#mitm fanfic

[mysticallystilinski]

“ DEEP ”

a reese wilkerson x fem!reader fic

CW ! 17+ SMUT ✮⋆˙ established relationship ༘⋆ dry-humping ༘⋆ sub!reese + dom!reader ༘⋆ extra-needy reese lav speaks… reese is my new hyper fixation so i HAD to make a fic about him.

ten days without the touch of you and reese wilkerson has been off the hook. you had went on vacation, leaving reese to fend for himself. the constant loneliness was not getting eased even when you texted him, much less suggested to call him when you had the free gaps.

today was the day, you were coming home and spending the night at reese’s house. he had made sure to plan this thoroughly, clearing out his family from the house planned months in advance to go to a nice hotel assisted with the help of francis and piama. he had faked the sick trick, making it more believable by forcing himself to throw up and pass out.

lois was more than willing to part ways with him not knowing that you were yet to come back from vacation.

“i know that she’s still on vacation, that’s why i’m giving you a little trust reese to stay in and get rest.” lois knew something was ought to happen, but a free vacation was not something she was going to pass up on.

a knock on the door late at night after the wilkerson’s left was enough to make reese jump off of the couch and bolt towards the entrance. opening the door, he was faced with you holding an overnight bag and a huge smile on your face.

“reesey!”, you exclaimed, throwing your bag to the side and wrapping your arms around his neck. he stood there for a moment shocked from how soon your flight landed, but quickly put his arms around your waist and squeezed tightly. you two stayed there for a while, it seemed like forever not seeing each-other.

he groaned into the hug, already hard from the touch. you quickly pulled back, and pushed him away. “oh no no no! reese i want to talk, engage in conversation”, you whined. he covered his hard on, looking away from your eyes while replying back, “well you whining is not going to help the matter.”

“okay, come here let’s sit down”, you said grabbing his hand. he pulled away in an instant and you noticed him grow even harder from the touch. despite the slight hurt in your chest, you ignored it and proceeded towards his room and to the bed.

reese sat down beside you, but still kept his eyes away, scanning the room for something to distract himself with. “reese, if you’re gonna be like this all night then i might as well leave”, you spoke. his eyes darted to yours as his mouth opened to say something, but nothing came out.

“okay then, i’ll just leave”, you began to get up and walk towards the door before reese physically got onto his knees. “no don’t leave, i missed you so much”, he pleaded. you just laughed, your boyfriend was hilarious in these aspects. you jokingly started to walk away, but before you could even get out the door reese wrapped his arms around your legs.

“reese. what are you doing?”, you giggled. his body was contorted around your legs which made you stay in place “baby, i’m not actually going to leave, let me sit down.” he reluctantly pulled back from you so that he was back onto his knees again. his head was at the height of your chest, and his eyes battered up at you. “you’re so beautiful”, he spoke. this caused an instant blush to appear on your face. “what?”, you laughed awkwardly, it wasn’t something you expected him to just blurt out.

“you’re just gorgeous, and i love you”, he spoke softly while playing with your hands. without a second thought, you bent down slightly and placed your lips onto his, motioning for him to stand back up. still holding the kiss, you helped reese onto his feet as he slightly towered above you.

“i want to touch you”, he spoke gently, moving a hand to caress the back of your head. “really, tell me where you want to touch me?”, you spoke. “i’d rather show you”, he suggested. nodding quickly, you took off your shirt, and discarded it to the floor. reese did the same, but went a little further, discarding his sweats leaving him in only his boxers.

“hey, this isn’t fair! i think you should take off your pants too”, he stressed. you smiled and began to remove your pants, only leaving you in your bra and panties. “see reese, now it’s fair.” the distance was short between you two, it seemed that every second was an inch closer. reese began to play with your bra strap, fidgeting with it in his fingers and slightly pulling it down.

you slightly whined impatiently as reese became easily distracted with your lacy bra, and the way it felt in his hands. “reese!”, you slightly scolded trying to get the attention of the brunette boy. his eyes shifted towards yours, slightly licking his lips, and turning you around in a hot second.

within a snap, your bra was unclasped, and had fallen to the floor. your arms immediately went to cover your chest before reese turned you around again. “hm, why are you covering yourself baby?”, reese questioned. you stayed silent as his eyes raked your body and slightly raised his eyebrow at your stance. his hands reached up to uncover your body, without fuss you did as he motioned for.

a short breath left reese’s lips before his lips were back into yours in an instant. you groaned into the kiss, tugging onto his hair as he pushed you further back. you pulled back, “okay i’m sorry for teasing but this time i want to try something different.” he gave you a confused look before switching spots and pushing him onto the bed.

“stay there”, you spoke quickly before he had the chance to get up. he nodded in agreement before adjusting himself to a comfortable position. “i want to try being more dominant, and you being more — submissive.”

reese’s eyes slightly widened but a flash of darkness grew in his orbs. “i mean — i wouldn’t — i don’t..” he stuttered out in a mess. “you wouldn’t even wanna try it?”, you pouted. your body made its way closer to reese as his breath hitched in his throat, but of course he tried covering it with a fake cough. “it’s not that i wouldn’t want to try it..”, he trailed off. “then what is it?”, you asked. “i just think it would be too overwhelming.”

