#like hell yeah. one fun song we're good to go

[nozo-muu]

OUT OF REACH

Pairing: Lip Gallagher x Male Reader, Ian Gallagher x Male Reader (both are separate, no proships up in this bitch)

Best friend’s brother trope and a little bit of jealous best friend. Not an established relationship.  

Summary: Lip and you get caught cuddling by Ian when he comes back from being out.

Cw: NSFW, Mentions of sex, Oral (Reader receiving), Use of the f slur (censored), Swearing, (let me know if there is more)

Author’s note: This is a follow-up to my last fic. I changed the narrator's voice because I realized too late that I wrote that one in the third person, not the second. Let me know what you prefer and if you like me using my OC as the male lead instead of a male reader.

Again, this is inspired by my Oc and scenarios of my Dr. 

"You only call me on the weekends, you only love me when we're freaking"

(I literally have a song for most of the scenarios so yeah...)

The door flung open, which startled you both. The room was dark and you both were lying together, with Lip’s head on your chest, and shirtless, which wasn’t a good look in front of your best friend Ian, especially for Lip.

“YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!” 

Lip immediately shot up, trying to act like he wasn't just cuddling you, which didn’t accomplish anything.  

“Really? With this shithead? You couldn't have chosen someone that wasn't from my family?” Ian exclaimed. 

He had a point… Why the fuck would you decide to sleep with the brother of one of your bestest friends? Yeah, he was hot as fuck, but that wasn't an excuse. With your looks and charm, you could have pulled anyone else if you wanted to. And making out in the Gallagher house, the house without privacy? Really? Not your brightest moment, that's for sure.

“We weren’t doing anything, I swear” Lip added, trying to ease the tension, obviously skipping over your little shower fun.

“Yeah, we were just chilling.”

“Shirtless and without pants, might I add” Ian retorted. 

Touché. 

“Homies chill together like this all the time, it’s no big deal.” Now why the hell would you say that? You know no one does that. 

Ian snorts, “Yeah right…”

He wasn't really mad at you, to be honest, he found it almost funny how his straggot pussy-wipped of a brother had ended up sleeping with his best friend. Food for thought, that was for sure. 

“I’m gonna go for a smoke.” Lip said, trying to evade the vicinity. 

Ian turns to him. 

“You could have at least told me to not come home for a while, so as to not walk in on your little…fun.” 

Lip rolls his eyes at him, sliding past him and almost rolling down the stairs by how badly he wanted to get out of that room. 

Ian turns back to you. You were still lying there, in your boxers, almost frozen by the absurdity of the situation. His eyes roamed your body, looking you up and down. He couldn’t deny it, you looked amazing like that. 

“My brother? Really?” Ian said, sighing.

“Look, I don't know. Honestly, I don’t understand how this happened.” Of course you knew, really well. But you weren’t about to tell Ian any of it. “We just got caught up in the heat of the moment…” False, once again. 

“Honestly, I don’t care, I’m just surprised by him. It turns out the asshole also likes cock.” He sat down on the bed, glancing at you. “Although it’s true that yours isn't half bad.”

You throw a pillow at his face. 

“For fucks sake, Ian.”

“What? You can fuck my brother but I can’t joke about when we did it?”

“I didn’t fuck him! Nor did he fuck me! WE. DIDN’T. DO. ANYTHING.”

He eyes you up and down, not quite convinced by your story and trying to ignore his growing erection. Seeing you barely clothed really did turn him on.

“Fuck it”, he thought to himself, “it’s not like we haven’t before”. 

He scooted over a little, placing his hand on your naked thigh. 

You glance at him with a questioning look.

“That means you’re quite pent up then…”

“You can’t be serious.” You say while looking at him, bewildered.

“Oh, I am.” He shifts in front of you, now on his knees. “May I?”

You roll your eyes at him, but ultimately oblige, blushing a little. 

“Fine.” 

With that green light, he starts leaving open-mouthed kisses on your thighs and over your boxers. Oh, how he loved the scent of your cologne, of your body, of you.

As he continued, still caressing your thigh with one hand, the other having already traveled to your torso, he could feel your member growing. 

Your hands went down to his short hair, gently brushing your fingers through it, which sent a shiver down his spine. 

He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, along with his boxers, just enough so that he could start stroking himself while he focused on you. 

The precum had already started showing through your boxers, which was enough of a cue for Ian to tug at the hem to take them off, revealing your member. 

Gosh, how he loved it. Granted, it wasn’t as big as his, but something about yours mesmerized him. And the sounds you made, those grunts of pleasure and your breathless curses… Gosh, he went feral when he heard those. 

He moved his attention back to your thighs while slowly leaving kisses closer and closer to the shaft. 

“Ian…” You whispered breathless. 

He knew what that meant, he knew you wanted it. He loved having that effect on people, especially on you. 

He started sucking at the base, slowly going up the length. He kept going up and down, licking and leaving little pecs on your member. He went up one final time, this time taking you into his mouth, still stroking himself in the process. He was enjoying this…

His tongue swirled around your head periodically, making you squirm in pleasure. Your hands were still on his hair, caressing his head while he sucked you off. 

He kept bobbing his head up and down until you both were approaching climax.

“Ian… I’m close” you breathed out, looking down. 

He was stroking himself faster and faster now, being almost there himself. He grunted in acknowledgment, the vibration sending a shiver down your spine. 

He kept sucking until he felt it in his mouth… The sensation immediately making him cum on his hand. 

He got up, grabbed a tissue and wiped his hand. The bastard was smirking. 

“Happy? How’s that for an apology?” You asked.

“Apology accepted, but again, I wasn’t mad.” He said, smiling. 

Of course, the guy only wanted to cause a scene. 

“I should go talk to Lip.” 

“Maybe.” 

Outside, Lip was smoking his second cigarette since he had left the room. He was thinking, just like he always was, but right now, he was thinking of you. 

It wasn't a crush, how could it be? Lip had always been the pussy fucker of the family. How could he have fallen for the goody two shoes of the neighborhood?

Granted, you were handsome, tall, smart, and a sweetheart. But come on, you were his brother's best friend. You were younger than him. He couldn't possibly… It was just a fwb kinda thing, or his hormones… 

Engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't hear the front door open.

“Hey…” You approach him, sitting next to him on the steps, “wanna talk about what just happened? Just so you know, Ian is not mad.”

Lip glances at you, taking another puff of the cigarette and handing it to you. You take a puff and he sighs. 

You place a hand on his shoulder. 

“You okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just that ever since that night… Things between us feel different, I feel different. It’s like everything I knew about myself is crumbling down.”

You smile at him, knowing what that feels like.

“You know I’m always here for you, Lip.”

He glances at you. 

“Can you kiss me?”

“What?”

“Kiss me. I want you to kiss me without the need to hook up after.”

Oh! That was a new one. Never in your life would you have thought that THE Lip Gallagher would ask you for a kiss without sex, drugs, or alcohol being in the mix. 

“Sure.”

He turned now towards you fully. Cupping your face as you approached his, eyes immediately closing shut. 

The contact of your soft lips sent sparks throughout his whole body, his hands reaching for your waist. He kissed back, almost desperately, while you ran your fingers through his blonde hair. When you pulled back, both of you breathless, he rested his forehead against yours. 

“Satisfied?” You ask softly.

“Very.”

[niniluvsainz]

labyrinth ☽ ln4

masterlist!

in which... he has one friendship bracelet and a dream.

pairings... lando norris x fem!singer!reader

face claim: sabrina carpenter (but you can imagine reader however you'd like!)

warnings... simp lando, cursing, reader is insinuated to be american in one comment but you can just skip past that, use of y/n, oscar is trying so hard to not be noticed as a y/n fan, reader is basically taylor swift, you probably don't know when reader and lando get together bcs even i dont know but i added dates so maybe that helps?, oh and labyrinth the version that tay sang at the eras tour on the piano bcs that is superior.

author's note... yea we're burning tf out of the whole taylor / travis situation, but i'm adding my twist to it hehe

lando: it's today people.

max: WE KNOW

george: someone is moody.

max: lando, if by some chance you get to interact with her, don't say anything stupid. you've waited too long to fuck it up.

pierre: oscar, how much does lando bombard you with anything related to y/n?

oscar: i've listened to her entire discography without my consent. and i know her entire lore.

carlos: mate just have fun tonight

alex: lily said if you by some miracle get to speak to y/n to tell her that her biggest fan, lily, is her biggest fan

lando: great. oscar i'm picking you up at four.

logan: wait OSCAR'S GOING?

oscar: again, against my will.

nando: if you get to say anything to y/n tell her im a big fan

charles: NANDO TOO?

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17 august 2024.

yourusername

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yourusername uk i loved you too much! 🩵 thank you so much for an amazing tour. the past year has been absolutely magical, and i' so happy i got to spend it with you all. i don't know, maybe add a few more shows for next year? 🩶

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user1 mother

user2 WE LOST THE OUTSIDE AND CASTLES CRUMBLING UK YOU WILL SEE HELL.

↳ user3 HOW DARE SHE MAKE THESE THE LAST SONGS FOR THE TOUR

user4 how does a 24 year old sell out stadiums internationally. i've been with homegirl since she was in her country yeehaw era 🥲

↳ user5 she is the moment. she is the music industry.

↳ user6 so real

gracieabrams loved opening for u bbg 💞

↳ yourusername I LOVE YOU SO MUCH 💖

milomanheim great work out there lil sis 🖤

↳ yourusername thank u for being there every step of the way bsf 🥹

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vanityfair

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vanityfair formula one driver, lando norris, has been spotted at y/n l/n's headline tour! the british mclaren driver has been associated with l/n after publicly announcing he's a major fan. oscar piastri (not pictured), the other mclaren f1 driver, also attended the concert with his teammate. link in bio for more updates of celebrities spotted at this world-revolting concert.

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↳ carlossainz55 amazing, mate! show me videos when we see each other again!

↳ maxverstappen1 i sure hope after tonight you'll stop talking about her.

↳ charles_leclerc lowkey...jealous

↳ pierregasly i already miss the lando before he went to this concert.

↳ logansargeant american talent rahhh 🦅

↳ georgerussell63 haha she didn't talk to u.

↳ oscarpiastri don't tell me you caught my screaming during dont blame me.

↳ alex_albon so did you talk to her?

↳ fernandoalo_oficial i liked her song 'nonsense'.

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"Lando, great qualifying for you today." The interviewer spoke whilst Lando adjusted the microphone in front of him. "It seems you had a great summer break, and it helped you recharge for the rest of the season, we hope. The internet was crazy when they saw pictures of you," Lando laughed nervously, as he knew what was about to be said.

"Tell us, how was summer break. We of course know what happened, but what did you feel was good about the break?"

"Er, yeah." Lando adjusted his cap. "I had an amazing break, got to see the family. And my idol." The blush was recognizable on the Papaya driver. "Y/N L/N. I went to her concert in the UK, and it was an enjoyable moment." Lando knew if he went further, he would just ramble on and on about Y/N.

"But, did you get to interact with her?" This was the question that made the British's smile falter.

"No, I did not, unfortunately." If one dream (other than being in Formula One and winning a WDC) would to come true, it would be to even interact with you. You were his idol, the person he grew up listening to. From when you were thirteen and releasing country songs, changing to pop, and to this day he was forever your number one supporter. No other person would be able to change his love for you.

"I actually made a friendship bracelet with my phone number on it, and another one with the letters L, N and my racing number. Just to keep to myself. The one with my number was for me to trade with her." Lando chuckled. "I know she probably doesn't speak to people before or after the concert. I mean, singing for three hours-you have to save every ounce of your voice for that. At the time, I took it personally. But now, I got to understand."

"And if you were to say something to her right now, what would you say?" The interviewer asked again.

"Um..." Lando thought about his words carefully. "That she's my absolute daylight. And I hope one day she comes to a race."

"Thank you, Lando." The interviewer said, before Lando was off the camera and another driver took over.

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25 august 2024.

etentertainment

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etentertainment after mclaren's f1 driver, lando norris, expressed he went to y/n l/n's "the eras tour" but didn't have the opportunity to speak with her before or after the concert, the singer-songwriter has now been spotted at the zandvoort grand prix.

📷 : gettyimages

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user7 OH MY GOD OH MY GOD WHAT WORLD ARE WE LIVING IN

user8 I'VE BEEN WAITING ON MISS L/N TO SAY SOMETHING ABOUT LANDO

user9 MISS MA'AM STARTED FOLLOWING SOME OF THE DRIVERS TODAY AS WELL

↳ user10 omg y/n in her f1 wag era 🫢

user11 she clearly is losing spotlight in the entertainment world so she has to seek help elsewhwere

↳ user12 i dont know maybe being the youngest artist to cover the top fifteen spots in the charts, sell out stadiums for her tour, is constantly being heard everywhere because of her songwriting or her songs in general all while still finishing her studies at university seems pretty successful to me but i mean, why would a thirty-year old man think that's more successful than sitting on a couch all day having something shitty to say about a woman who is thriving in life.

↳ user11 i work from the office.

↳ user13 dad, why are you fighting on the internet again.

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caption: lando's live reaction to seeing yourusername in the paddock

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↳ maxverstappen1 no he fell to his knees mid-paddock when we were walking back to start the race

↳ user14 OMG Y/N IS IN THE PADDOCK?!

↳ user15 lando is seeing stars rn

↳ user16 he literally said in the interview yesterday after quali he wanted y/n to come to a race, AND HIS MF WISH COMES TRUE THE VERY NEXT DAY?

↳ yourusername awee where is he i wanna meet him 🫶

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maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 lando fell to his knees seconds after this picture was taken. checo tripped over him. y/n helped them up, and lando threw checo out so he could be the only one to hold y/n.

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landonorris no that was all you.

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yourusername oh look at that

tagged: mclaren, landonorris

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maxverstappen1 he actually made dinner good. it wasnt poisonous this time.

↳ landonorris i always cook well. you just don't like my impeccable classy taste.

carlossainz55 thank you for coming to zandvoort y/n i dont think i could've handled any more of lando's horrible cooking skills

↳ yourusername you all had yukitsunoda0511 ? isn't he the chef around here

↳ yukitsunoda0511 every one of them don't understand food. i'm unappreciated here.

↳ yourusername i appreciate you yuki 🥺

user17 i hope she gets close to the grid

user18 why do i lowk want her to date lando 🤭

↳ user19 girl we all do

charles_leclerc it was so nice meeting you, y/n!

↳ yourusername likewise, charles! but i think i liked your girlfriend better ;)

↳ alexandrasaintmleux im all yours babe

oscarpiastri it was fun meeting u or wtv

↳ yourusername lando sent me the videos and i will release them.

↳ oscarpiastri YOU WOULDN'T DARE.

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7 september 2024.

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caption: good day with good people

tagged: maxverstappen1, yourusername, landonorris

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1 october 2024.

Another interview with Teen Vogue you were currently attending. It was a video for "Answering Fan Questions". The interview was going smoothly, until you got to a question that almost made you giggle.

How did you end up attending the Dutch Grand Prix this year? You laughed lightly, unable to hide the small blush appearing over your nose and cheeks.

"Yeah, I had the opportunity to attend a Formula One Race this year. It was very fun."

Did you know one of the drivers attended one of your concerts? One of the team members from the magazine asked behind the camera.

"Two drivers," you corrected before trying to divert the answer back to the initial question. "And yes I did know of their attendance. I didn't at the time of the concert, but when I did, I got a message from another driver. Max Verstappen." You hid your face in between your hands because you knew you were about to look like a bloated tomato.

