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[yxngbxkkie]

just a fight (b.c)

hello!! it's been an extremely long time since i've posted any fics on here (or written them)! but i finally got the inspiration to write one for our lovely chris 🤭 i saw a tik tok from the new album intro and came up with this idea. i hope you all like it 🥰

feedback is greatly appreciated 🥰

It's about the fourth time in an hour that Chris has checked his phone, the frown on his lips staying there as there's still no texts from you. He releases a sigh before attempting to refocus on the task at hand; recording.

The two of you have been in an argument for the past two days. Longest time the two of you have spent angry at one another. You didn't argue often, so Chris is becoming a bit panicked when you don't text him on the third day.

“Hyung,” Changbin's voice snaps Chris from his thoughts, turning in his chair to face the younger member. “Is everything okay? I've never seen you this spaced out.”

Chris provides a fake smile, going to reassure him that everything is okay when his phone vibrates. He picks it up immediately, his heart dropping a bit when it's not you. He swipes away the notification without any thought, not really in the mood to converse with anyone.

“I'm okay, I guess,” he mumbles, setting his phone back on the desk. “Uhm, Y/N and I had an argument three days ago and…” Chris trails off, biting his lip to stop himself from crying.

“Have you tried calling?” Changbin asks, motioning for the other staff to give them a minute alone.

Chris blankly stares at the computer screen, moving the mouse around idly. “I get sent to voicemail,” he tells Changbin, not moving his gaze once.

“I'll try calling. This can't go on any longer. You can't work like this,” Changbin sighs, standing up from the couch. The younger member pulls his phone out of his pocket, finding your contact before calling your number.

Chris can hear the phone ringing, his heart beginning to beat a million miles a minute in his chest.

“Bin?” Your voice comes through the receiver, causing Chris to gasp lightly. He finally looks over towards Changbin, seeing him hold his phone out.

Take the phone. He motions, holding the device out to him. Chris hesitantly takes the phone as you continue to call out for Changbin.

“Y/N?” Chris calls out your name just after Changbin leaves the studio. He can hear your breath hitch at the sound of his voice, and he begins to think you might hang up. “B-Before you hang up… can we talk? Please?”

Silence fills the space as he waits for your reply. He swallows the lump in his throat, wondering if he's fucked up one of the good things in his hectic life.

“I'm really sorry, y'know? I've always had the habit of keeping shit to myself. You can ask the guys,” he starts to apologize, staring at your contact name. “I was doing really well on keeping you in tabs of everything, but these past few weeks have been pretty stressful. And, I know that's not a great excuse, but being cooped up in the studio hours on end has brought me back to my old ways. I should've told you what's been going on, but I promise, if you don't leave me that I'll change. I don't want to lose you.”

His heart is in his throat as he waits for you to say something, anything. When he hears you start to cry, his first instinct is for him to run to your apartment. “Baby–”

“How are you so perfect?” You whisper loud enough for him to hear. You sniffle and clear your throat before speaking again. “I should be so mad at you, Chris. But, you– you make it impossible to stay mad.”

“I'm sorry?” He mumbles, furrowing his brows in confusion.

A chuckle comes from your end, and his heart skips a beat. “It's okay. Uhm, are you busy? Is it okay if I come to you, or,” You offer to meet up, making Chris's heart race.

“Y-Yeah, no, yeah, you can come by. I'll let the front desk know. Text me when you get here?” He asks, a smile coming to his lips for the first time in three days.

“Of course, handsome. I'll see you soon, okay?” You reassure him.

~

You're nervous as you walk into the JYP building. You know everything's going to turn out okay, but for some reason, the nausea is still there. The receptionist clears you through, and you step into the elevator. After pressing the button for the floor Chris is on, you decided to take some deep breaths.

Your phone vibrates in your hand, seeing a single heart emoji text from Chris. Your heart flutters in your chest, beginning to believe that everything will be alright. The door to the elevator opens up, and you step out, walking in the familiar direction of the studio they're using.

When you round the corner to go down the slim hallway, you find Chris standing at the studio door. You stop in place, meeting his dark eyes. The first thing you notice is the bags under his eyes. A frown comes to your lips at how exhausted he looks.

“Baby,” you mumble and start walking towards him.

“You look good,” Chris smiles at you, his eyes a little glossy. “I missed you so much.”

Both of you wrap your arms around one another, embracing tightly. You tightly grip the shirt he's wearing as he takes in the scent of your perfume.

“I missed you, too, baby,” you sigh, combing your fingers through his hair with your free hand.

Chris holds on to you as if you'll disappear once he lets go. He moves both of you into the studio before shutting the door, giving you some privacy.

You pull away from him, keeping your hands on his forearms as you look back up at him. “Everything's gonna be okay, okay?” You reassure him, gently stroking his arms.

He nods his head, clearing his throat before wrapping you up in his arms again. “I honestly thought that this was the end, y'know?” He mumbles into your neck, kissing the skin lightly.

“I'm in love with you, Chris. I don't ever want this to end,” you tell him while massaging the back of his head.

His hands slip under the hoodie you're wearing, a breathy sigh leaving his lips at the feeling of your soft skin. You bring your hands to his face, making him look at you before your lips meet his.

Chris moans into the kiss, his grip on your waist tightening. “God,” he mumbles, pulling away for a quick second. He reconnects his lips to yours, putting some more passion into the kiss. “I love you.”

You can't help but giggle, resting your forehead against his. “You make me feel like I've got a high school crush, you know that?” You ask him while placing one of your hands to your chest, feeling how fast your heartbeat is.

“I feel the same about you, baby,” he grins, dimples on full display. Chris grabs a hold of your hands as silence fills the room. He intertwines your fingers, keeping his gaze on them.

“You okay, baby?” You ask him quietly, squeezing his hands. “Talk to me.”

He lifts his head, the smile still there, and he nods. “I'm okay. I'm just– really happy that you're back and that we're okay,” he releases a deep breath, bringing your hands to his lips, peppering the backs of them in kisses.

“I'm afraid you're stuck with me,” you joke with him.

“I wouldn't want it any other way, baby,” Chris pulls you close to him, capturing your lips in another kiss.

~

tagging: @strawboorybunny @reddesert-healourblues @spacegirlstuff @like-a-diamondinthesky @prettymiye0n @foxinnie8

[collidescopeeyes]

Hey so I'm kind of in a tm-not-so-good place right now, so if possible can I get a Heartsteel Aphelios x reader who's dealing with a narcissistic/emotionally abusive parent? Or if possible it's Aphelios and their S/O but they also have the rest of the Heartsteel members and Alune to help them through it. As you can see by the request, I'm dealing with this right now and i kinda need the comfort, thank you!

As someone whose dealt with far too much of that myself recently, my heart goes out to you anon ❤️ hope things get easier soon.

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You have ‘hey, are you awake?’ typed into the chatbox, thumb hovering indecisively over the send button, for a good fifteen minutes before Aphelios messages you. You aren't expecting it–it’s almost midnight, and Phel might be a night owl, but he also has a job. Part of the reason you'd been reluctant to text him–he’s busy, and you'd hate to wake him.

‘You okay?’ the text reads. You spend a moment wondering why he'd ask that, and then realize if he was texting you this late at night he also would have seen your typing notification hovering there for god knows how long. Which also means pretending you're fine is probably out of the picture as well–even if he didn't know you were visiting your parents this weekend, he's always been had a knack for seeing straight through you. May as well be honest, then.

‘not really tbh’ you type back. ‘like I'm fine I'm just…….blehhh. y'know.’

‘Want company?’ comes the immediate reply, because Phel puts sugar to shame. Too sweet for his own good, probably, because he really shouldn't be driving around at fuck o’clock at night to keep you company– ‘I missed you :(‘ comes the follow up text, neatly defeating the argument you were just building up in your head.

‘...can I come over?’ you ask anyway. ‘i don't really want to be at home right now’

‘ofc. I'm already putting my shoes on, I'll see you soon ❤️’

You send a heart back, click your phone off, and stare blankly up at the fading afterimage of the bright screen against your dark ceiling. You have no idea what time you'd gotten home, but you'd had about enough energy to crawl into bed and not much else. As such, you're pretty much still dressed, plus you're pretty sure you have clean clothes at Phel’s place. Even if you didn't, you'd steal one of his shirts to sleep in and Alune would have something to lend you in the morning. You're pretty sure she likes dressing you up, or at least, she has a habit of leveraging her industry connections to get amazing deals on clothes she just happens to think you'd look cute in. Kayn likes to joke she's trying to steal you away from Aphelios.

A knock on your front door startles you to attention, followed by jingling keys as Phel lets himself in. How long had you been zoning out for? He lived like fifteen minutes away, and it felt like it'd barely been five. You drag yourself out of bed as he pushes open your bedroom door, and even in the dim light from the street lamp outside your window you see him smile when he sees you. Immediately, you're wrapped up in a hug, and you feel him press a kiss to your hairline. The anxious knot that's been in your chest ever since you left this weekend eases a little, and you clutch at his hoodie trying to absorb that feeling. He smells like fresh laundry and comfort and home.

“...hi,” you offer after a moment, your voice slightly muffled from where you're pressing your face into his chest. You lean back, reaching over to fumble with your lamp so you can actually see him. “You got here faster than I thought, sorry.”

He shrugs. “I was at Yone’s, the bands having a movie night,” he signs. “We can join them, if you're feeling up for it, or we can just go back to mine and chill. It's up to you.”

You blink up at him. “What movie?”

“The mummy series,” he signs. “Ez is getting super offended, it's really funny.”

You huff a laugh. “That sounds…perfect, actually. You're sure nobody will mind?”

He waves a hand at you. “Of course not, the guys love you.” A smile curves your lips, and he pauses, a fond look in his eye before he ducks his head to press a kiss to your lips. “Not that I wouldn't be happy to monopolize you, but, y'know.”

You laugh. “I think Alune would have words about that.”

He shrugs. “Gotta flex my older brother privileges sometime. You good to go?”

You glance at your still unpacked bag, then nod–that was a tomorrow problem. Maybe the day after. His car is parked outside, still warm from the drive over–he must've cranked the heater for you, because left to his own devices Aphelios wouldn't feel the need for a jacket in a walk in freezer.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He signs as you pull out onto the quiet streets, one hand on the wheel.

You sigh deeply. “It's…nothing new, and I probably should've expected this because this is what always happens, but…I dunno, I was hoping we could have a mature conversation this time? But no, same old song and dance. Nothing is ever their fault, and if I get them to stop deflecting long enough to actually admit they did something wrong, I must only be bringing it up because I'm an terrible daughter who's just trying to hurt them, and then the whole thing turns into a big confrontation when all I wanted was…I dunno, some acknowledgement that ‘hey, that was a fucked up thing I did,’” you gesture vaguely at the dashboard, frustrated, and then deflate with a defeated sigh. He reaches over and squeezes your hand in wordless comfort. You offer him a weak smile. “It's fine. I'll be fine. It's just…exhausting, you know?"

He nods, and with a final squeeze you let his hand go so he can sign “I'm sorry. It's not fair, and you deserve better.” He glances at you, brow pulled together in worry. “If you ever need anything, comfort or company or help, I'm here for you. We all are. Doesn't matter how late it is or how far away you are, I'll come running.”

You probably shouldn't try to kiss him while he's driving. “Thanks,” you say instead, voice soft. “I…can't tell you how much that means to me.”

He smiles, but if he has a reply his hands are occupied pulling into Yone’s driveway. Still, he's not driving anymore, so that makes it fair game to lean across the console to kiss the life out of him.

--Right up until you hear Yone's door open. You break apart, only to see Alune standing on the doorstep, hands on her hips. She signs something too fast for you to catch in the dim streetlight, and then flounces back inside. Phel laughs, and you look at him curiously. “She called me an attention hog,” he signs, chuckling.

You laugh. “Well, we better not keep her waiting.”

