#the way he acts around & with others I cannot imagine him calling me baby or babe or love or darling

[oooohno]

nanaaaa! ✨

do you and haganezuka use any petnames for each other?

Amiraaaaaa 💓

I mostly like to call him by his first name, Hotaru, because he doesn’t like it & I think he should! It’s so pretty! I sometimes call him grumpy/ grumps or bear. He mostly calls me by my first name too but occasionally it’s brat lol

[retroaria]

｡･:*˚:✧boyfriend bachira･:*˚:✧｡

summary: general dating headcanons for the best boy of all the boys

warnings: umm if you don’t read this and like it I’ll cry, mentions of biting (cuteness aggression), use of pet names

BLUE LOCK M.LIST | enjoy 🤍 - aria

pre!boyfriend bachira who literally tells you straight up that he likes you but does it in such an unserious way that you don’t recognize his true feelings. he’s always touchy and affectionate and often acts that way with his other friends as well so you have a hard time differentiating if he’s being platonic or not.

pre!boyfriend bachira who notices that you DONT notice and gets really upset about it. feels like there’s nothing he can do to get you to see all the love he has literally oozing out of his veins for you.

pre!boyfriend bachira who has already made a great impression on your family and friends. he’s just such a little bundle of joy that everyone loves having around. you’ve also met his mom and she’s so happy meguru has someone who genuinely loves and cares for him.

pre!boyfriend bachira who takes pictures and notes of every thing he sees that reminds him of you. sometimes he shares them with you but often times he’s afraid you’ll think the sheer amount of time he spends thinking about you is weird :(

pre!boyfriend bachira who CANNOT help but engulf you in the most lung suppressing, air tight, vacuum sealed hug of all time every time he sees you. feels this is the closest he can get to you as just friends. (really he wants to plant a thousand kisses on your face and swing you around like a teddy bear in his arms)

pre!boyfriend bachira who doesn’t stop talking about you to all his friends (EVERYONE but you knows that he has feelings for you). He’s spent so much time observing everything about you that he feels like there’s endless things he could mention and if he says one thing but leaves out another they won’t fully understand just how amazing you are.

pre!boyfriend bachira who writes you a love letter with a full declaration of his feelings and a cute little drawing of the two of you playing football together. you go find him immediately after reading it and he’s like “well FINALLY I’ve been trying to tell you for forever silly :D” (you better love this boy or I will hunt you down)

boyfriend bachira who is literally the kisses bandit. will kiss you any chance he gets. passing by you in the hall for literally two seconds? boom! kiss on the cheek. you are never safe (not that you’d ever NOT want this boys sweet little pecks at every chance you can get them). His favorite place to kiss you is everywhere and anywhere he can get to.

boyfriend bachira who finally gets to share all the things that make him think of you. expect to receive texts and voicemails from this boy all day. “I walked past this bakery that smelled just like you!” “This flower I saw is the same color as your eyes!” “I saw the cutest bunny at the park today and it even sat with me for a while, I named it after you! call me back! love you!”

boyfriend bachira who has already curated a list of places he wants to take you. Ranging from his favorite stores and arcades to his favorite parks, under bridges, picnic spots, hidden gems. He’s always out and about finding fun places and his first thought is always how he can’t wait to take you there.

boyfriend bachira who calls you the silliest pet names. pumpkin, bunny, squish, baby face, cutie pie, literally anything that sounds adorable might as well be your middle name in his book.

boyfriend bachira who loves to share everything with you. He’s always giving you one of his earbuds when you walk/sit together, gesturing the straw of his drink over to you, splitting half his food order with you (as long as he gets half of yours :)) I imagine you guys sharing manga, dvds, vinyls, books, anything that’s his that he also wants to be yours. LOVES seeing you in his clothes. His jersey???? Omg he would die.

boyfriend bachira who wants to tell you everything about himself and his life and know everything about you. he’d never push you to speak about something that might be hard to talk about but he wants you to know that you can always be comfortable sharing anything with him. He truly considers you an extension of himself, his other half if you will.

boyfriend bachira who suffers from a terrible case of cuteness aggression!!! he definitely strikes me as a biter/nibbler. he never wants to hurt you and would only do it if you were ok with it but just little love bites on your hands, neck, cheeks, ears, lips anywhere. when you aren’t around and he thinks about how cute you are he has to scream in a pillow or kick his soccer ball really hard lol. Really wants to just squish you so hard you evaporate and become a part of him forever.

boyfriend bachira who if asked what he wants the most in this world would simply say he wants to live a happy vibrant life with you <3

Bachira is probably the loml. I think I would give him the world. I’m finally caught up with the blue lock manga as of last night and I’m literally itching so bad for more I need that new chapter ASAP gotta see goatsagi score that goal 😭

[ivrousae]

ZB1 as types of boyfriends plsplspls

OMG YESSSS, i’m gonna have so much fun writing this.

✧ ZB1 AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

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♡ Kim Jiwoong | The cool in public but clingy in private boyfriend

• jiwoong will probably go by holding hands in public

• HE LIKES TO SHOW PEOPLE THAT YOU’RE HIS, but he likes to keep his image as the “cool/chill boyfriend”

• he’s so clingy at home, like if someone tries to flirt with you in public, he’ll just laugh it off, but when you’re home he’ll get sulky and cling on to you😭

• will drop anything for you ong

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♡ Zhang Hao | The boyfriend you can gossip with

• FOR SOME REASON, i can just imagine gossiping about people with zhang hao

• he’d be so fun to talk with, and he’d be so real with his words😭

• although, if he’s in a mood to be lovey-dovey, he WILL get lovey-dovey

• he probably loves to go on walks with you by the park while telling stories

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♡ Sung Hanbin | The SWEET boyfriend T-T

• stop omg this man is such a green flag

• he’d do anything for you as long as you’re happy

• tries his best to be the greatest boyfriend for you, the panic you’ll put this man into when you’re sick/hurt omg😭😭😭

• night drives are THEE moment‼️

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♡ Seok Matthew | THE BABY🤏🏻

• matthew is such a baby, like he LOVES it when you baby him, yet he wants you to call him oppa?? okay matthew🤨

• okay but that man is buff so just be careful in certain scenarios (🤭)

• but he’s such a good boyfriend, he lets you baby him but when you’re in need of comfort, he can do SO many things to make you happy like RIGHT away, SUCH A SUNSHINE ISTG

• he loves it when you smile/laugh 💯

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♡ Kim Taerae | The boyfriend with a sweet voice😍

• his voice is his weapon

• like, he KNOWS what he’s doing

• sleep calls with him always makes you weak, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE’S SLEEPY??!!*]^{*]]

• loves to sing you to sleep, or just sing for you in general, with his beloved guitar obviously

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♡ Ricky Shen | The boyfriend who spoils you

• we all know this will be ricky😋 like this man just cannot spend more than 72h without getting you something

• even when he’s out at the mall with other members, he’ll take his time to go shop for you

• if he sees you being interested in something, he’ll get it for you ASAP

• loves to go on dinners with you

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♡ Kim Gyuvin | The bestfriend boyfriend

• he’s definitely the kind of boyfriend where you can act SUPER comfortable around

• he’s a playful person so it just naturally brings your playful side too, your relationship will definitely be filled with laughter

• TEASES YOU A WHOLE BUUUNCCHHH, it’s annoying at first but you’ve probably gotten used to it by now

• but at the same time, he’s the best boyfriend you can ask for, he probably clings on to you SOO MUCH, loves to place kisses all over your face😭

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♡ Park Gunwook | The too many rizz boyfriend

• at first, you thought gunwook is such a softie boyfriend, but he just suddenly pulls out so many rizz on you😨

• flirting is his specialty, so if you try to flirt with him, he’d be able to make you do 3000 flips because he just flirts back, and his flirting NEVER FAILS?!^]%{]*

• loves to hold your hands, HIS HANDS R GIANT BRO THE HELL😀 it would probably feel so warm tho, the way he’d envelope your hands during winter🤭

• “you like me so much?” 😁😁😁😁 yeah i do, shut up

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♡ Han Yujin | CHILD😴😴😴🤏🏻🤏🏻🤏🏻

• honestly, i think being in a relationship with yujin would feel so youthful, if that makes sense

• LIKE, its like you guys are bestfriends who hugs yk?

• the relationship would be SOOOO cute, he probably loves to pinch your cheeks, and you love to pinch his

• your study buddy ong🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻, but the both of you would probably get distracted 💀

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[xoxoskai]

REMIARI (AND EVERY COULD'VE BEEN)

RemiAri's book would 100% be called Goddess of Chaos.

Unedited cuz your girl is lazy doesn't have time.

For Nyxie.

Ariella Nash first notices Remi Astor when he's bawling his eyes out.

Silver decided to swing by the Astor mansion with her girls to check on the youngest Astor after he dislocated his knee during a game.

With her mother preoccupied and her sister following the oldest King around, Ariella sits by the window, bored out of her mind.

"Baby Nash, pass me that"

Ariella slants a look at the only heir to the Astor Empire and suddenly pities her Aunt Teal a lot.

Her gaze finally catches the basketball lying near her feet that Remington is making grabby fingers (she thought he was too old to do something like that) towards.

"You're bedridden and have been advised to take intensive care. Two hairline fractures mean you shouldn't exert yourself anymore"

Of course, she doesn't say any of it to him as she picks the ball up and throws it without a care.

So, maybe she should have cared a bit. If the crunch sound was any indication.

He groans in frustration, hands slapping over the hurt and Ariella will feel guilty about it later when she finds out she slightly disfigured his nose but for now, she thinks it's not that bad until she hears him sniffle.

"Oh my God! Are you crying?"

Remington Astor hates that he's crying. In front of a 14 y/o no less.

"It's a natural reaction to getting hit in the face, kid"

He peeks through his hands and realizes she's moved a lot closer than he thought. Infact, she's standing right above him.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"Of course it does! This is the nose of an aristocrat, and you might have broken it"

"My condolences"

The deadpan way in which she delivers her sarcasm has Remi speechless.

Eyebrows scrunched, bed hair and teary eyed, Ariella blinks at him before she leans closer.

"You're kinda pretty when you cry"

He frowns.

She smiles.

It cannot be a good sign.

And so, it begins. Ariella Nash's biggest obsession.

At first, she's just messing with him to see what kind of reactions she can get from him. A whole lot, she finds out.

Initially, Cole finds the prospect funny and helps his daughter in messing with the Astor. It's only until Silver has to spell it out for him that Ariella has a crush on him that even she hasn't recognized yet and suddenly the idea isn't as hilarious as it was.

"It'll go away" Silver tries to reassure him.

Checking the magazine in his gun, Cole shrugs "Or I can make him go away."

Remington is tired of having his friend's little sister show up everywhere and sabotaging his chances with other girls whenever he's home.

So, he stops announcing his visits home. He tries to visit his parents as discreetly as possible.

Only for Ariella to be at the dinner table, eyes twinkling, the image of complete innocence as she acts surprised.

"I was just visiting Uncle Ronan and Aunt Teal!" She tries telling him, following him up the stairs to his room after dinner.

Remi doesn't believe her. He's making plans to screw Ava over who probably rat him out for when he refused to spy on his cousin for her.

"Sure, you were"

"Either way, boy I'm glad I chose today cuz imagine I missed running into you"

She's waggling her eyebrows at him, and Remi stops in his tracks, turning to face the girl who was an entire foot shorter than him.

"Ariella. Out of respect for your parents, especially your dad who loves cleaning his guns whenever I come over, I'm going to tell you this for the last time" Pausing for effect, Remi continues when Ariella's playful smile drops "Whatever notion you have in your head about us, kill it. Find someone more appropriate for your age"

Chewing the inside of her cheek, her lips pulled into a sulky pout, Ariella asks "You don't want to hang out with me because I'm 14?"

"I knew they crossed over Ava, but you have smart genes after all" Lightly patting her head as a mockery, Remi moves to open the door to his room.

Leaving a frowning Ariella behind.

Remi doesn't see much of her after that.

Ariella never stops looking at him.

It's virtually impossible when he's so close. When their families are so close. When she sees him even if she does not want to.

Remi is relieved. Minus a follow from her on Instagram and a heart emoji on his pictures sometimes, Ariella keeps to herself. For the most part.

She would not harm any of his flings or dates. Not directly at least. And not for the lack of trying. Being underage meant she couldn't enter any of the clubs, but it didn't stop her from paying people to get stuff done.

Toying with belongings, keying their cars or spray painting them, nothing truly malicious or irreversible, just petty.

Remi figured she wouldn't directly harm him, so he made it a point to pick up all his dates in his car, hold their stuff for them and drop them home. Infact, he would've thanked Ariella for all the extra points it won him to do that.

Ariella retaliated by drawing a :p on the side mirror of his car with a sharpie after that.

But then, Remi misses her 18th birthday party.

Ariella leaves her own party to go sabotage whatever fun Remi was having.

She's undeterred at the chaos ensuing at his place, stomping around the place looking for him. When she can't find him, she goes up to the DJ, unplugs the music till Remi comes looking for the disturbance himself.

"Baby Nash, what the fuck?"

He's shirtless, his hair is disheveled and he's wearing shades indoors. He's never looked more perfect.

