#yeah... yeah that song is him ..... so so him UGHH

[ashwii]

Me brainrotting over my turtle sona when I should be make any other drawing ever 😔😔

Anyway here's some more Night's i never shared 😔 i love him ur honor 😔

[anonymouscheeses]

Even more and more of obvious shit I point out because I want an excuse to rant while not interacting with actual people in real life who also like this show because I'm masking 😍💜💜

BARELY STARTED AND BRO. YOU JUST LET HER DO THAT TO YOU, ME PERSONALLY-

HE'S PETTING KEE-KEE I LOVE HIM SMM

HER HOOVES. I LOVE IT. NOT LIKE THAT, IM JUST A FURRY-

*grabs pen*

ANGRY CHARLIE FOR THE WIN. I LOVE WHEN THE HAPPY CHARACTER GETS ANGSTY (Cough. Luz. Cough).

The people writing fanfics where she gets FURIOUS. Omg. That was something I read. I LOVE MY FELLOW FANFIC WRITERS BUT OH MY- YALL REALLY HAD CHARLIE M A D.

"Uh-"

I love his reaction lmao look at his goofy face.

HER BOW BECAME HORNS (my "redesign" is now 100% worse)

SAD VAGGIE. THE BOW. DROOPY.

Oh and the angel dust fellow back there 🤯

I LOVE ROSIE SO MUCH HUH

Tall.

No explanation needed. <3

PLEASE HELP???

CUTIE PATOOTIE. I LOVE HER SM UGGHHH

CHARLIE HATES OLD PEOPLE COMFIRMED YAY 😍😍💅💅

Hot

That's it.

IN SYNC. I LOVE THIS SONG AND THE ENTIRE SCENE. WHY IS IT RANKED SO LOW WITH SOME OF YALL?? Okay well-

I thought this song was gonna be a Charlie and Vaggie duet- tbh I still preferred that BUT I LOVE CARMILLA SO I KINDA DONT CARE.

BUT I WAS ROBBED OF AN ACTUAL FULL CHAGGIE DUET (REPRISE DOESNT COUNT) IF H*SKERDUST GETS A FULL ONE WHY CAN'T CHAGGIE? *SOB* uhh anyway-

Is that. Like. How she thinks actually 😰

I know there's been a lot of the lack of Vaggie's self-worth, which I wish was explored into more. I just think the Vaggie(3rd) episode just wasn't needed at all if it didn't even have an impact. Don't get me started on that episode, it was rushed, too early to have character arcs already, and overall not needed or even should have existed periodt.

I hope they explore it next season because GOD this woman needs TO LOVE HERSELF. OR ATLEAST CARE ABOUT HERSELF LIKE????

SWEET MAMA PLEASE. TAKE ME IN YOUR WINGS AAAAAAAAA

Charlie, sharing is caring <3

Out of all the people I thought Charlie would vent to I didn't think it would be ROSIE. It's a nice surprise tho I love her <3

bisexuality.

That's it.

HE'S DANCING. ALASTOR IS DANCING. THEY ARE SLAYING BESTIES. THE MAN IS DANCING. HELP.

Season 2 is going to be Charlie in her villain era and Alastor's reputation era 😍

I LOVE VAGGIE'S FACE. PRECIOUS BABY UGHH... THEN THE WINGS REPLACE THE BOW AND DROOP UGGHH I HOPE IN SEASON 2 WE SEE MORE OF HER WINGS. OR CUT HER HAIR SHORT SO WE CAN HAVE IT ALL THE TIME. Also so Husk and Vaggie can bond over both having wings. Sorry I love their potential friendship so much. AND LUCIFER AND VAGGIE TOO!! BOTH BEING FALLEN ANGELS OMG. UGH THE POTENTIAL OF VAGGIE'S RELATIONSHIPS WITH NOT JUST CHARLIE ARE SO GOOD AND I HAVE BEEN ROBBED OF SEEING HER AS AN ACTUALLY MORE FLESHED OUT CHARACTER. I AM SCREAMING AAAAAAAA.

I can't say how much I love them. It's too much. I cant- yay the teaser image before the show came out <3 they are so fucking adorable. UGH SOME1 END ME

Charlie loves the wings hehehe. Vaggie looks nervous about it. It's probably a reminder to her about when she used to be an exterminator. The healing from everything will take a long time but hopefully Charlie will be there for her the entire time. And vice versa

Ayo- 😰

CHARLIE. T H E PRECIOUS BABY.

Uh next one tomorrow cuz yeah 🤯

[chaostudee]

i love you i'm sorry part 2, charles leclerc + jude bellingham.

summary : charles releases his debut album and fans go crazy, y/n and jude are the main talk over social media, and yet charles is adamant to get his girl back. faceclaim : cindy kimberly a/n : since you all asked here is part 2 <33 tysm sm for all the love ily all smmm also here is part 1. part 3.

y/nusername

liked by judebellingham, kikagomez, oscarpiastri and 5,720,820 others.

user278 oh she's defo listening to i love you i'm sorry

username_211 plsss 😭😭

f1fan ngl her and jude are acc rly cute

user00 the most gorgeous omlll

judebellingham ❤️

y/nusername ❤️

anon ugh what a bitch

username_78 i'm so glad that she is happy :)

f1fan_16 when i tell you i sobbed when i heard this lyric like i'm sorry but you can't convince me that he is not still in love with her

liked by landonorris, f1lover, justaninchident and 56,189 others.

landonorris trust me he is

user728 LANDO PLSS OMG username66 not him outing charles like that i can't

user400 on repeat.

username_15 this song feels like a stab through the heart.

charlesleclerc life recently 🤍🫶🐶

liked by landonorris, georgerussell, lewishamilton and 2,829,667 others.

user11 stoppp this makes me so sad to see leo without his mum 😭😭

f1fan i rly hope that he's okay

username_ we love you charles <3

user516 stop charles is actually the nicest person ever he does not deserve this

f1lover_45 ik charles is okay because he has lando

landonorris damn right

user526 off topic but the fit is fire 🔥

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texts between jude and y/n

baby? jude

yeah? y/n

can i come with you to paris fashion week jude

what omg acc?! y/n

id love to come and support you sweetheart jude

stopp why are you so perfect 🤭💗 y/n

that's all you jude

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judebellingham angel face

》 omg waitt is jude coming to paris fashion week?!?!

》 wait they are acc so cute

》 charles is better

》 y/n is acc so pretty

y/nusername paris fashion week with @ miumiu

liked by judebellingham, pierregasly, kikagomez and 3,282,962 others.

user82 she is defo getting war flashbacks from being in paris rn

username672 serving face !!

f1fan ooooo body is tea

justanichident so jealous of her beauty 🫠

kikagomez gorgeous gorgeous girl

y/nusername mwah

miuiu love the fit 😉

user526 guys guys did u see jude cheering her on ughh so so cuteee

judebellingham that's my girl

liked by y/nusername, kylianmbappe, lewishamilton and 9,728,551 others.

y/nusername love u smm thank you for supporting me 💋

judebellingham love u sm babygirl

user991 jude bagged a baddie fr

username both serving cunt

user_18 ultimate bi panic

f1fan oml the fits are actual perfection

ln4_67 y/n we need the skincare routine !!

username_99 my fav couple 💗

charlesleclerc album is finally out hope you enjoy!!

liked by lewishamilton, landonorris, oscarpiastri and 13,629,829 others.

user777 i'm in a puddle of tears

username51 i'm acc not okay LIKE SOME WARNING OF HOW HEARTBREAKING THIS IS WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE

f1fan okay kinda team charles rn because tf

justaninchident imagine your ex making a whole album about you, crazy stuff.

user33 LEWIS'S VERSE OMG THIS MAN I DIED

landonorris so proud of you man and so happy that not only me but everyone can hear this incredible record you made 🫶

user00 aww supportive bsf lando we love to see it

username11 so so good

f1lover oh charles

liked by justaninchident, f1_67, user88 and 172,552 others.

user415 nope.

username11 i'm crying over this like it's my own breakup.

justaninchident my therapist has heard too much about this that she is acc fed up of me.

f1fan_333 best song on the album but the saddest

user00 omgg guys imagine if he went on tour and sang these songs

f1_5 y/n lost a good one

user44 we all know damn well that she would take him back in heartbeat

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texts between jude and y/n

why did you lie to me??? jude

i didn't exactly lie....i said i was meeting a friend y/n

A FRIEND AS IN YOUR EX WTF Y/N jude

i'm sorry i didn't think you'd y/n

well i sure as hell do mind jude

you know damn well he is still in love with you jude

yk what? jude

what? y/n

i think you are still in love with him too jude

jude baby what are you talking abou i love you y/n

bffr y/n jude

i acc can't with you rn jude

i knew that getting myself involved with you was a mistake everybody warned me saying that you'd go back to him, well ig they were right jude

but i love u y/n

well too bad jude

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judebellingham no caption.

liked by kylianmbappe, footballfan_67, user626 and 7,529,331 others.

user432 no y/n.....

footballfan_67 my goat 🐐

username55 he deserves better than y/n honestly and anyone who says otherwise is dumb asf

f1fan he's so real for the no caption

username_411 yesss no y/n finally she was such a bitch

user11 bro acc finally looks happy

f1lover wait do we all acc think they broke up??

y/nusername

liked by charlesleclerc, kikagomez, landonorris and 5,311,905 others.

user445 i'm so in love.

username67 serving face

f1fan i hope she's okay she looks a bit sad :,(

f1lover omggg charles in the likess

user900 my fav ever actually

username526 petition for y/n to become a victoria secret model 🪽🫧

y/nusername

》 omg

》 y/n defo cheated i don't believe this crap

》 it defo wasn't mutual literally jude is with another girl, he either cheated or y/n did

》 oh she is soooo going back to charles

y/nusername

liked by charlesleclerc, landonorris, carlossainz and 12,618,341 others.

user516 SHE'S BACKKK

username_67 omfgggg

f1fan ARE THEY BACK TOGETHER WHAT WHAT

justaninchident guess she finally realized that charles is just better

anon girl just broke up with jude and is now back with charles bffr omg like

user19 i need a moment BECAUSE WHAT

f1lover this is so y/n coded

user890 it girl before it girl now

username_56 i've never been happier 😫😫

user_53 guys guys hold up they could just be friends

anon shush let us dream

taglist⭑.ᐟ

@lottalove4evelyn

@sweetestgirlintown111

@mxryxmfooty

@hadidsworld

@llando4norris

@heavy-vettel

@nichmeddar

@seonghwaexile

@janeh22

@love2readd

@depressedriches

[l1v1ngd3dgrrl]

Tulpar crew: Least to most likely to have an Alternative (Goth) Partner. [HC's]

AN: No one asked for this, this is purely my thoughts alone. (And yes when i said all I mean ALL...Minus Polle duh.) Please behave yourselves I'm BEGGING you

CW(S): Slight UNINTENTIONAL fetishization of Goth women (it's brief and no it's not Jimmy's doing. It's a reference to a meme, it'll make sense when you read it.)

