#wow I haven’t done something like this in forever

[hypeboymp3]

bestie @ancientcitystyle tagged me in a comfort movie thing so to relive the days of when I was like… actively social on here (and bc ily) im sharing mine!

rules: post your top 10 comfort movies and tag 10 people to post theirs

tbh i very rarely watch films these days but these bring me joy (maybe not DITD but I love it anyway)

tagging my divas ummmm @antifragilemp3 @judyfartland @stormesandshowers @whiteteethteens @sntg @barebacktothefuture @mintmilano @lucillesballs @littlesoulking @plystation and whomstever else wants to do this

[floral-hex]

woke up at 4am feeling the weight of my life crushing me, so I’ve been sitting out in my car for the last couple of hours because I just need. to. be. somewhere else.

[livwritessometimes]

loml - Max Verstappen

: Max Verstappen x Singer!reader

: Max and Y/n’s relationship was legendary…but it also was momentary

: Series Masterlist

: Main Masterlist

: Author's Note - After every fic i feel like wow this is the longest fic i have ever written...ya this! is probably the longest fic i have ever written!!

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(set in 2018)

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Y/n was standing near the Red Bull garage when she spotted Max returning for his interviews. Without a second thought, she launched herself into his arms.

“Ahhhhh, I’m so proud of you!!! I feel like I haven’t said that enough,” she smiled as she pulled away from him. “You have, but it’s okay. I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that,” Max said as he looked at her as if her eyes held all the stars in the sky.

Max was aware that by now they would have cameras on them; the Red Bull team loved to capture any interaction between the couple. Ignoring all of that, Max pulled her close and kissed her.

For Y/n, all of this was very new; her last relationship hadn't been this public. The privacy of it all was something that was exciting at first, but after a while, it felt suffocating. When she met Max, she felt aglow like she had never felt before. It was only a matter of time before she knew that Max was the one for her.

And it wasn't easy; they were both slowly gaining more recognition, and people were ready to pick them apart. But as she watched Max celebrate his first Grand Prix win of the season in Austria, all the struggles felt worth the effort.

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"I have a story to tell you regarding the last song of the night," said Y/n as the crowd erupted in cheers. She smiled brightly before continuing, "A few years ago, I did not believe in love, not in the way I do now. Have you guys ever met someone who feels so right that all you want is to be close to him forever and ever?"

"Being with them feels like breathing, like something you've done your whole life. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, Lover," Y/n said as she made eye contact with Max. Slowly, the intro starts playing, but all Max could look at was Y/n, in all her element, looking back at him.

If the world were to end tomorrow, Max would have died a happy man. Lost in their little universe, the two failed to notice all the fans that captured this beautiful moment between the couple. Racing can take up a lot of Max's time, and he's not proud of the fact that a lot of times it comes at the stake of their relationship. But right here, right now, all he could focus on was Y/n.

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Yourname: I'm so happy that you were able to make it!! thank you so much for coming, it means a lot to me Max <3

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-> it is so nice to see Max at your concert!!! your entire face lit up when you saw him, i hope you guys stay like this forever ✨

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Yourname: So proud of how far we’ve come, Maxiee!!! From being just a bunch of kids who wanted to make a name for themselves and achieve their goals to finally living their dream life, I couldn’t have done it without you by my side 💖

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maxverstappen1: Couldn't have done it without you as well Schat 💙

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bffname: Cuties!!! Can't wait to meet you guys <3

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The entire party, all Y/n could do was check her phone. She felt guilty; it was bffname's day, and it was supposed to be special, yet here she was feeling sad for herself. From the corner of her eye, bffname could see Y/n in the corner of the room, nursing her 4th drink of the night.

"You can leave, you know. I won't feel bad," said bffname. Y/n looked up from her phone immediately, as if she were caught doing something she wasn't supposed to. "No, no, it's not like that. I want to be here; it's your 23rd birthday; I wouldn't miss it for the world," said Y/n. "You know you can fool anyone you want, but you can never fool me. I know you like the back of my hand," said bffname. "If you want to go to Max, it's okay; you being able to make it was more than enough."

Y/n felt her eyes tearing up a little; even after being a horrible friend, bffname was still understanding. "I'm so sorry; I have been a shitty friend, and yet you are here checking on me rather than celebrating," Y/n said as she finally felt a few droplets stream down her face.

"See, I know that you and Max haven't been in the best place, but it's okay. I know it's scary; you have been with him for so long that even the idea of losing him is scary," bffname said as she wiped a few tears off of Y/n's face. "Just don't lose yourself while trying to save your relationship."

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F1gossip: Red Bull driver Max Verstappen and singer/songwriter Y/n L/n were seen fighting outside by some of the paps. It was noticed that Verstappen had come to pick up L/n from a party (Bffname Bfflastname's birthday celebration). The two were seen arguing, and it is even believed that L/n was under the influence of alcohol. Verstappen was seen comforting L/n, but much to his attempts, L/n was not budging. Later on, Verstappen was seen shouting at L/n. It ended with Verstappen getting in the car and storming off, leaving a teary-eyed L/n behind. It is believed that the couple might have called it quits after dating for 2 years. This news has not been confirmed by either Verstappen or L/n. Check out our website for more updates on the Verstappen-L/n fight.

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User75: Nooo whyyyy???? they were so happy tho...

-> User09: ikrrr bffname had commented on yourname's post too! She was so excited to meet them. What happened?

User20: I'm not believing any of this until I see either of them confirm the breakup. They are happily dating, and this never happened ^^

-> User11: @/User20 check twt

(set in 2019)

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F1gossip: 6 months after their breakup, Max Verstappen and Y/n L/n were spotted together in Miami. The two seemed to be having a good time at the beach under the warm Miami sun. A close source to Verstappen reveals that the two have been seeing each other for a few months now. This is the first time the pair were spotted together after their public breakup. Both Verstappen and L/n have been doing well in their career paths ever since their breakup. Verstappen has won 2 Grand Prix so far and has seen a massive improvement in this performance as compared to last year, whereas L/n has recently released her 3rd studio album, with all the songs making it into the Billboard Hot 100. Only time will tell whether the two are in it for the long run or whether they call it quits again.

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User02: I'M NO LONGER A CHILD OF DIVORCE 🙌🏻

-> User59: I just hope they make it work this time!!!

User76: Not to be like that, but this will either give us the best love song of the summer or the most gut-wrenching song ever to exist

Y/n smiled as she put her phone down and looked back at Max. Both of them had decided to take a quick trip to Miami. "Do you think we'll have kids?" Max asked so nonchalantly that Y/n had to ask again to make sure she heard him right, "What?" "Do you think we'll have kids later on in life?" Max repeated. "I think I would like to have a girl," Max continued as he looked out at the sea. Amused, Y/n asked, "Oh, really? and why is that?" "I feel like a girl is easy to manage; you know, there are less chances that she'll end up like me," Max said before adding, "Plus, she'll look like you, so you know she is gonna have everyone wrapped around her little finger."

Max looked back at Y/n with a cheeky smile to see her already looking back at him with a look that conveyed nothing but pure love. "I think you'd be a great dad; even if we have a son, and if he becomes even half the man you are, then we did a great job raising him," Y/n said as she ran her hands through Max's hair. "I've not had the best example growing up; I mean, I know my dad wasn't the best, but had he not made all the sacrifices he did back then, I would not have been here. 'Max Verstappen, Star of Red Bull' I would have been a loser," Max said as he closed his eyes, soaking in his surroundings. It felt nice, peaceful even, being away from everything.

"A loser who I'd still love," Y/n said as she pulled Max closer. "Even if you do not have anything with you, you will always have me," she added. "Oh, don't you worry about that; I plan on keeping you by my side forever," Max said. "You just wait till I put a ring on that finger; after that, you can't leave me, even if you wanted to," he added. "I wouldn't dream of it," Y/n said before getting up and running towards the water. Their laughter filled the air as Max got up and chased after her, pulling her into the water with him.

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Max should be happy; he should feel all the joy in the world; he finished 3rd in the standings after all, yet the smile did not reach his eyes. He looked around the party thrown to celebrate his and the team's victory and saw Y/n talking to one of the engineers. Max couldn't help but let the bittersweet thought take over his mind. He hated himself for thinking these things, but ever since he got back with Y/n, his season hasn't been goin- "She seems nice, Y/n, I mean," breaking his chain of thoughts, Max looked at his father. "Huh, oh ya," said Max as he took a sip of his drink.

"But she's not right for you; before you got back with her, everything was going in your favor, and look at you now; you're 3rd on the list. You can do better, Max," said Jos as he went to talk to other people at the party. Max hated his father for being critical about his relationship, but he hated himself more because he himself had thought about this.

So one cancelled date becomes two, and before Max knew it, he was constantly blowing off Y/n. In fact, if he comes to think of it, this is probably the first time the two have been out together in a month. So lost in his thought, Max did not notice a sad Y/n slipping from the party.

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F1gossip: Is it finally over between Verstappen and L/n? Y/n L/n was seen leaving the Red Bull celebration a little early. The singer seemed to be upset as she left the building. One of the workers at the party informed us that the two did not spend much time together. Verstappen and L/n, who have not been spotted out in public in a month, were seen entering the party together a few hours ago, and that was the last of it. We got information from a close source to the couple that things have been rocky between the two. According to the source, Verstappen considers his relationship with L/n a distraction, which led to him not performing to the best of his abilities after the summer break. Verstappen has only won one Grand Prix ever since L/n confirmed that the two were back together via an Instagram Story. It seems like it is finally time to bury the hatchet in the Verstappen-L/n love story.

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User23: Honestly their constant on and off is annoying at this point, like make up your mind already ffs

User99: I mean, it's not like Max is wrong...ever since they got back together, he hasn't been doing his best, and that is pretty evident

(set in 2020)

Y/n knew that this was wrong. She knows that she can't keep running back to Max after he shows up, making the same promises again and again. At this point, Y/n can probably narrate it in her sleep: "I promise I'll change," "We are meant to be," "You're the love of my life; I can't lose you." Yet she believed him every single time. How could she not? They have been through so much together. How could she let go of all this history because things have been rocky between them?

Lost in her trail of thoughts, Y/n did not realize that she had reached the venue. It was when she felt her side of the door open that she looked up to find a dazzling Max looking back at her. He was glowing; having just won the 70th anniversary GP, Max looked like he would burst from happiness. Y/n couldn't help but match his smile.

