#plus it gives me something to laugh about when I'm stressed lol

[badnewlifesmpideas]

GoodTimesWithScar left to go to new life because of a fear of what doc may do to him

(Just spitting out random stuff, don't mind me)

Haha! Doc needs to come onto the server for like an episode just to terrorize him.

Like Grian's, "YOU'RE NOT SAFE IN YOUR OWN SMP!" during the hc/empires crossover

-Raven

[justmeinadaze]

Im in Control Part 11 ( Steddie X You)

A/N: Do you remember the beginning of Lilo and Stitch where she gets into that fight with the little girl and the teacher tries to like reprimand her and she's like "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" That's how I feel posting this lol

Warnings: Feelings! All the feelings! With the smut of course. Daddy Steve and Sir Eddie. The boys get the reader a gift to have some fun with her. They do fuck up (I feel like) and there is some major angst with the boy going into more about their damage when it comes to their past. The reader mentions some trauma but it's not as in depth as theirs.

Rough sex (I mean...it could be rougher but still ) Its more the reader towards them. Slapping, hitting, etc. Um...am I forgetting something? Maybe.

Word Count: 5152 ( I let the angst flow through me *sinister laugh*)

“I hate weddings.”, TJ grimaces as he takes a drink from the flask in his pocket. 

“Oh, that’s nice. Give me my invitation back then.” As Randy reaches for the envelope, your boss pulls it back. 

“I said I hated weddings. I didn’t say I hated you. I will be there.”

You giggle from your place on your desk as Steve looks at the over stylized piece of paper in his hands. 

“TJ doesn’t hate weddings. He hates marriage. Thankfully, Randy, you aren’t looking into a mirror of the future.” You raise your hand to block the stress ball TJ throws in your direction and Eddie catches it from his place in front of you as it bounces off your palm. 

“And of course, you’re all welcome to bring a plus one.” Randy turns to look at you. “Except you.”

“What? Why?”

“Because you are kind, funny, beautiful, and more importantly not jaded and bitter like these assholes. I want you to meet my friend who’s actually my best man. I think you two will really hit it off.”

“Jesus H Christ, why is everyone so obsessed with my romantic life? Randy, I appreciate the offer but I’m okay.”

“Oh, so are you bringing anyone?”

“I was going to go with these two.”, you gesture towards Eddie and Steve.

“Okay, well there we go. I’ll tell him you’re just bringing friends. Talk to him, Y/N. Trust me, you won’t regret it.”

When you glanced at the boys, their eyes were still on the invitations but everything about their demeanor had totally changed. Steve’s chest rose and fell heavily while the hand that Eddie didn’t have holding the paper was balled into a fist on his knee.

“Hmm… I’m sure I will.”

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“We have a present for you.” Steve grins as his hungry eyes scan your body. 

They had driven to your house to pick you up for the wedding but instead of meeting them outside like you normally do, he had come up to knock on your door. 

“What is it?”

“Hm, I can’t tell you. Here, go put it on before we’re late.” The man hands you the box before playfully slapping your ass, pushing you towards your room. 

After you open it, you stare at the contents completely confused. Inside was some admittedly cute lingerie but you didn’t understand why they would want you to wear it now and not later when the three of were playing. Nevertheless, you did as he asked, sliding the black lace panties under your green silk dress. 

“Steve?”

“Yeah, baby?”

You smiled to yourself as he replied to you. You liked when pet names like that freely flowed from his lips without prompting or hesitation. 

“This bra is beautiful but it wouldn’t go with the dress. My straps are too thin and the cut is too low. Is it ok if I leave it here? I don’t want you guys to think I don’t like it.”

His tall frame suddenly appeared in your doorway. “Aw, look at you, being so sweet. Of course, that’s fine.”

You grin as you lean up on your toes to kiss his lips. “Thank you, Daddy.”

Steve extends his elbow to you which you take as he guides you towards the car. 

“Hey, sweetheart. You look breath taking.” Eddie flashes you a smile and you lean over the seat to kiss his cheek, 

“Thank you and thank you for my present.”

“Oh, yeah? You like it? We thought of you when we saw it.” The metalhead chuckled at Steve as he climbed in and started the car. “Harrington, as beautiful as you are, I don’t think that shade of lipstick suits you.”

He makes a face as he looks in the rearview and removes the imprint you left on his mouth. Steve leans over and lightheartedly punches his friend in the arm. “Don’t be jealous. Tell her more about the panties we bought.”

“Mr. Harrington, they are panties. There’s nothing intercut about them beside the very sexy lacey design along the side. Other than that, they cover all the naughty bits.”

“They better.”

You laugh at his stern tone as Eddie grins over at him before looking back at you. “Princess, these aren’t just any pair of panties. They… well, it’s probably easier if I just show you.”

You watch him as he reaches into his suit pocket, pulling out a tiny black remote. He wiggles it in your direction, showing it off before pressing a button at the top. 

A sudden jolt of vibration shoots through your body straight to your clit. 

“Fucking hell!”

“Oh hey, Steve. It works.” They smile at each other as the car stops at a stop light and Eddie climbs between the seats into the back with you. 

“What did you two do?”

“See, you can do little pushes…” His fingers pressed the button repeatedly and each little shockwave elicited a small moan. “Or you can push this button here…” His thumb pressed another section of the remote, allowing the vibration to be more constant as it messaged your nub. Your head fell against his shoulder as your hips began involuntarily moving, grinding against nothing.

“You can also change the intensity which is really cool.” As Eddie’s thumb slid along the side, the vibration between your legs gradually intensified causing your eyes to roll back. The man beside you licked his lips as he leaned them down to the shell of your ear. 

“Baby, you’re going to have to have a better poker face then that in front of these people.”

“I-I-I can’t…”

“Aw, Stevie. Little girl pretends she’s so tough but can’t hold it together for one night?”

Your face contorted in annoyance as you looked up to meet his gaze. “It…it’s not fair…when…”

While you were talking Eddie increased the intensity again making you reach out abruptly and cling to his shoulders. 

“Go on. What’s not fair?”

“I’m…I’m…”

“No, no. Tell me what’s not fair. Then you can cum.”

You felt the car stop as Steve parked, turning around to watch the display behind him. 

“It’s not…fair…when you…have an advantage…fuck! Please, please, please.”

“Go ahead, Sweetheart. Cum for us but keep your eyes on me as you do. Do you understand?”

“Y-y-yes, Sir.”

“What you’re feeling right now. That intense overwhelming pleasure as your cunt tightens and your body trembles. We control that. We are in charge of making you feel as good as you do right now.”

You bite your lip, controlling to urge to scream as you cum. The vibration between your legs abruptly stops as Eddie passes the remote to Steve. His beautiful eyes lock on to yours as he gestures to his friend. 

“Remember what he said when you’re talking to Randy’s best man.”

##################

“I hate you both.”, you spit through gritted teeth as you three take your seat at the reception table. 

“No, you don’t.”, Eddie cackles. 

“We haven’t even done anything yet since the car ride here. Calm down, little miss.”

“Yeah, but the fucking anticipation…I don’t when you guys are going to—”

“Hey Y/N! Hey, boys.” Randy grins as he leans down to hug you. 

“Hey, man. That was a beautiful ceremony.”, Steve returns his grin with his own. 

“Thank you. I’m glad it’s all finally over though. Planning this was a huge pain in the ass and then the whole thing with the engagement party… Anyway,” he looks down at you. “I see you didn’t bring anyone with you.”

“See but I did though. I brought two!” You gesture to the guys but as your hand extends the groom takes it and pulls you out of your chair. “Randy, I don’t—”

“Hi. You must be Y/N. I’m Jason.” The best man offers you a hand which you hesitantly shake. He blinds you with his smile as he chuckles. 

“Jas, these are her clients. This is Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington.”

“Oh yeah. I’ve heard a lot about you.”, he says emphatically as he greets them. 

“Oh yeah? Randy’s never mentioned you. The only Jason we know is from our hometown and he was kind of a dick.”

You narrow your eyes at Eddie as you pout your lips. “Really? I’m sorry for them. They are stubborn as all hell and complete assholes.”

“You’re right, Randy. She’s funny.” His eyes lock with yours. “I like that.”

The abrupt vibration between your legs startles a small yelp out of your lips as you turn to look at them. Both sets of eyes were glowing with amusement, completely ready to do this tango with you. It made your core throb with need as sat back down between them. 

“We have to go back to our table but we’ll talk later?”

Your lips quickly press together as the tremor between your legs escalates. 

“Sweetheart,” Eddie leans closer to you. “The man is asking you a question. It’s impolite to not answer.”

“Yes, I WOULD like that vERy mmmuch.”

Jason softly smiles at you before turning with Randy and heading back to their designated area. 

“Fucking prick.”, the metalhead rolls his eyes.

“You just don’t like him because he wants our girl. Even though, I’m not going to lie, the vibe I’m getting is one pump chump. Then he’s gone. What do you think, honey?”

You hadn’t heard a word they said as your hand gripped Eddie’s thigh. They watched as you swallowed down pants, trying to control any moans from escaping. You suddenly felt Steve’s hand in your hair and the tenderness of his touch was enough to push you over the edge as your head leaned back, squeezing your eyes shut as you came.

“There we go. Atta girl. Such a good girl for us.” His eyes quickly scanned the room before using his fingers to push your hair behind your ear so he could see your face better. “Color, baby?”

“I still hate you but green.”, you smile in his direction. 

Steve’s own grin grows as he passes the remote to Eddie. “You can say it correctly. No one’s looking.”

Your eyes shifted around the room just as his had before finally resting on his juicy lips in front of you. 

“I wish I could kiss you right now, Daddy.”

“Well shit!”, TJ’s voice startled you both. “That was actually a fucking nice little thing they pulled off here.” 

You cleared your throat as you turned to face your boss. “Nice little thing? I’m sure the bride and groom will love that you’re calling it that.”

“Look, angel. I’ve done three of these. I think I’m an expert by now.”

“No one is questioning that.”, you giggle. 

“I’m just saying it’s nice, okay? Leave me alone.” He smiles, chugging back the wine in his glass. 

The reception continued in typical fashion with the bridal party and parents each giving a little speech. There was the typical throwing of the bouquet which Eddie found totally amusing that you didn’t want to take part in.

“Why not? Isn’t it like a whole thing for girls to want to catch the flowers?”

“For some, yes, but not me. I think someone who actually wants to get married sometime soon should grab it.”

“You don’t want to get married?”

You reached under the table and placed your hand in Steves. “Not right now but one day. Do you want to get married? I mean at some point.”

“Eh, I don’t think I’m cut out for marriage.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Have you met me?”, he chuckles.

“Steve…”

“Don’t get married, son. Trust me! It’s a trap.” TJ raises his glass towards him as you roll your eyes. 

You notice that Eddie had gone uncharacteristically silent, reaching for his hand with your free one. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen one happy marriage.” He softly smiles as your thumb caresses his skin. “And I think out of all my friends, Harrington’s parents are the only ones that are still together and they definitely aren’t happy.”

“My parents are still together and I’m your friend.”

“Are they happy?”

“Happily married, yes. Happy in general, no.”

The father and bride dance along the dance floor in front of you and after a while more people are to join. You glance at them both but neither man moves. 

“Excuse me.” You look up to see Jason smiling down at you. “Would you like to dance with me?”

“She very much would. Hi. I’m the boss. I’m TJ. This young lady deserves a dance. Hell, she deserves way more than a dance.”, he winks as you cringe. 

“I’m sorry. He’s wasted and an idiot.”

“No. Not a problem. So—”

“Go! Now! I’ll keep the boys company! They’ll survive a few minutes without you.” TJ shoves you into Jason’s chest and gestures you both way from the table. 

You place your hand on his shoulder taking the other to hold in the air as you sway to the music. You try to keep as much distance between you two as possible but it’s hard with his hand on the small of your back. 

“Randy tells me you’re an agent for some popular porn stars. That’s kind of neat. I don’t know a lot about the industry but…”

You couldn’t give a damn about what he is saying. You tuned him out as your eyes stayed on your table, watching as Eddie and Steve became increasingly more angry. They whispered heatedly to each other; well, Eddie did. Steve’s lips remained in firm line as he followed Jason’s movement with his eyes. 

Every time his hand drifted a little further down your waist, his chest would rise and fall as he told himself not to just get up and beat the shit out of this guy. Eddie pulled out the remote and you subtly shook your head. You knew if they teased you, you may grab onto Jason which would just make things worse.

Steve whispered in the metalheads ear making Eddie grin as he pushed one of the buttons forcing the panties to come to life between your legs. They weren’t going to make this easy, choosing to skip the little pushes and allow the vibration to turned on while you danced. 

“FUUUCK me…”, you mumbled.

“Are you ok?”, Jason asked as he looked you over.

“Yeah, yes, yeees. I’m fine.” A sudden increase in intensity pushed you forward into his chest. “Sorry. I, uh, trIIIpped.”

You turned glare at Eddie to find they were both already fuming. Steve reached over for the remote turning the vibration to its highest setting and you couldn’t help but cling to Jason’s shoulder for support as you felt your legs begin to shake. 

When his lips connected to yours, you immediately shoved him away from you. 

“What the fuck are you doing?!”

“You were grabbing on me. I thought you were trying to…I don’t know!”

“We just met!”

“I don’t fucking know how women in this industry behave.”

“Yeah well, obviously, you have no idea how a man behaves either. Fucking prick.”

Your shoes click against the floor as you run out of the reception hall and enter the bathroom. As soon as Jason kissed you the vibration had stopped but you still reached aggressively under your dress, pulling off the underwear and throwing them on the counter. 

A knock on the door made you jump and as soon as you opened it Steve’s hands gripped your face. Eddie followed behind him, locking the door so no one else could come in. 

The man holding you quickly scanned your face as his thumbs wiped the tears from under your eyes. “Are you ok? What happened? Did he hurt you? Why are you crying?”

“No! No. I just got overwhelmed with the underwear, seeing you guys look so hurt, and then him fucking kissing me. I… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Steve pulled you to his chest as you tried to calm down. “Hey. Breathe, okay? You didn’t do anything wrong, baby.”

“We took it too far. We just hated seeing his hands on you.”, Eddie sighed.

“I didn’t want to dance with him! I didn’t want anything to do with him but no one fucking listens to me! I just want to be with you! With both of you! I fucking love you!” 

You immediately closed your mouth trying to stop your words but they had already flowed from your lips. Steve’s hands dropped from you as both men leaned back against the wall. Your breath shook as you exhaled, eyes shifting between them. 

“I love you.”, you repeated with a bit more confidence. 

“This was a mistake. We pushed her too hard.” Steve’s voice was low as he spoke to Eddie. 

“You think? She thinks she’s in love with us.”

“Don’t do that. Don’t talk to each other like I’m not here.”, you scowl.

“Maybe we should give her space.”, Eddie continued as he folded his arms across his chest. 

You march up to the boy and grip his cheeks in your hand like they do with you when you won’t answer a question. “STOP! Talk to me, Eddie.”

Roughly, he pulls face from your hands and pushes you backwards away from them. “You can’t love us.”

“Why? Was that some fucking rule I missed?”

“Munson, it’s ok. Little girl thinks she’s in love. It’s kind of cute.” Steve’s tone is dripping with condescension.

“I…I don’t think. I-I-I…”

“I-I-I… yeah, you sound real sure of yourself.”

“That’s because you’re intimidating me a bit! I just…don’t understand. Why can’t I love you? Why would that be such a bad thing?”

“We aren’t people you fall in love in love with, honey.”

“Oh? So when you told me that you cared about me…where did you expect this to go?! At some point like turns to love, Steve. I’m sorry to disappoint you.”

Steve’s head hangs as he slightly turns to speak in Eddie’s direction. “I told you this was a mistake.”

“No! Don’t turn this around and make me into one of the people who left you guys. You’re the ones pushing me away right now and for a stupid reason!”

“It’s not stupid! We’re protecting you. Trust me. You don’t love us. You don’t WANT to love us.” Eddie glared at you trying to keep his strong composure intact. 

It suddenly all hit you at once. 

“I’ve never seen a happy marriage…Come on, honey. Have you met me?... My dad beat the shit out of me…A smart mouth just like your fucking mother…My dad was barely home. He never cared. Always made me feel like I wasn’t enough… I didn’t do enough to protect you…”

“Eddie. Steve. You… you guys aren’t your parents. You’re not your dads. This thing here that we do…it’s not the same.”

“We should get back out there before people start wondering where you are.” Steve started to move out of the way so he could open the door but you held him still with your palm against his chest. 