"Um, yeah--and he messages me on Instagram. He's like 'Y/N' and 'please answer me', and sent about ten messages before I noticed the messages. So I text back and I say 'oh hi'," you mimicked a high pitch voice. "And he ends up telling me how devastated Lando was that he didn't get to talk to me. So because he, and the rest of the grid, were absolutely annoyed about Lando talking about me, he invited me to the Dutch Grand Prix, because it was also his home race." The smile couldn't be stopped from spreading on your face. "And of course I'm sure the world of F1 saw how Max and Lando reacted. One fell and the other was crying," you laughed.

"But yeah, it started as a favor to his mate. And now we're all a tight circle. I think I have discovered my found family."

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10 october 2024.

landonorris

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landonorris oh my god! she's insane! she wrote a song about me... on the piano!

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maxverstappen1 stop saying it. we get it.

↳ landonorris UH OH, OH NO, OH LOOK! i dont care

yourusername my number one supporter 😍

↳ landonorris since ‘09 baby 😘

charles_leclerc i helped her too

↳ landonorris um, am i supposed to thank you?

↳ user20 IM CRYUING

oscarpiastri can you both get off my timeline

↳ user21 remember oscuh, they both have blackmail material

↳ mclaren you're actually all about to traumatize him for life with these blackmail videos (we're gonna blast them at the next race)

georgerussell63 ew.

↳ yourusername shut up you literally are always all lovey-dovey-cuddly with carmie

↳ landonorris oh we also have blackmail of you and carmen

↳ georgerussell63 you are speaking with the blackmail ceo of f1, you know?

user22 AHH PARENTS FINALLY TOGETHER

user23 BEEN HERE SINCE KARTING LANDO SAID HE WAS A FAN OF Y/N

↳ user24 OMG SAME 😭

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20 october 2024.

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12 november 2024.

yourusername

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yourusername oh, i'm falling in love. thank u for being my muse, little lando. labyrinth out tonight @ midnight in honor of your birthday, noodles <3

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pierregasly i cried.

↳ yourusername you screamed actually

↳ francisca.cgomes sent the video, babe 😘

lewishamilton so happy for you both

↳ yourusername i love you father

↳ lewishamilton go tell fernando that, i'm not that old

↳ fernandoalo_oficial yourusername hi lando didn't tell you but i'm a big fan

↳ yourusername i love you father <33

carlossainz55 lando was bold. he took a string with beads and was determined. i'll give him creds for that

↳ yourusername right like i had no faith in the man

↳ landonorris i can read the comments, you know

landonorris still starstruck but i love you so much

↳ yourusername i love you 👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻

↳ landonorris i dont like that emoji

alex_albon lily when are u writing a song about me

↳ lilymhe are the playlists i make with half of them including all of y/n's discography not enough for me to show you my love?

↳ user25 you're so real for that lily

logansargeant now that we're basically related, can you add more shows so i can go to a concert

↳ logansargeant oscar stop hacking my account

↳ oscarpiastri i didnt do that!!!

↳ yourusername staring at you like a damn hawk when you were typing and i got the notification. just admit u like my music is it that hard?

↳ landonorris i will catch him singing one of your songs. one day.

↳ oscarpiastri good luck.

↳ logansargeant soo are you adding any more shows?

idk maybe thinking of doing a small drabble of how oscar and lando were at y/n's concert? i feel like i built up that suspense lmao but hope u enjoy 🫶

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[ohdorothea]

This tournament is being run by and for queer fans, homophobes will be blocked on sight <3 More info here!

Lyrics for the songs under the cut!

False God lyrics

We were crazy to think

Crazy to think that this could work

Remember how I said I'd die for you?

We were stupid to jump

In the ocean separating us

Remember how I'd fly to you?

And I can't talk to you when you're like this

Staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town

I'm New York City, I still do it for you, babe

They all warned us about times like this

They say the road gets hard and you get lost

When you're led by blind faith, blind faith

But we might just get away with it

Religion's in your lips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship

We might just get away with it

The altar is my hips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship this love

We'd still worship this love

We'd still worship this love

I know heaven's a thing

I go there when you touch me, honey

Hell is when I fight with you

But we can patch it up good

Make confessions and we're begging for forgiveness

Got the wine for you

And you can't talk to me when I'm like this

Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you

You're the West Village

You still do it for me, babe

They all warned us about times like this

They say the road gets hard and you get lost

When you're led by blind faith, blind faith

But we might just get away with it

Religion's in your lips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship

We might just get away with it

The altar is my hips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship this love

We'd still worship this love

We'd still worship this love, ah

Still worship this love

Even if it's a false god

Even if it's a false god

Still worship this love

It's Nice To Have A Friend lyrics

Ooh

Ooh

School bell rings, walk me home

Sidewalk chalk covered in snow

Lost my gloves, you give me one

"Wanna hang out?" Yeah, sounds like fun

Video games, you pass me a note

Sleeping in tents

It's nice to have a friend (Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend (Ooh)

Light pink sky up on the roof

Sun sinks down, no curfew

20 questions, we tell the truth

You've been stressed out lately, yeah, me too

Something gave you the nerve

To touch my hand

It's nice to have a friend (Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend (Ooh)

Church bells ring, carry me home

Rice on the ground looks like snow

Call my bluff, call you "Babe"

Have my back, yeah, every day

Feels like home, stay in bed

The whole weekend

It's nice to have a friend (Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend (Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend (Ooh)

It's nice to have a friend (Ooh)

(Ooh)

[mattslolita]

meet me at our spot - c. sturniolo ( 002. )

warnings ; drugs, alcohol, stoner!chris , riding, hair pulling, smut

do not interact if you're a minor!

"can you kiss me more? we're so young boy, we ain't got nothing to lose."

"wait, i'm coming with you."

your own words surprised you — you really didn't know chris like that, and you had barely only met him tonight; but honestly? genesis was right — you needed to have some fun and if hanging out with a random drug dealer ( who was cute as hell! ) was your ticket to that, then so be it.

chris grinned at you, holding his hand out towards you — you accepted it with a smile, as he hurriedly pulled you next to him.

you held his hand close as you both weaved throughout the drunk bodies, the loud music and smell of weed encasing the whole home. you followed close behind chris, and as you both had made it downstairs, you caught sight of genesis and hunter, who had his arm wrapped around the girl.

as if sensing your look, genesis looks towards you, a huge grin forming on her face at the sight of you with chris — she raised her solo cup up to you in approval followed by a wink, causing you to roll your eyes playfully and wave her off.

chris's hand found its way to your waist as he guided you out the door, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach at the feeling — you both walked a short distance away from the house where his car was parked, and he opened up the passenger door for you.

you thanked him and slid inside, and he quickly went around the passenger side, slipping in. he let out a sigh and ran his thumb across his nose, and you looked at him curiously, turning to face him a little. "chris, what music do you like?"

chris then looked over you, a small grin taking over his lips. "i like a lot of people, to be honest. did you want me to play some music?"

"yeah, i'm finna put you on," you grinned, and chris shook his head with a small chuckle.

you went to grab the aux cable as chris put the car in rear, his arm going to the back of your seat as he pulled out of the parking space — you felt a warmth encompass your cheeks because of how attractive he looked in that moment; the veiny arms, the way his arm gripped your seat so tightly, it was turning you on.

chris began driving down the road, and you were still scrolling through one of your playlists, then you smiled once you had finally found a song — a second passed by and you set your phone in your lap as big poppa by the notorious b.i.g began playing softly.

"i love this song," chris grins, one hand resting on the wheel as he drove, the other one coming to rest somewhere on the counsel.

"me too," you agree, "so tell me chris, how long you been slanging?"

"probably bout almost a year," chris shrugs and you hum in response, "i mean i smoke alot and i always had good product, so i figured why not make some money?"

"no yeah, i feel that," you nodded, leaning more towards his side of the car.

a comfortable silence passed between the both of you, and you found your gaze occasionally wondering over to chris periodically — his eyes were still red being that he was still high as shit, but you thought it made him look even better; his brunette hair slightly hung over his eyes, but you could still see the crystaline of them clearly as he looked ahead.

chris's hand on the counsel came to rest on your thigh, but you didn't even flinch — in fact, you leaned into his touch as he drove on. you turned to look out of the window, and chris couldn't help but sneak a glance at you whilst you were unaware of it. you hummed to you know how we do it by ice cube playing in the background now, chris beginning to rub gentle circles around your thighs.

"hey, can i ask you to do something for me?"

chris had already successfully given the person their drugs, so now he had the both of you parked on a hill overlooking a view of the city — you had your legs propped to side while you faced him, and chris was leaned back in his seat, rolling yet another blunt.

"yeah, what's up?" he asked you, his eyes still trained on rolling the paper between his fingers. you watched as his tongue glazed over it to seal the other side, and you bit your lip to keep from sighing.

"so like," you began, holding your phone in your lap, an embarrassed smile taking over your features, prompting chris to look at you with a raise of his eyebrows, "i've deadass never smoked before."

an amused expression paints his face as he holds the blunt in his hand, licking his lips. "never? even with your friend who does it all the time?"

"never," you said, feeling your cheeks heat up at the way he was looking at you, "would you be down to teach me?"

"yeah ma, i got you," chris agrees, nodding his head in your direction.

you grin as your hand finds the orange lighter on the counsel, holding it up towards chris — he holds the blunt up to his lips, and you flick the lighter on, the flame touching the end of it as you pull away, watching as chris inhales, then exhales the smoke.

kiss me more by doja cat and sza began to play in the background as chris smirks at you, and you grin at him anticipation. "alright, you try holding it, like this."

chris turns the blunt the opposite way of him, and you take it and hold it in your own hand. "how do you like, do the inhale thing? that probably sounds dumb as fuck, nevermind."

"nah, you're good ma, there is a certain way you're supposed to inhale it," chris explains, how eyes low and hooded, "breathe it in slowly, then exhale."

your eyes stayed glued on chris's as you brought the blunt up to your lips and inhaled slowly like he said, the end of the blunt lighting slightly, then you pulled it away and exhaled, smoke coming out of your nose; you coughed just slightly, and chris is grinning at you proudly.

"look at you, already doing so well," he rasps, causing you to clench your thighs together, "now let's hit this shit together."

you giggle and pass the blunt back to chris, watching as he throws his head back, his brunette hair swaying slightly as he puts the blunt to his lips, exhaling the smoke and shaking his hair again — he was making you so hot and bothered, even though you had barely known him.

you both passed the blunt back and forth a few more times, giggling aimlessly about nonsense. you were becoming more and more comfortable around him, but there was still something you really wanted.

when chris handed you the blunt again, and idea popped into your head — you looked over at chris lazily, a grin overtaking your features as you bite your lip at him.

"what you lookin at me like that for, ma?" chris asks you, a lazy smirk on his lips.

"i wanna try something," you giggle, sitting up in your spot, "if you're down to let me."

"what's up, then?"

you hold the blunt out to chris and he takes it with a confused expression, as you pushed your seat back, preparing yourself — he watched as you carefully climbed over onto his lap, smoothing your dress being that it rode up when you sat down on him.

a low grunt escapes chris's lips, as he reclines his seat so that you can have more room on him — taking the blunt from his hand, he watches you with hooded eyes as you inhaled, then blew the smoke in his face, a smirk residing on your lips.

"that was hot as fuck," he rasps, as you giggle at him, moving slightly.

chris's hooded eyes stayed glued to yours as he rubs his hands up and down your sides, coming to rest on your hips — you bit your lip as you moved up and down on him slightly, emitting a low groan from him.

"don't do that, ma," chris growls, and you could feel the wetness pool your panties.

"why not?" you ask innocently, bringing your face down to nibble on his earlobe, "am i making you feel some typa way, chris?"

without warning, chris grabs the back of your neck and pulls you forward, crashing his lips onto yours — his are warm and soft, and you kiss him back hungrily, having been waiting for this moment all night.

chris's hand move down to grip your ass and at this you let out a small moan, allowing him access to slip his tongue into your mouth — you grind down on him, trying to gain more friction from your movements.

"fuck, chris," you say, pulling away from him breathlessly.

you and his lips are both swollen and red, as he looks up at you with his hooded eyes, and you feel the wetness pool in your panties even more.

"what ma, tell me what you want," chris breathes, and in response you grind down on him again, causing another low growl to emit from his lips.

"i wanna ride you," you say finally.

"come on baby, let me take off this pretty little dress, then," chris says.

you remove your hands from the sides of him momentarily, as chris's hands wander down to your sides and pull the dress up over you, revealing your black bra and black lace panties — chris reconnects your lips, and you continue grinding down on him, feeling your panties leave a small wet spot on his sweats.

pulling away from the kiss, chris goes down to nip and suck at your nipple, whilst pinching and kneading the other causing a moan to escape your lips. "please chris, i need you already."

he watches you with hooded eyes as his hand travels down to your panties, feeling the wetness of them when he slips one finger inside of them.

"fuck baby, you're so wet for me and i haven't even touched you yet," he groans, "take these off, ma."

you do what he says and lift yourself slightly to pull your panties down while chris works at pulling his own sweats down — your eyes widen slightly as his boxers come off too, revealing his long cock, the pinkish tip dripping with precum already.

chris's hands move to your waist as he grips onto you tightly, helping you to sink down on him — a lewd moan escapes your lips as you sink onto him, his cock stretching your walls.

"you're so big, fuck!" you moan out, as chris attaches his lips to your neck.

"c'mon baby, start moving for me," chris says against your neck, sucking on your sweet spot harshly.

after adjusting to his size you began to move up and down on chris slowly, his hands guiding your hips as he let out a low groan.

"shit, you're so tight, baby," chris breathes, his hand going down to your clit, rubbing circles around it, "go faster for me."

you speed up your pace, throwing your head back in pleasure in the process — your hand goes up to grip at chris's hair, tugging on it slightly, which caused a moan to escape his lips as he continues rubbing your circles around your clit.

"you feel so good inside me like this," you breathe out, bouncing up and down him, your pace having sped up, "fuck, i'm close."

"i'm close too baby, cum all over my cock," chris groans.

you feel your high approaching you, your mind clouded with pure euphoria as you throw your head back, feeling the familiar feeling in your stomach build up — chris continued his movements of his fingers on your clit as you begin bouncing up and down sloppily, your arousal releasing on his cock as you let out a pornographic moan.

chris continues helping you ride out your high, but then he suddenly lifts you off of him and encompasses your lower stomach with warm, wet spurts of his cum.

both of you are now trying to catch your breaths, and you couldn't help but look down at chris's fucked out face — his hair hung low over his eyes, and they were once again still red from him still being high as fuck.

you climbed back over to the passenger seat, feeling a slap against your ass as you do so, causing you to give chris a playful glare as you sit down. "bro, seriously?"

"it was in my face, ma," chris smirks, as he grabs a napkin and hands it to you, "my bad by the way, i just didn't wanna y'know..."

"no you're good, i'm on the pill anyway," you waved him off, wiping your stomach with the napkins, "thanks."

"of course," chris says, handing you back your dress as well.

you slipped the dress back over, furrowing your eyebrows once you realize you didn't have your panties on. you looked around for them, your head feeling slightly dizzy as you were high as shit too.

"chrisss, where are my panties?" you said giving him a goofy smile, and he raised an eyebrow at you.

"they're somewhere around here," chris rasps, "wait, let me see..."

both you and chris went to look at the back of the car but end up bumping your heads, causing you both to burst out laughing — you were both high as fuck, and just got done fucking, and now you were both laughing hysterically at something so stupid; you definitely liked chris.

after the whole ordeal, chris was driving you back home. you both sat in a comfortable silence, his hand rubbing circles around your thigh again as you hummed to the lauryn hill song in the background.

he pulled up to your house and parked right in front, and you looked over at him to see he already had his own eyes on you.

