ￣0￣ anywayss this wasn't intended to be written as an smau, i just thought it would be a cute fit for the story line ><

! tag list; open ] cmt to be added ^^

! profiles ⋆ ! chapter 1 ⋆

“hi,” heeseung says as he opens the door to you, eyes immediately wandering all over your body. you’re still dressed in your costume, chest revealed along with your legs: short mini skirt = legs legs legs (and ass).

his hair is messy, likely bed head: dressed in grey sweatpants and a black hoodie. heeseung’s attire screams, i don’t care about halloween and dressing up with my girlfriend- at least that’s what you think.

“bye,” you reply, pushing past heeseung into the apartment. heeseung chuckles as he walks after you, closing the door behind him.

“you look so damn good, kinda glad i fucked up..”

standing with your back to heeseung, you crossed your arms.

“shut up.”

“i told you i was sorry, y/n. i didn't intend to hurt you.”

the pout in his voice made you turn around. he was leaning against the wall, head resting on the material. hands in the sweatshirt pocket, he smiled. fuck bro.

“stop. i’m still mad at you.”

“if you were really mad.. you wouldn’t be here now,” heeseung replied, taking slow steps towards you. “i meant what i said earlier- let me make it up to you baby.”

his apologetic demeanor made you wanna throw up and fuck him at the same time. at the sound of his words, you sighed and walked towards the kitchen counter to the right of you. placed on the counter was a small bowl of halloween candy, mostly chocolate.

"you don't even like chocolate, why did you buy so-" your sentence was cut short by the sudden grasp of your hips.

“you look good in a uniform, should dress up more often,” he said softly, hands moving along your torso.

"seungie.."

"i bought them for you, i'm sorry."

turning around, you made eye contact with the soft boy. his features were delicate, full of desire and empathy. your eyes softened at the sight, relaxing into his hold. hands finding his forearms, you pulled him flush against your front.

"show me how sorry you are."

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hi again LOL these teasers are so funnn omg. was thinking about posting the full fic today for halloween, but had college shit to do T_T. i have a longgg break next week so i'm hoping to finish this then!! lmk how u like the short (but cute) smau portion of this fic :)

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[openheartfanfics]

Warning: Sap-Central  aka OHFFS 1st Anniversary Post

I started this blog almost one year ago (September 26th to be exact). It gave me something to do to pass the lockdown days whilst catering to my open heart hyperfixation; and, really, I just needed a place to put and accurately categorize the hundreds of fantastic fics I’ve read and wanted to save. as we know tumblr is kinda crap at functionality.  

I remember seeing a thread between @queenbirbs and @writinghereandthere saying how they wished tumblr let you search fic tropes like ao3. And... then the idea was born! 

All my drafted lists of favorite fics were turned into fic masterlists. And, eventually, my little baby blog grew and grew and grew into this directory of 1300+ fics that would make Marie Kondo proud.  

I don’t really know what to say besides thank you. 

Thank you for writing and submitting and just being here using the service. There are so many people in this community I admire, and I’ve made so many friends in the fandom through fic reading/writing/commenting. It’s my hope that even though the books are over, this blog can help foster the community. As we’ve seen with the MC’s there are hundreds of oph-verse stories to be told. 

A huge thank you to the mods who have signed on to help out a bit, and a MASSIVE thank you to @eleanorbloom for all her help in ideation and execution of events. Honestly I could not run the events without her 💕💕💕

What’s got me super emo today is how this blog has inspired others. 

I am humbled, grateful, in awe and honored people have been inspired to start their own IF fanfic directory blogs. Thank you @chemist-ana for being the first to ask to use my model for her @thenannyaffair-fanfics; you have no idea how much it means to me 💞. There’s also the @lawsofattractionfanfiction directory coming soon. 

Never could I have even thought such a simple idea would still be kicking and thriving a year later. 

This little passion project took weeks to scour the tags trying to find representation for every LI (and stumbling over some rare pairs), months to come up with appropriate tropes for each pairing, and a year later I can honestly say it’s still not done. There’s still a longgg list of original fics found waiting to be categorized. 

As long as there’s oph fics being written, I’ll be here. ✌💟

-- Dom 

Oh, and back when I started this blog I also created @openheartfanart and @openheartheadcanons. They aren’t talked about enough but they’re there, waiting for submissions 😬

[spifaling]

List five things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last ten people who reblogged something from you. Spread the positivity ✨💛🌻

im so sorry samaa ;; ive been so busy lately so i forgot this ask been sitting in my inbox for so longgg

this is very hard question there’s so many small joys in life i cant just choose 5. But anyway

1) jazz emu- i love his music ive been listening to all his songs repeatedly for days!!! My favourite is vibe it out and not as sexy. Awkward memories is also very funky

2) suddenly all thought left me what makes me happy idk you tell me

3) it finally rained!!! So im in my blanket . The only thing is i got class so no more sleepy comfy. my favorite youtuber upload today so im gonna watch his new video with huggles (my pusheen that is stored with love and hugs!!)