“reese. that’s the whole point”, you giggled before straddling him. “just listen to what i have to say and it will be all good, okay?” after those words were spoken, a small moan left reese’s mouth and a quick nod was brought upon from him. slowly but surely you began to grind your hips against his lap, you acted unfazed but reese was another story.

moans and whimpers left his mouth as his hands went to touch your waist. quickly swatting them away you warned him, “no touching, just let me make you feel good.” his eyes widened and you could tell he was slightly nervous, but his body was showing another form of expression. his hips bucked up incoherently, he was getting needier by the second.

his moans suddenly became louder before you placed a hand on his mouth. “shh, be quiet baby”, you cooed. his eyes darted to your lips and then your boobs. “hm, needy baby needs to touch me doesn’t he?”, you teased. this didn’t help reese’s case as he twitched in his boxers and almost came over the edge. reese’s mouth opened, and proceeded with the chance to get your fingers into his mouth.

in shock, you stopped what you were doing, but reese continued to suck on your fingers and give you a puppy dog eyed look. he thrusted his hips up to gain some type of friction, but you stood there in awe. you didn’t know reese was that kinky, like the type of kinky to put fingers in his mouth kinky. you weren’t complaining though.

“awe, poor baby, do you need to cum?”, you taunted. reese’s eyes rolled back as you began to slowly move back and forth against his covered bulge, still writhing with fingers in his mouth. words were trying to spill from his mouth before he went back to sucking, you noticed his hands bunching at the sheets too.

“come for me baby, please”, you whine out. immediately, reese’s head was thrown back and you removed your fingers to hear his cries. he moaned loudly, so loudly you were sure the neighbors heard him. feeling his cum through your panties, eluding from his boxers you became even more turned on.

through his labored breathing, reese finally spoke.

“now can i touch you?”

[glitterinmyveinss]

Hey er ive never done requests before and I don’t really know how to work tumblr at all so I hope I’m doing this right but anyways I saw your post about wanting someone to request Reese Wilkerson stuff and I just wanted to ask if you could make a post just for headcannons about him? I haven’t seen too many on here and I need them so bad 😭

ofc i can! tysm for requesting and ik a lot of other people sent requests for reese too n i'll get to them soon it's just i have an irl crush rn so the delusions aren't really delusioning apologies <3

Reese Wilkerson Hc's

ok i noticed that in the halloween episode in season 7 i believe he's wearing a misfits shirt !! so i think he would like punk, grunge, pop punk, and nu metal. like misfits, descendants, nirvana, limp bizkit, blink 182, sum 41, sublime, beastie boys, really anything punk related

definitely watches wwe and if you're over you're watching it too

he loves watching his favorite scary movies w you and he loves how you like them too!

if you don't like scary movies he dosent mind either bc that just means you'll be hiding in his arms the whole time so he wins either way

i feel like when he first met you he definitely played a prank on you to get your attention or just annoyed you but once you sorted that all out, you join him on his pranks and he swears he's never liked a girl more

if you're smarter than him and you offer to tutor him he'll only do it under one condition: he gets a kiss everytime he gets something right

might be self projecting but he's def a boob guy.

everyone has this image of him as some psycho tough guy but play with his hair and he'll just melt. especially if you have acrylic nails! his head will be in your lap while you guys are watching tv n you'll be playing with his hair and he'll be as quiet as a mouse and malcolm will just be like "how did you do that."

loves it when you borrow his clothes. especially his hoodies. it just does something to him

tbh i feel like he could go for someone with either a more edgier look ( think avril lavigne or bill kaulitz) or someone with the girly 2000s look ( think britney spears or any of the playboy bunny girls )

once you guys have an established relationship he'll spend all his time with you! at first he wasn't sure if it was ok but now that he knows you really like him he's so happy!

i don't think he's big on pda i think hand holding is as far as hell go but i don't think he minds if you kiss him on the cheek

but once you guys are alone omg

cant keep his hands off you!

he's either super horny or super cuddly no in between

you and him always get stuck babysitting jamie and he'll be doing the most normal thing like putting jamie's shoe on or feeding him and youre just stuck staring at him bc he looks so cute!

dates usually consist of movie marathons, him cooking something for you guys, concerts, theater trips, or something really spontaneous like taking a trip to another city just bc you guys were bored.

walks you to all of your classes <3

malcom n dewey really like you and think you keep reese sane

ties your shoes

if you guys have a class together he's always doodling in your notebook whether it's something cute or raunchy

i think he struggles with self image so he needs a lot of reassurance

if you have pets he somehow has an immediate bond with them. they just love him!

he try's really hard to remember things you like for future gifts/dates

i feel like he gives oddly specific compliments, but he has good intentions

"you smell like a slutty fairy"

"is that supposed to be a good thing?"

"duh."

the same way he secretly loves watching soap operas with his mom, is the same way he loves watching all of your shows. like the oc, dawsons creek, whatever you're into!

he would give the best and most thoughtful homemade gifts. tb to when he gave lois little jars of jam! he'd probally do something similar but according to your taste <3

gets jealous easily

it's hot/ cute tho

memorized all your favorite pastries/baked goods n makes them for you when he's feeling nice/ as an apology if he messes up

[kyurume]

txt reacting to your accusations of cheating .. (smau)

notes : okay, i was supposed to be doing the other chapter for "isn't it romantic?" (shameless promo, i know) but im procrastinating...

warning(s): suggestive in yjs, pet names, fem reader, crack

[luvrlou]

Literally begging for a Reese x reader, idc what it’s about but if you’re up to it write your heart out ❤️

Unexpected

Pairing: Reese Wilkerson x fem!reader

Summary: A sworn enemy sparks a romance at a halloween party?

Warnings: Language

A/N: sorry guys, i keep going m.i.a!

