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whatever-lmaoo · 3 months ago

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This got pretty lengthy so it’s goin under🥹

#“I’m sure.” Will be so for real😒

#“something in him burned and had made him turn quiet in the truck” probably the realization that he was so close to losing us and he started internally reprimanding himself for taking us for granted🤔

#“Bedroom. Now.” Yes sir🫡🥵

#“his eyes darkened and heavy with a level of desire that made your heart thunder in your chest and your cunt pulse with need.” Exccusseee meeee🎶

#“gripping your chin with enough force but still somehow gently” the way he can never be truly rough with us🥹

#“the sound making every part of him ignite with a need to claim you.” I’m ready to be claimed, arms and legs wide open😍 look I’ll tie myself to the damn bed if I have too😂

#“You looked at him calmly and full of trust, a tell in your gaze that he knew no one else would ever be lucky enough to receive and he would never take for granted.” And that ole hag said they don’t communicate😒 anyways I KNEW IT!!!🤩

#“knowing only he got to undress, reveal and expose every sacred part of you increasing his desire to love you even harder.” Let’s talk about it🥂: I like that you continuously refer back to him, not really being possessive but more so acknowledging how special we are and how lucky he is to be the one experiencing these intimate and mundane moments with us! Yes he knew we were one of a kind, but going through what they did and then their interaction with cam sort of just made things more clearer for him. Like getting a new pair of glasses, we think we can see everything until that slight change shows you the smaller details that you’ve been missing out on and it makes you take the time to appreciate them a lot more🥹💖 (it made sense in my head lmao😂)

#“Him and only him” again🤭

#“swelling with pride as you promptly abided, never hesitating to follow his instructions out of the pure love and trust you had in him.” Eeee I love their relationship so much🥹

#“singing it over and over as your mantra that gave him every bit of confidence that no one else would ever have the privilege to be loved by you.” Yall I’m too good bc what did I say!!!🙂‍↔️💅🏾 I will say that it is gradually feeling more possessive and I love it😍

#“His name and no one else’s.” I didn’t put them all here but every time you mentioned something that has to do with Will I imagined an emphasis being put on it (I apologize if that doesn’t make sense but my brain is pretty much dead rn😭)

#“…full of love and adoration and devotion, just as you were still full of him.”🥹🥵

#“He smiled against your lips, confident that no matter what, his was the name that would always tumble from your fucked-out lips, your body and heart his to possess.” HELLO?!?!? Haven’t been wrong yet😍(I say that yet I probably am wrong about everything Ive said so far😂) I love possessive Will, I need more honestly 😩

#“Man, you’ve really got it bad,” how could anyone not be down bad when they’ve got a man like Mr.Miller🥵

#“seeing five familiar men strut through, a pair of icy blue eyes locking with yours.” LMAOOO Our connection is so strong that we always end up finding each other🥹

#“more heat coursing through your body as Will matched your smile and winked at you” eee stop it🤭🌸

#“His blue eyes were fixed on Jess, grabbing his beer and sauntering over where he pulled out a chair and sat backwards on it next to her, introducing himself with as much confidence as ever despite the fresh bruises and cuts on his face.” YESSSS IM ROOTING FOR THEM!!!!! JENNY FOR THE WIN🤩✨💗

#“It was almost thrilling in a way, acting as if you weren’t head over heels in love with each other and were strangers instead, sharing loaded glances across the tables that separated you that gave a hint of the types of fantasies playing out in your minds that were in fact very real and recent memories, feeling like every song that played was about you.” I love when people feel so much for their person that they turn into lovesick teens🥹 the hopeless romantic in me is absolutely loving everything about their relationship 🤧

#“your draw to him its own beast.”🫢

#“his gaze loaded and full of a knowledge of exactly what was happening with your body each time he did,” I want someone to know and understand me as much as Will understands the reader🥹😭

#“You were already singing the lyrics, watching as Will’s grin stretched wider and his chest moved with a chuckle, a look that was full of endearment directed at you as you stood beside him and sang to him.” I NEED THIS RIGHT NOW

#“Before you could get another line out his mouth was covering yours, bending you back to dip you as he supported you with his arm on your lower back, your friends all cheering around you.” OMG OMG OMG LAURIE I LOVE YOU SO MUCHHHH LIKE I AHHHHH I NEED IT RIGHT NOW RIGHT NOW😍😍😍😍😍😍😍🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

#“Anything you want, sweetheart,” he purred, his lust-filled eyes flickering over your features. “ THE SWEETHEART I CANT JDBDBBDKKDNNC YOU E OFFICIALLY BROKEN ME😲😲😲 GONNA BE DREAMING ABOUT THIS FOREVER 🙉 (I’m a country bumpkin myself so I heard a southern drawl in that and I just ksjdhdbdujdb I’m livin my best life right now🙉🥰😍🌸💖)

#“I can’t believe Benny and Jess,” JENNY SUPREMACY 🙌🏾

#“Raindrops sprinkled on your head when you stepped outside, the night air dewy and warm, breathing in the smell of rain instead of stale smoke and spilled beer.” So far you’ve brought all of my favorite fantasies to life so if we have a passionate kiss while being drenched in cool rain I’ll literally love you forever 🥹🤩

#“You let out a squeal that was swallowed by him, the rain falling faster and harder and soaking through your clothes within seconds, the sound of each drop hitting the hood of his truck echoing loudly in the otherwise quiet parking lot.” EXCUSE MEEEEEE 🙊🤩😍😲☺️ ITS OFFICIAL I LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!!!!! I HAVENT BEEN THIS HAPPY IN SO LONGGGG

#“Ben!” he yelled again, hitting the wall three more times. “Turn it down, man! Fuck!” LMAOO I remember having to go through that with my sister because she would be up playing video games or watching movies at 3 in the morning 😭

#“Move in with me.” AHHHH OT JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER

#“I've spent so long never having a home, bouncing from place to place between deployments, and when I did have my own,” he paused, taking a deep breath before continuing, “the other person didn’t want me to be a part of it.” That made me really sad but it’s okay because I needed something to bring me down from this high😭🌸 this is gonna sound selfish but if he didn’t go through that we wouldn’t have gotten a chance to starts life together 🥹🤧

#“feeling his breath gasp out onto your lips when he exhaled a relieved cry. “ it’s almost 3 in the morning don’t make me cry🥺☹️

#“Let’s go home, Miller,” eeeeee the things i would give to be able to say that in real life😩

#“Then I’m going to need to fuck you on every, single, surface…” I hope the back yard is getting added cuz imagine his sweaty skin shimmering under the stars and the moonlight showing off his defined muscles 🤭

#“Starting now.” A wicked smile that made you melt dressed his gorgeous lips,” 😳🫠

#“Are you wet for me, baby?” The real question is when are we not wet for you😂

#“Fuck, sweetheart, let me in that pussy,” you’re the one taking forever Mr.Miller😒🤭

#“Look at you taking my cock so well,” 🥵🥵🥵🥵

#“You squealed when he pinched your ass, pulling you tighter to his body where his laugh rumbled through him and onto you,” the playful side of Will will always be one of my favorites 🥹🌸✨

“You better wait to see what else we end up breaking.” knowing him he’s about to spend a fortune and the cashiers are gonna think we’re moving into a new place😂

“thinking how lucky he was to be loved by you.” Stop ittt🥹🥺😩 this was so amazing!!! I loved everything about this, from the “sex scenes” to the romantic gestures all throughout, to his possessiveness towards the beginning and him realizing that we aren’t to be taken for granted!!! I’m sure there’s so much more I haven’t mentioned but the bar scene and him dipping us is running through my mind right now😂 literally about to listen to that song on repeat so I can imagine Will doing that to me😍 This series is my favorite and I’m so proud of what you’ve accomplished and I hope that you are too!!🥹💖✨

Breathe

Part 9

Pairing: Will Miller x female reader

Words: 5.8k

Warnings: Rated E, 18+. Unprotected intercourse. Alcohol consumption. Swearing.

Summary: Will's feelings come to light in the aftermath of your run-in with Cam, and after more rifts between the two Miller brothers, your relationship progresses to the next step.

A/N: I'm not sure how many chapters will be left as this series starts to come to a close, but I hope you enjoy this next one and continue to be patient with me while updates take longer. Below is the link to the song featured in this chapter ⬇️

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“Are you sure you’re not upset?”

“I’m sure.”

Will heard you sigh, and stood from where he knelt in front of the open fridge, meeting eyes with you as you held the door for him and passed him groceries to put away.

Your bottom lip was tucked between your teeth, the same worried expression you’d had on your face the whole way back to his place still dressing your features.

He wouldn’t deny he felt something.

Something he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

Not jealousy or even that he felt threatened by Cam, but something in him burned and had made him turn quiet in the truck, his thoughts taking him away which in turn made you anxious.