They both slowly made their way through the red carpet, posing for pictures. As they reached the entrance, she felt Max fidgeting. "What's wrong?" she asked as she reached for his hand. Max laced his finger with her before saying, "Nothing; it's just that this is my first win of the season. I thought that this year would have been my year, but would you look at how it all turned out to be?" Y/n nodded at Max to continue, "I never thought I would spend so much time at home because of the pandemic, and I never thought that all that time alone would make me realize how much I have missed you," Max said before looking at Y/n. "Every second without you feels like I'm suffocating; you're like a breath of fresh air. Every time I look at you, I feel like all the stars in the sky are nothing compared to you," said Max as he caressed Y/n's cheek.

Y/n didn't know how to describe this feeling. Standing in front of her was a boy she had known for a long time, a boy who always wanted to prove his worth to his father, a boy who sacrificed so much to achieve his dreams, a boy who was simply madly in love with her.

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Yourname: ...and at every table, I'll save you a seat 💙

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maxverstappen1: I love you

-> Yourname: I love you too Max

User77: Y/n I love you sweetheart, but noooo why are you back with Max

-> User62: shut up! you're just jealous of what they have

-> User77: tf no, I am concerned about her! Every time they get back together, I feel like Y/n looks less and less happy

-> User22: can we stop all of this and just appreciate how hot they both look 🔥

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F1: Max Verstappen out of the Sakhir Grand Prix on lap 1. Trying to avoid Sergio Perez, who was hit by Charles Leclerc at turn 4, Verstappen ended up on the gravel, crashing into the tire barrier. This is the 4th time this season Verstappen has not been able to finish a race. With one race left, Verstappen's chances of winning the world championship seem a little out of reach at the moment. We can only hope for the best for the Dutchman.

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User71: Then you guys say that him getting back with Y/n has nothing to do with his performance!!

-> User04: Shut up that has got nothing to do with Y/n

-> User71: whatever you say 🤷🏻‍♀️ the evidence is right there but okay ignorance is bliss i guess

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F1gossip: All's well that ends well, but not for Y/n L/n. It seems like Max Verstappen has finally ended things for good between the both of them. This news comes after L/n was seen leaving their shared apartment with boxes of her belongings. The two have also since unfollowed each other on Instagram. Although many members of the Red Bull team, including team principal Christian Horner and wife Geri Halliwell, still continue to follow the singer, it is safe to say that their ship has officially sailed. Check out our website to see their entire relationship timeline.

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User22: Not the admin using lyrics from Lover

-> User48: I was thinking the same thing, like, "All's well that ends well to end up with you" i- 😀

User01: FINALLYYY I'm telling you all next year is gonna be Max's year!! I CAN FEEL IT!!!!

(set in 2021)

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redbullracing: OUR CHAMPION!!! LET'S GO MAX 🦁🏆

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User01: I TOLD YOU ALL IT WAS GONNA BE MAX'S YEAR!!! HE FINALLY WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP 🏆🏆

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User11: I'm really happy for Max, but did he just confirm his relationship with Kelly Piquet!!! who, may I add, has a CHILD!!!!!!!

-> User67: Ikrrrrr like I'm sorry, but he was with Y/n for such a long time, and now he has a new girl and a child in his life??? This was supposed to be him and Y/n!!!!

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F1gossip: Y/n L/n was spotted outside for the first time since the news of Max Verstappen dating Brazilian model Kelly Piquet came out. L/n was seen sitting alone in a park, drinking beer. It is believed that this park was one that Verstappen and L/n used to visit a lot with Verstappen's cats. Many bystanders have said that the singer looked lost in her thoughts as she continued sipping her drink. It seems that everyone had believed the two would be back together by the end of the season when pictures of Verstappen with a mysterious woman surfaced, but much to everyone's surprise, the woman in the pictures is now believed to be Piquet. I guess we can say with certainty that Verstappen-L/n has officially come to an end.

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User03: Why are you so obsessed with Y/n? it's so annoying. They broke up; let her be!!

User56: Ofc she's salty now that Max has a good woman by his side. She'll just do about anything to get his attention, wouldn't she?

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Yourname: I had taken some time off from everything - my music, my fans, my friends, even my family. I was at a place where I felt something I had never felt before. People tell you that there will come a time in everyone's life where you will feel absolutely lost, like you don't know what to do with your life now, and it is very easy to say that with time you'll get through it and find your way again. What everyone fails to mention is how lonely this time will feel. You have people who love you and want the best for you, yet you can't seem to get out of this hole you have dug up for yourself. Taking a break and going back to where I started my journey made me realize why I do what I do. I have never needed songwriting more than I did during this period of time. As I write this, I finally realize that this chapter of my life is over. I have no wounds that I need to heal, no bridges that I want to burn. As of today, I set this song free. It was mine once, and it's yours now. loml out at midnight.

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User55: Y/n wtffffff I was not prepared for this!!!!! Girl it's 2 PM YOU CAN'T JUST DROP THIS AND EXPECT ME TO BE FINE!!

bffname: I am so proud of you!!! words can't sum up how much I adore the person you have become 💕

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User91: waitttt is this about her situation with Max???

-> User40: I mean must be! who else would she be referring to as love of my life??

-> User91: true

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Yourname: I would like to thank all of my fans for the immense support they have shown me. Your kind words mean the world to me. Thank you for always accepting me the way I am and sticking with me, for better and for worse. I had the time of my life playing for you guys. I can't wait for more shows in the future 🩵

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User32: I still can't get over loml!!! what do you mean by "A con-man sells a fool a get-love-quick scheme"

-> User13: Are we gonna ignore "What we thought was for all time was momentary"!!!!!!!! I feel like someone stabbed me in my gallbladder and then poured detergent over it 🫨

User40: What do you mean by loml - love loss of my life 💔

User28: "Our field of dreams, engulfed in fire. Your arson's match, your somber eyes And I'll still see it until I die" that is because that dream is dead now :(

-> User13: They talked about having kids one day!!! and now he gets to live that life with someone else 🥲

-> User66: Y/n I hate the fact that you had to go through this. My ex passed away before we could start a life together. It sucks when you plan your entire future with someone and then they're just not there. And now it's just you, alone, in the house of your dreams that you both built for yourselves. I wish you all the strength and happiness that there is in this world!! 🤍

[bradleybeachbabe]

Ok so there is a serious shortage of Tim Bradford stuff on tumblr and the gasp i gusped when i saw you were taking requests was very big.

So how about him being his usual hard and grumpy self and his pregnant wife coming to the station angry about something and him turning into a big softie. Like she’s almost scolding him about something and the others staring like ‚who is this man?‘. Obviously Angela knows what’s up but the rookie are like 🫨

Thanks so much!!💗

here you go anon <3 hope i did you justice on this! also i really enjoyed writing this!

warnings: pregnancy, not beta read

a/n: i haven’t posted in blurbs in forever, so please bare with me on this!

you have been angry at the slightest things lately, whether it being how hot it is outside, not being able to put on your shoes, not having your favorite ice cream in your freezer, etc. the list could go on, and yet it could be to the fact that you’re seven months and half pregnant, because ever since you entered your third trimester the slightest things have been making you angry. and now you’re even angrier than you have been throughout your third trimester, and it’s all because the air conditioning has decided to stop working in your house, so with that being said you have decided to head down to the station to tell tim, your husband, all about it.

when you arrived at the station, you were lucky enough that you didn’t have to wait in the front lobby of the station for tim to come out and talk to you. the officer who was working at the front desk knew who you were, so you were able to just go to the back where all of the officers’ desks are, to find tim.

when you entered the back, you were lucky enough to find tim sitting at his desk, talking to angela about whatever. when you were walking over to where his desk was, angela spotted you.

“looks like you got some company,” angela nodded her head toward your direction.

tim turned his head and saw you waddling towards him.

“i’m gonna give you two some privacy,” angela said as she left tim’s desk and walked over to where john, lucy, and jackson were standing.

“who’s that?” jackson quipped when angela approached.

“tim’s wife, y/n,” angela answered.

“tim has a wife?” lucy, john, and jackson all asked at the time.

“yeah, they have been married for about three years now. and of course, they are now expecting their first baby in a few months.”

“wow, i did not know that,” lucy said.

“yeah, tim tends to keep his work and personal life separate,” angela said.

“hmm…now i’m wondering why she showed up to talk to tim,” lucy said.

“honestly, whatever it is, it’s gonna look good on his end,” angela smirked as she took a sip of her coffee.

“what are you doing here?” tim asked with a confused tone when you approached his desk. “is everything okay? is the baby okay?” he added.

“no, everything is not okay. the bright side is, that the baby is okay.”

“well, what’s wrong then?” tim asked.

“what’s wrong is that the air conditioning has stopped working at the house, and now i’m super hot, sweaty, i'm upset, and especially angry because of that,” you explained.

tim just looked at you with soft eyes. he felt bad for you. he hated seeing you angry and upset. he knew how irritated you could get whenever you’re hot.

“i can try and fix it when i get home later today,” tim stated.

“what time will you be home?” you questioned him.

“maybe around five, it all just depends if i can get all this paperwork done before that time.”

“oh,” you frowned.

tim sighed, “you want me to leave work right now, so then i can fix the air conditioning? don’t you?”

“please.”

you already knew what tim’s answer was gonna be. he wasn’t gonna, ‘no’ or anything like that. plus, if he did, most likely he would end up sleeping on the couch for the night.

“okay, i’ll leave right now,” tim said. “let me go inform sergeant grey that i’m gonna leave early.”

tim got up from his seat at his desk to head to sergeant grey office. and when he did get up, he quickly kissed your temple, and quickly laid one of his hands on your bump, before he walked off.

while you were waiting for tim to get back from sergeant grey’s office, you saw out of the corner of your eye, angela and by the looks of it, three rookies standing with her. the three rookies had shocking looks on their faces while angela couldn’t help herself from smirking. you already knew why angela had that smirk on her face. she already knew that tim has a huge soft side, and that soft side is only reserved for you, and your baby who is gonna be born in a few months. on the other hand, the rookies didn’t know tim’s soft side at all, so of course all of them had shocking looks on their faces.

“sergeant grey is okay with me going home early today,” tim said as he approached you.

“did he ask why you’re going home early today?”

“yes,” tim nodded his head.

“did he think your reason for leaving early was kinda odd and crazy,” you asked.

“yeah,” tim nodded. “but luckily he isn’t giving me a hard time about this,” he added.

