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cantcatchmeee · 2 years
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jhugas · 11 months
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‘PROVE IT. I’- Jeon Jungkook
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✿✼:*゚:༅。.。༅:*・゚゚・⭑
Genre: smut
Pairing: rival!athletic!Jungkook X afab!athletic!Reader
Summary: You and Jungkook both got 1st place in a competition, and as a prize you’re both invited to a luxury hotel. The thing is, you both hate each other. What will happen when Jungkook who believes you’re a slut, gets drunk with you?
Word count: ~2k
Warnings/tags: penetration, clit play, heavy make out, curved dick!Jungkook, jk slut shames the reader (she answers), having sex while drunk, con sex, f gets two orgasms, rough; sloppy sex; make out, mentions of being filmed/ photographed by paparazzis while doing it, very slight aftercare but at least it’s here, unprotected sex (be safe), cums in her, you’re both pretty famous.
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You and Jungkook are enemies. It’s simple, from the moment you both got the 1st place at a competition and the same score; war has been declared.
During separated competitions, you’d always get similar scores. So many people would compare you two to each other and said they wanted you two to be against each other. But now that it happened… you got the same score and you couldn’t be more furious about that. You and only you deserved this place. He was an asshole, a complete bastard. He kept on sending you messages on Instagram saying he was about to win, that you weren’t good enough and other shits like this. Let’s not lie though, you did answer to his insults and tried to humble him, but he’s just too full of himself.
The competition was 3 days ago. Pictures of you two were posted on the competition’s official account, and let’s say everyone noticed the tension between you two; you were both staring at each other fist clenched and ready to fight.
This kept going till you both left the field, but this wasn’t the end. Having two winners wasn’t part of their plan, but they couldn’t just change the rules. So as a prize, you won a trip to « The Grand Deluxe Pool Villa », a huge hotel that’s luxury and famous. Not to mention the gorgeous view you have and the perfect pool. Indeed, it is the perfect destination, but you won’t be alone. This competitive, full of himself boy will also be there. And the worst is; you’ll both be in the same bedroom.
Well… at least you got different private jets.
Today is the day you have to leave, you just finished your baggage and you’re ready to go. Not your first 1st place but your first private jet for sure. You can’t help but be annoyed at the fact that he’ll be there. Fun fact, he’ll arrive an hour before you, so from the moment you leave your apartment, you can say bye bye to your intimacy and peace. On the way to the airport, the taxi driver recognized you, you took a picture with him and from the moment he posted it, there were already comments like:
“I can’t believe they’ll be stuck together”
“this whole thing is so funny to me”
“ain’t no way they’ll survive with a pool beside them… one of them is definitely about to drown”
So it was official, everybody knew you’ll be together and everybody knew that you hated each other.
The private jet was gorgeous and the travel was fine. Only drawback; there wasn’t any food? So after all these hours, you were dying of hunger. All you wanted to do was to arrive to the hotel, and eat. Another taxi driver brought you to the hotel and you were finally there, in front of the big door that’s the entrance of hell and heaven simultaneously.
‘Why you taking so long’
A deep voice said through the doorbell. Shit. It had a camera. You huff and tell him you don’t have the damn keys.
‘Beg to get in’
‘Shut the fuck up and open the damn door.’
He laughs and opens it. He doesn’t even look at you that he starts going back to the pool. He was only wearing his bathing shorts, and some bruises over the competition a few days ago now. You close the door, put your baggage down and immediately go to the kitchen. To your surprise, he cooked. Some little dishes were on the table. You ate all of them then decided to join him. You changed and put on your bikini then went to the pool.
‘Dressed like a slut I see’
The man says while looking at you up and down.
‘You’re talking? You think you look hot with all of them tattoos?’
You cross your arms
‘I do, but that’s not what I wanted to talk about.’
He answers and frowns his eyebrows.
‘You really think I don’t know you fuck everyone in the team? Your opponents… arbitrators… huh? You won’t get me though.’
He assumes full of himself. You can tell this dork is proud of what he just said. It was obviously fake, you never fucked anyone just to get some points or a win. All of your wins existed thanks to your efforts. You truly deserved all of your prizes.
‘I never fucked anyone to get a win loser. I won thanks to myself for believing in me and giving me every chance to win. And guess what? Next time I play against you, believe me, you’ll be crying in your 2nd place with your poor medal.’
You said confidently. You meant every word you said. The night goes on and you’re now both of you sitting beside each other on the couch, alcohol on the small table in front of the TV, a romantic movie playing but you don’t pay attention. You both love to drink, and especially after big efforts and wins. So you won’t stop yourselves and you take multiple shots till you get drunk as hell.
‘Fuck! This shit is burning my throat’
Jungkook said as he turned around to look at you, waiting for your reaction. You lick your lips, tasting the sweet flavour of the drink you just drank and look back at him lazily. You’re too drunk to act normal, so you just stare at him. Nothing in mind.
‘Ha, you really think you can get to me huh?? Licking your lips, staring at me, making me drunk and exposing your body like you always do. You’re just a fucking slut.’
He says as he grabs your chin and gets closer to you and as you can smell his strong, masculine perfume he put on right after the pool. You also get closer, crossing your legs and your cleavage naked, open to the man in front of you.
‘I am not. A slut. So stop treating me like one.’
You said, clearly trying to stop all of this.
‘Sure little thing…’
He whispers as he gets even closer to your face and places his lips only an inch away from yours.
‘Prove it then.’
Is the last thing he said before smashing his reddish lips into yours. Slowly sucking your top lip while you’re slowly trying to keep up with his pace. He’s kissing you eagerly, leaving all of his problems behind, or maybe just putting out his emotions in it. He closes his eyes, frowning his eyebrows as he tilts his head to the side to get a better angle and to get a better taste of you.
The kiss is sloppy, imperfect, but there’s nothing you can do about it, he was all the way in. He assumed every move he was doing, licking your lips, switching in between your top and bottom ones, biting on your bottom ones from time to time. It’s like he had planned all day long to make out with you all night long.
He brings his hands to your waist, hips, neck, and hair. The kiss was also slow, romantic and passionate. He grabs you like someone was trying to steal you away from him. He tastes you like you’re his last meal. And kisses you like he’s been in love with you since forever. It’s like you were the only thing he cared about at that time. Was it winning against you? Or winning you?
He starts going “mmh” in his kisses, going deeper and bringing you closer to him. You pull out to breathe but it’s like he needed you to live. He pulls in back immediately and carries on with what he started. You start moaning into the kiss, your pussy’s starting to get wet and he knows it.
So he slowly gets one of his hands to slide down from the back of your head, to your cleavage, breast, massaging it a little, to your tummy, the hollow in between your hips and thighs, and finally, your throbbing pussy. He starts playing with your clit through your shorts. Going slow then fast, sliding his skinny, long fingers to your entrance occasionally, and caressing the edges. His hand play is too good. You already feel ready to cum. Your body heats up and starts shivering. All he does is pull back, look at you and nod as you stare at him, incapable of kissing back. An electric feeling going up your spine as you finally reach your highest and cum in your little panties. He watches you carefully, squinting his eyes, proud of how he’s making you feel and admiring your pretty face too. You slowly come down but Jungkook isn’t finished. He grabs your ass firmly and brings you to the luxury bedroom. Kissing your jaw, and going down to your neck, leaving purple marks on purpose. Wanting to embarrass you with his very own hickeys. It smells good, everything is so clean. The bed’s sheets already in disorder from Jungkook before you arrived. He throws you on the bed and takes off his clothes.
‘Can I?’
He asks while looking at your clothes. You nod and he starts taking them off too. You’re now both naked, with nothing separating you two. He first admires your athletic body; this is the first time he’s ever seen a body like that. Totally his type. You also observe his body, including his tall, thick cock standing on its own. He gets on top of you as you put your legs around his waist, already tired from being drunk and your previous orgasm and take a deep breath.
He asks you if you’re ready, you answer yes and here it is. Everything he wished he never knew.
A tight cunt, wet and ready for his big and curved dick. He slides in, finally getting to feel a warm feeling from you around his cock and he watches your reactions; your nose scrunching, eyes closing firmly, and moans slipping from your wet, swollen lips. You probably taste like him now, he thought. He pushes himself in out your tight walls, squelching noises resonating in the bedroom along the night birds outside. The curtains weren’t close, anybody could see you, and it wouldn’t be surprising that a paparazzi was filming or photographing you two. But you didn’t care, this was a chance, and a chance you’d take legs wide open like the slut you are.
Slapping noises and moans breaking the weirdly comfortable silence. He whines and says your name under his breath, like he’s sort of ashamed of actually getting pleasure. And nothing could prove this more than him starting to get sloppier as he starts moaning louder. Seeing him like this and his dick hitting all the right spots makes you approach your orgasm faster than you thought.
You close your eyes, making sure to capture this actual warm, welcoming and peaceful atmosphere around the room. Then before you can think about it, you’re both reaching your highest, approaching a strong orgasm and finally releasing your semen in the same spot. His cum meeting yours as he stares at you deeply. His cum slides down to your asshole as he slowly pulls out, making sure to not wake you up too soon from this unreal feeling you’re going through right now.
And just when you open your eyes, he falls on top of you and lazily hugs you close. After a moment, he gets up and carries you to the toilet then tells you that you’ll shower together tomorrow. Right now, you’re both too tired and drunk to do pretty much anything. He brings you back to your bed, already asleep, and you drive off in a deep state of sleep while being cuddled in Jungkook’s strong arms.
What will happen when you both wake up tomorrow?
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hoesformatt · 3 months
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i ain’t never done no intro SO HERES
HOESFORMATT INTRODUCTION
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y’all already know wtfgo it’s riyah and bitch i’m not funny i’m hilarious. I’m THAT brownskin queen yk here to represent to black girlies
you’ve been living under a rock if you didn’t know i’m a matt girl obviously and if it was my choice i’d ride that nigga dick till my pussy numb 😝.
PUTTING Y’ALL ON TO MY FAVES
My favourite artists are stunna girl ofc, jhene aiko, young M.A, bktherula, drake, mariah the scientist, bryson tiller, ayesha erotica, playboi carti etc i’m a r&b type girl
fave podcasts —> the bts podcast, the broski report and the sergio talks podcast (they are so fucking fine i’m tryna put y’all on)
fave youtubers are ofc the triplets, Chesa Keana (her storytimes are fucking gas), The gorgeous monet, pink mango (she funny asf), azlia willams, life with symone, nathaly cuevas and Onyebabyyy
y’all I love black female youtubers give me recs 🙏🏾
my celeb/influcencer/creator crushes are; JUDE BELLINGHAM (thas my man right there), AARON TAYLOR JOHNSON, fanum (my dominican king), jacob elordi, keith powers, CENTRAL CEE, NLE Choppa (i don’t play)
ENDING
y’all can ask me anything idc i’m not sceptical of anything except for incest shit and golden showers… piss me with that bullshit.
I’m a retired wattpad writer so bare w me and just ask me questions about myself because I LOVE TALKING ABOUT MYSELF
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rapgodv · 23 days
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i want your body 'till the last drop (18+)
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fem!reader x jaehyun | in a relationship. explicit smut. top female reader x bottom jaehyun. pegging, praise kink, breeding kink, oral sex (f).
summary:
You have always wanted to peg your boyfriend, Jaehyun. Today's your birthday, and you finally get your chance.
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The day has been a sweet one – the best birthday a girlfriend could wish for. You and Jaehyun shared ice cream sundaes at a parlor, went to see the latest Rom-Com in theaters, and then had dinner are your favorite Japanese spot. Every moment has been special and lovely, but the whole day you’ve been keyed up. Waiting and hyped for when you two are back home at your shared apartment.
“Are you still on board?” You ask, hoping for a “Yes”, but of course, will be accepting with a “No”. You don’t want to do something that Jaehyun doesn’t want; his comfort is more important than your horny ass desires.
“I am. I’m prepared to do this…” He’s blushing, and not meeting your eye. “After we discussed it the other day, I did a lot of research and got materials from the sex shop two towns over.” His voice had trailed off at the end of the sentence.
You smirk before closing the distancing, and laying a kiss on his cheek. “The cutest and sweetest boyfriend ever.”
Jaehyun finally meets your eye, blinking slowly like a cat. “Perhaps.”
“You are. And I’m blessed to have you.” The sweet has Jaehyun’s dimples showing, and immediately you’re kissing both cheeks. Adorable. Smiling at each other, you interrupt the quiet sweet moment by smacking his ass. He makes a tiny affronted sound. “Now get ready for me, eh?”
Jaehyun cuts you a playful side eye before heading off to the bathroom to shower among other things. You watch the en-suite bathroom door close, and then hear the shower turn on.
