#yeah this is hella long but like if you read through all of this i'm surprised and thank you

[greenpurplemylove]

Blue Light (PJS)🛁

→ masterlist; part 2.

→ pairings: non idol!jay x female!reader

→ synopsis: you wanted your friend Jay as a hype man before your blind date, but what you didn’t expect was for him to reciprocate feelings for you.

→ genre: kinda smut(?) hella suggestive. so minors, y'all can just scroll pass this one😁

-> now playing: I'm Sorry We Lied, Blood Orange.

→ warnings: swearing, suggestive, making out, dirty thoughts, he gropes your tits, small mentions of masturbation and sex, possible grammatical errors, lemme know if I missed anything else! not proofread!

→ A/N: I fr made this fanfic while putting on champagne coast on loop. anyways, romance untold is such a good album fr, might be my favorite era of enha.

→ word count: 6,1k

You never really knew why you invited Jay over before your blind date.

For emotional support? Sure, yeah, definitely, but you knew there was more to it than that.

You’ve had a crush on him ever since the beginning of your friendship, there were times where you’ve tried to pursue him, but at one point you realized that maybe he only saw you as a friend, so you reluctantly gave up on that fantasy overtime.

That is until you realized that lately, there has been some semi-romantic tension between the both of you.

From catching him staring at you during the times where you hung out with your group of friends to how he would glance at you ever so often when girls would flirt with him in front of you.

At times you didn’t mind and you just gave him a teasing smile, but sometimes he’d look at you so longingly that the girl he was flirting with couldn’t help but feel offended.

The ones that no longer wanted to pursue him, started talking behind your friend group about how they think Jay has feelings for you.

The ones that still did pursue him, rolled their eyes at the mention of your name.

Initially you couldn’t help but be in denial.

Because for as long as you’ve known him, he’s always just been so casual and friendly towards you. He’d treat you like any other friend all this time, so why now? Why such gossip started spreading around now?

Although, you do recall that for the past couple of months you’ve been closer than ever. So much so that it didn’t feel like you were talking to him in a friendly manner lately.

Least to say, your relationship with him now is as complicated as ever.

So, here he was right here and now, in your apartment, leaning over your couch as he started reading one of the books he randomly picked up from your book shelves.

The tight shirt and black leather jacket he was wearing bubbled up new and old feelings.

You purposefully invited Jay over because you wanted to show him what you were going to wear to your blind date, tell him where you’re going, and what you’re going to do if the date goes well.

You wanted to see how he’d react.

You wanted to see if he’d get jealous or not.

“I didn’t know you liked Oasis” he observed the cover of the album as he read through the track list, interrupting your thoughts.

“uhm, yeah, my dad bought me that” you shook your head pointing at the vinyl he was holding, he raised his eyebrows pouting his lips before putting it back on the shelves.

“Anyways” you interrupted making him turn around to look at you still in your sweatpants and blue shirt.

“I need your help” you stated putting your hands on your hips.

“I know, you texted me about it” he replied nonchalantly,

“what do you need my help with?” he offered as he stood up, taking off his jacket and putting it on your jacket stand. His toned arm muscles made your heart run laps all over your body.

“I need your help picking out my outfit” you replied your eyes shifting back to look at his face, in hopes that your eyes don’t drift to his arms again.

“That’s it?” he raised his eyebrows at you.

“Well no, I also need some dating advice, knowing you get around” your comment made him snarky, he didn’t remember dating that much women in his life to make you fell under the impression that he was promiscuous.

“I don’t get around y/n, I’ve never even dated that many people” he crossed his arms smirking at you as he leaned against the partition wall between your kitchen and your living room.

“Really?” you sassed raising an eyebrow at him, “what about that time when you-” you went on as you started mentioning the names of all the people he has dated ever since you’ve been friends, which wasn’t much compared to some of your friends, but it was definitely a noticeable amount.

“And not to mention all the other ones you practically flirted in front of me” he couldn’t help but feel sour at the mention of all those names.

Yes, he did have feelings for all those women that have been in his life. But, it wasn’t until he realized that all the women he’s ever dated in college, always either had something in common or is the complete opposite of you.

It was then he realized that all this time, that was his way of suppressing his feelings towards you. As for the girls he had flirted with in front of you, though that occasion rarely happened in his opinion.

He somehow knew he wanted to catch your attention, in hopes that you’d feel jealous and would want to start pursuing him.

Which he knows is incredibly immature of himself, but somehow he’d still fall into the same guilt, repeating his mistakes again just for the sake of getting you to chase him back.

Before today, he had wanted to forever bury any desire left in him for you, to just continue being friends.

But, it wasn’t until today you texted that you wanted to see him.

He thought that maybe you wanted to talk about something.

Maybe, you wanted to talk how you truly felt about him.

But, later he dug his own grave when you said that you needed his help for your upcoming blind date.

Through it all, he still had questions in his head. Why him? Why only him? You could’ve at least ask your girl friends to help you out, but why him?

Those questions sparked a little hope in him, a little hope that he has a chance to actually make you fall for him. Though the chances were slim to none, he was still willing to take it.

“Ok, but still those aren’t considered many, if you compared me with other people in our friend group” he snapped back into reality as he sees you thinking for a moment.

Tucking your hair behind your ear.

“You have a point” you acknowledged before going back to your closet, picking out clothes from your closet for an afternoon date in the park.

“Hey, let’s say if you were going on a park date with a girl you’ve never met before, would you find her more attractive in a dress or in jeans and a plain top?” you asked lifting the two options on either side of your arms.

For a moment in his head he imagined how you looked good in both, but he was leaning more on to the dress.

He had fantasized the both of you laid out a carpet in the park, with you wearing that pretty dress you were holding and you smiling up at him as you caressed his hair.

“Well, I’m not really the one going on the date” he put his hands inside his pockets, “plus, you’ve never really met the guy in real life, how would you know he’s not some creep?” he added.

“Well, I’ve seen his pictures ok? He doesn’t look creepy at all” you tilted your head before walking towards your bathroom and shutting the door behind you.

“Looks can deceive, you know that right?” he half shouted from across the room as he plopped down on her couch, pulling out his phone from his pocket.

A few moments later, you came out of the bathroom with your first outfit, your jeans were rather baggy and low waisted, showing a little bit of your midriff and your top was just a plain white top that fitted your upper body just the way you liked it.

Jay couldn’t help but stare in awe as you walked towards your floor length mirror, greeted by the dimples on your back, he turned away rather shyly as he rubbed his thighs, trying desperately to relax.

“So” you spoke turning around to face him, “do you think this will do?” you asked as you fidgeted your fingers.

“Uhm” he stared for a moment, not knowing what to say.

You had already looked flawless to him, so there was not much to be said other than to utter perfection. Which he was too proud to say in front of you.

“It looks, nice” seeing his response felt a bit lackluster, you furrowed your eyebrows and tilted your head as a reaction, flashing him a lopsided smile. He noticed your reaction and opened his mouth in response.

“It looks great, y-you look great”

shit

He mentally face palmed himself for stuttering.

“But, why don’t you try on that dress first, you know, uhm, for safe measurements?” he suggested trying to save himself from further embarrassing himself.

“uhm, ok sure, yeah” you responded smirking at him from his odd respond before going back to the bathroom and shutting the door behind you.

Moments later you came out with a short dress that you thought complemented your figure and complexion.

The low cut revealed your cleavage in a flattering way and the hem of the dress accentuated your figure, or at least the parts that you purposefully wanted to accentuate.

“How about this one?” you pinched the edges of the dress, giving a small twirl at the end, you looked up from your dress to look at his face, his mouth was opened, eyes stunned, ears red and body frozen.

His reaction made your heart skip a couple of beats.

For a second you thought he was having a stroke, but now you could only stand there stiff waiting for him to say something back.

“Uhm, t-to be honest, I think the j-jeans and top one was better” he responded swallowing a spit down his throat, covering his coughs with his elbow. The blush from his cheeks peaking out of his elbows.

You could tell he was just using coughs as a gimmick to hide his blush.

Which is exactly what he was doing. His heart was running laps around his body, thumping hard at the sight of you wearing a dress that made you look impossibly hotter than you did before.

At that moment, if he could get down on his knees to worship you. He would do so voluntarily.

His possessive side definitely got the best of him after seeing you in a dress. He knew you weren’t his, but he knew that he’d rather put a gun to his head than see you dressed like that for another guy, let alone a guy you’ve never met.

Especially, not with the way that dress was revealing your breasts, it had him riled up in his seat almost instantaneously.

You sighed and rolled your eyes at his actions before going back to the bathroom and changing back to your jeans and top before laying down beside him on your couch. He instantly swung his arm over your head to lay it behind your figure on the back of the sofa.

“Better?” you smirked, batting your lashes at him. For a moment he stared at you in silence before he nodded, flashing a smirk at you before he shyly looked away to see your book shelves and vinyl player from across the room.

“You wanna play a little music to maybe help you get ready?” he suddenly got up from the couch reaching for your vinyl cabinet, leaving you feeling a little disappointed.

“Yeah, sure definitely” you said readjusted yourself on the couch.

“When’s your date coming anyways?” he asked browsing through your vinyls.

“In 4 hours give or take” you stood up from your seat and squatted down next to him, opening the glass cabinet.

He turned to you, wide eyed and eyebrows furrowed as he watches you tuck the strands of your hair to the back of your ear, your eyes latching onto the glass cabinet, concentrated in picking the right vinyl to set the mood.

“You’re kidding? That’ll still be awhile, why’d you even invited me anyways?” He sat down on the floor and folded his leg, using it as an arm rest. His eyes followed your figure as you placed your vinyl on your coffee table.

There was a few moments of comfortable silence, followed by an ever so small romantic tension between the both of you that quickly filled your apartment to the brim before you opened your mouth.

“I wanted you to be here” you spoke truthfully, flashing him a nervous smile feeling your blood rush up to your cheeks as your body starts to tense at the feeling of his eyes on you.

You looked at him for some time and you’d notice how his mouth is just hanged opened a little, eyes dazed, ears red, the words struggled to slip out from his mouth as he swallowed his own spit.

Does he, actually like me back?

You thought to yourself, turning away, feeling your cheeks heat up more and more at the thought.

“Is Blood Orange ok?” you suddenly switched the topic, in hopes that it would calm down the butterflies you had in your stomach as you walked towards the cables, struggling to plug in your vinyl player.

Jay wasted no time to get up and help you set up, resulting in his hand brushing over yours. Ever so slightly, but it triggered a reaction so big inside you, you felt like you could just melt right then and there.

Not so long after you put the vinyl in place and set it all up, the first song of the track began to play. The music filling in the silence that once roamed your apartment.

“Thanks by the way” you spoke standing up and putting your hands in your back pockets.

“No problem” Jay got up, dusting his arms off.

For a moment, there was this valley of awkward silence in between the both of you. The music in the background could only cover such little awkwardness.

His hands were in his pockets and yours were on your hips. You nodded for no reason trying your absolute best to avoid eye contact with him and vice versa.

Jay clicked his tongue making you turn to face him, he was pointing at the bathroom door behind him before rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

“I need to use the bathroom by the way” he glanced at the bathroom door, putting his hands in his pockets flashing you a small smile.

“Uhm, sure, yeah, sure thing, no pro, eughm problem” you coughed in the middle of your sentence as you turned around, trying to find something to busy yourself with as you waited.

The sound of the bathroom door creaking opened and the toilet flushing made you turn your head, turning your gaze from your book to Jay.

“I’m gonna go do my makeup now” you purposefully brushed against him as you strutted to the bathroom, leaving him to turn his head to you.

Following your figure as you opened the bathroom door, for a moment it left him breathless, but for the next moment, it made him contemplate.

Your apartment wasn’t a crowded space, since there was only the two of you in your whole apartment. Yet, you still decided to brush against him as if you were in a room full of people.

Was it possible that you wanted him back?

Or, was that just your way of teasing him?

He plopped down on your couch and grabbed the book you read earlier on, eyeing it curiously.

The Summer I Turned Pretty.

I think I saw this once on prime.

He thought, as he examined the covers and fidgeted with the pages.

“Hey, isn’t this a television show?” he asked holding up the book, making you turn around after pumping moisturizer into your hands.

��oh yeah it is, it’s on prime” you responded before going back to face the mirror, dotting your moisturizer on to your face.

“why not just watch the show?” he asked raising his shoulders looking at you.

“I did, and they said there were a few differences between the book and the show” you spoke as you fanned yourself.

“what difference does it make?” he mumbled to himself as he started reading the first page, eyebrows furrowed and lips pouted in concentration.

The music filled in the void of silence in between the both of you, as you mouthed the lyrics, moving your shoulders to the beat as you waited for your concealer to set.

After Jay was about a chapter in, he closed the book. Not that it was boring or anything, he just wasn’t interested in where the story was going.

He leaned his head back on the couch, stretching his arms on either side feeling the music take over his mind.

For a moment he recalled all the moments he had looked at the same ceiling.

The house warming party you had at your second year of uni and how gorgeous you looked wearing that sparkly dress as you danced to the beat of the house music playing in the background.

The time you let him and his two friends sleep here when they got black out drunk at a nearby sports bar after his favorite soccer team won a rematch.

He remembered how you made him a hangover drink the morning after that worked like a charm, that he now makes it every time he goes back to his apartment hammered after a party or a gathering.

Or the many times he studied for his finals or midterms in your apartment. You were always willing to lend him a hand, that at times he worries that you were neglecting your work just to do his.

He liked spending time with you, wether inside or outside your apartment.

He liked how your humors clicked with each other.

He liked how the both of you seemingly development the same habits overtime, wether good or bad.

He liked how you’re always concentrated in your studies, but you never gate keep things and that you’re always willing to help out others when in need.

He liked how though you were seemingly cold to approach at first, you soon melted into this kind and warm personality.

He liked how warm you smiled and greeted other people, though you’ve only talked to them once or twice.

He liked the seemingly bad habits you’d always mention, but to him they seem adorable.

He liked how when you flirt, your voice always go in this specific tone of voice that has him on the edge of his seat.

He liked how your hair shined under the sunlight.

He liked the way you smile and curl your lips.

He liked you.

