#the jacket and the hoodie... u will be mine

[f1sphere]

plus 44 x murakami — las vegas collaboration

releases nov. 15th

[enhard]

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MEAN!JUNGWON X FEM!READER

(i accidentally deleted their request but i have a pic of it i hope the person knows who they are🙏)

pairing: bf!y.jw x fem!reader

cw: SMUT , fluff at the end, blowjob, rough sex, pet names, unprotected sex, creampie, very jealous won, mean sex, everything is consensual, muscle won🫦

thank u sm for this request anon!! i’ve been thinking about this and it is so sexy and perfect hopefully i wrote what u expected </3

“You’re home!” you exclaim, seeing your boyfriend enter your apartment. You’re innocently sitting on your couch, just wearing his hoodie with nothing but your underwear on underneath. He hits you with a cold “hey” before taking his shoes off. Your smile wipes off your face instantly, not understanding what’s wrong with him.

“Did.. something happen, won?” you say a little worried.

You can see him rolling his eyes at your words while taking his jacket off, revealing his contoured arm muscles. “You’re gonna act like you’re clueless?” he asks.

You ponder on his words, slowly crossing your arms. You furrow your eyebrows a bit, trying your best to make eye contact. He completely avoids eye contact though.

“Clueless… about what.. I don’t understand.” you sigh.

“Well you know, since you wanna act like you don’t know anything, today I found out that you went to the mall with Sunghoon. You forgot that?” he spits out.

You freeze a little. Two days ago you went out to a shop with Sunghoon just so you could waste time. Your boyfriend was busy at the time and Sunghoon offered to take you there… You’re just friends though.

“Jungwon… There’s nothing going on between us. We just went as friends.” you say hesitant.

“Oh yeah? then why didn’t you tell me anything?” he slowly walks towards the couch.

“I didn’t think it was that important…” you say with half a mouth.

He walks in front of you, smacking his hand against the couch arm making you flinch. “Did you enjoy his presence more than mine? Huh? Does he kiss you better than me?” you look at him in disbelief, your heartbeat getting faster.

“What?… Jungwon… I only love you. I’d never cheat on you. Sunghoon and I are just friends.” you really cross your arms now, looking at him a little pissed.

He grabs onto your jaw, keeping your head locked to his eyes. “I’m gonna put you in your place, and you tell me if he could ever fuck you like I will right now.”

You grab onto his arm, trying to make him loosen his grip on your face but to no avail. You lift yourself up to sit on your knees, and he follows your movements with his hand. “Won…” you look up at him with pleading eyes while biting the inside of your cheek.

“Stop looking at me like that or I might just rip these clothes off you.” he says in a low voice.

His words are so hot for no damn reason, he went from being upset at you to this in a split second, how could you even react? You just had to play along, those muscles alone did something to you.

“What’s stopping you from ripping them?” you ask a little pouty.

“That bratty mouth, might need to shut you up first.” he says, rubbing his thumb over your lips. You constantly look up at him, but your hands move to his belt right away. Once he sees what you’re doing, he releases the grasp on your face finally, your cheeks more swollen than before. He stares down at you, licking his lips.

You quickly take off his belt, throwing it across the room. You continue with his tight pants sliding them down to his knees. He gently grabs onto your hair as you palm his dick through his boxers. After you see how serious he looks at you, you act fast; taking his boxers off to see his cock spring up for you. You grab the base of it, leaning it to take the pink tip in your mouth. After his tip makes contact with your tongue, he’s quick to push your head forward, making you take his whole length in one go. You choke slightly, grabbing onto his thighs.

“If your mouth is so big to talk back to me, it can take my dick too, right?”

You nod with tears in your eyes. He slowly pulls out, thrusting back into your mouth with full force making you moan on his dick. Then he goes again. And again. And again.

“That’s what your mouth is good for. You’re taking it so well.” he says, picking up his pace.

You already can’t take it anymore, leaking saliva everywhere. You make a sortiment of different muffled sounds, trying to make him to atleast let you breathe but he loves it too much now. He fucks your mouth a few more times before pulling out. His goal wasn’t to cum, he just wanted to teach you a lesson. He grabs your neck now, watching your saliva run down your chin and on your knees.

“See now you can behave, why do you love being a brat just when i’m mad?” he says, slapping your face with his other hand. The sound of the smack echoes.

“I-I’m sorry… i’ll listen to you now..” you look at him, more desperate for his cock than ever.

He takes his shirt off, and slides off his pants off fully before moving to you. He smiles in his mind seeing that hoodie of his on you, but he’s never been more excited to take it off. Luckily you wore no bra that day, so the sight immediately blinded him. He leans in to kiss your nipples, switching between them every kiss or so.

He immediately moves his hands down your abdomen to the hem of your panties. He makes you spread your legs so he can get between them, ripping your panties apart with one strong movement. You just variate between looking at his hands and his pretty face. He throws the pieces of fabric on the floor, spitting on his fingers to rub your pussy with. You grab onto your knees tightly, getting ready to take him.

He leans in to give you a heated kiss, biting your lip in the process. He positions his dick, getting ready to thrust into you.

He gets his whole length in, in one go, making you gasp. He begins his heavy thrusts, pounding you into the couch cushion with each one. “I’m gonna fuck you so good you’ll forget all about him.” He says, leaning in to bury his head into your neck. He goes faster and faster, grabbing onto your waist. He’s completely destroying your insides with his rough thrusts, you could feel his anger and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Such.. a whore. You’re all mine, understand?”

“Fuck… Jungwon… please.. i’m only yours.” you moan out, and that determines him to lift your legs up to his shoulders. He gets so deep inside you, it’s making you dizzy.

He sits up again, using his thumb on your clit making you shake a little. “S..stop I’m gonna…” you cry.

“You’re gonna.. what? Hm? Tell me love, let me hear you.” he circles your clit faster.

“won… ‘m gonna cum… please…plea..” you say, shutting your eyes.

“Aww.. already? can’t my brat handle any more? cum for me.” he says, squeezing your clit.

You snap right there with loud moans. You cum all over his dick, laying there helpless.

He pulls out, easily pulling you on your hands and knees. He begins thrusting into you again from the back, giving your ass smacks every now and then. He lifts one of your legs up just to get in deeper.

You cry out curses and groans while he picks up his pace again. “Look at you, bent over just for me. That’s right. Mine. Don’t ever let me see you with anyone again or I might need to mark what’s mine.” he moans too.

His words make you grab the couch as well as you can, clenching around him like hell. His back arches feeling your sudden tightness, barely being able to go on. “You’re gonna make me cum… fuck that pussy’s so good.” he continues. After a few more thrusts he goes crazy, cumming inside you instantly with more hot moans from him.

He pulls out, letting you finally rest. He turns you back around, pulling you into a tight embrace. He gives you a sweet kiss, moving down to give your shoulders a few kisses too. You both regather your thoughts, and he finally cleans you up and dresses you into some comfortable clothes. “I’m sorry for being so rough on you, my love…” he says embarrassed and you smile. “Don’t worry, you’re so fucking attractive when you’re pissed off.”

You slowly get wrapped into his arms, and he gives you endless kisses. You end up cuddling in your bed while feeding each other snacks. “I love you.” He whispers, on the verge of falling asleep. You run your fingers through his hair, giving him a small peck on the tip of his nose. “I love you more, now rest Wonie, you have a long day tomorrow.” you say softly.

“Don’t care… as long as you’re there with me…” he says, half asleep. You smile, continuing your head massage. He ends up falling asleep in your arms, and you drift off to sleep not long after.

a/n: definitely had fun with this, a little shorter than i thought but u can just call this a drabble sidjejiss thank u anon <33

[duvetchico]

requesting flirty xinyu pls pls pls we need more tripleS content on this app 😭🙏🏽

can u act normal for once

summary public flirting... that's all.

genre fluff / crack / secret relationship

pairing zhou xinyu x tripleS!25th!member

masterlist.

you knew dating xinyu meant signing up for a lifetime of minor heart attacks.

you just didn’t expect one of them to come in the middle of a fanmeet with fifty goddamn cameras aimed at your table.

“can you act normal for once?” you hissed at her through your smile, your hand discreetly reaching under the table to physically restrain her leg from bumping yours for the fifth time in two minutes.

“define normal,” xinyu said like a menace, leaning slightly closer, chin propped in her palm. “because if it means not flirting with my very hot girlfriend while we’re stuck here for four hours, then i’m out.”

“shut up,” you hissed again, eyes darting to your left where nien was absolutely side-eyeing the both of you.