"i know we barely just met and all ma, but you seem so cool," chris admits, rubbing his thumb across his nose, "can i have your number?"

"yeah, for sure," you smile shyly, handing your phone over to him, "it was cool hanging with you."

"which part the smoking, or the sex?" he grins, and you slapped his shoulder playfully, causing him to laugh.

"i mean, all of it was pretty good i can't lie," you admitted with a small shrug, a small smile playing on your lips, "maybe i should go to parties more often if you finna be there."

"you know we don't have to just hang at parties, right?" chris says, "you can just come chill with me any time."

"i'd like that," you smile, as he hands you back your phone, "goodnight, chris."

"i'll see you, ma," he nods to you, his hand on the steering wheel while he rubs his jaw slightly with the other one.

you exit the car and almost lose your balance ( you were still weak in the knees, go figure ) — chris watched you as you went all the way up to the front door of your house, unlocked it, and stepped inside.

and only then, did he pull off, causing your heart to ignite.

heres pt.2 finally baefys, sorry it took so long. do we want a pt. 3, or nah?💌

[lara4eclipze]

“what am i supposed to do without you?”

sypnosis; work , train , new city the cycle never ended for yoonchae drowned in fame—she starts to drift from the only love of her life

cw; fluff , angst , lovey dovey , yoonchae is a sweetheart, a lil crying just a little , miscommunication , pabo is a Korean word which means stupid or dumb, a bit of jelousy

now playing; “Mr.Loverman”

"Lets welcome KATSEYE!". the speakers blare around the mall , as the girls walk out

"hi I'm yoonchae" you heard her sweet voice , you got to sit at front since vip i guess?

for obvious reasons you had to keep the relationship a secret but you enjoyed it , cheering the group seeing her shine on stage was definitely a cure to your sadness

—

"you did amazing" you said as you enter the dressing room , Lara and Megan where there as well so you greeted them

"aww thanks" yoonchae responds , her smile highlighting her face

you hug her and give her some flowers

"soo... when's your next performance" you ask

"I don't know yet—but we're going to korea to have a meeting with Hybe" the younger responds

"ohh" you didn't really get what she meant but you had to say something

"you don't get it?" she asks

"no I do" you chuckle

"yeah right pabo" yoonchae says giggling

—ᝰ.ᐟ

now you get it , yoonchae is in Korea currently and apparently their talking about the next comeback of the group

song named touch or something , the chorus was very catchy , yoonchaes voice suits it you thought

"and we went to eomma to eat" the younger says over facetime

"ooh , was it good?" you ask , smiling at the girl who kept on yapping on the other line

"yep , Lara and Sophia literally fought over the last piece of tteokboki" she chuckles remembering the moment

"I miss you" you said

"I miss you too , but I am going back in a week I think" she replies to with a pout

—ᝰ.ᐟ

maybe you were overreacting but who wouldn't? , yoonchae hasn't answered your text and calls for like a week

yet you kept on reasoning maybe because she was busy?

"yoonie , I miss youu (⁠ ⁠･ั⁠﹏⁠･)" you chat her , besides she should be in the U.S by now

you wait and wait then wait , you kept on waiting

as you wait you scroll on Twitter , until you see katseye has a schedule to perform at a mall

you wonder why yoonchae hasn't told you yet — but maybe she just forgot to tell you

you bought tickets and got ready for the day

—ᝰ.ᐟ

music was loud , people were loud hell even the chairs you sat on was too loud for your liking

yes your social battery is as low as zero right now but what kept you in the mall was the upcoming performance

finally the girls were on stage , they were in position for their song "Debut" you really loved the song not only for it's fun choreo but the lyrics were amazing too

"hello everyone we are katseye!"

one by one the girls said and introduced yourself

"hi I'm Sophia!"

"hello everyone I am Manon and I am Lara"

"hi mall of Asia I am Megan!"

"Hola I'm daniela"

"annyeong— I'm Yoonchae"

you cheered and so did everyone else,they were beautiful

yoonchae saw you , and waved at you — you smiled back and held up a little handmade sign

"we love you katseye" written in some messy handwriting

the girls signed back a heart sign showing their gratitude

—ᝰ.ᐟ

after the show you stayed for a while meeting up with Lara's mom

"hey auntie" you said waving to her she waves back and you see Rhea behind her

"wanna come the girls are gonna eat at some restaurant" you nod In agreement

—ᝰ.ᐟ

"yoonie.." you ran up to her hugging her

"missed you" you pout at the younger

"me too" she giggles

"anyways let's sit down.." you said walking with her to your seat

after eating you asked yoonchae why she hasn't been online lately

"just busy" she replied nonchalantly which weirded you out , I mean she would've atleast sent you a hi but she didn't

"oh" you reply with the same tone

"lets call later?" she ask , which obviously lightened up your mood

a small grin plastered on your face

"yes please , what time?"

"maybe somewhere around 8-9pm" she replied

"okay yoonie " you kiss her cheeks , getting caught by Lara who makes a disgusted face

"yeah as if you and Manon are worse" the younger teased back

—ᝰ.ᐟ

finally home you took a replenishing bath and wore the pyjamas yoonchaes mom bought you

you text yoonchae about the call , and she replies with a thumbs up

weird. you thought

getting bored of waiting since It was probably getting late I mean look at the clock it's 10pm there's practically no sign of yoonchae

*this might be desperate" you exhale , you decided to call Lara instead to atleast know where yoonchae is

"hey , oh she's at Nayoungs place" Lara replied, you thank her and tell her to stay safe

"blah blah blah nayoung" you mutter under your breath , you excuse it as an freind thing but god you hated it

—ᝰ.ᐟ

7:30am

yoonie💗:"babe sorry , I was busy last night — i forgot"

yoonie💗:"sorry :(( , i love you"

you read the texts , yes it was mean not to reply to her but it constantly felt like you were the only one reaching out is there even a point to try?

you cook up something to eat , whilst getting ready to go to the gym

"shit" you mutter as the toast you bit in to was too hot

—ᝰ.ᐟ

while working out you listened to some music, debut was always and will be in every single playlist you had

you felt someone tap your shoulders

"hey"

you turn around pleasantly surprised, Ezrela?

"ezzie! , hey how are you??" you ask hugging her

"sorry bout the sweat" you said chuckling

"I've been good! , and no problem" The shorter replied

"i was wondering if you wanted to come over later—i invited the others aswell since you know I just got casted for some movie" She giggles

"yeah! , what time?" you said excited upon hearing the news

"come by at 8pm you know my address anyways" she said after so walking away

—ᝰ.ᐟ

at the party you saw some dream academy contestants and you knew the girls will be here aswell

"hey ezzie!" you run up to Ezrela giving her your gift

"congratulations by the way!" you said smiling at her

"aww thank you" she said leading you to the backyard

you saw some familiar faces , like Emily , Adela , Lexie and Nayoung — you forced yourself to smile and greet all of them

since most girls were adults their were drinks offered and mocktails for the younger

you were distracted waiting for the front door to open and her to come in , you missed her , plus it was getting late

Lexie approaches you , and you both got into a deep talk , maybe it was the alcohol hitting you but somehow the subject turned to you and yoonchae

"i really miss her you know—sometimes i wanna just keep her with me and hide her from the public" you said

"that's like kidnapping" Lexie chuckles to which you chuckle too

"but I get it — either way , just think about her being successful it will make her happy and what makes you happy?" Lexie follows

"her being happy" you repeat

you failed to notice how yoonchae was already in the party to busy talking, you excuse yourself to the bathroom from Lexie to which she nods too

"babe" you hear someone whisper

looking behind you saw yoonchae , fiddling with her jacket

"oh hi" you replied, you started feeling your eyes blur knowing damn well you were gonna cry you push into the bathroom

"are you okay?" the concerned younger one asks

"yeah.." you replied using some tissues to wipe away any stray tear

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize how far I got from you—i saw you talking to Lexie about it , and I just don't want us to drift this far ever again" the younger states , her hands itching to hug you , a pout evident on her face

you took the initiative and hug her , she rest her head on your shoulders as she mutters some apology

"don't worry , I love you that's what matters" you replied, joy just filling you up

"i promise I'll make sure to stay in touch with you" the younger exhales

"i thought about you wayyyy too much , for my own good too ya know , i mean i didn't hear from you for like two days" you said , the younger presses her lips to your cheeks

"love you"

"love you too" you replied

[carisisrolledupsleeves]

i come to you hands clasped begging… i’m kind of desperate for a sonny x reader where the reader is a bit of a party girl and goody two shoes sonny falls for her after seeing her in a club dancing, he introduces himself to her and spends a while trying to win her over and she relents and they go on a date. one date turns into many and reader is mocking sonny for being a bit of a square like are you sure you can handle me cos i am a lot x sonny may be a dork on the streets but proves he can handle reader in the sheets if you know what i’m saying… welcome to my island remix by charli xcx is what has provoked these thoughts and also proved i can make ANYTHING about sonny carisi

well my dear anon, i hope you are happy with the result, i hope i did a good job with your request / under a read more because i got a little carried away oops

disclaimer: yeah, its smut okay. no, it hasnt been proof-read, english isnt my first language bla bla, we're just gonna raw it (pun intended)

Welcome to my Island

All night you could feel his eyes on you. His gaze had followed you as you made your way to the dancefloor and was fixed on you as you moved to the music; your heartbeat taking on the fast rhythm of the song as you smiled to yourself. Usually you would have ignored any man on a night out with your girlfriends. Always the same greedy, sleazy look on their faces, unable to hide their intentions. But he was different. It didn’t feel dirty, it didn’t feel as though he was already undressing you in his mind. Instead, it felt like a quiet fascination, and deep down it had made you wonder why on earth a guy like that would look at you with such interest. Something beyond the usual attention a hunter shows for its prey. 

It had encouraged you more than you would admit just yet. You amped up your moves, let them become more suggestive, just to coax a reaction out of him. Sure enough, as you tossed your hair back over your shoulder you found his eyes had averted, and he was biting his lip in an attempt to hide a shy smile. Oh, what a wicked game you had started. 

He seemed so out of place, almost like his friends had dragged him here by force. You decided to give it time, wait until he had a few more beers in him; you could sense he needed a bit more courage. And then finally, after what felt like a hundred stolen glances later, he made his way over to the bar where you were waiting for your next cocktail. 

‘Hi.’ he just says and you immediately notice how intensely blue his eyes are. 

‘Hi.’ you reply with a smirk, turning towards him as you lean against the bar, new drink in your hand. 

‘I’m Sonny.’ 

You burst out laughing and feel bad for it instantly. You can’t help it though, he is almost begging to be teased. 

‘Sonny? What kinda name is that?’ you ask and he buries his hands inside his jeans pockets. Ohhh. You got him. 

‘Well, it’s not my actual name, it’s just wha-’

‘Well, what’s your actual name then? Because I’m not calling you Sonny, Sonny.’ you wink at him, twirling your tongue around the straw and even in the dim lights you can see his cheeks turning a bright shade of pink. How cute. 

‘Dominick.’ he answers.

‘Dominick? And why the hell would you have a sexy name like that but introduce yourself as Sonny? Well, nevermind. Dominick. Nice to meet you, Dominick.’ you over-emphasize his name, making it sound as naughty as you can and he blushes again before swallowing hard. 

In that moment you knew, and boy, did he know as well. He was going to lose this game. 

—--

Despite being a wild card, you weren’t into one night stands. And as much as you liked to tease and flirt, especially with him, it wasn’t your thing to take a guy home on the first night. Besides, it was way too much fun to see how far you could take this. Make him lose his mind, make him drop that goodie goodie thing he had going that might have worked with your Italian grandma but not with you. You really made him work hard for it before you agreed but you enjoyed those first few dates; he was a gentleman with manners you weren’t used to. Holding the door open for you, pulling out the chair, picking up the bill every time (which you hated), and walking you to your apartment but never even hinting at wanting to be invited up. Not even a kiss on the cheek when the truth was, you had pictured his face between your legs from the second you had laid eyes on him. Oh how handsome he was, and everything he did he did with such intensity, such intention. It made him even more attractive. You were dying to be touched by him with the same intensity, with the same intention. 

You tried your hardest. Every trick in the book. You wore your sexiest outfits, made the raunchiest comments, teased him relentlessly, got so close to him you could feel the heat radiating off of him and made sure he felt yours. All you got in return were those shy smiles, the flushed cheeks, and Dominick stumbling over his words like a little boy. Naturally you started wondering. He was obviously attracted to you. You knew he was catholic, you both were. Raised in big Italian families. But he didn’t strike you as someone who wanted to wait until marriage. 

—--

It’s your 7th date and you take him to a party one of your friends is hosting. It’s a warm summer evening and he looks so sexy in his light gray button down shirt, the bit of chest hair peeking out driving you absolutely insane. Is he unaware of the way he affects you or is he just playing dumb, you have no idea. It puts you in a mood, that sexually frustrated kind of mood. You decide to do your own thing, leave him stranded for a bit. Why should you not have fun just because he’s being a total square? Dominick watches you intently, just like he had been the night you met but you ignore him. It isn’t until you almost stumble over him sitting alone on the stairs as you make your way down from the rooftop that you finally acknowledge him again. Feeling kind of guilty but still frustrated. 

‘What is your deal?’ you ask him. 

‘What do you mean?’ he asks back.

‘If you can’t handle me then you should have never asked me on a date. I only said yes because you’re cute and I thought you’d loosen up a bit. Why pursue me if you’re scared of a girl like me?’ you cross your arms and expect him to get up and leave. 

Dominick remains quiet for a while. And now you’re the one who turns around to leave but he catches your hand and pulls you toward him, to your surprise. 

‘You think I can’t handle you? You know what I think? I think you can’t handle someone having real and true feelings for you. You can’t handle me being a nice guy. Treating you with the respect and affection you deserve. I think you’ve gotten so used to losers who only want the one thing from you that you can’t handle someone wanting more.’  

His words hit you like a brick. You know he is right. You know you can’t say anything in response because he hit the nail on the head. A snarky retort, maybe teasing him some more? It would all be useless. There’s this glint in his eyes now, one you haven’t seen before. It was always you, having the upper hand, having him wrapped around your finger, making him blush, making him stutter. But you can see it now. The mischief behind his soft, earnest eyes. Dominick’s played the game as well, leading you on, giving you the false impression that you are in control. The truth is obvious now, as you melt in his arms like putty. He pulls you closer, tighter, his lips on yours all of a sudden, eagerly. 

All you can do is nod and mumble a dazed ‘Mmhmm’ when he goes ‘Let’s get outta here’ and you cling to him all the way to the subway, barely aware as the train starts and stops moving until you get off at his stop. He more or less drags you along, pausing only to kiss you whenever you mutter his name needingly. Shit, you know it’s over for you. 

The second the door closes he has you pinned against it, kissing you again with such a force, it feels almost primal. You can’t say or do anything but hold on to him, letting him take over. The plans, the ideas you had for this moment, all gone out the window. It’s ironic how all you wanted was to seduce him, blow his mind in every possible way so he would forget his own name (Sonny, Dominick, whatever) and yet here you are, helpless as his large hands roam over your body while he’s kissing you roughly. Do what you want to me, with me, I don’t care. 

You whimper as Dominick’s mouth leaves yours and wanders to your neck, biting there, your fingers already digging into his back at the sheer pleasure of his assaults. Damn, I should have known. Good catholic boys are always freaks deep down. You giggle and his head shoots up, eyes boring into yours.

‘What’s so funny?’ Dominick asks, his voice somehow sounding stern but playful at the same time.