"I've waited four years for you, Remington Astor" Ariella tells him, the crowd silent as the words float over them to him "I refuse to wait any longer"

Cole and Ronan are both bothered. Ronan is worried for his son. Cole is worried what he might end up doing to Ronan's son.

Remi is truly thankful he's graduating. Unfortunately for him, Ariella chooses to go to university in the city.

Ariella might as well get an internship at King Enterprises for all the time she spends over there.

Remi might like his job, enjoy it even (he's great at delegating his own work) if a certain hellion didn't show up routinely just to "spend time with him".

Soon, her own workload takes over and Ariella's visits are shorter and briefer. So much so that if Remi times it well, he can skip bumping into her at all.

"She's in the States" Ava provides without him even asking "Some fancy mentorship program at NASA"

"She's a STEM student?"

"Yep. She's smarter than everyone sitting here on this table"

Landon says something in retaliation, but Remi has already tuned him out realizing he didn't really know the youngest Nash like he thought he did.

Ariella cannot believe her father signed her up for this and even though she loves the opportunity and being a scientist is her dream goal (apart from marrying Remi), she thinks she's facing withdrawals from not having seen Remi in so long.

"Oh relax" Her mentor rolls his eyes, flicking the test tube in her hand to gain her attention "Nothing is going to happen to him in six months"

"You don't know that"

"It's true. I don't" He shrugs "But what I do know is that your burner should've been turned off 30 seconds ago"

"Shoot!" Frantically taking the beaker off the stove, Ariella is running it under the water as she makes faces at her mentor.

Working with Jayden Adler is a chore Ariella reluctantly commits herself to because his brilliance was unmatched and even she was aware.

If him guessing she was lovesick ten minutes into meeting her was any indication.

"Miss me?" She asks Remi one fateful Tuesday afternoon that she flew in to surprise him when she couldn't take it anymore.

Remi shuts the door in her face.

"Oh c'mon!" She bangs at the door till he opens it "Really? You're not even going to ask me how I've been?"

Remi holds back what he really wants to say and leans against the door "Baby Nash, to ask I'd have to care"

"You do care" Remi holds his breath because for one second, he believes she read his mind "In that big heart of yours, you care about everyone"

"It would seem you don't know me as well as you thought"

"Wanna bet?"

Remi is actually terrified of losing that bet.

And so, divine intervention helps him.

When the girl he was entertaining before Ariella conveniently cockblocked them calls for him, it's like a switch flips and she immediately shuts down.

"Well then" She's taking a step back and instead of feeling relieved, he's slightly annoyed and then alarmed at his own reaction "I should go see my parents. I'll see you around"

Remi watches her go before shutting the door.

Ariella coming to see him before she went home...does things to him.

Things he does not want to delve into.

Next time he sees Ariella, she's flown in for Ava's wedding.

"Look. I love you, Ava. I really do. But you have to tell me if something's going on, okay? Dad's probably not even coming to the wedding, and this is all too rushed. If something's up, you said you'd always tell me"

"Ari, nothing's up. I love him and I'm marrying him"

"You look like it's your funeral, Ava. I don't know who you're trying to fool"

"Bitch. Did you just say the bride isn't looking radiant?"

Remi is about to announce himself after conveniently eavesdropping the entire time, but Ariella laughs and he stands arrested, listening for a moment longer before he snaps out of it.

"You look positively hideous" Remi provides and it's like a kick to the gut to see Ariella light up like the sun after a cloudy day.

"You, on the other hand-" She moves closer to him, and whispers "-look positively ravishing"

"That is positively inappropriate"

"So, you liked it then?"

Remi has to stop himself from smiling so he turns his attention to Ava, shouldering past Ariella to hug his friend.

Of course, Ava put him on groomsmen duties to walk her sister of all people down the aisle.

"Practice" Ariella mouths to him with a wink.

Remi is scared of turning his back to Cole but thankfully, Cole is more preoccupied with Ava at the moment to notice.

When he offers his arm to Ariella, she cannot stop smiling.

"Ours should be bigger" she tells him when he starts leading her down the aisle.

Remi, who knows in general that his wedding would be the biggest wedding of the century, hums along in agreement.

"I'm not sure my wife would want you to be her bridesmaid, Ari"

"Well, I'd expect not. Unless she wants a "Fiancé runs away with bridesmaid night before wedding" headline on her wedding day"

"You're awfully confident I'll run away with you"

"No" They reach the dais and she's letting his arm go so she can take her place "I'm just confident you'll be mine. Come hell or highwater"

Remi has to be pulled aside by Brandon from where he stood arrested in the middle of the dais after that.

Ariella is basically attached to him by the hip for the reception. So much so that he can smell her lemon and citrus shampoo hours later.

During a mandatory luncheon with all their parents at the Astors mansion, Ariella finds Remi shooting hoops in the backyard where his parents had a basketball court built for him.

"Five free-throws. If I win, you go on a date with me"

Remi, poised for a three-pointer almost missteps when he hears that before laughing.

"You're crazy"

"For you. But we've established that"

Remi makes the shot, misses and turns to see Ariella taking off her heels. Something about her knowing not to ruin the wooden flooring scrapes on the inside of his ribs. Remi doesn't want to find out what it is.

"C'mon" She makes grabby fingers at the ball he's holding, and he should find it ridiculous.

Standing in a blue halter dress that complimented her eyes, barefoot in his basketball court, hair flowing and an entire head shorter than him, he should've found the notion ridiculous. He doesn't.

"I'm not going on a date with you, Ariella"

"You were almost drafted into the NBA. And you're scared of losing to little ol' moi?"

The chances were looking really good for him. But he didn't put Ariella above dark forces and black magic.

"So?"

"What do I get if I win?" He's dribbling the ball around, Ariella turning in his direction as he moved about like he was the sun, and she was the earth revolving around him.

"What do you want?"

Remi opens his mouth, answer on the ready like he'd been waiting his entire life, but Ariella interrupts him "You can't make me leave you alone so asking for that is fruitless"

"There's nothing I gain from this, then" Remi gets into position to shoot a half-court shot.

"I would do anything for you"

Remi makes the shot.

"Have at it then" he tells her, trying to do anything to dissipate the charged tension they were pulled into because of her words.

How could she say things like that so casually to him?

It didn't matter. He would win and he'd ask her to comply with a restraining order or something if that's what it would take to keep her away.

And he needed her away. Desperately.

When Ariella takes position and on instinct Remi notices her perfect stance, he's scared he's made a mistake he cannot recover from.

It ends in a tie. 5-5.

"Couldn't you have made a mistake?" She's pouting as she puts on her heels.

"You could've told me you were preparing for the NBA yourself"

"I'm not on your level, yet. Jayden plays and we would go out and shoot sometimes during breaks"

"Who's Jayden?"

Ariella pauses buckling and looks up, grinning "Are you jealous? You don't have to be. He's my mentor"

"I'm not jealous. If you want to marry him, I'll even catch the bouquet at your wedding. You have my full blessings"

"He's cute but I'll pass" Remi almost dents the basketball from how hard his fingers are pressing into it "Blondes aren't my type" She rises to her full height, still only reaching his chin "Brunettes are"

"I, on the other hand, love blondes"

"I'll make an appointment at the salon before our date"

"Good God, Ariella. We're not going on a date"

"But I won."

"I won too."

"What do you want?"

Remi thinks it's crazy how fast the answer comes to him. An answer that couldn't be beaten out of him.

So, he does what he's best at. Deviation.

He hates that she pulls it off. When she enters the cafe, looking for him, Remi thinks he's an idiot that he didn't just make her go bald instead. Maybe that would stop him from finding her cute. Maybe he shouldn't have shown up. He blamed his own curiosity.

"So? Aren't I pulling it off? I nearly gave Mom a heart attack and Ava laughed for a solid hour, but you asked for it so here we are"

Remi fails to answer as Ariella puts her purse down, her bowl cut swaying a little as she sits down and faces him.

It's insanity. The little hellion stalker actually manages to pull it off.

And he thought she couldn't get cuter.

"It's perfectly disastrous" He can tell he hurt her with that as she quickly turns to call for the waiter. And because his parents raised him better than that, he's doing instant damage control "But you pull it off, yes"

Her face snaps back to him and when she notices he's being sincere, she smiles "My treat. What do you wanna eat?"

When they've placed their orders, Ariella reaches into her bag and procures a small box "I got something made for you, but I never got a chance to give it to you before"

She pushes it toward him, and Remi is almost scared to open the black velvet box.

"Relax, it's not an engagement ring"

"With you. I'd expect nothing less"

"You want to get engaged?" When Remi shoots her a glare, she smiles cheekily "I'll wait till you propose. Besides, I want the sapphire Great Aunt Charlotte wears"

"That's a family heirloom so chances of you getting that is...none"

"When I asked her for it, she said it's mine if I marry her grandson"

"So, you want to marry me for my heirlooms?"

"Yessir"

Remi tries to hold it in, he really does but he ends up laughing at her response and Ariella lights up like fireworks. He thinks she looks cute with her doe eyes twinkling.

He sobers up at the thought completely, Ariella's expression falling with his.

"Why won't you smile at me?" She asks.

And despite what his father taught him, Remi cannot let his heart break for her.

He opens the box. Inside lie two cufflinks, in the shape of a basketball but blue in color.

Remi shuts the box.

"Thanks" he says.

He doesn't take it.

He feels the walls closing in on him.

"This is stupid" He gets up suddenly, pulling his wallet out and slapping enough bills on the table to cover the cheque.

"Wait-" Ariella grabs the box that Remi left behind before following him out to his car in the parking lot.

"What happened? What did I do?" She's asking as she follows him, but Remi just walks faster, resisting the urge to run.

"Ariella. I don't want to do this with you. You're just forcing my hand. I don't see you that way" He whirls at her and she bumps into his chest.

"But why?" She recovers in record time, rubbing her nose, eyes troubled and brows drawn together.

"Because!" Remi can't say anything else because he's too busy noticing how big and blue Ariella Nash's eyes are. They aren't light-almost transparent. They are a deep, translucent blue. Like the sea being viewed from under water.

"You said you didn't want to spend time with me before because I was 14. Now, I'm not!"

"You're still a child"

"I'm almost 21!"

"And I'm 27, Ariella. There are other things more worthwhile you can do with your time instead of following a guy around. Especially one that's not interested in you. It's unbecoming"

She looks like he slapped her. With what he said, he might as well have.

Her entire demeanor shuts down. She slams the box she's still holding atop his car roof.

"I'm a Nash" She tells him "And I won't beg"

She leaves him standing in the parking lot as she gets into her car and leaves.

She also leaves him alone after that.

So much so that Remi starts getting jittery.

If there was something Ronan always taught him, it's to never treat a lady with disrespect.

Remi tries justifying it as Ariella forcing his hand. It doesn't work.

He reminds himself ten thousand times that she's too young for him.

He reminds himself that Cole nearly drowned Eli when Ava asked to marry him.

He reminds himself he can have anyone he wants.

It. Does. Not. Work.

"thisisstupidthisisstupidthisisstupidthisisstupidthisisstupid" He's muttering to himself as he waits for Ariella outside her university gates.

At first, he almost misses Ariella because she's cut her hair even shorter and into a bob that reaches her chin with forehead bangs.

But he almost misses her because she's talking to a guy who could be her professor but they're laughing together, and Remi has to cross his arms to avoid doing something crazy like throwing something at the guy.

She's wildly gesturing with her arms, her face animated and Remi feels his ribs tighten uncomfortably in his chest. Looking at her hurts.

Rejecting her hurts.

He's watching as they both throw their heads back and laugh and Remi is tapping the roof of his car, walking to and fro wondering what could be that funny.

Ariella pauses what she's saying suddenly and reaches into her bag and procures a pen that she looks like she's returning to him. The guy takes it, and Remi thinks they're done talking.

Until he flicks Ariella's nose.

"Ariella!"

Ariella turns to him, her expression blanking before she says something else to the guy and they part ways.

She makes her way toward him looking like she would rather be anywhere but near him. The change is not lost on him.

"I thought you said blondes weren't your type"

"Why are you here, Remi?"

"I'm sorry about what I said the other day"

Remi never thought himself above apologizing. He had always been an advocate for clearing every kind of misunderstanding and hurt caused.

"Cool"

Remi is left standing there as Ariella leaves. Once again.

"That's it?" He calls after her and she pauses, taking her sweet time before turning around.

And Remi notices what a lucky bastard he'd been in the past to never have been subjected to Ariella Nash's blank stare that looked straight through him.

"Was there more?"

He doesn't see her after that.

Not at parties where she'd always be lurking around. Not at their regular family luncheons. Or when he specifically went to visit his Aunt Silver.

"She was just upstairs" Silver frowns "She must've gone out"

Or she was avoiding him.

It irked Remi.

And he couldn't, for the life of him, determine why.

This was exactly what he'd wanted since Ariella had first started following him around but now that she'd stopped, he actually missed her?

He found the notion laughable.

Remi decides to celebrate by going out on a cruise with people he knew, to celebrate.

He takes a flight home in three days. She's upended his life and he cannot believe he misses his stalker.

So, he texts her. He would apologize properly so she did not leave him feeling so shitty in the aftermath.

