#I’m in one of those ✨moods✨

[un-pearable]

📁 and lloyd too actually

well crap i’ve already regaled you with the lloyd’s (jay’s) DS saga so… building from that clip from skybound i love the idea that lloyd’s sense of humor is the most off-color of any of the ninja. not just cringeworthy but full-on “yikes, i hate that that’s funny.” he was the kind of kid who whipped out the dead baby jokes in middle school. whether it’s darkley’s or inherited or whatever he’s really funny in a slightly insensitive way - later on he’s fully aware of it and knows it’s definitely something that is NOT a good idea for their public images but he never fails to send jay into hysterics

#the clip being the part in kryptarium with the mechanic ‘i’ve got a bone to pick with you’ ‘that’s one more bone than you’ve got in your #entire arm’. lloyd why are you like this. i love that you’re like this but Why #ninjago #text✨ #ask game #lloyd garmadon #see also: cole making him laugh with the slightly sexist joke when they’re stuck on the island #i am a firm believer that that scene is sweet and you’re allowed to find those jokes funny when they’re in a harmless environment where ever #yone knows it’s a joke but i am a defender of that scene bc it’s very clearly cole trying to lighten the mood for lloyd and then when he #realizes that nya was upset he immediately makes it sincere and sweet. they’re good kids your honor #i’m rambling. anyway yeah lloyd can make some of the slimiest jokes imaginable but he is extremely funny and is constantly struggling not to #ALSO SOMEONE HERE ASK ME ABOUT THE DS THING i really need to make a post about it i adore it so much

[harrywavycurly]

What You Deserve Part 5: Details

Masterlist: Here

CW: brief mention of toxic ex

Tag List: @littlered0000 @saramelaniemoon @ali-r3n @sapphire4082 @sweetmoonlove0214 @eddies-girl-22 @darknesseddiem @peaches-roses-sins @blckburd @comeonatmebruh @daisy-munson @cultish-corner @mrsjellymunson @aol19 @micheledawn1975 @2000babies

A/N: I hope y’all enjoy this update it answers some questions and shows another side of Eddie, it’s a long one and I broke it up into sections!✨

“What…are those?” “They’re called flowers.” “And who..are they for?” “They are for you…you didn’t expect me to show up to our first…date empty handed did you?” “This…this is a date? You’re calling this a date? We are on a date?” “Hey hey relax a bit please it’s okay…I just…I mean yes? I’d call this a date because it’s…well it’s when we are going to discus our…relationship so yeah…it’s a date.” “Okay…” “is that okay? It doesn’t need to be a date if it’s too-” “No no it’s a date…yeah we…are going on a date.” “Perfect…uhm do you want to maybe…get in the car now?”

“Holy shit.” “What’s wrong?…are you cold? You can wear my jacket if you’d like?” “Sorry I’m fine it’s just….I didn’t get a good look at you in the car because I was distracted by the flowers but…seriously…do you always just look like…this?” “Uh…yes?” “You…you look like you just walked out of a magazine and…well I look-” “Amazing…you look amazing…now unless you have anymore questions…we do have a reservation that we are almost late for.” “This place looks nice…you come here a lot?” “Oh yeah…I take all my first dates here.” “I can see why…” “you…do know I was joking right?… I’ve actually never been here before.” “Oh yeah…yeah I knew that.”

“So…uhm what are some things you…don’t want me to do?” “Oh right to the point huh? Can’t even let me order you a glass of wine first?” “You want to order…for me?” “Oh forgive me….I didn’t mean for it to sound like you can’t order yourself a glass of wine I know you’re more than capable of telling people what you want.” “It’s okay I’ve just…never had someone offer to order for me before.” “Well I’m more than happy to if you want…” “thank you…so-” “hi welcome to Enzo’s what can I get you to drink?” “Hello…I’ll have a glass of your house red and a water to start.” “Perfect…and for you dear? What would you like?” “Uhm…uh…there’s a lot of uhm choices…uh-” “if you’re not sure I can just come back?” “Uh Eddie can you-” “I’ve got you sweetheart…she’ll have a glass of your white wine and a water with lemon please.” “Excellent choice…I’ll get those right out to you.”

“So you asked easier what are some things I would prefer for you not to do…and that’s actually a tough question to answer because I don’t want you to feel like you have a set of rules to follow because you don’t…” “Okay…well there are uh some things…that uhm I’d like if you…didn’t…do.” “Such as?” “I don’t like being around uhm…men when they drink too much so…if you do want to go and get drunk please just…don’t invite me along or…show up at my house banging on my door or yelling my name from the front porch.” “Has…that happened before?” “Yes…several times…and each time it ended…badly.” “It ended badly?…do you mind explaining what that means?” “I don’t want to ruin…the mood by talking about what an asshole my ex is.” “Understandable…so what else would you like for me not to do?” “This one might sound a little odd but..I don’t like being called babe…it just…I don’t like it.” “It’s not odd…we all have names we don’t like to be called…is there anything else?” “I don’t think so.” “Well if you think of anything else…just let me know because I don’t want to do anything or say anything that’ll upset you.”

“How was your dinner?” “It was great…that place was really good and so cute I can see why you picked it for our…uhm first date.” “I’m glad you enjoyed it…do you mind taking a walk with me? I know we have a few more things to…discuss.” “A walk sounds nice…oh you’re a hand holder? I didn’t see that coming.” “Really? Why? Do I not look like someone who likes to hold hands?” “No you look like a…shove my hands in my jacket pocket type of guy or…let me act like I’m busy on my phone so no one bothers me kind of guy.” “I see…well your hands just looked too good not to hold.” “I have been told I have nice hands once or twice.” “You know what? I actually believe that…so I was wondering if we could talk more about what we both want out of this…and maybe set up some…boundaries of some sort?” “You start…what do you want from all of this Edward?” “Ah back to Edward are we?” “Oh shit sorry Eddie.” “It’s okay…well what I want out of this is just…to spend time with you doing things as simple as this…a walk around downtown or more…extravagant things like trips to wherever you’d like to go…but most importantly I just want to make your life easier.” “And…all of that would make…you happy?” “Yes…it would.” “I just don’t see how spending money on me will make you happy?” “It’s not necessarily about spending money on you…yes I have the money to spend but it’s about having someone to do things with…and knowing you’re not stressed or worried about things that I can…easily take care of for you.” “Okay…that kinda makes sense.” “I have managed to build this wonderful life for myself and…I just want someone to enjoy it with me that’s all.” “And that someone is me?” “If you want it to be.” “Okay…but you just have to know this is going to take some getting used to.” “I understand…you’ll have to be patient with me as well because I’m used to doing things alone.” “So we both have to be patient with one another…that can be one of our ground rules.” “Okay…if we are making ground rules let’s add honesty to that list…that’s a big one for me because I don’t have time for games…just tell me the truth…even if you think it’ll hurt my feelings.” “That’s a good one!”

“So…what about you? What do you want out of this?” “I just…I just want to know what it feels like to be…treated well.” “I promise you I can do that.” “Oh trust me…I know.” “Is there anything else you want or…need from me?” “There is one more thing.” “What is it?” “I need you to save Dave.” “You…need me to save…Dave?” “Yes because he means a lot to me and I just…I need you to save him.” “Okay sweetheart…I’ll save him.” “You promise?” “Yes…even if it means he gets a whole heart and brain transplant…I’ll save him.” “Oh thank god…I was so worried you’d tell me you can’t do it.” “Why wouldn’t I be able to do it? You don’t trust my abilities as a mechanic? That hurts…that actually hurts.” “Oh no no I’m sure you’re great with your hands and…getting dirty and…stuff i just…thought maybe you’d say it was a waste of money or something.” “I’ll be honest with you…I could buy you a new car for what it’s going to cost me to fix Dave but…I get it…he means a lot to you.” “Thank you Eddie.” “Anytime.”

“This…was really nice Eddie…thank you.” “I’m happy you had a good time.” “I just…I have one more question.” “I was waiting for this one…go ahead and ask it.” “What do I call you now that we…have set up the ground rules and are actually…moving forward with…this.” “What would you like to call me? Besides Edward.” “I…don’t know? What…do you want to call me?” “Is it wrong that my first instinct was to say mine?” “You…want to call me…yours? Like…like…I’m…yours?” “I would…but if that’s too assertive or makes you uncomfortable-” “I’d like that.” “You would?” “Yes…uh I…would.” “Okay…well you can call me whatever you’d like.” “Uhm does…that include like…boyfriend or…something?” “Sure…whatever feels comfortable.” “Okay…thank you again…for everything.” “You’re welcome…have a goodnight sweetheart…don’t forget to put those flowers in a vase with some water.” “I don’t own a-” “I’ll bring one by tomorrow.” “You don’t have to do that.” “I know…now I have a question for you.” “What is it?” “What time do you normally get up in the morning?” “Oh uhm…like nine or so on weekends.” “Perfect…I’ll be here at ten then….goodnight.” “Goodnight…uhm can you uh text me when you get home?” “Sure…can’t have you up all night worried about me.” “Exactly…” “You’re going to have to go inside or I’ll stand out here and find an excuse to keep talking to you all night.” “Oh..right…goodnight Eddie.”

