#wrote these in 15 min but something is something

[rake-rake]

Many random Yuta headcanons.

Although Yuta greatly respects Satoru as a sorcerer and does have a certain fondness for him as a relative and the one who initially helped him, he does find him somewhat lacking when it comes to teaching. He considers Miguel and Kusakabe as his mentors instead, calls them Sensei, and greatly looks up to them and respects them.

He calls Satoru simply by his name, without honorifics nor other suffix, although he wouldn't be able to put into words the why. Probably something to do with a desire for closeness with the one family member he seems to have left.

Most of Yuta's old anxiety and shyness was beaten out of him thanks to Miguel training and mentoring, but it still can sometimes come out in very specific situations. He was also the one who enforced on him his now usual poker face as to help him never give away his thoughts or next move.

Yuta is a quick learner when it comes to other languages. He's fluent in English, and moderately fluent in Swahili and Yoruba, taught to him by different members of Miguel's clan and the man himself.

Yuta normally runs very cold, and the dark circles under his eyes are always prominent, as well as the dark veins under his skin. That together with extremely pale skin usually give him a somewhat unsettling appearance, even if he's pretty attractive.

Due to Rika's influence and Yuta's immense amount of cursed energy, his very presence feels extremely unsettling and creepy to non sorcerers, specially children and also animals. Most children will cry when he's near, and animals will run away, while most adults feel enormously uncomfortable around him. This also happens with sorcerers, although more limited. Most of them just find him extremely creepy and unsettling but their control of cursed energy allows the to ignore it.

When fighting without his katana, Yuta resorts to Neo Engolo, an African martial art precursor to the Brazilian Capoeira, which mixes both styles as well as some stances from Asiatic martial arts. He learnt it during his time with Miguel as well, from various young sorcerers from the clan.

Yuta cut all connection with his family when he was 10 years old. His mother was a heavy smoker and an alcoholic, abusive both mental and physically, his father was not in the picture, and his sister was a small clon of their mother. None of them are sorcerers, and after a particularity bad argument where Rika finally attacked and injured his sister, he decided to take his things and run away. As far as he knows, his family never looked for him.

He spent the next year living in the streets with Rika's aid, stealing to survive, and would be eventually found by child services when he was 11. He would be brought to a children center and remain there until he was 15 years old and Rika's attacks got worse, causing Satoru to finally find him. As a 17 years old right now, almost 18, he still doesn't know anything about he whereabouts of his family, and is not particularly interested on finding out.

Yuta has been approached by different clans with the intention of forming rapports, and sometimes, even arrange possible marriages. Needless to say he's rejected them all.

Yuta did briefly date Miguel's younger sister during his time in Kenya, although it was more of a sensual relationship rather than romantic. They ended things in good terms once Yuta realized he wasn't truly attracted to her. After her, he dated a male friend. Things ended with lots of yelling.

During his time abroad he also picked on the unhealthy habit of smoking, this one by Miguel's mother's influence. He brought a stash of artisanal cigars with him and does his best to make them last.

Due to Rika's death and his own mother, Yuta has a heavy dislike for alcohol. He's unlikely to ever get drunk, and will only drink it in very specific situations.

Also due to his upbringing, he's pretty closed off around adults and mistrustful of them. The only adults he feels comfortable with and can be open around are Kusakabe and Miguel, as he doesn't even feel fully at ease around Satoru.

Yuta is extremely protective of women. He will always aid women with their bags and offer any kind of aid, and will be the first one to interject if he thinks someone is bothering a girl.

Legally, Satoru is his guardian, which technically puts him on line for the lead of the Gojo clan.

Thanks to Gojo's influence he met and befriended Megumi little before leaving. He thinks he's very pretty, but tries not to think much of it. He also probably kept in contact with him during his absence.

He has both of his earlobes pierced, as well as his left helix. He also has a navel and genital piercing.

[myokk]

question about eloise! i would LOVE to know what her reaction to imelda getting with poppy would be? would she be surprised by it or see it coming a million miles off before imelda or poppy even make a move haha

First a super fast sketch of the three of them that I did before sitting down to answer this question bc I LOVE THEM😭🙏

My headcanons about Imelda that I think will explain everything (but tldr: Eloise TOTALLY knew and suspected and helped push them together😙) :

Growing up, Imelda was incredibly social and would spend her time in her little village being coddled by the old village women, running around like crazy with all of her friends, and spending so much time with her parents who were incredibly proud of everything she did💓

She moved to Scotland when she was five and didn’t have any problems fitting in or learning English, just jumping headfirst into it like any other challenge she had faced in her life. Things were fine until she was 10: her mother became sick and it consumed the whole family.

Imelda was REALLY reserved her first year at Hogwarts, and her mom passed away January of that year. It DEVASTATED her and her father, and it caused Imelda to turn to her studies/quidditch and became pretty obsessive.

(Side note: she ISNT competitive with other people in my mind, she is competitive with HERSELF😤 if she loses she is happy for the other person, but looks at her own performance to figure out what she did wrong and how she can change and learn from the experience)

The other students were pretty put-off by Imelda’s brash behavior but she was OK WITH IT😤 she had to study and not be a burden to her dad and it was FINE that she didn’t fit in with any of the other kids in her year (ok…)

When Eloise arrived and was sorted into Slytherin, Imelda saw her chance!!! They became immediate best friends and just clicked. Imelda LOVES doing her hair, and they gossip/talk about EVERYTHING every night before bed🥹💓

Even though they were both EXTREMELY busy that year (Eloise with all of her bs, Imelda with getting after Sebastian for being STUPID😤, whipping her TERRIBLE team into shape, and studying for OWLs to get an O in every subject), they always found time to study together and hang out.

Sometimes Poppy studied with them and she and Imelda REALLY CLICKED. Imelda liked listening to Poppy ramble about whatever interested her in the moment, and Poppy knows how to calm down Imelda when she stresses herself out too much.

Eloise is like: 👀 HMMMMM I have to leave early to….send a letter before it’s too dark🥹 but you two stay in the library…it’s ok, I can go alone😙

Over winter break Imelda REGRESSES seeing how devastated her father still is over the loss of his wife, and with the anniversary of her death coming closer Imelda completely withdraws into herself and TRIES to go back to how things were before fifth-year.

Eloise doesn’t let her😤 and talks to Poppy a lot more to figure out what they can do to get Imelda back.

The rest is history😇😇😇😇

JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJJAJJAA SORRY THAT WAS A LOT !!! 🙏

but YES Eloise totally suspected SOMETHING was up, and worked to make sure it happened and that Imelda didn’t sabotage herself😇😇😇

[forgive-the-sea]

okay bc no one cares and i have to scream about it somewhere i'm gonna be working on my first chaptered fic and it's set after tristamp ep 12

[theofreakingbell]

there lived a certain man

in asgard long ago

he was big and strong

and his cape would flare and flow

some people looked at him

with terror and with fear

but to midgard girls

he was such a lovely dear

he could swing the hammer like a creature

full of storm lightning and fire

but he also was the kind of feature

women would desire

thor thor odinson

muscly-est brodinson

he was a god that really was gone

thor thor odinson

asgards golden favorite son

it was a shame how he carried on

[ferrstappen]

let me take care of it l LN4

a/n: this was inspired by the gorgeous gorgeous scene of K-mag and his daughter 💘 also, this is ALL OVER THE PLACE bc I wrote it on my phone in like 15 min but still hope you like it💘 I’ll also update dad max tomorrow 💘

summary: when papa isn’t feeling his best, baby Norris knows what she has to do.

Lando wasn’t feeling his best and everyone could see it; it didn’t matter what anyone said, whether it was his dad, mum, sisters, Zak, Oscar, even you… he couldn’t stop being so harsh on himself that every person on the paddock wanted to lay his back and tell him to catch a break, he still is one of the best.

Your arrival to Abu Dhabi has been one worthy of the last race of the season, the private flight full of the Norris family, from the little ones to the in laws, with your parents chatting and laughing with Lando’s mum as they took turns to hold Amalia.

Everything was going great, really, but as the weekend started rolling and after quali, his smile faltered, face hardened, bringing himself down for some mistake.

So you made sure the hotel room had everything he needed, left Amalia sleeping on the crib while you picked his race day boxers, McLaren tshirt and joggers, so he could just throw his body to the bed and fall asleep.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked him as he settled his body in front of yours, not even asking to be the little spoon.

“No, but I just want tomorrow to be over so we can go home and be alone, you know?” His voice came out muffled by the pillow and your arm. “The only thing I want is to get home and start decorating for Christmas, Amy’s first Christmas… that’s all I want,”

“Okay then, let’s focus on that,” kissing his shoulder, you noticed his breathing slowing down.

Amalia Norris was a known face around the paddock, even if she couldn’t speak or even walk, she greeted everyone with a quick movement of her hand and happy squeal, depending on who it was.

Now, she had big things to protect her ears from all the sounds, Lando’s helmet and gloves in front of her and just as she was about to reach for the gloves and get scolded by you, Lando appeared with his usual smile, chest buffing at the sight of his two girls cheering him on, both wearing papaya.

“Do you want to help me get ready for the car, bubba?” Lando asked his daughter and she clapped her hands, giggling, almost as if she was trying to say something but couldn’t. “Okay, gloves please,”

Lando supposed it was going to be a show but no, his daughter had a concentrated look on her face as her small hands grabbed the glove and put it on Lando’s hand, repeating the action.

Before putting on the helmet, Lando picked her up, giving her a tight hug and loudly kissing her cheek just to fill his ears with her melodic laugh, the only fuel he needed. He closed his eyes while her hands grabbed both of his cheeks to get him closer and leave a kiss on his forehead, and in that moment Lando thought he was capable to give up the last race of the season just for this moment to never end.

“I think you need the helmet, huh?” You reminded the pair, taking Amalia from your boyfriend’s arms.

Lando gave you a quick peck on the lips before putting on the helmet, adjusting it until it was perfect, but there was one last detail.

“Visor, baby,” Lando pointed at it and Amalia carefully closed it, now he was ready.

“Good luck, daddy!” You told him as you noticed people were looking for him.

“Daddy? I thought in public it was papa,” he cheekily added, making you blush.

“Shut up, go get second place!” You joked before blowing him a kiss.

“I’m only thinking about our Christmas tree, baby. I love you both.”

[yncoreee]

YOU’RE MY FIRST PRIORITY. Minji x reader

Synopsis— After being the cause behind the end of your trip with your friends, Minji couldn’t help but feel nothing but guilt. Being the loving girlfriend you are you had to reassure her that she was your first priority.

Warnings .ᐟ Requested, established relationship, pet names, sick minji, minji being guilty, crying, wrote this in 2nd person POV 💀, Female reader, FLUFF

꩜ — ⵌWord count 944

Before you could take a step into the bus that one of your friends already owned, you felt a vibration in your pocket followed by your ringtone.

Without wasting much time you pulled your phone out of your pocket and furrowed your eyebrows at the contact name.

You picked it up and held the phone close to your ear. “Hey bae what’s up?” You asked in a concerned tone at why she was suddenly calling you when it wasn’t even up to 10 mins after you left home.