We need to talk.

The infuriating hellion leaves him on read.

Remi shows up at her university to catch her off-guard, but she changes directions and leaves at record speed when she sees him.

So, Remi takes drastic measures. He is a firm believer of -when they go low, you go lower.

Ariella bursts into his office in record time and he is so relieved to see her that it almost- almost supersedes his annoyance.

"You said what to Professor Adler?"

"Hi" He crosses his arms on his desk "Long time no see"

"Don't fuck with me, Remi. I cannot believe you'd say that to Jayden!"

Remi finally stands up, buttoning his suit jacket and moving around his desk to reach a fuming Ariella, trying to suppress his irritation that it would take saying something to her professor now to get her to acknowledge him.

"What did I say to him?"

Ariella was gritting her teeth and Remi found he quite enjoyed this look on her. She was a fierce little thing; he would be insane to not be attracted.

"An allegation that he fraternizes with his students. Really?"

"That's such a shameful thing to do"

"It's not true!"

"How do you know?"

"Because I know him! If you threaten him ever again, Remington, I will make your life hell"

Lowering himself to her face-level, Remi smiles menacingly at her "Been there, going through it. Try me, Ariella"

Ariella wants to hurl something at his face and really make it hurt this time. She resists "You don't get to act like a jilted lover after you rejected me. Threaten him again and I'll kill you" Moving away, she turns to leave.

"I thought blondes weren't your type?" He asks, blocking her path.

And because Ariella was raised by Cole and pettiness ran in their blood, she says "Brunettes aren't doing it for me anymore"

"Is that so?"

"Remi, let me go"

Even he doesn't realize when exactly he's trapped her between him and the desk but a meteor hitting the earth couldn't make him move away.

"It takes me threatening your professor to get you to acknowledge my existence again?"

"Didn't you want me to stay away from you? If I recall correctly, you said it's 'unbecoming'"

"I didn't mean it"

"Really? I apologize, Your Lordship, this peasant failed to understand that "Following a guy around that's not interested in you is unbecoming" didn't mean "get lost"" She's rolling her eyes and Remi steps closer, if that was even possible, the fronts of their bodies flushed together.

"Did you also fail to comprehend what "You'll be mine, come hell or highwater" means?"

Ariella's breath hitches.

"It means I'm yours. And that, Ariella Nash, makes you mine."

He closes the distance between them.

xxx

It wasn't supposed to be this long! Part two (soonish) cuz ...duh.

[eeunoia]

I really like your works!! Yandere Jungwon ex plsss? ❤️❤️❤️

pairings: yang jungwon x reader

synopsis: ex boyfriend jungwon surprised you after being away from each other for over a year.

warnings: yandere themes, violence, knife being mentioned. (let me know if i missed some)

note: this is just a short fic. enjoy!

your eyes felt heavy while trying to punch in the pincode to your apartment. the hallway was quiet since it was already late. the lock emits a familiar sound and you turned the knob, pushing it open.

a yawn escapes your mouth after putting away your shoes. the whole apartment was oddly dark. your boyfriend sunoo usually leaves at least one lights on whenever he sleeps first. your brows furrowed right away, starting to feel anxious.

it may be just nothing. sunoo may have just forgotten that you'll be home late and was too tired to even leave a light for you. or maybe he's out? nah. he always tells you ahead if he's going out but as far as you remember you receive no text from your boyfriend.

“sun?” you softly calls out. the steps you made were light, trying so hard not to make any sound. the surroundings are too quiet.

surely its just normal for a time like this, but something's not right. it felt heavy. the house feels odd. like somebody else was here.

“sunoo?” you once again tried calling your boyfriend. “baby?”

when you finally made it to the living room, your heart almost dropped at the silhouette of a person sitting at the sofa. the person got his back turn against you since they're facing the television, but you can definitely tell it's sunoo.

the way his body was leaning back indicates that he might fell asleep or something. a small smile creeps over your lips, thinking that he fell asleep while waiting for you.

with gentle steps, you strut closer and dropped a kiss at his cheek from behind.

you got stoned at your position.

cold.

sunoo's skin felt so cold.

your heart starts thumping so hard inside your chest. your throat lumped at fear and worry for all the things that instantly played inside your mind.

“s-sunoo?” and carefully you walked around the sofa so you can be in front of him.

and your knees weakened at the sight of your boyfriend showering with his own blood. his white shirt almost turned red because of too much blood. you wanted to scream, but the shock got you dumbfounded. tears pooled your eyes as you kept your stares fixed.

“did you like my surprise?” you jolted and abruptly turned to face the person just by the hallway towards your bedroom.

half of him are hidden through the shadow of the wall. chills run through your spine and your lips hanged open, body plopping down the floor. your knees gave out fully.

in front of you was your ex boyfriend.

no. this is not happening. you already left him and made sure he won't be able to find you again. you did everything you could. went far away from him, changed name and even profession. how..?

the sinister smirk painted over his handsome face sends you back to your own hell hole. terrible memories and past traumas you experienced with him came flushing down unto you like a strong wave from the ocean.

“you really think you can get away from me?” the emotion from his face drained and he tilts his head.

“you should've seen how he tries to act tough when i showed up here hours ago.” his eyes glanced at your boyfriend and your heart tightens over guilt and regret.

“it was satisfying, honestly.” he started walking closer and you tried moving away. tears streaming down your face.

“the way his hot blood splashes the moment i stabbed him multiple times. his cries and plea for me to have mercy.” jungwon scoffs, his eyes dark. “mercy?”

you shake your head and shut your eyes, trying not to imagine the things he's narrating for you. it was horrible and you cannot take it.

“how can i show him mercy when he stole you from me?”

your back hit the wall, leaving you nowhere else to go. a lot of thoughts came into your mind. all the efforts you did just to get away from him, just to start a new life, new beginning... it all went to the drain.

because no matter what you do, no matter where you go, you will never escape from him. yang jungwon will always manage to find you.

he crouched beside you, making your eyes met. it snapped you back to reality.

he smiled softly, his deep dimples showing. he raised his hands and pointed the edge of his knife touching your cheeks. he tilts his head then roam his eyes all over your face.

jungwon can't put to words how happy and excited he is now that he finally see you again. he's been in the dark for the past year because you are nowhere near him. he almost lose it. thank god, he found you.

“aw, my baby must've been so scared while i'm not beside her.” he says, totally delusional.

you kept your mouth shut, deciding not to talk back because you know exactly well how it will end.

tears kept streaming down your face. jungwon's eyes follows it before his other free hand came to wipe it off gently.

“it's okay now, my love. i'm already here to save you.” without warning, he carried you bridal style walking down the hallway to your bedroom.

you felt disgusted and scared being this close to him, but you have no choice. its either to go along with his craziness for a while and think of another escape plan, or be stabbed to death.

“nobody's going to take you away from me again. ever.” and he dropped a hot kiss at your forehead, placing you gently at the bed before he climbs, joining you. his arms wrapped around you as he rests his head over your chest, enjoying the sound of your rapid heart. it was beating so damn fast that anyone could tell that you are terrified, but for jungwon it was beating fast because of happiness that you see him, your lover.

eeunoia 2024 © all rights reserved.

[thswrtchdthng]

YOU. give me your jonah magnus headcanons

oh FUCK yes.

let me preface this by saying I could talk about this piece of shit for HOURS. also these range from completely random trivia things to silly to oddly specific. also I may have projected a bit too much but oh well, that's what fictional babygirls are for

- I'm a trans Jonah truther. but also he'd been going exclusively by he/him pretty much his whole life until someone in the middle of an argument called him "it" and he had one of those "wait am I even a person" moments and since then he does not know wtf he is. is he a man? is he a thing? is he a creature? is he a concept? none of the above? all of the avobe? who knows. not even the Eye knows what's going on with that.

- he grew up on the outskirts of Edinburgh, and he has very mixed feelings about it. like on one hand he did not like it and was overjoyed to leave, but on the other that is his home and you will not disrespect it. to this day if anyone talks shit about Edinburgh or Scotland in general he has to stop himself from acting bothered about it.

- I'm sorry but I can smell his daddy/mommy issues from MILES away (he has both).

- he used to be super self-conscious. the "shit they're all staring at me but I need to pretend to be confident and respectable so fuck it" sort of way.

- he was especially insecure about his freckles. he was convinced they made him look like a little kid (which is not true, freckles are gorgeous and fuck anyone who thinks otherwise).

- he's always had a huge staring problem. and he originally had really big eyes so if anyone caught his interest they'd just be doing their thing and then turn around and catch him like 👁️_👁️.

- also he was always that kid that asked too many questions, especially regarding god (another thing I can smell from miles away is the religious trauma).

- he was born on november 13th 1787 (a tuesday the 13th, which in some cultures is believed to be a bad luck day, like friday the 13th) and officially founded the Institute on his 31st birthday (november 13th 1818, a friday the 13th).

- he has a collection of lover's eyes gifted by his many boyfriends acquaintances. he's got them all in a little box at his place and he remembers the exact moment each was gifted to him.

- I'm not going to get into how I imagine the time between when Barnabas got chucked into the Lonely and when he went to get his bones (it would take far too long) but this bitch was Not Having A Good Time. those broken glasses and torn pages Barny mentioned in his last letter? all him baby.

- also after Barnabas died he had a period of a couple weeks where he did not speak. not one word. he looked completely normal otherwise but people did notice. after that he just acted like nothing had happened and pretended to be clueless when people asked him about it.

- speaking of Barnabas's bones, he got a quill made of the bones in the ring finger of his left hand. he never uses it (no occasion is special enough) but he takes it with him any time he leaves the Institute for longer than a day (he couldn't take it with him to jail though :( ).

- speaking of leaving the Institute, he travels surprisingly rarely. it's not that he doesn't like traveling or that he can't afford it, he simply doesn't do it.

- Jonathan Fanshawe's last letter hurt him far more than he expected, and so did Albrecht's death. he thought he wouldn't feel much after Barny's death but that shit hit him.

- his eyesight gets worse every time he gets a new body. as Elias his glasses are so thick it's almost comical.

- he loves fluffy blankets with a PASSION.

-but he despises fluffy sweaters. he cannot wear them.

- he also loves pillows, cushions etc. he has at least 10 in his bed.

- you can't tell me his egotistical ass doesn't spend AT LEAST 2 hours getting ready every day (and 50% of that time he spends just staring at himself, checking that every minute detail is absolutely perfect).

- he's a raging hypochondriac. this man (gender neutral) will sneeze once and he's already thinking about his next body.

- his favorite cake flavour is red velvet. also black forest cake reminds him of Albrecht.

- as much as I like the joke of Jonah being the Lukases communal bootycall, he actually despises most of that family.

- aside from his long list of "acquaintances", he did have a super short fling with Simon Fairchild. Simon still jokes about it to this day and Jonah hates him for it.

- when he's angry or under a lot of stress he'll just stop blinking. like he usually doesn't blink as often as The Average Human, but if he's mad he'll just stop entirely. this started happening after the failed Watcher's Crown, but he didn't notice it until one time Gertrude pointed it out (that was a fun conversation, I might write something about this eventually).

- sometimes he'll forget or just not feel like doing normal bodily functions like eating or sleeping, and when he remembers that he has to in order to, you know, function, he gets so mad about it (why are human bodies so high maintenance and so unreliable at the same time istg).

- he used to be a sacredy cat. not anymore because he can See when people are close to him, but if you were to come up behind him to scare him back in the day he would leap.

- he has an odd fondness for amaranth flowers. I doubt he's a plant person but he likes those a lot (and tbh now that I think about it the mental image of plant mom Jonah makes me very soft. he'd tell the plants his Evil Plans and shit).

this is all I could think of off the top of my head but I'll probably add more as time goes by. I loved finally listing my headcanons for this little fucker so thanks for giving me the chance lol

[wonwooslibrary]

svt as boyfriends ♡ minghao edition

member: minghao x reader genre: fluff, established relationship, bullet points word count: 785 summary: minghao's boyfriend things <3 warnings: none!! author's note: i actually forgot to write this one which is why you are getting it so late i am so sorry. On the other hand, it's Hao day!!! and I am so close to having a small break from school and work !!

Art hoe aesthetic bf 

Also the perfect instagram boyfriend 

The personification of “no babe that’s stupid…let’s do it” 

Quality Time 

Likes doing hobbies with you !! Like he would love to do one of those paint for 30 minutes and then swap canvases challenges with you 

Would literally hand the canvas on the wall afterwards too

Helps you discover some hobbies if you feel like you don’t have any

“I’m gonna go work on a puzzle, babe, wanna join me?” 

Would love to do very domestic things with you like go grocery shopping and idk weed the flowerbed???

Enjoys long walks on the beach and picnics

Also enjoys just existing with you --- likes to just watch tiktoks over your shoulder and asks you to forward the funny ones to him 

Words of Affirmation

TELLS YOU ALL THE TIME THAT YOU ARE PERFECT LIKE JEEZ JUST LISTEN TO HIM ALREADY 

“Sweetheart, I told you that the cardigan looks fine with that shirt, don’t change it.” 