Eventually, his mind traced back to the party he had celebrated in Sunghoon’s house a few months ago, it wasn’t a big party and only both your friend group came.

You were very drunk and he could tell from your expression.

He didn’t know what had happened, but somehow suddenly, you took him upstairs to the second floor.

Dragging him by the hand.

He didn’t know if you were aware of what you were doing, but all of a sudden you straddled him on his lap on top of a couch.

Your face flushed red, smiling and giggling like a mad man.

“You know I’ve always had a crush on you Jay” your sultry seductive voice replayed in his head.

“But, do you like me? Please, please tell me you like me back” you asked with your half lidded eyes as you wrapped your hands around his neck, your face was inches from his.

He did like you, he had liked you ever since he saw you walking down the hallways for the first time.

A little regret lingered down his throat as he had wish he hadn’t cast his feelings aside in order to not damage your friendship.

If he hadn’t cast those feelings aside all this time, he could only imagine the things you’d be doing right then at that very moment.

But, he couldn’t blame himself after all. It was all in the past.

He recalled her pouting in disappointment as she was met with silence at the time, so she nuzzled her face on to the crook of his neck. Her nose rubbing against the bottom of his ear making his slacks grow tighter.

The way her legs were positioned didn’t make it any easier for him either.

He didn’t know where the sudden surge of confidence came to be, was it the alcohol or the atmosphere at that time, but he couldn’t care less anymore as he cupped your cheek making you look at him in wonder.

Your eyes were a daze, looking into him deeply as your face were centimeters from each other. He turned your head to the side as he closed his eyes and took your lips in his.

He felt that you embraced him closer as you pressed your lips deeper against him.

His hands moved from your cheek to your waist, gripping them tight making you moan into his mouth. Making his dick grow harder in his pants.

Your lips crashed passionately into each other, pulling back and forth like a mind game as you laced your fingers in his hair, making him groan.

He started rubbing the sides of your body as he licked the bottom of your lip, asking for permission to which you happily gave in to.

You opened your mouth and he slipped his tongue in. It felt like heaven to him when your tongues clashed into each other.

Your lips, your kiss and your tongue. God, your tongue. Felt so good and hypnotizing, tangled with each other.

His hands would switch between your cheeks and your waist to gently give you assurance every time.

He trailed kisses from your lips to your ear and eventually to your neck, making you lean your head back, giving him more space to roam with his mouth.

Your sighs grew louder as he started kissing a certain spot on your neck. He took it as a sign that, that was your weak spot. Before he started gently sucking on it making you moan quietly under your breath.

He didn’t expect your next bold move, but it made him incredibly harder than he was already. You took one of his hands that was on your waist and you slipped it under your shirt to the point where his fingertips were right under your bra.

He didn’t think you’d stop there, because you had stopped for a moment, he just continued kissing and sucking on your weak spots.

But, his mouth was left opened when he felt his hand that was under your shirt, was being lifted up your bra as your hand guided him to do so.

He was now gently massaging your bare breast as it made you moan and leaned your head back.

“Please Jay” you moaned his name.

Driving him insane as you grind on his clothed shaft, making him lean his head back in pleasure as you continuously moaned his name.

You were a sight to behold.

His hand was gently massaging your breasts, revealing your beautiful bare skin from your stomach up. Eyes shut and mouth opened in pleasure, as you slowly grind up on him.

It was his first time he had ever seen you like this.

Needy for him only.

He can never let go of that image from his head.

He was in heaven.

But, he would never forgive whoever came into the room, interrupting such a precious moment with you, making the both of you instantly panic to hide and cover yourselves.

Your face on his lap at that moment became his weekly masturbation material.

Making him tight in his pants whenever he remembers it or whenever the side of your body was pressed up against his.

It drove him almost insane, when he found out you didn’t remember a thing from that night.

He snapped back into reality when he heard you hummed a long to the record playing from the bathroom.

His eyes looked at your back as you brushed your face with whatever you were wearing on your face.

A spike of confidence ran through him as he got up from his chair and walked up towards you.

He didn’t know why he got up, maybe he was stupid. Maybe he is being stupid.

But, he was stupid enough to wanna be near you, knowing fully well he might mess it up.

The last song of the album replayed for the third time today in the background as you curled your lashes, before turning around to see him standing on the doorframe of your bathroom.

“Hey” you greeted as he smirked at you, before walking closer till he was eventually standing right beside you.

“Whatcha doing?” he asked as he examined the makeup products that was in front of him.

He mentally cringed at himself for letting such a cheesy line slip from his mouth.

“Well, my makeup, but right now I’m doing the finishing touches, so what’s up?” you asked as you put on your mascara.

“You know, you asked me to come here to give you some dating advice, but you know what I’ve realized?” he asked invoking her curiosity.

“Go on” you replied putting down your mascara, turning your body to the side to look at him.

“You’ve never once asked me about a dating advice” he furrowed his eyebrows.

Your smile faded and your eyes widen at the realization.

Gotcha.

He thought.

“Well, I did tell you, I wanted you to be here” you spoke but his eyes soften, as if he knew you were already hiding your real reason.

“You could’ve had anybody else here y/n, why me? Out of all the people” he asked as he crossed his arms, leaning back on the counter.

“I-” there was a wave of silence between the both of you as you looked away, bitting your bottom lip.

You were contemplating, the tension in the bathroom was almost too much for you to shrug it off.

You wanted to tell him the truth, but you were scared that Jay wasn’t actually that interested in you and that he just wanted to be friends.

But, by his body language and demeanor through out the whole time you’ve been here, said other wise.

Fuck it.

“Can I ask you something?” he suddenly asked interrupting your thoughts.

“Sure, sure anything” you responded putting your hands in your pockets.

“That night at Sunghoon’s party, was it true when you said that you didn’t remember a thing?” he asked as his eyes widen in curiosity.

Your heart was beating so fast and you felt your cheeks blush remembering what had happened.

It was clear you didn’t remember everything, but you remembered some parts that you had with him.

You looked up at him and you can see the hope and glimmer in his eyes, whatever answer he wanted. You couldn’t take the underlying tension between the both of you anymore, you knew you had to tell the truth.

Wether it be a rejection or he does actually like you back, you wanted to let go of the burden of feeling like you had to play pretend all this time.

You shook your head as a rebuttal, looking away, cheeks red from embarrassment.

The way you made out with him and the way you let him fondled your breasts like that, made you feel hot.

Especially at this moment, since he was now standing so close to you.

He swallowed his spit before opening his mouth.

“What did you actually remember?” he asked.

You swallowed a spit as you find yourself leaning dangerously close to him, bitting your lips, thinking about how you should say it.

“I remember what I said a couple of times, and the fact that we made out” you mentioned the last few words in a whisper.

He bit the bottom of his lip, containing his smile.

He adjusted his height to match where he was now standing face-to-face with you.

His smirk teasing you as you tried so desperately to avoid his eyes on you.

Causing butterflies to form in your stomach.

“And-” your words were cut off when you realized how close his lips were to yours, when his hands gently snaked on to your waist making you gasp quietly.

Your hands landed on his clothed chest almost instantly.

Your eyes never broke contact from each other as if the sexual tension between the both of you wasn’t already overwhelming.

He leaned forward, feeling his breath so close to your ear.

You sighed as you closed your eyes, the feeling becoming a little too much.

“Go on” he whispered as he closed his eyes, smirking in a sultry manner that sparked a fire in you.

“I don’t wanna say it” you turned away shyly, hearts beating fast, face as red as a tomato, too embarrassed to admit the act you did while you were both intoxicated.

His eyes soften and he sighed, smiling at you softly.

“That’s ok” he spoke as he rubbed your waist, comforting you in his touch.

The silence between the both of you know felt comfortable, the sexual tension was definitely still there.

But, it made you feel glad that you didn’t have to admit what you were uncomfortable to admit with him and it made you glad that he felt the same way, at least by the way he was responding to you.

“But, do you wanna do it again?” he whispered in your ear, making you giggle as he did the same.

“Yes, please” you nodded as he smiled at you, carefully setting aside your makeup from the counter.

He picked you up by your waist from the floor making you chuckle before putting you on top of your sink counter.

He smiled at you as he leaned his head to the side, his hands were on your waist and his lips were merely inches apart from yours as he waited for you to come back down from laughing.

You smiled at him, latching your arms on to his broad shoulders before pulling him in closer until his lips met yours.

His other hand cupped your cheek as he leaned in closer, deepening the kiss as his heart was thumping out of his chest.

Though very little words could convey what they felt at that moment. Their kiss was filled with all the longing and love, any lovers could ever offer.

Your hand went up the back of his neck, slowly caressing his jet black hair. He let out a groan as he momentarily pulled away from your lips before latching on again shortly, angling his head in a different way, deepening the kiss further, completely drunk on your lips.

He opened his mouth and you used this as an opportunity to slid in your tongue. Making him sigh as you finally did.

Your tongues were tangled in each other as the kiss grew impossibly deeper. The passion running through your veins as the both of you went on.

His hand that was on your cheek moved to the back of your neck as he slowly tugged at your hair, gently leaning your head to the side as he started trailing kisses from your jawline to your neck ever so softly.

“Jay” you moaned his name as he started gently sucking on your weak spots.

Your hands started caressing his body as his lips moved to the bottom of your neck, gently kissing and sucking.

Your mouth opened slightly and your eyes closed shut as the feeling of pleasure took over your body.

“God, y/n” he moaned at how good it felt when you caressed him.

He pulled away from you softly, you sighed in complaint at the loss of his lips on your neck.

His breath was heavy and so was yours as he pressed his forehead against yours, eyeing you.

Your flushed face, eyes shut, and heavy breathing. Made his heart race and his mind hazy.

Soon later, you sighed as you stared at his lips. Wanting more of it.

Like clockwork, he knew what you wanted and smiled at how adorable you looked, wanting nothing but his lips on yours again.

He smiled into the kiss as you did the same. This time the kiss was softer, but soon grew insatiable as you clung onto his shoulders and he was pulling you closer till your clothed chest was pressed against his.

Soon, his lips were back on your neck and he pulled your collar to the side as he trailed kisses on your collarbone, gently nibbling and bitting as you leaned your head back against the mirror, letting out a moan from the pleasure of it all.

Jay’s pants grew tighter as you both went on, with the way you were moaning his name it turned him on unlike any other girl he’s ever slept with.

Suddenly, you heard your phone ringing from across the counter, making you snap back onto reality.

Jay stopped abruptly, glancing at you as you picked up your phone.

Your eyes widen at the name that popped up on your screen.

“Shit, it’s my date” you cursed as he sighed, turning away in disappointment.

“He isn’t suppose to be here for another hour, right?” Jay asked, checking his wrist watch as he did so.

“I know” you responded before picking up the call.

“Heyy” you greeted, faking a smile even though the person on the other end of the line can’t see you in person.

Your blind date asked if you still wanted to go on that date.

“Well uhm” you glanced at Jay, who raised his eyebrows at you.

“Actually, I’m really sorry, I can’t go on a date with you” Jay’s eyes widen at your words.

“I have other plans as it turns out” you followed as you smiled at him, bitting your lip as you looked away.

He could’ve sworn he felt butterflies swarming up his stomach.

“Sure, sure, thanks so much for understanding, ok, ok thanks, bye” that’s all you said before you hung up the phone.

He let out a small chuckle at what just happened.

“You dumped your date for me?” he smiled teasingly, raising his eyebrows at you as he held on to the counter.

“Great guy, but honestly wasn’t really that interested in him anyways” you smiled confidently making him chuckle at you.

You sat there just smiling at each other, a wave of comfortable silence blended with the music in the background as it repeats its first song track for the fifth time today.

“So,” he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, making you blush and smile at his cheeky behavior.

“What do we do now?” he asked as his face was merely inches from yours.

“Can I be honest?” he nodded at your question as he placed small kisses all over your neck making you sigh under your breath.

“I spent almost an hour doing my makeup, honestly I think it’ll be a waste of my efforts if we were to have sex right now” you stated as he pulled away, eyes widen surprised at your straightforward respond.

He snorted, smirking. Even after all this time he had known you, you still managed to surprise him.

“Ok then, what do you want to do instead?” he asked as he smiled at you softly.

“I’m thinking” you played with his hair, making him blush and smile up at you.

“A drive? Maybe some, dinner?” he raised his eyebrows at you as he smirked.

“Sure thing.”

[blarshwritezz]

Yandere Clone x Reader

Male Yan x gn reader

TW - general yandere behavior, torture, manipulation

Clone!Yan wasn't even supposed to exist. If only your boyfriend had never agreed to that stupid experiement.

It was sketchy, but paid hella good money, and the two of you were going through hard times. You guys really needed the cash. Especially since he was starting to consider proposing.

You told him it was too risky. You told him there were much better ways to make money. Safer ways. But he was blinded by all those zeros. 10 million sure does motivate someone. Even you were considering joining in too.

The day he left for it, you nearly cried. It's been a long time since you had to spend a night without him.

But finally, he came back a week later! Something was just...different. When he held you, he seemed stronger than usual. He seemed to blink less, and stare at you more. He was getting very jealous very easily. Sure he had some slight jealousy issues before he went off, but it wasn't ever this bad...

At first, you considered it side effects of whatever those awful people did, or that it was just because he missed you. But it only seemed to get worse...

You'd notice him eating less, exercising less, doing everything he usually did less...

He used the money from the experiment to buy the two of you a lovely little home somewhere peaceful. Nothing fancy, the two of you didn't need too much. Just a quaint little home in the suburbs.

In that home, you realized there was always this suspicious locked room. When you asked him about it, he just said, "Oh, that? Yeah, I think it's pretty weird too. I guess the previous owners just locked it and forgot to give us the key."

Lately, he's seemed pretty dismissive when you were worried.

But some nights, you swore you heard strange noises coming from that room. Things like scratching, muffled screams, faint groans, and even whispers of your name.

One night, you had enough. It was one of those rare nights where your boyfriend would get up, presumably to use the restroom or get a glass of water, and not return for over an hour.

Silently, you crept down the hall. The door to that room was slightly ajar, the light of the moon peaking out. You got just close to peak in and what you saw was not only horrifying but confusing as well.

There was your boyfriend, holding a bloody pen, standing above...himself? But a grotesque and mutilated version of himself.