“well, that’s good then.”

tim turned off his computer and pushed his desk car in, and you two walked out hand in hand with each other.

“told ya,” angela said as she walked off. while lucy, john, and jackson were still standing there with shocking looks on their faces, trying to gather the pieces together that tim has a soft side.

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[christinesficrecs]

Hi Christine, I know this is a long shot but long story short - lost my saves file a while ago and cannot find many of most favourite fics, I have countless quotes saved from them. I am sharing some with you in hopes people recognise the fics they're from if you post this. I will love you forever.

Derek’s first kiss in four years tastes like fresh-squeezed orange juice and makes his stomach flip like the drop in a rollercoaster. Stiles holds him close like he’s thanking him.

About the summer he spent in Ireland because there were pictures of his mom posed in various tourist sites at Dublin and Dingle and the Giant’s Causeway--places that he wanted to experience personally since he never got to ask her first-hand.

Derek looked at him for a moment, and wow, okay, this was why people wrote songs about love and painted pictures and wrote poetry, because he was pretty sure that he was falling in love with Derek Hale if only because of the guy's beautiful eyes and earnest expressions and his everything. God.

In some ways Stiles has done a lot of growing up since then, but a part of him thinks he’ll always be that scrawny, ridiculous kid at heart, whose greatest joys in life were Froot Loops, cheesy disco tunes, and masturbation.

Stiles gets back from his year abroad in Hungary with more muscles and the first of his tattoos, a knotted rope that runs the length of his spine.

Hey, Derek, can you do me a solid? Nothing serious, just, you know, screw my brains out, that’s all.

He meets Stiles’ gaze from where he's leaning against the back wall, his eyes catching glints of light amid the shadows. Certain people are just meant to live under the open sky.

Whatever he says afterwards, whatever happens between them, there will always be this, the long late afternoon with the sun skidding red in the west, and he will always know what Stiles looked like the first time someone filled him up to the hilt. There are no acrobatics. Nothing fancy happens. Derek feels like the ocean breaking helplessly on the shore, the tide rising, spilling him over.

there’s something about the shape of him, the way he’s huge and solid and beautiful and always thirty seconds away from admitting total defeat that rubs Stiles raw and tender.

“People are so exhausting,” he murmurs, and Stiles is glad to know it: that he isn’t people, that he counts as a kind of between places, maybe even as home.

Updating with the ones that magv1 found. Thank you!!!

Hot Single Dad Derek Hale by WhoNatural | 13.3K | Explicit

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^^^^^ #1 & 2

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^^^^^ #3

My Life is not a Horror Movie, Derek by DiscontentedWinter | 38.9K | Explicit

Stiles keeps dreaming of people in robes with knives. With chanting. In Latin. And he mentioned the knives, right? That can't be good.

^^^^^ #4

i need your sway by thatworldinverted | 11.1K | Explicit

Stiles always figured it would be Scott who saw him through his first heat. They pinky-swore on it, in fact, when they were eleven and newly-presented. There haven’t exactly been an abundance of offers between then and now.

What there is now, though, is the pack, and pack takes care of each other.

^^^^^ #6

Sucker Love by whiskey_in_tea | 17.9K | Explicit

Kate sits up and narrows her eyes at him. “Page 72,” she says. “Why I Plan to Wait, by Stiles Stilinski.”

The spread is hilariously cliched: a full page picture of a pale, pretty boy with a wide-eyed blonde girl walking on the beach, the two of them holding hands and staring into the waves, probably thinking wistfully of the sex they aren’t having. Derek skims the text briefly. “Speaking up about the importance of virginity!” he exclaims. “Reclaiming chastity a a masculine virtue. Our friend Stiles sure is brave.”

“See, I was thinking he might make an interesting challenge,” Kate says lazily. “And he’s surprisingly attractive, don’t you think? Such long fingers. And that mouth.”

^^^^^ #8

[rachetmath]

Jaune's Last Man

(Hi sorry this has been my head and I completely forgot about this so let me end this with a kicker. A rap you may say. If you need a recap or you don’t know what this is about....he links here.;

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/rachetmath/681709097493659648/ilia-blake-i-want-to-come-with-you-blake-ilia?source=share

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/rachetmath/683991434179805184/can-we-please-get-a-sequel-to-the-post-about-jaune?source=share

Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/rachetmath/688883250974916608/so-i-know-ow-you-said-you-dont-normally-do?source=share)

Jaune: Mercury.

Mercury: Vomit Boy. How’s it hanging?

Jaune: I’m doing fine.

Mercury: Really? I mean since you killed your friend. Your girlfriend dead. And Atlas. I would think you be in a site of depression.

Jaune: Yeah. Except I’m in state of rage.

Mercury; Oh.

Jaune: I mean I haven’t seen my family in years to where I can barely remember their faces. I watched thousands of innocent people die. I was betrayed by someone I wanted to call friend. All because of my stupidity.

Mercury: Wow finally admit it. You don’t know what your doing.

Jaune: Still don’t… but I’ll take my chances.

Mercury: So what are you going to do torture me.

Jaune: Haha no. Of course not. Ladies.

Neo and Ilia walks into the room. Neo before she took a seat on the table, she gives Jaune a kiss on cheeks while Ilia a has weapon to Mercury’s neck. Mercury was still shocked with Neo.

Jaune: Alright. Let us begin. I’m here to make a deal.

Mercury: A deal?

Jaune: You bet. I want you on my team.

Ruby: What?

Jaune: Yes.

Mercury: Why?

Jaune: We need someone like you on our side. Guys like you come in very short supply.

Mercury: That doesn’t give me much of a reason. Why should I give you allegiance?

Jaune: I’m willing to give something that can’t refuse.

Mercury: Please, your not even giving me a right to choose.

Jaune: *sigh* Ilia.

Ilia removes her weapon and sits down.

Jaune: Fine, I’ll play by rules. Look, I understand. Your father he was bad man. But brother he’s dead.

Mercury: I know.

Jaune: I know it was by own hands. I get it wasn’t easy but you fail to get-

Mercury: Is?

Jaune: That you can be better. So much clever. Do really want to stay in his shadow forever?

Mercury: Please. Who are you to judge me? If I recall correctly didn’t you cheat. You went to a school filled with talent. With nothing to show but empty promises and values. You talk a big game but you can’t measure up. Face it bud, your only here because of luck.

Jaune: …. ….

Mercury: Got nothing to say. Guess the fun is over. No more debates. I guess I’m done now prison await. Besides Salem offered me world on a plate what’s better than that?

Jaune: Okay, little man, so what’s your plan?

Mecury: What?

Jaune: Yeah, little man, what’s you plan?

Mercury: I mean-

Jaune: What’s your plan? Tell me, little man, what you gone do when you got the world in your hands? You get all money and get some respect. You make yourself sound like you really are a threat. Yes its true, your right about me. I did what it took to follow my dreams. But now look at me. I am all three. Money, Power and respect. A threat guaranteed. I lost many people but yet I still breath. Yet I still believe in what we can achieve.

Mercury: … … …. What are you saying to me?

Jaune: We’re nothing like them.

Mercury: What do you want from me?

Jaune: Show me your bravery. Leave it all BEHIND and make history.

Mercury: But I-

Jaune: You’re nothing like him.

Mercury: I’m-

Jaune: You can still be better.

Emerald: *burst in door* And if your not sure we can explore it together. We’ll have each other.

Jaune: And if you believe-

Mercury: Believe?

Jaune: In yourself.

Emerald: And me.

Jaune and Emerald: There’s nothing you can’t achieve.

Mercury: Really?

Jaune: Right.

Emerald: You can fly. Again. Sore the sky. Again.

Jaune: Away from sun. Together with us. We can make history. Forge our destiny. Our story will be legendary. So-

Jaune: *pulls his hand out* What do you say?

Mercury: Hmm. Well-

Jaune: Yes, you will paid.

Mercury: And?

Jaune: Yes, come man, what do you say?

Mercury: *shakes Jaune’s hand* Alright you got a deal compadre.

RWBY: Dang.

Oscar: They went play by play.

Nora: So Jaune? Tell us, what’s now the team’s name?

Jaune JMNI. What do you all think?

Mercury: I got say, it’s got nice ring to.

Ilia: I accept the team name. No mistake.

Neo: *agrees with smile*

Jaune: Guess we agree. But before we celebrate we have demonstrate, how useful we are, leave no trace to debate. So let’s start on our first case. What do you say?

Mercury, Ilia and Neo(with a sign): Bring it.

Jaune: Oh this will be great.

Nora: Can we stop rhyming.

[bigslutr]

Yelena Lock & Ellie Sallow

Prompt?: Darling being sick for around 2 weeks and gets worried before calling an old friend from highschool which is Yelena. But when Yelena takes interest in Darling and Ellie cannot stand.

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It’s been two weeks. Two long, painful weeks of watching my angel struggle. I've done everything I can, getting someone to run to the store for medicine, ordering my cooker to make her soup and staying by their side when their fever spikes. But its not enough. They’re still weak, still not themselves, and my heart hurts everytime they wince or turn away from me.

I hate it. I hate not being able to fix this.

I sit on the edge of the bed, brushing their damp hair away from my worry etched on my face. My angel smiles fainty, it makes my heart race but it was only a shadow of the smile I loved. “You’re doing great Ellie,” They whisper, their voice weak and tied. But i know they’re just saying that to make me feel better.

I bite my lip, feeling the frustration coil tighter in my chest. I need to do something. I can’t lose them. Not to this. I won’t.

That’s when it hits me. Yelena.

My stomach twists at the thought. I haven’t talked to her in years, not since high school. But she’s in medical school now, training to be a doctor. Maybe she’ll know what to do. Maybe she can help.

I glance at Y/N. They’re so fragile right now, so vulnerable. I can’t bear it. I have to do whatever it takes to make them better, even if it means calling Yelena.

I quietly slip out of the room and grab my phone, my fingers trembling as I scroll through old contacts. Her name pops up, and for a second, I hesitate. I’ve always hated how perfect she seemed, how calm, how patient, how she always had this air of control. I know she’ll come in, take over, and make me feel small.

But I push that feeling down and hit the call button. It rings twice before she picks up, her voice bright and warm on the other end.

“Ellie? Wow, it’s been forever! What’s up?”

I forced a smile, even though she couldn't see it. “Hey, Yelena. Yeah, it has. Listen, I... I need your help.”

There’s a pause. “Help? With what?”