You hold his gaze, trying to catch your breath but you fail. His hand is on your thigh, moving under your dress until his fingers are tracing along the outline of your panties, slowly yet deliberately. 

‘I asked, what’s so funny?’ he repeats, touching you just inches away from your already damp center. 

‘The way I thought you couldn’t handle me.’ You are the one sounding shy now, like a little girl.

‘Babe, you have no idea. I’m gonna handle you all night. Over and over again. You think I didn’t keep score of all that teasing?’ he growls, his fingertips now ever so slightly sneaking under the fabric of your thong brushing over the soft skin there. 

Fuck. Oh my fucking fuck. You nearly pass out as he kisses you again. You press your body against his, moaning as you feel his erection, oh my God. There’s nothing you want more than to have him inside of you, and you squirm at the thought of it, knowing he will keep you waiting for as long as possible. 

‘Please, please.’ you beg but it’s useless. 

He shakes his head, instead picking you up and carrying you over to his kitchen island where he sits you down, his hands once again reaching under your dress to pull your underwear off with one adept motion. 

‘Let’s see just how wet you are for me, darlin’’ his fingers find your folds, making you shutter and you meet his eyes, the bright blue now darkened with lust.

Dominick spreads your slick all over his fingers before thrusting them into you, his thumb beginning to circle your clit harshly as you grasp his shoulder, your head falling back from the intensity of his touch.  

‘Fuuuuck, Dominick!’ you moan, feeling the muscles in his arm tense as he expertly curls his fingers inside of you.

There’s no slow climb. It’s a rapid ascent, straight to heaven. Within seconds. You stare into his eyes, and all this time you wanted to unleash him, he has now come and unleashed you in a way you didn’t think was possible. You can feel yourself tighten around his fingers, ready to burst but he withdraws just before you can topple over. 

‘What? No, please!’ you protest.

‘Shhhh.’ he covers your mouth with his hand softly, parting your lips with his fingers covered in your juices. 

You open your mouth and suck them in, tasting yourself, and he keeps them there as his face disappears between your legs. You lick his fingers as he starts to eat your pussy, his tongue stroking through your folds as you feel his free hand spread you open to get better access to your pulsing clit.

‘I can’t! FUCK!’ you have to stop yourself from biting down on his fingers, sucking them into your mouth again instead, making him moan and bury his face even deeper inside your cunt. 

He’s so good at this, so so good. 

‘You are so fucking delicious.’ Dominick dips his tongue into you, turning you into an even bigger mess. 

You come hard, and he keeps you in place with his strong arms as you shake and twitch, a deep and feral moan escapes your lips as he catches your wet release in his mouth, licking it all up. He sucks on your swollen nub, making you shudder again before you even come down from your climax, and your hand flies into his hair, pulling, as you press yourself against him. 

‘Almost couldn’t handle that, huh?’ he grins smugly and you want to curse him out, want to tell him to shut the fuck up but he grabs your hips and picks you up again, and you are limp from your orgasm in his arms. 

‘Ugh, I just want you inside of me.’ you kiss his neck; that exquisite, long neck, as he carries you toward his bedroom. 

‘Is that all you want?’ Dominick asks. He knows he has you exactly where he wanted you, after weeks of trying to break down your walls. 

‘No. You know it’s not.’ as soon as you’re on the bed you’re trying to distract him by unzipping his jeans but he catches your hands in his.

‘Do I? I wanna hear you say it though.’

There really is no point. You know there isn’t. You are both vulnerable now, anything goes. 

He frees himself of his clothes and you immediately want to touch him everywhere. Oh, he is so fine. 

‘I want you. I want all of you. I want us. Forever. Always. I wanna be yours, all yours. And I want you to be mine, all mine.’ you press your face into his chest and breathe him in, that heavenly scent you had imagined all over you for weeks now. 

‘Well, I’m all yours, baby. I have been since that night at the club. You were so naughty. But I was up for the challenge.’ He kisses you again fiercely and then with one swift motion he is kneeling between your thighs, his hands grabbing your waist with such strength and determination, and his hard cock just inches away from your pussy. 

His hand brushes over your slit, and you watch as he covers himself in your slick with a few strokes of his dick; fuck, he really knows what he’s doing, and it makes your brain short-circuit. 

‘So you’re mine, huh? All mine?’ Dominick teases and you nod, swallowing hard. 

He splits you open with his tip, making you whine before he slams into you and you almost choke on your own moan. Big and hard and throbbing inside of you. Good Lord, he fills you up perfectly. Dominick gasps as he watches himself getting sucked inside your wet little hole, cursing under his breath as he feels you tighten around him already. 

‘Fuck, you feel good wrapped around me like that. How did I manage to wait that long?’

‘I don’t know but you better give it to me every day from now on.’ you wrap your legs around him, digging your heels into his lower back as he starts moving with a smile on his face. 

‘You won’t have to ask, honey. I won’t ever get enough of you.’ he licks his lips, looking down at you in the most obscene way that gives you the most obscene thoughts. 

You really had been fooled by his good boy act.

Dominick is hitting your gspot so skillfully at this angle, fucking into you deeply, dragging along your walls that are still so sensitive after your first orgasm. It won’t take long until the next, not if he keeps this up. It’s almost too much. The way he looks at you with furrowed brows, as if your pleasure is all he wants to focus on. Your back arches as one of his hands leaves your waist to graze upwards to cup your breast, down over your hip and thigh. His soft touch is such a contrast to the firm hold and hard thrusts he administers. Then his hand travels further until his fingers find your clit once more, your eyes rolling back as he adds yet another sensation to your body again. How could you have ever underestimated him like this? When no man could ever make you feel like this before? There’s this knot in your stomach, making it harder to breathe, and it has nothing to do with your approaching climax. 

‘Need you closer.’ you almost cry out, surprised at the desperation in your own voice. 

Dominick obliges, leaning down to kiss you, his whole body covering yours and you sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck. You press yourself against him as his movements slow down a bit, and nothing has ever felt as intimate. Your hands wander, fingers digging into his broad shoulders as he rolls his hips against yours; long, slow, deep thrusts that make you see stars. His hot breath is on your skin as he nibs on your jaw.

‘You make me delirious.’ he whispers, his voice shaky with abandon. 

Your legs wrap around his hips, needy for the friction and he gets the hint, picking up the pace again. He’s as close as you are, you can tell by the way you feel his muscles tense.

‘Fill me up, Dominick.’ you purr into his ear and your hands wander down to his ass while you squeeze him inside of you. 

He growls, grabbing you again, his fingers digging into your hips so hard you’re sure he’s leaving you with bruises. The thought of having his marks all over you, his cum inside of you; yes when you said you wanted all of him you really meant it. And you bliss out just as you feel him pumping his hot seed, your name leaving his mouth in a sinful moan. Fuck, you’ve never come so hard in your life. It’s earth-shattering; you convulse so violently you’re surprised he’s still able to pound into you. Dominick hisses as you scratch at his skin, his lips capturing yours in a hungry kiss. 

‘That’s right, sweetheart. That’s right. Let it out. You’re so fucking sexy when you come.’ Dominick breathes, his fingers finding your clit to send another wave through you making you cry out. 

Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. 

And truthfully, you have no idea how much time passes. He’s still on top of you, he’s still inside of you, and you don’t want him to move either. You want to drink in his scent, that intoxicating scent now mixed with the smell of sex which makes it even more intoxicating. You want him to imprint on your body and soul, you want to forever feel his skin against yours. Damn him for making you feel this way. 

‘I hate you.’ you joke, nudging his cheek with your nose and he looks at you with a smug smile on his face because he knows you mean the opposite. 

‘I love you.’ Dominick replies, for the both of you, sending your head spinning once again. 

[kaythefloppa]

Moose Nibbles - Thoughts [Spoilers]

The last episode in this week's batch of new episodes. Here are my thoughts: Spoilers ahead!

More ammo for my analysis of the canon timeline: The opening sequence of this episode takes place in Grizzly Gulch, the central location of Activate Kid Power, suggesting this episode takes place after that special. No reason why I'd mention it, just had to.

Ok I'll admit, this was a funny joke. Much like the salamander episode, this ep. is way funnier than it has any right to be.

Obligatory "why the fuck did it take them 14 years to make a moose episode?" aside... this is the first time we've seen a moose calf in the series and oh my god it's so fucking cute!!!

When they announced at the live show that they were doing a moose episode, I was really hoping that this episode would be a prequel to Little Howler, showing how the brothers got the moose disc. While I'm not disappointed that it didn't happen, and whilst this episode does more than enough to make up for that, still.

Also here is the show agreeing with me as to how absurd it is that we're almost 8 seasons in and we're only JUST NOW getting a moose adventure.

A few things to note

I am SO GLAD that we were wrong and that this wasn't a musical number. Idc how good the song from the previous S7 episodes were, those mfs cannot sing 😭

This entire file name is titled "acid," which I think is a good enough descriptor for this entire sequence. I feel like it would be even WORSE on acid.

This is a joke in the episode that DOESN'T land and that's purely because of the punchline; secondhand embarassment is not enough to detail how cringe it is. They were doing so well beforehand too, like what gives 😭

After 3 seasons and 8 years, the Moose Suit is back!

I know I glaze S7's animation a lot, but I want to do it here because goddamn did the animators have so much fun with this scene and the facial expression. This is the type of shit I'd expect in a Spongebob episode, not Wild Kratts, but it's so fucking funny regardless! I know people think that the new seasons can get too 'kid-oriented' sometimes and part of me agrees but scenes like this make me happy regardless because I know that 8 year old me would've rolled on the floor at this. I'm laughing at this as an adult!

Also, what probably helps this scene is the color direction: There are three shades of green in this scene. The dark green that's in 75% of the background, the spring green in 35% of the background alongside Chris's bullfrog power suit (that matches the green hues of a frog) AND the light greens of the antlers juxtaposed to the other shades and thus the easiest to see! This helps the joke because you're obviously going to be attracted to so much green complimenting each other but also you're immediately going to point out the one thing that's NOT supposed to be there and laugh at it because of how easy it is to spot.

Yeah, two paragraphs glazing analyzing this one scene because the f*cking sight gag was green!

The first time we ALSO see a female moose in the series! I love this episode.

Had a conversation with my friends involving this, and of course I'm enough of a nitpicky bastard to ask this ultimately meaningless and fruitless question - what exact effect does the CPS have on the user's digestive tract? I assume that if an animal's abilities/biological life-hacks include specialized digestive tract (i.e. like a lemur, panda, or gazelle) it changes the user's tract to match the animal's, especially since we've seen this be the case before (i.e. the T-Devil and Gazelle Suits, both of which have been used by Chris).

All I'm saying is, compared to the sh*t that Chris has eaten in the CPS, (moldy pizza and grass that has probably been stepped/shat on), twigs are probably the best meal he'd take lmao.

Hell yeah babeeey we got the Oak Tree Power Suit callback!

Admittedly not as funny as the Bullfrog-Moose joke earlier, but still incredibly enjoyable of a sight gag. They didn't even try to hide the blatant callback and that just made it even more chuckle-worthy.

Does that fucking look like a horse to you Jimmy??

Also another episode where Jimmy plays a key role in saving the day. I feel like this is building up to an episode that will finally answer the question of "Does Jimmy need a Creature Power Suit" and with how they've been developing his character this season, I'd be good with either a "yes" or "no." Just something I'd like to mention.

CHICKADEE AVIVA!!!!!

I'm with Martin here. I feel like the proper method of preventing such crazy malfunctions from even being a problem in the first place would be THAT F*CKING RING CHIP THAT WAS CREATED A DECADE AGO TO HANDLE THIS EXACT CONTINGENCY AND I WILL KEEP BRINGING UP UNTIL SHE F*CKING COMPLETES IT.... or... someting like that.

Again, somehow this joke manages to keep being funny even after they overdo it. Well played, writers, well played.

But also, what is the species of the snake that touched Martin in this scene? What kind of snake suit was he malfunctioned into? The fandom wiki says it's a garter snake but the suit resembles the Rattlesnake Suit from Season 2 and even had the insignia, so I assumed that this was actually a King Snake Suit since most king snakes mimic rattlesnakes. But we've seen two species of king snakes in WK (the prairie king snake from Season 3 and the Eastern Kingsnake from the flash games), neither of which resemble the snake in the episode? Can any snake experts help me out? Because I'm gonna be mad if it turns out that yet ANOTHER episode in this batch was aired out of order.

CONCLUSION:

Pros:

The animation. Most of the jokes land here simply because the detailed and fluid animation compliments the comedy.

The fact that we got a moose episode at all.

The callback malfunctions. I don't exactly know, nor can I confirm how much online activity in the fandom chatboards managed to reach the radar of the Wild Kratts staff (logically it can't be much since the Internet's a vocal minority and all that but given the two year long dry season before S7, it can't be none at all, but I digress) but it definitely feels like the malfunctions in this episode were subtly written for older fans who were around during Seasons 1-2, since many of the suits we haven't seen since around that time. The self-aware humor surrounding the oak tree suit callback is more than enough of an indictator. But whether it was intentional or not, it's still a silly fun stirng of callbacks to episodes we know and love, and that is what I can appreciate it for.

Cons:

The Disney-acid sequence in this episode: Mainly the punchline that kneecapped any comedic potential it had and just came off as cringe. Skip. Skip Skip.

I'm gonna be honest, there are not that many pros or cons I can enlist about this episode beyond overanalysis and nitpicking. The entire premise of this episode down to its execution is simplistic, which isn't a bad thing. It was still enjoyable, it's still something that I can find myself rewatching on end. It's still something that I can point out personal cons vs. pros with (the acid sequence vs. the malfunctions) but divorced from all of that, it's a simple middle of the road episode at its core. Again, it's probably just filtration bias after being hung up from Monday's high-stake special, but I'm gonna say it's above average at best.

Ranked: 6.9/10

[fvllingflower]

Tell Me

pairing: college!wonwoo, f!reader

genre: smut

warning: party, cursing, fingering (f!rec.), protected sex, hickeys, hair pulling, & aftercare.

song recommendation: tell me by fifty fifty

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You didn't even know why you were here or how your friends dragged to this party, but here you were. As you and Yoohyeon were walking to find Siyeon and Bora, you felt like every guy there staring at you. You two found the other two girls.

"Ooh who is this hottie," Siyeon smirked as she looked me up and down.

"I know right, she looks so hot," Yoohyeon smiled. Yoohyeon was the one to dress you in this short black dress, that was revealing of your cleavage and wearing black heels.

"The guys keep staring at me," You mumbled.

"Yeah cause you're fine as hell," Bora hyped you up. The girls knew you weren't comfortable with parties but they wanted you to get out your comfort zone for once.

"I heard that guy you find hot from our literature class is here," Yoohyeon informed you.

"Really?" You asked surprised.

"Apparently he's friends with the party host and he was also dragged here," Siyeon smiled.

"You should go find him and flirt with him," Bora hit your arm.

"You know that's not a good idea," You looked at here sternly. She nodded.

"Oh look there he is," Siyeon pointed out. He was walking behind you, you guess to his friend. You turned your head and saw. Shit he was wearing black button up with two buttons undone and black pants.

"Mingyu there's apparently like a new girl here, and she's hot," Vernon hit his arm. Wonwoo walked over to them.

"Can I go home now?" Wonwoo asked.

"No, you need to loosen up, you're always in that damn room reading, you need to have fun," Mingyu wrapped his arm onto his shoulder.

"Reading is fun," Wonwoo looked at him.

"Just at least get laid or something," Mingyu groaned.

"He could try the new girl," Vernon suggested.

"New girl?" Wonwoo asked.