4) my blorbos 💕💞💓💗💖

5) YOU!!!! and all my blorbos from notifications!! My beloved mutuals that i absolutely love and adore <333

[lovemesomesurveys]

What’s the last vegetable you ate, and when did you eat it? I had spinach in my homemade egg and cheese mcmuffin yesterday. 

What was your last Facebook notification for? Notifying me someone added a photo to a group I’m in.

What bands have you seen live? Several because a few of the concerts I’ve been to featured a few bands, which was cool. I don’t feel like listing them all.

Tell me an interesting fact about your mother: She wanted to go into the marines, but unfortunately life happened and her plans got put on hold and ultimately never happened. That was her dream. :/

What do you think is the most important thing to happen to you before the age of 13? Uhh. The accident I had at 7 months old that made me a paraplegic and changed my life forever?

What were you super against as a young child but aren’t anymore? Scary movies. I love ‘em now.

What are your plans later today? Stay in bed most of the day sleeping, watching TV, scrolling through Tumblr, watching YouTube, and checking my social medias. 

Are you doing anything exciting this weekend? It’s the weekend and that’s all I’m doing ^^^. 

Who do you talk to the most? My mom.

What are some things you do regularly that make you feel old? I feel old because of how I feel, health wise.

Who is your best guy friend(s)? I don’t have one.

Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? I’d like to be a little tanner.

If you had a tiny scar on your face, would you get it removed or just keep it? I do have some tiny scars on my face and I just let them be. 

Have you had an x-ray in the past year? Yes.

Do you think your first love still loves you? He never did.

What is something that is “going right” in your life? I’ve been going through a really hard time the past month, actually.

When did you feel ready to start dating? I thought I was when I had my first boyfriend at 16, but nope.

When was the last time your pet bit you? If you don’t have a pet, have you ever been bitten by someone else’s? She’s never bitten me.

Where were you the last time you made out? I think it was in his car. It’s been several years now since then, so I’m not quite sure.

When was the last time you cried tears of joy? I’m not someone who tends to cry for that reason.

How do you type your sad smileys? :(

Do you have “decorative hand-towels” that cannot be used in your house? Nope.

What was the last soda you drank? I had some Coke to take my medicine earlier. 

What was the last thing someone made fun of you for? *shrug*

Have you ever had any type of surgery? Yeah, a few.

Should kids be allowed to get tattoos/piercings without parental consent? Uh, no.

Who was the last person to hit on you? It’s been a longgg time since that has happened.

What was the last thing you decided not to do, that you were supposed to? I was supposed to make a phone call yesterday.

What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever had to tell someone? Hm.

What do you put on hot dogs? On the very rare occasions I had a hot dog I just put ketchup and mustard.

Ever fallen in the shower? No, thankfully.

Do you think that things will get better? I can’t see that right now. :/

Have you ever legitimately saved a person’s life? No.

What’s your favourite book genre? Murder mysteries and psychological thrillers. 

Have you ever walked out of a movie at the theatre? Once. I honestly don’t remember why, though.

Do dogs like you? Yes.

Would you say that you project an air of authority? Ha, no.

Have you ever jumped off a high dive into a pool? Nooo.

Do you use one towel when you shower or two? (one for hair, one for body) One.

Have you ever been to one of the great lakes? Nope.

Who do you know that had a baby recently? A few people on my Facebook.

Do you like Usher’s songs? Yeah, I like several of his songs.

When was the last time you went to a waterpark? Never. I don’t do waterslides. 

Have you ever ridden a train? Nope.

What do you eat your French fries with? Ranch.

Do you have family problems? No family is perfect. 

What’s the last food you ate that was stale? Hm. I don’t recall.

How do you like your grilled cheese? Cheesy.

What is the most challenging meal you have ever cooked? The only thing I cook is ramen, which isn’t challenging at all. I’m so not a cook. What was your favorite thing to do as a little kid? I lovedddd playing Barbies.

Have you ever been close to drowning? No, but that’s a fear of mine since I can’t swim so even with floaties or an inner tube I don’t feel safe.

Have you ever had a panic attack? Many times.

Do you like doing housework? No.