Alone, you rush around to set up everything nicely. You want the first time pegging Jaehyun to be awesome and romantic and unforgettable. Connecting the Google Home speaker with your phone, you put on one of you and Jaehyun’s favorite Spotify playlists. A playlist you two created together. A sexy baby-making R&B playlist consisting of legendary jams like “Turn Off the Lights” by Teddy Pendergrass and “Pony” by Ginuwine as well as newer goodies from Bryson Tiller and others. Setting the mood aurally is a must.
Then you litter the bed and floor with artificial silk rose petals. Followed by lighting the scented candle, a Tom Ford candle: Rose Prick. Not only is the brand one of Jaehyun’s favorites, but that particular scent was the same one he lit on your first night ever together.
With that done, all that’s left is getting yourself ready. You put on a new lingerie bra. Lacy and pretty and red. You put on the harness, and then secure the dildo. It’s an expensive one because it has the unique feature of squirting out a substance with the press of a button; tonight, you filled it with strawberry-scented lube. The fake dick is realistic in texture, and more similar to Jaehyun’s than not. Pale and pink, but a little smaller. You want his first time to be comfortable; though if tonight goes well, you plan to use bigger dildos on him in the future…
A re-apply of lipstick and re-brushing your hair later, now you’re ready. You sit on the bed, nervous and excited. Tonight is something you’ve been looking forward to do since forever. Jaehyun had first thought you were joking the first time you brought it up. You two had been dating for like a year at that point. But the second time, he realized it was in fact not a joke. While he had declined then, evidently it was something that stayed in his mind because a few weeks before your birthday this year, he had mentioned, shyly, if you were still interested.
Your thoughts are interrupted when the bathroom door opens. Jaehyun’s wearing your silk robe, and looking awfully bashful.
“Sweetheart.” You say, fond.
He shoves the once-full, now less than full bottle of anal lubricant in your hands. “Let’s- yeah.”
You believe him that he did the research and properly prepared himself, but you want to verify anyway. Not to mention, it would be the first time you’ve ever fingered him (a fingertip in the ass doesn’t count, okay!).
You gently guide him on all fours, pushing his back down, and hips up so you can have an easier angle. You spread his ass cheeks apart, and almost cry. His cute hole winks at you. Slick lubricant there between his cheeks.
“Jaehyun…God, you’re amazing.”
He whispers, “This is so embarrassing.” He audibly exhales.
You encourage him that it’s not. After you’ve had your fill of looking, you get two fingers lubed-up, and press them at his hole. There’s barely resistance when you push them inside. Good. You try with three fingers, and it’s the same deal. Ever the thorough person, Jaehyun obviously did a good job.
Still, you thrust your fingers inside, brushing against his prostate, just to see him squirm. And squirm he does. He releases a quiet puff of air, and an even quieter moan.
Beautiful.
“Can I rim you?” You ask as you fuck his ass with your fingers. “I really want to taste you…”
There’s a moment of hesitance before he answers a shaky “Yes”. You pull your fingers out, spread his cheeks further than before, and swipe your tongue against his rim.
He releases a shuddering, “Ah!”
You smirk. Then lick a strip between his cheeks, teasing him. Working him up to when you press your tongue inside. His reaction is dizzying; a long-drawn out moan, and a call of your name. You fuck your tongue in and out of his ass, pleased by the sounds he’s making. Jaehyun’s not as loud as you would like yet, but you have confidence that you’ll be making him scream by the end of the night.  
You go to town, eating Jaehyun’s ass like it’s the best meal of your life. And it is. Licking and lapping at his hole; even spitting at it then thrusting your tongue back inside. Your hands grope his ass cheeks as you do so, squeezing the fat lovingly.
Jaehyun’s little moans are driving you crazy, too. Fuck. You can feel yourself get wet from the sounds he’s making.
Eventually, you remove your mouth, afraid that he’d cum on your tongue. You really want your boyfriend to cum on your strap-on, or at least for the first round.
You wipe your mouth from the drool and lube. “Was that fine?” You ask, fishing for compliments because that’s the way you are.
Jaehyun turns his head to the side, and you catch a glimpse of his face. Red. “More than okay…Why’d you stop, I was so close to cumming?” He asks with a pout. The pout that can make you do anything. But you must resist!
You lean over his back, and kiss his pretty lips. “Because I want you to cum on my dick.” Calling your strap-on a dick, admittedly, makes you wetter.
Jaehyun groans. “You’re killing me.”
“Gonna fuck you so good.” You say with a teasing lilt.
“You better,” he grumbles, still bratty about having been edged, and not getting his release.
You sit up, and slap his ass for no reason, just because you can, and because the surprise gasp you knew he’d make. “I will~ now keep your ass open for me.”
He does so without any complaint. Getting the bottle of lubricant, you squirt out more than a necessary amount. Jaehyun flinches from the coolness, but keeps his position. You watch the lube drip down his crack, some goes into his hole, and the rest drips down his legs. The sight is delectable. You squeeze out more lube to spread onto your strap-on. Dropping the bottle to the bed, you direct Jaehyun now to put his hands on the bed.
Once he’s in full doggy position, you drop kisses along his spine and hips, wanting him to ease away any possible nerves he may still have. He urges you to start already. Nodding, you hold the tip of your dildo to his hole, and press in. You take your time easing your dildo inside of him then thrusts your hips forward to ensure you’re completely in.
He lets out a whimper. Jaehyun says he needs to adjust, and you wait patiently for the go ahead.
With two hands on his waist, you pull out, and then slowly press back in. It takes you a few tries to get the rhythm right, but you can tell when you’re doing it well from the “Oh” Jaehyun releases.
“How you feeling, baby?” You ask as you pound away at his ass. You snake a hand below him to pinch his nipple.
“Ah…Fuck, good. I’m good.” His words match his actions; he starts fucking his ass back on your strap-on, wanting you as deep as possible. And naturally, you will give your baby exactly what he needs. You pick up the speed and force of your hips, thrusting into him with more impact.
God, he takes you so well, too. Whiny and adorable, calling your name over and over again.
“How precious you are. Moaning so cutely on my dick. You love my dick in your ass, don’t you?” You can’t help yourself. Dirty talk is one of your favorite past-times, after all. And while normally, you are on the receiving end of such talk, well years of sex and fantasies have equipped you with a filthy arsenal.
Jaehyun doesn’t deny it. He whispers, “I do. I do.”
You didn’t expect that. His admission makes you work harder; rotating and grounding your hips deep in his ass. “Just my hole to fuck. Perfect little hole.” You remove the hand that was pinching his nipple and fondling his pecs, and bring the hand down on his ass. Slapping it firmly. His moan encourages you further to slap his ass again as you pound away.
You’re so wet and turned on right now. You take your hands off his body briefly to rub at your own chest, feeling your pert nipples and round breasts. You wonder if it’s possible to cum, pussy untouched.  
“Please,” He outright begs. How is he so cute? You lean over his now sweaty back, straining your neck to kiss him on the lips. The kiss is wet, one of desperation and want. You love it. You’ve never been kissed this messy from Jaehyun.
“Please, what?” You ask as you drill into his ass.
“Wanna cum,” He whines into the kiss.
Insanity. How can one man drive you the brink of insanity? You break apart the kiss to leave trails of love bites along his neck before resting your mouth on his shoulder. You don’t have the mental energy to both kiss and fuck anymore honestly. You decide to focus on driving him to that brink of insanity.
You can’t stop yourself from grunting, “You feel so good…Ha, gonna breed you so well, Jaehyunnie. Babe. Gonna make you pregnant.” You’re not even embarrassed especially because Jaehyun whines in response.
With a hand in his hair, you fuck him with everything you have. Slamming your hips against his. The force of your thrusts is audible as skin slaps against skin. Jaehyun’s whimpering and moaning and begging you to “don’t stop”. And you don’t. Fucking his ass with your strap-on again and again. Your pussy is dripping wet from how damn turned on you are.
You pant out his name as you rock into him.
Delirious with desire, sick with pleasure.
And then you hear Jaehyun release the loudest and highest moan since dating him. Jaehyun moans prettily as he cums over himself and the sheets; you imagine how it must feel to have this beautiful man’s hole clenching around your strap-on.
You thankfully remember about the special feature of the dildo, pressing the button to release the “cum” as you continue fucking Jaehyun through his orgasm. Throughout it, you tell him how much you love him and that he did amazing.
You pull out, pleased to see his hole gaping from the deep fucking you did on his ass. You mention how lovely his gape is, how loose he is. Jaehyun groans in embarrassment.
When his orgasm has subsided, he shakily turns over. There are tears on his face from how hard his orgasm took him over. You feel immensely proud of yourself and of him. Immediately, you kiss his face, and praise him some more.
Jaehyun tries to hide his smile, but you know him; he loves being praised.
“Anyway, do you want me to eat you out?” Your sweetheart offers. Seriously, the best boyfriend ever.
You take off the harness and dildo, and lay them on the bed. “Fuck, yes, please.”
Jaehyun helps you on your back, and then he positions himself with his face in front of your wet pussy. Jaehyun is a seasoned expert in cunnilingus. You spread your legs. You’re aching for direct stimulation.
Jaehyun comments on just how wet you are, and you roll your eyes.
“It’s your fault.”
He hums. “Then I will take responsibility.”
He flicks his tongue out, cautiously at your clit while gently pressing two fingers inside of you. You moan encouragingly, and Jaehyun starts enthusiastically sucking on your clit, and fucking his fingers in and out. You gasp and moan, wrapping a leg around his shoulder, and using your foot to push his head further down. Unbothered, he slurps up your pussy juices without shame. You moan and call his name. You don’t bother stopping yourself from grounding your hips down. His tongue feels heavenly. He takes his time eating you out and finger-fucking your pussy. As he does so, you feel up your own breasts and pinch your nipples. Incredibly aroused by the previous fantasy being realized of fucking your boyfriend as well as Jaehyun expert tongue on your clit, you know you won’t last long. Sure enough, it doesn’t take much longer until you’re cumming on his face.
Your back arches as you release everything in his mouth. You pant after your release. He continues lapping at your pussy until you’re twitching from over-stimulation. Lost in giving you as much pleasure as possible. He does remove his tongue and fingers, giving you a break.
You remove your leg from his shoulder.
As you catch your breath, he raises his head, your pussy juices on his chin. Fuck. He swipes at his face and puts the finger in his mouth, commenting “Delicious” with mirth in his eyes. He just knows what to do to make you lose your mind.
“Jeong Jaehyun!” You jokingly shriek.
He laughs, wipes his face clean with the sheets, and then moves up the bed. Wrapping his arms around you, he asks, “So, am I an awesome boyfriend or what?”
“Duh.” You roll your eyes then pull him in a kiss. “Thank you so much. I love you.”
Jaehyun gazes at you fondly, “Of course. I love you, too…And honestly, I did enjoy getting pegged, and wouldn’t be opposed to doing it again.”
You can’t hide your delighted smile, grinning back at him, already planning what dildo to try on your boyfriend next.
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libelle949 · 6 months
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Aaaah I am so happy!!!!
Rafa twisted with meeee!!!
Alex twisted with Uma (like i hoped), Bryson with Bonnie, Joyo with Summer! All girls are in the main villa! It would be so fun!
(And so good for my fic! I needed Uma with Alex and Summer in the villa!!)
The episodes were great. I‘d skip chatting with the boys i am not interested in tho.
I loved that Daphne was alone on the postcard! Though Rafa felt bad, he twisted anyway and it wasn’t out of revenge or smth. I still think there will be a Daphne-gate, but so far it is perfect!
OG girls are GORGEOUS! Estelle!!! Oh my god!!!!
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Daphne is also very pretty! I can’t wait till next week!
Awwww i love my baby Rafa! We looked so great in our matching outfits!
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(When Joyo suddenly started flirting with MC behind Rafael‘s back it gave me chills as if fb was secretly reading my fic lol)
I know i sound like an overexcited schoolgirl, but I can’t help 🤣 i was giggling and kicking my foot at that:
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harlowsbby · 2 years
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Unspoken words. ( angst )
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“And it’s all in the things he didn’t say. I thought he was going to ride with me forever and be my forever but I’m falling back now.” You expressed your feelings to Metta who nodded offering you another glass of wine which you laughed at.
“What? A wine of glass has helped me through a lot of things if we’re being honest here. Besides you deserve several glasses.” She said a matter of actually.
“It just sucks you know, he made it clear to me that he didn’t want me but it hurts Metta it truly does.” You expressed to her she nodded smiling softly at you and rubbed your knee.
You frowned remember the events that occurred yesterday during Jack’s album release party which resulted in you staying in Metta’s home in Kentucky.