Each time he looked at you those undetermined feelings grew, brewing inside him with a demand to be acted on, making Will feel on-edge and short, his mind constantly mulling over the interaction and imagining the one that had happened at the bar that he didn’t witness, and the more he thought, the less he said.

You had turned away after handing him the last of the food needing to go in the fridge, working on unpacking a bag into the cupboards, and without thinking, Will walked over to you and grabbed the box of cereal out of your hand and placed it on the counter.

His look was stern while yours was confused, neither of you speaking as you shared a loaded glance that might have finally revealed everything he was feeling, his hand grabbing the hair at the back of your neck and tugging, angling your head to tilt back before he crashed his lips against your open mouth, kissing you hard.

Your hands tore at his shirt, untucking it from the waist of his jeans and then moving to the buckle on his belt, your kisses desperate and wanting.

Before you had a chance to get any further, Will roughly turned you around, his large form hovering over you from behind, his breath hot on your ear.

His hand slid between your legs, stroking you through your jeans from the back, the pressure he was applying making the material rub on your aching cunt in a wonderfully cruel way.

“Bedroom. Now.”

The way he growled those two words made you moan with need, your entire body alight and tingling with arousal, feeling his large hand splay out on the small of your back just as it had earlier when you had run into Cam.

You did as you were told, marching to his room despite your legs feeling numb from the nervous excitement pulsing through you, knowing if you stopped or hesitated, Will would simply pick you up and get you there himself.

You stepped inside and spun around, holding your breath as you watched him slam the door behind him, his eyes darkened and heavy with a level of desire that made your heart thunder in your chest and your cunt pulse with need.

He ripped his shirt over his head and then stepped toward you, gripping your chin with enough force but still somehow gently, your eyes fluttering closed as a heaviness that you knew was from lust overtook them.

You moaned softly when you felt his thumb graze over your bottom lip, waiting, hoping, wanting him to unleash whatever it was he was experiencing on you.

“Will…”

His name came off your lips so sweetly, so softly, followed by a small sigh that was mixed with a whimper, the sound making every part of him ignite with a need to claim you.

Still holding your chin between his finger and thumb, he crashed against your mouth, his tongue diving in deeply to taste you, swallowing each breathy cry that passed through your lips.

After a moment he let his hand fall to your neck, gently cradling your vulnerable column in his grasp, the thrum of your heartbeat vibrating against his palm as he reluctantly broke away from your kiss, his hands moving to grip the hem of your shirt and lift it off of you.

You looked at him calmly and full of trust, a tell in your gaze that he knew no one else would ever be lucky enough to receive and he would never take for granted.

You hummed and closed your eyes when his fingers slowly unfastened the button on your jeans, your body completely still other than your chest rising and falling with deep breaths as he slid the zipper down and pulled the denim to the floor.

Will pressed a kiss on your bare thigh while he helped you step out of each leg, moving up to pepper across your hips, and you squirmed slightly at the sensation as his hands splayed out on your waist, his nose running up from your navel to your chest and further still to your neck as he stood tall again.

He spun you around, his mouth landing on your neck as he peeled the straps of your bra down each arm, moving to kiss each shoulder in turn once they were bare, one of his hands unclasping the hook at your back.

His lips returned to your neck, sucking and licking at your tender skin, his fingers reaching around to pluck at your nipples that hardened from being uncovered and from his touch, your bum pressing into his cock that strained in his jeans when you arched into him.

He sighed against your skin, relishing in this moment, knowing only he got to undress, reveal and expose every sacred part of you increasing his desire to love you even harder.

Keeping one hand on your body, squeezing and caressing your flesh, he used his other to unfasten his jeans, ridding them as quickly as he could, his cock springing out to hit your cheeks when he pulled his boxers down his legs. Done with undressing himself, he slid his hand in the waist of your panties, rubbing your clit and smearing your slick up until you were whining and your breathing was growing ragged, your body simultaneously moving into and away from his touch.

“On the bed,” he ordered, his voice gruff.

You took a step forward, crawling on your hands and knees onto the mattress, the view making his cock twitch. He eagerly followed, his fingers catching in the waist of your panties to pull them over your ass as you moved forward, showing him your wet cunt that was more than ready for him.

Him and only him.

“Fuck,” he hissed, swiping two fingers through your folds, his eyes locked on your core like he was in a trance.

“Will, please,” you begged, your plea his to fulfill.

His.

He leaned over you, his hand smoothing over one of your cheeks to spread it apart, his thumb brushing your puckered hole as he did, his other bracing on the bed beside yours where he covered it and locked his fingers between yours.

Edging closer to you, he rubbed his groin against your lifted ass, his dick knocking against you as he settled behind you and between your legs.

Will moved his hips back and forth, dragging his cock along your folds, your hips lifting to try to land him inside your waiting pussy, and finally he did, a low groan coming from him as you cried and gripped the sheets with your free hand.

“Will!” you wailed, needily and submissively.

He pulled out slowly and drove back in again, filling you with himself, watching you melt to his movements.

It was his cock you were taking, your pleasure brought on by him, the reminder making him almost feel dizzy.

He moved the hand that was groping the flesh on your hips down to your stomach, securing it on you as he shifted forward to move you both further onto the bed, keeping himself buried in you as he adjusted.

“Lay down, sweetheart,” he urged, swelling with pride as you promptly abided, never hesitating to follow his instructions out of the pure love and trust you had in him.

Covering your body with his, he laid on top of you, rutting deeply into you with powerful strokes, the fat head of his cock hitting your g-spot each time.

He kissed your upper back, shoulders and neck, feeling you move under his weight as much as you could, your sweet moans filling the air and filling him with a satisfaction like no other.

He swore each time he pressed his lips against your neck you would declare your love for him, singing it over and over as your mantra that gave him every bit of confidence that no one else would ever have the privilege to be loved by you.

“Fuck – I love you, Will!”

“I love you too, sweetheart,” he would insist in return every time, never missing an opportunity to tell you and never wanting your love for him to feel unreciprocated.

“God, Will…” you continuously moaned, his name never sounding sweeter than off your lips.

He thrusted in you deeper, slower, giving you everything he had, your body responding to his generous pleasure in fits of cries and the roll of your hips.

He growled against your neck.

It was him who was making you moan and writhe with pleasure.

His cock filling you up.

His mouth tasting your sweat and feeling the softness of your skin.

You squeezed his hand, a signal of nearing your peak, encouraging him to fuck you harder and more thoroughly than ever, a sense of avariciousness blanketing him and turning him feral.

“I want to hear you scream my name,” he barked, his teeth grazing the skin on your nape where you shuddered and took in a sharp breath.

You reacted almost immediately to his ministrations, your form tensing below him, your muscles spasming and tightening, choking him as you came hard and soaked his cock that he pumped in and out of you furiously, his hand that wasn’t still holding yours sliding under your body to massage your clit.

His name cut through the air sharply.

Loud and unrestrained.

His name and no one else’s.

He bucked into you wildly, his open mouth smearing spit across your shoulder, continuing to rub your swollen bud roughly until he felt you explode around him again, all of it leading to his own end.

Your tight walls coaxed every drop of cum out of him, pulsing and drawing every ounce of his hot load, filling you to the brim as you squirmed underneath him, his eyes finally able to focus again where he saw your own saliva staining the sheets beside your face, your cheeks wet with tears and sweat, and you’d never looked so beautiful.

Will quickly pulled out of you and flipped you over so you were on your back, pushing back into your messy cunt while he grabbed your hand and locked your fingers together, bringing them up beside your head as he kissed you fiercely, still doing everything in his power to show you that only he could love you this much.

“Will…” you breathed when given a moment to, angling your hips to put him deeper inside you, the way you called his name different than just moments ago; full of love and adoration and devotion, just as you were still full of him.

He smiled against your lips, confident that no matter what, his was the name that would always tumble from your fucked-out lips, your body and heart his to possess.

You were sure it was just the drinks and the music and being with your friends that had you smiling the way you were, but as you sat at the well-used table at the country bar downtown and your mind began to drift to thoughts of Will, you knew the grin on your lips was all down to him.

“Man, you’ve really got it bad,” Grace laughed, like she knew exactly what you were thinking.

You simply nodded and shrugged, knowing there was no point in denying it or trying to pretend otherwise.

“And you said he has a brother, right?” your other friend Jess asked, having joined the three of you tonight.

Nicole nodded enthusiastically, “He’s just your type, too.”

“You don’t say! Well if he’s even half as good looking and satisfying as Will apparently is, I’ll have won the lottery!”

“I can introduce you,” you chimed, taking a sip of your drink.

“Yeah, I won’t hold my breath! It took us enough to just get you out of Will’s bed to come out with us tonight.”