Word Count: 1.3k

Reese Wilkerson, where would you even start with this boy? You could always say you hated him, that he made your blood boil, that the thought of him made you want to jump into on-coming traffic, but that wasn't enough, that was too ordinary. To keep it short and simple, you loathed him.

Now a lot of people hated him, but you, you had to take that number one spot.

Your hatred started in elementary school, you were sat soundly in your fourth grade class, doing your maths work. Then he walked in, you had heard of Reece before, as he had been a terror in the second grade class across the hall.

"Children, we have a new student today, well kind-of. This is Reese, he moved to this class from Miss Wiggin's class, let's all be the sweetest angels we can be to him!" Your teacher spoke gently. Looking back, you felt horrible for this woman, a young twenty-something lady, in her first year of teaching having to take on the devil in a eight year-olds body for a year.

The children in the class watched as he stood blankly staring at the back wall of the room, silent.

"Honey, how about you go sit next to y/n," your teacher sweetly instructed, "y/n can you please raise your hand."

This is where it started, this very moment. Reese stalked over to the empty seat next to you, deciding to kick your seat as forcefully as an eight year-old could before sitting down. This made your pen glide over the paper, directing on your finished work.

"Are you kidding me!" You yelped, slamming your pen down, before you could even face the menace that caused this, you could hear him giggling away.

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Despite this interaction happening over seven years ago he still does the same giggle everytime he does something to ruin your day, which surprisingly is multiple times a day.

For once there was nothing he could do that would properly piss you off today, since it was halloween, and you were attending your best friend, Orla Presley's party.

You were sat with her in the lunch hall when he spotted you and strided over, "what is it today Reese?" You inquired looking up at the boy. "Wanting my lunch or something? Not surprised you are fat as fuck."

"Wow y/n, where's the kindness?" he taunted, placing his hand over his heart in faux-hurt.

"I'm not in the mood, take the hint and fuck off," you deadpanned in return, making him huff and walk away. "I hate that kid."

"Well y/n, I think he has a crush on you," Orla teased, wiggling her fingers in your face, making you start to laugh.

"Oh yeah, way to get the girl, bully her until she's sixteen, sure he does," you chuckled, pushing Orla's hand out of your face.

"Who knows?" She shrugged in response before starting to chat on about her party.

Orla waved to you as she walked the opposite way from the lunch hall, her having Spanish, and you having English. Then something harshly hit you on the back of the head, before thumping off the floor, it was a metal ball of some sort, then you heard the giggle and looked up to see Reese proudly smirking.

"What the fuck Reese! Leave me alone!" You screamed, walking up to him and bitch-slapping his cheek, "you are such a freak!"

For the first time ever, Reese actually looked upset by your words, he looked affected by your hatred. All he did in return was gulp and nod, before walking away in the direction of the main school doors.

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"You what?" you shrieked, turning away from the light-up mirror in Orla's room to face her in shock.

She started nervously laugh, "I invited Reese Wilkerson," she repeated sheepishly.

"Why! Why would you do that?"

"I know you hate him, but maybe you need to give him a chance, you guys would be such a cute couple!" She insisted in a persuasive tone.

"Please get that thought out of your head Orla!" you begged, before turning back around to finish adding fake blood to your neck.

You and Orla were dressed as pathetic excuses for vampire, all you did was add fake blood to your lip and neck, and darken your under eyes. Outfit-wise you both wore matching flowy black skirts that cut off mid-thigh, with little burgundy off the shoulder knitted jumpers that showed more skin than it covered.

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You were standing at the drinks table flirting with the captain of the football team, Leo Krint, when he walked in. Reese fucking Wilkerson.

He was wearing a skeleton morph suit, minus the mask, and grey sweatpants over the top. You watched as Orla walked straight over to him, pointing right at you. You had to say this threw you off, but then again you were stood right in front of the drinks table, that's probably what she was indicating towards, but you wanted to find out for sure.

"Leo, I need to go, I'll find you later," you hurriedly spoke, leaning up to place a kiss on his cheek.

"Sounds like a plan gorgeous," he replied, walking towards the group of footballers.

You swiftly walked over to Orla and Reece, latching onto your best friend's arm, "Orla, a word?"

"Yeah of course, I'll be right back Reece." He simply nodded before sending you a genuine smile, the first one you'd ever received from him, matter of fact, probably the first one he's ever did.

"Are you trying to set us up or something?" You inquired, crossing your arms.

"Ding, ding, ding," she chimed, grinning at you. Although you did not look pleased, "come on y/n! Give him a chance, I spoke to him earlier he really does like you!"

You hummed for a second, looking over at the boy, who was standing there looking around aimlessly. You had to admit he was pretty cute when he's being civil.

"I mean, he isn't totally ugly, and his smile is really pretty, infatuating really." You smiled softly, "but that doesn't mean I like his personality! It is stricly superficial!"

This made Orla beam, "see! you two would be perfect! Go talk to him!" She demanded, pushing you towards him, whisper-chanting 'go' in your ear.

When you got to him Orla took off to talk to someone else, "bitch," you muttered to yourself. "Hi Reese," you hesitantly spoke.

"I just want to say that I think you look really pretty right now, well you always look pretty, and I don't know why I wanted to make you hate me! Cause now we'll never be anything!" He rapidly blurted out, you making little to nothing out.

You started to laugh, "woah Reese, honey, slow down. I have no clue what you just said."

He started to scratch the back of his neck nervously, "I think you look really pretty, don't get me wrong you always look pretty, but you look beautiful right now."