She coughed loudly. “Sorry, ummm y/n… I’m sorry for disturbing you but can you come back home? I’m feeling a bit sick” she expressed.

You felt like she was lying at first but when you heard the tone of her voice and how tiredly she talked you couldn’t help but feel even more worried.

“I’m truly sorry for disturbing you, there’s no one to take care of me…and I can’t even move an inch” she added sluggishly.

“Alright, I’ll be there in five minutes”

As you hastily ended the call, you glanced over at your friends who looked at you with worried expressions.

“Y/n is everything okay?” One of them asked.

“Not really, something important pulled up but don’t worry you guys can go without me, I’ll probably go another time” you responded with a faint smile leaving the venue.

You made your way towards both you and Minji's shared apartment, opening the door with a spare key. You noticed minji curled up on the couch looking under the weather.

Kneeling in front of her you lightly traced your fingertips over her sweaty-damp bangs. And rested the back of your hand on her forehead quickly retreating it. “Oh My you’re burning”

You gently held the back of her head helping her to sit up and lean back against the pillow handing her a box of tissue as she gave it a little blow.

“Hold on, let me cook something for you” you stood up from your kneels making your way over to the kitchen.

In less than 15 minutes you had whipped up some Samgyetang for her.

You placed the steaming hot bowl in front of her sitting right beside her. You scooped up a big spoon of the steaming hot soup and motioned it towards Minji's mouth.

She slightly parted her lips as you slipped the spoon into her mouth. She gulped down letting the hot liquid flow down her throat.

You fed her until she was full, letting her lay her head on your laps as you ran your fingers through her hair.

She slept so peacefully but she didn’t know what was coming for her next.

“Why can’t you just take the medicine? Do you want to be sick forever?” You questioned motioning the medicine towards minji’s mouth.

“Nuh uh, it’s bitter and disgusting” Minji huffed, swaying her head away from the liquid. Burying her face into a pillow nearby.

“Babe come on, stop being so difficult, the taste is going to fade away before you even realize it. Now open your mouth and take this medicine” you spoke in a soft and gentle tone.

“Minji….”

“No”

“Please….” You pleaded.

She sighed. “Fine, I’ll take it” she replied with a sulky expression.

She parted her lips as you slipped the bitter liquid into her mouth. Gulping it down her throat, she looked at you with a disgusted look as she gagged dramatically causing you to playfully roll your eyes. “See it wasn’t so bad now was it” you teased.

“Yes it was”

You chuckled lightly but stopped when you heard a ding coming from your phone.

Your friends had sent you a picture of them enjoying their trip with the caption. “What you’re missing out on😜”.

You slightly pouted that you couldn’t be there right now, enjoying with them.

Minji noticed your sudden change in demeanor. Peeking over your shoulders to see what made you pout a bit.

She felt so guilty for being the cause of it.

Tears began to fall from her eyes down to her cheeks as she looked down at the floor.

You responded to your friends shutting your phone and looking back at minji. “So should we watch a—“ you cut yourself off as you noticed her looking down.

“Min is everything alright?” You asked softly, placing your finger below her chin, raising her head up. You felt more worried as you saw a tear stain on her cheek.

Minji sniffed and immediately wiped away her tears. “Yes but it’s just…. Your friends are probably having fun while your here and I’m the cause of it” she sniffed in between her words.

“No minji—“

“It’s all my fault and I’m a suck a burden, I’m sorry” she said,not breaking eye contact with the floor.

“Minji you’re not a burden, you were sick and there was no one to take care of you and you did the right thing. It was good I took care of you before the sickness would’ve gotten worse, and I can hang out anytime with my friends” you spoke, confronting her as you placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“Really? I’m not a burden?” She looked up at you and then laid her head on your lap.

“No you’re not, you’re my first priority”

“The hangout was at the beach and I can definitely go to the beach any time, I can even go with you” you added.

“You’re so sweet, I’m so lucky to have you as my girlfriend” she mumbled but it was audible.

You giggled lightly and planted another soft kiss on her forehead. “So am I”

[sherewrytes]

T. A. R (Time, Appreciation, Respect)

(I'll always want you part 2)

Synopsis: Ony was calling Y/N constantly these days, trying to always reach out to talk and say his piece. Y/N wasn't sure if she was ready for it.

C.W. Angst, Black coded reader, Drug use (weed). Song links used as reference.

Fanfic inspired by the following song.

Solange: Cranes in the sky

Link for part one here

Time had passed since your confrontation with Ony on that fateful night. The sting of betrayal still lingered, casting a shadow over your every thought and action. You still find herself unable to shake the memories of everything that took place between you and Ony and the raw emotions it had unleashed.

It's 2:30 AM. You lie awake, replaying the conversation with Ony in your mind. A part of you acknowledges he may be right, yet you find it impossible to converse without being overwhelmed by emotions.

You heard Annie out on her part to play in all this but not Ony. You didn't have class until 2pm today so you had enough time to sleep some more if needed. You got out of bed, stretched, went to your desk to journal to clear your mind.

You lit the candle on your desk, opened your journal and poured your feelings into it. The pen felt heavy in your hand, similar to how your heart felt in your chest. You wrote about the confusion swirling within you, torn between the logic of Ony's words and the ache of betrayal that still lingered deep within your soul. Memories flashed through your mind of happier times, of sad times and every moment in between. You knew you should hear him out but, you couldn't decide if you were ready or not.

You closed the journal and texted Sasha to see if she was awake. You needed someone to talk to. Sasha responded almost immediately saying she's in the area, so she'd be over in a few and she has Connie and Eren with her.

You sighed and responded. You went to your kitchen to make a quick midnight snack for you and your quests. 15 mins later, at your apartment is Sasha, Connie and Eren.

Connie: "Is it okay if I smoke in here. Between Uni, my music shit and other shit. I'm stressed out."

You: "It's cool. I do smoke sometimes, well used to with Ony. Speaking of Ony. He's been calling my phone nonstop.

*Turns to Eren* He said you've been on his ass about me. Eren the fuck you on boy.

Eren sighed "Look I'm just looking out for him. Ony is taking this harder that I've seen him take anything. Him and I go way back. Ony only shows up to class, messages me for some weed well hella weed. He aint even in the studio much either."

You knew Eren, Connie, Mikasa and Ony were music majors at Paradis University which you all attended. Eren was the lowkey producer type that makes beats to rival the greats. Connie is a rising hip hop artist and Ony is a cross between Trap Soul and Rap. Mikasa was the soulful girl with a beautiful voice. You knew Ony never missed studio time for nothing, so you knew he was struggling.

"When last did he show up." Y/N asked Eren with some concern in her tone.

"Probably 2 months ago before that it was 3 months before that. Look you don't have to force yourself to talk to him or bear his wounds or help him heal from the mess he made on his own. It ain't your job to, What I'm asking is if you can hear him out even if its 5 minutes if you can't then Imma tell him to drop it."

You sat in silence for a bit truly wondering what to do, so you turned to Sasha. "Honestly I want to hear him out, I do but I need more time. I know everyone thinks I forgave Annie so easy, but Ony and I had something deeper than Annie and I had even with our years of friendship. Ya we were fighting and at odds that time but..I know I'm being dumb cause Annie is just as responsible as he was. I just need to clear my head some more."

Connie took a toke of his joint and passed it to Eren then Eren to Sasha. Sasha pulled out her phone and connected it to the speakers in your apartment and started playing L.E.S by Childish Gambino. They all passed the joint around the room you took a few hits here and there. Eren was mindlessly scrolling through his IG to see Ony posted a 15 sec video on IG with a link in the caption to his YouTube to his latest track Amphetamine.

Eren blurted out with a bit of shock, "What the fuck, Ony just dropped a new song. It looks like he changed his artist's name from Ony to Soro. I mean he mentioned the change last time he came in the studio. Yo Sasha disconnect real quick lemme listen to this real quick."

Sasha disconnected her phone to allow Eren to pull up the track. " The song is almost 8 mins WTF is Ony on" Eren says.

The beat kicks in with this smooth, laid-back vibe that immediately hooks you in. Everyone's silent giving the track a listen.

" It's like an amphetamine, how it marinate on my mind (stuck on me, yah) Got no doubt I'll be alright, if I just make it through the night."

You can hear, almost feel the range of emotions in the song. You can hear Ony's voice pouring out his feelings. The beat changes around 2:48 seconds in giving a whole different vibe to the song.

"Shawty cold as December, I still fold her, no Manila B-b-b-brr wit me baby, I hibernate, smoke the lettuce."

Everyone was vibing with the song until they heard Mikasa's voice drop on the track around 4:28 Everyone a bit surprised since Mikasa doesn't easily do features even if it's with her friends. Connie laughed a bit "He got Mikasa on this with him. Damn he really went all out. Aye Eren aint this the same beat he said he didn't want around 5 maybe 6 months ago?" Eren laughed thinking back to when he played this beat for Ony, and he said he hated it. Ony owed him big time for this, but he'll circle back to it. As the song finished. You sat with your eyes full of tears. You thought to yourself that you could feel every emotion Ony sang about in the song. The loss of their relationship, his struggles with his mental health and so much more.

Connie was the first the chime in when the song ended "Damn that was.... deep." "Yah it was Ony really flipped the script on this one." Eren chimed in.

Eren got a notification that Ony was live on IG. He clicked on it. He saw he was talking about his just dropped song and other usual shit that's going on in his life.

Ony's eyes were the newfound usual shade of slight bloodshot red from smoking and hardly any sleep. He was reading off a comment asking him who inspired him to write the song. he responded with "Someone but also no one."

Ony's voice flowed through the speakers in your apartment causing Eren to disconnect his phone to watch the live a bit easier.

He commented saying "Fire track man, wish you'd let me know you were droppin a song man."

Ony read the comment out loud and smirked and said "Sorry man. I wanted it to be a personal project, but I owe you one big time for the beat."

Ony and Eren were engaging in their usual banter in the comments of Ony's Instagram live. You were deep in thought when Ony read aloud a comment from someone claiming his song was inspired by his ex-girlfriend. Ony and you had a semi-public relationship, which is due to his rising fame as a Trap Soul/rap artist.

Ony sighed, his mind drifting back to the last time he saw you in person, when you came to return his belongings from your place. He had seen you around campus since then, but it simply wasn't the same. His response was "It was inspired by pain. Pain of loss, loss of love, loss of hopes, loss of dreams. Loss of self. She's part of something I lost in my life."

Ony paused, his gaze drifting off as he recalled the bittersweet memories. He took a deep breath, trying to push away the ache in his chest as he continued, his voice laden with emotion. "So yeah, she's part of what I lost, but 'Amphetamine' is also about finding myself again. It's about reclaiming my voice, my truth, and pouring it all out into my music."

A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips, though sadness lingered in his eyes. "Maybe one day she'll hear this song and understand. Understand that she's not just a memory, but a muse who ignited something within me, something I'll carry with me forever."

With that, Ony concluded, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air. The live disconnected indicating he ended it abruptly.