You backed away in horror, only to crash into something behind you, making a loud noise. Nearly instantly, your "boyfriend" was at the door staring at you.

"Oh dear, my lovely [Y/N]...you weren't supposed to see this yet. It was going to be a surprise." The man spoke, a twisted grin on his face. "I guess now I have to tell you early."

He grabbed your arm and dragged you into the room. No matter how much you struggled, no matter how strong you were, he was more powerful. His bruising grip could have broken your bone, but he was being oh so careful with you.

"You see, my dearest, this man you called your boyfriend was just pathetic...he didn't have the balls to give you everything you deserve. But I can. I can be perfect for you. I'm him, but better in every way." He whispered, his cold breath against your neck as he held you tight and forced you to look at the man who could hardly be recognized as your sweet boyfriend.

"I won't ever age, or change, or ever go against you. Why, I was made for you..."

You were so confused, and he could tell. But your words were stuck in your throat. It was a good thing he could read you so well.

"Don't you remember? All those months ago, the experiment? The scientists who created me needed a dumb test monkey down on their luck, and your old boyfriend was perfect for that role. They took his skin, his blood, his hair, every bit of DNA they could to make me. The only thing missing was the transference of subconscious, and well, the only thing he could think of was you. So naturally, the only thing I can think of, is you~"

He wrapped his artificial arms around your waist tightly, making sure you didn't fall over. You felt like you would be sick...

"Unfortunately, I have to keep him alive. If he dies, I will too. But I recently decided to take out his eyes. That way he'll never get to see you again. Only I should have such an honor."

He started kissing your neck, making you feel even more disgusted. Right in front of you was your beloved boyfriend, the very one you hoped to spend your life with, turned to this shell of what he once was. You could hardly even see his skin tone beneath all the blood.

"Don't worry, just rest. You'll never have to see that failure again..." With those last few words, he covered your mouth with a cloth. You were already paralyzed in fear, too terrified to fight back this time.

He watched you for the rest of the night...and the next day...and the next night, and the next day, and the next night. Never once were you free from the thing that claimed to be your boyfriend.

Or rather, husband now. He was so glad you finally agreed! Not that you had much of a choice.

Yea, feeling this one! Different style than usual, woo!

[shuenkio]

Moonstruck | 성훈 🖤 엔.하.이.픈 (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Paring: idol!Sunghoon X M!reader

Genre: Fluff. Synopsis: Taken a week vacation in the UK that Jay suggests to find out that, he's not the only child, he had another little brother?

Non proof read English is not my 1st.

This is a work of fanfiction, do not throw unnecessary tantrums on this nsfw/sfw blog. ©Shuenkio

A/N: Forget to mention m/n have the punk/hip-hop style in dressing, black from head to toe you can imagine ;) btw English here is a bit cheeky, hope you don't mind.

The World Tour comes to an end, the boy band group "ENHYPEN" gets a chance to take their own break, vacations and personal doing. It is a blessing and relief that they all get time to rest, after doing concerts non-stop, they're gonna spend time in their own way.

On the other hand, in the dorm, Jay, one of the members chit chatted with his teammates if they wanted to go on vacation in the UK. Positivity, they are all immediately drawn and agree to the suggestion idea. The boys had never stepped foot in the UK before, so why not ? Even better, Jay would pay half of the tickets too, isn't that Great? Only idiots can decline this offer.

After flying a few hours from Korea to the UK, it finally arrived. The land of the united kingdom, known as the British country. It's like entering another side of the world, people have their own unique remarkable, people speak British English, chaos and busy days, with the high technology here. This is gonna make one of the best memories ever.

Moving on to Jay's place. Actually it was one of his parents places here. After hearing Jay would bring his teammates in, his parents happily flying over the moon, quicker than the speed of light, arrive in the UK to prepare and welcome them, not to mention they have a private jet that's why.

Knocking on the tall well-built traditional door, all 7 guys greetings by Jay's parents, with a warm hug and kiss. While taking a peek inside, it is like taking a vacation in a damn golden castle. Everything is decorated in luxurious furniture, the light, the floor, and it's hella large, just imagine a mansion like.

Settled down inside, Both of Jay's parents went through the kitchen to prepare a lot of meals for the family, and the guests but that's not the case, they're all family too. Admire in the surroundings, Jay would be given them and show them their guest bedroom, and what to do and don't until most of them are in their own guest room, left Sunghoon who was there, standing alone like a lost puppy in his mate's house.

"Uh Jay-ah, where can I sleep for tonight?"

"...hmmm.. all the guest rooms are full now for them so maybe my brother's room, come on let me show you, I hope he won't be mad"

Sunghoon blinks, furrow his brows confused as Jay mentioned he just has a brother knowing all along he is the only one, when he said that, it makes no sense.

"brother? ... You had a brother? I thought you were the only child?" Said while walking, as Jay guided him to M/N room.

"it's a long story, I didn't tell you all for a reason, haha now now we're here" Knocking on the door, Jay speaks calling, for M/N name. Later, the door opened, revealing a boy who was dressed, in a very... Different style, that quickly grabs Sunghoon's attention.

"JAY?" You happily shout, knowing Jay home after waiting for him for days, greeting him with a hug, which is soon returned by him.

"M/N! How I miss you. How are you? Are you doing great?"

"well yeah I am, I'm very good and I hope you're doing okay too" You respond, crossing your hands in. Then your eyes land on a taller pale guy, behind Jay. You might know him, but he probably doesn't.

"oh, is he Sunghoon hyung?" Mutter, you peeking behind your brother's back, to see clearly. Sunghoon who was an introvert guy, feeling and surprised that you know his name, mixed with awkwardness in this kind of situation, especially with strangers, but does he have to get used to it? It's Jay's brother after all.

"you know a lot don't you? Yeah He's the Park Sunghoon that you like the most" like the most? Sunghoon's face turning tomatoes, as he is puzzling. feeling like his heart Sprint away from his own beat, so you do like him? Well when fans confess they like Sunghoon, it's just a normal reaction but when He knows you like him, it's weird, different feel from those fans. or maybe he is just shy ? Or super shy?

"Hi! Sunghoon hyung it was nice to meet you, I'm M/N" bowing down in a respectful way, you suddenly switch language once you greet him, which once again makes Sunghoon feel dumb like a lost sheep. There's so much information going on here.

"O-oh yes... M/n... Good to see you. Your Korean is nice I'm Impressed" Sunghoon greet back, feeling more used to and ease once you speak to him in Korean. After all those greetings, Sunghoon just stood there, didn't know what to do next as he watched Jay and You, asking about their days.

"oh right, Sunghoon you must be wondering. Actually he was my adopted brother. We had him when I was pre-teen. But I understand most of you guys don't know about him because we like to gatekeeping him Haha well today all the members would know, don't worry—

He is half asian and europe also, that is why he has a unique style, from his head to toe isn't it cool haha. Punk style but you'll get used to it, I know ni-ki is gonna love him—

Okay I talk too much, so M/n mind if I borrow your room for a few days? For Sunghoon? All the guest rooms are full, can he stay with you" Jay state, after the small talk. Meanwhile, M/n agree to his brother request, not that he was a creep, it because of the situation, also who wouldn't? It was the Park Sunghoon.

"Sure, hyung can sleep in my room. I'm all good"

"Thanks bud, now Sunghoon? You can settle in here— oh right... Sunghoon?" Jay called, Sunghoon catches himself zooming out to your appearance, it not everyday to see someone looking good in such style, black from head to toes. Seeing such reactions makes you chuckle, as Sunghoon snapped out, ashamed with a blushing red face before getting inside to load away his stuff.

"Right, Right I hope you don't mind me M/n"

"I should say that, hehe since you're the guest, just asked me don't be shy, I'll do it"

"Thank you ha" seeing the two of you getting along well, Jay's warm smile appears as he leaves the room, and gone downstairs.

-///-

In the rest of the evening all the boys and family, get to know you better, as you introduce yourself as Jay's adopted little brother. Jay was right when he said You'd be ni-ki favorite, because once he saw you, he imma befriended you. Exchange the number, ask about your Style, and talk for hours about stuff ni-ki wanted to know. While the other member was also surprised when they realized that Jay was keeping you well in the basement for the whole time and none of them knew about it. It can also be reasonable because of that gorgeous handsome face you got there, that catches every member's attention.

Jake would ask you to chat with him in English as he wanted to learn how to talk in British too, and so is Heeseung. Your accent makes their knee weaken with that soft tone of yours.

Jungwon would also be talking to you too, asking this or that and often joking about your brother why he is a comedian in the group. Sunoo would compliment your skin tone, the skin you got on your face stunned him in a way that he can't help, but to ask what's your skin care routine.

But for Sunghoon, He just laughed and giggled along, when the members asked or talked to you. He was so shy and afraid to make conversation with, and he had nothing to talk about. He was devastated to get to know you well just like the other but then it clicks when he learns that he'll spend every night sleeping on the same bed with you.

Yet that's fine. On the first night, you asked him if he wanted to sleep on the bed alone, if he was a light sleeper you can move to the couch but Sunghoon insisted, both of them should be on the bed. He was the guest anyway he didn't want to burden anybody.

And so on, Sunghoon got a more private chance than others when it comes to talking, especially at night when it's just the two of you. Most of the time, all night he would ask this and that, and do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend, about your life and personal thing which you happily respond to. Sunghoon was your bias of course, you would tell him everything, admire his million dollar face while you talk so, people would fight for him.

As the days passed on about a week. It's time for all the 7 members to go back to Korea. You help them pack their stuff, and so do your parents and Jay. The past few days, they are spending time with you by talking, going out, shopping and the Disney land date, it was such a good snapshot in time to get to know them all better. Before they leave you give each of them a promising and memories gift to remember this precious time together, the boys happily satisfied accepted and their heart melting to the gesture. You were so sweet.

However, for Sunghoon it was different. Even though it's just a simple gift he clearly enjoys more than the rest, and he promised he will cherish this gift for a long time.

"Thank you m/n letting me stay in your room, you're so... Cool and nice, sweet, like Jay. Here, I have my PC card haha I know it's not much but I hope you like it" gasp, you feel like you're about to ascend up to heaven as Sunghoon gives you back a gift, a rare PC card that you wised to have.

"oh my GOSH thank you hyung, I love it so much thank you woah it's sighed? I'm going to be crazy!!"

Laughing. Everyone finds the moment cute and adorable as you express yourself as a fan. Soon the time will come, you wave goodbye to the seven guys as you watch them disappear in the plane.

"Good luck hyung!! See you sometime later"

"yess" they all said in unison, enter the aircraft with a warming heart. On the way, Sunghoon can't help but to say it out loud.

"I like him, Jay"

"ehhh"

"No Sunghoon hyung, I like him first he was my buddy!" Ni-ki argue.

"ey ey ey he was my British guy before all of you guys, he was my first" Jake burst in playfully.

"but I do really like him, in a way"

"...."

"well— what "

[forbidding-souda]

if you haven't already, could you do mondo, kazuichi and hajime with a goth girlfriend who's very feminine? tyty <3

Mondo Oowada, Kazuichi Souda, and Hajime Hinata with a very feminine goth girlfriend

I looked through my masterlists bc i thought already wrote one and that i wrote hella goth fics but appareantly it's only 2 so I'm tweaking. here you go anon ily here.

might be repetitive but who caresss

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Sorry if it's underwhelming, I didn't realize how short it was until I read it over this morning. Highkey was high when I wrote the small scenario parts and the bold text. [next day, afternoon edit: wtf was i talking about this shit long ash LMFAO]

-Mod Souda

Mondo Oowada

❤ Perfect. Perfect for his aesthetic. Perfect for the atmosphere his home presents and you're such a perfect doll to great him at the gate of Hope's Peak every day. People are only surprised to know you two are together because of the fact that he pulled such a baddie. He'll wrap an arm around his shoulder and tell anybody who makes a comment to fuck off. He can pull. Duh. He's got you. But it's hard for anybody to take him seriously when he'll melt at the sound of your laugh.

"If you get your fucking," he wipes his cheek, "lipstick on me one more time." "You're going to what?" He stares down at his hand, the black lipstick smeared on the back of it from his touch. His cheek is stained. It's going to look ridiculous (but not as much as post-smear). His eyes hold a glare that's more intense than if you had just cursed at him. "Nothin'." Once again, he wipes his cheek, smearing it more. "Don't do that shit again." You in fact do that shit again.

❤ Don't get your makeup on him. It ruins his masculinity. His gang makes fun of him when he rides with black lipstick on his face, forehead to chin.

❤ On the back of a motorcycle in all black with heeled shoes brrr brrr.

❤ Yeah but tuck those necklaces in.

❤ And omg he's going to steal some of your hairspray sorry but he will. Whether you mind it or not. He's going to do it.

❤ + your over-the-top makeup yesss the both of you attract so many stares.

❤ I imagine people would want to take pictures of you two. He'd fucking hate it but you're like yes of course!!!!

❤ He tries to avoid main cities anyway as much as he can anyway.

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Kazuichi Souda

❤ Worships you like it's nobodies business. You look just like a dream. The prettiest girl he's ever seen. From the cover of a magazine. Literally that fr. He's that obsessed with you. He's the type to carry you over a sewer grate so you don't get your heels stuck in it. He helps you tie your corsets and he'll buckle your boots for you. He'll kiss your neck whenever you're leaned over the bathroom counter doing your makeup. His intimacy is acts of service, but only for you. He'd do anything for you.

"Kazuichi?" You call from your bedroom. In the early morning, he's in the living room watching TV. At the sound of your call, your tone mildly concerned, he stands without hesitation. But you weren't in danger or anything. You were just having a hard time buckling your bra. Once he opened the door, you glance over. "Do it for me." It was more of a command than a request. "W-Woah there," he laughs nervously, taking a few steps at a time. "Sure, yeah. Sure thing." With no sign of the internal fluster, he hides the urge he gets to just stare at your half-covered chest like it were glowing. He steps behind you, focusing his eyes on your shoulder blades before strapping on the second hook of your bra. You had only managed to get one in. "There you go, gorgeous." You hum, a small smile on your face. "Thank you." Looking over your shoulder at him, you see his composure and how it changed drastically while you weren't looking. His cheeks were pink and his eyebrows were furrowed with distress. "Yeah," he says breathlessly, finally getting a look at your chest. "Anytime."