Would you ever get implants? No.

Do you own a robe? Nope. I have a Snuggie, though.

Do you have a little sister? What’s her name? Nope.

Do you like crust on pizza or do you cut it off? No, I just eat the top layer of dough on the pizza. 

What was the last song you listened to? I don’t remember.

Have any of your family members been to jail? No one in my immediate family, but some extended family members have.

Is there anyone that you feel you still need some closure with? Not anymore.

Can you remember when you first learned how to read? Not exactly.

What event in your life has transformed your personality the most? I’m sure my accident had a big impact.

Have you ever had any teeth pulled? Yes.

Do you still want to be what you wanted to be in elementary school? Noo. Back then I wanted to be a teacher, but that changed when I got to like middle school.

What’re some TV shows that you would like to get into? I have a list of new shows I want to check out, but I have yet to get around to. Oh, I did start this new show on Freeform called “Cruel Summer” that just started last week, though.

How would you feel if you were drafted for the military? I can’t due to my physical disability.

What is your favorite Queen song? I like Bohemian Rhapsody, Under Pressure, We Will Rock You/We are the Champions, and Another One Bites the Dust.

Do you know how to use any foreign currency? I’ve never had to.

Been kissed by someone who you knew was “bad” for you? You could say that.

Ever taken an at-home pregnancy test? Nope. Never had a reason to.

When was the last time you were at a loss of what to do? The past few years. Now.

What did you do on your favorite date with a guy/girl? I loved going to Starbucks and then wandering around bookstores with Ty.

What’s a movie you have seen in the theater more than once? There’s several, like the big ones I’m really excited about and into such as the Marvel movies.

What is the reason you’re still alive? My family.

Have you ever had sex in someone else’s bed/bedroom? No.

Do you ever brush your hair before you go to bed? Not usually.

Have you ever had a dream about sleeping with a celebrity? (You don’t have to give details.) Maaaybe.

Has anyone ever told you that they needed you? Do you think they meant it? Yes, I’ve been told that. I think they did feel that way at the time.

How did you feel when you woke up today? What was the first thing you thought about? I haven’t gone to bed, yet, but I always wake up feeling shitty.

Do you still tell your parents that you love them? Yes.

Have you ever said “I love you” to someone you weren’t going out with? Well yeah, it’s not something you just say in the romantic sense. I love my family and tell them so.

Would you date someone with a physical disability? Yeah. I have a physical disability.

Think of the last person you had sex with. Do you think they’ve slept with anyone else since they last slept with you? I’m a virgin.

The last time you dyed your hair, what color did you dye it? Red.

Think of the last time you went out to eat. Who paid? My mom.

Do you save at least 15 percent of your income? I try to at least.

Do you ever go on Reddit? If so, what are some of your favorite subreddits? I’ve Googled things that led me to Reddit, but I don’t go on there specifically.

Were you ever a flower girl or ring bearer in anyone’s wedding when you were little? Nope.

Are your parents in good health? Fortunately, yes.

Have you ever been a caregiver to a sick/disabled relative? Nope. I’m the one who has the caregiver.

Is there any type of medicine you can’t take? For what reason? Well, I can’t take pills unless I can crush them.

Do you have a favorite pair of pajamas? What do they look like? My pajamas are also what I wear during the day, which are leggings and graphic tees. 

Do you have any interesting pillow cases? I have a Michael Myers throw pillow, a couple other Halloween (the holiday) themed ones with skeletons and stuff on ‘em that I’ve had up since last Halloween, a Star Wars one, and a body pillow with giraffe print.

If something on your body hurts, which part is it most likely to be? My back, stomach, neck.

Are you more afraid of spiders or bees? Spiders, but I’m afraid of both. I’m afraid of ALL bugs.

Have you ever worn fake nails? If so, what did the last pair you wore look like? No.

Is Russian or Native American history more interesting to you? Various topics in history are interesting to me.

[boggirlsummer]

Wet Hot American Summer

August 18 Zoey and I thought we fixed the leak in my tent but we were wrong. I spent the early morning inching away from a puddle that finally pushed me out around 8 am - time to get up anyway. Too rainy to cook or make coffee and I left camp aimlessly. I could barely see anything through the smoke and clouds which threw a wrench in my non-plan to drive around and take photos out the car window. Grand Tetons and Montana and Wyoming were up there on my teenage bucket list (lmao, dream big!), mostly for the landscapes and western vibes and maybe a few cathartic renditions of Wide Open Spaces. I just hiked all summer so I feel like I earned a few days of all-american automobile tourism.