MDNI banner: cafekitsune

Curly [Least]

I can hear your gasps behind the screen (I'm sorry!)

He doesn't mean it maliciously! I feel like he wouldn't like..Actively seek out a goth BUT he would date (and or marry) one if the chance presents itself.

doesn't really get the fashion aspect, but does like some bands (I can see him liking some of The Cure)

Swansea

Have zero clue when this man was born, or when Mouthwashing takes place. All I know is he's old (not like super old but old y'know)

..I don't think he's ever met a goth? Maybe like once and they were someone younger than him.

Finds the more 'traditional' goth looks annoying in a sense. Whaddya mean you did all that for some fashion?

Another person I can see liking very few goth bands..maybe a song or two. He can't tell you the name of the songs or what bands it is, but if you put on a song that he likes he'll kind of bop his head to it.

Daisuke

Honestly It's hard to pin point his type, based on in game dialogue he likes hot women (who doesn't) and since ones definition of hot varies who knows what he's into.

now me personally... I see him as a straight man BUT for the sake of this list he plays for all teams m'kay?

Similar to Curly I don't think he actively seeks out Goths, but if you two get along and you happen to be goth then yeah.

Would be the type to post "Need me a big tiddy goth gf" as a JOKE, he's joking i swear guys pLEASE. (you cannot tell me that he wouldn't have some stupid shitpost account on instagram or something.)

If it upset you he's taking it down and apologizing over and over and over.

If you think it's funny it becomes a joke between you two.

He canonically likes thrifting so he'd be down to help you find new pieces for your wardrobe (we love a supportive man)

Jimmy

Hear me out-

He does kind of view you as like an accessory, or like a trophy. if you don't dress 'goth' all the time he will view you as fake and not 'goth enough.'

HOWEVER, I do see him having some base knowledge about Alternative subcultures. (I saw a headcannon from curly-my-beloved and that's what made me think about putting him here)

During his high school years he probably considered himself Punk or something. Maybe had one Goth gf that dumped him in a really really messy breakup.

Unironically He would be the fucker to see someone wearing a band shirt and go "name 3 songs" or give you a pop quiz about the band, and call you a poser or fake fan.

I can see him liking some Type o negative, but he strikes me as a metal guy. Metallica/ Rob Zombie maybe? (Every man I've had the misfortune of crossing paths with who was obsessed with either have been the most insufferable dickheads to walk this earth. don't get me started ughh.)

Anya

Firm believer that Anya is one of those goths who doesn't dress goth at all, but her entire playlist says otherwise.

Once in a blue moon she'll get all gothed up but with how busy she is with work and med school she doesn't have time for it.

I can totally see her being the most likely to have a goth partner.

You two share music recommendations often, and sometimes you get into squabbles about what band is considered goth or not. (with love of course)

she KNOWSS her subculture history. Ask her any question about the subculture and she's gonna give you a whole presentation on it.

[ballroamblitz]

caramel pie | J.P

summary: james smells caramel pie on the amortentia potion

james potter x fem!reader

word count: 3.750 content: teeth rotting fluff, angst warnings: crying, reader blushes notes: one thing about me is i love me some amortentia fic with a side of james fluff ughh also i listened to glue song by beabadoobee while writing this :) p.s i accidentally posted this on my side acc so if anyone wanna be mutuals my main blog is @beastofbrden :)

- Someone please, kindly remind me why I decided that continuing Herbology after the O.W.Ls was a good idea? - Y/N huffed out, sitting at the Gryffindor table for lunch.

The four boys sitting around her laughed. 

- Learned a lot today, uh? - Sirius asked, ironically. 

- Oh yeah, loads! We had to feed toad flesh to those terrible toad-eating plants. For some reason, mine just didn't feel like eating it without regurgitating it all back on me! 

The boys went hysterics, and even the girl couldn't help but laugh along. 

- There's still a little piece there - James pointed. - Here, let me take it out for you.

He took out a small chunk of toad flesh off her hair. 

- Well, may I remind you, Y/N, that no one told you to keep up with Herbology. We all dipped from it while we could and no one else has pieces of toad on our hair - Sirius noted, clearly getting a good laugh out of the girl's toad disaster.

- I just didn't want to hurt Sprout's feelings! 

She sighed and brushed her hair with her fingers, only then looking at the food in front of her.

- Merlin, I'm starving! Could eat anything right now.

- Even toad? - Remus joked, sending the group on another laughing crisis.

By the time of dessert, Y/N started scanning the table for something. Clearly not finding it, her panic started showing. 

- Oh no. Where's the caramel pie? 

- They didn't serve any today - James replied, needing all the strength on his body to stay deadpanned. The other three boys were deep in conversation, and him being the one sitting closer to Y/N (as always) only he noticed the girl's agitation. 

- What??? What do you mean they didn't serve any? In the six years I've been here they never not served it and I can't believe they chose today to…

- I'm just joking - James pulled a plate that was hidden behind the steak pudding, smiling playfully at the girl - Saved it for ya.

- James! I would go mad if they stopped serving this pie, y'know! - she let out a relieved breath. 

- Nah, don't worry. They will keep serving it, or I would fight the elfs for ya. 

- One day I’ll hide your figgy pudding, then we’ll see.

- You wouldn’t dare, missy.

James watched with a soft look on his eyes as the girl took the first bite of her favorite dessert.

- Thank you for saving me a piece, Jamie - she leaned her head on his shoulder for a moment to show gratitude. When she got closer, he smelled the vanilla scent of her hair and the caramel pie on her lips.

After lunch, the five went straight to Slughorn's classroom. 

- Good evening, dears, good evening! Now if you could get up and get closer, I want to show you something!

The whole class shifted near the table Slughorn was sitting behind. 

- Here, we have a very special potion. - He pointed towards a bubbling caldron full of a crystal clear liquid - Very tricky to make, very characteristic and perhaps one of the most dangerous we can brew. Can anyone tell me it's name?

Y/N's hand rose in the air.

- Yes, ms. Y/L/N. 

- It's Amortentia, or simply the love potion. Since true love can't really be produced by any sort of magic, it causes more of a crush or an obsession. 

- Correct. Ten points to Gryffindor! - Slughorn smiled.

- Nerd - James whispered,  messing up Y/N’s hair.

- Sod off, Potter.

- You see, one of the most intriguing things about Amortentia is its scent. Everyone smells something different, because its scent is completely dependent on what each person feels personally attracted to. Now, who wants to come forward and tell me what it smells like? 

No one volunteered. No wonder, since it's a very particular thing to simply say in front of a whole classroom.

- No one? I'll pick someone then. Let me think... - Slughorn scanned the faces around. - Ah! Mr. Potter, you will do. 

James was caught by surprise. He had been distracted by the warmth radiating off Y/N, that was almost resting her head on his chest. 

- Me? - he asked and pointed towards himself.

- Of course you! Is there any other Mr. Potter?

The whole class laughed as James stepped closer, his signature boyish grin splashed on his face. 

- Now Mr. Potter, lean in and smell the potion.

James ran his hands through his hair and did as told. One single sniff and his smile fell off his face completely. The scent was unmistakable: vanilla and caramel pie. Vanilla body cream, caramel pie for dessert, everyday. He had the urge to see if Y/N wasn't standing next to him, but he knew she hadn't moved from across the table. He knew he had to lie. If he said what it smelled like to him, everyone would know it was Y/N's smell.  

- So, Mr. Potter. Whenever you are ready to share. 

He looked at where Y/N was. She was looking at him, just as well as everyone else. She looked relaxed, the potion's glow making her look specially pretty, angel-like. Think of something, fast. Something not at all related to what you are really smelling, something like...

- It’s wood and broomstick polisher.

- Very well then Mr. Potter. Looks like you've got a thing for Quidditch, uh?

The class laughed, and everyone looked convinced. James Potter, Quidditch captain, smelling broomstick polisher and wood? Fitting. James high-fived himself for his quick thinking, and let out a relieved sight. Now, no one would go around thinking the wrong things. 

Later that night, in the common room, however, the potions class was almost burning a hole through James' head. Slughorn said Amortentia smelled of what attracted each person the most.  Attraction was romantic, sexual attraction. But Slughorn had been pretty vague, hadn't he? He could've meant attraction in any context. It could mean anything. It could mean platonic love, right? If Slughorn didn't think much of James smelling Quidditch, it probably meant it could smell of anything the person liked a lot, right? But it was a love potion. That caused passion. And Slughorn said he had a thing for Quidditch. A thing. But he didn't have a thing for Y/N! He loved her, of course. Everyone knew she was his best friend, they did everything together and she was probably his favorite person in the world. Yeah, maybe he went to extreme lengths to see her happy, and yeah, maybe he was a bit too affectionate with her, but she was his best friend.

- Can't do homework anymore. - James was ripped off his thoughts by Y/N's presence. She threw her backpack at the ground in front of the sofa he was in and layed down - My brain feels like mush.

James looked at her. Her head was resting on his lap, and she looked extremely comfortable. That was obvious, since they always had been this affectionate towards each other. They both were very touchy people, and it felt natural to be in constant physical contact. James was always happy, eager even, to be like this with her. In a platonic way. Obviously. Today, however, her skin on his felt like it burned. 

- How was it? - James asked, coughing to conceal the way his voice failed a bit in the first word.