The sound of the movie filters in as you enter the house and make your way to the living room, coupled with familiar voices and laughter. “--and codex style books weren't even invented until the Roman Empire!” Ezreal is arguing as you walk in, gesturing at the screen animatedly. “It would’ve been a papyrus scroll!” A chorus of greetings sounds over the tail end of his sentence, apparently dismissing what's no doubt the tail end of a long rant. They're scattered around the room–Alune and Ezreal on the long couch, K'Sante and Yone in the twin armchairs on either side, Sett lounging on the beanbag in the corner and Kayn laying directly on the carpeted floor, ankles crossed on the edge of the couch and watching the movie upside-down.

“He's been going on like this the whole time,” Sett informs you by way of greeting, grinning.

“Someone has to hold Hollywood accountable for their blatant disregard for historical accuracy!” Ezreal insists hotly, before fixing you with a pleading look. “Back me up here, you think papyrus scrolls are cool, right?”

“Pretty cool, yeah,” you agree. Alune animatedly gestures you over to two free spaces on the couch with a beaming grin, which you have no doubt she pulled rank to acquire. Kayn offers you a wave as you step over him.

“I saved some snacks,” she whispers as you settle by her side, Phel on your other. True to her word, she has a bowl of chips in one hand and a punnet of chocolate dipped strawberries in the other. Ezreal tries to sneak one of the latter while she's distracted, only for her to whip her head around and give him a narrow eyed look, to which he immediately begins to feign stretching instead.

“How was your trip?” Yone asks. You must make a face, because he frowns. “Ah. My condolences. Family matters are often... uniquely troubling."

You wince. “It was…not great, yeah. I don't...really want to get into it.”

“I'm just putting this out there, but if you want someone vanished you can just say the word, I know a guy,” Kayn offers from the floor.

You stifle a laugh. “Are you the guy?”

“Me or one of my siblings,” he qualifies. “Depends, how many people you want killed?”

“You cannot keep threatening to sic your family members on people you don't like simply because your father teaches all his foster children martial arts,” K'Sante points out dryly.

“It's not just because of that,” Kayn argues. “It's part of the pact–everyone gets one favor, no questions asked, everybody has to chip in if they can."

“And you…haven't used yours yet?” Yone asks skeptically.

“Nope,” Kayn says cheerfully. “I covered up my fuckups and achieved my numerous impressive exploits by my own merits, thank you.”

“I do not need anyone killed,” you confirm.

“Yet,” Ezreal corrects sagely, only to interrupt himself with an aghast gasp. “He's reading hieroglyphs in the wrong direction!” he cries, pointing accusingly at the screen. Phel puts an arm around your shoulder and pulls you into his side, and like this–snuggled up with him, surrounded by your friends and terrible movie–it was suddenly a lot easier to believe everything was going to be okay.

[manonblaqkbeak]

A Little Tumble

Rowaelin month Day 6: Misunderstanding Leading to Disaster. @rowaelinscourt

I hope it's okay that I'm posting this a day early, I have a busy weekend ahead and I don't trust tumblr's queue system tbh lol.

I can't wait to read everyone's stories and see what everyone does, I feel like I'm never on here anymore but I couldn't stay away for rowaelin month. I love this little tradition of ours!! Rowaelin forever <3

cw: forced kisses, teenagers being dramatic (although not about the forced kiss because that would be horrible), injuries and mentions of sex but nothing graphic and me attempting to be humorous because nothing super disastrous happens lol.

1700 plus words. Sorry for any grammar errors :)

Please enjoy!!! Xx

Aelin couldn't stop crying. She had been crying for an eternity now, or what felt like it. And everything hurt, from her eyes to her toes as she sobbed and sobbed.

She hugged her pillow tighter as she heard her phone vibrate on her nightstand. She didn't need to look to know that it was Rowan. Her phone had been buzzing for ages now. She was sure her phone would soon freeze from the force of all the notifications she was getting.

She should block him. She should, but she couldn't move her arms. She breathed in the scent of Rowan's aftershave that clung to his pillow.

He wouldn't be sleeping in this bed next to her anymore. Wouldn't buy her iced coffee every morning on their way to school, would no longer would there be talks about their futures. No more of him buying her favourite snacks as study aides. No more calling her 'Princess'.

She no longer had a future with Rowan Whitethorn and her soul broke at the realisation.

A soft knock rapped against her bedroom door, and her mother's voice filled her ears. “Aelin, sweetheart, can I come in? I just want to talk.” Aelin nodded, her throat too sore to speak. “What happened today, at school?”

Fresh tears left Aelin's eyes as she made herself speak the horrible truth. “Rowan broke up with me.” Her voice was raspy.

“What? What do you mean that Rowan broke up with you?” Evalin asked.

“He dumped me, mum. He dropped me for Remelle Frost.”

“Are you sure?” she had never heard her mother sound so confused.

“Yes! I saw him kiss her!” Just saying it out loud made her cry even more, if that was even possible. Her mother came closer to her, running a smoothing hair along her hair. Her phone buzzed again. “Can you please leave me alone, and take my phone with you?”

“Okay, sweetheart, but I'll be downstairs if you need me.”

Aelin just nodded and her mother left, taking Aelin's phone with her.

Aelin closed her eyes and sobbed some more.

X X X X

Aelin woke up to the sound of knocking—not on her door, but her bedroom window. She lived in a two storey house, so that only meant one thing; someone climbed the tree next to her side of the house and was standing on the roof.

Aelin sat up and saw Rowan outside her window, his face desperate as he knocked again. Like she was fucking blind and couldn't see him there. At some point it had started to rain and he was drenched.

Anger shot through her at the sight of him, that he would come here after everything that happened today.

She left her bed, her blankets tangling around her legs but she managed to stand up straight as she unlocked her window. “What do you want, Rowan? To rub it in my face about your new girlfriend? Because I don't want to fucking hear it.”

Rowan's face crumpled at her anger. “Aelin, please, I can explain. There's been a misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding?” she hissed. “I saw you kiss Remelle.” Bile raised in her throat at the words, at the image that zapped through her head. Remelle's hands clenched in Rowan's school blazer, her lips on his. “If there's a misunderstanding, then I don't want to hear it. Go to your new girlfriend and leave me alone!” Aelin ripped off her beloved promise ring and threw it at him. He flinched as it hit his face and tumbled off the roof.

Aelin heard her parents voices echoing, asking her if she was alright, and then they were there, at her bedroom door, watching Rowan as he watched her.

“I didn't kiss her!” Rowan said, pleading. “She was talking about how she's leaving during the summer to go to a new school and that she didn't want to leave with no regrets and she kissed me. Forced herself on me, actually. I pushed her off. Lorcan saw the whole thing, he can tell you what happened. Please, Aelin, let me in.”

“I don't believe you.” Even though it did sound like something Remelle would do—and Aelin was aware that Remelle was leaving, and was ecstatic when she heard the news. She and Remelle had never gotten along, not even in kindergarten.

“Please, text Lorcan,” Rowan begged, his own eyes filling with tears. “He doesn't like you enough to lie to you.”

That was definitely true.

“Rowan, you should come inside, before you hurt yourself,” Aelin's dad, Rhoe, interjected. He ignored the glare Aelin sent his way. She was willing to text Lorcan but she didn't want Rowan in her room, not now.

Aelin went to ask her mother for her phone when her parents gasped and swore, and when Aelin turned around, Rowan had fallen off the slip of the roof and was on the ground.

Aelin had never run so fast in her life.

X X X X

Waiting in the urgent care felt like an eternity—which made Aelin dub this day as the longest day in her life.

But soon Rowan was walking out towards the waiting room—towards her—when Aelin noticed the cast covering his right forearm. Tears sprung up in her eyes at the sight.

“I'm okay,” Rowan said as he sat next to her. “No concussion, no bleeding on the brain or anything, just this eyesore for the next eight weeks. Thank the gods that summer has started, at least.”

“What about work?” They were both employed at the Stag Rose Grille as servers and were going to use half their weekly paychecks to go towards their trip after graduation next year.

“Doctor gave me a sick note, and I have a lot of personal leave saved up.”

Aelin nodded and they sat in silence, even as the loudness of the urgent care lobby surrounded them.

“I called Lorcan as I was waiting,” Aelin said after a moment, and Rowan's dark green eyes snapped towards her tear swollen face. And his heart broke at the sight, at knowing that she had cried so much over him. “And he told me what happened, about Remelle. I'm sorry that I didn't believe you, and I'm sorry that she forced herself onto you. Are you okay? We can go to the police and report it, I'll be with you every step of the way.”

Rowan leaned over and kissed his girlfriend on the cheek. “I'll be okay. And I just want to forget that it happened. I've already blocked her on everything—I should have years ago.”

“I blocked her, too,” Aelin said, “but not before I gave her a piece of my mind.”

Rowan knew Aelin, and knew that what she said wouldn't have minced words. “What did you say?”

Aelin's answering smile was the very definition of pleased. “That if she ever came back here or ever contacted you after what she did, I was going to set her on fire.”

“Aelin! I think that's considered a felony.”

“What she did to you is a felony! Besides, she called me a cunt and said I was insane and that she would torch me if she ever saw me, so I think we're even.”

Rowan snorted, even though it made his head throb a little—he had no concussion, but his head was definitely a little sore.

Aelin yawned and looked ready to pass out. “You should tell your parents what happened, I know they're away for their anniversary weekend, but they would want to know before they come home to an unexpected insurance bill.”

“I'll tell them later. Let's get you home.”

Aelin smiled and kissed him on the lips. “I like the sound of that.” As they slowly made the way to Aelin's car, she said, “I also like the idea of ordering an extra large cheese crust pepperoni pizza, with garlic dipping sauce.”

Rowan smiled. “You drive and I'll order.”

X X X X

It was midnight when Evalin checked in on Aelin and Rowan, the young couple clinging to each other in Aelin's queen sized bed, Rowan's cast resting on one of Aelin's many pillows.

The room stunk of garlic and cheese and she slowly made her way across her only child's room to open up her window to let in some fresh air.

As Evalin made her way towards Aelin's nightstand where the last of the pizza remained, Aelin's eyes cracked open.

“Sorry about today, mama.” Her voice was still a little strained.

Evalin reached down and kissed her daughter on the forehead and smoothed her hair away from her eyes. “It's okay, I'm glad it worked out for the best. And your father found your ring, by the way, it's in the kitchen, drying after its wash.”

“Thank you.”

“Get some sleep, you've had a long day.” Aelin nodded and closed her eyes.

Evalin grabbed the pizza box and froze at the sight of Aelin's bin.

She knew that Aelin and her boyfriend had made up after the events of today—they had been dating for three years, after all, and Aelin was very open about their relationship— it was the reason why Aelin's TV was so damned loud earlier, but she hadn't expected to see three condoms on top of the waste bin.

“Mama, if you keep looking at them like that, your eyeballs are going to fall out,” Aelin said, her eyes still closed. “Rowan got too excited—”

“I don't really need to hear the rest. Goodnight, love.”

Aelin chuckled. “Night, mama.”

Aelin's bedroom door closed and Rowan groaned beside her. “Did you really just tell your mum that I came too early?”

Aelin chuckled again, her boyfriends face a little red from the embarrassment. “She won't judge, she'll just tell me to cover them up next time like I normally do. Besides, she knows everything that we've done. And she's walked in on us, too, remember?”

Rowan's groan vibrated the bed. “No. I had made myself forget.”

Aelin smiled at how bright Rowan's face had become and pressed a great, big smacking kiss on her boyfriends cheek. “Goodnight, buzzard.”

“Goodnight, Fireheart.”

Aelin rested her cheek against Rowan's bare chest and fell asleep to the sound of Rowan's strong heartbeat and the light drizzle of rain.

[gracies-baby]

Hey!!! Can you write a Gracie Abrams x female reader. The reader is a couple of years younger than Gracie. She is 20, an actress and comes from a rich family in Italy. The reader is known to be a bad girl and a player. She changes girls like she changes he clothes basically but she is very kind and adorable deep down. and then when she meets Gracie, y/n falls in love with her actually and is not a player anymore but Gracie was only with her as a dare to break her heart as no one has before. Angst with a happy ending.

