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linawritestwst · 7 months

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wearing matching halloween outfits with your bf! (gn!reader)

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this is my entry for @twistedchatterbox 's halloween collab! my prompt was "dress up (together)"!

characters: ace trappola, cater diamond, leona kingscholar, azul ashengrotto, floyd leech, kalim al-asim, vil schoenheit, idia shroud, lilia vanrouge

genre: fluff

warnings: none

ace trappola.

♡ "come on, y/n, hurry up! the dorm leader's gonna be real mad if we-".. o-okay, he didn't expect that you'll choose an outfit that looks just like his, not counting some slight changes. he was pretty sure you're gonna go with something different. a-and why does his face feel so warm?.. ugh, this is embarrassing, he shouldn't feel this way just because you've decided to match with him.

♡ "ace, ace, look! hehe, don't i look cute?~" yes, you do. but obviously, he's not gonna tell you that. no, he's gonna go "halloween's whole thing is that you gotta look scary, not cute!" while his heart is beating so fast and his cheeks are only becoming more red. this shouldn't be a big deal, all of his dormmates are dressed up like this after all, but something about you two wearing the same outfit is.. like, it feels like something couples do, you know? even though you two ARE a couple, but still..

♡ "hmm? is it just me, or are you.. blushing?" okay, he has to get out of here. he quickly reminds you that you two are gonna be late, grabs your arm while trying not to look at you, even though it's so hard, and you two leave. you try so hard not to laugh because you know so well that he IS blushing right now. he's just trying so hard to act cool, but ends up being cute instead.

cater diamond.

♡ he also needs a moment before his brain can process what's going on. and when it actually does process it.. oh boy, he's gonna take SO MANY pictures of you. and he's also gonna take pictures WITH you! he needs everyone to know how adorable his s/o is and how good you two look together. it's just so cute, you two look like an actual couple!

♡ he is so excited, he can't stop smiling and he keeps holding your hand the entire time. every time you do something cute, he immediately takes a picture. come on, y/n, at least smile a little!~ but if you're not comfortable with that, he'll understand. if you don't want him to post those photos, he won't, please trust him. he can just keep them for himself to look at later <3

♡ oh, but now you have to be prepared for wearing matching outfits with him for like.. every single holiday. cater loves matching with you too much, it's just so nice and so fun and.. um.. m-maybe it feels like your relationship is actually serious a-and you actually love him and- n-no, he probably shouldn't talk about it. he doesn't want you to think he's weird, haha..

leona kingscholar.

♡ .. why exactly are you dressed like this? is this the outfit that you were so proud of earlier? why is he finding out about this only now? sure, all savanaclaw students are wearing the same outfit, but.. he just knows that you chose this exact outfit just because you wanted to match with him and nobody else. ugh, why are you like this..

♡ okay, he has to admit that you being so happy and acting all excited is kinda cute. no, he won't admit it out loud, shut up. he will just silently admire you when you don't notice it and if you're very, very lucky, you can see the corner of his mouth turn up a little, forming a smile, but the moment he sees you looking at him, he'll immediately turn away. not so good with being honest about his feelings, is he?

♡ you just keep following him around the entire time and the savanaclaw students try so hard not to tease their dorm leader about it, but they know well what's gonna happen if they do so, so instead they just try to see it as their dorm leader being so cool and having an extremely loyal s/o. eventually leona becomes kinda annoyed with you refusing to leave him alone, so maybe a quick kiss on the lips will shut you up at least for a minute?

azul ashengrotto.

♡ hm.. for some reason you changing is taking a bit more time than azul expected.. he'll wait, of course, but he still asks you if you're having any problems with anything, just in case. "o-oh, uh, it's just a little hard to move with these things.. they really are like bandages, haha." .. bandages? hold on, isn't that octavinelle's theme this year? ".. darling, i am sorry if this sounds rude, but could it be that our costumes are actually more similar than i thought they would be?" ".. yes-"

♡ .. y/n. when he said that your costumes could be similar, he didn't think your costume will be an exact copy of his. what is going on, y/n. and why is his heart beating so fast. why does he actually find it cute. oh no. quick, he can't show it, he doesn't want you to make fun of him even though you most likely wouldn't. he clears his throat and tries to stay calm, but it's hard, because it's like.. you planned this as a surprise for him, didn't you?

♡ you wanted to make him happy and well, congratulations, this mission was a success. he softly kisses your hand and tells you that this outfit suits you well and even if you fall because of the "bandages", he'll be right there to catch you, so you don't have to worry about anything. except he's wrong and it's actually him who trips like five minutes later and you have to catch him.

floyd leech.

♡ "shrimpy!~ ugh, what's taking you so long.. huh." yeah, sorry, floyd is not like azul. he's not gonna wait. you're being too slow? yeah, he's coming in. he has no shame. and well.. he really did not expect you to wear the same costume as him. like, if he remembers correctly, you've said that you will wear something different?.. haha, it's okay, shrimpy, he likes surprises.

♡ i hope you're ready for lots and lots of affection from him. he's gonna hug you, he's gonna squeeze you, he's gonna pick you up (he doesn't care about your height. he WILL pick you up. you have no choice), he's gonna bite you- okay, okay, fine, he'll try to calm down. he can't promise anything though. it's just!! you're so cute!! and so squishy!! and so biteable!!

♡ hey, hey, you two are going to wear matching outfits for other holidays too, right? come on, you gotta do it. and you look so cute in this particular outfit too.. be careful though and watch where you're going, because he might use the bandage-like details of your outfit to make you trip and fall right into his arms. come on, don't be mad at him, it was just a silly little prank~

kalim al-asim.

♡ .. he is SO happy. he's literally jumping and running around and his eyes are so sparkly and his smile is brighter than the sun itself, you actually have to close your eyes. he literally goes :O and points at you and turns to jamil and turns back to you and goes "JAMIL!! THEY'RE- WE'RE- WE'RE MATCHING!!!" jamil has to calm him down and say that's just something everyone in scarabia is wearing, but kalim refuses to listen to him.

♡ i hope you're patient enough because kalim is just. he's just a cute little puppy who will run around and will show you off to everyone he knows. "hey!! hey!! hi, look, this is y/n, my s/o! o-oh, you already know them? ohh, you must be very happy to see them again then!" he's literally acting like spongebob in that one episode where he made squidward wear a salmon costume and introduced him to everyone.

♡ but again, kalim is actually very happy because the concept of you two doing something together, even if it's just wearing the same outfit, is just so.. like, it warms his heart. it makes him feel like you two really are together, you know? like you two really are a part of each other's lives and maybe there's a chance that you'll be able to spend the rest of your lives together.

vil schoenheit.

♡ you're taking a little more time than he expected. but before vil can say or do anything, he suddenly hears your voice and turns to you. "haha, s-sorry, this outfit was a little hard to put on.. man, it's so detailed." hm? what does that mean- oh. oh. you're wearing the same outfit as him. oh. his head goes empty for a second, but only for a second, even though that second means a lot to someone like him, before he can react properly.

♡ but before he can say anything about your outfit, he notices that your hair is a little messy. and what about your makeup? dear, you know that you would look so much better with different colors.. no, no, this won't do. he has to help you out. he immediately drops everything he was doing before this just so that he can fix your hair and makeup. yes, he doesn't want to be late, but also, it'd be a shame to just let his s/o look like this while he's serving as always..

♡ while he's working on your makeup, he can feel that you're a little worried, most likely about him "not paying attention to your outfit". he smiles softly and kisses your forehead before telling you that you shouldn't think so low of him. of course, he noticed it. and of course, he loves how you look in it. it's an honor for him to wear matching outfits with someone like you. he just thinks that if you two are going to match, you both deserve to look like the most beautiful couple of this school (even if you two already are one)~

idia shroud.

♡ "guess who?~" you ask playfully, covering idia's eyes with your hands. he screams and starts shaking, but he still recognizes your voice. "u-uh.. y-y/n?.." "aaaaand you're right!" you let idia look at you and finally see what you're wearing. wait. wait hold on. hold on, let him just. n-never mind, his brain totally stopped working. girl help he's about to lose consciousness. not because you're so scary, but because you're so cute.

♡ oh. oh his s/o is matching with him. oh sevens. okay, let him just. let him just take a deep breath, in and out. look, what did you expect from him, it's not something that happens every day! okay, you really are wearing pretty much the same outfit as him. but.. why? "oh, i just thought it'd be fun", you shrug your shoulders. idia is shocked to hear just how chill your answer is, but you know that he'd be more shocked to hear the real reason why you did this.

♡ hm? so what's the real reason? uhh.. honestly, you just wanted to see his reaction. you thought it'd be cute and you were right. your boyfriend is going insane in a good way, his face is red, his hair is pink and his little brother is trying to calm him down. ortho is a little confused at first, but then he looks at you and. ohhhh, okay, he gets it. "ah, are you just so happy that you'll be able to match with y/n?" "ORTHO PLEASE-"

lilia vanrouge.

♡ you aren't sure if this is a good idea. you aren't prepared for all the teasing from lilia that's most definitely going to happen. but also the idea of matching with him sounded so cute.. so here you are. lilia was actually in the middle of talking to other diasomnia students, but he could still feel that you're here, so as soon as he was done, he looked at you and. u-uh.. are you going crazy or did his face just become slightly more red than usual?