You smiled watching as Jack gave his speech and thanking everyone involved in making Come Home The Kids Miss You album. You were beyond proud of Jack he deserved this and so much more. Nobody knew about Jack and You besides Metta and Neelam of course and you liked it that way.
“He looks good doesn’t he? He picked this outfit out himself I can’t believe it.” Metta said sarcastically making you giggle and make eye contact with Jack, he winked your way making you blush and stick your tongue out playfully.
After Jack’s speech everyone else went about the night just laughing and enjoying one another’s company. You were talking to Neelam when you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around you from behind and were met with Jack’s baby blue eyes. He smiled kissing your neck softly.
“I missed you baby.” He mumbled into your neck, you smiled before turning in his arms now being face to face with him.
“I missed you too busy bee you’ve been busy all night.” You told him he grinned cocking his head to the side and shrugged his shoulders.
“What can I say? The people love Jack Harlow.” He said cockily you rolled your eyes and pushed him slightly.
“I’ll catch you in a bit baby I’m gonna go talk to Urban and them. Text me if you need anything baby girl.” Jack said before grabbing your face softly and kissing you.
“You guys are the cutest I wish he’d tell everyone you guys were dating already.” Neelam said you shrugged your shoulders and watched Jack walk away his curls bouncing slightly.
“I mean I guess I understand he’s just trying to keep this part of his life a secret since everything else is already out there.” You tried to reassure Neelam but it hurt you at times that he kept the two of you a secret. You wanted to be more than his little secret.
After a few drinks with Neelam you were ready to find Jack and go home. You walked around a few trying your best to squeeze through all of the sweaty bodies till you finally heard the sound of Jack’s voice in one of the rooms.
You furrowed your brows wonder what he was doing in some random room till you heard the voices of Urban and Clay as well as the rest of the guys of Private Garden.
“Shit Jack’s about to have album of the year and you still ain’t got a girl on your arm? I find that shit hard to believe.” You heard 2fo tell Jack followed by Jack’s laugh.
“You know I can’t be tied down to one girl that isn’t me man and you should know this.” Jack joked and took a sip of his water. It hurt him as much as it hurt you when he said that, but he wasn’t ready for the world to know about you.
“I find that shit hard to believe I swear something’s going on with Y/N and you.” Bryson said and the boys all agreed with Bryson.
“Y/N and me? Not in a million years you know she’s just a friend I’d never date a girl like Y/N. She’s too much of a sweetheart you know I don’t like that simp shit.” Jack joked with the boys they all cheered as if he was God and let that topic die down. Now to entertained by the basketball game playing on the tv.
You felt as if your heart was beating a thousand miles per minute. Jack brushed you off he brushed your relationship off as if it was nothing. He didn’t even feel the need to tell them the truth instead he acted like he didn’t even know you.
You whimpered before walking away from the door and bit your lips truly not believing everything you just heard.
“It’s all of the things he didn’t say Metta. Jack made shit clear that night that our relationship was nothing he had the perfect opportunity to tell them all that we were together but he didn’t.” You told Metta. Before opening yet another pint of ice cream.
“That’s enough ice cream Y/N we aren’t about to sit around and feel sorry for ourselves.” Metta said before pulling away the pint of ice cream from you making you frown and reach out for the ice cream.
“The two of you need to talk that’s why I invited Jack over.” She said making your eyes widened.
“What do you mean you invited him over Metta. I don’t wanna see him.” You told her and she sighed.
“Well you have no choice this is my apartment after all.” She said before a knock interrupted the two of you.
“Metta it’s me Jack.”
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random question but do you ever just like associate characters how they would love w songs?? like HMMM idk ino kinda gives me "love is a only a feeling" by joey badass vibes 🫣 🫣 . anyways would like to hear your thoughts on this!!
also, can I be 🍦 anon if it isn't taken yet?
YES I DO even if it makes no sense sometimes a certain character just comes to mind with some songs !!
(i've never listened to this song till now i love it and i can see why you associate it with ino!! chill vibes~)
my ino song is let em know by bryson tiller !!
i will forever connect haunted by beyonce with megumi bc i listened to it on repeat while writing a fic for him
and why i love you by kanye and jayz with choso. why? idek. no pun intended
i'm trying to think of others but i'm struggling off the top of my head
anyone else got random song matchups to characters ??
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synopsis: You'd look so pretty sitting on my thighs, angel. Would it affect you if I started to bounce it? Get all shy and embarrassed cause it feels good, doesn't it? Go ahead, use my thigh to get off while I sit and watch you become a whiny mess
references: ⚉ ⚆ ⚇
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cont.warning: Manipulation, coercion, dubcon/noncon, cheating whilst married, revenge sex, most lap fucking
mutuals/friends: @mortal-mayhem @zmzsnakes
recommended music: Don't by Bryson Tiller
×- Narinder (The One Who Waits) using you as his outlet for being power hungry after he was forced to become a lowly cult member If he can't control them, he'll have to control you, instead. -@mortal-mayhem
┆"All creations/edits belong to ©𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑; 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝"┆
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Narinder always loathed being a feeble cat under the lamb's rules, watching as the followers that originally belonged to him love and adore his once apprentice. Getting up to go to his tent before bumping into you.
"Oh! my apologies Narinder, here! take a cookie as an apology!"
You gifted to the frowning god with one of your recently baked cookies from the basket, only a few of the warm treats were laid out on the ground, essentially spoiling them. With him staring at the cookie in his hand before taking a small bite, his mouth watering the more he ate till it was completely gone; Having you chuckle and hand him another before petting his head and walking off to your leader to hand him a cookie as well.
As much as Narvinder hated admitting, he just can't help when you act so kindly towards him especially. Getting a hard-on and running off before anyone could spot him to finish his business.
The next day arrived, Lambert was heading off to run some errands and bring gifts to his married and followers, gifting him perfect enough time to engage in his plan as he's been training his magic in secret; Immediately running off to test it out on you.
He enters your hut to spot you taking off your clothes and getting ready for bed, drying off your fur before turning around and seeing him in your doorway.
"Hi Narv! Uh, what brings you here? I'm kinda busy doing something..."
You trail off when seeing him enter and lock your door, worry evident on your face as you tie your towel and back away from him before the candle blew out, hearing his footsteps quicken as you attempt to see in the dark to evade him; Until the lights came back on with him standing above you and you on the floor, your towel untied and showing your naked body to the cat.
"N-narinder... why are you-" Your voice stop as he stares into your eyes, his red and black eyes hypnotizing you, as if he's lulling you to sleep with just his eyes alone.
"Y/n? can you hear me?" "uh..huh?" you hazily reply to his question, your eyes changing color to copy his own as he responds further. Your body going limp and leaning onto the wooden boards of your hut for support. With you paying attention to him by his claws gently holding your chin.
"You are my servant, however, we have a certain lamb that thinks he's our leader. Follow his rules and act normal around this foolish lump of meat and I will reward you greatly...understood?" He continues as he places a finger on your plump lips before kissing you, making sure it imprints as he watches your eyes form a similar appearance to his before fading to your normal eye color; With you blinking and your null face, you reply by shaking your head before he lifts you up and puts you on your bed.
Before he leaves however, he fixes up your room so it doesn't look like a mess as it was before and locks your door. Making you fall asleep shortly after as the night slowly fades to morning.
You wake up and yawn before scratching your head, entering your bathroom you saw that your eyes were the same color as Narv, even the eye structure as well before rubbing them and seeing them back to normal.
"I must be seeing things.." You mutter and wash your face before entering your shower to freshen up and start the day, already in the fields and helping to pick berries, wheat and placing them in storage until you heard your name being called by the lamb as he ran up to you to give you a gift.
"I see you've been working hard y/n" He coos and holds your cheek in his hand, kissing your forehead as your tail wags with excitement. He was always this kind towards you, even though you never really returned the favor. As he was your beloved husband.
Lambert gifts you a necklace he got from one of his raids, the beautiful piece of jewelry looked rather expensive, possibly enough to buy off a whole eight buckets of meat, which were difficult to come by.
"It's for you, I thought you'd might like it since I found the stone on a raid" He smiles and kisses you sweetly, although you didn't respond, the way how your tail wagged he could tell you were very happy with his gift before going on to preach about another topic. Narvinder showing up behind you and holding your waist.
"What did he give you?" "It's just a necklace." You respond and followed him to his hut, his hand still holding onto your waist before opening the door and guiding you inside; You sit on the bed and await more of his questions as he sat down behind you.
"Did you get any info from him?" "No sadly, all he does is plant and marry off villagers" You'd huff and take off the necklace and cast it aside, Narvinder looks beside him and questions you as to why you took it off. But from the steam blowing out of your nose and your eyes casting away from him, he could read that you were jealous, if not enraged.
"How many times has he done this to you, dear?" He asks and holds onto your waist before kissing your neck, his hand pressed at your abdomen, unsure if he should make a move or not. "More than nine times, and he spends more time with that bitch Amoure." You hissed just by saying that wretched goat's name. He was surprised, and turned on by the fact that you were jealous and enraged with the lamb. Your hatred for him fueled him, gifting him a noticeable amount of energy.
"Tell me how angry Amore makes you." He whispers and watches your face twist from anger, hearing you curse the poor goat and your 'husband' out was supplying him with even more energy as he purrs uncontrollably. But you were too enraged to even process what the hell he was doing before you felt his boner pressing on your back; Turning around and feeling what that poking was before standing up, with Narvinder pulling you back.
"What's the matter angel?" "Narv, I'm married." You mutter and try to get him to let go of you, only for him to turn and put your under him, face to face and seeing his flushed state, with him between your legs.
"When are you going to stop letting him ruin your relationship? It's pretty obvious he doesn't care about you like I do..." He replies softly, his eyes formed into little hearts as he kisses your neck and chest. Leaving you gasping and looking away, with no response to his statement.
"Bu-but-" "Don't make excuses for a measly lamb who can't even be devoted to your marriage as you are to his, He betrayed me too.."
He stops you midsentence, his head pressed against yours and his claws holding on your waist. Staring daggers into your soul to read what excuse you were planning for the lamb, only to be met with your eyes trying to avoid his gaze.
"Use me as a means to get back at him, I promise to treat you ten folds better than that degenerate cult leader ever will" He whispers to your one last time, his pleads finally met as your hands held his cheeks, with him rubbing his face on your hand when you respond with a yes.
He thanks you before kissing you, his hands lifting you up and carry you to his bedhead, letting you sit on his lap as your hands were stuck in his fur before gently pushing him away as the saliva trailed from your lips and onto your chest, with him tearing and ripping off your dress and he lies you back down on his bed again; Going behind him for his pillows to rest your head on as you wrapped your legs around him.
"Want me to try and keep it down?" "No, I want Lambert to hear."
He was left shocked but chuckling in your chest, pulling off your panties and throwing them aside as he took off his cloak, leaving you to trace down his chest to his abdomen before caressing his ribbed cock. His breath hitched in his throat when you pulled it out and started stroking as his ears twitched. Letting him groan pleasurably, as his purrs grew louder.
He traces down to your abdomen with his claw, an imprint on your belly before pulling you up to his crotch. The tip of his cock pressed between your folds as you share another kiss with the demon, questioning whether or not to back out before it became too late; But you were growing sick of his obvious and open flirting, plus he slept with her so you shouldn't even feel bad for doing this.
Narv slowly pushed the tip inside as he hushes you, knowing his size he tries not to hurt you as he gently pushes more in. Only half of the base outside as he kissed away your tears.
"There there my love, you're taking me so well, think you could handle more?"
He ushers as he holds your tummy, you tried to say yes but it only came out in whimpers, hence you shook your head yes, sitting back up and gently pulling you to the hilt before his fur fuzzes up. Narvinder's eyes rolling to the back of his head from the tight fit and thrusting slowly.
The low, wet plapping alongside your moans were the only thing you both were focusing on, alongside his cock pressing at spots you've never felt before with Lambert, feeling even the veins of his dick press at your dark pink walls as you moaned in bliss.
And he was enjoying every bit of the sight, watching you intensely and focusing on your pleasure, his eyes turning back into hearts as he holds you close whilst thrusting deep, hard thrusts in your pussy; Cursing under his breath everytime you suddenly clench around him.
"Why would anyone ever cheat on a pussy like this oh my stars.."
He groans as he lifts up your legs to put on his shoulder, dragging a pillow and putting it under your back to get you more comfortable while he's breeding you; His ears flicked when he heard an all too familiar voice right at his front door, a toothy grin at his lips when he realized another person was there with him. Thrusting to make sure it was loud and wet, feeling your climax coming when the tip went past your cervix and deep inside your womb. Your claws digging into his flesh and your teeth on his shoulder, possibly enough to draw blood.