Begin Again

(Gracie Abrams x Reader)

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Breaking! Italian actress Y/n L/n and American singer Sabrina Carpenter call it quits after 3 month relationship! Fans heartbroken after this news

Comments:

We all knew this was coming. Hardly news worthy.

I give her a week before she's got someone new.

She's literally only 20 and she's had like 20 different girlfriends 💀

"They all think I'm a slut" Y/n rants to her friend as she reads the comments on the article.

"Who cares what they think? Your fans love you. These people just need to hate on successful women to feel accomplished" her friend, Jenna replies.

"I dunno, what if they're right? I mean, I do date a lot more than any other 20 year old" Y/n continues, stopping when she gets a notification from instagram, seeing someone had messaged her.

Gracieabrams

Hey, I know you don't know me and we've never spoken at all but I just wanted to see if you were okay? I heard the news. Breakups are hard. I also wanted to see if you maybe wanted to have dinner with me sometime?

"Gracie Abrams just asked me out" Y/n says, showing her phone to Jenna.

"Seriously? Go! Say yes!"

"I just got out of a relationship though. What are people gonna say?" Y/n asks as she nervously stares at her phone.

"It doesn't matter. All that matters is your happiness. Gracie could make you happy. Just try one date"

"..fine. She is really cute" Y/n replies as she types on her phone.

Y/n-L/n

Hi! Thanks so much you're so sweet! I'm okay, thanks for asking. I would love to have dinner with you btw. Let me know when you're free!

"Great! My job here is done! I gotta go now though, I'll see you tomorrow" Jenna says as she walks out of her friend's apartment.

Gracieabrams

Does tomorrow work for you? If not I can clear my schedule

Y/n-L/n

Tomorrows great! Just tell me the time and place and I'll be there

The two girls stay up talking until going to sleep, waiting for the next day.

—

Y/n

She's not here. I think I got stood up

Jenna

You definitely did not get stood up. I'm sure she'll be there soon. Just wait a few more minutes

As soon as Y/n gets the text, she feels someone take the seat opposite her.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late, I slept through my alarm and I had to pick out an outfit and it was a huge thing. I hope you weren't waiting too long" the brunette says as she takes her jacket off and hangs it on the back of her chair.

"No, not long at all. How are you?" Y/n asks with a kind smile as the two order their coffees at the counter.

"I'm great! I'm releasing an album next week, that's going well. How are you?"

"I'm.. okay. You really lifted my spirits though" Y/n says, sipping her coffee.

"That's great to hear. I've seen what everyone's been saying about you. It's such bullshit. I mean, sometimes relationships don't work out, you know? It's not your fault. Well, I don't know what happened, but I can guess it's not your fault" Gracie speaks, smiling at Y/n gently as the two walk out of the coffee shop, spotting paparazzi a few metres away.

"Heads up" Gracie says, putting her head down as she takes Y/n's hand in hers.

"So, how's a second date sound?" Gracie asks nervously.

"A second date with you sounds amazing, Gracie" Y/n replies with a soft blush.

"Great! I'm busy tomorrow but how's Friday sound?" Gracie asks with an excited grin.

"Fridays perfect, I'll see you then" Y/n replies, leaning in to kiss her lips only to kiss her cheek at the last minute, leaving the brunette disappointed.

"Play your cards right and there's more where that came from" Y/n says before gently closing the door, leaving the taller girl on the other side of it.

Y/n turns on her phone when she begins getting slammed by notifications.

Y/n L/n seen with singer Gracie Abrams leaving popular coffee shop hand in hand. New romance brewing?

Comments:

Literally not even a week after Sabrina

Gracie girl get out while you can

She was probably cheating on Sabrina ngl

Y/n reads the comments as tears fill her eyes. She opens her contacts and calls the first person she thinks of.

"Gracie? Can you come back?" She pleads, voice breaking.

A few minutes later, there's a knock on the door. Y/n opens it only to fall into the brunettes arms, Gracie wrapping her arms around her and holding tight.

"I'm sorry, I know we just met but you're the first person I thought to call" Y/n rambles only for Gracie to stop her.

"It's okay. Don't apologise. You can call me whenever you want"

"Everything they're saying about me.. you don't think it's true, do you?"

"Of course I don't! I don't know you that well, but I do know you're not a slut" Gracie replies, guiding Y/n to the couch.

Gracie continues to calm her down, waiting until she falls asleep before leaving the apartment.

The two girls go on a couple more dates before making it official, Gracie asking the shorter girl to be her girlfriend on a late night picnic date.

—

"Gracie? Are you home?" Y/n asks, opening the door to her girlfriend's apartment when she received no answer. She goes to her girlfriend's room but stopes when she hears talking.

"Gracie, she deserves to know. You love her don't you? And she loves you, just tell her" a woman's voice says from inside.

"I can't do that. She would leave me if I did" Y/n opens the door to see her girlfriend standing with Olivia.

"What's going on?" Y/n asks nervously looking between the two.

"I'm gonna go. Gracie has something to tell you" Olivia says before leaving the apartment.

"What do you need to tell me?"

"Okay.. so, uh, just remember that I love you so much. I've never loved anyone the way I love you. And you love me, right?" Gracie asks, holding her girlfriend's hands.

"Of course, what's wrong?"

"Um, when I asked you out.. it was because Olivia dared me to okay? But that doesn't change the fact that I love you now!"

"What? So what was the plan, you were gonna break my heart after getting me to fall in love with you? How could you do this?! I trusted you! I confided in you!" Y/n exclaims, voice breaking.

"You can still trust me! I will still listen to everything you say! This doesn't change anything!" Gracie pleads, tears running down her face.

"No Gracie! It changes everything! You didn't actually want to be with me! You thought I was a slur just like everyone else!" Y/n runs out of the apartment in tears.

"Y/n wait!" Gracie yells but the girl is already gone.

Y/n L/n seen leaving girlfriend Gracie Abrams apartment in tears. Is this the end for the couple?

Comments:

Y/n hit the three month mark 💀

Who tf would break up with Gracie Abrams

If Y/n doesn't want Gracie I'll have her

After days of Y/n ignoring her calls, Gracie decides to go to her apartment. She knocks on the door, only for Jenna to open it.

"What do you want?" She asks coldly as she stares at the girl.

"Please. I just need to talk to her. 5 minutes" Gracie pleads before she hears Y/n's voice.

"Who is it?" She asks her friend, stopping when she sees the girl at the door.

"Y/n please. You're not answering my calls. I just need to talk to you"

"You need to leave"

"No. Let her come in" Y/n cuts her friend off, watching as she steps aside for the taller girl to walk in.

"You have five minutes" Jenna says before leaving the room, giving the girls privacy.

"Y/n. I know I hurt you but that doesn't change the fact that I love you now. I love you so much. Please believe me" Gracie says, taking the girls hands only for her to pull away.

"How can I believe you? Our relationship was built on a lie!"

"If I didn't love you, why wouldn't I have left you sooner? Why would I have stayed with you this long?" Gracie says, watching as the other girl steps away from her.

"I can't continue this relationship knowing what I know now, Gracie" Y/n mumbles in heartbreak.

"So what if we start a new one? You still love me, don't you? We'll have a new first date and I'll ask you to be my girlfriend again and we'll rebuild our relationship and this time, it's not going to be a lie. Please, just one more chance" Gracie says, stepping closer to the girl and hesitantly taking her hands again.

"Okay. One more chance. I still love you so much" Y/n says, wrapping her arms around the brunette.

"Thank you so much! I love you" Gracie says, pulling the girl in for a gentle kiss, Y/n pulling away after a second.

"You're not even gonna take me out first?" She says as the two girls begin to giggle.

[yunjin-lover]

The Stars That Never Align

Huh Yunjin x Reader

Summary: Being famous is hard. Dating is hard. Two superstars try to make their relationship work in their drama-filled lives. Can they do it?

~Multiple chapters

Chapter Two

Y/n Pov

Los Angeles, California, U.S.A

I was in the recording studio, headphones on, working on new tracks for my album. The music flowed through me, a temporary escape from the stress of the past week. I hadn't seen Yunjin in person since our argument. Yunjin was busy with interviews and photo shoots. We texted here and there but Yunjin had texted me back in two days. The silence was starting to weigh on me. I pulled out my phone to text her but a voice interrupted me.

After hours of recording I took a break. I pulled out my phone to check my messages in case Yunjin texted back. She didn't. I check my other notifications. One stood out to me.

"World famous singer Huh Yunjin spotted with other famous singer and model Karina. Is there a collaboration soon?"

"Yo Y/n you ready to finish recording?" My producer and best friend Jake called out. I had basically been in the studio this whole week with Jake.  "Yea just give me one second-" I replied confused at the notification.

"World famous singer Huh Yunjin spotted with other famous singer and model Karina. Is there a collaboration soon?" I read again making sure I didn't read it wrong.

Yunjin and Karina?  Collab? I quickly click the notification, leading me to an article. I was met with practically 4k images of Yunjin and Karina. I scrolled down to read the article. It suggested nothing romantic which was a breath of fresh air. But it suggested something worse. That they were friends and collabing soon. There's no way that would happen. Yunjin hates Karina.

Karina and I had a somewhat complicated relationship. We dated about a year ago in secret. Karina was just on the rise and didn't want to come out publicly yet. Just when rumors that she was dating someone started circulating the news, she made sure that it was with a guy. She had been seen kissing actor Heeseung Lee. I felt humiliated and betrayed but at least no one but close friends knew we were together. Seeing Yunjin with her the pain felt fresh again.

"Y/n, are you okay?" Jake asked appearing next to me in the break area.

"I need a minute," I replied.

"I saw the article. I'll give you your space." He said exiting the break room.

I didn't respond. I just stared at my phone in silence. My phone kept buzzing with notifications from friends. I needed to talk to Yunjin. Why was she with Karina? I quickly dialed her number, my heart pounding in my chest.

Yunjin picked up on the fourth ring. "Hey, Y/n. I was just about to call you—"

"Why were you with her." I blurted out, unable to control my anger. "After everything she did to me?"

Yunjin's voice faltered. "Y/n, it's really not what you think. She just happened to be where I was at and we talked. I didn't know it would be a big deal."

"A big deal?" I echoed, my voice starting to shake. "She made me feel horrible. She humiliated me. She cheated on me so she didn't have to be seen dating a girl. And now you're hanging out with her?"

"I didn't think," Yunjin said, sounding genuinely upset. "She came up to me. It was like a two minute conversation. I didn't think you would find out."

"You didn't think," I repeated, feeling a mix of hurt and anger. I heard Yunjin take a deep breath.

"Look we should probably talk about this in person. We haven't seen each other since our argument. I'll be back in L.A. tomorrow. I'll drop by your apartment and we can talk then. Yea?" Yunjin offers.

"Yea." I replied.

"I'm sorry. I have to go. My managers want to talk to me now." Yunjin says softly.

"Bye Jen."

"Bye Y/n." The call ends.

I stood in the middle of the break room confused and hurt. Seeing those pictures opened up wounds that had just healed.Was I making this a bigger deal than it should be?

"Everything good?" Jake asks approaching me. I could see the concern in his eyes.

"Yeah all good," I lied, taking a deep breath. "Just need a few more minutes."