I take a deep breath. “It’s my Significant Other. They’ve been sick for a while, and... I don’t know what else to do. Could you... maybe come and take a look at them?”

She agrees almost too quickly. “Of course! I’ll be over as soon as I can.”

I hang up, staring at the phone in my hand. It feels wrong. I’ve always taken care of Y/N on my own. Now, I’ve invited someone else into our space, her and I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve made a mistake.

Yelena arrives the next morning, a bundle of energy and smiles. Y/N perks up the moment they see her, which sends a pang straight through my chest. I try to push it down, but it’s hard when they’re looking at her like that.

“I’m so glad you called me, Ellie,” Yelena says, brushing past me like I’m an afterthought. She heads straight for Y/N, checking their temperature, asking them questions, all while giving them that sweet smile of hers.

“Thank you for coming,” Y/N says, their voice so much lighter than it’s been with me. “I’ve been worried, but Ellie’s been great.”

I know they mean it, but Yelena’s eyes flick to me, and I catch the hint of something…pity? maybe? Or is it amusement? I can’t tell, but I hate it.

Yelena quickly takes control, slipping into the caretaker role as if it were made for her, and Y/N lets her. They trust her. Every time Yelena touches them, I see Y/N relax in a way they haven’t with me in days. I can feel the distance growing, as if with every touch, Yelena pulls them further from me. But I can’t stop it. Not when Y/N is smiling, even if it's because of her.

The days blur together with Yelena by Y/N’s side more often than I am. She’s always there, her hand on Y/N’s shoulder, her voice soft and reassuring. I feel like a ghost in my own home, watching from the sidelines while they build something…something I’m not a part of.

During the quiet moments when Yelena leaves to “grab more supplies” or to take a break, I seize my chance. As soon as she’s gone, I slip into Y/N’s room. They’re still lying there, looking pale but awake. I sit on the edge of the bed, brushing their hair back gently.

“Hey,” I whisper. “It’s just us now.”

They smile, a small, weary thing, but it’s still there. I hold onto it, like it’s proof that I still have a place with them. I need that reassurance, even though it feels fragile, like it could shatter at any moment.

“How’re you feeling?” I ask, though it’s a question I’ve asked a hundred times before.

“Better,” they say softly. “Yelena’s really been helping.”

It’s always Yelena now. That name sticks in my throat, the way they say it, like she’s some miracle.

“I’ve been trying, too,” I add, my voice almost too quiet. “I’ve been doing my best.”

They glance at me, their hand reaching out to squeeze mine. “I know, Ellie. You’ve been amazing.”

But it feels empty, like they’re just saying it to make me feel better. I look at them, studying their face. The light in their eyes that had dimmed during those awful weeks is flickering back—but it’s not because of me. It’s because of her.

When I hear Yelena’s voice outside, talking on the phone, probably getting more advice or prescriptions from her colleagues, my body stiffens. I quickly press a kiss to Y/N’s forehead before pulling away. I have to make them remember—it’s me who’s been there through everything.

“I’ll get you some water,” I mutter, retreating before Yelena can walk in and reclaim her spot beside them.

When Yelena’s gone, I fight. I sit with Y/N, talk to them, bring them their favorite snacks, anything to keep them focused on me. But it never feels like enough. It’s like Yelena’s shadow lingers, even when she isn’t physically there. Y/N’s eyes glaze over sometimes, like they’re waiting for her to come back.

The next morning, I wake up early, earlier than Yelena for once, and make breakfast. Pancakes—Y/N’s favorite. I set the table, making sure everything is perfect, hoping for some alone time before Yelena swoops in.

Y/N smiles when I bring the tray to them, but it doesn’t reach their eyes. They take a bite, but I can tell they’re not really hungry.

“This is really sweet, Ellie,” they say, pushing the plate aside after just a few bites. “Thank you.”

I force a smile. “I just want you to feel better.”

As if on cue, the front door swings open and Yelena steps in, holding a bag of supplies. “Morning!” she chirps, her eyes bright and full of energy.

Y/N’s face lights up, and my heart sinks. The food on the table, my effort—it’s like it all disappears the second Yelena walks in. I watch her sit beside Y/N, easily picking up where I left off, as if I wasn’t even there.

Yelena’s laughter fills the room, and Y/N leans into her presence, their mood lifting effortlessly. My throat tightens. I feel like I’m suffocating, trapped in the space between them, like some kind of outsider.

The worst part? Yelena’s so... nice. She doesn’t flaunt her place in Y/N’s life, doesn’t throw it in my face. She’s sweet, caring, patient—the exact opposite of how I feel right now. And that makes it even harder to fight her.

But I keep trying. Every time Yelena steps out, I rush in to take her place. I pour Y/N water, fluff their pillows, brush their hair, desperate to reclaim my spot in their heart. And every time, Y/N smiles, but it feels smaller, more distant.

I can’t stand it.

Late one evening, after Yelena’s left for the night, I sit beside Y/N in the dimly lit room. The house is quiet except for the steady ticking of the clock. I reach for their hand, squeezing it gently.

“Y/N, do you... do you still need me?” The question escapes before I can stop it.

They look at me, surprised, like the thought never crossed their mind. “Of course I do, Ellie. Why would you even ask that?”

I swallow the lump in my throat. “It’s just... ever since Yelena came, it feels like... like I’m not enough anymore.”

Their expression softens, but there’s a hesitation that wasn’t there before. “You’ve always been enough. You’ve been taking care of me all this time.”

But it doesn’t feel real. It doesn’t feel like they believe it. And I don’t either.

Because every time Yelena walks through the door, Y/N’s eyes light up in a way they never do for me anymore.

Later that night, I find myself standing in the kitchen, staring blankly at the knife block. I’m not going to do anything, of course. I’m not that kind of person. I wouldn’t hurt anyone... would I?

But the thought lingers, gnawing at me, and when I hear Yelena’s voice from the other room, laughing softly with Y/N, I wonder just how far I’ll have to go to keep them safe.

Because Y/N is mine. And I won’t lose them. Not to Yelena. Not to anyone.

[driftingvoid-155]

Not sure if this would be helpful to anyone else, but I went through and gathered all of Jeff's lines from Into the Pit!

Adding a divider as there's quite a few. Also, I apologize if I missed some. I went through a few different play throughs and this was what I found.

(entrance) night 1, before ball pit

You want another slice of cheese and a refill on the orange soda?

Oswald: Not right now, just checking around.

Well, have fun. Not much to look at other than dust bunnies and cobwebs. I don’t think they bite.

Oswald: The dust bunnies?

No, the wolf spiders.

Oswald: Jeff, those definitely bite.

Oh. Good luck, then.

(in ballpit room) night 1

There he is!

-

(entrance) night 1

Have a good night, guys.

Hmm…

Oswald: Wait – Jeff! I think something’s wrong with my dad.

He looks fine to me. The dust probably just got to your head, kid. Go home and relax.

Oswald: W-wait-!

-

(entrance) night 1

You’re here late, kid. Your parents know you’re here?

Oswald: Uh… yeah. Dad burnt dinner so… emergency pizza.

What was he making?

Oswald: … Ramen noodles

As in the microwave kind?

Oswald: Yeah.

Ah, yeah. Been there.

You forget to add water once and the smell haunts you forever.

-

(entrance) night 1

Shouldn’t you be at home doing some homework or something, kid?

-

(entrance) night 1

Oswald: Jeff, do you have a key to the basement?

First the ball pit, now the basement. Are you that bored, kid?

Oswald: Um… Yes? I just feel like exploring.

Well, let’s make a deal. Just between you and me, I don’t pay for trash and forgot to dump a bag at the mill earlier.

Go take that trash over there and I’ll give you the key when you get back.

Oh, but take this flashlight. Gets pretty dark out there.

Oswald: Thanks but… the battery’s pretty low.

Dig around the trash if you run out. Probably all sorts of interesting things in there.

Oswald: Ew…

-

(entrance) night 1

Oswald: All done

Thanks, kid. Saved my back.

Here’s the key, as promised.

-

(entrance) night 2

Don’t cause me trouble.

-

(dining area, jeff mopping) night 2

Oswald: Hey Jeff! Um, do you have any extra slices of pizza that you could give me?

Sorry kid, you know things have been tough lately. You want something, you gotta buy it.

Oswald: Oh, OK…

-

(dining area, jeff mopping) night 2

You’re here late, kid. We don’t sell slices after lunch, so if you want pizza you gotta buy a whole pie.

Oswald: Oh. Um… I’m good for now.

-

(dining area) night 2

Oswald: This should be enough to distract Jeff.  

Enraged customer: AHHHHHH A RAT! IT’S A DIRTY RAT!

New rat in town, huh? You picked the wrong place, pal.  

-

(about Jeff, Oswald in the kitchen) night 2

Oswald: Sorry, Jeff. I’ll try to find a way to pay you back.

Oswald: Jeff makes the pizzas here all by himself. Guess he can’t afford to hire more staff.

-

(entrance) night 3

You here to pick up a pizza?

Oswald: No, just hanging out.

Oh. Someone with the name Ima Lousirr called to place an order, but they still haven’t picked up their pizza.

Ima Lousirr. Must be new in town.

Oswald: Jeff, I don’t think that’s a real name.

Ima… Lousirr… *sigh*

Stay in school, kid.

-

Pizza Fan, about Jeff’s, night 3

The pizza used to be a lot better back in the old days.

Though I have to admit, ever since Jeff took over it got a lot cheaper. Quantity over quality I guess!

-

(arcade) night 4

Hey, kid. Been noticing you tinkering around with these old machines. I don’t mind but-

Wait… did you fix all of them?!

Where’d you learn to do all that?

Oswald: My Dad. He’s pretty good with machines. He repaired all of the equipment at the old mill when he worked there. Sometimes he’d sneak me in during the summers so I could watch.

Wow. I don’t really know what to say.

I’ve been letting this place go for quite a while now. Maybe it’s time I fix things up around here, too.

Thanks for your hard work, Oswald. Here, take this.

Don’t worry about the expiration date.

Oswald: Oh, wow! Thanks, Jeff! It’s… 75 cents off…

Least I could do for ya.

Oswald: What a deal.

-

(dining area) night 4

Hey, kid. Shouldn’t you be in school?

Oswald: Uh… not today.

…

OK.

You know where to find me.

-

(security office - Jeff playing solitaire) night 5

Oswald: Watcha doin’ there, Jeff?

What’s it look like, kid? Working.