“you love it,” she muttered under her breath, tapping her pen against your knee on purpose.

you did. unfortunately. so much that you wanted to throttle her.

the problem was you were dating xinyu. in secret. you two were in the middle of promotions. the company was watching. the fans were watching. the girls were watching.

and xinyu had not gotten that memo because she was busy trying to write i love you on the back of an objekt mid-signing.

“you’re literally—” you snatched the card before she could finish and shoved a different one into her hand, gritting your teeth. “we’re gonna get exposed and it’s gonna be your fault.”

she winked at you.

winked.

“worth it.”

-

the thing about xinyu was: she flirted like breathing. whether it was with her words or her dumb little smirks or the way she’d call you “baby” in the tiniest whisper while holding out your mic for you.

you hated it.

you hated how warm your ears would get when she’d toss you her water bottle and go “i made sure it’s cold for you.”

you hated how she always ended up sitting next to you on every couch, every car ride, every interview.

you hated how the fans started noticing the stolen glances and the shared jackets and that one time xinyu casually fed you a grape during a signal live broadcast like it was the most normal thing ever.

“you guys are so close!” one fan cooed, standing at your table now during the hi-touch.

xinyu beamed. “she’s my favorite.”

you choked on your own saliva.

FAVORITE??

you kicked her ankle under the table.

she barely flinched.

“she’s just shy,” xinyu added smoothly, grinning at the fan before turning back to you with a deadly glint in her eyes.

you were going to die.

you were going to kill her first.

-

during breaks, it got worse.

xinyu kept accidentally leaning into you every time she got up.

kept whispering dumb things like “your hair smells nice” and “i think you should hold my hand under the table just to test if anyone notices.”

kept looking at you like you were the only one in the room.

“stop looking at me like that,” you muttered, hiding behind your water bottle.

“like what?”

“like you’re about to kiss me in front of the manager.”

“wouldn’t be the worst thing i’ve done.”

you slammed your head onto the table.

-

seoyeon was onto you. sohyun was suspicious.

nien said “do y’all have something to tell us?” every three hours.

you pretended to be confused every single time.

xinyu?

“oh? no? we’re just close.”

bitch you were making out in the dorm hallway two days ago.

-

eventually, it happened.

you were mid-hi-touch, your cheeks already pink from xinyu’s latest attempt to write “mine <3” on your sticky note when a fan slid their phone forward with a tweet on the screen.

“I swear xinyu and y/n are dating. look at the way she LOOKS at her. that is not platonic behavior. that’s ‘i’ve seen her in my hoodie at 2am’ behavior.”

“oh that’s funny,” you said nervously, shoving the phone back with a strained smile.

xinyu leaned over to peek and immediately laughed. laughed.

“they’re not wrong though.”

“xinyu!” you elbowed her, face going red. the fan was now cackling with both hands covering their mouth like they just witnessed a crime.

your girlfriend just smiled, shameless and proud.

you were going to strangle her.

-

that night in the dorm, you sat on the floor, arms crossed, refusing to look at her while dahyun cackled behind the camera editing your vlog footage.

“you two are terrible at hiding things,” she said.

“you’re not even slick,” added sohyun.

“i think you should just soft launch already,” said nien with a knowing smirk.

you were fully about to give up.

“babe,” xinyu whispered next to you, nudging your knee with hers. “babe. i’ll buy you a pastry tomorrow. forgive me.”

you ignored her.

“okay two pastries.”

you looked away.

“three pastries. and i’ll shut up for a whole hour.”

your lip twitched.

she leaned in close, soft and smug. “you look really good when you’re annoyed at me. it’s kinda hot.”

you cracked.

“FUCK YOU,” you whisper-yelled, throwing a pillow at her.

she caught it and hugged it like it was you.

“you’re literally the worst,” you grumbled, finally facing her.

“but i’m your worst,” she said with a cheeky grin, leaning in and pressing a quick kiss to your cheek before running off like the bitch she was.

you were so doomed.

and so in love.

and honestly?

you didn’t even care anymore.

[wingedhallows]

— LEAP OF FAITH —

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ PAIRING ellie williams x reader / 2.6k words *ੈ✩‧₊˚ WARNING (modern setting) smut - MDI *ੈ✩‧₊˚ SYNOPSIS Months after a painful breakup, Ellie Williams is just trying to keep her head down — working at a quiet bookshop, healing in her own quiet way — when the last person she expected walks back into her life. You’ve changed. At least, that’s what Ellie’s trying to figure out as old wounds resurface and new sparks start to flicker. You’re sober now. Steady. But the past doesn’t disappear just because you’ve cleaned up. What follows is a slow, emotional unraveling of everything left unsaid — a story of longing, rebuilding, and the messy, beautiful chaos of loving someone who once let you down. *ੈ✩‧₊˚ AUTHORS NOTE hey babes, i've been sick for a few days - my immune system hates me but i shall deliver, so here u go :)

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The bell above the door let out a soft chime, cutting through the quiet murmur of soft jazz and the faint rustling of pages. Ellie glanced up from the counter, half-expecting to see another regular — maybe the old man who always asked for spy novels he’d already read, or the college kid who never bought anything. But her breath caught halfway in her throat when she saw you.

You stood just inside the entrance, damp from the spring rain, a folded umbrella dripping quietly at your side. A moment passed, a beat suspended in air, and you smiled. Tentative. Almost apologetic.

“Hey,” you said, voice soft, a little cautious. Like you weren’t sure if you were welcome here.

Ellie’s heart thudded, sharp and unexpected. You looked different — not in the obvious ways. The leather jacket was swapped for something simpler, softer. Your eyes, once rimmed with the careless edge of late nights and too many drinks, now held a kind of quiet clarity. There was still something wild in them, but it was tempered. Controlled.

“Hey,” Ellie said after a second, clearing her throat. “Didn’t think I’d see you around here.”

“I moved back. A couple months ago.”

Of course you did. Of course you were back, just when she’d finally stopped checking every face in a crowd, every unknown number on her phone. Still, she nodded, neutral. Careful.

You stepped forward, eyes flicking around the store. “Place looks nice. Yours?”

“Mine and Joel’s. He handles the paperwork. I… handle the books.”

Your smile deepened. “Sounds like the dream.”

There was a silence. Not awkward — just full. Full of the things neither of you had said when it all broke apart. Ellie felt the memories curl up from the corners of the room — the arguments, the shouting, the helplessness in watching you unravel from someone she loved into someone she didn’t recognize.

And now you were standing here, whole.

“I’ve been sober for eight months,” you said, like you could feel the questions she wasn’t asking.

Ellie’s gaze snapped to yours. That look — the one that used to slice right through her when you were being real with her — it was back. Raw and open.

“That’s… good,” she said. “I’m glad.”

You nodded, holding her eyes. “I came by because I wanted to say that. To you. I know I don’t get to ask for anything else, but…”

She blinked. “But?”

“…But I missed you.”

Something lodged itself in her throat. A protest, maybe. Or a memory. Instead, she leaned back against the counter, arms crossed over her chest, trying to look more composed than she felt.

“You want coffee?” she asked.

Your brows rose, hopeful. “Yeah. I’d love that.”

Later that week

The rain had returned, falling in lazy sheets against Ellie’s windows as the kettle whistled. You sat curled on the couch in an old hoodie — hers — and she wondered when it had started to feel so easy again. So dangerous.

You were laughing at something she’d said, something about a ridiculous customer, when the moment shifted. Slowed. Your eyes lingered. Her pulse jumped.

“I still dream about you sometimes,” you said quietly.

Ellie looked away. “Don’t.”

“I’m not trying to mess with you. I just… I never stopped loving you, even when I was a mess.”

She stood, abruptly, the storm outside suddenly mirrored in her chest.

“You don’t get to say that like it fixes things.”

“I know. I just want to be honest.”

You followed her, slow, until you were standing in her space — too close. Close enough she could smell the rain still clinging to you, the faint trace of citrus soap, something steady and clean and new.

Her voice was quiet when she said, “I don’t know if I can trust this. Trust you.”

You reached out, gently, fingers brushing her wrist. “Then don’t. Just feel it.”

When she kissed you, it was like striking a match — sudden heat, a breathless flicker of want that flared into something hungrier. Your hands tangled in her shirt as hers found your waist, pulling you in, anchoring you. The world shrank to skin and breath and the soft sounds you made as her mouth moved down your neck.

“Ellie—”

That was all you managed before she was pushing you gently back toward the couch, eyes dark with something that was definitely not just caution anymore.

You landed on the couch with a quiet breath, half-caught between tension and surrender. Ellie hovered above you, her weight held in her arms, her eyes scanning yours like she was searching for all the cracks she used to know.