“Don’t do that. Don’t ignore me. Don’t ignore my feelings. When we started our relationship, you asked me if I had any boundaries you shouldn’t cross. This right here is a big one. My mom pushed aside my feelings all the time especially if they didn’t align with her beliefs. Please, don’t…don’t do this. Don’t be selfish. I’ve been through some shit to and being open with you guys like this is extremely hard. But I DO love you and if you don’t that’s fine. It is what it fucking is but don’t you DARE preach to me some bullshit about how I can’t because of who you are.”

Eddie looked at Steve as they had a silent conversation between them. The metalhead nodded before shoving his friend to the side and barreling out into the hallway. 

Steve grabbed the door handle, pausing to glance your way. “Our private arrangement is over. If you feel like you can’t be our agent anymore, we’ll understand. We’ll bring your stuff from our house to your office on Monday. You can let us know then.” With that he was gone.

Your entire body felt numb as you stood there staring at the spot they had just been standing. Your body glided out of the bathroom of its own free will as you passed through the reception hall like a ghost. 

“Y/N, have you heard of this—Y/N?”, TJ’s eyes followed you with genuine concern. You couldn’t bear to look towards the other two men at the table. “Y/N? Angel, where are you going?”

He got up to trail after you, gently reaching for your arm. As you looked up at him, it was like being shaken from a trance. “Are you ok? Did something happen?”

I’m not in control.

You suddenly fell into his arms and cried. He guided you to a nearby bench, holding you to him as he gently rocked you back and forth. “I told you weddings are the worst.” A heavy breath left your chest as you laughed and he smiled at the sound. “I’ve known you for 5 years and I don’t think I’ve ever seen you hurt like this. Now I know I’m your boss but I care about you so I just have one question. Whose ass am I kickin’?”

You didn’t see it but Steve was watching you two out of the corner of his eye. 

“Is she still crying?”, Eddie asked as he looked down into his glass. 

He shook his head. “TJ’s making her smile.”

“Good because we’re fucking assholes.”

“Yeah, well, that’s why we are letting her go.”

“Are we? Or are we throwing more salt in her wound by staying around as her clients?”

“Go ahead, Munson. Go tell her we’ll be leaving as her clients as well which could get her fired in the process.”, Steve chugged back the last of the wine in front of him. 

“She was fucking right you know. We never should have crossed that professional line. We should have just left her alone especially if it was going to end like this. She was right about everything. I mean, where did we think this relationship was going to go, Harrington? I feel like we’re worse than our dads for stringing her along and I hope you enjoyed watching that prick paw on her because we are going to be seeing a lot more of that now.”

“Excuse me.”  They jumped at the sound of your voice. “You two gave me a ride here and TJ is too drunk to take me home. Can you please—”

“Yeah. Not a problem.” Steve quickly fishes for his keys as both boys stand. 

“Thanks, guys. I’d drive her but I don’t have my car and I am way too wasted.” TJ grins as he gives you one final hug. “At least I know she’s safe with you guys.”

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The entire car ride to your house is completely silent. As soon as they parked, Eddie began to move so he could get out and open your car door. 

“No. No, no. Mr. Munson. I got it. Thank you for the ride.” You reached for the door, stopping halfway as you addressed them. “I don’t need until Monday. I’ll still be your agent but I have rules of my own.”

You heard them shuffle in their seats to face you and for the first time since the bathroom, you met their eyes. 

I’m in control.

“We don’t talk about anything unless it’s business related. I think that’s best for everyone. You will stay out of my personal business and I will stay out of yours. That’s, um, that’s it actually. That’s all I had.”

They silently nodded and you did the same, reaching for the door again. 

“We’re sorry… for what it’s worth…”

You sarcastically laugh as you lean back in their back seat, casually gesturing towards Eddie. “Letting Daddy speak for you again, I see. You know what, Steve. Nothing. Your sorry is worth NOTHING. I trusted you two and what did that get me? This is the second time in our relationship you both have made me feel stupid. I put a lot on the line for this relationship. My career, my friendships, my personal life. I have told you two things and done things with you that I have never said or done with anyone else! I even left a good man because I put my faith in you. I’m an IDIOT but it’s fine.”

“It’s fine because it’s fucking over. No one, hear me, NO ONE has ever hurt me like you two just did. So, Steven, that sorry apology isn’t worth the pain I’m feeling right now.” You finally exit the car and slam the vehicle door. “Thank you for the ride.”

The tears started to flow as you made your way towards your front door. A strong hand gripped your shoulder, turning you around as Steve’s lips crashed to yours. Eddie promptly opened your front door as Steve guided you inside. You pushed him back against the wood, smacking his face with your palm. 

Glaring up at him, you did it again and he didn’t do anything to stop you. Shakily, you tore at his suit as he roughly pulled at your dress. Your back suddenly hit the wall outside of your bedroom as his lips heatedly kissed your own. As he started fumbling with his belt, you shoved at his chest, trying to push him back. Your hand collided with his cheek again and when his face turned back towards you, his brown eyes were overshadowed with lust. 

“Is that best you can do, little girl? Come on. I know you can do better.” You hit him again, feeling his bare chest heave at the feeling. “Oh, come on, baby! Really let go.” Your tiny hands pushed and punched at his chest as you felt the tears well up in your eyes again. 

“Fuck you, Steve!” Your fell back against the adjacent wall and his body came with you as his head leaned near your ear. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

He kicked his pants to the side, lifting your legs to wrap around his waist as you clung to his neck. “I don’t want to hurt you either, honey.” Your eyes rolled back as he sheathed himself inside of you, thrusting at a steady pace as he spoke.

“You’re not an idiot and you’re not fucking stupid. You are the best girl we have ever known. We have to do this, baby.”

“You don’t have to, Daddy.” He grunted as you pulled his hair, making him look at you. “You don’t have to. You—mmm—aren’t him. Fuck. Please, please. Harder, Daddy.” Without pulling out, he carries you into your bedroom and falls with you onto the bed, smacking his hips against yours as you moan. 

“You deserve better, Y/N.”

“Please, make me cum. Please, Daddy.”

Steve pushes up on to his arms, pumping into you as hard as he can, watching as your body bounces below him. Your nails scale down his chest as you cum, clenching around him making mewl as he moves faster against you. He falls onto you, his hips faltering as he cums inside of you.

As he rolls to the side, you sit up on your elbows to meet Eddie’s blown out eyes. He had already removed his suit and was slowly stroking his cock as he watched you both. 

You expected Eddie to immediately take what he wanted but when he placed himself in front of you, his arms abruptly pulled you into a hug. 

“He’s right, Princess. You deserve better.”

“Then why did you even bother, huh? You should have just kept fucking me the way you were or better yet…just left me alone.”

He leaned back to look at your face as ran his fingers through your hair. “I don’t know. You’re right. We should have kept things the way they were.”

You bottom lip trembled as you tried holding yourself together. Balling up your fist, you punched his chest, knocking him back slightly. 

“That…does NOTHING for me, Eddie! Just like his fucking apology. Or I’m sorry, both your apologies. Did Stevie tell you this was for the best and you just went along with it?”

He looked down, trying to control his temper. Eddie knew he deserved this after hurting you. 

“No.”

You hit his chest again but this time he turns into it. “Just no…Sir? That’s all I fucking get? No!”

As your fist flies, he reaches out to grip your wrist and pulls you closer to his face.

“No because I don’t need him to remind me where I come from! I’m a Munson, sweetheart. We’re all destined to be fuck ups. I am meant to destroy you, Y/N. Is that what you want?! Because that’s what you claim to love.”

He pushes your chest, making you fall backwards as he quickly grabs your legs pulling you to the edge of the bed. Eddie runs the tip of his cock between your folds a few times before breaching your entrance. Hugging your legs against his chest, he thrusts into you with purpose.

The sound of your strained voice draws his attention as he looks down at your sweaty face. “I…I don’t—mmm—I don’t understand why—FUCK!”

“Why what, baby. Tell him.” Your eyes meet Steves as he gently pets your head, caressing your forehead with his thumb. Eddie slows his pace allowing you gather your thoughts.

“I don’t understand why you…see yourselves so…negatively.” A tear escapes your eye and Steve tenderly wipes it away. “I trusted you.”

Eddie opens your legs, wrapping them around him as he leans down to capture your lips. He holds you to his mouth, feeling your pussy tighten around him as you cum again. Leaning up on his knees, he chases his own high, furrowing his eyebrows together as he cums a few moments after you.

Steve wasted no time getting a wash rag from your bathroom and taking care of you. You sat on the edge of the bed allowing them to do their thing, staring off into the void as they did. Eddie threw a shirt over your head and for the first time since you had started your relationship, he put one of your own on you. 

The dam broke as you cried again. Steve wrapped his arms around you, shifting your body so your head was on your pillows. When he moved to leave, you didn’t let him go. Not until you felt him crawl under the covers with you as Eddie did the same. His arm encircled around your waist behind you as Steve watched your face till your eyes slowly began to close. 

“Steve? Eddie?”

“Yeah, honey?”

“Please, don’t be here when I wake up.”

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[jtl07]

Writing shenanigans, I love it 👏🏼 I know I’m gonna enjoy this! Okay, here goes: Next week the Paris Olympics starts, yay 👏🏼 Soooo, what if Ava and Beatrice meet at the Olympics? Maybe they compete in the same sports, maybe not. Maybe they just meet at the hotel. Maybe they compete for two different countrys? Hmm… What sports do they play? And for which country? (I could totally see Beatrice be a fencer)

anon hello! you are brilliant, what a timely and perfect shenanigans idea!

part of me wants to make Beatrice compete in judo because i'm biased lol but fencing is also so freaking good ugh Beatrice why do you have to be the character who can do everything™?!? @daskum and i were chatting about breaking being part of the Olympics and now i have that in my head for Ava because wouldn't that be freaking awesome?? like Ava giving all the shade during the 1v1 and pulling out the most incredible tricks? but also having to be meticulous about pain management and overall care of her body, like even more than professional athletes already do. as in: maybe she still went through the car accident but she was able to meet Jillian and get the "halo" and and during recovery, she found breaking and its full body expression.

as for how do they meet … hm different countries could be cool - i actually huh i don't know how the whole Olympic village/housing works? i'm gonna search real quick lol [edit: putting my attempt at a meet-cute under the cut lol]

okay i'm back and lots of ideas from this NYT article (this link bypasses the paywall btw) on the cafeteria in Paris (which, sidenote: food must be so hard to balance for folks from outside of France because man, the change in routine plus the risk of causing discomfort if you eat something that disagrees with you? yikes).

but anyway, i'm loving this idea of them meeting in the cafeteria at this random time like in the article - maybe their first meeting is before they've each competed and there's nerves and inability to sleep (perhaps the time difference doesn't help either) and maybe Beatrice walks into the cafeteria and there's not a lot of people - no one from her team, thankfully, as she's not up for dealing with any of them at the moment. not that she doesn't get along with them, it's just - it's better when she's by herself. safer. easier.

anyway, Bea's in the cafeteria looking for something light and she hears this kinda whoop of joy. curious, she looks over, finds this young woman a few stations down who's utterly entranced with the offerings. she's talking animatedly with the staff person, who seems a little tired but is caught up in this woman's energy, and Beatrice can't help but watch her. she notices that the woman has not one, but two plates full of food, which she carries carefully to the station next to Beatrice. the woman notices Beatrice and gives her a bright grin. "so you figured out the secret too, huh?"

Beatrice blinks at her. "pardon?"

a blush paints over the woman's cheeks and somehow, her grin gets even wider. "that the middle of the night is the best time to visit the cafeteria." she gestures at all the stations. "all this food, just for us."

there's such unfettered joy in this woman's voice, in her face, in her entire body and between that and the lack of sleep and the stress - that oddly seems to be bleeding away with each moment Beatrice is in this woman's presence - Beatrice can't help but laugh. "you're quite wise. though," Beatrice glances at the two plates and the third the woman is now filling with food. "are you actually going to eat all of that?"

Beatrice is gifted with the most affronted look she's ever seen (which is saying something, considering her friendship with Camila and Lilith). "hey i bet your ass if eating was an Olympic sport, i'd have multiple medals by now. the world record board would just be filled with Ava Silva." she punctuates her statement with a rather aggressive bite of bread - after which she pauses, eyes wide. "holy shit that's amazing." she grabs another piece, glances at Beatrice. "you want one too?"

Beatrice flounders for a moment - she'd really only been looking for a cup of tea, but the bread does smell good - "not that I can't finish it, but yknow, we could share?" Ava continues, an inviting smile on her face. it shouldn't be as charming as it is, especially with the bit of crust at the edge of Ava's mouth, but Beatrice finds herself charmed nonetheless.

"okay," she says softly. then, because she's at the Olympics, because she just may have made a friend, she nods, smiles, and says a little more sure: "okay."

[pynkgothicka]

Hiiii! I wanted to ask for an Yandere! hoseok x Fem!reader were they are in college and people are starting to disappear and the reader notices that it’s most of her friends and she soon finds out that Hoseok is the one killing them? And his reasoning is because obviously he likes her and wants her to himself and he’s jelly… it’s probably confusing lol

Ｓａｌｖａｔｏｒｅ ＪＨＳ

Synopsis - Everyone is disappearing, and Hoseok seem to be the only one left for you.

Pairing - Yandere! Hoseok x Fem! Reader

Tags and Warnings - murder, violence towards reader, manipulation

Authors Note - This took me so long lol

A friendly reminder that all my works are dark fanfiction! Please if you do not like that do not read them! This is your final warning before hitting the keep reading button!!

Going to college in pursuit of a graphic design degree was more than a stress rather than some casual learning. Plus being in this course meant that you were collaborative, and therefore made you have more friends than usual.

Friends that are quickly disappearing.

You never thought you'd be in a place where your constantly paranoid if your next. Constantly looking and watching.

This feeling washed over you, your feet carrying you to your next class. You walked in and sat in your usual spot, Hoseok already next to you.

He was so energetic when it came to being in such a boring course. He was a dance major and only took the course as something fun. Only to realize he didn't care for the course at all. Instead spending that time to dote on you.

Hoseok always had your seat empty, a bottle of water, and a random snack. Everything about him screamed boyfriend material but you wouldn't want to ruin the bond you built with him. So you kept those feelings to yourself.

As you sat down Hoseok leaned over and wrapped his arm around your neck, pushing you closer too him. “You look cold, what did I tell you about bringing a jacket?” Hoseok immediately went to his doting antics.

“Sorry Hoseok, my mind has been… just everywhere.” You said leaning into the man's touch. “Everyone I know is going missing Hoseok. And I can't help but think is it because of me…”

Hoseok took a deep breath in. His hand rubbed on your shoulder, his head falling on the other. “Dont worry, just keep your mind off of that stuff.” You let out a deep breath, giving a small glace to one your last friends. He gave you a large smile, a signature of his you've grown to love. “Now how about we do the usual and pay absolutely no attention to this class huh?”

You laughed and placed your head on his shoulder. Your head dug into his chest, his body heat transferring to you.

❤️‍🔥

“You like her huh?” Hoseok held a crowbar. He swung at the corpse of one of your close friends. He couldn't even remember her name as he went in. He took another swing at the girls dead corpse.

“You can't have her… she's fucking mine.” He seethed looking at the room he'd made within his apartment. It was just for you, as he's thought of everything. "All... All you guys want is to lay with her and corrupt her beautiful mind."

Who knew that he would keep this going for over a week or two. Even after you told him your worries, he just couldn't stop.

But drawn from his trance his target's phone went off.

“Shit you were supposed to pick up my love tonight huh?” He kneeled towards the body. “Don't worry, I'm gonna go get her alright? I'm ... I got her..."

❤️‍🔥

The sidewalk you walked on was dark. The trees and night sky shaded your journey back to your dorm. Who would've known that the friend that brought you everywhere would end up leaving you alone? This led you to have to walk to your local grocery store and back. The walk wasn't too long, just all depended on the business of the store. More people would mean a longer trip and vice versa.

So whenever a car slowed down next to you, rolling the window down, revealing Hoseok, you were a little more than relieved. “What ya doing all alone out here?” He asked, slowing driving alongside you. His almost white hair shimmered in the moonlight.

“I can't drive and I refuse to take the trolley. So I'm walking.”

Hoseok let out a sigh and put the car in park. “Get in, I'll take you home.” You stared at him before rolling your eyes and opened his car door. As you stepped in his car, something felt off. Immediately it was uncomfortable, the smell was something that stood out. You looked around, closing the door, Hoseok pulling off.

You looked towards the ground seeing a small glimmer of light. As you hit a bump, the phone turned on, showing a picture of you and your friend Maria.

Maria was supposed to pick you up tonight.

You let out a small gasp, Hoseoks face turning towards you. “What's up?”