♡ his face really did go red, but only for a minute, and right after that lilia basically runs to hug you and that hug is so sudden, you both fall on the ground. he laughs and apologizes to you, he was just so happy to see you and you look sooooo cute! here, let him help you get up. to be honest, he actually was kinda hoping to match with you.. and you look even better than he imagined!

♡ you can just see how proud he is of you being his s/o and he doesn't leave you alone for the entirety of the event. that's it, he's holding your hand and going "ah, have you already met my lovely partner?" and looking at you like you're the best thing that has ever happened to him and you have no choice. and yes, prepare yourself for a huge amount of teasing and flirting and hope that your heart can handle it.

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forays-into-fiction · 2 years

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The Box

You had been noticing some of your things going missing. At first it had been easy to dismiss, a hair tie here, an almost empty bottle of lotion there. But more recently it had been items harder to ignore, photos of treasured memories, items of clothing, so on and so forth. But you had no idea where they could be disappearing to, why would anyone even want that stuff, it’s not like it was valuable or anything.

Minors DNI

Contains: Perv!Eddie/Perv!Reader, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining/Lusting, Masturbation, Sex Without a Condom, Dirty Talk, Slight Degradation, Mentions Creepy Behaviour That Goes Excused Very Quickly

Eddie escorts you to the front door of his trailer, holding the door open for you before following through. “Hey, I’m just gonna grab a shower real quick. You can make yourself comfortable in my room, you know the drill.”

You nod following him through to his bedroom, dropping your bag to the floor and sitting cross-legged on his bed while he pulls things out of his wardrobe.

“Only be a minute, you can pick out a video if you want. They’re just there.” He nods over to his desk and you follow his line of sight.

“Cool, will do.” You reply as he moves towards the bathroom.

Eddie strips off his clothes hurriedly, he’s been half-hard since the moment you stepped into his van, the way your little skirt rode up exposing more of your thighs to him distractingly. He’d been glancing over repeatedly the whole ride, practically white-knuckling the steering wheel. He doesn’t think you noticed… hopes you didn’t notice.

Stepping into the harsh spray of the shower and pulling the curtain closed behind him he wastes no time in gripping his cock, stroking it to full attention. He thinks about those soft, supple thighs as his hand glides over his length with a muted groan. He realises there’s not much distance between the two of you, only the thin wall separating you, you just in the next room over… in his bed.

He bites the inside of his cheek stifling his moans. This is so wrong, this is so wrong he thinks to himself, but if it’s so wrong why does it feel sooo good another little voice counters. His head falls forward resting against the wet tile in front of him, the strong metallic taste of iron fills his mouth.

He’s close, so close he can feel it fast approaching. He imagines you in those little black, lacy panties he’d found. He imagines flipping up the hem of your skirt and pulling them to the side and cumming all over them, your thighs, the way it would drip over your folds. Imagines you spending the rest of the day like that covered in his cum and it tips him over the edge, splattering the wall in thick, hot, ropey strands. It washes away quickly and he rushes to finish cleaning off.

There’s a handful of tapes sitting on his desk, as you approach you can see Alien, Body Double, 9 ½ Weeks and Sixteen Candles. You know which one he would expect you to pick, he would’ve rented it just for your benefit too. Instead of going for the obvious you opt for Alien, not recognising the other two. Secretly you love horror movies, but you tend to overplay your reactions, giving you an excuse to squeeze yourself into him, burying your face into his shoulder, pressing your tits against his chest as your nipples pebble against him. The jump scares do get you sometimes, but never bad enough to warrant the reaction you give. He’s never complained before, but when you do pick out a scary movie, he always gives a concerned, ‘Are you sure? You know how scared you get with these movies.’ To which you can’t help but reply with some variation of, ‘Yeah, but its ok, I’ve got my big strong Dungeon Master to protect me and I know how much you love them, so…’

Video in hand you move back to the bed, listening to the sound of the water running, absentmindedly tracing patterns on the blanket beneath you. You grow bored rather quickly, tossing the video aside you pull your backpack up into your lap looking for something to occupy yourself. You don’t find much, you grab a notebook and pen doodling on it for a bit when you’re satisfied with the little drawing you’ve done you tear the page out and stick it to the wall behind his bed next to the banner that hangs there.

After returning your notebook to your bag, you pull out your chapstick freshening your lips, but as you go to put the cap back on it slips from your grip tumbling beneath the bed. You sigh sliding to your knees, reaching an arm under his bed blindly. Your hand bumps into a wooden box, you can’t help yourself, curiosity overwhelms you. Pulling it out staring down at it, you recognise it as the project Eddie had worked on in shop class, noting the little love heart you’d carved into the side.

You pop the lid off and gasp at the sight before you, it’s a veritable treasure trove of your belongings. Things you thought you’d never see again, photos, hair ties, a pair of black, lacy panties, a mostly empty bottle of your lotion, a travel sized version of your perfume. You look closer, some of these photos are ones you’ve never even seen, taken without your awareness.

The sound of the shower cutting off breaks you out of your stupor and you’re scrambling to shove the lid back on, flinging the box back under the bed. Leaping back onto the bed trying to look innocent, chest heaving with ragged breaths you try to calm yourself as Eddie begins opening the door. He walks in pants slung low on his hips, as he towels off his long curls you leer at his bare chest eyes traveling down to the sparse trail of hair that peeks out over the top of his waistband. He tosses the towel onto the bed and shakes his head like a dog before moving to his wardrobe picking out a shirt and pulling it over his head.

He drops onto the bed slinging an arm around you, “So what d’ya want to watch tonight?”

He notices as you stiffen against him, flushing bright red, “Hey, what’s the matter? You, ok?” He asks softly.

You leap out of his embrace, backing away from the bed, stuttering, “Uhhh… I gotta… I gotta go.”

You bolt out of the room hightailing it through the front door.

He sits there for a moment, frozen in shock before chasing after you.

“Hey, where are you going?” He calls after you. “What’s wrong?”

“I just gotta go Eds.” You shout back over your shoulder.

“But I drove you here.” He shouts back.

“That’s ok, I’ll walk. I could use the exercise. Bye.”

He doesn’t know what to do, he wants to go after you, wants to insist on at least letting him drive you home. Trying to think what could have happened that set you off like that… it couldn’t be… no, there was no way. You hadn’t heard him surely, he’d done his best to keep quiet, bit the inside of his cheek ‘til he drew blood for Christ’s sakes… unless something slipped out without him realising, a moan, some other offensive sound, your name. No, no that couldn’t be it… but what else could it be. He spends the rest of the night agonising over what could have happened to send you running like that.

You on the other hand spent the rest of your night with your fingers buried between your thighs, writhing around on your bed, biting on your lip to keep from moaning too loud. Your mind conjuring thoughts of Eddie getting himself off to you, your panties wrapped around his hard cock, your photos spread out over his bed, him cumming in thick, hot spurts over his stained mattress… is that how he would do it… or maybe he’d stuff your panties in his mouth like a makeshift gag, muffling his cries as he fists his cock desperately, finishing all over one of your photos, you’d definitely seen some residue on a few of them.

You spend the next few days avoiding him like the plague, you don’t know how you’re ever going to look him in the eye again or how to behave around him now. Not a day goes by that you don’t think about the contents of ‘the box’, every waking moment, every fitful dream… you can’t escape it. Soon even dirtier thoughts fill your mind, thoughts of adding to his collection. Posing for some naughty photos, leaving him your dirty underwear, a fresh bottle of lotion, on and on the thoughts race through your mind. You wonder how he’d react if suddenly one day there was something new there, something he didn’t put there.

And then one night you do take those photos you’d been thinking about. Picking out a set of lingerie that you think he’d like, you get yourself all worked up snapping photos along the way. Pulling your panties to the side swirling your fingers around in your slick before plunging them in. Playing to the camera as best as you can. You orgasm three times that night, leaving your panties a soaking mess, you bundle them up with the polaroids you’d taken and shove them in the drawer beside your bed.

This is the longest the two have you gone without speaking since you met, he’d been trying to reach out to you this whole time. Calling your house, dropping by unannounced, trying to catch you at school, all to no avail. You’d managed to avoid him, but not without difficulty. He’d even sent one of his little Hellfire Club members with a message, begging you to just talk to him, but you refuse.

However, Eddie manages to corner you in the halls after school one day, dragging you into an empty classroom.

He stands in the doorway blocking your exit, you avoid looking at him, “Hey, what the fuck is going on? Why won’t you look at me? Why are you avoiding me?” He hisses angrily grasping your chin tightly forcing your face towards him.

You keep your eyes downcast as he continues, his tone softening slightly, “Seriously, y/n what’s wrong?”

You shake your head in his grip, refusing to answer.

“Please. Please tell me what’s wrong… I-I can’t…I can’t lose you.” He implores, words catching in his throat.

It tugs at your heartstrings and you finally look up at him, his eyes glassy with unshed tears, his tone desperate, “Was it something I did?”

You hesitate, yes and no, it was also something you did, but you can’t even begin to explain it to him.

“Please, you’re my best friend. Please, don’t do this.” He begs.