[callibones]

UM HI HI HI ITS ME. 🩸🟪 AND I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU I AM VERY SORRY!!!

this week ive been exceptionally busy. a lot of stuff has been piling up for me with university and work and it didnt really give me a lot of time to look at tumblr OR read the fics! ill get to them! i didnt forget i swear ive just been EXHAUSTED this message is just being pulled out of my ass since i didnt expect to write to you today so i dont have any topics planned to ask you about. i didnt wanna take the time to think of something because i didnt want it to seem like i was ignoring your poast (despite the fact you wouldve never known if i had seen it or not .. but MENTALLY i'd feel bad, you know?) but uh. yeah

i don't know how people talk. um. how are you? has your week been particularly busy? what DO you do outside of tumblogging actually .. im curious

OH AND ALSO i very much appreciate the backstory info you gave me on callibones. i MIGHT take inspiration from it for my fanart? maybee? and uh i will send that to you SOON! very soon. i guess in the meantime id just wanna polish it more before sending it to someone out of like. principle?

i looked through your friends blog.. i like the concept of a blood bag person thing. there were probably better ways of saying that but IDK!! once again though i think it is Extremely Drawable so i have a small request ..

and regarding CALCIFER .. i think i would appreciate a deity to deity chat. or an potential acolyte to deity chat or I Mean Ha Ha. and those pronouns are Pretty Cool if i do say so myself! im worried directly sending in an ask would be strange so since you said you were friends with them can you parrot my question? i rlly wanna know whether drawing fanart of their OC is okay. sorry what else. im going to try and plan my next correspondence out ASAP so ill probably go through the cedardivine post before the post you made with a ton of fics? just because the list is shorter. idk what ill do after that--maybe ill rank them or something and you can tell me how wrong my opinion is or something Haha! just kidding im always right. i create new truths as we speak. as im typing this im overwriting just a little bit more of the world's knowledge. im just cool and awesome like that. theres nothing else i can think of at the moment to ask you.. OH UM when you mentioned callyris i realized "hey wait dont i know a blog called that" and Look Who It Was! so thats neat i also think i found another blog that may be under your posession but i dont think i can ask about it at the front desk.. so when i message you in some other manner ill probably ask you about that! who knows i might even be Completely Wrong

well anyways sorry for the delay. it will probably take a while longer for me to compose my thoughts so the delay will continue but. idk. i hope this message isnt TOO INCOHERENT but again i am not proofreading at all for this one.

also im definitely using gooby forever now. thats great. what a peculiar phrase.

GOOBY!!!!

hi hi hi hi! i took a million years to get back to this so NEVER apologize or rush about sending me things. anon asks r a tough way to communicate cause i dont got an online indicator for u so i just gotta guess... and u dont got a notification for me! i hope u see this even tho its been a bit.

ive been busy too cause university's also piling up for ME. i'm gonna respond to this one first, and then i'll take a crack at your mysterious coded message! and then i have to do a million homework because grad school. outside of tumblogging im trying to destroy the world with the infinite power amulet, so i'm majoring in general supervillainy! and also urban planning

for the blood bag: @rigormarcy LOVES fanart. marcy, if u see this, respond with your ref, 'cause you have a super drawable OC! the fans wanna draw u so bad. So Bad.

u found another blog that might b me? omg.... here. how bout this. send me an ask with just the name and i wont publish the response. if youre REALLY curious. but youre probably right, because i invented every blog on tumblr GOOBY

[midwestmade29]

‼️UPDATED 10/7/23 🙂‼️

🔥PART 1🔥

Well, a *slight* change in plans about my spicy little number I wrote. I'm still needing to edit a few parts towards the end of it, and I'll take care of that as soon as I can. BUT the good news is I can share what I do have ready! Please keep in mind that I am not a professional writer and that I am in no way perfect. Be kind and gentle with me as I dive in head first…

*Constructive criticism and advice is always welcome! Please let me know if there’s something I should add to the following disclaimers (to make my post more informative or reader friendly) or about anything else that comes to mind*

If you are not at least 18 years old or older, I implore you to keep scrolling.

There is sexual content so it is NSFW or minors.

It is written from the POV of a female and has dialogue between her and Christian Cage.

Dirty talk, oral sex (male receiving), sexual intercourse, dominant male, unprotected sex.

Word count for Part 1: 965

“They say all good boys go to Heaven, but bad boys bring Heaven to you…”

I peeled myself off the couch and made my way to the kitchen for a glass of water before heading upstairs to get ready for bed. Christian still wasn’t home yet from his late-night workout that some of the AEW guys had invited him to join last minute. I tried my best to stay up to see him, but my eyelids felt so heavy. We both knew today was going to be a busy day for each of us and I hated not being able to see him, but I just couldn’t stay up any longer. We were able to talk sporadically throughout the day and FaceTimed each other when there was a free moment during the afternoon. The sound of his sexy voice and the sight of his bright smile always lit me up inside.

I made it to our bedroom and flipped on the light switch. I undressed myself down to my panties and grabbed one of Christian’s wrestling shirts out of the dresser, pulled it down over my head and let it slide down my body before resting on my thighs. Once my teeth were brushed, I grabbed my phone off the nightstand to check the time, and 10:48pm lit up on the screen. I set my alarm and started to clear notifications when suddenly I felt a pair of strong, muscular arms wrap around me from behind.

I jumped from being startled but relaxed instantly when I inhaled a familiar scent. “Hey baby.” Christian spoke softly. I lifted my arm up and placed it behind his neck, brushing my fingers through the base of his hairline, causing Christian to groan in approval. Our bodies were flush against one another as we reveled in our embrace. Christian nuzzled his face into my neck while his hands began roaming over my midsection. “Mmm, I missed you today. I'm sorry I'm home so late, I hate it when our schedules clash like this. My shirt looks good on you by the way…”

The back of my head rested on his chest as Christian’s hands were toying with the bottom hem of my shirt, occasionally slipping a finger or two beneath the top of my panty line, tracing along the lace. Goosebumps spread across my skin like wildfire, letting Christian know how easily and quickly my body was responding to him. He released me from his arms, and I turned around. His hand instantly gripped my jaw and held my head in place. He tilted my head up so we made eye contact, and I could see the lust blazing in his beautiful blue eyes. His gaze was intense, so I tried to turn my head, but that only caused him to grip my jaw more firmly. A whimper escaped my lips and a cheeky smile spread across Christian’s face. He had me right where he wanted me. With his free arm, he wrapped it around my waist and pulled me closer, so our bodies were flush once again. I could feel his arousal through his sweats pressing against my core and fuck did it feel good. “I’ve been thinking about those pretty pink lips of yours all day and that sweet little mouth wrapped around my cock.”

My eyes widened and my cheeks were on fire from his boldness as he continued. “Are you going to be my good girl tonight? Let me fuck you however I please? I want to hear you scream my name as I pound your tight pussy into the mattress.” I swallowed hard but nodded “yes.” Suddenly I was no longer tired but felt so hungry. Hungry for something other than food to satisfy my appetite. I wanted whatever he was about to feed me.

Christian released my jaw and lifted me into his arms and took a few steps until my back hit the wall. He pinned me there with his hips, and my legs wrapped around his waist, causing me to gasp at the pressure of his hard length against my panties. Our lips crashed against each other, and it was game on from there. Christian parted my lips with his tongue, and I happily granted him access. My hands tugged his hair causing him to curse under his breath. I took his bottom lip in-between my teeth and bit down, just hard enough to feel his cock twitch against me. His trail of kisses left a path of fire in their wake as he bit, sucked, licked, and kissed his way around my jawline to the nape of my neck. The roughness of his beard against my soft skin created the most delicious sensation that was driving me wild. I couldn’t help but moan as my core began to ache for this man. I was beyond ready to give him whatever the fuck he wanted.

“Christian…please…” I begged softly. My plea caused him to pull himself back from me, allowing me to slide down the wall until my feet touched the floor. Still keeping me pinned in place, he lowered his head and looked deeply into my darkened eyes . “What is it baby? What do you want?” he whispered seductively. My breathing started to accelerate, and my brain scrambled to find the right words to say. He knew exactly what I wanted, but he was enjoying making me squirm. “Say it baby. I need to hear you say how much you want my hard cock in your wet pussy.” My tongue glided over my bottom lip at the thought of Christian thrusting himself inside of me. Somehow the wires in my brain finally connected and I was able to tell him what he wanted to hear. “I want you. Every single inch. Please, fuck me Christian. I need you inside of me.” He let out a growl from deep down inside of him. “That’s what I thought.”

(To be continued...)

[wooahaeruby]

MY FAVOURITE WRITERRRRR HELLLOOOOOO MERRY CHRISTMAS 😭❄️✨🎉🎄🎊💥‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

I am so sorry for sudden absence, well it was holidays and HAHAHHAHA I had a lot of chaos as in losing my ticket way to home and shits went down, and well, kind of shitty and well, the notification that the next chapter was being released made my week, genuinely. 😭

Now, on to the chapter—

I am glad that mouse is finally getting through that, the way you have set up the scene is perfect, the emotions, the details, the anxiety, everything is so good, and oh god I only wosh for her best and nothing else.

The flashbacks are so real, because even if my life was on chaos, I cannot help but when I was too alone, like when I was left to my own devices and I zoned out like not listening to music, pure silence, in the back of my mind, I keep visualising those scenes, and it makes me grimace—I am just someone who read it, but mouse is much more worser case than me, so I love that you haven’t like outed them this soon, but oh god, please please I wish hell on them ( for the information : I mean, the characters, PLEASE. )

The last scene was perfect, and yeah, readers who are gonna read, you need a lot of tissue and sanity that I didnʼt had. And, I am seeing that—THAT chapter is finally being cross posted here... oh god.......... I can only wish well to those who would read this, and the fact that I was insane for the straight two months, those were the times.

I hope you and the editors had an amazing christmas, and I am so glad that I found your page and I got to read this amazing AU, chapters. And take a lot of time to get it all out, you are doing absolutely amazing tristen, but I swear you make me wanna smack you some times (/j) but in seriousness, thank you so much.

I hope your christmas had went well!

— 🌙

Helloooo, hiiii Merry Christmas!! I know I'm a little late but I've been ✨️busy✨️

I was always saying to my editor "where is Moon, I need my entertainment!" I hope everything worked out in the end and you got to have a good holiday.

More under the cut!

Mouse NEEDS THERAPY BAD, there is many things that also need to happen over all before we get to more juicy plot. As someone who has gone to therapy for PTSD, I knew I couldn't just skimp over something as serious as such. I wanted to make it so we all know how hard things are for Mouse but also show how much everyone cares.

It's important to know that people care when you are going through some of your darkest moments. I like to write with some realistic elements as we already know.

This recent chapter on AOL is the start of very very necessary healing, for everyone tbh. You will see more healing as time goes on and see how Mouse changes to overcome. It's gonna be a lot, there will be a lot of fluff and love (as much as she can tolerate tbh).

Editor and I had okay Christmases! They saw their family, and I am still currently with mine, but I'll be back home soon!

I know I am a little mean to Mouse~

[indiebluecrown]

Hi! My brother keeps recommending Fall Through Time to me but I see that it was never fully uploaded to AO3– do you plan to eventually post the whole story there? Thanks!

HI!

(So sorry I haven't replied until now, for some reason I never really get tumble notifications anymore so I've just seen this.)

I'm waiting to post all the chapters to Ao3 once I've finished writing the story and posting the whole thing to Fanfiction.net

Then I am planning on going through the first 30 or so chapters and re-writing them so they are closer to my current writing (I've been writing this story since 2015 can you believe it 😭). The other chapters all need to be edited and checked for inconsistencies.

Long story short, as I edit and polish up each chapter, I'll post them onto Ao3!!

I've been incredibly busy IRL and also been working on an original novel, so that has been taking up all my writing headspace!!

Sorry for the long ramble, but if you do want to get started on FTT, it's over 850k words on FFN right now and 221 chapters! I have about 20 chapters left, which I am hopefully going to get to soon!

[redmeet]

Hey you, I'm sitting at home sick after starting a new semester and it's been busy AF. Therefore, it's been a few weeks since I've been on Tumblr.

So, today I've scrolled through everything you've posted since I last was on Tumblr (I've become slightly obsessed, but surely in a healthy way, right??) to get updates on everything. And I've noticed you seem a little stressed. Pls, pls, pls take care of yourself. There's no hurry getting a new chapter out. Last chapter was amazing, and it will keep us going for a while!