“You have no idea,” she murmured, voice low, “how many nights I hated you. And how many more I just… missed you.”

Your hands slid up to her jaw, gentle. “I hated me too.”

She exhaled, shaky, as if hearing you admit that finally let her loosen something she’d been gripping for too long.

Your fingers threaded into her hair, urging her down — not demanding, just there, present, like you couldn’t stand another second of distance. And when your mouths met again, it wasn’t soft anymore.

It was desperate.

Messy and full of all the months you’d spent pretending you were okay without each other.

Ellie kissed you like she was starved. Her mouth devoured yours, tongue sliding against yours with a kind of practiced ache — muscle memory in every movement. Her body sank against you, and the weight of her made you gasp, just slightly, enough for her to pull back and whisper:

“Still remember everything about you.”

The way her voice broke on that made your heart ache.

“You feel different,” she added, kissing along your jaw, your neck. “But you still taste the same.”

Your hoodie was peeled off slowly, with fingers that trembled just slightly, and you didn’t rush her — couldn’t. Not when her hands moved over your skin like she was learning a map she’d burned and thought she'd never see again.

Your shirt came off next, and Ellie’s breath caught audibly. She looked at you like she couldn’t believe this was real — you, beneath her again. Hers, in a way that wasn’t just physical.

She leaned down, kissed between your breasts, your stomach, like she was apologizing in fragments.

“I wanted to call you so many times,” she said, lips brushing your skin. “But I thought if I did… I’d go right back to breaking.”

Your fingers laced with hers. “You wouldn’t have. Not now.”

She didn’t answer. She kissed you instead. Deep, possessive. Then her hand trailed down — slow, deliberate — and the first touch between your legs made your hips twitch under her.

“Still sensitive,” she whispered against your neck, lips curling into something dark and familiar.

You let out a shaky breath. “Still yours.”

That cracked something in her. She groaned, pulled your hips closer, her fingers sliding through wetness she didn’t even need to coax — it was already there, waiting for her. For this. Her fingers slide through your folds, just to brush her thumb over your sensitive clit, making you mewl.

She kissed your mouth again while her fingers moved with precision — two of them curling up inside you like she knew exactly how to pull you apart. Your back arched, hands gripping her shoulders, nails biting skin. Her fingers move inside you with slow deliberation. Her eyes are fixed on your cunt just sucking in her fingers like they did the last time.

“Ellie—fuck—”

“I’ve got you,” she whispered. “I’ve always got you.”

She didn’t stop until your body was trembling, breath coming out in broken gasps, her name the only word left in your mouth. 

And then she kissed you again, slower this time, lingering.

The silence after was warm. Heavy. Sacred.

You curled into her chest, still catching your breath, and for the first time in months, maybe longer, it felt like you could actually exhale.

Ellie didn’t move for a while. Her breath was still ragged against your throat, her fingers laced with yours, the room echoing with the storm outside and the softer storm that had just passed between you. You could feel her heartbeat where her chest pressed into yours, fast and wild like she was still catching up.

Then, slowly, her hand slipped back down your stomach — teasing, deliberate — and her mouth followed, trailing kisses lower. She looked up at you from between your thighs, eyes dark and glassy, her lips swollen, her voice hoarse:

“I’m not done with you.”

Your breath caught. “Ellie—”

She didn’t wait. Her tongue slid through your sensitive folds , slow at first, just to feel you react. You whimpered, thighs tightening around her shoulders, but she pushed them apart again with firm hands, grounding you in place.

“You’ve been in my head for months,” she muttered into your glistening cunt. “Every fucking night, this is what I thought about.”

Her mouth latched around your clit, and you cried out — not soft, not delicate. It was a sound full of want and relief and all the nights you’d spent aching without her. She worked you with a kind of focused fury, tongue flicking, lips sucking, one hand gripping your hip tight while the other slid back inside you — two fingers curling just right.

“Ellie, please—”

She groaned at the sound of your voice breaking, pulling you even deeper onto her mouth. It was messy now, wet and obscene, her tongue relentless, and you were so close it hurt. Your hands found her hair, tugging, and she moaned against you — the vibration sending you reeling.

Your orgasm hit harder this time — not sharp, but deep. Like a wave rolling through your whole body, dragging you under. You shook beneath her, legs trembling, and she kept going through it, licking you slow and lazy now, easing you down while her eyes never left yours.

When she finally pulled back, her chin was slick, her mouth open, breathing hard. She crawled back up, kissing you deep — letting you taste yourself on her tongue — and you didn’t even care, you just wanted more of her. All of her.

“Come here,” you whispered, tugging at her shirt.

She stripped it off without breaking eye contact — tattoos and muscle and scars familiar beneath soft lighting — and the look on your face must’ve said everything, because she leaned in, pressing her forehead to yours.

“I still love you,” she said, almost too quiet to hear.

You pulled her down with a soft gasp, kissing her so hard it hurt.

Then you flipped her over.

Ellie’s breath hitched as you straddled her, dragging your nails down her chest, slow and deliberate. She wasn’t used to being the one beneath. But she let you take control — let you show her how much you'd changed, how much you'd missed her. Your mouth trailed down her neck, her chest, your tongue circling her nipple until she moaned, hips twitching up into yours.

Your voice was husky when you spoke. “I wanna make you feel everything I couldn’t say before.”

She cursed under her breath, eyes locked on you like she couldn’t believe this was happening.

“Then show me,” she said.

So you did.

You moved slow at first — kissing down her chest, letting your hands map out every inch of her skin, relearning her body like a favorite song you forgot the lyrics to. Her eyes fluttered shut when your mouth wrapped around her nipple again, your hand ghosting down her stomach.

Ellie was already squirming beneath you, fingers curling into the couch cushion. “Fuck,” she whispered, voice rough and low, “you’re really gonna make me beg, huh?”

You grinned against her skin. “Didn’t say that. But it’d be nice to hear.”

Your fingers found her, hot and already wet, and she gasped — sharp and sudden — as you slid through her folds, teasing but gentle. You leaned in close, lips brushing her ear. “I wanna hear what you sound like when you need me.”

Ellie bucked her hips, and you finally gave in — two fingers sliding deep inside her, slow at first, then harder when she moaned. Your thumb circled her clit with practiced care, and you watched her unravel for you, head thrown back, hips chasing your rhythm.

“You feel so good, Ellie. Still so fucking tight,” you murmured, pressing a kiss to her throat. “You want me to ruin you a little?”

She didn’t answer right away — just groaned, biting her lip, one hand fisting in your hair. But then she looked at you, eyes wild, and smiled.

“Switch with me.”

Your heart stuttered. “What?”

Ellie leaned up, her mouth brushing yours. “You proved your point, baby. Now lie the fuck back.”

You barely had time to react before she flipped you, strong and fluid — straddling your hips, eyes burning with something deeper than lust. Possession. Longing. Relief.

Her hand wrapped around your throat, light enough to make you gasp, firm enough to pin you there. “You think I forgot how to fuck you stupid?”

You whimpered — whimpered — and Ellie smirked.

“That’s what I thought.”

She slid down your body, kissed a path down your chest, and then bit gently at your hip as she pulled your legs apart again. But this time, she didn’t go soft.

Her mouth was on you in seconds, rough and unrelenting, like she was trying to devour every second you’d been apart. Her tongue moved with filthy precision, her fingers back inside you fast and deep, curling hard — and you cried out, thighs trembling.

“Ellie, I—fuck—I’m close—”

She didn’t slow. If anything, she dared you to fall apart. And when you came, it was loud and messy, your body jerking, toes curling as heat flooded through you in waves. She held you through it, lips still moving even as your legs tried to close.

“Too much,” you gasped, pushing at her shoulder.

But she just grinned, that cocky little smirk that used to make you weak. “Then take it.”

And somehow, you did.

Later, when your chest was heaving and your body was limp and Ellie was half on top of you, pressing lazy kisses to your shoulder, you finally broke the silence.

“Jesus.”

She laughed into your skin. “It’s Ellie, actually.”

You smacked her gently, and she caught your hand, kissed your knuckles. Then softer: “I missed this. Not just the sex. You.”

You turned to her, forehead pressed to hers again. “You have me. If you want me.”

She didn’t answer right away. But her arms around you tightened, and she whispered, “Just don’t make me take another leap unless you’re gonna catch me this time.”

You kissed her slow, deep, and let that be your promise.