"Yeah, I'll go find her for you," Vernon smiled. Vernon walked off to find you.

"Fine if you won't stop bugging me about it, I'll go try and talk to him," You sighed. The girls were cheering you on as you walked off. You were walking past Vernon when he suddenly stopped.

"Vernon what the hell?" You looked at surprised.

"You know my name?" He asked.

"Yes! We're literally music partners," You answered. Is he losing his memory?

"Y/N?!" He shouted surprised.

"Yeah," You nodded, confused by his actions.

"You're the new hot girl!" He covered his mouth.

"Do I really look that different dressed up?" You asked.

"The more I look at you, no you don't," He replied. Wonwoo and Mingyu walked over to you.

"Vernon is that the new girl?" Mingyu asked as he checked you out.

"Well yeah but no... it's Y/N she's just dressed up," Vernon answered truthfully.

"You guys are stupid," You sighed and Wonwoo laughed at your comment.

"They really are," Wonwoo smiled. The guys noticed you two were connecting and decided to walk off.

"Do you wanna go some more quiet?" Wonwoo asked and you nodded. He took your hand and lead you up the stairs to his room.

"It's quieter up here," He smiled as he locked the door so no horn dog would interrupt you two talking.

"I feel like I've seen you before on campus," Wonwoo smiled as he sat on the bed next to you.

"We're in the same literature class, so maybe that's where," You answered.

"Mhm maybe so," He smiled at you. He looked down and noticed you were in heels.

"You're in heels, your feet must be dying," He pointed out.

"Yeah especially since I've been standing," You nodded. He got on his knees on the floor and helped take your shoes off.

"Oh— thank you," You were trying not to blush.

"Of course," He also took his shoes off and then sat down next to you again. You two just started talking about anything and everything. You felt a source of comfort in him.

"During class one day, you should sit next to me," He smiled.

"Why would you want me to sit next to you?" You asked.

"Cause we seem to have great chemistry and you're really pretty," He spoke truthfully which stunned you.

"Jeon Wonwoo finds me pretty?" You smiled widely. He nodded.

"So pretty," He leaned in and kissed you. His lips were soft, you weren't expecting him to be such a great kisser but I guess you learn something new everyday. You were quick to climb into his lap as you two sinken the kiss. He finally pulled away and just looked at you.

"If you aren't comfortable with anything I do, tell me," He whispered and you nodded.

"Shit Jeon kiss me!" You pulled him back into a heated kiss. His hands held your waist. His kisses started to travel down your jawline to your neck to your collarbone and to your cleavage. His hand traveled your thigh and he was just massaging the flesh. You pushed him back against the bed and you got up and stripped your dress off, leaving you in your bra and underwear. You climbed back onto him and started unbuttoning his shirt. Who knew your little nerd crush was so fit. You started kissing down his chest and you decided to start nipping on his skin. You left a hickey in the crook of his neck and you continued your process.

"Do I belong to you?" He teased. He sat up and you two started making out again. His hand went down and pulled your panties aside for his fingers. He pushed his two of his fingers into your hole making you moan into his mouth.

"You like that?" He whispered and all you did was whimper as he started to fuck you with two fingers. He started thrusting his fingers fast. Your hand was quick to find his hair and grip it. Your other hand was clawing into his back. He suddenly added a third finger, stretching you out some more for him. You tossed your head back at the pleasure he was giving you. It didn't take long for you to snap. He pulled his fingers out and scooped up some of your orgasm and licked it off his fingers, looking straight into your eyes as he did so. He pulled you back into a deep kiss and laid you back onto his bed. He got up and started to strip.

"Baby can you do something for me?" He asked sweetly. You hummed in response.

"Can you strip completely naked for me," He smiled as he pulled his pants off. You sat up and unhooked your bra and threw it off the bed and then you lifted your hips to pull your underwear off. He pulled his underwear off to reveal his dick. Sure you've had fantasies of him but you always imagined for him to be average but you were wrong. He was big and thick and veiny in the right ways. He went to his nightstand and pulled out a sliver square. He ripped it open and slid it on himself.

"God you look so beautiful," He climbed on top of you and kissed you passionately. He started rubbing his dick between your folds which caused you to whine.

"You like that baby?" He smirked.

"God Jeon just fuck me," You whined.

"What's the magic word?" He asked.

"Please Wonwoo fuck me," You cried. He lined himself up and slowly pushed his cock inside of you. The stretch was delicious, it had you moaning so slowly. He made sure to be balls deep before letting you adjust. As you adjusted, he was peppering your collarbone with kisses. You tapped his shoulder and he started thrusting. He started slowly and quickly started to speed up. You wrapped your legs around his waist to feel all of him. You swore you could feel him in your stomach. He was hitting all the right places that made you a moaning mess.

"Fuck Wonwoo," You almost screamed. You were so glad the music was loud so that no one could hear how loud you were being. Your hands were in his hair and his hands were on either side of your head. You started to clench around him to let him know you're close.

"You gonna cum for me?" He whispered against your neck. All you did was whine. He took that as a yes and he thrusted even rougher. One of his hands as he thrusted, played with your boob. He was pinching your nipple and squeezing the mound that fit perfectly in his hand. Your legs started to tremble and with that you reached your climax. He continued thrusting until he came, filling up the rubber. He pulled out and laid beside you. You two were just panting. Once he calmed down, he got up and threw the condom away. He walked into his bathroom and came back with a wash cloth.

"Baby I'm going to clean you up," He warned you before putting the cloth against your folds. He wiped up any extra cum that escaped you. Once he was done he threw the cloth into his laundry basket.

"I should probably get home," You sat up. He looked at you with pouted lips.

"I think it's best you stay here tonight," He protested.

"It's late, you're tired, I'm tired, and I don't want some creep to hurt you," He stated. You just smiled softly.

"Fine, I'll sleep here, but can get some clothes at least," He widened his eyes in panic and he handed you his button up.

"Do you wanna sleep in this?" He asked nervously.

"Sure it looks soft," You pecked his cheek and took the shirt from him. You buttoned the shirt up and put you panties back on.

"You look so cute in my shirt," He smiled and hugged your waist.

"I'm glad you think so," You giggled. He placed a kiss on your cheek and then went to put on a shirt and shorts. He climbed into bed with you and cuddled you. You rested your head on his chest and one leg on top of him which made him smile.

The next morning you woke up due the sun hitting your eyes. You looked over and saw Wonwoo still asleep. As he slept peacefully you played with his hand. You saw him smile suddenly, knowing you woke him up. He locked his hand with yours and opened his eyes.

"You like my hands or something?" He teased.

"Sorry, I didn't know what else to do," You smiled. He grabbed you by your chin and pulled you in for a kiss.

"It's okay baby," He smiled. He sat up and sniffed for something.

"Come on, I think Mingyu is making breakfast," He grabbed your hands to pull you out of bed.

"I'll be there in a minute I need to use the bathroom real quick," You let go of his hands and walked to his bathroom.

Wonwoo got downstairs and saw Mingyu cooking breakfast as he suspected. Seungcheol and Vernon were also there waiting for breakfast.

"Hey Woo how was you night?" Vernon asked.

"It was good actually, real good," Wonwoo smiled to himself.

"You two seemed to be hitting it off but after a while you two disappeared," Mingyu pointed out.

"We went up to my room to talk, it was hard to hear over the music," Wonwoo admitted.

"Nothing else happened?" Cheol smirked. Suddenly you walked downstairs and walked into the kitchen.

"Oh hi guys," You smiled awkwardly.

"So something did happened last night," Vernon smiled.

"Oh Y/N I didn't know you were here still... I didn't make enough breakfast for you, my bad," Mingyu rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's fine, I'll just eat something when I go home," You smiled kindly.

"We can share my food, I don't care," Wonwoo offered and you just waved him off.

"It's fine, I'll be upstairs if you need me," You pecked his cheek and went back upstairs. You went to your purse and pulled your phone out. Shit ten messages from Yoohyeon..

>Y/N where are you?

>Are you okay?

>I'm worried, answer me as soon as possible!

>Are you with Wonwoo?

>You have to tell me about it!

>Y/N!!!!!

>Bitch answer me!

>Wonwoo better not be a murderer or something.

>ANSWER ME!

>We're leaving the party, please text me as soon as possible so ik you're okay! I love you<3

You decided to message her back. Now is better than later. You felt bad for making her worry.

<Yoo I'm okay! I was with Wonwoo last night, talking about shit and then we ended up fucking so.... I have sm to tell you in person! Anyways sorry for making you worry but I'm okay, he's not a killer! I love you too<3

You crawled back into his bed and was watching videos on your phone. You suddenly heard a knock on the door and it was Wonwoo. You were slightly confused why he would knock to enter his own room but whatever. He opened the door and in his hands was food.

"I made you some food, it might not be the best since I'm not the greatest at cooking but I tried," He handed you the plate. You took a bite out of it and your eyes widened.

"Wonwoo this is good, what the fuck?" You praised him and he smiled.

"I'm glad you like them, the guys are teasing me over this but it's worth it if you're happy," He got in the bed next to you. You fed him a piece of the food and he nodded.

"Damn I did do a good job," He sounded surprised. You finished eating and you were about to get up to clean the dish but Wonwok stopped you.

"Here let me do it," He grabbed the plate. He went downstairs to clean the plate. Damn is really this down bad for you or are you tripping? He came back to you and kissed your cheek.

"I'm going to go shower and then I'm gonna go home, okay?" You stood up and he pouted.

"Fine, but can I ask you a question?" He asked and you nodded.

"Can I take you out on a date next Saturday?" He asked and you smiled widely.

"Yes, I would like that," You walked towards him and kissed his lips softly.

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A/N; thank you for all the love that I've been receiving for my stories lately! I'll try to upload more in the future. I hope you enjoyed this one, and I'm deciding of I want to do a part two for this or not <3

[demigodsanswer]

Percabeth sick/injured fic x secret relationship

Set in the secret relationship/Roman!Percy Verse

They are about 25, engaged, and public rivals, privately engaged and very in love.

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With his mother and fiance on the other side of the country, Percy decided he needed to finally invest in a phone. Valdez had figured out how to dim the monster-attracting qualities of cellphones, and of course he was safe in New Rome, but he always seemed to attract more monsters than the average demigod.

He had "mom" save in his phone twice -- one with a blue heart one with a red heart. Blue heart was actually Sally. The red heart was Annabeth. It was an easy way to make sure no one accidentally spotted her name on his phone, even if Annabeth did tease him about the oedipal implications.

A senate hearing was not when he wanted to see "Mom ❤️" flash across his phone screen. Annabeth rarely called him unscheduled. But she was twenty-seven weeks pregnant now. Things couldn't always be scheduled.

"I need to take this," Percy whispered to Reyna, one of his allies in this whole clandestine relationship. She'd met Annabeth first, actually, when Hera decided to swap her and Percy. Percy got a fun few months of camp fire songs and marshmallows. Annabeth ... well, the Roman's were a little more intense.

"Praetor Jackson, certainly there's nothing more important that the investigation into these assassination attempts," Octavian yelled through the room as Percy stood.

"There is, actually," was all Percy said before leaving.

The on-going attacks on high ranking Romans had really thrown off the last few months of Percy and Annabeth's life. They were engaged, expecting a baby, and ready to finally end the rivalry between camps. But these attempts had stalled all of those plans.

Only members of the seven had been spared at all. Reyna had been attacked recently, although she escaped with her life. Greek weapons had been found at several scenes. Percy -- well, Annabeth really -- maintained it was some kind of frame job. What did the Greek get out of assassinating random Romans? But weeks in, two dead, several injured, they were no closer to figuring it out.

The whole ordeal kept Percy trapped in his Praetor position and far away from the woman he loved.

So if Octavian wanted to say something, he could. Percy was hoping for an excuse to be kicked out of his position anyway.

He answered the phone call after running down the hall, far as he could get from the senate doors.

"Hey, I'm in the senate building I just stepped out," were his opening words, so she knew that if he didn't react, it was all for the sake of his public appearance.

"Percy, something feels weird," Annabeth said.

He'd climbed through and out of hell with her, and even then she'd never really sounded afraid.

Annabeth sounded afraid now.

Percy did his best not to match her tone.

"Everything is going to be okay," he promised. "Does it seem like a demigod thing or human thing?"

"It feels like ... cramps. Maybe contractions? Human I guess, but ..."

Not good.

"Are you still at home?" He asked. They shared a new two-bedroom apartment in Brooklyn that he'd barely gotten to spend anytime in because of the band of rogue assassins terrorizing his city. But still, it felt more like home than New Rome did these days.

"Yeah," she said.

"When my mom was pregnant with Estelle, she had all sorts of weird feelings and pains, so it's probably okay, okay?"

"Okay."

"But we're gonna go to the hospital just be safe, okay?"

"We?"

"I'll get on Mrs. O'Leary. I'll be there in five minutes," Percy said.

"The Senate --"

"Fuck the Senate," Percy said. "You're much more important."

He could almost hear her smiling, just for a moment. "Okay, I love you," she said.

"I love you too," he promised. "If I'm not there in five minutes, don't wait for me. I'll find you."

"I know," she said. They hung up. The moment her voice was gone from the other side, he took a deep, panicked breath and rested his head against the cold tile wall in front of him. It'll be okay, he promised himself. A demigod healer, his cousin's partner, worked at their hospital. He mostly did mortal ER stuff these days, but if it was demigod-related, or something he could treat with Apollo magic, he'd be there.

The seven, Nico, Reyna, Grover, and now Will. That was their network of demigods who knew why Percy kept sneaking away from Rome, and who knew how assumed-virgin Annabeth Chase had gotten pregnant (she hadn't been a virgin since she was seventeen, but that was no one else's business).

Percy walked back in to the senate hearing, but didn't sit back down. He gathered what little he had with him and whispered to Reyna: "My mother is in the hospital."

She looked at him, worried. Reyna casually rested her hand on her abdomen, as if to ask: Annabeth? Percy nodded. "Is she okay?"

"I don't know. I'm going to New York. I'll be gone for a few days," he said.

Reyna waved him off. He'd been so distracted for the last twenty-odd weeks (longer really, several years at this point), that he was mostly dead weight to her anyway.

"Go, I can handle this," she said.

"I'm still talking!" Octavian reminded them. "Praetor Jackson, some might consider it treason if you leave now--"

Percy set off the sprinklers. "The meeting is over."

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Mrs. O'Leary got him to Brooklyn in a matter of seconds. Between her and Blackjack, the long-distance periods of his and Annabeth's relationship were surprisingly manageable.

"Percy!" Annabeth said the moment he appeared in their living room.

"Hey," he said, pulling her into a hug. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

She just shook her head. "Lets go." Percy grabbed her bag for her. She'd shoved a pair of pajamas and extra pair on undies in her purse, he noticed, as well as whatever she was currently stress-knitting.

Their Uber arrived quickly. In the car, Annabeth took off her necklace -- a long chain that held her engagement ring, so she could hide it under most clothes. Now, she slipped it off the chain and onto her hand.

~

In the end, it wasn't a big deal.

"It's just braxton hicks contractions," the OB assured them.

"Are you sure?" Annabeth asked. "I thought most women don't feel those."

"They can be felt," the doctor corrected. "They don't cause dilation, but your body is starting to get ready." The doctor handed Annabeth a pamphlet, and Annabeth glared at her, always annoyed when people thought they were smarter than her. Even when, in this case, they were. "If they start to feel more intense, or you start bleeding, come back right away. But you two did the right thing coming in," she promised. "You'll be wonderful parents."

Percy kissed Annabeth's hand as the doctor left them alone in the room.

"I feel stupid," Annabeth said, covering her face. "I made you come all this way for nothing."