You could feel your cheeks heat up, and you looked down at the table, your finger tracing in the wet ring of condensation from your glass, thinking back to that last few days and how simply perfect everything was.

Despite having spent every moment possible together, you felt like a part of you was missing, having agreed to peel away from each other so you could see your girlfriends and Will could go out with the guys after Benny’s fight, no amount of time together feeling like it was ever enough.

As if you sensed it, you looked up and through the crowd dancing between the bar and the front door, seeing five familiar men strut through, a pair of icy blue eyes locking with yours.

You laughed and bit your lip, more heat coursing through your body as Will matched your smile and winked at you, and you gave a wave to Frankie, Benny, Santiago and Tom who all made their way to the bar to get drinks.

“Out of all the bars…” Tom said with a chuckle, and you heard him ask the bartender to send another round of the same drinks to your table.

“We won’t bother you ladies!” Santiago called, earning some comebacks from the girls, but all you and Will could do was share a look that made your heart beat faster in your chest and butterflies swarm in your stomach.

Benny scoffed at Santiago’s remark. “Well now, I didn’t agree to that…” he drawled.

His blue eyes were fixed on Jess, grabbing his beer and sauntering over where he pulled out a chair and sat backwards on it next to her, introducing himself with as much confidence as ever despite the fresh bruises and cuts on his face.

The rest of the guys went and found their own table not too far off, forcing you to try to pretend like it wasn’t killing you to be so close yet so far away from Will, having a perfect view of him laughing and talking with his buddies and brothers-in-arms, vowing to focus on your own friends who you loved more than anything and deserved your attention.

It was almost thrilling in a way, acting as if you weren’t head over heels in love with each other and were strangers instead, sharing loaded glances across the tables that separated you that gave a hint of the types of fantasies playing out in your minds that were in fact very real and recent memories, feeling like every song that played was about you.

Jess and Benny were hitting it off, tucked together closely in their own little world while you, Nicole and Grace continued on with your night, laughing and singing and dancing, and whenever you checked over at the other table, Will and the other guys were relaxed and enjoying themselves.

Another hour or so had passed, a decent, warm buzz flowing through your veins as you watched Will lean against the bar nursing his beer while chatting with Frankie.

You continued to refrain from going over to him, choosing to admire him from afar and wait until you got back home to get your hands on him, but every time you saw the muscles in his back flex whenever he moved it became increasingly difficult, your draw to him its own beast.

The way he would look over his shoulder at you didn’t help your cause either, his gaze loaded and full of a knowledge of exactly what was happening with your body each time he did, completely honed in on the way you would shift in your seat like he was perfectly aware of how wet your panties were or how it felt whenever your shirt grazed over your peaked nipples.

You had just given yourself another reminder to be patient and wait until you were home to talk to him, knowing if you went within a foot of him your hands wouldn’t be able to stop touching his thick, warm body and you would be inclined to press your lips on every part of him you could while trying to remain respectable in a public setting, but then your favourite song came on and any restraint you scarcely had went right out the window.

‘You Look Like You Love Me’ by Ella Langley and Riley Green came over the speakers, pulling an even broader smile out on your cheeks until they hurt, and without hesitation, you were on your feet and essentially floating over to Will.

You were already singing the lyrics, watching as Will’s grin stretched wider and his chest moved with a chuckle, a look that was full of endearment directed at you as you stood beside him and sang to him.

“Excuse me, you look like you love me,” you sang, your hand trailing up his arm and across his back, your touch making him melt as he continued to smile and nod in agreement to the words of the song.

He pivoted to face you, his large hands landing on your hips that swayed to the tempo, a familiar hunger mixing with the adoration on his features.

“You look like you want me to want you to come on home…”

He nodded again, a quiet ‘Yeah’ sounding off his breath.

Before you could get another line out his mouth was covering yours, bending you back to dip you as he supported you with his arm on your lower back, your friends all cheering around you.

You gasped for air when he pulled you up again and broke your kiss, seeing him lick his lips that were still stretched in the most gorgeous, crooked smirk, and you knew you couldn't be expected to wait any longer to have him.

“Take me home, Will,” you whispered, a seriousness falling over your words despite the cheery tone of the song still playing around you.

“Anything you want, sweetheart,” he purred, his lust-filled eyes flickering over your features.

Will made sure rides were arranged before you left, confirming with Frankie that he would help get the rest of the group home in his truck and that the other girls would get a cab as was previously planned.

“I can’t believe Benny and Jess,” he commented, smiling as he looked back over his shoulder at them while he held the door open for you.

“They suit each other,” you said warmly, a sense of contentment and joy filling you and feeling like everything was finally turning out right.

Raindrops sprinkled on your head when you stepped outside, the night air dewy and warm, breathing in the smell of rain instead of stale smoke and spilled beer.

The lights on Will’s truck flashed twice as he hit the button on his keys to unlock it, illuminating the steady streams of rain that seemed to be falling more with each second.

You went to step around to the passenger side, but stopped when Will called to you.

“Hey, get back here.”

There was a hint of mischief in his eyes and a playful grin tugged up one side of his mouth, his hands held out with his palms facing upward for you to take which you happily did.

He closed his hands around yours and pulled you into him, kissing you hard, a low chuckle rumbling through you as he wrapped his arms around your back and held you closer to him.

You let out a squeal that was swallowed by him, the rain falling faster and harder and soaking through your clothes within seconds, the sound of each drop hitting the hood of his truck echoing loudly in the otherwise quiet parking lot.

You threw your arms up around the back of his neck, arching your body into his, his hands roaming your back and lower to your bum, squeezing and groping you without shame.

“Mmm,” he growled against your lips, slowing your kiss as he brought his hands up to hold either side of your face.

The smile on your lips was lazy and swollen and they glistened with moisture from both the rain and his mouth, the orange glow from the light pole in the corner of the parking lot illuminating them and making him even hungrier to get you home.

“I love you, sweetheart,” he declared, kissing you again as the rain continued to fall down on you, feeling rushed and unhurried all at once.

Will sighed for the third time, adjusting his pillow on the bed and turning over frustratedly.

You didn't say anything, waiting to see if he would calm down or if the situation was about to escalate.

Benny’s t.v. was so loud in his room it was as if it was on the nightstand beside Will’s bed, and his loud laughter that followed the noise of the show was just as extreme.

“Ben!” Will shouted, propping himself up and hitting the wall behind him with his hand.

He waited a few seconds but nothing changed, the volume remaining the same as he clearly went unheard.

“Ben!” he yelled again, hitting the wall three more times. “Turn it down, man! Fuck!”

He fell back against his pillow hard, breathing out heavily as he ran his hand over his face.

“Jesus Christ.”

“Do you want to go to my house instead?” you offered, knowing this likely wasn't going to end well, the tension between the two brother’s having increased over the past week.

They were all little grievances that seemed to be adding up; getting in each other’s way or eating the last of whatever food, a mess left in the kitchen or one of them doing a load of laundry while the other was in the shower, the small spats evolving into something you knew would come to a head.

Benny laughed even harder and Will shook his head in agreement. “Yeah. Before one of us punches the other.”

“You mean you punching him?” you giggled, climbing out of bed to get dressed.

“Exactly,” Will said, his eyebrows high on his forehead as he stood and grabbed his boxers from the floor and then a t-shirt. “I love the kid and I appreciate him taking me in, but man does he ever get on my nerves sometimes.”

You stopped where you were on the opposite side of the bed, frozen and without thinking as you blurted out something you had been considering for weeks now.

“Move in with me.”

Will stopped too, his hands landing on his hips after having pulled on his track pants. staring at you across the queen sized mattress.

“What?”

“Move in with me,” you repeated, smiling as you shrugged, your heart pounding in your chest as you saw the grin on his face grow.

“Really?” he asked, his tone and expression completely surprised.

“Yeah, really.”

You stood there nodding, watching his features change from shocked to elated, an emotion turning his blue eyes as wet as the waters they resembled as he walked over to you and grabbed hold of your face, leaning down to kiss you.

It had felt a bit silly to keep going back and forth between houses, one of you usually forgetting something you needed or having double of everything so you didn’t have to drag everything to and from, and since you got back together there wasn’t a night you could go without sleeping beside each other.

You were so nervous to ask, but this seemed to be the best way to go about it, your instincts taking over and giving you the confidence needed to get out of your own head and dive in, knowing from his reaction that he wouldn't be anything other than happy and excited.

He pulled away from you and looked at you with so much love and appreciation in his eyes, his thumbs rubbing your cheeks as he worked to get his words out.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” he began, glancing down briefly between your bodies to try to control his emotions. “I've spent so long never having a home, bouncing from place to place between deployments, and when I did have my own,” he paused, taking a deep breath before continuing, “the other person didn’t want me to be a part of it.”