As the live session ends abruptly, the room falls into a heavy silence. You, sits with a mix of emotions swirling within yourself. Ony's words echo in your mind, resonating deeply with your own conflicted feelings. You can't shake the sense of nostalgia and longing that his music and words evoke. Sasha breaks the silence, her voice soft yet determined. "Y/N, are you okay?" she asks, her concern evident.

You took a moment to collect your thoughts before responding. "I don't know, Sasha," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.

Sasha nods understandingly, her eyes reflecting empathy. "I get it. It's hard to hear someone express their pain so openly, especially when it's intertwined with your own." Eren chimes in, his tone reflective. "Yeah, but maybe that's what he needs right now. It's better than him bottling it up and tryna smoke it all away."

Connie exhales a puff of smoke, his expression contemplative. "True, but it's also a lot to unpack. Y/N, you don't have to rush into anything. Take your time to process everything, to figure out what you need and want. What Ony did was messed up"

You nod, grateful for your friends' support. "Thanks, guys. I think…I think I need some time alone to sort through my thoughts."

With that que, Eren, Sasha and Connie left your apartment. you walk through your apartment heading to your room, the melody of Ony's song still echoing in your mind. Your emotions even more confusing than when you talked to Ony earlier. You looked at the time. It was almost 5 am. You decided to shower and head back to bed, hoping to get some rest before class.

Your mind was restless, torn between Ony's latest track and his words during the IG live, you were conflicted. On one hand, you acknowledged missing him, but on the other, infidelity was something you could never condone in a relationship. You recognized a desire to listen to his explanation, yet you feared your heart might not endure his version of the events.

The weight of Ony's words hangs heavy in the air, suffocating your mind with intense thoughts. Alone amidst the dim glow of your bedside lamp, the words "Maybe one day she'll hear this song and understand." taunt you with the possibility of reconciliation and closure. You thought to yourself "How could I ever hope to understand the depths of his pain when my own wounds still bleed with the memory of his betrayal?"

Finally entering your room, you sink onto the edge of the bed, burying your face in trembling hands, desperate to silence the cacophony of thoughts threatening to consume you.

"Take your time to process everything, to figure out what you need and want." Connie's words echo faintly in her mind. With a trembling sigh, you rise from the bed, your steps faltering as you make your way to the bathroom. The steady stream of water cascades over your trembling form, washing away the tears that stain your cheeks.

"It's 5 am. I should try to get some rest before class," you think to yourself. Climbing out of the shower, your limbs feel heavy. Wrapping yourself in a towel, the fabric offers a feeble shield against the lingering chill. You dress slowly, abandoning your usual routine for the simple comfort of bed, seeking to calm your mind. Eventually, you drift into sleep, the confusion in your heart, perhaps even greater than before.

*Slight Time Skip*

You finished up her class for the evening, your Textile Science class drained your mind. you run into Eren, Connie, Armin and Pieck in the courtyard chattin it up.

"Yo, Y/N!" Armin hollered, his grin wide as he motioned for her to come over. You gave a small nod, casually strolling over as they kept chattin'. It helped take your mind off things for a sec.

"So, y'all ready for tonight?" Armin asked, his eyes sparklin' with excitement. "Tonight?" you echoed, feeling a bit lost.

Armin leaned in closer, speakin' low like it was a secret. "The party, It's goin' down at my place. everybody's rolling through." You thought about if Ony was gonna be there since going Armin's parties was one of their go to things as a couple.

You shifted uncomfortably, tryna come up with an excuse to bail but before you could say anythin', Sasha and Mikasa slid through, bringin' a burst of energy to the scene. "Hey, y'all!" Sasha greeted; her smile infectious as she pulled you into a hug.

Mikasa gave a nod, her expression serious as she peeped Y/N with concern.

"Y/N, you gotta come through tonight," Pieck chimed in, her voice smooth and persuasive. "You never show up to the parties, and it's gonna be lit." Y/N hesitated, caught between the comfort of being alone and the fear of missing out on the squad's vibe.

Just then, Ony strolled past, casting a shadow over Y/N's mood. She felt a surge of anger bubbling up inside, memories of their messy situation flooding back.

Armin, clueless as ever, turned to Ony with a hopeful grin. "Yo, you coming tonight, Ony?"

Ony glanced at you for a sec before turning back to Armin, his face unreadable. But before he could answer, you spoke up with fire in your voice. "I ain't showing if he's gonna be there," you stated, pointing your finger at Ony with a fierce look.

The air got heavy; the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Y/N's heart raced as she waited for Ony's response. But instead of coming back at you, Ony just nodded quietly, his eyes holding a hint of regret before he dipped out.

You caught the concerned glances of your friends. You knew your emotions were a bit confusing being torn between wanting to hear him out, missing him then not wanting to be around him. Even though almost much time had passed, her emotions still felt raw.

You looked around to your friend group who was gauging your reaction to seeing Ony. Each stare, felt like a trap a push to make a decision you weren't ready for.

"I can't do this," you muttered, your voice barely above a whisper as you took a step back, your eyes darting between your friends and a mental escape route. Sasha's hand on your arm stopped you in your tracks, her grip firm yet gentle. "You can't run from this forever, Y/N, you're gonna have to address this or find the will to move on" she said softly, her eyes reflecting a depth of understanding. You stared at Sasha's face trying to gauge her facial expression and reaction "I know, Sash I know." you whispered hoarsely, your voice cracking with emotion. "But I'm not ready to face him, not yet. I don't know if I ever will be."

With that said you turned and left them there, briskly walking back to catch an uber back to your apartment.

----------------------------While you left-----------------------------------

Eren stared at Armin, scoffing with annoyance "Bro, how you gonna forget they ain't together no more? Ony straight up did her dirty with Annie."

Armin sighed and took a step back. "I know but they're both my friends and I want them both to be happy and come out more. guess I messed up by asking them out around each other. It's just that we hardly get to chill with both of them around, you know...it's tough."

Eren shook his head, his frustration evident in his furrowed brow. "I get that, Armin, but you gotta realize it's not just about them being happy. Ony really hurt Y/N, man. And seeing him around just brings back all that pain."

Armin's shoulders slumped in defeat, his expression reflecting the weight of his guilt. "I know, Eren, I know," he muttered, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I just... I don't know how to fix this mess."

Sasha, who had been listening quietly, spoke up with a sympathetic tone. "Maybe there's no quick fix, Armin. Sometimes all we can do is give them space and time to heal, you know?"

Connie nodded in agreement, his expression serious. "Yeah, sometimes the best thing we can do is just be there for them when they're ready to talk or when they need us."

Armin sighed; his gaze heavy with regret. "You're right," he admitted, a sense of resignation settling over him. "I just hope they both find their way through this, somehow."

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[hamiltonaf]

hey pretty, hope u okay! if it's possible, could u write something for lewis? they have been best friends since 15 after meeting in karts (the reader is a Ferrari driver) lewis has been in love w her since the day they match, but never say something bc he is afraid of losting her. the reader got out of her last relationship and they became close again and one night they just get together and end up confessing their love to both of them. this can be a social media or not, what u prefer, thank u 🤍 (and sorry about the english, it's not my first language)

Icebreaker | Lewis Hamilton

{SOCIAL MEDIA AU}

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x BFF ! Reader

Warnings: None just major fluff

A/N: Hello my loves ! My first SMAU, I hope I did it justice. Hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did. Requests are open .xo

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— I’M NOT SAYING ANY, THING. / L.D.H

summary. your best friend had a habit: falls easily in love, forgets about you, gets his heart broken, comes back to you again.

genre. angst

wc. 400+ or sum

nini’s note. wrote this under like 15 mins so if it sucks im soeey im lazy to do changes ��� this is heavily inspired by hate yourself & anjela (i was gatekeeping anjela but 💔) by tv girl (one of my fave bands ever!!!), so i recommend u listen to those songs to understand the references & enjoy this blurb slightly more :3

Was it a coping mechanism? You’d call it that, at this point, by the large amount of times it has happened.

You loved your best friend you really, really did. You weren’t sure if he did feel the same though, your best friend only loved you when he was left alone and needed somewhere to go rest and cry.

You were confused, really confused.

Haechan was a pretty boy and a loverboy at heart, everyone knew that, which made it easy for some people to take advantage of him. He’d fall in love with anyone who fell in love with him, which happens so often.

Then the heart break would come. Typical.

The relationships wouldn’t even last that long, yet Haechan would pour his heart while crying about his (now ex) lovers.

He would isolate himself in his room, for about a week or so, and no one would know what he did or how he even survived there.

After this slump, let’s say, he’d finally come out of his room and he would crave love,

and this is the part where he reminds himself he has you, his best friend who’ll be there no matter what.

He didn’t do it on purpose.

He is used to you always being around, and if anything happens, he’d crawl straight to your arms, even if he payed no attention to you throughout the whole period he had a partner,

During this period of time, you didn’t know if he was even alive anymore. Haechan would be so focused on his lovers to even think of anyone else around him, even you, especially you.

When he’d seek for your touch and comfort, you’d get false hope. Why was he cuddling with his head on your chest? Why was he staring at your lips with glossy and teary eyes? Why were his lips moving against yours? Why was he playing with your hair with one if his hands and holding your hand with the other? What were you, his girlfriend or something?

You didn’t even know what you were at this point.

Lovers? But he only wants you when he has no one.

Best friends? But he doesn’t care how you’re doing.

Friends? But he forgets about your existence.

It was frustrating to think about, which made you give up, looking at his sleeping figure next to you, clinging to you.

Why does it matter, anyways? He didn’t like you anyways. He didn’t climb into your arms because he was trying to lead you on,

he was only trying to stay warm.

[becauseimanicequeen]

The Timelines in 4 Minutes

Since the Olympics are finally over, and I have three episodes of 4 Minutes to go on, I thought I would spend some time trying to figure out the timelines.

I'm someone who figures out what I want to say by writing it out, so this post will most likely be me "thinking out loud" and drawing conclusions as I go, and then, at the end, I'll have a clearer view of the timelines (hopefully).

(This is most likely going to be one long-ass post, so beware.)

Let's start with some initial notes before I dive into the fun stuff.

The contents of this post may be influenced by some of my theories (pre-premiere theories, episode 1, episode 2, episode 3), and I might come up with new ones as I write this post (they will be highlighted in purple so possible readers of this mammoth post can choose to ignore them if they want, lol), but my focus is primarily on the timelines themselves and, perhaps, on the passing of time throughout the episodes as well.

As I start this post, I believe there are 3 timelines (which are subject to change as I continue to write):

The present timeline, which is what starts off both the 1st and the 2nd episodes (these are events from the future from our current vantage point).

The 4-minute timeline, which is where Great changes things (I've previously called this the OOBE timeline, since I believe Great is having an out-of-body experience and is "reliving" his past).

Then there's a possible third timeline (I've previously thought it might've been the real past, which showed us events that actually happened in the past paralleled with the 4-minute timeline) but I'm most unsure about this one, so I'll just call it the 3rd timeline until my thoughts are more clear about it.

Now... Where the hell do I start?

Time

It might be a good idea to start with the clues that there are different timelines at play and then dive deeper into the episodes to figure out what's happening.

