#so stuff like the pictures of them from the let it be album are like engrained into my brain

[oddly-specific-ryan-ross]

Can we perhaps get Ryan ross with books 🤓☝️

Ryan Ross with books or magazines or anything tbh why was this the hardest category yet

Sorry this took 5 years to post it seems like Ryan has been actively avoiding being photographed with anything resembling a book since aprox. 2004

[13eyond13]

actually stunned by how gay The Beatles has been all this time and I just never knew

[themyscirah]

Okay so basically the United States MINT of all people is going to be working with DC to make a line of coins! These coins sadly won't be in circulation (the things I would do to live in a world where I could get Batman coins from the supermarket) as they're collectors coins, but will be releasing over the course of the next 3 years, 2025-2027.

Designs haven't been released yet (the same is true for all 2025 designs) but we know there will be 9 coins in total (3 each year) with the first year featuring (of course!!!) Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman.

Although we know the first three heroes to be featured, the remaining six have yet to be decided, and it turns out the Mint is putting out a survey on their site to gauge which of a group of culturally significant heroes people want to see most! (link to the form is mentioned in the article above)

The considered group includes: Supergirl, the Flash, Green Arrow, Black Canary, Captain Marvel, John Stewart GL, Aquaman, Hawkman, Jamie Reyes BB, Robin (Damian?), Cyborg, and Batgirl, of which 6 will be selected.

As someone who does a bit of coin collecting myself (mainly circulation coins like the quarters sets, but I also have a couple proof and collectors coins) I think this is a really cool and interesting idea that showcases the history of the comics medium and these characters and their influence on American culture. Really excited to wait and see what the designs look like for the coins already announced!

[thinkingnot]

just woke up its nearly 2am but i gotta listen to taylor swift to confirm something

[hiiikiko]

𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕖’𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞

ellie w. x reader | tlou m.list

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[a/n: please take this for now bc im too lazy to write]

𖥸 ellie’s bedroom smells like pine, her cologne, cotton, and a little bit of weed

𖥸 her room is a little messy but not in a ‘clothes on the floor, open food, or trash all over the floor’ type of way but it’s just cluttered, there’s balled up notebook paper littered around her trashcan, a undumped ash tray by her window, clothes strewn all over her bed, and stacks of paper of various origins, her bed is rarely ever made (she only makes it when she knows you’re coming over)

𖥸 her walls are covered with posters of bands, astronauts, planets, and superheroes, next to the posters are pictures of you, jesse, dina, and joel

𖥸 ellie is a nerd, there’s no denying it, so she has multiple figurines of her favourite superheroes, anime characters, and video game characters

𖥸 she also has models of various spaceships, figurines that she and joel had spent hours on

𖥸 she gets a little embarrassed about her figurines when you come over, trying to divert your attention but once she realizes you don’t care if she’s a nerd, she’ll tell you the story of each character and tell you about how her and joel had stayed up one night to finish a model of a spaceship and when they were so close to finishing, they realized they had no glue and left to the nearest gas station at 3 in the morning to find a tube of krazy glue

𖥸 her guitar rests in a corner of her room next to her music collection, she has vinyl, cassette, and cds (she sometimes buy an album in all three because she likes to compare the listening experience)

𖥸 she is very proud of her collection, showing it off to you as much as possible and MAYBE even letting you borrow some (she thoroughly inspects them every time you bring them back)

𖥸 shes even made you cds but she’s too shy to give them to you so for now, they sit in a pile behind her display until she’ll eventually work up the nerve to give them to you

𖥸 her closet is completely packed with flannels, band tees, and her never ending collection of converse

𖥸 a lot of her clothes were actually hand me downs from when joel was a teenager

𖥸 her clothes smell like her, cologne, weed, ink, and smoke, it’s a soothing scent

𖥸 whenever she knows you’re coming over, she grabs all the clothes on her bed and shoves them into her closet, praying you won’t look in there

𖥸 her desk is littered with more crumpled up pieces of paper, little dinosaur figurines from the time she and joel went to a museum, doodles, and notebooks full of notes about space, science, and you

𖥸 her desk is almost like a visual representation of her mind, messy, cluttered, artistic, and nerdy

𖥸 she’s a collector! we all know this, under her bed she has countless boxes of ‘stuff’

𖥸 she has a box full of comic books and trading cards

𖥸 a box full of pins of space things, superhero’s, video games, etc etc (she changes the pins on her backpack every week, she is ESTATIC when you notice)

𖥸 she also has a box of stuff you gave her (notes, doodles, pics, bracelets, etc) she’d never admit this to anyone because she’s scared they’ll think of it as “creepy”

[steddieas-shegoes]

we share that really

for @corrodedcoffinfest prompt ‘band politics’

rated t | 905 words | no cw | tags: famous corroded coffin, reunion tour, future fic, steddie dads, everyone has a family and is happy

🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸

Their label said it was too soon to do a reunion tour. They were only in their early 40s and had only been officially “broken up” for ten years.

But they were all in the right place: married, children who were old enough to come on tour but still young enough to be excited about it, and writing music that meant more to them than anything they’d done before.

Rumors had swirled for years after they announced their break up. None of them saw it as a breakup, more an early retirement that let them focus on building their lives. Fans and media alike hadn’t stopped coming up with other reasons for it: Gareth had been in love with Eddie for years and finally said something which caused friction, Jeff’s wife had threatened to divorce him if he didn’t take time off, Frankie had a drinking problem that was spreading like a viral disease.

None of it was even close to true.

The one and only reason for all of them was that they wanted to focus on their families for a while.

They stayed in touch, almost more than when they were on tour together. Jeff and Gareth lived in the same neighborhood, and Frankie bought an RV so he could come visit as often as he wanted. Eddie had traveled for a very extended honeymoon with Steve for nearly a year before finally settling an hour away, halfway between his favorite people and Steve’s favorite person.

They still played together at least once a month, a full set and any new stuff someone brought with them.

So when they all agreed it was time to come back and record a new album and do a tour, it wasn’t really a reunion so much as an excuse to be even closer for a while.

The label was thrilled, willing to give everyone their own tour bus so their families could come with them for the US part of the tour.

One thing none of them were prepared for was the media following the announcement.

“Is it true that you only just reconciled after years of legal battles about rights to songs?” A journalist from Rolling Stone asked.

Gareth snorted. “Not even a little, dude. We’ve been best friends this entire time.”

“So there was never any issue with Eddie being the most famous?”

Everyone looked over at Eddie, who was making faces at his youngest daughter at the side of the stage. Jeff leaned into his mic and gestured over to him.

“None of us have ever had a problem with him being the face of the band. We’re here to make music and perform, not fight over who gets to be in the center of pictures,” he said. “Plus, none of us would wanna deal with what he deals with on a daily basis. He’s not that interesting, I promise.”

Everyone laughed as Eddie turned back to the crowd with a smile. “I’m super boring. Just ask my kids.”

"So you don't mind that he gets creative control?" Another reporter asked.

They all shared looks with each other before Eddie leaned forward into his microphone to answer.

"I don't have creative control. We all share it. We all share everything. That's the point of a band like ours. Sometimes I know what sounds best for a guitar solo, sometimes Jeff does. Sometimes Gareth writes a chorus that people will sing along to, sometimes Frankie does. We've never had any of that lead person bullshit no matter what the media wants to show," Eddie drummed once on the table. "Are there any questions about the upcoming album and tour or is everyone here gonna keep asking about shit that isn't true?"

"Language!" Steve yelled from the side of the room.

Everyone laughed and Eddie waved him off.

They got more questions about the album and the tour and it finally seemed like everyone was done asking about band politics until the very end.

