#jess 🍓

[murdockcastleslut]

pumpkin spice latte (with oatmilk) - 18+ only, send in your spicy thoughts about anyone and i'll add on.

GOODBYE thinking ab drunk!handsy!matt murdock😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

SO UM GIVE IT TO ME NOWWWWW

he’s always touching you normals but dear god when he’s drunk his hands are everywhere. i can just imagine he’s hustling in pool and he’s got one hand on the stick and the other hand on your add and i knows he slaps it once in a while and will give you a cheek smile and says for good luck.

[strawberryclementine]

Mr. White died in 2010 which means he never got to hear Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO, and therefore he never got to see Jesse Pinkman shuffle. This is perhaps the most harrowing tragedy of Breaking Bad

[darl1ngpearl]

SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWGIRL ,

COWBOY!ABBY ANDERSON

Coming soon …

[mommyslilfrenchfries]

life lately 🍓

[notes-in-the-margins]

Okay so I’m keen to chuck a first chapter of one of my fics on ao3, which one would people be most interested in?

[strawberrypoundtown]

Introducing: Jesse Vi

What's their name?

Jesse Vi

What's their age?

24

When is their birthday?

July 8th

What do they look like?

He's roughly 6'4" and has a bit of a sleeper build due to his boxing training. His body is very lean and a bit more "scrawny" compared to other werewolves, but he still has a decent amount of muscle and broad shoulders.

He has thick, waist length straight black hair that's usually in braids. His eyes are a light golden brown, and his skin is a dark tan.

Jesse isn't able to fully turn into a wolf, but it's closer than what his dad was able to do. His dad was only able to make ears and a tail pop up and some extra body hair, but Jesse has nearly a full transformation into more of a "wolf man" that has thick black fur and almost glowing golden eyes and a long snout.

What's their species?

Werewolf. 3/4 werewolf technically, but close enough.

What's their ethnicity and nationality?

He's got French from his mom and his dad was Metis

What's their personality like?

His performing personality isn't just the personality he uses on stage, but also for any social interaction he has. His energetic charm is how he's able to navigate conversations, usually trying to get them to talk about themselves. He can smooth talk his way out of almost any situation.

However, when he's alone or just chilling with his bandmates or his best friend Clayton, he's pretty mellow and enjoys playing video games or smoking weed.

What's some fun facts about them?

1. He has an older brother named Oscar and they were raised by a single mom, Beatrice

2. He has a best friend named Clayton that was adopted into the pack when they were about 13 and they bonded over videogames

3. He had to name the band on his own and he picked the name "Monster Town" on the spot. The rest of the band still makes fun of him for his choice of name, but no one ever tried to think of anything else either, and after using it for 6 years they can't change now.

4. His dad died due to an overdose a few months after he was born. His mom had a hard time talking about him and only had one picture of his dad holding him with his mom smiling happily next to his dad. Because of this, he doesn't get into drugs other than alcohol or weed occasionally.

5. He used to box and run track because his mom wanted him to be able to defend himself after he got into a particularly nasty fight in middle-school he couldn't de-escalate. He got really talented in both, but doesn't like turning to violence first in most situations.

(Credit to @the-witches-creatures for the intro template and for Oscar and Beatrice (their mom)!)

I hope you guys enjoyed getting to know Jesse! Things are still a bit up in the air with him, but the famous werewolf boyfriend finally has an intro lol I'll be dropping another bandmate (the guitarist) I've had in mind in the next few days hopefully. In the meantime, please check out @the-witches-creatures and her wonderful oc's and stories!!

Sincerely, Strawberry 🍓

[nurfhurdur]

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

I have to go back as far as middle school probably, where I would write my own 'stories' in notebooks with ideas from different fandoms before I even knew what fanfiction was. Then I did find fanfiction.net AGES ago. Those were some interesting and definitely cringeworthy times.

🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?

I'm not sure I want anyone to know that's happened lol

But it does remind me of a really old post I tagged @24hrsoda in about how people would probably die if we ever teamed up to do anything 🤣

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

I am so out of the loop on fanfics. I'm in multiple fandoms at the moment but really couldn't tell you a specific fic off the top of my head.

@allisonreader is a good writer.

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

@allisonreader has been there pretty much since the beginning.