This made your heart melt, without saying a word you grabbed his hand and walked outside, "if you think all that, then why are you so horrible to me?" you softly asked, still holding onto his hand.

"I don't know," he mumbled, "I know that I fucked up any chance I ever had with you."

"Reese, you'll still have a chance, because you're clearly a sweet boy, you just don't know what to do with yourself." you commented, smiling as you saw his face light up.

"I've been in love with you, since the first time I saw you in that third grade class." He confessed, looking away sheepishly the more he spoke.

All you could think to do in return was kiss him, so that is exactly what you did, your hands slid up his chest and around his neck to rest on the back of his head. Since he was atleast a head taller than you, you had to got up on your tippy toes to connect your lips with his.

His arms immediately snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against him. When the kiss broke he mumbled something about his parents being away out and his house being empty.

Now that was an unexpected night.

[floatingonalilypad]

plsplspls do a Reese x fem reader where reader thinks Reese is a total jackass but after spending time with him she ends up falling for him. Add whatever you want but I js thought this was super cute.

yayyyayaya tyy so much for my first request! For my bestfriends brother heart i made reader be friends with Malcolm if thats okay!

I’ll post it separately from the ask :)

[starrieslove]

was drying my hair and every song that came on sounded like reese fsr

reese wilkerson in a band anyone? just me?

[kyurume]

👏👏👏 show some love to yeonlogic

cuddle with me…

just some soft thoughts of boyfriend!yeonjun cuddling with you :3

Boyfriend!yeonjun who loves hugging you at all times like if hes a koala stuck on you and whines if you pull away from him (just give the baby what he wants :<)

Boyfriend!yeonjun who always wants your face facing his during your guys little cuddle session so he could pepper your face with kisses

Boyfriend!yeonjun who just loves clinging onto you when hes super tired

Boyfriend!yeonjun who likes imitating the faces of your plushies to make you laugh and giggle

Boyfriend!yeonjun who pouts and gets sulky if you dont give him kisses and says words to you like “if you dont kiss me i wont cuddle you anymore” with a pout on his lips and his brows furrowed

Boyfriend!yeonjun who whispers sweet nothings in your ears as you fall asleep slowly in his arms such as “sleep well baby” and “I hope you dream of me”

Boyfriend!yeonjun who admires you sleeping before he snuggles closer to you and drifts off to sleep with you in his arms

wrote this while being delusional and having the biggest smile on my face which i hope this feeds you delusions as well :3

[mysticallystilinski]

More Reese x reader smut? Or Malcolm I love both

“RIDE THE SWEATS”

a reese wilkerson x fem!reader fic

CW! 17+ SMUT ✮⋆˙. best-friends ༘⋆ thigh-riding ༘⋆ modern au ༘⋆ aged 18 ༘⋆ dirty talk lav speaks… tysm for requesting! i literally wrote this in an hour so it was vv rushed but i love the concept.

reese wilkerson, walking around in only grey sweatpants with nothing on underneath. you, a hormonal teenager that’s ovulating, nothing wrong with that, right?

it started out innocent, reese inviting you over, his parents were out to dinner and brothers doing god knows what. he knew that having you all alone gave the opportunity to make a move, after all best friends can touch each other sometimes.

walking into the wilkerson’s house, you were wearing silk pajamas, a nice set of shorts and cute lacy top. reese’s eyes slightly widened, but quickly darted back over to the television. “whatcha watching reese?”, you asked while closing the door behind you. reese’s eyes were too focused on your ass to process any of the words you just said.

“uhhh — monkeys”, he blurted. you turned around to face him and gave a questioning look. “monkeys?”, you were a little weirded out but brushed it off. his eyes closed then went back over to the tv. “yeah.. monkeys!”, he nodded getting slightly defensive.

you giggled slightly before making yourself comfortable next to him on the couch, “i figure we’re both going to sleep out here right?”. reese just gave a thumbs up, no response or anything. “okay reese, you’re acting really weird so you better fess up now or i’m leaving”, you demanded playfully. this wasn’t any help, your flirtatious demeanor, and the way you scooted closer to him, he was bound to break at any second.

“sorry — ‘m just frustrated, girls pissing me off you know”, he huffed. finally, the response you needed, but not the one you were hoping for. “oh”, you said, not really expecting that to be the problem, “well i’m here now so let’s not think about that, and let’s watch a movie?”. without a second thought, you both tried to grab the remote at the same time, him accidentally grasping the top of your hand.

reese jumped out of his seat, and headed towards the kitchen in a hurry, “you know — uh i think i’m gonna make some popcorn.” unusual behavior filled the air, but you knew you couldn’t control reese’s antics. staying put on the couch, you started the scary movie as the popcorn began to pop. reese was still in the kitchen, cursing his every action towards you.

from the corner of your eye, you made eye contact with his abs, god his slutty waist. his sweats hung low on his hips, just enough to see the end of his happy trail. you couldn’t tell if he was flexing, or if that’s how his chest naturally looked, but damn was it toned. reese’s eyes caught you glancing, you quickly turned your head away and pretended to focus on the movie.

footsteps echoed towards you as reese sat down, popcorn bucket in hand.

in his hands.

his hands were so nice, fingers so long, looking slightly rough but feeling soft. you had to stop these thoughts from clouding your mind, he was your best friend, hell bestest friend in the whole world. reese has his eyes peered upon your body, and your face as you stared intently at the movie, trying not to focus on all the dirty thoughts of him.

the movie was just at the beginning, but got slightly boring. adjusting in your seat, you placed a blanket over your body, making sure to keep a little room just in case reese was cold. that was the perfect idea, “hey, uh — can i share the blanket with you? it’s getting a little cold.”

your eyes glanced back over to reese, and you held the blanket out for him to go under. “thanks”, he smiled quickly, then dropping it as you looked away. reese’s thigh slightly touched yours, creating a sort of heat upon your body. a slight shiver ran down your spine as he adjusted his posture, you couldn’t handle it anymore.