- Homework? Awful. It's not that difficult, but it's too much. And it just seems pointless, you know? What will I actually learn from writing 19 inches about toad eating plants? Nothing, I tell you what! - The girl sighed and closed her eyes again - Just wanna go to sleep, really.

He didn't know what to answer. He normally would have made a joke about the plants, added more criticism about essays or something. But he didn’t even do his homework, with how paranoid he was. For the first time ever, he was completely speechless in her presence. Her eyelashes were resting peacefully on her pink cheeks. The light from the fireplace made her skin look more flushed, and her hair had a golden glow to it. She looked awfully pretty. James knew that, of course. She had always been pretty. But tonight.. when she moved her head a little bit, he smelled the amortentia smell. Vanilla and caramel pie, just as strong as it was that afternoon. 

- You are way too quiet today, Jamie. - She opened her eyes and he felt something weird in the pit of his stomach  - Ate too much pudding? 

- Yeah, probably. 

She stretched and yawned, sending another wave of vanilla and caramel pie to James' nostrils. 

- Going to bed - she got up. Her hair was messy and the light from the fireplace behind her looked like a halo. - Night, Jamie.

She lowered herself and pecked his cheek lightly. 

- Sleep well - her soft voice was way too close to his ear, turning James' legs into jelly. 

He watched her going up the stairs to the dormitory, and the place she had kissed burned long after she was gone. 

He had no reason to be this nervous for the potions class the next morning. Slughorn had already moved on from amortentia, since it was a difficult, dangerous and time-consuming potion to make, but James was half hoping the potion would be brought up again, and half hoping everyone would collectively forget about it completely. Slughorn didn't mention the potion again, moving on directly to Felix Felicis. He watched the whole class on the edge of his seat. He had decided he would ask the teacher about the potion just to calm himself down. Just to make sure. Everyone had been really concentrating on making the best draught of living death the whole period, but James just wanted the class to end so he could ask Slughorn and stop eating himself alive.  

- Alright, alright. Congratulations mr. Snape on your draught. Truly outstanding! - Slughorn said, raising a round of applause - Class dismissed!

Everyone started to gather their backpacks and leave, but James made sure to stay back. He pretended to be very interested in a weird type of algae that Slughorn kept in a little ampoule. Just a few more moments and then he'll say that no, I don't have romantic feelings for Y/N and that i just really like caramel pie or something, and then i'll stop going mental... 

- Gillyweed. - Slughorn’s voice dragged James off of his daydreams 

- Uh? - James frowned in confusion, wondering what the teacher was talking about.

- The algae you're looking at, Mr. Potter. Gillyweed. Helps the person breathe underwater. 

- Oh, yeah, right. Professor Slughorn, I was wondering if I could ask you something.

- Sure, my boy, ask away - Slughorn encouraged while distractingly stacking some parchments.

- I was wondering… about the Amortentia potion.

Slughorn stopped his movements and lifted his eyes directly to James. 

- Oh, I see - He looked very amused, for some reason. - What were you wondering?

- Let's just say a friend of mine smells it and it reminds him of someone. It could smell like someone he just truly cares about, couldn't it? Like, it doesn't necessarily mean he's in love with the person that the scent reminds him of, right? 

Slughorn's lopsided smile grew bigger.

- I'm afraid, no, my boy. 

- What? - James felt like the classroom got three times smaller and hotter by the minute - But I smelled wood and polishing oil, and I'm not in love with a broom, am i? 

- Mr. Potter, Mr. Potter... - Slughorn chuckled. - I think we both know you didn't smell any of that. 

James felt his face getting warm and red. 

- But, if you did, that would mean you have a crush on a Quidditch player, let's just put it like that. Amortentia is a very strong love potion, and we can only smell things in it that romantically attract us very deeply. Those of us that aren't in love with anyone would smell something quite abstract. But if this friend of yours smelled amortentia and recognized the scent as someone's, then boy do I have news for him. Does this answer your question? 

      - Hm, yeah, sure. - James agreed. He felt like he was gonna fall down from the absurd speed at which his mind was racing. - Thank you, Professor.

- Anytime. - James began to leave, completely out of it. - Oh, and Mr. Potter?

- Yes? - James turned around, hopeful that Slughorn would start laughing and admit he was joking.

- Tell your friend I wish him the best of luck with this new, blossoming love. 

As James went out of the classroom and up into the common room, he deeply regretted not stealing that ampoule of gillyweed and swallowing it whole. That way, he could spend the rest of his days in the black lake with the merpeople. I bet amortentia wouldn't smell like anything down there, he thought. 

For the rest of the week, James spent every waking hour trying to not think about what Slughorn said and what it meant, and he was succeeding. He kept himself busy with classes, Quidditch and even homework. He also did his absolute best to avoid everyone. He ate before anyone else and made sure he was far away from the great hall by the time he knew Y/N and the rest of the Marauders would go down to eat. In classes, he sat very distant and left early. He even pulled some pranks he didn't even feel like pulling on Filch to get detention in the nights he couldn't schedule Quidditch practices. He walked the halls in the invisibility cloak. Anything to keep his thoughts away from the big fire alarm going off inside his head. The only problem was that he missed Y/N in all of those moments. When he was doing homework, he missed the sound of Y/N's pen scratching the parchment next to him. While he ate, he missed the warmth of her body next to his, the satisfaction humming while she ate her pie . He missed laying down together after homework. He missed seeing her on the stands at practice. He even realized that the real fun in pranks wasn't the actual thing, but to see Y/N laughing hysterically afterwards. To put it quite simply, it felt like he was sleep walking all the time. He couldn’t go on avoiding her forever, but what he was gonna do, he had positively no idea.

Until Friday night.

It was late, and he had been in detention. Filch had made him write “I shall not turn the school’s trophies into pigeons” a hundred times, and his hand was hurting from all the repetitive writing. Normally, he would have complained, but this time, he was glad for the distraction. Enjoying detention, he thought bitterly while crossing the fat lady, I must be really going mad. His grouchy thoughts were interrupted by a sound. It sounded like.. crying. Or better yet, it sounded like someone was sobbing their heart out. He looked around the empty common room, but didn’t see anyone. He followed the sound to the sofa near the fireplace, where he and Y/N always rest after studying. Before you turned into a chicken. 

Y/N was laid on the sofa, her face buried in a cushion, her whole body shaking with her sobs. James was flooded with panic.

- Y/N, baby, what happened? - he cooed, his voice altered with anxiety. Y/N never cried, except when something very serious happened.

Y/N looked up like she thought she was seeing visions. 

- Jamie? - her voice was soft and shaky, her eyes were puffy and bloodshot red, like she had been crying for multiple hours. The hurt on her eyes broke James’ heart in a thousand pieces. 

His mind raced with possibilities: maybe someone was mean to her? Maybe someone died? Maybe she was hurt? The thought of her being in pain panicked him even further. He sat down and pushed her into his lap, laying her head on his shoulder. 

- Are you hurt, baby? Where does it hurt? Please, tell me. 

She cried violently on his shoulder. He inspected her legs for bruises, but she seemed well physically. 

- Y/N, tell me what’s wrong, I can’t stand to see you like this - he begged. -  Did someone hurt you?

The question seemed to trigger something on the girl, because suddenly she was on her feet, out of his arms. 

- Did someone hurt me? Seriously? - the tears streamed down her face, but her eyes glimmered with something new: anger.

James was confused, to say the least. He noticed that she was wearing one of his old sweaters, one that had vanished from his suitcase a few weeks ago. 

- Baby...- he begged some more.

She looked as if he had twisted a knife on her wound.

- Don’t you dare “baby” me, James. Not after ignoring me like the plague for a whole week! 

Oh. Oh. James had been so involved with his own confusion regarding the amortentia incident that he forgot almost completely that Y/N didn’t know what he was doing, or why. She was crying because he hurt her feelings. That was a lot worse than if she was crying because of another person: he could’ve gone out to kick said jerk’s ass. But if he hurt her, what was he supposed to do? Punch himself? 

-Y/N - he cooed, apologetically. - Y/N, I…

She showed him her palm, urging him to stop talking.

- You don’t have to explain wanting to be away from me. I’m sure you had your reasons. But you could have at least told me that you wanted some space from me, or something, because I’ve been miserable, and…

She thought he wanted space from her. The sorrowful shaky breath that escaped her lips mid-sentence threw him over the edge. 

- No, no, no… - he repeated while pushing her back into his lap - Oh my god, Y/N, no…

He caressed her hair while she sobbed violently on his shoulder. Her fists were closed tightly on his shirt, her tears dampened his neck, and he couldn’t recall the last time his heart ached this badly.

- Did I do something? Did I bother you? I’m so sorry.. - she whispered softly, like she was voicing what had been repeating in her head over and over again during the last few days. Her words were laced with anger, resentment, but, above all, hurt. He wanted to double over in pain.

- Listen - James lifted her chin up gently, forcing her to look into his eyes. - I’m the one who’s sorry. 

The tears kept coming, but she was listening.

- I shouldn’t have avoided you last week, and it’s not your fault, okay? It’s my fault. I’m the one who got scared. 

She looked confused.

- Scared? Of me? 

James would have to confess what happened at Slughorn’s class. He had given zero thought about his messy feelings, and even though unraveling them in front of Y/N scared him endlessly, he would have to do it, because he could never let her think that he wanted space from her. That he wanted anything but to be close to her, at all times, if he could. 

- Please - she asked, incisively, noticing his wariness. - Tell me.

He took a deep breath, feeling vulnerable, raw. As if he would undress himself fully in front of her.

- Remember Slughorn’s class about amortentia? - Y/N nodded, encouraging him to move on - He asked me to smell it, right, and I…

- You said it smelled like broom polisher. 

- Well, yes. But I lied. - he decided to avert his gaze to the ceiling, or else he would never talk. - It was caramel pie and vanilla cream. So, I smelled… you.

Silence. A moment, two. He couldn’t muster the courage to look at the girl. He felt her hand grazing his cheek, urging him to look at her.. 

- Jamie… - She looked wonderstruck, and his heart seemed like it wanted out of his chest - Really?

- Really.

James was sure he’d never seen something as beautiful as Y/N after his response. She was smiling the biggest, most shiny smile he had ever seen on her face. Her eyes shined like gemstones at him, so soft he wanted to cry.