You feel yourself tearing up too, you can’t bear to think that you’re hurting him, “Eddie, please just let it go. If you let it go maybe we can go back to normal.”

“That’s all I want… to go back to how it was before. But I gotta know was it something I did, something that we could have avoided?”

“No.” It’s a half-truth, but it’ll do.

“Are you sure?” He presses.

“I’m sure. We can move on pretend nothing ever happened…”

“If that’s what you want. Would you… would you like to come over tonight, maybe watch that movie we were supposed to…?”

“Tonight?” You ask in a strained voice.

“I mean it doesn’t have to be tonight… whenever… whenever you’re free is fine.”

“No, uh tonight is fine I just…um, maybe I could swing past my house first?”

“Yeah, sure we can do that-”

“No, no I mean just me, I’ll uh drive over myself.”

“Yeah, that’s cool too… I gotta pick up some videos again anyway.” he breaks into an uneasy grin.

“Could I… could I get a hug… it’s just, it’s been so long and-” He ventures uncertainly.

You cut him off wrapping your arms around him, “I missed you, missed this.” He mumbles into your hair, pulling you closer.

“Missed you too Eds.” You admit.

You pull up to his trailer, parking by his van, you flip down the visor staring at your reflection. You try to psych yourself up, you can do this you’ve done this a million times it’s just a movie night with Eddie. But you can’t help but think to that little bundle you’d slipped into your bag, almost as an afterthought, it’s practically burning a hole in the front pocket. You shake your head as if to clear it, now or never you think before springing to action grabbing the bag and throwing open your door.

You knock on his front door, you haven’t knocked on his door in almost as long as you can remember. Usually you’d just barge right in, but nothing felt normal anymore. Eddie calls out to you, “Just a minute…” before appearing in the doorway shifting nervously from foot to foot, “Oh, uh come in.” He jumps aside ushering you in with a sweep of his hand.

You’re thankful he didn’t question the knocking and you also don’t acknowledge his odd behaviour.

“So, uh I brought some snacks.” You hold up the bag, freezing momentarily when you remember your panties shoved deep in the front pocket, among other things. You clear your throat, “So, um anyway… your bedroom, like always?”

He nods, leading the way as you trail along behind him. You settle into your usual spot dropping your bag to the floor gently.

You don’t know what possessed you to bring them but you had. Tucked away in your bag by your feet, that little bundle of ‘gifts’, you can’t stop thinking about it as you pull out a stash of candy. You can barely focus on what he’s saying, he clicks his fingers in front of your face snapping you back to reality, “Hey, I said, do you want popcorn?”

“Oh, uh yeah sure, that’d be great. Thanks Eds.” You smile up at him nervously.

“Ok, be right back. You can set up the movie if you want. Did you still wanna watch Alien? I know that’s what you picked out last… um, last time, it was still on the bed when you… when you left.” He asks tensely. You nod in response and he exits the room.

The screen crackles to life and you pop the video into the little TV/VCR combo unit you had gifted him, to much protest on his behalf, for his eighteenth birthday.

Pausing the film and turning back to the bed you bite your lip, you have a chance now… you could slip it into the box now, while he’s distracted. You can feel your face heating up as you contemplate it, glancing over to the slightly ajar door before thinking fuck it.

Kneeling down by your backpack you pull out that little bundle and fish around under his bed for ‘the box’. Flipping off the lid you arrange your items neatly, unfolding them you place your underwear in first, followed by the polaroids on top and finally a new bottle of your lotion, little bow tied around it… was that too much? Maybe, oh well. You slide the box back under his bed.

Eddie renters his bedroom quietly, he didn’t mean to sneak up on you, just wanted to ask if you wanted extra butter on your popcorn. But when he sees you kneeling on the floor, ass up, hand reaching under his bed he can’t tear his eyes away, barely able to hold back a groan, until… under his bed, oh shit. He scrambles to action, sliding to his knees in front of you wide-eyed and panic-stricken he grabs your arm firmly, the one still under his bed trapped on top of the box.

“What are you doing?” He hisses at you a mix of desperation, panic and anger seeping into his voice.

You sit there frozen staring into his eyes as they bore holes into your own, “Umm… I-I dropped my chapstick?” You answer uncertainly.

“Ok, where is it?” He demands.

You’re speechless, unable to respond, you know you don’t have a chapstick in your hand.

“Go on show me.” He insists.

“I… uhhh…” You stutter.

He drags your arm out from under the bed, your hand knocks the box, flinging it out to rest between the two of you.

Both of you stare down at it, his head snaps back up to look at you but you can’t bring yourself to do the same.

“Did you open this? Did you see this?”

You don’t trust your eyes not to betray you, you can’t look up, “No, uh-”

“Don’t lie to me. Did. You. See. This.” He hisses again.

You remain silent.

“You did, didn’t you… if not now, then… oh my god is that… is that why you took off that day?”

He grips your chin harshly, forcing you to look at him, “Is that why you went running for the fucking hills? And what, you came back here to get rid of it or something?”

“No…” You mumble, looking anywhere but his eyes.

“No? Then what are you doing?”

“I… uh… just… just open it, Eds.”

He gives you a puzzled look before tossing the lid off, leaving its contents laid bare between you.

He picks up the lotion, wrapped in its little bow, turning it over in his hand.

He splutters, “Wh-what’s this?”

“Just… just keep looking.” You turn your head away in shame.

He looks back to the box, mouth dropping open in awe. He picks up the photos next, flipping through them gasping as they get gradually more and more explicit. He notices the panties next, dropping the photos beside the box to hold them up observing them. “Are these… are these the same ones from the photos?” He groans.

You nod still avoiding his gaze.

“Goddamn… what… why…” He’s unable to finish his thought.

“Well, I um… you’re right I did find it that day, but it’s not what you think.” You rush to explain, finally looking up at him. “I uh, I saw this and I… I dunno I thought… I thought it was kinda hot.” You cringe a little. “And then suddenly you were back here, half-naked practically dripping wet, then you were all pressed up against me and I just… I didn’t know how to process it I guess.” You shrug.

He smirks at you, “You thought it was ‘hot’? Who knew you were such a little perv?”

You give him a slap, and whine, “Oh, shut up, it’s not like you’re not a perv too.”

“Oh, sweetheart you have no idea.” He hums, “But, then why did you run away, why did you avoid me for so long?”

“I just… I couldn’t face you after, especially after what I did…” You trail off.

“What do you mean? What did you doooo?” He asks intrigued, drawing out the last syllable.

“I uh, I fingered myself when I got home and I… I thought about you. About how you might use the stuff in your box.” You bite your lip.

He groans in response, “God damn, that is the hottest shit I’ve ever heard. Is that… is that when you took the photos?”

“No um that was a few days later. I just couldn’t stop thinking about you, the box, everything and the idea kinda just popped into my head to maybe give you something in return.”

“Awww, so generous of you.” He teases, standing and offering you his hand. You grasp it and he pulls you to your feet, guiding you to sit on the bed before plopping himself down beside you.

“So… what do we do now?” You ask awkwardly eyes downcast, twisting your hands in your lap.

“Well, we could just watch the movie, or…” He trails off.

“Or…?” You look up at him hopefully, into his eyes, now clouded with lust.

“If I’m honest I popped a semi as soon as I saw your cute butt wiggling around in the air and it’s only just been getting worse since.” He admits with a groan. You hazard a glance down at his crotch to see the tent that’s formed there and let out an involuntary whine.

“You wanna… fool around a little?” You offer glancing back up at him.

“I want anything you’ll give me.” He sighs.

“O-ok… I gotta warn you though I don’t really have much experience with this stuff.”

“Me too, it’s fine.” He assures you, “We can figure it out together.” He smiles softly.

His hand comes up to cup your face and he leans in hesitating before his lips meet your own. “Can I…?” He breathes out.

You nod, your eyes fluttering closed as he presses his lips to yours. He’s quick to deepen the kiss, groaning into your mouth. You part your lips letting his tongue explore your own.

When you break apart, both panting he murmurs against your lips, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

“Me too.” You sigh. “Ever since-”

He cuts you off, “Don’t. Don’t, I don’t wanna know how long I could have had you… how long I could have had this. Just too stupid to figure it out.”

You slap his chest, “Don’t say that, you are not stupid!”

“But-”

“No! I won’t hear it. Now you better get back to kissing me Munson.”

He pauses uncertainly, you fist your hand into the front of his shirt pulling him back in capturing his lips between your own forcefully.

“Mmpf… yeah… mhhhh… yeah ok.” He moans into your mouth between kisses.

Your hand wanders down his chest to palm at the prominent bulge in his pants. He bites on your lower lip drawing back, draging his teeth along it before releasing.

“You, uh… you wanna get naked for me?” He asks tugging on your shirt.

“Yeah…” you hum in agreement pouting up at him, “do you wanna take off your clothes too?”

“God yes. But you first, I wanna watch.”

“O-ok…” you lower your hands shakily to the hem of your shirt raising it over your head slowly before dropping it on the bed beside you. He gapes at your chest, hands coming up to hover over the swell of your breast.