“Um. Nothing.” You said looking back. The sight before you, nearly made you throw up. Maria's hand separated from her body sat out in the open. The smell was coming from whatever was back there. “I think I want to get out now.”

“Why? You just got in here.” Hoseok said letting out a small chuckle.

“Let me out you fucking murderer!” You yelled going for the car door.

It was locked.

“What are you talking about? I'm- Ohhh.” Hoseok started to chuckle to himself. But he kept driving, passing up the dormitory. You banged on the window, screaming out. Hoseok just kept laughing, taunting you. The entire situation nauseated you. "You were always so smart. That's what drew me to you in the first place."

“I did it all for us. Those people! They only wanted to use you. But I would never do that to you.” He said, hand coming to your bare thigh. You tried to pry his hand off, but he proved to be stronger.

“Your just jealous, and… need help!” You cried as finally he pulled into a miscellaneous driveway. Hoseok put the car in park before smiling at you. His hand went to your face as he grabbed at your arm. You bit at his finger, Hoseok reeking back and hissing. His other hand went to the back of your head, slamming it down on the dashboard knocking you out.

Hoseok smiled leaning over kissing at your head. He'd finally got what he wanted.

Peace.

He hummed a small tune taking in the situation. He was never going to let go of you.

[isadollie]

Hello fellow human,

I saw that you had a matchup open and I wanted to check it out. I really wanted to do this kind of stuff, but when I've found someone it was already closed. So I'm excited you're open for it :D

It's my first time so no pressure :3 (really no pressure, please don't be uncomfortable or stressed out about it)

To my matchup request. It would be for Haikyuu and Tokyo Revengers. If you only want to do one then I choose Haikyuu.

Now to my person:

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🦝 Name? --- Yumi

🦝 Pronouns? --- She/Her

🦝 Sexuality? --- Bisexual

🦝 Girl or Boy matchup? --- Boys please :3

🦝 Likes? --- Sushi. Give me sushi and I'm happy. But music is also top priority on my list. I cannot without music.

🦝 Dislikes? --- I really don't like it when one is lacking manners. When I eat with someone and they are constantly on the phone, then I really want to punch them in the face and throw the phone out of the window. Not that I'm actually doing it, but I want to. Also crying children.

🦝 Freetime activities? --- I often play videogames and listen to loud music. Thou I also tend to draw characters until late at night.

🦝 Aesthetic? --- I really like the dark academia, but also a Big City at night aesthetic

🦝 Appearance? --- Naturally I have ash blonde hair but I have my hair dyed in red. Hair length wise I would say lower back. My eyes are blue and I have a very pale skin. Height is 159cm / 5'2.

🦝 Personality? --- My best friends alway tell me that I'm reliable and kind, but also very lost and savage. I also tend to be quick to throw jokes.

🦝 MBTI? --- INFP

🦝 Dream birthday present? --- Honestly, just a bouquet of flowers. Never got one, always wanted one.

🦝 Love language? --- Gift giving and some physical touch

🦝 Zodiac sign? --- Gemini

🦝 Favourite songs? --- Currently it's "LET THE WORLD BURN by Chris Gray" and "Villain (Take the shot) by Barns Courtney"

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I hope this helps you :D

If you have any more questions then just ask right away. I hope you're having fun.

And again don't feel stressed out or anything, don't forget to drink enough and enjoy yourself :3

Lots of love <3

— matchup —

if you'd want a matchup too, make sure to check out this! link

i match you with...

Akaashi Keiji!

★ there you have him! a well-mannered man through and through!

★ mention to him once that you like sushi, and the next day you'll find three boxes of it on your desk. if you don't tell him that it's enough for now, he'll get you some every day probably lol

★ he became a manga editor in the future, so i assume he sees a lot of drawings daily, knows a lot about drawing. you two would have a lot to talk about in this case then!

★ he'll get you those flowers 100%. every year. every month. every week. every-

the same as with sushi, if you mention you want something, he'll get it for you in a heartbeat. i think he would decide that just flowers aren't enough though, and would get you something else with them as well

★ he loves people who are reliable, just like him!<3 plus, he admires kindness in people a lot, so he really likes it about you!

i match you with...

Chifuyu Matsuno!

★ Fuyu himself is very loyal, so he would really like to be with someone who is like this as well; in fact i believe this is one of the most important traits to him

★ a big city at night aesthetically screams tokyo revengers in general haha. but if you like how the city look like at night, make sure to tell him and he'll take you on a late night ride on his bike!

★ if i remember this one correctly, i believe Chifuyu liked to read mangas, so i'm sure whenever he has a new favourite character he would ask you to draw them for him lmao

★ i feel like he'd love your long hair!! he's not good at it, but would ask you if he can practice making some hairstyles on you

★ he'd really appreciate a partner who has a good sense of humor, he'll love that you make jokes and are able to make him laugh!

hello! here is your matchupp! i hope you like it<3 your second match was takemichi for tr, and iwaizumi for hq!

[the-yoru-whoru]

Phoenix x reader | Big brother | inc*st | rough | slight angst and comfort | adopted sister | dead dove do not eat | suggestive | if u don’t like inc*st…. DONT READ LOL | I thought this might be a little much for a return fic but... i wanted to write it lol | also this was originally in bullet point format, so it might read a bit weird at some points, apologies

“Shhh!” Phoenix whisper-yells at you, a panicked expression on his face.

The loud music outside is muffled by the wooden walls of the closet, and although it's dark, light seeps through the cracks of the door, giving you just enough vision to see your brother's heavily flushed face, the tousled locks of his hair falling messily into his face.

He's leaned over your small figure, and although you fit into the closet just barely, he's struggling to even maneuver himself inside the cramped space, broad shoulders hunched over uncomfortably just to avoid hitting his head on the low ceiling.

You just giggle at his frantic behavior, squirming around to lightly tap him on his head with an open hand.

“You’re the one making the most noise, big bro,” You say teasingly, trailing another hand down his chest with your index finger, "Plus, I really really really wanna meet your friends!"

You try to push past him to the exit of the closet, eager to see the lively party beyond the closed doors.

Suddenly, Pheonix grabs your hand roughly, pinning it back against the wall of the closet with a loud thud.

You make a squeak of surprise, but his other large hand comes up too, covering your mouth completely as you stare up at your brother, shocked.

He seems a little stunned as well, as if his body had moved on its own, but he gathers himself and stares down at you sternly as he leans you up against the closet back, effectively walling you in.

"Listen, I can't believe you followed me out tonight–I mean, come on! You know Mom and Dad are gonna friggin' murder me if they find out you went to a party, even more so if you meet my friends!"

You blink up at him, confused, trying to talk but still unable to speak under his firm grip.

Pheonix loosens his hand to let you speak, and you can't help but protest.

"But why not? All you ever do nowadays is hang out with your new friends, shouldn't I get to meet them at least once?"

But your brother only shakes his head, looking even more stressed. Your eyes linger on the bead of sweat that drips down his temple.

"No no no–it's different, alright?" You hate when he uses that tone of voice on you, "Mom and Dad don't like my friends, you know that. And they sure as hell don't want their only daughter to be hanging out with some bad influences."

You can hear laughing outside the closet, a male talking to a girl about knives or something.

Pheonix is still staring at you intently, body not moving an inch as restrains your movement.

"So I'm just supposed to stay home alone and be a good girl every day?" You say, hurt creeping into your voice, "While you get to go out and have fun every night? Nowadays, I never even get to see you anymore, every time I try to hang out you just avoid me!”

When the two of you were younger you used to be like best friends; Phoenix had always done right to treat you like his real little sister, and you remember always being able to come to him for anything and everything. It was a far cry from how he acted towards you nowadays.

“Just admit it already—admit that you hate me and you’re too embarrassed to let your new cool friends meet your loser, little sister! "

You want to say more but Phoenix slams his hand into the wall behind you, shaking the whole tiny closet. The outside party quiets confusedly for a second, before growing again.

The male leans into you darkly, his usually energetic demeanor uncharacteristically somber.

His eyes haven’t moved from you this whole time, and now his stare is downright intense, his gaze making you want to fidget but you dared not to move.

His body seems to radiate extreme heat, and for a moment he doesn’t say a word, face flashing with expressions of regret and anger.

In the end, he doesn’t say anything. He simply kisses you.

His mouth is warm and slightly salty, and you’re frozen in shock as he moves his lips over yours.

His voice rumbles lowly in his throat as the hand gripping your wrist tightens painfully.

It’s like the party, the noise, and even the closet surrounding you have just melted away, and all you can think is: holy shit, my brother is kissing me.

When he finally pulls away, it takes a moment for you to gather yourself, and you can only stare at him slack-jawed as he struggles to catch his breath, chest heaving with every intake of air as if he’d run a marathon.

It’s silent between the two of you before he finally breaks the silence.

“I could never hate you,” Phoenix is so serious he almost seems like a different person, but there’s still a familiar edge of nervousness in his voice you’re just able to catch, “I know my friends would love you if they met you. That’s exactly why I don’t want you meeting them.”

You shiver at his next words, “I don’t want to have to share you with anyone. I won’t.”

“Because you’re mine, lil sis.”

You can’t think straight, all you can do is stare at him dumbly as you try to think of what to say, try to ignore the leap in your chest as he speaks.

You must be taking too long because his serious look begins to soften into panic as you remain silent, his body beginning to retreat slightly in worry. But you don’t want him to leave you again.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that,” His face contorted into regret, “I shouldn’t have said anything, I just—!”

You cut him off with your own lips, having to pull him down and tip-toe in order to kiss him forcefully until his protests die on his tongue.

When you pull away, his eyes look even hungrier, and the warmth from his body is almost too much to bear, but you don’t get a say before he’s shoving you against the wall with his whole weight, your body pressed up tightly against him as he grips onto your wrists roughly and full on groans, lips finding your lips again and kissing you deeply this time, his touch scorching hot against your skin.

You can barely contain your own moans, still aware in the back of your mind of the people who still surround the two of you, trying desperately not to make a squeak as your older brother desperately pokes and prods against your mouth with his own thick tongue like a man starved.

Until you feel something below stir against you, and then you can’t contain the yelp of surprise that escapes you.

Everything is so unbearably hot, every breath you take just smells like Pheonix, a slightly ashy, sweaty scent that has your head swirling.

Somehow you know he’s wanted this for a long time because of the way he grips and touches every part of you desperately, an eagerness in his touch you’ve never seen before, but only felt in his eyes in the past. Everything seemed to click into place the more your brother felt you in places that should have been forbidden; why he suddenly seemed so distant, why he hesitated to do things the two of you used to do previously.

Phoenix finally pauses in his frantic touching to pull back slightly, eyes taking in the sight of you in front of him, lips flushed and messy, clothes wrinkled and ruffled.

“Are you… Okay?” He pants out, and you can’t help but giggle.

“I’m more than okay,” You say teasingly.

You savour the way Pheonix’s face breaks into a relieved smile, teeth glinting white in the dark closet.

“Whew,” He breathes, and his intense expression has lifted, replaced by his usual easiness as he looks at you adoringly.

The two of you don’t say a word about how wrong this is, don’t dare to even think of how you’ll handle this in the future, but when Pheonix brings you in firm embrace and kisses the top of your head, all you do is sigh contently, happy to finally have your brother back.

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[infini-tree]

Hope you don't mind me whamming you with Multiple Characters for the ask meme, but if you have received other asks covering some of these then that would lessen it a bit, right??? XD Alright: Cap + 16, Sam + 18, and 32 for THREE different characters: Oogway, Soothsayer and Krupp. We can also throw in Cap as a fourth for good measure. Optional bonus questions: Soothsayer + 29, and Horton + 25. Okay we're done, hope that wasn't too much XD. They're fun questions I got curious ahaha

honest favorite character asks

16. Have you ever cried when thinking about this character? Genuinely? (captain)

is it bad if i say no? emotional anguish, yes, but i don't think i've genuinely physically tears-on-my-face cried. in fairness, a lot of the emotional anguish comes from me putting him through the Horrors (tm).

its kind of like tickling yourself-- you already know you're doing it, so you don't laugh. its the same principle (ha) here. i know what i'm putting captain through and sticky notes au was never meant to be a tragedy so much as a long-form character exploration. its probably why i feel confused about people considering this au is dark,

18. Do you prefer to see this character suffer or know peace? Angst or comfort? Both? (sam)

on the one hand i think sam deserves the stability he never got growing up with no mom/as a thief. i think him being the Weird Uncle to EB and her new little brother would be really sweet, considering his orphaned past. the man would spoil them so badly.

plus him and pam need to catch up and figure out how to be a mother and son together in less stressful times (i know there's an episode that speedruns that but again. that still had the underlying threat of the whole moo-lacka-moo conflict)

on the other hand, i think sam has one more in him to go through the Seussian Horrors. they figure out their world is on a speck of dust and have to catch horton's attention but he's been captured by the circus mcgurkus? a season that pays homage to seuss' dark paintings? the cat in the hat is there? i don't know man

32. If you could make this character a meal, what would you make them? (oogway, soothsayer, krupp, cap)

ok, here's the thing. i am not adept in the kitchen, but lets also add the additional caveat that this is a scenario in which i can cook and also have the resources for this theoretical scenario.

additionally, the food mentioned would still have to be food i'm aware of prior to this, so i just can't go completely out of pocket in this theoretical scenario.

oogway: some sort of waffle (vegan) and a fruit smoothie/juice.

i don't think oogway eats... like, a lot. comes with the territory of meditating (and tortoise metabolism). so something with a smaller portion may be more appropriate-- it'd still be a lot by his standards, lol.

really my thought process starts and ends with i think giving him a breakfast food would be nice. could even arrange some fruits around to make the waffle look like a little turtle.

(i'm specifying vegan here because eating things with milk or eggs/meat is probably weird or just straight up taboo in the kfp-verse. note also applies to soothsayer too.)

soothsayer: some kind of vegan tacos (spicy), espresso.

ok i imagine her usually eating fancy a lot of the time anyway, so something much more casual then? i imagine it being a bit overstuffed with a soft shell-- she tries eating it and part of the insides fall onto the plate on the other side, that sort of thing. its spicy because i think she'd like spicy food.

espresso because. i think she needs it.

krupp: one (1) tv dinner. Some Sort Of Soup (butternut?) and a slice of brownie.

ok, for real, he's the one that NEEDS something homecooked out of all these characters. something filling, but easy to have a lot of and have leftovers of for in the oncoming week. soup, of course is the obvious answer. my butternut squash soup bias is coming through, but really any thicker soup will do. he'd be able to customize it a bit further as he needs to with salt/pepper/green onions and maybe grab some crackers if he's so inclined.

my brownie bias is also coming through. it won't be as sweet, but its still pretty rich. again, ease of leftovers is a priority here as you an just make a tray of it, cut it into portions and put it in the freezer. imo, it tastes better like that because now its just ultra dense and fudge-y and cold.

cap: something like palabok? (though, with substitutions to the shrimp and pork if that's the case) and halo-halo.

the name of the game here is novelty and having him try something new-- stuff that wasn't mentioned by the comics or his sidekicks or could be offered by the aforementioned. i've mentioned things like sushi and i've always thought he'd enjoy tiramisu here and here, but in terms of making i was thinking some sort of noodle? my brain keeps going back to palabok (i think he'd appreciate how bright orange it can get), but that's not kosher hence the point about substitution.

halo-halo is fun and colorful. lots of textures. some of the elements separately are familiar (the shaved ice and the gelatin) but the stuff he'd associate with more savory food (beans and corn) would be a surprise.

29. Do you affectionately bully this character? (soothsayer)

no, that's what oogway is for /j

25. What kind of fan-fiction do you read about this character? If you don’t read fan-fics about them, why not? (horton)

i don't because there isn't a lot?

ok i may be exaggerating, there has to be some fanfics that popped up as a result of the 2008 movie, but frankly i don't feel like trawling through what i can only assume is an overabundance of jo-jo fics. and the version of horton in my head is so specific on account of picking and choosing parts of everything he's been in, so i feel like nothing will satisfy me.

that being said, i do remember a story-- not a fic, but a fancomic set post-canon to the events of 2008, where the who scientist lady made a device to make the mayor big enough to be visible and actually interact with horton. cue shennanigans once he realizes that he doesn't have the creature comforts of whoville on account of being in the middle of a jungle. and also there's a jaguar oc who wants to eat the mayor. it was cool! at least kid me thought so.