"I'd much rather be here with you," Percy said. "And it wasn't nothing. You heard the doctor, coming in was the right thing to do."

Annabeth sat up and untied the hospital gown to get redressed.

"When do you need to head back?" She asked, stepping into her maternity jeans.

Percy was quiet for a moment as he made up his mind.

"I'm not going back, Annabeth," he said.

"What? Percy, you can't --"

"I can," he insisted. "I'm tired of being away from you, missing out on things, not being there when you have weird feelings. I --" she rested a hand on his face. "I love you. Fuck New Rome, they'll be fine without me."

Annabeth kissed him.

"How are you going to tell them?" She asked.

Percy hadn't thought that far.

"I don't know," he admitted. "But when you give birth to a baby with big green eyes and water powers, people might figure it out."

Annabeth smiled. "We don't know that she's going to take after you."

"Nope, first kid always looks like the dad. That's what my mom says," Percy told her.

"That's not science," Annabeth protested.

"Neither is a surfer bro pulling the sun across the sky in a sports car," Percy said. "We live in a strange and wonderful world." Percy rested a hand on her bump.

Annabeth kissed him again. "Let's go home, Perc, I want to take a bath."

~

Reyna IM'd him later. "How are Plato and Aristotle?" She asked, her nick names for Annabeth and the baby.

Nearly ten years ago, Annabeth had arrived at New Rome carrying Juno with no memories of who she was. But she'd become quick friends with Reyna nonetheless, and Praetor in record time. In a short time, she ran New Rome far better than Percy ever could.

Percy wished that had translated into long-term peace between camps, but no, some Brutus had to go and start assassinating people.

"Everything is okay," Percy said. "We're home, resting, stress crocheting ... is that a baby sweater?" Percy asked. It didn't have much form yet.

Annabeth was just slightly outside the perimeter of the rainbow, her head in Percy's lap, her belly towards the ceiling. Annabeth held the work in progress up for Reyna to see.

"Looks cute," Reyna said. "When should I expect you back?"

He could see it in her face and hear it in her tone. She knew what Percy was going to say.

"I'm not coming back. Not in the long term. I'll find some way of stepping down. And we need to find a way to break our news. We can't keep this secret forever," Percy said.

"I understand," Reyna promised him.

"Give Frank or Hazel my job," Percy said. "They're ready and way more qualified than I am."

"You're perfectly qualified," both women said at the same time. Percy laughed.

"Thanks," he said. "But I'm bound to get impeached the moment they find out I'm engaged to the Greek's Philosopher King."

"Not my title," Annabeth said, a frequent refrain of hers.

"And what does Plato expect to happen once you two walk out of the cave?" Reyna asked.

"We are really stretching this philosophy metaphor," Annabeth said. "There might be another Peloponnesian war," Annabeth said with an alarming casualness, "or maybe the power of love will win the day, and everything will be fine. That's what Piper has her money on."

Reyna flushed a bit at the mention of Piper's name. "How is the daughter of Aphrodite?" She asked.

"Single," Annabeth said. "You know, you could do Percy and I a huge favor and go public with a cross-camp romance first," Annabeth suggested.

"I already got you a baby shower gift," Reyna reminded them. "I'll let you get some rest," she said, "and start figuring out how to navigate this transition."

"Sorry for only making your life harder," Percy said.

"Annabeth, if you ever want to trade sides again --" Reyna started, before Percy wiped away the message.

[metis-iphigenia]

As someone who has been a fan of The Odyssey, being inside the Epic: The Musical fandom has been absolutely so amazing. Every Saga that has happened up to the Ithaca Saga was just so,,, great that I can't find words😭😭 Not only that it has been amazing to read other peoples interpretion of the Gods, Myths, Monsters and Heroes alike.

Anyway, I can't get over the Ithaca Saga and how beautiful every song sounds. So have some of my favourite moments in this Saga.

1- The Challenge

In the past Sagas, I have already been too in love with the violin playing whenever Penelope was mentioned etc, not only that I already knew the singer of Penelope had an amazing voice. BUT OH MY LOVE DID THE VOICE CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD./pos

Sirens are real guys and she is one of them(real information)

I don't have a significant favourite part in this song because honestly Anna Lea's voice is so captivating that the entire song passes in a very fun way. Just a very beautiful, sorrowful song overall.

2- Hold Them Down

I already knew this song from the snippets released before but hearing it from Aryon's voice was a whole different experience. He was SO good. Again, the whole song was amazing.

"Can't you guys see we're being played? This is how they hold us down while the throne gets colder. Hold us down while we slowly age. Hold us down while the boy gets bolder. Where in the hell is our pride and our rage?"

One of my favourite moments in this song was this probably. While listening, I actually got the feeling that the suitors were fed up from waiting for Penelope to choose a king. I think Aryon did a wonderful job in not only singing a villainous song but also making us feel how entitled the suitors are actually are.

I especially loved the moment where Antinous gets hit with an arrow by Odysseus and him encouraging the others about their plan is cut off. I will admit, I did audibly laughed at that.

3- Odysseus

I literally can't think of words to describe the emotions I was feeling while listening to this song. I think this is my favourite song alongside of "Would You Fall in Love with Me Again".

The electric guitar playing in the start, again the symbol of him becoming a monster and leaving his humanity(the acoustic guitar) MAN I LOVED THIS SONG.

Him aiming for the torches just like Scylla has done was a great add to that too. Bunch of people has already pointed out this before but it can never be too many amiright? But yeah he really is using every trick in his domain just like Hermes told him to and I love it.

"Somewhere in the shadows lurks an agile, deadly foe..."

(...)

"He's using the darkness to hide his approaches!"

The image of Odysseus as Batman popped up in my head after these lines and I can't get it out😭(That au would be so amazing though, especially Talia as Penelope and Damian as Telemachus.)

"You don't think I know my own palace? I built it."

I was already smiling during this whole song and I screamed when he said this. like okay king you go slay I am right behind you

"Old king, our leader is dead. You've destroyed the serpent's head, now the rest of us are no longer a threat.

Old king, forgive us instead, so that no more blood is shed. Let's have open arms instead."

Well It is not a Saga if it doesn't have an "open arms" comeback I guess. Though I did cackle when Odysseus said "No" and killed the guy.

Honestly, deserved. I might be remembering it wrong but I think Eurymachus also asks for forgiveness in The Odyssey? Really glad Odysseus didn't grant it in The Odyssey and in The Epic because from what I remember in The Odyssey, Eurymachus was Antinous' right-hand man and just as bad as him. (Correct me if I am wrong please, It has been a while since the last time I read The Odyssey)

I have no idea who sings Eurymachus in Epic but this whole part was just enough for me to want to learn who it is.

TELEMACHUS' PART! Mico's voice is already beautiful to listen to and it became way more beautiful with the backround music. His own theme music, violin symbolising all that he has learned from his mother. Those sounds just went really well against eachother in my opinion.

"Brothers, we have company, and he's made a grave mistake."

The way this guy sang the sentence, especially "grave mistake" was so satisfying. Absolutely so satisfying I love it.

Also, I heard somewhere that the "Odysseus" repeating in the backround was how the name was pronounced and I love that detail. I loved whenever his name was said in the backround and it is also very interesting how every monsters song is named after them, just like this song.

The screams of the suitors after the whole slaughter is over was a really nice touch, I love it when Jorge adds screams into his songs.

The speech Odysseus gives is also worth to mention.

Mercy? Mercy? My mercy has long since drowned, It died to bring me home. And as long as you're around, my family's fate is left unknown.

You plotted to kill my son, you planned to rape my wife! All of you are going to die!

I also love how it doesn't beat it around the bush about what the suitors were planning to do to Penelope. It should be said as it is, they were planning to rape her which is so vile and awful. Which what made their deaths so satisfying exactly.

Overall, Odysseus was an amazing song. So amazing that I will be going insane about it to my friends for the next 2 months probably.

4- I Can't Help but Wonder

I was crying by the end of this song. Seeing them FINALLY reunite was so 😭😭😭 ALSO THEIR HUG. ☹️☹️☹️/pos

Oh my son, look how much you've grown. Oh my boy, the sweetest joy I've known. Twenty years ago I held you in my arms, how time has flown.

Used to say I'd make the storm clouds cry for you, used to say I'd capture wind and sky for you. Held you in my arms prepared to die for you, oh how times has flown.

Hi, so this should be illegal! All I want to say about this song is how emotional and beautiful it was. And I love how it reminded me of "Dear Theodosia" in Hamilton.

THE WARRIOR OF THE MIND COMEBACK. DEAD AND BURIED. I am not well after that ☹️☹️ Also Odysseus putting everything behind for his family,,, falls to knees with my hands ripping my hair... I am so happy for them.

5- Would You Fall in Love with Me Again?

Finally, we are onto the song that made me shit tears. The OdyPen reunion we all were waiting for just like they were.

THE VIOLIN IN THE START. It is so beautiful just like Penelope, I can't get over it.

Again, Anna Lea's voice make me want to just drop everything I have and listen to it until I start to lose the ability to hear. It is so amazing.

Love how whenever someone uses the word "Waiting" in the song, Its volume and impact raises more than the last one. I especially loved Penelope ending it with "for you." saying that it was him she was waiting for, not love itself because to her, he is her love. I don' know if that made sense but hope I was able to explain it.

The part where Penelope asks Odysseus to carry their wedding bed away from here was such a beautiful moment becasue Anna Lea just sang it very beautifully(as she does as always) It was so emotional and so beautiful.

How could you say this?

I had built that wedding bed with my blood and sweat, carved it into the olive tree where we first met. A symbol of my love everlasting...

Do you realize what you have asked me? The only way to move it is to it cut from its roots!

I just find their Tree Bed very sweet that is all. And a lot of people have pointed out how in The Odyssey, Penelope asked her husband this to prove to herself that this is her husband, while in Epic she asked this to prove to him that he is her husband. I find that change very sweet.

I will fall in love with you over and over again. I don’t care how, where, or when, no matter how long it’s been you're mine.

Don’t tell me you’re not the same person! You’re always my husband and I’ve been waiting, waiting.

The emotion in her voice OHHHH I AM NOT SURVIVING THIS SAGA.

Never getting over the fact that Epic The Musical ended with Odysseus and Penelope saying "I love you." to eachother. NEVER.

There are so much more things I want to say about this banger of a Saga. But for now, I will just congratulate them all on their beautiful voices(EVERY single person who sang in this musical has amazing voice, counting other Sagas too. Holy damn, y'all are amazing.)

The fandom has been an AWESOME one to be in too! Everyone is such amazing people and not only that all of you are very talented. So congratulations to every and each one of you who have done fanarts, fanfictions, animations, fan songs, analysis and so so much more about the Musical, all of you are amazing. <33

[sprunkimortality]

What do every Sprunki think of Gray?

Oren: "He's chill, bro. He's got good taste in music." Raddy: "Eh. He keeps out of my space and I keep out of his." Clukr: "According to my observations, Gray is a rather stoic individual. His lack of physical expression betrays his ability to feel emotions, and he can be quite hard to read at times. I can only make guesses as to how he feels based on context clues." Fun Bot: "Oh, Gray! He requests interesting songs from his favorite bands! It's always a new experience when he comes up to ask me to play something!" Vineria: "We're at similar wavelengths. Our auras blend well."

Brud: "Gray? Me like Gray! Gray is friend!" Garnold: "Gotta say, the kid's got interesting artistic interpretations of robotics. I didn't even know what divine machinery was until I heard him go through a whole rant about it! He's a cool one, I'll tell you that." OWAKCX: "G- Gray…oh, well, he- …h-he doesn't really…um…w- we don't…talk that much, you know? Hoohoo-! S- So, I, I- I don't know much about him, eh…e-except the fact that h- he wears the same shirt every day, hoho…" Sky: "Gray is so cool! He's got edgy makeup, edgy clothes, edgy music, everything's edgy! I want to be cool like him!"

Mr. Sun: "Ah, our very own Neutral Sprunki! There's a charm to his poker face that only he can pull off!" Durple: "Ahaha! You speak of my deadpanned companion? I've known him since we were Sprunklings! We were both losers without friends or anyone to chitter with at lunch, you see. Except I, in my ever-present radiance, was spared by the hells of torment he had to go through during those highschool years! That's not to say I condone it, no no no. I am HIGHLY against treating our very own emo boy with such exclusionism!" Mr. Tree: "I have been with him for every rest he takes every day in the afternoon. He brings peace to this bright and colorful town." Simon: "Well gee, Gray's one of my greatest friends! He's responsible and he always knows what to do in even the scariest situations! Don't tell him this, but…he's like a big brother to me! Yeah, we're the same age and unrelated but I don't care! He's big bro Gray to me!" Tunner: "Th' lad's in his own lil' world sometimes. He's a good kid. Never gets into any sorta trouble. Don't got a clue about the things he rambles on about sometimes, but I ain't gon' stop 'im whenever he does that. It's his passion."

Mr. Fun Computer: "He may not look like it, but he knows how to have fun in his own way! He visits me a lot! Though, he usually doesn't use my search engine or anything, like everyone else would. He just likes to come by and have conversations with me. It's nice!" Wenda: "So, like, big backstory dump, but…I actually hated Gray's guts. I dunno why. I was an evil kid! Like, so evil. I shoved him in the hallway and called him dumb and fat and whatever. Real talk, I was so mean to him. So like, him forigivng me was like, SUPER surprising. Like, what do you mean you forgive me?? Sure I regretted it and I apologized to his face but I didn't think he'd actually be, like, cool with me now! Anywayy. We're buddies now. We hang out and all that, soooo yeah. Happy ending! I hope." Pinki: "Gray is such a sweetheart! He helps me out at the bakery sometimes, even though he doesn't like having to deal with cooking oil…I really appreciate it whenever he comes by to help!" Jevin: "Within that anti-expression he wears, Gray is a Sprunki with passions to share."

Black: "He's not too bad, I suppose." Saves: "Sorry, who is…? Ah, yes! The horned one with the dirty shirt…ah, I remember now. Gray…he's so kind and generous. He is the same one who visits me every weekend, isn't he? Yes…he helps around the house. We tell stories to each other. He's precious." Ciqu: "He abides. I have no strong opinion of him." Sprinkles: "Heehee! Gray is fun! He takes care of me and Sky sometimes! He's like a big brother, but he doesn't have any little siblings…which is a bit sad, because he's fun as a brother!" Calvin: "Gray is super cool. And also fun to play pranks on! He doesn't get mad, so it's a little funny!" (edit 12/8/24: X FORGOT CIQU...XM SO SORRY MR POLICEMAN....)

[jackhues]

the group chat? - mockingbird! au (platonic! hughes)

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"oh, i love this song!" your friend, em, shouted over the music.

downing her drink, she grabbed another friend of yours, raya, and pulled her to the dance floor. you and talia, another friend of yours, laughed as you watched the two stumble to the dance floor.

it was girls' night, the first one ever since you all graduated. it'd been a tough few months, all of you busy with new jobs and trying to navigate this new life. but it was worth it. because of nights like these.

"five dollars em comes here to throw her shoes off," talia nudged you, nursing her drink.

you took a sip of your own drink, laughing. "oh, you're on! she's gonna either throw them in the garbage, or at some man."

talia laughed loudly, spilling some of her drink. that made the two of you laugh some more.

"come on," talia said, finishing off her drink. "let's join those idiots."

you downed your drink, "let's go!"

the two of you stumbled across the dance floor, laughing to yourselves as you danced your way to your friends.

em was currently drunk as hell, and her shoes were missing.