You sense his hesitation and grab his hands pressing his palms into your sensitive flesh. He groans and gives an experimental squeeze drawing a soft whine from between your lips. He stares on appreciatively as you snake your hands behind your back to release the clasp of your bra, brushing his hands away to pull it free and tossing it away.

His hands are quick to return to their original position now circling your nipples with his thumbs. “This is… goddamn, this is better than any wet dream I’ve ever had.” He murmurs.

You giggle teasing, “And we’ve barely done anything yet.”

“God, I know. Can I… can I get you to lie back?”

“What happened to ‘getting naked’?”

“Yeah, changed my mind, want you to keep your skirt on… if that’s ok?” He rushes to add. “It’s kind of… part of a fantasy I want to try.”

“Yeah, sure.” You reply moving to lean back against his pillows.

“Thank you.” He mumbles moving to straddle you, towering over you.

It’s your turn to tug on the bottom of his shirt now, “Can you get rid of this though, I wanna see you too…” You bat your eyelashes at him. He eagerly hooks a hand into the bottom of his shirt pulling it over his head tossing it aside grinning at you. You run your hands over his chest your eyes following along with their movements. Your fingertips come to rest at his handcuff belt-buckle and you look up into his eyes as you undo his belt. Unzipping his jeans, you tug them down to his knees before rolling down his boxers to join them, his thick, hard cock springs forth, the tip flushed and dripping. Your eyes widen at the sight, “You got a pretty cock Eds…” you breathe out in admiration.

It twitches in response, “God, sweetheart you’re too good to me.” He moans.

The way you squeeze your thighs together beneath him doesn’t go unnoticed by him and he smirks at you devilishly, “Someone’s getting a little antsy, aren’t they? What do you want sweetheart? Tell me.”

“Touch me, please…” You whine.

“Where do you want me to touch you?” He brushes his hands along your neck, down your shoulder, “Here?” He teases.

“No. Down… down there.” You pout, tears welling up in the corners of your eyes.

He reaches down trailing his fingertips in circles over your knee, running his hand up under your skirt to your thigh and squeezing firmly, so close to where you need him, “You mean here?”

“No, Eds! I mean… I mean my pussy.” You sob with a pathetic broken little moan.

“Oh, all you had to do was ask, sweetheart.” He moves torturously slow, flipping your skirt up and tugging your panties to the side exposing your sopping wet cunt to the cool air of his room.

He runs two of his fingers through your slick folds, groaning appreciatively, “All this from just a little groping, god you’re such a dirty little girl, aren’t you?”

“Oh god, yes. Just for you Eds.” You gasp as he begins to circle your clit.

“Yeah, tell me again how you touched yourself thinkin’ ‘bout little ‘ol me. Tell me, what was I doing in your fantasy?”

You can barely think straight, only just managing to stutter out, “Thought… mhmmm… thought ‘bout you u-using my… hmmm… my panties to jerk off… thought ‘b-bout y-you cumming all over my photos.”

He plunges his fingers into your entrance as he continues, “You wanna know about my fantasy?”

“Yes, please Eds.” He wiggles his fingers in a come-hither motion stretching you out in a way that has you panting.

“Well, in my fantasy I’ve got you like this, skirt flipped up, panties pulled to the side as I jerk off above you. When I cum it goes everywhere, all over you right here…” he pushes his fingers even further into you, you begin clenching down on his digits, “then I pull your panties back in place, make you walk around all day, feeling my cum dripping out of you, spreading all over you. You want that?”

“God yes! Eds please I’m cumming.” You wail as your walls pulse around him.

“Fuck, that was hot.” He groans while slipping his fingers out from between your thighs leaving you trembling beneath him.

He stares down almost trancelike, at his slick digits, slippery with your cum before pushing them into his mouth sucking on them as his eyes drift shut moaning obscenely.

“Fuck me Eds.” You whine desperately.

His eyes snap open and his hand drops from his mouth, “Uh yeah, god yes… let me just find a condom.” He leans over to his bedside table but you grab his arm.

“‘S fine don’t need one I’m on birth control an’ I wanna feel it when you cum, wanna feel it inside…”

“Fuck, you keep talking like that I’m gonna blow my load in like two seconds…”

“‘S ok if you do, I mean I already came jus’ wanna make you feel good now.”

He growls pushing his jeans and his boxers down to his ankles kicking them off at the edge of the bed. He grips the waistband of your panties moving to pull them off but you stop him, “No leave them, you can fuck me with them on like in your fantasy, you know just pull them to the side.”

“Goddamn, you are like the best wet dream ever, come to life…”

You hook a hand behind his neck cutting him off and pulling him into a searing kiss.

You pull your lips away from his reluctantly, “You gonna fuck me now or what?”

He lets out a rumbling groan, “Yes princess, anything you wish.”

Gripping his shaft at the base with one hand as the other pulls the fabric covering your entrance to the side, he rubs the head along your folds teasingly before slowly easing himself in. He pants out, “Let me know… if- if it’s too much, ok?”

“Mhmm.” You mumble gritting your teeth at the slight burn as your walls stretch around him, while not your first you are unaccustomed to anything of his size.

He bottoms out resting there for a moment allowing both of you to adjust to the sensation before testing the waters with a shallow thrust. His hips shift into a steady roll and you bite your lip whining at the sensation, flexing your walls around him.

“Oh god, you feel sooo good… I can’t believe you’re letting me do this, fucking you raw…” He gasps.

“Oh, Eds I’m not just letting you do it, I want you to.” You reply breathily.

His hips slam into yours as he lets out a broken moan, “God yes, my dirty little girl wants me to cum inside her.”

“Yes, ‘m yours Eds. Wan’ you to fill me up.” You pant.

“Oh god ‘m not gonna last much longer do ya think you can cum again?” He asks desperately.

“Yeah, maybe… lemme try something.” You drop your hand between your joined bodies, swirling your fingers around your clit and bumping against the base of his shaft.

Your eyes roll back, mouth dropping open in a silent scream as you clamp down around him. He bucks up into you one final time, hips stilling and unloading deep within your wet heat with a cry of your name he collapses on top of you. The two of you lay there, bodies quaking with aftershocks and panting into each other.

He slips out of you moments later readjusting your panties patting them in place as your combined fluids leak out, staining the gusset.

He presses a kiss to your thigh before breathing out “You were so good for me sweetheart.”

“Yeah? Do you think we could do that again sometime?” You look down at him hopefully.

He rakes over the length of your body coming up to face you “Oh, sweetheart you’re not going to be able to keep me off of you now.” He chuckles darkly, pressing a quick kiss to your lips.

You giggle at his response, “Good… So, you still wanna watch the movie?”

“I guess, if you want.” He shrugs.

You nod moving to grab your top, pulling it back over your head forgoing your bra. He moves to grab his own clothes pulling on just his boxers and shirt.

“You still want that popcorn?” He asks moving to the doorway.

“Yes, please.” You grin at him.

He returns bowl of popcorn in hand, he starts up the film and snuggles up to you.

You munch away at the popcorn in his lap, he spends the whole movie anticipating your reactions, but they never come. He’s confused normally you’d be a jumpy mess long ago, you don’t even flinch when it comes to the chest-burster scene. He pauses the film looking at you eyes narrowed, quirking a brow, “Hey, what gives?”

“What’re you talking about Eds?” You mumble back through a mouthful of popcorn.

“You are not reacting to any of this like at all, what gives? Normally you’d be a mess right now, halfway in my lap-”

“Oh, uh yeah about that… I was never actually scared in any of the movies we watched.” You admit with a sly grin.

“What? Then why-” He splutters.

“Cause I wanted to touch you, wanted an excuse to be close to you… so, I… faked it a little.”

“Oh, you little… here I was thinking you had no idea the torture you were putting me through, but you knew, you did it on purpose?!” He gasps affronted.

“Well, I didn’t know it was affecting you too. I just wanted to be closer to you.” You pout.

“We’ll, I guess that worked out for you huh?” He teases.

You smirk back at him, self-satisfied, “It did, didn’t it?”

As you shift from side to side happily in your seat on the bed there’s an audible squelching from between your messy, sticky folds.

Eddie gasps, “Shit, I fucking heard that. Goddamn, you’re gonna be the death of me, I swear.”

You giggle, grabbing his hand to push his fingers against the drenched fabric between your legs and he inhales sharply.

“Are you trying to start something again… already?!”

“Maybe…” you reply cheekily grinning up at him.

He groans head hanging down towards his chest before snapping back up and pouncing on you, “Come here then.” He growls.

#eddie munson fic #eddie munson smut #eddie x reader #perv!eddie #perv!eddie x reader #perv!eddie x perv!reader #perv!eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie munson x y/n

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koolades-world · 1 month

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Hihihihi, in case ya remember me, im the Pain-sensitive anon, and in case i will request again remember me as BigS, because my requests are as big as my S, but enough about that.

Poor you, so many requests. Drink water, be stronger that those 637181 requests, don't let them kill you!!!

But im here to torture you with another one~

So i have an album with 3814 Asmodeus screenshots(I FKIN LOVE MY BOYFRIEND!!!), and i had an idea "dam, if Asmo became real, it would be very hard to explain why i have 4k pics with him... " So here is request!

Brothers, finding out that MC's new hyperfixation is... them?