"So will Eddie still be the lead guy for the reunion?" Someone from the back asked.

Eddie banged his head against the table.

"Alright, thanks everyone! We'll see you on tour!" Gareth yelled as he pulled Eddie's arm so they could all exit the stage.

"They want us to hate each other so bad," Frankie shook his head.

"Look at this face," Gareth said as he grabbed Eddie's jaw in one hand, squeezing his cheeks until his lips pouted out. "Who could hate this face?"

"Shit!" A small voice exclaimed from behind them.

Eddie turned to see his youngest daughter smiling up at him and Steve standing next to her with his hands on his hips.

"You're right, sweetie. Daddy's in deep shit," Eddie leaned in to kiss Steve's cheek. "And he is so sorry for breaking the no bad words rule today. He really is."

"Our fearless leader appears to be absolutely fucked," Jeff said as he started to walk towards his wife and kids.

Gareth trailed behind him in search of his own family.

Frankie punched Eddie's shoulder. "Good luck, big guy."

"Everyone hates me, call the media and tell them they were right," Eddie pouts.

Steve rolls his eyes and picks up their daughter, walking away.

Eddie turns to his twins. "Well, you guys don't care if I say shit."

"You said worse while getting ready this morning."

"And I'll say worse again! Let's get out of here."

[sillymommy6969]

.𖥔 ݁ ݁ ˖ 𝕺LD & LOVING YOU ᝰ! M.B.

˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ synopsis: manon is the eldest member of katseye and an old soul at heart, she appreciates a lot of the smaller things in life. she can be very chaotic, especially around her roommate--but eyekons have noticed she seems to soften when she’s around you, almost like she can already picture the rocking chairs and dusty photo albums

warnings: none, fluffy moments, yt video format (ver. 2.0)

MANZN/N BEING AN OLD MARRIED COUPLE HITTING THEIR 50th ANNIVERSARY (tw: WUHLUHWUHS)

103.2k likes | 910k views | 18th Jan, 25

˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ Clip one: [ VLOG ] Yoonchae’s Graduation (0:36)

Much to Sophia and Lara’s dismay, you and Manon—the two most tone deaf members when it came to the kitchen—were tasked with preparing the food. Neither of you knew a thing about anything related to food, so you were sure this was going to be entertaining for the fans.

“Manz, can you help me tighten this?” you asked, spinning around to peek at her over your shoulder. You flashed her the cutest look you could, your eyes wide and lips pursed.

“Not the puppy dog eyes, I’m not a monster, a ‘please’ would’ve worked.” She rolled her eyes with a cheeky smile, but took a step closer anyway. She wrapped the straps around your waist snugly, tying the end into a neat bow before patting you on the ass briefly. “There we go.”

[ getting some real old married couple energy from this ngl ]

The two of you read the instructions aloud, Manon��s sharp eyebrows furrowing as she hovered over your shoulder. The two of you stood oddly close together, despite the kitchen being rather spacious and aerodynamic.

[ these wuhluhwuhs can’t stand two seconds apart ^^ ]

“Wait, Manzanita, we need to oil the seaweed before we roll it up,” you called, watching as she halted her actions of rolling the gimbap up. She shot you a look, wordlessly pleading for help as you chuckled at her expression. You cleaned your hand of the teriyaki sauce you were coating spam masubis in, bumping her with your hip gently to nudge her away.

She watched your hand work the rice and seaweed swiftly, your fingers a line of oil across the sheet before rolling it up. The camera angle switched, to one closer to your faces.

Manon’s eyes could be seen darting between your fingers and your focused gaze, then down to your lip, tucked between your teeth as you carefully cut the gimbap into slices. The subtle gesture didn’t slip past the fans’ sharp eyes, the moment being famously known on tiktok as the moment she earned herself the nickname, “Meret ‘Marry Me Eyes’ Manon”.

You organized them neatly. “Okay, how does this look?”

She smiled, her cat eyes softening as she nodded. “They look amazing. I can already imagine Yoonchae’s precious little face beaming at us, she loves this stuff.”

[ need domestic manzn/n injected into my veins right neow ]

Eventually, Sophia, Daniela and Lara would pop in after finishing up with the rest of the decoration. As Daniela pestered you for the cookie dough you were spreading them across a baking sheet, Manon, in a chef hat Lara sets on her head, came to help usher Daniela away with a long wooden spoon. Sophia sneaked a gimbap into her mouth, urging for Lara to come join her as the Ghanaian woman did her best to clear the room for you to finish up.

[ it’s like watching parents trying to cook with their kids :,( ]

˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ Clip two: [ WEVERSE LIVE ] n/nzini Kickback (50:17)

“What! I’m not the loudest—member,” Daniela yelled, catching her own voice level before burying her face into your shoulder as you laughed. You stroked her hair, “Aw, poor Dani. Hey, the good thing is, I always get a heads up before you come into my room ‘cuz I can hear you down the hall.”

She slapped you in the arm, letting out a dragged whine. “That’s so mean! I’m not even that loud.”

“Lying’s a bad habit, kids, don’t learn from megaphone over here.” you pointed at her, chuckling at the harsh thrashing of her raised feet against your back. The two of you were sat sprawled on the floor of your practice room, the two of you came in to learn some tiktok moves for PR day tomorrow. You decided to stream the last couple dances to your fans for fun, now, the two of you decided sit and take a break.

user01 y/n’s so sassy she always serves cunt and insults you

user02 she’s turning into a mini manon w the comebacks

user03 damn she won’t let my girl dani breathe

“I’m not even the loudest one in the house, Manon always fucking screams your name for no reason.” Daniela whined, but the judgemental look you shot her immediately made her realize the words that came out of her mouth.

She squealed, leaning off frame as you eyed the camera with a dropped jaw. “No, not like that! Oh my—I meant, she’ll call for you like a million times even if you just leave for the bathroom.”

“Okay, I’ll give it to you. She does do that.” you teased.

“I’m telling you guys, she’s like one of those parrots that repeat singular words, but it’s just Manon chirping y/n’s name every couple seconds,” Daniela giggled, “She’s such a drama queen, like she acts like she’s dying when y/n leaves the room.”

user04 she’s so real for that though like

user05 manon is me. i am manon.

user06 no cuz i would also want to be around y/n all the time

“Oh my God, the first time we went to the Philippines to visit Sophia’s family, we had to double up to share rooms,” Daniela began, “So we were going with our roommates, like, the ones we already have in the dorm, so Manon and I were together, it was Sophia and Yoonchae, and then Megan and y/n bunking together with Lara on the floor, but then Manon threw this huge hissy fit and like got on her knees and begged me and Megan to let me and y/n switch.”

“It was actually really dramatic ‘cuz I was in the room right next door,” you added, “Don’t worry, guys, I made it up to Dani with a big tub of Ben ‘n Jerry’s ice cream.”

“Totally worth the ten nights of Megan snoring, ‘cuz it was cookie dough flavoured.” Daniela sighed, looking up, as if imagining the tub in her hands again. “Anyway, we got home and she would have a clothing rack in between our beds and y/n would be forced to sleepover for the next five nights before she was allowed back to her own room.”

You groaned, “Oh my God, I twisted my spine permanently.”

“Yeah, well, at least Ms. Drama Queen was happy. She’s quiet and not Sophia’s problem when she’s happy, so Sophia always uses y/n as a scapegoat when she doesn’t feel like dealing with Manz’s theatrics.” Daniela snorted.

