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to-thelakes · 2 months

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built to fall (5)

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

series summary; after having a rough month, the feelings that you had been harbouring for your co-worker finally come to the surface

series warnings; fluff, hurt/comfort, smut (later on), mutual pining, discussions of mental health, reader gets drunk, vomiting, suggestive themes, sexual tension, cases that the bau work are also mentioned so the usual warnings for the show apply

warnings for this part; MDNI (minors do not interact) sexual content, fluff, tired reader, tired team, jj being nosy (we love her), smut, fingering, squirting, praise kink, soft!dom luke, self-indulgent smut, needy reader

notes; okay, hello my lovelies, i'm literally just dropping this and then crawling back into my hole because i woke up feeling atrociously tired and worse than i have since i got the flu in december, i will save you from the grim details but safe to say, i'm exhausted, but i gave this a little edit this morning and it's literally just self-indulgent smut and like just a little hint of what is gonna come for these two, we get a very very small smidge of luke worshipping reader hehe. like this is written entirely to my taste so whoops but anyway, i hope you enjoy <3

tags; @smurfenijsje12 @xoxomoonlightbabe

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You were the last one to arriveto the jet after you had to stop off at your apartment to get a to-go bag together. You had rushed around like a headless chicken, regretting not being more prepared for this but it served as a good distraction from the wetness between your legs.

By the time that you had clambered aboard the jet and dropped into the seat beside Emily, you had completely forgotten about the ache that Luke had left behind. Then when Emily began to talk you through the case, any arousal that still lingered was squashed. It was hard to think about how much you needed Luke when you were staring at pictures of mangled corpses. Really, your job was the biggest buzzkill.

Garcia popped up on the scene as the jet took off and the usual routine ensued. You discussed the case and came up with any preliminary theories before Emily told you where all of you needed to go when you landed. And you weren’t entirely sure if it was a curse or a blessing that she sent you and Luke to assess the latest crime scene.

Part of you was glad to spend the time with Luke but the other part of you didn’t want to have to try and keep your composure around him because you knew that would basically be impossible.

However, you kept your mouth shut and the team then split off to do their own private theorizing and reading of the case file or just take a short nap before you landed. That meant that everyone was sufficiently distracted enough for JJ to quiz you about your late appearance and what Garcia had told her about you being at Luke’s.

“You got something you wanna tell me?” JJ asked, cocking an eyebrow with a wry grin on her face. You looked up from the casefile, furrowing your eyebrows as you ran through every possible scenario that she could be talking about. At first you assumed it was something about the case but then you caught how her eyes drifted to the mark on your neck.

The mark that you had forgotten Luke had left on you.

“I stayed at his place,” You shrugged, looking back down at your casefile. You wanted to talk to JJ about it but also you didn’t want the entire team knowing your business. You and Luke had just spent the weekend together and you hadn’t even discussed what the two of you were. For now, it was simply the two of you enjoying each other’s company in a less than conventional way.

“You just stayed over?” She asked. You glanced around and noticed how Luke’s gaze had lifted. He had clearly caught on to you and JJ’s whispering and you sent him a smile but that just made him lift an eyebrow.

“Yeah, stayed over, met Roxy, we went on a few walks and he cooked for me,” You forced your gaze away from the man in question to look at the blonde in front of you, “His cooking isn’t as bad as you’d think.” You had to bite back the smile that spread across your face. JJ narrowed her eyes before she nodded her head, “And we obviously kissed,” You said, lowering your voice even more. JJ grinned.

“Just kissed?” She asked and you nodded your head.

“We got… interrupted,” You mumbled as you stared down at the case file. JJ couldn’t help the choked laugh that escaped her lips.

“What? By Garcia?” She asked, baffled. You nodded your head.

“Duty calls,” You mumbled. JJ bit her lip, hiding her amusement as she glanced over at Luke. He had returned back to his work, reading through the file and pretending like he wasn’t listening to the two of you gossip.

“No wonder he seems so frustrated,” JJ commented. Your head snapped up and you stared at her. She was quick to throw her hands up defensively, “I’m just saying what I see.” You scoffed and looked back down at your case file.

“He at least got a release,” You muttered under your breath but JJ caught it. Her gaze flicked to Luke and then back to you before she felt herself internally cringe at the image that popped into her head. But she didn’t bother to say anything else, it was a conversation for another time when the two of you were alone and not looking at mangled corpses.

To put it simply, this case was exhausting. The team had been up for most of the night, investigating and setting up with the local PD. You and Luke had checked out the scene and gathered everything you could about the sadistic killer. But then you had returned back to the station where you settled in for the next few hours. It was a long night and your investigation dragged out long past the rise of the sun.

By the time that night fell again, the team was exhausted and had hit a brick wall in the profile. It was clear that nobody was really feeling their best so Emily ordered everyone to head back to the hotel and get some rest so they could take another crack at the case the next day. You were glad of the break. The exhaustion had made you feel brain-dead and you needed to switch your brain off for a few hours.

You, JJ, Luke and Emily took one of the cars back to the hotel and when the two women had taken off to their rooms, Luke walked you to yours. It was the gentleman thing to do - he had said - which just made you laugh. Both of you were exhausted and you couldn’t help giggle at him. You also knew that he wasn’t just being a gentleman.

He had dropped his bag into your room earlier so you didn’t even bother discussing whether Luke would stay with you. He was going to and he let you tug him inside once you had slipped into the room.

“I feel like my brain is melting out of my skull,” You muttered as you closed the door behind the two of you. Luke walked over to his to-go bag, an amused chuckle escaping his lip at your comment. You watched him from the bedroom door, a smile spreading across your face. He looked so cute. He was clearly just as tired as you were but he was keeping a brave face. You assumed that he was probably used to not sleeping amazing.

But you wanted him to sleep well tonight. So you wandered over to him and leant up to press a kiss to his lips. He smiled down at you before he pecked your lips again. Then he told you to get ready for bed. So, the two of you switched into your pajamas and you curled up on the bed. Luke was still in the bathroom as you buried your face in the pillow.

Now that you were alone with Luke again, that familiar ache had reappeared between your legs. It was really not the time and you just wanted to sleep but seeing him shirtless and looking so domestic as you brushed your teeth together had you reminded of the weekend. The way he held you, kissed you and his moans and whines and the way that he had used you for his own release. It had all been so much in the best way and the memories were making you want him so bad but you were on a case, you couldn’t do it now. As much as you wanted to.

“Everything okay?” Luke’s voice brought you from your spiraling thoughts. You nodded, sending him a slightly fake smile before you shuffled to the side on the bed so that he could get in beside you. You hadn’t even realized that your thighs were squeezing together to get some sort of relief until you had to shuffle. The ache was worse now.

Once he was comfortably under the covers, you moved towards him, ignoring the wetness in your panties in favor of snuggling up to him. His arm wrapped around your back, tugging you closer and you settled down, letting your eyes fall closed.

“Luke,” You muttered after a moment. He tilted his head down as you looked up, meeting your gaze, “I didn’t cross a line when we got called in, did I?” You asked softly. You would have asked him earlier but between the case and the rush to get to the jet, you hadn’t really got a chance to check in with him.

“No.” He said firmly. You nodded and rested your forehead back against his chest, “Just wish I could have repaid the favour,” He mumbled. You shrugged,

“You’ll just have to make up for it when we’re home,” You retorted. He let out a ‘mhm’ of agreement but his mind seemed distracted. You glanced up at him, feeling a sudden change in how he was holding onto you, “What’s wrong?” You asked quickly. He looked down at you, a devious look in his eyes.

“I want to fuck you in my own bed but I can still repay the favour in a different way,” He said as he moved his hand to cup your jaw. Your eyes fell closed, the thought of him finally giving you the release that you desperately craved just making you wetter, “And it might help you sleep a little better. I can feel how tense you are, carina,” He whispered in your ear. You bit your lip before you forced your eyes back open, looking at him.

“Please,” You whispered softly. He grinned and then he moved to sit up, his back against the headboard. He tugged you between his legs, your back pressed against his front and your legs hooked over his, spread out for him. Your head moved to rest back but the tension in your shoulders was still present. He leant down and slowly began to kiss against your neck, hoping that the soft kisses would relax you a little.

“Where do you want me to touch you?” He asked, his voice low in your ear. His hands were resting against your thighs, open for you to take. You bit your lip before you shifted your hand to grab his, slipping it under your pajama shirt. His hand engulfed your tit and he gently squeezed it, “Just there?” He asked, teasing a little. You shook your head and took his other hand, slipping it under the waistband of your pajama pants and underwear. His finger nudged your clit as you guided him to your slit and you twitched against him, “Fuck,” He breathed out. Your hand slipped away from him as his fingers began to move of their own accord.

He ran his fingers through your wetness, collecting it between his fingers before he dragged the fingertips up to your clit. He circled the bud and you let out a breathy whine. Your head fell back against him, your shoulders relaxing.

“Good girl,” He whispered into your ear as he began to move his fingers into a steady circle over your clit. It was a little slower than what you usually did to get yourself off but the slow build up of pleasure was tantalizing. He then shifted his hand against your tit to gently pinch your nipple. You let out a shaky breath, eyes falling closed as he moved, “Tell me if it’s too much,” He said after a beat. You nodded your head vehemently.

“It’s good, it’s so good,” You whimpered as he continued his movements on your clit. His head moved down to press a kiss to your hair before he shifted. His hand that had been pinching and playing with your nipple, trailed across your stomach and down to the waistband of your pants.

“I wanna take these off,” He said as he fiddled with the waistband. His movements on your clit hadn’t let up and the build-up was making you squirm. Part of you wanted him to go faster though. You knew that if he just went a little faster, you’d get that release you’d been craving, “Carina,” He whispered against your ear and you groaned softly, tilting your head up. You forced your eyes back open but they were half-lidded as he looked at you.