[slavonicrhapsody]

Ok, so there's a lotta characters to love, you've probably already heard of your Handler who calls you a Good Hound, The One Friend You Make, Sinewave GF and God's Most Dedicated Hater. They're all great characters who get a lot of screentime but I want to make the case for someone who only gets a couple lines (spoilers ahead for tagging purposes)

"Chatty" Stick is the right-hand man to the Director of one of the factions you meet in the game, Carla. Thing is, he's an AI she built for "systems admin" (see: someone to talk to)

Thing is, she built him without the capability to backup to storage. He's mortal, in a way. I think she finds humor in always telling Chatty to lighten up and learn how to laugh

There's neat parallels between Chatty & the player character, 621. The whole "i'm a constructed being for the purpose of carrying out the will of my 'maker' who wants me to learn what living life means" thing

But all that's not why i'm obsessed with him. After missions where you do something for Carla, he'll leave voice messages for you. He doesn't say much but he thanks you for helping Carla *specifically because* he can tell that her spirits are lifted.

There's something i love so much about a mortal AI who pays quiet but very focused attention to the emotions & wellbeing of his boss/creator, and breaking his usual pattern of silence to thank a former stranger for improving her mood

There's a couple other moments i think about a lot regarding Chatty but i'll keep them secret

Here's my pitch for whether or not you'll like getting into the characters of AC6:

The lore runs ankle-deep compared to something like Elden Ring BUT Fromsoft does a very good job of packing characterization into the characters' voiced lines and the designs/names of their ACs. Plus, nearly every named character gets a couple paragraphs explaining a bit about who they are, what they're like, and the role they play in the conflict on Rubicon. It's very fertile ground for casual headcanon-fire

I cannot stress to you enough how little I know about the game so far LOL I basically know that it’s mechs and that’s it lmfao… anyway ahh Chatty seems like a super sweet character with a lot of depth and I love when games give characters with so few lines that extra bit of personality!! I think I would super enjoy this type of game with a fun cast of interesting characters; I do love really intricate and esoteric lore but I’ve always felt that the lore really only interests me to the extent that it affects the characters I love… in other words, character comes first!

[sinigangsta-ao3]

Top 10 Films (plus a bunch of honorable mentions)

Much love and gratitude to @onigiri-dorkk for the tag! This was so much fun to do and (not going to lie) lightweight stressful 😅

So, real talk. One of the most challenging questions I get asked is What is your favorite movie?

Why? Because I freaking love movies. SO MUCH. I'm certain that there is some nostalgic piece to it: watching movies as a child was always a joyful activity, and — as my siblings and I grew up — family outings to the movie theatre were highlights of our summers.

(Now that I think about it, it probably has to do with the fact that my family came from limited means: spending time at the movies was a lower-cost option for us to escape reality, especially when we weren't able to go on vacations like my peers did. But I digress.)

Anyways, I LOVE MOVIES. As a visual medium, as a storytelling device. I will give almost any movie and any genre a chance (yes, even horror and extreme gore, although I have to really build myself up to get in the right mindset to watch it). I love learning about the filmmaking process, from the movie's technical aspects, to the nuances of its cinematography, to the director's and actors' psychological mindsets when approaching the film's creation. And nothing gives me more joy than being able to talk at length about movies I've watched with other people (watching and talking about movies together is probably my husband's and my shared love language, now that I think about it).

So, after spending a lot more anxious energy than I anticipated behind building this list, here are my top 10 films (plus a bunch of honorable mentions).

(Side note: I've listed them in alphabetical order because, while I've solidified that these are — indeed — my favorite 10 films ever, please do not ask me to stack rank them because it would be like asking me to pick my favorite child. I just love them all in their own ways, for very different reasons 😭)

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Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022)

This film made me feel every emotion on the spectrum. I laughed. I cried. I clutched my chest in fear. I whooped. I was, ultimately, astounded at every minute. The mechanics of the multiverse are so unique, but — honestly — what I loved most was the fact that I actually felt seen, like my lived experience was depicted on-screen for one of the first times in over 30 years. I saw my parents in Waymond and Evelyn; I saw myself in Joy. And seeing my own emotional truths reflected back to me was enough to cement this as one of my favorite movies I've ever watched.

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Get Out (2017)

I am usually not one to sit through horror movies (while I will give everything a chance, it takes a bit more effort to convince me, especially if it has horror elements). But THIS ONE...! Disclaimer: I am a non-Black person of color. But growing up in the U.S., one becomes viscerally aware (or not, depending on your vantage point and privilege) of race and how it influences even the seemingly most innocuous interactions between racial groups. I loved how Peele was able to take everyday microaggressions and tease them out into true racialized horror — it's the one horror movie that I gladly return to!

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Jurassic Park (1993)

One of my comfort movies that really shouldn't be a comfort movie, lol. True, there are some plot holes. But I adore this film and its commentary on the rapid progression of technology, ethics in science, power, dominion, and the very real human folly of trying to control something that is beyond our understanding. Dr. Ellie Satler is the GOAT. And I still get chills when they first see the brachiosaurus with that John Williams score playing in the background.

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Mad Max: Fury Road (2015)

I remember that my husband wanted to watch this, and that I was a bit "meh" about it. And then, when we left the movie theatre, I was FLOORED by how much I enjoyed this...! In truth, I came in thinking that it was going to be a complete "sausage fest," but it completely subverted my expectations. It touches on a lot of themes that I gravitate toward in stories that I both consume and write: freedom, redemption, community, the fight against oppression. This entire movie was an adrenaline rush, and — once I saw that flame-throwing electric guitarist shredding across the barren desert — I knew that this world and its visuals would stick with me forever.

(side note: this is also why I'm unhealthily invested in @astyraea's warlord eremika AU, "i killed the sun for you." read it if you haven't yet!)

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The Matrix (1999)

A freaking sci-fi cinematic classic! Yes, the visuals and special effects are groundbreaking. But what really sticks with me with this film (and why it's in my top 10) is the foundational exploration of reality and the tension between free will and predestination, between nature and nurture. Honestly, I do think that the messianic allegory gets a little unruly as the franchise progresses — but this first movie alone continues to shake me to my core.

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Mean Girls (2004)

Would I even be a millennial if this movie wasn't on my list? Sure, there are jokes that are now problematic. But, in general, this movie is one of the most formative films of my peer group/my generation. It's our equivalent of "The Breakfast Club" or "Fast Times at Ridgemont High." I still quote it incessantly. I still always giggle when I wear pink on Wednesdays or when October 3rd comes along. But, most importantly, it just makes me laugh. And reminds me of simpler times in my life.

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Moulin Rouge! (2001)

Seeing the majority of the movies on this list so far, you'd probably think that I'm an action and/or sci-fi movie junkie. Which, sure, I do love a great action flick. But, in my heart of hearts, I am a musical theatre kid, and the one movie musical that I adore wholeheartedly is "Moulin Rouge!" The forbidden romance! The odes to creativity and poetry and love! The absurdly lavish sets and costumes! The Broadway-fied pop tunes!! Add on the tragic ending (spoiler, but c'mon - this movie is over two decades old), and it's the perfect mix of all my favorite outlandish tropes in one movie.

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My Cousin Vinny (1992)

Okay, this one may seem out of left field, but this is truly a movie that I never get sick of. I remember that my dad put it on for my family one random evening when I was a teen, and it has stuck with me since. Not only is it hilarious (Joe Pesci's brazenness works seamlessly here), but it is also a surprisingly poignant exploration of how bias affects the U.S. justice system. ALSO, Marisa Tomei as Mona Lisa Vito is PERFECTION. Yes, her wardrobe is TO DIE FOR. But, more importantly, her climactic witness testimony as a "general automatic expert" is a beautiful middle finger to misogynistic assumptions everywhere.

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Ratatouille (2007)

I love Disney, and I love Pixar. So the fact that this is the only Disney and/or Pixar movie in my top 10 is kinda mind-boggling. But "Ratatouille" is BY FAR my favorite Pixar film, to this day. I realize that I am very much drawn to the story of the underdog, seeing how they're able to accomplish their dreams when systemic realities prevent them from being able to do so. A rat as a chef?! The concept itself is so silly, yet so charming. And the fact that he overcomes the "villain" (the "evil" food critic) by cooking him something so heartwarming it reminds him of home?! Ugh, it warms my heart and my tummy rumble with hunger just thinking about it.

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Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018)

Okay, I know there are a lot of Marvel superhero movies out there, and I love them all in their own way. But none — NONE! — come close to the genius that is "Into the Spider-Verse." Technically speaking, the animation is BREATHTAKING, so seamlessly blending different styles as all the different universes converge. And the attention to detail just blows my mind! (One of my and my husband's favorite behind-the-scenes facts is that, until Miles fully embraces his powers, he's animated at a frame rate of 12fps, while the rest of the movie is animated at 24fps. This slight difference depicts him as slightly choppier, "less refined" than the rest of the universe, until he truly "becomes" Spider-Man — the scene in the above GIF is the first moment when Miles is also animated at 24fps.) Plus, while I love Peter Parker and the myriad of iterations that have come up over the past decades, it was really refreshing to see Miles Morales' story being told — and diverse representation is always a plus for me.

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Runner-Ups for Top 10:

(I'm including these here because I literally kept going back and forth for maybe 30 minutes to figure out where they should sit in my top 10 😭)

10 Things I Hate About You (1999): the superior 90s teen movie and modern-day Shakespeare adaptation

Pride & Prejudice (2005): my ultimate comfort movie; this is what romance is

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Honorable Mentions:

(These are other movies that came up as I was thinking through what films I love. I warned you at the beginning: this was a very difficult exercise for me to do lol, and I am just way too damn indecisive to fully commit haha.)

(500) Days of Summer (2009): amazing nonlinear storytelling and excellent subversion of the manic pixie dream girl trope

Atonement (2007): the tragic romance! that green dress! the library scene!!!

Bridesmaids (2011): raunchy comedies are my guiltiest pleasure, and I especially love them when the women are messy and problematic with minimal judgment

Clueless (1995): highly quotable, hilarious yet earnest; plus, young Paul Rudd as the goofy former stepbrother with whom she falls in love <3

The Dark Knight (2008): I love many, many, MANY superhero movies, but this will forever remain the blueprint for a top-tier, live-action superhero movie

The Devil Wears Prada (2006): a staple of the mid-2000s; the wardrobe STILL lives in my mind rent-free, and the Meryl Streep-Anne Hathaway-Emily Blunt trifecta is unmatched

The Little Mermaid (1989): while this may not be the most progressive movie, it is so magical — this was little Nina’s favorite (and Howard Ashman did that with the soundtrack)

Tangled (2010): a criminally underrated Disney Animation Studios movie, honestly; love this movie for many reasons, but ESPECIALLY the lantern scene and Mandy Moore as a Disney princess

When Harry Met Sally (1989): a rom-com classic and, truly, the ultimate template of friends to lovers and slow burn love

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Does This Feeling Flow Both Ways? | Alex Turner

(fem!reader)

Contains content suitable for those above 18 years of age. Minors do not continue!

Summary: you've been friends with Alex for a while, when eventually something in the atmosphere changes.

Warnings (18+): smut, p in v, oral sex (f receiving), swearing (the usual lol), cheating, slight degradation

After a long, stressful day of working, then coming home only to argue with your boyfriend over the phone, you finally collapse back onto your sofa with a glass of white wine. Still adjusting to the hot weather of LA, you decided to just relax in your grey gym shorts and a black, strappy top. Before you can even take a full mouthful of your wine, though, your door bell rings. You curse under your breath but don't bother standing up to answer it when you hear keys jiggling in the door.

"Hi," comes a familiar voice. It's no surprise for Alex to be here, but he somehow always manages to come at the worst time. 

"Giving you the keys to my apartment was the worst decision of my life." You scoff as he makes his way into your vision, kicking his shoes off and throwing his leather jacket across the back of my sofa. He seems to think that because he’s your closest friend, he can get away with whatever he wants. "Go on, make yourself at home."

"No need for the sarcasm," He grins, mock innocence on his face. He sits on the sofa next to you, his dark hair completely slicked back, wearing a fitted white t-shirt and jeans completed with his gold chain and various rings.

You've known Alex for a couple of years now. You met through mutual friends and soon formed a love hate relationship with each other. You only started seeing each other more often when you moved to LA a few months ago, only a few minutes away from his house. You honestly don't know why you put up with him at first because he's annoying as hell, but he has this certain charm that allows him to get away with that, you guess.

"You come barging into my home with no warning, the least you can expect is to be hit with a little sarcasm. You're a big boy, you can deal with it."

He chuckles. "Someone is not happy today. Sam?"

You shoot him a look and roll your eyes. "I'm not talking about Sam."

"Oh come on, don't give me that shit. Talk to me about it. I probably know more than you think I do about it." He tries he convince you.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm just saying I could give some good relationship advice."

"Can you wait until you're in my house for at least two minutes until you start giving me lectures?" You laugh disapprovingly. "Plus, I can't wait to hear this, I think your area of expertise may be more on one night stands."

He fakes a dramatic gunshot to the heart, but he knows you're only joking with him.

"Well, that might be good in this case." He replies. "You and Sam...how is the...y'know?"

You sit up straight and he laughs at you.

"The sex?" You exclaim.

"Yes. Or more the lack of if I had to guess." You hear him mutter.

"Alex!" You gasp. "I'm not talking about my sex life with you."

"Why not? You tell me everything else. Anyway, there are many inferences I'm sure I can make if you don't want to talk."

You stare at him in shock. "Oh yeah? Like what exactly?"

"The fact that Sam never stays over here for more than, like, an hour at a time, for one." He raises an eyebrow at you, waiting for a response.

You can feel colour creeping into your cheeks. "Okay. That means nothing. Plenty can be done in an hour."

"Come on," He scoffs. "I know that full hour is not being used. I can tell the kind of guy Sam is, in and out, over in five minutes."

"Alex!" You swat him on the arm and try to stay serious, but can't help laughing at the statement.

"So it's true?" He grins triumphantly, but he doesn't wait for your answer. Lowering his voice and edging closer to you he whispers, "Also, the vibrator in the bathroom. I have a feeling that may be an attempt for you to make up for what Sam is lacking." 

He bites his lip as he anticipates your response, and smooths his hair down. You're too busy trying not to maintain eye contact that it takes you a moment to realise that you're blatantly staring at his mouth, the way his tongue wets his lips, and his teeth graze them.

By this point, you just know your cheeks are crimson, and you stand up. "I'm done with this conversation. Keep your creepy observations to yourself. It's perfectly normal. And Sam is just a dick in general. There's plenty of problems beyond our sex," you blurt, "the fact that he's sleeping with a girl from his office, for one."

"What? Why the fuck are you still with him?" He asks, defensively.

"One of my close friends works with them, caught them in his office without them even noticing. She's seen them sneaking about since. It's gone on for months." You sigh. "And I've wanted to break up with him so many times but I never have the guts to follow through and confront him about it."

"Shit," he whispers.

“Shit indeed.”

You walk across to the open plan kitchen to the fridge, just wanting an excuse to have a bit of space for a brief moment. You and Alex have a very open relationship, but him picking up on your vibrator is a whole other level of embarrassment. Especially when you've thought about him while using it many a time. He has no way of knowing that though. And he probably thinks you’re pathetic for not breaking up with your cheating boyfriend but it’s not as easy as you wish it was.

"Do you want a drink?" You ask.

"Lager, please." He replies in a non-chalant tone but the smirk is still there, clearly thinking about the vibrator aspect of the conversation again.

You grab a lager out of the fridge and take it back over to him, sitting down again now that you've had time to let the colour fade from your cheeks.

"Thanks," He smiles, taking it from your hand. You can't help but notice the rings on his fingers, and the way that his grip on the bottle makes his arms and hands flex.

Once you sit down next to him again, you start rolling yourself a cigarette, desperately needing one.

"I don't know how you smoke that shit," He teases, nodding to your pouch of tobacco as he pulls his own cigarette out of a packet.

"Come on!" You nudge him gently in the ribs with your elbow. "Just because you're all famous and living in LA don't pretend you never used to smoke roll ups."

"Yeah," he rolls his eyes dramatically. "When I was 18."

"Well, I like it. I'm not changing for you." You laugh.

"Whatever. Just don't blow your shitty smoke anywhere near me." Shaking his head jokingly, he lights his cigarette before passing you the lighter. You inhale deeply and the first thing you do is blow the smoke straight towards Alex.

"Dickhead!" He laughs, holding one hand on your shoulder to push you back.

Giggling, you try to writhe out of his grip by spinning around slightly so that your back is against the arm of the settee, and you pull your legs up onto the sofa to try and create a barrier. As soon as Alex notices your technique, he playfully pulls your legs so that you're no longer resting against the arm, and are laying flat on your back.

"Alex!" You squirm, laughing. "Let me get up!"