It always broke your heart to hear of the hell his ex put him through, unable to believe someone could treat him so poorly when all he ever was was loving and honourable, and it made your decision in asking him to live with you even more right.

“I want you, Will. I want all of you, always,” you whispered, nudging his cheek with your nose, feeling his breath gasp out onto your lips when he exhaled a relieved cry.

You wrapped your arms around his torso, holding him tight until he was ready to pull away from you.

“Let’s go home, Miller,” you smiled, holding his hands where he squeezed yours three times.

He pulled in your driveway and parked his truck just as he had all the other times before, only this time it felt different.

Your house had always felt like home to him, but now it actually was, and the feeling he had in his chest was overwhelming.

“You can start moving your stuff over tomorrow,” you said, making him look over at you with a soft smile. “I’ll be at work but you might as well get a start.”

“Yeah, okay,” he nodded, smiling bigger.

You both got out of the truck and started walking toward the door, you filing through the keys on your keychain for the one for the front door.

“I’ll get you one made tomorrow,” you said, putting it in the lock.

“Are you sure you want this?” Will asked, making you stop what you were doing and turn to face him.

A solemn look was on his face, his apprehension and insecurity clear on his features even in the dark.

“Will…” you urged, stepping toward him. “I’ve never been more sure. I wouldn’t have asked otherwise.”

He smirked and looked down at the porch, sighing as he seemed to realize that his anxiety was getting the better of him.

“I was thinking about asking you for a while now, I was just nervous and thought it was too soon or you wouldn’t want to–”

He cut you off when he crashed his mouth against yours, pulling you into him at the same time he turned the doorknob to open the door, walking inside while still attached to your lips.

You broke apart after a minute, and you stood breathless as you watched Will gently close the door, keeping eye contact with you the whole time.

The smile he gave you and the look in his eyes lit your skin on fire, and you held your breath without thinking, watching as he walked toward you slowly.

“If this is going to be our house,” he spoke carefully, “Then I’m going to need to fuck you on every, single, surface…”

He closed the space between you, forcing you to lean back against the small hall table that sat on the wall, the clink of his keys in the dish where you kept yours making you jump.

“Starting now.”

A wicked smile that made you melt dressed his gorgeous lips, his face hovering beside yours but not touching you, teasing and testing your patience.

“Turn around, sweetheart,” he cooed, and as you did, your track pants were already being tugged down your hips, your panties along with them, and you braced your hands on the wall knowing that the table wouldn’t support the force he was about to unleash on you.

“Are you wet for me, baby?” he asked, driving his hand between your legs where he stroked through your folds to check.

You gasped at the sensation and pressed your hips down to increase the contact, needing to feel as much of him as you could even if you weren’t ready to take him yet.

It didn’t take long though, feeling your slick accumulate and spread on his fingers the moment he planted his lips on your neck and started kissing you, your moans sounding out to mix with his heavy breathing as he got more worked up with each second that ticked by.

You reached behind you and grabbed his hard cock through his pants, running your palm up and down his length that strained through the soft material, his teeth nipping at the skin on your neck in response.

“Fuck, sweetheart, let me in that pussy,” he growled, pulling his pants down where his cock sprung free and you were able to massage the silky, bare skin before he shoved it between your cheeks and dragged it in and out to prep it with your arousal.

Just to be sure you were lubricated enough, Will spit in his hand and covered his shaft, his teeth clenching together tight as he did, watching you arch your back to shift your ass closer to him, your legs spread to display your waiting cunt for him.

He drove in hard between your folds, filling you in one swift movement, his thrust slamming you forward with such force it jolted the table against the wall, your hands flying up to stop yourself from falling into it too.

Will didn’t seem to care about marking up the paint or how unsteady you were on your feet, hammering into you with a ferocity that made your head spin and your body respond by succumbing to his movements, feeling your climax already building quickly, a shiver running up your spine.

“You feel so fucking good,” he growled, his pace increasing despite you finding it unbelievable that it could, and he wrapped one hand around to your front that wasn’t holding your hips to keep you on his cock, grabbing at your tits that shook under your thin t-shirt.

You did everything you could to find something to hold onto, the wall no use with your hands slipping down it, the table shaking violently in front of you, but it was all you had, and as you landed your palms on it you saw the dish holding both your sets of keys in it wobble to the edge and fall, the glass smashing on the floor.

A laugh escaped you, quickly turning into a cry as Will continued to destroy you, his name coming off your lips in a mix of a plea and a praise.

“God, Will!”

The tip of his cock hit your g-spot with each blow, making you ache and melt with each second that passed, your mouth hanging slack while uncontrollable moans came out of it, your resolve reduced to nothing.

“Look at you taking my cock so well,” he praised, a bit of amusement heard in his voice, giving your nipple a twist before lowering his hand to your clit where he rubbed it quickly and aggressively as he kept his brutal tempo.

“Fuck!” you wailed, your eyes squeezing shut as your body jolted from his advances, slipping between falling apart and holding off your imminent orgasm, wanting it to happen just as badly as you wanted this to never end.

“God damn,” he muttered, stealing a glance down at his cock disappearing in and out of your cunt that leaked and coated him with your cream.

That addictive, blinding euphoria ripped through you, making you buckle and collapse in a spasm but Will was there to catch you, supporting you with his arms wrapping around your torso while he rammed into you and prolonged your high, letting up something he could never consider.

Broken wails of his name decorated with curses spilled from your mouth, feeling your body start to come back to functioning right when he was losing his control, his grunts bellowing out loud and clear behind you as he used you to fuck to his end.

He held you close to him, gripping your flesh tight as he bucked furiously into you and filled you with his cum, and you purposefully squeezed your walls around his pulsing cock to draw every last drop out of him.

The scruffiness of his beard scratched your neck, adding to the overwhelming sensations already bombarding you, feeling goosebumps erupt on your skin as you shivered and his breath blew out on the wet spots left behind on your neck from his mouth.

He stuttered his hips against your ass one last time, a quiet curse coming off his lips as he started to settle from his high.

Will pulled out of you and assessed the area around you, seeing the shattered glass to the left of where you both stood, and carefully kneeled on the rug, his hands smoothing down your waist, his lips meeting the soft skin on your hips and bum.

He heard your smile, a sated noise passing off your lips, making him ache to have you close to him again and not wanting to move on from this moment quite yet.

Grabbing your hand, he tugged on it for you to follow him.

“Come here a sec,” he requested quietly, looking up at you as you turned around and complied, meeting him on the floor where he pulled you to lay with him.

Will sighed and let his head thud against the hardwood floor, staring up at the ceiling as he relished in the movement of your fingers gently sweeping up and down his stomach after having lifted his shirt up, your head nestled on his chest.

“So, every room in the house?” you asked, a playfulness clear in your voice.

“Not just every room,” he corrected. “Every surface.”

You squealed when he pinched your ass, pulling you tighter to his body where his laugh rumbled through him and onto you, your hand dancing up the trail of blond hairs that connected his navel to his groin.

You shifted your feet and kicked one of your sets of keys that had fallen, the jingle of them making you giggle and readjust your head on his chest after glancing to see you hadn’t hit any of the broken glass.

Will grabbed a chunk of it and held it up. “I’ll buy you a new one.”

“You better wait to see what else we end up breaking.”

He laughed and let the piece fall back onto the floor beside him, turning his head to press a kiss on the top of yours, and inhaled another deep, satisfied breath as he closed his eyes, thinking how lucky he was to be loved by you.

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#girlie pop this was too goodddd😻#10/10 would read again🥹#more like infinity/10 would read again 🥹🌸#author rec pookies👻🌸#top tier writer🙂‍↔️#top tier writing🤞🏾#one of my faves😍#pure talent 🤩#laurie🌻

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lovebvni · 1 year ago

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sending love! i hope all is well between our to. if you happen to know who this is, try talking to them abt their feelings. they really need it. ////

Omg I had all sort of feelings reading this; happiness because he's with me and thinking about me (same) and sadness because he's struggling mentally and this breaks my heart into million pieces due to my powerlessness plus he deleted his IG so I can't even contact him to talk about mine and his feelings and above all cheer him up 🥺 so what I'm doing is writing short/long captions hinting at my feelings for him and how he can love himself which is so important, hoping he will read them when he comes back on IG. But I'm glad I'm getting alot of synchronicities/signs about/by him indeed (hope he as well, so that he can feel like I'm always with him 🤗) Finally, this was the cutest sweetest reading I ever got it literally brought tears to my eyes also for your super kind and sweet words ❤️ Thank you so much dear, the whole thing resonated straight into my heart 🥰 Bless you and your gift! 🤍 I'll update you. ⛄❄️

EEE!! THANK U SNOWY!!

literally reading this made my heart flutter :) i rlly hope yall can talk soon!! i love u n k hope all is well <3

i’ll b waiting for ur update!!