Besides the obvious clues that Great is sent back in time when he has his moments of the 4-minute phenomenon (4MP), there are other clues that different timelines are at play.

The first clue shows up in the Korn and Tonkla scene from the 1st episode and all the way through to the scene where Korn drops Great off at his place after their family dinner.

This is where I'll be crazy about the details (but I'm a hundred percent sure they matter, especially since this whole show is about time), but if we look at Korn's watch when he arrives at Tonkla's place, it says 7:15-ish pm.

Later, when Tonkla wants a second round, it says 8:55 pm.

Then they get interrupted because Korn's dad wants him home for dinner. They have their family dinner, and then, when Korn drops Great off at his condo after dinner, Korn's watch says 7:15-ish while the clock on Great's phone says 07:13.

(Great already has issues with time, which I believe is the effect of him having a cardiac arrest at 11:00 in the present, but the time anomaly in this particular sequence is different than Great seeing 11:00 and counting when he's alone.)

This whole sequence is meant to be the same day Great hit Manee with his car. All of them (even the dad and Great's mom) are wearing the same clothes they wore when introduced throughout that very same day. Yet, the times on the visible watches and clocks tell us something strange is going on.

(Could this just be me overanalyzing the watches and clocks? Sure. But the interesting thing is that the time is still consistent in the sequence with Korn and Tonkla. It would make sense that they talk, then fuck, and then lie there butt ass naked and cuddling for a total of 1 h 40 min. And, again, considering this show is about time, I trust that the creators have been meticulous about those details, even if it means changing the time on the watches and clocks for every new take if needed.)

Considering what I wrote above, I might start calling the 3rd timeline Tonkla's timeline, because I feel like it revolves around him.

Either way, I will focus on the 4-minute timeline and the third one in particular because I don't see a possible 4th one right now (I might by the end of this post, though, lol).

The question is, then, how we can determine which scenes belong to which timelines. I will get to that further below, because first...

Let’s look at some more details I’ve noticed.

Blurry Edges

One of those details is the dreamy, blurry edges (I'm sure there's a technical term for this, but I have no idea what that might be, I'm just guessing that they're adding it in post-production, but don't quote me on that). Much of the show has a dreamy feel overall, but I'm talking about the blurry edges in particular.

I've noticed blurry edges in the following scenes:

When Great feels iffy in the elevator (ep 1)

I'm pretty sure there's some of it happening in the scene when Tyme is treating Manee, both in the ER and in the OR during the surgery (ep 1)

At the family dinner when Great's mom tells him he should go see Manee at the hospital (ep 1)

When Great feels iffy at the hospital before his second 4MP (ep 1)

When Great is sitting in Title's car talking about where View is (ep 2)

I'm not sure about this one since it's hard to tell because it's dark, but it might be used in the scene where Title beats the shit out of Dome (ep 2)

When Great brings Dome into the hospital (ep 2)

When Korn is having a meeting with Fasai and her dad (ep 2)

When Great feels iffy and has his fourth 4MP at the basketball court (ep 3)

When Win reads through Tonkla's brother's social media posts and comments, which is a memory of him doing it (ep 3)

And I'm pretty sure we're getting more of this since there were scenes in the trailer that had those blurry edges as well, for example:

The pattern I'm seeing with these scenes (if we exclude the first scene in the elevator, Korn's meeting with Fasai, and Win's memories, the latter might've had blurry edges just because it was his memory, btw) is that each scene has something to do with Great's 4MP, before the rewind and/or after the rewind.

(Perhaps the reason for the blurry edges showing up in Korn's scene is because he's the possible third character that's having an OOBE. And if this theory is true, there's a possibility that there's yet another timeline/reality/perspective present that entwines with both Tonkla's and Great's timelines.)

There are also the tilting camera shots (mostly showing up in scenes with Great), which I might get into next week as I continue to build on this post.

But, what does all this with the blurry edges mean?

I have no fucking clue.

Perhaps it's just meant to show that things aren't what they seem. Perhaps it's meant to show which characters are experiencing OOBEs (Great, Tyme, and possibly Korn)? Perhaps it's meant to show moments that are affected by Great changing them through his 4MP? Again, I have no fucking clue, yet (but it might start to get clearer as we get more episodes).

So, moving on...

Different Realities/Parallel Worlds/POVs?

There is another aspect to this whole timelines discussion I'm having with myself that I want to bring up. And that's the clues I've found that support the possibility of different realities/parallel worlds/different point-of-views. I'm not sure what to call them, yet.

So, let's dive into the moments I'm referring to and try and figure it out.

The second time Great experiences his 4MP, he goes to the ER's front desk and we're shown the nurse's actual desk where there's a clock that we're supposed to focus on because it's telling us that time will do weird shit again.

The moment Great has been sent back in time (after being in Manee's room), he's standing in the same position, looking down at the clock on the desk, and realizes it's happened again (just like when he hit Manee). However, this time, the things on the desk are different.

The time on the clock is the same, but the mirror is in a different position, 75 has turned to 74 (I'm not sure what these numbers mean), 77F has turned to 76F (which I'm guessing are Fahrenheit degrees), and the pink, blue, and yellow papers are lying on top of the folder the second time around.

If Great was sent back in time to the exact moment he was in before he went to Manee's room, the things on the desk would've been in the same place, right? So, he might not even have been sent back to the reality he was in before this 4MP happened.

Another clue is the sunrise and the sunset artworks on the wall at the hospital. We often see them by the entryway:

Then, in the 2nd episode, it looks like at least the right one is hanging outside Manee's room (which we've seen isn't anywhere near the front desk since Great had to walk around a bend to get to her room in the first episode).

Could they have more than one of those artworks in the hospital? Sure. So, take this with a grain of salt.

(Btw, I find those artworks so fascinating because sunrises are usually cooler (more blueish) while sunsets are usually warmer (more red/orangeish). But from our perspective, looking at them straight on, the warmer artwork has the sun setting in the west while the cooler artwork has the sun rising in the east. And, since the eye in left-to-right reading cultures often automatically goes from left to right, it's interesting that the sunset comes first and then the sunrise. Perhaps it's to show that the world is turned upside down now that Great is having these weird experiences. Or perhaps it's to show that the time between the sunset and sunrise will be important for Great and Tyme since Great watches Tyme pass those artworks (from sunset to sunrise) the first time he has visions of them having sex. But, I digress...)

Another set of clues is in the scene with Great and Tyme sitting on the bleachers by the basketball court and Great has another 4MP in the third episode.

The first time we see this wide shot, there are 5 people (excluding Great and Tyme):

4 of them are wearing white shirts (one with a darker cardigan), and they sit on Great's side. One wears a blue shirt and sits on Tyme's side. This is where Great asks Tyme why he didn't call before coming to the University.

As they continue to talk (and the camera shot is closer to them), you can see the top of the head of a girl walking towards the bleachers. There's also another person walking by, waving, but he's walking right past them rather than towards the bleachers.

Then, as Great thanks Tyme for the Thai tea and gets up to leave, we get this wide shot. The only difference here is that the girl who walked towards the bleachers is now sitting next to her friend. That seems logical, right?

But, then Great has his rewind, and he comes back to the moment where Tyme reminds Great to get his wound treated. Great tells Tyme about his precognition and Tyme tells Great that he will consult with one of his doctor friends. Then, as Tyme stands up to leave, we get this wide shot:

The two girls at the bottom left are in the same position but the girls two steps above and to the far left are different, the boy and the girl next to them are new, and the boy with the white shirt to the right is the same boy that sat on Great's side previously.

Coincidence?

Well... After Tyme tells Great that he can call him Tyme rather than Doctor, and Great says that they should grab something to eat after he gets his wound treated, we get this shot:

Now we're back to the original two girls to the left, there are new boys wearing black on the bottom left, and the boy in blue is back again. That's a lot of moving around in such a short time.

The only things that stay consistent in all of the shots are the bags (except for one of them) and bottles.

So, what's going on? Is this another one of those things that happened at the hospital where Great was sent back to a reality where things were different from the reality he was in before the 4MP?

Is the show giving us different perspectives? For example, Great's perspective before his 4MP, Tyme's perspective when he says he'll talk to Den, and Great's perspective again when Tyme has left? That could work for the hospital example as well since it was from Great’s perspective before the 4MP but turned into Tyme’s after the 4MP as he asked the nurse at the front desk who the guy that bumped into him was.

Or is the show just underlining how strange everything is during the 4-minute timeline (and Great's possible OOBE)?

Well, the latter might not be it because clues like this don't just show up when Great is around.

In the first episode when Korn comes to Tonkla's place, Tonkla's laptop shows he has something blue and yellow on his screen:

Then the screen is black as if it's been turned off:

Later, when it cuts to them lying naked on the sofa, it's just white:

Also, notice how the small spotlight behind the desk is positioned differently and pointing in another direction on the desk than in the first image above.

Could it be that Tonkla simply used the laptop and moved the lamp between them having sex and lying there? Sure. Again, if we look at Korn's watch from the beginning of this whole sequence (7:15-ish pm) to when Tonkla wants a second round (8:55 pm), we know he had 1 h 40 min to rearrange things and do stuff on that laptop.

But, you know, unless the house is on fire, who would move from that spot on top their sugar daddy who is lying there deliciously naked? And especially to do some stuff on a laptop? Fuck technology (the not-so-good kind of fuck) and fuck your sugar daddy instead (the deliciously bad kind of fuck). We all know Tonkla wants to. But, I digress...

Take this detail with a grain of salt if you want to (or a whole fistful). For me, though, this shows that there's a possibility that changes and inconsistencies like this aren't just happening around Great. And (to my crazy mind, at least), that it might be two timelines showing up throughout this particular sequence between Korn and Tonkla.

24 Hour vs AM/PM Clock Settings

And on the topic of inconsistencies... Another thing I want to point out is the inconsistencies with the digital clocks when it comes to them being 24-hour clocks or set to the am/pm thing.

The hospital seems to have a 24-hour setting in some cases:

But not in others:

This could be in the morning, of course, and the darkness outside Manee's window might just be because of the thunder/lightning storm (but I still think it's night rather than morning).

And then we also have Great (who, to be fair, has a special relationship to time in this show), who sees 11:00/11:02 both in the morning and at night:

And the am/pm thing is on his phone when Korn drops him off:

Even though his phone seems to have the 24-hour setting:

More than once:

But, again, Great clearly has issues with time and clocks/watches. So, this might just be a way to show how confusing it is to him.

But, what if it isn't? What if it's an indication that several realities are entwining? (Okay, I feel like I'm going with the term "realities" when it comes to this.)

My Timelines So Far

So, what are my conclusions after watching the first 3 episodes?

At this point, I think there are 3 timelines:

The present timeline.

The 4-minute timeline.

The real past/Tonkla's timeline (which is meant to show us the real past events that happened, most of it from Tonkla's perspective).

Having Tonkla's timeline be the real past is possible considering the inconsistencies in time during the Korn and Tonkla scene and then the Korn and Great scene in the 1st episode.