“reese can i ask you something, and you have to promise not to freak out or be weirded out by it?”, you questioned in a nervous tone. reese was slightly surprised, and a little nervous but nonetheless shook his head yes. “can i — god this is gonna sound so weird, okay let me explain — i just haven’t had someone touch me in a while and..” you began to trail off before he interrupted you.

“you want me to fuck you?”, reese questioned with his eyes widened. his mouth was slightly open, and his eyes darted anywhere but your eyes. he was rubbing his chin with his hand before you responded, “i mean when you put it like that.. i mean can you touch me? or like can i touch you.”

without a doubt, reese quickly nodded. “so how are we gonna do this?”, he asked. he wasn’t opposed to the idea at all, actually he was quite excited. “i guess — like can i ride you? or your thigh.. i just need some sort of friction.” reese was inaudible, thoughts forming in his brain about the possibility of this happening.

“yes.” with no second thoughts, you removed the blanket and stood up. quickly pulling down your silky shorts, you were left with nothing underneath. reese was shocked, and at a loss. he gathered up the courage to hold out his hand, offering you to straddle his thigh.

you held his hand, and positioned yourself upon his grey sweats, the sudden contact making you let out a breathy moan. reese’s eyes practically rolled in the back of his head, he couldn’t believe you two were doing this. immediately, his hands gripped your hips and began to guide you, wanting to make you feel good instantly.

you weren’t prepared for the sudden friction, which led to a string of whimpers and whines leaving your mouth. “fuck reese — ‘mm feels so good,” you whined. reese was already getting hot and bothered, his leg slightly shaky which made your experience ten times better. “yeah, it feels good baby?”, he coo’d.

reese began to guide you even further, bucking his leg up as your body grinded against his thigh. a wet spot was surely visible, or would be once you got up. “you’re doing so good, so fucking good baby.”

reese began to whimper as your high approached, your clit feeling the harsh contact and pressure against his clothed thigh. “so fucking speechless you can’t even speak hm? who’s the dumb one now”, he chuckled. your eyes rolled into the back of your head as his large hand guided your body in a motion even your most experienced boyfriends couldn’t.

“kiss me, come on baby kiss me”, he repeated breathlessly. your lips found his quickly, tongue in mouth to get more attention. reese’s dirty talk sure put you over the edge, making you finish all over his sweats. he was hard, and he sure as hell almost came too. your hand grabbed his bicep as you rode your high out, leading every ounce of orgasm out of your body.

placing your head on his shoulder, you felt his hot breath by your ear, slight whimpers still coming out of him at a slow pace. “didn’t know you were that needy”, he whined. “you have no idea.”

[fingercats]

These two would have been a very popular ship in mitm if the neighbors were mainstay after that one episode like a Malcom x Josh fanfic would be cool

[the-unofficial-village-idiot]

I really do just write words. If you want more, you can go check out my shitty fanfic

I am going insane writing this

[antispiralz]

Soko Leipzig S25E3 - 8 liveblogging

I watched the first two episodes bc I realised the mediathek is available on the smart tv but didn't comment stuff

Die Entscheidung

weird moves from both jan and kim. and ina. ?????????? what is happpeeeeniiiiiiiiinggggggg why are you all being weird??? that whole scene was painful another good outfit from kim tho d'awwww 'ach die sonne geht auf' (imbiss owner als kim reinläuft) xD vorallem 'herrn moritz kram' xDD ?????? the fucking ghost voice of kim. god this is crriiiingeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. .....why was she left in the fucking asia store? ?????? what is haaappeeeeennniiiiiiiingggggg. was war das? und die shots sind auch einfach die hölle god I hate the multiple shots on one screen ....... why is the swat guy also a weirdo? also weird voice cutting ..... why is everyone strange? das flüstern wär SO hörbar in dem raum xDD bahaha zweite instanz ja 'ja ich bin gebrieft'. script writing goes brr what is this stupid ass dialogue and ina's reactions? she's SO stilted xD bahaha rettig spezialist im lippenlesen xD what is happening 'wer sind sie' *guy reveals the ugliest moustache*. thanks mate 'man kann die polizei nicht einfach fesseln'. dude what xD skipping like 5 minutes because I cannot deal with this shit .....er hat kim beschattet und nicht gewusst das sie polizistin ist? was? it is SO funny when they cut to a business and the talk is ery 'BUSINESS BUSINESS BUSINESS' blablabla die win-win situation. shut the fuck up xD .....wtf lol I knew it. he put kim there as decoy aw ina und kim's hug ;-;

Geister

I see Soko is back on the horror trip what are we betting that there's secret speakers? (immediately resolved lol) also I'm drawing and just letting it play