Would also definitely call you pet names like “babe”, “baby”, “sweets” or “sweetheart” 

And don’t forget his native language either! Like Jun, he would always compliment you in both languages

Just imagine you’re chilling in bed together watching some Instagram Reels when he leans down and whispers something sweet into your hair in Mandarin 

Despises you calling him pet names but calls you billions of different things just to find the perfect one 

“Peach? No, that's weird. Doll? Just no.” 

Doesn’t know how to take a compliment tho like damn bro LET US CALL YOU PRETTY 

Physical Touch

He’s super big on hand holding and you cannot convince me otherwise…he always has his hand out for you to take 

Hao is always super confident when he initiates the contact, but is so shy he turns into a fire truck when you do it (he is EMBARRASSED) 

I personally don’t think Hao would be big on cuddling, especially when sleeping…mans needs his personal space, but he would totally just chill on the couch with his arm around you 

When you tell him that you don’t want to be touched or anything he might pout a bit, but overall he would accept your wishes and not want to make you uncomfortable 

He would also be super concerned if something like that happened, but he would do his best to fix any issue 

Acts of Service

Hao would do simple things, like push the cart when you are shopping or do some cleaning when you are at work. He won’t even say anything about doing them either, he just does it and gets all giddy inside when you notice that he did something for you

If you have a pet together, he would always volunteer to to take them outside or to spend family time together 

Just imagine Hao laying on his stomach on the floor playing with a kitten or a puppy it would be so cute (and of course who could resist taking a picture of it either)

Enjoys doing tasks like dishes and laundry, always willingly agrees to do them

When you are getting ready to go somewhere, he will always grab your belongings like keys, wallet, purse, phone, ID, anything like that, so you don’t forget it (because you would otherwise) 

Always makes sure that if you need help with something and he can’t be there to help you that someone would be there. He doesn’t care if the rest of the performance unit wants to help, if you need more than just him the other three will be there 

Gift Giving 

I feel like Minghao is also not that big on gift giving…like of course he would for things like your birthday or any gift-giving holidays that you celebrate, but I just feel like he shows his love in other ways 

Obviously, he’ll do stuff like get your favorite drink or snack from the store or pick up your favorite dinner on the way home, but I don’t think he’d spend hundreds on jewelry or anything 

Though. He would totally revamp your whole closet for you LOL I can picture it perfectly, he sees you looking through clothes you never wear and you find a super ugly sweater and he’s like, “How many of these damn things do you have?” 

So he would drag you to his favorite store and y’all would pick out some cute outfits 

And he would obviously get a couple of them that match <3 

But yeah he wouldn’t go too crazy with buying you gifts because he would rather tell you he loves you than try to win your love with physical items and possessions

That’s actually so slay of him though let’s be real

[nemo-in-wonderland]

What would Mephistopheles do if any of the other archdevils (with liquid curage) flirted with Arena? (Zariel wants to play with the mortal girl)

(lemme take some own liquid courage (aka coffee) for this, because sweet baby jesus, the whole inferno that's going to just erupt in Cania if something like this were to ever pass).

Whoever decided that it was a good idea to even try to make a pass to Aranea must have been either : 1) DRUNK (as you suggested) 2) OUT OF THEIR GODDAMNED MIND 3)IGNORANT (in the sense that they ignore who is Aranea´s Lord Husband.)

Like, let me be frank.

Mephistopheles is a genius with one heck of a brain, cunning to boots and immensely suspicious, so he would always be on guard.

But with his temper, his being overly neurotic and paranoid and his unehealthy codependence with Aranea, he is not the most cold-minded when it comes to her.

And let's not forget it.

He is naturally jealous in all aspects of his life, so OF COURSE, he would be jealous of Aranea.

So, if someone were to openly flirt with her, his first reaction would be that of pure fury

He would ABSOLUTELY LOSE HIS SHIT and possibly go COMPLETELY FERAL.

He would be going full on Chernabog on the fool that actually tried something like that.

Like, imagine him, transforming into some sort of Ascended form, that has nothing of the charming ,handsome form that he usually assumes around Aranea, and instead he goes full on like this:

The man (Archdevil) is not exactly the most sound of mind when it come to his Aranea. She is his love, that is true, but she is also his obsession and he DOES NOT appreciate when others come "sniffing around his garden", let alone with the intent to pick HIS flower (and if you know in lore how Mephisto has the tendency to act when he gets distracted during his hypefocues obessions, then you can imagine how he would react if something like this were to happen with Aranea involved).

(and good gods, he already cannot stand Zariel because he finds her too aggressive and mercurial -the pot calling the cattle black- but he would be SO PISSED if that renegade of a Solar were to try to make a pass on Aranea.)

But if Aranea actually managed to calm him enough not to unleash hellfire and cause a War for something so little, you can rest assured that he would STILL very much swore to himself that he would come up with a way to get his vengeance for the slight that had been done to him, and would not rest until he actually carried it out (in this sense, he and Aranea are just the perfect match).

And I think, he would be in a bad mood for quite sometimes, afterwards, and it would take a while (and a good deal of soft smooching from Aranea) to calm down and get back to normal again).

SO there you have it, Nonnie!

thank you for your ask!! <3

Here, bring with you some tea and cookies!

[madam-whim]

for that character ask game: the gray prince, lucien lachance and baurus! :D

Why would you do this to me... why would you give me the tragic ones...

Gray Prince

First impression: I thought he was a bit ridiculous and didn't really fit in with everyone else in the arena, mostly due to the way he speaks and acts.

Impression now: God that poor guy... I really do feel for him. I cannot imagine the shock when he found out about his true heritage, and I can understand why it was all too much for him. After all, the general consensus is that all vampires are evil, and poor Agronak really doesn't have a way of knowing that's not the case. And I really don't think his mother made things better for him with how she must have told him half-truths about where he came from. I know she likely meant well, but in that particular case, it would probably have been better if she'd just made something up instead of giving her son these bits of information that of course he'd want to follow up on if given the chance.

Favorite moment: None, because the best ones are all tragic and I refuse to call them "favorites."

Story idea: The HoK going "fuck this, you don't need someone to kill you over this, you need friends" and supporting Agronak, and somehow this kickstarts a series of changes in the arena that results in people just... not getting killed as much anymore, where there are no more "criminals who are given a chance to earn their freedom", only professional fighters who fight to win, not to kill.

Unpopular opinion: Agronak's mother should either have told him the truth or nothing at all. She allowed him to build his life around a fantasy, and so she's partially to blame for what happened to him when it came crashing down.

Favorite relationship: The one that he could possibly have had with his father, who we know loved his baby and was excited to be a father.

Favorite headcanon: Agronak was the kid that got bullies to leave other kids alone. I can totally see him being that kind of person even at a very young age.

Lucien Lachance

First impression: *incoherent screeching because someone just You Sleep Rather Soundly For A Murderer'd me* Not gonna lie, he scared the shit out of me the first time around because I was not expecting him. It got better once I realized he was the alive version of my ghost buddy from Skyrim.

Impression now: I love, love, love that man. He's undoubtedly one of my favorite characters in the entire franchise, mostly because he is so dramatic, and he's utterly unapologetic about what he does. I may or may not have a mod that allows me to kill Arquen for what she did to him.

Favorite moment: I think that would be that one moment where he shows up after you just killed Ungolim and he realizes that both he and his Silencer have been played. He's usually so calm and confident about everything, and in that moment, he's just... not.

Story idea: This is a rather obvious one, but... the Silencer being a lot smarter than the game allows them to be and instantly noticing the different handwriting and strange wording of the first switched set of orders. Why would Lucien suddenly change his handwriting? Why would he suddenly give reasons for killing someone, when that's never been an issue before? Bonus points if the Silencer has also managed to keep the Shadowscales and Vicente alive and they team up to figure out who has it out for Lucien. But I haven't yet figured out a good enough reason to let them live.

Unpopular opinion: He's not this mysterious, silent and brooding man that some people see him as? He can play that part exceptionally well when it suits him, because he's a great actor, but it's not really him. The real Lucien can be pretty goofy and over the top and overly dramatic, and his family loves him for it.

Favorite relationship: Dad Lucien and his Shadowscale kids!

Favorite headcanon: Lucien shows his affection through keeping people on their toes, i.e. sneaking up on them and scaring and attacking them. He never does serious harm, of course, but he's serious enough about it that people fight back and defend themselves. The family eventually figures out why he does it - he wants them to live, and by making sure they can handle him when he's serious either by escaping or matching him in a fight, he ensures that they will live through pretty much any contract.

Baurus

First impression: Oh thank the Divines, a competent Blade!

Impression now: Still pretty much the same, only now I'm also aware of just how young he has to be when the crisis happens, and he still proves to be one of the bravest and smartest people around. Also, I think he played an important role in making sure neither Martin nor the HoK crumbled under the pressure of being just some random people suddenly burdened with having to save the world.

Favorite moment: I think my favorite Baurus moment is when he meets with the Mythic Dawn agents, and he walks into that meeting knowing that if anything goes wrong, or if the HoK's aim is just a little off, he's dead, and he still does his job perfectly. The amount of trust he places in the HoK is insane, especially because he knows they were in prison just a little while ago and could easily walk out on him or even turn on him.

Story idea: ... and this is where I currently can't come up with something :(

Unpopular opinion: I don't think I have any unpopular Baurus opinions. And why would I?

Favorite relationship: Baurus and Martin. Those two deserved more time together. It would have been a life-long friendship.

Favorite headcanon: He's a little bit of a matchmaker and definitely ships Martin and the HoK. Jena is his accomplice.

[possessionisamyth]

I agree on your post about fandom with Leon. I like him but the way fandom treats him and acts if he's the only character that has gone thru the most hell, it makes me not want to see him in any further content for awhile. Don't me get started on the shipping aspect of him whether it's self-shipping or his relationships with other characters.

I'd really love it if people who ship leon with themselves or reader or whatever would choose TWO ways to tag it as a group so I can block it en masse and not see their boring ass fantasies generated from character ai play out the same way 500x a day no matter how many variants of the tag I block.

Every time I think it might be a character analysis it's slapped with "He Wouldn't Fucking Say That" but for every sentence, and I get to decide whether I'm going to block or scroll faster.

Shipping aside(because woooo do aeon, cleon, and jilleon shippers love showing their misogyny as much as people who ship leon with other boring white men), seeing people baby him incessantly as if he's not a grown ass man is a different level of fury. Yes, his job fucking sucks. Yes, he was suckered into it. He's not special actually. How many people have the option to not work a shitty job for an uncomfortable period of time in their lives without suffering immediate financial consequences? I'll tell you who. Rich people. Who I don't respect anyways. You know who else has a shitty job? Literally the entire recurring cast of characters we see, majority of whom are women.

You know what usually makes a job shittier? Not having a dick. I cannot fucking imagine the hell that Jill, as much of a paragon in her field as Chris is, has to experience from the men higher ups questioning every single fucking decision she makes on top of dealing with bioweapon bullshit. Her only reprieve? Probably Chris or Barry stepping in for her to shut them up, and if not that, she can get some of that anger out through the gorey, visceral violence some people dream of having as an outlet when dealing with shitty customers in retail.

And don't even get me fucking started on Rebecca and Claire who don't have the mercy of that much of a reprieve! Both of them have to deal with politicians from multiple countries, majority men, also questioning and second guessing their every plan while they try to provide life-saving medicine and resources to people who need them. You know what Leon has to hear from politicians? Arrest or kill this guy and go home. Escort this person and go home. They dont' question his competency. I know for a fucking fact Claire and Rebecca get the third degree if they so much as even suggest a faster way to supply necessary footwork in order to rebuild a neighborhood or save lives, meanwhile Leon goes home and does, uh, fucking nothing until he's called onto the next job.

But oooohh ooohh woobie baby pookie puppy daddy waawaa googoo gaga leon kennedy has a dwinking pwoblem. He's soooo babygirl and needs to be cuddled and protected and loved because his job is sooooooo stressful, and he's a victim.

You know who's a fucking victim in this situation post RE2? Sherry goddamn Birkin who apparently has zero fucking contact with Leon for 15 whole years after the government snatched them. YOU KNOW? THE GUY WHO SAID HE'D KEEP AN EYE ON HER FOR CLAIRE. THAT ONE. Did I mention she is a sudden orphan after watching her mom die in front of her? Oh, and her upbringing can be considered questionable at best due to RE6 being a genuine shit show. Oh and she also let doctors experiment on her body in order to A)Fuck around with the G-Virus, and B) figure out cures and vaccines, WHICH MOST OF WERE MADE BY REBECCA ANYWAY WITHOUT HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION? So like!!!! If I want to separate it further by saying who has the worst shitty government job dealing with Umbrella after it's shut down, it still isn't fucking Leon! Can you imagine the hellscape assignments they send Sherry into with her super healing ability??????? I know they're worse because she can survive egregious injury without them using money to provide medical supplies! And you know governments everywhere love cutting corners when it comes to money.

But Leon is blonde ONCE, in ONE GAME, a good game yes but is apparently so iconic his pain magically takes precedent as the worst above everyone else's. And I hate that so fucking much because even Leon doesn't think this about himself! Leon literally doesn't think he has it the worst out of everyone! He just kinda wants to die sometimes which is not the same thing! Yet, the unfortunate amount of fans with little to no media literacy believe otherwise.