And before someone says this doesn't make sense because of all the missed calls Korn has (if anyone is still reading this, lol)... Well, that's because Korn exists in both timelines and the scene when he looks at the missed calls in that bathroom in the 3rd episode:

Could be the 4-minute timeline rather than Tonkla's timeline (the real past). That could make sense because all we've seen of Tonkla since Korn told him off over the phone is him waiting by his phone for Korn to call.

We never saw Tonkla call Korn again after being told off.

On the flip side, if Korn is in the real past when he looks at those missed calls in episode 3, it would make sense that when he wants to call Tonkla while he's waiting for Great at the bar (in the 4-minute timeline), the icons on the top right of his phone are different from the phone he looked at in the bathroom:

(Am I getting too crazy about this? Yes. Do I care? No, because it's fun.)

Could he be using different phones? Yes. Could those icons change depending on where he is and what settings he's using? Sure (I'm not familiar with Samsung phones so I have no idea what most of those icons mean). But it could also mean that we're seeing Korn in different timelines in these two scenes, which makes it possible for Tonkla's timeline to show us the real past.

(I personally prefer the option that the scene with Korn looking at the missed calls is from Tonkla's timeline (the real past) while Korn almost calling Tonkla in the bar, and then smiling at his phone as he's going to the bathroom, is from the 4-minute timeline where Tonkla's brother (who I believe is Dome) hasn't been killed.)

Also, I think showing us the real past is a smart way to show us what leads up to Tonkla beating the shit out of someone.

(I believe that scene is from the real timeline, and whoever he's beating with that rock, might have an effect on the things that are happening right now. I'm not sure what kind of effect, though. Perhaps it's a possible third person experiencing an OOBE and "living" in the 4-minute timeline. Perhaps Great is going through this OOBE to prevent that murder from happening after he wakes up (if he ever does). I'm not sure at this point.)

So, that's where I'm at with the timelines after 3 episodes.

And, when it comes to the inconsistencies in certain scenes, the easy answer is that they are just meant to show that this whole 4-minute timeline is an inconsistent mess of (what I believe to be) Great's OOBE.

But, I would personally find it more interesting if these inconsistencies (like all the people around Great and Tyme changing in that scene at the basketball court) are evidence that there is more than one character experiencing an OOBE and that the inconsistencies shown are there because the characters have different perspectives of the events happening.

Now, I had planned to make a flowchart of the scenes in each episode divided into the three different timelines I've written about above. But, I want to get this post out before the 4th episode drops tomorrow, and I just don't have time to make the flowchart before that (or enough images left in this post to fit something like a flowchart in it before I hit the pesky limit). So I'll wait with that chart until next week instead (when I'll continue to build on this post in a reblog).

Waiting to create and post the flowchart until after the new episode tomorrow also gives me another episode to nerd out about. It's a win-win for me.

[iamthatonefangirl]

sorry about bugging again, but I gotta ask you this: does harvey (your perfect, miraculous amazing harvey) want kids? because he is like, conveniently, old enough to be reader's dad and I was just wondering...

(love your version of him so damn much it makes me silly)

girl from uptown, you are welcome to bug me anytime. i welcome it. i ask you to please bug me.

i’ll preface this by saying that i only write for my own interests and preferences (but i love asks and hearing other scenarios/ideas)

~~~

harvey didn’t really ever plan on having kids, seeing as how he was a bachelor whose work came before all else.

but then he met you.

his relationships before you were never anything long-term; he’d had serious relationships in the past with women he truly loved, but he still never saw himself getting married. he never thought that far into the future, and often his relationships never developed to that point due to the glaring mommy and commitment issues.

somehow, you made him want to think about his future more in depth. his own career would always come first, and you could understand that more than anyone else could. where many of his other relationships had been held with the goal of a family in her mind, you were different.

your ambitions and goals aligned with his. your relationship was meaningful and you put all your effort into it, but you both considered your work to be above all else.

and so once you’d been together long enough, the conversation, naturally, came up. when you told him “I’m way too young to be a mom!!” he laughed through the insecurity of remembering how much older than you he was. how most men his age had settled down with women his own age and had popped out a few babies already.

but harvey wasn’t like the majority of men his age. and you were independent and self-sufficient and it didn’t matter that you were twenty years younger than him, because you had the same mindset.

so when you told him after that little comment that you didn’t want children, he didn’t know what to feel. he had never seriously considered marriage, but now here he was, potentially preparing to take that leap. he expected you would want to have children, like the rest of the women he dated. he’d been prepared to give up his bachelor days for you and trade it in for a family, if that’s what you wanted. but you told him no.

he let it ruminate in his mind for a while, but he knew that you two could be happy as a couple whose primary focus was on each other and your careers. having kids just wasn’t in the stars for you, and you were both content with that.

(even though you were on birth control, he got a vasectomy for you, too, because he loves to come inside you)

~~~

sorry i just wrote this on my phone in like 15-20 mins. i should have something longer out tomorrow!

also i NEEEEEED to write more about him being an old man. i’m just. so obsessed with it lol

[peterparkersnose]

Jealousy, Jealousy.

pairing: Joel Miller x reader

word count: 2k

warnings: angst, jealousy, fighting, partial nudity, domestic violence and toxic relationship description, drunk reader, respectful Joel with a hint of pervert Joel

a/n idk why but when i wrote this i imagined the reader having a southern accent. optional if you want to apply it but idk. i don’t have one myself, i got my midwestern accent here.

summary Joel is jealous seeing Y/N with another man across the bar

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Part 2 here

Joel felt his shoulders slump. He wasn’t quite sure why. Maybe it was the alcohol fueling his emotions, but he really wanted to punch the douchebag that was hanging off your face. It was embarrassing to watch, the man was so drunk that he basically just licked your lips. But just as you do, you elegantly gave a small chuckle, reached your hand up to his cheek and rested your forehead in the crook of his nose. Your smile melted into his lips. At the same time across the room, your smile almost took Joel out.

If there wasn’t live music playing and people circling him on the dance floor, you could have heard Joel Miller’s fragile heart crack.

He couldn’t believe you were with such a douchebag. Why should he care? Why should he care?

He shouldn’t. It was a stupid crush. That’s all.

He wasn’t a jealous man.

“You alright?” Tommy asked, his energy taking Joel out of his trance. Joel grunted in response. “You seem like you ‘bout to kill Bradley over there. Blowin’ him up in your mind ‘n stuff.” Tommy chuckled. Joel didn’t say anything in response. “Is it because he’s sucking on Y/N’s face?” Tommy whispered in his ear, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Why don’t you back the fuck up,” Joel spit at him.

Tommy walked backwards holding his hands defensively in the air with a smirk on his face. “Quit bein’ so obvious, big brother. Do something before you loose something.”

Joel turned back to look at you, but the two barstools were now empty. He hated imagining what was currently happening between the two of you. It made him cringe even thinking about it. His face scrunched as he began to feel overwhelmed by the bar scene of the night. He slipped out the front door and on to the porch of the bar.

Fresh snow fell and left a thin sheet of snow on the streets. He wasn’t sure if a storm was coming in, but he could definitely see himself early the next morning helping shoveling the streets.

He grunted as he sat back in one of the old rocking chairs. Cold calloused hands rubbed the sides of his jeans. The light from the windows peered outside, giving small reflections of the windows on the ground. The shadows of couples dancing displaying in front of his eyes made Joel long for something he hadn’t had in over a decade.

His thoughts dissolved him as he finished his drink dreaming of what could have been. He continued to mindlessly watch the reflections of the happy couples dancing.

The dancing seemed to slow suddenly, more violent and quick movements started to show in the reflection. Joel turned and peered in the window to see what was happening.

A large brawl of people seemed to be holding someone back. Mostly the most intimidating looking men and women who were scattered thorough out the bar had come together to hold back a person he couldn’t see. He turned his head and then saw you; Your hand was sprawled over your chest trying to cover the bit of shirt you had left. Tears had stained your cheeks as you watched the scene unfolding. Dina and Maria were at your side trying to keep you modest next to the bar. Joel caught a glimpse of your purple bra just as his attention was thrown back to the middle of the dance floor.

Bradley had let loose from the people holding him back. Joel darted quickly into the bar, almost as fast as Bradley’s hands went for your throat. It wasn’t even a second thought.

Dina let out a loud gasp as Joel’s fist plummeted into Bradley’s face. He brought up his arm for another punch but Bradley had already fallen on the ground from the first one. Joel shook out his fist. He hadn’t punched anyone in a while, Jackson was making him soft.

Joel smirked as he looked down at the pathetic man on the ground. “Better get out of here before I raise hell on ‘ya,” Joel said slowly, kicking him in the side as the man whimpered. “Go on,” he yelled, pointing towards the back door. Bradley scuffled on his bottom, looking up with pure terror in his eyes. Joel would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy this.

Joel turned his back on Bradley and met eyes with you.

He took off his jacket without a second thought and handed it to you. He gave you an honest smile, trying to make you feel a bit better.

“You alright?” he asked. The rest of the bar was now trying to break the defining silence and go back to the flow of the night, but now the scene was just so awkward. Joel needed to get you out.

“Mhm,” you sniffled, shaking your head. “You wanna get out of here?” he whispered in your ear, helping you zip up his jacket on yourself.

“Mhm,” you repeated yourself, wiping a tear falling from your eye.

“You got it from here Joel?” Dina asked him. “I got her,” Joel said, wrapping his arm loosely around your waist. Dina trusted Joel with you, she knew there’s no way he could ever hurt you.

“You still living on fourth street?” Joel asked, shielding you from the cold. “Yeah but…” you sighed. “I-I don’t want him coming after me. Later tonight, I just know when he sobers up he’s gonna be looking for me.”

Your voice began to shake and Joel could tell you were genuinely scared. “You could stay at my place tonight. I doubt he would be comin’ around there any time soon,”

Your eyes met his as you looked up at him. “Really?” you asked, holding on to his bare arm. “Anything for you, darlin’.”

The snow had began to pick up as he opened his creaky front door.

“Come with me,” Joel said leading you upstairs. You looked at the pictures hanging on his walls going upstairs. You didn’t take Joel for an art guy. Apart from one picture with a much younger version of himself and a young blonde girl in it, it was just old art on his wall that was in desperate need of restoration.

“These yours?” you asked him. “Nah. Was in the house when I got it. Nice to look at sometimes though,”

“And the girl?” you asked.

Joel stopped half way up the stairs.

“Old friend,” he spit out. He took a deep breathe and turned around and extended his hand to you. Gracefully, you took it.

His room was most definitely a mans room. He scrambled over to the bed and pulled up his sheets quickly in an attempt to tidy up. “I-I wasn’t expecting guests,”

You stood and looked around his room as he rummaged through his closet. A pile of unwashed clothes sat in one corner. A few rifles and a bow sat on his dresser. He carefully placed his revolver from his belt next to them.

“Here, which one?” he asked you. He held up a red flannel or a blue tee shirt. “Hmm,” you questioned. “Can I borrow the flannel? S’pose to get cold.” you asked. “Have it if you want. I barely wear it anymore.”

That was a lie. It was his favorite flannel.

“I’ll bring it back, I promise.” you smiled, zipping off his coat. You almost forgot your shirt was torn into basically two strips of fabric lying on your shoulders.

