#tonight I just struggle to breathe 😂

[superbattrash]

Yes, I know it’s 3am. Yes, I know I’ll hate myself in the morning. Yes, I know it’s my own fault for rereading the entire bj alex series instead of going to bed

No, it won’t stop me from whining about it when my alarm goes off in like 4 hours

[landograndprix]

everybody talks ✾ m.v

summary – in which max's teammate & girlfriend isn't as loved as she should be.

a/n – requests are open, also don't know what this is but felt max was the perfect guy for this 😭 had to channel my fuck red bull & fuck max persona for this, warning a lot of sour men in here 😂

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y/nusername

Barcelona, Spain

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y/nusername barcelona'23 ☀

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victoriaverstappen have fun you two ❤️

y/nusername ❤️❤️

y/nnmax99 my favorite couple 🥰

jamesxvier I was today years old when I found out these two are dating

charloss1655 have been dating for a while now actually Don't blame you though, they don't post a lot about it.

verstappenmaxie ...because of the shit they both get for it, I would keep my relationship private too

mercgirl how much does red bull pay you to be his girlfriend? 🤡

y/nusername a wdc, don't tell him though.

landonorris can i get the same when I go out with Max?

y/nusername I'll ask..hang on

hannahhh having my fingers crossed for a good weekend for both of you!

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redbullracing

Circuit de Barcelona-Catalunya

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redbullracing another phenomenal race for our favorite paddock princess, p1! 🏆

#F1 #RedBullRacing #BarcelonaGP

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zhoueey let's goooo women for the win 🏆🏆🏆

maxverstappen1 the best there is!

redbullracing she sure is 👏

cal092 🤮 🤮

sarahh1 @/cal092 you're a grown man, are you not embarrassed.. 🤮

timothytim sad we didn't get a 1-2 for redbull but we'll keep fighting!

teamy/n that's our girl 🥰

y/nusername just me and my lil' illegal car 🥰

maxmaxverstap in your little illegal rocketship 😭

chilisainz not a red bull fan but would die for this woman :')

frank1971 disgusting, women don't belong in f1.

y/nusername sorry you feel this way frank, however your opinion doesn't make me want to switch carreers. Hope you sleep well tonight, i certainly will. 😊

landoscar 💀 💀

bott-ass lmao that's some queen shit

tifosi200 I hate redbull. 🤮

yourbestfrienduser you're aware you're on the redbull page? You follow them, you stalking them despite it all?

1990m your ferrari ain't doing so good stfu

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y/nusername

Zandvoort, The Netherlands

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yourbestfrienduser okay..where was my invite?

supermax33 hoping for a great weekend for both of you!

norrlan loving all this max content you've been putting out, love you two together 🥰

zaza29 heard you were sick, please tell me you're well enough to be on the grid this weekend 🥺

char_lec let's hope not lol let others have a chance..hope she'll be sick for a couple of weeks

zaza29 wtf? hoping people stay sick? 🥴

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y/nusername

CM.com Circuit Zandvoort

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y/nusername p2 this weekend wasn't something I was expecting this weekend since I wasn't feeling 100%. A big shout out to my doctor for fixing me up the best he could and a big shout out to the team for guiding me through the struggles that I experienced today!

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maddieb sis struggled to breathe over the radio, looked like a hot mess when she got out of that car, looked like she was about to empty her stomach and was visible shaking and still managed to get p2..and y'all still want to tell me she ain't got no skill 💀

maxverstappen1 proud of you ❤️

y/nusername ❤️❤️

carlitosainz stop making me like you dude omg 😭

redbullracing beast mode was on! 👏

lucie2000 I'm not a fan of max but the way he waited for y/n to drive into the pits with a big fat smile on his face was adorable

norrisoscar enemies to lovers always hit different 😂

lucie2000 true true 😂

danielricciardo you might be good at this.

y/nusername yeah, you think I can make a carreer out of this?

danielricciardo with a bit of training? Absolutely.

Tiffie2 pregnant maybe, does look like you gained some weight?

charlus16 wtf is this question, what's wrong with people?

y/nusername it's called bloating tiff, something that happens to a female body when they're ovulating. I thought a woman your age would've known this by now.

bott-ass and I oooop– 💀

supermaxmax @/maxverstappen1 if you don't marry her, I will 😭

yourbestfrienduser another 1-2 with your man 🥰

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y/nusername december'19 – december'23, four years of us. Hoping I can be your pain in the ass for for many more years and may I be able to stop myself from driving you off the track when you once again 'forget' to do the dishes. love you lot, hou van jou ♥︎

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maxverstappen1 love you lots and hou van jou ❤️

maxiel333 congrats you guys 🥰

dannyricric the cutest couple for sure

danielricciardo ❤️

lunaferrari 4 years already?! 🤯 happy 4 years!

norrizz4 happy 4 years you guys 💞💞

posiexo power couple for real

bennyd14 man bagged his 3rd wdc, drives for the best team AND bagged the prettiest woman of them all. He won for life.

yourbestfrienduser and now get married..

charlie16cl honestly, what's this man waiting for? 😂

bott-ass @/maxverstappen1 you better before I do

[starlightandfairies]

Surprise !!!!! Me again haha 😂

I'd maybe have another Elijah idea, where you're like a teacher just like the female version of Alaric and you're a couple. One time you're over at his, trying to do some school work but he accidentally keeps distracting you with simple things like, showering, walking around in a towel all wet and stuff. So you tell him to stop doing that and he finally realizes what he's doing to you, so he tries to make it up by giving you a much needed massage to start with 🤭 (btw, don't worry, I know you won't write smutty things, but maybe it can be a tiny bit spicy? 😘) Love you !

Description: The reader is a professor and struggling to focus with Elijah walking around and doing the simplest things

Warnings: she/her pronouns, fluff, swearing, hints to spicy

*Requests are open, please send through as many requests as you want, check my character list and requesting rules.*

Thank you for another request! I apologise for another short one.

Key: Y/N = Your Name, L/N = Last name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 741

First Person's POV

I sat on Elijah's and mine bed, reading through my students' essays that I needed to mark, some of these students... my god they've got no idea what they're talking about. I rubbed my face, huffing irritatedly I took a breath, gave myself a breather and returned to marking through the essays. 

I glanced up and saw Elijah stepping out of the bathroom, I pursed my lips together and tilted my head to the side. Elijah, the perfect god that he is walked out with a towel hanging around his hips. His perfectly toned body glistened with water droplets, I sucked in a breath and straightened up. I went back to marking the essay, my mind going elsewhere as Elijah walked around his room, that towel covering his lower half left little to the imagination. 

I grunted lightly, trying to force myself to focus back on my assignment, I squirmed slightly as the thoughts came in and would not go away. I couldn't not think about Elijah pulling me into his arms, pushing me against the mattress and making me feel like jelly until I physically couldn't get up in the morning. I could see Elijah's look, I could see him observing me closely with so much love and care that it made the butterflies come to life. 

"Stop doing that, please," I murmured, watching as Elijah tilted his head in confusion which was then quickly replaced by a smirk as he lurked forward and rested a gentle kiss on my cheek. Leaning in closer as he placed chaste kisses against my air, his warm breath sending shivers all over as he pressed another kiss on my shoulder. 

"Stop doing what, my love?" He whispered, sitting beside me on the bed, one arm snaked around my waist and the other began rubbing my right shoulder, causing me to suck in a breath and shudder as he placed another kiss on my neck. 

"Stop being so fucking sexy." Elijah pulled me against his chest, his cologne hitting my nose, allowing for a hum to escape my lips and a delighted smile to form on his. 

"Am I distracting you?" 

"You know you are," I mumbled, placing the essay I was marking to the side, humming lightly as Elijah properly began massaging my shoulders and rested kisses across my face in a strategical pattern. He knew all my sweet spots, knew just how to tease me and how to make my mind crumble. 

"You're so tense. What's wrong?" 

"These..." I needed to pause to take a breath, the massaging was honestly really needed, I was super thankful he could read me like the back of his hand. 

"These students are giving me a migraine." 

"Don't worry about that anymore for tonight." 

"I'm gonna fall behind on my marking," I mumbled as he managed to lower me on the mattress, hovering over me his handsome features staring into my soul and gracing me with loving kisses that made me just crumble thinking of where this could go. 

"I'll help, you just tell me what to do." I nodded, my hands reaching to take off my pyjamas but Elijah easily cupped both of my wrists in one hand and shook his head with a playful tut. 

"Let me undress you, I want to enjoy this, I want to memorise every birthmark, freckle, scar and detail of your sweet and gorgeous body." I nodded, wanting to see Elijah's gorgeous features examine my body and feel his breath hit my skin as he teased and made me shudder in anticipation waiting for the moment to make this grand trick. Elijah dew out ever kiss across my navel, the warm kisses making me blush and arch forward involuntarily. 

"You're gorgeous, my love." 

"I hate that you can do this to me." He shook his head, his hand slipping my shirt off, a smirk gracing his lips as he easily slid off my shorts. 

"No, you don't, you love that I can do this." He chuckled proudly, sliding a hand under my back lifting me up and gave me the perfect chance to grasp his face gently and rest a long, deep and tender kiss against his lips.

"I've never known you to be smug." 

"Shh..." He whispered, lowering me back down against the mattress. 

"I love you so much." 

"I love you more." 

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Drive

A/N- During the normal April rain, i got the urge to watch some more of S4. Have i officially finished it yet? No. Does it still give me little ideas every now and then? Absolutely. And sorry to come back with such a (somewhat) depressing fic 😂 please know i’ve been working on a few things back and forth for the last two months so expect a few scattered fics here and there when i get around to finishing them. I still miss you all very much 😘 (P.S. i got this story while listening to Drive by The Cars, hence the title :p)

Summary- Late one night you get a call from Eddie that sends chills down your spine

Genre- Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

Warnings- S4 spoilers, mentions of death/dying

Tag List- @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @munsonology @esme-viridian @gvf23 @wheels-of-despair

(tag list is always open, let me know if you’d like to be added 🖤)

Word Count- 4.5k

Tonight was finally the night.

The last dreadful day of school before spring break, thank god. For another seven days you would be able to stay up late, sleep in, hang out with the guys, smoke, put a dent into the list of movies Jeff and Gareth had been making for you to watch before you die, and maybe finally dive into that stack of books next to your nightstand that you’ve been putting off reading. All the while you’d have full accessibility to the house while your parents were on vacation for a little spring break of their own.

It would be bliss. Save for the few shifts at work during the week, but it was a sacrifice you’d be willing to make for all that extra free time.

You had finally sat down after a shower, your hair still damp at your shoulders as you sat on the couch with a bag of chips at your side and a can of pop waiting to be opened at the living room table, you reached for the remote and as soon as you clicked the power button you could hear the incessant ringing of the telephone. As much as you wanted to ignore it and let it ring, something just didn’t feel right.

There was something that washed over you as you glanced down the hall at the phone on the wall, and just couldn’t help but carefully wander down to pick it up. Your heart dropped into the pit of your stomach before you could even say anything.

Eddie was at the other end. Crying, hyperventilating, and you could just hear his panicked pacing through his quick speech. It took a moment for you to even realize what was happening before finally speaking up,

“Eddie! Eddie, calm down, i can’t understand you. What’s wrong? What happened?”

“I don’t know!” He shouted into the phone between sobs, “I was in my bedroom and then walked out and she was acting so strange and then she started floating and-“ He couldn’t finish. Whatever it was that had happened, you knew it wasn’t something that could be fixed with him calming down.

“Ok, it’s ok, you don’t have to tell me. I know you’re really scared right now, i’m here for you ok.”

“(y/n), i don’t know what to do…” He cried out, and it was heartbreaking hearing just how badly he was hurting without even knowing what was going on. The mystery of it all was panic inducing enough for you, you couldn’t imagine how Eddie was feeling on the other end.

“Eddie, i need you to listen very carefully to me, ok? I want you take a deep breath, i want you to get your keys, and i want you to drive over here. Don’t bother with going home, don’t bother grabbing anything or stopping anywhere, get over here now. I don’t know what the situation is but i can tell that whatever it is, it isn’t safe.”

He said not another word, and you heard the click of the phone on the other end, the disconnect tone playing in your ear wasn’t helping the situation.