"told you!" you elbowed talia, laughing at the face she made.

in your tipsy state, everything was hilarious to you. from the way em danced without shoes, to the way raya danced with talia, to the way the world felt fuzzy around the edges.

the only thing that wasn't funny was the guy staring at you.

he stood near the bar, sleeves rolled up and his bald head reflecting the lights of the bar. he nursed a drink in hand, but kept his eyes trained on you.

you made a face at him, moving out of his line of vision. he craned his neck, before switching seats to keep watching you. you furrowed your brows.

by now, he knew that you knew that he was watching him. but he still made no effort to try and hide what he was doing.

with a start, you realized that you'd seen him at a few other bars and restaurants before. and he was always staring at you.

"yeah, i'm not doing this tonight," you muttered to yourself, reaching for your phone.

you pulled out your last chat, jack, and texted him.

'theres sume werd guy straring atme ie sen him at otger plasces and hes crepy come pick mup plx?'

your phone buzzed with a positive response, followed by many more notifications. you ignored them all, just ready to go home and fall asleep in jack's arms.

"creepo behind me," you whispered to em. "i'm heading home. don't wanna die before seeing quinn play the boys tomorrow."

"jack's picking you up?" she asked.

you nodded.

em yawned, reaching out to grab raya and talia (who were still dancing together). "come on. we'll go wait for him. i think i'm gonna head home too."

"thanks."

em linked her arms through yours, the four of you making your way outside to wait for jack. behind you, the creepy guy was beginning to make his way to his feet.

"oh, we're going to die," you muttered. "he's coming."

"no we won't," raya assured you. she tapped one of the bouncers, "hi. there's that guy inside being a creep, and messing with my friends," she pointed at the person in the bar. "we're heading home because he's making us uncomfortable. if you don't mind, could you keep an eye on him so he doesn't follow us?"

the bouncer nodded, "don't worry. that's my job."

raya grinned as she turned back to the rest of them. "see? all handled. besides, jack's only a few minutes away from here."

"i just texted my brother," talia said. "he'll come pick the rest of us up."

you took a deep breath, feeling the tears building up. maybe it was your tipsy state, but you were feeling more emotional than usual. "i'm so sorry guys. this was supposed to be a fun girls' night and i ruined it."

"not you, it was that creepo dingbat," em assured you. "besides, it was fun. we had lots of fun. and none of us can handle hangovers, so it's best we didn't stay out any longer."

the four of you laughed quietly, remembering your university days. none of you were good at handling alcohol or hangovers.

you looked up as a familiar car pulled up, followed immediately by jack running out the back door and pulling you into his arms.

"you're okay? were you followed? did he hurt you?"

"you're shaking," you whispered, hugging him back.

jack took a deep breath to calm himself, still holding you close. "i was freaking terrified. i couldn't even drive because i was losing it."

"you made luke drive?" you asked, pulling away a little. you held his face in your hands, knowing the touch was the only thing keeping jack calm.

"are you alright?" luke asked, coming out of the passenger seat as the car parked. "that guy didn't come after you, right?"

"no, we left," you answered, giving luke a hug as well. "the bouncer's keeping an eye on him, making sure he doesn't follow us."

"that was smart of you guys, telling the bouncer," quinn added, stepping out of the driver's side.

you stared for a moment, before remembering quinn was in town for the game.

"raya's idea," you motioned towards your friend.

she sent a two fingered salute, before hugging you and following em and talia into talia's brother's car.

"alright, let's head home now," quinn said, pulling out one of jack's hoodies from the car and passing it to you. "it's best not to stay here any longer than we have to."

you thanked him, following jack into the car. the ride home was silent, but peaceful. all of you were shaken up a bit, but you were okay. that was the big thing.

making your way into jack's apartment, quinn locked the door behind you guys while luke brought a glass of water over to you.

"thanks kid," you smiled, finishing off the glass. you looked at quinn and jack as well, "thank you. all three of you."

"you don't have to thank us," quinn reminded you. "you texted the group chat, and all three of us came over immediately. we're family, y/n. we're gonna come for you no matter what."

you smiled at the three boys around you. you loved them so much, and times like this was when you realized they loved you too. you were family.

"i texted the group chat?" you repeated. "i thought i texted jack."

quinn laughed, "it was the group chat. and good thing, because jack was freaking out and didn't know what to do."

the three of you laughed a bit, grateful that the stress was gone.

now that the night was over, and you were finally home, the high of the alcohol was fading. your head was starting to hurt, and so were your feet. jack helped you change into some pajamas and wipe your makeup off.

the two of you headed back to the living room, where luke and quinn were fighting over what to watch on netflix.

"finding nemo," luke said.

"no, we're watching moana," quinn argued.

"you're both wrong. we're watching despicable me," you told them, lying down on the couch.

jack flopped down next to you, "oh, i like that movie!"

quinn and luke got excited as well, searching for the movie and pressing play. you cuddled into jack as luke and quinn camped out on the floor.

one by one, the boys fell asleep, the movie playing softly on the t.v. you smiled to yourself as you lay in jack's arms. this was what your childhood should've looked liked. a loving family, ready to do anything for you.

even though you didn't have it then, you were happy to have found it now.

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[slavghoul]

Interview from Sweden Rock Magazine 6/2023

In which Tobias talks about Phantomime, his inner little evil dictator, and why he'll never be like Bruce Springsteen, among other things.

You've just released another cover EP. I always thought that Ghost would be like Metallica and become known for picking up lesser-known songs, making them their own, and playing one or two covers at every show. You were on your way to that with first The Beatles' "Here Comes the Sun" and then with Roky Erickson's "If You Have Ghosts." After that, you released a bunch of covers, but in recent years, you've almost only played "Enter Sandman" live.

In the beginning, and especially up until 2015, the choice to play covers was not in exchange for original songs, but it was because we simply needed songs to play live. We played 'Here Comes the Sun' to fill out our set. We only had one album, and it was only 30 minutes long or something.

But "Here Comes the Sun" must have given you a taste for it since it worked so fantastically well live.

Yes, absolutely. We actually plan to play it again at some point because I think we can do a really great version of it now that our lineup better matches the sound of the song. The last time we played it was so long ago that we still used a lot of backing tracks and stuff. I think we can play it better now. But did you imagine that we would do covers of Saint Vitus, Trouble, and Coven?

No. Unlike Metallica, you didn't start with hard rock covers...

No, no.

...but with "Here Comes the Sun" and then "If You Have Ghosts," which became a big song in its own way, but "Enter Sandman" is a completely different type of cover.

Exactly, it has a completely different purpose. I think it's a good song, and it became a fun thing. There was clarity in why we played it and what was important about it. We don't do it anymore, not because we don't believe in the purpose, but it had its time. Now, "Jesus He Knows Me" is the most fun to incorporate because now we've embraced it as our own song. I feel like I have so much else, and I don't want to be... I mean, some people think it's a lot of fun, and Bruce Springsteen does a lot of covers at the end of a concert. A lot of cool rock 'n' roll classics. People enjoy it, and it's great. Disturbed also does that and plays "Highway to Hell" and "Run to the Hills" or whatever they do. It's a fun way to end a concert, but I don't know, I have a fondness for dramaturgy. That's why I could never do a Bruce Springsteen. I can't go on stage and just say, "Hey, what do you want to hear?" and then improvise. It's a show, and everything fits together tightly. I've been sitting here with our lighting technician for five days. We sit all day and just program lights based on the smallest damn beat so that it fits and so that we know that the guitarist will come out and switch to that guitar for the next song. It's this song, and he will come out there, and then we have to change these lights in the dark so that it's red on him there. Then it's not possible to have a "cover hour" at the end where we just turn on the lights and play Judas Priest. But if we do a Judas Priest cover at some point that feels really relevant and we can do it really well, then I have no problem arranging the lights and incorporating it into the context. Metallica is much more rock 'n' roll, they are much more "loose" than what we are... than I am. They have the ability to just go out and more or less turn on the lights in the room and play "Am I evil?", "Whiskey in a jar," "Blitzkrieg," and "Breadfan," and the happiest of all is me. I love when that happens, but I don't want to do it with Ghost. But sure, if in 30 years we have recorded a bunch of fun covers, maybe it could be a fun thing to do a tour with just a bunch of that.

How funny that you say "if we have recorded a bunch of fun covers." Ghost has already recorded a bunch of covers, so aren't they fun?

Haha! Yeah, yeah, but we're still building, of course. We're talking a lot about this, me and my agents and management. When is the time to do things? When should we take advantage? What is a "downplay" for us today? A "downplay" is very clear if you're Metallica. Everyone knows that when they come and perform, it's at least at the Globe Arena, sold out for at least two nights without any problem, and at their biggest, it's now two nights at Ullevi. For them, a clear "downplay" would be if they come and play at Göta Lejon again. There's a clarity there, and it's something they can indulge in.

Explain it so that people understand. What is a "downplay"?

A "downplay" is when a big band plays at a small venue. Like the Rolling Stones when they played at Circus. It's a clear "downplay," and there's a clarity there where you know that "now when I go and see the Rolling Stones at Circus, they won't have their big stage, they won't do this, and they'll just come up and play a bunch of really obscure stuff." Then there's a clarity. It's not something for everyone who just wants to hear the big hits.

And are there plans to do this?

If everything goes as planned and if there's still an interest in it in the future, I would think it would be really fun to intentionally and clearly reshape the show. To do something different on the side that isn't meant for these bigger things that we're currently trying to find our "pacing" in.

The first time I interviewed you was in 2011 at a sushi place in Stockholm.

Was it that long ago?

Yes, we met at the central station in Stockholm, and you had just had your first meeting with Nicholas Johansson at Universal, so this was before he signed you.

Okay, so it was the same day then? Oh, damn.

It became a full page in Expressen, and you said that you want to take Ghost to where Rammstein is. Now you've said the same thing again, but Rammstein no longer plays at the Globe Arena and instead does three nights at Ullevi. It feels like you're constantly shaping Ghost based on Rammstein. What will you do when you've reached three nights at Ullevi?

I hope one never becomes completely satisfied. The perfectionist in me is frustrated every day on tour when things don't turn out as good as I had envisioned. But I also have a cutoff point... There's a point every day when I try to see the glass as half full when it comes to perfection before the concert, and I know something is wrong. If I know that a spotlight operator doesn't seem to understand the show, it's an irritation that might continue during the concert because someone keeps missing their cues, that is, what they're supposed to do. You can tell they don't know the show. It's super annoying. It's the kind of thing that both I and everyone on stage feel, and we're all aware of it. Everyone has been made aware of what we're trying to achieve. We've arranged the whole show based on the idea that "when you come up those stairs, you will be visible, and then you will see what you're doing because a light will shine on you." If that doesn't happen, there's a risk that the person simply won't see what they're doing and will fall off. It happens. There's a lot of that kind of thing that's highly orchestrated with very narrow margins, and it has to be right. But I usually reach a point where it's like, "Now the concert is over. Everyone did their best, even that idiot up there who missed all their cues. Everyone did their best, and the audience doesn't seem to have left and demanded their money back, so you have to see it as a damn good result." That's how I try to approach it every day because, in the end, "no matter what, this is so much cooler than working a regular job," haha! I'm where I want to be, doing what I want to do. Then I have this little circus director Nazi inside me as well, screaming and wanting things to be a certain way. But I also laugh easily, so it's about constantly trying to balance everything and see it as always moving forward. But it also means that I know that even the day when or if we stand there at Ullevi and do a concert ourselves, it won't be exactly as I imagined. Something new will happen, and if we have the show I want, it will rain like hell or something. That's always how it is. Metallica's Lars also told me that when we were on tour together: "It's incredible. Even at our level, there are still things that happen that make us go, 'Damn, we're not quite there yet!'" But that's the thing. I don't think pirates become pirates just to come home and sit with the treasure. It was the piracy itself that was quite fun.

Now I'm going to say something provocative. This is Ghost's worst cover so far. I don't even like the original.

Which one?

"Phantom of the Opera."

Okay, haha!

Yeah, I got the laugh I wanted to be able to print, haha!

Well, haha! Don't you like the album or the song?

I'm not a big Iron Maiden fan, and I don't consider the Paul Di'Anno era sacred.

I love Iron Maiden and think the first two albums are really cool, but they got their act together when Bruce Dickinson joined. It was with "The Number of the Beast" that they became an arena band and started sounding really damn good. I know it's like swearing in church. It made me feel a bit inspired and made me think that if I were to do something with Iron Maiden, it damn well had to be something from those first albums. They have two albums with really proggy stuff and quirky arrangements, and you can really tell they had a bit of time and that they were low-budget recordings. That gets me going. Paul Di'Anno sings, and I love Paul Di'Anno. He's really cool, has a great voice, and sings with a lot of sloppiness. He soars and flies melodically - just the fact that "I know I'll do that in a different way." I've always liked "Phantom of the Opera," but for a long time in my life, before I really figured out how to count, I didn't quite understand how to play the intro. Not tonally, but I didn't get how to count in the intro. That was such a thing that one day when I suddenly figured it out, I thought, "Damn, I want to play this song someday." You miss it because on the album, you don't hear how great the intro is.

Is it you playing?

Yes, although Fredrik "Kulle" Åkesson (Opeth) is also playing. But I recorded all the demos, I play bass on the record, and I recorded all the guitars first.

Did Kulle do all the guitar solos on the EP?

Well, mostly, with one exception.

It's a very shreddy EP with a lot of flashy guitar solos.

Yes, exactly, there are quite a lot of guitar solos. Generally, this is how it works when we work: I compose the solos. When I write solos, it's not just a bunch of bends, but it's a melody. I'm very influenced by Kirk Hammett, especially how he played on "Ride the Lightning," "Master of Puppets," "...And Justice for All," and even on the black album. Every time he plays solos, they are melodies. He comes into the song and more or less plays another song within the song, and it's very hummable. It's not incredibly difficult stuff, and that's roughly my school of soloism. I like to compose the solos so that they turn out the way I want, but I myself am not a great shredder. There are a lot of tricks in the studio where I sit and play something over and over again, and then you can cut it in. And then you can slow down the speed, and then I can record it and make it perfect. But the result is that when I say, "It should go like this," Kulle listens to it and says, "Yeah, I can do that part a bit differently. Then I can do it this way to make it even faster." He plays solos from start to finish with his highly trained fingers. He has that whole thing in his DNA, while I'm more of a songwriter and composer.

But you play a solo on the EP, right?

I don't know if we kept it. I don't fucking know because we changed a lot of things.

Because you said that Kulle plays all the solos except one.

It could be a thing, but I don't remember if we changed it or not. But if we take "Phantom of the Opera," there are quite a few different guitar parts in it, purely guitar-wise. It's that fairly standardized Iron Maiden thing where there are two lead guitars playing melodies together. That's one thing, and then there was a slightly bluesy solo at a place where I added some storming Rachmaninoff piano that's absolutely not in the original. I thought it should be a bit of a stormy sea, and then there's a part with two guitars playing the same thing simultaneously, and then a solo duel starts. On the original album, it's Dave Murray and Dennis Stratton playing, and their solo duel is just okay. I don't think it's that great. Sorry, Iron Maiden fans, but in terms of solos, Iron Maiden really got good the day Adrian Smith joined. Adrian Smith is the one playing all the cool solos. I'm really sorry, Dave Murray, but that's just how it is! I know what Kulle has to go through because as a soloist, it's quite tough to constantly be told what to play, and then he has to do tricks and improve things. So, I said, "In this solo duel, you can pretty much play whatever you want from here to there, but I don't want you to challenge me because it will be a bad match. It'll be Carl Hamilton against Woody Allen, and that's not fun. We'll bring in Lasse Johansson from Candlemass." I love Candlemass, I love Lasse's guitar playing, and I know that Kulle loves Lasse. I just sat there, and they got to do their things, and you can hear that it's a bit more improvised. It's more Kulle when he gets to play his stuff, and it's nice.