Joel’s eyes shot up to the ceiling as you peeled off what was left of your shirt. “You got a trash bin in here?” you asked, holding the straps of fabric in your hand. “Uh, in the bathroom yeah.” Joel grunted, head still glued to the ceiling as he pointed in the direction of the closed bathroom door.

“Damn shame, I really liked this shirt.” you sighed from the bathroom. His gaze fell to his mirror reflection he could see from the bedroom.

Joel kept telling himself no but he couldn’t resist. Your skin had a few scars like his. It suddenly made his insecurities about those loosen up a bit. You had a tiny blood stain under your lip he didn’t notice until now. His eyes kept moving from your face to your body to the floor, trying to keep his perversions on the low.

“You sure it’s okay if I stay here?” you ask, emerging from the bathroom in his flannel. Something about seeing you in his clothes drove him crazy. This had to be a dream, there was no way this was happening. Y/N L/N standing in front of him in his clothes, tying her hair up asking permission if it’s okay for her to stay the night. Joel had to resist the urge to pinch himself.

“Uh, yeah. Make yourself comfortable. If you need anything, I’ll be downstairs.” he said nervously, dragging himself back in to reality. He was half way down the hallway when your head poked out of the door.

“Whatcha doin’ downstairs tonight?” you curiously asked.

“Sleeping?” Joel asked confused, a slight smirk appearing on his face.

“Oh no please. Take the bed, I-I can’t do that.” you insisted. Joel sighed.

“Well I’m not letting you sleep on my couch.” he bantered, placing his hands on his hips.

“I’ll sleep on the floor. How does that sound? I used to do it all the time as a kid and I-”

“Don’t be ridiculous Y/N. C’mon.” Joel sighed, re entering his room.

He folded back his sheets once again. He prayed there wasn’t any dirty socks or crumbs left in there from late night crackers. (JOEL EATS CRACKERS IN BED???)

The thought of sleeping on the floor left your mind when you saw how comfortable his bed looked. And it was.

Your face plummeted into a pillow, the alcohol in your system making itself present. “It smells like you,” you muttered into the pillow. Joel pretended not to hear that as he pulled the sheets over you.

He grabbed the other pillow and plopped it on the floor.

“Everything smells like you. The shirt, the bed. Smells like man.” you giggled.

His heart was beating so fast in his chest.

“You comfy down there?” you asked, your eyes appearing over the bed’s edge along with two hands adjacent to your head.

“Yup,” Joel sighed, placing his hands behind his head.

“Why don’t you come up here with me? I can’t let you sleep on the floor. I mean, I gotta respect my elders.”

Joel opened one eye at you and scowled. “Joke, joke! I’m only joking. I tell bad jokes when I’m tipsy.”

“Oh your tipsy alright.” he muttered.

“Please?” you whined.

Even as much as Joel wanted to he knew he couldn’t. You were very obviously drunk and was in no way able to give consent to anything. He was a true gentleman, what could he say? Even if it was as innocent as cuddling, he didn’t want sober you to regret anything.

“Not tonight Y/N. Come back sober and we’ll talk.”

“Promise?” you asked, rolling back over in bed. He heard his old frame creek as you did.

“I promise. Get some sleep, pretty girl.”

“He called me pretty girl!” you whispered to yourself a little too loudly.

As Joel drifted off to the sounds of your soft snoring, he thought to himself.

Was Tommy right all along? Did you really have some sort of feeling towards him or were you just acting this way because he brought you home and gave you a place to stay.

I mean, how often did he really interact with you. If it wasn’t a passing Hello when you were with Ellie or you switching off on patrol and asking how his went, there wasn’t much there.

He tried not to let his intrusive thoughts linger.

The one thought that did linger though was that Y/N L/N was asleep in his bed.

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[lxvxwritings]

Eren, my friend...

Pairing: Eren x reader

Word count: 4k 

Summary: Your boyfriend doesn’t acknowledge your presence, but Eren does, and he was going to do anything to make you leave him.  

Themes: CHEATING READER (with Eren), modern au, afab!reader, mentions of getting high and weed

Tw: infidelity (i don’t condone cheating, DON’T cheat, but eren’s so fine… and also don’t stay with people that treat you less that you deserve, pls <3), size kink, marking, nipple play, dry humping, thigh riding, oral (m and f receiving), cum eating, rough sex, vaginal penetration, cream pie, dirty talk, daddy kink, degradation, praising, name calling (whore, slut), pet names (princess, baby…) 

Your boyfriend was on the couch at your side not paying you any attention. You wanted to see him and he didn’t want to move, so you, as always, went to see him at his house. There was a shitty show on the tv that your boyfriend loved to watch while he was high. And he was high all the time, he preferred to smoke than to see you. And you knew it, but you decided to stay with him because you didn’t want more stress in your life, and going through a break up right now didn’t sound good. It was egotistical, but you didn’t give a shit at this point. 

You went through your text messages and saw that Eren wrote to you. That bastard… he knew he was so fine that he could have any girl he wanted, but he texted you. You knew him for years now and he was always telling you to leave your boyfriend, that he didn’t deserve you, and he was right. He didn’t deserve the woman you were, you needed someone that treated you the way a woman should be treated. 

You looked at your boyfriend and tried to make a conversation with him. 

“Hey, baby.” You said with a sweet voice, but he didn’t even look at you. You touched his arm to get his attention and the only thing he did was to move his arm so you were not touching him. You huffed, you were tired of being ignored. You crossed your arms and tried not to text Eren right now, but you knew that was not going to be possible. Your boyfriend was laughing alone watching the shitty programme while smoking a blunt, not even asking you if you wanted some. You were tired of his shit. 

You looked at your phone again and clicked on Eren’s message. Wanna hang out today? sent 17:12. R u with your shitty boyfriend again? sent 17:25

You sighed and answered him. Where do you wanna go? sent 17:45

The response came faster that you thought, not even two minutes passed by. I’ll pick you up, do you wanna watch something in my house? sent 17:46

A smile appeared on your face. I’m at my boyfriend’s, you know the address? Sure sent 17:47

I’ll be there in 15 mins, wait for me outside. sent 17:47

You waited patiently until it was time, you said your boyfriend goodbye and he didn’t dare to look at you, he was in his own world, and sooner rather than later, you were not going to be in it. 

You waited outside his house and saw Eren coming in his car to pick you up. You almost ran when you saw him and didn’t hesitate at all to get into his car. 

“Ready, darling?” said Eren with his beautiful and playful smile. You smiled at him, looking at his beautiful emerald eyes. Yes, you were ready to leave behind that bitch. He looked at his front again and started to drive home. 

“Are you going to leave him?” “Yes, not now, but maybe tomorrow or in some days. I want to think that he will try to see me or fight for me, but I think we both know that’s not going to happen.” You knew Eren was impatient for you to leave him, but now he was rather serious. “I want you to be happy, and he’s not doing it. You cried more being with him than when you were single.” He was right, but you didn’t want to think about it. 

The ride went by so fast that you thought you teletransported. Opening the door of his house, he put his hand on the small of your back, and guided you to his couch. You started to get butterflies in your stomach. You didn’t have a crush on him, right? I mean, you couldn’t think about that, but he made you so happy… only with a look he had you on your knees. But also, you knew that he was out of your league, he was a Greek god and there wasn’t a girl that didn’t have a crush on him. You both sat down, and he started to bring snacks and drinks for you to have. “What do you want to watch?” “Literally, I don’t care.” 

He put the first thing he saw, it was going to be in the background while you talked, so it didn’t matter that much. 

“I thought you couldn’t look any more beautiful, but look at you today.” He said with a grin. You knew you were red, and a little smile appeared on your face while looking at your shoes. You didn’t want to look at him because you will literally melt. “Thank you Eren, but you don’t have to lie.”

Eren’s face was contorted into a idontknowwhatyouaretalkingabout face. “What are you talking about?” 

“I mean, look at you, why are you telling me this?”

“Because you are.” his face was dead serious. He wasn’t lying. 

“Being so much with him melted your brain, princess?”

You looked at him with wide eyes. But the hot on your cheeks was not going away anytime soon. 

“You deserve someone that makes you feel beautiful and worthy, and who’ll be better than me?”

You laughed in his face, thinking that he was joking, as always. But he wasn’t. You looked at him again with big eyes. His hand caressed your cheek, and he left his hand in there, feeling you. “I could make you so happy, baby. You just have to give me a chance.” 

You knew Eren was a beast in bed but you didn’t know if he was a good lover. With all probability, he was. He was faithful to death and always treated you like a princess. Your brain was going a thousand kms per hour. You didn’t know what to do. You wanted to kiss him and for him to fuck you until you didn’t know your name. You wanted him to do whatever he wanted. And you were here for it. 

You got closer and closer until finally, your lips crashed in a rushed kiss. Eren grabbed your hips and made you straddle him, never stop kissing. Your hand moved to the back of his head, and little by little strands of his hair came out of his man bun he made everyday. His tongue was playing with your lips, asking for permission to finally taste you whole. You obliged and opened your mouth for him. Your tongue was playing with his, exploring every inch of his mouth you could, not stopping any minute to breathe. 

Your hips were slowly moving in his lap, getting both of you some friction. You moaned in Eren’s mouth because of the pleasure of his dick rubbing your pussy. Eren took advantage of your open mouth to place his tongue deeper inside of you. His hands were roaming from your hips to your waist, repeatedly. Your hand intertwined in his hair, finally letting him free from the bun he had perfectly made this morning. His hair fell in his face, and he was beautifully framed by his long and dark hair. 

Your hips couldn’t stop moving, and every now and then you moaned, not wanting to hold back, and even if you wanted you couldn’t stop, it felt so nice you wanted to be like this forever. And if the friction was that good, imagine what could happen when he fucked you sensless like all this women claimed. 

He separated from your lips to look at you. “You look so beautiful, fuck. Are you feeling how hard you are getting me?” You couldn't say anything but moan at his words. He kissed your neck, starting at the top, behind your ears. His hands were in your back, pulling you closer to him, even though that was impossible. You were so tiny in comparison to him and that made him go feral. His lips and tongue were tracing your neck, leaving marks behind. He left hickeys in the front, where everyone could see. You didn’t care that your boyfriend could see them, in fact you wanted him to know that you were Eren and Eren’s only. He passed his tongue after leaving the marks to soothe the pain. 

“‘want you to ride my thigh, would you do that for me?” He said it in his deep and lustful voice that made you do anything he wanted while looking at you with blown lust pupils. You nodded and he helped you to take your pants off. He was fully clothed and pretended to be like this, so you could grind yourself on his jeans, getting even more friction. He discarded your pants somewhere in his living room and left you with your thong. 

He pressed his finger in your clothes pussy and you whined. You were soaked. He could smell you from his seated position. Slowly, he took them off, and with his index finger he made a trail from your entrance to your clit. He had a grin on his face the whole time, he was having so much fun. He licked his finger while looking at you and you almost fainted. He looked so fucking good and your pussy started almost dripping. 