All in

ah yes, german crime shows and casinos. we saw how well that went in spatort. what the fuck are these young eggsy looking twins omg slay bahahah that font choice mh continuity error :) right off the bat help I hate it. has soko gotten more cringe or am I just not in the right mind to consume it? xD was the airbrushed intro the turning point? xD maybe I caaaaan't skipped like all of the setup, only to get back into it with the technician pulling a bullet out of a statues asscrack. WHY. what is up with the soko writers xD bahahah and moritz wants to touch the butt. my god that lady is annoying xD why is everyone weird... XDDD honestly soko is so wild compared to other copaganda shows also hi moritz with the gendered language moritz und jan zusammen aspirin trinken? xD und moritz schön mitm finger am umrühren jan with the boomer unmuted phone and typing sounds so it's Very clear what he's doing god the slapstick-ness of it all xD moritz: "ja, das kann der jan." ina: "nicht nur das" hold your fucking horses xD the music choices do kind of fuck 'frau blümel hat uns gebenten, wir sollen ihnen mitteilen, dass ihr mandat niederlegt.' moritz: 'das mandat ist sozusagen... verwelkt' terrible xD god this episode is fucking ridiculous xD lmao. the ultimate first world problem, I now have 2 million euros and am sad about it ...wait a second, that's the some song like in the latest spatort. the 'what the world needs now is love, sweet love'

Unter Die Haut

Ja, hallo fanfic titel den ich verwendet hab xD (naja mit zusatz (du gehst mir) um clever zu sein lol) lmao moritz am stolpern und umgucken obs wer gesehen hat bahaha random dialog in schönheitsklinik 'an deiner jaw-line könnte man aber schon noch arbeiten' xD the boyfriend is very cute that fuzzy wall is so gross xD alSO her introduction with ina 'knapp mitte vierzig? gut gehalten. aber wir sollten bewaren was noch da ist, bevor mutter nature endgültig zuschlägt' fucking rude xD welche 15jährige machen sich die mühe? xDD extra graphik shirt machen um andere zu mobben aber der typ ist halt urhübsch (also why would vanessa keep the shirt??) achso. weird plan but ok bby mhm die ist auch ganz normal drauf xD wie moritz n keks mitm mund vom teller nimmt anstatt tasse oder teller abzustellen xD baby boy mh ja, selber zeugs spritzen, das kommt gut what a bitch xD MORITZ!! DIE GRÜNE BOMBER JACKE sehr schick lmao the comical bonk sound of the murder

Um Ein Haar

interesting setting lmao die party fotos. ARE WE SSETTING UP THE THROUPLE und aspirin umrühren mit kulli ist eklig the fucking 'he's so in love with you and you probably too' and then having them make out rettig: 'mir ist aufgefallen, dass die assistentin immer alles klein schreibt' jan: "ja das ist eine sauerei" xDD moritz <3 yells a lot how many times can a person say Palmöl xD lmao Rettig hackerman xD ...why the fuck did moritz have an open jar of queso in his car xDD aslkjdlkas der dialekt von dem typen <3 lmao rettig being the villain in that woman's life because he figured shit out asdasdm wie süss moritz die kapuze hochhält beim jacke anziehen 'bist du eifersüchtig' '[...]ICH MAG IHN' ah ja

Vetrau Mir

JESUS. mal wieder ne horror folge, ne. alter der schnitt und ton dazu war ein echter jumpscare uuurghh why hi jan what was that wtf is happening this episode xD schnee?? idk what's worse, the perpetual summer of Spatort or the wildly changing seasons of Soko I never know what time of year it's supposed to be xD aww that mom is so sweet honestly wtf is happening. why is that guy burying stuff in a pile that looks like 1.70m tall oh noe the sweet mom ;-; leave her alone, she's too precious what's up with everyone's accent btw lmao, how many times can she say cabron xD nOOO ;-; the poor mom ;-; kill me the female boss' acting is killing me xD being shot? curse in spanish. joder my beloved

[captainshadowgirllostfan]

Crazy Daughter

It made Lois sad to think that out of all her children, the one whom she was the least closest to was Frances.

Not only was Frances her firstborn, but she was her only daughter out of four, now five, children.

For Lois, Frances was her second chance from the terrible decisions she made for herself.

Though she can’t regret marrying Hal. Or even having kids. She just wished she got to do all the things she dreamt she would do as a girl.  

When she was pregnant with Jamie, despite the fact that her only daughter was the most problematic of her children, she had still hoped for another daughter, if anything to start over with.

She blamed herself partly for their bad relationship, but for the life she wasn’t sure how she could’ve gone any different with Francis.

When she was in high school she had always dreamed she would have all daughters when she married, if she decided to go the suburban mother route. Her teenage self was right about one thing, the suburban mom life was truly a nightmare.

But her teenage self was wrong about one thing.

Raising a girl was not easier than raising a boy.

Francis proved that.

As Frances grew older, she soon showed how much her angelic features belie the true devil that lay beneath. The girl was a wildling. Their once beautiful polished white apartment soon became a canvas for Frances’ chaotic nature unraveling. Food and drink stains from trying to get Frances to eat and wean her out of nursing, crayon coloring all over the walls, their couch looked like it was made from patchworks of army fatigues, etc.

Their apartment was the image of despair, especially for Lois who prided in being clean. It made her look bad that she hardly brought company in anymore. Not that they would come even if she asked. Her friends could already see the pathetic mess she was becoming, and hardly respected her enough to be associated with her.

Still she at least tried to get close to her daughter. Because even if sons push their mothers away, daughters will always have to come to their mothers in the end of the day. For advice about being a woman and boys and such.

One thing she’d happily admit was the great thing about having Francis was the shopping. It was the one thing she enjoyed when Francis was a babe, though she always did ruin everything she bought.