@velitmentis has awesome asks and makes me really think about my characters on a deeper level

@peachymcqueen 's and my mutual love of the face claim for Jesse Hudson 😂

There are other mutuals I haven't talked to in a long time but I am applauding them in their different fandoms from affar.

[ugh-yoongi]

across the btuniverse ⟡ a bts x beatles collab

welcome to across the btuniverse, a collab for which we need a little help from our friends...

the idea is simple: write a fic featuring a member of bts based on a song by the beatles. it can be any member, any pairing (including member x reader and member x member), and any song. it can be as vague or as true to the source material as you'd like, so long as the inspiration is there.

rules:

🍓 all participants must be over the age of 18, and must have their age listed somewhere visible on their blog for verification. 🍓 all participants must use the appropriate ratings, warnings, and tags. 🍓 fics should not contain any of the following: rape, non/dubcon and other sexual assault, incest, pedophilia, graphic violence including suicide or murder, abuse of any kind, yandere, extreme gore, vore, glamorized self-harm, etc. 🍓 fics can be any genre and any trope. 🍓 multiple participants can write for the same member only after all ot7 slots have been filled.

deadlines:

🍓 december 8th - deadline to join 🍓 december 15th - summaries due 🍓 december 18th - masterlist posted

since this is meant to be fun and no-stress, there is no deadline for posting your fics. inspiration can be fickle, and we know life happens!

if you're interested in joining, please contact jewel (@ugh-yoongi), lauren (@effortandmore), or jess (@the-boy-meets-evil). organization will be done through discord, so you must have an account and be willing to join our server and adhere by its rules.

interested in joining but don't want to write? we would love some dedicated beta readers or graphic artists to help out!

we look forward to working with you!

[sunshine-on-marz]

hello! may i please have a hobie x gn! spiderperson! reader fic please?

the premise (if that’s ok): hobie met reader, a spiderperson with the power to shoot venom? they are very much like hobie which is why there was that CLICK with him. hobie is trying to introduce reader to the rest of the team and they display their powers.

thanks so much and please take creative liberties! thanks for letting me request!

Ok

So I LOVE this so much but I’ll describe myself with emojis to give you a little idea of why I might struggle with writing this reader

💕🍓🫧🍄🫶📖🎧🧡🌼☁️

Then also I’m dumb

So ima try but I might butcher this😭

Definitely (not) dating

You and Hobie aren’t dating. That’s the first thing he clarifies to Gwen when the two of you walk into HQ.

You and Hobie aren’t dating. That’s what you tell Jess through nervous giggles while Hobie keeps his hand on your back.

You and Hobie aren’t dating. Is what Hobie assures Miguel when he accuses Hobie of only wanting you on the team because you’re his partner.

But, do you want to date Hobie?

Yes. You’re well aware the answer is yes.

When he helps you pick out outfits for his shows and tell you how “fucking good” you look.

When he hugs you and kisses the top of your head.

When he holds your hand during your piercings.

When he lays you in his lap after a particularly bad fight.

The way he smiles when you display your venom to Miguel.

You genuinely can’t imagine a life without him. Your best friend. But you want more.

And so does he.

“Can I talk to ya’ outside doll?” Hobie asks, you nod and walk outside after you.

He lightly grabs your hips

“Can I kiss you?”

And you freeze.

But then you nod.

It’s almost like there’s fireworks going off. It’s perfect. The way the cool metal of his lip piercing feels against your hot lips. The way his hands feel on the small of your back. The way he looks at you when you pull away. 

“Maybe we should be dating” he laughs, and you couldn’t agree more.

———

Tags for the peeps who I’ve been talking to abt this @abucketofcrows @canonically-a-genloser

[pinkturnabout]

jess!!! phoenix??? pink??? my favorite things!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰

he’s so cute and ready for summer 🍓

[murdockcastleslut]

maple apple turnovers - send in some fluffy thought about anyone and i'll add on.

harrington wld take pumpkin carving to a whole different level of extreme like im talk 5 or 6 pumpkins all w prtty intricate designs and i just☹️☹️

omg this is so cutesy. little watching him hard at work his brows furrowed and hes mumbling what details he wants to add. and youre just staring and so in love and he looks up and hes like "what?" you just shake your head and scrunch your nose telling him hes just too cute.