I appreciate everything you're doing for us, and I'll be standing on the sidelines clapping for you. I know I would be more motivated if someone clapped for me for every time I make dinner or every time I'm prepared for class. You're welcome to imagine me clapping for you after every shift, or after every sentence you've written.

Anyway. A lot of rambling. I'm going back to bed to sleep away the fever delirium. (Also, don't feel like you need to reply to this "ask", I just wanted to let you know you've got some support)

friend! I’m so sorry to hear you’re sick — I have noticed you in my notifications less! I hope you feel better soon 🫶🏻

I can’t thank you enough for being so kind, understanding and sweet 🥹 I’m thankfully feeling a lot better and made good progress on the chapter last night, which I hope to continue today and over the weekend! I’m beaming love at you 🫂

[opalcicle]

If They Call Me a Slut, You Know it Might be Worth it for Once

Chapter 7. Pretty Girls and Brainrot

Angst. Horny Angst.

Charlie helped me pack up my equipment and took me home. He was gentle and patient with me, and I felt like shit for it.

I am sitting in my shower, all shampoo'd and scrubbed, but I don't want to leave to face the real world. Admittedly, I'm just allowing myself to sink into my own sad thoughts.

We were having such a nice time and I fucking ruined it. I rub my temples as the water starts to cool down. I literally started crying after sex like a fucking loser.

I lean forward and turn off the water but don't get up to move, instead yanking the towel down from the bar and wrapping up in it

And now I'm wallowing like a bitch.

I desperately need to clear my head. With barely dry hands I reach for my phone, ignoring new notifications and opening the message from Tina.

Hi! I'd love to head to the bar this weekend.

I send the message and open tiktok to scroll through brainrot. Maybe I can distract myself out of this with pretty girls and stupid memes. I'm only a few videos in before I instinctively hit the share button, my thumb hovering towards Charlie's account.

"Fuuck," I said it outloud, leaving my phone on the bathroom counter and walking out into my apartment. "What the fuck do I do now?"

-----

Charlie's POV

I drive home after saying goodbye to my shaky friend. Guilt and grief sitting heavy in my chest.

"I shouldn't have fucked her," I berate myself, "She's the best fucking person I've ever met, and she left my house in tears."

When I make it home I pace the floor, eyeing the mess we'd made before I accidentally let those words slip out. I consider cleaning but something in me doesn't want to get rid of the remnants of our night together. Instead I close myself in my office, seeing whose online.

Condi, Grizzly, Jaiden, Tom, Bizly. Jealousy flares up when I look at Bizly's name on the screen.

Condi's good at this shit.

Hey man, are you busy? I fucked up.

Yeah, give me a sec.

I light a joint in my office and hope the neighbors don't notice. Condi's name pops up on discord along with a ringing in my headphones.

"Hey, man, what's up?" He greets me.

"Well, she stayed the night,"

He pauses for a moment, "Oh shit. What happened?"

"It was- it was great, we were having a great time, and this morning- fuck man, I told her I loved her,"

"Oh shiiiit," his tone is serious. "While you were in bed?"

"Yeah like after we- yeah, it was so awkward, and then we tried to talk about it and she freaked."

"Charlie, man, you probably scared the shit out of her,"

"I know! I know, but now I don't know what to do. She tried to leave, but she had her camera stuff here, and like, I held her while she cried, and I drove her back, and we said bye, and man it was so fucking tense,"

"I'm sorry dude. Look, Grizzly and I are heading to Bizly's place later. Do you wanna-"

"No, oh fuck dude," I cut him off. "Oh shit, Condi she slept with him. This weekend. I was trying to be chill about it."

"Charlie, this is a fucking mess,"

"Fuck, I know," I rest my head in my hands.

There's a big pause.

"Okay, I told the guys I couldn't make it, I'll be over in like a half hour."

"Shit, thanks Condi," my voice comes out a little quieter, "I gotta get cleaned up here, I'll let you go for now,"

"Sure. See you soon,"

The call ends. I sit here staring at the screen. Her name is offline. God, I want to call her.

I clean up the dishes and throw my sheets straight into the washing machine, then wait for Condi to make it over.

----

Saturday.

I haven't heard from her in the days since I dropped her off. Giving her space, I'd been spending my time recording videos and editing. It's painful to not know how she's been doing. After Grizzly got the story he insisted I come out this weekend, promising me he'd help keep distance between me and Bizly. Now that it's almost time, I'm tempted to cancel.

Griz is at my door before long. "Hey, how you holding up?"

"I'm fine," I lie.

"Well you will be, we're gonna have a great night," he says, patting me on the shoulder and walking into my place. He looks sympathetic but keeps his tone excited.

"Yeah, we've got some pre-drinks, Uber in an hour, and there will be a bunch of people we know out tonight," Condi said, walking in and closing the door behind him. He sets a 6 pack on the counter, eyeing over the dirty dishes that have started to stack up.

"Yeah!" Grizzly continues, "Ted gonna be there, and it sounds like he's bringing Eddie. Jaiden and some of her friends. It's literally your crowd of people,"

I push away my trepidation. We crack open beers and turn on my switch, starting up a round of Smash Bros. Time flies and we make it through a few drinks. I've got a decent buzz going when we leave for the bar.

Ted and Schlatt are the first people I notice and I make my way over to them, the boys breaking off to meet up with Bizly at a table. I feel a little guilt that I can't face him yet. It would be a shit move to let a girl get in the way of our friendship. Maybe I'll talk to him after a few more drinks.

"Hey, Charlie!" Ted greeted, dapping me up as I meet them at the bar.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" I smile, genuinely pumped to see more friends.

"Getting shots!" Schlatt booms out, as a bartender sets two down in front of them. He slips her a bill, "One more, toots?"

We catch up and I slam back a shot when mine arrives. I get a beer for myself as well.

"Fuck man, what's been going on?" Ted asks after setting the glass back down.

"Ah you know, same old," I shrug, "What about you?"

Ted goes off on several tangents and the two of us wander off to chat as Schlatt talks up two girls at the bar. Eventually Eddie joins us and we all joke for a while before their girlfriends approach and they take their leave.

I find my way to the table that the boys had sat in, and it's just the four of us when a waitress sets down a big tray of shots. We drink and Bizly speaks up, "Hey Charlie I haven't heard from you in like a week, what's going on with you?"

Condi and Grizzly exchange a look, but I'm drunk enough and feeling good, laughing, "Ah yeah- I had a- um- I had a date and it didn't go great, I've kinda been keeping to myself,"

Condi looks worried and Grizzly stops mid drink, coughing. Bizly slaps Griz on the back, and responds, "Aw shit, sorry to hear tha- wait," I see the gears turning in his head and brace myself. "Was it- did you-?"

"Yeah- yeah- she came over the other night and my stupid ass accidentally confessed my love for her," I say with a drunken sheepishness.

"Oh! Oh shit, well thats- damn," he looks nervous, eyes wide. The two of us both know that the other is into her, I mean, obviously so after last weekend. But I don't think I ever mentioned to him that I had feelings.

"It's okay man- I know that you- that uh- you know," liquid courage had taken me over, but I still didn't want to have to say it.

"Fuck, man I'm sorry, I didn't know,"

"It's fine, I mean, like, it's whatever," I say it with a confidence that sounds almost convincing enough to believe.

It seem to be enough, and the two other guys visibly relax. Conversation moves on, we order more drinks, and the night's going by nicely. I'm feeling relaxed and having a great time until I see Bizly's eyes widen and look over my shoulder. He smacks Grizzly, who follows his gaze. I lean over to see what they're looking at, and can't figure it out for a moment.

Then I see her. She's taking a shot at the bar, the girl from the party last weekend practically hanging off of her.

"Fuck," I say, as she turns to see the four of us staring. Her face drops. "Oh fuck," I say again.

---

Your POV

I wait outside the bar for Tina, puffing on a cigarette. We'd been chatting a bit and I learned that we were here for someones birthday. There are supposed to be a bunch of other streamers and YouTubers inside. I think about the fact that I haven't streamed in weeks and feel a little guilty. It's fine. I'll catch up on the photography edits for Char-. I'll finish my other work and stream later this week.

Tina gets out of the back of a car with three others. She waves them inside when she notices me and almost skips over, the cutest smile on her face.

"Hey!" I greet with a smile as she bounces up and takes the smoke from my hand, puffing it before returning it to my fingers.

"Hi! I'm so glad you made it, you look so good!" She checks me out while giving me the compliment. I'm wearing a corsette top and a little black skirt, with my tallest, most fun platforms.

"You too," I smile while eyeing her cute slip dress.

"Hey I hear my song playing, let's get in there," she beams.

I put out my smoke and she grabs me by the hand, pulling me behind her. We make it onto the dancefloor as the first chorus of APT plays. She's got a huge smile on her face and it's contagious. I join her jumpy dance and giggle as she dramatically mouths the lyrics. As the song changes I pull her closer, sliding my arms around her waist. With starry eyes she sways her hips and our bodies press together. It's a Billie Eilish song that I don't recognise, but Tina is very much into it.

She looks so pretty and her body feels nice. My hands slide over her hips as she moves, the silkiness of her dress making it hard to keep them in one place. I don't think either of us mind. The dance floor is decently full and we're nicely lost in it. I flash her a flirty smile and lean in like I'm going to whisper in her ear. Instead, my lips brush against the side of her face, planting quick kisses before I pull back to keep dancing. I hear a faint gasp through the music and she's got a little grin when I glance at her face again. She's sweet and soft and it makes me want to be gentle with her.

We make it through a few more songs before I pull her away to the bar, "Can I buy you a drink?" I say as we approach, holding hands over the counter.

She nods enthusiastically and I get the bartenders attention. She orders something expensive but I don't flinch. I like the thought of giving a pretty girl a good time. I pause when it's my time to order, thinking of the orange creamcicle drink I had the other night, and go for a vodka coke instead. I hand the bartender cash and we step away with our drinks.

Some of her friends approach, handing us shots, and she introduces me, sliding an arm around my waist. Before too long she's chatting in a giggly quiet tone with what I assume are her close friends. They glance at me and I smile each time. It's obvious she's talking about me and it's cute as hell.

My head scans over the room, checking to see who's here. There's Ted, Eddie, Schlatt, and Jarvis at a booth on the far side of the dance floor. It would be nice to catch up with them. Jaiden and Jacob have made it to the dance floor. Oh. There's Bizly and Griz. Oh shit they see me. I glance down to where Tina is hanging off my arm, then glance back up. Condi's also looking and- oh shit, shit, shit, that's Charlie. We lock eyes for a moment and I turn away.

-----

Charlie's POV

She looks away, back to the girl she's with. She looks good. I freeze, starring at her. If she was watching me she'd see my face getting redder.

"Hey, man," Grizzly interrupts my thoughts and I snap back.

"Uh yeah, yeah, okay," I say, unconvincingly trying to come off as alright. Bizly is still looking past us and I have to force myself to not turn back immediately.

"Dude," Condi kicks Bizly under the table.

"Fuck, jeez," Bizly makes a face at him but his attention is back too.

"Are you guys gonna be cool?" Grizzly asks, concerned.

"Yeah man, it's fine," Bizly responds, and everyone's attention turns to me.

"Sure," I say, and the other three carry on in conversation. I want to run over to her, to ask her how she's been. The back of my mind itches while I catch Bizly stealing glances towards the bar. As his eyes trail over to the dance floor next to us, mine follow. There she is, in the middle of the crowd. She is dancing with that girl, their hands on eachother.

"I'm gonna get some air," I announce, turning to walk away. When I get outside I realize Condi's followed me. The cool night air feels good on my face. After a long pause I say outloud, "I gotta talk to her,"

"Here? Are you sure?" is what he asks. I can hear in his voice that he's not trying to change my mind.

"Yeah, I just need a few moments and a couple of drinks,"

"Okay dude," he sighs, leaning against the brick wall.