[i-sveikata]

I finally finished the chapter and I don't even know where to start because so much happened. My thoughts may be in disorder but I hope that you can follow me and provide me with answers in my analyses. First of all: it is clear that Korn is the villain of the story. He is much more dangerous and manipulative than Vegas' father, it's almost scary. We can also see how dangerous he is when we see how he feels threatened by Pete. My impression, from what I've read and what I feel, is that Pete and Vegas are a very powerful couple and partners (apart from Vegas' place as the minor family heir). Korn seems to feel extremely threatened especially since he saw the Vegas ring on Pete's finger. I don't know if you already see the end of your story but I have the feeling that a battle for Vegas and Macau to recover their heritage and their power must be fought. Besides, imagine Vegas and Pete reigning together as the head of the miner family is hot as hell and I need to know how that feels.

Vegas over drugged against him with a dangerous and highly addictive drug? Even if it's only for 3 days, you still pointed it out and I doubt it's for nothing... Knowing that Vegas is in full mourning, completely in shock at the death of his father, has barely recovered from his family's physical abuse (drugging him against his knowledge and almost killing him), not to mention the many years of trauma, gaslighting and under the influence of his father... is severance with the symptoms would be a trigger for Vegas to break down and open up to Pete about how he feels and also all his insecurities and things Pete doesn't know ? Because I have the impression that Vegas's extreme horniness (in addition to the fact that they want each other 24/7), could be a defense mechanism by Vegas to escape the thinking about dealing with the death of his father and all the wounds that it arouses in him.

I love how Pete is more open about his feelings for Vegas, he came from far away so what we have today is barely the minimum, but I don't know... he can't seem to saying it out loud that Vegas is officially his boyfriend but in this protective way of acting, the fact that he would do anything for Vegas, that he can't leave without him, that he only thinks to him, who we finally know he loves when Vegas calls him "Baby"... I can't wait to see more of them together in a domestic way, like a real couple, even in their way of express their feelings to each other... Will Pete finally let Vegas tell him he loves him? Will Pete admit to Vegas that he loves him? Or even though he resigned, he still has intense emotionnal blockages that cause him to fear hearing that he is loved? Besides, I would be curious to know where this intense fear comes from because I remember his anxiety and panic attack when Vegas told him that he could love him, or when he interrupted him in fear when Vegas was ready to say it out loud to him. I think that these details cannot be ruled out and that we still have a lot to explore regarding their two traumatized neuroses which complement each other. And we always learn more about them than the scenes where they talk together alone (and fool around in between).

I'm probably forgetting a lot of things but there's also the scene with Macau, I felt so sad for him but I love the big brother figure that Pete has become for him, the way he protects him and taking care of him is really touching! And I love Pete's grandmother, I love how she understands firsthand what's going on between Pete and Vegas and how she's suspicious while being sweet and protective (but I didn't understand who the other woman is , a friend of the grandmother?)!

Let's talk about Vegas again and how they can't have sex, I wonder what he's going to do to try to get Pete's guard down haha! I can't wait to know what's next... I'm heartbroken because I know we're going to have to wait 3 months for the next chapter but I can't wait (hoping we won't wait as long this time)

From all series and books I read your fiction is the thing I hold on the most, you saved my year last year with this

oh yeah honestly mr korn is straight up terrifying!! they need to get him out of power asap because none of them will ever be able to live happy lives otherwise

oh yes that is one hundred per cent right mr korn is threatened by their potential and their unwavering loyalty to one another. right now he can still get between kinn and porsche whenever he likes and he knows how to pit them against one another but i think hes aware that the same kind of tricks wont work on vegas and pete and i absolutely think that makes him nervous. with pete's level headedness and vegas' unstoppable determination he knows they could make an incredible team once they sort out their issues.

yes vegas is going to have a lot to contend with next chapter but im not too sure if hell be able to bridge the gap between himself an pete to let him know how hes feeling. vegas has a few things still hidden close that he doesnt share with others so itll be a question of whether hes ready to finally bridge that gap with pete and actually open up about something other than his desires for once. yes he absolutely uses sex as a distraction a lot of the time- but pete is getting very close to figuring this out as well as vegas' insecurities surrounding it- funny how a sex drought will do that- so they might be able to have some honest conversations. the biggest thing vegas is worried about i think is pity, hed rather be hated than pitied which is where most of his abrasive behaviours come from (and why hes so terrified of pete's grandma- because shes even more intuitive than pete, she looks right at him and knows what hes made of and pities him for it)

oh yes for sure there is definitely way more to be addressed from petes end too of course in terms of his trauma at both his father and vegas' hands, his reluctance to admit to anything serious or long term with vegas when his actions speak against him and also his fear of being loved. they also need to come back to the sexual elements of their relationship that namely pete has been avoiding- and that needs to be confronted too before they can go forward. theres definitely a lot more work needed!

aw yeah pete looking out for him is so sweet!! he is kind of like a big brother too! im looking forward to writing more of their interactions!! oh yeah shes just a friend of pete's grandmother. shes strikes me as the kind of person whod have a lot of friends (which is also part of the reason pete didnt feel as guilty leaving her to go to bangkok in the first place tbh)

ah yes thats going to put them in a tricky spot because so much of their relationship and dynamic revolves around sex!! theyre going to be forced to confront a lot of things that the sex and physical intimacy has been helping to cover up or distract them from. it will be interesting for sure.

I very much doubt itll be three months wait! just had too much going on the last few months what with getting covid, then walking pneumonia two weeks later followed by christmas family shenanigans and then a road trip for a couple weeks in Jan so i just really didnt had the time or energy for writing unfortunately! but im on some stronger antibiotics now (which apparently make me burn very easily in the sun???? what) and im feeling loads better.

will probably be a month-ish wait depending on how i go but i mean i still work full time and i do need to look after myself and have a social life and stay alive on top of spending a lot of my time writing this for free so ive got to have some balance too!!

but honestly if i rushed through it im not sure it would be the same quality or level of enjoyment that im having right now so theres that to consider too!

oh wow that really means so much to me you have no idea! like honestly writing this story really made last year so much more wonderful and bearable than it already was (and last year was a pretty shitty year for me ill admit)

i do really hope that youll enjoy the rest when i get to writing and posting it!

[thevampirearchive]

Commentary on Interview With The Vampire - Episode 1 (Spoilers)

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Barely fully in and it already looks beautiful. Was the budget in the billions because this shit is so crisp, fuck!

Hannah Baker was out-fucking performed. TAPES RO HARRASS A DYING MAN WHO DIDNT USE YOUR VAMPIRE SECRET? Lestat would be so proud!

I am so happy this is the direction they chose — brining us to modern time, the only time I wanna hear about the pandemic in entertainment media. And all while humanity does, Louis is stuck in his high tower with some high tech ass Dubai apartment? Purr.

Nvm, Mans seem sick of it lmao. Stuck there in his own personal house-coffin (I’d still prefer a coffin, and I feel like Lestat would have never chosen a place penthouse. He’s too French for modern builds. ��Louis? NO QUALITY WOODEN COFFIN?” He’d say, in a French accent, in disgust.

I am a whore for period piece and they’re taking us to 1910 AND New Orleans? Spoiled. We’ve been spoiled.

Gosh the vulgar language, I am shaking from excitement! Pls!

I know a lot of black folks hate it when they have the white say the n-word, but that ‘unhand me nigger’ comment killed me, that white man forgot where he was for a second

I too agree, anal without consent is against god (I screamed, the whores are funny)

Not Paul tryna play captain save a Ho, man’s brough a Bible Too — I love him.

THE BRAWL! And this whole time Lestat is watching like it’s forplay for later.

HE PULLED A SWORD ON HIS OWN BROTHER? That’s cold Lou, but I respect it, gotta do what you gotta do.

Lestat watching, BRICKED UP, and I cannot believe nobody’s falling in love like this ANYMORE. WE USED RO BE A SOCIETY! (How I imagine Lestat internally, as he watch his man pull a whole sword out of his Pimp 3000 Cain)

Pls not the disgusted faces on the white men watching Louis walk in!!! Fighting for their lives to not say sum — TRY IT :^b

The lines should have been “damn so they just letting anybody in” so I could have really lost it. His racism wasn’t racist enough — I predicted they’d make him a proper French (racist) but they didn’t drive it all the way, and I get why. Can’t have the protagonist calling the other protagonist a nigger after all (well I haven’t seen Ep. 2 so perhaps) but it would be accurate. I just don’t believe white ppl weren’t racist, even the DOCTOR was sliming it around and that’s the homie, y’a know?

Awww Lestat is like a tarot girlie after watching one Tiktok reading and suddenly she sees 11.11 everywhere. “Ah Louis?! I was heading to St. Louis? Hahah so you’re my saint haha”, Lestat pls you look desperate pls breath baby breath (same tho)

His French is so good!  Ça m’a pris par surprise! Qu’est-ce qu’il est français ou il est juste un bon acteur? I could Google it, but how else will I flex that I too, speak French. Lestat is actually my cousins neighbor, oui oui baguette.

LMAOOOO “that explains the attire” SHOTS FIRED. Man’s came for his whole fit, and Lestat laughed it off cuz he’s in love, wow.

Lestat is such a scorpio sun libra Mercury scorpio mars because who tells a story, LEANS FOR A SLUTTY KISS and continues with the same elegance? He’s such a slut, I love it!

The way he just had foreplay and the whole time Louis fighting for his life to not bust. Cuz what? Watching a man touch a woman that way with their gaze fixed on you only? He’s playing with you Lou! RUN (not to fast tho, make it clap as you go tihi)

Am I wrong for thinking Louis was not just mad that Lestat froze him but that he knows without much effort? He knows Louis a raging homosexual and it’s been what? Minutes? Pls!

“I’ve emptied a bank volt to sample” LESTAT! He’s a whore but I’m still shocked, I knew this BUT IM STILL SHCOKED!

He really saw Louis in the act for seconds and decided to not just stay but get a home, furnish it, get a wardrobe, ignore that it’s basically a red light district (sure there’s buisness but he comes off too french to ever accept to live near the sound of cheeks being clapped) JUST cuz Louis is there. When will it be me god?

“You are his destiny Louis”— istfg if I do not experience this soon I will combust. PlS!

The bidding war was so hot and then he placed his ring and I felt it in every fiber of my being. Can’t beleive Lilly didn’t say ‘just get y’a cocks out and let’s do it the proper way’ the way they were slinging

Louis’ idk if I wanna be him, beat him or fuck him moment was real, man’s was fighting gay thoughts with all his might (and looses, later)

His mind filled with just Lestat huh? So the gay thought’s won? I wonder if he tells Lestat that? If he does I think lestat’s head will grow too big for his hats.

Thé poker game was smooth and I love how Louis just went meh, and didn’t question the time freezing, the voice in his mind or the enormous compliment — you are worth more, king. Big ups.

Pls Not them having put and Louis bring smt to read, he’s such a weirdo bro we know you know he’s basically taking you out on dates and you love it! PUT THE BOOK DOWN AND FLIRT BACK *holds up a gun*

THE CINEMA! Such cultured lads! I love them. Out here watching while Lestat watching his snack, I MEAN HIS MAN, I MEAN HIS BUISNESS PARTNER

‘He’s not white he’s French’ — this is what all white Man’a whore tell themsleves. Didn’t I fucking predict they’d say that? Lmaoo I did!

NOT HIM CALLING HIS MOM MAMMA DU LAC! He’s tryna fit in and Paul fighting back from saying sum (not too hard tho cuz now he’s going in lmao GET HIM LIL BRO)

“What’s the nature of your relationship with my brother” All my mind can think off is ‘everybody knows… everybody knows that he fucks you’. Cuz why would he ask that? Clearly that’s your future brother in law AND PAUL KNEW! The voices told him he was amongst the gays tihi

Okay Lestat pls don’t trauma dump on Paul lmao, answer the question or politely ignore it cuz I feel like Paul has some ‘you’ve got the wrong time but the right bitch’-him and just swing cuz what? But I think he’s being pulled in so he couldn’t even move if he wanted to.

NOT LOUIS SETTING IT STREIGHT! Idk why I thought he’d be a pushover after all the dreamy stairs Lestat has given him:)

This is all I can imagine Lestat thinking as he dinned with black ppl probably for the first time ever — rich and educated at that.

Please! A Lilly for his front pocket and a Lilly for Louis to do nothing with but entertain him, tihi

Not her revealing he’s gay, girl, bffr. “It’s okay” this strange white man now knows too fucking much babes but whatever

THE ALMOST TOUCH! I had to close the screen sorry I am used to fluff only (no I am not, but that yanked me)

now he’s in his head, fucking his mind and eyes and watching him get hard for him cuz Lilly ain’t doing shit but be a buffer. A pretty buffer getting a taste of Lestats man FOR NOW! Good *gets closer to screen* IS THAT FINGER SUCKING? Even pulling away in disgust was not convincing babes, !BE WHO YOU ARE!

THE FIGHT FOR DOMINANCE! MY GOSH AND THE RELEASE! It’s like he was pretending before going full ‘yeah now after we’ve kissed and touched titties, you know I’m into it so let me chill’ and he went lax, and now they floating, fucking and sucking. Gosh, this better win an award.