[strawberryclementine]

[praline-elegy]

You mean to tell me… that Jesse’s favorite food isn’t Exton mess, but Eton mess?? I thought he just really liked Exton’s mess hall food (which is odd, but go off I guess). I didn’t know that Eton mess is basically meringues and whipped cream with strawberries!! 🍓🤍

I could be baking pavlovas rn…

[mommyslilfrenchfries]

I <3 my style 🎱✨

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[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

Heyy Jess for the prompt game can you do list #72 numbers 6&7 with established relationship bf!changbin x gf!reader??🫶🏼🍓

SKZ PROMPT GAME

Prompts: "The only thing that never disappoints, is your ability to disappoint."

"You're incredible." "Aw thanks!" "Not a compliment babe."

Member: Seo Changbin

Relationship: Established GF!FemReader x BF!Changbin

Genre: Fluff

"How sure are we that this is actually where we're supposed to be?" You question skeptically, stopping for a breather, adjusting the heavy backpack higher on your shoulders.

Your boyfriend looks up from the map, squinting at your surroundings for a minute, before he glances back at you from further up the trail, a long suffering expression on his face.

"C'mon, baby. Have I ever willingly led you astray before?"

You take a gulp from your water bottle and stare him down blankly.

"Are you sure you want me to answer that question?"

Changbin chuckles, and comes back to you, map still held loosely in one fist. He presses a quick kiss to the tip of your nose, and readjusts your sunhat on your head with a fond look.

"We're almost there. I promise."

You heave a sigh and hoist the backpack higher on your aching shoulders once more, nodding at him to continue.

"Fine. Lead the way."

********************************************************************************

"Oh my god." You groan, several hours of hiking later, dropping the heavy backpack onto the pebbled shore of the lake with a thump and instantly collapsing down on the nearest stump. "You're a slave driver."

Changbin stands, peering over the lake, looking less than winded, and when he turns to you with a smile and cocked brow, you kind of want to punch him in the face.

"We made it before sunset though, yeah? Now all that's left is to set up camp, put up the tent, make a fire, cook some dinner-"

"Oh my god." You repeat again, lying back on the log and throwing a hand over your eyes. "I like camping and hiking as much as the next person, but all of that currently sounds entirely exhausting."

Changbin chuckles, and you hear his hiking boots crunch across the rocks toward you. His warm hand comes up to uncover your eyes, and you shoot him a halfhearted glare.

"Baby." He crouches down beside you, leaning forward to brush some stringy hair back from your forehead, his head cocked adorably. "I promise you, this is gonna be the best, most relaxing weekend ever. Just me and you."

You stare at him for a moment, his words settling over you, seeping into your bones, and finally, you let out a resigned sigh and say weakly, "You think they deliver pizza up here?"

Changbin laughs, patting your thigh, before he pushes himself to his feet again. "Not a chance."

You groan, and force yourself to stand and begin unpacking your backpack.

********************************************************************************

A rumble of distant thunder rolls across the sky, and Changbin looks up from stoking the tiny fire with slight concern in his eyes, brow furrowed.

You follow his gaze, noting the rapidly gathering dark clouds across the lake.

"Yikes." You remark, pulling on your socks and shoes again now that your feet have been sufficiently warmed. "Someone isn't thrilled we're here."

Changbin slides his gaze to you, his expression confused. "What?"

You motion toward the incoming storm, the wind picking up, rustling your hair and threatening to put out Changbin's pathetic flame.

"The gods of the mountains or whatever. They're obviously pissed we decided to encroach on their sacred land." You lean forward and poke at the dwindling fire with a stick, watching the way the sparks jump.

"They're gonna demand a sacrifice now, because you know what they say, babe-" You hold up a finger and quote seriously, like you're repeating ancient lore. "-'Never go camping in the Gods' mountains without a prepared offering, an open heart, and a cleared schedule.'"

"That doesn't even rhyme." Changbin replies helplessly.

"It doesn't have to rhyme. It's Greek." You sniff back.

Changbin stares at you with a blank expression, a flash of lightning sweeping across his features, before he looks away, shaking his head in disbelief.

"You're incredible."