Apparently MC is neurodivergent or something like that, and as many neurodivergent ppl, they have a hyperfixation! They just randomly becoming very interested in something specific and collect stuff with it, talk with everyone about it, and remember every single detail about it! Like Levi with TSL.

But one day, brothers realise that MC stopped talking about their past fixation and was less interested with it. They think that "Oh, they probably just found something new!". But one day, they take MC's phone just to find that... They have a giant album in their gallery that is dedicated only to him????

The album has every photo he posted on Devilgram, every photo that he send MC, some unique photos that MC shooted themselves, even some chat screenshots with times when he said something cute to them! They even was photographing thigs that "reminds of him". Like some cheeseburger with "Beel vibes", Blue flower that "Looks like Luci" or gorgeous mannequin that "feels like Asmo".

If its someone like Asmo, he would also notice thta MC started buying their fanclub's merch! Like "Asmo lover #1" shirt or "Lucifer best man!!"cup(Luci is very popular, he probably also has some fanclubs! i hate this guy tho)

I think Levi and Mammon would die from embarrassment. Asmo would die out of happiness and Satan with Luci will try to pretend like thay never saw that. and idk about other ones. :P

I think that would make a cute fluff and a very scary situation if it was real uwu

Thats all

Have a nice dayyyyyyyyyyyy~~~

-BigS aka.AlgophobicDude

hey! great to hear from you again :)

haha thank you! been slowly knocking out requests one at a time and let me tell you it's a lot more fun than it might look haha

i wrote this while wearing a pink cowboy hat. i just wanted to share that

you got it! enjoy!!

Mc with a hyperfixation on the brothers

Lucifer

is this a human thing?

he's happy to indulge you as long as you're not too loud about it out in public

especially please don't share those pictures with anyone, like mammon. he will sell those, especially the ones he only intends for you. please

he's happy you don't hate him, actually. you make this old man very happy haha

Mammon

he would never tell you, but he's also got a photo album dedicated to you

also has a note on his D.D.D. full of all the things he never said to you but hopes to be brave enough to one day to tell you

he doesn't tell you he's got that though, not in a million years

he really loves that you're hyperfixated on him because that just means you care about him just as much as he cares about you

Levi

as expected, he's very flustered

he knows what it's like to have a little blorbo and he would give anything to be able to see them daily in person and live with them

he's over the moon once he realizes this and despite his embarrassment, he pushed through to spend more time with you

he's so dedicated <3

Satan

he's probably the most puzzled

he's always learning new things about humans even when he thought he knew everything

he knows and trusts you so from time to time, he'll take a picture with you in mind that he knows will remind you of him

all in all, he does think it's a little strange but won't stop you since he's never seen you happier

Asmo

like they said, you're literally about to become the number one member of his fanclub!

lucky for you, once he finds your asmo photo album, he's feeding into your hyperfixation

you get lots of exclusive privileges, such as early morning selfies and all his merch for free, including prototypes

he's always ready to pose for a picture for you. every side is his good side!

Beel

he's a little confused but he's happy to make you happy

he listened to you talk about your hyperfixations the most beside levi so he's quick to pick up on this shift

to make you happy, he decides to make a handmade adult bib just for you haha and at first he's a little sad but then he finds it while digging for your snack stash

you've never worn it once because it's hanging in your closet next to your fancy outfits <3

Belphie

you what? is his initial reaction

from the outside, it seems like it doesn't bother him or that he could care less

but, on the inside, he's elated since he thought after how he tricked you, you'd never want to be close to him again

now, you're the very thing that makes you excited to wake up every morning by his side

#obey me #obey me!#obey me x reader #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me lucifer #obey me beel #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me belphie #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date

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leclvrc · 1 year

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european romance pt. I ♡ cl x reader

summary: being set up on a blind date might not be too bad after all

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yourusername red is the color, red is the lover 🎶

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yourbestie when the date lasts all day >

yourusername you get it 💓

ynfan ugh we we robbed of a full fit pic!!!

goddessy/n red is so stunning on her omg. her colour fr

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alexademie love the suspense 🖤

yourusername you'll find out soon enough babe

carsandfashion am I reading this correctly.... isa liked this???

goatmilton ISA??

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enews beloved it-girl off the market?? say it ain't so! y/n has been on everyone's mind lately. from being on the cover of vogue for the first time in her career, to making all of us run to the stores to emulate her style! but people are looking to her now as she teases us with brief glimpses into her new adventures in the dating world! who do you think has her so hooked?

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ynfan I'm scared that it's another fuckboy 😭 last time she went mia for five months, i can't take that again!!!

carsandfashion you're so real 🤣

yndefender look at herrrrr she's so pretty ❤ just gonna ignore the fact that those look like stalker pics

carsandfashion on my knees, begging her to date a nice boy this time around 😧

mabeljs anyone know the book she's reading... asking for a friend

babemisty whose house is she sitting in front of anyway 👀

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elleusa in this months issue, we were able to capture @.yourusername in the streets of LA! she talks us through being THE it-girl of our time, blind dates and how scary dating can be after a long break and her very own street style fashion! make sure to pick up an issue whenever you can and visit us on our website to read the interview online.

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bellahadid cover girl ❤

yourusername soul sister ❤

yourusername thank you so much for having me @.elleusa! it was a pleasure and I must say, I look quite dashing on that cover 😉

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zendaya a serve

ynfan the look and dress and attitude uhm MA'AM do u want us to die???

gossipblog stunning! but I'm way more interested in who she talks about in her interview 👀

yourbestie she came to kill 🤕

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yourusername when your date turns into an impromptu photo shoot <3

📸 my love

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alexademie that for sure happens to all of us

yourusername I'll be your photographer next time 💕

ynfan MY LOVE PHOTO CREDIT??? WHO IS IT GIRL WHO

goddessyn SHE'S SO STUNNING!!!! ugh whoever it is is so lucky

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yourusername he sure is 😌

elleusa let us know next time you want to bring your own photographer 😉

goatmilton I'm fr so in love with her, but SPILL who is your man!!

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charles_leclerc off-season 🙌🏻

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scuderiaferrari already counting down the days until the new season 😢

pierregasly mate you did more than just see your car and play piano 🤣

carlossainz55 does he send you pictures all the time too

tifosi16 charles goes mia since abu dhabi and then comes back to drop... two pictures

charleslechair MA BELLE???

honeybadger no exactly... i need all the details rn, like fr fr

charlos excited to have you back on track!!!!

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yourbestie you abandoned me here in sunny LA for THAT view? well suddenly I'm not mad anymore

yourusername girl 😭 I'm showing him that one

yourbestie ask him if any of his brothers are single

alexalvr where is @.charleslechair girl... doesn't he have two brothers?

charleslechair AND I STAY WINNING!

pierregasly visit milan if you can 🙌🏻

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honeybadger ik pierre likes everything but telling her to come to MILAN?? nah she's fr fr with charles

ynfan ugh the fit.... and ig charles isn't too bad either

yourusername what's a charles?

ynfan MA'AM???

charleslechair what's a charles 😭😭 like half her comments aren't flooded with mentions of him

#f1 instagram au #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x you #this is running so long but therell be a second part hehe #**mine

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simplydnp · 4 months

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who's hand is in this picture?

A Mathematically Rigorous Proof That I Spent Too Long Writing

welcome to university math: dnp hand edition

(no, don't leave, you'll be fine i promise)

to begin, we need a statement to prove. we have two options:

- the hand is dan's hand

- the hand is phil's hand

now, for most proofs in university math, you are told a true statement, and you must show why it is true using logic rules, definitions, and theorems. but, we do not know which of these statements are true, so we have to find out.

to prove that a statement is true, we must show that it is always true for the situation presented. to show a statement is false, we must present a single instance where the statement is false (also known as a counter example).

a quick not scary math example:

definition: a prime number is only divisible by 1 and itself.

statement: all prime numbers are odd

(this is false, because 2 is a prime number and it is even. you don't even need to check if there's any others, all you need is one single case where it isn't true to disprove it)

so now that we have a little background on proofs and how to prove and disprove them, we go back to our two statements.

the thing with this situation is, one of them must be true (unless you're gung-ho on someone else holding dan's face while phil takes a picture on his phone of dan in his glasses, in which case, i applaud your commitment, but in actuality this proof will cover that option too)

the full statement we have is: dan is touching his face or phil is touching dan's face

now, because this is Real Life and we have a picture where a hand is touching dan's face, we know already that one of these options is true (as mentioned above) but! using symbolic logic you could also come to this conclusion.

this type of statement is an 'or' statement, and if you're curious, you can look into 'truth-tables' and see why, but at least one of the options must be true.

back to the proof at hand (bah-duhm-tss)

okay. now, proofs also must be 'general' in order to mean anything, really. these are statements of truth of the universe, not just for individuals. so, we will prove this generally.

we have 2 people involved, so individual 1 (dan, the owner of the face and potential face toucher) will be labelled as 'D' , and individual 2 (phil, the possible face toucher who does not own the face) will be labelled as 'P'. thus, this can be true for any such D and any such P.

so with our 'or' statement, in order to prove it, we pick one of the options and say that it is not true, and we have to show then that the other is true.