❤ Lord knows he just wants to gobble you whole like om nom nom.

❤ Yes he does the cooking yes he does the cleaning.

❤ He's your malewife.

❤ It makes sense to me somehow that he would be with somebody who's hyper-feminine. It's a good match.

❤ I'm in between the thought that he'd either make goth girlfriend jokes or hate them. I feel like he'd hate seeing memes about it bc it makes him feel like they're about you specifically. Bc you're HIS girlfriend. HIS.

❤ Shows you off.

❤ You'd probably be taller than him in some of your shoes.

❤ You'd get along with his classmates hella.

❤ And he'll give you the cutest pet names. Enchantress, spider, might call you evil as a tease.

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Hajime Hinata

❤ You're both each other's scary dog privileges. With his glare and your outward appearance, it makes you two completely unapproachable. Hangouts in the dark of night have never been safer. You don't have to be scared of shit. He's here, and you're here. Fair's fair. There's not a person in the world that would want to bother you, and the fear of annoying you breaks any onlookers confidence. Plus, you're gorgeous, and it's threatening.

"Press this button to jump." He handed you the controller, and now he's practically leaning over you as he places his hands over your own. "I got it Hajime." "Just making sure." When you try and hone in on the button, your nail gets in the way. You smile to yourself before outstretching your finger to place the pad of your finger on it, your fingerprints practically sticking to it as you press down hard. But your nail had reached the button ahead of it, grazing down, lifting a bit upwards. Your face scrunches up at the sensation. "Uhh, are you alright?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowed but smiling with adoration. "I'm good," you chuckle. "Beauty is pain."

❤ I see him as not gaf or being overly appreciative of the fact that you're goth. It's just your style. Nothing to get handsy over.

❤ He does like uniqueness tho and ofc you're the embodiment of that.

❤ Fucking hates when tourists want to take a picture though because they'll exclude him. I imagine tourists are the people that would walk up to you, locals not so much.

❤ Literally those memes of goth girlfriend with plain gamer boy.

❤ He can work an all-black wardrobe though.

❤ He looks a bit alternative just naturally. So replace those white button-ups with a black one and bam. You'll match.

[ewitsren]

hi! can you maybe do reactions when the reader sees them getting into a physical fight with someone and gets scared (maybe from ptsd?) with ran, rin, sanzu, & hanma please? thanks :) also love your writing you’re so talented!

their s/o getting scared seeing them fight ft #ran, #rin, #sanzu, #hanma

pairings: haitani ran x reader, haitani rin x reader, haruchiyo sanzu x reader, hanma shuji x reader

cw/tws ⚠️: fighting, mention of blood, swearing, abusive parents, bullying, drug usage

requested: yes

barrista's note ☕: OMG I HAVENT BEEN ACTIVE FOR SOOO LONG i hope u see this and enjoy it darling 😭😭 i can barely keep my eyes open so i'm leaving hanma for later :(

#ran

ran had taken you out on a date in one of the clubs haitani brothers owned in roppongi cause you felt like dancing. and it was fun, until the leader of another gang tried to lay his hands on you. ran had dragged the guy out into an alley and both of them weren't their prettiest version to look at. you couldn't stand the sound of two men hitting each other, sight of the blood spilling on the floor gave you a sharp headache; reminded you of how your father used to hit your older brother.

"ran..." you couldn't even find the strength to call out his name so you sat down on the floor, wrapping your arms around your knees as you cried. ran, recognizing the sound of you sniffling even while he's fighting, handed the guy over to his men before kneeling next to you.

"darling i'm so sorry, okay?" you felt his hands running through your hair. "i try so hard not to get into a fight when you're around but that bitch was hella outta line." his other hand drew circles on your back as you shifted your head from your arms to look at him. he gave you a little smile and cupped your face before kissing every inch.

"let's get you home, 'right baby?"

#rin

it was a regular day, rin was checking documents for business in his office and you were reading your book laying on the couch, but not after some guy you didn't recognize barged into the office and attacked rin.

"y/n, get out, go to ran's office."

all you could think about as rin yelled was the sight of your 10 year old self cornered by bullies and getting beaten until you passed out. you tried to breathe but you choked, collapsing on the floor as you tried to get to the door. tears started streaming down your face as if the scars all over your body still hurt like they were made yesterday.

rin sweared and dragged the passed out guy to the corridor before shutting the door and kneeling in front of you.

"honey, look at me."

all you could do was to sob as he pulled you to himself, leaning your head on his chest and stroking your back.

"y/n, it's okay baby, i'm sorry 'right?" he kissed your forehead. "you're always safe with me, no one can hurt you."

rin tied your hair with your hairclip on his wrist before you tilted your head to look at him, his hand lingered on your nape, slowly stroking it to calm you down.

"look at my babyyy!" he pouted. "your eyes are swollen and your nose is red. let's go home and i'll take care of you, 'kay?"

#sanzu

it was an ordinary night for you and sanzu, him getting high on drugs in the back of the club as you sat on his lap and kept yourself busy with whatever you had in hand. sadly, your routine was disrupted when the rival gang members busted the place. before you could get a grasp on what's happening sanzu was there beating the shit out of some guy, swearing and talking about how he couldn't have a second of peace in this shithole.

suddenly all you could hear was your childhood friend crying for help as the older kids ganged up on him and beat him up as you sat there helpless, knowing you were too weak to interfere.

"haru, stop!" you were sobbing while sanzu kept beating up the wrecked up guy.

"huh? why ya cryin', doll?" sanzu threw the guy on the floor and made his way to you. he wrapped his arms around your body as he stroked your hair.

"shhh, stop crying; yeah? 's okay now darlin'. let's take you home, i'll make you forget about all this shit, yeah?" sanzu kissed your lips and picked you up.

"nothing bad's gon' happen when 'm with ya."

@ewitsren 's work, do not translate/repost on other apps and platforms

[mandiemegatron]

ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜʟᴇꜱꜱ

Trafalgar Law x Y/N ficlet

Fluff, general care, hella smooching, slightly toasty 👀, hand massage, Law being a softie✨️💖

A/N: Something I thought up after seeing @kittycatzuka post here, it gave me the feels and this is what my brain thought up.

I hope you all enjoy! ✨️💖

Also, I just spent like an hour beta-ing it so if you see any mistakes, no you don't. 😎 okay love you my lil tangerines! ✨️💖

Header by @baka-tsuki / @baka-tsuki-2 💖

It was supposed to be a quiet night for the captain. All the man wanted to do was finish his paperwork, read some Sora and pass out into a restless sleep.

Since Y/N showed up, it never seemed to work out the way Law wanted. Every night, she'd knock on his office door to say goodnight, no matter the amount of times he tried to tell her she didn't have to, that she could just simply go to bed and he'd see her in the morning for breakfast. It never deterred her, her smiling face always popping in through the cracked door with a small wave.

This night was different.

Law glanced over at the clock on his desk, frowning to himself as he realized you were late, not showing up around the time you usually did. He then paused, curiously irritated at realizing the fact that he was worried, immediately thinking the worst had happened you.

He let his pen drop to the desk as his other hand ran through his hair, his eyes closing as he took a deep breath. God, he was exhausted.

There was a soft thunk as ceramic hit his desk, his eyes snapping open to see you placing a fresh cup of tea right above his incomplete paperwork.

"Y/N-ya."

You cracked a tired smile of your own before hiding a yawn behind your now free hand, lifting your mug in a silent cheers to him as you sat in the chair opposite his desk.

"Saw your light was on, thought maybe you could use a little something," your voice was soft as you spoke, unable to hide how tired you were from his prying eyes.

"While I appreciate it, you should be in bed already. We have a big day tomorrow," he replied, gently picking up the hot mug with a sigh through his nose. Yeah, he definitely needed this.

"So should you, dear Captain."

He huffed gently, staring you down before taking a long sip.

"I'm not done my job for the day."

You cracked a grin at the sight of him complaining, his distaste for the job showing itself very clearly.

"I can give you a hand, if that'll help?"

He hummed in disagreement into the mug, taking another sip before replying,

"You'd only make it take longer."

While there was teasing in his tone, you couldn't hide the way your grin slowly slid from your lips, your eyes glancing down at the mug in your hands. He kicked himself as a pain clutched around his chest, hating that he made you look that way.

"... I appreciate the offer, Y/N, thank you. Your company helps more than enough."

Your eyes flickered back to his at his words, your cheeks tinting pink as you murmured,

"... glad to help."

It was only for a moment but it felt like ages, the way his eyes bored into yours. It was like you were a puzzle he was trying to slove and couldn't, his frustration showing in his gaze. Your heart jumped into your throat, your mind screaming at him to just kiss you, to say something, to tell you everything you wanted him to say-

The moment broke as he went back to his scribbling, one hand around his mug while the other scratched away. You made yourself more comfortable in the large chair, your eyes wandering his face, not knowing he could feel your very hungry gaze on him.

Pride washed over him, his ego flaring as a smirk ticked up his lips. He did have a feeling you liked him, but this moment here proved to him that he was right.

"See something you like, Y/N?"

There was a heavy silence as your eyes widened, unsure of how to respond so you remained quiet, simply watching him for any signs of a joking manner.

You were incredibly confused when you could only sense a serious air around him.

It took a moment to gather courage but you did finally respond, looking down at your mug for a moment before glancing back to him as you commented lightly,

"Surely it's obvious that I do."

The air was so thick it could have been sliced with a butterknife. You both stared at each other for what felt like ages before you looked away first, unable to handle the heat of his gaze on you like this.

"... good to know."

His response caused you to grin, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you bit back a happy sound, not wanting to feed his already giant ego. A more comfortable silence covered you both as he went back to his work, now motivated to finish it quicker than before.

You'd drank your entire tea by the time he finally finished. You'd been slouched lazily in the chair, glancing around his office with mildly bored eyes, having already taken everything in to the point you could name off each book and it's order on the shelf. He yawned loudly, rubbing his face with both hands before standing, placing his completed work off to the side before coming around his desk to stand by you, leaning on it for support.

"You should get some rest," you started, giving a yawn of your own and going to move before you noticed him massaging his hand. You looked up at him, his exhausted expression filling your chest with a ache you didn't enjoy.

You had to do something.

Placing the empty mug beside him, you then reached out and gently took his writing hand into your own warm palms, you began massaging his own, your thumbs pressing down to the point where he grunted softly.

"Yeah, I know it sucks but this is what happens when you don't take proper breaks," you murmured, focusing on doing your best not to look up at him, your cheeks burning so hot that you began to worry you gave yourself a fever.

A particularly illicit groan left your Captain when you pressed at one point, your eyes finally flicking up at him for just a moment and you couldn't help but smile at seeing his relaxed expression. His eyes were shut, his chest rising and falling as he took slow, deep breaths.

Your heart clenched - you wished he looked like this more, so quiet and tender -

Your thoughts stopped as you looked back to his hand, your thumbs working down to his wrist and forearm, not noticing him leaning closer to you to give you better reach.

It took only a few minutes, letting his arm gently drop to his side as you held your hands palm up out for his other one.

"Other hand, please!"

He was silent the entire time, lifting his hand to you as you did the same thing, starting at his palm before going to his long fingers, showing them love and stretching them before moving down to his wrist and forearm.

You were so focused that you didn't noticed his free hand coming catch your chin, his long fingers lifting your face gently. Your eyes met and your stomach churned, knowing your face was still bright red as he looked over your face. Your fingers had stopped, clamped gently around his forearm.

You couldn't place the look he was giving you, trying to convince yourself that he was not giving you bedroom eyes - the man was exhausted, for fucks sake! But you couldn't help how your body warmed at his touch, wanting so desperately to lean into his touch.

The sudden fear of rejection hit you like a ton of bricks. You must have made a face because his thumb brushed over your bottom lip, almost as if trying to comfort you.

"You look worried," he breathed out, his breath so warm and so close that it danced across your face. Your eyes were locked in an intense gaze, his dark and craving; yours wide and needy in your own right. Warmth pooled in your lower region as his eyes looked down at your lips for a moment, the air suddenly heavy once again as his gaze met yours again.

"I... I am worried," you finally whispered, eyes never leaving his. He moved closer again, so slowly that it felt like he was teasing you.

"Why?"

Not a question, a demand.

"... because I'm scared that you'll kiss me and I'll get attached."

A slow, wicked grin came over his features when you finally spoke.

"As if you're not already attached."

His words felt like a punch to your gut, causing you to gasp out softly before his lips consumed yours, both your eyes falling shut as he took what he wanted. It wasn't a soft kiss, but it wasn't demanding either. It held just enough emotion that you felt the anxiety of earlier wash off you like a wave, your shoulders unconsciously dropping though your hands remained on his arm.

When he finally pulled away, you were a mess. Your heart was pounding so loud in your ears, it felt like vertigo. Your eyes slowly reopened, confusion and hope written across your face like an open book as you stared at him. You were nearly breathless as you somehow got out,

"Um... Wow."

Law blinked a few times before he broke down, laughing so loud and hysterically that he pulled away from you, leaning over with his hands on his knees. You sat there blinking, feeling even more confused, wondering what the hell was going on. His laughter echoed in the room, and probably the entire sub but clearly he was gone, absolutely fucked up.

Just straight up bonkers.

When he finally calmed, one hand came up to wipe away the laughter tears as he leaned back up, a wide smile on his face as he took a moment to collect himself.

He finally looked down at you, your own almost nervous smile etched into your face as you waited for him to explain himself.

"You, Y/N-ya, are something else, you know? How you've flipped my life upside down."

The amount of sincerity in his voice immediately made you begin to tear up, you're heart leaping from your chest into your throat and stopping you from responding. You simply gave your own genuine smile in return, one hand quickly wiping away the few tears that slipped out.

A heavy hand landed on the top of your head, long fingers rustling your hair as Law gave another chuckle. Your smile remained as your swiped at his hand, his own grin turning cheeky as he lightly slapped your hand away.

There was a pause between you two, with him running a tired hand through his hair as you rubbed at your face, biting back a yawn. As he took in your exhausted form, he knew it was time for you both to hit the hay.