“Go a little faster, please,” You begged. It quickly became clear to him that you hadn’t comprehended his request which only made him smirk.

“Okay, baby, I can do that.” He was quick to comply, moving his fingers a little faster. You bit your lip, throwing your head back against his chest. Your back arched against him and he grinned against your skin. He was going to have fun with this. You were breathing heavily as your hands fisted into the sheets.

The pleasure was building in your gut and you could feel that familiar pull of release but you didn’t want this to end. A low moan of his name fell from your lips when he suddenly began to flick across your clit rather than circling it. His free hand shifting from the waistband of your pants up to your neck.

“Is this okay?” He whispered as he gently squeezed on your neck. You were practically panting as you moved one hand from the sheets up into his hair. You did your best to nod your head, panting out ‘yes, yes, yes’. His lips were resting against the shell of your ear and you felt the breathy chuckle that escaped his lips at your whining and moaning.

“Oh God,” You whined as your back arched further, fingers tugging at the root of his hair. Your walls were contracting around nothing, clit throbbing with each flick of his fingertips.

“You’re being so good for me, baby. Cum for me, carina. Let me give you what you need,” He whispered against your ear as his fingers squeezed around your throat. You were panting, eyes falling closed and his mumbles of praise was the last straw.

Your thighs were shaking as you threw your head back, moaning his name as you came. The slick gushed out of you and his fingers were quick to dip down to catch it. He smirked against your ear, letting his hand slip from your neck to your stomach. You felt completely boneless and relaxed for the first time in months. It barely took anything for him to have you whining and keening for him and he couldn’t deny that he was high on the power.

As you came down, he pressed soft kisses to the skin of your neck and his hand that had been on your clit settled to rest in your underwear but away from your sensitive clit. You had sounded so pretty moaning his name and he wanted to hear it again. He wanted to truly repay you for what you’d done for him, “Do you want another one?” He asked softly. His lips brushing against the shell of your ear. You bit your lip, eyes still closed but you did. You really did.

“Please,” You whimpered. He chuckled and slipped his hands up to tug at the waist of your pants and underwear.

“Gotta take this off then,” He said. You nodded and lifted your hips up so that he could slip the fabric down your legs. He didn’t bother stripping them completely and instead let them settle just above your calves. It gave him enough room to work and he was quick to slip one hand to your cunt and the other to your clit.

When he pressed his fingers against it, you shivered. It was still sensitive from your first orgasm but the pleasure from the slow circles he ran around it made the overstimulation easy to ignore. His hand on your cunt ran two fingers through your slit. You were so wet for him and it made slipping a single finger into your weeping hole that much easier.

The feeling of his fingers inside you had you keening but you knew that you could take more than that. It seemed Luke quickly understood that too and slipped a second one inside. His thick fingers filled you up just right and he curled his fingers inside you. Your walls contracted around him and he smirked against your hair.

“Oh, carina, you're desperate for it, aren’t you?” He whispered. You nodded your head, biting your lip as you canted your hips forward slightly. His fingers buried deeper inside you and he smirked, “Want me to move my fingers?” He asked. You nodded, begging him with soft whimpers of ‘please’ and ‘yes’ and he slowly began to move them in and out. His other hand was still circling your clit and the combination of pleasure was making you melt into him. Whimpers and moans falling from your lips as one of your hands buried further into his hair. You were gripping at his curls, canting your hips in time with his thrusts.

“Do you need me to be faster, baby?” He asked. You nodded your head, letting out a needy whimper as you turned your head to look at him. His eyes were hooded, blown-wide with lust as he took in just how destroyed you look. Mussy hair, parted lips, half-lidded eyes and the squelching of his fingers as he shoved into you, you looked beautiful.

“I-” You tried to say something but then he changed pace on your clit again. He began to flick it, moving side-to-side and all that came from your lips was a moan of his name. Your head falling back against his shoulder, “I’ll- your fingers-” You wanted to tell him, you wanted to warn him but the quicker he moved, the harder it became to speak.

Your mind was becoming a hazy mush as he slipped a third finger into you. Your walls tightened around him, thighs shaking as you lifted up slightly. Body pressed against him, “You’re gonna- make me- fuck your fingers will make me squirt,” You finally managed to get out between breathy whines and moans. Luke smirked and it just seemed to make him move faster. His fingers slipped in and out of you quickly. Your walls were squeezing him, hips meeting his every movement as he flicked your clit quicker.

You felt it. The tendril of pleasure that was about to snap and then it did. It was like everything shunted forward and you squirted. His hands were soaked with it and it dripped down to your ass, soaking the bed beneath you as you panted, whined and moaned his name. He was pretty sure he’d never seen such a pretty sight.

“Fuck,” He groaned as he slowly pulled his fingers from you. They were shining with slick and he couldn’t help grinning. He hadn’t expected to make you cum like that but he couldn’t say it wasn’t a beautiful sight.

“Should have- should have warned you,” You mumbled as you fell back against him. Your head was lolling to the side, rested against him as you panted against the skin of his neck. He leant forward and pressed a kiss to his temple, shifting you forward so that you curled up against him.

Your legs were shaking still, your pussy throbbing as you turned to the side to rest your head against him. His hands were covered in your slick and he was mesmerized by it, “I’m sorry, it’s messy,” You muttered, clearly you were fucked out. Your eyes could barely stay open as you rested your cheek against his chest.

“Don’t apologize,” He suddenly said. His voice was low, stern and serious, “Nothing wrong with messy,” He mumbled before he leant down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. He wanted to hold your face and kiss you properly but he needed to clean up his hands first. You also needed to go to the bathroom.

“Thank you,” You muttered. He pressed another kiss to your forehead before he coaxed you out of your post-orgasm bliss. It wasn’t long before he had taken you into the bathroom and while he washed his hands of your slick, you sat on the toilet. You were so tired but you pissed, wiped yourself up and joined him at the sink. You washed and dried your hands before you trudged up to him. You wrapped your arms around his torso.

He wrapped his arms around you, tugging you against him before he connected your lips into a soft kiss. It was just a few pecks before you pulled back, eyes half-closed. The sleepiness was making its presence known and he knew that you both needed to get some sleep. Also, your post-orgasm bliss had only seemed to make you even sleepier. You seemed more relaxed than you had been all day. He felt bad for leaving you so worked up but it wasn’t going to do that again.

With a gentle tug, he took you back into the bedroom and he checked over the bed. There was only a small patch of wetness which he was quick to avoid as he tugged you under the covers. Part of him felt bad for making such a mess and not having the forethought to lay a couple of towels down before he fucked you with his fingers but he had seen you squirt tonight and so, he wasn’t really sorry at all.

When you both got back into the bed, Luke let you curl up on top of him. Your head rested against his peck, the soft thrum of his heart lulling you into serenity.

“Can’t wait to be back home. Wanna see what else you can do,” You mumbled softly against him. He chuckled, his chest vibrating with it as you smiled against his skin. He moved his hand to rest against your back, running patterns along your skin.

“Guess you’ll just have to wait and see,” He responded. You hummed back before finally letting yourself succumb to sleep. Within seconds, you were conked out and he just watched you for a little bit. Your chest rose and fell steadily as you snuggled against him in your sleep. It was soothing to have someone after so long. He wanted you to fall asleep against his chest for the rest of his life and he loved you even if he wasn’t ready to tell you that yet.

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strawnarrries · 9 months

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Hey, this might be a little weird, but I have this thing where I always feel like I’m going to throw up during seggs. Could you please make a imagine or smtg abt the reader having to stop Harry during seggs bc they feel like they're going to throw up, and Harry comforts them bc they are embarrassed? Again, I apologize for this; it's ok if you don't want to do it. Anyways I love your posts.

aww thank you so much!! and of course! I hope you enjoy :)

Deep grunts were spilling from his lips as he moved in and out of you. It felt good. He always made you feel good, but right now, you couldn't focus on anything but the nausea taking over. You tried to fight it. It's happened many times before and you're not completely sure why, but every time you have sex, you feel like you're about to throw up.

"Okay, Harry, stop, stop, stop," you whimpered, pushing at his tattooed chest.

He immediately pulled out of you, eyes wide in worry, "What? Did I do something?"

Your relationship with Harry was fairly new, 3 months to be exact, and you've always been very embarrassed about the nausea that sex brings you in past relationships. You and Harry have had sex only a handful of times and the nausea has been tolerable, so this is the first time you've actually had to face it head-on with him.

"No, I feel nauseous," you hummed sitting sideways on the bed, hanging your legs over the edge with your back towards him.

"Are you sick?" he asked, scooting closer to you, hand rubbing circles on your bare back.

You sighed, not wanting to have this conversation, but knowing it has to be done, "No, this happens. I dont know why but every time I have sex I feel like I'm gonna throw up. Most of the time it's tolerable but right now it's really bad."

"Do you want some water or something?" he asked concerned.

"No, I'm fine. I never actually throw up, I just feel really dizzy."

He hummed in response, the embarrassment and vulnerability sinking into you quickly. You just wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

"Harry, I'm so sorry."

"There's no reason to be sorry. You can't control how you feel. I just wish there was a way I could help you."

You groaned, "It's just so embarrassing."

"Why? It's just me." he soothed, adjusting himself so he was sat next to you, his bare thighs brushing yours.

"I just wish I could enjoy sex like how everyone else does. And I feel bad because I know it's annoyed my partners in the past when I'd have to stop and I really, really like you and hate to make you feel that way too, like I hate that I've ruined it for you."

"Woah ruined? You haven't ruined anything for me."

"Yes I have, I just did."