#what you deserve series #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson au #eddie munson fanfic #sugar daddy!eddie #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #Eddie Munson #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things au #my little dungeon master baby

[kingofbodyrolls]

BTS fic recs: my 30th birthday special

Shit. I’m turning 30 today (I still feel like I’m 18 lol) 😯 So I wanted to make this special recommendation list for you, as a birthday present from me 💜 This includes some of my all time favorites (no, I’ll never stop screaming about those!!!!) and also, some good old ones that I’ve never gotten around to rec at the time. 

I also have another birthday present for you (wish is also why I didn’t finish my reading list and why ‘Friendcation’ is on pause until after my birthday). I wrote a short one-shot, so if you’re in the mood for that, check it out → ‘Say that Again (I Dare You)’ [reader x jjk (ft. pjm)].

I actually didn’t get to finish my reading list for this special rec list, so I’ll add the rest of my recommendations as I read them (I’ll specify which I haven’t re-read yet) and the rest will be posted to this month’s regular rec list.

I want to thank each and every writer on this list for creating such wonderful stories and art - you are truly amazing ✨ All the fics on this list hold a dear place in my heart 🥹

❗Most of these fics are smutty as hell or contains dark themes, so minors dni.❗ 

If you read anything on this list and you like it, please leave a comment to the writer or reblog the original fic’s post 💜And if you want more fic recs you can follow me to stay updated 🙂

BTS fic rec index → May | Jun | Jul | Aug | Sep (jjk)(knj) | Oct (pjm) | Nov (💜) | Dec (ksj)(kth) |

Emoji meaning → angst = 🌩️, smut = 🥵, fluff = 🥰, comedy = 😂, yandere = 😈, thriller/dark = 👻.

Namjoon

⭐All Night by @luaspersona // knj x f.reader // college!au, brother’s best friend!au, s2l // 🥵

📝 When your brother bails on you, you have to find another way to entertain yourself for the night and Kim Namjoon just so happens to be a great company.

🗨️ This was the most perfect, pure masterpiece of fucking gold writing 🤌🏾🥵 it is insanely filthy, so deliciously smutty!! Like I think my soul has left my body 🥵 the writing, story and the characters were brilliant ✨ this is hands down one of my new favorites and I WILL read this again soon, I promise you! Don’t sleep on this sweet bad boy Namjoon, okay 🥵 such an easy recommendation for me to make - do yourself a favor and read it if you haven’t (and if you have, then read it again!) ♥️💯

⭐All Aboard! (the passion express) by @ve1vetyoongi // knj x f.reader // office worker!namjoon // 🥵

📝 There were not many things that got your blood boiling in the same way that two simple words could. Kim Namjoon. The name of your irritating and (unfortunately enough, as the universe would have it) incredibly handsome co-worker. Which is exactly why you never expected to find your self on your knees for him on the train home.

🗨️ Holy fuck, fuck, fuck this was so incredibly filthy (in the best way possible) 🥵 the tension between reader and Namjoon was perfect, the build up was so satisfying 🌟 what’s not to like ✨😍

⭐The Wedding Arrangement by @sugaurora // knj x f.reader // ‘enemies’ to friends to lovers, wedding!au // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 Unfortunately, he’s just gotten engaged to someone who isn’t you. Even more unfortunately, he expects you to help plan the wedding alongside Kim Namjoon, his other best friend and, based on your first meeting, just another judgmental jerk. Putting aside your distaste for the sake of your friend’s happiness, you both set about giving Seokjin the wedding of his dreams. Following a rough and satisfying affair at the caterer’s, you strike an unusual deal: you and Namjoon will be enemies with benefits until the wedding is over. And after six months of wedding planning, you both just might learn that weddings aren’t usually the end, but a brand new beginning.

🗨️ This was so amazing 🥹 the characters had so much depth and ugh! It was just so, so good. It was a pleasure reading their love unfolding 🥰 aish, I’m soft! It’s filled with plenty of soft, slight heartbreaking angst at times, but oh so fluffy and smutty too! It was perfect 👌🏾 💯 please don’t sleep on this one, okay? 🥹

Yoongi

⭐Roommates by @automnesleaves [AO3] [119K] // myg x f.reader // roommates!au, covid!au, slice of life // 😂🥰🌩️

📝 February 2020: Your best friend Jimin’s roommate recommendation, IT guy Yoongi Min, moves in with you. March 2020: Covid Lockdown.

🗨️ This is really, really good! I remember being so hooked on this, that I stayed up multiple nights to finish chapters. It was hard to put down, and so interesting to read how readers luck slowly turned – also, the dynamic between reader and Yoongi is great and there’s just so much lovely slice of life in it 💜

⭐Three Tangerines [series; ongoing] by @kithtaehyung // myg x f.reader // fuckboy!yoongi, brother’s best friend!au, age gap!au // 🌩️🥵

📝 Throughout high school, you sometimes caught glimpses of your brother’s older friends: some of them were sweet, some of them were smart. but the one closest to him? that guy was a total f*ckboy from day one. after a foray of horrid relationships spanning years - ending with one that broke up with you for an alarming reason - you needed advice on what the hell you were doing wrong… and this wasn’t a conversation for anyone sweet or smart.

🗨️ Yes. This is here again. It is one of my all-time favorites and I will not stop screaming about how fucking good this is! You just have to join the 3tan party or you are severely missing out, Doll. 💖✨

⭐Oh, darling! [series; completed] by @yoongiofmine // myg x f.reader // university!au, non idol au, professor!yoongi, student!reader // 🥰🌩️🥵

📝 Starting your second semester at one of South Korea’s most prestigious universities should be stressful enough. Between juggling classes, good grades and a social life, your plate was full. Hoping to spice up your academic career, you thought it was a good idea to enroll as an assistant for your literature professor, whom you’ve held a very secret and very forbidden crush on for the past several months. What will happen now that you’re forced to work closely together? And what if your crush isn’t as one sided as you thought? 

🗨️ Holy fucking shit 🥵🫣😳 This is just one of my favorites series, EVER 💜 This is in my top 10, no questions! ✨

Hoseok

⭐Fate Doesn’t Exist by @whenIseeUsmile [AO3] [47K] // jhs x myg (mxm) // pilot!au, formula1!au // 😂🌩️

📝 Yoongi is a pilot. Hoseok is a Formula 1 driver. Jungkook's a fanboy and Jimin is oblivious.

Yoongi hates people but likes one-night-stands. One in particular but he doesn't like the fact that he's famous. He really shouldn't get involved with Hoseok. He does it anyways.

🗨️ I’ve read this multiple times! And it will forever be one of my favorites! I just love how their personality compliments each other, and how they keep meeting each other (also can’t stay away from each other). Plus, the side couples, both Jungkook x Jimin and Namjoon x Seokjin are just fucking hilarious – everything about this is golden, so if you’re into mxm it’s a really good read! 👏

⭐Flight 18 by @noona-la-la-la [9.5K] // jhs x f. reader // flight!au, idol!au // 🥵😂

📝 Korean Air Flight 18 leaves daily from Los Angeles traveling to Seoul.  You’ve taken this flight before, but this time you’ve got an irritating passenger in the neighboring seat.  Little did you know that he would end up giving you the ride of your life.

🗨️ This was just really really amazing; utterly funny (like I was laughing at certain points), so much sexual tension that evolves into satisfying smut 😗

Jimin

⭐The Airport Couple: P[ass]anger from Hell + Drabble by @dovechim & @jimlingss [8K] // pjm x f.reader // e2l, frequent traveler jimin x tsa agent reader // 😂😂😂🥰

📝 As a TSA agent, you expect your job to be relatively easy, most passengers these days follow the rules to the T in order to avoid prolonging their custom checks. But not a certain Park Jimin, who seems to have a problem understanding what 100ml is, or the very simple fact that gadgets must be taken out of the bag, and bomb jokes are strictly off limits. Frequent traveller Park Jimin is your nemesis, but darn is he a cute one.

🗨️ This is just so fucking hilarious, don’t get me started. I laughed from beginning to end 😂 And it’s still as good as I remember, if not even better??? Like ✨ I’ve highlighted a few of my favorite parts from the fic. I don’t want to give too much away, but these lines are just so damn hilarious! Please go read it, it’s one of my faves 💯

⭐The Airport Couple: Park Jimin’s Cock[pit] by @jimlingss & @dovechim [12K] // pjm x f.reader // pilot!au, bf2l, coworkers!au // 😂🥰🥵

📝 Talk about Angry Birds, and most people would immediately think of the mobile game app. But within your circle of friends, it stands for something else. It’s synonymous with Park Jimin, one of the most talented pilots from your batch who also just happens to have anger issues, or in other words, air rage. He is your best friend, but when you get teamed up with him as his co-pilot, you can only pray that things don’t go south… literally. 

🗨️ I remember reading this a few years ago, and I loved it then and I still do ✨ It is incredibly funny, has good banter and dialogue to match. The chemistry between reader and Jimin is just priceless, their friendship is just pure giggles 🥹 It’s also fluffy and will tug on your heartstrings in the best way possible. Just really, really good and definitely also one of my all-time favorites 💯💜

⭐Since We Met by @inkjam-moon [9.2K] // pjm x f.reader // roommate!au // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 Your in love with your roommate, so you think maybe trying to date someone else will help you get over him, but when your roommate shows signs of jealousy, you begin to wonder; could he like you back?