"You crazy brat. Go to bed," he started, moving his hands to grasp your own and pulling you out of the chair. He turned you and walked you to the door just a few feet away, opening it but holding you to him, his hands on your shoulders. You noted they were shaking slightly through hazy thoughts as his warm chest hit your back.

"I'll see you at breakfast. Save me a seat?"

His breath brushed over your ear, causing your skin to erupt in goosebumps. He didn't give you enough time to respond, giving you a quick shove out the door before closing it behind you.

You stared at the wall of the Tang, blinking a few times before your mouth finally started working again.

"What the actual fuck just happened?"

A/N: HEHEHEE we love a sly, flirty Law 🙈🙈🙈🙈 I'm gunna smooch him so hard, idk abt you guys 😂😂🥵🥵🙈🙈 I hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I did !

Smooch smooch, be good my lil tangerines! 🍊💋

[thatdeadaquarius]

after scrolling through your posts i felt complelled to send an ask (i wonder why)

This kinda? relates to all the languages posts you've been making (was giggling and kicking my feet while reading them, and got inspired) but because I only speak English, I wanted to put a twist on it.

Creator who has audio processing issues and doesn't realise that Teyvat DOES actually speak the same language as them for a good while.

Because as a person with very good hearing, i sure don't fucking understand what people are saying most of the time, especially in big crowds. (its like listening to the sims sometimes man, i'm fighting for my life trying to understand😭)

So imagine a Creator getting dropped into Teyvat and getting found by a group of hunters or treasure horders, who instantly start panicking and talking all at once because 'omg our god is here' and all that.

And the Creator is still confused and diorientated, so all they're hearing is ✨words✨and they just assume that no one in Teyvat will understand them.

And then when they arrive in one of the nations and get to meet the vision bearers for the first time, the Creator makes a thirsty comment about one of them (probably would be Diluc in my case) and the entire crowd just goes SILENT.

So silent that the Creator can perfectlly understand what that vision bearer said in response.

Anyway, i love your blog :) not sure when you're going to get this, time zones are funny, but I hope you like it

Giggling and kicking?? Over my stuff??? 🥺🥺🥺💘💘💘 You sneaky little charmer ✨️

ALSO

AUDIO PROCESSING DISORDER ASK!!!!?????!!!!

:D

IM IN THE MIDDLE OF TRYING TO GET ADHD DIAGNOSIS AND GOT AN APD TEST NOT TOO LONG AGO BC THOUGHT I HAD IT!!

FRIENDO!! THIS IS INCREDIBLE!!! ✨️✨️✨️🌸🌸🌸

Have a cookie!! 🤲🍪 tysm for the ask im very very happy to see it!! :D!!

(subliminalmessagingyouwillgoclicktheaskbuttonandsendmeanasksubliminalmessaging)

AHFJDLLAHFAAJSK!! LOSING IT OVER THIS!!

(Me from the future editing: Sorry i wrote an entire sloppy written scenario over this its diluc focused, jfc sorry and i hope u get smth outta it 💀)

Oh good lord you being some kind of Creator god after getting sucked into the goddmn video game world is absolute HELL for your APD

Aint nobody tellin u nothing bc i can totally see that scenario happening bc everyone is like blabbering at you constantly, they all wanna get close to you to talk so its just [insert that general cafe crowd noises here]

Like u wish u had lofi to go with it bc u sure as hell cant get a word in edgewise

I know i keep writing abt Mondstadt, mostly bc first city -> intro to game -> therefore you land there

But i promise ill branch out guys but i got an excuse this time u mentioned Diluc 🔥

Honestly bc u probably arent trying to talk back to them (which they dont rlly know why? Bc they totally have heard ur voice while u were in ur world, when they were ur vessels)

They kinda assumed either A. You lost your voice B. You're overwhelmed, ppl r getting WAY too close to you, back off Npcs C. Or you don't speak THEIR language

So ofc Mondstadt brings you into the city and their planning a big ol festival, u came right in time for Windblume anyway, and by the time your done shaking hands and just waving and smiling (bc what else can u do u cant hear these fuckers, maybe u caught a "the" or a "hello" but you could've definitely been imagining it)

And finally you are free of the general crowd, but most of the Vision bearers (Allogenes) who were ur vessels wanna stick around, so u all end up in Angel's Share somehow

It's hella packed, and it's a bar.

So yeah u still can't hear shit, and now it just sounds like one of those fantasy medieval bar audios ambience videos

Ur just kinda kicking ur feetsies on a bar stool while like,, 4 or 5 differrent special character dishes are sitting in front of you

Diluc's behind the bar, and has been so sweetly attentive to you all evening, no matter how many tipsy patrons come up yelling for refills or drinks (or at least thats what u assume, bc u kinda end up just,, jumping and hitching ur shoulders up and trying to be lowkey about covering ur ears...)

He always comes and refills ur glass when it gets to even half-full, swiping away plates that have gone cold, and if you still want smth off of it, he's so perceptive no language needed bc he just sees your face and starts heating up the plate again with his vision with his hand :)

He's actually been the best thruout all this bc he already isn't super talkative, so ur pretty sure you've only seen his mouth open a few times, but otherwise u just communicated with him via actions/expressions

So ur chilling, well sorta, ur starting to kinda get overstimulated by the day and now this loud ass bar, and the fact that ur convinced no one speaks English here...

But hey!

Diluc's cool, u got food, and maybe u can charade to him u wanna find somewhere to retire to now for the night,,

You try and do that but he's pretty busy running around still,

"Damn, at least I get to see his ass though."

.

..

...

Diluc freezes.

You freeze.

Jean, Lisa, Venti, Amber, Kaeya, Rosaria freezes.

The whole bar goes silent.

Their god of gods finally spoke.

Oh they can understand you alright. (Also u were looking right at Diluc when you said it so, kinda obvious who u mean, somebody points to you behind Diluc)

Diluc just kinda,, sputters, like jerkily turns around and everything like a fried robot

"I- ahem- I- um- y-your Grace- I-"

Poor guy.

He doesn't even know what to say 🤷‍♂️

He has been progressively getting closer and closer to his hair color, his cheeks, his neck, his ears its a full white boy flush he cant escape its so obvious (should he say thank you? How do u even begin to thank a god for complimenting ur ass??!!)

He's caught between facing you and turning around and ducking back into the kitchen and never coming out again (unless it's just you two)

...Was it always this hot in here? Or did Diluc do this to you? 😵‍💫

(Well at least it's a lot quieter now)

You take the next logical step in this situation, and gently let your head thud into the bar.

...

It's a tie between Venti and Kaeya who busts out laughing first.

CHRIST ALMIGHTY IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG I HOPE TUMBLR MAKES IT "READ MORE" BC I CANT FIND THAT OPTION ON MOBILE

IF U KNOW WHERE THAT BUTTON IS PLS LET A BITCH KNO 😭😩

UPDATE I FIGURED IT OUT FUCK YEAH

Cheers,

🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

[femmmie]

Slipping

A belated Anthony's birthday fic... yes I have been listening to Linkin Park again lately, can you tell x) Anthony is unsure about his role at Smosh and is angsting and emoing about it.

read on AO3

words: 832

Anthony lies on his bed, listening to screamo. Wallowing in eternal overthinking, plotting and extrapolating. It always ends the same.

He wishes he could just take a nap and take a break from the world. Does that make him a bad friend? Doesn't Ian deserve more? He's always deserved more. But Anthony doesn't know of he can give it.

Finding his place at Smosh again was a journey. It's not the same. And he understands. But as the seasons are changing, Anthony feels his energy levels dip. His insecurities rise.

Is he even a real actor? Next to someone like Amanda or Chanse he's nothing. Is he even funny? People only have to look at Shayne and they're in hysterics. Only after making a fool of himself will people laugh at Anthony.

So what's left? What can he do at his company that he founded, but has so outgrown him? He can't even be bothered to give all his time to it, he has a second child - Pressalike - now. Stretched too thin. 

And then there's his personal life. Thanks to Brandon's scathing roast he's now trying out different hobbies, letting out his creativity without the product having to be good. It's about the process. That freedom actually allowed him to make beautiful things. But he's been scared of what he's painting lately. He doesn't even remember doing it, through the heavy haze of intoxication.

He feels like he is slipping. 

He hears his door. There's Ian.

"Happy birthday!"

Ian places what looks like an old radio on Anthony's side table.

"What's that?" Anthony asks, not moving from under his blanket.

"You'll have to come and see."

Alright. Only Ian can get him out of his slump. Anthony turns off the music and crawls out of bed. He is a bit embarrassed because he really needs a shower. But as he gets closer to the present, he realizes what it is.

"Whoa, Ian, those are so expensive!"

"Don't worry about it," Ian says, head tilted and eyebrows raised. "I think you will know what to do with this."

"Can I try it now?"

"It's yours, go ahead."

Anthony pushes the 'on' button and configures the instrument. Then, he moves his hands gracefully around it, not touching it. An eerie sound, much like you'd hear in an Alien movie, makes its way through Anthony's bedroom. Ian sits down next to him.

"That's hella awesome."

"Do you wanna try?"

"Yehess!" Ian tries it. Anthony watches him, leaning into him a bit on the bed. It's comforting.

"You have such small hands, Ian. No! It's cute! Don't look at me like that," he giggles. Ian is scowling, making the Theremin sound distorted. "Here, let me help you."

Anthony guides Ian's hands along the instrument, moving only ever so slightly. "There, isn't that so amazing?"

"Yeah..." Ian looks at him from up-close and Anthony is shocked - although he shouldn't be, he's known Ian forever - that his best friend's eyes are SO intensely colored.

"Thank you, buddy," Anthony tells him. "This means so much. First we were painting together, now we can form a band!"

"Just like old times, huh." Ian looks down again, luckily because that stare made Anthony's heart race.

"Yeah, just like old times..."

Anthony falls on his back onto the bed. "I'm sorry Ian, I've been a bad co-owner lately. I've kind of been letting you steer the ship entirely, while we'd said that I would put in an equal amount."

Ian lies down next to him. "I totally understand, Anthony. We have to find a new equilibrium, we will. And I've been flying solo for a long time, I can handle it. Just talking to you about it is already such a help."

"You really mean that? I thought I was weighing you down..."

Ian looks at Anthony again. For one of the first times, it is Anthony that looks away, though.

"You could never let me down, Anth. And of course this isn't the only thing I brought..."

Ian sits up again and takes a box out of his pocket. It's cigars.

"Fancy a smoke?"

"Uhhh YEAH," Anthony jumps up enthusiastically.

Ian hesitates, but then he says, "You smell really good, did you know that?"

"Really? I thought I needed a shower!"

"No, you don't, it's..." Ian inhales deeply. "I guess it smells like... just like you. Like Anthony."

"So I'm always stinky?"

"Shut up! I'm trying to give you a compliment."

They laugh.

It is the best gift Ian could have given Anthony. Not the Theremin. But the reassurance that Anthony is okay, that he can take some more time to figure it all out. A weight seems to fall off of his shoulders. And as he looks at Ian, the grown version of his best friend. A final form, so to speak. He is mesmerizing. The sunlight falls exactly into his eyes and it's like they are on fire.

"What are you staring at?"

"Nothing, let's get to the balcony."

[krisseratops]

Okay, I got challenged, so here's the most cursed I could come up with on the spot; what are the sexiest colors for saliva and what are the least sexy ones. Have fun. Heck, you can even make a tier list. (Look, you're me Vanom mutual. It leans itself toward a certain brand of inspirations)

Lmao thats a good one! I read the first sentence, immediately pictured Venom with his classic green slobber, mentally shifting it through the colour wheel before reading the rest and being hit like a ton of bricks by that callout 😭. Me? Predictable? Neverrrrr...

Okay, so! Sexy saliva colours! Lets seeeee (disclaimer: you are asking an aspec monsterfucker what I think is sexy, the results probs wont be very generalizable lol (...I remembered what site I'm on, so maybe it is generalizable after all...)):

Alright, I would say that sexy looking saliva should have some fun, funky colour. Something unusual, a little shocking. Which is most colours in this case really, but maybe like a bright blue or green or purple or red. Or hot pink. OR multicoloured! That kinda thing should make people go "Damn! 👀👀". Or black. Black is hot too. Black drool feels really otherwordly, almost symbiote-like, so yeah, lets go with that.

As for least sexy ones... that would be those with less savoury connotations. Like yellow, brown, any greenish yellow. Orange is kinda meh. Maybe red here too depending what school of colour theory you subscribe to (and how sexy you think blood is).

However, what will make saliva real sexy is if its glowing. Everything gets sexier when its glowing, trust me. Im talking neon, glow in the dark, looking like you just chewed a bunch of glowsticks. Now thats the stuff! 👌👌 Hella funky. Its not really colour, but I felt the need to include it in the sexy saliva rant. An honorary mention, if you will.

Aight, this turned rather long but I hope it sated you curiosity!

TLDR: Sexy colours: funky ones. Primary colours and bi colours (of course). And black. Also glowing neon colours! Less sexy colours: yellow and brown.

[the-way-astray]

HEY so I skim read your new Keefe hate post and I have some thoughts I'd like to share (all good ones!!)

As someone who also wrote a very long essay about [a] fictional character(s) while citing the page number and book word by word, you freaking ACED it. I'm always gonna be impressed when people take the time to cite your source and give a in depth explanation about it

You're lowkey not too wrong about Keefe infantilizing Sophie. For something silly and stupid, like "Iggy ate my mallowmelt!! >:( Now im mad!!" yeah I bet Sophie would seem cute lol. But for when she's genuinely angry and pissed?? Maybe lay off a little bit dude 😭 Like cmon she can murder you with her mind- There are moments where he does talk about how powerful she is though, throughout the series, but tbh as much as he does that he probably inhantilize her too *shrug* I need to reread the series, but you are making some sense.

I need Keefe getting mad and someone asking him if he's on his period LMAOOOO

Anyways as someone who loves Keefe you're making valid points. He has his flaws, and sometimes he isn't the best person. In summary

Never post that on pinterest. Those crazy Keefe loving, Fitz hating, Sokeefe shipping 11 year olds will MURDER YOU. I will respect your opinion, but they sure don't.