His fingers rubbed your clit as he thrusts more, feeling his climax coming as well. Cooing at how you greedily basked into this pleasure, holding your head and sitting down fully so you were sitting on his lap. Bouncing on his dick and staring back at him as tears of pleasure run down your cheeks
"Gonna cum for me angel? Wanna leave your imprint on my dick to tell everyone I'm yours?"
He whispers in your ear as he watches his door crack open a little, watching Amoure as he thrusts up into you, your legs giving out after bouncing, muttering his name as he bites down on your neck. Marking you as his as he cums deep inside, with you shortly cumming as well and pushing his cock out of you as it leaks more cum on his sheets; His and your juices dripping from your legs and onto his lap as you relaxed, with him resting you on his bed and kissing your forehead before going outside and seeing her head leave from the door crack. Already expecting Lambert to be outside as he prepared for a earfull.
As you slept, you couldn't help but hear two people arguing outside Narvinder's door, draping on on of the cat's cloak and walking outside to see Amoure on the ground, Narvinder's handprint on her face and him and the Lamb arguing.
"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU SLEEP WITH MY WIFE" "I dunno, a god you not only betrayed, and you were cheating on HER so of course we wanted to get back at you and by the way I smelled your goat slut and SHE HAS AN STD"
Narvinder cusses the lamb before pushing him out of his face, evidently breaking out a fight as Amoure cried. You couldn't help but laugh at her misery before walking up to her and spitting on her face.
"Enjoy fucking Lambert, if you want to sleep in his tent be my fucking guest cause I'm not going back to that man-whore"
You laughed and walked away, taking the necklace he gave you and throwing it on her broken horn and going to the river for a shower. Things are gonna be very different for you from now on, but you couldn't careless.
©𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑; 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝
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dontfeeltoohot · 1 year
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Have a little 2k thing I wrote for my YTAU. Steve and Eddie are both sick, set in March 2023, 7 months into their relationship.
XXX
Eddie presses his face to his shoulder, rubbing his nose into his black Helloween tee. He’s over halfway done with his second client; some girl in her twenties who wanted flowers on her collarbones- how original. Sniffling, he wipes down the tattoo with his green soap solution and then goes back to shading the side of a leaf. His throat’s worse than earlier back at home, when he’d been curled up with Steve, both of the men sick and tired. 
Sometimes the tattoo artists wishes work didn’t exist, as he scrunches his nose up when a tickle winds its way through his sinuses. Picking up the gun and turning as far away as he possibly can, craning his neck, Eddie brings his arm up to his face. 
“iiHGkSH’ew! hihKTchuhEW! hh’GKtSCH’uhew!” Sniffling soupily, the long haired man grabs a paper towel from his station and blows his nose, wincing at the noise. “Let’s take a five minute break sweetheart, I need to wash up, and it’ll give you a rest from the pain,” he smiles.
“Yeah, sounds good. Bless you, by the way.” 
The way she looks him up and down has him giving her an awkward nod, knowing now that she’s flirting with him. Clearing his throat and wincing as it scrapes, he stands and throws the paper towel and his black nitrile gloves away in the wastebasket, then heads to the back where the bathrooms are. Yanking his phone out, Eddie clicks quickly to his and Steve’s text thread, then hits the voice message button, nostrils twitching. 
“hiKTsch’ew! snf! huhIhGKschEW! eh’IGkTCHew! SNDF!” He sneezes into his shirt so the sound isn’t as muffled, then clicks the stop button on his phone. 
Hope you enjoy, princess. Couldn’t catch a couple a few minutes ago, but hope these make up for them. 
Pressing send, it’s then he notices there’s an audio from Steve, too. Biting his lip, he makes sure his sound is down almost all the way, then puts the speaker up to his ear. 
“huhRESHHH’uh! EISHHuh!” There’s barely a pause between the loud, harsh sneezes, and Eddie squirms, imagining his boyfriend snapping at the waist, completely at the mercy of his worsening cold. 
“Fuck, Steve,” he grumbles, sniffling and scrubbing his nose with his wrist before looking back at the screen and typing. 
Also, bless you. Those sounded like you needed them. Can’t wait till we’re home and I can coax more out of you 😏😏
Peeing and washing his hands, Eddie sighs at the throbbing in his sinuses and the sluggish mess that’s making its way closer to the edge of his nostrils. This cold is by far the worst he’s endured in the string of Steve-born illnesses in the past seven months. 
The walk back to his station includes Peter stopping him and asking him if he’s free tomorrow; his day off, to be an extra set of hands for walk ins. 
“Oh, uh…” Eddie scrubs at his face. “Lemme get back to you? Think I’m comin’ down with something man, don’t wanna spread it around.” 
“Steve really is a germ magnet isn’t he?” Bryson pipes up from his station a few feet down, working on a man’s back. 
“Yeah, it’d be endearing if I could side step getting it too,” the artist jokes, even though realistically he doesn’t mind. 
“Oh well, maybe it’ll end up building up your immunity in the long run.” 
“My immune system was perfect before him,” Eddie chuckles. “But it’s ok. Just means spending time with my boyfriend curled up on the couch. He’s not a terrible patient like Alyssa is,” he gives Bryson a look, referring to the man’s girlfriend. 
“God she’s the worst. Like just rest for twenty damn minutes!” 
Eddie heads back to his area, pulling more gloves on. “You ready to finish up? We should be done soon.” 
“Yeah! But it’s really not that bad. I don’t know why people claim it hurts so much, it feels good to me.” She shimmies her shirt off again, revealing just a bandeau top, easy access to her clavicle. 
“Mm, probably just have a higher pain tolerance,” he explains, not wanting to play into her games. He starts his tattoo gun back up, dips the needles into the ink again, and goes to work. 
An hour and a half later, the musician is saying goodbye to Anna, smiling at the $80 tip she’s just handed him. At least that’s a plus. Shoving it into his pocket, he switches the money for his insulin pump, checking it quickly. When his numbers seem good, Eddie blows his nose again and coughs, shivering. A noise from his phone grabs his attention and he unlocks the screen. 
Audio message- 4 seconds
Audio message- 11 seconds 
Audio message - 7 seconds 
Audio message- 22 seconds
Jesus Christ. 
You trying to kill me at work? I can’t even listen right now. 
Just thought you’d wanna hear how my cold is 😇
Harrington, you little shit, you’re going to be the death of me. 🍆👅🤤
Nose running, Eddie sighs and rips yet another paper towel from the roll, pressing it right to his pink, oversensitive nostrils, blowing thickly. He can feel the paper get wet and grimaces- he finds mess from other people hot, but himself? Not so much. He drops down into his chair and lets his forehead thunk against his table, curls falling everywhere around his face. 
“Maybe you should head home early,” Liz, their only female in the shop, observes. 
“Nah, s’just a cold, don’t need to leave for it,” Eddie picks his head up slowly, feeling congestion shift as he does. “F-Fuck hold ohhhn-“ the tattooist turns away and pulls the neck of his shirt up over his face, aiming downward towards his chest. 
“hihGhKschew! sndf! Ugh, s-sorry that wahhs hehIHGKshhuhew! iiEIshuhew! Fuck! snfSNDF! That was gross.” 
“Yep,” Liz grimaces. “But like, also who cares? You’re sick, what’re you meant to do? Those tiny little kitten sneezes? Gotta at least get that shit out,” she shrugs.
Eddie’s acutely aware of how weird this conversation is. Either the woman is just that vanilla, or she’s fucking with him and into it. Because no regular person is going to just…say those words. Right? He rubs at his nose with the inside of his sleeve cuff, nose too sore to want to bother with another paper towel. 
“Stop germing your shirt up,” the bright pink haired girl rolls her eyes fondly. 
“Quit being a mom, I get that enough from St-sndf! Steve.” 
“Then quit being a bad sick person.” 
“Fuck you, I’m an Angel. I’m the best sick person.” 
“Says the guy who just rubbed snot all over his shirt.” 
Point 1- Liz. 
XXX
Steve’s been holed up in the back office of Not Just Coffee all morning with his tissues and cough drops, trying to reorganize some of their recipe files they’ve been keeping. As he squints at the computer screen, his nose scrunches up involuntarily and he scrubs at it with his knuckles. This fucking cold is going to make him lose his mind. It’s constantly teasing him, buzzing in his sinuses and head in a way that’s keeping him on edge. Slowly he inhales through his stuffy nose, triggering yet another itch to ignite. He taps the record button on his phone that’s been open to his messages all morning. 
“eHISHHooh! hhrIHDSTCHuh!” He rubs his nose harshly with the back of his hand, jiggling the tip and his septum, desperate for even slight relief. Steve’s sure Eddie will hear him rubbing at it. He stops it after a sickly sounding sniffle that makes him cough. 
Robin comes in looking worried a minute later, carrying a large mug full of something steaming. 
“I know you hate tea, but you should drink some. Will even made it special for you,” she says pointedly. “Stop being an idiot and try to not wallow in icky germs.” 
Steve raises an eyebrow, laughing a little. “Icky germs?” His voice is raspy and congested and Robin screws her face up, setting the mug down and backing up dramatically. 
“Just…drink the tea, and try not to infect every inch of the office,” Robin walks out quickly. 
“Great best friend you are!” He calls after her, but starts coughing by the last word. 
Glancing at the tea when his throat throbs, the barista sighs and brings it close, sipping on it. His face still screws up at the bitter taste, but even he can admit it feels good on his swollen throat, the warmth of the cup even feels good on his hands. Throughout the day, he manages to catch several more sneezes, even a few that turn into full blown fits, and the texts he gets back from his boyfriend make him blush. 
The brunette is half asleep in the desk chair when Robin comes in again, holding the till in her hands hours later. 
“Dingus, wake up enough to count the till. I’m not touching the keyboard,” she says resolutely, prodding Steve’s shoulder with her finger. 
“Nngh, fi’de…” Steve sits up and starts going through the task of counting the till, making change, sealing the money bag and putting everything in the safe. 
“You know you’re not coming in tomorrow right?” 
“Honestly? Wasn’t even gonna ask,” he admits, snuffling into a couple of tissues in his hand, blowing his nose and wincing as his ears pop. “Ugh, let’s get out of here.” 
By the time Steve’s walking into Eddie’s apartment; Robin’s up with Chrissy, he’s ready to collapse. Shutting the door behind him, Steve coughs and throws his bag by the couch, debating if he wants to shower or lay down. His boyfriend's big couch and cozy blankets win out, and soon the barista is burrowing under them, sweatpants and sweatshirt now replacing his work clothes. Not ten minutes into Hunger Games, he’s asleep. 
XXX
They need more medicine, Eddie realizes as he backs out of his parking spot behind the tattoo shop. Medicine, tissues, tea, soup. This morning they were sick but sure as hell not this sick. He makes the three mile drive to Target, slipping his sweatshirt on before he heads inside, knowing he probably looks awful. Oh fucking well, he can cough on anyone who might look at him wrong. 
He grabs both DayQuil and NyQuil, Tylenol, sugar free cherry cough drops, tissues, some earl grey tea, and then the musician stands in front of the ridiculous number of soups, staring blankly at it. Steve likes tomato soup and grilled cheese, so they can do that tomorrow. Eddie doesn’t really want anything tonight, let alone soup, but he grabs two cans of chicken noodle and a can of vegetable, head aching too much to try and focus more. 
By the time the artist is heading to the register, a few people around him have given him looks as he’s sniffled and coughed. His nose is running and he can feel the same coldish tickle that’s been bothering him all day start to grow. There’s a couple people in front of him for the self checkout line, so he pulls the neck of his dark grey sweatshirt up and his eyes flutter shut. 
“ihIKtSCHuhew! hh’Igkshuhew! ih’IHgKSHuh!!” The last one is louder than he means it to be, and the sniffle he gives after makes him cringe at how wet it is. 
Twenty minutes and six sneezes later, he’s walking inside his apartment, happy that Steve’s there. All he wants is to cuddle, which, yeah alright, maybe that’s a little sappy but he’s so damn tired and he feels gross and cuddling Steve always helps. When he sees a lump on the couch, he sets the bags down on the table and moves straight for the other man. 
“Stevie…baby I’m home,” he murmurs to the business owner, sitting on the very edge of the couch. “Steve, sweetheart. Come on…there we go, I’m sorry I woke you,” he smiles at Steve’s pouty huff, head barely peeking out of the blanket nest. 
“Y’home?” 
“Yeah baby, m’hone,” Eddie nods, bending closer so he can rub his face into Steve’s shoulder. 
“Mm, come join me. Think this cold is kicking my ass.” 