🗨️ I haven’t re-read this yet – but I remember I loved it 💜(I’ll insert my rec here when I have read it again).

⭐Turbulence by @yminie [9.3K] // pjm x f.reader // flight!au // 🥵🥰

📝 On your first flight the cute boy next to you helps to sooth your nerves, and on the second flight he soothes something else.

🗨️ I haven’t re-read this yet – but I remember I loved it 💜(I’ll insert my rec here when I have read it again).

⭐Accelerate by @yminie [8.9K] // pjm x f.reader // flight!au // 🥵🥰

📝 Jimin comes to retrieve his jacket on the condition that you then accompany him for dinner, and you can bet he satiates every hunger.

🗨️ I haven’t re-read this yet – but I remember I loved it 💜(I’ll insert my rec here when I have read it again).

⭐Beneath the Water by @jungshookz // pjm x reader // fantasy!au + mermaid!au // 🌩️🥵🥰😂

📝 His legs were sparkling. You looked up from his face slowly and towards his legs, your head tilting in confusion when you were met with the sight of… well, it certainly wasn’t a pair of legs. What the fuck?

🗨️ This is just perfect; a tiny bit angst, gold certified comedy and fluff (with a sprinkle of smut). There’s also a bullet point drabble of this, so please check that out too (here).

⭐Make Me by @jikookiekosmos // pjm x reader // office!au, boss!jimin/employee!reader + dom/sub themes // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 After a bad breakup, you decide to go out one night and drink your sorrows away - that is, until you see your now ex-boyfriend there with someone clinging to his arm. To get your mind off of things, you go back to your job after hours; what you don’t expect is for your boss and CEO of the company, Park Jimin, to show up and offer you help in ways you didn’t know you needed.

🗨️ It has heavy dom/sub themes (which I’m normally not into, but imma switch for this one!). It is incredibly hot and so, so damn perfect 🥵

⭐Pay Attention by @jikookiekosmos // pjm x reader // office!au, boss!jimin/employee!reader + dom/sub themes // 🥵🥰

📝 You’d mentioned it in passing once before, your fantasy about blowing your boss - and now boyfriend - under his desk during one of his important CEO business meetings. So what happens when you want to turn that fantasy into a reality, and he wants it just as much?

🗨️ This is a sequel to ‘Make Me’ (but can be read as a stand-alone) - and it is just pure dirty smut. The dynamic between reader and Jimin is just so good ✨

Jungkook

⭐The Wedding Planners by @gukyi [28K] // jjk x f.reader // e2l, wedding!au // 😂🥰🌩️🥵

📝 Jeon jungkook is three things: cocky, terrible, and your worst enemy. then your best friend hoseok gets engaged to the love of his life, and suddenly jeon jungkook is four things: cocky, terrible, your worst enemy, and the man you will be spending the next seven months with in order to plan your best friend’s wedding. 

🗨️ I also remember reading this a few years ago and it was just a very funny and pleasant reread 💜 What I love about this is one, is definitely the slow-burn and the enemies to lovers aspect too. The banter between reader and Jungkook is just so priceless and reading how their relationship slowly unfolds and develops through the months of the wedding planning was just everything 💯 Hoseok and Yoongi’s personality in this also makes this fic truly amazing.

⭐Secret Slut (1) by @jeonsweetpea [7.7K] // jjk x f.reader (ft. pjm) // office!au, pa!jungkook x ceo!reader // 😂🌩️🥵

📝 Jungkook accidentally gifts you, his boss, a sex toy for Secret Santa.

🗨️ I remember reading this a few years ago and now I see that there’s even a part two to it, that I haven’t read! This one is really funny, like straight up hilarious – really made me laugh at times and then it got so freaking smutty 🥵 Really good!

⭐Secret Slut (2) by @jeonsweetpea [18.1K] // jjk x f.reader + pjm x f. reader // office!au, pa!jungkook, pa!jimin, ceo!reader // 🌩️🥵

📝 After being fired, Jungkook finds himself a new job only to realize he misses you too much. He comes back to discover you’ve hired a new personal assistant, Jimin. You offer him the only job position available, which was being the assistant’s assistant. Being demoted results in Jungkook feeling inadequate and he soon learns what it means to be jealous.

🗨️ I was so speechless after reading the last part of the series, like 🥵🥵🥵🥵 There’s so much smut in this, you’re like swimming in it, lol! And then something happens, that I won’t spoil because I actually didn’t expect that to happen (even though I should have seen it coming, because the build-up was there). So, a really good read! 

⭐Departure by @nomnomsik [6.2K] // jjk x f.reader (ft. jimin) // pilot!au, coworkers!au // 🥵🥰

📝 As a flight attendant for Korean Air, you’re scheduled for a thirteen-hour flight to Japan. However, things get intimate between you and your partner and co-pilot, Jeon Jungkook, when he realizes Park Jimin, the famous idol from Korea, broads the plane and blatantly flirts with you. 

🗨️ I haven’t re-read this yet – but I remember I loved it 💜(I’ll insert my rec here when I have read it again).

⭐Something Like Love by @iamtaekooked [8.4K] // jjk x f.reader // cop!au, police office!au // 🥰

📝 It was meant to be a regular day at the hospital. That is until you get kidnapped in broad daylight. Meanwhile, the famous detective Jeon Jeongguk who also happens to be your best friend, just wanted a normal day free of world’s bullshit, but he couldn’t even have that.

🗨️ I haven’t re-read this yet – but I remember I loved it 💜(I’ll insert my rec here when I have read it again).

⭐The Forgotten Spaces [completed series] by @oddinary4bts // jjk x reader // college!au, dancer!au + e2l // 🌩️🥵🥰

📝 you’ve been dancing on the same dance crew since your teenage years, and you finally have an important role in it. It feels like life is taunting you when your rival comes back after disappearing for a year, ready to tease you every chance he gets. Will the teasing turn into more, or are you going to take him down with you?

🗨️ This is truly a masterpiece! The writing is perfect and the characters have so much soul, dimension, hurt and love. It is exceptional 👏🏾♥️ you just have to read this gem 💎

⭐Two point Five (2.5): pt2 + pt3 [series] by @bratkook // jjk x f.reader // handyman!jk, s2f2l // 🥵🥰

📝 Who would have thought booking a handyman from an app would lead to this. sure, you wish he’d mount you instead of just your television, but you could totally be friends. Right?

🗨️ This is also one of my all time favorites! 💎There is just something incredibly hot about handyman JK 🥵 It is so good, juicy, smutty and there's comedy in it too! Please don’t be sleeping on this one.

Okay, okay, okay. So the list got out of hand! And I know I say “this is in my top 10” but I can’t even pick my top 10 because I have waaaay too many favorites 😂

I hope you have an awesome day, are happy and stay healthy! I’ll go and enjoy my birthday with a chill day, birthday dinner with my family, probably some reading and watching the finale of Loki  🥳 🎂 Thank you so much for liking, commenting or reblogging my rec lists, it means a lot to me – remember to reblog, comment and/or like the fics you like on the list to the the lovely authors know you love their stuff 💜

#bts fic recs #bts fic #bts fics #bts imagine #bts imagines #bts scenarios #jungkook x reader #yoongi smut #Yoongi x reader #bts smut #namjoon x reader #bts x reader #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts fanfction #bts x reader smut #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts x oc #jimin x reader #pjm x reader #hoseok x reader #jjk x reader #knj x reader #jhs x reader #ksj x reader #bangtan x reader #bangtan smut #bangtan fanfic

[chlorinecake]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Restless Nights w Enhypen ! ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

༯ pairing: bf!enha x snoring s/o ☁️

༯ warnings: cavity inducing fluff, language, a lil crack

༯ wc: less than 200 words for each member

니키 | Niki - Once you and Niki started sleeping in the same bed together, it was game over for you about three nights in when he ~discovered~ your snoring habit. The menace in him couldn’t help but record your noisy fits, just in case he ever ran out of things to tease you for 🤭 He even nicknamed you “piglet” the next day 😭 You’d feel a lil insecure about it (at first) until asking him what he meant by it, and he’d simply show you the video, holding back his laugh… He’d use his height advantage against you as you desperately tried reaching for his phone to delete the video 🤧🤧 “NIKI IF YOU DON’T DELETE THAT SHIT, I’M NEVER SLEEPING WITH YOU AGAIN!!” He’d drop his arm immediately, handing you the phone. “I’m sorry,” he’d whisper, pulling you in for a hug.

정원 | Jungwon - Usually, Jungwon is a VERY LATE sleeper, so there are nights when he doesn’t mind your snoring as much. However, if he’s really tired and in need of some quality rest 😪, your snoring can be somewhat of a hinderance to him. So, he researched methods that might aid your noisy habit. Meditating or simply listening to calming music with you before bed soon developed into more than just an anti-snore scheme, but a part of your nightly routines 🥰🥰

“I’m so tired, Wonie, can we please just go to bed?”

“Right after we meditate first.”

“But why,” you pouted.

“It’ll help you sleep better, ____. Just give me 10 minutes, and afterwards, we can cuddle.” After that offer, you’d happily oblige, and sometimes, end up meditating in each others presence for even longer than planned.