[royaljude]

Temptations ~ JB5

Genre ~ Fluff, Angst, smut(later)

Summary ~ Jude Bellingham, the very well known bad boy of Silver Ridge High school, runs into the shy, good girl, Vivian Rose. In a case of she fell first, he fell harder, and tensions high. What will happen when their paths collide? Will Jude’s reputation change? Will Vivian end up not being the so called good girl she is?

Warnings ~ non

A/N ~ first chapter to a new series! LETS GO!!

Pt.2

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November in Silver Ridge was grey, wet, and always a little bit miserable. The kind of cold that snuck through your jacket and made your nose sting. The kind of weather that made staying home with tea and a good book feel like the only rational choice.

Which is exactly what I planned on doing

—until my phone lit up for the fourth time in the last ten minutes.

Zoë [7:42 PM]

vivi i swear to god if u don't come i will show up at ur house in crocs and drag u out myself

Zoë [7:43 PM]

it's not even that serious. it's a bonfire. just come for an hour.

Zoë [7:44 PM]

jude bellingham is here btw 👀

That last text made my stomach flip in a way l hated to admit. Jude Bellingham.

The school's golden boy-if golden boys wore leather jackets, skipped class, and could set the whole hallway buzzing with a single smirk. He was chaos wrapped in cologne. And he didn't know I existed.

I stared at the messages, then at my bookshelf. Then back to my phone.

"I'll regret this," | muttered, tugging off my sweatshirt and digging out the one hoodie I owned that didn't scream I read romance novels under my covers at night.

- 20 Minutes Later -

It was louder than I expected. Music pulsed from someone's car speakers, people laughed too loud, and the fire crackled in the center of it all, lighting up faces I usually only saw from the back row of class.

"Vivian!" Zoë yelled, practically launching herself at me. "You came! I'm in actual shock.”

"I don't know why I let you talk me into this."

"Because deep down, you love me." She linked her arm through mine, dragging me toward the fire. "And because part of you is a little curious about seeing Jude Bellingham in person instead of just pretending not to notice him in history class."

I opened my mouth to deny it-and promptly froze.

There he was. Across the fire. Laughing with some senior I didn't recognize. Dark curls, hands shoved into his pockets, smile crooked and dangerous.

He wasn't someone who lived in my world, yet he did.

Our eyes met for half a second.

Maybe less.

But he looked at me. Really looked. Then he looked away.

Just like that.

"Okay," | whispered, throat suddenly dry,

"Maybe I do regret this."

"Come on let's go get drinks." Zoë said dragging me to a nearby cooler with a bunch of drinks in it.

I crouched beside the cooler, brushing a few stray leaves off the lid. My fingers hovered over a can of Sprite before finally grabbing it. Predictable. Safe. Very me.

Zoë cracked open a cherry soda like she’d done this a hundred times before. She probably had. I watched her tilt her head back, laughing at something Leigh said behind us, while I stayed silent. Always the listener. Always on the edge of things.

I sipped my drink and let my eyes wander.

The fire popped and sparked, casting flickering shadows across the grass. People huddled in tight groups, some on old lawn chairs, others standing close enough to blur the line between talking and flirting.

And there was he was again. Jude.

Still by the fire. Still surrounded. His laugh was louder this time—rough and lazy, like he had all the time in the world. Like nothing could touch him. He said something to one of the guys beside him, and a ripple of laughter followed.

I hated that I noticed the sound of his voice before anyone else’s. I hated that it lingered.

“You keep staring,” Zoë said under her breath, nudging me.

“I’m not.”

“You so are.”

“It’s not staring if I’m just looking.”

“Sure,” she teased. “And I only wore this shirt for the weather.”

I rolled my eyes, trying to laugh it off, but my stomach was tight. Because the truth was, Jude Bellingham wasn’t just a name people whispered in the halls. He was the kind of boy who ruined good girls in every book I ever read. The one with the reckless smile and too many secrets. The one you warned yourself about.

The one you couldn’t help noticing.

“He’s not even that attractive,” I said, mostly to myself.

Zoë snorted. “That’s the biggest lie you’ve ever told.”

I shrugged, eyes drifting again—only to find him already looking.

Not a glance. Not a half-second thing this time.

His eyes were on me, unreadable. Calm. Curious, maybe.

And this time, he didn’t look away.

I felt my breath catch, cold air sharp in my chest. His gaze was steady. Not flirtatious. Not smug. Just… there.

And then someone called his name. A girl. Blonde. Confident. Her voice high and sweet. His head turned.

Connection broken.

I looked away fast, like I’d been caught doing something wrong. My cheeks burned.

Sure I had a crush on him, it was wrong. He was the schools troublemaker. Plus it’s not like he’d like a girl like me anyway…

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[faithst]

WHEN THEIR S/O WEAR ANOTHER MEMBER’S CLOTHES

pairing zb1 x gn!reader

genre fluff, comedy, some jealousy

notes hiii thank u for liking my works 💕 i hope you enjoy this one !! just an update because i’m busy the next few weeks ❤️

masterlist<3

— zhang hao

guess who’s sweater you’re wearing ?

thats right, hanbin’s sweater !

when hao sees you in the piece of clothing, he thinks nothing of it

cuz he wears it alot too

and he didn’t notice it wasn’t his sweater

like ‘hey, that’s a cool sweater!’

but then he realises that you’re wearing hanbin’s clothes

‘wait a minute… i’ve seen that before..’

has a moment of confusion; whether to be jealous of hanbin or jealous of you 😦

in the end he just doesn’t care that much

makes you both take turns wearing said sweater

“it’s my turn to wear that!”

— sung hanbin

maybe a bit annoyed but he doesn’t show it

he sees you w matthew’s hoodie on and stops in his tracks

‘huh, that’s not mine..’ ‘why does it look familiar though?’

and then he realises

immediately rushes to you and offers another hoodie, his hoodie 🤝

“why though? this hoodie is comfortable.” “it’s not mine, love.”

your mouth forms an o

you immediately take it off and wear his

hanbin is happy now 👍

he might be just a teeny more strict on matthew after the incident tho

“you look better in my hoodie.”

— seok matthew

he’s a bit annoyed

not at you tho <3

“hey babe!” he beams, stopping in his tracks upon seeing you

“why are you wearing gunwook’s shirt?” he furrowed his eyebrows

“i just picked the one that was nearest to me.” you explained

matthew sighed in response “this kid..”

“gunwook, stop placing your clothes everywhere!” he scolds, filling the house with his voice 😤

he then goes to get his own shirt and comes back handing it to you

“wear this, my shirts are better.”

— shen ricky

immediately notices

cuz he takes note of everything you take from him and everything he buys for you 💰

“that’s a comfortable hoodie.” he comments

your quirk an eyebrow before speaking up “yeah, it’s yours.”

ricky pouts, slightly shaking his head

“wait, this isn’t yours? why was it in your closet then?” you ask, pulling over the hoodie over your head

“i forgot to return this to jiwoong.” he responded with a sheepish smile

“it was comfortable though..”

ricky immediately brings out his phone to buy you the same exact hoodie

“which colour do you want?”

— park gunwook

jealous 💯

you were out with gunwook and gyuvin

and it was really chilly outside

as any cliché moment goes, gunwook wanted to wrap his jacket around you

but the thing was, he didn’t have a jacket at the moment

so gyuvin offered his as you weren’t wearing as many layers

gunwook knew it was the only thing they could do at the moment but he couldn’t help but feel bummed

tries to hide his obvious pout

“oh, are you still cold? here, take my sweater.”

literally takes off his sweater and suffers in the cold just so he didn’t have to see gyuvin’s jacket around you anymore

“it’s not cold at all!” he manages to mutter out with trembling lips

— kim taerae

i don’t think he minds

actually, i don’t think he knows

like, he sees you in a new jacket and is like “that’s a nice jacket!”

proceeds to ask where you got it from bcuz he wants one too

“what do you mean this is mine? i don’t own anything like this..”

and then gunwook comes in, asking if both of you had seen his jacket 😦

and then he sees you wearing HIS jacket “that’s oddly similar to my missing jacket..”

taerae looks to you and then back to gunwook, confused

finally puts the pieces together “wait, are you wearing wook’s jacket?”

after explaining why you were wearing it in the first place

taerae offers you his jacket

“do you wanna match jackets?”

— kim gyuvin

he’s acting like it doesn’t bother him but it actually does

you search around his wardrobe to find smth comfortable to wear

and also to surprise him cuz he absolutely LOVES it when you wear his clothes 🤭

little did you know that he had taerae’s hoodie in there too

gyuvin comes in and catches you red-handed

“oh my god, hey! i wasn’t stealing your clothes!”

he just silently stares at you “why are you wearing taerae’s hoodie..?”

you grab a part of the hoodie with a confused look “taerae..? i thought it was yours.. it’s comfy though.��

gyuvin’s eyes widen “wait, i have better hoodies.”

frantically starts throwing out all his hoodies from his closet onto the bed

forces you to change into his hoodie while repeating that he isn’t jealous

“the hoodie is bright yellow.. why would you ever think that it’s mine..”