step 1: let's assume this is not P's hand. (assumption)

step 2: thus, it must be D's hand. (what we take from our assumption)

step 3: now, if it is D's hand, we look at what a hand on one's own face is capable of appearing like. (a definition or true fact about step 2)

the position in the given photo shows the hand with a thumb on the cheek, and a finger on the forehead. so, we find an example of a person with their fingers in the same position (or close to) and see if this supports our claim.

consider:

now, with this image, you can clearly see how the subject's right hand has the thumb on the temple and index finger on the top of their head, however, it is a close enough position for our case.

from the view of the camera, the closest finger to the camera is the edge of the pinkie. in fact, it will always be the closest finger to the camera in this position, assuming the subject has all fingers and no additional appendages.

step 4: we now compare this to our photo (we verify if this holds to our claim or contradicts it)

in our photo, the closest appendage to the camera is the edge of the thumb.

step 5: thus, it cannot be the case that D is touching their own face. (what the evidence says)

step 6: as we assumed it was not P's hand and have shown it cannot be D's hand, and as this is an 'or' statement both of these claims cannot be false, we can therefore conclude it must be P's hand. (our conclusion: re-stating the statement and assumptions and conclusion)

step 7: we verify that P is true (optional step but in beginner proofs you generally show why your case works)

to do this, i will show a picture of a person touching another's face, and compare it to our image.

consider:

now, this image is not exactly the same, similar to above. however, P's left thumb is on the cheek, with their index on D's temple. the closest appendage to the camera (if it were in a similar perspective as our original) would be the edge of the thumb.

comparing it to our original:

our comparison holds.

thus, we can conclude that the true claim in this statement is that P must be touching D's face, which, in particular means that:

phil is touching dan's face in the image

thank you for partaking in phannie mathematics. we now know. i am not sorry.

bonus:

phil has a hitchhikers thumb and dan doesn't so why was this necessary at all 🤡

#genuinely might be my magnum opus #please don't be scared of the math there's not numbers if anything it's more logic than what most people would know as math #this was purely for fun. my brain just saw the anatomical options while ive been staring at that photo since we've gotten it #dan looks sooo good in phils glasses and i cant not think about it yknow #dan and phil if you read this. hi. hope you enjoyed the math lesson. loved the video btw. thank you for wdapteo 2023.#also shout out to all my other math major phannies. love you. hope you enjoyed #dnp #c.text #dan and phil #and for the hell of it:#math #mathematics #math proof

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rboooks · 10 months

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In The Royal Consort:

I just imagined a scene where Danny accidentally cried or bleed and that makes the favorite assigned bodyguard appear all spooky and knightly

Fright Knight

The second one drop of blood or tear hits the floor the sun suddenly is covered by clouds and this chilling sensation travels to everyone's spine (Clockwork laughs)

Danny hides his face between his hands cause: omg this is so humiliating, why does the knight have to be so protective!? He isn't a kid! In fact, Danny is stronger than him!

But everyone around just assumes they started a war by hurting the very loved spouse of a very powerful king

Fright Knight walks through a portal and points his sword to the persons that hurt his Lord and spoke all scary and well, frightening

Meanwhile we have a combination of Danny and Batboys trying to calm down the situation (Danny casually hits the ghost all: dude! Relax! Everyone has a mini heart attack)

John Constantine is having a panic attack when he sees the news (you just know someone was making an live all the time) cause this powerful entity surely has to be the assigned protector of Prince Danny and if he appears it was to avoid that the king himself drains his husband when he's already hurt but that only means he was probably furious waiting for an explanation!!!

Danny just wanted a coffee that Tim told him (he just wanted like, enough caffeine that would kill him)

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On the other hand, you just know Twitter is going crazy

People are having passionate debates about the situation, maybe for Danny's age, Is necrophilia?, Fanfiction and fanart, Ghosts aren't real and everything is just a government plan, who's Danny and why he was selected and a Buzzfeed Unsolved/The Watchers video (Ryan spends half the video laughing cause he was right! Shane is 😐🙂 well I didn't expect that but at the same those places they went weren't haunted)

Director movies are watching the news, wondering if they can make a movie about them (normally they'd said that they have to wait to them be dead, that is the norm with royals but like... Dead or not is the same here, isn't it? Can they or not make movies and series about them?

Danny is suddenly the subject of everyone's curiosity. His life, photos, his friends and classmates are on the news and internet all the time

People are just asking why him? What makes Danny Fenton, a normal teenager, so special to have one of the more powerful and mighty entities in the universe so found on him? So in love?

Government/criminal societies/companies are making plans of seduction the king and becoming his consort too maybe stealing Danny's place so they can have access to Phantom wealth and power

This situation is just to say: a ghost appears to attack him while he's in public with a lot of attention from paparazzi and passengers (a friendly attack causes he's far away from his lair and they're checking? A rebel trying to take the throne?) One of the Batfamily tried to stop him but didn't have the weapons to stop them

Danny has to defeat him in his human.

But Danny doesn't even look scared, he just attacks him like a professional, like if defeating this powerful entity was nothing to him and after a few minutes he has the ghost in the thermo and Danny looking normal

I, for one, I'm sure that people would find that very hot of him and the internet reaction would be like: for that reason 😯

Danny went from being an invisible loser to "Oh shit, he's kind of hot" overnight due to the internet hyping him up. There are thirst edits all over the internet and people are eating it up, especially when Wes' blog leaks out footage videos of him doing crazy flips and ghost fighting as a human.

Meanwhile, Fright Knight is screaming, "I will protect my liege's chastity!" which is really not helping Danny.

#omg #dc x dp crossover #I love this #Royal consort au

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000marie198 · 2 months

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a litte headcanon i thought a few munites ago

sonic is the ulitmate photobomber, there has been millions of photos across the planet with blue streak behind them and there no way to plan for it, he is fast enough to pose for the picture and be gone before you even turn around, there a ton of then

Imagine Sonic and eggman beating the life outta of each other in background of your family photo

he will never apologize for this

Vdrgghghbghb YES! This is so real I love this headcanon

I think I made a HC like this one with Sonic Wachowski in some other post but yes Love me Sonic who photobombs every picture

Remember that Sonic X episode where Sam challenged him to a race and it appeared to be a tie so they checked the slowed recording frame by frame? Yeah, he does stuff like that on the regular. This is what happens when a silly teenager who loves having fun is given super speed

He'll infiltrate Eggman's base and make faces at every security camera while running past them. They're a little secret 'gift' if Eggman or Metal ever reviews any footage

He'll be like a little cryptid ghost urban legend in places where he never frequents but shows up in the group photos of teams like them unsolved mystery pics where a person who's supposed to be dead is in picture taken after their death kinda deal but like, more cool than scary.

What is Sonic the hedgehog doing at our wedding? Why is he amongst the graduates? Etc. Most of the people don't mind getting photo bombed by Sonic, they are instead excited.

The people who'd actually be most annoyed are his closest friends because his bombs in such pictures are so hilarious and half the time his expressions are those of a little menace enjoying causing them misery. (He's reclining over the Master Emerald in the picture Knuckles had asked Tails to be taken for commemoration and record. He's grinning evilly from behind with mints in hand as Tails captured some images for his video's thumbnails. He's blowing a raspberry at Abraham Tower in the official picture of Team Dark receiving some award. He's playing dead in the background of his friends' selfies, he's moonwalking on Tails' live stream and disappears before Tails reaches the lounge, he teams up with Charmy to ruin Espio's timer photos of cool ninja poses, he shows up in one of the images of Amy's picnic with half the deserts gone and stuffed mouth while giving a deer in headlights look at the camera, she turns around after checking the photo and nothing is there but half the deserts are gone. )

#Sonic my silly SILLY son i love him #sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sth #sonic headcanons #ask answered #cosmo-production #miles tails prower #knuckles the echidna #team dark #g.u.n.#amy rose #team chaotix #espio the chameleon #charmy bee #dr eggman #abraham tower

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One day Crybaby leaves Soap a crochet ducky instead of a twig and wax figure. No explanation, just a duck like that dangling over the slightly open window.

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Cuuuute, but now I'm thinking about those webkins googles from the early 2000s. Flat duck. I always thought they were so cute and doofy lookin'.

Here's Soap not being allowed in the house(he's gotta get some tips from Price on that)

You hold a little orange webbed foot between your lips as you sit next to the window and sew. The foot's twin is carefully attached to the lumpy body of, well, you suppose it could be called a duck. It has a bill, and little nubby wings, and it's sort of shaped like a duck. You're not great at sewing. But your therapist suggested looking into hobbies with fewer noxious fumes, so here you were.

Soap leans against the open window, arms crossed to cushion himself on the windowsill. He watches you sew with keen interest, his head settled on his folded arms. You're always flattered by his attention, the way his electric eyes seem to shine just for you, he's terribly charming. He's not so scary in the light of day, not when he's so docile like this. Still, you're happy to be safely tucked inside.

You throw another ladder stitch and pull it tight, watching the thread disappear into the seam as the little foot attaches itself to the body. You give it a gentle tug to make sure it's properly attached and tie off your stitch. You snip your thread and loop the remaining bit around your finger to knot it again. At least you've got the hang of that.