#abyss .answers #abyss .reviews

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myloveforhergoeson · 1 year ago

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ash!! hi! like you mentioned in the last ask, what is your fave roxy relationship to write? i personally love how you write her with jo & camille and every time all 3 are together i just !!!! (cant wait for the jo leaving episode where kendall & roxy cry on the couch together lol)

(also like take as much time as you need with the next chapter, youve been churning out 10k+ chapters weekly for so many weeks in a row (plus all the side stories!!!) so like indulge in the percy jackson au if you want to!!!)

eee hi!!

you took the words right out of my mouth - i love writing roxy, camille, and jo together!! i used to have a very similar friendship dynamic as they do when i was younger, so i find myself drawing inspiration from there and overall, just knowing that three girls in los angeles are getting along with each other, being there for one another, not competing for roles or boys or anything like that, and lifting each other up is so comforting to me. shows from the btr era loved to pit girls against each other and i simply will not be standing for that... much...

(the jo leaving episode is rlly gonna kill me)

aside from that, i really love the scenes between roxy and logan! they were instant besties - he's the reason she's even involved with big time rush in the first place - and i think they compliment each other really well. they're quite similar too, i think. each have tendencies to get a bit over emotional, so they know how to calm the other one down and after being tour buddies all of summer they're pretty close. they know one another's habits pretty well now! oh, and they both love camille heheh.

of course i'd be remiss if i didn't include roxy-james on this list but tbh im not very happy with where they are right now. i've kind of dug them in a hole and pushed them both in... plus i feel like they're acting kind of uncharacteristically and i can't do much about it because of where i know they need to be... ugh! slow burns! so yeah the rames golden era is chapters 1-14ish and i've been chasing that high ever since...

(and thank you!! you are so kind 🥺 hopefully i don't shoot myself in the foot by saying im planning on having 21 up sometime tomorrow... i'm immediately going to get on the pjo au after that though it's really been living in my mind rent free :) )

but what do yall think?? favorite character combos and interactions?? characters we need to see together more??? let me know :)) thanks for all the love and support on tasw <3

#thats all she wrote fic #ash talks tasw #its always fun to know what everyone thinks so thank you for sharing!!

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starswimmingart · 2 years ago

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hi so i might be posting chapter 1 tonight actually ksjdksf

#the first chapter did indeed get cut in half because i felt like it was dragging on #so the first big climax is really in chapter 2 #but if all goes well chap 2 should be out honestly within like #a week #shoutout to the cowboy au to SPURR me into posting ahah #hahahaha #ahahaaaaaa #anyways please be kind lmao im SO nervous posting my first fic ever WAHH i hope yall like how i write eee

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rzyraffek · 2 years ago

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Hiiii I do like to request slashers with a really calm reader that as a kind and calm aura and talks their way out of situations and for some reason just makes however is trying to fight or attack them vent, cry on their shoulder without even noticing that and when they point that out the reader is just like Isn't that how it goes with everyone? "🤔🧍‍♀️🧍‍♂️" (male or G/n reader would be cool🥲)

YAaas😈 Will go will he/him pronouns

Request open as always have fun reading

Micheal Myers

S/o was vibing making tea in kitchen when micheal just spawned in hallway

So he either had to runaway or try to talk him out of this situation

"Eee you want some tea? I heard that the guy that thats chasing(DrLoomis)you isnt very kind isnt he?"(yes yes s/o trying to make micheal wanna kill somone else but not him yess)

Micheal enjoys smell of tea (bruh I love white tea with hint of rose/strawberry) and he for sure would enjoy taste of it but hes shy and nono dont see his face pls.

S/o wont make him vent mostly due him being mute and non comunicative at all but He definitly will vibe and think about how much he would rather be stabing Loomis rn

But ig he wont stab him? S/o makes nice tea, keep up,king, he might come again and again just to lisen him ramble about daily life and steal food from fridge

Brahms Heelshie

This one is opposite of Micheal. Brahms will probably instantly vent and cry. He wil talk about how lonley it was and how alone he felt and how everything was unfair

He will hug him, he wont stop for a while

He accualy never intended to kill him, never but He thought that he has No choice. But now He loves that he didnt kill him!

S/o is a great lisyner and great person to talk to! He is so matture and smart!

Easiest way to calm him down is giving him glass of water or cup of tea AND hugs of course dont forget about hugs

Brahms is a big babi he is emotional he will cry a lot

Asa Emory

"???Qhat you talking about??" Look nothing personal but He came here to like??? Kindap you?? Im mean yeah he would love to tell him how much kindaping people and putting them into huge jars is tiring but like??? Sir?? You gonna be in jar next??

I mean its more intresting than average screaming and begging for help🥰

He will start with "lmao this loozer thinks hes gonna talk me away from killing lol" to "yeah sometimes its so hard you know? Once one of them stabed me and I still have scar :( " and "oh you wanna see🤨😳 i mean yeah?😳" and takes his shirt off

He will kinda forgor he suppose to kill him and just vibes ESPECALLY if s/o likes bugs HE WILL BE LIKE: :D omg u like moths🥺😊? Wanna hold hands😳😈

He will eat his dinner and then ask for recipie

Billy Loomis

This guy already talks more than he should have. One question and he will do a monologue about his traumatic past and everything

Ofcourse not litteraly, he speaks in weird sentences (yall seen the movie) Nothing is said streight forward

He will hug them looking for support and probably falls asleep due to crying and huge amount of emotions

Then he will woke up and think "😳 did? Did I Just got laid? Noo its impossible wtf happened here??? Is he dead or???" " hi billy did you sleep well? Are you better now?" "AAAAAAAAAAAAA"

He is shocked, first of all he just vented, second of all he slept on somone with their consent, and third of all ??? He feels better now?? Yep s/o is definitly a wizard, yep no way it could possibly help, he just did some magic

Thomas Hewitt

I- Im not sure He ever expirienced somone just being nice, just being nice, without some plan to gain anything from it, without hint of manipulation or plan to use him

He wanted to kill him but He Thomas acually felt guilt, he didnt seem to deserve it. He helped his friends even when he himself was in danger.

Thomas broke when s/o started talking. Again Thomas is mute he wont magicly start speaking like eminem RapGod song

But he will akwardly hold his hands together and be shy (Thomas is shy guys)

S/o just seems to understand him so well

He wont kill him and he probably will be like "Luda🥺 theres this little goblin creature in our basement can we keep him💖" "No way in hell imma-" "he knows how to cook and do chores!" "Yeah sure we can keep him"

Cool his alive now!

Now just preapre for being thomas therapist for rest of life

Hopefully u like it, didnt really have idea what to write

#slasher x reader #billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #micheal myers #brahms heelsire #slasher headcanons #brahms x reader #brahms headcanons #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms the boy #micheal myers x reader #micheal myers x you #billy lenz x y/n #thomas hewitt x y/n #thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt

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seraphofthesimps · 3 years ago

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idk what's funnier the gif on that reblog or the fact that he takes me to IHOP lmfao

I think my new sleep/work schedule put me in a slandering mood. Right after I did it I started naming all the failed anniversary dinners they go on. Im taking this ask as my call out to share.

TR Men and Anniversary Fails

TW: Slander. None of them are safe. Not even my faves. Suggestive content in a few of them.

Featuring Baji, Takemichi, Pah, Peh, Sanzu, & Kokonoi

Inspired by this convo

♡ BAJI - Baji takes you to his Grandma's. You thought it was a cute gesture, even if it was out of the ordinary, because it's the kind of thing someone might do if they were going to propose. An intimate setting with just those loved ones closest to you. But no. It's because he wants his fave dish from her; it has absolutely nothing to do with you. You are a tag along in this event. It's just Baji, his Granmammy or whatever tf he calls her, and his tummy. She guilts the two of you into coming over for dinner every weekend for the next 2 months. RIP to Baji getting laid on Sundays for the time being.

♡ TAKEMICHI - He’s dressing up pretty decent, packing on the cologne, hair holding more gel than an aloe vera plant.. because tonight he’s taking you out for a Seafood dinner. The fast food kind, like Captain D’s or something. Yall ate inside too. “They have a new kind of shrimp and we can get those stuffed crab shells too!” That man really thought this was enough to earn him the right to come home and eat you out, while he’s smelling like lemon and Old Bay.

♡ PAH-CHIN - His had you fooled. He sounded so romantic and thoughtful, noticing how stressed you have been from work lately. He promises to take you out for some real relaxation, says he made you a couples massage appointment at this favorite spot. You realize your first mistake was trusting Pah knew anything about romance. The couples massage is a misleading chair massage in the mall. The ones with like 10 other people getting massages too in the same big room. The ones where you’re sitting up, stay clothed, and there’s bright lights and nosey onlookers through the big glass storefront window. Not at all the spa appointment he mislead you to dream of.