"Babe, stop beating yourself up over this. It's okay. You can't help what you feel. It pisses me off that boys in the past have made you feel that way. Please never, ever, ever feel like you've ruined sex for me. I dont like you because of the sex, Y/N, I like you because you're you. We could never have sex again and I'd still date ya."

"You would not," you giggled at him.

"I mean, It'd be fuckin' hard but I'd try for you."

"You're gonna make me cry."

"Why?" he grinned.

"'cause you're so sweet to me."

His smile widened and he pressed his lips to yours sweetly, "C'mon, let's get dressed and we can cuddle and watch a movie. Your choice."

"So you still like me?" you asked, wanting that last bit of confirmation.

"Of course, I still like you."

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youaintnothinbuta · 9 months

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hello i am back ! thank you sm for your last post, i really enjoyed it!! anyways i have fallen down the jd rabbit hole. could i request a jd x reader where reader is very affectionate but jd is hesitant bc of veronica (he saw her suicide but moved before he knew it was fake and feels super guilty) then reader starts to get a little more distant because of the lack of reciprocation on jd's end. anyways this is gonna go on for too long, could u make it end with reader finding out what happened and reader comforts jd, and he just suddenly melts from the affection. (IM CRYING THIS DOES NOT MAKE SENSE I'M SORRY )

Summary: ^^

Pairing: Jd x reader

Warnings: mention of suicide, pretty much all warnings that come with anything heathers related. also probably typos and grammatical errors cos I’m tired

Word count: 774

Request something here !

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Relief washed over you when you heard the familiar creak of your window opening. Looking up, you found your boyfriend, Jd, gracefully climbing into your room, a mischievous glint in his eyes as always. He got comfy beside you in your bed, snuggling up as he pulled your diary towards him, trying to peek.

“No.” You snapped it closed and popped it on your bedside table, telling him off.

“You’re really never gonna let me read that thing?”

“Maybe one day, when we’re 40 and I randomly find it after having forgotten about it for years.” You replied.

Jd laughed with a little shake of his head.

The evening went by much per normal, him climbing back out your window to head back to his own home, “I’ll see you at school,” he says as you shut your window behind him.

You let your body sit heavily on your bed, sighing. He had never been the most affectionate, you figured that was just the way he was. But lately he’s been even less affectionate. He’ll still let you be touchy with him, cuddling him and kissing on him but everything on his end has pretty much dissipated. Not even an arm around you as you walk together anymore. It felt like this big wedge was being driven through the middle of your relationship, and he -for some reason- wasn’t noticing it.

Another week or so passed, and the distance between you two had grew exponentially. You couldn’t entirely blame him, for you somewhat adopted this mindset of ‘if he wants to be distant, fine, I can be distant too.’

But it had gone on for too long now, and had gotten worse than you ever thought it could. You barely even talked at school, you just sort of sat together in this weird unresolved silence.

You had had enough. One evening you got yourself out of bed and marched yourself over to Jd’s house, not planning on leaving until you figured out what his deal was.

“Jd, I can’t do this anymore.” You wasted no time, immediately speaking as you crawled though his window, startling him.

“Y/N—”

“What are we doing?” You stood in front of him, arms crossed.

“What?”

“What are we doing? You and I. What is happening?”

His confusion was evident, his voice a mix of curiosity and bewilderment, “What are you talking about?”

“Jd, don’t be a dick. You're distant. We barely talk. You haven’t even held my hand in a month. I feel like I've lost you. Have I done something wrong?”

Jd's sigh carried a weight, his figure rising from the bed. “Y/N, I…” he hesitated, the words escaping him reluctantly, “My ex— she hung her herself in front of me. It haunts me. I just feel guilty and I'm terrified that I might drive you to the same point.”

The room fell into a stunned silence, your mind grappling with the enormity of his confession. Your mouth opened to speak, only managing to stutter incoherently. Before he could continue, you closed the gap between you, enfolding him in a heartfelt embrace. Silence enveloped the room, broken only by the sound of your steady breaths. “I had no idea,” you whispered softly, your voice carrying a mixture of sympathy and understanding “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Jd choked out, unsure exactly of what the emotions his brain was trying to process were. You shook your head against him slightly, still holding him in a hug, “I can’t imagine how heavy that must feel.”

Jd winced, beginning to cry into your shoulder, tears starting to flow without reservation. That was the first time anyone has ever acknowledged how much pain he has experienced, ever. Your touch was a silent reassurance to him that he could let his guard down.

Amidst his quiet sobs, you murmured calmingly to him, “Shh, it's alright, Jd. You're not alone anymore. I'm here for you.” Your voice was a steady presence, comfort in a way he’d received from no one except his mom when he was a kid.

As his tears subsided, you held him a little tighter, your fingers tracing soothing circles on his back. “You don't have to be afraid with me,” you whispered, your words carrying the weight of your sincerity. “I'm not your ex, Jd. I just want to see you happy.”

His grip on you tightened, his vulnerability a testament to the trust he was beginning to place in you. He gave you a watery smile. “Thank you,” he managed to whisper, his voice raw, “you wanna just stay here tonight?” He asked. You nodded, getting comfortable in his bed.

A/N: LMFAO I’m so sorry this is SHIT but I had already left it sitting in my inbox so long and I didn’t wanna keep u waiting any longer. I kinda gave up with the end so sorry I hope it’s okay I tried to stick as closely as I could to the request 😭🫶🏼

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hadesstan · 10 months

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June of Doom Day 20

"That's gonna be one hell of a scar"

| Cage | Pliers | Scrape |

Cw: The prompts above, rescue, implied abuse/ torture, self-sacrifice.

I'm actually really proud of myself for keeping at this so long. I fully expected to fail before day 15. I'm thinking I might start posting snippets from my whumpy novel once I get through this shitshow of a month. Anyway, enjoy some more hero/villain whump!

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Villain sat in the cage, bleeding all over, but refusing to cower. They didn't huddle or hide in the corners of the cage, they sat, dead centre, and glared at the door, waiting for Supervillain to return.

But when the the click of the lock echoed through the room and the scrape of the dopr opening grated their ears, it wasn't Supervillain coming through the door. It was Sidekick. The very last person they'd ever expect to be here.

"Sidekick?"

Sidekick raised a finger to their lips. "Shush". Villain understood the message and chose to watch out the door as Sidekick pulled a pair of large pliers from their jacket and began to cut the wires on the cage. One by one. Snip snip snip. It took way longer than was comfortable for Villain, and they grew more paranoid with every snip of a wire that Supervillain would arrive.

But they never did, and soon, there was a hole large enough for Villain to crawl out.

As soon as they were out though, they couldn't stand straight. The cuts crisscrossing their legs made it impossible to rest their weight on their legs.

Sidekick hissed when they saw the wounds.

"That's gonna be one hell of a scar," they muttered. The first thing they'd said since they arrived. They didn't say another word as they looped Villain's arm over their shoulder and carried most of their weight as the pair limped out the door.

They approached the front door but Villain began to panic. Where was Supervillain? They must have heard them. Why hadn't they showed up?

"They're distracted right now," Sidekick whispered, reading their thoughts. Villain wanted to question it, but at that moment they heard the loud crash as someone fell through a window somewhere out of sight.

They heard the tell-tale voices of Supervillain and Hero arguing and suddenly they understood. Hero was distracting Supervillain, hence why Sidekick was here.

Sidekick didn't seem fazed in the slightest and continued carrying Villain out the car outside, loading them into the back seat.

"Hero-" Villain started, but Sidekick cut them off.

"They'll be fine. My orders are to get you out of here."

"But-"

They didn't get to finish their complaint as the car jerked forward, shooting out into the road, just as Supervillain came crashing out onto the road behind them, bruised and battered, followed by a furious Hero.

#whump #whump drabble #whump writing #june of doom #whumpee #whumper #hero villain whump #hero x villain #villain whumpee #hero caretaker #sidekick caretaker

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on7u · 1 year

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summary: u piss in the woods wit flirty and annoying ellie

cw: peeing in the woods? she teases u, thats literally it.. its fluffy um also i didnt know how to word it but whenever u see '_its' just say the first letter of ur name or first syllable wtv sounds better 2 u :3

a/n: this is my first big writing thing ever please excuse its shittyness if u can 😞🙏 its also really bad so actually dont even read this im just having a moment of weakness where i post. anyways MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!!!

you and ellie were searching for a place for you to pee. the woods were scary, you couldn't go alone! (”el come with me? i know you don't have to pee just what if a bear gets me?”) and there was no way you could just pee anywhere either.. (”right there?! what if an ant crawls up my ass or a thorn pokes me? no lets keep looking.”) that's how you two found yourselves walking through the forest you were originally just patrolling through, to find the perfect place for you.

“god why can't you just squat and go.” ellie groaned, looking at her foot in the puddle of mudd she just stepped in. you didn't respond, pushing your finger into her back to signal her to keep walking. she complied with your silent request, continuing to navigate through the trees to find something her picky friend might approve of. her eyes lit up at what she thought might satisfy you, taking a step towards it.

“oh how about th-” she was cut off by her foot sinking into what seemed like a poorly built groundhog's nest, as it crumbled under her weight. her entire leg sank into it and she let out a groan at the less-than-ideal position she found herself in.

you gasped and yelled out, “bellie!” as soon as she fell, grabbing her arm to stop her fall which proved to be pointless as the fall wasn't nearly as far as you thought it would be. ellie stopped caring as soon as the word fell out of your mouth. She looked up at you and smiled, squinting at the sun in her eyes and letting out a weak laugh. You frowned, letting her arm out of your grip.

god she has never looked more attractive in her life.

“what'd you call me?” ellie asked, reaching for you again when you started to turn around and walk away.

“nothing,” you responded curtly, narrowly avoiding her grabbing hands. “i'm gonna pee now.” you mumbled, squatting behind a bush.