“Yeah, well, whatever makes my queen happy.”

user07 MY QUEEN?? Y/N YOU’RE DRIVING ME INSANE???

user08 it’s pulsing her name in morse code

user09 This made my hole weak-I mean my whole week

user10 manon trained her girl well

[ SHES SO UGH I NEED HER I NEED HER I- *gunshots* ]

˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ Clip three: [ iHEARTRADIO ] Katseye’s Feature

“So y/n, your motorcycle photo shoot with Teen Vogue last week. I saw you did a shoot with Yeonjun from TXT, and the internet has been going insane for you lately!” The host said in a teasing manner, the other girls joined in, letting out ‘oohs’ and muffled whistles at the mention of your shoot.

There was a particular photo from the shoot that went viral:

You were both posed around a motorcycle, you stood in front, leant against the bike. You were told to pretend you were putting on the fingerless leather gloves, toned torso exposed with a belly chain across your waist. In a sheer black top that just hugged your chest and saggy silver track pants that had a mercury textured look to it on. You had a motorcycle helmet on, your alluring eyes seen through the flipped visor. Yeonjun was in the back, dressed in his own outfit, leaning over the seat was shooting the camera his signature cat-eyed glare.

“That photo shoot was really good, but I had my dad sending me screenshots of it on Teen Vogue’s magazine,” you joked, “He saw us on the cover, he got every copy at that store.”

“It was so cute though! You showed me the selfie he sent you, he was holding the magazine up and he had the biggest, most innocent, smile I have ever seen but next to him were you and Yeonjun half naked posing. It was adorable.” Sophia added.

“Yeah, he’s very proud. I’m pretty sure that picture’s on my family fridge right now,” you hid your face behind your hands, “My parents just have a photo of me and Yeonjun on our fridge, my cousins tell me they always see it when they come over for holidays. It’s super funny.”

“Yeah, fans loved seeing the alternative style on you-”

[ such an understatement that shoot changed lives ]

“-It’s pretty different from Katseye’s aesthetic,” the host then asked, “you say it’s more similar to your personal style, or do you prefer a softer look?”

“I actually really enjoyed the looks we got for that photoshoot. Yeonjun and I were asked to represent HYBE in that magazine edition, it was like some idol catalogue they did for every company.” You hummed, “They had us do like a random draw of which company got which concept and Yeonjun’s lucky hand drew the biker one. I feel like Lara and I have similar taste in fashion, and this was definitely up my alley. I got to borrow some accessories, and I had a lot of fun with Yeonjun.”

The host nodded, chuckling. “Who did you borrow from?”

The girls all collectively glanced over to Manon, who already had a tongue poking on the inside of her cheek. The host raised an eyebrow, “What did you lend her, Manon?”

[ THE ICONIC CHAIN BRO THIS WAS A MONUMENTAL MOMENT FOR EYEKONVILLE WHEN IT DROPPED ]

“My belly chain. I remember her coming and asking me for it, I popped open my collection and gave her my favourite. For luck.” She shrugged, “Never take a bad photo with it on.”

“And y/n delivered, not ‘cuz of the chain,” Daniela teased.

“Thanks to Manon, I got a lot of praise for the shoot, so… I owe it to her for that good luck rubbing off a little on me.”

“Just so ya’ll know, those pictures are also hung up on our fridge in the dorm,” Lara added, “So, yes, I do have a half-naked y/n judging me when I come get food the thousandth time in the same day.”

“I got a personally signed copy right above my bed,” Manon said, “I kiss it goodnight every night before I sleep.”

“Yeah, right before you kidnap the real thing and kiss her goodnight,” Megan scoffed, earning a laugh from the room.

[ wish i had a half-naked y/n hung above my bed :,( ]

˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ Clip four: [ VLOG ] Touch - Behind the Scenes (04:16)

“I like the wardrobe we got for this music video. I’ve been in so many fits I wanna just bag up and take home so far,” Manon told the camera, tinkering with her hair in her reflection in the lens. “This one is by far my favourite for sure.”

She was in a denim dress, her goddess braids done up in a high pony, a stellar tiara necklace dangling around her neck.

On came you, in a denim tube top and black leather skirt with buckles around it. You were wearing a white button-up, your outfit underneath, awaiting to be shown. Megan and Yoonchae were guided back to hair and makeup to freshen up from the last scene, and the studio was growing chilly. You grabbed the nearest outerwear you could, landing you a dress shirt.

“Hey, I was looking for you,” you chimed.

Manon tilted her head, “Why, am I supposed to be somewhere? Oh sh—crap, am I in trouble?”

You chuckled, “No, no, you’re not in trouble. Yoonchae brought the instant camera, I wanted to get a picture with you.”

“Well, I’m chilling with the eyekons right now,” she pointed at the camera, looking between you and the lens. “You should come chat, we can take a lot of photos later.”

“But you look so good right now, I want it to last forever,” you pouted, “And a photo lets me remember it forever.”

Manon smirked, “Oh, yeah? What about this outfit you got on, hm?” She tugged at the collar of the dress shirt, fumbling with the buttons. “I mean, I love the outfit you had on before, but woof, this is giving like sexy office siren, y’know?”

She smoothed out the creases in the shirt, wolf-whistling.

[ you walk into a y/n’s number one fangirl competition and you see manon bannerman (you’re cooked) ]

You chuckled, “I got cold, they have the air conditioning cranked on full blast in there, I was gonna turn purple if I didn’t put something else on.”

“Oh my God, you should’ve said that earlier,” Manon sighed dramatically, “They have that rack of really furry pimp jackets somewhere in wardrobe, we could’ve gotten one for you.”

“This does the job, plus I was going for that ‘sexy office siren’ aesthetic.” You pouted, winking at the camera before blowing them a kiss. Manon shot you a faux look of disapproval before hooking an arm around you.

“At least button it up properly, so you’re warm.”

She began doing the buttons up on your shirt, you went to protest, but she was quick to silenced your complaints.

“That’s much better now, isn’t it?” She chuckled, watching you shoo the camera a pout at the shirt buttoned straight up to your neck. “Honestly I prefer you like this.”

[ okay ms. over-protective gatekeep her then… ]

˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ Clip five: [ WEVERSE LIVE ] n/nfiz Cooking (23:18)

“No, please step away from the pot, y/n.” Sophia scolded sternly. You pressed your lips together, taking a step back with your hands held up. “You almost set that on fire.”

“It’s liquid, how would I set that on fire?” you bit back.

user01 sophia going into mom mode is so real

user02 sophia’s getting flashbacks from that time y/n and kara tried baking on live at 3am and set the fire alarm off

user03 aww baby’s first fire <33

The door could be heard slamming faintly in the back of the live, both of your heads shot up to glance over at the doorway leading to the living room in hopes of catching a glimpse of who walked onto the foyer.

When neither of you could see, Sophia turned to you.

“Dani’s not gonna be home till tomorrow, right? She’s staying with Lara and Rhea tonight?” she asked.

You nodded, “Yeah, I think it might be Manz.”

Sophia looked back over to the doorway, her hand still stirring the pot. “Manon?” she called out, “Is that you, Manon?”

Both of you paused to listen in, when there was no response, you called out, “Manza?”

“Yeah?” Manon’s figure suddenly popped through the doorway. Sophia groaned, flashing her the stink eye. “Really? You’re not gonna answer my two calls, but y/n says your name once and you’ll immediately get summoned?”

user04 only answering to her wife come on now

user05 i just know manon keeps that girl on a leash

user06 MANON YOURE NOT SLICK BRO

“Yeah, you’ll probably yell at me for something, y/n’s so sweet and nice, she’d never yell at me.” Manon came onscreen, noticing the livestream setup. She waved to the camera, her arms hooking around your neck as your hand finds her waist. She pressed her cheek against yours, grabbing a piece of your dinner and putting it in her mouth.