No because I fully beleive being drank from by a vampire is the closest thing humans will ever get to experience true euphoria and that’s why I will not simply be turned immediately. MAKE ME YOUR BLOODBAG FOR AT LEAST SEVEN DAYS AND SEVEN NIGHTS PLS I need to feel the THRILL

That was the most romantic, tender yet agressive love making bloodsucking scene I’ve ever witnessed. I’m bricked up, down there and up here (holds heart)

The wedding! This about to be good cuz y’all know black ppl know how to celebrate!

ARGH THE MONEY TO HER DRESS! The diaspora is ALIVE!

Thé dancing! Arghhhh this show is so freaking black, I love it! Anne is probably rolling in her grave, arguing with Satan to be resurrected so she can sue. Love it here

THE THROWN MONEY! YAAAAAAAS! Y’all don’t understand! This how we really be!!!! Black folks RISE! This one’s for us!

Now they climbing a whole roof just to … see the sunset? Babes… bffr.

Awww “I love you-“ why did that sound like a Goodby! Where is HEGOING NO-

NOOOOOOOOOOOO

Noooooooo! I’m fenna cry, PLEASE NOT PAUL! (I knew he dies but I also forgot but I also was just enjoying myself and they caught me slipping. Now I’m pausing to take deep breaths…)

And that was his last sunrise? Yeah, cuz the fucking cameras.

Pls not death is boring… Speak for yourself, some of us have yet to try >:( ( but I’ll probably agree. It’s so inevitable like boo, give us smt fresh, smt unexpected!)

Not his mama tryna blame him… pushed? Babes be fucking Fr rn. Fuck sakes. And his sister not defending or nun. She probably wanted him gone and now she got it.

I just feel bad cuz suicide is a sin and still he did it :/ sad.

MANS PULLED UP TO THE FUNERAL! Lestat you are sick (I love it). PLEASE NOT HIM ACTUALLY NOT GAF! Didn’t even wear black, even tho I know that wardrobe fully stocked!

“Not here” Louis says and Lestat is on sims ‘I texted, I called, I send a pigeon and nothing, ignoring me huh?

THE GASP THAT LEFT ME! NO LESTAT YOU CANT SAY THAT AT THE WALK TO THE FUNERAL! All in attempt to ‘pick me, choose me, love me’ into Louis’ heart, now Louis ready to fist fight you in the same streets you fell for him tsk me tsk tsk. Maybe y’all should step to the side and kiss. Cuz clearly Lestat was NOT leaving …

This is the lvl of toxic and possessiveness I thought I’d see in twilight… y’all fooled me. Cuz Bella would have loved this ngl and I’d have loved it more but Edward is a runner and a track star. Lestat tho? He’d probably kill the whole town for Louis to notice him.

This man went to the burial, didn’t even wait for his obsessive fangirl behavior, AND he killed Lilly leaving nobody for Louis to turn to. Now man’s fighting for his life and all I’m wondering is why no other vampire in history has ever been this obsessive so I’d know this is how fucked up I am (derogatory) wow. Went to every fucking limits just so Louis wouldn’t know peace.

NOT THE CONFESSIONAL WITH THE PRIEST! Louis you don’t even beleive! It’s giving “Ariana! What are you doing here!”

Did Lestat not think of the priest? Tsktsk didn’t even eliminate all sources of outlet! Should have burnt the church, house, brothers and had every townsman flee just to get a text back. For legal reasons I am joking…

Nvm, he barely got into the juicy bits before man’s was dragged out and is now being devoured. (Kinda hot. Didn’t even let Louis finish)

At this point, whenever Louis doesn’t breath is Lestat direction it’s PICK ME CHOOSE ME LOVE ME. He’s so obsessive *plays obsessed by Mariah Carey*

All I see is Lestat being so angry and hurt that Louis went to confess to a god he does not beleive in before he came to Lestat. Like damn. You’d rather come here then come to me ? “Do I mean that little to you-“ type of hurt. :( Aww babes, he’s just afraid cuz once he comes to you, it’s over. That’s the beginning of a life he doesn’t beleive he can have and he’s want all of you … can’t be gay and black in these parts (time + place) I fear

Please not the stabbing! 😭 babes pls you know this man isn’t a regular man, he drank from you and you decided to never speak to him again for a reason.

Pls not the slowmo! It looks so fucking cool! Even when he eats ppl it’s so agressive and looks so painfull! Love messy eater vampires.

“I’m not the devil- but I can give you death-“ Pls why has nobody offered me this ?? It’s not fair! “I love you Louis, you are loved.” Nawl I’m fenna cry. (And I am crying)

Envious that this is not my character arch, I am stuck consuming it rather then being CONSUMED! He wanted to create an infinity Between them. Remove death AND life from the equation!

That was the most beautiful asking ever. The way their just :’) This is such a tender, romantic, loving moment. That moment was … beautiful. I have no words! I too forgot the barbaric scene (lmao as did Louis ofc)

AND THEN CAME THE NOD! THE KISS AND THE BITE! The way he kissed him, alone, I could tell he released all fears and pain he had in this life. Fear of loving a man, of being who he was, pain of being at fault for things — for his role as a pimp, him as a son, a brother to his brother, a provider for his family. The one who promised his father strength without truly ever wanting it but doing it because he was good at it. He was hurting so much and Lestat just liberated him (too bad Louis doenst realize this too is a prison, but with a nice view, unhinged love of your life and a future daughter, have fun)

That was perfect. The description of the transformation — THE HAARTBEATS! Gosh I wanna be able to have senses heightened this much! ImGAINE!

I am SCREAMING it was so quick! I’m a whore for varsity in transformations! Some vampires die and require burials. Some are dead for much longer! EVERYYING! EVERYTHING

This was dead ass the best vampire tv show I’ve ever seen. They gave me black ass moments and I am living! TENDERNESS, POSSESSION! OBSESSION, trauma, laughter, depth! Script was INCREIDBLE! These are really good writers! What a team! And the actors? Give those two their fucking awards RIGHT NOW!

I cannot believe we’re witnessing the best vampire show unfold right before us.

[dreamwritesimagines]

“and more often than not, you would be pulled away from the haze of sleep with his head between your—” well.....then again, it’s Anthony, he’s very business minded so i’m not at all surprised that he always Gets Down To Business™️ early in the morning alskalsk. “Anthony had seemed to have dozed off on his desk.” see?? very business minded AND hardworking LMAO

“I had a nightmare that you were gone.” aww :(( Cherie giving Anthony a head massage ugh they’re such a married couple it’s so cute. anndd he fell asleep salkslaks this is so sweet. “you could go shopping for the baby” ......again? lmao then again it’s Cherie so what’s new. Anthony’s bed head my beloved <3 also love how they just keep seeking each other out when they wake up. “Too bad, I want to be with my wife.” UGH MY HEART. every time he calls her that i just YELL.

Cece is only two months pregnant?? for some reason i thought it was longer. i definitely blame Cherie and Elias with how they’re acting. it’s like the baby is about to arrive in two hours LMAO

“He looked to be around your father’s age” oh no...OH FUCK NO. IS THIS??? HE?? WHO MUSTN'T BE NAMED??? okay wait, from my previous annotations, i did call this man Fuckwad™️ so i’m bringing that back. “That’s strange.” ugggggh this is going to be intenseeeee. there’s no other person she could’ve run into that would have THAT reaction. like my man couldn’t even act normal like he was being so so sooo weird and angsty LIKE THE GUILTY MAN THAT HE IS.

“You hadn’t expected a game night with cards and alcohol and smoking.” oof Lady Danbury knows how to throw a Party: After Dark™️ Cherie you should not have expected any less. “So has Cecily, she hasn’t lost any rounds so far.” YAAS QUEEN. YOU WIN THEM ALL!!! my queen stays winning as ! she ! should ! “I will not envy you next morning.” // “I’m sure it will be alright.” oh dear...she has no idea about hangovers yet bc this is the first time she’s getting drunk LMAO I CANNOT WAIT. Anthony, sending you all the luck my man.

“Tell her she can make the next one during the next dinner party I host, I won’t mind.” oh...my....GOD!! I LOVE HER AHAHASKHAS. 

“Is it normal if a lady desires her husband too much?” she’s still wondering this i see LMAO. “He has you three times a day?” absolute rabbits these two and that’s just the MINIMUM of what they get up to LMAO “Well I’m so happy that he desires me but just yesterday morning he ripped my dress in a haste and it was such a beautiful dress!” of course that would be the root of their argument lol. but Anthony is very uhm...persuasive and skillful so it’s no surprise she forgive him LMAO

“You can’t blame him, I think anyone would do the same.” she said. “I know I would.” oh??? you go bi queen i love her. SHE’S FLIRTING WITH CHERIE I LOVE IT BWAHAHA AND CHERIE HASN’T GOT A CLUEEE. Anthony’s not here but imagine?? if he saw this interaction??? that would be TOO FUNNY. he'd be like 'so now I have to ward off women from staring at my wife too???' LMAO

"He assured me in a very smug way that he was fine but the other day” OF COURSE HE WAS SMUG ABOUT IT BECAUSE “Because I didn’t even realize but I accidentally scratched him” A.K.A. YOU WERE TOO uhm In The Moment™️? skskksks too fucked out lol TO EVEN REALIZE LMAO. it’s basically a testament that he’s doing his job and he’s doing it Good™️ and oooh does that feed his ego. “Oh I’m sure he does not.” // “I’d say he enjoyed that.” yes ladies, i do agree ASKALSKA

“Not scratching so to speak but I…bite him sometimes.” CECE OH MY GOODNESS BWAHAHAH YOU LIL FREAKY QUEEN I LOVE IT!!! omg.....Elias was the one who suggested it bc she got too loud. i bet he’s just using that as an excuse. he just likes getting bitten. you kinky fucker Elias, you kinky FUCKER YOU!! “Is that why his collars went up since he got married? I thought he was trying a new look!” BWAHAHAH ELIAS YOU AINT SNEAKY ENOUGH LMAO i can’t stop laughing this is EVERYTHING. i love it when ladies have their time to gossip about their husbands. I LOVE IT.

“Have either of you ever been blindfolded during the act?” oh my goodness. if Cherie brings this up to Anthony HE WILL DIE. “It’s rather fun. Or if you’re that worried about scratching him accidentally, your husband can tie you up.” MA’AM???? Catherine IS NOT holding back oh my god. “Sometimes I tie him up.” OH MY QUEEN!! DAMN RIGHT!! YOU GO GET IT!!! “Cecily tilted her head as if considering the suggestion” oh i can definitely see her doing it and Elias will lose his HEAD. and Cece is just in control naturally and ahem, i bet that’s going to go really reallyy well in the bedroom. Elias follows her like a puppy already too so, the dynamic is there.

“looks like water, came from another country.” ...i think that’s tequila, dear Cherie sksksks “You’re the love of my life and you can blindfold me any time you want.” THAT WAS NOT HOW I EXPECTED HER TO TELL HIM BUT YES YES YES LMAO. goddamn what a sentence.

“And she would rip my dress too she says, isn’t that nice of her?” isn’t....that...nice....of...her...LMAAO aaah Cherie. your obviousness is hilarious. “And Cece bites Elias.” LMAO she just airs out everyone’s secret when she drunk then huh. Anthony should be careful bc the next time that’ll happen, everyone will know how he likes to be tied up, ahem, foreshadowing? lmao i’m kidding.

“But not in a “I got you a present” kind of way. In a bedroom kind of way.” she reallllyy didn’t need to explain it to him. i’m sure he understood the first time LMAO. “Have you ever done that?” // “I’m not answering that question.” oh SHUT THE FUCK UP OF COURSE YOU HAVE LMAAAAO . if Elias likes getting bitten, i swear Anthony is even kinkier. bc idk if that’s bc of Elias’s golden retriever energy compared to Anthony’s calmness and seriousness, but you know what they say about the quiet ones....*wink* *wink*

“So about what Lady Banfield was telling you—” lmaaaaao Anthony is trying so so hard to get back into this topic bc it’s tickled his....Pocket Key™️ already (he’s making it so so obvious that he’s soooooo into it and he’s sooo down to try it as soon as possible a.k.a. the second she’s sober LMAO) but Cherie is just parkouring from one topic to another this is hilarious. “Darling we don’t have a son.” I CAN’T KSALSKALSK in the future Anthony come on catch up with her brain!! “François Guillaume Andrieux” that’s......such a hassle of a name. and she can’t just name her “nephew” omg alskalskaks

“You’re not even listening to me, are you?” Anthony, you said it yourself, she’s blacked out drunk. she doesn’t even listen to you when she’s sober, what makes you think she’ll listen to you drunk? LMAO “I’m willing to go up to five.” .....sending you both all the luck that’s so much aksklkaslk. it’s going to be chaos.

“Not eight. Hyacinth’s birth was…” he trailed off and he shook his head again. “Mother almost—no. You’re not going to go through that.” oh no :(( i want to give him a hug. gosh all jokes aside i’m so so sure that even the first time Cherie gets pregnant Anthony will have a really hard time staying calm or even just, less anxious. not only bc of the excitement and worry about being a father and all that stuff, but also bc of what he’s seen. like i’m so sure he will have flashbacks to that time when Violet gave birth to Hyacinth and he’ll starting stressing about what if Cherie will have the same complicated pregnancy and ugh it’s going to stress him out so much. he’s going to need a lot of reassurance bc this man is going to have a hard time especially when he’ll start picturing losing Cherie and i mean....he’s having nightmares about it already. 