— kim jiwoong

honestly, i don’t think he minds at all

aslong as you’re comfy ykyk 👍

so that’s how you have ricky’s sweater over you while being in jiwoong’s arms

ricky came to receive his sweater back as jiwoong supposedly wanted to ‘borrow’ it

and then ricky finds you wearing it and is genuinely concerned like ‘jiwoong allowed this?’

jiwoong immediately starts rambling how you looked very nice in the sweater

used his oldest card 😭

and convinced ricky into just giving it to you

“ricky, you can just buy another!”

— han yujin

for some reason he has so many clothes

and all those clothes are not his but the other member’s

so even if you did wear another member’s clothing, he simply wouldn’t care cause technically it’s HIS clothing now

hao barges into yujin’s room where you both were playing games 💥

“yujin, have you done your homework yet?” he asks, looking at the shirt you were wearing

hao knits his eyebrows together “isn’t that my shirt?”

although yujin tried to lie about ever stealing it, hao already knew his record of taking the member’s clothes

“i was looking for this everywhere! since when did you take this?” he crossed his arms, about to scold yujin again

“like.. 5 months ago..?”

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sick days | l.f.

summmary: felix is feeling under the weather but luckily his angel is there to help him feel better.

wc: 2k

warnings: i know channie n lix don't live in the same dorm but for the sake of this story they do <3. descriptions of the flu and food, too many pet names, use of y/n. not proofread, lowercase intended.

a/n: okayyy, this is a request i was given a lil while ago (i'm so sorry this took so long) also wrote this in like 4 hours until three am so if the ending is weird that’s why but i’ll proofread it tomorrow. with that being said, i hope u enjoy, remember to eat, drink water and take your meds, ily <3

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(pictures not mine! credit to owners!)

you knew something was off, you couldn’t put your finger on it but you had a gut feeling. you had asked felix if everything was okay and he reassured you everything was fine. that was until a few days later he texted you letting you know he was feeling sick.

you had already called into work, letting them know you weren’t going to be in the office for a few days but you’ll do some work on your computer. you texted him once more, asking him what he needs but you didn’t receive a response.

assuming he’s probably resting you give his older counterpart a call. there was about three rings before he picks up, “hello?” an aussie voice fills your ears. “hi channie.” you smile. “y/n! hi, what can i do for you?” he asks.

“felix told me he wasn’t feeling well so i tried to text him to ask if he needed anything but he didn’t respond so i’m assuming he’s asleep. but i was calling so ask if you knew if he needed anything or if you guys need anything at the dorms.” you explain, placing him on speaker opening your notes app.

“oh! well i know lino’s making him some stew but i’m sure he could use some medicine and maybe some tea and something for electrolytes.” he lists off. “okay i can do that, do you guys need anything for the dorm?” you ask, typing out your list.

“no i think we’re good, thank you y/n, i appreciate it.” he smiles. “no problem channie, i’ll be there in a bit.” taking the phone off speaker, placing it back to your ear. “sounds good, drive safe.” you say your goodbyes, hanging up the phone.

you quickly put on your jacket, pulling your backpack on, then your work bag and grabbing your keys, walking out the door. you had packed a bag, planning on spending a few days at the dorms taking care of felix.

you quickly make your way to your car after locking your door. you grab everything felix may need from the store, making your way to the dorms. the drive to the dorms was quick, pulling into the driveway, grabbing all of your bags. you use your hip to close your car door as your hands are full, before walking up to the dorm.

you use your foot to tap the door, hoping someone inside hears. the door opens revealing a hoodie clad chan, giving you his signature smile, “hey, y/n.” he greets you before grabbing the bags. “ hi.” you smile back, quickly turning back, locking your car before following him inside.

you make your way into the kitchen, finding lino finishing up his kimchi-jjigae while chan places the bags on the counter. “hi lino.” you smile, giving him a small wave. “hi y/n, here to take care of yongbokkie?” he asks, stirring the steaming stew. you nod, “i’ll be right back, i’m gonna go put my stuff down and check on him.

you make your way down the hall, before reaching his closed door. you gently knock on the door, just incase he was still sleeping. “come in” you hear the familiar aussie voice, his voice impossibly deeper. you open the door, finding the usually sunny boy, looking pale and dreary.

“hi bubba, how are you feeling?” you ask, quickly putting down your bags next to the door before making your way to the bed. you sit down on the bed, brushing his hair out of his face. he clears his throat, “i’m okay.’ his voice hoarse.

your hand resting on his warm cheek, thumb brushing soothing circles on his cheek. “what’s going on jagi?” you ask. “channie hyung thinks it’s a cold or flu, i have a fever, congested, i keep coughing and sneezing and my head feels like it’s a balloon.” he explains, before he turns his head away from you, letting out a sneeze.

you hand him a tissue from the box sitting on his bedside table. “bless you bubba.” he blows his nose, placing the tissue in the bag next to him. “thank you, angel.” he gives you a small smile. you look at the table, finding an empty water bottle, tissues, and some crackers.

“have you taken some medicine?” you ask, running your hand through his hair. “lino hyung gave me some aspirin for my fever but we didn’t have any cold medicine.” he sniffles, closing his eyes, nuzzling his head against your hand slightly.

“okay bub, i picked you up some, so i’m gonna go grab you some medicine and i think minho is done with the stew so i’m gonna grab you a bowl too, alright?” you ask, hand still running through his hair. “mhm, thank you.” he mumbles. 

you leaned over placing a soft kiss to his warm forehead before pulling his blanket over him. you get up, grabbing the empty water bottle and crackers before making your way out of the room. you softly close the door behind you, walking back to the kitchen.

you place the crackers on the counter before filling up his blue bottle with ice and water. you start to put everything away, keeping the medicine and gatorade in a bag before pulling away the crackers. “here you go.” lino says, placing a bowl of the hot stew, with a spoon and some napkins next to you.

“ thank you minho.” you smile, placing the water bottle in the bag as well. “of course, there’s extra on the stove if you want some.” he says pointing towards the pot on the stove

. your heart warms at the older boy's gesture. “oh, thank you, you didn't have to.”

he waves you off “it’s the least i could do for you helping yongbokkie.” he smiles before making his way to the living room to join chan on the couch. you smile to yourself before collecting your materials, making your way back to your sick boy.

you carefully make your way down the hallway, knocking on the door once more, signaling your arrival. you carefully open the door, finding felix fast asleep, soft snores leaving his mouth. you quietly make your way into the room, closing the door once again.

you make your way to the side of his bed, placing the stew on the bedside table, sitting next to him once again. you place a gentle hand on his cheek, softly rubbing, waking him up. “hi angel,” you smile down at him. “you can go back to sleep in a bit but i got soup, medicine and water.” he nods understanding as he stretches a bit.

“sit up for me a bit.” he leans forward, coughing a bit. you rub his back, before you place pillows behind him to prop him up. “okay, lay back down baby.” he lays back, clearing his throat a bit. “comfortable?” he nods, giving you a small smile.

“good.” you smile, placing a kiss to his forehead before grabbing the still warm stew. you stir it slightly before taking a spoonful, blowing on the steaming liquid, bringing the spoon and bowl to felix. he opens his mouth, taking in the warm liquid, you pull the spoon back.

“good?” you ask, gathering another serving for him. he swallows the delicious food. “very good angel, thank you.” you smile, bringing the spoon back to him. “don’t thank me, thank minho.” you take the spoon again, repeating the process.

“no seriously, you dropped everything to come take care of me. i really appreciate that baby.” he smiles, placing an hand on your thigh. you place the spoon back in the bowl, leaning over, careful of the bowl of soup. you place a kiss to his cheek, “i’m your partner, it’s literally my job, you don’t have to thank me lix.” his cheeks redden slightly, small smile spreading across his lips.

you grab the spoon, repeating the same process until the stew is all gone. you hand him the napkin, watching him wipe his face before holding out the bowl for him to place the dirty material in. you set the bowl down before grabbing the gatorade and medicine. you place the medicine in his hand before opening the gatorade bottle.

he places the pills in his mouth before grabbing the cold bottle you held out to him. he takes down a few gulps of the cold liquid, before he struggles to breathe thanks to his congestion. “bubba, slow down,” you place your hand on his thigh as he finally pulls away. “breathe please, it’s not going anywhere.” you rub his thigh lightly.