----

Your POV

My date pulls me to the dancefloor again, more handsy than before. I catch the boys watching me, locking eyes with Bizly more than once. There's a knowing in his gaze. Im sure they all found out what happened, and I turn my face away so I don't have to look at them again.

Tina pulls my body up to hers and I focus on being in the moment. Her friends are dancing with us now and it's getting to be a tight fit on the floor. Hands and bodies brush in close around us. The music is loud enough to drown out thoughts. Joyride by Kesha plays and I let my fingers run past her hips to rest on her ass. I won't have to see her after tonight if I don't want to. It won't piss my best friends off, it won't be a big deal. This is what's normal for me. This is what I'm good at. Before the next song starts we're kissing. I'm not even sure who initiated. Her lips taste like candy and she feels so soft in my arms. I want to strip her down and make her moan.

Our kiss brakes and she turns her body so her ass is pressed against me, head leaning back in my shoulder. My mind flashes to being on Charlie's lap, pressed up against him, and for a moment I wonder what she'd look like spread in front of his mirror. Fuck, I shake the thoughts of him and wrap my arms around her waist. We move together and she presses against me.

"Hey ladies," a familiar voice sounds from right behind me as big hands touch my hips. A body presses against me, and I lean my head up to look. Bizly.

"Hey!" I say back, drunk and giggly. And Tina turns to look as well. She checks my face, seeing my friendly expression and relaxes.

"Bizly, Tina. Tina, Bizly," I introduce while sandwiched between the two of them, "What's up, man?"

His hands find the spot above my hip bones and I suppress a gasp as he leans over me to talk to Tina. I feel my panties getting wet fast. His hands on me, my hands on her. Threesome? My intoxicated mind asks me.

"It's nice to meet you, can I borrow your date for a few minutes?" He sounds like a gentleman as he asks her, but his fingertips trace into my midriff and he pulls my ass against him so I can feel his hardening cock.

She glances at me to see a relaxed smile and I lean in to kiss her quickly, "I'll be right back," I whisper into her ear.

He sits back at the table, now unoccupied, and I slide in beside him, his arm around the booth behind me.

"Dude are you trying to get it in right now? I'm kind of busy." I tease. His eyes rest on my chest and for a moment I worry he might actually try to fuck me right here.

"I mean if that doesn't work out we can head back to mine," he replies in that low, sexy growl.

"Maybe I'll bring her with," I smile at him.

"What about Charlie?" He says, removing his arm and leaning away from me, the sexual tension shattering.

"Charlie," I say softly, "where did he go?"

I turn my head to look around and notice Grizzly approaching, a drink in each hand. He turns quickly when he notices me.

"He's outside," Bizly says. "You gotta talk to him,"

I look back at Bizly, sadness in my eyes, "What would I even say?"

"Can't help you there. He's worried. You guys talk like every day," he replies.

"Yeah well," I feel my voice turning cold, "I can't be what he wants, I-" I compose myself, "I'll text you if I strike out tonight,"

I get up from the table, an anger brewing in the back of my head, and walk towards Grizzly, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Oh hey!" He laughs nervously when he sees its me.

"Hey, Griz, good to see ya," I take one of the drinks and down about half of it before putting it back in his hand. "Later," I say, waving behind me as I walk back to the dancefloor.

"The fuck?!" I hear him say to Bizly before I push back into the crowd.

[hotcoffeetransformation]

Jason swore loudly and had to resist the urge to throw his controller down, pissed that he kept dying cause of the game's stupid glitches (Also known as own mistakes). Still, he regained his composure, and smiled before saying

"Alright chat, we're gonna finish up this one and then we're gonna move on to another game. There should be a poll on top for what we do next"

Jason was a moderately successfully game streamer, averaging about 200 to 300 viewers a night, entirely based on his wit and skill. He knew for sure that they weren't coming for his looks, given his weedy, thin frame, overly pimpled face and large, nerdy glasses. Still, it was enough for him, and he was happy with the progress that he'd made.

As Jason got himself set up for the next game, he heard a shocking sound from above him. The victory theme from one of his favorite JRPGs was blaring through the speakers, and he came up, staring at the screen in shock. He knew what that sound meant. That meant someone had tipped him one thousand dollars, completely out of nowhere.

He looked in shock at the notification on the stream, seeing that it was from someone named JockBro69, with the simple message "Can't wait to get to know you better, cutie~"

Jason was completely stunned. Not only had someone actually redeemed the donation goal that he set as a joke (That being that whoever was stupid enough to tip 1000 dollars got to have a 15 minute private chat with him), it was also someone that he'd never seen in his chat before.

Thoroughly weirded out, but knowing that he had to honor his commitment, he sent the guy a quick private message.

"Dude, I don't know how to thank you enough! Guess I'll see ya pretty soon!"

With that, he sent the man his private zoom link, and said goodbye to the chat, who were still going wild over this turn of events, before pausing,the stream and hopping over to discord for the call.

Not two seconds after his stream stopped, he got a requested video call on discord from the guy, and he opened it up, giving a second for the video to load, but when it did, he was completely dumbfounded again. He was expecting the mysterious donator to be some fat, sweaty silicon valley nerd with too much and money on his hands, but instead what met him was possibly the hottest man he's ever seen, standing up and looking down at his webcam with a friendly expression.

"Fuck, bro! Its so good to finally fucking meet you, I've been such a big fan for a long time, and this is a really big deal for me~

The man had a deep, rumbling, pleasant voice, that shot straight down Jacob's spine and left him feeling strangely... inadequate. Like the fact that his voice wasn't as smooth or melodic as this guy's was his fault, and he should be ashamed of that fact. Still, this guy was pretty pleasant to look at, Jason had to admit. He wasn't gay, definitely not, but he could acknowledge when another guy simply looked good.

Jason scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, not entirely sure of what he should do or say. Still, this guy spent 1000 dollars on this meeting, so he had to try anyway.

"So, umm.... I see your username is jockbro69... What's your actual name thought? I don't think I've ever seen you in chat before..."

The other man actually laughed at this, before looking confused and saying

"What are you talking about bro? Its me, Ethan! I'm in your chat all the time! Man, I guess what they say about playing games so much is true, huh?"

At this statement, Jason actually went pale with shock. THIS was Ethan? This was the guy who's username used to be runningLink? Who was an active fan of the zelda series, constantly begged Jason to play them, and bemoaned the fact that no would date him? It just didn't seem right...

Still, Jason, ever the semi professional, continued on, pretending that he wasn't shocked at the news.

"Well, thanks for supporting me so much! Seriously, this means a lot to me... Ummm... so I guess tell me some of your favorite things about the channel then!"

The man laughed again, the sound coming out in a slow, dumb chuckle, before saying

"What's my favorite thing? Do I even have to say, bro? Its the amazing piece of eye candy I'm looking at right now. You're super hot, bro~"

At this, Jason was shocked, but he chuckled awkwardly while blushing, and said

"Really? I don't think I've ever heard a single person say that before. I guess I consider myself slightly below average..."

The guy looked confused at that, before pressing on

"Really, bro? You look super hot to me, you got those bright, blinding blue eyes that you can just get lost in~"

At this point, Jason knew the man was just messing with him. His eyes have always, and will always be a dark, muddy brown, hidden behind his massive frames. Jason was about to respond, when Ethan continued

"Yeah, and you got that super stylish haircut too, really makes you look super masculine~"

Now Jason was REALLY confused. The guy was right, he did always get complements on his eyes, the bright, shocking blue visible and striking even through his huge glasses. But his hair was always a long, unkempt greasy mess.

"Ethan, are you sure you're okay, you're not just seeing things? Cause I don't know what you're talking about"

Ethan ignored the comment, just continuing to press on

"And you've got that hot, manly face, with your strong jaw and amazing profile"

Jason was confused again. Sure, his stylish haircut did help him look much better, but his face had always been pretty androgynous, with hints of baby fat still present in his cheeks. Again, before he could interrupt, Ethan continued,

"And you've got that smooth smooth skin, that hot stubble, that sexy smirk of yours. You're the full package bro~"

Jason laughed at this. Ethan was clearly being way too complementary. Sure his face had a great shape to it, with strong cheekbones and a square jaw, but his skin was still acne marked as hell, his smile was crooked and awkward, and he'd never been able to grow any facial hair, no matter how much he tried.

"I really have no idea what you're talking about Ethan. Sure I've got some good features, but the overall package isn't much to write home about~"

Ethan smirked again, his eyes lighting up with humor, as if he knew something I didn't.

"Nah, bro, you're underselling yourself. Plus, you've got that body~"

"What about my body? I think its pretty average, though I guess I'm a bit on the skinny side..."

Jason looked down at himself, trying to contemplate what Ethan meant. Sure, he'd been blessed with an attractive, manly face, but it didn't change the fact that his body was still below average at best.

"Again, bro! Putting yourself down. You really think those massive logs you have for arms are below average?"

Jason looked down at his skinny arms, and said

"More like logs than twigs man, seriously."

"And what about your legs? You've spent so long working on em, you've got thighs and glutes to kill for~"

Jason laughed again

"I dunno man! Most people say the exact opposite. They say I spend too much time on arms and not enough on my torso and legs. What can I say though? I love having big, beefy arms."

"Of course you do, bro? Who wouldn't? Especially when right in between em, you got your big, pillowy chest, your sexy abs, and your super toned back~"

Jason was seriously starting to wonder if Ethan was on something. Anyone could clearly see from first glance that Jason's body was badly proportioned, his arms and legs being massive from months to years of work, while he neglected his back, pecs and ab muscles. Still, he thought he looked pretty alright honestly.

"And I especially love how you're not only super sexy, you know it and flaunt it~ I don't think I've ever seen you once wear a shirt. The most you'll wear is a necklace, and even then, not like that covers anything, bro~ Only makes you look sexier"

Now here Jason had to disagree. He knew that he had cultivated and developed an amazing body over his years of going to the gym, but that was all for his own personal satisfaction. He never flaunted it unnecessarily, especially not during a stream.

"And I love the fact that you're such a fucking bro, bro. Every other word out of your mouth is bro and dude, you can't go even five minutes without flexing and thinking of fucking, or going to the gym, or hanging out with your other hot bros. We all know that your brain is basically only good for working out and looking hot. No smart's up there. And you've got your deep, sexy voice, too. Makes it even hotter that you're a gay bro, just like me"

Jason HAD to laugh at that. What the guy was saying was just so ridiculous.

"What the hell are you talking about? Look, I know that I like to show off my sexy body a lot, but that doesn't mean I'm some kind of dumb jock. And I'm definitely straight, dude. Don't know why you'd think I'm gay"

Ethan pressed on, completely unabashed by Jason's last comments.

"But you know the best fucking part, bro? Its that power of yours. The fact that any weak ass nerd who looks at you and your huge fucking muscles grows into a hot, dumb bro like us within seconds~"

Jason was busy flexing, staring at his own bicep in awe, as if he was shocked by him impressive he was. He looked up at Ethan blearily, saying

"Sorry, bro, what'd you say? I guess I got a bit fucking distracted. Huhuhu. But who could blame me~"

"Nah, it was nothing bro. You don't need to worry about it. Now should head back to the stream?"

Jason gasped in excitement, having forgotten entirely about the fact that there was a whole stream audience full of lame ass nerds, just ready for him to make as sexy as he and Ethan were.

"You got it bro~ This is gonna be so fucking hot~"

Jason left the call, going back to the stream and restarting, glad to see that a full 300 people were still watching, even through the extended break. The second he turned his camera on, he could see that people were confused for some reason, saying a stranger broke into his house. How stupid could these people be? How did they not recognize him? Still, not like it would matter for long...

"Hey bros! How're we all fucking doing? Welcomes to today's stream..."