Within minutes you could hear the screeching tires of Eddie’s van pull into your driveway. You watched from the front window as he struggled to pull the keys from the ignition, rushing to get out as fast as he could. When he saw you carefully open the door for him he couldn’t help but run to you, wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace, his head buried in your chest and you could hear the slow sobs start once more.

“Ok, it’s ok. Shh, it’s ok…” You still had no idea what was happening.

All you knew was that Eddie was here, crying, panicked, scared, and he needed you.

You quickly shut the front door, clicking the lock and moving your arms around him once more, one hand moving to cradle the back of his head as you felt his tears start to soak through your shirt.

He was trembling, cold to the touch, and you were terrified not knowing what on this earth had made him feel this way. He was in a state that you had never seen him in before, and as painful as it was to not bombard him with every question you had floating around in your brain about what could possibly be making him like this, you let him be. He needed time, and what he needed now was someone to make him feel right again.

The moment you heard the sobs start to quiet and his breathing became slower, you carefully pulled yourself away, hand still on the back of his head to comfort him as his arms never left your sides,

“Shh, it’s alright. Take a few deep breaths ok?”

Eddie looked up to you and nodded, his bloodshot eyes slowly closing as he took a few shaky deep breaths. Your hands moved to his cheeks, wiping away the few stray tears that slipped through.

“You don’t have to tell me what happened right now,” Eddie opened his eyes as you held his cheeks, “but i need to know if you’re hurt, or if someone else is hurt…” You looked down to his Hellfire Club shirt, spotting a few stray droplets of blood, but Eddie seemed to be physically fine.

“Someone else…” The thought of whatever had happened made him muster up another quick sob.

“I’m glad you’re ok. We’ll worry about that in a little bit ok, right now let’s stand you up.” He nodded once more and your arms moved to hold onto his, trying to give him a reassuring smile as he did his best to slow his breathing back to normal, “Let’s go get you cleaned up, come with me.”

You still held onto his arm as you led him upstairs. This wasn’t the first time he had come over, he knew the layout of your home well, but you wouldn’t dare leave his side while he was in this state.

You slowly walked him down the hall and into the bathroom, letting him carefully sit on the toilet as you leaned over and fidgeted with the knobs for the faucet. Eddie leaned over, his elbows at his knees, palms at his forehead. His breathing had slowed finally, but he was quiet. You reached your hand beneath the faucet and once the water felt warm enough you pulled the curtain and started the shower for him, kneeling on the floor before him.

“Eddie?” He slowly moved his hands and looked to you, eyes still bloodshot with swollen cheeks from all the tears he had shed, “I know that whatever it is you’re going through isn’t easy, but all i want to do is help you. You know that right?”

He was still silent, but nodded.

“Take a shower, clean yourself up. I promise i’ll be nearby the whole time, and i’m going to come back in a few minutes with a towel and pajamas for you, ok?”

He nodded again, and you gave him another smile as you stood. You pushed the hair aside on his forehead and placed a gentle kiss to the space, and it seemed that this finally got a reaction out of him. His lips twitched at the corners, and you could see he wanted to smile back to you but he was just so exhausted.

You left the bathroom and shut the door behind you, standing there for just a moment to listen for anything. As soon as you heard a bit of shuffling and his clothes hitting the floor you smiled to yourself and wandered to the hall closet, grabbing a towel and then heading into your parents room to steal a pair of your dads pajama pants and an extra shirt for Eddie to change into. They’d be oversized and probably a little uncomfortable but they were better than nothing.

You walked back to the bathroom door, towel and clothes in hand, and waited. After a deep breath, and a quick shake just to get your nerves in place, your gently rapped your knuckles at the door,

“Eddie?” You opened the door just a crack, “I’m coming in, ok?”

You only heard a groan from him, but it was enough for you to enter once again. You saw his clothes piled up on the floor and placed the towel on top of the toilet, the extra pajamas on the counter. You could hear a few sounds from him through the curtain, a few groans and it sounded like he was doing his best to keep his composure. You left him to his business, grabbing his clothes off of the floor and quickly folding them into a pile and carrying them out with you, save for his underwear that you left with the extra pajamas for him.

“I’ll be in my room ok? Take all the time you need and i’ll be there when you’re done.” You said before stepping back out into the hall and softly closing the door behind you.

With one more deep breath you walked to your bedroom door, flicking the light switch on and leaving the door open for Eddie whenever he was finished and ready to come in. His clothes were placed on top of your dresser and you quickly wandered around to grab a few things for him. Extra pillow and blanket, a hair brush and some detangling solution, and you grabbed a few small snacks from your munchies stash under your bed for him to snack on. You didn’t know what he would’ve needed, but it was a good idea to be prepared for anything.

As you sat on your bed waiting for him you reached for the remote and switched on your TV, you heard the floorboards creaking at your door. Eddie was standing there in your doorway, towel in hand with his wet hair soaking the shoulders of the oversized shirt.

“Hey, come on in, close the door behind you.” You smiled to him, standing up and approaching him slowly, “Here, you take this, and i’ll take that,” You had handed him the TV remote and took the towel from his hands, leading him to the end of your bed, “you sit and find something to watch. Let me deal with your hair, i know you like how gentle i am with it.”

Eddie finally gave you a smile. A small one, but it was something. He sat at the end of your bed and you sat behind him on the mattress, reaching over and grabbing their hairbrush and detangler before lifting his wet hair and draping the towel over his shoulders.

He finally seemed calm as you sprayed the fruity scented detangler into his hair, gently brushing at the end in small sections as he finally found a channel to settle on. It was one of the local public access channels that showed old music videos while the host talked about all his favorite parts from the video afterwards. Music was always his happy place.

Eddie breathed deeply, quietly, sitting there before you with his eyes on the tv while you gently brushed his hair. He was always so grateful to have you to turn to when he wasn’t ok. Though it was odd to see him like this.

You had seen him cry when he was panicked over having to repeat another school year, you had seen him scared after Wayne found out he had swiped a few cans of beer from the fridge, but this was something new. This was a different kind of fear. He wasn’t trying to brave this one out and take it on the chest like he had before. It was like he had reverted to a scared little boy with no clue what to do or who to turn to. This was something he couldn’t face alone and he knew you knew that now.

You kept quiet as you finished with his hair, setting the brush down next to you and using the towel to scrunch his curls, gently pulling it off of his shoulders and bringing it to your hamper. He didn’t move as you went to sit next to him, only turning to you as you nudged his shoulder to grab his attention.

His face was still slightly puffy from the tears he had shed, his eyes were slightly pink, but his breathing was normal and that you were grateful for.

“Are you ok?”

His eyes wandered away from yours and he shook his head gently, still not speaking.

“Eddie, i know you might not think i’ll understand whatever it is you’re going through, but i want to understand. Please…” You moved yourself to sit in front of him, his view of the TV blocked by your form, “I just want to know what happened.”

Eddie clenched his eyes shut and took a deep breath, and as he opened his eyes they began to water once more,

“You won’t believe me…” He choked out.

You stood for a moment and quickly ran over to your nightstand, grabbing the box of tissues for him to use whenever he needed them.

“Yes i will.” You reassured him. “Eddie, i know you wouldn’t lie to me, but i don’t know what’s going to happen if you don’t tell me. You said someone else was hurt and i saw the blood on your clothes… If you did something-“

“I didn’t do anything!” He shouted, cutting you off mid-sentence.

You sat back on your legs and reached over to turn down the volume on the TV, sitting and waiting patiently for Eddie to be ready to finally tell you what the cause of all his panic was. You could sense that he was ready, it was just hard to find the words.

With one last deep breath he looked down at his hands in his lap,

“I was at the trailer with Chrissy, i met her after school and she said she was going through some stuff. Asked for something strong. I left her in the living room while i went to look for it and when i came back she was acting… different.”

You tried to move closer to him but he backed himself away.

“Different how?” You asked.

His lip started to quiver and his eyes were shut tight again.

“She was just standing there… silent. Her eyes were rolled back and then her feet just lifted off of the ground, but not like she was floating, like someone had picked her up but there was nothing… no one…”

You gave him time. He needed patience, and you could see that whatever happened next was what caused him to act the way he was. He was terrified of something, someone, but he didn’t know what or who.

“I tried to wake her up and see if maybe she was just freaking out or something but…” His lip quivered as he tried to collect himself, but it was clear that this was an event he was having to relive every time he closed his eyes, “She floated up to the ceiling and it was like…” He started to hyperventilate again, and you inched closer, reaching out and gently grasping his arm, though this time he didn’t move away, “it was like something was inside her, breaking every bone in her body…” He couldn’t stop the flow of tears, and you couldn’t bear to have this go on any longer. Though it sounded crazy, Eddies reactions weren’t making it seem crazy.

“Ok, ok, you don’t have to tell me anymore, it’s alright.”

Eddie quickly wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in close as he sobbed into your shoulder. You held him gently, slowly moving your fingers through his hair to try and comfort him. It always worked before.

“You don’t have to tell me any more…”

You said to him quietly, the music on the TV softly playing in the background was helping slightly to dull the horrific reaction Eddie was having to this memory.

A few moments had gone by, and though he was no where near better, his breathing was slowing and the tears were slowly stopping. Or maybe he just didn’t have any left in him.

“You think i’m crazy, don’t you?” He said through slow breaths.

“No.” You said plainly, “I don’t think you’re crazy Eddie. It sounds unreal but… with how you’ve been reacting i don’t see anything else making sense…”

It was an insane scene to think about. It sounded like something straight out of a horror movie, and those things were fine, they weren’t real. But this was. And Eddie was horrified.

“Did you call anyone else about this? Did you tell the guys or the police?”

“No…” He whimpered, hiding his head back into your shoulder, “I ran… I didn’t know what else to do or who else to go to…”

“Eddie,” You carefully lifted his face away from your shoulder, grabbing a tissue and wiping away the tears that trailed down his cheeks, “I know it’s scary, but you have to go to the police.”

“I can’t…”

“Yes you can.”

“I can’t, they’ll know i did it!” He shouted.

“You didn’t do anything!” You shouted back, quieting him once more, “I’ll go with you, i’ll vouch for you, i’ll say that you saw her earlier in the day and then you came over afterwards, i know you couldn’t have done something like this Eddie.”

“No.” He said it with no emotion between every word you were saying, “No, no, no. You are NOT lying to the police for me (y/n).”

“Then what are you going to do?”

Eddie was silent for a moment, sniffling as he recollected himself. He brought his knees up to his chest and looked down into his lap,

“I don’t know… They’re going to think it was me anyways…”

“Don’t say that!”

He could hear in your voice that talking about this was making you more and more worried for him. That’s the last thing he wanted.

“I’ll figure something out.”

You were quiet.

Neither of you were sure how to go about something like this.

You moved yourself to sit back next to him, your legs crossed in front of you as you fidgeted with your fingers in your lap. The quiet music on the TV was fading in and out and as the song played, somehow it managed to calm both your nerves, at least a little bit. You slowly leaned over and put your head onto his shoulder as you sat together, bringing your hand up to wipe away a single tear that had fallen from your eye. But of course once the first one started, it was difficult to stop. Eddie only noticed your tears after he heard a few muffled sniffles from next to him.

He looked over to you and saw the wetness at your cheeks and reached one arm around your shoulder to pull you in closer,

“Why are you crying?”

“Because,” Another sniffle as you reached up to wipe your eyes, “I’m worried about you…”

The corners of Eddie’s lips curled up into a small smile as he rested his head on top of yours,

“It’ll be alright… I promise.”

You silently nodded, looking up at him with a pursed smile through your wet eyes. You didn’t know if he would be alright, but Eddie wasn’t the type to lie. Especially not to you.

With a deep breath, you slowly shut your eyes and let out a yawn, Eddie catching it and doing it himself a moment later.

“Why don’t we get to bed?” You offered, “We’ll get everything figured out in the morning.”

Eddie nodded, slowly getting up and stretching his arms over his head as you stood up next to him.

You wandered over to your bed, grabbing a few pillows and holding them in your arms as you started to pull one of the blankets away for Eddie to use before he stopped you,

“Wait! Um…” He was hesitant for a moment, but you let him take his time, “Could i uh… If you’re ok with it-“

“Do you want to sleep in bed with me?” You cut him off, seeing that he was a bit uncomfortable at the thought of having to ask. He nodded and you smiled to him as you placed the pillows back into their spots, “Of course you can.”