“Do you guys see what I deal with everyday?”

[ those are my parents fr--happy 1 year of manzn/n content! ]

[gay-dorito-dust]

Fiquei completamente apaixonada pelo imagine que você fez do Logan/Wade/Reader, queria muito outro assim, nada em especial, só mais sobre o relacionamento dos três (I'm really bad with requests, sorry)

(Rough translation by google: I was completely in love with the imagine you made of Logan/Wade/Reader, I really wanted another one like that, nothing in particular, just more about the relationship of the three) if it’s translated something within the request wrong, let me know.

Emotional support isn’t either Wade nor Logan’s strong suit. one made a massive joke out of everything, even his own feelings, while the other suppressed them unhealthily.

So needless to say if emotional comfort is what you were after, you were unfortunately out of luck but that didn’t mean that the pair were about to leave you to suffer alone during such a rough time in your life. Wade and Logan will find a way to help you anyway they could.

Wade would insist that you both have a spontaneous day where you’d do anything that came to your mind without judgment. You may or may not end up making dick cookies together in the kitchen whilst wearing your matching unicorn onesie pyjamas, covered in flour and other stuff.

Ass slaps -consensual of course- are a common occurrence between you, Wade and Logan…well mainly you and Wade…but Logan will gently tap your ass before kissing your forehead, meanwhile giving Wade the hardest slap that would leave a hand shape bruise that would last a week.

Cuddles are something that’s also frequent in your relationship with Wade and Logan but most -if not all- of the time you were in the middle of the both of them, leeching off of their warmth like the parasite you were but you were living the life.

Wade doesn’t care whether he’s the big or small spoon as either way he gets to be close to you in some capacity, where as Logan likes to be the big spoon so he could keep you safe and protected, always sleeping with his back to the door so that if anything were to happen they’d have to get through him.

Wade’s petnames for you are:

Cutie patootie with the booty

Peanut (something he also calls Logan)

Pookie/pookie bear

Sexiest person alive

Logan’s petnames for you are:

Darling

Sweetheart

That’s pretty much it as he’s not too overly worried about petnames, where as Wade has a thousand more up his sleeve that he pulls out of nowhere.

You and Wade would sometimes blatantly check out Logan whenever he’s shirtless and doing his one thing while you and Wade laid on the floor, feet kicking in the air as you both admired your hot partner. (Logan is very aware of what you two were doing but didn’t have it in him to say shit)

Dog pool is basically your, Logan and wades child and she is spoilt the fuck by the three of you for being the cutest dog you’ve ever seen. You dressed her up as Mary Poppins once for Halloween and now you have albums upon albums filled with pictures of dog pool in cute doggy costumes. This is her cannon event.

Logan has nightmares and would often act all cold and distant afterwards but you would gently grab his arm and pull him in for a comforting hug. ‘Don’t walk away,’ you said, ‘please we can figure this out together okay? You’ve been alone long enough, don’t for yourself to fall back into old habits when you’ve got two people who care deeply about you and want to see you okay.’ You add as you rub your hand up and down his back reassuringly until you manage to ease him back into bed and fall asleep on top of his chest so he doesn’t move.

You press kisses to Wade’s face and call him handsome, gorgeous, cutie, all sorts of names that have him feeling soft and fuzzy within his chest because he’s aware of how he looks, but you loved him unconditionally and would even help him with toupees and whatnot, though not before telling him that you find him attractive how he is and wouldn’t want him to change for anyone.

You got a lot of kisses and cuddles from him later because you had no right being that fucking cute!

[starlostseungmin]

husband!jeongin

✰ notes: this is 2 days late but jeongin’s here!! thank you so much to that jeongin biased anon who read my husband minho headcanon and for giving me this idea!! i appreciate you so much <33 not proofread. DO NOT FORGET TO REBLOG, COMMENT AND LEAVE TAGS! thank you <33

seungmin , chan , lee know（ jeongin ）han , changbin , felix , hyunjin.

ꔛ

Husband Jeongin who tripped when he got down on one knee just to propose. You laughed at him but said yes at the end. He got embarrassed so you gave him the sweetest kiss on the lips which he gladly returned passionately.

Husband Jeongin whose Hyungs got emotional the moment he’s officially married. Chan and Hyunjin cried the most. 

Husband Jeongin who got a full sponsor from Chan throughout your wedding to your honeymoon because he was generous and loves to spoil Jeongin. You too. 

Husband Jeongin who is clumsy and gives you secondhand embarrassment but the amount of love still remains. He tripped at the bowling alley after rolling the ball on your date. Not once but twice. 

Husband Jeongin whose idea of dates consists of watching movies at the cinema, shopping, eating at your favorite restaurants, and spontaneous travels. 

Husband Jeongin who scams you with his cuteness just to make you buy him some stuff, especially his type of shoes and he feels like he’s on top of the world when you do. He goes for the weird ones with style. 

Husband Jeongin who buys you your favorite albums even though he jokes around that you’re cheating on him with another group rather than his own. 

Husband Jeongin who loves shopping and stealing kisses inside the fitting room cubicles while you are changing. You weren’t used to it as it leaves a blush on your cheeks. 

Husband Jeongin who loves taking selfies with you. In this marriage, you are the photographer and he’s the model but at the same time, he loves taking pictures of you, especially candid ones. 

Husband Jeongin who loves food, and rates them with you based on their tastes. 

Husband Jeongin who takes you out on a night stroll while eating ice cream you two bought from the convenience store nearby. 

Husband Jeongin who is the reason for your cuteness aggression that makes you want to smooch and cuddle him all day. He can’t resist any physical touch from you anyway. 

Husband Jeongin who can’t cook to save his life so you taught him how to yet still fails. You both just laugh it off. 

Husband Jeongin who respects your beliefs and never judges them. 

Husband Jeongin whose love languages are gift-giving, quality time, and physical touch. 

Husband Jeongin who lets you sleep on his shoulder, on his lap, or just use his body as your pillow. He doesn’t mind and doesn’t say anything but initiates cuddles to make you more comfortable. 

Husband Jeongin who gets angry when someone upsets you and is the type of person to do something back so no one could touch you again. 

Husband Jeongin who can’t keep up for a long time being not okay with you after an argument and proceeds to apologizeーhugging you tenderly as he whispers that he loves you. 

Husband Jeongin who doesn’t want to be away from you for a long time and misses you the most when he goes abroad to work. He’ll call you when he gets to the airport or when he’s not busy. 

Husband Jeongin who loves kids but doesn’t pressure you to have one with him.

Husband Jeongin who tries his hardest in this relationship to give you the love you deserve but you insist that he doesn’t need to put in a lot of effort because he is already enough and the heartwarming things he does with you are considered as reassurance. 

Husband Jeongin who is a baby and still a baby for you even if he insists that he’s already a grown-up. His Hyungs would argue otherwise. 

Husband Jeongin who has a precious smile and adorable laugh. He has a lot of cute sides and whines like a kid in a good and acceptable manner. 

Husband Jeongin who is always true about his feelings for you and never lies. 

Husband Jeongin whom you love the most in the world and swore you’ll protect him at any cost. 

Husband Jeongin who promised to love you forever and never hurt you which you’d do too. 

✰ taglist: @notastraykid , @ameliesaysshoo , @l3visbby , @reignessance , @lix-ables , @skzfelixlove , @rachabreathing , @hyunverse , @minluvly , @sleepyleeji , @starseungs , @midsoulz , @oddracha , @armystay89

©️ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍 , 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.

[no-goodbyes-no-regrets]

This started as a shitpost but then after the basketball game/badge vs badge SWAT ep I decided to make it a thing™

Tommy and Rocker twins let's gooo

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"So... you've met my family, you know my friends... when do I get to meet some of your people?" Buck asked.