“You taste heavenly.” He said while kissing your tummy and caressing your waist. He then placed you between his leg and pressed you down. “Mmmmph” that’s all you could say. 

“So whiny just from sitting on my leg, you’re so desperate.” he was so unfair, and that just turned you on even more. He was so fucking hot you wanted to eat his dick until he came hard on your throat. 

“Move for me.” and you obliged, not wanting to wait more. Your hips started to move slowly at first, you were a little shy and he knew it. He wanted to see you flustrated. He wasn’t going to help you get off, but before letting you have fun, he pulled up your shirt (luckily for you, you were not wearing any bra) and made you bite it, so he could see your beautiful tits move with every move on your hips. Your hands were in his legs, trying not to fall. Your nipples were hard from the friction on your shirt before, and with the cold air were still perky, ready to be sucked. But Eren was mean, and he wasn’t going to give you that satisfaction, not yet. 

Your clit was rubbing perfectly in his jeans and he was adoring his view, with his arms crossed behind his head. Your spit was slowly dripping on your shirt. “You’re making a fucking mess, so fucking desperate to get off? Pathetic.” And you moaned even higher. He was making you so fucking wet. There was a stain in his jeans and it was going to be bigger. “Look at you, trying to get off by yourself. How many times were you dreaming this?” and he emphasized the sentence by clenching his leg, giving you extra friction. “MMMPH” that all you could mutter. Your eyes were closed, but you opened them just to see his beautiful face, with his long hair and that scene almost made you cum. “Fuck, what a slut you are. Are you having fun there using me?” And your eyes went to the back of your head while desperately riding his leg. You didn’t know you were into degrading, but holy shit, that was so hot. You whined while going faster, riding his leg like a bitch in heat. He was clenching his thigh from time to time to help you reach your orgasm. Finally, with a loud whimper, you came, making a mess in his thigh. He then, grabbed you and let you to his room. 

He placed you in your bed, sitting in front of his crotch. You were so fucking horny and you wanted to suck the life our of him. You palmed his erection through his jeans and kissed it. His hand was on your hair, caressing you. “So sweet for me.” You looked up at him and whined again, you didn’t know you could get to whiny. You bit your bottom lip while looking him in the eyes and undoing his belt. When the belt was done, you took off his trousers and his underwear. And oh my fucking god, he was huge. 

“Open your mouth.” And you opened your mouth to him. He placed two of his fingers in your mouth, making you gag in his long and big fingers. You were still looking at him as if you were in a trance and he couldn’t control himself. He pushed his fingers deeper, preparing you for his big and fat cock. Your spit started to gather on the corner of your lips and soon started to drool into your tits. He pushed his fingers in and out of you a couple of times before grabbing in dick and stroking himself while looking at you. 

“See how hard you make me, princess? You’re all mine.” You nodded and he smiled at you. His dick twitched at your beautiful face. His tip was leaking precum and you, as his good girl, licked it clean. The tip of your tongue pressed lightly against his slit and he hissed at the sensation. His hand on your hair tightened a little bit. You moved it in circles, never leaving the tip. Your hand was playing with his balls while the other was caressing his dick. His long, thick and veiny dick was a sight to behold. You grabbed his dick with your right hand and smeared the precum and your spit in your lips, never stopping looking at him. His mouth was a little agape, looking at you in awe. His little slut. Your juices were dripping on his bedsheets  and your cunt was clenching from the view. Eren with his long hair down made you have impure thoughts. 

Your mouth opened again to welcome his member in your warm mouth, and he let out a breathy moan. He threw his head back from the pleasure and your tongue started to work on his shaft again. You were bobbing your head back and forth and taking more of him little by little. Your tongue playing with him too. One of your hands was masturbating the part of his dick you couldn’t get in your throat while the other was playing with his balls. 

“AH.” he thrusted more into your throat, he wanted to feel his big cock contracting in it. The combo was making him crazy, you were making him crazy. “You suck cock so fucking well, I’ll make sure that, no- no one gets to try it ever a-again.” His moans were getting higher every time. You loved how he had no shame and was so vocal. His pretty voice was getting strained from the pleasure and you swallowed more of him. He started to thrust in your mouth, chasing his high, but he wasn’t going to cum in your mouth, not today. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He stopped and pushed you a little to get his cock out of your mouth. “Want you to cum in my mouth.” you said to him with big puppy eyes. “As much as I want to, I’m going to fill you up full of my cum until it’s dripping out of your pussy.” Your eyes widened and your pussy clench at his words. Without another word grabbed you from your waist and laid you down on his bed. 

He towered over you, and his arms were on each side of your head. He lowered himself to kiss you one more time. His kisses were demanding and you couldn’t stop the thoughts of other women getting the same treatment that you were getting now. But you discarded that feeling, now you had to enjoy every second that you could with this man right there. 

His arms were flexed, supporting his weight trying not to crush you and you couldn’t help but to touch them. He was strong, everybody knew that, but touching his clenched arms made you even wetter, and he knew it. Both of your spit was drooling into your chin, Eren’s tongue was discovering all of your mouth again. Your hand was on the back of his head, grabbing some of his hair that was framing his gorgeous face. 

He separated himself from your mouth and a string of saliva was connecting you two. He smirked with his mischievous smile that got all the girls wet, and his mouth trailed down to your cleavage. His hand roamed the valley of your breast while his tongue was making his way towards your nipples. 

“So fucking beautiful. Look at these tits, all mine.” And after that, the tip of his tongue was playing with your left nipple. “Ah, Eren…”. You were a mess, so wet and so horny. Eren’s tongue continued playing with your nipple while slightly biting it. “Fuck, more!” You wanted everything of him. And he obliged, biting again and soothing the little pain he caused you with his warm tongue. The right hand was playing with your other boob, not wanting to leave you unattended. He was twisting and flicking it and you were going to cum. 

“Eren, Eren… gonna cum.” 

“Your nipples are so sensitive… I'm gonna have fun with you.” And again that beautiful and mischievous smile of his. He didn’t stop playing with them and he wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. 

“Eren…” 

“Tell me, my slut.”

Fuck, you craved his dick inside your wet pussy. You needed him or you were going to combust. 

“Mmmphh, p-please, Eren, please.” You couldn’t think, your brain was like mush, you didn’t have any coherent thoughts, only his dick. His fingers were flicking your nipples and your hand started to travel to your clit, you needed some friction. But Eren stopped your hand midway. 

“What do you think you’re doing, mh? Use your words.”

“Please.”

“Use your words or I’ll stop,”

“Fuck me Eren, I need your big cock inside my fucking pussy, pleasee.”

“That’s my girl. That wasn’t that hard, was it?”

He laughed, and he gave you what you craved. He took off his shirt first, and you could see his abs, the most beautiful boy ever. Your eyes half closed because you were so, so horny that that’s the only thing you could do. He took two fingers and wetted them in your juices, so he could stroke his dick better. You moaned desperately. Finally, he took his dick with one hand, while the other hand was at the side of your head, and placed the tip of his dick in your entrance. He was going slow, because he was big, and didn’t want to hurt you, but you were so wet that it wasn’t a problem. 

You both moaned at the sensation. Your wetness involving his dick, and you clenched your pussy at the sensation. 

“Fuck, do that again.” And you did it. You clenched your pussy for him, making him moan in response. His pace was slow but steady, ready to destroy your pussy whenever you were ready. 

“Eren, faster, please, please, please.” You chanted the last word like your life depended on it. “I’m gonna destroy your pussy, is that what a whore like you wants? Fuck.” And his strokes got faster and harder. 

“AH YESYESYESYES.” your head was backwards and your mouth was in a o shape. Every thrust he gave made you moan, the harder they were the higher the moan. Your hands were clenching his sheets, his hair was falling in your face. You were in heaven. He was fucking you so hard, you needed his dick like that, you wanted more and more. 

“I feel you clenching, going to cum for me? For daddy? I can feel my dick inside of you” And he pressed one hand in your tummy to feel the outline of his dick inside of you.

Oh my god. You were going to die of pleasure. His deep voice dirty talking to you got your pussy gushing with your sweetness. “Yes, daddy, fuck me more, I’m gonna come!” 

His thumb was circling your little clit, giving you the extra friction you needed to cum on Eren’s cock. After some seconds you came hard, with a cry and your eyes closed. His thrust didn’t stutter, he was giving you what you deserved. Your pussy was wetter than ever and even you thought that was impossible. You got sensitive but didn’t want to stop. Eren got your legs and put them on his shoulders, folding you into his bed. That new position allowed him to fuck you deeper and harder. “S-s too m-much!” 

“You fucking love it, don’t you? Love it when I fuck you deep and hard, giving you all my cum.”

His hips were starting to stutter, he was so close, your pussy made just for him, so tight and warm, he was going to fill you up to the brim. “I’m going to cum inside that pussy.” You were begging him to, and he wasn’t going to deny you that. 

After some more thrusts, he spilled his cum inside of you. You felt how he filled you entirely. His breath was uneven, but oh, he wanted to do it again. He took his dick out of you and you whined, because you felt so empty without him inside of you…

But he wasn’t finished. He got down on you and started to eat you out. His cum was mixed with your arousal and he moaned at the flavour. “Eren, oh fuck.” He started to lick you clean, not leaving anything behind. He folded your legs again, to have more access to his sweet pussy. His tongue on your entrance was going in and out, getting everything inside of you in his tongue. Swallowing everything. He was so vocal the vibrations were sending you to the edge again. After everything was clean, he played with your clit again, making you cum all over his face, and oh god didn’t he love that. 

“Eren...” your voice was tired and filled with lust. He got up from below you and kissed you eagerly again. His tongue filled with both of your cum, salty and tangy, all together. You moaned at the taste. Making out like this was something you would’ve never guessed. And you loved it. 

“Please, baby, break up with your boyfriend.” Eren said between kisses. Your boyfriend wasn’t even on your mind, but that was the signal you needed to break up with that asshole. 

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[wonton4rang]

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that's not how this works.

pairing: sungho x reader.

warnings: +18, smut, mentions of cheating.

summary: based on charlie puth's song 'that's not how it works', with some changes because yes. basically cheater coming back and sungho fucking the shit out of you < 3

note: small thought i had to get out, wrote this in like 15 min, did not check anything so it might have typos but omg sungho is soooo hot 😭😭😭

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sungho was never the type to sleep around, he is a very relationship centered boy, he loved to have something stable with an specific person to woke up to and think about when things were getting heavy on his daily life.

he loved to have dates, go to the park and sit down on a mat while you ate whatever and talked about everything while laughing like it was the funniest thing. he loved to stay late nights at your place and kiss you for so long you both wouldn't even notice when you fell asleep until you woke up the other morning with the boy arms around your waist and his head on your shoulder while cuddled you from the back.

it was all so lovely. so endearing and everyone, including yourselves could see this long term.

that until you messed up.

sungho couldn't believe his eyes the day he was texting you while walking down the street, smiling like a dummy to his phone screen.

"i miss you so much, baby, can i make you dinner at my place today?" sungho typed.