선우 | Sunoo - Some nights, Sunoo finds your snoring cute, while other nights he finds it ANNOYING AS HELL 😩, so it really depends on his mood. One night, he was so fed up with it that he plugged your nose while you were sleeping, just to laugh his ass off when you wake up wheezing 💀 until you look at him like “😤” and he makes up every excuse 🪦

“Go back to sleep, honey, you probably just had a bad dream.”

“Sunoo.”

“Fine, the truth is, your snoring was annoying the hell out of me, so I tried to cheer myself up by letting the intrusive thoughts win. My apologies.”

“Sunoo.”

“Look, I promise I’ll never do it again, baby 🥺.”

“SUNOO!”

“What?” Those were his final words before you’d initiate a revenge tickle fight, tiring him out before you both fell back to sleep, snoring together this time 😴

성훈 | Sunghoon - Honestly, Sunghoon isn’t bothered by your snoring habit at all. He GETS his beauty sleep 💅✨💋, regardless of the earthquake occurring on your side of the bed 🥴 The only time he’ll tease you about it is if you snore ~excessively~ right after intimacy 🙈 He’d wake up the next morning and trace lazy shapes on the small of your back, admiring your EVERYTHING in the moment of silence before saying some cheeky shit like:

“Was it that good, baby?”

You’d wake up at the sound of his voice, groggy and confused.

“What’re you talking about, Sunghoon?”

“Last night, silly. You were snoring like a beast, so it must’ve been fabulous.” You could feel heat rush to your face, both out of embarrassment and affection ☺️☺️

제이크 | Jake - As you came to learn while dating him, Jake is a softie at heart 🥹🫀🍬 He finds your snoring habit SOOO endearing. Sometimes, he likes to think of the different animals your snores remind him of 😑, but his all time favorite snores are the kitten purrs you make while nuzzled against his chest, making his heart thud like a whole ass drum!!! He can’t wait to update you the next morning, telling you how cute you sounded/looked in your sleep 😌 He also DEFINITELY took a picture or two 👀

“Baby, guess what! It’s really important,” he’d say in his adorable Aussie accent, shaking you from your slumber…. at 5am 🫠

“Yeah, what is it Jakey?”

“You looked really pretty while you slept, and your snores sounded saur freaking cute, and I love you, and I also can’t wait to sleep next to you again TONIGHT, and-”

“HOW IS THAT IMPORTANT, JAKE?”

제이 | Jay - Jay absolutely can’t STAND your snoring! He’s pretty big on physical touch in a relationship, viewing cuddle sessions as a form of ~life support~ in most cases. Though, he simply has a very low tolerance for the noise you make, especially when he’s tired 🥱 The poor guy ends up sleeping on the couch during most of your snoring fits so he doesn’t wake up cranky or disturb you with his tossing and turning 😭😭 It’s honestly for the best 💝

“Jayyyy,” you call from your shared bedroom.

By now, he knew exactly what you wanted whenever you called his name like that.

He picked up his pillow and blanket from the couch, meeting you on the mattress.

“Cuddles?” You’d ask, tugging at the hem of his shirt.

“Always 😏”

희승 | Heeseung - Knowing Heeseung, he’d probably be snoring right on with ya. He’s a ~vocal~ man in his waking life and it’s not very different when he’s asleep either. His snores aren’t as loud as yours, but he sleeps like a baby through your noise anyways 😌 Heeseung believes snoring is an indicator that one is catching up on some well-needed and deserved rest, so he’ll likely NEVER complain about it 🫶🤗

Hugging you from behind, he’d pull you closer the second you tried to escape his hold.

“Heeseung, I need to pee,” you’d whine, squirming in his arms.

“What if I miss you while you’re gone?” He’d ask you, pouting.

“I’ll come back as soon as I finish, okay?”

“Ugh, okay,” he’d answer, only for you to come back two minutes later and find him smiling into your pillow, drifting back to sleep.

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૮˶- ﻌ -˶ა⌒) thanks for stopping by! make sure to check out my bookshelf for more fun reads! 🎂

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[chqnverse]

SUBBY CHAN!! subby chan pretty please. with maybe a bit of face riding 🤭

and you're writing is actually really good. so good. might have binge-read your works teehee

- 🫧 anon

𖥻 Reward

♡┊ 𝐂𝐇𝐐𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ; bangchan x fem!reader

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 :: you asked your boyfriend to ride his pretty face :)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 :: smut ( 18+ ), switch!reader, switch!chan, face riding, reader has bigger thighs, they are whipped for each other, unprotected sex ( don’t do that !!! ), slight aftercare, I was in a mood while writing but oh well 🤷‍♀️

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 :: I turned your ask into a tiny drabble my lovely 🫧 anon I hope you like it tho ✨ I’m glad you enjoy my work so much bubs💕

You knew your boyfriend was handsome but the outfit he was wearing today did something with your brain…his hair looking ever so soft and the almost sheer top and the pretty necklace he was wearing was just beautiful. You’re so proud of Chan and the way his eyes sparkled when they won another award made your heart speed up. So you decided to treat your amazing boyfriend…when you both got home that day chan went to take a shower after giving you a passionate kiss. The way his lips feel against you made you feel butterflies in your stomach. So as soon as you hear the shower running and Chan’s soft humming you quickly change, pulling out your boyfriends favourite lingerie of yours a fully black set almost see through with tiny black bows on the straps of the bra and panties it was barely covering anything and it made you feel confident and pretty. You’re so focused on yourself in the mirror that you didn’t notice chan leaving the bathroom and walking over to you with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Chan swore his breathing stopped for a moment when he saw you standing there in front of your bedroom mirror. Chan loved when you felt good about yourself. He slowly walks up to you putting his hands around your waist. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this” Chan’s one hand pulling at the strap on the side of your underwear, you could feel his hot breath on your neck making you shiver. You slowly turn at to face Chan putting ur arms around his neck one hand playing with his soft hair. Chan hums in enjoyment at the front of your body pressed against his and your hand in his hair, his own hands started to wander around your body “wanted to give you a reward on your own baby” you whisper against his lips “so tell me Channie what do you want I will give you anything” you started kissing his neck, chan making room for you taking a few seconds to enjoy the feeling of your lips on him. “Anything Darling?” Chan asks when you look up at him with those pretty eyes of yours.

The movement of your hips was controlled by your boyfriend while you couldn’t even focus on anything that wasn’t his plush lips on your cunt, you already came twice on his face and each time chan hummed in delight when he tasted your sweet high on his tongue. His warm tongue moving inside you and his nose was pressed against your clit making you see stars. “God darling you taste like fucking heaven” chan said making you whine. Chan swears he was in heaven with your plush thighs wrapped around his face and the way your breast where moving together with the sounds that left your mouth made his dick impossibly harder “Channie please wanna fell you inside me” you whine hands gripping on this hair like they are your lifeline. Chan couldn’t resist the need longer, longing to be inside your pretty cunt. Chan’s pushes you downward to his hard length. “Do it pretty girl ride me” you didn’t need to be told twice and quickly sink down on him making Chan’s eyes roll back, the way you feel around him send him even closer to his orgasm.

The way he was hitting your sweet spot makes you clench even tighter around him. You could feel your orgasm on the tip of your tongue chan knew your body like the back of his hand “come for me pretty girl” he whispered before kissing you passionately. You couldn’t hold back anymore and let go feeling your sweet relief wash over you. Chan quickly falling over the edge with you keeping his length as deep as he could go inside your warmth. You’re slowly coming down from your shared high your arms wrapped tightly around Chan “are you okay darling?” He whispered not wanting to disturb your bliss. You nod slowly kissing his lips once more. “I’m so proud of you Channie” you whispered, making Chan smile and tighten his hold onto you.

#stray kids #skz smut #stray kids smut #skz x Reader #skz x fem!reader #bangchan #lee know #changbin #seungmin #hyunjin #felix #han jisung #stray kids x reader #stray kids ff #bangchan oneshot #bangchan x reader #skz x y/n #skz x you #bangchan smut #bangchan drabble #skz fic #skz drabble #skz smut drabble #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #sub!skz #sub!straykids

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Belly dancer reader got me thinking about König with an Arab Engel who is hypervocal about how much she likes him, Arabic has some intense terms of endearment so her telling him تقبرني which basically means "bury me in a grave because I don't want to live without you" or calling him habib albi (love of my heart). making him an absolute FEAST for breakfast because what do you mean you just want a sandwich? you are getting at LEAST 5 different plates to choose from plus some nice tea while they listen to Fairuz ✨

I like to think he would LOVE how possessive Arab women can get, man can't compliment a woman without getting side eyed by his girl and scolded when they're in the car and gets the full sass "go sit on her lap then, since you want to act like a little boy 🙄" we're hella physical too so he should expect a slap on the arm or to be bitten on the cheek as warning lol.

he leaves for deployment smelling of incense and oud, rich, spicy and sensual. she gives him some perfume oil as both something to remember her by and to ward of any potential women who might want some (girl, who? you're the only one insane enough to handle him XD) plus some charms to keep him safe <3

I’m sorry but why is this so HELLA CUTE

Our man gets a feast for breakfast? He’s in heaven and let me tell you he needs it, König eats huge amounts of food, he needs a lot of fuel and his metabolism is crazy quick and if he doesn’t get enough to eat he starts to feel grumpy or even dizzy >:( Would someone please slip some protein bars into this man's tactical vest before he leaves on a mission so he doesn't kill everyone on his team?