He trailed off, looking blankly at the camera, before saying

"You know what? Fuck video games! Who needs them when you can do this~"

And as his pecs bounced and bounced hypnotically, the chat slowly transitioned from messages like "What the fuck is happening?" or "Who is this dumb jock?" to "Fuck, bro! Your pecs look so fucking hot today!" and "Huhuhu, I love making my pecs bounce like Jace's~"

And so the stream continued, Jace showing everyone all the amazing things his body could do, while anyone that was watching, whether they wanted to or not, began to copy him exactly. And as the stream went on, the viewer count rose, and rose, and rose...

[eremiie]

gone for too long;

❥ in which you’ve been gone way too long for eren’s liking.

❥ 2.8k words | nsfw | modern au

❥ content: phone sex, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, i think that’s it

eren rolled over on his navy sheets. he was tired of switching back and forth between the same three apps, constantly checking for new notifications besides the ones from his group chat that kept blowing his phone up.

he missed his girlfriend. he missed your presence being next to him when he woke up and he missed cuddling into you on early mornings. the only company he had now was the dim light being let in through his sheer curtains.

he went to his camera roll and clicked on his photo album of you, scrolling through numerous times; like when the two of you had went to the movies together, he remembered the aftermath, the two of you getting riled up in a taxi and you forced him to tip the driver extra. he also remembered the plethora of dirty photos you'd send to him when he would ask, of course this wasn't a normal occurrence but definitely when the two of you were feeling it.

he contemplated calling your phone despite knowing you were away for a trip with some of your closest friends but he didn't want to bother you, yet his own issue was getting the best of him, the constant tossing and turning, the constant adjusting his sweats, and the constant aching pain he wanted to relieve so bad.

i mean, your contact was right there. he was scrolling through your messages a variety of text messages and share photos sent back and forth, the last time the two of you texted being the day you left for the trip and he wouldn't stop blowing your phone up with how much he missed you; the days after that he resorted to calling you instead.

maybe he should text you first?

okay, okay, he'll text you first, and if you're not busy then he'll call you; if you can't talk then he'll try to handle his own.

10:34pm

Baby you up?

yeah ofc, i’m on a trip

I miss you☹️

imyt bby, wyd?

No

Like i miss you

bye

eren chuckles at your response, a smile on his face forming at the response time of your texts.

10:37pm

Ok no fr, can we ft, wanna see your pretty face

u sure it’s just my pretty face you wanna see?

Nah

Now answer baby

eren couldn't help but smile to himself as he clicked your contact name, the facetime call ringing one, two, then three times before you picked up, your voice after so long sounding like a melody to his ears.

"hello?" your voice came through the line and from where you were sitting on the couch, pieck's legs sitting comfortably on your lap and the heads of sasha and historia whipping towards you, ymir not caring enough to look up from historia's phone.

"hey baby, how are you?" eren asked, his face not in the camera while his hand sliding left to right on his lower abdomen as he spoke to you.

your eyes flickered to your friends, a sly grin on historia's face at the sound of eren's low voice on the other end of the line.

you and your friends decided that it would be nice to go on a small trip, residing in an air bnb while you all traveled together. it was hard to convince eren to let you go, him saying that "he'll miss you," and "you'll be gone for too long", but when you told him you'd keep in contact with him everyday he reluctantly let you go, of course with a pout. you wouldn't be back for a couple more days as you had a couple more places to sightsee with the girls.

"i'm good, how are you?"

"i'm fine... i just miss you..." eren mumbled, adjusting himself in his position, bringing his hand up to his chest then back down to his stomach, feeling the ripples of his abs from under his palm.

sasha threw her head back and huffed a breath. "i wish connie call me like that!" she turned over to her stomach from on the couch and grabbed her phone, you, pieck and historia chuckling.

"i miss you too, i'll be back soon though."

"but baby soon is not soon enough, i want you here with me." he pouted, his hand smoothing down to his crotch while he stared at you, you looking down at the camera. "i want you beside me, 'm tired of going to sleep by myself."

you pressed the volume down on your phone a couple times. when pieck opened her eyes, her dark irises shifted towards you with a raise of her eyebrow. she could read your mind; her legs sliding off your lap more towards her body, and her eyes closing again. "go on." she smiled.

you shook your head after her trying to hide your mere embarrassment before getting up from the couch with a soft "eren!" to warn her that you were in front of your friends. "i'll be back guys..." you made your way towards the staircase of the rented house while eren continued to talk to you.

"what? i'm so serious babe. it's been so long, i just want to feel you against me." he whined. at some point his hand made its way into his sweatpants, him now palming himself over his black boxers. "where are you?"

you opened the door to the room you share with pieck and sasha, getting on your bed and turning over to face eren, half of his face finally in the camera. you could tell he hadn't woken up too long ago, almost all of his hair falling out of his ponytail, frizzy pieces framing his face and around his head like a halo, although it was kind of hard to see with how dark it was in his room. "well now i'm in the room i'm sleeping in... the owners had two rooms so i took one with pieck since she's pretty quiet, but since there isn't three rooms sasha sleeps here too, she didn't mind making a makeshift bed, plus the owners apologized. ymir forced us to all share a room anyways because she wanted the other room alone with historia."

"yeah? well it sounds like y'all are still having fun anyways since you haven't been calling me."

"eren, we just talked yesterday."

"yeah, because i called you. you didn't call me."

"same thing." you huffed, turning to your back and resting the bottom of the phone on your chest, an angle that made eren laugh. "what are you doing?" you asked him, while your eyes darted around the room to study it since you never really got a chance to, being out and about everyday you've been here.

"thinking about you."

you felt your cheeks heat up, and held back your smile, rolling your eyes instead. "hm, i told you i'm co—"

"thinking about how i want you next to me, so i can feel you against me."

"eren, stop," you moved your face out the camera, of course the butterflies in your stomach decided to start flapping around.

"i'm not kidding baby, i was just going through my photos, that's how much i miss you... and i saw some of the photos you used to send me... how come you don't send me nothing no more?" he taunted you, and you didn't even know his hands were halfway down his pants as he spoke to you so enticingly.

"you know why. how did armin end up seeing my nudes?" you furrowed your eyebrows and turned the phone back to your face with a jokingly angry expression causing eren to burst out laughing.

"i told you i was sorry, it was an accident! historia saw my dick print that one time."

"that's because you sent it to me when she was using my phone, nobody asked you to send those to me while i was out with my friends."

"you're always out with your friends and never with me."

"you're such a baby."

"but i'm your baby, and your baby wants you right now."

you were at lost for words, your voice croaking when you tried to come up with something to say, but eren didn't mind, after a moment of comfortable silence he continued to carry the conversation for you.

"wanna feel that pretty body, i wanna kiss you and hold you," a faint noise was eliciting from the other side of the line, small constant sounds of fabric being ruffled almost— and alongside it, eren's soft panting. "the things i want to do to you, baby... i wanna fuck you so bad right now."

eren's hand was wrapped around himself, stroking up and down in a rhythm that you could hear from where you were thanks to the facetime call you were on. "eren—"

"that's one reason i miss you so much... i been fucking my fist to that pretty face almost everyday..."

you turned over to your side letting the phone rest beside you as you listened to eren through the phone. "yeah?"

"yeah, 'm doing it right now, that's how much i miss that pretty pussy."

somehow you found your own hand trailing down to your underwear, pulling the fabric aside and basking in eren's deep voice and praise. you didn't even realize the soft moan you made until eren's voice came in on the other line.

"you're touching yourself too? touching yourself to me?"

his voice— it was so low and grumbly, just like he had only just woken up, the way he spoke working you up. "mhm," you responded, and when he didn’t continue you took his silence as a way of him telling you to 'proceed', letting your fingers brush over your clit.

"i bet you miss me just as much then... miss the way i bend you over..." eren groaned at his own words, his hand tightening around his cock. his sweatpants and boxer were shoved down around his thighs, only enough so that he would be able to pump himself while laying on his back. "miss the way i fuck you so nice, right?"

"yeah.." you mumbled, you didn't really want to be in the position you were when your friends were sitting just downstairs but you couldn't help it, eren just had a natural charm to him that had you doing whatever he wanted you to.

"fuck, baby, if you were here right now i'd have you screaming like you always do—" you let out a low whimper at the thought, he wasn't lying, he did usually have you screaming and crying during your sexual endeavors, he was just that good once the two of you had learned what each other liked and disliked. "bouncing on my dick like that... you wouldn't even be able to touch yourself like you are right now if i was there..." you clenched at this because once again, he was right, he loved edging you, it's was something about the way you would cry and beg for him to let you come that turned him on so much. "fuck, i miss you."

you let a finger enter into you, and you tried to hold back your moans, your mouth agape at the feelings and you could only imagine it was eren's fingers instead. "i, i miss you too." and the noises, the squelching noises just had to be transferred over the call as well, eren letting out a low chuckle when he heard them.

"you're dirty..." he laughed, thumb slipping over his tip to collect his precum and smooth it down his length. "if you're gonna finger yourself show me,"

you squeezed your legs around you and turned onto your back. "eren..."

"let me see."

he moved his face into the camera, head now against his headboard and him still pumping himself while he watched you adjust his view so that the camera was flipped. at first, it was quite shaky while you pulled off your own sweatpants and underwear, putting them off to the side and then making sure the camera wasn't too shaky for eren. "yeah, right there, now put them back inside, put on a show for me, ______."

he was doing something to you, and it wasn't fair. you slipped your fingers back inside of yourself as he asked and let out a drawled out moan, eren's mouth dropping open much like yours earlier, head tilting back against the headboard as he lifted his hips up to meet his hand. "fuck— you wish that was me fucking you instead?"

you let out another whimper, your eyebrows furrowing and your eyes closing at his words; you weren't even sure if the camera was positioned properly anymore but eren wasn't complaining so you could only assume so. "uh huh,"

"look, baby." you opened your eyes again and looked at the phone. the camera was no longer on eren's face, it was now on his dick, his hand wrapped tightly around it moving up and down slowly. "can you see it?" and you could, albeit the dimness of the room, there was just enough light to see his movements. "you want this inside you?"

you nodded your head only to realize he wouldn't be able to hear you and instead let out a small "yeah", adding another finger into yourself and biting your lip to keep from moaning out while watching eren get himself off at you doing the same, you completely dismissed the words 'eren jaeger💍 took a facetime photo.' when they popped up on your screen, you were to amped up, but you knew you'd be complaining later.

"god, you're so beautiful, i can't— 'mma come." he whined, hips once again jutting into his hand. he was getting sweaty, feeling how close he was, his skin shiny with a thin sheen of perspiration, hair tie touching his neck as his ponytail was almost completely loose. his eyebrows were knit together and his complexion was flushed, with the phone in front of him to give you a good view while he stared down at it to watch you. "i want you to come first, make yourself come first for me."

your eyes fluttered, and you used your thumb to rub your clit while you let your fingers glide in and out of you, the wet noises making eren jerk off faster, a choked noise leaving his throat as he tried to hold back. "c'mon baby, just act like that's me, that's me fucking you so well," and he didn't even have to go on, your orgasm washing over you at eren's words and the stimulation, your fingers pulling out of you and your knees coming together while your face twisted in pure pleasure, the sound of eren unfolding on the other line as well.

"______!" he moaned, letting his cum spill all over his hand, and oh, what a sight. "fuck... did you like that?"

you flipped the camera back, placing it on the bed and using your one hand that was holding the phone to pull both your underwear and sweatpants back on. "i guess," you murmured once you had your bottoms on again. "i'll be right back."

"yeah, me too."

both you and eren left to clean yourself up and wash your hands, you coming back to eren being back first. "so when are you coming back again?" he asks, now his face once again fully in the camera laying on his stomach, clutching his pillow.

you held back a small laugh at his boyish grin when he looked at you, clear content in his eyes, the light from the phone illuminating his features. "two more days, i'll see you soon, eren."

"that's too long. can we do this again if i start missing you again?"

"no, this was a one time thing, i'm hanging out with my friends!" eren pouted at you and squeezed his pillow a little more then leaning forward and kissing the phone making you grimace at him and start laughing. "you're so weird."