“I’m so happy that you’re the love of my life,” // “I’m so happy you’re the love of my life as well.” stooop they’re too cute!!! ugh, i can feel the storm coming in the distance now that Fuckwad™️ is back in town. but still, AH bring forth the drama! but honestly, this was such a fun chapter to read. i loved that bit with the ladies like, during that era it was so so rare for them to be like that in the open so them having that time for themselves was just so refreshing. amazing as always!!

– TM Anon™️

Omg omg darliiiing hi! ❤❤

Aaaaaa I'm so excited🥰🥰❤

Lollll very business minded you say😈😏 Their mornings are very busy for sure😏

I enjoy their soft moments so much! ❤ Like, they're in their own little bubble of happiness and love❤

Cherie will buy that baby everything by the due date😂

Anthony's bed head! 😍

He loveeeees calling her his wife😍

Oh they want the baby to arrive already, that's why they keep arguing over it😂

Fuckwad ™️ OH MY GOD😂 That totally fits him😈

It's going to be very very intense, angst is comiiing😏😱

Lady Danbury's parties are probably the most popular parties😂

Cece's grandfather taught her how to count cards and some other tricks when she was little, and Cece never ever loses in cards because of that😂

 oh dear...she has no idea about hangovers yet bc this is the first time she’s getting drunk LMAO I CANNOT WAIT. Anthony, sending you all the luck my man. THAT WILL BE A HILARIOUS SCENEEEE 😂

"absolute rabbits these two" they really areeee! 😏

I think Anthony instantly....distracted her😈

That would be an awesome sceneee! It always goes over Cherie's head when someone tries to flirt with her 😂

Oh Anthony was sooo so smug after that scratching incident 😏

"omg.....Elias was the one who suggested it bc she got too loud. i bet he’s just using that as an excuse. he just likes getting bitten. you kinky fucker Elias, you kinky FUCKER YOU!! Oh Elias is definitely kinky😈 And Cece is enjoying that a lot😂

The fact that Cherie didn't even question why his collars went up...😂

“Cecily tilted her head as if considering the suggestion” oh i can definitely see her doing it and Elias will lose his HEAD. and Cece is just in control naturally and ahem, i bet that’s going to go really reallyy well in the bedroom. Elias follows her like a puppy already too so, the dynamic is there. THIS! THIIIIS! 😱😍

OMG THIS IS SO TRUE! ❤ That dynamic is definitely there and Elias would sooo like that😈

That sentence came out of nowhere and Anthony didn't even know what hit him😂

Lollll I think someone needs to be around Cherie when she gets drunk to make sure she doesn't give tmi 😂

“Have you ever done that?” // “I’m not answering that question.” oh SHUT THE FUCK UP OF COURSE YOU HAVE LMAAAAO . if Elias likes getting bitten, i swear Anthony is even kinkier. bc idk if that’s bc of Elias’s golden retriever energy compared to Anthony’s calmness and seriousness, but you know what they say about the quiet ones....*wink* *wink*

Oh I definitely agree with this! 🔥 Like, I feel like Anthony is much kinkier than Elias for sure, he just gives off those vibes and we will kinda see mentions of it😏

he’s soooooo into it and he’s sooo down to try it as soon as possible a.k.a. the second she’s sober LMAO) but Cherie is just parkouring from one topic to another this is hilarious. I AM DYING AT THIS😂

Anthony, you said it yourself, she’s blacked out drunk. she doesn’t even listen to you when she’s sober, what makes you think she’ll listen to you drunk? THIS IS SUCH A GOOD POINT!? 😂 She really refuses to listen to him like all the time😂

Yessssss definitely! ❤ Like, Anthony will be so tense and nervous when she gets pregnant because of what happened with Violet and Hyacinth, and just like you said, he's already having nightmares about it and when she gets pregnant...

Those flashbacks will be back ❤

Darling, you've made me incredibly happy with this! ❤ Thank you so so so much, ILYSM! ❤❤ Aaaaaaa I'm gonna re-read this like ten times! ❤❤❤

[appocalipse]

Why am I imagining the concept of you/reader helping Steve wash his car that essentially turns into a flirtatious water fight? Wet t-shirts and all because he just seems like the sort 👀

because you are a GENIUS anon, genius!!!!!!!! i loved every minute of writing this | suggestive! (very)

“Are you really going to do this?”

Steve is sitting on the bottom step of your porch, watching you with something akin to delight in his warm brown eyes, leaning back on his palms and enjoying the faint breeze in his hair.

“I will,” you say decisively, bucket of suds in one hand, a big fluffy sponge in the other. You walk past him with the gait of someone who's going to do something really, really fun, almost bouncing around (which you only don't do because you're carrying the bucket in the first place, by the way) and he chuckles, shaking his head; he cannot understand at all how all this excitement is compatible with the simple act of washing his car.

It's a hot but pleasant day, and you had asked him, wanting to do something nice for someone who did so many nice things for you every day without asking for anything in return. Steve had said yes. He even had the trouble to park the car close enough so you could use the hose. So yeah — you're definitely going to wash his car.

How did he end up so lucky?

Steve can't believe how adorable you are. He watches silently as you walk around the hood, carefully set the bucket on the ground, and bend down to dip the sponge into the sud.

It's summer and the sun is high in the sky; you're wearing light clothes, a pair of little shorts that slide and expose a good amount of your skin in this position.

“Oh, c'mon,” he sighs, smiling that smile. "Now you're just teasing me."

Your interest in washing his car is genuine, you swear. “I'm not,” you guarantee, looking at him over your shoulder with a loving chuckle.

You start from top to bottom, so the roof is the first part of the car the sponge touches, spreading suds and lifting the pleasant fragrance of the car wash product he'd brought for you to use. You stretch on your tiptoes; Steve tilts his head to the side, squinting his eyes at you.

“Are you wearing the red bikini?” he says as if it is a personal offense to him.

The red strap and the bow at the back of your neck most likely gave you away.

"Maybe," you tease.

“Really?” his tone is now all sweet and plea, soft as silk. “Let me see?”

“What?” you're trying to concentrate on soaping the windows, but his gaze on your skin seems to burn more than the sun, and there's a smile on your face that you can't shake as you turn your head to look at him, faking (badly) indifference. "No."

“Please?”

You laugh. "No!"

“Why not?”

“Because- what are you doing?”

He is getting up. He stretches for far too long, very pleased with the look you're giving him as you seem to catch on.

“I'll help you,” he promises. The smile on his face says otherwise.

"No! Absolutely not-"

Steve takes his t-shirt off and you gasp like a teenager. What a dork. A dork that's too pretty for your own good and a dork you love dearly, but still a dork.

“What?” he asks, feigning innocence. "You think I'll distract you, sweetheart?"

As if he knew how to do anything else.

Steve takes a step closer to you. Just judging by the look on his face, you're sure one step is too close, and you retreat to a safer distance. "Stay there!" you warn. The smile on your face betrays you though.

"Why?"

Of course he doesn't obey. Obviously. He's getting closer now, forcing you to walk backward. “Stop-stop it!”

He chuckles. "I'm not doing anything, baby."

"You're so mean."

"You're meaner. Wearing that bikini and not letting me see it? So mean.”

You walk around the hood again, half to clean the other side of the car and half hoping to put more distance between the two of you.

Steve watches you silently for all of ten seconds before calling, “Babe?”

“Take it off for me?”

You lift your head, looking at him over the roof of his BMW. “Hmm?”

He pouts, trying for innocent-looking, but his eyes give him away in a heartbeat. He’s so charming you feel a little dizzy though, cheeks burning red for a couple of reasons other than the sun.

You make a face he can only interpret as a clear no. But Steve…ah, Steve isn't intimidated easily. It's a hot summer day when neither of you has to work, so he's even more relaxed than usual, more affectionate than usual.

You're so focused on your task that you don't even realize where he's going. He picks up the hose and starts rinsing the parts you've already soaped from the other side of the car innocently, slowly, like a good, obedient boy. You don't say anything.

Until he lifts the hose a little too high — accidentally, of course, he swears — and a jet of water hits your chest, soaking your t-shirt entirely.

You yelp and step away, wet from top to toe; Steve is displaying the most false expression of surprise and regret you've ever seen, mouth open into an 'O' shape.

“STEVE!”

He is trying to hide his smile. “Sorry!” he says, only then lowering the hose. There's not even a little bit of regret anywhere near him.

You try to look angry. But at him? It's hard.

“You got me all wet!” you yell.

“Don’t I always?”

He's an idiot and you love him too much for your own good.

“Oh my God,” you throw the wet sponge at him and Steve dodges it easily. You don't look nearly as angry as you'd like and he notices because he's now openly laughing.

With nothing else to do, you discard your shirt. He wins.

“Happy?” you say, crossing your arms. “Now stop looking at me like that.”

“You’re wet and wearing a bikini and you expect me not to look at you?”

You try for a stern tone. "Steve."

“Gimme a kiss?”

How come I let you get away with everything?

“Stop distracting me," you admonish. "I'm trying to do something nice for you.”

“I can think of something nice you can do for me with your mouth.”

“Steve!”

“I meant a kiss, you perv!”

[absorbedbutler]

hii I was wondering if u could do an Austin!elvis x reader ?

Y/n and Elvis have known each other since they were kids and literally cannot stand each other like every litte thing the other does gets them annoyed and they argue all the time, but one day before one of his performances they get into a really heated argument and he’s just like “wait till I’m done with this show.” And like after he’s done preforming he just fucks her into an oblivion LMAOO

this was really detailed but Austin’s just so fine as elvis like.

the amount of detail i’m in love you basically wrote this for me IM ON IT

tw this is lowk filthy

you had known elvis since you were 4 and your parents moved in to the apartment next to his.

subsequently your parents had become friends, meaning they were either over all the time or vice versa.

as your parents drank and plaid cards, you two were shunned away to a free room where you were forced to play.

you had hated him ever since he got a brush tangled in your baby dolls hair and accidentally ripped out a chunk, bringing you to lock him out on the balcony.

as you got older, sure you were attracted to him but you had to push it down, your hate always over powered it and he would remind you why you hated him in the first place.

the rumors always circulated around school that you were dating but no matter how your stomach flipped when you imagined you two dating, you forced it down.

he was an asshole, really. he wasn’t kind to you, he was cocky, and he would pull your hair any chance he got. it was typical child’s play, every morning at your locker you would put your things away and he would stalk behind you and tug on whatever hairstyle you had that day.

he infuriated you, right?

“tell me right now that wasn’t you.” you said as you pointed to the mess in your room, your clothes all on the floor and your vanity fucked up.

“it wasn’t me.” he said with a smirk, leaning up against your door frame.

“elvis i’m going to kick your ass i swear to god, get out of here so i can clean this up.” you said pushing his solid chest out of your apartment.

he put his hands up in surrender, smiling as he walked out the door.

you had come home to him already in your kitchen, stealing food and looking through your room.

this was a daily occurance, you would yell, he would leave, he’d come back and you’d hang out.

you were hooking your last shirt back onto a hanger as he knocked on your door, as you sighed you made your way to the door, letting him in.

“you calmed down yet, mama?“ he said looking in your eyes.

“that’s nauseating, don’t call me mama.” you said rolling your eyes and turning around as you mumbled a quick “close the door”, making your way back to your room.

he flicked through one of the many magazines you had as you did your homework on your bed, humming.

“did you know i have a performance tomorrow night, it’s this real uppity thing, they want me to sing.” he said as you looked up.

you snickered as he shook his head, “i don’t believe it.”

“cant you you be happy for me? this whole hate thing is a real pain in the ass.” he scoffed.

“elvis, i have never heard you sing or talk about singing a day in my life.” you softly spoke, trying to de escalate the situation as you put your hand in his thigh, him quickly pushing it off.

“no, i’m sick of you acting like a bitch. we’ve known eachother basically all of our lives can i catch a break.” he sneered

“what is all of this, why do you care so much all of a sudden.” you were overwhelmed with the sudden heaviness of the room, looking up at him with big eyes as he stood up.

“only people who know are my folks and you, i thought you could at least push away some of the hatred you have for me and be a little happy.” he was looking out the window now, hand smoothing over his forehead.

“okay, i’m happy for you, it was just a shock. i didn’t even say anything i don’t know why you’re so upset.”

a beat of silence went by before he walked over to the bed, looking down at you. “i try to make things normal between us constantly but all you seem t’care about is hating me.”

you couldn’t get a word out before he started up again, “i’m gonna go, come to the show tomorrow. wait until i’m done with my time slot backstage. we can talk then.”