And he’s all possessive but wait a minute, a woman getting possessive of him? Is this even happening? (Also please the way I laughed my ass off at the “Go sit on her lap then, since you want to act like a little boy” LMAO König is in love. He will sit only and ever in your lap now.)

And please don’t get physical with him! Do not get physical unless you want to get squeezed (possessively) or slapped on the butt (lovingly) or get your tits and neck and hips covered in love bites after that. König will return all grabbiness and biting and violation of personal space tenfold.

And uhhh König has a serious scent kink did I ever tell you? So if he can still smell you or of you when he sadly has to leave, our boy will be in a much calmer mood when he’s doing his dirty nasty kind of disturbing job to get the money to buy you everything you want.

König is getting so much love and attention and food he can't take it all in 🥺 All those endearment terms and poetic cooings are about to turn him into a 6'10 marshmallow 🥺 And CHARMS? To keep him safe?? Please no more, this man is about to flop.

#this is my roman empire #i'm sorry but this is exquisite *mwah* chef's fucking kiss #and the ENDEARMENT TERMS gahh seriously get out of here #that's some next level shit #answered

[danikamariewrites]

ohhh love the new theme😍

i was wondering if i could please request one where it’s feysand x reader where reader has a mommy kink, mdlg kinda vibe. I literally cannot stop thinking ab mommy feyre, she would be the perfect caretaker ever. Like imagine laying on her tits just sucking on them while she strokes your hair😩 I NEED HER RNNNNN

ohhh imagine rhys walks in and sees them chilling with reader sucking on feyre. ugh and he would be the perfect daddy🧎‍♀️ and he puts his dick in reader and the three of them just lay there all night.

i just need them right now… like it’s getting ridiculous

OHHH and imagine when they’re being casual, like feyre does cute hairstyles for reader, rhys picks out dresses for them to wear, and anything reader wants, they give to her. literally spoiled rotten. and they’re so wise and give great advice and really lead the relationship. reader doesn’t even have to use her brain around them, she just ✨ exists ✨

i’m so desperate for them someone help

Taking Care of You hc

Feysand x reader

A/n: thank you! Omg I need them now too, this request is everything 🤪

Warnings: ddlg, mdlg, nsfw content at the end

The two of them are truly perfect for this kind of relationship

They’re both gift givers and they just want the best for those they love

You love & cherish them with your whole heart

You’re very clingy with them and they don’t mind one bit, they think it’s adorable

Especially Feyre, she adores how much you want to be with her and when you call her mommy she tries so hard not to blush

Every morning Rhys is always the first one awake for training and work

You and Feyre like to sleep in and get ready together

Your morning routine is typically taking a bath together, dress, and eat breakfast

Rhys lays out your outfits for you bc he’s a style icon. They always want you to look and feel pretty and cute

After the bath you sit at your vanity and Feyre brushes your hair, styling your hair and putting in the most gorgeous, expensive hair clips

You’re positively spoiled rotten on a daily basis

Eating out at the best restaurants in Velaris

Shopping at the expensive stores across Velaris

Vacations in the summer and day courts at villas

Anything you could dream of it’s yours. Even if you think it’s something so wild and unreachable Rhys always tell you to ask anyway and he will do his best to make it happen, “Anything your heart desires my sweet. We will get it for you.” He’d say while holding your hands

It’s just princess treatment 24/7 with them

They’re great advice givers. Between everything Feyre has been through and Rhys’s years they always know what to say

They also always know what you need

Both of them being daemati is perfect for you

They can look into your mind and know what you want, what you’re feeling, and what your mood is

Rhys and Feyre want to make sure you’re happy with the way things are. They want what’s best for their sweet little angel, it’s their job to take of you after all

Whenever you’re feeling tired Feyre and Rhys always encourage you to go bed

“You need your sleep angel so you can stay perfect.” Feyre tells you. “Go to bed sweet we will be up soon.” Rhys adds with a kiss on your head. A big yawn comes out as you nod, giving them each a hug & kiss before going upstairs

You never know who’s going to come up to bed first

70% of the time it’s Feyre and when she comes into the bedroom she gives you a cute sleepy smile

She climbs into bed next to you and lays on her side facing you as she gently strokes your face

The three of you always sleep naked

On nights when you can’t fall asleep Feyre always knows calms you down

“Angel you need to sleep. Do you want mommy to help you?” “Yes mommy.” Feyre turns slightly, exposing her breasts to you, opening her arms and motioning for you to come closer

You shimmy into her embrace and place kitten licks on her pert nipple. Feyre moans softly, gently placing her hands in your hair

She lightly scratches at your hair as you start to softly suck on her

Her praise in intimate moments like this makes you blush like crazy. “There you go Angel. I can see you getting sleepy, good girl.” “Just like that baby.” “You’re doing so good for mommy.”

Rhys comes up and wears a faux pout when he sees you and Feyre tangled up together, “Aww you couldn’t sleep baby?” He coos. Feyre shushes him and gives the High Lord a stern look

“Daddy will you help me too?” You ask, pulling your lips away from Feyre to give him a sleepy pout and doe eyes. “Of course baby.” He climbs into bed After undressing, spooning you and making sure you’re ready for him with his fingers

As Rhys slides into your dripping pussy you moan around Feyre

Rhys stays cuddled to you with his arm around your middle. occasionally kissing the back of your head and whispering sweet nothings of praise and love in your ear

They can tell you’re getting sleepy and Feyre goes back to tracing your face as your eyelids start to droop

You try to force your eyes back open and jerk yourself awake but Feyre shushes you, “Sshhh Angel. Let yourself sleep, we’ve got you.”

You let your eyes fall shut and drift off to sleep

When you wake up in the morning your squished between the two of them

Your head on Feyre’s breasts and Rhys’s chest pressed against your back

Noticing they’re still asleep you snuggle back into their warmth to get a few more minutes of sleep

#acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar reader fic #acotar reader imagine #acotar imagine #rhysand fluff #rhysand headcanon #rhysand smut #rhysand x reader #rhysand acotar #rhysand x you #rhys x feyre x reader #feyre x you #feyre x reader #feyre acotar #feyre headcanons #Feyre smut #poly!feysand #poly!feysand x you #poly!feysand x reader

[a-small-writer-in-a-big-world]

Screaming and crying rn also, because right after I sent in that ask, I went to go and read protector 2 and, dear writer of mine, how are you so amazing at writing Simon Shhsbsjsbsjbs actually combusting rn, love your work sm.

but! To my actual ask! so, this is another self indulgent one.

Ok, a lot of times, when I really laugh, like, actually mean it, I snort. And I’m really insecure about it, cause alot of people make jokes about it, or make fun of it. Like “you sound like a pig” kinda stuff.

So, I was wondering if I could get price, Simon, König, and Alejandro with an S/O who snorts when they laugh, and they get so embarrassed, cause they think they’ll make fun of em

Bonus++ how would they react to someone making fun of their S/O for snorting when they laugh? ⬆️ This is just a little extra if you’d like to write it

feel free to dilute/leave some parts of this ask out because I understand this is very specific 😅

have a nice day/night! <3

✨—

Thank you sm I'm so glad you love it. I tried really hard to get him right.

This one is easy for me bc I snort when I laugh too.

Have a good day ✨!

Price, Simon, König, and Alejandro with an S/O who snorts when they laugh

Price

It's not rare that he makes you laugh. He usually gets a chuckle or a good laugh out of you when he says something with that dry humor of his

It kind of makes him feel good when he does make you laugh because it makes him feel not so much of an "boring old man" as he puts it

He also just likes to make you happy

So one night while he's on leave, the two of you decide to have some fun playing a game together while sharing some drinks

You both are a little tipsy and in high spirits, so the jokes were coming out easily

Price ended up saying something so funny you couldn't breathe with how hard you both were laughing

Then you snorted and you immediately went quiet.

Your entire body heated up and you placed your hands over your mouth as you avoided looking at Price, the silence from him making things a lot worse for you

You were mortified, just waiting for you him to say something

Price heard it, but he was honestly worried that something bad had happened to make your mood turn sour that quick

"You alright, love?" He wondered and you nodded, though you didn't look okay. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Let's keep playing." You tried to change the subject but he was set on making you laugh again.

Because Price isn't stupid, he put it together and honestly, he was mad that anyone would ever make fun of you for snorting when you're at your happiest

He didn't say anything as he began to tickle you, locking you into his arms so you couldn't get away from him. No matter how hard you tried to get away, he just held onto you and tickled you

"S-Stop! John!" You begged as you laughed so hard you snorted multiple times.

"There we go." He chuckled and kissed you on the cheek.

He likes that you snort when you laugh because he likes when you laugh. It let's him know you're truly having fun

God forbid anyone makes fun of you when you snort when he's around. He's about to become the meanest version of himself because he'll find something to say back

Simon

You laugh around him a lot and at his horrible dad jokes, which makes him feel a little too proud of himself

It enables him to make more jokes and if Soap is around it's like torture

He uses them as a good way to make you happy and when you're happy, he's happy. It's cliché, but truthfully, your happiness is something that is his top priority over everything

Usually those jokes don't make you laugh that hard though, and he's okay with that because he knows you still find joy out of them

One morning you both are laying in bed, you somehow convinced him to lay in bed later than he usually does, dozing in and out of sleep since it was the weekend

Simon was cuddling you and he was content with the silence, but a good joke popped into his head and he just had to share it with you

"Did you know diarrhea is genetic?" He asked and you looked at him with confusion.