"Aw, thanks!" You hide a grin, tugging your jacket closer around you as the first few raindrops begin to fall.

Changbin sighs. "Not a compliment, babe."

A crash of thunder sounds right over your heads and has you scrambling for cover behind Changbin, your fingers gripping his coat as you duck your head into the safety of his back.

"Okay." You peer up cautiously, the rain starting to pelt your face. "We've done more than pissed them off."

"Fuck." Your boyfriend swears, abandoning the fire, quickly sizzling out in the oncoming rain, and glances out toward your campground, and the tent still wrapped up on the ground. "I knew we should've set up the tent first."

You yelp as a crack of lightning snaps across the lake. "Little late for that, babe. Let's just get it up now and get the hell inside."

Changbin stands, grabbing your hand and tucking it into the pocket of his jacket, before he leads you across the small clearing toward the waiting tent.

The rain is a downpour now, the sky thick with thunderous gray clouds, and taking a step into and against the howling wind feels like a herculean effort.

You all but close your eyes and let Changbin lead you where you need to go.

Reaching the tent, he crouches down and glances up at you, shoving a tent pole into your waiting hands.

"Start putting these together! I'll try and get the stakes in the ground!" He yells over the sound of the wind and thunder, and you nod, squinting your eyes as the rain blinds you, crouching down beside him to start putting tent poles together with numb fingers.

Another flash of lightning and Changbin has successfully unfolded the tent, but it's flapping wildly in the wind , like a captured animal trying to wriggle out of his grasp.

"Fuck." He swears, fighting with the billowing fabric, and you abandon your task to help him pin it to the ground.

"How do we set it up?" You call out over the sound of the storm, and Changbin stares down at the tent pinned beneath your bodies, curls dark and dripping, face wet with rain.

You try again. "Bin? What do we do?"

He glances up at you, eyes slightly wild. "I don't know! I haven't used this since last summer. I don't remember!"

You stare at him, mouth agape, and another boom of thunder has you frantically trying to shove a halfway finished tent pole into whatever slot of the tent you can find.

"It can't be that hard!" You reply back, more to yourself than anyone else, as you wrestle with the fabric and the pole, and succeed in only pinching one of your tingling fingers.

You swear, and drop the tent pole onto the downed tent, shooting a glare at the offending object.

The fabric is quickly growing heavy with pooled rain water.

"Fuck." Changbin swears again, and suddenly tugs the tent fabric out from beneath your bodies. He jerks his head toward the nearby towering pine trees and yells out, "C'mon! Help me get it over there!"

You duck your head against the wind, and both of you head toward the safety of the trees, the tent between you desperately trying to fly away in the wind.

You're panting and absolutely soaked by the time you reach the pines, and Changbin's hair is slicked flat against his head, the unruly curls heavy with water, his jacket dripping.

His chest heaves as you set the tent down and pin it with your feet, and you bemoan silently the puddles of water you can feel already gathering in your sopping sneakers.

"Well?" You ask, in a slightly more normal tone, the wind less noisy beneath the sheltering cover of the trees.

Changbin peers up into the threatening sky, slanting his gaze against the incoming rain.

When he looks back to you, his expression is resigned.

"We left all the rest of the tent shit over there." He motions with his head to the original scene of the struggle, and you instantly shake your head.

"No way. I'm not leaving these trees."

Changbin looks grim, staring down at the tattered tent fabric beneath your shoes.

"Right." He looks determined, glancing up at the dripping branches above your head. "We're gonna make a makeshift shelter with the fabric till the storm clears."

You stare at him.

He picks up his side of the heavy, wet tent, and with a sigh, you slowly do the same.

Following his lead, you string up the cumbersome fabric between three trees until it's sort of secure and makes a triangular, but shoddy, cover from the onslaught of the storm.

Changbin takes off his jacket and lays it on the wet, pine needle covered ground, before sliding back to position his back against a rough stump with a slight grimace.

You stand, staring at him, and he arches a brow, motioning for you to come to him.

"C'mere."

Reluctantly, you slide beneath the dripping, makeshift shelter, and settle in between his legs, leaning back against the warm strength of his chest.

His arms go around you, bare now that he's shed his jacket and is only wearing his damp t-shirt, and his skin is chilled from the rain, but you still feel warmer than before when he rests his chin on the top of your head.