- Do you want to know what I smelled? - she asked, soft as a feather. 

His heart somersaulted when she brought her face closer to the side of his neck. She whispered on his ear:

- I smelled… - She sniffed his neck once - Sandalwood - another sniff, followed by a chuckle  - Broomstick polisher…

She distanced herself, looking deep into his eyes.

- And homework parchment. And fireplace naps. And figgy pudding.

His heart was hammering against his ribcage. Y/N smelled him. On the amortentia potion. Him.

- Y/N - James whispered, all warm and fuzzy on the inside. - Really?

She didn’t answer, just grabbed his hand, the warmth and softness of her skin overwhelming his senses. Placed his hand on top of the point of her chest where her heart was. Through the fabric of his shirt, he could feel her heart beating faster than a hummingbird's. She never unglued her soft eyes from his. 

She likes him. Suddenly, all the thoughts he had been avoiding throughout the week came crashing down on him, like a dam.

James was an affectionate friend. He liked physical touch. But he never liked it half as much as he did with her. James was a thoughtful friend. He remembered things about his friends. But he remembered every single thing about her. He was a sensitive friend. He hated to see his friends suffering. But every time he saw her cry, it was like his heart was being crushed. James was an attentive friend. He loved spending time with friends. But when he was away from her, he couldn’t even function properly, like he was missing one half of him. Y/N is his best friend. But she is more, too. He loves her. But there’s something else: he is in love.  Amortentia never lies, after all.

When his hands tangled on Y/N’s hair, he smelled vanilla cream. When he kissed Y/N’s lips, he tasted caramel pie.

[spookystrns]

the patch

pairing : matt sturniolo x female reader

synopsis : reader and matt meet at a pumpkin patch

warnings : use of y/n, slight fluff, reader being kind of awkward, lowercase intended

a/n : ughh need this sooo bad

‘ cause blueberry eyes seem to make time still ’

going to the pumpkin patch was purely your dads idea. your younger siblings only agreed because he made it sound so fun, and of course you were forced to tag along. at first you were reluctant to go, but with the promise of a starbucks trip and canes for dinner, you agreed.

after slipping on a long sleeve that fits as perfectly as your flared jeans, you carefully curl your lashes and apply some mascara, as well as eyeliner, before styling your hair. you’re only going to a pumpkin patch, sure, but you still want to look cute.

you grab your phone and wired earphones before running downstairs and slipping on a pair of uggs, as well as your jacket. your dad and siblings are now all ready to go too, so you head out into the car.

you plug your earphones into the jack in your phone and hit shuffle on your fall playlist, buckling your seatbelt as you do. the song ‘dark red’ by steve lacy plays and you softly nod your head to the beat, looking out the window at the fog that covers your surroundings in a blanket of haze.

a few more songs from your playlist shuffle before your dad is parking the car and waking your siblings in the backseat. you take out your earphones and exit the warmth of the car, letting the fall breeze hit your skin. following your dad towards the wheelbarrows, you pick up one of your own. your youngest sister, eloise, runs after you once she sees you pick up a pink barrow. “y/n, can i please sit in your wheelbarrow? no one else will let me,” she begs, putting her hands together as she looks up at you. “okay, but you gotta help me get the best pumpkins,” you tell her a little teasingly, helping her into the cart. eloise lets out a squeal as you put her in the wheelbarrow before repeating multiple ‘thank you’s.

you get permission from your dad to go off with eloise and look for pumpkins on your own, walking in the direction of where your sister pointed.

“have you seen any good ones yet?” you ask the young girl sitting in the wheelbarrow. “no,” she sighs in return, looking at the passing pumpkins before quickly telling you to walk down a path.

you do as she says and turn the pink cart down an aisle of pumpkins, looking on the left side as eloise looks on the right. “wait, wait, let me get out,” she yells her demand and you briskly stop the barrow, allowing her to clamber out and onto the dried mud that makes up the ground. you watch as she makes her way towards some pumpkins that look okay before turning to look at some pumpkins yourself.

picking up a smaller pumpkin, you turn towards your sister to show her, only to see her talking to someone else — a boy. furrowing your brow, you place the pumpkin into the barrow and make your way towards her.

“hey, ellie, you found a pumpkin yet?” you ask, looking down at the young girl, choosing to ignore the boy in front of her. “yeah, but it was too big, so he’s helping me pick it up,” she turns and tells you with a smile, pointing to the boy. that’s when you get a proper look at him.

his brown hair is somewhat hidden under the red cap he’s got on, his sweater seems to fit perfectly, and his baggy jeans have a carabiner that keeps car keys dangling from it. after giving him a once over, you study his face; the soft smile that plays at his lips, the slight stubble that makes his cheekbones more pronounced, the way his nose is slightly pink due to the autumn air. but that thing that really makes your heart flutter is his eyes. his blue eyes that meet yours and time seems to slow as they do. it’s only then, however, when you realise how much you’d been staring. you blink out of your daze and listen intently as he speaks. “i’m matt,” he introduces himself with a smile, which you subconsciously return.

“yeah, matt’s helping me with the pumpkin,” eloise deadpans, clearly oblivious to the current situation. “this is my sister, y/n,” the girl then tells matt from in between the two of you. “y/n,” matt repeats with a nod before walking past you and putting the pumpkin into the wheelbarrow. “thanks matt,” your sister calls out, climbing in after the pumpkin. “you don’t need any help with anything, do you?” the boy asks you, once again snapping you out of your daze. “n-no, no thank you,” your reply is a little delayed, your mind choosing to focus more on his voice than the actual words he’s speaking. “okay, well i’ll see you around, y/n,” he smiles, turning around and walking towards two other boys who you assume are his brothers.

you focus your attention back to eloise, who is now requesting that you move the wheelbarrow in another direction, which you do after staring at matt a little more.

the rest of the time spent at the pumpkin patch, you’re just thinking about matt. his fit, his face, his hair, his voice, everything. you’re also thinking about how awkward you were, and wish that you got his number or instagram or something.

.・。.・゜✭・.

much to eloise’s dismay, once your wheelbarrow is full you head back to where you arranged to meet your dad. your brother and other sister also have their fair share of pumpkins — your dad collecting most of them. you follow them to the gazebo’s where you pay, eloise still in the barrow making it a little harder to push.

once the pumpkins are weighed, your dad pays and you head back to the parking lot to put them into the trunk of the car. there’s a particularly large pumpkin you’re struggling with, and just as you have it, it drops back into the barrow. just then, you hear footsteps in the gravel behind you. “need some help?” you turn at the familiar voice, a surprised look on your face when you realise it’s matt.

“oh, yeah it’s a little heavy,” you tell him, moving aside so he can help you. matt picks up the pumpkin with ease and carefully places it with the rest in the trunk. the sight alone is enough to make you weak in the knees — the way he so effortlessly moves the pumpkin you were previously struggling to lift. “thanks,” you say shyly, avoiding eye contact with the boy. “no problem. hey, i was wondering if i could maybe get your number?” he sounds nervous as he speaks, but you’re in no position to turn that down.

you look at him shocked at first, before realising you must look stupid and foolishly start nodding your head. “yeah, yeah of course,” matt’s eyes meet yours as he smiles softly, unlocking his phone to hand it to you. you enter your number and make a new contact, saving yourself as ‘y/n 🫶’ which matt makes no effort to change, he just simply slips his phone back into his pocket. “thanks,” he offers you a smile, which you return happily before he makes his way back over to his family.

the whole ride to starbucks you’re smiling, thoughts filled with matt flood your brain as soft music plays through your earphones. your dad pulls up to the drive-thru in no time, asking everyone what they want. you order a pumpkin spice latte, of course, and your siblings all get hot chocolates, your dad sticking to a black coffee. soon enough you’re at canes, and then back home.

once you’re in the familiar comfort of your room, you put on your favourite pyjamas. choosing to turn on an old halloween movie as you get comfortable in your warm bed. as the movie plays, you internally make plans for tomorrow — bake cinnamon buns, go to the mall with your friends, and search for halloween costume ideas.

when thinking about how badly you want to wear a matching couples costume with someone this year, your phone buzzes. an unsaved number pops up on your screen with one new message. you open it, and remember your exchange with matt at the pumpkin patch.

the text reads ‘hey’, so of course you send a ‘hii’ back before saving him as ‘matt 🫶’ and reading the new message he sent you. ‘you free tomorrow?’ and suddenly all plans are out the window when you text back ‘yeah, what did you have in mind?’.

maybe you could have a couples costume after all.

[joocomics]

I really love your works, and the things you write for jiung ...ughh soo incredibly💕✨️

could you write more about him, anything you want, him being teasing in public, just anything :)

tags: soft dom!jiung x fem!reader, friends to lovers (?), edging (f!rec), praise kink, light choking | mdni

song rec: treat you better - shawn mendes

“don’t let him ruin your night.” jiung’s voice finds you through the banging techno music.

you nod, repeating his encouraging words in your mind, trying to let them do their magic so you can really forget about your ex being meters away from you. the club is suffocating from people, yet the face you’ve been trying so hard to forget is all you see.

you feel jiung taking your face in his hands, his thumbs form gentle patterns on your cheeks that slowly bring you back into reality; drifting you away from the unpleasant memories. it seems that his touch definitely works quicker than his words.

“y/n, look at me.” despite almost shouting in order for his command to dominate the vibrant scene of the night club his tone still has a note of pleading that rings out to you. “focus on my voice… my hands.”

your fingers find support in his shirt as you tug on the collar. you don’t know what it is. is it the power of his voice, the heavy energy around you, gravity, or some unknown secret desires that live inside you, but something pulls you closer into him.

you’ve never been this close to your friend before. the feeling of having your lips centimetres apart from his is something new, but for some reason it doesn’t feel wrong. not at all.

there were times when you’ve enjoyed the scent of his cologne, but it hasn’t made your head dizzy like this, - and you’re only slightly tipsy so it’s not from the cocktail you had. you’re certainly far from drunk, but there’s a possibility that a few more minutes in his embrace can get you lightheaded as if you are.

and his gaze… it definitely hasn’t made you feel like you’re being tortured by thousands of butterflies inside your tummy like it does right now.