You attempt to pull yourself up by wrapping your arms around him, but you just end up bringing him closer down to you and without realising it, he's on top of you. Something in the atmosphere immediately switches and in that moment you both stop laughing.

Instinctively, you put your cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table, and he does the same, neither of you looking away from each other.

His face is merely inches from yours, the smell of beer and smoke on his breath intoxicating. His hair is now far from all being slicked back, and bits are flopping down over his face. His eyes bore into you like you're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, and you can't stop your eyes from flickering up and down to look at his lips.

"Don't," he whispers. "Don't look at me like that."

You bite your lip and look into his eyes. "Look at you like wh-"

He cuts you off when his lips come crashing down on yours, and you immediately kiss him back. You wrap your legs around him to pull him closer and run your hands through his hair. One of his hands is placed loosely around your neck, applying the slightest pressure, and the other planted on your hip to hold you in place.

You've imagined Alex in this way before but never thought anything of it. Never began to imagine that someone like him would be remotely attracted to you, and you wonder where the hell this has come from. In the years that you’ve known each other, Alex has never shown the slightest interest in you sexually.

The hand on your hip works its way up and palms your breasts over your top while you subconsciously begin to grind against him, the tension created by the friction of his bulge through his jeans becoming unbearable.

He clearly notices your grinding and sits up with you still holding onto him, so that you can grind into his lap, not once breaking the kiss. He grips your hips firmly and guides them into the right spots as you force small groans out of him. Within no time heat pools to your core and you can feel yourself soaking through your underwear and thin shorts. You automatically lift your arms up as he takes your top off, and he does the same as you return the favour, running your hands over his warm, toned chest.

Feeling him growing harder underneath you, you eventually break the kiss, but only to move your kisses down to his jawline and neck. Without needing to be told, you climb off his lap and get on your knees in front of Alex, reaching to undo the zip on his pants. But before you can, he stops you.

"No." He says, and you look up at him confused for a moment. "Get back up here." He pats his lap and you do as you're told, gasping as you feel his bulge rub up against you again. "You get to relax, and I'm going to make sure you get treated exactly as you deserve."

He stands up and lifts you with him, hands squeezing your ass tightly. As he carries you into your bedroom, you shift teasingly against him.

"Fuck," he gasps and you giggle as he playfully swats your ass.

"You'd better be careful teasing me like that when I could easily leave you here, a soaking, horny mess." Alex whispers in your ear, his lips lightly tracing your neck and giving you goose bumps. "You don't want that, do you?"

"No," You croak, the feeling between your legs building intensely.

"Good," He smirks. "Behave then."

Once you reach the bed, he gently places you down and gets on top of you, taking no time to plant kisses on your neck, moving down to your collarbone, and then your chest. Lifting your back off the bed slightly, you allow him to undo your bra and toss it onto the floor, now giving him full access to explore your breasts with his mouth.

Gradually, his kisses move downwards, until his tongue is tracing the inside of your thigh. Slowly, he removes your shorts and underwear at the same time, and gently nudges your legs open further. As his tongue gets closer to where you need it, you run your hands through his hair, pulling gently on it in anticipation, his nose brushing against your clit ever so slightly, causing you to gasp.

All of a sudden, you feel his lips on you, sucking your clit, taking you by surprise. You let out a loud moan and wrap your legs around his head, the feeling of needing to close your legs surging through your body. Immense amounts of pleasure jolt through you as his hands firmly hold your hips down. 

Seeing the way that every so often he lifts his eyes up for your approval, making sure that he is doing everything you want, drives you crazy. And he is. Never in your life had someone made you feel so good by doing so little in this amount of time. Your eyes keep fluttering shut but you force them to stay open so you can watch Alex's beautiful face, and the things he is doing to you.

He alternates his movements, circling your clit with his tongue, then sucking and leaving open mouthed kisses on it, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, not needing to use his hands. The feeling of his warm mouth on you was surreal, your whole body almost paralysed as you grip his hair, an instinctive response to keep him doing what he's doing.

"Fuck, please...God, Alex, I'm so close," You felt that you should be embarrassed by how quick he got you to that point, but you were so absorbed in pleasure, so absorbed in the fact that it was Alex of all people causing this pleasure, that was at the back of your mind.

In response, he hums, sending vibrations through you and tipping you over the edge.

Your legs squeeze tighter as his name falls off your tongue like a prayer, and explosions shoot through your body, making you jolt further back into the mattress.

As you lay back and catch your breath, he uses his tongue to clean up your mess and such a simple action already has your tension building back up.

"Oh my god, Alex, that was..." You can't even find words to describe how it felt.

"You deserve to feel good," he says, moving back up the bed so that he is now directly above you.

You let out a small breathless chuckle. "I think good is an understatement."

Looking directly into your eyes, he moves your hair out of your face and licks his lips. "You're gorgeous." He strokes your cheek, his cold ring creating a perfect contrast with his warm hands, a look flickering across his eyes, that you immediately recognise as mischief.

"What?" You ask, unable to hold back a smile as you look up at the perfect man above you.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard," He grins coyly.

Unable to muster up words, you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer.

"I'm going to make you scream my name so loud that your neighbours know exactly how badly I'm fucking you up. Everyone will know it’s me who knows what you want, not that bastard." He smirks, tracing his thumb over your lips.

It should feel wrong doing this when Sam is at home on his own, clueless, but the truth is it doesn’t. He practically ended things on the phone earlier, but besides that, you find it hard to have sympathy for such a nasty man. And even though two wrongs don’t make a right, it feels hard to believe that taking up the opportunity to sleep with Alex could ever be the wrong decision.

"Please," you whimper, not knowing how to convey your emotions in any other way.

"I'm going to treat you exactly how you deserve, doll."

You reach down to undo his trousers but he grabs your hands and pins them above your head.

"Not so fast," he chuckles, using his free hand to play mindlessly with your nipples.

All of a sudden, he lifts himself off the bed and you miss his presence instantly. You try to sit up but soon realise your legs have practically turned to jelly. Alex notices, and doesn't let it go unspoken.

"Just imagine how your legs are going to feel after I'm done with you." You can't help but blush at the remark.

Rather than asking what he's doing, you wait and watch him, soon realising that he's taking his jeans off to reveal his tight fitting boxers. Your mouth goes dry when you see his erection through the thin, grey fabric. You can't pull your eyes away, but he doesn't seem fazed and merely stops to admire you for a moment.

"You're so fucking beautiful." He sighs happily. "Why didn't we do this sooner?"

Processing his statement, you bite your lip. You notice a quick flash of panic in his eyes, regret almost.

“I don’t mean that our whole friendship was just me trying-”

“I know, Alex.” You give him a small smile of reassurance which he seems happy with, before risking asking your own question.

"Have you thought about it before?" You wait for him to respond, looking at him through your lashes. At first he doesn't answer. He gets back on top of you and kisses you passionately, his bulge pressing against you teasingly, but then he pulls away leaving you short of breath.

"Look at you, doll. I don't think I could spend as much time around you as I do and not think about you in that way a couple of times." He smiles at you, but the look in his eyes is indecipherable.

"A couple times?" You look up at him with wide eyes and he cups your face in his hands.

"Well, a lot more than a couple of times." He admits, almost sheepishly, but never breaking eye contact. The thought of that is overwhelming to you, and you can't help but look away as you feel your cheeks growing in colour. But Alex turns your face, forcing you to look back at him.

"Why?" He asks smugly. "Does that turn you on?"

You chew your lip apprehensively. The truth is that the image of him thinking about you, laying in his bed, or in the shower turns you on to an unfamiliar degree.

You nod shyly. "Do you- what-" Spluttering, you can barely get your words out. "What do you think about when you...think of me?"

"Lots of things but..." The smile on his face grows. "How about I show you, darling."

Before you can respond, he kisses you again, hot and desperate, palming your breasts and forcing breathy moans out of you. Again, however, he gets off of you, leaving you longing for his touch once more.

"Alex," You whisper, looking up at him as he gets off the bed.

"Come here, love." He stands at the end of the bed and pats the part of it in front of him, telling you to move down to him. "Bend over for me."

All it takes is that simple, blunt command for wetness to rush in between your legs. You immediately do as he says, and lift your ass up in the air, on all fours.

"Beautiful," he sighs, gripping your hip with one hand. The other hand, lines himself up at your entrance, taking you by surprise.

"Please," you beg pathetically as he rubs his tip through your folds teasingly.

"Look how desperate you are," he chuckles, briefly letting go of your hip to slap your ass gently, only making you more needy.

"Alex, please. I need-" You're cut off when he pushes himself all the way in, all of a sudden, the feeling of being completely empty to suddenly being filled by him, causing tears to form in the corners of your eyes.

"Is that what you need?" He teases, starting to move in and out.

"Fuck...yes," you pant.

It doesn't take him long to speed up the pace, ruthlessly fucking you from behind, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing harshly. He'd given up on the idea of teasing and was now solely focused on making sure you wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow.

"Fuck," he groaned. "You feel so good."

Both his hands were on your hips now, to keep you stable as he sped up the pace even more. You gripped the bed sheets in your fists, the only thing you were capable of doing, completely at his mercy. He used his grip on your hips to pull you back as he pushed forwards, making his movements so much more forceful, and hitting the perfect spot.

"Oh god...right there," you moan, eyes falling shut and your whole body becoming weak, just letting Alex take care of you and have his way with you.

"Here?" He chuckles, pulling out almost fully and slamming all the way back in, hitting the right spot even harder.

"Fuck!" You can't muffle your obscene noises, but don't care at this point. The pleasure he is causing you is the complete and sole centre of your attention. "I'm close."

He keeps a fast, hard, but steady pace, moving one hand off your hip to go back to working your clit, rubbing mercilessly.

"I'm gonna-" You can't even finish a whole sentence as he pounds into you.

"Let go for me," he prompts and as his fingers flick your clit one last time, and you do, yelling his name. "That's it, love."

He slows down his movements as he gently fucks you through your orgasm, but as soon as you come down, he wastes no time in flipping you over again so that you're on your back, and getting on top of you.

"Alex," you chuckle, but before you can say any more, he pushes his cock in between your legs again, picking up that same pace as before.

"Have you thought about me before, darling?" He asks breathlessly, going back to the previous conversation. However you're not currently in the greatest condition to have a full conversation.

"Y-yes," you pant. He groans in satisfaction at your response, delivering a particularly hard thrust.

"Tell me what you thought about," he demands.

"I-I...fuck!" You whimper, the throbbing feeling of him inside you overwhelming, one hand squeezing your breast, the other gripping onto your ass. "I c-can't," you stutter, looking away from him.

He stops his movements, buried deep inside you, and grabs your throat turning your face to look back at him. You wrap your legs around him, grinding against him for some kind of friction, but he has you pressed so far into the mattress that it's no use.

"Tell me." He demands, looking you directly in the eyes and licking his lips.

It's hard for you to concentrate being on edge like this, but you can at least physically speak now.

"I've thought about a lot of things...b-but," you can already feel your cheeks growing scarlet under his glare. "You being rough with me. Dominant. You...using me. However you like." He groans in response and immediately starts pumping in and out of you again, taking you by surprise.

"You're a dirty little girl aren't you? I should've known," he grins smugly, and wetness rushes to your core. "Oh, you like being called that?"

You nod shyly and he chuckles. "Fuck, darling. You're going to be the end of me."

Without warning, he flips over so that you're now on top of him, and despite that, he has all the control. You grip onto the headboard for support as he grabs your hips and pulls you down to meet his harsh thrusts.

"That's it...fuck, you feel so good." He groans, clearly getting closer, and so are you.

"H-harder," you manage to beg.

He doesn't need to be told twice, the pleasure inside you building as he picks up the pace and force, hitting a spot he couldn't quite reach when he was on top.

"Oh, god...you're a fucking picture," he says, fixated on your tits bouncing in front of him.

"Alex, please...I'm so close," you whimper.

"Me too, doll. Let go for me." He says, as he moves a hand from your hip to roll your clit between his fingers and delivers one final push deep inside you.

You can't help but shout his name as you let go, your orgasm ripping through your whole body. Your walls contract around him, triggering Alex's orgasm. You feel him twitch then spill inside you, his hot release filling you, and your name falls repeatedly off his tongue, praising you.

You let go of the headboard and collapse on top of him, mid-orgasm, with him still buried deep inside you. He wraps his arms around you and holds you as you come down, stroking your hair.

Finally, you pull yourself off him and lay next to him, catching your breath.

"That was...fuck. That was amazing," he says, breathlessly.

"Wasn't too bad," you tease and he looks at you with a raised eyebrow as you lay there, panting, skin flushed, legs unable to move, and his release dripping down your thigh.

"Whatever." He laughs, and you rest your head on his shoulder, laying in silence for a few minutes, both processing what just happened.

"Do you have anywhere to be, because I was going to order pizza in tonight?" you ask.

He chuckles at your sudden change of topic. "I'm glad you're in a better mood now, you didn't seem too keen on me being here earlier. All you needed was a good fuck."

"Alex!" you gasp, but can't help laughing.

"What?" He laughs.

"I'm not letting this fuel your ego." Saying that, he has every right to let this fuel his ego. Nobody has ever made you feel that good in your life.

"Too late." He says, squeezing your ass playfully.

"I hate you," you joke, nudging him in the ribs slightly.

"I highly doubt that," he grins cockily. "Not too long ago you were begging me to fuck you harder."

"Oh my god," you laugh, exasperated. "You're a cocky shit out of bed, I should've known you'd be one in bed too."

"Don't lie to yourself, doll. You know you love it really." He smirks. "I mean, you said yourself you'd thought about me before."

You blush and he laughs.

"Oh come on, don't start acting shy now." He grins. "You're filthy. Thinking about me instead of your boyfriend while you fuck yourself with your vibrator?"

"Alex!" You roll your eyes at him in an attempt to mask your embarrassment. "Stop being a dick."

"Okay, but in all seriousness, you need to end things with Sam." He looks at you caringly. "You can do so much better. Plus..."

He looks at you and debates continuing.

“What?” You ask.

“Well, you can’t carry on seeing him either way if you’ve slept with someone else, no matter if he did it first.” He says.

You nod, unable to speak. But he's right. Maybe he's right about a lot of things. Maybe you did just need the sense fucked into you.

“I know,” you chuckle humourlessly. “I mean our relationship is practically over anyway, I just needed a wake up call, I guess.”

And it was one hell of a wake up call. It’s not that you could ever see you and Alex being more than friends - and this certainly wouldn’t ruin your friendship - but it sort of made Sam seem like nothing in comparison, and was a reminder that you really can do better.

While you’re deep in thought, you hear Alex laughing to himself and turn to look at him.

“What?”

"I was just thinking, maybe you like the thrill" And he’s back to teasing you again. "Being fucked by someone who's not your boyfriend."

"I swear to God," you laugh. "Why do I put up with you?"

"I don't know love, in all honestly." He chuckles. "But I'm glad you do."

[aerimomo-mellon]

Skz as Boyfriends!

Paring~ SKZ x Reader

Genre~ informative lol

A/N~ yep it was requested! Enjoy 친구 <3

warnings? none. (idk mention of bed related things haha)

SKZ M☁List II Main M☁List

시장……..

✿ Bangchan

We all know this guy and you all have read enough of him I think, to know what imma say. (But for special purposes why not..)

This guy is really really serious about relationships and you are probably the one because he just can’t help loving everything about you.

The fact that he is yours even with all the responsibilities and work he has as a leader and idol is a miracle itself. Therefore consider yourself LUCKY to have the most caring and loving man anyone could have.

Dates- He likes movies hence movie nights and date to the theater are often. If not then he likes taking you to a sports event or the beach cause yeah. ( that vibesssssss you know? )

PDA = 3/10 why?, because as mentioned earlier he is responsible for many important things and he doesn’t want to have any misunderstandings about you and dislikes hate in general. That 30% I gave him was because he would only do PDA if really needed.

In Bed things? Umm not often actually but once in a while yes WHILE he would like it I’m sorry I mean LOVE it..

Con? Yep time! Sorry girl but that time you need, it’s hard for him to fulfill every time.

Cute extra info- Doesn’t mention it but secretly likes when you poke his dimple and say he’s cute.

✿ Minho

There are these majority conceptions, as I said majority but not all cause there are stays who know that he is a sweet guy deep deep down.😉

If you’re his s/o he will give every bit of him to you and expects the same for you. I would categorize him as a boyfriend wo acts like a mom lol. It maybe hard to digest that information but trust me this feeling I have from my gut I can say that he is also very caring. Although he might not say things like I will be there whenever you need me or even I miss you, care for you, but he doesn't need to say this anyway. As action speak more than words our Minho is the same.