Cozy

Decision fatigue is a ball buster on solo trips (and in life) and sometimes I refuse to change course even when it’s clear that a plan isn’t going to work out. I drove around Tetons alternately listening to the directions and making random navigational decisions, so Google kept yelling at me to make a u-turn. Eventually I got annoyed with both of us and stopped for snacks at the general store. I’ve been making my way through all the kettle chip flavors and so far honey dijon is the best and korean bbq is the worst.

Drove straight through to Yellowstone hoping the storm would let up, but by the time I got there it was 50 degrees with rain expected all afternoon. I thought it would be SUMMER once I left the Bay Area, so all my sweaters and warm jackets are in vacuum sealed bags that I don’t have the space in my car to open. I wasn’t loving the idea of being wet and cold in Yellowstone all night so I talked the campground lady into refunding my site reservation and headed for Big Sky, Montana.

I felt bad leaving without seeing any of the Yellowstone sights so I stopped at Old Faithful on my way out. I knew laughably little about what I was looking at and when a bunch of people started gathering I thought to myself, is this thing gonna explode or something?? And ya turns out that’s the entire point, it shoots a bunch of water and steam into the air every few minutes. I bought a cup of coffee and watched halfheartedly. The only other attraction I know about is the rainbow glory hole and there was so much traffic to park in the lot I said screw it and went on to Montana.

No LTE between Yellowstone and Big Sky and I was without a place to sleep - luckily my sister was available to do some emergency concierge work for me. I eventually found a nice campground near town but the obscene number of bear country warning signs freaked me out. I backtracked to Big Sky to buy a $50 can of bear spray, what a rip. Feeling beat today so I made it up to myself with a bowl of chicken curry ramen and a Sapporo. It was no nugget curry, but it did the job ☺️

Reading the bear spray instructions before bed - you’re supposed to use it once a charging bear is two to three seconds from reaching you. Wtf. I can’t do anything in two seconds. Finished Year of the Monkey at last. Almost fell asleep with a candy wrapper in my pocket, instant death. Also I got my period and I’m worried this is going to attract the bears.

August 19 I broke my own rule. I drove to Bozeman this morning and had a chicken fried steak at the Western Cafe, “The Last Best Cafe.” I had a nice chat with two old guys at the bar, initiated by ME! We talked about my trip so far and books (I was reading Walden Two and one of the guys had Woman in the Window with him, and we agreed that both authors are pretty nuts). Good time all around and then one of them secretly bought my breakfast 🥰 I’ve only ever had creepy men buy me drinks at bars so free CFS with no strings attached was a revelation. My smile lit up the cold dark streets of Bozeman.

Too early for hostel check-in so I killed some time hanging out in a coffee shop and wandering around Main Street. When I’m alone in a new city I usually get on the apps, it’s fun to hang out with a real LOCAL and have an AUTHENTIC experience. I did this on my first night in Sydney last year and my date won $7,000 at a bar raffle he’d been going to every week for three years and then bought us a night’s worth of top shelf shots, bad coke, and dumplings. Obviously I was his good luck charm so I should’ve gotten a cut of that $$$ but whatever… Eventually we went back to his depressing loft outside of the city. It was barely furnished and full of his shitty art and luckily he didn’t have any condoms so I was able to decline sex without feeling guilty (I had condoms of course but didn’t disclose). He tried to fuck me again around 4 am and I was so confused I thought he must have found a condom while I was briefly sleeping. He had not. I snuck out at 6 am and caught the bus back to the city. Not the most restful night but nice to get away from the hostel for a little while. But ya I updated my Hinge location to Bozeman and got hella conservative men swiping on me 🥴 My profile isn’t anything crazy but I don’t think I’m giving off Megyn Kelly vibes. Are they playing some sort of sexual bingo? Are they out to stealth me? Seems sus.

If you are a man on Hinge with a naked photo on your profile I WILL screenshot it and I WILL make a collage of my collection once I have enough material and I WILL sell it as a NFT and I WILL make $0 cuz y’all are freaks. This is the tamest one I’ve got, text me if you want a photo of a naked man covering his junk with a pineapple.

Ooooieee hostel is grungy and subterranean and not the kinda place you want to spend many conscious hours in. I took myself to the movies to escape - another thing I really missed last year. I saw The Night House, which I would describe as an architectural horror? I’ve been thinking about architecture a lot lately, this cool site Zoey sent me has some interesting interviews and stuff. In the movies I ate an entire bag of sour gummy worms and a box of junior mints.