“did you call me belly?” she asked, lifting herself out of the hole and dusting herself off.

it took you a while to respond out of embarrassment but finally, “it was an accident.” you said meekly. ellie snorted.

“what if i started calling you tits?” she suggested, turning around when you got up and pulled your backpack back on.

“it wasn't like the body part, it was like ellie with a b.” you grumbled, already tired of this conversation. it truly was a slip of the tongue! well, maybe you came up with the nickname in your head because of ellie's sweet tooth but still! ellie nodded, acting like she understood.

“aah so i should call you _its then.” she said, throwing her arm around your shoulders. you almost stopped in your tracks. as the two of you got closer with time, ellie had become more physically affectionate towards you but she had never given you a nickname. this had you confused because why was your heart beating so fast over a nickname derived from the word tits? why did your face feel so hot? why was ellie’s skin or your own making her feel so antsy now?

it was usual for you to not say much but what wasn't was for you to not push ellie away or make a face at her or groan. she looked for your face and grinned.

“you alright _its? you're feelin’ kinda hot.” she said, fanning you with her free hand. you whined and bat her hands away.

“yea i am hot.” you shove her arm off your shoulder and walk ahead of her to genuinely cool off, even if her raspy laughter from behind you made it hard.

#on7u thinks #ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie williams fluff #ellie tlou #ellie williams tlou #tlou #the last of us #the last of us x reader #tlou x reader #ellie <3

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cowpokeomens · 8 months

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Is it alright if i request jolly x reader

with reader cockwarming jolly before bed

My mans J-dawg is so underrepresented in this cult so Imma write for him first, nonnie.

If you've sent in a request in the last week or so, I see you!!! I'm gonna be going to town writing for the next few days so pls do not feel I'm ignoring you!!

Anyways, let's get slutty! I tried to make this gender neutral (we all got holes baby!!!) so I hope that all EIGHTEEN AND UP AUDIENCES will enjoy, mwah love u <3

You had never been superb at “reading the room.” It took you until your mid-20’s to catch on when people were hitting on you, and what felt like even longer to catch onto the weird passive-aggressiveness of your last roommate (Who the fuck even leaves a sticky note for coffee left in the pot overnight? It’s not like it was going to detonate!) But Jolly- you could read him like a book. It came easy as breathing, picking up on the minute shifts in his mood. You’d be at dinner with friends, and his eyes would linger on you for a half-second too long, and you’d know: He wants to leave, now. He’d blink slowly, face impassive, and you could tell he’s fighting back the urge to pop off at some dumbass music executive over superfluous deadlines. You knew what every micro-expression meant. Tonight though- tonight Jolly was restless.

You’d both laid down in bed 45 minutes ago, you reading your fairy-porn novel of the week, Jolly thumbing through some music magazine in another language. You didn’t have time to linger on how you’d both become an old married couple, though, because of his incessant leg-shaking.

It was the occasional foot-tap at first. Every few seconds, his foot would change directions, an innocent gesture. 15 minutes in, he was shifting his entire body every few seconds, jostling the bed with him. For the rest of the time, though, his leg was just- shaking. Bouncing on the mattress like a kid counting “Monkeys On the Bed.” With a sigh, you shut your novel.

“Not enjoying your book?” He asked casually, almost vibrating.

“I was enjoying it immensely, actually- Rhys was about to put Feyre through the mattress- but someone is doing their best impression of a sentient Hitachi wand next to me in bed.”

His leg stopped at once, and he turned to you apologetically. “I’m sorry, älskling. I’m having a hard time winding down. There’s a bridge in one of the new songs that’s got us all stumped, and-”

“Hush.” You said softly. “You don’t have to apologize, I’m not mad. Just concerned.” You placed your book on your bedside table, crawling over to straddle his lap. A year ago it would have made him stiffen up immediately (it still might), but nowadays there was less lust driving your relationship, more of an ebb and flow in emotional output to help balance each other. You had fucked like bunnies those first few months, but now you had both accepted that you were it for each other- you could take all the time you wanted, without the need to rip off each other’s pants to feel close. Still, though- you knew your partner.

You leaned in close, nose tracing along the column of his neck. He exhaled shakily, hands coming up to rub your hips soothingly. You kissed him once, twice, feeling his cock twitch in his pants in response. You were still rubbing along his neck when you asked, “Want me to keep you warm?”

His next breath was heavy with relief, like drinking water when you didn’t even know you were thirsty. “Please.”

You nodded, coming up to kiss him on the tip of his nose, one hand snaking into his pants as you began to jerk his length to hardness. His eyes slipped shut, hands still heavy on your hips. He was full in no time at all, hot in one hand as the other reached over to rummage around in his bedside table. When you finally pulled out a tube of lube, he opened his eyes.

“We don’t have to if you don’t-”

“Hush.” You said again. “I’m not young and spry like you, I can’t just get it up whenever.”

He snorted. “I’m older than you, älskling.”

You rolled your eyes. “I want to. I just need a little assistance tonight.” As you finished your sentence, you rubbed your hole with two slippery fingers, sighing as you slowly eased them in. It only took a minute or two for the muscle to relax, after which you popped your fingers out, wiping them on Jolly’s pillow.

He frowned at you. “I haven’t had to sleep with lube on my pillow since I was, what, 19?”

You grinned wickedly. “Don’t I make you feel young?”

He huffed a laugh, sliding further down on the bed so it was easier for you to situate yourself. You grabbed his length, lining it up with your entrance, sliding down slowly. Even with the lube, there was a stretch that had become familiar and pleasant over the time you two had spent together. Jolly sighed underneath you, jaw going slack as his muscles relaxed. You finally bottomed out, leaning forward to rest your head against his chest. His hands came up to rub your back slowly, slipping under your shirt in a fluid motion.

“D’ya wanna roll over?” You mumbled into his chest feeling full and sleepy already.

“Mhm.” Was his affirmative, gingerly maneuvering your bodies so that you were both on your sides, facing each other. Even with his gentle movements, you could feel him shift inside you, making you gasp.

“Sorry, älskling.” He murmured into your hair, kissing the top of your head.

You quieted the horny monster that lived inside you for the time being, promising yourself the morning. You could be good, for now. “S’okay.” You murmured back.

The hand that was rubbing your back wrapped tighter around you, pulling you as close to him as possible. You slowly wrapped your leg around his waist, making sure not to move too quickly. He let out one last deep breath, then you could feel him fall asleep. It wasn’t longer after that you followed suit, the heaviness inside you a comfort.

#joakim karlsson fic #jolly karlsson fic #jolly karlsson x reader #bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fic #bad omens x reader

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swords-of-a-soilder · 4 months

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The Healing Process

Chapter 1

Confession and Bonfires

This is my first qsmp fic be nice to me; also this is some what outdated but everyone insisted I finish it anyways so here it is!

Cellbit eyes fell half lid as he phased into place, overlooking phill and Misa's home. He hadn't the proper chance to caught up since the events of purgatory, the exhaustion for the damage his body took put him out for weeks at least and the horrid vision of mind are ones he'd rather forget.

He slowly walked over to the front door of the home where he knocked for a whole 3 second, before then looking through the window.

The double bed remained empty amongst the wall of pictures, his eyes gazed back and forth as he search for any life, then sighed when he found none.

Cellbit was about to leave when he heard an iron door push open, he walked over to where he heard the sound watching Phill crawl from an underground base.

"Oi, Philza." Cellbit started

"Sup mate!" Phill greeted, he crawl his way out the hole completely, shutting the door behind him.

"I hope I'm not interrupting you, seem you were bu-" before Cellbit finished his sentence he experience a strong embrace from Phill, sending the younger gentleman into shock.

Finally Phill pulled away meeting Cellbit gaze, "I'm glad you're alright, I was worried you wouldn't make it back." He confessed

Cellbit blink momentarily before his brain flowed again, "I'm glad to see you too."

"oh, are you good on cookies by the way?" Phill starting, "I don't know if you heard but the eggs need to take 8 cookies a week. I started collecting as many as I could so you're good for the week."

"Jesus, it's purgatory all over again." Cellbit joked

"Ah, sorry." Phill respond

Cellbit immediately noticed the tint of regret in Phil's eyes, he seemed to be defaulting to the purgatory mind set, Cell might of said it was concerning if he had found himself doing the same.

It wasn't suprising he was still in survival mode, especially when they didn't get the opportunity to have a proper set off, there was a huge difference between running to the boat to save your life and a proper bon fire goodbye.

"Um, speaking of purgatory, I just wanted to stop by and say maybe, if you're not busy we have a proper send off." Cellbit began.

"An send off?"

"A finally good bye to purgatory, I mean obviously we aren't gonna forgot it entirely but this will help us to move on."

Phill stared at him in disbelief before speaking again, "this was Roier's idea, wasn't it?"

Cellbit release a defeated sigh as he lost his confidence, "yes, it's not the best idea but it's a idea."

"I mean I like the idea, It just didn't seem like you."

Cellbit chuckled at Phill's respond, "no I'd like to ignore it all together, but Roier's seems convince, so I have to at least try."

"sure thing mate, when is it gonna be?"

"Midnight, why then?" Jaiden asked as she pet one of her many parrot birds.

"Purgatory had long nights, it'll fit the vibe." Cellbit explain

"Hmm, I don't see why not, where's not drinking tea right?" Jaiden inquired

"why you don't like tea anymore?" Cellbit asked

"God no, I hate tea now!" Foolish insisted.

charlie noted his head in agreement, "yeah no more tea, I will puke my guts out."

"great, it would help if you brought some food, but no pressure." Cellbit suggested

"ah, I'm not the best cook you know?" Etoiles warned

"I can make a mean milkshake!" Mouse added

"milkshake isn't a good night drink is it?" Etoiles asked

"doesn't matter, it's good."mouse double down

Cellbit chuckled at their ridiculous behavior, "well anyways, I'll see you guys tonight then."