They were lounging on Tommy's sofa, making the most of their shared day off, some gameshow on tv that neither were paying much attention to.

"My people?"

"Yeah. Your friends, family, your parents..."

"My dad is an asshole, you know that. And my mother died when I was 12." Tommy replied with a shrug, hoping that was the end of that conversation, but the look on Evan's face told him it wasn't. "I have an aunt and uncle who moved to Michigan not long after I enlisted, a cousin in Vegas and one in New York... and some aunts and uncles in Italy that I haven't seen since I was a kid... And you've met Sal and my crew at Harbor."

"No siblings?"

"I uh... yeah I have a twin brother. He's seven minutes older." Tommy told him after a beat.

Buck sat up.

"You have a twin? Why didn't you tell me? Does he live in LA? Can I meet him? What's his name?"

Tommy sighed.

"We're... We kind of drifted apart over the years. His ex didn't like me much and we're both busy with work and stuff..."

"What does he do? Is he a pilot too?"

Tommy smiled.

"No, he's always preferred to keep both feet on the ground. He's with the LAPD."

"He's a cop?" Buck asked, a mischievous grin spreading over his face. "I'm going to ask Athena if she knows anyone named Kinard." he grabbed his phone from the coffee table. "What's his first name?"

"Donovan. But she won't know him as Kinard. He goes by Rocker. He hated our dad more than me."

"Donovan Rocker?" Buck asked and Tommy nodded. "We were Donny and Tommy as kids."

"That's kind of cute. Do you have a picture of him?"

"Upstairs probably. In the albums from my grandma's place." Tommy told him, making no move to go get them. "Give me your phone, I'll see if I can find a more recent picture of him."

Buck handed his phone over and waited as Tommy typed something and scrolled.

"There. That's him. In the middle. That's his team."

"He's SWAT?"

"Yep. I enlisted, he enrolled in the police academy. He's married to the job."

"Sounds like someone else I know." Buck said with a wink.

Tommy tried and failed to look offended.

"He's even more married to the job than me. Ever since he took over as team leader a few years ago, he's put everything into it." he explained. "He texted me a couple of months ago saying his divorce had finally gone through and we went out for a beer. It was nice to catch up."

"Did you tell him about me?" Buck asked with a grin.

"I hadn't met you yet actually. It was a few days before Howie called me."

"And you didn't invite him to the medal ceremony?"

Tommy shrugged.

"It was no big deal. He probably had to work. And when we talked he mentioned he was seeing one of his coworkers but they were keeping it on the down low for now." another shrug. "I didn't want him to give up time with his new love. His ex was crazy, he deserves to enjoy this."

Buck nodded, deciding not to dig into why his boyfriend thought getting a medal wasn't a big deal or something to invite his brother to.

"So let's invite them over here for dinner sometime. I'll cook, you get to scope out your brother's new girlfriend, and I get to meet my boyfriend's brother."

Tommy smiled.

"You've got the whole thing planned out already haven't you?"

"Maybe... But is that so bad? I want to meet your brother, I want to get to know your friends... Your people..."

"I'll ask him." Tommy promised and got up to grab his phone from where he'd plugged it in to charge. "Oh. That's right." he mumbled when he unlocked it. "The badge vs badge thing is coming up."

"The what now?"

"LAFD vs LAPD. Sports events. To raise money for charity." Tommy explained. "They're doing this now instead of the calendar."

"Oh the firefighters calendar? Did you know Chim got picked for that a few years ago? Eddie and I both tried too but only he got picked. Mister April."

"Yeah. I was June."

"What?! You were on the calendar?"

"Yeah. Lost a bet. Kind of." Tommy shrugged. "There's a basketball game on the 17th. I don't know if Don... Rocker is playing. I'll ask him which events he's doing. Maybe we could meet up with him there and grab a beer after."

"Sure. Sounds good. I promise I won't try to break anyone's ankles for getting too close to you." Buck joked. "Now please tell me you have a copy of this calendar and I won't have to ask Chim for his."

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[push-tet]

what I've done

The town of Veronaville is one built on little love and one big feud. For years, the Capp and Monty clans have been at each other’s throats; yet this hatred cannot stop the younger generation from crossing borders and falling for one another. Will their actions bring both feuding families to ruin, or spark reconciliation? Can their love truly heal such deep wounds?

Wouldn't you like see Veronaville in entirely different light? K-he.

WHAT’S NEW:

Added a massive storyline! The familiar Сapp, Monty and Summerdream families will be seen in a whole new light🌟

Added three brand new families with their own stories and secrets! 🌟

Added some new and special townies. At the end of the town album there will be a list of townspeople who have biographies and memories, so no need to add/resurrect literally everybody on your lot. 🌟

Added 20 new community lots + remade the old ones as well 🌟

DISCLAMER AND TRIGGER WARNINGS!!!

This hood is not a retelling of Shakespeare's plays, nor is it a mere makeover of the Maxis’ Veronaville. Think of this neighborhood as an alternate universe.

The Neighborhood contains themes of: fantasy, s*icide and self-harm, body horror, OC X CANON (?)

I may have (unintentionally) spoiled some of your favorite simmies… 

ISSUES THAT I AM AWARE OF:

Some townies’ memories could disappear. It happens even with the mod that forbids the townies from losing their memories. I don't know what the reason is so I recommend checking them before you play the game, namely, by going into the family and teleporting the townies to the resident lot. If the memories are already gone, then please re-download the hood.

Hoodchecker might show some minor errors connected to the wrong memory subjects. This was intentional so don't be alarmed! It doesn't affect your game in any negative way.

Don't try to resurrect Julien Cooke. Just forget about him.

Oberon originally had an overlay with a mechanical prosthetic. But for some reason in some testers’ games the overlay was affecting Oberon's complexion, turning his skintone white… So I removed the overlay entirely. You can add it back if you wish!

RECOMMENDED MODS AND PROGRAMS:

Cyber Parts by @themeasureofasim (optional, Oberon’s prosthetics)

Restore Default Names for Sims in Subhoods (if you intent to play a subhood version of it)

🐸DOWNLOAD MF - SFS

THE CONTENTS:

VD01 ENG is a main hood; contains some of my CCs.

VVBS CC is an archive with some custom content from me for the hood (consists of: some cosmetics, contacts (in the masks section) and one female haircut).

VVBS SUBHOOD is a subhood with two major differences from the main hood: it does not contain pictures from Storytelling folder (so the nhood is less heavy) + you can pick and choose whether you want it with or without my custom content.

EXTRA CONTENT folder is not necessary to download; it contains some extra stuff from my project. This file is locked, but you can gather the password in main hood itself through the storytelling pictures and a little game in the community lots (you can find the rules of this game in the description of 2 Pentameter Parkway lot). Think of it as a reward for your attentiveness!

If you find any errors or bugs, just let me know! THANK YOU!

idk what to put in here so that dads' ranking

P.S. Destroy this town with your crazy ideas. :))

Well, the English version of this interactive fanfic is finally OUT!

I have Pahleen (translation) and @f1shart (English editing) to thank for that! And I also want to thank the many wonderful testers and people who supported my project!🌹🌹

I will continue to post materials about this neighborhood on this blog, but I also have plans to expand this universe, so for that I created a blog @vv-bs so you can follow the development of the project!