“Doin’ the same to me. I’ll change and be right with you okay? Don’t fall back asleep till I’m with you.” 
By the time Eddie’s back in the living room, Steve’s asleep, drooling on his pillow. Eddie chuckles and snaps a photo, setting it at his Lock Screen before crawling in next to him. 
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goldsainz · 1 month
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Cindy Lou who
I love f1 obviously, huge car enthusiast ( my favorite high end cars are porsche, mercedes, rose royce and tesla )
footie ive played since i was 6 till like high school lol and my favorite teams are liverpool, chelsea, and Barcelona
i love listening to maluma, karol g, sza, Bryson tiller, drake, frank Ocean, rauw alejandro, pleso pluma, bad bunny
I enjoy sleeping, reading romance novels, thrillers / horror, self help books,
I like shows like bo jack horseman, one day at a time, grey anatomy, the good doctor, blackish, growish, suits, Ted lasso
along with taking long walks to clear my head, fashion, scrolling through pintrest trying to make my perfect life, cooking and baking
you’ve been matched with . . . carlos sainz!
your love for f1 is definitely what first bonds you and carlos together.
you’re going to races frequently to support him and he will be elated at the news.
he will also be sharing his thoughts pre-race with you and wants your opinion no matter what he is saying.
i can see you two discussing cars in your free time, maybe even car watching.
he might be a millionaire who can afford any car in the world, but he still enjoys those little moments with you.
carlos is a football fanatic so you’ll watch matches together and discuss what is happening.
the one thing that makes you two argue (even if it’s jokingly) is that he’s a real madrid fan and you’re a barcelona fan.
you’re always in charge of the aux and he’s more than happy about it.
latin music is always playing and you’re both singing along, even shouting some lyrics if the song requires it.
your love for cooking is something carlos shares too. he loves it when you both wake up and make breakfast together.
dinner dates consist of cooking together more than the meal sharing part. that is your love language.
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ontheshroom · 1 year
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Always Forever
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Bryson tiller x reader
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A/n: @harlowsbby
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You had met Bryson through Jack as they were good friends. When you first started to really hang around Bryson things were friendly, but you both quickly started to develop feelings for each other. You had a hard time trusting Bryson. His songs didn’t really give him the best reputation and you’d been hurt before and you never wanted to feel like that again. Bryson had this way of making you feel like you’re the only girl he’s ever been with. He made you feel like when he was looking at you, you were the only two in the room.
This summer he had to perform at a festival that you all were attending in Kentucky. It was supposed to be the biggest event of the summer for Kentucky and you were so excited.
Your whole party consisted of Jack, Urban, Neelam, Bryson, and you. You five really just stuck together the whole time unless others joined like The Homies. Bryson wasn’t set to perform till later that night around 6:30ish when the sun was starting to set, and you all had arrived there at around noon. Everyone decided that they were growing hungry and decided that you all should order some pizza. You and Bryson lay up with your head on his chest and his arm around your body. You two weren’t dating, but you guys, sure enough, acted like it subconsciously. Urban snapped a quick picture before Neelam announced that the pizza had arrived.
“Want me to grab you some?” You asked Bryson causing him to smile up at you.
“Please, ma.” He said holding your hand until he had to let go of you and walking away.
As you were getting pizza for the both of you, Neelam walked up next to you and smiled at you sweetly.
“So, you and Bryson?” She asked wiggling her eyebrows, causing you to chuckle.
“We’re not dating.” You said looking back at him and then back at Neelam.
“But, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to.” You smiled grabbing the last slice of pizza before returning to sit back next to Bryson.
After you guys ate it was finally time for Bryson to finally go on stage. Everyone else stayed in the back where they had a camera view of the stage, but you wanted to actually watch him perform so you walked right next to the stage still hidden from the crowd. After about three of Bryson’s most famous songs he only had one more left to perform.
“Y’all have been amazing to me tonight so I thank y’all for that! Now, if you keep up with me on the gram, you’ll know I have a friend. Her name is y/n. She has been such a vital part of me lately. I am constantly with her she inspires me to make the music y’all enjoy so much. Now, y/n is actually right here, and I wanna perform this song for her so y/n bring your ass out here, ma.” Bryson says smiling waving you to walk over to him.
You felt shy walking out in front of all those people, but Bryson had this spell on you where you swore he could give you the confidence to do anything.
Bryson started singing Always Forever, you told him you loved that song the second he sampled it for you, although you always wondered who it was about.
“Wish you had feelings like mine, baby. It feels like I’m still just a homie.” Bryson sang.
“I’m simply tryna forget everything. Since you don’t remember anything.” Bryson sang the closing of the song.
“Y/n, I don’t wanna be just a homie. I want you, I want to call you mine. You mean so much to me and impress me every time I’m with you. On your looks, your mindset, how hard you work, and how much you care about those around you. I could go on forever, but I just wanna ask you. Y/n. Will you be mine?” Bryson asks you as fireworks go off around you.
“Yes, Bryson. I’ll be yours.” You smile up at him as he pulls you in for a kiss.
Bryson definitely knew how to make a space with thousands of people, just feel like you two were the only ones in it.
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judeslovaa · 1 year
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Lover vacation // Jude Bellingham
Charactes: Sam main, Jude 2nd main, Liera Sam's bestie, Toby Judes bestfriend and Liera's man, Freya and Bryson the dumb couple.
I was on vacation with the girls to Ibiza and when we arrived they all had their boyfriends there and on the side there was this guy called Jude, they all kiseed their guys meanwhile me and Jude stood there waving at eachother and that wave changed my life. Jude walked up to me and we talked shit about EVERYONE! Liera took a look at us and the next second everyone was saying how cute we were together and then Freya had the audacity to say "You 2 should date." One second we giggled the next we laughed out loud with everyone confused, Why are you laughing? Toby asked. Bro we just met, Jude replied. I mean Freya is right it's giving lovers. Ican't sleep in the same room as you if you're gonna keep this up, i said acting like Jude wasn't handsome as hell. Well we 4 decided we sleep with our partners cause 2 rooms got 1 bed and 1 room got 2. WE TAKE THE 2 BEDS! We know it ain't like you can survive in the same bed. Yeah, yeah shut up love birds i mean fly to Alaska if u want 2. Where tf did he get that from? Jude are you high i mean ALASKA BRO? Bryson who hadn't talked screamed. Oh shut up, Jude yelled back. Freya and Toby stopped it there.
The last few days me and Jude had a blast, parties for ourselves in our room annoying everyone at the hotel, ignoring our friends. It was perfect. One night after blasting 347 songs on Jude's bluetooth we went to get dressed brush ou teeths and go to bed. We stod side by side brushing our teth then we went to go change, Jude got done the fastest. When i came out to the room he had put dirty soil on my bed. Sorry dropped a vase with soil on your bed. OMG JUDEEEE what do i do now? I mean we could share a bed, IF you want to ofc. Oh shut up i have no other choice, he giggled and we fell asleep as far away from eachother.
The next morning i felt that my tummy was heavy, i looked down to see Judes arms on them. Hearing deep breaths by my neck Jude rested his head. I didn't wanna wake him up so i just played with his hair till he woke up. Oh sorry, i always end up in this position. Oh so you tell all your bitches that. He giggled understanding my humor, yeah actually i do. I kissed his forehead and layed my head ove his head that was still on the right side of my neck. I wont get out of bed.
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mrsbsmooth · 6 months
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Scripts - S7 - Episode 3 (Part 1 of 2)
Uma fail, bedtime boy time
NARRATOR: Welcome back to Love Island…
NARRATOR: Where Uma might be about to leave an UMA-mi taste in {0}'s mouth.
NARRATOR: It means bitter, no need to look it up.
NARRATOR: Ok, so it means savoury but I needed my pun to work.
NARRATOR: Bear with me, I’m getting into the swing of things. Back to the Casa Amor-action!
NARRATOR: Who was your E2_FAV? (I think this failed lol)
Rafael
Alex
Bryson
Joyo
{0} looks from Uma, to you, then back to Uma with one eyebrow raised.
Uma smiles expectantly, waiting…
UMA_HAPPY: Well? What do you say?
UMA_IDLE: I haven’t got all night.
UMA_FLIRTY: But <i>we</i> could have all night, if you say yes.
PLAYER_SURPRISED: Seriously, Uma?
{0}_EMBARRASSED: Um. Uma.
UMA_HAPPY: Yah?
{0}_EMBARRASSED: It’s just that…
{0}_EMBARRASSED: Well, you see the thing is…
UMA_IDLE: Gosh, boy. Spit it out!
{0}_IDLE: I’m sort of talking to {1}.
UMA_IDLE: I can see that.
{0}_EMBARRASSED: Erm, the implication is that we’re hitting it off and so…
{0}_HAPPY: Oh, I’m feeling pretty popular right now.
{0}_FLIRTY: They say three’s a crowd.
{0}_FLIRTY: But not in bed, right?
UMA_IDLE: That’s definitely not what I had in mind.
{0}_IDLE: I’m messing.
{0}_IDLE: To be honest, Uma. I’m not sure what the situation is yet.
{0}_HAPPY: Uma!
UMA_IDLE: Bryson!
{0}_FLIRTY: Here I was thinking I was the graft master general…
{0}_HAPPY: When it’s been you all along.
{0}_FLIRTY: Man oh man. I’ve got a rep to uphold.
{0}_IDLE: But yeah, I’m gonna hold off on answering till I know what’s what.
He glances at you.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: Oh.
{0}_IDLE: Ahh, Uma.
UMA_IDLE: That doesn’t sound good.
{0}_EMBARRASSED: I’m just not really sure what’s going on yet, ya know?
{0}_IDLE: Plus, I’m thinking I’ll most likely sleep by my lonesome tonight.
{0}_EMBARRASSED: It’s the first night and I’m not sure what Daph will be doing.
{0}_EMBARRASSED: This is awkward. Sorry, I’m bad with awkward situations.
UMA_IDLE: Yeah, I feel like this is a no.
Good answer {0}
PLAYER_HAPPY: That was a good answer, {0}.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: After all, you never know who else might wanna hop in your bed tonight.
{0}_IDLE: That’s a good point.
{0}_FLIRTY: You read my mind.
That was a weak answer {0}
PLAYER_SERIOUS: Kind of a weak answer there, {0}.
PLAYER_IDLE: Especially when you’re over here talking to me.
{0}_IDLE: I’m sorry you feel that way, {1}.
{0}_IDLE: Just don’t wanna hurt anybody’s feelings at this stage.
Your answer could’ve been clearer
PLAYER_IDLE: You could’ve been a bit clearer there, {0}.
PLAYER_IDLE: Feels like you sort of skirted around what you wanted to say.
{0}_IDLE: I get you, {1}.
{0}_EMBARRASSED: I just didn’t want to embarrass anyone.
UMA_IDLE: Maybe this is a bit awkward.
{0}_IDLE: I’m gonna leave you two to chat.
{0}_HAPPY: I’ll catch you in a little bit, {1}.
He strolls off with a little wave.
Uma watches him leave, then turns abruptly to face you.
UMA_IDLE: That was all a bit weird, right? Was it me?
You’ve got courage, girl!
PLAYER_HAPPY: You’ve definitely got courage, girl!
UMA_HAPPY: You’ve got to just go for what you want.
UMA_IDLE: I’m glad you’re not annoyed though.
You totally butted into our convo
PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Yeah, it was weird. You totally pushed into our convo.
UMA_SURPRISED: Oh what!?
UMA_IDLE: That wasn’t my intention. I didn’t know what you two were chatting about.
UMA_IDLE: I didn’t want to waste any time.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: Sometimes I forget to think before I do things.
Yeah, he’s mine
PLAYER_SERIOUS: Yep, it was weird. He’s clearly mine.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: I didn’t think we were claiming people this early.
UMA_IDLE: I was raised to go for what I want.
UMA_IDLE: I wasn’t trying to tread on your toes.
That was pretty funny actually
PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s all good. That was pretty funny. {0} didn’t know how to react.
PLAYER_HAPPY: His face…
You stifle a giggle.
UMA_HAPPY: He didn’t know how to deal.
UMA_IDLE: I did just get rejected though.
UMA_IDLE: I feel like his eyes are elsewhere.
UMA_IDLE: I need to work on being less clueless in here.
UMA_SERIOUS: Note to self, do not stumble into romantic chats and proposition either party.
PLAYER_IDLE: Very self-aware.
UMA_IDLE: That’s my aim.
UMA_IDLE: I’m gonna go catch up with the rest of the girls.
UMA_IDLE: I’ll see you soon.
As you relax on the daybeds you hear hushed, excited voices drifting over to you from the loungers.
{0}_HAPPY: Yeah, she was on it!