(your opinion is valid and you have facts *clap and approving nod* you have my respect.)

the post in question

okay, first of all, i need this essay immediately. i literally do not care what it's about but words! lots of words! about kotlc! need.

ooh, thank you so much! i mentioned this in the post itself, but this is a rework. the quotes were originally in one post (copy-pasted from another post) and the explanation was in a reblog, which was hella annoying, so i condensed them. i suppose it does make much more sense now. and my explanation is based in the fact that i don't think people were understanding why this isn't a good thing to be saying, period, when i posted it for the first time. even without context.

yeah, keefe displays a consistent attitude of "sophie is so adorable and small and cute and ditzy and soft". seriously, if you don't believe me, read his perspective in unlocked (or don't, because i'm going to do it for you in my part two keefe rant). it's why i don't buy his accepting sophie as a leader in stellarlune (done in a very, very tell-not-show way, may i add), unless he went through some serious development in unraveled. i may have to dedicate a whole post to that topic . . . anyway, yeah, him calling her powerful and talented feels very, very, very tell-not-show, and when you look at his internal thoughts in unlocked, it portrays her very differently. i'm not a fan of the way he sees her, truly. it feels very dumbed down and uwu-ified. no quotes from unlocked have been put into the post, so i'll have to update it later, but if i included unlocked quotes, this post would be like sixteen times its length. but yeah, you should reread the series before you come to a serious opinion. i'm obviously incredibly biased.

GOODBYE I WAS CITING THAT POST BECAUSE IT GAVE OFF THE EXACT ENERGY I FEEL KEEFE GIVES OFF . . . I DON'T EVEN THINK ELVES HAVE PERIODS (please nobody bring back that cursed discussion again, please, i beg) BUT YOU'RE SO CORRECT. SOMEONE WRITE A HUMAN AU WHERE THIS HAPPENS IMMEDIATELY

yay, a level-headed keefe lover, i love you guys. lol . . . i don't plan to go on pinterest anytime soon, or ever (and i also don't even think pinterest's format even allows for a long post like this . . . ). honestly the thought would have never even crossed my mind, because keepblr is my one true love and i'd never cheat on her. but now that you mention it, it might be funny . . .

[comingdownwithme]

Hello!! You, your (amazing) artwork and your headcannons have single-handedly gotten me back into the Creepypasta fandom, I cannot describe the reaction I had to seeing your artwork but everything you draw just feels so good to look at? I’m not explaining this very well, but your art style is so pleasing to my eyes, there’s just something about the shading, the lines and the way you capture emotions/expressions it’s just; chef’s kiss (I had a question I promise lol)

What made you draw Toby and Jeff as a ship/what are some past/future headcannons that you have for them? Or just in general if you want to use this as an excuse to ramble about them go for it, anything you say about them I will listen!

Secondly, what is your general headcannon for the rest of the Creepypasta’s? Also it might be because I’ve been out of the loop for a few years but I didn’t really realise there were ex-proxies now, if it’s something you’ve come up with for your story that is insanely cool to read about (anything involving the like, political(?) state of the proxies is fascinating to me).

This has gone on longer than I thought it would, many apologies! I hope you’re having a good day!

I'm?? So honored that my art and headcanons have influenced you?? Skjdjd IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY ART AND MY CONTENT, REALLY MEANS A LOT TO ME AND ADDS A FEW MORE YEARS TO MY LIFE SPAN LMAO

As for what got me to drawing Ticcijeff, honestly? It started out as simply drawing the two characters I liked when I was a kid back at the archaic era of 2015 Youtube interacting, then it kinda... it snowballed from there– 😭

They both make me happy individually, so I figured bringing them both together would give me twice the serotonin (which did tbh) alongside the parallels of them both being reborn through fire, and my growing interest in these two were only enabled further by the few good Ticcijeff fanfics on AO3 lmao

As for headcanons? I'm just gonna,,, link some posts abt my dynamics for them and their lore and background so far because if I wrote all my thoughts abt them here we'd be here all day. (though there's absolutely more to come)

About their Childhood friendship

Another post about their childhood friendship! (Featuring the two's dynamic, Jeff's intrusive thoughts, and some additional background info on Jeff)

About Jeff and Toby meeting years later

What happened following the previous post

As for general headcanons for the creepypastas? Their world is a little bit more fucked than our own. Strict rules are set by authorities, there's a tight curfew in place for the safety of people, and death and missing persons cases have become common enough in recent times that it's become a morbid part of normal life.

Unbeknownst to the lay person though, the killers and criminals roaming the night aren't the worst one could encounter. There are incomprehensible- even malevolent horrors that defy the rules of the universe, that cross the boundaries of logic and reason, and even the dead won't stay dead for long in this world. In a twisted universe plagued by death and unknown creatures, even the scum of humanity have to carve a place out for themselves and survive.

Soooo uh, yeah, that's a gist of it lmao, but I'm gonna dump some specific headcanons too for the creeps, especially for each characters like I did here for the girls and here for Jack and Ben eventually!

Also, as someone who's been out of the loop for years (I just joined the fandom officially this year, the only social media site I had back in 2015 was YouTube 😭) I HAD??? NO IDEA EX PROXIES WERE A THING WHICH IS HELLA INTERESTING

I'm definitely gonna write down and flesh out the proxies and their relationship with the Slenderman, but thaaatssss for another time 👉👉

[bellysoupset]

OKAY. Hi. Im finally free for long long enough to come chat.

I have so much stuff to say I literally went through your blog down to my ask where you said COME BACK HERE (lmaoo) and made a whole list in my notes app so that i don’t forget anything

(dw im gonna send a bunch of separate asks so that it doesn’t clog up your whole dash)

first of all, sounds like we have the same handwriting??? i was thinking oh mines closest to leo + bella and then i read the tags and we have the exact same traits?? wtf. so cool. also jon and luke having rich kid handwriting is so funny.

oohhh and bella??? 😳😳😳 like i KNOW (i think) she isn’t pregnant because you’ve said that’s not a plot you want to pursue rn. but alsoo what the hell. even if she isn’t, i can’t wait to read about her and luke talking about it.

(speaking of bell and luke talking, i’ve been LOVING the little snippets of them just hanging out and vibing) (bella crying for leo was so insanely sweet btw, she’s such a sweetheart) (also scary) (hot) (i’m getting off track)

loved the picking up the car fic so much!! jon and luke are soooo sibling coded it’s insane. also luke revving the car and zooming past them was so hot. and jonah’s “crush them”?? they’re BROTHERS!!!! i love reading stories of your characters just being idiots together <3

and bella going into that shop looking all sweet just to Destroy that old man was sooo funny. she’s so hot?? 🍄

okayy so 1. forgot to mention in the last ask : luke is so stupidly protective of bella lmfao. him being mad at leo for just Being There was so funny 2. jon being the baby of the group is one of my favourite things about him <3 he’s baby 🩷 3. the boxing class fic is soo cool. i love jonah and bella’s interactions!! need to see more of them together! they’re so perfectly bitchy with each other. also did i ask for something similar AGES ago or did i just think about it and forget to actually say anything? 4. jonah and leo’s reunion was soooo cute!!!i adore clingy jonah. (speaking of, i was re reading the fic where jonah gets sick at a medical convention with wendy and gets back home and is all bossy about cuddling leo, and it’s SO. CUTE.) and then finally leo getting sick was **chefs kiss** (ps. the supporting your partners forehead while they puke thing is so hot. who said that.) and jonah!! missing rubbing leo’s back as he throws up!! Sap. Peak simp behaviour fr. Didn’t realise there was competition to Luke for the Pathetic Simp title. 🍄

Hi there 🍄!!! How are you? Missing you loads, I hope life is treating you kindly, even if busy!

God, my handwriting is a mess, I was always the kid who showed up to class with one (1) singular black pen and no patience. Do you also do the Leo thing of saving up pages?

Bell definitely wasn't pregnant, but it was a fun time getting asks begging her not to be 😭😭 And yeah, she loves her little found family so much!! All of them, they're her home and she's a tough cookie, but she hates to see them hurting!

Luke is Golden Retriever coded in every sense of the word. Friendly and goofy and loud, but super protective.

I really do need to write more of the Bitchy Group, which in my head is Jon, Wen, Bell and now... Max. For clarification, Leo is hella bitchy but to me he's just the bitchy part of the trio that is Luke/Vin/Leo 🙈 Does this make any sense?

I'm looking forward to introducing Max to the group and what new units mind come up

Now. Men were made to do two things: simp and be queasy. As far as I was told 😎

[snugglesquiggle]

Do you like juzi or vuzi more

i'm gonna ramble hella hard about this, sorry, but that's the bargain you strike when you shoot an ask my way

but there's a fun story to my answer. you see, V/Uzi was actually my first interest, and in fact when i started kicking around the idea of writing Murder Drones fanfics, the first idea i seriously tried to work out was a V/Uzi fic

(for the curious, general shape of the idea was that Uzi encounters V first, railgun wipes her memory, fails to befriend her like she did with N and has to run away. Uzi then sneaks out again and again, exploiting the railgun-induced amnesia and errors to try and get through to V, leading to a kind of mutual rivalry as V tries to figure out why she keeps having gaps in her memory.

pretty sure it was going to escalate to Uzi hacking into V and potentially going dubious places. the working title for that fic was "Somnabulation". which means sleep-walking, so it would have been kind of ironic for Somnabulation to be the mind control fic and Hostile Takeover the one that spends half its wordcount in memory simulations)

but i'm rambling.

i never ultimately figured out how to make the V/Uzi fic come together into something i liked. and i didn't have that much motivation to do so, as there are good V/Uzi fics out there, like This World Couldn't See Us or Hold On Tight To This Time, This Place

but, as you'll quickly discover if you search the tag now, J/Uzi fics are a lot less numerous. i did like some of what i saw there, so i didn't have a full on "if i don't do this, nobody will" kind of motivation driving me

but then one day, out of the blue, a single thought occurred to me, an observation, comparison, an answer to the question of "what could a relationship between these two possibly be based on?"

and then the whole fic just crystallized around that thought.

(what was thought? i'll leave that as an exercise for the reader, or perhaps i'll save it for a minor reveal later on in Hostile Takeover. it's not very profound, but when it occurred to me i did have the distinct feeling that i'm not sure anyone had thought of the connection i just made.)

and i want to emphasize, when i say it crystallized, i mean it seriously came together, all at once. on October 31 last year, i jotted down the outline, initially as something to post in a discord brainstorming channel, but then i spent all evening writing more and more, and came out the other end with ten thousand words of notes and scene sketches

but anyway, all of that yapping is a long way to say

at the start i preferred V/Uzi (V was my favorite character, and J barely registered as anything but a joke to me), and i began writing Hostile Takeover essentially as a writing challenge or puzzle to prove something, or even just as a practice run for the fic i really wanted to write.

but i think my phrasing here gives the game away, doesn't it? i think very few people would write nearly 160k words in four months out of mere intellectual curiosity

so to finally, finally answer your question, my favorite is J/Uzi and by a long shot. the relationship absolutely grew on me as i wrote it. i'd genuinely go as far as to say my hot take is that it's actually easier to have J/Uzi make sense than V/Uzi, if you're being truly faithful to both characters. is this because J has less character to be faithful toward? shut up.

i think the biggest factor here is that in the course of writing HT, V stopped being my favorite character. i still find her a lot of fun when i'm reading her in other fics, but writing her has just brought a lot of her flaws to the forefront, and it's hard not to be increasingly frustrated with her character. (is this self-inflicted on my part for writing a plot where V causing problems is the central driver? maybe)

but yeah, i've found myself so much less interested in V/Uzi as time goes on. one of my mutuals has describe vuzi as something to the effect of the blander, safer alternative to juzi, and don't look at me i'm just misquoting him.

[lovebvni]

General Pick-A-Pile Tarot Reading: Your Shifting Journey!!( from 10.17.2021 )

**THIS TAROT READING IS INSPIRED BY THIS ONE, I WILL BE ANSWERING THE SAME QUESTIONS BUT THIS ONE IS ALMOST UPDATED - PLEASE CHECK OUT THIS LINK **

Hey loves! This is my first pick a pile and I'm hoping its pretty accurate!

Remember, this is general, thousands of people could be reading this so take all of this with a grain of salt.

This reading will be referring to 5 'questions' *some are statements*

You can pick multiple piles, but don't take what you don't think applies to you.

Now please, take a deep breath in....

Now Out...

Please, Pick a hand/ring.

[1, 2, 3]

Pile 1!!

What should I know about this pile, Spirit?

Cards: 4 of Swords, King of Cups, Ace of Cups, and Justice. *I got an extra card*

Pile 1, are you guys dreamers? That's what I'm getting from 4 of swords. You also need time with yourself, are you overwhelmed or stressed about something? Are you giving your all to someone/something else? I feel like you need justice on something you did, something good. You haven't got it yet, have you? I fell like you've probably mini-shifted.

Where is Pile 1 on their shifting journey, Spirit?

Cards: The Emperor Reversed, The Moon, Queen of Swords Reversed.

How long have you guys been trying to shift in a row?? Damn you need a break - You need a break and you feel alone maybe? The song Your Power by Billie Eilish came to mind, are you or someone else taking someone or something for granted? God I'm getting HELLA mixed messages from the Moon Card here. There's something bigger hiding from you I suppose? This part was the most confusing and probably the least accurate. . .

What can Pile 1 do to move forward on this journey, Spirit?

Cards: 10 of Swords reversed, 6 of Pentacles reversed, The Chariot, Page of Wands.

God, Spirit sure does love giving you extra cards today. The Chariot is saying you're already moving forward quickly, with page of wands, its because you're looking more to the spiritual and not the physical like money (pentacles). Fuck yeah!! Regeneration and happiness from 10 of swords, almost like a backstabbing pain is leaving you finally. Letting go of someone backstabbing you in the past is REALLY going to help you move on!

What does Pile 1 need to hear in this moment, Spirit?

Important note: I saw Page of Wands again while shuffling but it didn't fall out the dack so I'm not using it, but some of you guys may need to know that.

Cards: 2 of Wands, Ace of Pentacles reversed, 7 of Swords reversed.