It would be untrue to say Cellbit wasn't anxious about the upcoming event,but he was insistence on keeping a bold face for Roier whom saw through it rather easily."

"Pendjo, eres tan fácil de leer; you can just admit to be nervous?" Roier began

"What do I have to be nervous about?" Cellbit detour suddenly paying his attention to the food Roier brought with them.

"Hey come on now, this is supposed to be a night of openness!" Roier rebutted, "ya deberías saberlo mejor, ¡no te voy a juzgar!"

"Cellbit!" A voice called from his left, Cellbit would soon observe Etoiles approaching with Mouse by his side, Both holding milk products respectfully.

"I tired to stop her, but she instead on it." Etoiles inform as he passed off a large jug filled to the brim with a cold milkshake.

Cellbit released a nervous chuckle as he place the jug down, "well, the others aren't here but, feel free to chill by the fire."

"Hey, you got any music?" Mouse inquired

"I didn't prepare for..I think I might have a record in my backpack.." Cellbit pulled his backpack from under the table fumbling through it.

He eventually pulled a dic out that he handed off to mouse, whom immediately set it to play on her own backpack. The familiar tunes of pig step filled the air, as mouse dance her way over to fire.

It didn't take long for the others to show up, Charlie, jadien and foolish all in that order. Phil of course was the last one to show up, carry a dispenser jug of Ice Tea.

And with that his promise was broken, "Ah Phil, did you really have to bring tea?" Cellbit started

"Why not, its good!"

"Yes, but Foolish and Charlie, really didn't want to drink any-"

"Oh really?" Phil interrupted, "its a god damn send off they can drink the Tea, Foolish come drink this!" Phil demand as he poured foolish a cup.

"No, get that shit away from me!" Foolish begged

Cellbit chuckled at Phil's ridiculous behavior, then blended into the group forcing himself to socially per Roier's orders.

For the majority of the night it was mostly chill, in a not so suprising turn of events Cellbit found his desire to communicate to run dry in the first hour.

You could only do so much small talk before it becomes a drag, so he stayed by his partner, not necessarily saying anything but kept seated next to Him with his head rested on his shoulders, just Observering the other.

Therefore he couldn't help but notice that Phil of all people was acting rather strange and thus tuned into him and his conversations a lot more; which actually weren't that many since Phil spent most his time chugging tea at the dispenser.

The troubling part was, the driver was absolutely alcoholic, Cellbit certainly smelt the Vodka from here; granted he was fully aware Phil wasn't the one who spiked it but he surely figured out by now what was in it.

"Phil, come on stick fight?" Etoiles pleaded

Phil could feel his head spinning at the thought, but having turn him down the past few days he felt obligated to play along. He place the cup on the table, "yeah.. Ok." He agreed fetching a stick from his inventory

Etoiles was basically bouncing of the non existence walls in excitement, soon taking his stance in preparation as Phil did the same.

Cellbit would say he felt bad for watching, he knew without a shadow of a doubt Phil was about to eat shit, but lot like a car crash he just couldn't look away.

And eat shit Phil did, getting knocked down in less than ten seconds by the dullest part of Eotiles stick, but credit where credit was due, Phil clearly wasn't focus.

In fact Cell quickly track his vision to the others dancing, specifically Mouse, whom held a Goat's skull on her head. Phil would soon thank Etoiles for the fight then quickly made his way to mouse, stealing the skull then engaging in small talk.

"Where did you find this, I never see skulls this small just about." Phil was Cleary lying through his teeth, it seemed more like he just wanted an excuse not to give the item back.

Why not just ask to keep it?

"Phil, come on man, dance it's a party!" Charlie was obviously already drunk and while Phil was tispy enough to eat shit in under 10 seconds, Charlie was 'not gonna be able to piss straight' drunk.

So it made sense that he would just casually take the skull and start dancing about, however watching the way Phil's fingers curled in and his lips quiver, it pulled Cellbit to intervene.

He stole the skull from Charlie quickly hiding it in his inventory, satisfied to see a sense of peace wash over Phil. "You're going to poke someone's eye out." Cellbit warned.

"Ah man you're no fun." Charlie complained as he rejoin the group.

After everyone tired themselves out, Roier being the only one who brought actual food, started handing them out; as everyone was forced to sit and discuss by the fire it made the task a little easier.

"Phil, I noticed you don't tend to eat at these events." Cellbit inquiried

"Ah, I normally full up on toast before hand and so I usually just bring some back for Chayanne." Phil informed

"Please at least eat this time." Cellbit request as he past off the dish, "Roier might take it as an insult over wise."

"Yeah, sure mate."

After handing out everything Cell seated himself by the camp fire awaiting Roier's presence, though he find himself slightly annoyed by his husband's statements when he finally sat down.

"So guys, I was thinking right now would be a good opportunity to talk about how we've been feeling."

"Oh boy, here we go." Charlie started, "I don't have a problem ok?!"

"That's not at all what I was talking about." Roier corrected, "look I'm sure purgatory messed with our understanding of trust in our friendship! You don't have to say it, but its a known fact. "

"So?" Foolish asked, rather annoyed by the topic.

"So trust excuses come on, no seas una perra; you talk about your feelings I talk about mine, look I'll even go first!" Roier began, "When Cellbit stayed behind, I felt hurt that my feelings weren't concerned."

"Stop don't." Cellbit pleaded, his face already buried in his hands, "No es que no haya considerado tus sentimientos, solo hice lo que pensé que era mejor para ti."

"Exacto, lo hiciste sabiendo que me haría daño, simplemente porque querías hacer lo mejor para mí, lo entiendo."

"Stop this."

"Pero prefiero ser feliz a lo que es mejor para mí cualquier día, no seas idiota egoísta, te amo."

There was a long silence between the two, and though Cellbit looked ashamed, he also seemed partly content; Therefore it motivated others.

"Um, I'm actually really afraid all the time." Etoiles started

"Wait what?" Phil interrupted, "but you're Etoiles, you're always looking for a fight, being a hero."

"Well its more that I'm afraid of messing up, of not being enough; so of course I do a as many fights to prove to myself I'm strong but.. After it ends I feel pretty empty again."

once more a silence fell among the bon fire, it was clear tonight was expected to be an emotional one.

"sometimes I lose track of my motives." Jaiden began "of why I do the things I do and I've found myself asking, is motive a justification for the wrong I've done?"

Cellbit weight her words in his head, hateful of how strongly he agree with them, "I myself have done, regrettable things.. I knew my motive behind them but, I do wonder if the motive really is a justification.. I.. I don't know anymore."

Then the silence rare her uglyy face once more, the only sound the crackles of the fire. confession spoken would obviously be casted into the fire to burn but to leave their host and avoid becoming poison.

"I've been seeing things," Phil finally admit, "things I'm not sure are real anymore, and others can never seem to see it but.. I feel like I'm going crazy. I saw it, I lived thought it, it all feels real but.."

After the few who felt fit spoke their confession, there was an honor thirty minutes of silence to allow those confession to burn.

Freed from their host, freed from their minds. Once the event came to an end most participates rush their way home, and Phil was not above them

It was Cellbit, whom actually grabbed onto to Phil's shelve holding him back. "Um Phil, about those visions you've been seeing?"

"oh, no I mean, I was worried because I thought it was just because the kids were gone, but then it kept happening so..but it's fine it's probably all in my head." Phil dismissed

"in my experience, it never is." Cell warned, "at least reach out if it happens again."

".... Cellbit have you spelt?"

"wow.." Cellbit let his hands fall off Phil's shelve, "you're gonna turn on me like that!?"

"sleep deprivation is a terrible thing," Phil warned, "get some rest, for your own sake." Phil warned before turning away.

Momentarily Cellbit watch the older man walk away, keeping notice to check on Phil later.

#qsmp fanfiction #qsmp #q!philza #q!etoiles #q!charlie #q!jaiden #q!roier #q!mouse #q! Cellbit #The Healing Process #outdated fanfiction lol #but people wanted me to finish it #except more chapters #on Tumblr im not giving yall my a03 fuck that #also the Spanish bit are google translate im sorry #my first language isn't even English i don't know Spanish well

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jaybird-baby-boy · 9 months

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The River Tango

I initially started this as art for Y2KVR's anniversary, but it kept intimidating me to work on it.

But it's done now!! Heartbreaker sure is a fun villain to draw :)

I should really make more lineless work.

Anyway, here you go! A piece for Re:Y2KVRRP! I'm gonna go crawl back into my hole now.

#jaybird’s art #re:y2kvrrp heartbreaker #re:y2kvrrp #y2kvr au #gordon b freeman #y2kvr benrey

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m0ssycobblestone · 1 month

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JuLai Parties

So I've had this trigun worldbuilding headcanon bouncing around in my head for a while since I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff, and I thought it'd be fun to finally throw it to the void! Just gonna preface this a bit by saying I mainly imagine this in the tristamp universe because we get to see the JuLai event happen and it's the only one I've fully watched through (I'M WORKING ON THE OTHERS), BUT it could probably work with trimax/ '98 with a little tweaking. ANYWAYS

The concept at its core is basically, "What if, in the years following JuLai's destruction, people started throwing parties?" Then JuLai Parties were born.

Sometime after the Third City was destroyed, teens and young adults from the nearby towns began gathering at the bottom of the crater and throwing these parties in secret. They had to be secret because, let's be honest, a big party inside a crater where hundreds of people died is probably at least a little illegal, DEFINETELY frowned upon, and even if not illegal, law enforcement would try to stop them anyways if they knew about it. Plus, it's just slightly more fun when no one else knows about it. To keep it all on the down low, those who know about the parties have systems in place. News spreads exclusively through word of mouth, party goers are encouraged to only invite people they know, and, with few exceptions, never tell the older folk.