{0}_IDLE: She kinda interrupted my nice little chat with {1}...
Your eyes grow wide, you can’t believe your luck!
You can hear the boys chatting nearby. But they can’t see you.
*Stay and eavesdrop
You smile to yourself sneakily and edge onto the daybed closest to where the boys are gossiping.
Go and catch up with the girls
You ignore the chatter and head up to the dressing room to catch up with the girls.
You casually lean towards the sound of the boys’ conversation.
ALEX_SURPRISED: And how did you handle that, bro?
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I don’t think I did, if I’m honest.
RAFAEL_IDLE: There was some awkward mumbling on my part.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: You missed an immeasurable opportunity right there.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Two hot girls, you fumbled man.
JOYO_IDLE: Not true. Some girls like a boy with a little less artificial charm.
BRYSON_IDLE: I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that dig.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Respect to Uma’s graft game though.
RAFAEL_SURPRISED: And how did you handle that, bro?
ALEX_EMBARRASSED: I don’t think I did, if I’m honest.
ALEX_IDLE: There was some awkward mumbling on my part.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: You missed an immeasurable opportunity right there.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Two hot girls, you fumbled man.
JOYO_IDLE: Not true. Some girls like a boy with a little less artificial charm.
BRYSON_IDLE: I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that dig.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Respect to Uma’s graft game though.
RAFAEL_SURPRISED: And how did you handle that, bro?
BRYSON_FLIRTY: First thing’s first, I gave Uma props for her rizz.
BRYSON_IDLE: Then I wasn’t sure what to do. I didn’t wanna commit right there and then.
BRYSON_HAPPY: Especially because I was having such a nice chat with {0}.
ALEX_HAPPY: Wise decision, bud. It’s night one, I’m sure the girls get it.
JOYO_IDLE: Or there’s a chance he turned them both off. Here’s hoping.
BRYSON_IDLE: I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that dig.
RAFAEL_SURPRISED: And how did you handle that, bro?
JOYO_FLIRTY: I cracked a threesome joke.
JOYO_IDLE: In hindsight maybe it wasn’t the time.
JOYO_EMBARRASSED: It’s like the spirit of Bryson overtook my mouth.
BRYSON_IDLE: Wouldn’t that be your lucky day?
JOYO_SERIOUS: Absolutely not.
JOYO_IDLE: Anyway, then I brushed her off a bit.
JOYO_IDLE: I was having such a nice chat with {0}, didn’t want it to end actually.
ALEX_IDLE: You did the right thing bud.
ALEX_IDLE: You don’t want to be forcing anything.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Respect to Uma’s graft game though.
BRYSON_HAPPY: What are we all thinking RE bedroom tonight?
RAFAEL_IDLE: Ah man. Who knows.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: We got girls back in the villa to consider, remember?
JOYO_FLIRTY: Yet here we are, in Casa Amor.
JOYO_FLIRTY: The girls are breathtaking, the slate is clean.
ALEX_HAPPY: You make a good point.
ALEX_FLIRTY: I’d love a good long cuddle, you know?
ALEX_FLIRTY: One with a spark and potential you know? I don’t have that with Estelle.
RAFAEL_HAPPY: That’s cute and all…
RAFAEL_IDLE: But whoever you share a bed with needs to know the truth…
ALEX_IDLE: I can see where this is going.
RAFAEL_HAPPY: You’re a duvet hogger. I see you at 2am, all wrapped up like a burrito.
ALEX_HAPPY: Heard, but be real, it’s nowhere near as bad as Bryson’s sleep talking.
BRYSON_HAPPY: One time! One time I talk about my trainers in my sleep.
JOYO_IDLE: We really should warn anyone that shares with you though.
JOYO_FLIRTY: That they’re second best to a pair of, what was it? Sleek and sultry kicks.
ALEX_HAPPY: Yikes.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: I’m playing it by ear in terms of bedroom antics.
BRYSON_HAPPY: Bit of chat, lots of eye contact, then I’ll see what goes down.
JOYO_HAPPY: If we connect better with a girl in here, it can’t be helped.
JOYO_FLIRTY: None of us are exclusive.
ALEX_IDLE: True, I want the chance to really fall for a girl.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Me and Daphne felt like we were falling.
ALEX_IDLE: If that’s how you feel, we’ll all respect that 100%.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Buuuuut, the girls in here though.
BRYSON_HAPPY: We should be feeling blessed.
JOYO_HAPPY: So we’ve already established Uma’s making moves, we respect that.
JOYO_FLIRTY: What we saying about Summer?
ALEX_HAPPY: Gorgeous girl for sure.
ALEX_IDLE: But I’m feeling like she’s not marriage material. Not for me anyway.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: She’s one to watch.
RAFAEL_HAPPY: Bonnie is awesome. A little ray of sunlight.
ALEX_HAPPY: She’s a gem.
BRYSON_HAPPY: She’d be great in the main villa.
JOYO_HAPPY: She’s authentic. Gotta rate that.
BRYSON_IDLE: And {0}?
You lean even closer, straining to hear all the details. The boys have paused, they’re exchanging little glances.
Joyo lets out a long low whistle.
JOYO_FLIRTY: The girl is dynamite.
ALEX_HAPPY: She’s really shaken things up for me.
ALEX_FLIRTY: She’s beautiful and intriguing.
ALEX_IDLE: I definitely want to get to know her properly.
ALEX_HAPPY: I want to work her out.
JOYO_IDLE: What do you mean?
ALEX_FLIRTY: Just that I can already tell she’s got levels to her.
ALEX_FLIRTY: Not sure what they are yet, but I’m intrigued for sure.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: I definitely want to amp up the flirting with her. See if she’s into it.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: It’s impossible to ignore a girl that looks like her.
JOYO_IDLE: Like I said, she’s hotter than the sun. I’d like to know what makes her tick.
JOYO_IDLE: But I’m committed to playing it cool.
JOYO_IDLE: Keeping my head, exploring my options.
JOYO_FLIRTY: Nothing too hasty.
BRYSON_SERIOUS: Not feeling too serious about Geri then?
JOYO_SERIOUS: It was still early days for me and Geri. She’s cool and all.
JOYO_IDLE: But super early days as we weren’t exactly like Raf and Daph.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Yeah, what about you, Rafael?
BRYSON_FLIRTY: I peeped you with the love heart eyes when you saw her.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Well sure, she’s pretty.
ALEX_HAPPY: Go on?
RAFAEL_IDLE: If I’m being fully honest she has turned my head a little bit.
JOYO_FLIRTY: Are we talking quarter turn? Half turn?
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Too early to say.
RAFAEL_IDLE: Let’s just say she’s making me rethink my lonely sleeping arrangements.
ALEX_SURPRISED: Woah!
BRYSON_FLIRTY: That’s more than a half turn! You’re gonna give me whiplash.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I’m still thinking on it. I don’t want to do anything I’ll regret.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Daph’s been my day one in here and I respect her. And what we have.
RAFAEL_FLIRTY: But there is something about {0}.
ALEX_IDLE: I hear you.
ALEX_HAPPY: We should head up though, see what the girls are feeling.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Yeah, Joyo still has to do his 8-step skincare routine.
JOYO_IDLE: 5, it’s 5 steps.
You hear footsteps heading towards you from across the grass.
Leaping up you dash stealthily away, keeping low to the ground.
You stroll into the dressing room to find the girls sitting at the mirrors taking their makeup off.
They’re all in their hottest sleepwear ready for the night ahead.
Summer is rifling through one of the closets intensely.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Oh hey there, {0}.
BONNIE_IDLE: You just missed the chaos.
PLAYER_SURPRISED: What chaos?
BONNIE_FLIRTY: You wanna tell her, Uma?
UMA_SAD: I forgot to pack my bunny slippers.
UMA_IDLE: My feet feel weird without them.
Summer pauses her closet pursuit to look at Uma quizzically.
SUMMER_IDLE: When you say bunny slippers do you mean like bunny print or…?
UMA_IDLE: Nah, I mean the whole hog.
UMA_HAPPY: Like you’re putting your feet into the little bunny bodies.
UMA_HAPPY: And their heads are at your toes.
PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow.
SUMMER_EMBARRASSED: Yeesh.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: I’m all for self-expression…
SUMMER_FLIRTY: But maybe it’s a good thing you left those behind.
SUMMER_IDLE: They don’t exactly sound sexy.
UMA_FLIRTY: Ah, but I can make anything sexy. The things those bunny slippers have seen…
SUMMER_FLIRTY: I stand corrected.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Love that for you.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Brings a whole new meaning to the phrase at it like rabbits.
PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Oh ew.
BONNIE_IDLE: But yeah, it’s been chaotic in here.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Summer has changed her outfit about 40 times.
SUMMER_SERIOUS: I want to be giving sensual goddess. Why didn’t I pack my sexier undies?
BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: Ok, but wearing small undies to bed is a no-go.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Fine, I’ll wear no underwear at all!
UMA_IDLE: You go girl.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Speaking of, what are you gonna wear, {0}?
SUMMER_FLIRTY: The theme is, dress to impress. First impressions are everything.
You head over to the closet.
PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m fully feeling this look.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Yes! That’s the one. Pure spice.
SUMMER_SURPRISED: Oh noooooo, you’re gonna outshine me.
Summer dives back into the closet and starts rifling through furiously again.
UMA_FLIRTY: Look at you.
UMA_HAPPY: I feel sorry for the main villa girls tonight.
PLAYER_IDLE: I think this is good.
BONNIE_SURPRISED: You sure? First night vibes, remember.
UMA_IDLE: We’re going for the collective slay. Need you on the team, {0}.
SUMMER_IDLE: Though at least you won’t outshine me.
Let me look again
PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m fully feeling this look.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Yes! That’s the one. Pure spice.
SUMMER_SURPRISED: Oh noooooo, you’re gonna outshine me.
Summer dives back into the closet and starts rifling through furiously again.
UMA_FLIRTY: Look at you.
UMA_HAPPY: I feel sorry for the main villa girls tonight.
PLAYER_IDLE: I’m really fine in this.
SUMMER_IDLE: At least you’ll have a good night’s sleep.
I like what I’m wearing
PLAYER_IDLE: I’m genuinely good in this.
SUMMER_IDLE: At least you’ll have a good night’s sleep.
BONNIE_HAPPY: So we’re pretty much all ready.
UMA_IDLE: Are we talking bed plans yet?
SUMMER_HAPPY: Yeah you gotta rethink after {0} pied you off.
UMA_SAD: Oi. Fair point.
UMA_IDLE: Where did you go after that whole situation though, {0}?
UMA_IDLE: You took a while to come join us.
Spill about the boys
PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, girls, you ready? Pull in.
BONNIE_SURPRISED: Ooooh, are we about to receive some gossip?
The girls crowd around you, eyes lit up with excitement.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Open and ready.
UMA_HAPPY: It’s tell-all time.
PLAYER_IDLE: So I was just chilling on the daybeds, right?
UMA_IDLE: Uh huh.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: When the wind just happened to blow the boys’ secret chat down towards me.
SUMMER_SURPRISED: Oh yeah!
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Of course, I couldn’t exactly not listen.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Of course, of course, would be rude to the wind!
PLAYER_HAPPY: Exactly.
PLAYER_HAPPY: I heard a few little details that I thought I could  share…
SUMMER_EMBARRASSED: Spill already.
UMA_HAPPY: Got us hanging on your every word.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: And not just because you’re pretty.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: They all respect your graft, Uma.
UMA_IDLE: As they should.
PLAYER_IDLE: They think you’re hot, Summer.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Well duhhhh.
PLAYER_HAPPY: Bonnie, they think you’re an absolute gem.
BONNIE_HAPPY: D’aaaaaaw. That’s all I can ask for really.
Keep schtum
PLAYER_IDLE: Oh erm, I was relaxing. Self-care nap on the daybeds.
SUMMER_IDLE: Good plan, you won’t be getting any sleep tonight!
BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: I hope that’s not the case.
BONNIE_IDLE: I get very grouchy running on no sleep.
SUMMER_SURPRISED: I can hear the boys in the bedroom!
UMA_IDLE: So loud.
PLAYER_SURPRISED: I think I just heard a thud.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: That was just one of them, or all of them, falling for me.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Gimme your confidence, Summer.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Any day.
Bonnie pulls you to the side as Summer and Uma giggle amongst themselves and douse themselves in perfume.
BONNIE_IDLE: Summer is definitely scoping out {0}, {1}.
BONNIE_IDLE: I know you two were getting on really well.
BONNIE_IDLE: Who are you planning to share with tonight though?
Alex
PLAYER_IDLE: Gotta be Alex for me.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Makes perfect sense.