“your hands…”

“yeah? tell me.” jiung’s lips turn into a soft smile with just a hint of mischief as he moves them lower on your body, savouring every curve.

“keep them on me,” you beg as your own palms shift around his neck. your thumbs brush his chiseled jawline as you stay pressed into each other, swaying out of sync with the music and the rest of the crowd. his voice has created another kind of melody that you rather move to. “please..”

“i’m not letting you go.”

these kinds of words said by a friend would normally wrap around you like a comfort blanket, however, as you look at jiung now, gorgeously painted from the neon lights with hands roaming on your lower waist and heavy breaths sticking to your face like secret kisses… they make your skin hot; they got you thinking of kissing him.

you don’t realise that you’ve been chewing on your lips until jiung lifts up your chin and swipes his thumb over them without minding your lipstick. his digit brushes the upper row of your teeth before you let it sneak inside your mouth and rest on your tongue. such a small taste of him, but invites an immense amount of adrenaline rush inside your chest.

“can i kiss you?” he asks with a raspier voice, watching you unwrap your soft lips.

and you say yes.

you find yourselves in his apartment. you’ve been here before, but this is the first time you’re laying in his bed - only in your bra with legs spread wide. one of his pillows is placed underneath your lower body with a dark spot forming from the way your arousal builds up, dripping from your cunt.

“doing so well for me,” jiung coos softly while observing your squirming figure. at one point he has to hold you down with a palm pressed against your lower tummy so he can keep his attention on your sensitive spot. “so perfect…”

his index finger continues to move in circles just as slow as it did when he started toying with your clit. occasionally he slips inside you to spread around your slick, making your puffy lips glisten nicely, then he resumes to the overwhelming little shapes in infuriating speed.

you whimper as his slow finger suddenly stops. it freezes in one place causing the thrill to fade away from your core leaving only the lingering warmth that you desperately need to feel snapping.

“jiung… w-why…” you arch your spine, feeling the tip of his fingers brushing against your stomach lightly as a feather; from your bellybutton up to your neckline. they crawl to your neck, wrapping around it just as gently, before he leans to kiss you.

you can’t stop yourself from whimpering in his mouth, feeling so stimulated from every single thing he does to you.

“gonna make you cum now, sweetheart.” jiung’s words almost end with a groan as a reaction from the way he feels you gulping against his hand. “it’s just… you look so pretty when you’re all needy like this, i wanted to look at you a little bit longer.” he pulls back, one hand holding your left thigh, as the other one returns to your clit. “wanna cum now, is that it?”

“yeah, really bad…” you shut your eyes sensing the familiar light brushing of his digit. it barely touches the swollen bud, but you’re so turned on, it instantly shoots pleasure into your tummy. “jiung—“ you moan, grabbing the bedsheets.

he glides it so easily and smoothly from how wet you are; drawing perfect circular patterns that have you feeling like you’re about to melt into the surface.

“go ahead, beautiful,” he encourages you, but without changing the pace of his rubs. “cum for me, i want to see you.”

his gaze is fixated on your convulsing figure that’s succumbed to his control, on the way you whimper and tug the sheets desperately, but his finger doesn’t speed up. it keeps the slow motions going till you start to lose control over your voice, breathing; over your own body.

after you open your eyes you realise that even the butterflies tattoed on his skin look different than they did the last time you saw them. nothing feels the same when you fall in love with your closest friend.

a/n: tysm for reading my works! i’m glad you like them <3 i thought of this scenario while listening to the mentioned song, so i hope you enjoy how this turned out too!! ♡

[xanticore]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘

Part two

Genre: angst

Setting: early 2000s ,, L.A.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol and drug addiction. Sex addiction. lots and lots of cursing. he cheats. (the horror) slight mentions of suicide. slight grammar errors im writing this at 3 am.

Summary: Jungkook was always one to have his anger get the best of him...that was only because of the amount of drugs and alcohol he abuses in his daily life. When you first met him, you knew he had personal problems but he never discussed those things with you. One night after a show, you wanted to talk about his habits and something snapped in him. You don't know if you're able to even look at him again.

Rockstar!Jungkook - he sings and plays guitar.

Jungkook had some problems...mentally. And you knew it, and so did his band mates. You were the type to try and ignore it and see the good in him for the most part. Certain times, Jungkook was definitely a good boyfriend to you. He would buy you expensive bouquets, new clothes, and even jewlery; but that was all during a time where he was sober. You don't know what happened to make him relapsed and you honestly tried to retrace your steps.

It gotten so hard on you, to the point Jaehyun, his bandmate that plays drums, had to remind you countless times that none of this wasn't your fault. You couldn't help but still have it on your mind though.

Kook distanced himself from you and he rarely ever calls you. You tried to call him but you would always hear that he was either unavailable or worse, just a dead line- no one would even pick up. Overthinking with such a guy like him was inevitable. You didn't know what he was doing because you couldn't even get a hold of him. You tried your best to let him be an adult and let him just comeback on his own; but that never worked out in the end.

So you decided to take matters into your own hands. Jaehyun contacted you that they would be during their last show of their tour in downtown L.A. at the metal club. You we're excited but very disappointed in how Jungkook didn't tell you but someone else did. You shrugged it off and made your way towards the club.

The show went on as planned and they performed- in a sense good. The other members were flawless with their instruments but you noticed that Kook wasn't doing so well. It was unusual for him to even slip up a riff. You sighed already could tell he had some alcohol in his system. It was even obvious in his singing. You looked over at the bassist and the other guitar player-Yugyeom and Eunwoo. The two seemed to take notice of Jungkooks performance and how it can affect the rest of the members and song all together.

Luckily, the show went on and managed to have the crowd cheering and screaming. You went backstage and waited for them to come out. Each member greeted you with a warm smile and Jaehyun stopped for a moment.

"You noticed?"

"Yeah...he's drunk. He was already in a shit mood ever since this morning. When he sees you, hopefully that sour attitude changes."

Jaehyun said before shaking his head. "If he does anything to you..let me know. Ok?" You nodded at his request and that nearly had your hair on your arms sticking up. At last Jungkook came off stage already having a beer bottle in his hand. He saw you and just rolled his eyes which you was taken aback by that action of his. "What are you doing here (name)?" He said nonchalantly, as if he didn't wanted you there in the first place.

"Jaehyun was nice enough to tell me you were doing your last tour stop here. Ughh Kook, you fucking reek of alcohol-"

Jungkook just chuckled and took a swig of his beer. "And this? can we talk about how you just relapsed out of nowhere and how you never return my calls? You've been so distant with me lately." You snapped at him as you watched him, carelessly drink his drink. "I've been busy-"

"Drinking and doing coke isn't being 'busy' you need serious help Jungkook and your band mates is slowly getting sick and tired of your behavior and so am I!"

"I don't fucking care what they think. I'm living my best fucking life as much as possible trying to keep myself fucking happy in this world!"

"So doing this is your solution?!"

"Yeah. Drugs, beer, a good fuck with a girl who isn't bugging me 24/7 trying to get in contact with me"

That was it. You froze for a moment and all the color on your face has drained as your heart sunk. Jungkook still didn't realize what he said. You watched him throw away the bottle, taking out a cigarette and lighting it with his lighter afterwards. You didn't have the energy to even comment on it but you were more worried about his wellbeing.

"Why? just....just why are you trying to kill yourself like this?" You said trying to not choke up on your words.

"Im tired. I kinda do wanna sleep." Kook replied, exhaling the nicotine. "also I wanna get away from you. i'm sick of you..."

im sick of you

im sick of you

You couldn't help but repeat those harsh words over and over. You couldn't tell if the alcohol or drugs were talking or Jungkook himself. He still had no reaction to what he said but you was already too weak to even argue with him. You felt tears roll down your cheeks and heard a sigh coming from him. "Look, I gotta go. I can't be here while you're crying like this-"

He walked passed you so carefree. He didn't even bother to look back as he walked down the hallway. After that, you knew it'll be the last time you talked with him. You felt like he didn't need you so why should you continue to care.

You left the club alone without your boyfriend that you once cherished and cared about.

Extra: 6 months later. Jungkook was in rehab in a therapy session. Told in Kooks pov.

I was in my therapy session and I told my therapist about my problems I had with the things I do. I've been told things that I regret saying to my girlfriend. I was just too upset with everyone and high off my fucking mind to the point she stopped all contact.

I wanted to go back to my habits again but that would only cause me more unwanted trauma. I was still in denial after what Jaehyun told me. I seriously don't remember anything from that night...and it pisses me off.

After receiving the news I've gotten from my brother, my whole world crashed and I wanted a way to get out of here. I couldn't bare just being here I was mentally and physically exhausted with my life. Nothing was making me happy and touring definitely didn't help. I grew an unhealthy addiction with sex. I had sex with many woman not caring in the slightest I was taken. Not caring I had someone worried about me back at home.

I really loved (name)...I really did. In the beginning; I tried my absolute hardest to stay away from the dark. She was my light.

"It seems you wasn't ready..."

"I wasn't. I wish I could go back in time and changed everything."

a/n : Yay or nah? Lowkey was in my feelings but i wanted to write angst.

dividers: cr to owners

[thfurimmer]

stop being such a brat, sit on my fucking lap | BILL KAULITZ

⚠️ includes : aggressiveness , smut , fingering , dirty talk , begging , swallowing . . yk what , all the people in my aus are 18 +

( short & rushed au )

additional : first person POV

dom!bill x sub!reader . . oneshot

bill was working on a new song, again. he hasn't been giving me any attention recently, so i decided to take matters into my own hands. as he sat in his desk, i laid on the bed, complaining.

"ughh babe, i'm soo bored! pay attention to mee.." i whined, i could see him role his eyes from the side. "baby you have to understand that i have to focus on this first." he sighed.

"but ba-" he cut me off, "tsk. what did i say?" he rotated his gaming chair, making it face me. "you've been complaining 24/7, here and there, and i'm getting quite sick of it, my love," he frowned.

"c'mere and sit on my fucking lap before i make you." he demanded, and of course i obeyed. i loved when he did this. as i was walking up to him he pulled me into his lap.