Part of the wonderful wonderful secret keeping skills of these god-knows-how-many 16-20 something year-olds (give or take) is night time shenanigans and 'leave no trace.' Parties are only held at night, and can take place any time from when the sun goes down to when it comes back up, though typically they end before the sun rises so everyone gets a chance to get home. Party goers are expected to bring their own supplies, including drinks, materials and a way to exit/enter the crater. Additionally, as kind of an unspoken rule/safety measure, any forms of entertainment (instruments, etc.) should be easy to carry around and any structures as easy to assemble as they are to tear down. It's silently understood that what enters the pit leaves with the sun.

Aside from generally being a fun thing exclusive to the youth of surrounding towns, it also acts as a way for some to process being so close to such a catastrophic event, mourn the loss of so many whether they were family, friends, or strangers, and pay their respects to the dead in their own way. Some party goers like to joke that, "If they didn't want a party here, they shouldn't have died in such a cool place," and it's a common thought that, in a city as big as it was, at least one person would have wanted their life to be celebrated this way. It is also common for those in attendance to believe in celebrating the memory and lives of those who have passed rather than sitting in sorrow. The parties also offer a good excuse to go out and meet new people their age from other towns.

I imagine most of the towns sit at around 30 minutes to an hour away by car from JuLai's crater, so it's not uncommon to see jeeps packed with groups or small caravans of Thoma carrying people to parties. To get in, most bring along ropes or ladders they tie to the memorials or fences around the crater's edge, using them to go in and later crawl out of the hole. Occasionally, the crater is used as a venue for small bands from the various towns looking to perform, with the parties acting as the perfect place to do so.

Every year after the incident, party goers have made it tradition to hold a special event on the night the city was destroyed. They throw a huge party with lights, music, and typically, a short speech from the person who first started the JuLai Parties to get everyone hyped up, lasting all the way from sunset to sunrise.

Also, not really lore but just a dumb idea that's kind of like, an addition to it, but in my head there's this cool little scene where after reuniting, Vash, Wolfwood, Meryl, and now Milly are going through one of these surrounding towns, hear about the JuLai Party happening that night, and end up checking it out only realizing when it's too late that oh fuck it's July 21st, which ends up kinda being a "Well shit, this probably doesn't bring back the best memories or lack there of, but hey! It's your birthday let's have some fun!" Which, after being there and witnessing the celebration of life, turns into more of a "Hey, look at them go, here they are persisting in the wake of a tragedy. They're all here remembering lives lost, and still finding ways to celebrate what was despite it all. That's kinda cool man." And slowly but surely, they all have some fun that night. Maybe, possibly, their view of JuLai grows the tiniest bit less negative too.

Anyways I made a playlist.

(Just for funzies, playlist cover and og picture under the cut, plus little notes on the playlist yippee!!!)

Playlist cover

Original

"People might not like what we do here, but someone would have loved it!" <---- I feel like someone would have said that at some point about the JuLai Parties.

Playlist Notes:

Summer Nights - SIAMES, Barbie Williams: THIS IS THE SONG THAT STARTED IT ALL. Literally I was listening to this song one day and imagined it playing as someone and their friends were going to and while at a party, AND THEN IT SPIRALED INTO WORLDBUILDING I COULDN'T STOP IT.

Nina Cried Power - Hozier, Mavis Staples: This song specifically is what someone's band plays directly after the speech during one of the JuLai Anniversary Events.

#trigun #trigun stampede #DO YOU SEE??#DO YOU SEE THE BRAINROT THIS HAS GIVEN ME???#I love making up fake worldbuilding for already existing media #mossycobb has a headcanon again #long post #my art :)

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butmakeitgayblog · 1 year

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So I'm relatively new to the fandom, and during my stay in this rabbit hole, that is, Clexa, I've got a few questions that I'm hoping you could answer :)

Why is everyone here pro-Lexa? Like don't get me wrong I absolutely love Lexa as a character and Alycia is a queen, but why all the hate towards some of the other characters, like Bellamy? I've never watched The 100 the whole way through (literally exited outta the show the second Lexa died), even then, it's been years since I watched it. Did I miss something while I was binge-watching, or was my teenage brain at the time just too immature to realize he was a total jackass..? Also, it's not just Bellamy, I've also seen hate for Bob, the actor who plays him. Which brings me to another question: does this fandom not like Eliza? I always see so much support when Alycia has an upcoming project or is posting Instagram updates but nothing for Eliza? Again, no judgment for the Alycia love because I completely understand why everyone here is head over heels in love with that girl but I just wanted to know, has Eliza ever done anything wrong? Or have I just conveniently only stumbled upon Alycia stans on this app?

Anyway, a totally unrelated note but since I'm here… may I just say ma'am, your writing is the bomb diggity. Like the perfect blend of humor, sexiness, angst, and fluff, THE GODDAMN FLUFF. Genius, you're a genius, like a mad scientist of Clexa fanfic. Hope you keep doing what you're doing, my friend. Take your time though, and don't listen to those ignorant anons that are crawling around yelling "wHy ArE yOu TaKiNg So LoNg To UpDaTe?" Thank you for writing for the Clexa fandom! ❤️

First I wanna say thank you for the sweet words and reading, that means so much to me 🥹💕 not to be a nerd but I screenshot that for one of my worse imposter syndrome days lol

Long post so you can read under the cut. Long time clexas you can just skip if you want because honestly I got annoyed all over again just typing it and you know it all already 🥴

Now right off the top, you don't have to hate Bellamy if you don't want to. It's not like that's a prereq for being a clexa, so if you like him, like him and don't worry about what anyone says. He's a fictional character so anyone who gets intense over someone liking him I think needs to take a walk.

But the reason why a lot of Clexas, myself included, hate him is somewhat of a two part answer. The main reason being is that his character is trash 😅. I mean I'm not gonna dissect every little bit of canon but the main points for me at least, since I can't speak for anyone else, are that he was constantly fucking up literally everything. He gets to earth, proclaims "tHeRe aRe nO RuLeS" and then,,, immediately declares himself the leader and starts forcing people to follow what he says. He literally almost let Clarke fall into a pit of spikes, tried to handcuff her and keep her hostage "for her own good", he spearheaded the whole thing with taking off their wristbands, HE BACKED PIKE, participated in the massacre of a peaceful army sent to protect skaikru, he constantly shamed and blamed Clarke for everything that ever went wrong even when a lot of that stuff was either the best solution in a bad situation OR was an indirect fallout from something fucked up that skaikru had done. The sweaty little fucker was always trying to control/manipulate Clarke and skaikru and his own damn sister despite the fact that everything he ever planned himself turning out to be: A Terrible Idea. Basically the dude sucked but was held up on spindles of glorification as being this heroic uwu soft boy that wasn't actually supported by any one damn thing in canon when you actually look at it objectively. And I'm sure I'm even forgetting stuff. The dude just sucked.

Agian, that's my own two cents.

The other reason being, it's rollover from having to deal with blarks. Their constant harassment and shoving their fanon, non-existent ship down everyone's throat, while being entitled little brats throwing tantrums about them not happening at every turn has led from what probably would've been just a mild distaste for a character for most into loathing even the name. Understand I'm not saying the word harassment lightly. They were awful for years. Death threats and homophobia, spamming inboxes with hateful messages and sending awful pictures/memes etc. One even sent EJT a dick pic with Blark written on their penis. They sent memes non-stop about Lexa dying when people were still reeling from it. I'm not saying all Blarks are bad because they're not, but there was enough harassment and viciousness from a large enough and loud enough faction that at a certain point it becomes a blanket feeling of animosity toward the entire ship and everything that follows it.

As for disliking EJT. In reality, she used to be the fandom favorite. I mean she was our girl because she used to champion us and was hilarious about it. Go look up old cons and interviews with her. She was funny and great. Once upon a time E was our biggest cheerleader and dealt with A Lot of abuse and harassment from The Other fandom for it. I'm talking body shaming, slut shaming, comments about her intelligence, sexual harassment and trolling her about her boyfriends and very descriptive messages about how they wanted her to harm herself. The list goes on. And no one, especially not Bob who was the golden boy for The Other fandom, ever said a word in her defense. Never told his fans to stop or that he condemned it. Ever. Not once. That never sat well with clexas, but you can't control what other people do.

We had her back anyway. So, it was whatever. Gross, but whatever.

And then she married Bob. Which, and Blarks cannot seem to wrap their heads around this fact, literally no cared about. She could've just married him and kept being the same person and no one would've cared. In fact, the way this fandom loved her, at first everyone was like hmmm weird and sudden but good for her I guess! Be happy!

But then Bob's ex came forward with very serious allegations about her past relationship with him. She released a statement that you can easily find online and from that it painted a very dark picture of things that involved both him and EJT. As I'm someone who believes victims, I have no reason not to believe her, and since the very bizarre (non) rebuttal that EJT posted in reply made zero sense, that was that. It changed the lens of how a lot of people started looking at her.

Which leads me to the charities.

Hear a collective Clexa sigh.

They're a saga in themselves, but to sum it up as short as possible, EJT had been a part of a children's organization for YEARS that she herself helped set up. Clexas raised a lot of money for this charity through fundraising and selling fanart and we really cared about it. And literally within months of them being married, he became involved in it, and then shortly thereafter, magically they both had to "step away from it" for dubiously explained reasons. (Which, if you read his ex's statement, logical deduction of what probably actually happened will make more sense than what they claimed, and not in a good way.) Sensibly, they started recieving backlash from supporters because, again a lot of people had been helping this charity for years and all of a sudden she was just gone from it and all the projects were halted. I'm not blaming solely her for anything but to just cut and run like she did was sus to say the least.