♡ PEH-YAN - Peh does the same thing, unintentionally, after zoning out while talking to Pah about his failed date. Except Peh opts for the automatic massage chairs dead in the middle of the mall. The ones you feed a $5 bill/note/whatever into for 5 minutes of vibrations against your back. The shit eating grin on his face he’s sending your way pisses you off, but not half as bad as the way he lets his jaw drop open and loudly let out a “Ahhhh, thiiiiiiiis iiiii-iissss-sssss grrr-eee-aattt, riiiiiighttt baaaa-bbbeee” to the beat of the vibrations. At least he gets you dinner afterwards. Too bad it’s a double date with Pah and his wife though. Somewhere in life he missed the memo about anniversaries usually being intimate, between two people in love. It’s basically a birthday outing to this man.

♡ SANZU - Listennnnn. That man is loyal af.. to Mikey. He loves you but he is a SLUT babe. It helps that you like to have fun with him though, never letting him get too bored in the mundane life of monogamy. This is what helps makes your relationship work so well. Keeps those slut tendencies in check. So when he says he’s finally taking you to a night on the town with him, ringing in midnight at a Strip Club like you have always wanted to do, you are beyond excited. This is a chance to bond, but make it sexy, you thought. Until Sanzu pulled up to the rundown, generic club that has a parking lot big enough for maybe 5 cars. Inside theres two stage girls, spending most of their attention on the only other patrons in the facility - 4 men older enough to be your grandparents. Your sleaze ball of a boyfriend didn't want to risk spoiling his fun at his regular classy joint, so he figured you would be too naive to realize he took you to the wrong place. Tried to make up for it To make matters worse, he only bought you bottom shelf liquor all night. And now he won’t stop joking with you about having a threesome with Tiffany from stage left as a way to strengthen your relationship.

♡ KOKONOI - Poor Kokonoi. He planned a vacation, a romantic getaway for just the two of you. He planned everything perfect, exactly how you would have dreamed of. There was just one fatal flaw... he couldn’t take time off, leaving him no choice but to suggest Mikey come too. He thought he could tempt Mikey with a little R&R of his own and just meet up with him a few times here and there to get some of their work done. Mikey though it was a great idea. So good in fact that he invited the rest of Bonten and insisted they all join in on the celebration of young love with you. Alone time between the two of you was practically none existent, and he spent so much on that trip 😓 and he had the nerve to ask for a blowie in the bathroom of your own hotel room because he didnt want to tell the Haitani’s drunk asses to go pass out in their own rooms. He got the blowie but you’re still bitter.

#i might do more of these later #i had one i thought was funny for kisaki but it might just be funny to me idk i couldn't bring myself to type it out yet 😆

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canongf-archive · 3 years ago

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Happy Anniversary from Jack,Paul and I! We hope yall had a great day!

💗 !!!!! EEE thank you, thank you, thank you !!!!! 💗

it has been!!!!! an incredible day!!!!! it's been filled with such love, and i don't think i could be happier!!! thank you SO much for the kindness, Bucky and i send all our love to you three!!!!! 💗💗💗

#THANK U U ARE AN ANGEL!!!!!#ask: about bucky #ask: other ships #other ships: jack joyce #other ships: paul serene #noobselfship

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manjiroro · 3 years ago

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kai pls u are so cute like u are always so kind and sweet to your anons:((

EEE thank you but yall are always so nice too i lovelovelove talking to yall sm <33

#kai’s 💌#🧸 anon #this is so sweet sob

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gnostic-heretic · 7 years ago

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For the character ask meme: Uhhhh give me Vietnam if possible and if not, Norway plz! ;3 💖💖💖

it’s possible for both!!! >:3c live the dream!

Vietnam:

favorite thing about them

i like how she’s headstrong and serious! i also think she’s really cute though. and also, strange statement maybe, but i like the fact that we have a female character that is not very “feminine” for once. more love for gnc girls, people!

least favorite thing about them

hm... sometimes the fandom portrays her as TOO serious and super cold which i don’t think is true. also, though, it’s also part of her canon portrayal (the whole “she never smiles” thing and all...) so here i say: let vietnam smile! let vietnam have fun!

favorite line

she doesn’t have many lines and scenes... but this one is my fave BY A LONG SHOT

brOTP

Vietnam and Thailand! They’d be such cute friends! Also, I feel like Hong Kong + Taiwan/Vietnam is another excellent couple+best friend trio!

OTP

T A I V I E T please this was actually my first hetalia f/f otp... and i still love them i mean look at them! consider: Taiwan being the sweetest gf and reminding Vietnam how cute she is to her... Taiwan taking Vietnam out shopping for fun... Vietnam being able to loosen up and laugh when she’s around her cute, happy, cheerful gf... and Vietnam being always there for Taiwan when she’s having a hard time aahhh kind of like the strong pillar of her life... so cute!

nOTP

ameviet i mean... do i even need to explain why. yall...

random headcanon

she’s a lesbian

unpopular opinion

haven’t seen many opinions about her specifically so i don’t know what’s unpopular!

song i associate with them

??? eee i suck at this one i’ll... maybe get back to you later

favorite picture of them

get yourself a goth gf like this

now with norway!!!

favorite thing about them

just like with Romania, i like his passion for folklore and fairy tales! i also love that under the cold surface, he’s actually a really sweet and caring guy.also, his hair looks so soft. 10/10 i am gay

least favorite thing about them

asahgs the fandom’s idea that he is abusive like... quit it

also sometimes he’s almost TOO cold in the canon strips i mean.. c’mon we know the guy can show some emotions and even be funny when he wants to (see: his parody of sweden) i’d love to see more of that side of him!!!

favorite line

I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS... FOR ONE HOUR... BUT... that part where he gives iceland the yoggi... he cares so much about his lil bro? i think it’s so cute!

i can’t find the whole strip though i die

also, for some reason, i really like this scene... he sounds so cold but i think he’s also just really concerned about the ongoing battle, tbh. i like his expression in that bottom right panel a lot...

lol.

brOTP

i like him and iceland’s familiar relationship! i think they are really cute siblings :> actually a big reason why norway and iceland are some of my faves is that their interactions are always so funny and endearing.

OTP

dennor ajdjks i am basic... and also based PURELY on looks and personalities, i think norway and finland would make a really cute couple...!

nOTP

romantic norice i mean... again... COME ON GUYS...

random headcanon

OK I KNOW WE TALKED ABT THIS EXTENSIVELY BUT... i just love the idea of him, ice and denmark being a sort of atypical family and having their own peculiar dynamic. like iceland would hold such a grudge towards norway but also kind of see denmark as a cool adult figure and almost even more of a big brother than nor... but deep down i think iceland cares about his brother more than he lets show! and norway would try his best... to not only be there for his brother but also to be more open about his emotions.i just LOVE thinking of him opening up and having healthy loving relationships, romantic and not, in his life... my boy deserves to be happy!also, silly headcanon but in au settings just the same way i envision tolys as a teacher, i so strongly see norway as a writer. i also see him as being into punk/alt fashion but aahh that’s literally just my own self indulgence. i mean, listen, my argument is literally just: norway with piercings? wow? i am gay?

unpopular opinion

anko family headcanons that are like uwu norway is the mom and denmark is the dad uwu are boring and overrated. life is more nuanced than that guys! also neither of them is the “mom” like lmao they’re both MEN quit it w/ this shit

song i associate with them

HHGGGGHHH

favorite picture of them

is this official? is it not? it’s a thing of beauty anyway

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theboykingofhell · 8 years ago

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would you by any chance be up to just answer all of them rn

sjdnflskjdsnfdgsdfg this is gonna kill me and i’m so excited

READ MORE FOR ONCE to spare yalls dashboards

and i took out the ones i answered already tbh OK LET’S GO

1 : What age-group do you write?

YA!!!! i have always always wanted to write for teens. since i’ve gotten older, i do also wanna write for young adults but definitely like anything between 13-25 is the people i rly dedicate my stories to

2 : What genre do you write?

again, the closest thing i’d subscribe to genre-wise is YA... i get bored only doing the same thing over and over, but atm i have the most scifis (the most being two) so i guess that! i do fucking LOVE horror and realistic fiction tho

3 : Do you outline according to big ideas or small details?

how small are we talking... i do rly obsessively outline tho, i get the main big plot points down and then i like to know what those lil details in between are.. so...

5 : Do you write better with or without deadlines?

DON’T GIVE ME A DEADLINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..................

like, sure, i’ll DO it, but will i LIKE IT.. NAH... PROBABLY NOT... i did nanowrimo once, it was a great experience but was the final product good? nah... so... nnnnnah

6 : What would be the biggest compliment you could hope to receive on your current WIP?