“sorry.” he coughs slightly, causing you to take the bottle, before rubbing his back. “okay bubba, let it out.” the coughs slowly die down, his breathing becoming heavy as he tries to catch his breath. “okay, let’s lay you back down baby.” he nods, you put the cap back on, placing it back on the table.

you move a few of pillows, allowing him to lay back down. he scoots a little closer to you before laying down fully. “comfy?” he nods smiling, eyes closing slightly. “i’ll be back, i’m just gonna bring the dishes back into the kitchen, okay?” you ask, moving his two drinks to the edge of the table for him to have easy access. “okay, you’ll come back and cuddle right?” he asks, his boba eyes staring into yours, pleading you. you giggle, nodding, “yes, bub, i’ll come back and cuddle.” he smiles, happy with your answer before he nuzzles back into the soft mattress.

you give his arm a squeeze before getting up and grabbing the bowl, making your way back to the hallway. as you step out you run into jeongin. “oh!” slightly startled. “hi innie.” you smile. “hi noona, how is felix hyung?” he asks, pointing to the door. “he’s okay, he just ate and took medicine so he’s gonna sleep for a bit.” small smile still present on your lips.

“good, thank you for taking care of him.” you nod your head, “of course, i’d do anything for him.” your cheeks warming slightly. he smiles, “he’d do the same for you, you know.” you nod, cheeks becoming impossibly warmer. “i know, thank you innie.” he smiles, placing a hand on your shoulder before making his way to his room.

you make it back to the kitchen, quickly washing the bowl. “how’s lix doing?” an aussie voice behind you asks. you turn around, “he’s okay, he ate and i gave him some medicine so he’s gonna try to sleep now.” he nods, “thank you for taking care of him, we really appreciate it.”  you nod, smiling at the older man. “anytime channie, i’d do anything for him.”

he gives you a side hug, “we know.” he pulls away, making his way back to minho on the couch. you walk back to felix’s room for the final time, lightly knocking on the door. you enter, felix lifting his head, before settling back into his cocoon.

“y’know you don’t have to knock everytime, right?” he mumbles, face smooshed into his pillow. “i know but it’s your space, i don’t want to invade it.” you say, making your way to the other side of the bed. you get under the blankets, opening your arms to him. “you could never invade my space jagi, what’s mine is yours.”

he moves, melting into you, placing a kiss on top of your heart. “you realize you’re definitely getting sick right?” he asks, words slurred with sleep. you giggle, “yes lix i know,” you pause looking down at him, “but it’s worth it.” you lean down, placing a kiss to his sift hair.

“please make sure you take some vitamins.” he says, clearly fighting sleep. “i will angel, now go to sleep, you need rest,” you run fingers through his hair with one hand, rubbing his arm with the other. “mhm kay, lub you angel.” you smile, holding him close to you. “i love you too, lix.” placing one last kiss on his hair before he drifts off.

needless to say you definitely got sick a few days later, which resulted in a scolding from the sunshine boy himself. but he nursed you back to health, make sure you both were taking your vitamins to avoid getting sick again.

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[mystiffox]

— the apple's falling from the tree

from Cross: The Star Sans by @overflowofcrows

star!cross makes me incredibly ill with the tragic found family vibes ... (lays on the floor)

also song inspo was Driver's Seat by Madds Buckley

also have some doodles too (slight spoilers on the fic's lore below! to explain some of my thoughts on clothes n stuff)

does Cross have a star necklace in the fic? no, probably not. did i show off about my thoughts on a star necklace to Simple anyway? yes, yes i did. anyway idc where u think the necklace is from (whether its a gift from dream or a remold of his broken heart necklace, who knows atp) now ONTO THE GANG (+ Error and Fresh)

to preface this: im mostly assuming for most of the lore beyond the crumbs given to me. so, i'd imagine that when the fight ended with the gang losing, Dream and Ink immediately jailed them up. they both seem keen on keeping the gang alive, so they probably would've tried to help them with anything to make sure of it- that is, if any of the gang would even accept it in the first place.

i'm making a small guess that if there were any wounds, they used what they had to take care of it, aka ripping out parts of their own clothing to use as makeshift bandages. dream might've gave them some supplies (out of pity.. or something) but whether that was not enough or not used, i won't know

even if it was enough, there's still the factor of inevitable outburst/breakdowns from any of the prisoners. i'd imagine it'd be so hard to calm any of them down because the gang were too used to being close together that using touch became the usual grounding method— so putting a barrier between them makes it infintely harder for everyone.

i think Nightmare doesn't use his jacket anymore. it probably feels like shit/too itchy and ragged to wear and reminds him of a past he wishes he could forget. (he must feel so helpless seeing all his boys suffer after taking care of them for so long... like a lost father trying his best and seeing how much he's failing at the same time.. man.)

Dust is almost always wrapped in a blanket, the hoodie completely zipped up as if he was trying to hide in it, keeping himself as small as possible (knowing his own breakdowns are the biggest And loudest)

Horror is probably yanked back to the memories of when he was back in his home au, quietly starving and losing all the progress he had with the gang.. trying to press himself against the barriers in hopes that maybe he can feel the others on the other side of it.. (one of his outbursts would be why he ripped off the sleeves of his jacket id assume)

Killer too.. unable to get to anyone and just. with his soul going haywire sometimes, having no available output that he's forced to ride it out on his own And in front of everyone.. yeah, you get the gist for those three

Error's a mess of threads- picks at his clothes and sews em back up, just to have a reason to move his hands. he's not too worried i'd say- it's a little reminiscent of the antivoid, and he's experienced insanity already (not to say it doesn't tug at his own soul-strings to see it happen to everyone else)

Fresh might be the "cleanest" out of everyone, with barely any visible tears, but i have a good feeling his body language is different. maybe the cap is now worn correctly. maybe he took off his jacket. he's tense. his guard is up. because a parasite would never want to be locked up in one place, right?

god.

God.

they make me so sick (message is mine btw)

[abilouwrites]

ARE YOU MINE

Zuko “someone to call mine” part two!

@multifandomedsimp ily bcz u commented and that shit makes my day

It takes me two days before I text the number on the gift card, “hello?” A voice answers, I know that voice, “this is Zuko”

“I know.. it’s y/n from the other day. You gave me your number on the gift card” I nervously say, “um this is so random but would you maybe want to—“

“Yes”

“I haven’t even said the question”

“Just yes” His voice feels so desperate and it makes me feel wanted in a way I’ve never felt for a guy before.

It doesn’t take long for us to meet up, “are you sure it’s not too late?” I ask walking into the locker rooms, “I’ve got lacrosse practice”

“No, I just want to see you that’s all” he replies, “have fun”

I finish up two hours later; shower and drive to the park where we’re going to walk about. I see him; baggy jeans and crewneck which is a contrast to my leggings and hoodie. My damp hair down and scrunched up, “hey” he smiles as I walk up to him; hands tucked into my pockets.

“Hi, it’s cold out tonight. Didn’t the groundhog say it was supposed to be warm now?” I laugh a little, but my joke feels stupid now, “do you have any siblings?” I ask

He sighs, “I have a sister, Azula but she’s not right in the head” he looks down a little disappointed but sighs and looks back up, “what about you”

“I have a little sister, Suki. She’s definitely a character” I smile a little, “she’s annoying to all annoyingness but I would kill for her”

“A little sister seems nice, um how was your practice?” He asks; we’re both a little awkward and it’s nice to feel this way again

“It was good, lots of drills. Especially being Varsity captain there’s a lot of pressure to do well” I ramble, “do you do any sports?” I ask, nervously stuffing my hands into my pockets to fidget and pull at my nails

“No. I just make tea” he laughs a little, it’s a nervous and hoarse thing but it eases me comfort that he feels as I do, “I used to play soccer but I lost the passion for it. You know?” He gives a short smile as we circle around, and we find ourself back at the tea shop, “tea?”

“That..” the wind brushes through my jacket, “would be so nice” I smile as he leads me inside, we don’t take long before we get comfortable with each other. Sitting next to each other, talking about whatever.

“What was your mom like?” I ask, rubbing my hands on the cup of lotus tea to keep warm, “can I ask that?”

“I guess, she was kind, and sweet. The only one who actually tried to help poor Azula. My uncle has stepped up in her place and in my father’s too” he confesses, he looks so sad. I wrap my hand around his loose one that hangs by his side. Twisting my fingers intertwined with his.