"awww, i miss you so much too, sungho :( but i can't today, i have so much work to do with the finals. i'm so sorry..."

and sungho was not even going to complain, the opposite, in fact, he was going to offer you help or at least offer to send you food to your place for you to study in peace.

but he got distracted when he heard your voice a few meters away, you were standing in front of that cafe you both loved so much with your phone on your hands, apparently waiting for his answer and he just smiled candidly at your sight.

he loved you so much.

right before he could lift his hand and call your name another person joined the frame, making him frown his eyebrows when the boy held your waist and you just looked at him with a wide smile, putting your phone away and walking down the street with the other male holding your hand.

and he wasn't even mad right now, he was just confused as to what the fuck just happened. he might've got it wrong, right? maybe that boy was a family member or a close friend, not necessarily a lover, right?

oh, boy. sungho was trying by all means to make this a misunderstanding.

sad thing for him it wasn't. cause when you guys met the next day and he mentioned that he saw you at the cafe, you went pale, your hands shaking and you suddenly stuttering a lot with every word you said.

at the end he just called it quits after a few weeks of you ignoring him and his words whenever he brought the subject up.

changing the subject with a "oh my god, not this again, babe, i already explained this. i don't wanna talk about it"

but as much as sungho loved you, he wasn't a fan of cheaters or toxic environments so he just broke up with you, not giving you much details but his words being very blunt and explicit.

"i've loved you for many years but i can't be in a relationship were i am the only one committed. i don't like cheaters and i no longer feel comfortable with you. i wish you the best, thank you for everything you gave me"

and he was truly thankful because even though he cried like a baby for a whole month while going to sleep, ignoring your messages and not picking up your calls, he was thankful for the good moments and the bad ones too. he got great memories and a good lesson.

what he didn't expect was you in front of his apartment when he came back from college that night, looking so sorry but he knew better than that so he just passed by your side and opened his door without saying a thing, barely reacting when you pushed him away and got inside his house.

"what are you doing here? i thought i was clear when i said i didn't wanna see you anymore" he said still standing on his door frame, making space for you to leave as he said: "go away"

"i've missed you so much, i'm... i'm so sorry, sungho, i made a mistake and i-"

"we already talked about this, y/n" his voice sounded tired, he was in fact, because he couldn't believe you were so shameless to show up to him like this right when he was getting over you. "i don't care about your excuses, we are not a thing anymore"

"but we could be"

"no, we couldn't"

"but i-"

"you're not gonna leave?"

"please just let me talk"

"i already left you talk and all you could say was bullshit, y/n, i'm done with you, i don't want to be with you anymore and i sincerely hope you could understand that because you hurt me, okay?"

"why you gotta be so hot when you're mad?" sungho just chuckled, closing the door behind him and looking at you with his tilted head, bottom lip between his teeth and his expression yelling 'what am i supposed to do with you?', and honestly, you were up for anything.

"you gonna do the same to him too?" was all he said, swallowing when you got close to him, caressing his shoulders with a sly smile that made him tense.

"we broke up"

and even though sungho tried to play it nice, he wanted to be the bigger person so bad, he just wanted to keep it healthy. but here you were, too close to be apart and too hot to be ignored.

sungho was a weak man.

so he just took you in for a kiss, but not the soft type as you guys were used to, he grabbed the back of your head to press your lips harder and your arms hugged his waist to get closer.

you guys were just so hungry for each other.

sungho's hands were all over your body, holding your hips, your shoulders and then your face, his tongue getting in your mouth and making your pussy leak cause he knew how you liked it.

it didn't take him long to walk against you, your back pressing against the boy's bedroom door before he opened it and threw you on the bed. your eyes were sparkling when you looked at him take his shirt off and lay upon you to continue the kiss.

your legs were open and sungho's hips kept rolling against your clothed cunt, making you tremble and moan during the kiss, your nails pressing on the skin of his wide back and making him groan too.

"fuck, i need you" he said before attacking your neck, playing with your sanity when he started moaning against your skin, leaving long trails with his mouth before he looked you in the eye. "can i?"

and there was a reason you were there at night.

you just nodded and felt him unbuckling your pants, caressing the skin on your thighs when he pulled them down with your panties.

his eyes stayed fixated on your pussy, licking his lips before shaking his head to come back to his senses. he wanted to eat you out so bad but he knew he shouldn't, not right now. he had to fuck you.

and so he did.

he unbuckled his own pants and pulled out his dick, sliding it between your wet folds and making your legs shake a bit at the feeling. damn, you really missed it. but it got even better when he finally pressed his head in your entrance, looking at you like you were the most delicious meal, foxy eyes being slightly covered by his hair and his lips looking so wet that it made you clench your pussy. he was, in fact, the most delicious meal you ever got.

"you have condoms?" he inquired and you just denied with your head, your hands pressing on his back.

"please, get in" sungho kinda pulled back at that because he was not used to fuck you without protection, but you held him close and looked at him with that bright eyes that made him weak "please"

not a single word left his lips when he was pushing inside and once he got in, you had to arch your back, moaning at the stretch, sungho was definitely gifted, not huge but a nice size and width. and the best part was that he actually knew how to use it.

he held your hips and thrusted in a few times before actually starting to moan himself, biting his lip and your hands tangled in his hair, gosh, he loved when you did that.

his weight dropped a little bit in top of you, his lips moving quickly to find yours and start a desperate kiss while his hips kept speeding up, making your body move against the sheets and your hair get all messed up.

but you really didn't mind to be messed up, not when it was sungho the one who messed you up.

and he knew that. everyone fucking knew that.

"you feel so good, sungho" you muttered when he left your lips and hid his face on your neck, crying a little bit out of pleasure there and making your pussy clench "fuck, you're so hot"

"stop saying that" but you know he loved it, his body spoke for him the things his words were denying "my god, you're so wet and warm"

"just for you"

"you suck me in s-so well" he continued, this time leaving your neck to look at you while he pounded your tight cunt "perfect for my dick, and just my dick, right, baby?"

"yes, i'm only yours, please"

and to be honest you both were edging at this point, so you just left yourself go and started matching sungho's thrusts to chase your own high, smiling when his hand grabbed softly around your neck, hard enough to make you feel the rush but not as hard to hurt you.

"i'm cumming" he announced and even though you thought he may want to pull out, he didn't, instead he pressed himself so deep in your pussy that you shaked when you felt him in your cervix.

"dammit" you moaned when the warm liquid filled you, making you feel so dirty, full and even wetter that it made your orgasm arrive while sungho's softly grinded his hips against your clit "oh god, w-wait"

"i know you fucking love it"

and you did.

but it was kinda sad though because as soon as you came, he pulled out, started putting his pants back on and looking for his shirt on the bedroom floor.

you looked at him confused because he never, and i mean NEVER, left you like that after having sex, where was the after care? he didn't even kiss you or said you did well.

the next thing was what actually made you snap, him giving you your pants with a serious look in his face.

"what?" his voice was neutral, no feeling on it, not happiness, not anger, nothing.

"what's wrong?" you said while you took your pants and looked at him, you were still full of his cum, he didn't even pass you a tissue or a paper towel to clean yourself.

"about what? ain't you leaving?"

"sungho, what the fuck is this?" the sound of anger in your voice made sungho look at you confused while you put your pants on "we just had sex, why are you treating me like this?"

"we are not dating, i was pretty clear about that"

"but we just..." he just stayed put, listening to whatever you were going to say "i thought we made up"

"wow, for real? i'm not that easy though" and you damn knew his words had a double meaning when he just looked at you and laughed "anyways, get out of my apartment, let's get you a taxi, it's late"

and you couldn't say anything against it, he was right, you guys were not together, he never said he'll forgive you and, to be honest, you kinda had it coming.

but you tried one last time before he left your side once you got in the taxi.

"sungho, i am really sorry, he is not as good as you and i... i honestly miss you so much, can't we just try again?"

"you know that's not how it works, y/n. did you really break up with him before coming here?" you went silent and he got his answer "yeah, i thought so. i don't fuck with cheaters, pun intended, you can't be coming over or calling me each time you feel lonely or he fucks up"

"but i-"

"i don't deserve that. and neither does he" he cut you up and it was basically game over "get her home safe, sir, please"

the taxi man just nodded and the car finally left, you feeling like the worst person in the world while you texted your current boyfriend that you were going home.

sungho just watched the car go and smiled for himself because he knew you'll come back but this time it won't be the same as before.

because now sungho knew the drill. he was just wishing on a star that he would be able to push you away when you came back because that's not how it was supposed to work.

[vampykween]

last goodbye

im watching the ballad of a songbird and snakes and it inspired me to write something sad :'( i literally wrote this in like 15 mins so im sorry if it's shit lol

“please don’t let me die simon, i’m so scared please i don’t want to die,” you choke out weakly.

ghost feels his stomach twist as the sound of his name. you only call him it in the rare moments you two are alone. he shakes his head fervently at you as he keeps steady pressure of the wound in your chest.

he wants to scream at you, why didn’t you just listen to him when he told you to stay put? you were always so eager to rush to him and he told you a million and one times that one day it would kill you. he couldn’t be right, not ever but certainly not now.

“i’m not gonna let you die love, i promise,” ghost whispers in an attempt to reassure you, but deep down it’s more for himself.

in the short time he’s known you, you had changed his whole world. he had finally met his match with someone as tenacious and fierce as you.

you could feel the fight and life draining from your body. you felt even weaker than before, your body struggling to pump blood throughout your battered body.

“si- simon…” you squeak out. if this was going to be the last moment you had with him, you were going to die with his name on your lips. behind the fading eye black and skull balaclava you could see the anguish in ghost’s eyes.

ghost places his gloved hand upon your cheek and stroked it gently despite the gruesome sight it made of your face with your blood. “i know dove, i know.”

you could go out with that, the whisper of your favorite nickname of his for you. dove; he said it’s because you brought peace to his bleak and miserable life.

in life and in death, you would always love you ghost, simon riley.

[w1hzz]

— reaching your word count goal

these are the tips that help me with the word count it also explains exactly how i wrote 5 whole novels in the past 3 years

— 1k - 2k alternative method:

so this was actually something i was introduced to by a close friend of mine. the method is simple you just have to alternate your daily word count.

mon/wed/fri/sunday: 1k word count

tue/thu/saturday: 2k word count

by the end of the week your total is 10k, it’s great especially for your first and second draft

— timing yourself:

mind you, this works for people who are good under the clock if not you may get the nerves and not be able to write at all. now when you first write time yourself how long you take for a specific amount of words, eg: i take about 60 mins for 1k, so i set a 45 min timer to get it completed.

— peak writing hours:

whether you are best writing early morning or late night, set your time between those periods. like i set aside 1-2hrs for writing at night before prepping for bed.

— outlining:

now frankly speaking, i don’t care if you’re a “plotter” or a “pantser” or whatever else idk— but if you’re serious about writing outline your book. i’d suggest using the 7 act structure to help with the overall outline.

1. backstory

2. the catalyst

3. the big event

4. the mid-point

5. the crisis

6. the climax

7. the resolution

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and also before writing a chapter spend 15 minutes making key highlist of what happens in the chapter of course if your find out you have to add or remove something as you right you may do so, but have an outline.

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