GOSH I DONT KNOW.... JUST... ASKING FOR MORE, I GUESS??????? actually the biggest compliment is people building on my ideas or asking me questions about it tbh, anything that shows how engaged they rly got is NICE... i also do rly like when people compliment my prose tho kfgsdfgs

7 : How long is your current WIP?

tsg is 9449 words as of rn! i am far too lazy to open up the other documents and check but they are FAR shorter!

10 : Do you brain-storm story ideas alone or with others?

bothhhhh... i do have way more fun with other people though, and i think other people help more cuz they can make connections and ask questions i wouldn’t think of. most importantly, if there are plot holes, maybe they’ll find them for me.. or maybe even solve them!!! eee the best

11 : Do you base your characters off of real people?

y e s yes yes i do i have so many... like, there’s a cara in every story, there’s a maeve and britt in every story, if i know you for long enough, you’ll def appear SOMEwhere.

12 : Is your writing space clean or cluttered?

what is this ‘clean’ you speak of

13 : Do you write character-driven or plot-driven stories?

def characters, man, i wouldn’t even write a plot if you’d let me... i literally have so many stories where the plot IS just the characters kind of just. living. yes. so good

14 : Do you have a favorite writing-related quote?

if i DID i forgot it

15 : If you transport your original characters into another author’s world, which world would you choose?

imma be honest, if i had to pick any author in the world it would be britt @mmementommori‘s verse. i absolutely fucking ADORE everything that went into that story, the verse is fascinating and perfect and my characters would fit in so well and also would be tortured for all of eternity. what could be better???

19 : Would you rather live in your characters’ world, or have your characters come live in our world?

i wanna live in tsg cuz then vampires would be real and i could finally be one, y es

20 : What book would you love to see adapted for the big or small screen?

i’ve been watching a lot of... rly... gay... amazing movies... like, beautifully made and SO grand and larger than life and so CAREFULLY LOVINGLY made... like the handmaiden or moonlight.. and because of that, i would LOVE to see tsg as a movie. i think it’d fit right in and the idea of a lgbt horror movie hitting the scren is... g o d

21 : Do you finish most of the stories you start?

yyyees and nnnoooo....more no than yes... the furthest i get usually is the first draft and onto revising and then i get bored and move on but i’m getting better

22 : Has your own writing ever made you cry?

what is this ‘cry’ you speak of

actually once i did this rp scene with @mvgitek and... imma be real... there might’ve been a tear or two

23 : Are you proud or anxious to show off your writing?

anxious the first couple of seconds, proud the rest of the time. i don’t doubt that my writing is good but also... WILL THEY THINK MY WRITING IS GOOD???

24 : When did you start considering yourself a writer?

in the 3rd grade when i started making lil paperback books for all the kids in my class. maybe even a lil bit before that

28 : On a scale of 1-10, how much do you stress about choosing character names?

def a 1 omg. name is usually one of the first things that pop up for me. if it doesn’t pop up immediately when my baby is a lil shyer, i give them a placeholder. no big. it’ll come eventually

29 : Do you tend to underwrite or overwrite in a first draft?

overwrite... in that... i write the first draft like its the only draft, cuz it pretty much will be i hate revising so much jfkgsg

30 : Does writing calm you down or stress you out?

calm, i suppose... i can and have zoned out and just written for hours, like, ten hours straight, more than that... that’s a nice feeling yes

31 : What trope do you actually like?

what’s with the phrasing of this question... as if i’m only pretending to like most tropes...also i can never remember tropes off the top of my head and i still have 20 questions to go sO..SKIPPING...

32 : Do you give your side-characters extensive backstories?

Y E P.... is it really a side-character if you don’t obsess about them more than the mains at times because they’re so complex and you love them so much

33 : Do you flesh-out characters before you write, or let their personalities develop over time?

nah those fuckers jump outta the brain womb fully formed, pretty much. their personalities do develop more as i write but i have a rly good grasp of them before i even start the story

34 : Describe your old writing in one word.

amazingwhatalittlecutieohmygodimisshavingthissymplisticwritingstylelikeyoubitchyoudidntevenrealizewhatyouhadandnowitsGONE

35 : Is it more fun to write villains or heroes?

VILLAINS... duh....

36 : Do you write with a black and white sense of morality?

nah... largely cuz my own morality is skewed, also because most of the point of the stories is exploring morality and what it means and seeing how it gets corrupted in the protags

37 : What’s one piece of advice you would give to new writers?

you will be so much happier if you stop writing like anyone else and stop writing what people want you to write and just write for you and you only, everything else falls into place after you accept this!! AND PRACTICE

38 : What’s one piece of writing advice you try--but fail--to follow?

i hate almost all writing advice so there isn’t anything i’m attempting that i’m not doing tbh cuz i don’t wanna do any of it i’m a brat haha

39 : How important is positive reinforcement to you as a writer?

it’s important as in i’m narcissistic so anything negative puts me into a blind rage which is a damper on my mood omsfjgsfgs. also it keeps me vibing and keeps me hyped to channel out more work faster

40 : What would you ask your favorite author if given one question?

‘how the fuck’

41 : Do you find it distracting to read while you’re writing a first draft?

NAH i feel it to be absolutely necessary tbh. when i don’t read, i don’t write nearly as often and sometimes not even as well. i find other books to be rly healthy friendly competition, and when i read, immediately after i think ‘why isn’t my stuff published? why isn’t my book on the shelves with this one? i should get to work holy fuck’

42 : Do critiques motivate or discourage you?

depends! again, narcissistic, but i’ve gotten better and i do want to learn more. as long as it’s constructive and, by constructive, i mean that it still compliments me a lot and gives me the good AND the not-so-good then it’s fine, i get motivated. i never get discouraged, i’m either hype or i’m livid, which gives me evil hype and i write more outta spite haha

44 : How do you decide what story idea to work on?

i just get... the vibe... where suddenly i wanna work on a story so i do. sometimes i can tell a story isn’t ready so even if i feel like working on it, i won’t, but otherwise, i just wait for the vibe...

46 : What Hogwarts house would your protagonist(s) be in?

slytherin: red, bert, nora, amara, nathaniel, mal, katherine, tyler, eve and avery

gryffindor: black, nisha, rachel, caleb (unless i’m mean and make him a slytherin), cupid, aurora, frank, nicky, tasha, sinclair

ravenclaw: aaron, andrey, astra, antionette, blair, lucia

hufflepuff: jackie (unless i’m mean and make him a slytherin), cassandra, danny, ezra, emily, skylar, anna, null

47 : Where do you see yourself as a writer in five years?

book or two published, working on another three or so but who knows omfhsjgs

48 : Would you ever co-write?

i wanna co-write something so BAD......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

49 : Are you a fast and rushed writer or a slow and deliberate writer?

fast and rushed omfg i can’t write slow for shit.. wish i could.. i’m getting better

OH MY GOD I’M DONE WOWWWWWWWWWWWWW THANK YOU SO MUCH ANGEL

#THAT WAS RIDICULOUSLY FUN HSJFKGSNLFDJGS ILYSM THANK YOU #w #Anonymous #ask tag

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Beginnings of my script for my Bayou inspired movie!

Louisiana 1809

Rufus comes in from a long day working.

Mr. LaFleur

Rufus you plow the fields?

Rufus

Yes i did sir

Mr. LaFleur

What about the well? You check it?

Rufus

Yes of course sir

Mr. LaFleur

Very good, you’re getting a big dinner tonight my boy

Rufus

Thank you sir

Mr. LaFleur

Now make sure you call all the rest of them in I have a big announcement and also wake Daisy if you please, she’s been resting all day, it’s almost supper

Rufus perks up a bit at the last part

Rufus

Of course sir

He goes into the gardens, the fields, the well and asks the other slaves to come in. Then goes into the house and upstairs to Daisy’s room.

Rufus

Hello Ms. Daisy your father would like for you to come downstairs, supper is almost ready

Daisy

I’ll be down in a bit….Rufus can you stay I haven’t had the best day

He pauses for a bit

Rufus

Of..of course Ms. Daisy

Daisy

You can just call me Daisy you know? You’ve been with the family so long

Rufus

Yes of course Ms….Daisy

Daisy

Sit with me

Rufus sits on the bed next to her

Daisy

You’re not actually a part of our family though…you didn’t choose this

Rufus

I’m very happy here Daisy, your family treats me well

Daisy

But don’t you want more, your own home? A family of your own?