A decision, AGH AND I GOT A LEG TINGLE - You're ACTUALLY going to have to make a decision soon, with that a new beginning may be coming and turning over a new leaf, do you guys play animal crossing???

Spirit, What does someone from this reality want to say to Pile 1?

Cards *Person 1*: The Chariot, 3 of Wands, Queen of Pentacles.

Parent figure/someone you look up to. They're telling you you can rule the world if you keep going, carry through with plans and and smile on you way through this corn maze, the exit is around the corner.

Cards *Person 2*: 7 of Pentacles, The World, 8 of Swords Reversed.

This is someone who can give you anything you ever wanted through money, also a family member, they can almost give you the world and take away your pains. They don't want you give up and they're really proud of you! You've come so far!!

Pile 2!!

Welcome pile 2!

What should I know about pile 2, Spirit?

Cards: 8 of Cups, Knight of Cups, 10 of Cups reversed.

OMG I LOVE YOUR GUY'S ENERGY, YOU GIVE EVERYTHIING U HAVE TO EVERYONE! You're kind hearted and just want to give everyone a hug!! You're probably a major softie on the inside but not so much on the outside, you remind me of myself in some ways lol!

Where is pile 2 on their shifting journey, Spirit?

Cards: The Star reversed, 5 of Wands, 7 of Cups reversed.

Wow, this is all over the place, of y'all are pretty far, others are just starting?? What? Someof you guys are about a week away others are about 6 months away at most. Not bad, Not bad.

What can Pile 2 do to move forward on their shifting journey, Spirit?

Cards: King off wands, King of Swords, Knight of Pentacles.

Power. You have the power to shift. You guys are so so SO fucking powerful!! Realize that and it will become easier! I promise

Spirit, does anyone from their dr want to say something to pile 2?

Cards: The Hermit, 2 of Pentacles, The Sun, Queen of cups.

Shy feminine energy, a sibling maybe? They want to tell you to try to use awake methods. It may help you!

Pile 3

hi pile 3!! 

What should I know about Pile 3, Spirit?

Cards : 8 of Swords, King of Swords reversed, 10 of Cups, The Empress.

BRO WHY IS THE SONG - UGH ITS A PART OF A SONG ' some mistakes are made, that's alright that's okay', it’s from moral of the story by ashe (?) But you guys are like two different people *DID, BPD, or just a different person depending on who you're talking to/ where you are. I feel bad for you guys bc that's hard ;c You guys also may have ADD or ADHD bc I kept spacing out during this reading.

Where is Pile 3 on their shifting journey, Spirit?

Cards: 10 of Pentacles, The Hermit, 6 of Wands

WOW! Because of focusing on the spiritual, you guys are moving quickly to your goal of shifting! I applaud you! You guys are isolating yourself from things that may hurt you, thank you! This pile inspires me, DONT GIVE UP I KNOW UR ALMOST THERE!!

What does Pile 3 need to do to move forward, Spirit?

Cards: The Hierophant, Page of Wands reversed, Wheel of Fortune reversed.

Actually try guys, stop being lazy dammit. Stop just being like trying to shift, then wake up in your cr 'oh i guess the universe doesn't want me to shift'. My friend who's shifting for Hitoshi and Denki told me to have high hopes and low expectations. Basically meaning be ready to expect things to go wrong but don't be disappointed.

What does Pile 3 need to hear right now, Spirit?

Cards: Strength, The Hanged Man, The Wheel of Fortune reversed.

This is Spirit talking. "Hey! I want you to know you have the strength power and energy to FINALLY do this! It'll be so fun and you're going to feel HELLA powerful!! I love you and get ready!"

So cute, really, but that's the message, they also said Wheel of Fortune was going to upright but I'm uncomfortable rn so it came out reversed.

Spirit, What does someone from this reality have to say to Pile 3?

Cards: The Lovers, The Star, The Sun, 9 of Wands, Judgement.

DEFINATELY UR S/O, Also getting hunter x hunter vibes. They're saying you're going to get everything you want and more, so be happy! I love you! Try listening to the song Halley's Comet maybe? Such cute energy btw I feel like the number 5 may be significant also!

[kolour-me-kourt]

Chapter Four:Emotional Rollercoaster

It was the day before YN would be going to NYC to see Melo play against the Knicks. She was super excited cause it had been a while since she's been in New York. She had already packed because she knew she had a long day today and wouldn't have enough energy to do it once she got home. When she got in she had all intentions on calling Melo because today she got a dm from his girl. But Asia's words were sticking with her LBG was strategic so YN had to be smart about this.

She pulled into her parking spot and then went and checked her mailbox. Going straight into her home she sees a box that looks like it's for textbooks which made her curious cause she hadn't ordered anything. She gets to her table sitting down and opening the box it had a Manila folder that had a label on the front that read "Confidential" wtf is this shit she pulls out the stack of papers and at the very top she finally saw what it was. Melo had sent her

A non-disclosure agreement aka NDA. She instantly became upset because why would he do this out of the blue she of course FaceTimed him cause she knows he's already in New York.

"Yooooo" "um wtf is this" she flipped the camera "just a little nda nothing major" she squinted her eyes trying to find something to say she flipped the camera back to her face. "What are you doing" " I was just on Twitter scrolling through.... what are you doing?" "You didn't think to tell me that you were sending me a NDA? You just sent it in the mail expecting me to sign it and shut up?" "Sign it or don't like I said it's not a big deal" He was quickly becoming annoyed with her aggression "so why send it?" "JJ just trying to protect me I know you well enough to know even if this goes to hell you wouldn't say no shit to ruin my career or my image so like I said sign it or dont" " well I don't want too" " well don't YN" she pouts he smiled

"what's the problem now" "why you didn't give me a heads up that JJ knew" "he my manger he knows a lot I didn't think it would matter" "I don't pay you to think" She jokes to put herself in a better mood but it really doesn't work "when you going to the airport" YN shrugs "I don't know.... I might come I might go I don't know" she smiles quoting Drake "I know you not that mad" "I'm just playing Nigga I'm gonna go in like two hours" "meaning you should get here when" "my flight supposed to leave at 2 so I should be there around 4 ish" "oh okay you gotta stop by here to get your key I checked in since I knew you were gonna come in hella early" she smiled "thank you that was sweet.... You just wanna see me?" "Mhmmm but you already knew that" 

"should I bring my NDA" "YN stop playing damn!" "I'm just askingggg.... Should I sign it daddy would that make you feel better" "oh I see what this is" he smirked "Hm? What is it?" "You want me to fuck yo shit up as soon as you get here you like when I talk to you crazy" "not true" "show me your pussy right now and if you not wet I'll believe you" YN rolled her eyes "should I bring it or nah?" "Show me.... Right now" she stands up pulling her bottoms down and then her panties. She sits back in her chair grabbing her phone spreading her legs and showing him. "Stick your fingers inside" he sounded hoarse just from watching her she licked two of her fingers and then slowly inserted them in herself the noises gave her away she clearly was soaking. "Yeah that's what I thought" she stops and props the phone back up sucking her fingers.

"maybe I was already wet" "nah only I get you like that" "how you know" "cause I know .... You telling me I'm not" "I get myself pretty wet" "😒 you just make sure you on that plane" "or what?" "Trust me you wanna see me" "oooou cause why?" "I'm just saying you wanna get on that plane and come see daddy" she bit her lip

"all this bs through me off I had something to tell you" "what happened?" "I woke up to a dm this morning" he looked at her concerned "okay from who?" YN shared her screen going to her dms  and to Melos surprise he found his girlfriend deep in his side chicks dms .... Asking for a one on one session saying Melo can just watch or she can watch them have sex or a threesome with all of them. Melo laughed "I need to know how many people she's done this with" he sounded so annoyed but tried to hide it with laughter and jokes YN rolled her eyes

"so y'all out here have threesomes with random people?" "We haven't had a threesome since I been fucking you and she ain't been fuckin nobody else I promise" YN rolled her eyes "whatever still seems fishy" "is that something you would do though?" "The minute she sees us fucking she would know we been fuckin you know my body too well ....." he bit his lip "I'm saying if we never would've .... Fucked would you do a threesome with us?" "No I'm not into sharing dick right in my face" He laughed "oh okay that makes sense" "you don't seem sure"

"Ijs my girl really like to eat pussy" "better than you?" "She wouldn't eat yours better than me cause I'm addicted to that taste" he was getting turned on by the mere thought of YN being pleased. YN watched him get turned on which made her turned on slightly too. "Yeah and I only want you tasting it" "I wanna be the only one tasting it" "lameloooo" YN whined wanting to change the subject "go there with me for a second ..... me you and another girl.... Both of us pleasing you and you just laying there receiving it all... sounds good?" "With you explaining it ... the way you're looking at me but... expectation vs reality is a real thing" "mmm you right" "like always" YN rubbed down her body slowly and took a deep breath "That really turned you on?" she nods her head "yeah it really did well let me go get myself together I'll see you in four hours sir" "mhmm bye lil mama" "byeeee"

                   * in nyc at Melos room*

"We been doing this for like six months now .... And you Never told me what's your biggest fantasy" they were laying in bed as Melo tried to pry into her deepest dirtiest thoughts

"I'm not into all that ...." "You gotta have one .... Fucking outside? Being watched what is it" "you like to be watched?" YN instantly became intrigued "I like the idea somebody could be watching that's how I perform anyway" "that's your ego" "maybe ... so tell me one you have" she bit her lip. "I haven't tried it but I'm curious to try...." "Alright tell me" "I like the idea of .... Getting caught? Like while having sex somebody walks in or having sex somewhere I shouldn't be having sex and people hear me" Melo just stared at her making her nervous

"what?" She pouted he smiled "you was sitting on that like it was some wild shit" she rolled her eyes "regardless it's some shit I can't do with you so" "why not?" "You not mineeeeeeee" "I am though" "ahhht ahht don't do that" she laughed "okay we in New York I am yours so what?" She smiled "you right you right" "are you coming to New Orleans and Dallas?" "No I gotta get back to the office tomorrow but I think the next game I can go to is Boston" "ooooh okay" "what?" "You just never told me no out of all this time" " I have meetings and potential clients I can't run around the country with you as much as I would love too" she kissed his cheek "make it up to me then" "mmmm no"she laughs he kisses her anyway climbing on top of her.

"Why'd you wanna talk fantasies?" She moans as his fingers slowly enter her. "Just to see where your head was... after last night" "should I respond to her?" His finger curled upwards "unless you want her to eat your pussy it's kinda pointless" YN just moaned which made him pull away while still staring in her eyes. "You want her to eat your pussy?" He looks her up and down "No why you asking" "cause you ain't respond earlier" "you want her to eat my pussy?" "It'll be nice to watch" he kissed her lips again being honest making her moan louder.

"Would you be mad if I let her do it and you weren't around" "trust me she want me around for that" "idk you assuming she lie to you all the time" he pulled away sensing her mood change "does she?" "I meannnn she lied to you twice that we know of when we all went out with Lorenzo" "we ain't do shit with that nigga you was out with that nigga" "regardless you know what I'm talking about...., tf?" "don't even say that Nigga name to me" "he ain't do shit to you.... Fuck is you acting like that for" "he wanted you he probably still want you and he touched you that's enough"

"it's crazy how you get so possessive over me like you don't have a whole bitch" "it's crazy how you get possessive over me like you didn't know I had a whole bitch" "oh wowww" "I'm just saying you mad at her calling her a liar for what?" "Ight ima head out since you wanna be simple I called her a liar cause she be lying! Tf?" "nah stop running talk to me you catching feelings?" "And if I was?" He sighed "that mean you are" "you wish" "nah I actually don't it make shit harder on me!" "what happened to this basically being another relationship for you... or was that just cute to say?" He licked his lips

"nah I meant that" "okay so if I have feelings they valid right?" "YN why we gotta do this right now it's been a couple days since I seen you and it's about to be longer after this night you stressing for what" "who tf stressing!!" "yo chill out" "who tf you talking to?!" "YN We the only two in here" he said calmly she rolled her eyes "ight" "so what?" "nothing at all I'm not doing this with you... I don't have feelings but I see me going down that path and I'm not even playing with you...." "When I said you basically another relationship it's because I like you alot ... I can chill with you and be completely open... but I wasn't talking about making you a second girlfriend or nothing like that" "yeah I get it" "so what's the problem right now"

"from the nda to your girl.... My mood is just fucked up im not even feeling like we YN and Lamelo I feel like I'm not who I usually am around you I'm too emotional maybe it's cause I've been running around busy maybe it's because it's so early in the morning and I'm fresh off a plane idk but Uh yeah" "maybe it's cause you have feelings" "I don't though" "well what's gonna make you feel better in this situation? You want some dick? You want some food? You wanna sleep? All of the above?" She smiled for the first time in ten minutes not saying anything he knew he had her

"what do you want?" She said softly "I wanna eat" "then we can get food" "that's not what I'm trying to eat" "I fell right into that one huh" "yeah you really did" "so now what?" "I follow your lead you tell me" she bit her lip thinking then she took her shorts off and she walked closer to him "well first. ...... I would like to apologize for being so mouthy.... You told me about that" she gets on her knees "secondly? You gon Use your mouth for good?" She licked her lips nodding her head "uh huh" slowly she pulled his pants down watching his dick spring to life. "You realize this not always gon be an apology" she slowly leaked spit onto his dick getting it wet and then licking her lips. "Why not?" He gathers her hair as her lips go around his tip.

"Cause" she puts more of him in her mouth as she begins to stroke and work her tongue in her mouth. "Fuck" he groaned staring at her watching he every move she spits and then pulls away slowly "cause fuck? I don't get it" she smirked taking her shirt and off and then placing her mouth back on him quickly taking him deeply until she gagged.

He holds her head there thrusting his hips mostly to teach her a lesson "It's not gon always be apology if what you're doing keeps getting worse" she lightly taps his thighs so he lets go of his grip on her head and she slowly pulls off taking a sharp inhale she starts to stroke him again that simple transaction of power made her want him so bad.

"anything I've done has been a basic reaction" she takes her bra off he leans down kissing her forehead "come on" he helps her up and then guided her to the bed he realized he wouldn't get what he want fully by her giving her head it was time to get into some action "how you want me?" She asked softly "Ass in the air"she gets on the bed arching her back and sticking her ass up in the air spreading her legs a little bit. She noticed he took a step back striping himself. She took the liberty of inserting two fingers inside of her while she was waiting.