And it was something she enjoyed as Francis grew older. Out of all her children, Francis was the only one excited about shopping.

But she was also the most pickiest. It didn’t bother Lois much at first. She was rather proud of how independent thinking her daughter was. That was until she grew into her teens and started picking more darker and risque items, so opposite of her angelic appearance but matching of her personality.

But Frances had always been independent. It was something Lois was actually proud of, but it was a double edge sword, because Frances much like Malcolm always tried to push Lois away. Seeing anything Lois says as nothing more than a criticism or jab at how they choose to live their lives, and because their mother disapproves, all the more determined to continue.

Like how Lois tried to convince Frances she shouldn’t try to pick such short skirts, or shorts.

How she should try wearing brighter colors.

How she was too young to have a car and wair.

How she was too young to have sex and should wait.

How she should not ever get her nose or lip pierced.

That last one had got Frances into boarding school.

At that point, Lois was just tired of dealing with her wayward daughter. She couldn’t understand her, she didn’t want to honestly.

Frances was nothing like her when she was young.

“She is just like you!” Hal once said to her, when she and Frances were having another fight, this time over Frances fixing the roof.

“What!?” Lois screamed, “She is not! If anything she got that rebellious attitude from you!”

Hal scoffed.

“Remember how you were back in high school! Wearing leathers and acting like you’re the king of the school. You and Larry would always get into all kinds of messes! I remembered one time you streaked bare naked across the gym during a pep rally and only got caught because you didn’t see the volleyball net and got yourself caught wrapped in it!” Lois exclaimed.

This got Hal chuckling a bit from the memory, “One wonders how I even got you to date me?”

“One wonders..” Lois says dryly, not willing to go further on old times. They were discussing Frances, like they tend to whenever Frances was at home.

“Still that wasn’t rebellion honey. That was honestly stupid teenage drunkeness. I was seriously drunk during that time! God that Larry!” Hal joked. “Frances doesn’t have that stupidness.”

“I beg to differ.” Lois muttered folding her daughter’s pink blanket, which made her feel warm a bit that Frances still took to some bright colors Lois preffered of her rather then black.

All that girl wore was black.

But maybe boarding school and interacting with more appropriate girls had started changing her.

Everytime she thought that, she was always proven wrong.

“No Lois, Frances is just like you.” Hal said drinking his afternoon coffee, and munching on a sandwich, “You are both stubborn and hotheaded. You never know when to quit when you’re ahead of yourself.”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?” Lois exclaimed.

“What I mean, is that this back and forth between you both expecting the other to give in is going far to long, and something has to change! I know deep down you want to have a good relationship with her! You’ve always wanted a girl! She’s our only girl Lois! The least you can do is try to understand her and accept her for who she is!”  exclaimed Hal passionately.

“I understand and accept her!” protested Lois putting down the clothes she was folding indignantly.

“Do you Lois? Have you ever tried?” Hal implored.

Lois paused and thought. She didn’t understand Frances. She honestly didn’t understand all her kids. The closest she could say of understanding any of her children might be Malcolm though even he exhibited behavior that made her question whether or not he was purposely becoming dumb. Like that time he dated Sarah Coleman without her permission.

“Okay I don’t understand her. But I want too! If only she let me! But every time I try to get close to her, she pushes me away and blame me for every terrible thing that happens to her!” Lois tearfully sobbed, while Hal moved to hold her.

“I mean all I want is to have a daughter I could shop with, could confide to, to guide her, show her, help her become the best she could be and to not make the mistakes I’ve made. I want her to follow her dreams! To be happy!”

“And she is!” Hal consoled.

“Is she? Is having her go to that boarding school a big mistake?” asked Lois.

“No. No it isn’t. Honestly the girl needed a better environment then what we were providing. To be fair, I think we honestly spoiled her.” Hal somberly admitted.

“Tch! You mean you spoiled her!” Lois muttered, wiping a tear with her right hand.

“What!? I am not the only one guilty of it! Don’t act like you don’t give her leeway as well especially when it comes to girl stuff. Frances knows out of all the boys, your biggest weakness is shopping. And you also let her get away with dating all those boys!”

“For goodness sakes Hal-”

“What if she got pregnant!” Hal screamed, his voice now becoming high-pitched, “Huh, then what? What will we do if she continues to sleep with all the wrong boys or god forbid get into drugs!”

“Hal, I’m sure-”

“Oh my god, and you kicked her out!”

“Hal-”

“YOU KICKED HER OUT AND SHE COULD PROBABLY BE WITH RICHIE THAT GOD FORBID NO GOOD-”

And then the door slammed leaving Lois with laundry and leftover breakfast.

“Dad really gets crazy when it comes to Frances doesn’t he…” Malcolm remarked behind her.

Lois sighed, maybe she wasn’t the entire problem when it comes to Frances.

No raising a girl was definitely not easier then a boy, especially when that child happened to be Frances.

[mayo-in-the-morning]

Hey hey hey mayo mavens, it's the moment you've all been dreaming of, it's time for episode three of our little podcast! We are so happy to be back chatting to y'all, and as an aside, apparently only 10% of podcasts made get to a third episode before they run out of steam, so this is a little milestone for us! Thank you all for being here with us and showing us your enthusiasm and sending us asks for our guests and letting us know you're listening, it means the world to us, truly.

If you're new here, welcome, there are two whole other episodes that you can listen to if you like this one! Or listen to them first if you are a sequencialist. OR. chaotic option, play all three at the same time and just listen to the bits that you can hear in the gaps of the others...