You pulled the covers back to make room for him as he wandered to the other side of your bed. He’d stayed the night plenty of times before, but never like this. Just the two of you sharing a bed. The thought of it made his heart flutter, and maybe under different circumstances he might even consider it a romantic thing between you with the music helping the mood. But he was just happy that you cared so much for him.

He didn’t know if you liked him or not, but he knew that you loved each other.

“Go ahead and make yourself comfortable.” You fluffed up his pillows as he sat at the edge of your bed, grabbing the remote as you walked over to Eddie’s side, “Here. Put on anything you want, i’m going to go downstairs really quick and make sure everything is locked up ok?”

Eddie nodded as he took the remote from you, closing his eyes gently as you pushed his hair back from his forehead and placed a gentle kiss onto the skin,

“I’ll be right back, but just in case, you call me if you need me ok?”

He nodded once more, the corners of his lips curling into a smile as he watched you leave the room. The quiet music and the sound of your fading footsteps somehow made him forget about the incident. Or at least forget as much of it as he could.

He kept his attention on the TV, listening to the music play to get his mind off of everything else that had happened that night. He didn’t know what he was going to do, but he knew that he couldn’t have you getting hurt because of him too.

He looked at the remote in his hands and fidgeted with the buttons for a moment, looking back up at the door as he heard you enter the upstairs hallway and close your bedroom door behind you.

“All locked up.” You said with a smile.

Eddie smiled back and took a deep breath as he set the remote onto the nightstand next to your bed.

“Want to keep the TV on?” You asked as another song started to play.

Drive by The Cars.

Eddie nodded and pulled the covers up over himself, settling into bed, yet keeping his eyes on you. He needed to make sure he had you in his sight, just in case. You reached out and turned off the light switch, the glow from the TV softly illuminating your room.

It was strange.

You’d dreamt of a moment like this before.

Eddie in bed with you, safe and comforted, though you never had imagined it would happen like this.

You slowly walked over to your side of the bed, lifting the covers and laying yourself next to Eddie as he sat with his back against the pillows resting on the headboard. He had been staring at nothing and yet he seemed like he had been seeing everything at once. Glazed over with both fear and exhaustion. All you wanted to do was help, Eddie knew that, but a situation like this was so hard to read.

“Hey,” You said softly up to him, his head turning to look down to you, “lay down. I want to talk to you for a second, ok?”

Eddie slowly moved his body downward, lifting the covers up as he adjusted himself next to you, trying so desperately to keep himself at a respectful distance. His face was close to yours, noses so close to touching, and you could feel the warmth of his body as it lay close. Even in times like this he still kept so warm.

“I’m scared too… I don’t know what it is that you saw, but i promise you that i’ll do everything i can to make sure you’re safe.”

“(y/n), you don’t have to do that-“

“I do.” You cut him off sternly, “Eddie, i love you. I care about you. The only other time you’ve ever come to my house freaked out was when Wayne caught you swapping out his vodka because you didn’t know alcohol froze.” Eddie smiled to himself as he remembered that night, knowing he fully deserved his punishment for doing something that stupid, “Whatever happened, i know you didn’t do it. I know you. Do you have anywhere else you can stay? Some place safer?”

Eddie thought to himself for a moment. He didn’t know. He had a million things racing through his head, before finally looking to you and nodding his head. You were unsure of his answer, but you didn’t want to keep prying.

“I don’t want to tell you what to do Eddie, but you really need to tell someone what happened.” You reached your hand up and gently held his cheek, and you could see that though he didn’t know what he needed, he needed you to be there with him, “I just want you to be ok…”

He could hear the cracking of your voice, knowing how hard you were trying to hold back your emotions, but it was terrifying. For him, for you, and for god knows who else this may have happened to.

Eddie reached up and grasped your hand in his, holding it tightly as he looked to your eyes,

“I promise i’ll be ok.”

You couldn’t tell if he meant it, but you nodded as you looked to him. He wanted to be ok, and you knew he could take care of himself, but when Eddie needed help you knew it was serious. You just hoped he’d be able to come out of this unharmed.

Eddie took a deep breath and moved his hand to the back of your head, raising his lips and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. His arms slowly wrapped around your body, pulling you in close, and as he moved himself closer to you it was clear he was starting to cry again. Softly. Quietly.

Your arms moved around him and held him tightly, one hand slowly moving through his hair as the other gently scratched over his shoulders to comfort him,

“Shh, it’s ok…” His quiet sobs and whimpers only made you hug him closer, “I’m right here with you, you’re safe, i promise…”

It would take a while before either of you would get any sleep, you figured as much when Eddie ran through your door and into your arms. He needed someone there and you were so happy to be the person he came to, wether you knew how to help him or not.

As you lay in each others arms, the slow song playing softly from the TV soon was able to lull you both to sleep.

Every now and then throughout the night, Eddie would wake up in a cold sweat, seeing the scene that had unfolded before his eyes earlier. He’d look around the room, see you sleeping so soundly in his arms, and he’d calm down.

He was safe where he was.

[stars1997]

Alex Lyon smut please where he just got off a long term relationship but his ex was cheating and (y/n) is just a stranger at a bar yet virgin who got dragged to go out by her friend but ends up together talking all night 😂

Nights like these

Paring(s): Alex Lyon x Reader

Warnings: fluff/smut 18+, drinking, cheating, sex, mentions oral and ass slapping, virgin reader

There is a warning when the smut starts

(NOT EDITED)

“Bro, I can’t believe you found her fucking some other dude in your own home. I knew she was bad from the beginning, but you didn’t want to listen to me.” Alex wasn’t really listing to how was talking he was to focused on the beer in his hand. his head was spinning.

“Okay, I think he gets it you can be quiet now.” one of his other buddies says. “You just need to find someone new. The bar is packed tonight. Get up and go and find a new girl who won’t suck off some stranger in your house.”  Hands push Alex out of the booth. Now he’s standing, looking out at the crowed of people who came here to have a good time. He lets out a huff of air before looking around the bar.

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you rush out of the bathroom and into the living room. All your friends watching you as you rush to your heels sitting at the front door of your apartment. you slip your left foot into your heel but struggle to get your right foot in to the other. You trip over yourself, but you were able to stable yourself quickly to slip on your heel.

“Ok I’m ready!” you yell out to your friends.

“Finally.” One of your friends says. You let out a small laugh fixing your skirt before opening the door to leave for the bar.

You get to the bar and its packed. You knew you should have stayed home. You take in a big breath before entering the bar releasing it when your truly see how many people are in the bar. your eyes scan the room quickly before one of your friends garbs your hand and pulls you to a high-top table.

As your passing people on your way to the table you lock eyes with the most beautiful blue eyes you have ever seen. You give him a small smile before you disappear into the crowed.

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You have been out on the dance floor for a few minutes now. you don’t normally go out dancing, so you don’t really know what to do. You move your hips to the beat of the music the best you can. Your body stiff as you dance.

“You got to loosen up Y/n” one of your friends yells at you over the music.

“I’m trying. I don’t go out a lot.” You keep moving your hips to the beat, but you can’t seem to get them to move smoothly. You look at your friends trying to see who they do it. They let out little laughs before there eyes widen.

You look at then confused before they turned away from you before a voice from behind you fill your ears.

“You need to loosen up a bit. Mind if I help you?” you turn around to find the beautiful blue eyes you saw earlier looking right at you. you nod your head, and he takes you hand pulling you closer to him. His hands move to your hips, moving them side to side.

“My names Alex by the way.” He says into your ear.

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You don’t know how long you have been out of the dance floor but you’re starting to get tired. you stand up on your toes to be able to reach his ear.

“Let’s go get a drink and sit down, I’m starting to get tiered.” He smiles at you and nod his head before he leads you to the bar. finding two open seats.

“I’ll take a rum and coke and…” he turns to look at you. you just let him know that you’re going to have what has having. “Make that two rum and cokes then.” The bartender nods and goes to make your drinks.

“So, I never caught your name.” he grabs the drinks form he bartender, handing you yours as he takes a sip from his.

“My names y/n. so Alex what’s got you out partying tonight?” you both take sips from your drinks before he answers.

“I found out that my girlfriend well now ex-girlfriend cheated. So my buddies dragged me out of my house.” He chugs the rest of his drink before flagging down the bartender so he could get another one.

“Oh wow that’s, I’m so sorry to hear that.” you put your hand on his thigh. Not really knowing what to do.

“Don’t worry about it. Tonight, I want to get to know about you. so, what brings you out to the club tonight?” he smiles at you, turning his body so he can see you more.

“Well, my friends also dragged me out of my house tonight. I’m a very busy person because of my job so I never get to go out but I have tomorrow off so they dragged me out of my house to come and hang out with them, but I think wail we were dancing they all went home with some random dudes, so now I’m here talking to you.” he nods his head taking in the information given to him.

“I like that you’re here talking to me.” You smile a little bringing your drink up to your mouth to cover it. You talk for a little bit longer about a bunch of random stuff. It felt like no time was passing when talking to him. like you were the only two people in the world.

you feel your phone buzz in your clutch pulling you back to reality. You pull it out to see texts from your friends letting you know that they are safe and just went home with some guys, but you already knew that. Before you put your phone away you look at the clock. It now a quarter to two.

“Oh wow. It’s almost two am. I think I should get going.” You get up from your seat. Straightening out your outfit. Alex get out of his seat too. his eyes never leaving you as you get ready to leave the bar.

You give him a small smile and goodbye before you turn to make your way outside. A hand grabs yours before you could get too far. You turn to see Alex.

“Wait! Come home with me.” He yells at you over the load music and talking. You nod your head pulling him outside.

(smut below)

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Alex pulls you over him so you’re straddling his lap. His hands running up your sides as you lean down to kiss his lips. you put your hands on his chest just kind of picking at his shirt. You’ve never done anything farther then making out with someone and some hand stuff. Alex pulls back to look at you.

“You, okay? You seem a bit distracted.” He brushes your hair out of you face.

“What makes you say that?” you continue to pick at his shirt.

“Because you’re doing this.” He takes both your hands in his and lift them up. “So, what’s up? are you not okay with doing this?” you shake your head no before you clarify.

“I’ve never done anything like this before. I mean I’ve kissed a guy. don’t get me wrong and I’ve done some hand stuff, but I’ve never actually gone all the way with a guy.” He gives your hand a small squeeze.

“We don’t have to do anything you you’re not comfortable.” You nod your head.

“I want to, I feel comfortable with you. your actually one of the first guys that I’ve felt comfortable with in a while. I just don’t know what I’m doing.” He gives you a small smile before pulling you back in for a kiss.

Everything seemed to pick up fast. You didn’t mind, you knew that if you asked him to stop, he would. He bunches your skirt around your waist. His fingers sliding your underwear to the side. his thumb plays with your clit before he flips you over. He’s now hovered over you.

You reach down to unbutton his jeans slipping your hand into his pants pulling out his hard cock. his fingers come back down to prep you a bit more before he lines up his cock. the tip of his cock pressing into your entrance.

“You okay?” he locks eyes with you. you nod your head yes before letting out a moan as he pushes himself inside of you.

“Fuck.” You hiss out the more his cock stretches you.

“Fuck your so tight. If at any point you it gets too much you let me know.” You nod your head again. your hands trying to pull him closer to you. he thrust into you slowly making sure you get used to his size before he picks up his pace.

“Fuck Alex, faster please.” You didn’t have to tell him twice. He picked up his speed before leaning his head down to kiss you. one of your hands makes its way to his hair pulling hard.  The other one is still on his back, your nails digging into his skin.

Your mind empty as he fucks into you. it like the world outside disappeared. The only thing your can hear are his moans. He’s a lot more vocal than you thought, yet again so are you. its almost like he’s kissing you to keep your moans from being too loud. He knows that he’s going to get a noise complaint. But to him it’s worth it.

“Fuck baby I’m going to cum soon.” you could only respond with a moan. Your head tipping back as he brings a hand up to cup your chin making you look at him. as soon as your eyes lock, he pounds into you harder. A scream leaves your mouth. He lets out little grunts a few cuss words slip out as well.

He pulls out taking his cock in his hand and jerking himself off over your stomach. His cum landing on your stomach and chest. He kisses you hard on the lips before missing down your neck to your pussy. He then spent what felt like the next hour eating you out before flipping you over onto your stomach so he can hit it form behind. Landing a few slaps on your ass while he’s at it.