"What's chasing you, hen?" Soap mumbles, his eyes heavy from the sun. You shrug, take the second flipper from your mouth and try to position it on your duck.

"Dunno," You hold up the flipper to find the best hiding spot for the tail of your thread and push your needle through to start the seam, "I've never seen it properly, just felt it."

Soap hums, lets his eyes drift closed. You can't say you don't feel the same, the warmth of the sun through the window is enough to make you drowsy. Maybe you should've made a cat instead, he sort of reminds you of one when he's like this. Then again there are a lot of things Soap reminds you of.

"You sure you can't see?" He asks. You're pretty sure. If you could see all the monsters that walk around the city you wouldn't have thought you were crazy so long. "What's it feel like?"

You pause your stitching to think. "Like walking through a spiderweb," You tell him, going back to your work. He hums again.

"Sounds nasty."

You giggle, something about him always makes you a little giddy. You think it's how easy it is to be around him now that you have an idea of how he works. You trade gifts for... well you suppose nothing. His appreciation, maybe. You don't know what he gets out of it besides the offering, or what he does with the things you give him.

You tug your thread tight to check the seam. It's a cute duck, even if it's kind of shitty. You flap the little flipper feet with your fingers and tie off your thread. You set the floppy thing on the table to snap a photo of it. It's funny how quickly you can switch from giving it away to wanting to keep it now that it's done. When you glance at Soap his eyes are open, watching you over his arms.

"Give it here," He holds a hand out. It's not so much a command as it is a gentle ask. You suppose you did say you'd give it to him when it was done. You hand him the duck with a heavy heart.

Soap stands, turns the plush over in his hands with a smile. His teeth catch his lip, eyes fond in a way that makes your heart heavy with something new. He holds the duck out to you after a few turns, the soft white fabric of it glowing with sunshine. You hold your hands out the window, suspicious, and he sets the plush in your grip.

It's warm. You pull it back inside, not sure what he's doing, or what he's done.

"What's that look?" He laughs.

"You're giving it back." You don't really know how to explain the weirdness of him rejecting your gift. It feels strange, alien in a way you haven't felt before.

"No, I'm lending it to you," He leans against the windowsill again, "It's not much, but it should help you sleep." You blink at him, at the duck. The warmth of it feels like it's spreading through you, drowsy just like laying in the sun. It feels like the long summer days of childhood, like being tucked safely into bed with the sun just falling behind the horizon.

"Thank you," You tell him, flapping the duck's little nubby winds for yourself. You can feel his smile grow, the shine of it, the burn of his heat.

"It's my pleasure."

#they're talking about fucking THREAT #y'all are lucky they're running errands or they'd be so offended #john mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish #soap modern warfare #soap cod #soap mw2 #soap x you #soap x oc #soap x reader #john mactavish #john mactavish x you #oc: crybaby #fae!Soap #hooks and tethersssssss #This is a little further into their relationship #but I wanted to write them being soft with each other

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jarofstyles · 7 months

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FICTOBER DAY 17- Does This Movie Really Scare You?

Here is something from the Skater Boirry universe hehehehehe

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Warnings- idk if this needs it but I know some of y'all are afraid of haunted dolls so a movie w that is mentioned so dsfbsbakndbfask

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“Does this movie really scare you?” Y/N giggled, feeling Harry hide his face in her hair.

She had not at all anticipated her boyfriend being nervous about a movie about a haunted doll, but she was finding it a little comical. Harry was usually pretty nonchalant about things, wasn’t scared of much, so when she suggested they have a scary movie marathon for halloween instead of getting wasted, he was fine with it. They’d made some snacks and Harry had even bought her a cute halloween blanket- it had Sanrio characters in halloween costumes in it!- and conceded in the fight of wearing matching Halloween pajamas. He’d even let her post a photo, which was a win for her.

The first movie had been a documentary called Demon House, one from a paranormal investigator who had bought a seemingly possessed house. Harry had scoffed at some of the evidence they pulled, questioned the validity of others, and didn't seem to mind it. But when Annabell had been pulled up on the screen, he had been much more quiet.

“It’s not scary.” He scoffed. “It’s just creepy. Who the fuck likes dolls like thay anyways?” He froze for a second, looking to Y/N with an apprehensive look on his face. “For the love of god, please tell me you don’t have any hiding away that I’m going to be exposed to when we move in together.”

Y/N’s brain malfunctioned slightly at the mere mention of moving in together. It had been mentioned a few times but they were enjoying school currently, but she did always wish they lived together. For real this time. Sleepovers were great, but she’d do anything to wake up to his gentle humming and observation of her every day. Morning Harry was so soft and cuddly, she never got tired of it.

“I don’t. I was a stuffed animal type of girl, and barbies. I didn’t love the other dolls too much.” She put him out of his misery after snickering about it for a few seconds. “If it’s too scary, we can turn it off and watch another show or something. I don’t mind.”

“It’s not too scary for me, babe. I just think its’ stupid and the doll is creepy but you chose it. It’s all up to you tonight so, if you want to keep watching we can. I don’t mind either way.” He sniffed, grabbing a M&M she had mixed into the popcorn and popping it into his mouth.

Y/N knew what that meant. Grabbing the remote, she giggled as she turned it off and went to search for something else on the TV, squeaking when he pinched her side lightly and made her jerk. His hand grabbed the popcorn bowl before it could go flying, thankfully. “Oi! What the fuck was that for? I was just laughing!”

“Because you thought I was scared. I’m not.” He said adamantly. “We can turn it back on- I don’t mind. Don’t sit here and giggle like a little shit because you think I’m scared.”

Y/N could only laugh harder as he vehemently denied it, making it seem only more true in her head. “I know! Relax. I’m not gonna tell anyone.” She shook her head. “It’s fine. I have to grab more drinks anyways. Did you want a Coke or did you want water?” She asked, stretching her arms above her head.

“What I want is for you to stop that little grin.” He grumbled. “When we have kids, we are never allowing dolls into their rooms. Sorry.”

Y/N couldn’t help it now, a smile growing on her face as she paused to look at him. “Oh? First, we’re moving in… now we’re talking about kids?” She hummed, turning to kiss his cheek. “Is this on your mind a lot? Cause m’not about to let you knock me up for at least another 4 years.”

Harry groaned, cheeks heating up a delicious little pink that Y/N wanted to bite. His cheeks were bitable, after all. He leaning his head back on the couch, running a hand through his now messy hair. “Of course I’m thinking about it. But now you’re teasing me, so you can go get the drinks and when you come back, we can talk properly about it if you want. I’ve been bullied enough.”

#jarofstyles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles one shot #harry styles fanfic #harry styles smut #harry writing #harry styles imagine #harry drabble #harry styles blurb #harry styles writing #skaterboy!harry #skater boi #skater harry styles #jarofstyles fictober 23 #jarofstyles fictober #Harry fluff #Harry styles fluff #Harry styles angst #Harry angst

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ohmyeyesmyeyes · 1 year

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beef with wasps

f!singer x andrei svechnikov

warnings: mentions of anaphylactic shock/severe allergic reactions, swearing, light joking of near death (to be clear: nobody dies in this), some fluff

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ynofficial: on behalf of y/n - she is conscious, well and in great hands. she told me to spare the details on what happened, but does want you guys to know that after suffering a wasp sting earlier this afternoon, she was rushed to the ER after going into anaphylactic shock. she gave us all quite a scare and will be in overnight for observations, but doctors are positive she'll make a full recovery

S x

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gracieabrams: thinking of you and wishing you the best recovery! <3

fan1: who tf is s?

fan2: that must have been terrifying, so glad she's ok now

fan3: sending love

reneerapp: ❤️❤️

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ynofficial: they gave me so much fucking adrenalin i have a rocket up my arse rn and he's just gone to the vending machine bc im so hungry so im taking this opportunity to tell you guys that i almost died today but im ok and the reason theres no selfie is bc i look like a pickled dick rn and as charles boyle once said life is a party and im the pinata xxxxx and he did get me flowers without me even asking so im vv in love rn

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fan4: sorry you almost died?????

fan5: babe what did you think anaphylactic shock was

fan6: does the adrenalin also increase the meme usage

fan7: so she almost dies AND reveals she might be in a relationship??? my heart is breaking twice tonight

fan8: ok but the flowers???? she's got a real one there

fan9: i mean i'd like to think if you almost died your partner would get you flowers...

fan10: lmao you'd think so wouldn't you

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ynofficial: back home! i'm now on house arrest because "there aren't any wasps inside" (we have beef with their butts now). needless to say, it was scary for everyone, but as you can see, miley (the cat) is the only one unbothered. i'm currently typing this from under a human giant and i'm loving every second.

i'd also like to take the opportunity to apologise for my loopy instagram posting and let everyone who purchased tickets for the phoenix show know that they will be refunded. again, i'm incredibly sorry for any inconvenience!