Dates- He likes to balance it between what you like and what he likes as well. If you are a new couple he straight up asks what you prefer. Plus point he likes to take you to cat café if you like cats too.

PDA = 0.5/10 why? honestly speaking this guy literally hates to express his feelings. That .5 is literally him agreeing that he is yours and that's it. (when someone asks that is)

In Bed things? I personally think it depends on his mood and not yours. Yup. Somedays he wants you a lot and somedays he likes his space. I'm not saying he hates cuddling but more than that on days he is either tired or stressed he likes to keep that little limit to what happens next.

Con? Attention... you would literally take his cats away from him to get his attention.

Cute extra info- likes it when you call him and yourself Appa and Eomma to his cats.

✿ Changbin

Changbin being the puff/ strong guy(sorry that sounded disturbed lol) We all know how babied he likes to be.

Him as a boyfriend is just very natural, I mean from the way he takes you on a fancy date to even putting nail polish on your left hands. Everything is very genuine and he loves it. The Boyfriend to always apologize first.

I find him as someone to take attraction and the next step which is relationship very seriously. ( the person to be very calculative, it can beat Chan honestly..)Knowing that he is afraid to hurt people in any kind of way, to hurt you even as an accident breaks his heart.

Dates- Our Dwaekki loves taking you on dates with loads of food or snacks. A typical Korean restaurant or even food stalls, he loves seeing you eat than to be broken when you might have some kind of sickness due to eating problems.

PDA = 5/10 why? Because he likes your opinion. He is okay with either if you insist on a particular one but slightly leans on less public knowing. Holding hands and probably hugging you wouldn't be a huge problem for him.

In Bed things? he loves it anytime honestly... if he is horney he is getting what he wants and when you are same goes to you.. you'll get what you want..

Cons? Too much aegyo which makes you do things you don’t necessarily want to. (Stay blessed)

Cute extra info- Praise him! (x100) loves it when you say things like " my boyfriend is so strong.." or even " those arms mmm..."

✿ Hyunjin

I mean do I need to say how into he is with this??? Damn this man is the most prepared man a girl could have. The type to know everything about relationships... from trending couple fashion to even special not important but cute couple events..( that he probably found randomly scrolling through google)

He knows your anniversary, birthday, your moms birthday, dads and basically your whole family knows him too. He also keeps track of your monthly cycle too cause he likes being responsible for you..

He is the type to get jealous very easily BUT wont admit it when you ask. Likes to braid your hair while learning from YouTube.. Likes to buy you so many colorful cute hair accessories. (loves your hair..)

Dates- we all know this guy is fancy so he likes fancy dates but he can also be the complete opposite.. Fancy~ maybe to a art restaurant or even on a fancy boat cause why not.. Normally though~ likes to take you to an art museum or at night to take you on the roof for star gazing..

PDA = 2/10 why? I've probably given hints on my fictions with Hyunjin about this in particular. He prefers keeping this in private and that 20% is with his members (barely)

In Bed things? This guy couldn’t be more romantic lol. Loves being prepared for this buys every thing you both need… and yeah loves it.

Cons? He buys Kammi more hair clips than you sorry….

Cute extra info- likes when you get mad when he cut his hair lol. I apologize to all the stays I know he is cute every time but that long hair just hits different….

✿ Jisung

The craziest boyfriend you could have and will only have. You would low key love your relationship with this man I’m telling ya…

You two would have so much fun like toddlers. He is honestly the cutest, funniest, talented etc.. man you get all in one.. ahaha..

Likes to buy you the most stupid things that actually works for a daily living..( that thing he bought to watch on his phone while laying down 😵)

likes to joke around and talk to you a lot.. gurll listen to him he loves it. He likes to value your problems as well so listens to you too.

Dates- likes to watch anime so you two usually have this anime night cuddle sessions but if he were to plan something outside he would prefer to take you to the amusement part lol.

PDA = 8/10 why? honestly he likes showing you off cause he is fond of you. Basically doesn't care what others think... his parents know you, members, friends outside the group, and stays know you exist lol.. 20% i kept for a reason because he doesn't like it when things get out of handle so he wont do anything to the extent..

In bed things? yes he likes it but that turns up into a tickle fight or even a complete cringe but cute moment..

Cons? He might be very sensitive leading to him being upset and you having to apologize...

Cute extra info- loves it when you kiss his cheeks or just play with them in general..

✿ Felix

I had to bring this up at some point lol.. stays probably know the video where he says his clothes are boyfriend material lol...and yes i agree hands down!

A boyfriend material in his own way ahaha.. i mean we all know he loves to be cared for and loved. That Bangchan! spoiled little youngbok.. i personally feel or think two ways. Either he likes being cared for by you or he takes care for you since now he gets to be the older one..

Felix likes speaking in English so if you know English he would speak both languages as well. Likes to give you blowjobs cause he fell in love with you lol..

Dates- Shopping malls, window shopping, UNO on a picnic lol all these are his favs and so are yours .. Personally speaking he likes to take you to places where he can take lots of pictures of you..

PDA = 4/10 why? I don't know haha yup its just a feeling where I'm in between of two opposite thoughts.. I fell like he shows you to his members and family but not more than that.. (Olivia is most likely to love you)

In bed things? Likes being pampered and loves it when you lead.. happens pretty often actually..

Cons? yes! he like being touchy and so do you but he does it too much which beats ya.. and jealous really easily! and he lets you know that..

cute extra info- compliment him on his freckles and he will blush literally a tomato 🍅..

✿ Seungmin

Sweet really sweet.. he is the typical Korean boyfriend you'll get haha even better than that.

He just likes to talk to you or even look at you all day and keep that puppy smile on him.. The type to sing you a song to sleep or whenever you ask him to. likes to hear you sing too.. attempts to make you laugh but ends up, giving up.

He likes kissing your eyes when they are closed.. or when you just fell asleep after the song likes to give your eyes quick pecks..

Dates- He likes walks and that's why you go on evening walks and return when it's dark.. likes holding your hands. He likes grocery shopping with you, takes you to the rooftop to talk about life and its shitty problems.. Basically effortless things that make your relationship happy for what it is.

PDA = 1/10 why? I mean do I need to tell you this? he is like Minho but just a little bit more obvious.. Prefers to express his love when you two are alone..(that's it)

In bed things? umm yes but no.. i mean he gives in to your begs but I feel like Seungmin is just too into cute cuddling and these things are only when he is very desperate ..

Cons? not much but maybe ignoring you when you ask if he can buy you ice Cream for the fifty-sixth time..(but gives in anyway)

Cute extra info- He likes when he sees you in his clothes.. but doesn't say it and acts like he doesn't..

✿ Jeongin

Baby, baby, Baby..... he is our baby boyyyy but his savage ass towards his Hyungs just breaks it all hahaha…

Jk he is actually really cute, caring, sweet and likes to be protective. It may not suit him but yes he likes scolding people if done wrong to you..

You might be older or younger honestly he doesn’t care.. he is very respectful to you either way. He loves you and is very shy too which you find cute.

Dates- Asks you for your opinion or his Hyungs. He still is very inexperienced so he doesn’t know but sometimes likes it when you two spend time on the swings of some random park with fruit juice 🧃..

PDA = 0/10 why? Cause no no no no not even to his members haha he is just too shy and likes to keep his relationship in its own boundaries.

In bed things? Nope please! I’m sorry stays but I just can’t with Jeongin… (no further details he is just so precious to me)

Cons? He understands very late.. like you trying to say you want to cuddle, kiss etc.. without words he won’t get it. Just fucking be straight forward with our baby.

Cute extra info- honestly everything is cute about him so I can’t fit it here sorry… stays use your imagination here…

끝…

[btsxmalereaders]

☆ Even in zero gravity, I would still fall for you!

♡ pairing — bang chan x male reader

> genre — fluff | f2l

> word count — 4.3k I don't know how this happened

> summary — chan realises he likes you by not being able to use pickup lines on you

> a/n — i saw a tiktok where chan says he's gonna use a pickup line on felix and my love-deprived self ended up writing this lol i hope you all like it

| 05282021

| Please keep making more whosfan accounts and keep streaming WOLFGANG on the correct platforms!

"Hey, how you doin'?" Chan casually says as he enters the kitchen, trying not to grin and start giggling right away. He even places his hands over the table and tilts his head a little in an attempt to look confident. Felix takes his attention away from the food he is cooking and turns on his feet to look at him with an eyebrow raised.

"Good?" He answers with an air of suspicion. "Why?"

Chan finally lets out a small giggle, "Oh nothing, I was just thinking that... I am not a photographer, but I can picture me and you together."

And Felix thinks it's a creative pickup line, funny even, but what ends up making him laugh is the way his best friend bends over to start laughing louder and the way his cheeks turn reddish at the embarrassment he's probably feeling.

"That was a good one, I must say," He chuckles. "Not as great as the Optimus Fine one, though. Even if it made you laugh for ten minutes after you said it."

And Chan can only laugh harder at the remembrance, placing his hands over his slightly aching abdomen and gasp for air when he can't handle it anymore. Felix giggles as well and denies with his head, going back to stir what's on the pot.

"Stays keep getting creative when it comes to flirting with you," He speaks again as the laughter finally dies down. "They probably think you might use it on someone you like, and you're here almost crying because you use them on us."

Chan hums, "Well, I don't really like anyone right now."

Felix turns off the stove and makes a -dramatic- pause, turning again to face Chan as he gets closer and squints his eyes. "I don't believe it."

"What?" Chan laughs. "Why would I lie?"

"I don't know, but I don't buy it. Maybe it's the love songs you have as drafts in your laptop."

"Ah, that doesn't mean I'm in love," He explains and takes a seat in front of him, nervously scratching the back of his neck. "That's why they're still drafts, though. They don't convey the feeling of being in love because I am not in love, you know?"

"Good point, but it still doesn't convince me."

"Why?" He asks again with a chuckle, a little embarrassed by the sudden interest in his - nonexistent - love life. "You know our activities barely give us time for ourselves, so it's almost impossible to have a relationship with someone. At least a formal one."

"You can still like someone and not be with them." Felix shrugs. "So spill it. Who is it?"

And Chan knows he's just messing around with him, but he can't help but feel flustered. "No one! I think so." He almost says it in a whisper; however, Felix doesn't comment on it.

"I still want to listen to those drafts," He stands up and smiles. "Why don't you show me?"

This was not the way Chan expected the conversation to go, so he hesitates a bit about his friend's request. Well, it wasn't unusual anyway, at least Changbin had heard a couple and also helped in the composition of the songs, so having someone else hear them wouldn't hurt. He might even listen to ideas on his part to improve them.

"Okay, I can do that. Next week Y/N will come to the studio and work on something, why don't you pop-up at some point and I can show you?"

Felix nods, "Sounds good! Y/N asked for help for his new album?"

"Yeah, he wants me to listen to some tracks he has been working on." He casually comments, taking his phone from his pocket and leading his attention to the device, so now Felix can't see the slight blush on his cheeks.

"Hm, I haven't seen him in a while. Why hasn't he come to the dorm lately? We should invite him."

"He has been busy with his album, that's why. If you think I leave late from the studio, that's nothing compared to him, he truly spends an ungodly amount of time there."

"So you see him often?" Felix asks with sudden interest, now being aware of how Chan's ears are tinted pink.

"You could say that, yeah. He also spends time on my studio whenever he has the chance. And vice-versa." He shrugs, not finding it odd. You two were really good friends, so it was a normal thing for you to do. "Why?"

"Nothing, I was just curious." He mischievously laughs. "So, next week, you said?"

After a quick glance at the time on your phone, you decide to stand up and stretch your body. It's been a long time since you started working, and you still have a lot to do; and on top of it all, the progress you've made tonight doesn't totally convince you, and that just meant you'd be spending more time in the studio.

As you take your phone again to read your notes, a notification pops up on the top. You weren't supposed to meet up with Chan until later, but in the new message you just received, he tells you that he's free from working on his stuff and you could go earlier if you wanted.

You decide to go; after all, it was nearly impossible for you to concentrate again, and you truly needed to know what does he think about the tracks you sent him a few days ago to finally make an advance. So you grab your laptop after making sure you've saved the changes and the cup of half-drunk coffee, walking out to the long hall and taking the elevator to an upper floor.

The soles of your shoes are dragged across the floor all the way to the studio's door, where you softly knock a couple of times before remembering you already know the password to enter. Your fingers press the buttons, entering code you know by heart at this point, and the door quickly unlocks, making Chan to look your way and greet you with a smile.

"Hey, how have you been?" He sweetly says, seeing you entering the room and placing your belongings on top of the big desk in front of you and taking a seat on the couch behind him.

"Busy. And tired." You murmur and let out a sigh. Chan immediately plays a song at a low volume and takes seat next to you.

"You're still struggling with the track you told me about?"

You nod as an answer and pout, "I am desperate. It's like, no matter how many times I rewrite the lyrics or change the beats, it still doesn't convince me at all and I hate it."

"I get it," He sighs. "But don't worry about it, I'm here to help you out."

And Chan isn't someone who breaks his promises, so the following hours are spent listening to your music, carefully reading everything you've written so far, listening to your ideas and giving you advice.

In between work, he tells you every other joke to make you laugh and feel at least a bit less stressed; and it works wonderfully since he has a long list of dad jokes that take you off guard, plus his laughter is contagious, so not laughing with him is impossible.

It's no surprise that his advice and opinions are so accurate to the point of clearing your mind and helping you out of your creative block. Chan has always been hard-working and so good with words that every time you engage him in conversations, you feel more relaxed and less burdened. No matter what situation you had a problem with, Chan would always help you find the best solution for it. Maybe that's why you admire him so much, maybe it was one of the many reasons why you didn't hesitate for a second to go to him and find security in his presence and words... Maybe it was one of the thousands of reasons why you had romantic feelings towards him...

"Is it better now?" His voice takes you out of your thoughts. He's sweetly smiling at you; he probably realized you got lost on the way his lips were moving as he told you his thoughts on the recent draft of your song.

"Yeah, yes, honestly, you've helped me so much. I don't know what I'd do without you." You smile and go for a quick hug, taking the opportunity to ruffle his hair. Your fingers sliding between his soft and messy curls and making him fondly smile in the process. "You're my hero. I mean it."

Chan chuckles and can't keep his eyes off you as you type something on your laptop and hum. He recalls the conversation he had last week with Felix, and that ambiguous feeling settling on his chest makes him wonder if, after all, his friend was right. He doesn't remember when was the last time he felt the urge to hold someone in between his arms and dearly appreciate, and he wants to know why he smiles and feels his stomach tickling when he sees you.

Maybe it's because you spend a lot of time with him, a voice inside his head says. But he doesn't feel this way with any other friend.

Maybe it's because you have known him for a long time and you just appreciate him a lot, the voice tries again. Maybe. He finally gives in at the last thought. He'd have to figure it out.

His phone buzzes inside the pocket of his jeans and he takes it, knowing for sure it's a message from Felix.

"Felix is arriving in a few minutes." He murmurs, making you take your eyes off the screen. "He wants to listen to some songs I have, is that okay?"

"Of course, it's your studio, silly." You giggle. "I am almost done with this, so if you're gonna be busy I can go back to m-"

"You can stay, if you want to." He quickly adds. "Plus, he says he wants to see you, you know... He misses you." Chan laughs. He wasn't lying, but that wasn't the only reason he wanted you to stay.

"Okay! Sure, I haven't heard from him in a while, either." You nod and keep making changes on the file you have open.

Just as he said, Felix enters the room just a few minutes later, smiling brightly and immediately running to give you a big hug once he sees you.

Soon, the room was filled with laughter and long conversations to catch up on everything around your lives. Felix tells you about the new pastries he baked last week and that he was waiting for you to come around and bake with him, the new video game Jeongin bought and has been playing with Hyunjin, the new songs Changbin and Jisung have been working on and how Seungmin was learning to play piano, playing songs at night for everyone at the dorm.

"And you know? Chan hyung has gotten better at flirting." He laughs as the latter gives him a threatening glare. "He can't stop saying pickup lines whenever he has the chance."

"Ah, really?" You chortle. "You haven't said one in all the time we've been here."

"Well, we've been working, and I've told you many other jokes... Besides, it's not like I come up with them out of nowhere."

"Yes, you do!" Felix says. "You do that all the time, what are you talking about?"

You glance at Chan, who's currently blushing and at the loss of words. Felix, on the other hand, seems to be happy to see what he just provoked. And he'd definitely enjoy every part of it.

"I want to hear one! C'mooon!" You laugh. "Please?"

Chan rolls his eyes and tries to look confident as he would normally do. He clears his throat and thinks of a good pickup line he hasn't used yet.