[lotte-s-web]

Rockstar!Hobie x reader though 😩

The album covers for some of his playlists are pictures of your lips and chin, or bare shoulder where his hands are, or if you’re a female, his hands on your tits from behind HDJSNJSJS

Random shout outs during shows or concerts and looking straight at you as he says literally anything that makes the crowd go wild

Fucking in his dressing room after a show with his adrenaline still pumping, his black lipstick smudged around his lips and your neck covered in marks that shows what messed it up

EVEN BETTER IF it’s BEFORE A SHOW

He probably wears makeup (personal head cannon where he does Smokey eyes or eyeliner during shows) and so imagine BEFORE A SHOW

His lipstick smudged, and marks around your neck as you find a place in the crowd and he proudly stares with a smug smirk HDHSJSJSJSJXJJX CLAWING AT THE WALLS

(Sorry for yapping)

NONONONON ACTUALLY THANK YOU FOR YAPPING I LOVE IT WHEN I GET STUFF LIKE THIS IN MY INBOX

aghh where do i even begin with rockstar hobie... he's just so hdghsgbsdhsdvfhsdfvshd

his album covers are always photos of you without your face showing, always with a mark of him on your skin. whether that be his hand on your shoulder, his thumb pulling down on your lower lip, or black lipstick smeared all over your neck. he LOVES to show you off in subtle but loud ways

amidst the loud, angry and grating music his band usually produces, he makes songs just for you, showing off his love for you to every one of his fans. of course, people swoon over it, but only you get the full context of his lyrics. there are cheesy, romantic songs, just as well as there are cheeky ones. every song winks at you, references you and whispers lowly in your ear another inside joke that nobody but you and hobie will get.

oh and he's not above using your voice in his tracks. he'd record your moans and have them play in the background of his songs if you'd let him (see record). he records your laugh and little funny things you say to use them as producer/artist tags at the start of his songs. he thinks you just make his songs so much better; he'd take any chance to include you.

backstage fucking with him is always intense, exhilarating. seeing you supporting his music and singing along to his lyrics always gets his blood pumping downwards, his energy no longer directed at the show he was trying to put on.

he'll drag you out of the crowd between shows and take you somewhere where his bandmates know not to cross. one thing leads to another and suddenly, he's taking you against the wall with one hand over your mouth and another pulling your hips back against his.

he's breathing down your neck, keeping his pace fast and hard, determined to make the both of you cum as soon as possible. after all, he has to go back on stage in 15 minutes, he doesn't have all day. he has your mind all mushy, your nails scratching desperately at the wall as you near release.

he regrets having to leave you after you've both came, having to hastily clean you up; it's less than you deserve. but the fucked-out smile on your face and the messy, smudged black lipstick adorning your jaw, neck and lips almost makes it worth it.

he always kisses your cheek as he leaves you, handing you a signed guitar pick and winking at you. he shouts that you should do this again as he re-straps his guitar, not bothering to even fix the smudged eyeliner and lipstick across his lips. you say it won't happen again, but it always does.

SIGH rockstar hobie one chance god please

[wcters]

𝗜 𝗖𝗔𝗡 𝗗𝗢 𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗔 𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗞𝗘𝗡 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧

pairing: matt sturniolo x fem!reader

word count: 1.1k

summary: when you think you’re ready to give matt’s stuff back and move on, one question from his brother breaks you

warnings/notes: part two of ‘Polaroids’, angst, established relationship, mental health mentions, kissing, thank you to everyone who wanted a part two! this is for you 💋 also based on ‘i can do it with a broken heart’ by taylor swift because the new album is amazing 🤍

You always thought of yourself as resilient. You pushed through hard times and tough situations even though you felt like you couldn’t. You hear the phrase ‘fake it till’ you make it’ your whole life from your parents . . . So that’s what you did. You put on a fake smile and pushed through. You only let yourself feel every once and a while, while the rest was spent pushing it down.

With Matt, you never had to do that. You always had someone there to let you know you were okay . . . That you weren’t alone. He was there holding your hand and grounding you, he was there being your shoulder to cry on and held you when you broke down. For years, you weren’t alone. Now you were again, and you needed him.

After that night you put the last few polaroids from your wall away, you pushed your feelings to the back of your mind like you used to. You felt like you had been tricked ━━ like you had been fooled. You didn’t hate him . . . You were just unknowingly putting the blame on him because you felt embarrassed.

You went out with your friends acted like you were having fun, dancing and smiling for pictures while you felt like you were dying inside. You answered Nick and Chris’s texts with fake ‘I’m okay’s’ and ‘I’m fine’s’. You were now the one tricking everyone else. No one seemed to catch on that you could see. But Matt did.

He saw how your smile didn’t quite reach your eyes, how your hands would be gripping a glass to the point where he knew it would make imprints into your palm. He saw how you used your punctuation when you answered his brother’s texts and how he heard your voice when they FaceTimed you (they thought he was asleep). He knew . . . He would always know.

It was a couple months after you had finished packing his things that you still had away when you decided it was time to drop them off. At that point in time, you were too focused with acting like you were okay to realize you weren’t actually ready. You didn’t realize it until Nick asked you that one question.

Your knuckles banged against the wooden door as you waited. You saw that Chris and Matt were out from one of Chris’s snaps he sent you, so you thought you could get it over with now and not have to face your ex-boyfriend. There were footsteps before the door was opened and there stood Nick. You smiled at him, and he smiled back. He knew something was wrong but it didn’t solidify until he saw your face.

Your eyes were sunken ━━ under eyes black like a buildup of cried-up mascara. Your face was pale, the rosiness of your cheeks Nick was always jealous of was like a fading memory. You looked almost . . . Hollow. A facade of your old self. He decided not to say anything, at least not yet. “Would you like to come in and set that down? Matt and Chris are out.” He told you. You nodded, not wanting to talk just yet incase you broke down.

You two made your way up their stairs, walking into the kitchen and putting the box on the kitchen. You resisted to look around or sit down like you used to. You weren’t his anymore, this wasn’t your second home anymore. “Want a coke?” The brunette asked you. You replied with a small ‘sure’ and stayed where you were. You were handed the coke and Nick went to sit down, looking at you as if to to tell him to follow him. You did.

You two sat in silence for a minute before you started the conversation. You were confident enough you weren’t going to sound like you wanted to cry. You didn’t want this to be any more awkward than it already was. You two talked about things ━━ family, friends, things that have happened. You don’t know how long you were there for, but soon enough your drink was finished and you were excusing yourself. Nick was following you to the stairs when he spoke up.

“Are you okay?” Nick asked you. You froze. Were you? You had tricked yourself into thinking you were okay because you acted like you were fine . . . But you weren’t. A sob broke through your lips and he grabbed you and pulled you in. You knew you would feel embarrassed if you could think about anything else but the feelings you had pushed down breaking through the dam you had put up. “Oh honey.” Your knees shook and Nick continued to hold you even as you fell to the floor. You ignored the pain that flared in your knees.

“I miss him.” You cried, knuckles holding on to him as if he would disappear if you let go. “I miss you too.” This time, the voice came from behind you as you turned around to see the boy who still had your heart. Now, you felt embarrassed. But also relieved that you weren’t alone in feeling like absolute shit. Matt nodded to Nick and Chris who showed up with Matt who then left leaving you and Matt. You continued your sobbing and Matt joined you on the floor. He pulled you into his lap and just held you, whispering things you couldn’t hear over the sound of your cries into your neck.

Matt was hurting as bad as you were, but he knew you. He knew you had been holding everything in. He knew you needed to let it out more than he did. He never stopped you or interrupted you once, just rubbed your back and told you to breathe every once and awhile. When you finally stopped, you looked up at the man who was holding you.