——————————————————————————

you kept your legs crossed as you sat on the couch in his dressing room, smoothing out the skirt on your dress as you heard the finishing notes to the song playing.

you couldn’t believe it was elvis, if you ignored the fact it was your neighbor it was actually quite good.

you were nervous, things ended very tensely between you two the last afternoon and you could barely sleep because of it.

you stared at the door, mind racing.

he hasn’t spoken a word to you, sneaking you into the back without a passing glance.

the door opened suddenly and you were making eye contact with him.

you saw him in a different light, his hair sweaty and eyeliner smudged, causing your thighs to rub against eachother.

you quickly stood up, hands playing with each other behind your back.

“you like the music?” the said turning to look into the lit up mirror.

you felt instant relief that he didn’t make things awkward, cracking a smile at him in the reflection.

“don’t think i haven’t forgotten about last night darlin’” he said turning around, darkness taking over his features.

he started to walk forward, causing you to move back, gasping when you hit the wall.

“elvis-“ he cut you off with your foreheads touching, causing your breathing to pick up as he moved his hands to your waist.

“don’t think i haven’t seen the way you look at me. these past few years, it’s just been building. you felt it too haven’t you?” he was practically panting in your ear.

“elvis this is crazy, you’re just feeling adrenaline from the show.”

he shook his head against yours, “tell me to stop and i will.”

you paused and let the silence consume the room.

he immediately swooped in and connected your lips, your stomach flipping as you brought your hand to the side of his face.

you had wanted this for so long and now it was finally happening, you wanted to scream.

quickly he moved you two to the dressing table, your lower back brushing against the uncomfortable wood.

you moaned into his mouth as his knee pressed up against you, he pulled away as you intertwined your hands with his hair.

“i know we both want it, but for any reason if you want this to stop talk now.”

you could barely hear him over your breathing but you shook your head, biting your lip.

with a quick nod he grabbed your hips and flipped you over, hands grasping onto the table as you looked up at him over your shoulder, eyes hazy.

he kicked your legs apart from behind and he hooked his fingers into the hem of your underwear, pulling them down and flipping your dress up.

you practically fucked your self against his clothed erection, putting your head into your arms in embarrassment.

“god, look at you, huh? i knew you wanted this as badly as me” he said pulling your head up by a makeshift ponytail.

he took his time undoing his belt and pulling his pants down, he threw his blazer on the couch behind you as he aligned his tip with you.

shoving in slowly, you whined out as you let him stretch you out.

“you can go” you managed to spit out as you felt yourself contract around him.

he slowly started to thrust in and out as he went to kiss your neck, your head pulled back against his shoulder.

your mouth hung open as you turned your head to him, looking up into his eyes as he placed kisses on your open mouth.

your eyes squeezed shut, foreign feelings taking over you.

“don’t act like such a prude, acting like i can’t hear you filling yourself up at night and moaning my name”

you whimpered, humiliation filling your body, but he wasn’t done. “too bad your hearing isn’t as good as mine, bet you would’ve heard me too.”

you couldn’t breathe, tears were coming out of the corner of your eyes as your body tingled against him.

it was sinful, you weren’t even married. but you couldn’t stop yourself from pushing back on him, finding new angles,

you could feel yourself squeezing him, deep groans going straight into your mouth, profanities coming out of his.

his hand wrapped around to rub your clit, causing you to yell out, you could barely keep your eyes open as his thrusts became sloppy.

heat grew at the front of your lower stomach, the pressure getting tighter until he administered one last pinch to your clit that sent you keeling over, crying into the wooden table that the side of your face met.

he worked you through it before he murmured something about not being able to finish inside of you.

before you knew it you were being pushed on your knees, looking up.

he tapped the tip on your tongue, your lips wrapping around it as you moved to cup his swollen balls, from the moan that came from him you could tell he was close.

not soon after he was spilling into your mouth, you immediately swallowed.

after getting up he wiped your chin and you let yourself fall into him, engulfed in his scent, letting your arms wrap around him.

“think this was enough to fix your attitude?”

[sluttywonwoo]

pretend || j.ww x reader

Summary: reading thirst tweets with your co-star/boyfriend’s best friend makes things a little tense

Warnings: swearing, smut mentions (18+)

Word Count: 1.8k

a/n:  originally posted on my tom holland fic account ( @wazzupmrstark )

Masterlist

The sound of Mingyu cracking his knuckles next to you sent a shiver down your spine, making you cringe instinctively. You turned to glare at him and leaned away from the noise.

“I hate when you do that!” you groaned.

He smirked. “I know, that’s why I like doing it.”

You looked over at Wonwoo, who was sitting across the room with the crew, and pointed to Gyu. 

“Can you tell your best friend to stop being annoying?”

“Can you tell your girlfriend to stop being dramatic?” Mingyu retaliated.

“I’m not picking sides!” Wonwoo shouted back and held up his hands in surrender.

You let your jaw drop. “I’ll remember that, Jeon.”

“Baby, I-” Wonwoo started to defend himself, but fell silent when the producer got up from her chair and approached you and Mingyu who were sitting behind the camera. 

“Which one of you wants to take this?” she asked, holding up a large insulated jug full of paper strips. 

“I’ll take it,” Mingyu offered and set the cup in his lap. 

“What a gentleman,” you said, fighting the urge to roll your eyes. 

“You’re lucky you’re pretty,” he muttered, “because you’re so fucking annoying.”

“Thank you.”

“It wasn’t a compliment.”

The producer gave you both a sideways look. “Are you guys alright? Should we take a minute before starting?”

“No, we’re fine,” you assured her.

“We don’t actually hate each other,” Mingyu added, “this is just how... we are.”

She didn’t look any less concerned, but nodded anyway. “Okay, well remember what your director said about playing up your chemistry to promote the show. And when we call action just give a quick slate and start reading the tweets.”

She walked back over to her spot next to the cameraman and took a seat before looking over a checklist that had been handed to her and writing some notes on it.

“Nervous?” Mingyu whispered to you as you both waited for your cue.

“A little,” you admitted. “You?”

“I’m a bit on edge,” he concurred. “Mostly because your boyfriend is about to watch me read filthy comments about you on-camera.”

You glanced over at Wonwoo who gave you an encouraging smile and a thumbs-up. “He’ll be fine. How bad can they be?”

From a distance, the producer you had just spoken to called for everyone to be quiet on set and signaled the cameras to start rolling. You perked up and straightened your dress, waiting for Mingyu to take the lead. 

“Hi guys, I’m Kim Mingyu.”

“And I’m y/n y/l/n.”

“You might recognize us from our new Netflix series, Breaking Curfew, where we play opposite each other in what you might call a... complicated romantic relationship.”

“We’re enemies with benefits,” you summarized. “And today we’re here with Buzzfeed to read thirst tweets about each other.”

“Ladies first,” Mingyu said and held the cup out to you.

You closed your eyes and sifted through the strips of paper with one hand, selecting one at random. 

“Okay, this one’s about you. ‘Kim Mingyu has the prettiest eyes’.” You grinned as you watched your co-star’s cheeks turn pink. “He’s totally blushing right now! We haven’t even gotten to the good stuff!”

“Thank you very much to whoever tweeted that,” Mingyu said and cleared his throat. 

“I agree with this person,” you continued, “you do have really pretty eyes.”

“Aw, thank you, y/n.”

“You’re welcome.”

“My turn.” Mingyu closed his eyes and rummaged around the cup before picking one. “‘Someone tell y/n y/l/n that I’m single and I get a discount at Olive Garden if she ever wants to let me take her out on a date’.”

You chuckled. “I do like Olive Garden.”

“She’ll get back to you on that one, mate,” Mingyu said quickly and let the crumpled piece of paper fall to the floor. 

You took that as a sign to move on so you reached into the jug and pulled out another tweet.

“Oh, this one’s about me again. ‘Y/n y/l/n scissor me challenge’.” You clapped a hand over your mouth in shock and thrust the slip of paper towards Mingyu.

“You know what, props for being so bold. What do you think, y/n? Are you going to take them up on the offer?”

“I’ll think about it,” you managed to choke out, sending Mingyu into a laughing fit. You fanned yourself with your hand as you tried to recover and motioned for your co-star to read another one. “Your turn.”

“‘Kim Mingyu and y/n y/l/n are my dream celebrity threesome,’” he read. “What a compliment, don’t you think?”

“Oh, for sure,” you agreed and winked as you held your hand to your ear in a call me motion. 

“These are just getting more and more vulgar, aren’t they?” Mingyu asked. 

“I don’t know that anything can beat the scissoring one,” you pointed out as you fished another tweet from the bucket. “Another one about Mingyu, okay. ‘I wanna suck Kim Mingyu’s soul through his dick then spit it back in his face’.” You blinked at the piece of paper in front of you in shock, scanning back over it to make sure you had read it right the first time. “Jesus... christ.”

Mingyu smirked and nudged your shoulder with his. 

You ignored him and pointed a finger at the camera in disgust. “I cannot believe you made me read this with my own two eyes. I could have lived my entire life without seeing those words in a sentence together!”

“I think that’s the best compliment I’ve ever received,” Mingyu countered, running a thumb along his jawline cockily. 

“No, I have beef with whoever tweeted that now.”

“You’re just jealous that I like this tweet better than the threesome one.”

You sighed. “This interview was a bad idea. Your head is already so god damn big.”

Mingyu opened his mouth to retaliate, but paused like he had thought better of it and took a deep breath to compose himself. 

“Anyway, moving on.”

You watched as he sifted through the tweets and chose one from the bottom, reading it to himself and grinning slightly before reading it aloud. 

“‘Petition for y/n y/l/n to start an OnlyFans because I just know her tits are incredible. I can feel it in my bones’.”

You brought your hands up to your boobs self-consciously and laughed. “I don’t know about that, but thank you.”

“I’ve seen them,” Mingyu added nonchalantly, “and I can confirm that twitter user ‘geminisuns’ is correct.”

“Mingyu!” 

“What? Do you know how many sex scenes we had to shoot? We’ve seen each other naked plenty of times.”

You looked back over to the crew and made eye contact with the producer. “Do you see what I have to deal with?”

“Maybe we should take a quick break,” she suggested and motioned for the cameras to stop rolling. “Get a drink, freshen up and be back here in five.”

“Do you think they’re going to use that part?” Mingyu asked as he followed you over to the water cooler. 

“I don’t know, dude,” you sighed in annoyance, “but great fucking job. The whole world already thinks we’re boning.”

“I don’t know about the whole world.” You glared at him. “Wonwoo knows we’re not.”

Wonwoo. You had nearly forgotten that your boyfriend was there on set with you. You looked around for him, and saw him still sitting in his designated guest chair looking at his phone. You could only imagine what he must be thinking of all of this. You should probably say something to him. 

You told Mingyu that you’d be back and made your way across the room to Wonwoo. Even from a distance you could tell that he was upset. 

His knuckles were pale and his jaw was tight. He didn’t look up at you when you approached him. 

“Sorry this is taking longer than expected,” you said, brushing a stray curl out of his eyes. 

“Don’t worry about it,” he murmured in response, still not looking at you. 

You sighed and draped yourself across him, slinging your arms loosely across his shoulders as you leaned down to see what he was doing on his phone. He was scrolling aimlessly on Instagram, not even liking any of the posts. 

“If you’re bored you can leave,” you said curtly and stood back up. 

“I’m not bored.”

“You’re not even paying attention to the shoot.”

“Trust me, it’s impossible not to. I’ve been trying to tune it out for the past ten minutes with no luck.”

“Why would you not want to pay attention?” you demanded even though the answer was sitting right in front of you. “This is a big deal for me.”

Wonwoo swallowed and finally looked up at you. “I know, baby. It’s just- do you know how hard it is to listen to my best friend talk about doing all of these dirty things to you-”

“He’s my best friend too,” you pointed out in a quiet hiss. “The only reason we’re together is because of him.”

Sometimes you felt the need to remind Wonwoo that you had known Mingyu longer than you had known him. If Gyu hadn’t brought him to set all those times back when you were filming in the fall, you wouldn’t even know about each other’s existence. 

“I know that.”

“You’ve done interviews like this before,” you argued. 

“I know,” he repeated.

“Then why are you being like this?” He didn’t answer, so you kept going. “You know my bare ass has been on tv, right-”

“Don’t,” Wonwoo warned and grabbed your wrist.

You gasped and flexed your fingers gingerly in his grasp, challenging him. “Don’t what?” 

“Y/n,”

“Don’t... act like I want to fuck your best friend?”

He narrowed his eyes at you. “You’re enjoying this.” It wasn’t a question.

“Don’t pretend like I’d rather fulfill those tweets with him instead of you? Give the people what they want?”

You had to bite your tongue before you went any further and said something you might regret. Your words had already had the desired effect. You didn’t even have to look at Wonwoo’s lap to know that he was struggling not to get hard. 

You could see it in his eyes. The arousal that had turned the warm brown into black. The way he was looking at you told you everything you needed to know. You wondered if you would even make it back home before he’d break, if he would pull the car over on the side of the road and take you then and there. 

Your knees were weak at the mere thought of what you were in for later that night. Making Wonwoo jealous was admittedly one of your favorite pastimes, purely for selfish reasons. Possessive sex was arguably the best sex. The teasing, the hair-pulling, the choking, the face-fucking, all hit different when Wonwoo was reminding you who you belonged to. 

Wonwoo released your wrist from his grip and raised his eyebrows expectantly. “Are you finished?”

You shook your head and grinned. “Just getting started.”

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