"Alright," He says and smiles, he even thinks it's gonna start laughing before even opening his mouth, but the very moment he looks into your eyes, it's like he forgot every single word on his vocabulary. "Uhm, are you, no. Did you-? Wait! I forgot what I was gonna say-"

Felix can't help but burst into laughter, and you only look at him, as if you couldn't believe it. Was he nervous or was it because of the fact that Felix was in the same room? Would it have been any different if he weren't there?

You end up laughing at Felix's loud laughter, as well as seeing Chan blushing up to his ears and hiding his face behind his hands, probably also in an attempt to cover the huge grin he now has.

"Wow, that was an epic failure. And I thought you were the biggest flirt on earth." Felix teases him, to which Chan ends up groaning.

He continues talking about other stuff while Chan stops feeling embarrassed, even though he's not able to look in your eyes for the entire time until you have to go back to work.

You close your laptop and stand up, throwing the now empty cup of coffee on the trash bin. After thanking Chan for his help and promising Felix you'd drop by their dorm soon, you walk out of the studio with a smile and feeling your heart beating fast. There was no way you didn't have feelings for him.

"Oh my god, so I was right!" Felix says a few seconds after you left. Chan's first instinct is to cover his face again. "Look who got nervous so suddenly."

"Stop, I- I don't even want to talk about it." He murmurs, feeling flustered and avoiding Felix's gaze. He types something on his laptop and presses the play button, hoping that this way, his friend would forget about what just happened and could focus solely on the music.

And Felix doesn't talk about it anymore. The next few minutes are set by the music coming out of the speakers; the room filling with Chan's voice, singing the love songs that probably no one else would listen to. Felix seems to be concentrating on the lyrics, but Chan's thoughts are solely about you. As he listens to the songs, he is aware of how his skin bristles every time his hands accidentally touch you, the times when your eyes connect with his and you give him smiles every time it happens, all those times when his heart would race when he hugged you.... It's as if all those songs that professed a love he said he didn't feel, started to make sense.

He feels overwhelmed. Maybe if he was aware of it before, maybe if he listened to his heart instead of his head, this wouldn't be a big revelation to him.

Chan pauses the music, and before Felix can ask what's going on, he speaks up: "Why- why did I do that?"

"Did... what, exactly?" Felix asks, confused.

"The pickup line thing!" He blurts out. "I mean, I do that all the time, right? Why did I just forget how to even talk?"

Felix giggles, "Well, have you considered it's because when you use those pickup lines on us you just do it for laughing? To joke around with us, and with Y/N it's because... I don't know, you have feelings for him and it gets real? Like you're flirting with him."

Makes sense, he thinks. He remains in silence for a moment, processing everything that just happened and finally connecting the dots.

"Wait, you just had your epiphany?" Felix jokes. "It took you too, too long."

"I can barely fall asleep, how was I supposed to know I was falling in love?"

"Fair enough." He says, comprehensive. "Are you telling him?"

"Should I?" Chan's eyes sparkle, but he still feels confused. Should he even try? It's been so long since he last felt this way about someone, and given the circumstances of his life as an idol, he felt more reluctant to take the next step. Even more, considering he had just taken the first one by accepting his feelings a few minutes ago.

"I was right all this time by you being in love," He says. "And I am also sure that it's mutual. I've seen you two for a while, you know? I am surprised you didn't come the realization way earlier than this."

Chan giggles. "Alright, I get it."

"But it's up to you now, I guess. All I know is that you deserve to be happy, and you deserve good things... And Y/N is a great person. You should give yourself an opportunity on love."

Chan feels chills as he hears those words. Tonight's even have been too much for him to process, so he'll think deeply about it later.

"Okay," He nods. "Thanks, Lix. You've been really helpful."

"I know, what would you do without me?" Felix laughs. "Now let's keep listening to the songs, I am loving all of them."

Fortunately, the help Chan gave you really made it possible for you to finish the songs in no time. You are just now walking out of a meeting with your managers and the people in charge of the release of the album to set the final details, and you quickly send a message to Chan to let him know the news.

In the meantime, you drop by your studio to clean up a little and maybe write down some ideas for new songs that have been in your mind for a while. After a few minutes, you hear a knock on the door, snapping you out of your thoughts and then feeling confused. You weren't expecting anyone to come. So you slowly open the door, and a smile spreads across your face the moment you realize it's Chan.

"Oh, hi!" You greet him with a hug, immediately letting him in afterwards. He shyly gets inside, taking a seat on a chair and placing a bag on the small table behind him. "What brings you here? I thought you were still busy with you guys upcoming album."

"It's okay, Changbin is working on his stuff now at the studio, so I took the chance to come here and celebrate with you!" He grins. "Congratulations on making your first self-produced album!"

He starts clapping, making you smile; he truly was the sweetest person you've ever met.

As soon as he read your message he went to the nearby cafeteria and bought your favorite drink and pastries, claiming that it was a special occasion and should be celebrated.

"For all your hard work and the success of this album!" He makes a toast as he raises his cup of tea.

Soon you find yourselves immersed in a long conversation about everything that went into creating this album; from when you had the first idea for the concept, to those sleepless nights when he helped you without hesitation. Chan was definitely an essential part of this whole process, so to be celebrating with him right now felt right. It was how it should be.

"You know," Chan clears his throat as another song starts playing. "These past days I've had this thought in my head, and after talking it out with Felix... I am certain about it. And I want to tell you about it. I know I have to."

You frown, feeling curiosity, especially since his semblance has changed to be a bit more serious. He still has a small smile that gives you some kind of tranquility, but another part of you can't help but feel nervous as he gets a little bit closer.

"Of course, what is it?"

"So, uhm" He starts. "Some weeks ago, when Felix came to the studio and we were talking with you... Well, the reason he came was because he wanted to listen to some love songs I've worked on. And, after listening to all of them I figured out why I didn’t like them. I was sure I wasn't in love. That's why, to me, they all sounded plain and didn’t convey the feeling of love... But then..."

He makes a pause, catching his breath as he feels more and more nervous. He knows for sure his ears and cheeks are red right now, and it's impossible that you haven't noticed it. His hands slightly shake behind the table, anxiously looking for yours, but refraining from doing it because he doesn't know how this was going to end. You don't want to interrupt him, so you give him his time to clear his head and talk again.

"While listening to those songs, the only thought I had in mind was you." He finally confesses, with his gaze now fixed on his lap. "I guess that for a while I didn’t realise that I started to, uhm, catch feelings for you. And, it's okay if you don't feel the same way about me. I just really wanted to let you know because the thought has been on my mind for so long and I needed to let it out."

For a moment, the only thing that can be heard in the room is your voice coming from the speakers along with a sigh from Chan, who still didn’t dare to look up and face you.

"So... what you're saying is..." You speak up, feeling incredibly shy, trying to process the words addressed to you.

"What I am trying to say is that I am in love with you."

And you swear you could start screaming to the top of your lungs right now, but you try your very best to stay calm and finally grab Chan's hands. With that, he looks at you again.

"Channie," You softly say, looking at him in his precious eyes and dearly smiling. You don't even know where to begin, but a voice inside you begs for you to give him a hug. So you open your arms and embrace him tightly, feeling instant comfort and love. "I am so glad you feel this way too. I love you too."

Chan sighs in relief, placing his hands on your waist and pulling you closer; his nose pressed against the crook of your neck and closes his eyes, melting between your arms and enjoying every single second of that gesture.

"Wait a minute," You say out of nowhere, so he separates a bit from you and tilts his head. "That's why you couldn't even say a sentence when you tried to say a pickup line?"

You laugh when his expression changes to look ashamed, his lips frowned in a pout and his gaze avoiding your eyes again.

"Try again, I'm sure you're good at this." And Chan's head only comes up with the dozens of lines he has read, but seeing you smiling right in front of him and your arms over his shoulders, he can only think how lucky he is. He can't possibly say anything to you. "Alright, let me try instead."

You hum and recall all the pickup lines you've read and have been told before, "Hm, can I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll return it."

And you expected Chan to start laughing out loud, instead he starts blushing again and giggling, covering his face as he feels nervous.

"C'mon! Seriously?" You laugh and wait for him to stop being shy.

"You make me nervous, give me time." He excuses himself and laughs some more. "That was a good one, and you know what? You can borrow all the kisses you want, as long as you keep your word and return them."

"See? That's what I'm talking about!"

Chan fondly smiles at you, placing his hand on your head to pet your hair for a moment. You close your eyes as he does it, feeling his soft touch traveling all the way down to your chin. He rests his thumb on your cheek and after a few seconds you decide to open your eyes.

"Can I?" He murmurs as his gaze shifts from your eyes to your lips.

"You don't even have to ask."

And just as you give him permission, he breaks the distance between you two. He starts carefully, placing his lips against yours in a tender, chaste way, barely there pressure that makes you exhale through your nose as if you had been holding your breath all along. One of his hands still holds you by the waist, so he takes the opportunity to slide it to your lower back, carefully holding you and sending you shivers to your entire body.

You lean forward barely a few millimeters, but it's enough to feel more pressure over your lips. Chan angles his head and traps your bottom lip, tongue trying to dart out of his mouth to taste more of the sweetness of yours. He, however, contains himself and smiles in between the kiss, instead. He was probably gonna be the death of you.

The deep kiss loses intensity as a minute passes by, so you two end up giving smaller kisses and share smiles, your noses constantly touching in skimo kisses. And you think it's perfect; it's way better than what you one day imagined.

Chan can't miss the chance to make you sit on his lap, so now your head rests over his chest. Your fingers fidgeting the hem of his hoodie and shyly longing to intertwine your hands.

"Hey, Y/N?" He grabs your attention and smiles. "Are you a parking ticket?"

You raise an eyebrow, "Why?"

"Because you've got fine written all over you." He ends up with a muffled laughter.

"Oh no, what did I just get myself into?" You joke around, this time finally making him burst into a louder laughter. "You just declared war on me about pickup lines, you know?"

"Oh, so you got some lines, too? Can't wait to hear all of them, then."

And for the rest of the day you let yourself be held in between the arms of the person you loved the most. Later you'd find the way to flirt with him and make him feel flustered when he least expects it.

[harvestdew]

Yo sorry if this question takes a while to awnser, but if Cleo and Kiki were NPCs what do you think thief heart events will be like? If you don't want to awnser this that's fine, I'm just curious.

no problem! i actually need a break from my essay anyway i wrote 4 pages and it took me 5 hours/made me stressed, so this is a good way to decompress for me!

kiki’s 2 heart event - standard, boring 2 heart event... enter pelican town on a sunny day anywhere from 9am to 4pm. you see kiki on her way out of pierre’s and her grocery bag breaks. you have 4 options:

ask “are you okay?” and help her (+30 friendship). kiki is embarrassed someone saw her, but says “thank you so much for helping me! that was pretty funny, wasn’t it? i guess i bought too much”

“i didn’t see anything” (no effect on friendship). kiki just laughs it off

ignore her/do nothing (no effect on friendship). kiki goes “...” before telling herself she’s so clumsy and running off

“wow, that was dumb of you.” (-50 friendship) kiki, trying to remain deadpan, responds “yeah, you’re right”

kiki’s 4 heart event - (similar to leah’s 4 heart event) enter kiki’s house when she’s there. for some reason, she doesn’t notice you entered and you hear someone else talking unintelligibly on the landline, but she isn’t responding. after a while, she hangs up without saying anything, notices you, and jumps, asking “have you been here the whole time?” you have 3 options:

lie and say “i just got here” (no effect on friendship). kiki sighs and says “oh, okay. that’s good”

"who was that?” (no effect on friendship). kiki goes “...” and tells you it was just an annoying telemarketer. then she asks if she can help you with anything

"are you okay?” (+20 friendship). kiki tells you she just got an unwanted call from someone she doesn’t want to talk to but doesn’t elaborate. she mentions being worried someone’s going to come over, then realizes you’re still there and laughs it off as a joke, trying to cover it up with a random fact about tulips

kiki’s 6 heart event - (similar to haley’s 6 heart event) enter the cindersap forest from 5pm to 9pm while it’s raining. kiki spots you (“!”) and asks for help, explaining her cat (ghost) ran away because she didn’t properly lock her door and the storm blew it open (this literally happened to me and my cat didn’t come home for 3 days LOL). she explains how important her cat is to her. you have 2 options:

"i’ll help you find him!” (+30 friendship)

“just get another cat?” (-30 friendship)

either way, you can walk around the cindersap forest and click on a bunch of shrubs. the cat will come out of one of them and you bring it back to her. kiki hugs you and says she felt too guilty to ask anyone else for help. she also points out because it was raining you should go back inside before you get sick, so she offers to walk you home 

also: fun fact the farmer replaces sebastian in here because this was something i wrote for him, but it feels like a good 6 heart one imo

kiki’s 8 heart event - done here!

kiki’s 10 heart event - (similar to emily and maru’s) you get a letter in the mail from kiki that says something along the lines “come by the forest tonight!” if you enter the cindersap forest from anytime between 7pm to 11pm ONLY during the summer you’ll trigger the event. it turns out she wanted to look at constellations with you and borrowed maru’s telescope. kiki starts talking about how she was figuring out how to make up for you finding her cat but didn’t want to do anything boring. you only have 1 option:

"wait, is this a date?” (no effect on friendship)

kiki gets MEGA embarrassed, explaining she thought it was obvious but isn’t going to be mad if you don’t like her. you now have 3 options:

"wait, i do like you!” (no effect on friendship). kiki goes, “seriously? you mean it? i’m so happy!” and you resume the date. before the cutscene ends, she has you look at some stars and explains the story of altair & vega which originated in china (“have you heard about the story of altair and vega? it’s about a cowherd and a weaver girl who fell in love but were separated by a river which is supposed to be the milky way. it’s sad, but once a year a bunch of magpies form a bridge and they reunite. romantic, right?”)

“i’m sorry, i don’t like you” (no effect on friendship). kiki tells you she understands, explaining you’re just as good of a friend and will be fine

“ew” (-30 on friendship). kiki sighs and tells her she better return maru’s telescope

as for cleo i have no idea if cleo would be a marriageable npc... we’ll see. let’s get to her heart events though (excluding her 10 heart event)

cleo’s 2 heart event - enter cleo’s room whenever she’s in there. cleo asks why you didn’t knock out of annoyance, but gets over it to complain she smells like fish (because she’s a fisherwoman LOL). you have 2 options:

“if you hate the smell of fish so much, why are you a fisherman?” (no effect on friendship). cleo explains she picks up fishing because that’s the 1 condition kiki has if she wants to stay with her free of rent. she complains about her cousin for trying to teach her some work ethic, then goes on to say she can’t wait til she and whatever sam’s band is called gets famous and she can stop fishing

“not my problem” (-30 friendship). cleo gets irritated and tells you “look, i didn’t ask to be a fisherwoman, okay? i hate farming and mining doesn’t make that much money. why are you even in here?”

cleo’s 4 heart event - enter pelican town any time during the day when it’s sunny. you overhear haley berating cleo with a magazine (even though they’re friends), who asks why she never mentioned she modeled. cleo gets annoyed and tells haley to back off because she doesn’t want to talk about it. you have 2 options:

do absolutely nothing (-30 friendship). haley finally walks off; cleo looks at you and goes, “what are you looking at? don’t listen to stuff that isn’t any of your business”

tell haley to stop (+30 friendship). haley sighs and apologizes to cleo for being nosey and leaves. cleo awkwardly thanks you and says something offhand like “i guess you’re cool” before running off

make up an excuse to pull cleo aside like “cleo, i don’t get how to use my fishing rod, can you help?” (+50 friendship). cleo thanks you for not making a huge scene and sighs. she explains haley figured out how used to be a model and wouldn’t stop asking why she quit. she also mentions she knows you probably want to know and claims it’s just “stupid personal garbage” and “the modeling industry is shit”

cleo’s 6 heart event - enter cleo’s room whenever she’s in there again. you find her mumbling to herself out of annoyance before she notices you and greets you. then, she explains she just figured out that everyone in her old band seems to be doing really well and she’s worried they’re going to get a gig for the band SHE started. you have 2 options:

ask “what band?” (no effect on friendship). cleo explains her mom wouldn’t let her go to a gig for the band to punish her, leaving them without a bassist. she says when she snuck out to go, the lead guitarist had immediately replaced her and decided to kick her out of the band, which is why cleo ran away out of humiliation. plus, she thinks their new music sounds like shit 

“who cares? you don’t need them!” (+30 friendship). cleo goes silent before telling you you’re SO right and tells you that good-for-nothing guitarist that kicked her out wasn’t even that good of a guitarist!