PLAYER_HAPPY: He’s really piqued my interest.
BONNIE_IDLE: Oooh interesting. You changed your mind.
PLAYER_IDLE: I have. He’s just really piqued my interest.
Bryson
PLAYER_IDLE: Gotta be Bryson for me.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Makes perfect sense.
PLAYER_HAPPY: He’s really piqued my interest.
BONNIE_IDLE: Oooh interesting. You changed your mind.
PLAYER_IDLE: I have. He’s just really piqued my interest.
Joyo
PLAYER_IDLE: Gotta be Joyo for me.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Makes perfect sense.
PLAYER_HAPPY: He’s really piqued my interest.
BONNIE_IDLE: Oooh interesting. You changed your mind.
PLAYER_IDLE: I have. He’s just really piqued my interest.
Rafael
PLAYER_IDLE: Gotta be Rafael for me.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Makes perfect sense.
PLAYER_HAPPY: He’s really piqued my interest.
BONNIE_IDLE: Oooh interesting. You changed your mind.
PLAYER_IDLE: I have. He’s just really piqued my interest.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Although…
PLAYER_IDLE: Although what?
BONNIE_FLIRTY: You don’t necessarily have to share a bed with a boy.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Just sayin’
PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll keep that in mind.
UMA_IDLE: Terrace? To finish our chat?
SUMMER_HAPPY: Let’s do it.
BONNIE_IDLE: Coming, {0}?
PLAYER_IDLE: Definitely, I’ll catch up to you. Just wanna finish getting ready.
The girls bustle out of the dressing room and leave you to quickly make your adjustments in peace.
You check yourself over in the mirror and head out through the bedroom to the terrace.
You sashay out into the bedroom. Bryson and Rafael are bouncing enthusiastically on one of the beds. Alex is waving them down.
Joyo is lying flat on the floor with his hands tucked under his head like a pillow.
PLAYER_SURPRISED: What the?
BRYSON_HAPPY: Busteddddd.
ALEX_HAPPY: You might not believe this…
ALEX_HAPPY: But we were behaving relatively normal when the other girls came through.
RAFAEL_HAPPY: Then me and ol’ Bryson here thought we’d check out bounceability.
ALEX_FLIRTY: I’m being the sensible one, I foresee somebody getting hurt otherwise.
PLAYER_IDLE: I thought I heard a thudding sound before?
BRYSON_FLIRTY: That was me! Falling for you.
Cute, do it again
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Cute. Go on then, do it again.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: It would be all too easy, just a little more vigorous bouncing…
RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Ew, man.
BRYSON_HAPPY: Accidental double entendres are the best.
BRYSON_IDLE: Seriously though, I’m gonna fall.
Summer already made that joke
PLAYER_IDLE: Summer beat you to that line already I’m afraid.
BRYSON_HAPPY: Oh damn. First Uma, now Summer. They’re draining my rizz force.
JOYO_IDLE: Remind me to thank them both.
I hope not
PLAYER_IDLE: I really hope not.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Ooooof, bro.
BRYSON_EMBARRASSED: I blame Uma. She’s draining my rizz force, she’s more powerful than I!
JOYO_FLIRTY: I’m trying not to smirk down here.
JOYO_IDLE: You look breathtaking by the way, {0}.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: I second that.
ALEX_FLIRTY: You’re beautiful. Glowing I’d say.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: You are shining, and not in a sweaty way.
ALEX_HAPPY: Unfortunately for you, {0}, you’ve unknowingly entered…
ALEX_FLIRTY: Bedtime boy time.
My lucky day
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well then, it’s my lucky day.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: I get to be the centre of attention for a couple of secs.
ALEX_FLIRTY: You could be the centre of attention anywhere.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Yeah, you just walk into a room and POW! All eyes on you.
RAFAEL_FLIRTY: If anything, it’s our lucky day that you’ve joined us.
RAFAEL_IDLE: I should get off the bed though.
He leaps down. Bryson sits beside him.
I’ll embrace the chaos
PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m embracing the chaos of bedtime boy time.
ALEX_HAPPY: That’s a win right there.
PLAYER_IDLE: Why are you lying on the floor though, Joyo?
JOYO_FLIRTY: Why not?
JOYO_IDLE: I just felt like it.
BRYSON_HAPPY: No rhyme nor reason for bedtime boy time antics.
RAFAEL_HAPPY: We just do whatever comes into our heads.
PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m all for it.
Am I intruding?
PLAYER_IDLE: Am I intruding, I can go? I’m heading up to join the girls anyway.
ALEX_HAPPY: Not what I meant at all. We’re honoured to give you a window into the chaos.
ALEX_HAPPY: I’m sure bedtime girl time is just as chaotic.
PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s true.
BRYSON_HAPPY: Yah, please stay awhile, pretty lady.
JOYO_IDLE: That’ll make her leave.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Joyo, you are what is commonly referred to as a spoilsport.
RAFAEL_HAPPY: Where’d you get that word from? 1786?
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Exactly, in my Regency era.
JOYO_IDLE: Oh man, go back to history class. That came a bit later.
ALEX_HAPPY: Although hopefully you won’t view us as walking icks after this experience.
BRYSON_HAPPY: She could never!
PLAYER_HAPPY: Whilst I’m here then, gimme some tips. Some more icks and non-icks?
ALEX_HAPPY: You taking notes?
Maybe…
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Maybe I am… What’s it to you?
ALEX_FLIRTY: Get her some paper, boys.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: You can write on my arm, that way you can recap when we’re in bed later.
JOYO_IDLE: Ok, even I’ll admit that was a good one.
RAFAEL_FLIRTY: The game is back.
You flatter yourself
PLAYER_IDLE: You flatter yourselves. I’m just nosy.
ALEX_FLIRTY: If you say so.
BRYSON_HAPPY: She’s gonna tell the other girls!
JOYO_IDLE: So what if she does?
RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ll tell you, {0}.
RAFAEL_HAPPY: I find it really cute when girls blow kisses.
PLAYER_HAPPY: Awww.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I get icked out by girls being on their phones too much.
RAFAEL_HAPPY: I want a girl to be present and in the moment with me, you know?
BRYSON_SURPRISED: But how will she capture that content for you?!
RAFAEL_HAPPY: I don’t need her to.
BRYSON_IDLE: Kudos dude.
BRYSON_HAPPY: It’s part of my job to be chronically online, but even I like to take breaks.
BRYSON_IDLE: For an ick I’d say…
BRYSON_EMBARRASSED: Belly button fluff.
PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Oddly specific.
BRYSON_EMBARRASSED: Yeah, don’t ask.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: For my turn on I think I’ll say…
BRYSON_HAPPY: Oooh, you know when a girl jumps into her boy’s arms, like at the end of a movie?
BRYSON_HAPPY: I like that sappy rom com stuff.
JOYO_IDLE: Interesting. I’m not averse to a good rom com myself.
JOYO_FLIRTY: I like it when girls whisper in my ear.
JOYO_FLIRTY: Takes me by surprise.
JOYO_IDLE: I’m not a fan of open mouth chewing though…
PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Ew.
ALEX_IDLE: That’s an important one.
ALEX_FLIRTY: For me, I’m really into when a girl puts her hands on my chest.
ALEX_FLIRTY: Like just casually whilst she’s talking to me.
ALEX_HAPPY: Feels so naturally intimate.
ALEX_IDLE: And my ick? My ick would be a girl that doesn’t like animals or kids.
ALEX_IDLE: Both of those things are a big part of my life.
PLAYER_IDLE: That makes sense.
{0}_IDLE: Oh wait, I’ve just thought of some more important ones.
He holds eye contact with you, studying your face with a smile.
{0}_FLIRTY: I get goosebumps when a girl strokes my hair.
{0}_EMBARRASSED: And how could I forget the ultimate ick…
PLAYER_SURPRISED: What is it?
{0}_EMBARRASSED: When girls use the dreaded cringe nicknames.
PLAYER_HAPPY: Like what?
{0}_EMBARRASSED: I was called Boo Boo once. Ugh.
All of the boys shudder in agreement.
ALEX_HAPPY: Were these the kinds of things you wanted to hear, {0}?
They were very… helpful
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Absolutely. They were very… helpful.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Nooooooo! We’ve given her too much power.
JOYO_FLIRTY: Power in the right hands can be very attractive.
ALEX_FLIRTY: I trust her.
RAFAEL_FLIRTY: Don’t go all supervillain on us.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: I won’t.
Along the right lines
PLAYER_IDLE: Those were definitely along the right lines.
BRYSON_HAPPY: She knows too much.
RAFAEL_IDLE: Naaaah, our answers were pretty tame, weren’t they?
ALEX_IDLE: You have got an advantage now, {0}.
JOYO_IDLE: With great power comes great responsibility.
I’m not saying
PLAYER_IDLE: I’m saying nothing.
PLAYER_HAPPY: Maybe they were, maybe they weren’t.
ALEX_IDLE: Maybe you’ll remember them?
BRYSON_IDLE: Maybe you won’t?
PLAYER_IDLE: Exactly.
JOYO_IDLE: Mysterious… Dangerous.
RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Should we be worried?
PLAYER_IDLE: My lips are sealed.
PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll see you boys again in a minute.
PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s terrace time for me.
ALEX_FLIRTY: Good timing.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: Yeah, there are some parts of bedtime boy time you do not want to be privy to.
JOYO_SERIOUS: If you mention my skincare routine again…
BRYSON_HAPPY: You brought it up!
RAFAEL_HAPPY: In a bit, {0}.
You give the boys a wave as you hurry up to the terrace.
On the terrace, the girls sit waiting for you with straight postures and legs folded.
UMA_IDLE: Finally.
UMA_HAPPY: We didn’t want to start without you.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: We’re supposed to be bringing big business energy.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Because we mean business.
SUMMER_IDLE: Business casual of course. Though I’m sure I could rock a full suit.
PLAYER_HAPPY: Business casual in your PJs?
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Um, yuh. The terrace is our boardroom.
BONNIE_IDLE: And our first order of business is sleeping arrangements.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Looks like you girls have been getting your graft on!
BONNIE_HAPPY: Summer taking boys to the terrace already.
BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: Uma propositioning boys while they’re mid-chat with {0}.
BONNIE_IDLE: So much for this moving slow business.
UMA_FLIRTY: I never said I’d be moving slow.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: I know I did, but I guess I changed my mind.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: The boys are so hot, this place is so intoxicating.
SUMMER_EMBARRASSED: And I just don’t wanna get left behind, you know?
SUMMER_IDLE: I feel like I’m supposed to be here and I want to make the most of it.
UMA_IDLE: You’re not the only one going full steam ahead to graft city.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Graft city? Graft city central? Graftopia?
UMA_FLIRTY: Exactly…
PLAYER_IDLE: Hmmmmmm.
Uma turns to you sheepishly.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: Though I did want to say that the bed request with {0} was not it.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: I really should’ve read the room.
UMA_IDLE: I am pretty bad at that sometimes.
It’s really no biggie
PLAYER_IDLE: It’s honestly no biggie.
PLAYER_HAPPY: None of the boys are mine…
You grin and raise your eyebrows at her.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Yet.
UMA_HAPPY: Noted, {0}.
UMA_HAPPY: Glad we’re good.
UMA_HAPPY: I want to come away from here with some girl friends too.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Oh heck yeah.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Or a girlfriend. Maybe.
She holds your gaze.
UMA_HAPPY: That would be cuuuute.
Yeah I keep thinking about it
PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah, I keep thinking about it actually.
PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Not cool.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: Absolutely not.
UMA_IDLE: You two were clicking in that moment.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: Totally my bad.
Just don’t do it again
PLAYER_IDLE: Uma, just don’t do it again. I was mid chat.
UMA_IDLE: Noted. My girl code was lacking in that moment.
UMA_IDLE: I should’ve waited till you two had finished chatting.
UMA_IDLE: Then I probably should’ve pulled you first.
SUMMER_HAPPY: You don’t own {0} though, {1}.
UMA_IDLE: Yeah, but in this sort of situation it’s just decency.
SUMMER_IDLE: I suppose that’s true.
BONNIE_IDLE: Ok, now we’ve cleared everything up. Let’s talk bedtime strategies.
UMA_IDLE: I feel like it would be useful to say which boys we’re planning to focus on.
UMA_IDLE: I like Alex.
UMA_IDLE: He’s solid and dependable.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Ah yes, and they say romance is dead.
UMA_IDLE: You know what I mean.
UMA_HAPPY: He’s a sexy guy, but he’s not a player. That is rare.
UMA_IDLE: I like Bryson.
UMA_IDLE: He’s exciting and very different to me.
SUMMER_IDLE: Well they do say opposites attract.