If you barged in here to ask about the room with the ball pit: No, I’m not opening the door.

Oswald: Huh? What are you talking about?

Had to start locking the door because some hooligans keep sneaking in, and leaving those balls all over the place…

You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would ya?

Oswald: No! I mean, no, I have no idea. I mean, I do need to get into the ball- I mean, I left my jacket in the room with the ball pit the other day. Could you let me in there?

Ha, nice try, kid. You’re wearing the exact same jacket you wore when you went in.

Oswald: No I’m not! This is my… backup jacket. The other one has my, um, wallet. I kinda need it to buy pizza.

Oh, yeah that’s pretty important.

Here, take the key, but don’t go playing around that ball pit again.

Oswald: I promise I’ll stay out of there as soon as I’m done. Never wanna see that thing again, anyway.

That gross, huh?

Oswald: You have no idea.

-

(in dining area) 2 star ending

Huh?

That kid better not have gotten hurt in there.

*walks to ball pit room and pit bonnie, hanging from the ropes, lunges*

-

(3 star ending)

Creature dies in the ball pit ropes. Pizza place is full of customers and Oswald and his family eat pizza at one of the tables as Jeff serves them pizza.

[mickemz01]

@hadeswritesthings

OH okay ummmm!!! This is going in its own post because it CANNOT stay in the comment section forever. Oh god, Epic the Musical is so good, how could you make me choose.

Ruthlessness from the Underworld Saga was my favorite for so long, not only because of the sound, but the lyrics themselves. I actually got into Epic because I was sent lyrics to this song!!! “Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves” paired with “The line between naivety and hopefulness is almost invisible” are SO interesting to me. Coming off of a media where the MC has adopted that same mindset does things to you. Obviously, not giving two shits about your actions DOES make it easier to take lives! And that is vital to Odysseus’ arc where he must become the monster in order to make it home. But following Odysseus’ ‘apology’, we get the line “The line between naivety and hopefulness is almost invisible” and I think this line is slept on so badly. Poseidon’s saying that there’s hardly any a line between being naive to think that Odysseus’ actions have no consequences, and being hopeful that his actions will not have any consequences. Which, I’d say, is so correct. It’s also Poseidon calling Odysseus out for being an itty bitty tiny baby kitten of a monster whose eyes haven’t even opened yet. 

God, do you wanna know where this is seen again? Different Beasts, where Odysseus gives the sirens what I like to describe as Poseidon treatment, where instead of just killing the sirens, Odysseus leaves them to drown. But Different Beasts is not actually one of my favorites, so I’ll go into the next, which is Scylla.

Scylla is SUUUCH an underrated song, and I believe it’s because the lines and their meaning + intent fly over so many people’s radars. I’m absolutely referencing the line where Eurylochus admits to opening the wind bag.

Just. Eurylochus isn’t apologizing for opening the wind bag. It is absolutely a part of it, but Eurylochus admitting he opened the wind bag was not actually the point of the apology. 

Eurylochus was apologizing for doubting the leadership of Odysseus. This, of course, goes back to the Ocean Saga, that one little line, “Everything’s changed since Polities,” where Odysseus’ pattern of acting out, or at least differently, can be traced back to.

Reading the Odyssey, there’s a line that tells the readers that Odysseus always shares his treasure. I unfortunately didn’t mark the exact line, so feel free to call me a liar for this paragraph, but I can back it up with Epic the Musical.

Before Odysseus gives up his name, location, age, credit card number, and social security number to Polyphemus, Athena warns him that what he’s about to do would not be a good idea! Athena interjecting during Remember Them is wonderful evidence that Odysseus is going against his normal actions, and acting out. It can be inferred that he’s never done something as severe as this, in 10 years of war.

And in Keep Your Friends Close, Odysseus descending from Aeolus’ island with a bag of presumed treasure and not sharing it, is not like him. Keeping a bag of treasure for his own greed while actively lying (“lying”) to his men about the dangers they’d face if they were to open it? Wow! He’s sure acting out! What was the last time Odysseus acted out? When he gave his name to Polyphemus, after the death of Polities.

Is there a pattern?

And so, the wind bag is opened, because obviously Odysseus is keeping secrets for his own greedy gain, while fibbing about the dangers of the bag.

And then we get to Scylla.

Because Odysseus was not lying about the contents in the bag, and Eurylochus finally gets a chance, over calm waters, to apologize for thinking Odysseus would ever do so. 

Eurylochus apologizes for assuming that Odysseus would ever intentionally lie, or not tell the complete truth, when it came to the crew’s safety.  

You’ll never guess what Odysseus does next!!!!

He withholds the truth about his intentions and what that means for the crew’s safety!!!!!

He does EXACTLY what Eurylochus had JUST apologized for accusing him of doing!!!!

And then we have Mutiny.

@hadeswritesthings Pleaaaase let me know your favorites, too!! I'd love to hear them.

[senjuushi]

Valentine’s Day 2024 Lines — Antiques

Enfield

Friend Chocolate: Thank you very much! The truth is, I’ve been writing a poem to show my thanks... I’ll be ready to unveil it by next year, I believe. Yes, indeed! 

Dear Chocolate: “The shining beams of daybreak’s sun // The flowers blooming full // Let’s pick one for our love, you and I, // and from dawn to dusk, give thanks for this fleeting life.”

Snider

Friend Chocolate: ...I don’t want that. I won’t accept anything from you unless it’s special. 

Dear Chocolate: You know I don’t eat sweet things, don’t you? Tch... fine, then. You can eat it. And I’ll watch you finish every bite.

George

Friend Chocolate: Wow! This chocolate is so cute!☆ I can tell you put a lot of joy into making it. Thank you~♥

Dear Chocolate: Whoah... this is too good to eat. Oh, I know! Let’s take a picture of the two of us next to the chocolate! It can last forever that way!☆

Kentucky

Friend Chocolate: Oh, this friend chocolate’s super cute! Thanks! Ha, haha... huh, no, I’m not crying! Just tearin’ up a bit from joy! 

Dear Chocolate: Th-This, this i-is... Master, from today on, I’ll be goin’ around actin’ like I’m your favorite, y’know. Is that okay? 

Pennsylvania

Friend Chocolate: Oh... what a coincidence. I was just thinking I wanted somethin’ sweet to eat. Thank you kindly for the gift. 

Dear Chocolate: That looks delicious... thank you. To show my gratitude... hm, a hug wouldn’t be enough. If something sounds good, could’ya tell me...?

Charleville

Friend Chocolate: Wow, what a cute chocolate lollipop! Merci, Master.♥ And here, chocolate-covered dried fruits, from me.♪

Dear Chocolate: Wow, amazing! ...mm! This is the tastiest dessert I’ve ever eaten! Will you make it next year too? And the year after that? 

Chassepot

Friend Chocolate: F-Friend chocolate... I see I haven’t done enough to convey my feelings to you... Well, thank you. What a lovely gift... 

Dear Chocolate: Master... I was hoping for this. Getting something so special from you...! Ahh, the whole world seems brighter now! 

Tabatiere

Friend Chocolate: Haha, what lovely chocolate. I’m usually the one thanking you anyway, but... thank you, really. I’m sure it’ll be delicious. 

Dear Chocolate: I get Master-chan’s homemade chocolate all to myself? Haha... you sure this isn’t some kind of mistake? This much happiness might kill me, you know... 

Dreyse

Friend Chocolate: Thank you. However... this sort of snack seems rather childish. Wouldn’t I look strange eating it...? 

Dear Chocolate: What a wonderful gift...! I hardly know how to express my joy... perhaps a lap around the school with you on my shoulders! 

Jitte

Friend Chocolate: Oh, thanks for the lovely gift. Mhmm, a bit of chocolate right now sounds awfully sweet!

Dear Chocolate: Even with so many options... you’re really choosing me? Oh, dear... this is supposed to be romantic, but I’m starting to tear up. 

Karl

Friend Chocolate: Oh, chocolate. Thank you. If Margarita were here, this would certainly be a merry day... 

Dear Chocolate: Ah— thank goodness. I’d forbidden myself chocolate for the last month in hopes of a gift from you. What a blessing this is... I’ll enjoy it! 

Lorenz

Friend Chocolate: My thanks, Test Subject #2. You didn’t forget to prepare some for Karl-sama as well, correct? Make sure his is the best of the bunch.

Dear Chocolate: I had predicted this occurence, and yet... now that it’s happening, why is my heart in such a frenzy!? Do you know the answer, Test Subject #2...!?

Cutlery

Friend Chocolate: You’re giving me friend chocolate? Thanks. Some chocolate from Charlotte came in too. I’m happy to get so much...! 

Dear Chocolate: Huh... this is for me!? You’re kidding... I can’t believe it. Getting something like this, I’m amazed... *sob*...!

[artyandink]

Just a little thing from the entirety of my heart:

I have only started properly writing on just Tumblr since a few months ago (haven’t kept count really), but I started an account a few years ago. But in that time, I’ve managed to grow as a writer and a person, got a lot more feedback and followers and publicity (don’t know what to call it otherwise) and it’s absolutely amazing.

I’m not as technically skilled or organised as some of the other absolutely goddamn brilliant writers on here, but I can tell you that I’m so grateful for everything that y’all have done to build my little space here.

I’ve struggled a lot over the years, with depression, anxiety, some degree of Autism Spectrum Disorder and have had some great difficulty with socialising and keeping real friends, which is a bummer. But fanfiction, writing, original fiction- it’s all an out for me. To be someone who I’m not, to escape from everything in the outside world and have one more where people look at me and think ‘wow, she’s so cool’ and out there it’s ‘ew, she’s so socially awkward’ because my social battery doesn’t replenish very easily and I tend to expect the worst.