[dazed--xx]

⚠️Love Is Gone..⚠️

Summary: I'm sorry, don't leave me, I want you here with me. I know that your love is gone. I can't breathe, I'm so weak, I know this isn't easy. Don't tell me that your love is gone…..That your love is gone

Member: Han Jisung x Reader

T/W: ANGST!!!!!!!!!!!!, hate comments, distant partner, mentions of depression, mentions of anxiety, assault, recording of an assault, hate speech. Cursing, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS, Crying, Feeling alone, happy-ish ending, etc

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: ❗!!!!!THIS STORY IS TRIGGERING. I USED MY ACTUAL HISTORY WITH DEPRESSION FOR THIS ONE SO THERE IS AN ACCURATE DEPICTION OF SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION!!!!!!!❗this is the only authors note I'm making on the playlist please read this. I'm adding this story because a break up is not the only form of heartbreak you could experience. I added the mature tag because of the themes in this. This is an important story for me and this song genuinely inspired this story. No matter what member I used for this song this was going to be the story so any members name could have been used for this one. I felt Jisung fit the story so well though I love this quokka and he deserves an impactful first solo story on my master list. I struggled to not cry while writing this so let's see if you can hold back tears while reading it. After every thing they go through they deserve a happy ending I needed to give them one😭😂 but please comment your thoughts. I love your opinions and I respond to almost everyone. Anyway please enjoy the angsty goodness.

Don't go tonight, Stay here one more time.Remind me what it's like, oh…And let's fall in love one more time, I need you now by my side. It tears me up when you turn me down

“Do you have to go?” you question hesitantly, nibbling on your bottom lip as you watch Jisung put his coat on. “Yes, I already told you that, Y/N” He sighs, almost sounding annoyed. You pout, staring at your interlocked hands. “Yeah, you did sorry…” you trail, trying to maintain your composure at your boyfriend's reluctance to be around you “Don't wait up” He calls as he makes his way out of the door. The moment you hear the ‘click’ of the lock you allow the tears you had been holding back to flow down your cheeks.

For weeks now, Jisung had grown distant; during comeback and award season it was unfortunately a normal part of your relationship. But, you had always been able to maintain a conversation with him if something was bothering you. Except for some reason this comeback season, the first since you and Jisung had announced your 1-year relationship, was different. While, both you and Jisung had expected some backlash, things seemed to be easier for Jisung than they had been for you. You have received many snarky and rude comments about how unfit for Jisung you were.

Your hair is too dry and straw-like.

You are too fat.

You are too unimportant.

You wished to tell your boyfriend as soon as these comments flooded your social media. He had warned you to turn your comments off and avoid social media for a while, but you didn't listen figuring you could deal with a couple of mean comments. However, as time went on you wished you had listened as the comments got worse and worse.

Kill yourself slut

Jisung deserves more than some useless bitch as his girlfriend!!!

She's so disgusting clearly she's a gold digger, I wish someone would just get rid of her!

She is such a cunt, I hope she kills herself soon…

You broke down the first time you had read those comments. You couldn't understand what you had done wrong by falling in love. You first tried to bring it up 2 weeks ago. They had finished filming the music video for their latest single. He had come home; energy high, he radiated from the adrenaline. He froze when he saw you seated on the couch tears streaming down your face. You looked at him startled. “ what's wrong?” He questioned as he rushed over to your side taking your face in his hands. “You're home early…” you mutter the only words that could be released from your mouth in your vulnerable state. Little did you know those three words would trigger and argument and the hate comments were left forgotten. After that day you tried to ask him to talk but he would zoom out of the house and that's when the loneliness set in.

You felt pathetic

You dreaded every morning you opened your eyes. Questioning why you were still here. You slowly realized your level of insignificance. Breathing hurt, a physiological natural event felt wrong. While you know the act of breathing didn't hurt physically, it hurt emotionally. Every morning you lay in bed, not bothering to pull yourself out unless you had to go to the bathroom, or to drink water. Sleep didn't stop most days, Jisung spent most of his days working until well after you'd fallen asleep. You rarely saw him, these days.

If you hadn't run out of feminine products you'd have spent another full day in bed, but as those familiar cramps continue to wreak havoc on your uterus you trudge your way to the store. You were grateful for the large hoodie that helped shade your eyes from the blinding sun as you crossed the street. You continue on your way, you pout to yourself as you see the influx of hate comments while you check to see if Jisung had responded to your inquiry of if he needed anything from the store. Nothing… you sigh to yourself as you pass a group of about 5-6 girls as you make your way into the store.

You hear them murmuring to themselves as you make your way down the aisles. You scan the pads when you feel a dainty finger tap your shoulder. Giving the person a side glance you raise an eyebrow. “Hmm?” you hear a petite soft voice call to you “Um excuse me are you Y/N?” she questions in a sickeningly sweet way. You get a sinking feeling in your gut.

Run…Run as fast as and as far as you can

your conscience screams at you but your feet are glued to the floor as you stare at the girl like a deer in headlights. You struggle to find words as a devious grin grows on the girl's face. Two girls begin to come up behind her, you step to turn the other direction only for two more girls to block your escape as they creep towards you. The girl who approached you first now has her phone pointed in your direction as she begins to question you “Why is someone as dirty as you near Jisung oppa?!” She growls as the girls crowd around you. They shout profanity at you as you stare at the ground, murmuring apologies for your relationship not wanting to insult your boyfriend's fans. The last thing you wanted to do was embarrass him further.

“Look at her! She's so pathetic” the ring leader instigated “She's just standing there like an idiot!” she growls before sending her free hand flying across your face. You feel a sharp sting on your cheeks as you attempt to push past two of the girls. They send you flying roughly against the shelves behind you. You whimper in pain mumbling another apology begging them to let you go as they unleash a flurry of hits and kicks on you. They laughed as they told you how pathetic you are. You tried to protect your face by curling up in a ball. You drowned out their insults, holding in your tears and words until they were finished. They walked away in laughter as you groaned in pain rolling on the ground for a moment. You pull yourself off the ground grab your pads and limp your way to the counter. The cashier stares at you with concern in his eyes, “Ma'am do you need me to call the police?” he questions. A sense of pity and worry settles over him as you shake your head “N-No..I don't want this to be a big thing. I'm okay” you state blankly, putting your money on the counter you grab your pads and rush out of the store. You hold onto your ribs as you limp your way into the alley beside the store.

Pressing your back against the wall you wince at the contact you collapse to the ground. You bury your face in your hands. You sob harshly, your body trembling as you allow the tears to stream down your cheeks. You hiccuped as you pulled your phone from your pocket. You dial Jisung’s number, you waited trying to catch your breathe. One, two, three rings “We’re sorry the number you have dialed—” you end the call holding the phone to your chest you allow your sobs to shake your body. Dark thoughts beginning to take over when your flurry of calls go unanswered.

You're so pathetic, Jisung won't even answer your calls. You're worthless, You're nothing, You just want to die. you should die….Life is too hard. It's over what's the point anymore? The entire world hates you…. I give up…

With final resolve, you open your conversation with Jisung and begin typing.

I'm sorry, I wish I could have said goodbye properly. I love you please remember that. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough. I'm sorry I couldn't be what you deserve. I wish things weren't like this. I'm weak. It's all too hard. I can't handle it anymore. It feels like I'm in open ocean and I'm so close to drowning. I'd can't do this anymore. Please don't blame yourself. None of this is your fault I just wasn't strong enough. I'm just pathetic. I hope you can forgive me one day. I'm so sorry. I love you. Goodbye…

You hit send before turning on Do Not Disturb. You slowly limp toward the park. You felt numb as you stared at the ground, you come upon the walking bridge. You stand in the middle of the bridge, you watch the water. You had heard somewhere that the most calm-looking water was the most dangerous. You pull yourself onto the banister. Taking a deep breath you lean forward.

I'm begging please, just stick around; I'm sorry, don't leave me, I want you here with me I know that your love is gone….

The moment Jisung read your message an uneasy feeling settled over him. He didn't even think before he was dashing out of Chan’s studio and the recording they were currently doing. He called you in a panic; his anxiety growing worse and worse at your failure to answer. He felt his throat closing as he ran in a frenzy out of the JYP building ignoring his member's worried calls of his name. Quickly pulling up the Find My Phone app he sees you at the park nearby. He ran faster than he ever has before getting to the park in no time. He looks around for a moment. He spots you standing on the bridge. He clutches his chest relaxing as he sees you standing there, staring at the water below. He breathes a sigh of relief as Chan and Changbin catch up to him he continues to catch his breath as Chan questions him. All three men are caught off guard as you pull yourself up onto the banister. Jisung's eyes widen as he rushes toward you. “Y/N!!” His voice is pained, your head turns to face him. Chan and Changbin running behind their friend worriedly.

“Baby! Please, stop!” Jisung's voice cracks as he reaches the end of the bridge. Your eyes meet his, Only then can he fully see you. Your eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down your cheeks. Bruises littered your face. Dried blood speckled all over your hoodie. Your appearance sent Jisung into shock he stared at you wide-eyed “I'm sorry…” you whisper to him as you let go. Jisung's world crumbles as you disappear from his sight. He dashes to where he last saw you. “Y/N!!” He cries his voice hoarse as his legs give out from beneath him. Chan wraps his arm around Jisung and guides him to the floor holding him close he allows the younger man to cry to his heart's content as Changbin assists the paramedics in finding you. He never imagined this would happen. You, the only other person besides Felix, that was the definition of sunshine. Jisung felt numb as Chan held onto him as he replayed his last moment with you in his head.

I'm sorry! don't leave me! I want you here with me! I know that your love is gone….I can't breathe! I'm so weak! I know this isn't easy! Don't tell me that your love is gone…

When the video of your assault surfaced the day after your attempt; Jisung felt sick to his stomach. He hates himself for not being there with you. After watching the video over and over, he finally decided to check your phone. When he was able to charge the device Jisung could feel a wave of nausea crash over him as an influx of disgusting hate messages and comments came through. He stared at your unconscious figure, he held your hand tightly as he cried “I'm so sorry baby. I'm sorry… I didn't know. I'm sorry I was too late.” he pressed his forehead to your hand “Please…please wake up. I'll do anything. Please don't let go, I know you feel alone, but you have me. Please don't leave me behind, without you I'm nothing…” his breathing grows heavier, tears cascading down his face. “I love you so much. I need you—I need you, baby, I can't keep doing this. I need you so much right now. Please wake up….Don't let me lose you, not like this. I'll fix everything…I'll show you how much you mean to me, please!” He exclaims he can't handle the expressionless look on your face. He was grateful you were no longer pale though.

It took three more weeks before you opened your eyes. your head pounded as Jisung muttered something under his breath. “W-what?” you choked out, your voice sounding coarse and scratchy. Jisung's eyes widen as he stares at you at the sound of your voice. He collapsed to the floor as tears built in his eyes, he sobbed harshly “T-Thank you! You're awake! You're okay!” his body trembled as he reached for your hand. You stare at him your face void of any emotion as he cried you pulled your hand away from his as if his contact burned you.

You saw his expression fall as he shook his head in denial “N-No..” He states in disbelief as he meets your eyes. “P-Please I—Where were you?…” you cut him off with heartbreak and disappointment in your tone. Jisung whimpers at your question. “I'm sorry, I-I should have—I didn't realize, okay? I'm so sorry, please don't pull away from me..” he stammers his apology causing your heart to clench. “I don’t want to see you right now…” you whisper. You hear the most heartbreaking sob erupts from Jisung’s chest. “No, please! I should have been there for you. I should have done more but I can't lose you When you jumped I felt like my entire world was falling apart. You were so close—I was right there. I should have answered your calls. I should have noticed something was wrong. I'm sorry okay? I'm so sorry. There's nothing I could be more sorry about but please I can't—I can't lose you. I don't want to be without you please let me fix this..” he begs his eyes not leaving yours once.

“Jisung…”

“Please. I'm sorry okay? I'll say it forever if I have to. Please I want you right here, next to me, always. I know it's hard but we love each other. I can make you love me again. Please….please don't hate me. I know I messed up but please don't break me too…I can't handle the thought of losing you let alone it actually happening. Please stay with me?” he pleads his eyes filled with hope as he holds onto your hand. “I'll never let you feel alone again I promise. You'll always have me. I'll give you the world if you ask for it. I'll spend the rest of my life making up for this please let me…” He begs, his voice cracking between sniffles. You stare at him, your heart yearning for him. You feel your resolve crumbling as he continues to cry. You caress his cheek, staring into his eyes. He looks at you hopefully, melting into your touch. “Please just, Don't tell me that your love is gone…i wouldn't be able to handle that.” he whimpers. You give him a sad smile, caressing his cheek. You lean in pressing your lips against his softly.