Rufus

I..I’m not sure we should talk about this Daisy

Rufus starts to get up but then Daisy grabs him by the hand, swiftly but gently

Daisy

Wait…please

She motions for him to sit again

Daisy

I’ll be 18 soon, and soon after I’ll be married I’m sure…have you ever dreamed of being married Rufus

Rufus

Never really thought about it Ms…I mean..Daisy

She gets a bit closer to him

Daisy

Haven’t you ever loved anyone?

Rufus

Can’t say I have

She puts her hand on his

He swallows nervously

Daisy

I’ve seen the way you look at me, it’s the same way I look at you

Rufus

Ms. Daisy….I..

Before he could finish she moves her head towards his and plants a kiss onto his lips. At that moment Mrs. LaFleur walks in

Mrs. LaFleur

Daisy, Rufus what is…

She stops talking as the too quickly move away from each other. Rufus jumps up and bows his head

Rufus

I’m sorry miss, I tried to tell her

Mrs. LaFleur

We’ll talk about this with Mr. LaFleur later, right now it’s supper

LaFleur Estate Next day

Mr. LaFleur

Rufus! You know you can’t do that, now I have to punish you. You’re my best worker, I like you boy but you know you can’t do that, sure some in town actually let that kind of thing happen, but it’s dangerous. We can’t mix like that, you understand?

Rufus

Yes sir, I’m sorry sir

Mr. LaFleur

Make sure it never happens again, I’m merciful. But some of the men in town find out the ones who have been taking out slaves who have been race mixin and carrying on? I’m ruined and they’ll kill you. You understand?

Rufus

Yes…yes sir

Little did either of them know that William LaFleur, the LaFleur’s middle child was listening.

LaFleur estate porch night

There’s a knock at the door

Mr. LaFleur answers it

John Sterling

Where is he Bill?

Mr. LaFleur

Where is who?

John and the 8 men behind him crash into the house go up to where Rufus sleeps and drag him down into the front yard

Mr. LaFleur

Hey now, that’s my slave, my property you let him go

John Sterling

You give your slave a nice bed? A room in the house? How peachy? That why this nigger here trynna be with your own daughter?

Mr. LaFleur

I took care of it, I punished him

John Sterling

Oh yeah, and how’s that?

Mr. LaFleur

I gave him 30 lashings just this morning. Now let him go

John gives Mr. LaFleur a long stare then smiles a sinister smile, his mouth filled with gold caps on his teeth

John Sterling

On my daddy’s estate, that’s not enough. We hang the bastards where we’re from

Mr. LaFleur

He is my slave I will do with him what I see fit! Now let him go

John Sterling

…I’m afraid I can’t do that. BOYS!

He motions and they all point guns toward Mr. LaFleur. Daisy, Mrs. Sterling the youngest brother Jeb come out of the house. Some of Sterlings men point the guns at them too

Mr. LaFleur

How dare you point those at my family!

He starts toward John Sterling, but Sterling hits him in the head with the pistol. Daisy sceams out and comes to the aid of her father

John Sterling

Now yall be quiet and stay here while we take this nigger here and show him what happens when he steps out of line

Rufus sat on his knees looking at Daisy over her father, sobbing. Sterling starts to drag him further into the swamp. Daisy leaves her father and runs toward Sterling, she grabs him and bites his hand causing him to drop Rufus for a second

Mrs. LaFleur

Daisy no!

Sterling turns around

John Sterling

A feisty little bitch huh? I see why you like this black trash, no one showed you manners

He hits her, she tumbles to the ground, then pulls out his gun

John Sterling

This one aint no good no way…tainted

He shoots her in the head

Mrs. Sterling

You son of a bitch!

She stumbles out to check on her daughter. Sterling points the gun at her

John Sterling

Now shut up or your next, got it?

Mrs. LaFleur simply cowers over her daughter silent and sobbing

Rufus is crying and starts grunting and screaming as this all transpires

Rufus

Daisy! Noooo! Daisy!

John Sterling

Shut up! Lets go!

Rufus tries to come to his feet and swings at Sterling. But Sterling ducks him and knocks him down with a pistol to the head.

John Sterling

This boys got some fight in him huh? Chain him up…find some rope

(First person) Rufus starts to wake up, his head throbbing. Sterling and his cohorts drag rufus into the swamp find a sturdy tree. His hands and legs bound with chains. They tie a noose around his neck and throw it over a tree.

John Sterling

Bring it over here!

His boys bring a bucket up and drop it right near Rufus’ feet.

John Sterling

You’re about to die, slow and painful unlike that poor girl…and it’s too bad I think she might have made a fine bride for me

Rufus is enraged by this and starts screaming at him

John Sterling

Do it! Shut him up

His men take the bucket and poor the contents onto Rufus, hot tar. Then throw feathers on him

John Sterling

And that’s what you get

Sterling is about to signal them to pull the rope but he can still hear Rufus screaming and saying something

Rufus

I’m gonna get you! If not this life! In the next! I will get you!

John Sterling

Is that so? Pull him up

They start pulling the rope up and slowly hang Rufus. But Rufus keeps muttering what he can while still staring John Sterling right in the eye

Rufus

I’m gonna get youuu!! i’m gonna…..ge..ttt….y…o…uu…i…..m…….go….n…n…a…g..eee…

He hang their for another few minutes his vision getting darker, he can see the house being set on fire in the distance…then darkness

Somewhere in Louisiana Daytime 2017

She walks down the street by the water, the grey haze from the sky above obscuring the sun. Her dark brown hair is drifting in the wind as she walks. Her eyes in their piercing blue looking out at the groups of people ahead. As she gets closer, she adjusts her blue tank top, makes sure her white pants are fitting right, adjust her foot in one of her right flip flop and proceeds forward.

She just moved to this area, and was looking for a place to stay, nothing but her one bag, with all the belongings she had. She dragged it behind her with it’s wobbly wheels spinning as she pulled it.

She finally got to where she saw the crowd congregated, they were all watching a street performer, a man painted blue, breathing out fire and dancing with a monkey juggling on his shoulder. She moved sideways to get a better look and bumped into a guy. He turned around, an average height, black male, with curly hair on the top of his head and none really on the sides, wearing a red jacket with black jeans and a white shirt under that.

Devante

Hi there, you kinda bumped into me there

He laughed, and she just stared

DEVANTE

Name’s Devante, what’s yours?

She continues staring at him

DEVANTE

Not much of a talker huh?

She reaches into her pocket and hands a piece of paper to him.

He reads it, then gives her a funny look and a chuckle

DEVANTE

Wild Fox? Really?

She nods, and he just shrugs it off

DEVANte

So I’m with this tour group, we’re going to check out this really old really huge swampy bayou in the middle of this town. Would you want to come?

WF pauses and thinks for a second…then nods yes.

She takes one more glance at the performer and fights through the crowd to drop a few dollars in his tip jar, before following Devante.

Dock of the Bayou Daytime

Wildfox and Devante get to the dock where they’ll take the riverboat into the bayou.

The boat driver Jerry, hopped from his boat as they approached.

Jerry

Ahhhhh, and I see we have our first two! How yall doing today?

DEVANTE

Good, very good

Jerry looks at WF, and she just nods and smiles

JERRY

Well alrighty, we got 8 more people and we’re good to go

Slowly over the next hour people started to come up to the dock. First Ryan, a tall dark haired white guy, with a beard, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. Soon after a couple who were all over each other James and Francis, so sounded French when they talked. Then a tall blue eyed blonde girl who looked like she was from California, Kristen. John, an average height white guy who already had a beer in his hand, and seemed ready to party. A very quiet and brooding guy, with messy hair, glasses and a journal and pen in his hand, named Brody. A very tough looking hispanic girl with a thick new york accent, named Sofia. And after almost two hours had past, the last person, a really muscular body builder type, who looked middle eastern, named Toban.

Jerry

Alrighty, everyone’s here, lets get the road on the show eh?

John

Wooooo!! Lets do this baby

Then he chugs the rest of his beer.

River Daytime

JERRY

This is one of the biggest rivers in the bayou, gotta be careful around here with the gators and the snakes they’ll get you

Sofia

Uuuhhh, snakes? Nobody said nothin bout snakes, I hate snakes

Toban

Don’t worry I’ll protect you, girl

Toban makes a kissy face and tries to wrap his arms around Sofia, but she pushes him off. John chugs another beer, now on his fourth. Wildfox stares out at the water, and Ryan looks at her.

Ryan

Ever been here before?

WF looks at him and shakes her head no.

Ryan

I’ve been here once when I was a kid, not specifically this place, but Louisiana

She smiles, then Jerry interrupts them, as the come to a pass, where there are four seperate streams of the river, they go down one of the streams in the middle.

Jerry

This pass is treacherous if you don’t know where you’re goin, but lucky yall know me, it’s a nice shortcut, and we’ll be there pretty soon.

DEVANTE

Hey Jerry, got any cool stories about the bayou?

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