So to steer away from that shitshow, they started another charity. With a bunch of right-wing MAGA nuts. Yeah. They weren't open or transparent about anything, no records of where any of the money was going, iirc no real legitimate charity registration/tax documentation that anyone could find (and in the US that's all public info sooooooo). It was a total clusterfuck that people started calling them out on from the start. At first they tried to ignore it and just keep collecting money by doing these ridiculous cameos as cash grabs, but just like the first charity, after a while (and a lot of initially unaccounted for money being raised) the poor little darlings just had to "step away for mental health reasons."

Which I would accept and support wholeheartedly because mental health is extremely serious... except funnily, they didn't stop doing the cameos. They kept doing those and charging their fans money to listen to them blather on about made up ~behind the scenes info~ about Blark stuff and it being super secretly canon but for a million reasons that they don't know and can't name, stopped it from happening. Claims of love scenes and kisses that have never been backed up by evidence (like a script) or corroborated by a single person involved in the show. But it's totally true guys, just trust them bro. So yeah, they've kept doing all that. Just... not giving the money they're charging for the cameos to their "charity."

So that's the meat of it, I might be forgetting things and smudging some finer details because it's been a long while ago, but I think you can get the gist. People don't like Bob because he was an ass to fans and EJT herself before them even getting married. He's said ableist things and quoted racists trying to sound smart and never once apologized for anything. He's been accused of abuse in his personal life and has never addressed it, only made his wife write a terrible fanfiction-esque response to appease his ardent followers. And frankly, she pissed off her fans. Once she married him, she completely flipped her personality from a funny charity doing, body positivity leading, cheerleading about "Clexa are soulmates" and "Lexa is the love of Clarke's life" girl, to doing personal cash grabs constantly while spewing all this made up Blark garbage that directly contradicts things they've both said in the past to please her faithful paying cameo fans (read his fans).

It's all left a lot of people with a bad taste in their mouth, to say the least.

And ya best believe if Alycia does some crazy shit, I'll turn on her too 🤷‍♀️ but honestly I'm not too worried about that cuz the girl is a cryptid who you literally can't pay to go to cons or do cameos

#anon #long post #again #not interested in starting discourse I'm just answering an ask as I see it

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barely-coherent · 9 months

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Asexual GN Reader coming out to Karasuno

Surprise I'm also asexual even though it's literally in my bio so it's not really a surprise. It was also my birthday 2 weeks ago, lol.

Daichi

• Oh me, oh my, this man

• You're like watching a movie

• And he leans down for a kiss

• Obviously you kiss back

• He pushes you onto your back and remember he doesn't know

• You gently push his chest away

• "Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"

• "No! No, it's just me. Uh… Promise you won't get mad?"

• "Promise."

• You took in a slightly shaky breath and just went "I'm actually asexual…"

• He was quiet for a few seconds

• Was he still processing? Was he mad? Was he gonna break up with you? Was-

• "That's it?"

• What

• "I'm sorry?"

• "Sorry, I'll rephrase. Why did you look so scared to tell me?"

• You were shocked for some reason

• "You're not disappointed?"

• "Why would I be? I can take care of myself."

• You immediately felt embarrassed

• Daichi has supported you through everything, why wouldn't he with this?

Suga

• He has gaydar but for every sexuality

• So he's just staring at you

• "Stop, it's getting weird."

• "Sorry, I just can't get a read on you."

• "What?"

• "I'm getting asexual but there's something else there."

• You clench your fists at that

• "Maybe it's because I didn't want to be outed!"

• "Alright, I'll drop it, sorry."

• Good job Suga

• Real smooth of you

Asahi

• You were sleeping over at Asahi's house not for the first time

• But you just really wanted to be close to him so as soon as he got into bed you climbed on top of him just to cuddle

• But he immediately got red in the face

• "Uh, right now? I mean- It's just- Um, this- Aren't you tired?"

• You were confused until it hit you

• "Asahi, I don't want to have sex with you!"

• He let out a sad little "Oh…"

• "That's not- It's not just you, I don't wanna have sex with anybody."

• "Oh… OH, okay sorry."

• He started apologizing

• "Asahi, shut up."

• He immediately closed his mouth

Noya

• Almost a permanent resident of horny jail

• You know, I know, we all know

• He's not ashamed

• He said "So what if I like getting my dick wet?"

• It's true, I was there

• ANYWAY

• You're staying over for the first time and nervous as all hell

• What if he's expecting something? What if he's upset? What if he's disappointed? What if-

• "Are you alright? You've been in there for 15 minutes and I'd rather you not pace a hole through my bathroom floor."

• You open the door and walk past him, trying to hide your nerves

• Key word, trying

• He grabs your wrist

• "Are you alright?"

• Fuck

• "Yep, all good!" And you speed walk into his room and crawl under the covers

• He joins you and turns off the light

• There are about three feet between you and you lie ramrod straight, not daring to move.

• "I can feel your anxiety from over here, also why are you so far away?"

• You fumble for an answer before you stuff your face into your pillow

• "'m askshal…" You mumble

• "Did you just speak in tongues? I couldn't hear you."

• You say it a little louder into the pillow

• "Babe, I can't understand-"

• "I'M ASEXUAL"

• "Okay? And?"

• "You know you're practically a permanent resident of horny jail, right?"

• "Obviously."

• "As someone who literally cannot go to horny jail, there might be a little bit of a problem."

• He laughs a little which makes you angry, totally reasonable

• Then "Babe, I would suffer erectile dysfunction until the end of time if it would make you more comfortable."

• You physically cringe, just your entire body just cringes

• "Please never say that again."

• "Well it's true and a total mood killer so it works out for the both of us, now c'mere."

Tanaka

• Not as bad as Noya

• He's more discreet at least

• But it's still pretty obvious

• You kept getting nervous that once he finds out, he'll leave you for Kiyoko

• So you didn't tell him

• For YEARS you kept this secret

• He never initiated anything so you were like "It's fine, he doesn't even want to."

• But you were still like "Maybe he doesn't want me."

• You really went Antihero by Taylor Swift

• So one day you're like "Tanaka, can we talk?"

• And hes like "Sure, what's up?"

• While on the inside he's freaking out "OH MY GOD THEY'RE GONNA BREAK UP WITH ME FUCK, WHAT DID I DO WRONG"

• And then you ask why he hasn't initiated anything, asking if he finds you undesirable

• And he's confused like ???

• He explains he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable if you're not ready

• And you melt

• Broski was fr waiting for you

• And then it hits you

• You would never be ready

• You start freaking out

• "Hey, hey, are you alright?"

• He asks and you can't look him in the eyes

• "What if… What if I'm never ready?"

• "What do you mean?"

• "I, uh- I'm asexual… Actually."

• "And? That's fine! I'm a big boy, I got this. We have a bathroom."

Kageyama

• Sweet, sweet boy

• He doesn't care

• At least he doesn't show it if he does

• Just goes "Okay"

• And then a couple weeks later he comes up to you "What does that mean? Hinata just laughed at me."

• You stifle a giggle before explaining to him

• Don't mind me projecting real quick

• "Oh! There's a word for that? I am too."

• So y'all are two ace people in love

• We love to see it

Hinata

• I feel like he kinda knows

• Like he's preeeety sure but he's not certain

• So one day he straight up asks you

• He pulls you away from a group so to not out you when you weren't ready

• "So are you asexual?"

• You're pretty taken aback

• "Uh… Why do you want to know?"

• He just cocks his head in confusion

• "I'm just making sure, don't want to assume anything!"

• So you tell him and he smiles

• "Alright! Thanks for trusting me with this information too!"

• Which is the only acceptable way to react when someone comes out to you

Tsukishima

• Mans literally does not care

• If anyone brought up sex he'd probably just say "Gross" and move on

• But you figure he should probably know anyway

• So you're sitting next to him, probably watching a movie or something

• That classic trope of sex scene comes on with your partner

• "Are they even trying? It looks faker than it is!"

• Poor Kei is sick and tired of bad sex in movies

• Akiteru came down the stairs but then saw the TV

• He knew it was a movie but knew the trope of movie sex leads to real sex so he just went back upstairs

• Kei notices you're unusually quiet and is like "Hello? Earth to s/o?"

• Obviously you're paying attention

• Probably too much attention

• He realizes your nervous and that has him worried

• What has you so nervous all of a sudden?

• "Are you all good? You're really tense."

• "Uh, well... I'm asexual"

• "Okay? And? It's literally fake."

• "TSUKISHIMA KEI"

• "Not asexuality, the movie! God, I'm an asshole, not cruel."

• You eventually skip the movie and Kei checks his phone just to see a text that says "Use protection ;)" from Akiteru

• "You're fucking disgusting!" He calls upstairs and laughter immediately comes from Akiterus room

Yamaguchi

• Baby boy. Baby

• He's so nervous

• You know if you do the "can we talk?" He's gonna have a panic attack

• So instead before you walk home together you're like "I need to tell you a thing" to make sure he doesn't think it's anything bad

• He just looks at you for you to continue, smiling

• "Okay, so... I'm part of the LGBTQ community"

• You figured you should start with that

• His smile doesn't falter so he nods

• "Okay! Do you have a specific label? Or would you rather not tell me?"

• "Yes! I'm asexual, so... yeah."

• That's when his smile falls

• Oh God

• Oh no

• "Which one is that again?"

• Oh

• "It's the one where I don't want sex."

• "Oh, cool. I'm glad you told me."

#mine.txt #haikyuu tanaka #haikyuu tsukishima #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu #haikyu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu nishinoya #haikyuu kageyama #haikyuu hinata #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu daichi #haikyuu sugawara #haikyuu asahi #haikyuu yamaguchi

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random-mha-thoughts · 8 months

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*crawls out of my tiny dark hole* So um... how's everyone doin~?