Suddenly she felt him grab her hands as he started licking her center she shivered. "Mmmmmm this is new you do it so well" she moaned he groaned into her folds. "You like me holding your arms like this?" "yesss" "yeah I knew you would freaky ass" she moaned loudly not being able to move  fully while his tongue and lips pleased her center just turned her on more She started to move her hips up and down against his lips and tongue until she came. He continued to lick her and then He kissed her body standing up. Tracing her entrance with his dick

"you want me?" She pushed her hips back "you know I want you daddy" "beg for me" "mmm daddy please?" She moaned into the sheets "please what?" "Ahhhh Please fuck me" "look at me" YN turns around and Melo slides in watching her face. "Ughhhh" "what you say when Daddy give you what you want?" "Thank youuuu"

"yeah stop playing with me" "mmmmm how am I playing?" He grabs her hair roughly as his other hand stays firmly on her hips. "You better not fuckin run" he smacks her ass as her body shakes "don't cum either" "ouuuuu fuck" she pouts her walls starts to constrict he lets go of her hair and almost immediately her stomach hit the bed while keeping her ass in the air.

"If you gon be lazy you don't deserve this dick" YN shook with pleasure "mmm im not being lazy" "why you laying down" "Lamelo stop teasing Me" he smacks her ass again "I swear I'll pull out" she gathers herself quickly pushing herself up "ughhh" he was deeper than ever she started to slide down again. "Fuck you so wet" "I'm gonna cummmm" "No you not" "Lamelo ... please" "no what happened to that energy from earlier .... If you all about reactions I'm reacting too don't you fuckin cum"  he said aggressively going deeper with each word making her cum all of his dick as she moaned sorry in the sheets he pulls out when she no longer feels his presence behind her she turns around.

"Lamelo please stop" "I told you not to cum" "I said I'm sorry" she pouts he pushes her back on the bed spreading her legs sliding back In deeply "you ain't mean that shit though" she gasped as he continued talking "see I was right" "I'm sorryyyyy" she looked into his eyes pleading his thumb goes to her clit rubbing her "wanna make it up to me" she nods her head "mmmmhmmm" keep looking me in my eyes and don't cum until I say that's the only way ima forgive you" "okayyyy" he smirked while  his thumb continued to play with her clit as he dove deeper and her legs never stopped shaking from earlier

"you gon cum?" She hesitates "noooo" he smiled "good girl" "but I want too" she bats her eyelashes "yeah I bet" he rolls his eyes "you're mad at me" she whined "no I'm not" "yes you are I'm sorry about talking about her I won't do it no more" he smiled "can we not have this conversation right now" "baby I jus—" she cuts herself off as he goes deeper "Hm what you saying?" "No—nothing" she moans softly "good" "you close" "yessss" "Look me in my eyes and cum for me don't stop looking at me" his thumb went into overdrive while his hips gave the same exact pace

"ooooooohhhhh fuckkkk😭😭😭 daddy pleaseeeee" "hmmm what you begging for now?" "Ughhhh I— I—don't know I dont mmmmmm" "you feel good?" "Yessss" "cum for me .." he groaned and she looked in his eyes deeply releasing all over his dick and Melo came too inside of her pulling out slowly he finally exhaled and laid down beside her.

She gets up going to use the bathroom and clean herself up and then she gets him washcloth and wipes his body down. "Thank you baby" "mhmmm" she takes it back to the bathroom so housekeeping can get it later. "Come here" his voice was deep she straddled him. "Yes?" "If you had feelings for me you would tell me?" "I don't know if I'm being honest I probably wouldn't" "why not?" "Because I don't wanna stop" "so is this your way of telling me you do" "no cause I don't right now I promise" she stared into his eyes it felt sincere "just tell me what's going on in your head instead of keeping it all to yourself" she kisses his lips softly he adds tongue

"only thing in my head right now is how I want more of you" was she tired? Yeah of this conversation "thought you wanted to sleep" "not no more" he lifts her hips sliding her down on to his dick and then spanking her ass. "You doing all the work then" she slowly start to move her hips up and down moaning softly. "Damn baby" he groaned when he felt her squeeze him as she moved up and down slowly "it feels good for you?"  He smiled "yeah don't stop" he wasn't lying but at the same time he low key wanted to test her to see how long she would last when she was in control. He could tell she was waiting for him to take over.

She grabs his hand placing them on her ass and then she puts her hands back on his chest bouncing slowly as it started to really feel good her head was thrown back moaning his name like she had never had dick before. He slaps her ass "mmmm harder" he lifted and eyebrow but did it again he felt her legs tremble "please?" She said softly he keeps one hand on his ass and other one rubs from her back to her Breast down to her clit making her almost fall over "please what?" He asked deeply she whined "harder?" He slaps her ass again while rubbing her clit when she got right to her breaking point he lifts her up thrusting up words making her lose it completely.

Something about her riding was just so damn intense for them both probably cause she doesn't do it often. "Please don't stop please I'm gonna cum pleaseee" she was a whining moaning mess he loved it. He hadn't got her to this point ever but it seemed like she might cry because it felt so good. All he wanted to do is hold on tight to her thrust his hips and groan while watching her lose her mind and let down the guard that she had up the whole morning.

Finally she released all over his dick he watched the cream paint his dick he didn't stop movements until he heard her say "okay ... okay" she shook whining he puts her back down resting on his hips and just as she gets comfortable he flips her over. "Mmm" she moaned because he was still inside her "I know you not tired?" She laughed "I am though" "you want me to stop?" "Nooo" "you feel so good right now" her nails dig into his back  "damn you gon make me miss you" "shhhhh don't say that" and it was in that moment shit started to click in his mind he pulls out standing up and looking down at her.

"Did I miss something? Or do something?" She asked completely confused "you have no intentions on coming to Boston this is your last time..." Melo said he sounded angry but he really was just disappointed "I never said that" "but that's how we fuckin.... So tell me the truth" "just come back over here" "tell me the truth" "I'm coming to Boston Melo I don't know what made you come to the conclusion that I wasn't but I am!" She got angry "oh..." she pouts "why would you say that? I would give you the benefit of telling you I was done when I'm done and right now I don't feel like being done so come back over here so you can finish... please?" She smiled he came back over yanking her lower half to the edge of the bed and going deep.

"You know I got trust issues" he looked deep in her eyes  "it's okay...."  Her eyes fluttered close "don't leave without telling me ... promise?" She had never really saw this side of him it was vulnerable side she was enjoying it. He rubbed her clit slowly making her gasp "promise me" "I promise" her legs wrapped around him tightly as he got closer and closer "cum with me?" He asks she nods her head too tired to say words he's too tired to make her say it.

"Mmmmm ahhh" she lets out a quiet moan when she feels him pulsing inside of her which makes her cum. "Fuck" he said softly pulling out cumming in the sheets she shook when she no longer felt him Inside of her. He looked down at her "wow .... You so damn beautiful" he kisses down her body attaching his lips to her clit. "Ahhhhh" her hand pushed his head slightly he just brings her closer. "Mmmmmmmmm" why did he think she would ever just leave him alone ... that doesn't even make sense. When he had enough he came back up laying down and kissing her lips. She gave it five minutes before she started speaking again.

"So now that we're calmed down can I ask you something" he sighed "yeah" "you trust me enough to not out you or expose you you trust me enough to not make me sign a nda but you don't trust me enough to leave without saying bye?"

"Can we not have this conversation" "I guess" he glanced at her seeing her frustration "idk why.... I get it doesn't make sense but I don't understand it but yeah I feel like at some point you will just ghost me"  "okay and I promise to tell you ... if I'm gonna leave" "thank you" "mhmm" "so what's the moves" "I leave tonight so that's up to you mr." He laughed

"mmmm I think we should go to sleep and then order some food and watch movies" he pulls her closer rubbing her ass "you wasted money on a hotel I feel bad" "just the deposit it's fine... stay with me" "okay I'm staying" she cuddled closer to him "you feel like moving yet" "depends on the reason?" She glances up

"I got you another gift but I don't feel like getting up" "mmm you can just tell me what it is if it's not big" "I don't wanna do that either cause .... It's gon sound bad let me get up" she laughed as he gathered all his strength to get up going to the closet he pulled out a box bringing it over to her. She smiled grabbing it. "It's heavy" he laughed "a little bit" she opens the box finally. "Awww Melo this is cute"

" it's supposed to be aromatherapy ... I know you like that shit so to make up for the other stuff I got you these it's a bigger box waiting for you at home but I figured you didn't wanna get on a plane with a big ole box" she laughed "you were right" she opens them smelling each one. "Wanna smell?" She asked lifting the first one he grabs it gently from her. "Oh that smells good better than I thought it would" she laughed "thank you" "you're welcome"

she closes the box back up and he takes it placing it on the table and come back and lays down. "Feels good to relax" YN says completely content. "Yeah we been going through it" he laughed slightly "it's just emotions .... Maybe we shouldn't care so much" "we past all that though" "yeah.... And I guess if I didn't like you I wouldn't fuck you" "and what's wrong with liking?" She smiles "nothing at all"

Whew Chile the deniallllll 🥱😂😂😂 anyway I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter

Next chapter is Boston ... and we know what happens in Boston

[spid3rpunksimp]

Hi! This is my first time requesting, you may ignore if you felt uncomfortable 🫶🏻

May I request a Black! Reader x Hobie please? The reader is actually Mile's older sister and also in a band (a hella good drummer if you don't mind👀) Tysm!

Alright I usually don’t want to do these cause I want everyone to be able to read my stuff no matter their differences but because it’s a Miles’s sister sorta thing I’ll do it

Hobie brown x fem! Black! Reader

Beat of the drums

You liked the drums. NO, you loved them. The way that you could hit them and let out all your anger on them without a care in the world made you feel like life is just a little bit easier. You often did it whenever Miles was gone. Being his older sister, you two did fight, but you loved him. You were only a year older than him, and you knew how hard he was trying to please your parents.

While you were caught up in your taughts you didn't even realize your phone buzzing quickly. The drums had your full attention. As you hit the drums in front of you harder and harder, pounding the bottom drum, you eventually heard a loud "Y/N" coming from the kitchen in the same voice of Mrs. Morales, your mom.

You quickly dropped the drum sticks and ran outside of your room to listen to her request, knowing shes probably been calling your name for the past 30 minutes. "Uhh-Yeah, sorry mom, what'd you need?" you said to her as she put her hands on her hips and looked at you. "Mija, do you know what time it is? You have your little concert thing in 45 minutes."

Your eyes popped open as you realized the times. "Oh sh-crap! Sorry mom, I gotta go." you said as you ran into your room grabbing your car keys and your phone, 10 calls from your band mate, and best friend, Kylie. You ran through the house out the door as you pressed the call back button, her voice erupting from the phone almost immediately. "Girl, where the fuck are you?" she said in what sounded like a panicked voice. "I'm sorry I got caught up in playing, I'm on my way."

As you pulled into the parking lot of where you were going to be playing you felt surprised that you weren't pulled over, you were 100% speeding the entire time. Looking at the time you realized you had 20 minutes to get ready, praying that they had already practiced without you.

"Look who finally decided to show up." you heard the familiar voice of your brother behind you. Wipping your head around you began to explain yourself. "Miles, I got caught up in playing don't ev-" immediately you stopped what you were saying as an older man was standing next to him. He was tall and skinny, however he seemed to be pretty strong. He had awesome large, gravity defying wicks that you could not miss. He was wearing a black vest with many different home made pins. He was wearing black ripped jeans and a band shirt. "Who's this?" you asked Miles with a questioning facial expression. "Oh. This is Hobie." he said as he smacked his back, giving him a smile.

"Nice to meet 'cha, luv." he said as he gave you a guy nod, looking you in the eyes. He had a very noticeable British accent, you just assumed he was a transfer student or his parents moved not too long ago. You felt your face get warm as you looked back at Miles and then back at Hobie,"Nice to meet you Hobie, I'm Y/N and I'm about to be late so sorry but I gatta go." you said as you turned and speed walk-ran over to the backstage doors.

Opening them you were met by groans of releaf as your band walked over to you. "Where have you been?!" one of your friends asked you as you walked past them and put your stuff down. "Traffic." you responded, the image of Hobie stuck in your mind."

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As you walked out of the backstage doors, you let out a sigh of relief and began to head over to your car, ready to go to bed. 'Should I get an Uber? I mean I am kinda tired. Nah, I'm good' you thought to yourself as you neared your car but began to hear the sound of someone jogging up to you. Turning around you pulled out your tazzer which you practically carried with you everywhere only to see Hobie hold his hands up and back away a little bit. Putting your tazzer down you gave him a tired smile,"Sorry, I thought you were some sorta creep." you said turning around and going to unlock your car and put your stuff inside. "Its 'ight, luv. Just came to say that was some bloody good drummin I heard ya doin" he said as he gave you a smirk. The heat of your cheeks coming back.

"Oh, thank you. I didn't do the best tonight cause of the rush to get here but I mean, it wasn't horrible." you said as you put your hand on one hip and leaned over to the side a bit, resting your body weight on one foot. "Do ya mind if I get ya number?" you heard him abruptly say in a kind tone. Your eyes went wide as you looked for any sense of joking in his expression. "You're joking right? What for, ya gonna ask me on a date or something?" you said in a joking tone as you felt your skin begin to burn. "Ma'be. Ya never know." he said as he shrugged his shoulders and held out his phone, already opened and on the contact page.

You grabbed it and put in your number giving the phone back after you were done. "Thanks." he said as he gave his phone a toothy grin. "No problem." you said as you turned to get into your car, not being able to take this experience any longer.

As you sat into you car you felt your wrist get tugged on as Hobie pulled you back out and kissed you on the cheek. "Make sure ya get to bed, ight? Ya need tha rest." he said as he let go of you and stepped back allowing you to get into your car and drive away. You simply nodded at him in return before getting in thought.

Oh what were you going to tell Miles

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I'm so sorry if anything in this sounds offensive or racist or if it wasn't what you wanted. I am not personally black but I do have friends of color and I used how they and their parents act for this once again I'm so sorry.