"aw, how impatient." i smile, "says you." he replied, tracing my sides gently. he moved my hair to the side and left a trail of kisses on my neck. "mmh, was that so hard to give me?" i said softly, "since you were being such a brat, yes."

his hand slipped under my mini skirt. "may i?" he asked, "you may." his hand went up to my inner thigh, tracing patterns. i was desperate for him. "beg for it, my love." he whispered into my ear, getting closer and closer to my pussy.

"please bill, i need you." i begged, "not enough."

"please, babe, please, you know how much i want it." i added. "that's it, baby." he rubbed my pussy through my panties, getting it soaked. i couldn't help but let out a few moans. "oh? moaning already?" he chuckled.

he pulls my panties to the side gently, rubbing my bare clit now. "f-fuck, bill.." i stuttered, biting my lip to suppress my moans. "oh, baby, now now, don't hide those pretty moans of yours. you know how much i love to hear them." he said against my neck.

he wets his fingers in his saliva before moving down his fingers to my opening, inserting a digit in, making me gasp. "oh my gosh.. r-right there.. mmh." i whimpered. "that's my girl, let go for me, you're so fucking tight."

he slips his free hand up into my shirt, "no bra? naughty." he squeezed my nipple teasingly, making me let out louder noises. "let the neighbors hear those pretty moans now."

he inserts another digit into me, "oh, fuck!" i whined. he pounds his fingers into me relentlessly. "babe, i'm close!" i screamed, his fingers making me see stars.

"oh yeah? is that the spot?" he said, hitting my g-spot continuously. my moans, whimpers, and wet sounds filled the room. "that's so hot, baby." he slams his fingers even deeper into me.

"cum for me, princess."

my pussy clenches around his fingers as i let out a gut wrenching moan. he kisses my neck, leaving a mark. i leave his fingers coated in my juices. he smirked, removing his hand from my shirt and fingers from my dripping pussy.

he makes me face him, "open wide now." he says before inserting his cum-coated fingers into my mouth, groaning. "delicious, is it?" i circle his fingers with my tongue, licking all of it up.

"swallow," he said seductively, and i did. he carried me gently to the bathroom, "let's get you cleaned up."

he assisted me in taking a bath, being attentive. he brought me one of his shirts and boxers that were indeed too long for me, and helped me put it on. "you're adorable." he smiled, kissing me gently.

"shut up.." i giggled. he carried me back to his bed and cuddled with me, being the big spoon as always. "what about the song you were working on?" i ask, "that can wait, you're more important, princess."

author's note : okayy, first spicy au, what are we thinking..? leave ur thoughts below!!

[mrsmikaelsxn]

Promise Forever

masterlist 1k celebration

pairing: gilbert blythe x female reader

warnings: kissing, fluff

summary: after his father's death, gilbert travels the world and when he comes back home, he goes straight to your house to give you a gift - requested by anon

a/n: ugh i agree! the lack of gilbert fics makes me so sad because i love him and want to read more of him )): but thanks for requesting !

song: runaway - aurora

Dating Gilbert was amazing. He was such a lovely guy. Even your parents adored the boy.

He was so sweet, and you two had so much in common it was like you were made for one another.

Unfortunately, his father had gotten sick and later on passed away.

You, of course, were there to comfort him with open arms. When you were at his house one day, he told you that he wanted to explore the world for some time.

As much as it made you upset for him to leave, you supported him, as you always would. You assured him that you would be find, and that it would be a wonderful experience for him.

You spent the night with him, enjoying each other's presence before he left the next day. He promised to write to you about everything and you promised to write anything interesting that happens.

"Ughh," you groan dropping back onto Anne's bed.

You, Anne, Diana, and Cole were hanging out at the redheads house.

"Y/n? What's wrong?" Diana asks.

"I miss Gilbert, it feels like it's been forever," you sigh.

Cole frowns, "Well, he can't be gone for much longer, it's already been months."

Anne nods excitedly, "Exactly!"

You sit up and your mood brightens a bit, "I suppose you're right. Now shall we bake something?"

They nod and giggle as they go downstairs.

"Hi, Marilla!" you smile happily at the elder woman you've grown close with.

"Oh! Hello, dear," she smiles back.

"Hi, Ms. Cuthbert," Diana and Cole wave.

"Hello. What brings you all down here?"

"We were wondering if we can bake your famous apple pie," you clap your hands.

"Oh, how can I say no to apple pie?"

Gilbert runs a hand over his face as he sits on his bed next to Sebastian.

"What is the matter, my friend?"

Gilbert looks over to the man, "I miss my girlfriend," he sighs.

"Girlfriend?" He raises his eyebrows, "Is this the person you are always writing to? The one who send the letters that have you all red in the face."

Gilbert laughs, "Yeah, that would be her."

"Hm," Sebastian taps his knee. "You love this girl?"

Gilbert nods, "Very much so."

"So what are you doing here? Go back to her!"

"But..."

"Gilbert, you are a great boy. You love her and I see how upset you are without her. So go," Sebastian smiles at him.

"You're right," Gilbert falls back onto his bed.

You were reading your book when you heard a knock on your door. "Mom! Who's at the door?!"

She didn't hear you, apparently, because you got no response. You huff and mark your page, putting the book aside.

You get up and run your hands over your dress. You walk downstairs and to the door. You open it and you are crushed by a hug.

"Gilbert!" You squeeze him tightly in a hug. Both of your eyes water and you pull him inside, closing the door behind you. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too, darling," he grabs your hands.

"How are you? How was traveling? How come you're back early? How-"

He cuts you off by kissing you softly. You melt into his hold and kiss him back.

You pull away and he grins. "I'm great, now. Traveling was eye opening. And I'm back early because I came home for you. I just got back and I came straight here, I haven't even gone to my own house yet."

"I love you so much," your lips curve into a bright smile.

"I love you so much more," he kisses your head. "I have something for you," he takes something out of his pocket.

You gasp as you look at the beautiful ring in his hand. "Don't worry," he laughs, "it's not an engagement ring. It's a promise ring. To remind you that no matter where I am, we are always forever."

"Oh, Gilbert, it's wonderful. Thank you," you blow out a breath.

He takes your hand and slides it onto your ring finger. He brings your hand up to his face and kisses your palm.

He looks up into your eyes with love, "One day, I'll replace that with a real ring."

[alphazed]

les mis arena tour in Amsterdam!! (Notes)

Act 1 I'M WRITING DURING BREAK

The person playing bishop myriel (Hans Peter Janssens) is someone very dear to my mom, since he played Valjean in the very first les mis she ever saw! We didn't know he was on the cast list and my mom was so happy. He has such a beautiful low voice ughh

Javert is one of the best javert's i've seen because he looks so smug about himself, in the runaway cart scene, when he was talking about having found 'Valjean' he has small smirks from time to time. He is slightly unhinged idk how to explain it, the actor totally sells you on the idea of Javert: so good at his job and extremely proud of himself for it. His stars was amazing aswell. He is so self-rightous and you can really SEE that with this Javert.

Milan van Waardenburg as JvJ, i've seen him before in the role and still amazing. His desparation after the bishop gives him the candles and his anger at Javert during the confrontation are so strongly felt ugghh...

I love the intro to another day older it's so goooood

FANTINE'S I DREAMED A DREAM GAVE ME SO MANY CHILLLLLSSSS AMAZING, she's so amazing the sadness in her voice........

I actor that plays thenardier is really funny but i find his song line delivery a bit bland sorry... The litlle bits he throws between are perfectly delivered though. BUT THENARDIERS WIFE ON THE OTHER HAND IS AMAZINGGG SHE DOES IT PERFECTLY NOT A SINGLE MISS I SWEAR

Marius is perfectly in love as he should the actor has such a clear song voice

Enjolras has a really strong voice, he stands a bit awkwardly? But his body language is so clear and he sings beautifully

Grantaire perfect line delivery gudjjd

Eponine has a beautiful voice i'm really looking forward to her solo next act omgggg

Colette's voice i so high i always forget my mouth falls open every time she sings it's so beautiful

The shared song between cosette, eponine and Marius DID NOT DISSAPOINTTT THEY WERE AMAZING

ALSO I WILL NEVER STOP TALKING ABOUT ONE DAY MORE IT WAS SO GOOD SO GOOD CHILLLLS CHILLLS

I'm really looking forward to act 2 I NEED TO LOOK UP THE ACTOR NAMESS ufjdhssjsbz

Act 2

On my own gets me EVERYTIME TIME. Stunning performance by Aviva Tulley as Eponine omghf.

When Gavroche called Javert out he dropped the act so quickly LMAO. He started practically snarling at the barricade boys like a restrained dog 10/10.

A this point Enjolras really clicked with me. Before i thought he stood awkwardly but that's not really true. His body language is really clear and his anger palpable, you can fully see him as an intimidating, angry and passionate revolutionary leader.

Grantaire n Enjolras drink with me was really good. When Grantaire was singing his bit Enjolras walked up to him and looked him dead in the eyes, they held eye-contact for the entire part of Grantaire's bit. After he was done singing his part he kinda slowly reached out to Enjolras and touched him on the lower chest area. The screens cut out then so i missed half a second, but Enjolras kinda shoved him out of the way and went to join the other Amis. Ehm, yeah i see u.

Gavroche's part with picking up the bullets wasn't included :(

When JvJ cut Javert's bounds ohghh. There was a full 5 second staredown between the two, WITHOUT MUSIC. Javert took a tentative step towards Valjean but then growled and turned around when Valjean told him to leave. Ohh it was v good.

The following deterioration of Javert was also really good ejishdidd. His soliloquy was beautiful he sounded incredibly lost. He didn't hold the ending for very long though so :( still amazing tho

JvJ carrying Marius on his shoulder was NOT something i expected. Usually they do a litlle shuffle, arm-over-shoulder type deal. Really hammers home how strong JvJ (and thus Milan) is HELP. Also he carried him off stage in bridal style afterwards.

Drink with me also gets me every time. ITS SO SADD i get close to tears everytime. Marius sounded like he was about to burst out in tears at some point. It was really good.