"What?" You asked half asleep.

"It runs in your jeans."

It started out soft, your laughter, but soon you were laughing pretty hard at his joke, a lot harder than normal. It had taken you off guard and it was a bad joke, but somehow it made you laugh so hard you snorted

You gasped and placed a hand over your mouth, before you hid under the covers

Simon was confused but oh so surprised at your reaction

He made you laugh so hard, you snorted

It was an ego boost that's for sure and he wanted to make you laugh like that again, your happiness making him actually smile

He began an onslaught of horrible dad jokes, making you laugh harder with each other until you snorted again

He loves it. He already loved hearing you laugh but knowing you can laugh that hard and he's the one making you that happy makes he feel like he can do anything

Death glares towards anyone who makes fun of you and he'll probably say something mean in return

(yes i took the joke from the tlou tv show it made me laugh)

König

Any good moment he has with you, he cherishes because sometimes he gets a little insecure about if you actually like him

It’s definitely just the social anxiety talking but it makes him feel funky so he tries his best to combat those thoughts by making the most of the time you have together

When he makes you laugh, it's almost like all of the bad thoughts get pushed away by and it just makes him feel a lot better than he was

He always sends or shows you things that he knows will make you happy or laugh. It makes him feel like he's doing a good job at being your S/O

(You make sure to let him know that he doesn't always have to make you feel happy for him to be the best S/O you've had. You're always there to support him when he struggles)

One time you both were just sitting in silence, enjoying each others company while he decompresses after getting back from deployment

König was scrolling his phone aimlessly to just occupy his mind before he saw a funny video that he knew you were going to enjoy

He showed it to you, pride swelling in his chest when you began to laugh at the video and he even laughed a little himself before you snorted

When you suddenly stopped laughing and turned away from him, he immediately began to panic on the inside

Did you think he was laughing at you? That he was making fun of you?

Never in his life would he ever want to make you feel that way because he knows how bad that feeling is.

"I'm sorry." He apologized even though it wasn't his fault. "I wasn't laughing at you."

"I know, it's just embarrassing." You sighed and kept your back towards him.

"I don't think so."

He gave you a kiss on the top of your head and slowly after that you felt a lot less insecure about snorting when laughing, especially when he was around

His social anxiety disappears immediately when someone makes a comment about it and he may or may not call them out on it

Alejandro

This man is in love with everything about you and there is no one who would deny that

You and him laugh together often, there's a lot about life that you both try to make the most of and enjoy, especially when he works in such a violent field

He makes sure you're always comfortable around him and sometimes lets himself do embarrassing things to make you feel better about embarrassing yourself

He's 100% your ride or die and he will go out of his way to make you happy or to at least lessen the bad moods so you're not entirely upset

He doesn't joke very often with you but he never fails to make you laugh when he's showing you a movie or something he thought was funny. He also tends to tickle you when he wants to hear you laugh

You both were watching a comedy movie, a way for him to wind down after a long day of work

Something particularly funny happened that had you both belly laughing on the couch and when you snorted, you were embarrassed but you hoped that he didn't hear it over his own laughter, but he had

He didn't think anything of it, he honestly thought it was funny but he adored it so he waited for it to happen again when another funny part came on the tv, but it never did

"You don't like your laugh?" He wondered and you tried to hide your embarrassment.

"I don't like that I snort when I laugh." You explained and he hummed before he paused the movie.

"I love it, so you can do it when you're around me, mi vida."

Over time you stopped feeling embarrassed when you laughed that hard around him

If someone were to ever make fun of you when he's around, he's going to go into a million different insults, but in English and Spanish depending who he's talking to and how mad he is

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long and also that König's part was short. He's hard for me to write for some reason but I hope to get better at it

#simon ghost riley x reader #captain john price x reader #konig x reader #alejandro x reader #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #mw2 headcanons

[thefrontofmymind]

Helping Hand (Matty Healy x Reader)

Requests:

hi! i just came across your blog and read both your matty works! if your requests are open could you write a friends to lovers with matty? maybe a confession with tension from not knowing the other’s feelings? –anon

Could you write a Matty Healy smut where he and the reader share an apartment as friends. Reader comes home pissed and Matty offers to ✨take care✨ of the reader for the night. Reader also has a praise kink – @kmsmedine

Prompt idea: “you know I can fuck you better, right?” With matty –anon

WARNINGS: piv unprotected smut, blowjob, a little bit of alcohol consumption (lmk if i missed anything)

The way you’d describe your life, in a word, would be bittersweet. You had your dream job, a great family, a gorgeous apartment, but there was one part that was missing, an important part–you lacked a connection, at least in a way that was satisfying.

You hated the idea that you were some kind of cliche–you had everything you ever wanted except a boyfriend, it sounded like some half-arsed romcom you’d find on DVD in some bargain bin at a Poundstretcher. Sure, you weren’t completely hopeless, you could get a shag if you felt so inclined, when you felt so inclined. But your heart was never in it. Because of one man, your closest friend in the whole universe–and roommate–Matty.

You’d spent years pining over him. From the moment you’d met him, you could feel your heart jump every time he’d look your way, and then crack and crumble when he’d look elsewhere. It wasn’t from lack of trying with him–the first year of your friendship you tried your damnedest to get him to notice you in the way you craved.

The nail in the coffin came with his first serious relationship–a lovely girl called Heather, or Hannah, or some name like that–you pushed the feelings to the very back of your mind as best you could, but they refused to stay quiet. You had many a crises over what to do. You loved Matty, more than a friend, and even more than a lover, he was your person and you couldn’t bear the thought of living without him, no matter how painful it would be to see him hold another’s hand, whisper in an ear that wasn’t your’s, see the way he smirk at other girls in clubs when they’d tell him what they wanted to do to him on the cab ride home–something you could never get the courage to do.

Though once you’d mourned the loss of what may have been, you realised what you did have, a man who knew you like the back of his own hand and would run to you the second he was beckoned, though just platonically.

Eventually you began to put yourself out there, started seeing other men–nothing serious ever came of any of them, but it was a distraction, nonetheless. You’d simply made your peace with the situation and resigned yourself to the fact that it would never change.

You figured you’d never get one of those looks from Matty that you’d seen made other girls’ knees wobble, and you’d certainly never get that close to him, and you’d simply have to make do with any distraction you could find, as hopelessly downcast it seemed..

It was late on Thursday night, very late. You weren’t home yet and it worried Matty–he knew you’d have left work almost an hour ago and you hadn’t let him know you were going anywhere afterwards–it was all very unlike you. 

He sat in your shared living room on the sofa, laptop in front of him as he fiddled around with some demos that George had sent him, though he was immediately pulled out of it when he heard the front door slam shut and saw you huff as you walked to your bedroom. He quickly got up and followed you, concerned.

“What’s got your knickers in a twist then?” He asked you as he was greeted with the sight of you sat down on your bed, taking off your boots and eyes that were full of tears–a horrible side affect of being left with your thoughts on the walk home.

“I’m not in the mood for a joke, Matty,” you sighed, not wanting to make eye contact with him.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” He was truly worried. 

You took a second to collect your thoughts before you spoke. “Why is it that some guys just never learn, hey? Like they just do not care about the girls they’re fucking and don’t even try to give them attention?” Matty gave you a questioning look as he sat down next to you, seeing your wet eyes threatened to spill. “You remember that guy, Sam? The one I met at the work Christmas party last year?” Matty nodded. “Well, he asked me to go over to his after I got off work, and I went-uh-and he just doesn’t care.” You couldn’t stop the sob that came out as you finished your sentence. As if on instinct, Matty pulled you into his chest and let you cry, to which you had no protests. You had been building up for a while and it seemed you just couldn’t hold off the breaking point any longer.

“That’s so shit,” Matty said, holding you gently. “You deserve better than that.”

You sat in silence for a moment, you could smell the faint scent of weed and his regular cologne on Matty’s jumper.

You laughed. “Yeah, well it’s not like I really have any other prospects at the moment, so I’m just kinda stuck with Speedy Sam for now…”

Matty laughed with you for a second before his tone changed drastically. “C’mon, you’re a stunner! Surely you’ve got a lineup just waiting for ya?”

“No one else seems remotely interested…” You sighed. You knew it wasn’t productive to pity yourself the way you were, but you’d had a few glasses of wine at Sam’s so you couldn’t really help yourself.

“Well that’s just not true, now…” Matty muttered–under his breath but still loud enough that he knew you’d have heard it. You didn’t know how to answer him, you were simply gobsmacked–surely he didn’t mean what you thought he was hinting at? After all these years?

You tried to laugh it off, break the tension with some joke and asked Matty if there was any takeaway from the other night left in the fridge, but his face didn’t crack and he never broke eye contact, and that sobered you up really quick. 

It felt like the earth had stopped turning and time had stopped ticking–it was just you and Matty at a stalemate in your apartment. 

“Just something I thought about…” He mumbled as he got up and went back to the living room, leaving you wide-eyed and gobsmacked in your bedroom with a mind going a million miles a minute.