"Well." He chuckles, and you feel the vibration through his chest against your back. "Definitely should've remembered the tent instructions."

You scoff, leaning your head back to glance up at him, smiling down at you.

You reach up and pat his cheek teasingly. "The only thing that never disappoints, is your ability to disappoint, babe."

"Yeah, yeah." He rolls his eyes and captures your hand, tugging it to his mouth as you squeal, lightly biting the tips of your fingers before he presses a kiss to your palm and releases you.

You glance out at the raging storm, and snuggle back against him.

"I dunno. It's kind of cozy."

Changbin snorts. "Yeah, because you have your jacket on still and you're not getting rammed up the ass by some imprudent tree limb."

You bite back a grin. "I always knew you liked it up the ass."

Changbin growls, leaning around to tickle your sides, and you screech, laughing, as you try to wriggle away from him.

Your little playful scuffle only succeeds in making the two of you more muddy and wet than before.

Both of you catching your breath, you glance up as another streak of lightning lights up the limbs of the trees over your head.

You scoot back into the safe embrace of Changbin's arms, and he wraps them around you, pressing a kiss to the wet crown of your head, before he rests his cheek against it.

You close your eyes and listen to the howling of the storm.

"Best, most relaxing weekend ever." You remark quietly, not opening your eyes, fingers tangling with his.

He presses another kiss to your head.

"Just me and you."

[aliypop]

Hi, how are you?

Could I request the eighth photo for your new "event"? Thank you!

-🍓

Young and Beautiful

Wordcount: 445

Request by: @your-nanas-house

Prompt: Elvis and Cecelia coming from a fancy party

Warning: None

Taglist:

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@sissylittlefeather

@richardslady121

@thegettingbyp2

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@poeandmoonknightgirl

California 1967

"Elvis!" Cecelia shouted as she was erupting with laughter. The couple had just come back from dinner with the Memphis Mob, and Cecelia was feeling a bit tired and tipsy. Even though she had had five sugary lemonades. "Hmm? Can't a husband love on his wife?" He asked pulling her close as he kissed her neck. Cecelia chuckled as he dipped her, the ruffles of her pink dress flying behind her. Looking up at him she felt young again, his blue eyes shining like they did all those years ago. "Well... I don't see why he couldn't" She chuckled as he continued to kiss her, his lips trailing down her arms then up her neck her eyes, and finally her lips, the pair had stayed that way as she was becoming love drunk.

 "You know I was thinking..."

"Hmm..." 

"You and me... the honeymoon house." He smirked as she scrunched up her nose, teasing him with her innocent brown eyes, "And what would we do in this honeymoon house, Mr. Presley..." Cecelia asked as he picked her up bridal style, "Maybe have some You and I time...If that's okay with you, Mrs. Presley." Elvis winked as she laughed, "Sounds like a perfect time..." Cecelia giggled, as they made it to their gated drive way Elvis opened her car door and carried her out.As they got into the house the pair was fumbling and stumbling in the dark like two antsy teenagers until the phone began to ring, Elvis sighed as he grabbed the phone, a hand on his hips the other around Cecelia's waist, 

"Yes Jerry..."

"The twins wanted to say goodnight," Jerry said, and Elvis's heart melted, 

"Alright." 

"Daddy!!!" Elaine shouted, he could hear the lisps from her missing front tooth, "Hey little biscuit." He smiled as laughed, "I-I learned a lot today in school!" She grinned as her brother Jesse pushed her off the phone,

 "Let me talk!"He grumbled as Cecelia smiled, 

"Hey, sweetie..."

"Uncle Jerry let us eat a bunch of sweet stuff and-"

"Alright bedtime you two." The phone then hung up as Cecelia and Elvis went back to their romantic evening, his fingers unzipping her dress as her fingers were in his hair, until the phone rang again. This time it was, "Yes Red..." Cecelia sighed, biting her lip as Elvis smirked, "No Elvis is uh..." She saw his blue eyes looking back at her, "Busy... YES~ Please call later." Hanging up giggling Elvis kissed her thigh moving up her stomach, Cecelia was turning into a blushing mess and then it happened again another ring on the phone,

"Maybe we should try this again some other time?"

"Yes."