I want to highlight a cover that turned out great on the EP: Tina Turner's "We Don't Need Another Hero." It feels quite suitable to cover because At The Movies also did a fantastic version of it with Ronnie Atkins on vocals.

Actually, I haven't heard it at all. I must have missed it.

Ghosts' version turned out really well, but isn't it too obvious to cover a big song, so to speak?

I would be a bit opportunistic and say this: it probably depends on how it lands. We stuck our necks out the day we were going to play "Enter Sandman" at our concert. It was one thing on TV because that's what it was (at the TV4-broadcasted "Polar Music Prize" in 2018), but you know that this is like playing "Smoke on the Water," "I Wanna Rock," or "Ace of Spades." It's one of those songs that is too well-known in a way. It can feel pancake-like, but it went well, and I feel that "We Don't Need Another Hero" could also become such a song, provided that the audience likes it. But it's not a song that you want to take up five minutes of the concert if it's not super fun.

And how do you know if the audience likes it?

The easiest way is to test it live. But you'll notice when the album comes out. If everyone mentions all the other songs and not that one, then maybe not many people are interested. Also, we usually do this sometimes during rehearsals: "We rehearse it and see how it sounds. How does it feel? How does it feel to play? Does it stick? Do we play it nicely? Does it work live?" I believe that if we fast forward to a huge presumed Ullevi [stadium] in the future, it's a fantastically cool song to play.

[chaeinedup]

1 + 1 = S2

Loud music could be heard from both rooms in the house. Your neighbours have probably grown accostumed to such thing, it meant it was going out night. Part of them was relieved it wasn't another noisy game night, which are pretty frequent as well.

You were seated on the floor, redoing your ponytails for the 3rd time. Your arms were on fire but you were committed to this look.

"Siri, call yuyu please."

"Calling yuyu."

.....

"Hello ? Y/n ?"

"Hiii just wanted to ask where you are."

"We're almost ready to leave the house. You guys ?"

"I'm almost done if my hair cooperates with me. Wooyoung is most likely waiting for me. I'm surprised he hasn't barged in my room yet."

"Try not to be late!"

"AS IF!!"

"Don't give me attitude missy. Now I'm gonna get the car started, I'll see you in a bit. Bye"

"Bye Bye, don't miss me!"

.....

After 10 more minutes you were finally done. One last look in the mirror and all that work paid off. The boots made your legs look longer and your mini skirt complemented the cropped shirt well. You grabbed your purse and headed to the leaving room where a very impacient Wooyoung awaited you.

"What took you so long ?"

"It takes time to look this good you know?"

"Pleeeease!!"

"Don't roll your eyes at me wooyoung I'll hit you."

"And I'd like it so who's really winning?"

He gave you his signature smirk and winked at you from the couch.

"EW. Let's go. The others already left."

The club was pretty crowded, expected for a friday night, but you weren't scared to get lost. You like to get loose. And it's not like you don't have 8 guys that are constantly keeping an eye on you.

"Don't run off on us again for the love of god."

"Seonghwa for your own sake if I stay none of yall are pulling anyone. Same applies to me."

"Why do you want to get with anyone ?"

"Wouldn't you like to know! I'm off, if you need me yell."

You made your way t the dance floor before he opened his mouth.

"BUT YOU WON'T HEAR IT!!"

"YEAH THAT'S THE POINT!!"

Since it was a 2000s night you were more than happy to have traded your comfortable apartment for the hell. It has it's perks.

You had no idea but someone was drilling holes in your head, Wooyoung was exceptionally bothered by how you left them behind.

"How can she just leave ?"

"Cause she can ?? What are you on about, chill she's not your girl."

Mingi's words were harsher than what met the eye. Sure you weren't dating but he can't lie that the though of some other guy touching you infuriated him. He kept denying his feelings and that maybe this was just him wanting to protect his friend. But Yunho smiled to himself when he saw Wooyoungs furrowed eyebrows.

"You should just tell her how you feel you know?"

"What feelings? It's just unfair we're her friends and she doesn't care."

"And you care too much for "just a friend" don't you think? Listen she can take care of herself she's always been this way, you get used t it."

Yunho tried to relax him but it just made Wooyoung get int his head. Maybe he should've stayed home. No, he couldn't possibly let you out of the house by yourself looking like that.

Meanwhile you were having the time of your life, you had met a group of girls that were on their bacherolette party. It's like you knew them all your life, screaming all the songs, taking pictures, clinking drinks. Girlhood.

You decided to go get another drink and since no one else wanted anything you went alone. Normally this would mean getting approached by a couple of random guys trying to smooth talk you and al of them failling to do so. But unlike other times, the voice behind you was familiar.

"So. Are you having fun ?"

"Oh my god Yunho, I am those girls are so fun. Did you know that the bride and groom met through mutual friends and they actually lived together for a while before he realised he had feelings for her?? How CUTE is that??"

He couldn't help but smile due to the resemblances.

"Yeah it's really sweet. I guess you really never know when love is ready to knock at your door. But what about you, have you gone maneater on anyone?"

"I kinda don't care honestly, I'm having a good time and that's all I care about."

"That's my girl. Now be sure to behave. If you need us, we're at the booth.

He kissed your cheek before disappearing into the sea of people.

You looked at the time, 5:23am. Time to call it a night. You sayed goodbye to the group of girls that accompanied you through the night and wished them all the best. Making your way up to the booths you realised you were a lot more under the influence than you thought. You didn't really care, it's almost the end of the night and the guys are more then used to this side of yours.

Once they saw you they cheered and clapped, you bowed like a princess and smiled at their unnecessary but appreaciated "welcome back".

"How many fishes did you catch sailor?" Mingi gave you another shot he had brought upstairs.

"A THOUSAND" You yelled and chugged the green liquid. "I'm kidding 0, there's no cute guys here."

You sat down next a very pouty Wooyoung.

"What's up with you? What happened to my loud and energetic comrade?"

He gave you no answer, just his cold gaze.

"Damn are you really that upset that I didn't stick around? I thought you were used to it by now."

He got up and made his way to the balcony. There's no way he's throwing a tantrum for something so stupid, you thought to yourself. You followed his angry steps.

"Be so fucking serious Wooyoung? What the fuck?"

He turned to you and you could see there wasn't a hint of alchool in his system. This wasn't one of his drunk stunts that he pulled when he wanted a tad bit more of attention. He was actually upset.

"Okay, I'm sorry I'm being so agressive, just talk to me woo, please."

"I don't like you running off on us that's all."

"That's not all Wooyoung, we've never been mad at eachother and it's not gonna start now."

You got closer to him holding his hands and caressing them. You were giving him your most sincere eyes and he couldn't believe that he was about to kiss you.

It caught you by surprise, so much so you froze in the first few seconds, not knowing if this was a dream or reality. You decide to give in nonetheless. His hands soft, like you remembered from all the times he touched your skin in times of need. Heartbreaks, cramps, tickles, you name it. He was always there for you.

Yunho sipped his drink with a victorious grin, as he watched from the inside. He looked at the rest of the guys and let out a "I told you so."

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I remembered the song All Dolled Up by theOrionExperience and realised that it's SO Holydust besties coded!! A fun night out to forget their troubles for a few hours and just enjoy each other's company.

You can take this as a writing prompt if you feel like writing about it <33

Indigo (platonic holydust advocate)

As a fellow platonic holydust advocate I'm in! And somehow I made it about Adamsapple angst lol It's my superpower apparently.

Feel free to send more prompts/asks!

"Hey, you wanna go out and get fucked up tonight?" Angel asked Adam as he stood in the sinners doorway.

Oh boy did Adam need some fun. "Fuck yeah, ready when you are."

"Great, let's go." Adam followed Angel out and down to the lobby. He didn't miss the side eye that Angel gave Husk. "We're going out, later."

"Where are you going?" Lucifer asked from his spot on the couch.

Adam rolled his eyes. "Out. Later." He stomped out the front door. "Everything okay with you and whiskers?"

Angel snorted, "I could ask you the same thing about his majesty."

Adam looked away scowling. "Fair enough."

"I'm too sober for this shit, let's get plastered."

Adam and Angel went to a popular club in Hell, where they did shots and drank so much their blood was more alcohol than ichor by midnight.

"Can you believe he said that he wanted to slow shit down? Like shit baby if we go any slower we'll turn into fucking snails! We haven't even fucked yet." Angel drunkenly ranted as he downed another shot.

Adam hummed, taking his own. "At least you don't have everyone making fucking jabs at you about being the King's fucking boy toy. Saying that you're just a royal cock sleeve til his cunt wife comes home."

Angel frowned. "Okay you win. That sounds fucking awful. Who the fuck said that? I'll fuck them up for you!"

Adam laughed. "It's mostly that Bambi motherfucker but he doesn't know shit! What Luci and I have is real!...... I hope." He looked down sadly at the table they were drinking at. Adam felt his lip quiver.

"You really love him, don't you?"

"Of course I do! I always have, I don't really believe in all that soulmate bullshit but if I did, I'm pretty sure he'd be mine...... Why else would it hurt this bad? All I ever wanted was for him to love me." Get a few drinks into Adam and he becomes super honest. "I never forgot him. How could I? I tried so fucking hard to hate him Angel, but I can't, not really."

"Well, if he can't wake up and smell the fucking coffee and see how great you are then it's his loss bud. Someone will see it." Angel tried, it was hard to be comforting while half snapped. Sure, him and Husk had issues but they were any sized compared to Adam and Lucifer's drama. Dating a King comes with King sized drama, who knew. "I thought you guys were dating."

"Who fucking knows. Fucker sends so many mixed signals."

"Let's forget about all this shit for now and just have a good time, yeah? We need it." Angel said handing him another shot.

Adam downed it in one go. "Fuck yeah."

By the time they got home to the hotel, it was only Lucifer and Husk still waiting up in the lobby for their boyfriends. Adam and Angel burst through the door laughing and joking.

Adam plopped down on the couch next to Lucifer and Angel was taken to bed by Husk who wished he had breath mints for his baby.

Adam looked at the king. "Heyyyyy.~" He leaned over and poked Lucifer on the cheek. "How you doing?"

"You're fucking drunk as hell."

"Nah uh, you're drunk and short." Adam burst into a fit of laughter at his own joke and Lucifer rolled his eyes playfully.

"Yup, very drunk. Can you even walk?" Lucifer asked as he moved to stand in front of Adam.

Adam picked up his leg and looked down at his foot. He gasped loudly. "Oh my god! I have no toes!" Lucifer had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. Apparently drunk Adam forgot he had hooves.

"Those have been there the whole time, Adam."

"And you weren't gonna fucking tell me? Rude." Adam pouted and crossed his arms. He whined when Lucifer picked him up bridal style and held him close. "Hey!"

"Shhh, let's get you to bed." Lucifer thought about placing Adam in his own room, but decided to take him to his instead. Really, he was there so much they might as well just share the damn room.

Adam had taken to playing with Lucifer's bow tie and looking intently at the king. He felt his heart flutter, he loved Luci so much. He wrapped his arms more securely around Lucifer's neck and placed a kiss on his cheek before nuzzling his face into the king's neck breathing in his smell. Brimstone and something more earthy Adam couldn't place.

This surprised Lucifer, Adam wasn't one for gushy feelings or showing of affection. But he'll take what he can get.

Lucifer sat Adam down on the bed and helped him under the covers. Once he was settled, Lucifer got in on the other side. He watched Adam lay there, looking all around until his eyes landed on Lucifer. "Why don't you love me?"

Lucifers eyes went wide. "What are you talking about? I do love you."

Adam sniffed and looked away sadly. "That's not what I hear..."

Lucifer would really rather have this conversation with a sober Adam. "Look, I don't know what people are saying but listen to me when I say this. I love you, Adam. You mean the fucking world to me." He placed his hand on Adams cheek.

"Yeah?" Adam gave him a teary smile.

"Yes." Lucifer kissed him sweetly, he tasted like tequila. "Get some sleep, dove." Adam held out his arms and Lucifer chuckled. Drunk Adam was also very clingy. "Come here, you."

Adam snuggled against Lucifer's chest and sighed happily, he was even happier when he felt a hand in his hair messaging it gently.

Lucifer would have to be sure to show Adam how much he means to him. When he was sober of course.

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Good Morning Sunshine

Fandom: redacted audio

Characters: Elliot, Sunshine

Pairings: Elliot/Sunshine

Song: https://open.spotify.com/track/2gGKrgfzNKGUHJZaLjA2cU?si=v13hClXDSvum20ZdqZIiuQ&context=spotify%3Aplaylist%3A0xy59wPZLvN4ZLpqvz9BoO

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“Sunshiiiine,” there's a small kiss to their cheek, but they don't respond, still fast asleep.

“Sunshine, my love.” Another kiss, to their forehead this time, accompanied by a slight stirring.

“Wake upppp my sweet and wonderful and beautiful partner whom I adore.” Each compliment is accompanied by another sweet kiss until finally one eye blearily cracks open.

“Eli? What time is it?” They mumble, burrowing into his chest.

“9am Sunshine.”

A long groan rumbles from where their face is smushed into his shirt. “Too early, no thanks.”

They feel his laugh, more than they hear it, as he begins gently petting their head the way they like.

“We have the whole weekend ahead of us baby.”

“Which is why you are a cruel cruel man for waking me up before midday.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“I don't, but maybe I turn evil when awoken too early.”

“You don't, you turn grumpy.”

“Have I not earned a little wrath?”

“Oh hush sunshine.” He chuckles, poking their cheek. “We're going to see Aaron and his partner today, it'll be fun.”

“Yeah well,” they grumble, shifting to lie on his chest fully. “That's not until this evening because they both have office jobs from hell.”

“That they do.” He sighs grimly at the thought of working a 9-5 office job.

“Besides, I didn't realise you were that eager to lose at cards again.” They tease, smirking against his chest.

He dramatically gasps, shaking them in the process. “Sunshine how could you! Just because you cheat doesn't mean I can't still beat you tonight.” He runs his hands down their sides, prodding their weak spots.

“Eli-” they warn through a laugh as he gets dangerously close to tickling a particularly sensitive spot.

“What? I'm completely innocent. Can't I show my affection through physical touch? It's a perfectly real and valid love language you know.”

“You know very well what you’re- ELI!” They shriek as he begins tickling them with fervor, holding them closer as they attempt to squirm away.

“Confess your sins Sunshine - admit I'm the best at cards and maybe I'll release you.”

“N-never!” They choke out, trying to pull away using the covers.

“Then you leave me no choice!” He declares theatrically and flips them so he's straddling them, leaving them helpless to his attacks.

“Eli you ass get off!” They can't keep even the fake anger in their voice for long, as it's quickly swallowed by their laughter.

“Nope! Surrender baby or meet your end!” He cackles maniacally.

They tustle back and forth for a few moments before Sunshine manages to push his leg from on top of them, scrambling off the bed as fast as they can.

“H-ha!” They pant, pointing at him triumphantly, “victory.”

“Are you sure Sunshine?” He grins from the bed.

“What do you mean?” They eye him suspiciously.

“You're out of bed, aren’t you beautiful?”

Sunshine looks at where they're stood, jaw open looking betrayed by their own actions; making Elliot burst into raucous laughter.

“I'm so teaming with Aaron for cards tonight.” They glare playfully at him.

“Ahhh I'll take that loss for this win.” He smiles, standing up before tilting their chin and kissing them softly.

“Good morning Sunshine.”

“Good morning Eli.”