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Taglist: @yangbbokari @havenwithleeknow

[zimithrus]

Shshdhdh I’m sorry I’m so late AHHH!!! 😂❤️

For the prompt list, I’d love to see Zack & Cloud (platonic or slash!) with #12?? <33 Your writing is always so beautiful!!!

No worries Pris, totally fine!! 💚 I'm a little behind myself answering this so, late tag I'm it?? 🤣

Oh I so do love those two! 🙏 Pris also knowing just what flavor I like at the ice-cream ship-shop! i🍦soft-serve Zakkura coming right up!! (Also tysm I have been struggling and those words were really sweet to hear!!💚💚)

12. Things You Said When You Thought I Was Asleep

Cloud feels a little guilty.

Well, he's not really lying, is he? But he's not exactly being completely truthful either... it seems harmless? Playful even! Even still it doesn't stop a small pang of guilt for pretending...

pretending to be asleep when he isn't, that is.

See, the thing is, Zack's a talker; and that's true even if others are around or not. So you bet that absolutely means he'll speak aloud, fill the silence with sounds of his own. He'll ask himself questions, try to remember something he forgot prior, pace and mutter to himself about upcoming missions or jobs, sing little songs... it's cute, endearing. It's just one of the many things Cloud loves about Zack.

He doesn't do it much, talk aloud to himself; only when he's alone, thinks he's alone, or if he believes others around him to be asleep or not paying attention. So, Cloud started pretending to be asleep at night, just for a little bit of course! No more than 30 minutes maybe?

Tonight is no exception. Yes, yes he still feels guilty for pretending to be asleep, white-lying in a sense. But it both warms and comforts him to hear his partner talk from the kitchen or the living room, ramble on to himself or hum a song as he gets ready for bed himself. This time though, his partner is sitting in bed next to him, reading through a book.

Pretending to be asleep of course, Cloud has no idea what Zack's reading. He picks up fragmented words but never cohesive sentences.

"That would never work....no, surely...? Well what if...? Okay but... Oh, okay no that makes perfect sense... But what if...??..."

Cloud can't help but grin, hearing the whispered inflections of his partner's voice raise and lower. The faint crinkles of the pages turning. The sound of his index finger softly gliding over the paper, a habit to keep his place, Cloud's learned.

He hears the book close, hears Zack shift and set it on the nightstand on his own side of the bed, heave the tiniest little sigh. Cloud can't see beyond closed eyes and his back turned, but he swears he can feel those Mako blues staring at him all the same. It's not long when he feels a hand gently rake through a few of his spikes and he has to fight to keep from smiling or seeming awake.

"I really lucked out with you..." There's such a warmth in his voice, a crinkle of fondness in every word.

Cloud fights the urge to swallow hard and instead shifts ever so slightly, deepening his breath all the same.

Zack hums an endearing little sound. "You're so stinkin' adorable and you don't even know it."

'Don't blush don't blush don't blush'

"I love you so much, Cloud. Sometimes I can't believe you love me back."

A sensation of lips plant against the back of his head and a warmth with the soothing caress of an early summer's day spreads entirely throughout Cloud.

"I really am a lucky guy." A hum, a smile, followed by another kiss, somehow even softer than the first. "Sleep well, sweetheart."

Darkness soon settles when the small lamp switches off. A familiar bulky weight settles right behind Cloud and cuddles up to him like a clingy shadow. He's never felt warmer and move loved.

He can keep pretending; what Zack doesn't know won't hurt him, especially if it's something as small and simple as this...

...But Zack knows and always has.

[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

I cant fucking believe I’m requesting this… but Austin Theory, specifically this United States title run, got insanely hot for no reason. Just… put me out of my misery and make me a full blown simp please… you’re probably the only writer on here who can. Your work is so good. You already made me a Messiah Rollins wh0re 😂

Please The Champ

Summary: After another successful defence leads to a celebration together after

Warnings: smut, oral sex(make receiving), champion kink??

An: I’m honored that you think I can make you a whore for a wrestler. Also, this is my first time writing for Austin so I hope it’s ok

Taglist: @fiskers7136 @peachmango-kombucha @kcloveswrestling @bellalutionn @xkennyxomegax @tummyyellin @legit9thlunaticwarrior @auburnwrites @melissahausen @thesusbunny @writtingrose

It really didn’t take long for you to be on top of Austin once back to your hotel room. It didn’t matter how it happened, but once again Austin retained his title. Which is call of celebration.

“Killed it tonight baby,” you mumbled against his lips. He was on the couch of your hotel room, and you were sat on his lap.

“I should have killed Rollins.” You rolled your eyes at his words, grabbing his face in your hands. “Fuck Rollins, he’s not here right now. But I am,” you let your hand run down his stomach and to his crotch to rub him lightly through his pants. “And I think, I need to show my champ just how great he did.”

“Ya?” He smirked, watching as you slid to the ground between his legs.

You reached up to pull his pants down just enough to pull him out. He was half hard as you worked your hand up and down. “Is this an ok celebration, champ?”

“I don’t know, you’ll have to put in the work.” He pushed his hand on the back of your head, leading you to his cock. You opened your mouth, taking him in.

You started slow, bobbing up and down to get used to the feeling.

“Come on, we both know you can do better,” he urged, lifting his hips slightly to push just a bit more into your mouth. With his encouragement, you took him further and further into your mouth. You gagged lightly, feeling him push you down just enough for your nose to meet him.

“There we go, making me feel so good,” he mumbled while thrusting lightly. Tears were running down your face as you struggled to breathe through your nose.

He released your head so you could pull off to take a breath. You went back down, continuing to suck on him, running your tongue along the bottom of his cock.

“Come up here,” Austin grunted. You pulled off and stood up, but he stoped you before you could get in his lap. “Get undressed.” You began taking your clothes off, smiling while he watched you. His hand jerked himself lightly before you were naked and climbing on him. You knew what he wanted, and didn’t waist time sinking down on to.

He reached up, whipping your cheek lightly as you began moving up and down. “You look so beautiful like this. Makeup all over, completely ruined by my dick.” You moaned at his words, trying to speed yourself up. “Want to make you feel good,” you mumbled lightly out of breath.

“Ya? Would you do anything to make me feel good?” You nodded, and felt his grip on your waist tighten. He flipped you both over, thrusting fast and hard into you. “Good.”

Your legs wrapped around his waist as he hammered into you.

“Who’s your champion?” He groaned, bumping your head with his own.

“You,” You called out. “You Are.”

“Fucking right I am.” He could feel you gripping him, getting close. “Show me how good the champ makes you feel.”

“Austin! Fuck…” you scratched his back, shaking as you came around him. Within seconds, you felt him cum as well.

He thrust a few more times to ride out the high and then sat up, keeping himself firmly inside of you. Your legs and arms were wrapped around him, your face in his neck while he rubbed your back.

“We’ve got to celebrate more often,” he chuckled at your words.

“Baby, is celebrate with you every goddamn day.”

[therumbleof1967]

hello! i was curious to see if u could do a fem reader x dallas?

where reader is just really stressed, overstimulated and having a really bad day and she promised one of her friends (angela) that she would go to this party with her and reader promised she would and she doesn’t wanna back out. and reader is struggling with her hair and dallas ends up coming to her house to see her and finds her crying and she explains that she’s just upset and sad and he just holds her and comforts her and tells angela himself that reader isnt going, dallas ends up staying the night and comforts her.

does that make sense?

if not im sorry! u dont have to do it

much love <3

Hey! Oh my gosh I’m so sorry I haven’t gotten to this, I haven’t checked my inbox in FOREVER lol 😂. YES! This makes so much sense and I LOVESE this idea! I hope you enjoy this story, sending you and your loved ones much love as well, stay gold friends ☀️

A Night In

I had promised Angela, my ever-enthusiastic friend, that I would join her at the party tonight. But as I struggled with my hair, trying to tame the frizz that seemed to mock my every attempt, I couldn’t help but feel the sadness bubble up. I twisted my hair into a knot, frustration boiling over, and hot tears slid down my cheeks.

“Come on, Y/N,” I muttered to myself, wiping my face with the back of my hand. “You can’t back out now.” But the thought of mingling in a loud, crowded room made me feel even more overwhelmed. My brain felt like it was in a constant state of overdrive.

I buried my head in my hands, feeling utterly defeated. That’s when I heard a knock on my bedroom door. “Y/N? It’s me, Dally!” His voice, laid-back yet somehow always filled with concern, cut through the noise in my head.

“Go away, Dallas,” I called, hoping he’d take the hint. But after a moment, the door creaked open, and he peeked in.

“What’s going on in here? You look like you’ve been through a tornado,” he said, stepping inside. His hazel eyes widened when they landed on my tear-streaked face, and he walked over to me, kneeling down to meet my gaze.

“I just... I can't.” The words tumbled out, barely audible between sobs. I confessed, “I promised Angela I’d go to the party, but I can’t handle it. I’m just so stressed and tired.”

Dallas’s expression softened, a rare gentleness replacing his usual bravado. “Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to pretend around me.” He reached out, brushing a few strands of hair away from my face, and the simple gesture grounded me.

“I feel so overwhelmed, Dally. Everything is just... too much,” I admitted, my voice shaking.

He let out a breath, leaning back against my bed and pulling me gently into his arms. I melted against him, the warmth of his body bringing a strange sense of comfort. “You’re not alone, alright? Tell Angela I’ll take care of it. You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

I shook my head, feeling the weight of my feelings slacken a little. “I don’t want to disappoint her.”

“Who cares about disappointing her. You need to take care of yourself first,” Dallas said, his voice steady. “We’ll hang out here instead. Just the two of us. We’ll order some pizza or something and watch bad movies.”

I smiled faintly, appreciating his idea. That sounded so much better than mingling at a party. “You really don’t mind?”

“Not at all, babe,” he replied with a casual shrug, although I knew how much he valued his social life. “I’ll text Angela and let her know what’s up. Promise she’ll understand.”

He pulled out his phone, typing swiftly, while I leaned back against my pillows, allowing myself to breathe a little easier. It was as if the weight on my chest began to lift with each passing moment. He looked up, catching my gaze. “See? You're already doing better.”

“Thanks, Dally,” I whispered, feeling a warmth bloom in my chest.

“Anytime. I’m not going anywhere.” He settled beside me, his presence soothing in the chaotic whirlwind of my thoughts.

As the minutes drifted by, I felt the tension slowly dissipate. Dallas stayed beside me, occasionally cracking jokes or recounting absurd stories from his day. Each laugh felt like a balm to my soul, and I couldn’t help but find solace in the way he effortlessly lightened my mood.

By the time the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow in my room, I felt a deep sense of comfort. I closed my eyes, resting my head against his shoulder. “You know, I think you’re the best distraction I could’ve asked for,” I admitted softly.

“Guess I have my moments,” he replied, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk.

As I listened to his voice, feeling grateful for this unexpected night, I realized that sometimes, all you needed was someone to remind you it was okay to take a step back and breathe. And with Dally by my side, I knew I could face tomorrow, one breath at a time.

[spicy-picklez]

Rainbow after a Storm

Includes:

18+, bondage, degradation, overstimulation, fingering, face-sitting, praise kink, marking kink, strap-on sex, aftercare.

Characters:

Larissa Weems x 18yo fem!student!reader

Summary:

There’s no way that I could possibly summarise this in a way it doesn’t sound like I’m a horny piece of shit so I’m just gonna say it. Complete smut with aftercare. 😂🤦🏻‍♀️🫣

Word Count:

2.9k

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A/N: Her hands in this GIF… 🫢

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“The mess you left me with is me. I couldn’t focus on anything but you since you spread your gorgeous legs down at the tree. Now you’re going to be a good little toy and let me fix it.”

One hand on your neck, pinning you to the wall, her other hand slowly trails down your body. Dipping her hand under your skirt, her fingers lightly brush over your hips and down your v-line, your body shivering at her touch. The pulsing of her fingers over the veins in your neck make your body go light, your knees already struggling to bear your weight.