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fan11: and you expect me to believe that human giant in the photo is NOT svech???

fan12: he also likes cats

fan13: and in her other post, it was signed off with 's'

fan14: girl don't apologise

fan15: is he ok?

ynofficial: bit teary but we're recovering!

fan16: NO SVECH DON'T CRY EVERYTHING IS OKAY

andrei_svechnikov37: ynofficial you almost died i'm not letting you go that easily

fan17: SVECH HELLO

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andrei_svechnikov37: the family emergency has made a full recovery! (thank fuck) i also wanted to come on here and say that i'm unbelievably proud of this girl, and hilariously in love with her

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fan18: crying happy tears this is adorable

fan19: SVECH STOP RUINING MY STANDARDS

fan20: i love how she's wearing red in the last two pictures

ynofficial: shh he hasn't caught on yet

fan21: i've only had y/n and andrei for a day (officially), but if anything happened to them, i would kill everyone in this room and then myself

fan22: am i the only one who wants to know how long they've been dating?

fan23: no!! i do too

ynofficial: you're making me blush

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fan24: y/n is so precious and idk who andrei is but i love him just for this caption

fan25: svech is definitely a cuddler

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ynofficial: i can't find the right words to express how happy and grateful i am to have you in my life, so i'm just going to settle with i love you so fucking much that sometimes i can't breathe because of it, okay?

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fan26: is andrei the inspiration behind out of my misery?

ynofficial: yes

fan27: you guys make me sick in a good way

fan28: wow you've got taste y/n

andrei_svechnikov37: saying you can't breathe is a bit too soon

ynofficial: LMAO I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE

andrei_svechnikov37: i love the love though

fan29: y/n i can't-

fan30: how long have you guys been together?

ynofficial: one and a half years!

fan31: y/n not being overly mushy on instagram and casually announcing she's dating an nhl player is my favourite part of this year so far

#andrei svechnikov x reader #nhl social media au #nhl fic #nhl imagine #hockey fic #hockey imagine

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daisyblog · 1 year

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Carpool Karaoke

When We Were Young Masterlist Summary: One Direction help James get to work.

“Hey man, hey mate..it’s me. Listen..I’m in a real bind traffic-wise, I know you’re in town, is there any way you’ll just be able to help me get to work?...Ugh are you serious?..Alright…yeah I’ll see you in two minutes okay” James spoke into his phone whilst sitting in the driver's seat of the car.

The passenger's side door opened and James greeted Niall “Hey man..thanks..thanks for this..I really appreciate it. The traffic...”, James was interrupted with the back door of the car opening with Louis entering, “James”.

“I only need one” James tried to explain but YN, Harry and Liam followed behind Louis and began to get comfy in the backseats, “I really don’t need everyone...Waaw” James said whilst looking confused at the entire band sitting in the car. Despite YN and Louis not being on the best of terms right now, since they broke up, they both put their media training to use and wear their best fake smiles as they were told they had to sit next to each other, to avoid fans and press thinking they were anything but civil right now.

“The more the merrier right?” Niall asked James.

“I guess, I guess..yeah, alright”

"Make sure you get your belts on" Louis spoke next to YN as he reached for his seatbelt behind him. There wasn't much room in the back so YN was squished between Harry and Louis, so she leaned forward in her seat, one for more space and two so she could avoid looking at her ex-boyfriend.

"If anyone needs a wee-" James said.

"I need a wee" YN joked, hoping James might stop the car to allow her to change spots.

"Hold it" James instructed, making YN pout "Do you mind if we listen to some music"

From her place between Louis and Harry, YN began to shout “One, two, three”

The whole band and James began to sing…

You're insecure, don't know what for You're turning heads when you walk through the door Don't need makeup to cover up Being the way that you are is enough

Everyone else in the room can see it Everyone else, but you, ooh Baby, you light up my world like nobody else The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell You don't know, oh-oh You don't know you're beautiful

If only you saw what I can see You'll understand why I want you so desperately Right now I'm lookin' at you, and I can't believe You don't know, oh-oh You don't know you're beautiful, oh, oh-oh That's what makes you beautiful

As YN wiggled back slightly because she could feel her seat getting warmer, she could feel Louis' eyes on her but she choose to stay looking in front before she spoke.

“Who the hell put my seat heater on…stop it boys" James and Niall laughed hysterically in the front “My ass is on fire” YN continued, but Louis was quick to turn to look out the window with a smirk on his face.

As James pointed out a car that was following them with some fans inside trying to take photos, Liam explained that the fan had been following him for weeks.

"Is it scary having people find out where you live?" James asked.

"It does get a bit..um..scary when they're kinda like close to your house" Louis began to explain, before turning to YN "Do you remember..that time I tweeted about there being nothing worse than not being able to have a cup of tea in the morning 'cause we didn't have any milk" YN swallowed at Louis mentioning the memory so casually despite them hardly saying two words to each other for what felt like years. "Within an hour...someone's ringing me doorbell..there's like this forty-five-year-old woman..she comes to the door she's like 'here's the milk'..and I'm like aw well thanks love"

Noticing YN dip her head to her eyes are focused on the floor, Harry playfully pinches her hip and she turns her head towards him and he puts up his thumb, a little gesture they do when they want to check that each other is okay.

The band had just done a band harmony with James and the intro of Best Song Ever began. YN, Liam and Harry moved their fists up and down into the air as they were dancing together. “..to the best song ever” James hit Zayn’s high note, and in sync, the whole band stopped and stared at him in shock with the biggest smiles on their faces.

“Go on James..hit that note” YN encouraged and start clapping for him, making James laugh.

“Bands when I was growing up would always do dance routines and wear the same clothes..and you’ve really kicked against that..why?” James asked.

“Because it’s weird” Harry said with a serious expression on his face.

“We just made a decision that we weren’t going to be that band” Niall explained.

Harry interrupted “I think it makes that when at the start people are dancers..and none of us danced”

"Don't put YN into the same category as us for dancing lad" Louis tried to compliment, making YN turn her head to look at him, to which he gave a friendly smile. She knew he was trying to win her back, he'd been trying for weeks but she wishes he would stop saying little things in interviews, on stage and when others were around. It was getting harder each day for her to get over him. Wishful thinking on her behalf.

With an idea already in his head, James suggested the band have a dance routine at some point.

“Why don’t you choreograph it for us and we’ll do it” YN suggested.

“Here’s the thing” James began “You never made a video of No Control..and I think we could make a video with choreography” At the mention of No Control, YN tensed up because it was no secret that Louis had written the song and it wasn't rocket science to know that he had written it about his sex life with YN.

“Alright” Louis agreed.

“Ok..come with me on this” James said before showing the band the actions to each line from the chorus of No Control.

“So you do this…waking up beside you” James instructed whilst leaning his head on his hand and then lifting his head up and pointing forward, each of you copying his actions.

The next action made everyone laugh, “I’m a loaded gun”, James points down to his crotch, all of them copying. YN and Harry glanced at each other with raised eyebrows, wondering what James was going to think of next. Not going unnoticed Louis whispers something into YN's ear, making her roll her eyes at him but fans were quick to point out that whatever Louis had said to her made her lips turn up into a little smile.

“I can’t contain this anymore” with everyone's hands out in front of them. For “there’s no control, no control” James instructed them all to wave their finger out in front of them.

Next, James and Niall gave the band in the back, matching denim jackets to create the video. Everyone performed with sass and really gave the fans what they wanted.

“Do you know the game sleep with, marry, cruise?” James asked and continued to explain the rules of the game.

Niall was first, “Niall I’ll give you three people, you're three are Demi Lovato, Selena Gomez and Tina Fay” James stated with a cheeky grin on his face.

Niall began to think, but it didn’t take him too long “Sleep with Tina Fay”

“Nice” James interrupted with an impressed smile.

“Marry Selena Gomez”

“Good choice, why not”

“And go on..go on a cruise with Demi Lovato” “Great fun, great voice” James stated and was proud of Niall’s choices.

But what fans were really interested in was Louis clearly looking at YN whilst Niall answered and mouthing the words "I'd marry you".

The intro to Perfect began to play and instantly the band all started to sing whilst clapping their hands to the beat.

But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms And if you like having secret little rendezvous If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do Then baby, I'm perfect Baby, I'm perfect for you And if you like midnight driving with the windows down And if you like going places we can't even pronounce If you like to do whatever you've been dreaming about Then baby, you're perfect Baby, you're perfect So let's start right now

One thing that didn’t go unnoticed was the way YN kept glancing in Louis's direction as she sang.

To end the band and James sang Drag Me Down, all clapping in sync.

All my life, you stood by me When no one else was ever behind me All these lights, they can't blind me With your love, nobody can drag me down

Nobody, nobody

Nobody can drag me down

During the bridge, YN began to rap,

Ain't nothing to break a chain or two Nothing to nothing to break chain W Hear the spit about a penthouse view Yo changing, looking out from my red house view yo That's all is done when the boys come through yo Changing, looking out from my red house view (what) Don't think about, be it What nobody can do D to the R to the A to the G me down, ain't nothing to be around Harry and, James, woah woah Niall, Liam, and Louis and YN too Woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, woah, woah, woah The boys looked at her in shock but couldn’t help but dance and encourage her. Louis started shouting, and Harry clapped along.

YN and Harry harmonise your first high-note riffs together.

“Nobody can drag me down!”

They both keep singing loudly in Liam and Louis's ears to annoy them but as they both get to the second note they can’t help it any longer and just both burst into laughter. James turns in his seat and bursts into a high-pitched laughter too!

“Thanks for helping me get to work guys”

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