He had tears in his eyes. “I’m sorry.” You apologized, moving to get up and wipe your tears. “Don’t be sorry.” His hand stopped you, keeping you where you were. “I was an idiot. I never should have hurt you the way I did. I made a promise, and I broke that. I’m sorry.” You could feel his hands against the sides of your face. You smiled softly, a tear joining the ones stained in your face. “I don’t want my things back. I want you back, and want you to keep them. I want the Polaroids up on your wall, the smell of your perfume permanently on my sweaters, and you the evidence of you in my life. I want you.”

You pulled him into a kiss, your feelings being let out. You were letting him know how you were feeling. “I love you, Matt.” You whispered as your forehead pressed against his. “I love you so much,” you laughed, “I love your shoes at my door, the smell of your hoodies, you.” He smiled. “Glad we’re on the same page with that one.” He joked as you let out a quick laugh.

“Just shut up and kiss me, Matt.”

“Yes ma’am.”

[mxnsxngie]

Picture Perfect

Warnings: little bit of language, suggestive content, Wooyoung is a pervy creep for his best friend, spying with cameras, invasion of privacy, suggestive photos taken without consent, masturbation, underwear stealing

⚠️Minors do NOT interact with this au⚠️

Word Count: 1128

Authors’ Note: I’m backkkkkk! Surprise bitches!! Don’t know how much writing I’ll do, but this was a long overdue drabble for my Mae baby and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I’m sure she will! Hope to get more content out as I can!

“Woo, stop it!” you giggled, playfully swatting at him as he took pictures of you, trying to get him to stop. The smile and blush on your cheeks gave away you were embarrassed rather than angry and he could tell

“But you’re such a good subject to shoot” he pouted with a giggle as he finally lowered his camera, giving in to her request

“It’s embarrassing” you laughed, thankful he stopped, leaning against him on the couch with a sigh of relief

“Fine fine. But it’s a shame really, you take great photos” he teasingly winked as he got up, taking his camera with him

“I’d believe you if you actually let me see the pictures” she laughed, raising a brow at him

“Maybe one day” he said as he headed to the spare room they had that he’d set up as a dark room. But he couldn’t show her. At least not most of them. And definitely not any in his dark room.

He smiled as he looked at the pictures that had finished developing, carefully taking them down and looking at them with a groan “the prettiest pictures, and sweet little bunny has no clue how pretty she is” he mumbled to himself, carefully stacking a variety of compromising pictures he had taken of you.

Ones of you changing clothes, you drying off after a shower, ones of you getting yourself off (he could still hear your sweet moans as he snuck that one), one’s taken up your skirt he’d managed on a couple of occasions (including one where he got really lucky and you didn’t have any underwear.

And you had no idea. Not a clue that your best friend and roommate was a little perv and completely obsessed with you. And thankfully you’d never know, he’d forbidden entrance into his dark room and thankfully, with your knowledge of photography, you understood why. Or you thought you did anyway. And how lucky he was that you hadn’t caught on to his pictures, the hidden cameras in the apartment, or the few pairs of underwear that had gone missing.

He sighed as he slumped into the chair he had in there, palming himself as he looked at one of his favorite pictures of you. You were on your bed on your back, head thrown back as you fucked yourself with a dildo and a vibrator in your other hand on your clit.

“So perfect” he mumbled as he pulled out his cock and grabbed one of the pairs of underwear he had stolen from you from next to the chair, sniffing it with a sigh before wrapping it around his dick. He groaned as he started jerking himself off with your underwear wrapped around his cock, enjoying the feeling of the soft fabric around him.

As he was getting close, an idea popped into his head. He set the photo in his hand down and got out his phone, snapping a picture of himself jerking off, his dick wrapped in the pretty black fabric. He moaned quietly as he came, snapping another picture, this time of your underwear stained with his cum and his dick weeping from his orgasm. After taking a moment and cleaning himself up, he made sure to put those photos in the locked folder that he had for stuff like this and left the room, you none the wiser to his actions.

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That evening, you two are setting up for a movie night when the door rings, your delivery arriving. “I got it!” Woo says, jumping up and setting his phone down, forgetting to lock it.

“Thank you!” You smiled, leaning back and starting to get the movie pulled up when you saw his phone unlocked. You were about to lock it when something caught your eye. A photo album was open on his phone. Picking it up, you looked and your eyes went wide. The most recent picture was taken earlier that day. His dick, right after he had cum, and something wrapped around it.

You zoomed in on the photo, gasping as you realized what it was. Wrapped around his dick was a pair of your underwear. A pair that you had noticed went missing. That you had chocked up to losing it to the abyss of the dryer. But there it was, in his hand and stained with his cum.

You heard him shut the door and quickly sent the photo to yourself, deleting the proof sent and locking his phone, setting it done and going on yours to scroll.

“This smells so good” Wooyoung groaned with a smile as he sat down beside you, divying up the food.

“It does! Let’s get this started” you smiled, taking your food and starting the movie. Oh the plan you had to call him out.

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The next evening, you were getting ready for another movie night, trying to figure out what to watch.

“Let’s get pizza, can you order it?” You asked as you handed him your phone, unlocked so he could find the app.

“Yeah, of course. What kind do we-” he said, cutting himself off, staring at your phone.

“What? What’s wrong?” You asked, a loom of concern on your face.

“I. H-how did you get this?” He whispered, his cheeks flushing as he turned your phone to you. Staring him in the face was the picture he had taken of his dick and your underwear as your home screen.

“Oh that? I found it yesterday when you were getting food. Should really make sure to lock your phone” you said nonchalantly, smirking as you put a piece of popcorn in your mouth.

“Look, I am so sorry. I-” he stammered, trying to think of an excuse.

“Don’t be. Only thing you should be sorry about how bad you are hiding this” you laughed.

“Wait- what?” He asked, head tilting in confusion at your statement.

“You really are a terrible snoop. You gotta up your game” you smirked, putting your hand in your pocket and pulling out one of the cameras he had hidden in your room, setting it down in front of him.

“Y-you’re not mad?” He asked, staring in shock at the camera and completely perplexed by your reaction. No trace of anger on your face, he had seen that so he would know. Instead, there was just a sense of knowing and you seemed to find this, funny? He couldn’t figure out why. Until the next words left your mouth and left him completely surprised.

“Why would I be? I’ve been doing the same thing as you for months” you smirked “but you never figured that out. So like I said, gotta up your game” you winked with a laugh at his face. Truly picture perfect.

Tag List: @maeleelee @imagine-a-life-like-this @babyboyquokka @acrylishly @hobasimp89 @cadenonlinelive @l3visbby @kpop-in-new-albion @i-love-ateez @thatfavouritesong @smally97 @hwaslayer

[megumiluvv]

It’s Christmas. You’ve almost forgotten about it and rush next door to Choso’s apartment, Yuji’s gifts in hand. You carefully place them under the tree and start to grab your gift for Choso, yet pause to look at the tree.

The ornaments are so pretty and sweet. Mostly items that Yuji has handcrafted for school projects, but also some old ones of Choso’s. An old elementary photo of him catches your eye and you smile. His little kid face is so adorable, but the lack of tattoo across his nose is a little surprising at first. Maybe because you’re used to him with it.

Choso walks into the living room from his bedroom and smiles. “When’d you get here?”

“Just now, still have to bring your presents, so look away.” You smile as he starts to cook breakfast, the Christmas cookies you all decorated a few days ago still in a container sitting on the counter.

You return to your apartment and grab Choso’s gift, you hope he’ll like it. You hide the small box in your pocket and head back to the apartment next door. Choso’s cooking and Yuji’s still asleep, so you continue with the plan you and Choso made last night, grabbing Choso’s boots and a sieve and powdered sugar to make it seem like Santa had visited overnight.

The footsteps lead from the front door to the tree, then lead to the cookies and milk that were set out, then back to the door. Choso looks over and frowns a little.