“Oh love, you’re going to be a gorgeous little mess for me tonight if this is how desperate you are just from me touching you.” She murmurs as she picks you up, her hands both now groping at your ass as your legs wrap around her waist. Your only response is a breathy moan as she sucks on your neck, leaving a trail of purple and red. Taking you through to the next room, she throws you back onto her bed. Quickly undoing her blouse, it starts off the soon to be pile of clothes on the ground. Her hands grasp at your blazer, throwing it onto the ground. You rip off your tie as she lifts your jersey up over your head. “Goddamn why do your uniforms have so many layers?” She breathes, nearly sending the buttons of your white button-up shirt flying as she rips it off your body.

She growls upon seeing the wine-red lacy bra you’re wearing underneath. Her hands roughly pull down your skirt, marvelling at the sight of the matching lingerie on your soft skin. Moving up the bed, she straddles your lap, reaching to move the books on the headboard. On each corner of the foot and headboards, hidden by the books, was a chain with a red leather cuff, soft wool on the inside. One by one, she does them up around your ankles and wrists, taking extra care with your injured arm. Both of you breathing heavily, she takes a moment to marvel at the sight before her. Your chest is heaving, the only clothes on is your lingerie, legs spread open before her. “You look gorgeous my love.” She whispers, leaning forward so her lips gently brush your earlobe. “If your arm starts to hurt or you want me to stop, tell me.”

You had absolutely no intention of getting her to stop. You felt so vulnerable tied up before her but also loved and safe. “Larissa…” You breathe, your voice heavy with desire. “Love?”

“Use me.”

Those two words made both of your cores burn with anticipation and lust. Immediately, her lips were on your neck, her hands pulling her skirt down so the two of you were in nothing but your lingerie, skin on skin. A string of moans fell off your lips as she gently grasped your nipples between her thumb and her forefinger, pulling enough for a slight burn of pain before her mouth covered them, sending pleasure throughout your body. Her name falls off your lips in a breathy moan, making her growl against your skin.

Crawling up your body, she puts her knees on either side of your face, moving her panties to the side. You grin seeing her juices glistening on her thigh. Grabbing your hair with one hand, she lowers herself onto your mouth. “Eat up, love.” You smirk as you flick your tongue out to slide up her slit, moaning at the taste of her. Her head tilts backwards, a heavenly groan escaping her lips. “Fuck, Y/N.” You grin, looking up her body as your tongue slowly runs over her clit before back down to her soaking entrance. Sliding your tongue inside her, she lets out a pleasured gasp, her hips bucking at the sensation. Her hand tightens its grip on your hair as you curl your tongue in and out of her, juices running down your chin.

Soon enough, her legs were shaking and her hips began to grind against your tongue. Loud moans elicited from her lips as she pressed herself further onto your face, her hand now pulling at your hair. “Mmnh fuck!” She can’t help the scream that escapes her as you quickly pull your tongue out of her, sucking her sensitive mound into your mouth.

“Don’t stop.” She breathes as your tongue flicks up and down over her clit. You had no intention of stopping, instead, as your tongue moved, you let out a breath of hot air on her clit. That was all she needed, her grip gets impossibly tighter in your hair as her legs clamp against either side of your head as she releases all over your tongue with your name falling off her gorgeous red lips. Without a second thought, your tongue licks up and down her thighs, getting every last drop of her delicious secretion.

Placing a kiss on her inner thigh, she gets off your face, an unhappy whine coming from you as she does. Immediately her lips were on yours, tasting herself from your mouth. Her index finger swipes over your chin, collecting the remainder of her juices. Holding her fingers up to your mouth, you slowly take each one in your mouth, sucking gently as your tongue slides around it. “Look at you, my pretty little slut. Such a good girl for me.” She praises, her other hand running under your panties, her fingers splitting to run down each side of your soaking cunt.

The sounds of your wetness were sinful and she groaned as she brought her fingers to her lips, slowly sucking your juice off as she maintained eye contact with you. She lowers herself in between your legs. The moment her heavenly tongue touches your clit over your panties, your back arches, the chains tightening around your joints as you do. You can feel her grin grow against your clit as she slowly draws your clothed mound into her mouth. A soft moan escapes your lips as she runs over your entrance with the tip of her thumb.

The undeniable sound of fabric ripping rings through the room as she flattens her tongue against your now bare cunt. “Oh fuck…” You can’t help the moan escaping you as she dips her tongue inside you as she trails it from your entrance to your clit. “Good girl, I want to hear you, my love.” She says, sucking your sensitive mound between her lips. “Larissa!” Your back arches as two fingers gently slide inside you.

You flick your eyes down to meet hers and the sight of her between your legs, knowing this beautiful goddess is the one that’s giving you such immense pleasure, makes your core leak down onto her tongue. Her gorgeous blonde hair, dishevelled and sweaty, falls over her forehead. Your hips buck up to meet her tongue, your arms pulling at the restraints. “Riss, please.”

“Please what, love?” She smirks, her lips brushing over your clit, eliciting a string of whimpers from your mouth. Your cheeks heat up, never in your life did you think you’d beg. Larissa knew that, she wanted to be the only one you’d do it for. “Darling I’m not doing anything until you tell me what you want.” She places a kiss on the sensitive skin between her thigh and her soaking cunt. Your back arches and a desperate moan escapes you. “Please, I need more, Riss, I need you.”

She gently nips at your thigh, a growl emitting from her throat as she begins thrusting her fingers inside you, curling them up at the perfect angle. “That’s my good girl.” Her mouth covers your clit, switching between sucking at it and flicking over it with her tongue. A mixture of her name and loud breathy moans escape from your lips as your head flies backwards, back arching against her fingers. Her free hand comes up to gently press down your lower abdomen. “Larissa…” Her name escapes your lips in a loud breathy moan as she does this, feeling every inch of her long, slender fingers inside you.

Breathing heavily, your legs begin to tremble, tightening the chains around your ankles as you grind your hips over her tongue. “Larissa please, let me-.” Your request is cut off as she twists her fingers deeper inside you. “Darling, if you don’t tell me what you want, I won’t do it.” She smirks against your clit. The vibrations of her voice over your sensitive mound makes you whimper. “I-I need to cum.” You admit almost shyly. Admittedly, never once have you had to announce your release. Her eyes meet yours as she quickens her pace, both with her fingers and with her tongue. “Scream my name.”

How could you not? The pleasure was overwhelming as the wave consumed you. Your body shakes uncontrollably, your hips bucking over her tongue as her name falls off your lips. If anyone were to walk past, you’d be fucked, in more than one sense of the word. Neither of you cared, a string of moans and cusses are elicited from your mouth as she continues to thrust her fingers inside you at an almost ungodly speed. Her tongue curls over your clit as your trembling body bucks its hips against her, working you up to another orgasm.

“Good girl, my love.” She murmurs against your clit as she sucks it into her mouth, earning a breathy moan from you. Your chest rises heavily as she trails her lips over your inner thighs, nipping and sucking. Hues of purples and reds blossoming on your soft skin. She could tell by the whimpers and squirming beneath her that you were close again. Flattening her tongue, she runs it from her fingers to up over your clit. With that, another moaned scream is emitted from your mouth. Your eyes fly firmly shut as stars cloud your vision. Lightheaded, you can feel your legs shake, jingling the chains around you. Slowing down her fingers, she helps you ride out your high.

Your legs were halfway to numb by the time she pulls her fingers out of you, a whimper escaping your lips at the lack of touch. Getting off the bed, she places a kiss on your forehead. “Close your eyes, my love.” You obey, hearing the fabric of her lingerie hitting the floor. The sound of her rummaging through a drawer fills your ears, anticipation burning in your core. After a couple of clicking sounds, you can feel her climb back over you. Her hand reaches under your back to unclasp your bra. Placing her lips to your collarbone, she murmurs against your skin. “Open your eyes, love.” Her gorgeous body is hovering over yours but what you’re focused on is what's between your legs. Attached by a black harness around her hips, is a rather long, girthy, strap-on.

Your eyes widen as a grin pulls at your lips. She crashes lips onto yours as she positions the tip at your entrance, slowly pushing the tip in. Her eyes widen as a breathy moan escapes the both of you. That’s when the realisation hits you. “Is this the one you confiscated from me a couple weeks ago?” She nods, her head buried in your neck as the two of you breathe heavily.

A grin spreads over your face. Your aunty had given it to you on Parent’s Day. Larissa had seen you trying to cover it as you walked back to your dorm after your family left, and confiscated it. Your aunty was a witch and had mentioned it had something extra to it. I guess this was it.

“It’s enchanted… surprise.” You murmur, your lips brushing over her earlobe. Slowly sliding herself further inside, she groans. “You’re fucking amazing Y/N.” At this, she slides herself the rest of the way in. Both of you releasing loud moans into each other's neck. She could feel the warm insides of your wet cunt squeezing over the strapon as real as if she had shapeshifted a dick. She knew she wasn’t going to last long.

She felt absolutely heavenly inside you, your cunt melding to every curve of the strapon. Tightening your pelvic muscles, you squeeze your cunt over her strapon. Her legs shake as she feels the warmth squeeze her. “Jesus fuck, Y/N, stop it.”

Squeezing again, you smirk, a cheeky glint in your dark, lustful eyes. “Make me.” The way her eyes darkened as you said this made you realise you’d probably regret saying that. Pulling out, her hips slam the strapon back in at an alarming pace. The both of you groaning out in pleasure as the silicone toy stretches out your insides. Her teeth gently bite down on your shoulder as she continues to buck her hips against you.

“You feel so divine around me, love.” She groans, her left hand, teasing your breasts, her right, gently squeezing the sides of your neck. You can’t do anything but moan as she picks up the pace. Not a single thought could be mustered in your mind as she thrusts inside you, fast and dominating but yet, so passionate and loving. You can feel her stretching your cunt to her size as you moan out her name. Her thrusts start getting more frantic as her breathing hitches in pleasure, feeling your juices run down the side of her shaft.

Sliding her thumb down to rub over your clit, your back arches. That was all you need, pleasure crashing over your body as you reach another orgasm. The moment she feels you clenching around her, she reaches her own high. Both of your legs are shaking as she collapses on top of you, her nails digging into your hips. Her lips placing gentle kisses on your neck as the both of you begin to recover, the feeling of skin on skin bringing both of you back to reality.

Slowly pulling herself out of you, you wince, overstimulated and sore. “Sorry love, was I too rough?”

Her hand cups your cheek as she looks for any sign of pain in your eyes. “Absolutely not. Even if you were, it’s all worth it, just being close to you.” She places a soft kiss over your swollen lips before leaning forward to undo the cuffs around your wrists and ankles.

“You did amazing my darling.” She murmurs, helping you move up the bed. “I’m just going to grab some more bandages so I can recheck your arm ok?” You just nod, not even truly sure of what she said. Your head was rushing with pleasure as your weak body tingled from overstimulation.

Getting up from the bed, she also walks into the kitchen after getting everything for your arm, grabbing a glass of water for the both of you. Returning back to your side, her hand gently reaches out to place the cup of water in your hand. Accepting it gratefully, you sit up, taking a much needed sip. She reaches out for your wrist, bringing it to rest on her thigh. A sigh of relief can be heard as she sees all the wounds still intact. “Thank fuck.” She mutters under her breath, intelligible to your weary ears.

Her fingers softly dance over your skin as she gently cleans the stitches with saline wipes. Rewrapping your bandages, she places a kiss to the inside of your wrist. “Did you want something to eat or just want to sleep?” She asks, her voice soft on your ears. “Sleep? Why would I sleep? What time is it?” Your voice lets off your obvious confusion as she laughs, checking her phone. “It's 7.40 love. We’ve been going at it for 4 hours.” Your mouth opens slightly in shock, surely not. Checking your own phone, you see it is indeed 7.40pm.

Blushing, you rub the back of your neck. “I could eat but right now I’m more trying to figure out how well my legs are going to work tomorrow.” She laughs. “Did you want me to run you a bath while I make us some dinner?” You nod as she pulls you up into a hug, flushing your body against hers. “You’re perfect.” Your lips brush over her collarbone as you say this, making her chuckle. “I’m far from it, love. You just bring out the best in me. Now come on.” Her arms wrap around your hips, helping you stand. She guides you into the bathroom, helping you step into the bathtub as the water rushes over your skin. Kneeling down beside you, her hand cups your cheek as she places a kiss to your lips. “I’ll just be in the kitchen if you need me, my love.”