“maybe you were a bad bassist” (-50 friendship). cleo gets defensive and tells she was a perfectly good bassist. then she sighs and says she wonders if she’s not as good as she thinks she is and should just stick to fishing, before telling you to get out

cleo’s 8 heart event - (similar to sam’s 8 heart event) cleo shows up to your door when you wake up and gives you a flyer for a battle of the bands in zuzu city. the next day, you go to the venue with cleo and she realizes she’s going up against her old band before freaking out. she tells you she doesn’t know what to do because she’s scared she’ll mess up and prove them right. you have 3 options:

"you can do this!” (+50 friendship). cleo tells you that’s cheesy but you’re right. she goes on to say “screw all of them! i don’t care!”

“who cares? show them what they’re missing!” (+50 friendship). cleo gets pumped and agrees with you before saying, “ugh, what was i thinking? i don’t care what any of them think”

"don’t be a baby” (no effect on friendship). cleo goes “ugh” before begrudgingly admitting you’re right

either way, you get to hear them play like in sam’s 8 heart event. it should correspond with whatever music genre you chose for him in his own events. sam’s band also wins and cleo makes fun of her old band. the lead guitarist gets annoyed and tries to fight with her over it. you have 2 options:

“get him cleo!” (no effect on friendship). cleo punches the lead guitarist off the screen the way pierre punches morris at the community center

“ignore him, he’s just a loser” (no effect on friendship). cleo says she guesses taking the higher road is better and doesn’t wanna mess up her hands

regardless of what option you pick, at the end of the cutscene, cleo thanks your farmer for encouraging her not to giving up and how she couldn't have done it w/o your help

okay that’s it! i’m sorry for taking so long to write this, but i hope it was interesting and i promise really appreciate the ask <3 it was fun to write

[twenty-one-froggy-pilots]

Yeah I'm honestly a bit surprised by how passionate and vocal people are about hating twenty one pilots? It's kinda upsetting that when I try to interact with content about them I'm always a bit worried in the back of my mind because I'm a pretty sensitive person and it's hard not to let stuff get to me.

I don’t know why it’s always felt like twenty one pilots has gotten a ton of hate for no reason? I’ve been into them since 2013-2014 so pure unadulterated vessel era, I’m a very old fan of them and their music, like one of the oldest picture in my phone is this

(This picture isn’t important I just love it, plus something fun to look at with a not so fun subject material)

(Long history as a fan rant incoming lol)

I’ve been an emo kid for a really long time, back when all of the emo bands were big, when seeing another kid wearing a panic! shirt always meant you talked to them in the mall, I still remember when I would wear the one twenty one pilots shirt I could afford outside, that anyone who knew who they were would come up and start a conversation with me

And it’s like through the years the hate has changed to be... somehow worse

Back in the early days tøp used to get called not a true emo band because they didn’t have anyone playing the guitar so everyone hated them because they weren’t emo Enough

Plus there was the whole ‘emo trinity’ ‘emo quartet’ infighting nonsense but that’s so long past idk if anyone even remembers it lol

Then blurryface rolls around and fans are being made fun of for dressing funky and going through that one fandom phase where everyone was calling the boys smol beans it was great and cute, we were all really close, we called each other frens, told each other to stay street it was great! So what people made fun of us or whatever we were absolutely vibing

Twenty one pilots felt like the coolest secret gang of fans, we were absolutely huge, more so than most people would think, and man it was awesome!! If you saw a tøp fan you knew that you were cool with that person and that person would be cool with you!! It was amazing!! Sometimes I do miss this vibe!!

But then Stressed Out ended up on the radio...

I feel like it really all changed here, all of the sudden the old fandom things were cringy, the boys were sell outs, and every family member you knew was suddenly the biggest fan despite only knowing stressed out

I remember being upset around this time because of strangers invading my space, this was my group, filled with people who understood what the lyrics meant and knew and understood how much they meant to all of us, and suddenly it was filled with people who didn’t belong

I didn’t blame the pilot boys, obviously they can’t control what’s on the radio, I’m fact, there’s plenty of pilot songs that mention never being played on the radio because of one reason or another, so my problem was never with the boys, it was with the influx of new people, and by new people I don’t mean new fans, I mean news outlets and tv show host, and with that influx came the people who didn’t get it, you know? That were rude and outright nasty and refused to understand anything about the genre and effort put into the story and why it mattered to us

(Tw for suicide mention, and uncomfortable themes involving people making fun of themes involving it, tw for mentions of school shootings)

All of the sudden we were the fans of Tyler Joseph the man who ‘Glorifies Suicide’ and actively is supposedly encouraging that behavior

We were the cringy fans everyone knew in high school and hated who were described as being ‘JuSt So QuIrkY 🤪’, instead of the mentally ill kids we all were, by people who hated us

We were the fans of those ‘white boys who look like school shooters’ (this one honestly rocked me to my core, it still hurts to even see??? Like idk why but it almost makes me want to cry)

At the same time a lot of the old fans were turning their back on the pilots, they didn’t want to be involved anymore, they hated ALL of the new fans whether they were respectful or not

It was a REALLY hard time to be a new fan, very few people were open to having them involved in anything, I think this is when a lot of hatred happened in the fandom not only fan-fan fighting/hatred but also fan-band sentiments weren’t great either

The more songs that ended up on the radio the more the hatred grew, in fact this got so bad Tyler did this

Here’s a transcript in case it’s hard to hear

Like... this was the state of our fan group.... it was suddenly cool to hate all the songs that ended up on the radio so much it affected every part of our music journey

There was a lot of infighting, it was an awful time to be a fan, new or old

Then came silence era, in which every tøp blog I followed except like 2, became kpop blogs and I’m not sure any of them ever came back lol, I actually really disliked kpop because of this for a bit in like a jokey kind of way in my own head lol (ahh how the turn tables have turned... kpop and tøp are the only things I listen to now haha, actually because of all my tøp mutuals becoming kpop blogs I vowed to myself to not change this blog to another group so I have two music blogs now, which makes me laugh but also shows how important music is to me so it makes me happy anyways you know?)

It was kind of a sad way to have the fandom disappear, everything was strangled, the boys were gone, and no one kept up with the fandom, it felt really lonely

When Trench era clues started back people started coming back, the mood was different, we had something to do and it was fun to work on something with others, we had the Clancy letters, and all the clues, and the tower of silence and the vultures!! It was great! It started to feel like we had rebuilt something from the rubble of what we had been

The fandom started calling Tyler stinky and he called us b*stards it was great, sometimes people were a bit meaner than I think they thought they were being, but it worked you know?

When the album released we had more people come back and things slowly started fitting back ok again, more songs ended up on the radio and a lot of older fans said the same things they’re saying now, but it wasn’t that bad, it was mostly very positive

And then we got to the over the summer drama, which........... is a sensitive subject, but I legitimately do not understand how it was Tyler’s fault that people assumed he was talking about something when he wasn’t talking about it at all... especially when people have been begging him for years to talk more about mental health, he wanted to introduce whatever he was going to do with a joke, I personally never though he was talking about the big issue at the time of the incident, but it blew up like wildfire and the next thing you know he’s canceled because Other People Assumed Something

So now it’s ‘Morally Justifiable’ to hate Tyler because he’s r*cist or something, despite it never being his intention and because people assumed something

It’s literally not even with good reason that people are doing this, but because it blew up when it did and about what it did, no one knows what really happened and people just wanted a morally justified reason to hate them because you can’t just dislike something anymore without it being justifiable I guess? I feel like with all of the years I’ve spent on the internet everything has only become more hateful...

All this to say.... yes, it hurts when people hate the things that you do, I get really sensitive about it as well, especially with how long and how many arguments I’ve seen, and I am extremely sensitive to discourse and hatred, it’s why I don’t engage with much of it online, in fact I was about to delete the post complaining about everyone hating on them before I saw it was really resonating with you guys

I guess my best advice to you anon, would to try to understand where it’s coming from, that’s what’s helped me, I know a lot of people dislike the pilots because of the fact that they became ‘mainstream’ during blurryface era, and people are really upset by that, so understanding that, even when it hurts, I can acknowledge that they feel that way and that it’s ok that I feel differently

It’s easy to take that point and test it against your own morals, ‘do I think twenty one pilots became mainstream, or only makes songs to get on the radio?’ If your answer is no, then you can both say ‘I don’t agree with them but they’re allowed to have their own opinion’ and kind of give yourself a wall and barrier against what they say

I know this isn’t perfect advice, but it’s helped me a lot

I know there are two big arguments against this album, that it’s mainstream and made to have radio singles (the underlying argument here I guess being Tyler and Josh are money hungry and no longer care about the music)

And that it’s no longer lyrically meaningful, but I think this has to do a lot with how involved people are in the Dema lore, if you’re not a fan of lore I would imagine this album being propaganda and supposed to be fake and bright to prove a point would really bug you if you didn’t really get it

To best thing to do is digest an argument (only if you can handle it emotionally of course 🖤) and know it’s ok that think differently than other people, and that the chances of someone being mad at you are very slim

A lot of things I’ve enjoyed have been stolen by the fear of getting hated on for something - while in actuality, the very few times I’ve gotten real hate over something barely affected me

I admit the fear of getting hate bothers me a lot more than actually getting it, but I just want to encourage you to stay strong in the face of it, it will pass, as it all does, but if nothing else in this post resonates with you, PLEASE HOLD ONTO YOUR JOY FOR AS LONG AS YOU CAN! And don’t let ANYONE take it from YOU!!

If twenty one pilots makes you happy, just remember that the only person who can take that true joy away from you is yourself, remove the people who make you feel sad out of your life, I apologize if this is a physical person in your life as this makes it a lot harder, and sometimes impossible depending on the situation, but on the internet unfollow anyone, block anyone, don’t engage and leave them alone, it’s not with your energy or effort, and they’ll never change their minds but they can change yours you know?

Being sensitive in a time when everything is hateful is hard, especially when everyone tells you you’re a bad person if you aren’t engaged, but you really don’t have to be, you get to choose your own destiny you know? Don’t let other people choose it for you

[toobusywritingimagines]

i'm just so in love with your works! like how you beautifully express the feelings of characters and make it so much enjoyable to read. i feel the lack of Kaminari content, so maybe could you write something about him? his s/o was being bullied because of how she can't control her quirk very good. Kaminari didn't even notice what she's been thru, until one day his s/o tells him that she wanted to leave u.a. so on the next day, when he hears others talking shit about his love he stood up for her.

Thank you so much for your kind words 😊 I hope I did well enough on this for you! I didn’t specify a quirk because I know some people have their own ideas for what they would have so I wanted to leave it open to the reader, I hope that’s okay 😊

Request are still open, I’ve been loving the My hero academia request!

He was already going through so much, you really didn’t want to burden him with anything else. I mean, you were in high school now and you still didn’t have a complete grip on your quirk yet. You were lucky to get into the UA support class, something you wanted to do since you were young as crazy as it seems. Most people want to be a hero; you didn’t want to be in the spot light, you wanted to help them from behind the scenes.

Getting into UA was one of the best things that happened to you, not only was it an amazing program but you got to meet the most amazing person, Kaminari. To other people he was a goof, and well, he was a goof around you too but he was also the person who made you smile, the person you could go to when you weren’t feeling the best and just needed a hug, and the best person to sneak out with you to go on late night food runs.

Plus, you got to see a side to him most didn’t. You were the one he came to when he was worried about training, the one who held him when he was exhausted to the point of not even wanting to eat, the one who he confided in. You knew he was having a rough time, that’s why you didn’t go to him with your troubles at the moment, you didn’t want to give him something else on his plate, you wanted to be perfect for him.

But it didn’t help the fact that you were getting more stressed, and your quirk was getting more out of control because of it. You were always self conscious about how little control you had to begin with, but when it started causing problems in class, enough that your teacher pulled you to the side to talk about it, you lost most of your confidence.

Then the whispers started, you were able to ignore them at first, hearing the phrases about “how did she even get in here?” And “can’t she just figure it out already” didn’t bother you, it wasn’t until you were alone one day, just trying to eat your lunch, your quirk had gotten out of control, causing your project you were working on to become destroyed. You were upset, but trying to hide it and control it so you wouldn’t do any more damage.

Then you were approached by the girls who were at the head of your class. “Y/N, do you really think you will be successful with that quirk of yours?” One of the girls laughed “I don’t really need to use it for what I want to do so yes…” you whispered not wanting to start anything, but she scoffed and the other girls giggled behind Jeff causing you to look up “I can’t believe you even came here, one of the best schools excepted someone who can’t control something they’ve had since they were little. Why does Denki even put up with you? You must be giving him something to get him to stay” she laughed, causing you to look down in shame. “I’m trying” you whisper, hiding your face “Trying isn’t enough.” She said with a straight face “One day, he’s gonna see that too” and then they were gone, and you never felt more alone.

It was a couple days later, you and Denki were sitting in the grass, eating lunch. He could tell there was something you wanted to share but didn’t push it, waiting for you to come out with it on your own. When he heard you sigh he looked at you, to find you looking back at him, and you just blurted out what you had been thinking since the girls came up to you “I think I’m going to leave UA. It’s great but everyone here is at another level than me and I just think it’s time for me to go home” when he didn’t respond you broke eye contact and start packing up your stuff “I’ll talk to you later, I have to talk to a teacher” and you walked away, not allowing him to say anything. He was shocked (lol pun not intended), where was this coming from. He thought everything was going well. He wished he had more time for you but he didn’t think that was a factor in you leaving, or was it? God, he had to find you.

When he was rushing to your classroom he saw girls he recognized from your class, slowing down to ask if they had seen you he overheard them “Good, if she leaves then we can stop having to fix our stuff so much, I feel like that stupid quirk of hers just destroys everything.” One of them said, “Yeah, she has the control of an elementary school kid, she needs to leave, plus with her gone you will have that shot with Kaminari you have been waiting for”

He couldn’t believe his ears, you were struggling with your quirk? He knew you had said that it could be hard to control sometimes but, why wouldn’t you tell him? He’d ask you later but for now, he had something else to take care of.

“Excuse me, do y’all know Y/N?” He asked, seeing there heads snap up at his voice “Oh, not really, she isn’t that important here” one giggled. His face went blank at that “Actually, she is the most important thing to me, so if you would, never talk about her again. She’s amazing, she deserved to be treated as such, not bullied out of the school. If she is having trouble she needs help, not whatever it is y’all are doing. You will never be great at something with attitudes like that, now if you excuse me, I need to find my girlfriend” as he turned around he saw you standing in the door, tears threatening to leave your eyes. “Denki…” his arms were around you in a second “I love you” he whispered in your ear, “if you are having trouble we can work on it together, okay? Don’t be afraid to tell me things, I will always be here to help you”

[babyyatusabes]

how did you discover cnco?

ok actually I get asked this all the time lol so I'm gonna answer this here as a one and done kinda deal. strap in hoes, its essay time

basically when I was in high school I was like dying lol so I had to drop out and go to the hospital for 6 weeks in order to get better and like not have my body give out on me or whatever. after that I got out I was having a bit of a hard time because I thought I couldn’t graduate and stuff since I had to literally drop out of school and that meant staying in a town I hated even longer, etc. plus its just kinda weird to adjust to life again

anyways I had a first period class that was more or less independent work as it had to do with video editing and stuff so I decided I wanted to listen to latin music as some sort of way of getting in touch with my own identity or something idk I was like 17. so I found some latin/reggaeton playlist and would blast that every day lol and one of the songs I really liked was reggaeton lento that came out like only 3 months before or something. eventually I watched the video and was like wow who are these clowns and I know this is gonna make y'all laugh but I literally hated chris akdfhalsd i thought Joel was the only one worth my time

but regardless of how I felt about him I kept listening to the song and a few of their other ones though I don’t think I really connected they were the same people nor did I care (again, chris was making me MAD) for literally like a year or two. then the accent vid came out and I watched it because I watched all those accent videos (again trying to get in touch with my latin side or whatever idk). it took me a min but I realized it was them and when I saw chris I did not like that at all afksdhlfjh ya girl was PISSED but regardless it kinda clicked into place who they were or whatever so I listened to them a bit more after that because chris or no they had bangers.

thennn fast forward to last year I had a p intense breakup last summer of long, stressful, ultimately bad relationship and so I got back on my bs with the getting really into reggaeton again except there was a lot more of them on the playlist now. I guess at some point I showed my sister and she called me one day in like october and I thought something was wrong because she never calls me lol so I left class and picked up but turned out she just wanted to tell me she liked cnco 💀 n e ways she told me to watch some of their interviews or whatever and told me a few random facts like how joel didn't know spanish and stuff so I did (though obviously I did not watch a lot of them ashfalsaksfh) and haven't looked back since ! oh and I like chris now