“Still think the floor will be sticky when it’s time to clean.”

“Quit whining, Yuji has to believe it.”

“The snow would already be melted before he even reached our apartments, we’re under an awning.”

“He doesn’t know any better. He’s too young for practicality, okay?” You huff in exasperation.

“Yeah, yeah, I hear you.” Choso sighs and sets the table. “Sukuna and Uraume should arrive soon.”

Just then, a knock comes to the door. Before either of you could answer, Sukuna opens the door, always walking in like he owns the place. He sees the “snow” and carefully avoids it, knowing better than to mess with Yuji’s image of Christmas.

“He’s still at that age?” He grumbles.

“Huh, speak of the devil and he may come.” Choso mutters to himself. You giggle and help Sukuna set the presents under the tree.

“Is it snowing out there?”

“Yeah, colder than Uraume’s freezer settings.” Sukuna grumbles once more.

“That’s an exaggeration.” Uraume rolls their eyes and sits on the couch beside Sukuna.

You go to wake Yuji and smile at the cute Christmas pajamas the boy is wearing. He clings to you, half-asleep as you carry him out of his room. The moment he sees the presents, his eyes widen, and he believes good Saint Nick stopped by even more when he sees the footprints you created.

“Santa came!” The boy shouts excitedly, hopping from your arms to the tree, looking back at Choso excitedly. “Can I open one? Pleaseeee?”

“Eat first, kiddo, then we can have presents.” You smile and help Yuji to his seat.

He hurriedly eats breakfast and sits at his favorite spot on the couch, trying to hide his excitement for the presents. You set his presents out in front of him, then do the same for the presents for Choso from Sukuna, saving yours for later.

“Woahhh! I got a Human Earthworm poster!” Yuji grins widely. “And spider-man stuff!”

“Damn kid and his spider-man.” Sukuna ruffles Yuji’s hair and smirks as the boy complains.

Choso looks at the present from Yuji, you can see his eyes watering at the little gift. You sit beside him and lean your head on his shoulder, looking at the handmade present. Yuji (with the help of you) made a photo album for Choso, a bunch of pictures from this year’s adventures, and a handwritten note from Yuji saying how Choso is “the best big brother ever in the history of the universe”.

“Yuji, this is so nice, thank you.” Choso barely contains his emotions as he hugs his little brother, much to Yuji’s protests.

You smile softly and stand. “Let’s go play in the snow, yeah?”

Yuji nods excitedly at that and puts his snow boots on. “Yeah!!”

After a long day in the snow and a snowball fight Choso loses, Sukuna and Uraume take their leave and Yuji sleeps in his bedroom. You and Choso clean the wrapping paper mess and the footprints of powdered sugar off the floor. You grab a fake mistletoe plant from the tree and grin to yourself.

“Choso, look up.” You hold the mistletoe over your head.

Choso smirks and places his hands on your waist. “You do understand what that means, right?”

“Mmmhm! That’s the whole point. Now don’t ignore the Christmas tradition, Choso Claus.” You giggle.

He presses his lips to yours and you wrap your arms around his neck, eyes closing and a contented hum escaping your throat. You both hold the kiss for a moment and when you pull away, you place your present in his hands. He opens it carefully and smiles at the locket in the box. Inside the locket is a photo of you and Yuji, you thought it was a little much, but Sukuna said he’d like it.

“…I really like this, thank you.”

Feeling accomplished (and very relieved), you smile and give him a chaste kiss. “Merry Christmas, Cho.”

“Merry Christmas indeed.”

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ok first of all hi reign !! how do u think the jjk men (in the eden u au) are about nudes? like do they send them, or would they only do so if reader asked, and if it’s not greedy enough for me to ask 😖 what kind of stuff would they send?

Gojo:

Bro has an album locked and loaded specifically for goth!reader. He saved his faves from the past and also made new ones where he wears goth inspired costumes with his abs on show and dick waving

Most of them are goofy. Like he does the helicopter thing, he does really cheesy overly pornographic moans and stupid lines because he can’t take himself seriously and he does it more just to be berated by goth!reader

When he is serious however, it’s only when he’s been driven to madness. Usually when reader is punishing him for being annoying by putting him in a sex ban or something

He’ll try to hold out as his own way of rebelling and standing up for himself but eventually, he can’t take it anymore, his knees are literally wobbling

Gojo sends a video and it’s the whiniest, most depraved, desperate, pathetic thing ever and he’s humping the bed whilst smelling a piece of clothing from reader and he’s all like, baby please -ngh- come on I’ve been good! I already said I’m -ha- sorry! Can’t you just sit on my -oh fuck- face? Just for a little bit? I won’t touch myself, I promise! Okay I lied fine, I will touch myself but you don’t even h-have to sit on my face, just show me your pretty face, and your pussy, but mostly your face!

Geto:

Very seductive nudes. He sends videos of him jerking off in low lighting, either at his desk in the office or in the garage, sat on his bike

Very aesthetic, doesn’t really go out of his way to make it so high quality and artistic, it just happens to be

Doesn’t ever send them out of nowhere. Really more for when the mood switches on text or something. He reads the room essentially

He does expect something back in return tho

Choso:

He starts sending after art!reader starts. Art!reader would drop hers randomly, just to tease him and drive him crazy, pushing him further and further until he tries to take revenge by sending a video of him aggressively jerking off, whimpering from the shame and embarrassment

Finds it generally uncomfortable to take nudes and send. And when art!reader encourages him, he’s not really sure how to do them, so they come off in weird angles, lighting, and poses

Has to ask his friends and cousin and they all give him terrible advice about how you just take a pic of your peen and let the ladies drool over it

He’s thinking, that doesn’t sound right

Will just ask art!reader how she likes it

Toji:

Boy is a nude EXPERT a connoisseur if you please

Man also has them locked and loaded. He’s taken them everywhere Jesus Christ. There isn’t a place on campus (and in adulthood) where he hasn’t taken them. If there’s enough privacy, he’s rubbing himself and fishing out his dick to snap a pic

But when he really wants to tease, really wants to get her wet and on edge, then he does pics that aren’t nudes, not really because they leave so much to the imagination

It’ll be shirtless pics of him in the gym, sweaty and shiny, and in his shorts is an unmissable hardness. He also sends videos but it’s in complete darkness, and all you can hear is his low breaths, groaning and a movement somewhere, the sound of rubbing, with just a little bit of wetness…and then reader’s name groaned just barely audible

Oh yeah, he’s an expert alright

Nanami:

Only starts sending after reader. He was very concerned with privacy and all of that. He even warned her not to send anything, especially not with her face in the picture/video. Eventually though, with just how many she sends, and often, he becomes frustrated and sends her one to silence her

It’s clumsy, blurry, terrible angle and lighting

But that’s what makes it so hot

He never sends out of nowhere, only when reader asks him to. And she always has specific requests like oh can you moan my name Ken? can you do it with my panties? ooh tell me some physics fact? narrate a chapter of that book you’re reading as you jerk off please please please

And he does as she asks

Every.

Time.

Sukuna:

Doesn’t send them. Neither does reader tbh. They both much prefer the real thing over nudes. Generally speaking, neither of them have much of a sexual appetite outside of each other, so it just doesn’t really happen

But if Sukuna did send nudes, they’d be very aggressive videos where he’s fucking his hand, imagining it’s her face, and he’s telling her, see what you did to me? you just gotta be fucking difficult, don’t you? this is what’s gonna happen to that pretty face when I get my hands on you

It’d be so scary highkey but reader would only smile to herself and think, what a piece of shit waste of space monster of a person, ugh he’s adorable