AND THEN JVJ DYING AND THE ENDING WHERE EVERYONE SINGS TO THE AUDIENCE..... also gets me EVERYTIME oh my god it was amazing

I HAVE TO GET TO THE CAR I'LL FINISH UP EVERYTHING TOMORROW UFGHDHS IT WAS SO GOOD SO GOOD HELP MEEE

The performance was STELLAR. I was sad about the staging because there is very litlle, but it makes sense since they're on tour. Bradley Jaden is one of my fav Javert actors now. I've seen Milan before and he's amazing as everytime before, his 'Bring me home' is AMAZING he hits the high notes without effort almost. All the Amis were really good aswell. Cosette, Marius and Eponine were perfect togheter, all their harmonies were beautiful no notes. I just ughhh... It's really good it really is i'm so happy i got to watch it for my birthday. It's probably gonna be a long time before i can see it on stage again so. This'll be haunting my sleep for at least a few weeks.

Thanks for reading

[strniohoeee]

chris painting readers nails

Messy

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Chris decides to paint Y/N’s nails, but he does a terrible job at it causing them to laugh about it, and enjoy each others company💙

Warnings⚠️: None, like one crude joke but not really loll. It’s just a short imagine because I wasn’t sure how to make it long and interesting🥺

Song for the imagine: Butterflies- Queen Naija

And I just wanna hold you all night long

Whenever I'm around you, nothing's wrong

I'm hoping that you'll always be around

You got me on a high, I don't wanna come down

“CHRISTOPHER Owen…what are you doing” I yelled at Chris

“I am painting your nails” he said in a matter of fact way

“You’re making it messy dude” I said shaking my head

“You act like I do this shit everyday. Obviously it’s going to be messy” he said giving me a dirty look

“Paint the fucking nail idiot” I said smacking him with my other hand

“I am painting the fucking nail” he said pointing at my hand

“You’re painting 90% skin and 10% nail” I said laughing

“This shit is hard, and your nail beds are short” he said rolling his eyes

“Hey don’t come for my nail beds because you’re a shitty nail tech” I said sucking my teeth

“I clean the edges once I’m done” he said going back to painting my ring finger

“I like this color too” he said looking at the bottle

“It’s my favorite, it’s called ocean oasis” I said

“Good name for a blue color” he said

“I agree” I said

Chris painted my other hand and did a little bit of a better job.

“You’re so lucky I’m madly in love with you because these look awful” I replied laughing

“Hey be nice….” He said closing the nail polish bottle

“I painted yours so nicely” I said looking at his nails that are the same shade as mine

“Well you always paint your nails, so you have an advantage there” he said ruffling my hair

“Okay that’s true” I said nodding my head

“Now we have matching nails” he said clapping his hands together like a happy child

“More like matching skin…dude you have to clean this before it dries fully” I said looking at him

“Ughh fine” he said sitting back down

Chris gently cleaned my stained skin to perfect his work, and actually his paint job wasn’t terrible.

“See after you clean it, it’s not so bad” he said throwing the cotton balls out

“Yeah not terrible” I said looking at my nails

“I couldn’t be a nail tech though” he said looking at them and laughing

“Yeah no you’d be awful, but hey it’s the thought that counts” I said giving him a smile

“Thanks for the support babe” he said planting a kiss on my lips

“Of course my love” I said blowing on my nails to let them dry

“Want to do my toes” I said wiggling my brows

“Fuck no do not put your feet next to me” he said smacking my legs away

“You don’t act that way when you suck on my toes in bed” I said giggling

“I have never sucked your toes in bed you weirdo” he replied laughing

“I know” I said looking down with a sad face

“Change the face” he said squeezing my leg

“Maybe if you give me a pedicure you’d want to suck my toes” I said sighing

“What is wrong with you kid. I’m not sucking no toes” he said laughing

“If you got a pedicure I’d suck your toes” I said rolling my eyes

“Yeah right” he said laughing

“I’d consider it” I said rubbing my chin like I was thinking

“The day you suck my toes will be the day I give you a pedicure and return the favor” he said to me laughing

“Mm I’ll be looking forward to it” I said wiggling my brows

“You’re so interesting” he said squinting his eyes at me

“I love you too” I said leaning over and kissing him

“I love your weird ass” he said kissing me again

Chris was such a cutie, and these innocent interactions made me fall in love with him more.

The End

I know this was super short, but I wasn’t sure what else to write for this. I hope you guys enjoyed it though! This was my last request. I can’t believe I wrote five stories today LMAOOO. Time to work on my Matt story tomorrow🤭🤭LOVE YALLLL🥹🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

[h0p3l3ssromantic]

Go live

Please do not translate and/or post my work here or elsewhere without permission

This is a work of fiction for readers 18 and over

Album pun not intended but what can I say it’s genius

This was written immediately after his live. I made some espresso and let my thoughts take over

Hit Different by SZA is the song playing in my head whenever I think about Hyune because I just know being loved by him and his stroke game, *giggles* hits different.

*first glance…second glance to the right*

Stay would think he’s looking at skijigi but it’s actually you. Being a little slut. A fucking tease. How did you get here? Well he had had asked you to come to the dance studio and watch him and the boy’s practice. He just needed you around. And while that’s all good and sweet, all that good and sweet shit went right out the window the second he decided to take off his shirt. Drenched in sweat and droplets of the fresh black hair dye. You decided right then and there the minute this practice was over, you would need him to fuck you into am oblivion. Getting wet and squirming around just thinking about it. Even after practicing for hours he always had so much energy left, so much more to give, so much stamina. “fuck” you thought to yourself…and was that a moan?..did you just let out a moan at the sheer thought of being fucked by your boyfriend? “Yeah I’m down bad” but that’s how he liked you. Down. And bad. Such a bad little slut and that’s what you intended to be.

Saying your “see you laters’” to the boys you thought it was finally time to put your plan into action but that was quickly shut down when hyune mentioned he wanted to go live in instagram and play around with it like Seungmin had just done

“I have something for you to play around with”

Looking at you with that cheeky grin he always gives you as he pulls you closer so that he’s right near your ear, “be a good girl and wait till after and I’ll play around with you until you’re begging me to stop” he whispers as he squeezes your hips

And that’s how you got here. Hyune on live and you off to his right, left hand playing with your titties and right hand in your pants. Making those faces you know he loves. You tried to be a good girl, you tried to wait, you really did but that’s just not you. You have a hard time following his rules and he knows that. And unbeknownst to you, you fell right into his trap.

As soon as the live is ended he doesn’t even look at you as he tells you “clothes off, now” meanwhile he’s stripping himself of his own. You follow his command quick. Embarrassingly quick. “Oh now you know how to listen? After that fucking show you just put on, now you want to be a good girl?” Standing there nude as your own arousal begins to drip down your legs, you want nothing more than to pounce on him but you that look in his eyes, if you wanted to cum, you know better than to move a fucking muscle without his command. “Come here”

Feeling that heat you recognize all too well building in your core as you walk over to him, praying he lets you cum, praying he lets your behavior slide this one time…

As soon as your within his reach he pulls you on top of him, immediately inserting his dick in you, giving you no time to adjust to the sudden stretch and fullness, “oh m-my god”

“What’s wrong princess? Too much? Isn’t this what you wanted? You were just being a disobedient slut a few minutes ago, only good girls get patience” he spits at you as he’s quite literally rearranging your insides.

“And if you think you’re going to cum you wrong, good slits get to cum, a-are you a good girl huh baby?” You, speechless and already on a different planet, head fallen back, you don’t answer.

Grabbing your neck making to make you look at him, “answer. My. Question” fucking into you with each word. “Are you a good girl?”

“Ughh fuckk, I- I’m n-not a good girl”

He’s not satisfied with that answer, “you’re not a good girl what?”, tightening his grip on your hip and neck.

“I’m not a g-good girl d-daddy!”, you practically scream out. Grip on your neck loosened, just a little. as his pace began to slow, you pick up yours, up and down, up and down, grinding on him like you were in heat. He might’ve had you in the first half but it’s your turn. Slowing down your pace as you grab the nape of his neck bringing him closer to you. “Don’t act innocent, you know I’m a bad girl, *grind* and you knew exactly what you were doing giving me a rule you knew I would break didn’t you?” *another slow swirl of you hips. The look on his face is priceless, “I’m not a good girl daddy, and you like that don’t you? If you thought I wasn’t going to cum all over your dick you’re the wrong one”

Picking up your pace again, determined to keep your word and to milk him for every drop cum he has. Regaining some of his energy, he holds you tight and stands up, dick reaching places, hitting grooves it never has before, punishment for you all but forgotten. Both of you whispering swears and “I love yous”, chasing your highs until you feel that knot in your stomach finally unravel, and he simultaneously releases into you, fucking his cum into you.

As he sits down, you still attached and him still inside you, both of you trying to catch your breath. “I think I’m going to go live again tomorrow after practice, do you wanna come watch?” He says breathlessly as he giggles. Head on his shoulder as you watch the rain drops hitting the pane, all you can do is hum in agreement, smile on your face, hoping he’s forgotten about your punishment..

A/n: Hyune know he was deadass wrong for going live in that tank. Looking that fucking delicious ughh I could’ve jumped through my phone and fucked him right there😖

pls feel free to like, reblog, comment, as I’m still new to the fan fic world any feedback is appreciated, smooches💋

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[starzzmissthesun]

ethel cain ethel cain ethel cain ( this is my inner monologue) what do you think of punish ?

Ughh... So many thoughts.... I'll break it down lol (and yeah I know what it she made it ab, but this is kind of what my immediate and personal thoughts were about it) (also when I say you I don't actually mean you necessarily)

First of all, I just loved it SO much. The rusty swing sets, that guitar, her voice, the lyrics, the build, all of it was just to intimate and amazing. This is gonna be a bit personal but idc, as someone who has felt so much shame over EVERYTHING in my life, it really spoke to me. Shame is something so world stopping, it makes you feel inhuman like you're born different for being unable to do things freely like others. You've always been this way. It's something inescapable. Because even if you don't do whatever you feel shame for, you still feel disgusting for even feeling or thinking it. For me, this has gone so deep that even expressing feelings so simple like happiness and interest and hope and just being effected by something is shameful and needs to be hidden.