PLAYER_IDLE: What about you, Bonnie?
BONNIE_HAPPY: Joyo has interesting energy.
PLAYER_IDLE: Oh yeah?
BONNIE_FLIRTY: I can’t quite figure him out. I like that.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Bryson’s got something.
PLAYER_IDLE: Ya think?
BONNIE_HAPPY: I think me and him would spend a lot of time laughing.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: But…
PLAYER_IDLE: But what?
BONNIE_FLIRTY: If I’m being real, I’d like to be getting to know you too.
UMA_IDLE: Who are you feeling, Summer?
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Well.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Now that you mention it.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Alex is total marriage material. I’d chop wood with him anyday.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: But then again, Bryson’s got that cheeky charm that I crave.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Joyo? Now there’s a mystery I’d love to solve.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: And Rafael? I love the idea of turning his cute little head.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: Summer… That is not a straight answer.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: You’re playing with us.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Yup. I guess I just haven’t picked yet.
SUMMER_IDLE: Wanna make the right choice.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Though {0} is looking particularly delicious tonight.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Whoever I share with is gonna get my best and most flirtatious side.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Lucky boy.
*Sabotage Summer with {0}’s ick
PLAYER_FLIRTY: You know what, Summer?
SUMMER_HAPPY: What?
PLAYER_HAPPY: I heard that {0} is a sucker for cutesy girls.
PLAYER_IDLE: So maybe he’s your type.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Oooh, what do you mean? Elaborate!
PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh, I don’t know. I’m guessing stuff like fluttering eyelashes, cutesy nicknames…
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Like what?
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh I dunno, something like Boo Boo.
SUMMER_HAPPY: I love that!
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Nice. I can nail that. Thanks, {0}.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Gonna try that later on.
Ignore Summer
PLAYER_IDLE: Did you hear something, Bonnie?
PLAYER_IDLE: Sounded like a fly buzzing in my ear!
SUMMER_IDLE: You’re sooooooo funny, {0}.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: I’ll just keep buzzing.
BONNIE_HAPPY: Nobody’s doubting that, gal.
UMA_IDLE: What’s your plan then, {0}?
Uma, I’m joining you in graft city
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Uma, is there room on the train to graft city?
UMA_FLIRTY: All aboard. First class for you.
UMA_HAPPY: Wait, this isn’t cool girl chat! What’s happening to us?
UMA_HAPPY: Must be the Casa Amor air.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining.
UMA_FLIRTY: Me either.
I’m not saying
PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not saying a thing.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: She doesn’t want us to steal her ideas.
BONNIE_HAPPY: I don’t blame you, {0}.
UMA_IDLE: I’ll just have to watch you for tips.
UMA_EMBARRASSED: That sounded creepy.
UMA_IDLE: I’ll try not to watch you. Oh dear.
I'm gonna be coy
PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll be keeping it coy.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: In an alluring type of way.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Stealing that.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Joking!
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Are you?
UMA_IDLE: She’s not.
UMA_HAPPY: That’s a good gameplan, {0}.
PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks, I thought so.
I’m playing it so cool
PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll be playing it so cool.
PLAYER_FLIRTY: Cooler than Joyo.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Charm them with your icy powers.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: I like it.
UMA_IDLE: But don’t ice ‘em out.
UMA_IDLE: It’s all gone kinda quiet in there, you know?
BONNIE_HAPPY: I reckon they’re ready for us.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: See ya later, suckers.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Love you all though.
She charges off to be the first in the bedroom.
UMA_HAPPY: She’s on it tonight. I respect it.
UMA_IDLE: Shall we go, girls?
PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah, let’s go!
You enter the bedroom with Uma and Bonnie at your side.
Summer and the boys are crowded in the middle of the room.
BRYSON_HAPPY: Girls! Summer was just saying that we should push all the beds together.
BRYSON_FLIRTY: For one big sleepover!
SUMMER_IDLE: I certainly wasn’t.
BONNIE_FLIRTY: Ooooh, how about you push them all together for us, Bryson?
BONNIE_HAPPY: Then the girls will use the monster bed, and you boys can share the floor.
ALEX_HAPPY: She got you, my man.
JOYO_IDLE: I like the floor.
PLAYER_HAPPY: Can confirm.
SUMMER_HAPPY: Enough idle chit-chat.
Summer grins confidently at you before focusing on {0}.
She looks directly into his eyes.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: We were talking about sleeping arrangements outside.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: It got me thinking about sharing a bed with you.
{0}_SURPRISED: Really?
SUMMER_FLIRTY: How about it, Boo Boo.
{0} slowly backs away from her.
Summer looks confused until comprehension dawns on her face.
She gives you a sassy stare.
SUMMER_FLIRTY: Sorry, {0}. I was just having a funny few minutes.
{0}_IDLE: This is all very odd.
UMA_IDLE: Let’s make some decisions, people.
BRYSON_HAPPY: Yes, yes, yes!
BRYSON_FLIRTY: I’m ready to, erm sleep. Or ya know, not sleep.
UMA_IDLE: {0}, who do you wanna share with?
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Day 18 of #SVULoveInTheAir💕
Prompt #116: Till I Met You by Angeline Quinto (Part 1)
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( this collab with @lcandothisallday is a whole dream come true. She’s fucking amazing and talented and the fact that she did this with me is insane. Thank you again friend for doing this with me I can’t wait to do another one with you in the future 🤍 you’re extremely talented. Enjoy y’all )
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yourinstagramname treat me mv and newest single out now. Drop your favorite lyrics below 🖤
sza you know you go broke trying to handle me. That’s gotta be my favorite line 😫😫
normani okay body 🥴🥴
zendaya you know anything less is unacceptable. I love that line right there 💅🏽💅🏽💅🏽
theshaderoom you gonna have to do a lot of ass kissing. I feel like that like hints at a certain somebody possibly @jackharlow 👀👀
Heartache wasn’t easy to get over especially when you get cheated on by the so-called love of your life. Jack Harlow the world's newest heartthrob cheated on you, his once girlfriend of five years. It wasn’t easy to get over Jack I mean sure there were many nights you spent blowing up his phone and he spent blowing up your phone. You loved Jack but you loved yourself and career even more.
You eventually moved on and poured out your heart and heartache into music which resulted in your newest single “Treat Me” that reached number one on the billboard charts 24 hours after it was released. Fans were loving the shade you threw towards Jack but Jack hated it.
You were set to play at the Billboard Music Awards and were beyond thrilled and nervous at the same time. You knew Jack was opening the show but your team helped you to not stress about it as much.
You sat in the audience and cheered when Bryson came on stage and then the stage switched over to Jack’s performance. He looked damned good in that all black outfit. His beard was nice and trimmed and that smile-God you so badly wanted to just jump on him but he was no good for you and old news.
“I know that boy did not just try and dance.” Your best friend since kindergarten Cindy said making you stiff a laugh knowing the cameras were on you.
“Be nice Cindy, he's trying his best and he looks good.” You told her, causing her to mentally gag at your response.
“The goal is to get over him Y/N not fall in love with him again. He cheated on he isn’t worth the heartache again.”
You let out a small sigh, looking down momentarily. “You don’t think I know that? I just can’t help it,” you mumbled. “But don’t worry…I won’t fall for him again,” you reassured her. As Jack finishes up his performance, you are forced to politely clap along, knowing that the camera’s were going to be focused on you considering the recent breakup. They wanted the tea and you weren’t going to give them the pleasure of having it.
“Okay come on girly it’s your turn right after Megan announces you onto the stage you’re gonna go out there and kill it.” Cindy reassured you and you nodded, smiling slightly as the butterflies in your stomach now appeared.
“Now I would love to welcome my beautiful and talented hottie of a bestie, the amazing Y/N!!” Megan sang and that’s when the beat and tempo of Treat Me Started.
Everyone looked at you in awe. All those long and hard hours in the gym paid off and you couldn’t be happier.
“Because being on my level is difficult you better wake up and put me on a pedestal.” You sang into the mic with so much passion. The night that you caught Jack cheating flooded your brain which really gave your performance that extra push and fire and the cameras and everyone watching you could see that.
“Wow she’s so amazing and the lyrics I’m sorry Jack but she’s eating you up.” Neelam joked and Jack watched you with a smug look on his face. He was pissed to say the least. He treated you like a princess well till he cheated on you.
It was now coming towards the end of your song and you stood directly in front of Jack and looked him dead in his eyes and sang the ending of your song with no audio, just pure acoustic.
“Treat me baby, yeah you know I do it right. Ohhh ohhh. Love me like I love me completely and deeply nowwww. Treat me like I treat me.” You sang into the mic and dropped the mic after and everyone cheered and stood for you giving you a round of applause. Everyone besides Jack who stayed seated in his seat the two of you keeping your eye contact on one another till the lights went out.
Watching your performance had Jack internally fuming. On the outside he remained calm and cocky per usual, but he was mad to say the least. It was so painfully obvious that the song was about him and he simply didn’t want to deal with the bullshit that came afterwards with the media and public speculating on everything.
As you make it back to your seat, you confidently strut past Jack with the slightest smirk, causing the curly haired man to scoff. Eventually it was time for Jack and Bryson to head up onto the stage to present the award for best new artist. “Everybody give it up for Y/N! Isn’t my beautiful friend talented?” Bryson began with his charming grin.
The crowd instantly cheered which undeniably caused you to grin widely. But while Bryson’s intention was to break the ice a bit, it quite frankly did the opposite because Jack couldn’t hold in his pettiness.
A small scoff left Jack’s lips as an almost annoyed expression took over. He leaned into the mic before speaking. “Yeah her performance was really good…but it does suck when people lie on your name. I guess I wasn’t treating you right those last 5 years huh?” he asked, his blue eyes throwing daggers your way.
You could hear a few people gasp in shock while the camera turned to vye for your reaction. Being called out like that was beyond embarrassing and he had absolutely no right saying that considering he was the cheater. Instantly you felt your heart rate pick up and you had to try extremely hard not to let the tears collect in your eyes. As confidently as you can, you get up from your seat and walk off, not caring about anyone at that moment. You just needed to get the hell out of there before you broke down on national tv.
The second Jack saw the tears in your eyes, he felt instant regret. He hadn’t meant to come out that harsh but it seemed like his mouth and broken heart was moving faster than his brain. Bryson awkwardly continued with announcing the award and once that was all finished, Jack dashed off stage in search of you. He went back to where the trailers for the performers were and frantically knocked on the door that had your name on it.
Inside the trailer, you were crying into your hands. Upon hearing the knocks, you quickly wipe at your eyes, hoping to hide any evidence of your emotions which truthfully wasn’t working well. “U-Um…who is it?” you mumbled in question.
“It’s me Y/N,” Jack sighed. “Please can we talk?” Furrowing your brows, you let out a defeated sigh and swing open the door, coming face to face with your ex boyfriend. It had been so long since the last time you were this close in proximity to him–the last time being when the two of you fought over him cheating which ultimately led to the breakup.
“What do you want Jack?” you ask tiredly. You didn’t care that your confidence had died down. You simply wanted this day to be over with.
Seeing your tear stained face again reminded him of that awful night that he managed to fuck everything up. “I wanted to apologize…I didn’t mean what I said Y/N.”
You couldn’t help but scoff at what he said. “If you didn’t mean it then why did you say it?” you question, crossing your arms in front of you in defence. “I mean–I will say you’re right. You did treat me well…that was until you cheated on me Jack.”
“So why write an entire song about me Y/N? Do you not realize how bad that makes me look? I don't have the time for this bullshit.” He yelled at you, his hands waving in the air. You scoffed truly not believing what you were hearing right now. Was he seriously concerned more about his image?
“You’re worried about your image right now? And here I thought you actually came to apologize to me Jack. You know you’re so full of yourself.” You spat at him. You were no longer upset, you were mad beyond mad. The audacity of this man to call you out on national television and then come into your dressing room and give you some bullshit apology.
“You cheated Jack and don't be upset that I took all my heartache and pain and poured it into my music. I'm so not sorry that you’re taking it to heart. Maybe next time you’ll realize the mistake you’re about to make before you actually make it.” His face softened at your words because you were right and he knew you were right.
“Look I’m sorry Y/N and I mean it this time you just know how the media gets and now that I’m blowing up more this is the last thing I need.” He sighed and flooped himself into the couch in your trailer.
“I’m sorry Jack but I don’t feel any sympathy towards you. You cheated and now the world knows that Jack Harlow, the newest heartthrob, isn't just as dirty as the trash they see around them.” You spat at him before getting up and collecting your phone and purse before leaving.
“I hope you have a nice life Jack I truly do.” You told him before leaving him alone in his thoughts and his own regret
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