Now, I know you don’t want to listen to my rant about my hardships, so here’s a selection of people that I wanna thank for making me more confident and more skilled as a writer just in general, which I absolutely appreciate (even if you aren’t mentioned in this list, I absolutely love y’all who support me as a writer):

@zepskies - You’re such an amazing writer here, you deserve every bit of support and love that you get from your readers because you’re truly a natural writer and such an amazing person in general. I only improved after analysing your writing and putting it into practical use. Also, your writing’s like self-therapy for me. You should be really proud of yourself (and this goes for everyone). @k-slla - Same for you, Kerly! Another thing was that I saw you about on Tumblr, and we found each other but you helped bring me out of my shell and gave me the support that I needed, and I’m forever grateful for that. @waynes-multiverse - Wayne, you were one of the first writers to give me your feedback on my first proper, thought out series here on Tumblr and I’m so glad you did, cause I met an amazing person and got to see your brilliant work, again something that I took inspiration from. @jackles010378 - You, my friend, are such a good hype person! You also tagged me in the little ‘get to know you’ posts, and otherwise I’d be a socially awkward hermit, so I am indebted to you for it. Keep on doing what you’re doing and including me even if my social battery hasn’t charged. It’ll shoot up to 100% ;) @angelbabyyy99 - Thalia, I bow down to you and your ability to write CJ. And you’ve reviewed my latest fics and it hyped me up so much that after a section of writer’s block induced by being horribly ill, I’m banging out fics in a day or two that previously would take me weeks. So glad you found me, and I hope you stick around, lovely! @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior - You’re such a good writer, and I recently found out that you were/are/could be in the same boat I am, and I can’t tell you how much that meant to me. To know that this isn’t a battle I’m fighting alone meant everything and I can’t thank you enough for sharing your struggles with everyone.

That was pretty heartfelt, but I felt like I had to say it otherwise my heart would burst from being so goddamn happy that I found my community.

The SPN community is so goddamn nice?!?!

Love, Arty 💜

[justsayuluvmetn]

Best friend Ever

pairings → switch!taeyong x switch!reader (afab)

warnings   →  18+, masturbation, oral (f and m receiving), use of slut, dirty talk, unprotected sex, etc

word count  → 2.4k

It's currently 9pm, you’re waiting for your best friend to arrive at your apartment for your weekly movie night. To prepare, you’ve set out a bunch of pillows and blankets so that the two of you can get as comfortable as possible. Just as the microwave beeps, indicating the popcorn is done, the door to your apartment swings open.

"Perfect timing." Grinning as you hold up the bags of popcorn.

"I brought other snacks too." Taeyong says as he sets a grocery bag full of your favorite snacks on the coffee table. "Tae, you don't even eat any of these; why’d you only get snacks that I like?" You shuffled through the bag with a frown.

"Well, it’s my turn to pick a movie, and I know you won’t like it, so I wanted to make up for it." If you weren’t going to like it, that could only mean one thing... "Is it a scary movie?" You ask, looking at him with wide eyes as your head slowly tilts to the side. Yeah, he was right; you weren’t going to like it.

"Well, if that’s the case, I’ll need a drink." Walking to the fridge to grab a bottle of soju and some shot glasses. The two of you take a couple of shots, catching up on your week and other things going on in your lives. After a while, you turn the lights off so you can get cozy with all of the pillows and blankets on your couch.

There was about a quarter left of the movie when Taeyong nudged you. "Y/N," he whispered, "Are you awake?" Shifting in the blankets, you pick your head up to nod at him. "Mhm, unfortunately." 

"Come here." Pulling you by the sleeve of your shirt, causing your upper body to fall into him. Your cheeks heat up. You’ve cuddled with Taeyong before, but the butterflies you feel in your stomach are inevitable every time.

"Can you play with my hair?" You asked while trying to look up at him. He’s focused on the movie, but you feel his hand move toward your head. "Your hair smells good today." He says as he softly pets your head. "I used the shampoo you left in my shower, so I hope you think it smells good." You tell him before snuggling more into his chest.

It doesn't take much longer for you to doze off, considering Taeyong has been playing with your hair for the longest time, plus you have no interest in the movie that was playing.

The next morning, you wake up alone in your bed. Lifting yourself up to stretch, you notice it looks like Taeyong slept next to you last night. Smiling, you begin to blush at the thought of Taeyong carrying you upstairs. After freshening up, you head downstairs, immediately being hit with the aroma of your favorite breakfast. Taeyong stands in front of your stove, wearing nothing but the sweats he wore last night. Walking up behind him, you snake your arms around his torso, causing him to jump.

"I thought you were going to sleep forever." Taeyong laughs at you.

"Wha- It's only 9am. When did we go to bed?" You asked, laying your head on his back. Taeyong could stay like this forever, and so could you. "It was around 12am."

"Wow, I haven’t slept that long in a while." You say, your arms slipping off of him as he moves to walk away from the stove.

Taeyong turns around, causing your eyes to widen. He follows your eyes down to his waist. Cheeks heating up, you open your mouth to speak. "Wh-" You start, "I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean for this to happen." He seems embarrassed, but he doesn’t move to cover himself. You smirked, deciding it was time for you to test the waters of your friendship. You take a step closer to him, reaching out to place your hands on his torso. "Taeyongie, how did this happen?"

Taeyong ignores your question, "W-what are you doing, Y/N?"

"I think I asked you something, Tae." You look up into his eyes, waiting for a response. Whatever space is left between you is filled with sexual tension.

"When you were hugging me.. I’m sorry I didn't mean to-" Taeyong tries to pull away from your grip.

"Can I help you? It must hurt being that hard." Pouting up at him as his efforts to get away from you stop

"Y-you really want to? You aren’t upset?" He asks you in disbelief. Shaking your head at him, you move your hand to palm his hard length through his sweats. A whimper instantly leaves Taeyong's soft lips.

"Can I suck your cock, Taeyongie?" You ask as you bend down on your knees. Taeyong hesitantly nods his head at you.

Slowly, you pull his sweats down. You had no idea what you were doing or where this was going, but you knew for certain that you needed Taeyong’s cock in your mouth. Taeyong's sweats fell to his ankles. Tracing your finger around the outline of his cock, you lean forward to kiss his length.

"No teasing; I thought you wanted my cock in that pretty mouth?" Taeyong’s aura shifted from shy and embarrassed to a dominant side you’ve never been able to see.

Pulling his boxers down excruciatingly slow, "I just want to take my time; I want you to feel good, Tae." Finally, his cock springs free. You knew he was big from the print he left in his sweats, but seeing him naked makes all the difference.

"Well, teasing doesn’t make me feel good. If you want to make me feel good, you-" His voice trails off when you place a soft kiss on the tip of his cock before taking him into your mouth.

Taeyong’s hands grip your head, lightly tugging at your hair.

"Such a slut wanting your best friend's cock." Taeyong gently forces more of himself down your throat. You hum around him, feeling yourself become wet at his words.

"God, you’re so pretty like this." He grunts as he continues to throat-fuck you. Tears brim your eyes as you begin to gag around him. "Just a little longer, baby." He throws his head back while letting out the moans he’s been holding in.

After a couple more minutes of you taking his length, he said, "F-fuck baby, I’m gonna come. Where do you want it?" Without saying a word, you freed his length from your mouth. You look up at him sweetly through your eyelashes with your tongue hanging out. Moving his hand quickly around himself, Taeyong feels his release spurt into your mouth. Tapping his cock onto your tongue to be sure he was finished, he said, "Be a good girl and swallow. All of it."

Standing up, you open your mouth to show him you’ve swallowed. "Ah!" You yelp as Taeyong swiftly picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. "Where are we going?" You ask with a raspy voice.

"I’m gonna take you upstairs and reward you for being a good slut." He says walking up the stairs with you. Usually the name-calling would make you sad, but hearing it come from Taeyong has your panties soaked.

Taeyong sets you on the bed and says, "You won’t believe how many fantasies I’ve had about you. They’re all so naughty." You stay silent, not trusting your voice to speak. Taeyong kneels in front of you as you lay on your bed and says, "Be a good girl and spread your legs for me," not wasting any time when your legs snap open.

Lowering himself between your legs, Taeyong’s face is centimeters away from your soaked panties. Inhaling sharply, "You’re so wet, Princess. You smell delicious." Sticking out his tongue, he begins to lap over your clothed pussy.

"Taeyongieee, please don’t tease; I thought this was a reward." You moan, grabbing fistfuls of his hair.

"You’ll get your reward, don't worry." Moving your panties to the side, Taeyong licks the strip of your pussy before taking your clit between his lips.

"O-oh god, Tae, that feels so good; don’t stop." Throwing your head back and your eyes screwed shut, you say, "Please don’t stop."

Taeyong does as told. Between your wetness and Taeyong’s saliva, you almost didn’t feel his finger slide into you. Taeyong adds another finger, curling them inside you.

"Y- you’re drooling everywhere." You say as Taeyong lifts his head up.

A sinful chuckle escapes from Taeyong's lips, "Baby, that's not drool. Open your mouth." Doing as told, you feel your pussy tighten at the emptiness as Taeyong brings his fingers to your mouth.

"Suck. That’s how wet you are for me." He bites his lip, watching you suck yourself off of his fingers. "Don’t you taste good?" You nod. 

"I’m not done." Taeyong removes his fingers and moves them back down to your pussy. This time, he adds three fingers, causing you to jump. Pumping in and out of you, he lifts up your shirt, starts to massage one of your tits, and then begins suckling on your nipple.

Becoming overstimulated and starting to squirm underneath him. "Come here," You pick up his head, bringing him up to you and pulling him into a deep kiss. Taeyong manages to slip his tongue into your mouth while his fingers are still pushing in and out of your throbbing pussy.

"I-I’m gonna cum, Tae. Oh, please don’t stop." You moan into his mouth. "Then cum. Cum on my fingers, Princess." Taeyong’s fingers curl inside of you, causing the knot in your stomach to come undone.

Taeyong removes his fingers, sticking them into his mouth. "Tae, please, I need you." You beg. "What do you need, Princess? Tell me." He looks down at you mockingly.

"Please, I need you inside of me; I need you to fuck me." Sticking out your lip in hopes he’ll give in.

"Only because you asked so nicely. Look at you begging without me asking you to. Such a slut." He shakes his head at you disapprovingly.

"I promise to be good please just fuck me." Taeyong tilts his head at you with a smile. "Baby, you’ve been such a good girl for me; don’t worry, I’ll fuck you until you can’t take it."

You gulp, pulling him back into a kiss, not being able to resist him any longer. Not breaking the kiss, Taeyong lines himself up with your still-soaked pussy.

Slowly, he pushes his length into you. You let out a sharp moan, trying to get adjusted to his length. "Does it hurt at all?" He asks, looking into your eyes with concern. "I want it to hurt." You say back to him through your breathy moans.

Taeyong’s hand reaches up to your throat, wrapping his fingers around you. "Do you mean that?" Not breaking eye contact, You nearly scream, "Fuck, yes, Tae, please!" His grip tightens around you before he pulls his cock out just to slam it back into you. "Fucking slut. You’re taking my cock so well."