As if on autopilot, your legs carried you to the living room, standing right in front of Matty–who was ever-so unbothered and scrolling on his laptop. You didn’t quite know what to say, so you stood with wide eyes fixed right on him as you mulled over how you could ever respond in this situation.

“Can I help you?” He said, as if he didn’t drop a bomb on you merely a minute ago.

“You can’t just say that to me,” you said with a deadly serious tone that even took you by surprise.

Matty closed his laptop and stood up so you were eye-to eye. “I only said it because it was true.”

“Wha-” You couldn’t speak, all the air in your throat felt trapped, you couldn’t breathe. This couldn’t be happening.

“You know I can fuck you better, right?” He said, without a microgram of hesitation nor taunting in voice, while his eyes stayed unwavering and staring into yours. “Better than that dickhead and any other guy you’ve been with since I’ve known you.”

You could barely stutter out an answer, you knew what you wanted to say–you had fantasies of a proposition like this from Matty for years, you’d resigned yourself that it would never happen and that was just something you had to make peace with. You needed to tell him, and now.

“Then prove it,” you said, a small waver in your tone, showing the sliver of trepidation.

Matty’s thumb lightly rubbed the side of your cheek, not breaking eye contact. “Can I kiss you?”

“I think you should,” you answered, feeling so much anxiety at this newfound revelation in your best friend and roommate.

His lips were ever-so soft against yours, giving you the chance to pull away, should you want to, but you didn’t. Without thinking, you grabbed the fabric of the collar of the hoodie he was wearing and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. You couldn’t quite process what was happening, your mind felt like mush as you lightly bit on his bottom lip, earning a stifled moan from Matty. You eventually had to break the kiss to get a proper breath in, as much as you wish you didn’t have to. You stayed close–nose-to-nose–as you caught your breaths.

“So your room or mine?” He asked.

You pulled him back to your mouth, this time with a bit more ferocity, and your hands quickly found their way to his hair as he grabbed at your waist. You both managed to stumble to your room–the closer one–without breaking the kiss. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to be doing, and you were just glad it was finally happening, not just in your mind when you were alone and bored.

Matty quickly pulled away to take off his hoodie, while you rid yourself of the sweaty and dishevelled blouse you’d worn to work that day. Before you knew it, you’d gotten completely bare in front of him–you weren’t scared or worried or insecure, it was Matty, he knew you, so there was nothing for you to be afraid of, nor him.

He sat on your bed before you, you didn’t quite know how to proceed. You’d been through so many scenarios like this in your head, you were overwhelmed.

“C’mere, darling,” he said, holding out a hand to take yours and guiding you to straddle him–it all felt much more sincere and…intimate…than before–you finally realised this was real and it was happening. 

Matty locked his arms around your waist as you began to kiss down his neck and into the crook of his shoulder, eliciting a breathy moan from the top of his throat. His hands began to wander down your back and he took grip of your ass cheeks as he kissed you again.

Your hands soon found their way to his cock, slowly giving it a couple of strokes before you readjusted so you could press a warm kiss to its head. 

Matty’s head was spinning, never did he think he would ever have a chance with you, in the years of your friendship. He was simply too scared to say anything, and it got to a point that he’d come to the conclusion that he’d left that grace period of early-friendship confusion well in the past and there was nothing he could do about it, so he tried to move on–girlfriend after girlfriend, with as many pointless hook ups in between, but they all weren’t you. It was a miracle you hadn’t punched him in the face for what he said; he’d had a couple glasses of wine and it went straight to his head, giving him the confidence to do what he truly wanted to in the first place.

Matty sunk into a sea of ecstasy as your lips closed around him and his cock inched further and further into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat.

“Oh darling,” he barely managed to stutter out between moans as he gently grabbed a handful of your hair and your tongue swirled around his tip. “Ple-please just let me fuck you.”

“I think you should.” You said as Your mouth was replaced by your hand and you looked at his face to answer him–his lips parted and eyes almost completely shut from pleasure. You weren’t sure where the sudden confidence you exuded came from, but you were sure glad it appeared when it did. 

Soon enough, you were once again straddling Matty’s lap, his cock rubbing against your entrance–you felt like your head was just about ready to explode from the anticipation.

“Are you ready, baby?” Matty whispered, leaving a trail of kisses from your ear to the crook of your shoulder. You couldn’t find the words to speak, so you let out a hum and a fervent nod, and that was enough for him.

You felt so full as each inch of him entered you, leaving you a moaning mess immediately. Matty was in a similar state, breathing deeply and trying to blink away the stars in his vision of you. You began to move, just a little, which made the pleasure increase tenfold–leaving you twitching and whining every time Matty hit your g-spot. He took hold of your hips, helping you bounce on his cock.

“So…so good…So good fo’ me…” he moaned, leaving you smiling to yourself.

As time went on, your legs began to grow tired, and Matty noticed as your movements slowed.

“Want me to be on top?” He asked in between feverish kisses wherever he could place them.

“Yeah,” you chuckled. “M’legs are getting sore.”

After some readjustment, Matty was now hovering above you, while one of your legs wrapped around his hip to keep him close. His thrusts were slower than you were expecting–going as deep as he could get. One of his hands was holding himself up from next to your head, while the other found its way to your clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles on to the swollen bud.

It all just felt so comfortable, so natural–not at all like a first fuck, the two of you moved so in sync with each other, you’d think you’d been together for years with just how responsive you were to each other.

You felt your lungs get tighter as your breathing got shallower, and a tension began to grow between your thighs. You urged Matty to go faster, to which he obliged with a smirk that didn’t go unnoticed by you.

All at once, everything let go, and you were sent into orbit as you released–all the while moaning and whining which only spurred Matty on more, soon reaching his release as well before collapsing on top of you, fully spent.

The two of you laid there on your bed in silence for a little while, Matty’s softening cock still inside you. There was something so intimate about the whole situation, you couldn’t keep your eyes off his face as he caught his breath with a small grin on his face. You noticed freckles on his nose, faint lines around his eyes, things you’d never had the chance, nor the right before this, to see.

Eventually, Matty moved to face you before speaking. “That was…” He um’d and ah’d for a moment, trying to find the right words. “It was everything I’ve ever hoped it was.”

“Really?” You never thought of Matty hoping something would happen, and what it would be like.

“And more,” he added, kissing you again while you chuckled in the afterglow. You both began to drift into the lull of sleep in each other’s arms. “And I never want to hear about Speedy Sam again…”

#matty healy x reader #matty healy imagine #matty healy smut

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✨Pairing✨: softdark!assassin!Curtis Everettxblack!reader

Summary🪄: the mysterious man in the corner booth is gonna make you wish you stayed home

🚨: 18+ NO MINORS!!!, language, mentions of alcohol, mentions of adult happy fun times, allusion to reader being held against her will (so dubcon..?? Ish??? 🤷🏽‍♀️)

A/N🎤: hello☺️! This is my submission to the @secretswiftymarvelfan I Love You 3000 Writing Bonanza✨! Congrats again on 3000 followers👏🏾👏🏾!! I hope you - and everyone else who reads - like what I put together!

*DISCLAIMER!: although visual made by me via Canva, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pictures used as they were all found via Pinterest*

AU: assassin, Trope: one night only, Dialogue: “I’ll do whatever it takes to get what I want”

Taking a deep breath, you stand smoothing your white tennis skirt down against your thighs before making your way to the ridiculously handsome man your friends pushed you into talking to.

“Girl take a chance for once!”

“I-I don’t want to bother him. Plus I’m sure he already has someone,” you replied nervously holding your hands in your lap. From your quick glances his way, he seemed unimpressed with everything - and potentially everyone - around. Content and enjoying his solace.

“Well you won’t know unless you ask,” your other friend countered in a sing-song manner fluttering her newest lash extensions.

Now here you were nearly to the corner booth in the dimmest part of the bar with your fruity cocktail in hand as your pink, strappy heels tapped against the floor. The stranger’s eyes locked with yours as he sips his own glass tumbler half filled with a brown liquid. How his tongue peeks out to collect the small droplets left, paired with the corner of his mouth tilting in the slightest smirk, leaves an involuntary flutter in your lower abdomen that carries down into your core.

Your cheeks - and overall body - warm as you finally reach your destination. “H-Hi.”

He gently bows his shaved head, “Hello.”

“Sorry to bother you. M-My friends and I made this pact to try new things this year and mine is to walk up to a guy I’m attracted to since I don’t really do that so here I am…”

“I’m not surprised.” You feel your mood fall at his words and embarrassment swell in your chest. How foolish of you to think you could do this? That you had an ounce of sex appeal or confidence like those other girls you saw easily able to grab any man they wanted. It’s exactly why you stayed to yourself. Your ultimate fear of rejection keeping you rooted in your seat or at home.

“O-Oh?,” is all you can muster feeling even more stupid that you didn’t even have a solid retort.

“As gorgeous as you are, I’m sure you always have men coming up to you. No need for you to do any work,” he explains making a shy smile spread along your glossy lips and relief soothe the uneasiness of your stomach. He extends his hand to the seat next to him motioning for you to join him, which you gladly take with a quiet “thank you.”

“Truthfully, it’s my friends that get all the attention. Guys usually just walk past me to get to them.”