You nod as she stands up, grabbing her dressing gown and wrapping it around her body before closing the door behind her. The throbbing between your legs subsides as you relax into the water, your back leaning up against the edge of the bath. How on Earth did you get so lucky? If anyone had told you that you’d be dating the 6’3 goddess of a principal who fucks like a pornstar and cares for you like an angel, you would’ve laughed in their faces. You guess now, they’d be the ones laughing.

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A/N: We’ll be back to chapters actually have a story to it instead of just sex tomorrow but I just needed an easy chapter to write today as I’m heading out tonight.

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[webdollzz]

ok so here’s what I was thinkin’ lol!

we all know how Mike met Eleven. Now instead of Mike in that situation, let’s put Eddie. He goes to that picnic table in the woods and ends up finding a girl around his age (she refuses to talk cause of how scared she is and has a hard time using her powers on command). She’s super scared of Eddie and he eventually convinces her to come back to his trailer where she’d be safe. I can only imagine how sweet and gentle Eddie would be with her, wraps a blanket around her while she lays on his bed😭,he’d probably treat her like a baby bird, and thinks she’s the most delicate thing ever 🥺😂lol

Delicacy

warnings: none, tooth rotting fluff , Eddie x shy!telekinetic!fem!reader. Gentle!Eddie. Reader can speak, but she doesn't talk much due to shyness. use of y/n ONCE and it was reader introducing herself. swearing, it's Eddie. cmon now. drug talk. again. it's Eddie. 1st person pov?

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the leaves crunch under my feet. I have just escaped the lab and I have no idea where I'm going, because I never left of course. I turn a certain corner in the woods, and I'm revlived to see a bench. But as I step closer my anxiety spikes again. There's someone there, a man. I try to step back in order to make a quick and sly exit but I step on a twig that makes a loud SNAP. the man's head flew up from his metal container, shutting it almost instantly.

" Uhh..Hello? anyone there?"

He shouts out. You're debating on whether backing up or stepping out. just as you decide to back, the man turns his head a certain way that he's able to see your legs, and your oversized tee.

"Oh! oh, um, hey!" He says, and you peak out enough that he sees your eye.

"Yeah, you. You okay? do you need me to call somebody or..can you come out here?" He says, giving you a one up. You step out and edge closer to the bench, being very cautious because he could be someone from the lab.

"Are you okay? He whispers so he doesn't startle you. You nod slightly and stand just infront of the seat. He notices you're tensing your hands and focusing on his metal container before him. You're struggling to use your power. It's been weak since you left the lab. He just assumes you're cold, though.

"Oh! you must be freezing wearing only that in minus 4 weather. Cmere!" He says, taking off his jacket and walking round the table towards you. He leans to put the jacket on you, but you flinch and step back.

"Hey, nono it's okay, here, sorry." He noticed how you flinched and decided to just hand you the jacket. You take it out of his hands and put your arms in the sleeves.

"Hey why don't I take you to my house? well- it's not a house it's more of a mini house. Anyway, you look freezing and it's supposed to snow tonight and I can't just leave you out here. If you'd feel more comfortable you can sit in the back of my car so you don't have to be that close to me." He rambles, clearly trying to make it known you're safe and he isn't even gonna breathe without making sure you're okay with that.

"No..no. okay. I sit in with you." You speak, trying to make yourself sound tougher to no avail. "Oh! oh you can speak. okay! Great, just this way, uh..your name?" He's shocked you can speak, he actually kinda thought you were an homeless exchange student.

"..I'm y/n. You're?" I whisper.

"right! my apologies. Eddie, Eddie munson." He says, wrapping an arm around you to keep you steady.

"..Munson?" You mumble, struggling to say the word a little.

"Yeah..its like..a second name. If there was three Eddie's in a line, and they all looked like me but have different last names, you'd know which one was me because they don't have munson as their last name. You..uh do you understand that?" He struggles to find a way to explain a last name, who knew it'd be hard to explain such a simple thing. You think about it for a second before saying

"Makes..sense." He gives you a soft smile before realising he left his metal box

"Oh! shit, sorry, I left my box . I'll be right back." He says, removing his arm from around you but you catch his wrist.

"No, wait. Let me..." You whisper, he's clearly confused but stops. You close your eyes and take a deep breath before focusing all your attention on the box. It starts rattling, shaking almost. It begins to slowly and shakily make its way towards you.

"WOAH! woah what the fuck?!" He says, practically flying backwards towards his car. His reaction startles you and you flinch and the box drops on the floor about halfway. You step back towards a tree and lean against it.

"Wait, sorry, Im just..I've.. never quite seen something like that before." He whispers the last bit as he bends down to pick up his box.

"Come on back, It's okay. I'm sorry I shouted , just surprised. Cmere, you're safe." He says, reaching a hand out to you. which you look at before you slowly take it.

"Safe?" You mumble.

"Yeah..yeah safe. You know what it means?" He replies, looking at you.

You nod "I know..never felt."

He left out a soft 'ah'.

You're now in his car about 4 to 5 minutes away from his trailer. Without him realising , you take the metal box and open it up . You see a little bag with..balled up grass? in it. You smell it and immediately let out a huff due to the extreme smell. Weird smelling grass. Eddie glances over, double taking when he realises what you have.

"Woahhwoah. careful with that, it's not even mine- here give it, I'll put it back later." He says, switching to one hand to drive the car and the other is reaching for the bagged up green ball.

You hand it to him, and he shoves it in his back pocket as he pulls into his trailer. He steps out whilst you're still trying to get out, forgetting you have a seat belt on. He opens you door and realises you haven't taken your belt off. he chuckles softly before leaning over you, making you wonder what he was doing so you lean down too, you hear a soft -click- He leans back up not knowing you leant down too so your noses practically brush together. He makes a sly glance at your lips to your eyes before removing your belt and softly taking your hand in his to step you out the vehicle. He walks you into his trailer, sitting you down softly on the couch.

"Do you have any injuries? like um..cuts? or scratches?" He asks, standing back upright. You nod and lift up your shirt a little to reveal a cut, not heavily bleeding but still needs to be taken care of.

"Okay, im gonna go grab some clothes and a first aid kit, stay here, look around, just don't leave , kay?" He says, giving a look towards the door. You softly nod and he walks towards his bedroom. You stand up and begin to look at a bunch of tapes.

there's some words on them you've never seen or heard them. meta-llica? Iron mayden? goodness knows. he walks back out looking towards the couch seeing your not there and snaps his head towards the door thinking you left but seeing you kneeling in the corner with a bunch of tapes. He let's out a soft laugh

"I see you found my music." His voice makes you flinch a little. "Here, the bathroom is just there. You can wear these until we get you some girl clothes. Unless you like those. sure we could find you some." You nod and walk towards the bathroom, turning around and shutting it. You slip on what he's given you, some black pants and a shirt that says.. Black..sab-beth? How have you never heard these words before? Weird. You walk out and eddie smiles at seeing you in his clothes because they're huge on you. "Here..May I?" He says, gesturing to your bottom half. You turn your head and lift up your arms thinking he was gonna take your shirt off.

He softly reaches towards the joggers and rolls them so they're not as big. His fingers grazes softly on your hips, they're cold so it makes you twitch a little. He let's out a soft sorry.

"Sit, gotta clean up that cut or it'll get infected." He sounds, patting the couch. you do as he said and opened your legs a little so he could reach the cut on your stomach.

"Okay, good job. Could you hold your shirt up to about..there? please. thank you." He says, lifitng your shirt softly so he can gain access to the cut better.

"this might hurt." He whispers before patting a alcohol cloth on the cut. You gasp and grab his arm, pushing him away slightly.

"Sorry! Sorry. just a little more. you're doing really good." You make your hold less tight and let him do what he's gonna do.

As he's doing that he begins to speak. "Hey..um. if you don't mind me asking, how did you do that? back there. The whole...floaty..thing. Whatever it was." You shrug.

"I was a in a lab, put in a water tube, with a funny hat on with strings attached and I saw things. Trained me to move things without touching. There is others...Was." You mumble, correcting yourself. His eyebrows raise slightly.

"They did tests on you?" He asks, leaning back because he finished. You just stare at him, making him realise you don't know how bad that is.

"Right..anyway, you're all bandaged up. I'll change it tomorrow. Until then, is there something you wanna do?" You glance around, tapes catching your eye again. you stand up and walk towards them, trying to find one that matches the words on your shirt.

You eventually find one called "Black sabbeth: Paranoid." You hand it to Eddie, pointing to your shirt.

"The same." you spoke.

He nods with big grin. "Yeah! they're the same. You wanna listen?"

He asks, taking it out of your hands. You nod and he walks over to put the tape in, turning the volume down to 11 so it's not too loud for you. You sit down on the couch, waiting for the song to begin, he joins you and it begins. After a few seconds, maybe 10 or 20, you bop your head along. getting the rhythm. He laughs whilst looking at you.

"Bitchin', right?" He smiles.

You stare for a few seconds before returning the soft smile.

"Bitchin'."

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thank you for your request, lauren! always a pleasure to write for you. Hope I did it justice! also no that is not how i spell or say those metal bands. I was doing it in a way that makes it sound like the reader is trying to sound it out in her head!

[wicked-jade]

Non sarò a casa per Natale per le richieste fanfiction, grazie

Grazie per la domanda! 💖💖💖

My favorite scene

This one's hard because it isn't finished, and technically speaking, I haven't written my favorite scene in "I Won't Be Home for Christmas" yet. But of what is written, I would have to say the scene in the jail, where Daniel is drunkenly flirting with Johnny and Bobby starts to realize there's something more going on between them. LawRusso banter is always fun, but adding Bobby to that mix was a breath of fresh air.

My favorite chapter (if it's a multichapter)

So far, it's probably Chapter 4. Drunk Daniel is a lot of fun!

Hardest scene to write

Also all the drunk Daniel scenes, lol. They're my favorites because I love a good role reversal, but they're very tricky to write for the same reason. I'm used to writing Daniel as the sort of straight man to all of Johnny's antics. And that fic flips everything on it's head, because Daniel is the hot mess, and Johnny is the sober, responsible party, trying to keep everything together. So it's been a fun challenge, trying to reverse their usual roles while still keeping them (hopefully) in character.

Favorite character to write in the fic

Bobby, just because I don't get to write him all that often, and it's interesting to get his perspective on Johnny and Daniel's relationship. Because he's one of the few people that was there at the very beginning of it all, but he also sort of exists on the periphery of the current story. So he has a unique way of looking at their situation.

Favorite dynamic to write in the fic

Sober Johnny and Drunk Daniel are a lot of fun. But it's also nice, writing Johnny and Bobby. I like exploring their friendship, and it's sweet for Johnny to have someone who is 100% in his corner.

Why I chose that title

I was struggling to come up with a concept for my Secret Santa fic, so I put on an old punk Christmas playlist I had. One of the first songs that came up was "I Won't Be Home for Christmas" by Blink-182. And it's just... the most Johnny Lawrence Christmas song ever. Like, I could perfectly imagine this song happening to him. 😂

A fun fact about the fic

The next song that came up on that playlist was "Merry Christmas (I Don't Want to Fight Tonight)" by the Ramones. Which also features in an upcoming chapter.

Between those two songs, I knew I wanted to write a Christmas in jail fic. And I knew I wanted Bobby to have to bail them out. But I also didn't want to write a predictable story, where Johnny gets drunk and does something stupid and lands himself and Daniel in jail. So that's where the role reversal element came from.

And so the story was born! This is one of those rare cases where the title actually came first, and I built the story around it.

[embyrinitalics]

Hi, I'm a HUGE fan of you and your work! I think my favourite so far is Selfless. You constructed everything perfectly with his identity issue to his addiction. As a writer, if I may ask, how do you know just how you can write around intercations and actions without it growing tiresome? I always end up too straightforward or too redundant so I was hoping for some pointers if it's something you learned. And another thing is how you always find the words and metaphors to explain something. I always find myself unable to explain the feelings and sensations or just plucking it from another story somewhere. Is it because of experience, something you learned, or does it just come to you eventually? Sorry for all the questions. I'd be really happy if you could provide me with some pointers or stuff you learned because your writing truly boggles my mind more than I honestly wished it would lol. Have a nice dayy!!