“My dad left when I was four. I never really knew why but throughout my parents marriage he..” there’s a long exhale and I lean against him, bunching my knees to my chest, “was cheating on my mom. But she was pregnant with Suki” I pause trying to remember what happened. There was a fight, breaking glass but, “I can’t remember anything else”

“Thank you, for sharing that with me. My father was the same, he never cheated on my mother but he wasn’t a kind man either. I lied before. My scar doesn’t come from a tea pot exploding” he confesses, looking down ashamed at his own lie that doesn’t seem too horrible, “my father burned me. I think it’s a blessing I don’t exactly remember what happened”

“Yes. Maybe it is a good thing. I really like you Zuko” I admit. Maybe it’s the warm tea in my stomach or how talking about things that have hurt me so bad and not crying over it. It makes me feel good in some way

“I really like you too”

[losech]

could you do a hunting gear haul of all the stuff you use for the dogs, like the reflective vests that you use and collars and such. I don't know what reflective vest I should buy for my dog and am wondering what a hunter uses.

The vests are old Ruffwear Track Jackets, they are not made anymore but you can still find them in ruffwear resale groups on facebook and sites like ebay. The newer version Ruffwear has is more bulky. A lot of hunters use vests made by a guy called Larry Riel, he does stuff the old fashioned way, you gotta call him and send a check.

The collars I have are 1.5" reflective biothane with name plates riveted on. I do not use dangly tags when hunting, they just get ripped off. I buy most of my hunting dog collars from Outdoor Dog Supply and Double U Supply.

You can use whatever leash, always have one with you.

My dogs also wear Garmin Alpha GPS collars. I have the Alpha 100 and TT15Mini collars. I like being able to use the tone when my dogs are out of sight or hearing for recall. If you want a Garmin GPS but don't want ecollar functions (which are customizable) you could get an Astro instead. I have birdseye, property types, terrain, trails, and road maps installed on my handheld. Be very careful buying these used, don't get them from some random guy on facebook as most of the time that is a scam. Buy from a Garmin authorized reseller for used and refurbished units. Most of them run black friday deals on Alpha and Astro units and collars.

GPS is not necessary to hunt with, I just strongly prefer to have it because I hunt on small tracts of land and like to know exactly where my dogs are.

You can use a cheap blaze orange shirt, hoodie, hat, or vest from walmart and as long as you've got the minimum required amount of blaze for your state you'll be good. You can carry squirrels in any kind of bag or pack, you do not need specialized equipment for that but it does make it easier.

The first vest I used was a Browning Upland vest I got for cheap on sale somewhere online. It's got pockets for carrying shells and game, but did not have a waist belt, was kinda bulky, and got warm quickly. This is a very common style of vest and you can find them for much cheaper than this one is new.

The vest I use currently is an older Orvis Pro Upland vest. I got this on sale too, I almost never pay full price for hunting stuff. They have a couple other models, and lots of other companies make these too. The problem I have with mine (and a few others I've tried) is they are too big even in the small size, and getting a vest that actually fits me from a company that makes products for smaller people and women is ridiculously expensive, so I just deal with it.

Most of my smaller hunting gear fits in this vest. Binoculars, leash, spare battery for the GPS, a headlamp, water bottle, multi-tool, snacks, and ammunition.

Boots, boots are very important. Wear something comfortable that is built for the terrain you'll be hunting in. During the earlier season or if it's not too cold and there's not a lot of water or snow, I wear my Merrell Moab hiking boots. I occasionally wear a pair of gaiters if I'm hunting a really brushy area, but only with the hiking boots. Once it's cold, snowy, or really wet, I wear muck boots, usually my Arctic Pros.

My favorite brand of socks are Darn Tough, I wear those for everything. They are worth what you pay for them and have a lifetime guarantee.

If you have to wear gloves, be sure you get something with good grip. A warm pair of gloves is useless if you can't hold anything. Since my shotgun is a pump I really need good grippy gloves to cycle a new round. I often just wear my mountain biking gloves from HandUp.

Since I hunt brushy and thorny areas, I wear brush pants. I have a fancy-ass pair from First Lite that are *extremely* comfortable, but they do not go over my mucks and are not good for very cold temperatures without a base layer or two. They are great for warm season hunting though. I recently got a pair of Duluth briar pants and they are my new favorite, but I cant find them on the website at the moment.

Brush pants are another very common item that you can get cheaply from other makers and are frequently on sale. You can also just use a thick pair of work pants, I hunted in double front carhartts for a couple years. Chaps are another option.

I use a Remington 870 Wingmaster 12 gauge fixed modified pump action shotgun and steel #6 small game shot. (A lot of words, I know.) You can use many different firearms, and some states allow you to use air rifles too. A friend I hunt with is a big fan of his Benjamin Marauder. I've seen people use slingshots, archery, and even hawks. Check your regulations to see what is legal and pick something you are comfortable with.

I accumulated my gear over time and either inherited it, bought used, or on sale. I've been hunting for 10 years now, when I first started all I had was my hiking stuff, shotgun, and a blaze hat. Hunting is only complicated and expensive if you make it.

[hyunrun]

my thoughts on asy ep 04 😋 live react !! (warning: I can never remember anyone's names bear with me + lots and lots of spoilers ahead)

Where is zhengting I'm partially here for his face card 🤲🤲

I keep forgetting how much I dislike Rain and then I see him and I am reminded but Rainism is rlly too good of a song 😭

1. PHANTOM

Okay first team up 😎 Phantom Galaxy I'm loving their concept

Albert is looking gorgeous as always HIS EYE MAKEUP?

All their voices slayed omg WHOEVER HAS THAT DEEP ASS VOICE IN THE CHORUS AYOOO

Blond's high notes... I see u

My vote would go to Albert (with ponytail) or blond dude or black hair dude with the silver makeup (Axinran?)

OKAYY team two flying to the dining hall (WHAT IS THIS NAME LMAO)

This group is somehow just better...

But blond here is a bit soulless idk I'm not liking him 😨

My vote would 100% go to Skye idk if he's one of the already debuted ones but he was INSANE I loved his stage presence rn he's stolen me, he's my fave in the whole show

But I also really liked the pink hair guy 😭 (is his name really John... I need to learn their Chinese names I cannot be calling this gorgeous man John 😭)

KENNY NOOOOOOOOOOO his hands shaking stop 😭 I hate this pls no

Not surprised Team 2 won, it was expected.

2. ONE AND ONLY (I'm so excited)

Pure Love Warrior is such a queer team name HAHA One is looking so fine today tho

They're STRUTTING onto the stage I love the energy

Not them recreating the iconic finger touch painting 😭 rlly about that pure love

Maybe I'm feeling disappointed because this is one of my favourite songs but they didn't do it justice at all 😭 the only one who caught my eyes was One. However I appreciate that they tried to bring out the silly goofy concepts while keeping it kinda mature to fit themselves.

ORENDA CALLING THEIR COSTUME UGLY 💀💀 real

My vote would go for One 🤞

Idk anyone from this Magic Cube group but I have hopes (OH WAIT IK WALKER I LIKE HIM his pink eye shadow makes me RAA I LOVE)

Every opinion Orenda has matches mine and that means we're soulmates basically 🤞

I'm liking this

PINK GUY IS SO CUTE

Whoever did the high note failed but it's ok 😭😭

YELLOW JACKET DUDE IS GOOD TOO HOLD UPPP

Red dude is making me kick my feet why is he giving like cool football player (?? Idk I'm tryna think of the American cliche) at school YK 😭😭 hes so masculine in a yum way

Okay I love everyone in this group except black and white jacket

WALKER BEING CALLED PAPA STOP NAWWW

Oh pink dude is Wang Muqing? My vote goes to him !!!!

SERVICE WHAT ARE YOU SAYING HE ATE SNOT ??? 😭😭 taking back his cool footballer status but tbh I didn't even know he missed the lyrics

okay I'm sorry how did One's group win 😭😭 I'm glad for them but the other boys were way better imo

3. LYDIA

First group is Deep Hidden yum

I'm looking forward to Archie

Vocals slayed as expected and they did better than I thought they would tbh

Hoodie guy was by far my favourite tho but Kingsley was rlly good too

Group 2 Daily Quest ee

Thier concept was really nice

The guy who opened the song had such a soulful voice I liked that

I liked everyone tbh not much to say

Sky's eye makeup is very pretty

Group 2 won as expected !!!! Gemini is so cute

Icb they're making me wait till next week for Ely and Ollie but alr 😭😭

[quit-125]

It was yours and nikos' anniversary, and you both have been together for over a year. Ever since you met him, your life has changed for the better. No matter how many fights you both had, nothing could change the fact that you love him. There were ups and downs in ur relationship, but that never stopped you. Your love for each other grew every day, therefore never stopping. Even through the toughest times of ur life, niko was always there for you right there next to your side, telling you that everything would be okay. Even him just being in the same room as you made your heart flutter. To you, niko was always there for you. Sure, you liked to hang out with the others like sharky and aj, but niko always managed to cheer u up even on the most gloomy days. You wanted to get him something special,something that you knew he would like, but you just weren't sure what that was.