His words make you tighten around him. "I felt that. As if you need to be any tighter." He grunts. 

"Can I ride you?" You ask shyly. Taeyong nods, pulling out of you. Switching spots with Taeyong, you climb on top of him. Taeyong���s cock lays on his stomach as you lower yourself to glide yourself over it. Rocking back and forth, humping his cock. Throwing his head back, you hear soft, pretty moans fall from his lips.

"Taeyongie, earlier you were gonna tell me how to make you feel good." You remind him, "What do you want me to do, baby?" Taeyong winces at the pet name.

"Do you like when I call you baby?" You ask him. Nodding back at you, it was your turn. Picking yourself up, you slowly slide down onto Taeyong's cock. "Tae, you feel so good inside of me, you fit so well." You tell him through your moans. Leaning down, you move your hand to his neck and ask, "Can I?" He looks deeply into your eyes and responds with a soft, "Please."

You begin rolling your hips to feel him deeper inside of you. He was the perfect fit, hitting you in all the right places. "Taeyongie, you’re such a good boy. Making me feel so good. Am I making you feel good?" You ask him.

"Princess, you’re so tight, I’m going to come." He tells you through his clenched teeth.

Slowing down, you release your grip around his throat. "Beg for it, baby boy; it's only fair."

"Please don’t stop. Please, let me cum!" He pleads, bucking his hips upward toward you.

"Not when you do that, you have to be good." You say looking down at him. "I’m sorry. I’ll be good," he says lazily, throwing his head back.

Resuming, you pump yourself up and down on him. Looking back up at you after a couple minutes, Taeyong can tell your legs are getting tired. Without saying anything, he swiftly moves you underneath him.

"W-what are you doing?" You asked, confused. Yes, your legs were tired, but you weren’t ready to stop.

"I want to fuck you. Get on all fours. Now." Without hesitating, you get on your hands and knees. Taeyong preps you again with his fingers before sliding his cock back into you.

"Still want it to hurt?" Taeyong asks. "Y-yes, P-please." You hiccup through your moans. Taeyong grabs a fistful of your hair with one hand and raises the other to slap your ass. "A-ah again." He cocks an eyebrow, then lands his hand on your ass again.

Reaching below you, he rubs your clit as he thrusts deeply into you. "Tae, I’m gonna cum." You whine, trying to move the hair sticking to your face. You look down to watch Taeyong touch you. Watching him causes the familiar knot to return to your stomach.

"Cum on my cock, baby; be a good girl and cum." This was all it took for the knot to come undone, though it felt different this time.

"That’s right, baby, squirt on my cock. So fucking hot." He says as he changes his pace. Your eyes started to get fuzzy, and you felt like your body could give out at any moment.

"I’m gonna cum," He leans forward and grunts in your ear. "Cum for me; finish inside me, baby." You whisper to him before grabbing his face and pulling him into yet another deep kiss. Taeyong whimpers into the kiss, releasing his load inside of you. Slowly, he pulls out, watching his cum leak out of you.

He collapses onto you, panting heavily. "That was—" you interrupt while wrapping your arms around him. "Amazing?"

Taeyong lifts his head up to look at you, smiling ear to ear, and says, "Totally."

[idontknowreallywhy]

WIP Wednesday

Might have a couple of different ones to share today. This one is a bit experimental and may forever stay a WIP (especially if I fail to get the discord skin for ao3 to comply with my will 🙃)

Herewith the thought experiment that nobody needed…

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Extract of Discord Chat between rocket46boi and Anarchy_Aunt_Est44

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So - big news!

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You beat the Undead Overlord???!

WITHOUT ME??

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No, you daft idiot we have a hot date with that guy tonight.

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Oh of course. I did not forget that.

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You’ve been having a stab at it without me haven’t you?

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Noooooooo.

Well a bit.

I mean we both know it’s impossible as a solo run. Just testing out some options… you know so I don’t let you down in the field, right?

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Haha guilty conscience much?

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Um, sorry… I just couldn’t resist when everyone was off doing stuff and I just… needed a distraction from all the everything.

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Mate, it’s cool. And you do have my number you know, if you need a distraction just text me.

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Aww thanks ☺️

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Anyway - back here whatever 19:00 GMT is where you are?

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Cool. Yeah! Looking forward to it!

Usual caveat for if I’m not there it’s not personal just my part time job thing you know sometimes the hours are a bit random.

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Yeah yeah Mr Mysterious.

Anyway…

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Sorry!!!! What news, my Queen?

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I’m not going to college!

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Wait, what?

Don’t tell me they turned down your scholarship?!! Those ignorant bastards!

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Calm down hun

(though your rage on my behalf is cute 🥰 )

I did get that, but am not gonna need it.

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Has someone said something? Don’t let the losers get in your head.

Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean you have so much potential??

You’d smash college!

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Slow doooown.

I’m not just bumming out.

I have a job!

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Oh! Uh, ok what kind of job?

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Not 100% clear yet but it’s in experimental digital tech field and there’ll be a shedload of training on the job and best bit is…

Drumroll please…

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What? What?!!

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ACCOMMODATION INCLUDED!

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Oh! You get out of the SH hellscape!!

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Yep!!!

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That must be a relief.

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Yeah. Oh you have no idea.

Like, I wish them well and all but… my ‘neighbours’ are just constant drama. College would be cool but how on Earth I’d get that kind of study done with all that going on?

Instead I get a sweet little flat with just a couple of other trainees who will actually be On My Level you know?

The only one I’ll miss is Clarry. Might see if I can put a good word in for him when I get settled.

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Well, congrats! When do you start?

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Tomorrow!

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Oh!

Wow that’s fast!

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Yeah the guy is keen to start on whatever this new project is so - tomorrow I get on a private jet to somewhere awesome!

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Ok. Wow. You weren’t wrong that’s huge news

I’m really pleased for you

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Chin up rocketboi, it’s a tech job, gaming has gotta be an unwritten part of the job description! We’ll still hang out ;)

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Oh ok :) Good to know!

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Should be a decent WiFi connection there as it’s not paid for by the skinflints at SS! I might even kick your ass more easily.

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Hahaha like you need any help with that!!!

I really am pleased for you!

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Thanks ☺️ I’m pleased for me too.

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Ok I gotta run but, see you later for giant-zombie-crushing?

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Laters xx

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[that-blue-vault-dweller]

Nora discovers from shaun that her 210 years being frozen has altered her aging process to where she's functionally immortal and everyone tries to comfort her when she tells them

Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy! I’m a little out of practice with these, but I’m hoping I can get back to it and do at least a few more in the next few days 🥰 I know there’s quite a few requests that I haven’t done, lol

Cait - “Well, isn’t that a fine turn of events... I’m sorry, F!Sole. Is there anyone I can... persuade... to help?”

Piper - “Oh, gosh, Blue... I’m.... I’m so, so sorry. I can’t imagine... Gosh, is there anything I can do? I’m here for you.”

Curie - “Oh, no... I am not aware of what the aging process is for generation three synths, but do not fear, Madame! I shall look into this, and I will see what I can find out. Please do not cry!”

MacCready - “Wow... I mean... I guess now would be a bad time to tell that joke about Bon Jovi’s ‘It’s My Life,’ heh... Yeah, that’s... too soon.” 

Deacon - “Woah... I’ve always wondered what immortality would be like... Guess you’re going to have all the answers.... Just... Don’t focus on the bad. Think of all the cool stuff you can do now. You can be like the wisest human in the Commonwealth, collecting all the secrets in the history of like... ever.”

Codsworth - “Oh, Mum... That’s quite awful. But... Looking at the bright side, I suppose that we could be together forever! I look forward to serving our little family for many more years!”

Hancock - “Welcome to immortality, sister. It’s one awful burden. I mean, I haven’t gotten far enough to see the burden part, but I know what you’re worried about. I’m sorry.”

Danse - “I... That’s... Unimaginable. I’m truly sorry... Wait... Considering my identity as a synth... Could I possibly be immortal as well? In that case, I want you to know that I won’t leave you for as long as you will let me stay.”

Preston - “General.... That’s... Man... If there’s anything I can do for you, you just let me know. I know this has to be rough on you.

Valentine - “Well, kid... If it makes you feel any better, I’m kind of in the same boat as you. So if you’ll have me, I’m here with you ‘til the end of the line. Whenever that comes along.”

X6-88 - “This is an interesting turn of events. The Institute could truly use you and this information to further experiments with human immortality.”

Dogmeat - Knows something is wrong with his human, and he knows that she is sad. However, he will never leave her side, and he vows to stick with her and give her every lick to her face that he can, knowing that she needs him right now. He is not about to let her down.

Strong - “Tiny human live forever?! Strong confused... Tiny humans no live forever!!! Tiny, puny humans die!!! Super-mutant live forever!!!”

[gingerjunhan]

hi there~ first of all i love how you write your oneshots drabbles and stuff so i came to request one with Gun-il the only problem being i don’t know what i want? The only thing i know is that i want it to be angsty with a happy ending and for plot you can write about anything!!

☆彡 writing Gunil angst is new for me! I’ve noticed I only ever write about him when I need comfort in my daily life so this should be fun lol. I hope you enjoy!🩷

word count: 1,125 | pronouns used: none | genre: hurt/comfort, established relationship | cws: Gunil is forgetful, crying, feeling guilty, swearing, eating (mentioned), lmk if I missed something!

Music played from your phone as you continued applying your makeup. You and Gunil have had this date planned for two weeks, and you couldn’t be more excited.

Once Gunil got home from work, the two of you were going to go out for dinner and to see a movie. It was stereotypical, but that’s part of why you’re excited. This felt like a totally cliche, and you were surprised you haven’t done it yet. You checked the time. 6:14. He should be home any minute. You happily continued to finish getting ready as you waited to hear the front door.

☆

You were finally done getting ready, and you looked amazing. It was around 6:30 now, and you were starting to get a little nervous. Gunil was normally home around this time. You had reminded him about your date when he left for work this morning, so you knew he wouldn’t be staying late. You both planned to go out around 7:00 so he had time to clean up after work, but now you were wondering if you would be pushing your deadline. The movie you wanted to see started at 8:00, so you had to make use of your time. You decided to text him.

hey is everything alright? I thought you’d be home by now

To your surprise, his response was almost instantaneous.

sorry my love :( Jiseok needed help with a song and asked for my help

we’re almost finished. I’ll be home soon

You responded with a quick, “Okay!” before deciding to try and kill some time. You scrolled through social media for a while- getting lost in the depths of TikTok. When you finally worked your way out of your social media trance, it was going on 7:00. You anxiously debated texting Gunil again, but you decided not to. He’s a grown man, he can remember his own schedule. You continued to find more ways to kill time, and the more you waited the more your heart sank.