It really felt like the dam broke for me at "only God knows", something about feeling that being watched and being understood fully is so comforting and yet horrifying. Because you were made to be like this and He knows, He knows it all and he can judge. And He won't do anything to change you, you will just be punished. Not by him, but by everything else. "Nature chews on me." You have gone against nature and it will naw on you until you finally break down into the greater fabric that makes up everything else.

I also watched her the ring, the great dark, and the proximity to God video right after. I thought the ring imagery really tied the two together. Maybe it was finding that ring, trying to get so close to God that it's scary, it shameful that you want it so bad, and that He can see you and your want. You've perverted this feeling with your want. You're greedy, overindulgent.

Back to "nature chews on me", I've always thought that everything had this electricity or energy in it, and that mixed with infinity(fate) is 'God'. Maybe you're giving into the pull so easy that you're practically being pulled and metabolized into 'God'/the grander energy that everything is. You're longing to be apart of something larger to make you feel like you are meant to be. Shame in itself is the punishment. And the effects of that is too.

Overall this song was just so amazing to me. Ugh. I've also seen many many amazing interpretations of it that r also super cool and interesting. I'm very excited for this new direction for perverts.

[hy4c1nthh]

hey. h.hey. what’s the hs keiji incident. hey.

well would YOU like to know...

okay I'll tell you

When keiji still lived in Otaru, life was pretty good. He had a wonderful girlfriend, he was happy with his self-expression, and well. yeah!! During this time, he joined a band. Some 2nd and 3rd years were putting up flyers for recruiting new members and keiji thought "why not give it a chance!". so he did!! and in the end, they chose him.

For lead singer.

Keiji is a pretty good singer, with a special knack for heavy rock songs. It was a rock band, so it fit perfectly. Their previous singer had graduated so they wanted someone new and fresh. Keiji was so surprised and so happy and he loved rehearsals and yeah they were a bit rough but god..he loved that enviroment. He loved feeling exhausted after practice he loved the feeling of pouring his heart and soul into a growl or scream he just loved it all.

Near spring/summer time, it was their first performance. Just around this time, Keiji's mom broke the news that they'll be moving to the shibuya region over the summer. This. this was a blow to him. But he couldn't think about that right now. Because that night was his performance and he couldn't let his emotions get to him. He wanted to hide away in his room but he couldn't. So he held through. Himeko came to the show, right in front of the stage at the venue.

It was time for them to go on. Keiji felt. off. But he still went on, holding the mic and grinning. The drums started to tap off, the guitars started to play, it was keiji's time to come in and-

-no sound came out.

He froze. He was frozen on stage. His hands were shaking. He could feel the stares of everyone at the venue, everyone behind him on stage, the voice of the lead guitarist chiding him. He panicked.

What an awful way to find out you have stage fright.

He never thought he would, he had always sung on stage as a kid, he was fine during rehearsal and hell, even during the audition! But with the weight of had been told to him earlier that day, and the sheer amount of eyes piercing into his body.

He ran off stage.

Himeko immediately ran after him, but not as quick as the other band mates.

The lead guitarist got hold of him first, grabbing him by the shirt and pushing him against the wall.

"Godamnit Keiji- what the fuck was that?!"

"I-I dont..know..urgh- let go of me asshole.."

"Jeez kid, and did you think before auditioning that you might be scared of preforming? or did you just waltz yourself up here to screw thing u-"

"Just shut the fuck up, okay?! I didn't fucking know that would happen, just let me go and leave me the hell alone"

"Don't you talk to me like that, Takatsuki. This'll only hurt you more than it hurts us. We can always just kick ya out and get someone new...but you'll always go on knowing you can't even preform right! You'll go on knowing you just screwed up THE BIGGEST SHOW WEVE HAD IN YEARS!"

"...f...fine. Kick me out, probably woulda left on my own anyways.."

He let keiji fall to the ground, before he got back up, narrowing his eyes at the rest of the band and running off. That's when himeko caught up to him.

"Kei- Keiji! There you are..I was so wor-"

"Leave me alone, Himeko."

"Keiji, honey...I'm not leaving you right now. Tell me what happened..it's okay..no one's upset at yo-"

"nono everyone is upset at me, okay? Fuuuucckkk..how pathetic am i?! haahaa..how did I screw up that bad?! You know it, it's true..don't lie to me."

"I would never, so stop yelling and jus-"

"I'm leaving..I. ughh...I'm moving away. I'll be gone by the mid of summer."

"...a...ah... when did you find ou-"

"this morning."

"...hm."

"...do you think...we can last long distance..?"

"...I...I don't know Keiji."

"...yeah. Yeah I uh.."

"..Keiji..?"

"...I think...it's better t..hm..I think.."

"..just say it, kei."

"...it's better to end it softly now..than messily later..isn't it.."

"..I said I wouldn't lie to you.."

"..alright..ehh..ehe...what a night..amiright..?"

"keiji..you dont have to-"

"I should..g..go home now. Ill...I'll see you, Himeko..."

"..ke-"

"..love you.."

"..I love you too."

Himeko and Keiji mutually decided to break things off- to avoid conflict in the future. They stayed close- more platonic partners if anything..but it was still weird. Keiji finished school, avoiding as many people as he could, shutting himself in his room every Sunday and skipping school at least once ot twice every week or two. or three.

Eventually he moved away, said goodbye to his friends...and of course Himeko.

He started off in his 2nd year of hs at kamikou...and immediately started a new life. He wanted to be someone else..so he did. He kept his old personality and habits but..no one here knew him! It was refreshing..but stressful of course.

One day he sees a boy practicing guitar alone after school...the rest is history :3

[ninnosaurus]

Three’s a Crowd: Two vs. One

I've had this silly thing from my topside AU in my head for literal AGES now and I just had to write it out.

Contains: Brotherly shenanigans. Mikey and Raph decides to tap dance on Leo's every nerve during a car ride by blasting music Leo can't stand. (It's CupcaKke, they're blasting 'Duck Duck Goose' with the sole purpose of pissing Leo off in public). Bayverse.

Warnings: Vulgar language, but it's literally just song lyrics

Leo laid half on his couch, half off it, his iPad resting on its stand on his plastron. He'd been watching the same livestream for about two hours. Not moving from his place. He was bored. Out. Of. His. Mind.

He'd already done the chores. Laundry was folded and put away. He'd scrolled his forums. Checked the auction sites. Nothing.

Groaning he picked his iPad up, got off the couch and trudged to the kitchen where he heard the familiar tune of a FaceTime call coming in. Touching accept he put the pad on the counter next to the fridge.

"Hey, Raph."

Leo smiled to himself when he heard the familiar sound of a large family in the background.

"Who are you calling?!"

"Guys, guys. Tone it down a notch, yea?"

Raph grunted as he was attacked and his arms pulled down.

"Leo."

Leo chuckled to himself, leaning back and watching Raphael get tugged at. Two faces came into view before his brother managed to yank himself loose. "HI UNCLE LEE!"

"Offsprings. Go harrass your mom instead." He shook his head as his face came back into view. "Tanner and Harls says hey."

The oldest popped a grape into his mouth. "I noticed. What's up?"

"Me and Mike are going grocery shopping, ya in?"

He chewed slowly, contemplating the offer. It's better than sitting at home, but he's also probably going to get shit he don't need.

" 'kay, I'm in. Pick me up in 20?"

"Mhm."

"Hey, boys!"

Their oldest brothers slapped them both on their shoulders as he climbed into the backseat. They chat about anything and everything for a while, until Mikey pipes up as he notice how they get closer to the city.

"Oh, yeah? Ya hear that, Fearless? Mikey has a new sound system."

"Sooo... I got a hold of Don the other week and we put a new sound system in my car."

The turtle next to him picked up on the tone of his brother's voice, catching on right away.

Dread. Fear.

"No!" Grabbing ahold of Raph's back rest he pulls himself forward. "Don't."

At a red light, Mikey pulls his phone up. "Let's try it out!"

All it takes for Leo to want to die is to hear the first sound of the song, before long he's trapped in a car with two brothers singing along to the song.

"Mikey, please turn it off!"

I thought I came but I peed on the dick

Pubic hair got inches, that's weave on the dick

Pussy like a tree, it got leaves on the shit

"Turn it UP? Yeah I can turn it up!" He cackles as he cranks the volume up even more. The bass making the sides of the car vibrate.

"WHAT? NO! Ughh..." Leo rubs his face with his hands before putting them over his ears. He fuckin' hates this music...

"My cakes got fatter by usin' cum as the batter!"

My nudes in your phone, takin' up your data

My cakes got fatter by usin' cum as the batter

Raph nudged Mikey on the arm. "Man, it's WARM out today!"

The voice of Raphael brings Leo back to the now. "No! Absolutely not! Don't you fucking dare do what I think you're about to, Raph!" He looks on in fear as another red light is coming closer and closer, fearing what is about to go down.

"You're right, bro. It IS warm out today. I'll lower the windows for us!"

I only call you Captain, 'cause your dick is off the hook

I can make your dick stand up (are you ready?)

Like Statue of Liberty once we fuck (so hard)

"MICHELANGELO! I am BEGGING YOU! Turn. It. Off or I'm disowning your ugly ass!"

His brother just laughed as he continued to sing along, albeit being way too into it.

"Cut the dick off, took it home with me, 'cause any dick that long, it belong with me"

Just in time for them to stop at a red light. All of the car's windows are down. It was enough for them all to already be famous for being the savior of human kind, and for allowing other mutants to walk the streets.

"This pussy iconic, yeah it moan with me, put your finger in the hole, come bowl with me."

Turn double-dutch with yo' balls while I'm jumpin' on your dick

Tell your grandma sew my pussy, since you split open my clit

Coochie guaranteed to put you to sleep so damn soon

Ridin' on that dick, I'm readin' Goodnight Moon

Ugh... I'm not looking forward to seeing this on Twitter later.

Some girls next to him laughed as he saw them pull up a phone, obviously filming how the youngest was grinding his hips in tune with the song. With Raphael laughing so hard he was having a hard time breathing. Meanwhile, Leo was trying, but failing, to hide from everything.

The brief thought of faking his own death and moving back into the sewers crossed his mind.

Taglist: @redsrooftopprincess, @the-cauldron-witch, I have to tag @thelaundrybitch too because Leo is s u f f e r i n g and needs a hug.

Lemme know if you want on iiiit!