We are joined this time by the glorious @metalheadmickey to discuss spicy fictions and the business of writing smut and it was such a treat, Jessie thank you so much for joining us!

Next time we are talking to everyone's adopted mom @squidyyy23 about crossovers, incredible outlines, and where my adoption papers are because it's been, like, months...so be sure to join us for that!

Until next time <3

Notes and warnings for episode 3 under the cut.

Episode Warnings

Explicit discussions of sexual content

Hosts

Leigh / she/her / @thisdivorce / vitalspark

Howl / she/her / @howlinchickhowl / howlinchickhowl

Jessie / they/them / @metalheadmickey / catgrassplantdad

Mayo In The Morning / asks

Current Fandom Events

Gallavich Trope Event / @its-a-queer-thing

Spicy Gallavich Collab / @spicygallavichcollab

Fandom History

Supernatural - obviously. Maybe one day we will get through an episode without discussing supernatural, but given our guest this time, it was never going tot be this one.

E.L. James - don't be E.L. James, guys. And by that we don't mean 'don't try and get your smut fic published and become a multi-millionaire author' because we would love that for you, we truly would. We mainly mean don't do that with a fic that heavily features kinks that you don't fully understand the consequences of practicing and export your poor understanding to millions of people around the world who decide to try it out without doing any research and put themselves in danger and put members of the community who do practice safely under intense scrutiny from the morality police. Don't do that.

The origins of Horny Gay Thug

Fanfictions mentioned

Watching / Cinematic with art by @heymrspatel / Ligature - all by Jessie

The Echo I Created by keepgoing/@23milestogo - Leigh's recommendation that doesn't quite fit into the smut category, but is worth a read nonetheless!

Our Favourite Smut Fics

Jessie

The Menagerie (WIP) by @crossmydna / You Like Me by anythingbutgrief / Spice Up Your Life by @squidyyy23/ Kinktober 2022 by @whatthebodygraspsnot

Howl

@ hornygaythug by @whatthebodygraspsnot / (g)loved up by @gallawitchxx / Let The Bodies Do The Talkin' (WIP) by @captainjowl / Size Matters by bravado

Leigh

Penile Enhancement by @captainjowl / The Switch-up by whatthebodygraspsnot / Africa (WIP) by @ian-galagher

[luvrlou]

Nail Polish

Pairing: Reese Wilkerson x fem!reader

Warnings: N/A

Summary: Y/N finds Reese's many bottles of nail polish and paints his nails.

A/N: I have 7 requests and 8 drafts sitting incomplete rn but I saw a headcanon about Reese wearing nail polish so I had to do this.

Y/N’s knuckles lightly hit the front door of the Wilkerson household, when the door swings open she is greeted by Lois, “Y/N! how have you been?" Lois smiles, her hands finding her hips.

“I’ve been great Mrs Wilkerson, thank you for asking!” She smiled with a nod, "how about you?"

"I have been doing well, despite the boys running amok." Lois' laughed, "well, come in, I assume you are here for Reese."

"Yeah! I've not seen him at all this week!"

Lois gestured for her to enter their house, "he's in his bedroom, you know he's been much more behaved ever since you met him," she laughed.

"Thank you Mrs Wilkerson!"

Y/N made her way through to the boys' shared room to find Reece sprawled out across his bed.

"Hey Reece!" She grinned, walking through the door, his face instantly lit up due to her unexpected arrival.

"Y/N! I missed you so much!" He beamed running up to the girl and engulfing her in a hug.

Reece buried his face in her neck and kissed her shoulder, Y/N giggled at the boy, looking around his room. Her giggles became more apparent when she saw a small group of around six or seven bottles of nail polish in different shades sitting on his bedside table.

"Reece?" She question, receiving a hum back from the boy to indicate that she should continue, "Is that nail polish?"

Reece instantly pulled away from her and started spluttering out words of denial, as he did this Y/N made her way over to the group of nail polish bottles, she picked up a bluish-grey colour and twisted it in her hands, admiring the colour.

At this point Reece had stopped rambling and instead just sat on his bed red-faced.

"Reece..." Y/N drawled, clearly wanting something, "could I paint your nails?"

"No! Absolutely not!" He quickly said, facing away from Y/N.

"Why not?" She whined, "you would look so cute"

"I don't want to look cute!"

"Please," she smiled, trying her best attempt at puppy-dog eyes.

Reece rolled his eyes, with a smile plastered on his face at your eagerness, "okay, fine! Yes you can paint my nails."

Y/N jumped onto the bed beside Reece, the nail polish she was holding earlier still in her hands. She grabbed Reece's hands and placed them in front of her.

Once she unscrewed the cap she got straight to painting, Reece watched the focused girl intently as she applied the polish to the last nail.

"Now we must wait for your nails to dry and then you will have to most pretty nails in the whole world!" Y/N chuckled, causing Reece to laugh.

'Well thank you, I really like the colour!" He replied softly, which was quite out of character for the loud teenager.

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Monster in the Mountain (18+) (A friskiel Undertale fanfic)

Summary: Stubborn twenty-year-old Frisk makes a secret and dangerous expedition inside the mysterious and quiet MT. Ebott, lead by only the strange dreams they've had since they were a kid, on their way to somehow make a compromise with the soul stealing beast inside, whom they come to know as The God Of Hyperdeath... they can only hope the rumors they'd heard of him aren't all true.

[sorry-babyxx]

2nd part of Seo-hyun’s birthday has been posted here!

Thank you!