"shut up and go hang out with your friends."

you and eren finally hung up the phone after a mantra of 'i love you' from both ends, you finally heading back downstairs.

"well that took forever." historia said, her eyebrows raised at you when you strut back in the living room.

"yeah cause she was probably phone fucking her boyfriend." ymir joked, but it caught you off guard because, she wasn't wrong.

"i wasn't!" you retorted quicker than you meant to, historia and sasha laughing.

"i took a nap while you were up there... that’s how long you took! we have to get ready, we're leaving to go out to eat at four pm." pieck yawned, stretching out her arms and legs and moving them from where she stretched them into your previous spot.

"okay, well then i'm gonna go back upstairs to get ready." you replied, turning back around to head back upstairs.

"don't waste anymore of our time being on the phone with jaeger boy." ymir scoffed as she watched you go up the stairs, historia hitting her shoulder from beside her.

"i won't!" you smiled to yourself, as you made your trek back up the stair, of course you wouldn't take any longer than you needed to getting ready, but you definitely  wouldn't waste anytime getting back to eren once you made it back home.

[joyliiejolly]

Hi :) It's been a while.

Two months has passed since I last posted on this blog. And wow, many things have happened during the time.

The blog has gained more than 100 followers!! Yayyyyyyyyy!!! Thank you so much for your supports even tho I haven't posted anything ever since the notice...But I do get notifications then and now about people who like the posts or follow the blog. I just wanna say thank you again, and I really really appreciate you all. I also received some messages and I'm so sorry that I couldn't reply at the time, but whoever you are, thank you for checking on us!

Both me and miss Blue are now free from school. We have both passed our final thesis with flying colors!!! But then, "why haven't you guys come back?", some may ask. I must say it was mostly my fault. During a month of preparation for the thesis, along side with being busy, I also have gone through a major mental breakdown and it changed my mind set completely about spirituality. The situation didn't involve spirituality directly, but it left a huge impact on my way of thinking about things. Due to that, I couldn't bring myself to touch my tarot decks again since then, even till now, and I think I will take a very long time for me to move on from this lump. I'm very sorry to you guys, and to miss Blue, too.

I'm sorry that I can't keep my promise of flooding your feeds with new readings. I hope you guys can forgive me. And because I can't do the readings anymore, I think that Enha's readings will no longer available :( I'm very thankful and very sorry to those who have like the posts of the blog and follow for ENHYPEN's contents. You guys were the first people to interact with my blog, and basically kept me going, but then, I have disappointed you.

I also think that after the "As a lover" series for SEVENTEEN, I would also close the blog. It would be unfair for miss Blue and those who are here for SVT if I end it here. I will team up with miss Blue and give you my best :) And I hope that we'll meet gain soon (I'll try my best to assist miss Blue on this).

And thank you for reading this :) Stay safe, and have a good day or night wherever you are 💙

[anonquack]

| 3am Calls |

Alex Quackity x Reader, Oneshot!

Word Count: 1700

Warnings: None! Just some fluff.

Summary: Unable to fall asleep, you reach out to a friend in order to help ease you into peaceful slumber.

The seconds are passing quickly, 1am turns to 2am, and it doesn't take long for 3am to hit. Stirring around in bed doesn't make the restlessness stop, the little sheeps jumping around your head fall and get back up, attempting once again to lure you to sleep, but it doesn't work. You find yourself staring up at your ceiling, hands resting on your stomach. There is a stinging in your eyes that lets you know you are indeed tired, yet when your eyes finally close, they can't seem to stay that way. These restless nights had been going on for a while, yet you didn't want to be a bother and reach out to any of your friends. Who knew if they were either sleeping or had better things to do. You wouldn't be finding out any time soon. But.. perhaps tonight it wouldn't hurt to reach out. You felt lonely just staring up at your ceiling, and your own thoughts were eating up at you, making the restlessness feel even worse.

You reach out for your phone, turning it on and immediately being blinded by the bright light. Once your eyes became accustomed to the light, you opened messages and took a glance at all the people you had sent some to. A certain someone definitely caught your eye, but you really weren't sure if he'd be up, considering some days he'd wake up super early. He was a busy man, and fitting into his schedule could be a bit difficult. After some thought and the skin of your bottom lip slowly being bitten off, there was a single message sent.

y/n

hi

It was too late to consider his possible sleeping state or the embarrassment that might overtake you in the morning when you get a text with something along the lines of "i was asleep. sorry". You run a hand down your face, deciding to accept your fate and that your luck ran out. Perhaps you'd go back to counting sheep.

alex ((:

hi

The notification casted a bright light on your face, but this time it was welcome. Your finger quickly clicked on it, taking you to the message app.

y/n

did i wake you up by any chance?

alex ((:

i was editing a video, dw

why are you up?

"i don't know." you said out loud as you read the message. "i really don't know.." a small frown appeared on your lips as you texted back:

y/n

can't sleep

alex ((: ahh, is that where i come in?

y/n perhaps.. if you don't mind ofc

alex ((: call me

The message caught you by surprise. Of course you had talked to him on the phone before, but never this late. Never without it being planned beforehand. Never this sudden. Not because you couldn't sleep. Millions of thoughts rushed through your head as you stared at the message. call me. How could one possibly say no to that?

You cleared your throat before pressing on his contact and clicking on the call button. Soon enough, the sound of ringing could be heard, and you held your breath. Of course, he would answer, but you couldn't help the nervous feeling of talking to him this late, and just.. randomly.

"hello?"

Your breath hitched slightly at the sudden halt of the ringing, and the smooth sound of his voice. It didn't sound like it usually did. His voice wasn't full of energy, like it is when he's screaming at his screen or joking around with friends. It was calm, and sounded like he was a bit tired. Who could blame him? He was up editing at 3 in the morning. And here you were, making him talk on the phone rather than encouraging he get some sleep.

"Hi.." you said as a small smile formed on your lips at the thought of how hardworking this man was. "How's the editing going?"

"Mm.. it's going pretty well. I'll probably upload it by tomorrow. I'm planning on just working on it for a bit more before heading to bed." He stated, to which you let out a small hum, "That's good. It's important that you get your rest."

Now it was his turn to let out a small hum of approval. "What's keeping you up?" He asked. You closed your eyes, letting his voice ring and echo inside your head, letting the calmness his voice carried take over you, making you feel calm as well. "To be honest, I don't know. Whenever I close my eyes I just can't seem to doze off."

"Well, do you wanna keep me company while I finish editing? We can talk about random stuff until I bore you enough for you to knock out."

His words made you let out a small chuckle, shaking your head before realizing he couldn't see you. "You could never bore me." You admitted, thinking about his previous words for a few seconds. "That sounds good, actually. If you don't mind.."

"I offered it, didn't I?"

You hum in response. "True.. its settled then."

He let out a small chuckle in response, and the sound alone made you smile. You took a moment to really think about what was happening. You'd keep each other company until either he finished or his soft voice lulled you to sleep, and you'd talk about random stuff. It was a sweet deal.

As you lay in bed, you could hear the clicking sounds his keyboard made when he typed or when he'd move his mouse around while editing the clips. During small moments of peaceful silence, you could hear his steady breathing or light humming.

You'd asked how his day was and listened as he talked about how busy he'd been lately, some of the stuff he had planned for the upcoming month, and how his hard work would let him relax for a few days.. soon. Just hearing how hard he was working and how genuinely excited he sounded about everything he talked about made a warm feeling appear on your chest.

You gave small comments here and there, asking if he could expand on certain projects that caught your attention, as well as asking how he was keeping up with school work. He gladly answered all your questions, but always made sure to ask, "What about you?"

You hadn't noticed that it was mostly him talking, besides your occasional comment. You were just happy to listen to him speak so passionately about everything he did, and to be completely honest, the calm tone in his voice was also making you feel sleepy.

But you'd never deny that it made you feel so.. included. Yes, this was a 1 on 1 call but he always managed to make you feel like your inputs mattered just as much as everyone else's. It was one of his qualities that you adored wholeheartedly.

It could be during a stream, a group call, or even group chat. He always made sure that everybody felt included. He was just that sweet.

So even if you were now half asleep, you always made sure to respond and also tell him how your day went and what you had been up to. It was nice just being able to talk about simple things like that with him so late.

"I think I'm gonna stop editing for tonight. Just have a few things left but fuck, my eyes are killing me." He finally stated after a questionable discussion.

"As you should. You work too hard.. give your eyes a well deserved rest." You said, slightly rubbing at your eyes. The faint sound of shuffling and a few clicks could be heard, presumably him turning off his PC and heading to his bed.

A few more shuffling sounds could be heard before he spoke again. "I know. Thank you, Y/N. You always remind me how important it is that I take care of myself." The smile was evident in his voice, and he sounded way closer than before.

"Of course.. that's what I'm here for."

"I'll remind you too. Don't worry."

"Thank you, Alex." Small pause. "Are you gonna head to bed now?" You looked at how long the call had been going for and realized it had been well over an hour, making your eyes widen slightly.

"I could. Orrrr I could keep talking to you."

"You could.. but you should also head to bed and-"

"I'm already in bed. Got my blankets covering me and everything. Tucked in."

"Did you tuck yourself in? I should do it for you next time." You joked, before realizing you might have overstepped some boundaries. You froze as the call remained silent for a bit.

"Maybe you should– But you're not really down."

Your body relaxed as you realized his response had the same joking tone as yours did, and that it was okay to joke around about this stuff. You let out a small scoff.

"I'm not down? I will gladly go tuck you in. Just send your location and I'll be there in 5 minutes."

His voice had gotten raspy, quieter, and even more soothing if even possible. Each of his responses seemed to calm you more and more with each passing second.

"Well I'm already tucked in so you missed out on that opportunity." He boldly stated.

"We could tuck each other in next time." You said with a smile on your lips, and that earned a small chuckle from him. "Maybe." He hummed in response.

You felt so elated at that moment. You'd had a wonderful conversation with Alex, and he'd managed to make you feel more relaxed. At that moment, you found your eyelids fluttering shut, and at last they didn't force themselves open again.

Alex had been trying to get comfy himself while you were falling asleep. When he realized the silence had gone on for too long, he listened closely for any sound coming from you, and was only met with steady breaths.

"Y/N..?" He asked, quietly this time. Nothing. He let out a small hum, a small smile on his lips at the realization that you had fallen asleep. "Goodnight, Y/N."

[ohmykazuha]

Hey Jia! Here’s my request for your 200 follower event

My comfort character is Childe. Reader is emotionally drained from self-expectations and I’d like it to be romantic!!

Don’t worry about the 100 follower one I sent in (if you’ve already posted it could you link it for me because I think tumblr is eating up my notifs >:( ), if it’s hard to write feel free to just drop it oKkkK

I’m already grateful if you choose to write either this request or that!

Thank you so much Jia <3

i'll do this instead of the other one aaaa TuT sorry sherry :") love u lots and thank you for supporting me!

Hey, (Y/N)!

It's Childe here. I miss you a lot! Teucer keeps asking when you'll come back... I think he misses you a lot! How are you doing? It's been quite a while since I last saw you. I assume that the Adventurer's Guild has been keeping you busy, hm? I hope I can meet you soon, it's been far too long!

Anyways, I heard from Mr. Zhongli that you've been berating yourself a lot, lately. He said that he heard you scolding yourself after a battle! Well.. we can't have that, can we, my love? Self-expectations are great, but they're not good once they start going overboard! I'm sure we all go through self expectations one way or another, but you also have to take care of yourself such that you don't burn out from all of them.

Please remember to reward yourself after as well. You deserve an ice cream, or a day to yourself, or your favourite meal! Reassuring yourself that you did a wonderful job can also help a lot in terms of lowering the stress of your self-expectations.

Take care of yourself, alright? You got this! I believe in you, darling. I'll see you soon!

Until then,

Childe

i hope you like this aaa :") i think he's a lil ooc but hopefully it still resembles childe XD like/rb if you liked it, everyone!

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