After what seemed like forever, the door finally opened. You swung your head around to finally see Gunil as he took off his shoes. It was 7:21.

“Hello, love,” Gunil greeted you as he came over to the couch and gave you a kiss on the cheek. “Sorry I’m home so late. Jiseok really needed my help and we lost track of time.”

“It’s okay,” you smiled, trying your best to sound unbothered. You stood up to go get your things before leaving when Gunil stopped you.

“Wow, you look nice! What’s the occasion?”

You took a deep breath. “Gunil, we were-“ he tilted his head in confusion as he watched your confused reaction to his question. “Um… never mind.” You made your way back to your shared bedroom- admittedly walking away a little faster than you wanted to- and closed the door.

“(Y/N)? Hey, what’s wrong? Did I do something? Did something happen?” Gunil trekked his way down the hall as he asked you his questions, and you didn’t respond. He knocked on the door. “(Y/N)? What happened, honey?” He slowly turned the knob and walked in.

Inside, you had already started undressing. Your cute top has been replaced with a t-shirt, and your makeup was slowly getting ruined by the tears that escaped your eyes.

“(Y/N),” Gunil made his way over to you. “What hap-“

“Do you know what today is?” You questioned him. It came out a little more angry than you intended. Gunil quickly wracked his brain.

“Um… Tuesday?”

You sighed. “Do you remember what we were supposed to be doing today?”

Gunil thought even more. He thought about your outfit, and why you seemed to be so nervous about him coming home late. He thought about what would’ve happened to you today. You had a day off, and you didn’t have much planned for the day other than the fact that you wanted to-

“Oh shit,” he remembered. “(Y/N), I’m so sorry. I got so busy at work that I completely forgot. Do you still want to go get dinner?”

“Nope, just forget it. It’s fine,” you sniffled.

“It’s not fine, honey. You were excited for this date and I forgot. This is all my fault,” he frowned as he watched you take the last of your nice clothes off and replace them with something more comfortable. “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

“Don’t worry about it. You’re busy anyways.”

Gunil felt his heart break. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, just…“ you made your way towards the bathroom, “leave me alone.”

☆

Last night, Gunil hardly got any sleep because he felt so bad about forgetting about your date. However, he had a plan. You were both back to work today, so Gunil made sure to tell the guys that he had to leave a bit early today. You both typically got home around the same time, but Gunil had to make sure he was home first.

Gunil was in the kitchen, working hard to perfect your favorite meal. He had cleaned up the apartment, did all of the chores the two of you would usually split, and now he was cooking. If Gunil couldn’t take you out, he would make sure you both had a good night in. The table was set a little more fancy than usual, and Gunil was dressed a little nicer than usual as well. He had to make sure everything was perfect by the time you got home.

Right as Gunil took the food out of the oven, he heard you open the front door.

“I’m home,” you called out to him. You took off your shoes and made your way into the kitchen, following the smell that greeted you once you came in the door. Rounding the corner of the kitchen, you were met with Gunil. “What are you doing? I thought it was my turn to make dinner.”

“Well,” Gunil set the food down on the counter. “I felt so bad about forgetting our date last night that I decided to bring the date to you.” He gave you a soft smile, and you couldn’t help the butterflies that fluttered through your stomach. “The table is set. We can eat now if you’re hungry. I also picked out a movie for us to watch afterwards if you’re in the mood.”

You completely disregarded what he said and rushed towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I love you so much,” you gave him a kiss, and you could feel him smile against your lips.

“I love you too,” he confessed before pulling away. “C’mon, let’s go eat before the food gets cold, okay?”

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[soshiharin]

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summary: in which dongwook makes a suggestion

set: early june 2017

word count: 1.4k

warnings: swearing and angst

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Harin tied her hair, not noticing how Dongwook’s eyes nervously followed her every movement. When she was done, she flicked her ponytail over her shoulder.

“So, when are you leaving?” He asked, watching as she took a sip of the coffee he made for her.

Harin put her mug down. “Um, I think in October. I don’t have that many scenes to film.”

“Wow, that’s… Wow.” He sat back against the couch as his dog, Cucumber, crawled into his lap.

“I know!” She smiled. “I didn’t know we’d film the next movie so soon.”

“That’s… That’s great,” he weakly cheered. “I’m so happy for you.”

Harin looked up at him, quirking her eyebrow. “Are you sure? Because you don’t really sound sure.”

He shook his head. “No, no, no. I am. I am,” he reiterated, seeing the look Harin was giving him. He sighed. “Uh, when I invited you over, it’s because I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Okay. Should I be nervous?” She asked, taking note of how he kept rubbing his hands along the length of his jeans.

He took her hand in his, rubbing his thumb along her palm. “I was thinking and… We should… It’s not easy to say this,” he said, breaking off with a sigh.

Harin watched as he did his best not to look at her, feeling her heart beat faster with how nervous she was. Her mind raced as she tried to figure out what he wanted to tell her. “Wha– What is it? You’re not gonna tell me you’re breaking up with me, are you?” She joked, her smile falling off of her face when he didn’t deny it, instead stopping the movement of his thumb. “Are you breaking up with me?” She asked softly. When he didn’t answer, she pulled her hand away from him. “Why?”

“It’s not your fault,” he assured her, still failing to meet her eyes. “It’s not you, i–”

“Don’t pull that bullshit on me,” she interrupted. “Why are you breaking up with me? I deserve to know what’s wrong, don’t you think?”

Dongwook hesitated to speak. “These past few months… We haven’t seen each other in three months. I… I don’t know about you, but I like to spend time with the person I’m da–”

“You don’t know about me?” She asked, grasping onto anything she could understand. She furrowed her eyebrows. “You don’t know about me?” She repeated. “We’ve been dating for almost two years, but we don’t see each other for three months and you don’t know who I am anymore.”

He began to shake his head. “That’s not what I said.”

“Yes, it is. You know I like spending time with people, whether I’m dating them or not. Us not seeing each other for a short while isn’t because I hate you or some stupid shit like that. It’s because I’ve been busy with Guardians of the Galaxy. I was busy with press for it and filming the other movie. I’m sorry I haven’t made time to see you recently, but it’s because I haven’t had any. But I will soon because we’re doing the com–”

“You won’t have time, though. You’re going to America.”

“Yeah, in October.”

“For how long? How long will you be there?”

Harin hesitated. “It should be about a month or two.”

“And what happens when you have to do promo?”

“Then I’ll do my job.”

“And when will we see each other?”

The air in the room had changed from relaxed to tense. Cucumber picked up on it and began to whine for belly rubs from her owner, who obliged.

Harin chuckled darkly, looking away from him. “So what you’re saying is you are incapable of hopping on a plane to see me?”

Dongwook sighed, rubbing his face. “I’m not saying I want to break up forever, I’m just suggesting a short break. Just until you get back from America so we have time to actually be together. You’re preparing Girls Generations’ comeback, I have a radio show that I’m hosting. So I’m just saying that we should press pause.”

Harin was quiet for some time as she thought. “Why do we have to take a break?” She hated how vulnerable she sounded. “We can just coordinate our schedules more.”

“I don’t want to either, but that’s all I’ve got.” Dongwook shrugged. “I’m sorry, babe–” he pretended not to notice how she flinched slightly– “but I think it’s what’s best for us. I tried to make it work, bu–”

“You didn’t try make it work,” she whispered. “I’m the one with a schedule almost everyday, you’re the one with a schedule on the twelfth of every month. It makes sense that I didn’t have time to see you, but the other way around? I just don’t understand it.” She felt herself get angrier the more she spoke. “For you to even insinuate that I am the only reason we haven’t seen each other is… It’s horrible of you.”

She looked at him, finding him looking at her. “Are you sure you don’t just want to break up with me? There’s no real reason, you just don’t want to be with me?”

“That’s not it.”

“Then why is your reasoning so bullshit? Why is there an easy solution? Why aren’t you willing to do anything to solve it?” She inhaled deeply, willing the tears in her eyes to disappear. She would not cry.

“I am willing to solve it,” Dongwook argued. “This is all I can think to do, jagiya.”

“Don’t call me that. Not while you sit there and come up with excuse after excuse.”

“They’re not excuses. I just… Things are going to get busy and I don’t want either one of us to feel like we’re being neglected. We’ll get back together when we have the time to be together.”

“Why should we?” She asked, an icy edge to her tone. “Hm? Why should we get back together? I mean, you already said I might be in America longer than expected. Let’s just break up. For good.”

“You don’t mean that,” he whispered.

“You don’t know what I mean,” she said, shaking her head.

“Yes, I do. Because I know you and y–”

“You don’t know me. I’m a completely different person from the one I was three months ago. For all you know, I want nothing to do with you. In fact–” she stood up, getting her bag– “I don’t want anything to do with you.”

“Rin-ah, please–”

“I don’t want to hear anything you have to say, Dongwook-ssi,” she told him, her voice thick with emotion. “I gave you ways to make this work and you basically refused. If you are unwilling to compromise then I am unwilling to be in any sort of relationship with you.”

He followed her as she went to put her shoes on, reaching for her arm. “At least let me drive you back.”

“No, I don’t– I don’t want you around me anymore. So just leave me alone, please. You owe me this much.”

They stared at each other, both looking into eyes filled with pain. Eventually, Dongwook nodded. “Okay,” he said softly, clearing his throat to repeat himself. “I’m sorry, Harin.”

She turned around wordlessly, leaving his apartment. She found herself on the sidewalk a few minutes later, watching all of the cars driving past in the city, probably parents picking up their kids from hagwon. She walked to a cafe nearby, calling her manager to pick her up. A car pulled up to the curb within ten minutes. When she opened the door, she saw Yoona and Sunny. Ignoring their greetings, she went to the backseat, not bothering to close the door behind her.

“Unnie, you okay?” Yoona asked, noticing how Harin kept tapping her foot.

“Yeah, I’m… I’m fine. Sorry.”

She could tell they didn’t quite believe her, but they accepted her answer nonetheless. She looked at her phone for a few seconds before switching it on. Holding her breath, she blocked Dongwook’s number.

Later, she would cry in her bed about it, but for now, she had a dance practice she had to go to.

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