Had a freaky bookstore experience earlier today, not the first time this summer. I originally wrote a longgg paragraph about synchronicity here but I got self conscious and started wondering if hearing other people’s stories about synchronicity is like listening to them talk about their dreams. I personally love talking about dreams (call me and tell me about your crazy dreams!!) but things definitely get lost in translation and sometimes they’re straight boring (like when my old coworkers and I used to dream in Excel, fucckkk). So I get why people find it annoying and here at Bog Girl Summer we can’t afford to alienate any of our readers. All I will say is that I walked into a bookstore today with synchronicity very much on my mind, went to the psychology section to buy a baby Jung text, and there saw a literal sign that said “Staff Pick, Introductory Jung: Synchronicity.” So yes, I bought it. Don’t forget y’all - I have a psychology degree so please don’t come after me about confirmation bias and all that lol. It’s very possible that in this summer of upheaval I’m desperate for some kinda sign that I’m on the right path. Let me have this one 😘

I also bought this postcard which spoke to me because most days I feel like I’m trying to drink out of a firehose

[freyaloumac]

AHHHH I GOT MY WIFI BACKK 😭😭 it took so longgg and i missed all you lovely people on the gallery 🥺💖 i will try to list cc today ahh ily all

[bnhaxreader-extra-love-to-give]

Your writing is absolutely amazing! You pour so much personality and charm into everything you write!! I was wondering if you could do a bakugo x reader where the reader has a pretty powerful quirk, obviously not on par with the blonde himself but he see’s they have a lot of potential. But they constantly holds themselves back in fear of accidentally hurting them or their classmates so he helps them out since he likes them? They tend to be a bit of a worrier ❤️

((Today’s extra love is a hug! Thank you so much for your complements! Remember to check out my Ko-Fiand help support me there if you can! It was the entrance exam when you first caught his eye. He hadn’t seen you in the act but you were one point shy away from his first place.Needless to say he wasn’t too pleased with that. He had to keep an eye on you, he had to make sure that you weren’t stronger than him. He had to become the number one hero.

The two of you first met in person at the first day of school. You had just taken your seat and were talking to some of your friends when he comes over to you.“You’re Y/n?” he questions studying you intently. You blink in surprise at that and raise a brow at him.“Yeah?” you say. You watch his nose scrunch up but he lets out a ‘tsk’ before turning and going to his seat.You could only blink in surprise and watch him confused. He sneers and looks away from your gaze.It took a longgg time for the two of you to become friends, but eventually you did. You had been working hard on controlling your quirk but it still wasn’t good enough.

You couldn’t control it as much as you wanted too and if something went wrong you would… You could end up hurting someone.You would never forgive yourself if you did, what if they couldn’t recover from it? What if become a villain because you couldn’t control your quirk? Your snapped from your thoughts when Bakugo flicks your forehead.“Stop fucking daydreaming Y/n, we have work to do. Come on, let’s spar.” Bakugo huffs out and walks over to the other side of the training ground. You wince, whining in pain rubbing your forehead from the flick.

“That was uncalled for.” you whine out. He shrugs with a small smirk on his face.“Hey, you’re the one who was thinking too much into it again.” He grumbles and gets ready to fight. You huff and get into a fighting stance as well.“Well I can’t help but to worry…” You mutter. You take a breath getting ready to use your quirk. You had bismuth crystal hair, that flows as if it was melted. With your quirk you can control it and have it form around people.

The danger of that is that the crystal forms into spikes, they feed off your emotions so if you’re feeling any negative emotions the crystals will grow. You have to be completely calm to make the crystals go down.Bakugo charges at you and sends an explosion your way. You quickly block the blast with a wall of crystal. However Bakugo uses the cover of the explosion to try and get close to you. You quickly try to use your quirk to capture his feet but he launches over your attack, pinning you to the ground. You whine in pain and pat the ground.

“I give up!” You groan unhappily having hit your head rather hard. He huffs in annoyance and glares at you.

“You were holding back.” He growls angrily but helps you up. You take his hand and he helps pull you up.

“I… I didn’t want to hurt you…” you say and sigh sadly glancing away. Bakugo glares at you.

“I’m not made of fucking glass! Everyone in our class can take a hit Y/n!” He yells making you wince, glancing away.

“Do you think we’re weak?” Bakugo says voice strangely calm. You frown and hesitantly shake your head no.

“No… I know everyone in our class is strong…” You say and glance down at the ground.

“Then don’t hold back on us. Whatever you throw at as we can handle.” He huffs. You can’t help but to smile softly.

“Thank you Bakugo…” You whisper and hug him. He huffs and grumbles but does hug you back.

-Master List-

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