Nikos POV:

It was mine and y/ns anniversary today, and i wanted to take her somewhere special,somewhere that i knew she would like. The beach was perfect. It was where me and y/n first met,it was truly love at first sight.

Y/Ns pov:

At this point, you were basically stressing. You didn't want to get niko something that he wouldn't like. You had 2 things in mind one being a jacket and one being a hoodie that you knew he would like, but being the indecisive person you are, you called one of nikos' best friends,aj to ask for his opinion. "Yeah, you should definitely go with the jacket he has been wanting that for ages!" Said aj. "Okay thanks aj ill call u back later and tell you how it went." You said.

small time skip~

After getting the jacket, you put in a small box with a message inside. You had high hopes for today, afterall you would do anything to make niko happy. You then heard your phone vibrate. It was niko calling you. You instantly smiled and answered his call. "Hey, love." You said. "Hey darling, im coming to pick you up in an hour. i want to take you somewhere special for our anniversary. See you soon!" Said niko. You couldn't help but blush. "Okay, see you soon, love." You said as you hung up the phone. You were over the moon. You couldn't wait to see what your boyfriend had planned.

Small-time skip~

An hour passed by, and you were almost ready. Just then, you heard a knock on the door. As you opened the door, there stood niko. "Hey love, i planned a special night for us, and im here to take you there." Said niko. You smiled as you grabbed a box from the table beside you and gave it to him. "I got you something as well!" You said, trying to sound normal when you were actually a nervous wreck. His eyes lit up like a child receiving presents on christmas as he opened your gift. You were thrilled he liked the gift. "Omg! Thank you so much, my love. You know me so well!" He said, pulling you into a kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck as he put his arms on your waist. As you pulled back,breaking the kiss, you smiled as he grabbed your hand. You both made your way to his car.

Time skip~

You looked up to see a beautiful sunset at the beach as your eyes lit up."This is so... beautiful!" You said. "Im glad you like it, my love, i wouldn't want to be here with anyone right now except you." He said. His words meant so much to you. You both walked on the sand and stopped as you smiled, looking into his eyes as he pulled you into a kiss making making you feel as if the world around you stopped moving. The memories of meeting him for the first time replayed inside your head, making this moment truly special.

I hope you guys liked this fanfic it took quite a while to write!😅 but it was a lot of fun thinking of what i should write next! More fanfics coming soon🫶🏻

@shuuuuush @vctrvn-ls

[girlstressed]

OKAY I NEED AN OPINION AND HAVE NO ONE TO GO TO: a really close friendship of mine ended recently on pretty shit terms, we dont talk. It’s been around a month now and one of the first things I did was get rid of pretty much everything she gave me. That being said, I kept a few things including a hoodie I had borrowed from her. She has several pairs of my pants, my shirts, my jackets, etc. I’ve already accepted i’m jot getting that stuff back and tbh I don’t want it. Issue is now she’s talking to me through a mutual friend and wants her hoodie back (and is offering my clothing back) so i’m kinda torn. Should i give it back and be a good person or be a petty bitch and tell her I donated it already? leaning towards being a petty bitch but yk

hmmmmm lowkey im leaning towards being petty too bc im just like that but the thing is if ur clothes are nice/cute I’d take them back no need for her to keep ALL your good stuff for her singular hoodie—also depends on how realistic it is for u to be donating smth in her mind if u don’t donate a lot she’s gonna know you’re lying 😔 I would return the hoodie and take back ur stuff!!! make sure she returns all of it !!!

i love being petty but im also a big believer in like bad energy staying around u and I think u keeping something that belonged with her doesn’t truly allow u to move on! remove urself from her life by taking ur stuff back and return her things so she has no claim to any aspect of ur life :) good luck friend :)))

[mystic-writings]

18,35,46 for the Spotify wrapped? Hope you’re doing well!!!

omg hi darling!!!

18 - Every Defeat a Divorce by Los Campesinos!

i think my favorite lyric for this one is "because i'm not scared of the shadows, they're no blacker than my heart" bc it precedes the chorus and the way it's sung is just *chefs kiss* amazing

35 - R U Mine? by Arctic Monkeys

arctic monkeys my beloved - honestly i'm obsessed with the guitar riff and the following "and the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways" his voice is just amazing in it

46 - Jacket Over Hoodie Over Shirt by Marco Aziel

i can't remember how i found this song but i absolutely love love love the final "i woke up soaked in sweat and daylight" of the song its so raw and emotional

[kurorotic]

hoot_hoot: THAT'S MINE

kuronyaa: YEAH BRO IM ALL URS 😘

hoot_hoot: NO I MEAN THE JACKET ITS MINE

oh yeah… bokuto's fukurodani jacket was hanging off of kuroo's desk chair in the background.

kuroo forgot to give it back after the training camp and it's just made it's home on kuroo's chair.

he plucks it off and gets a faint whiff of bokutos… musk. scent. probably needs to be washed, but kuroo buries his nose into the collar nonetheless.

he fondly remembers just a couple weeks ago when bokuto tossed him the jacket and it felt so warm on kuroo. and baggy. and oddly cozy?

is this what kenma felt like when he jacked kuroo's hoodies?

it's rare enough that kuroo wears anyone else's clothes… but bokuto was… i dunno. made kuroo's chest feel funny.

he sends a pic of himself wearing it and adds, 'do u want it back?'

hoot_hoot: no it looks better on you ♪(^∇^*)

heat spreads on kuroo's cheeks and he decides to snap another photo in front of his mirror, his back to it.

kuronyaa: i guess i look ok in your colors.

hoot_hoot: 'ok' no u LOOK HOTTTTTTTT.

hmmmmm…

kuronyaa: im literally just standing here?

hoot_hoot: so???? UR LEGS ARE SEXY 🥰

kuronyaa: leg man huh

hoot_hoot: TETSUMAN ACTUALLY

ugh, does bokuto even realize what hes saying?

kuronyaa: you should come over then, ill wrap them around you 💕

hoot_hoot: bro no way i always kick ur ass at wrestling

kuroo lets out a sad groan, but damn bokuto is cute.

he drops his basketball shorts to the floor, the jacket /barely/ covers his boxers, but it's enough.

he definitely gets his long, gorgeous legs in the shot and sends it off to bo.

kuronyaa: its some kind of wrestling alright.

hoot_hoot: tetsuuuuuuu omg

hoot_hoot: turn around i wanna see u from the front.

well, kuroo may as well have a little more fun with this.

hoot_hoot: tetsuuuuuuu omg

hoot_hoot: turn around i wanna see u from the front.

well, kuroo may as well have a little more fun with this.

he drops down on the floor, sitting on his knees and throwing up a V sign as he smirks.

kuronyaa: hi

hoot_hoot: glkdjglfjdlkx

hoot_hoot: ARE U NAKED UNDER THAT?

kuronyaa: we're all naked under our clothes, kou.

hoot_hoot: u know WHAT IM EAN

kuronyaa: come over and see 🤭

hoot_hoot: ughhh what are you doing to me bro

hoot_hoot: wait wait waitwaitwiatttttttttt

hoot_hoot: when u said wrap urlegs arOINDM E

hoot_hoot: DLSKFJDSFJDSKLZ

kuroo giggles at bokuto's realization and snaps another picture, this time two fingers being sucked into his mouth and lidded eyes.

hoot_hoot: IM GETTINGO N HEHE TRIAN

hoot_hoot: [IMG RECIEVED]

kuroo will find himself pressed against his mattress, bokuto hovering over him, and their lips never leaving each other.

still with that jacket on... for now at least.

[i-eat-lip-gloss]

oh my god u look so cool!!!! /gen /vvpos /p

anywho here’s mine; when i’m at home vs in public

i always and only wear one of the same 5 shirts, and i would’ve added a black zip-up hoodie (not zipped up) bc i have this monster energy black zip-up jacket i always wear (either that or my jean jacket) but they didn’t have one :(

also i really love that it had my exact hairstyle!! i have hazel eyes, (brown w bit of green) but the closest they had was brown soo

Challenge >:3

using this picrew make it look like you :D

no magical color eyes

Make it look as much like you as possible

you can do whatever with the background and stuff tho

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