It's been a super crazy 2 years for me (oh geez... that's how long i've been out of it for?). I started writing out a whole post explaining what the hell was going on in my life, but it sounded more like a therapy session and I figured it was too much for updates and I don't want to bore you.

Long story short: I've graduated from PA school, started adulting and working in a trauma hospital in a high-stress specialty where I'm also working overtime, and I haven't had the time or energy to process how I've basically lost most if not all of my meaningful relationships/friendships because I haven't given myself time to properly process/heal/deal with my first breakup with someone who I was also best friends with during all of PA school. And I spend all of my free time sleeping or mindlessly watching meaningless YouTube videos. Or playing Twisted Wonderland. Almost always at the same time.

(I really thought that when I graduated and started working I'd have so much free time and I'd be happier, but I'm just tired all the time and I'm pretty sure my friends hate me lol.)

Anyway, the past 2 weeks I actually didn't have to work overtime for the first time in a WHILE, and I fully realized how capital D Depressed I actually am (and how thin my hair is and how much my scalp hurts and how much weight I've put on and how much my body aches everywhere) and I want to take back my happiness one day at a time. (No really, I broke down and downloaded a habit tracker to remind me to take my vitamins and iron every day and oil my hair every week and get my nails done-)

I really miss getting the smallest ideas for one shots from the randomest things in my daily life. I miss writing and having some kind of purpose. I just miss being happier tbh, someone skip me to the part of my life where I become hotter and more emotionally stable and confident

You're probably gonna get a oneshot out of me sometime this week, an idea popped into my head while I was researching hair sticks to put my hair up without my scalp screaming at the end of the day. After that... I have no idea, we'll see.

I hope this is the start of me coming back here on a regular basis. In case you didn't know, I also have a kpop blog where I write mostly timestamps and shorter oneshots @doyoungiesbunnies. I might start writing Twisted Wonderland stuff, but I don't know where I'd put it... That's all for now. I hope you're all doing well, staying happy and healthy and taking care of yourselves. I'll see you all again soon ❤️

~Love, Chibi

#tiny talks #text #update #twisted wonderland

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the-crystal-one · 1 year

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Cobra Kai x Black Reader

(Deja Jones and Eli Moskowitz part 2) ~After watching tales from the hood~ Deja was breathing softly in a mild slumber after her long day of activities. Eli on the other hand was wide awake, watching the milk chocolate skinned girl on his chest that he couldn't stand to be without.

"I know you're asleep but," He whispered while caressing her braids, knowing she would be upset that she forgot to put a scarf on, " I really love you, not in like a corny way but....I don't know." She smiled softly and buried her face deeper against him, as if he was going to move anyway. Her hand shifted to his stomach, nicely manicured fingers running up and down the dips of his abs. He shivered and closed his eyes trying to get his mind from the little hole it just crawled into, focusing on her body heat, warming him up.

Soon enough he drifted off to sleep.

~7 o clock on the dot, bitch it is HOT HOT~ (I know those aren't the words but who cares) "Through drought and famine, natural disasters my baby has been around for me."

Deja's alarm went off, causing her to slowly stretch her body while gaining her vision back from the lengthy hours of sleep she had received. She grabbed her phone turning off the song she loved oh-so-much. The moment she sat up, cool arms pulled her right back into the bed, causing her to laugh. "Eli, I need to get up now." He groaned and put his head on top of hers while draping his arm around her waist, "No, just five more minutes. I haven't been able to spend time with you all week." She had to admit that he had a point, between school, dance, and just spending time with her grandma, her and Eli didn't have time to just 'hang out' anymore. "Mm yeah I guess you're right....maybe for a little longer." She pressed her body back into his chest while closing her eyes.

His body inched closer to hers and he began to kiss the back of her neck and smoothed his hand back towards her thigh. "I miss you." He mumbled against her skin.

She sighed contently and aggressively fought falling asleep, "I miss you too baby."

In all honesty they both had a lot on their plates yet were trying their best to make time for each other, not that they minded anyway.

"What should we do today E?" She asked softly

He snorted softly and snaked his hand up her shirt, "I mean we got kind of far last night so I was thinking maybe we could...ya know?" Deja hummed in response, seeing where this was going. "Eli, maybe we should pace ourselves, there's no need to go head first into it." He nodded his head understanding exactly what she meant and leaned over to kiss her cheek. "I know, I know." He sat up and rolled on top of her causing her to laugh loudly. "Moskowitz!" She put her hands on his chest. He began attacking her face with kisses, "What?!" He began tickling her sides, "I love you." She nodded her head while trying to pry his hands away, " Yeah yeah OKAY!" He squinted and pressed their foreheads together, "Say it back." "I LOVE YOU ELI, now get. OFF!!" She said jokingly serious.

He kissed her lips and rolled off of her, "Thank you, now go get ready we're going out." She sat up, eyebrows furrowed, "Going where?" He looked back at her with a nonchalant face, "None of your business, Miguel what's to go somewhere, so let's go." He walked to the bathroom. Deja blew raspberries and put her braids in a low ponytail and went to her designated spot that she claimed for herself every time she came over.

She finished putting her outfit on and met Eli in the living room, "Ready?" He looked up from his phone and smiled brightly at her. "Hell yeah I am." ~I'm sorry I got a lil lazy with the ending but there's gonna be a part to go with this, so don't trip chocolate chips~

#eli moskowitz x reader #eli moskowitz #x black fem reader #x black reader #x woc!reader #hawk x reader #TheCrystalOneWrites

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tired-fandom-ndn · 10 months

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The curse of anxiety is that I put off answering messages until I'm feeling up to interaction except now I have 114 asks in my inbox and 30+ DMs across tumblr and discord and the longer they sit the more I get and I just really want to crawl in a hole and never come back out.

Anyway someone recommended watching the MP100 anime to me so I'm gonna give that a try. I couldn't really get into the manga but hopefully the anime is more. . . interesting at the beginning.

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i-want-all-the-cookies · 10 months

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Hey, it's me, crawling back after being gone for a while 🥸. Unfortunately I've had to deal with a series of unfortunate events in my life. One of which was losing my notes (AGAIN) 😭. Soo in the attempt to try and get back into the swing of things, I'm gonna post some of my story wip ideas in hopes that it will motivate me enough to actually start writing again.

Note: I'm not including my Jimmy, Forrest, or Philip fics as those have already been started. This is just for wips of fics I only have minimal notes on right now.

Wolf fic

Wolf/Reader or OC

Found friends, unlikely friendship, wrong number, catching feelings for a stranger, dealing with grief

Summary: You're left with an empty hole in your soul after the loss of a great friend. A void that you attempt to fill as you reach out to find some kind of closure. Basically, you wrong dial/text Wolf. He humors you at first with responding, since he's bored and finds your messages entertaining enough to pass the time. But somewhere along the line feelings start to develop, even though he's never even seen your face. Most of this story takes place over messages and almost encounters.

Wolf fated mates fic

Wolf/OC or reader

Enemies-lovers, rivals-lovers, semi forced proximity (both are union members having to deal with union shi), fated mates au, no shifting, mate reveal at age 18, you know before he does, trying to be the bigger person is HARD

Summary of sorts: A member of the union under Yeo-Il. Think Donald's a huge ass but the pay can't be beat, even when having to deal with other union members like Wolf. Especially Wolf. Who you can't seem to get along with from the very first encounter. You both are basically water and oil having to coexist in the same space. But then you turn 18 a couple months before he does, and realize that destiny has played you for a fool, by making Wolf your fated mate. So now you're left trying to figure out what to do next.

Notes: was reading waay to many werewolf stories during the creation of this story idea 🙃

Donald fic

Donald/OC or reader

Oppites attract, aged up characters, both already in the workforce, forced proximity due to work, one night stand not staying a one night stand, very low spice (for now anyway), mostly just sexual tension, expanding on one of my oneshots

Summary-ish: A crazy night out with friends leads to an unexpected one night stand with a dangerous but handsome looking stranger. You check it off as a very delightful YOLO experience, never expecting to meet "what's his name" again. Until you find yourself sitting in a conference room, while your boss introduces the new business partner your company is doing a collaboration with. And if that wasn't awkward enough, you get voted to be the employee to spearhead the details of this new business merger.

Notes: this came about when I mentioned to someone about how cute it would be if Donald developed feelings for someone like the character in my karaoke crackfic. A very opposites attract that just happens to work despite their differences. Only for them to shot that idea down and state he would be better off with someone like one of their own OC's, who's more like him 😐🤨😮‍💨

Welp, challenge accepted I guess.

Jake 7 minutes in heaven fic

Jake/OC or reader

Quiet and reserved character meets popular and outgoing character, opposites attract, 7 minutes of heaven game, forced proximity due to game, aged up characters, college au, college frat party, fish out of water

Summary: You get dragged to some frat party by your more outgoing and social bestie, only to be left alone while they make out with some rando. While trying to blend in and look like you belong you end up getting paired up for a round of 7 minutes in heaven, and before you can even begin to protest, you end up locked in a closet with Jake Ji.

Notes: Haven't decided how spicy I want to make this one. Should I make it more suggestive in nature? Or should I crank the spice level all the way up 🌶🔥😈

Alright. That's it. Now to wait for some motivation vibes to come and find me.

Also, completely unrelated, but is it just me or have the porn bots uped their game while I've been m.i.a? Like not only are they "following" but now they're also liking posts? And not even locking their accounts, so when you click on the profiles you get an eyeful of "activity"! Like wut in the... left me completely shooketh.

#saw others posting wips on discord and took inspiration #hopefully it works #give me some motivation please universe 🙏#Weak Hero wips #Weak Hero

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