YOU ARE SO INCREDIBLY KIND! 😭 Thank you! I'm so glad you liked Selfless. And someone liking my stuff enough to ask for WRITING ADVICE? 🤯😍😭 I'm a wreck over here.

I know every writer is different and what has worked well for me might be extremely unhelpful to someone else, but I'll try my best!

If a scene feels tiresome it might be because it lacks purpose. Without a clear direction to move in, it's easy to write yourself in circles. Having the foundations of your scene clearly in mind, like what your characters are feeling going into it, what they will learn/how their opinions or attitude will shift as a result of this exchange, and the end goal that will mark the end of the scene, can help keep the pace appropriately brisk and the interaction meaningful. As a "discovery writer," I often find myself asking those questions halfway into a scene (or even after it's written), which can lead to a lot of editing or even just erasing paragraphs that aren't contributing. If you can answer those questions before you get started, that's great; but if you're like me and have characters that often surprise you with their reactions, there's nothing wrong with editing or rewriting the scene to include what you've learned along the way.  

If a scene feels too straightforward it might help to inject a little subtlety. Showing how someone is feeling rather than telling can breathe a lot of life into a paragraph. (Not "She felt happy," but "She smiled so hard her eyes crinkled.") Introducing a third unrelated element for your character's feeling to manifest towards is also a neat trick I've been playing with recently that can add another layer of depth. (She bought a pie she's excited to eat when she gets home, but after something disappointing happens, she no longer wants to eat the pie.)  

If a scene feels redundant it might help to trust your audience more. Writing is among the most participatory art forms in that your reader's imagination is going to supply a lot of what you don't say. Over-explaining not only leads to rambling paragraphs but can also inhibit your storytelling. Let your reader infer things. Leave them breadcrumbs in your characters actions (drifting eyes, twitching fingers) or in the unsaid (like in Selfless, when Zelda says, "The moon looks beautiful tonight," and Link scoffs, "You think so?"). On the sentence level, less is usually more. Because I'm wordy, I can almost always cut a good third of the words in my sentence with no impact on clarity. Especially look out for overused whisker words (however, still, and, but, yet, etc) or qualifiers that aren't adding anything ("She smiled at him" vs "She smiled").  

That brings us to metaphors, which I struggle with immensely so I'm both flattered and shocked that you like mine. 😂 Of course skills inevitably improve with practice and I think aging in general helps (more life experiences = more to pull from), but two things I consciously try to work in are character perspective and mouthfeel. Character perspective: Dryad!Link is a tree, so he sees the world through the lens of nature, plants, the seasons, and the like, so as my narrative character his metaphors will likely pull from those sources. Huntsman!Link is a hunter, so he's more likely to think in terms of snares, traps, weapons, prey animals, stealth, a kill, and so on. Obviously this works best with a close narrative character, but it's a good trick for adding cohesion with the environment of the scene or story as well. Mouthfeel: Aligning the emotional undercurrent of the metaphor with the image usually works better for me than worrying so much about literal parallelism. Do I want this metaphor to feel melancholic, bright, hopeful, uncomfortable, creepy? Really clinging to that and running with it can lead to some unexpected (and sometimes illogical) places. I once wrote a line, "slipping through front-tooth gaps in time like pond water through soft-cupped hands," and my first inclination was to erase it because I thought "front-tooth gaps in time" didn't make any sense. But it felt like what I wanted to say, so I left it, and now it's one of my favorite little lines I've ever written. So. Don't be afraid to run with the feeling and see where it leads!

WOW THAT IS A BOOK 😂 Sorry for rambling, but apparently I like to talk craft! 🤪 If you ever want some more personalized feedback feel free to send me a DM! Thank you so much for the ask! 🥰

[suedoughnim]

Grocery Shopping Tomorrow

I wanted to be more healed up before I ventured out. But I'm just going to suck it up and wear a mask. (Not supposed to wear glasses for any length of time due to my nose still healing.) I am very, very fair and still have some very purple bruises around my eyes. The surgeon warned me (he was RIGHT, 😂).

But, if you struggle with being able to breathe through your nose like I did (it was like breathing through a straw), I cannot tell you how wonderful it is to BREATHE! All those crime dramas I love to watch, it occurred to me every time someone had duct tape over their mouth that if that ever happened to me, I would DIE because I couldn't breathe through my broken, crooked nose. But now I can!!! Sooooooooo worth it! 👍🏻 😃

Been working on my lists (two stores tomorrow) and ordered a few things from Amazon thanks to some recs here. 💖

Exercised for the first time tonight since my surgery on June 7. Just walking and yoga. Want to get my stretch on before I lose all my flexibility. No intense cardio yet, which I'm bummed about, I'll have lost conditioning by the time I can run intervals again. 😩

But everything in its own time. I'll get there! 🧚🏻‍♀️

[eureka-its-zico]

Hiiiiiii, it's me, Gouda 🧀 anon, but I am not on anon! lol I sorted out my Trumblr from all the cringy shit from years ago finally so I don't have to be embarrassed what I have on here haha (I saw you said you've been on Tumblr since 2015, well I've been on here since probably 2009 and yeah... Had to go down the memory lane and it was a bit cringe 😂)

I saw your message that Chapter 4 will be posted tonight and the giddy feelings that I felt, boy oh boy... Could barely contain myself in my chair!

This has been such a lovely update! It was amazing to see more interactions between Doc and Zoro. And his POV is just *chef's kiss*. It really helps to see that there's more to each of them than the other sees. And honestly, Zoro is being stupid because he can fulfil his promise and still get Doc so... *side eye* lol

I am honestly so curious to see what you have planned going forward: with Doc and Straw Hats AND Doc and Zoro. And if you grace us with even more Zoro POV to see his inner battle - I will devour it 😂

Also, I have to say - him bringing the beer and him bringing back the flower as an apology were one of my favourite parts in this chapter. Especially this one:

What he wouldn’t tell you, is because they only grew at certain times and usually in the snow, it made them one of the most resilient flowers because they could grow under any conditions. 

ALSO, oh my God, this interaction in particular too:

“What do I gotta do to hear one of these world-famous Doc jokes?” He waited until his face was neutral to look back at you. Both hands rested on his swords as he watched you fill the bottle to the brim and place it securely inside your satchel.  “For that kind of service? You have to be dying.”

We know what happens later and now I will wait with baited breath for doesn't matter how many chapters to see whether Doc actually says that joke 😂

I also love the ending, the fact that Nami is considerate enough to offer for Doc something to wear. It's a small interaction though I would think that it gives them a small part to bond to some extent ❤

As always, an amazing update and I am so happy to see these two continue to bond, even if they are both acting silly now. Really curious and excited for the next part to see how Doc reacts to Sanji and maybe even how Zoro reacts if Sanji flirts with Doc?! 😂

I have so many feelings to this story, I have to admit, I read Chapter 3 five times. Then I went to read Chapter 2. And then I read all chapters from the first one before this update because I have an insane amount of brain rot for OPLA Zoro and it's been consuming me this week 😂🙃 Also, because it's been bringing me joy and making me smile at a time in my life where I'm feeling a bit lost.

Sending you so much love and thank you for the update. I had a shit week so this has been such a mood booster that it is hard to put it into words how much I appreciate you and how happy I am that I discovered you and Chaos in Their Bones.

Hope you're having a lovely weekend, Jenn ❤

Osiyo my Gouda 🧀 Nonnie turned to my cheesy!! I am so happy to hear from you! The fact you did an intense cleansing of your tumblr makes me feel like I should probably do the same BUT 2009, you say?!? My bestie started a tumblr around that time too, I believe. What was it like? Was it wild? Lol

It makes me so happy to know you enjoyed the updated chapter! I was honestly very nervous about it cause I wrote it starting yesterday around 5 pm and finished by roughly 9:30 am. I just knew that once Sanji was introduced the story was going to be a bit more hefty, per say. There is the drinking scene, and I wanted Doc and Nami to have some time together, because she deserves a good wholesome friendship, okay?!

I’m so glad you love Zoro’s POV! It always makes me nervous because he is such a moody baby, but also extremely devoted to keeping his word/promises. I thought it was important to show his side and struggle, because he is so devoted to fulfilling his promise that I can envision him being completely blinded by that determination. I mean, look how he responds to poor Nami 😩😩

Oh man, we know Sanji flirts with EVERY woman lol so flirting is definitely implied and I may or may not have already pre-written the dialogue for most of that scene 🤣

I cannot believe you’ve reread Chaos in Their Bones so many times! But also, I completely understand why you would after reading the rest of your message. It is an absolute honor and a privilege to be a part of something that is bringing you joy in a time when you feel like it is most needed. I always look forward to your reviews and to see how you liked chapters. It means a lot to me to see your 🧀 in my ask box. I am incredibly sorry this week wasn’t any good, but just know I am sending you lots of love and good vibes that hopefully next week is better than this one. Sending you virtual hugs and Much Love 🖤

[mountttmase]

Helloooo blueberries 🤭🤭🤭🩷🌺

It was only Wednesday yet you felt like it had been the longest week in your existence. You were tired, fed up and were in the mood for some comfort however the only person you were seeking said comfort from wasn’t home yet. MY MOOD OF THE DAY😭😂

‘Mason! What the fuck’ you shouted as he practically double over with laughter. Holding onto his stomach as he lent into the door frame to steady himself and you couldn’t help but smile a little bit too even though your heart was beating out of your chest. HE LOVES SCARING PEOPLE

‘Same old same old’ he shrugged, kissing your forehead sporadically. ‘They had fifa set up on this massive screen and I had a game with Madders. I won’ he winked as you smiled into his neck at his cockiness. AHHAHAHA HE IS SOO PROUD OF HIMSELF

He didn’t say another word, just tilted your head back and kissed you forcefully, practically knocking the wind out of you as his tongue invaded your mouth. You were struggling to breath a little bit as he devoured you and you were close to pushing him off so you could get some air when he pulled back, separating from you completely before rolling you onto your front quickly and with force. WELL MOUNT CALM DOWN

‘Blueberries!’ OPS

He looked petrified and full of guilt as he looked back at you but also full of confusion so you quickly moved over to him, sitting in his lap and cupping his jaw as you stroked over his cheeks. He kept his hands by his side as he was clearly still unsure as to what was going on and he didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable but when you pulled him into a hug he wrapped his arms around you tightly. HE IS SOOO SCARED, POOR BOY

‘Of course, I’m sorry I shouldn’t of just jumped right in like that I should of double checked. I just got a bit ahead of myself but that’s no excuse’ he told you, kissing over your cheeks as he rubbed his hands up and down your arms gently. ‘Are you sure you’re okay? I really am sorry I feel awful’ HE FEELS SOOOO BAD 😭😭

‘You want me to come and sort her out for you?’ He joked and you shook your head with a giggle. AHHAHAHA, NO TO VIOLENCE MOUNT

‘Yeah, all I’ve thought about is having you next to me. I need some looking after’ you laughed and you felt him smile onto your skin. OPS🤭🤭

ALL THIS SMUT WAS SOOOOOO SOFT

He walked back through the door seconds after, a few bottles of water tucked under one arm and a tub of your favourite ice cream with two spoons in his hand. He looked a little bit shy as you made eye contact with him but he padded over to his side of the bed and got himself under the covers before patting your side of the bed for him to join you. ICE CREAMMMM

‘Don’t’ you laughed, cutting him off as you knew he was about to blame himself for earlier and you wanted to let him know you’d moved on and forgotten about it. ‘It’s okay honestly. I’m fine, we’re fine. Let’s just forget about it’ LOVELY GIRL

‘I know but it’s not fine really. I don’t want you to brush it under the carpet’ he told you softly. ‘I’ll remember to check with you next time’ he smiled and you gave him a soft nod to let him know it was all in the past before he let you rant about work some more and he showed you some pictures of tonight’s event. YES BABY, EXACTLY

‘I’m trying to get to sleep, Mase. We don’t want to attract all the local dogs and have them howling along with you’ AHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH DEAD

I LOVED THAT THE FIRST TIME I READ IT AND I LOVED IT NOW🤭😌

Omg I loved writing this one, I think it was important he took accountability and didn’t let her brush it under the carpet like she wanted to

And I’m glad you like the dog line I was quite proud of that 😂🩷