“Nothing against your friends, but sounds like those boys were idiots,” he firmly states before taking a last pull of his drink to finish it. The tic in his jaw as if he’s bothered by those other men even though he doesn’t know them. As if he’s annoyed at just their mere mention. “Then again, should probably thank em for allowing us to meet huh?”

At that, you seem to lose your train of thought immediately letting your eyes fall to your lap again so giddy from his words. A brief silence falls over your table, but it’s not awkward or uncomfortable in the slightest. Finally peeking up again, his ocean eyes - and overall expression - turn a bit softer, which doesn’t help the butterflies erupting in what feels like your whole body.

“Shit, sweetheart you got me forgetting my manners. Curtis,” he introduces in a deep drawl that sends tingles up your spine. Holding his hand out, you notice intricate, black ink along the back of his hand and knuckles - in a design you can’t exactly make out - that looks to extend all the way up his arm covered by his black long sleeve shirt. You feel guilty for it, but you let your mind wander to how far it exactly goes. To his solid chest? His, probably, perfectly sculpted back maybe? Across his firm pecs and down to his abs you could visibly make out through his shirt?

The longer your mind imagined, the more that itch to find out grew stronger. And when you placed your hand in his - noting just how much larger it was than yours, not to mention stronger - you knew you were done for.

“Y/N.”

•

It’s pitch black when you finally awake to the quiet room. The side of your face pressed into the vanilla bourbon scented pillow below you - the same one Curtis had you drooling, moaning, and pleading in majority of the night.

The way he wrung your body exhausted pulling orgasms one after the other - you honestly couldn’t remember the exact number from your brain turning into mush after the second - you’d think he created you. Molded you with his own hands and knew just where he hid that special spot inside you. Then again, maybe it was just from you being..well..out of commission for some time.

Slightly lifting your head, you finally notice you’re lying by yourself in his king sized bed. The sheets pulled up to cover your back and keep you warm.

Additionally, just how quiet it is around you as if you’re the only one there period.

“C-Curtis?,” you hoarsely call out hoping he just journeyed to the kitchen or even another room for a call. Having a house so extravagant, clearly he had to do something highly important that took most of his time.

But you’re met with silence, causing the once tired smile along your lips to falter.

You thought he really liked you. That he would’ve wanted to see you again sometime and maybe grow into something more. “That’s why they call it one night stand,” you mumble to yourself feeling the crack in your heart spread bit by bit as you slide from under the warm covers to collect your things.

It seems like your stomach becomes queasy again with every piece of clothing you put on; making you study your earlier conversation trying to discover any missed signs or warnings. Of course you still didn’t see any, only making you feel foolish and ashamed all over again.

Heels clacking and echoing throughout the home, you’re too busy reserving an Uber on your phone to notice Curtis standing in front of the main door until you nearly run into him. A startled scream pushing from your lungs as one hand lands on your chest and the other drops your phone to the hardwood floor.

With his black top and black pants, he looked as if he’d been in combat having hand guns hanging from the harness strapped across his upper body. Black gloves covering his hands, and red dots splattered along his face match the dripping streaks on his top that are undoubtedly blood.

His expression, hard and stoic, causes an increase in your heart rate now nervous and confused as to what happened to his overall state let alone the change in his mood.

“What happened to you?,” you quietly ask.

“Nothing you need to worry about. And that’s also the first and last time you ask about my business, got it?” His harsher tone has you slightly flinching; taking a step back as you gently nod your head.

“I-I’m sorry..I didn’t mean-,”

“Pretty sure I left you asleep,” he retorts removing his gloves.

“I was looking for you a-and I saw you were gone,” you stammer wrapping your arms around yourself. “I thought-,”

“That this was over? Oh sweetheart you’re too cute.” His words should have you jumping for joy and excited, but his deep chuckle - more menacing than comforting - causes an unwelcome sinking in your gut.

One swift stride forward with his long legs, and Curtis catches your chin in his hand pressing his fingers into your cheeks hard enough to make your plump lips pout and a surprised whimper to leave your heaving chest. You had no choice but to face those blue eyes filled with something you couldn’t quite place; only worsening your nerves.

“I’ll let you know now I’m hard to get rid of,” he whispers ghosting his lips over yours. “I’ll do whatever it takes to get what I want. Who I want.”

You remain quiet - as if you could even try to fight - letting his grip loosen until his fingertips drag from the side of your neck to your collarbone making you shiver. Your body still somehow willing to give in to this man who surely was more dangerous than you could imagine.

“Now here’s what’s gonna happen. We’re gonna get out these clothes and you’re gonna help me clean up in the shower. I’ll put you back to sleep then order breakfast for us in the morning, where you’ll rightly apologize for trying to leave in whatever way I see fit until our food arrives. Understand button?”

You need to fight. Any logical person would scream and shout to the heavens punching and kicking past the point of exhaustion in this situation. Yet you were stuck. Partially from fear of not knowing what Curtis was truly capable of, and partially from your greedy core loving that idea. You could feel the light throb and arousal begin to leak from you making your thighs clinch.

Of course he notices too from the smug smirk on his lips. “Y-Yes,” you softly answer.

“Good girl.”

Who would’ve thought your first - well almost - one night stand would be your last?

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Sarah I love killers love!! I love how he just drops everything to answer the phone when we call🥰🥰 I was wondering if it would be ever so possible to get some more of that? Like the conversation kinda things you do!😍😍

Hiii babes!! Awe I’m so glad you like the series!! Of course I can give you some little convos where Eddie answers the phone while he’s “busy” with something/someone as well as when he just drops anything to talk to you in general 😂 I hope you enjoy!💖

CW: Eddie is a serial killer

-find all things A Killer’s Love here✨

“Hey baby what’s wrong?” “Why does something have to be wrong? Why can’t I just be calling my husband because I miss him?” “Sweetheart it’s…eight thirty at night on a Tuesday so normally by now you’d be tucked into bed with a book…so what’s wrong?” “I want some tea and…I can’t find my favorite mug…” “give me one minute baby I’m gonna mute you okay? I gotta talk to Rick really quick.” “Okay honey tell him I said hello and sorry for interrupting poker night.” “You don’t need to apologize sweetheart but I’ll tell him you said hi…….listen up my wife is on this phone and if you so much as breathe a little too loud and she hears you I’ll make this the most painful night of your like you got that? And I really don’t want to tape your mouth shut because it’s such a waste of tape but I will…now….just let me tell her where her mug is and then we can get back to our little chat okay? Nod your head if you understand…Good……sorry about that baby.” “It’s okay so…do you happen to know where-” “top shelf in the cabinet left of the microwave…that’s where your pink mug with the smiley faces on it is.” “Oh god you’re the best..I love you.” “I love you too Princess I’ll be home in….an hour or so depending on how much money Rick is willing to lose tonight…” “be gentle with him honey.” “I’ll try my best.”

“Why won’t you just be still? It doesn’t hurt as much when you’re not wiggling around like a worm on a hook….wait one moment my wife is calling…sorry I hate gagging people but I can’t risk you yelling or anything so…here we go….hey baby.” “Hey honey! So I’m standing in the kitchen and I have no idea what to make for dinner tonight and I also can’t find the remote to the tv.” “Okay well the remote is next to the coffee pot that’s where you left it this morning when you turned the news on while getting ready for work…now for dinner what are the options?” “You really do just keep track of everything…uhm let’s see the options are…spaghetti with meatballs…I can make meatloaf with mashed potatoes and green beans or….uhm well that’s all I’m in the mood to make so those are the options.” “Spaghetti sounds great sweetheart….one moment baby I gotta help someone with their head gear.” “Oh yeah go help them honey! Safety first!” “Yeah safety first……you were doing so good and now…now I have to use the tape and I fucking hate using the tape………don’t look at me like that I told you to just be still this is all your own fault now I’ll be right back….hey baby…so does spaghetti sound good to you?” “Yeah that sounds great I’ll make it enough so you can have leftovers for your lunch tomorrow.” “Perfect…I gotta go but I love you and I’ll be home soon.” “I love you too.”

“Hey sweetheart.” “Hi honey I’m not bothering you am I?” “Not at all I’m just uh..digging some…holes…for Henderson’s mom’s new bushes for her backyard.” “Oh that’s so nice of you to do that….” “What’s wrong? You sound upset.” “Well uhm…don’t freak out okay but I’m…lost?” “Lost?…baby how are you lost in Hawkins it’s not even that big of a city…” “I think I turned left somewhere I was meant to turn right…and now I’m on a street called sir Timothy? I haven’t ever been in this neighborhood before and it’s getting dark and my phone can’t even locate me to tell me how to get home and-” “hey hey it’s okay baby I’ll come and get you and you can just follow me home okay?” “You…you know where I’m at?” “Yes you’re in that new development over by lover’s lake…really nice houses over there…big plots of land too it’s nice.” “When have you been over here?” “On my way home once or twice…I just drove around seeing if it was maybe a place we’d wanna move to eventually.” “Oh…I mean it is…nice over here but I love our house.” “I love our house too…now just sit tight and I’ll be there in a few minutes.” “Okay…I love you…thanks for coming to rescue me.” “I love you too and you know I’ll always come and rescue you…it’s part of the job of being a husband.”

“Honey? Why are you all out of breath? Are you okay?” “Yeah baby I’m fine I just had my phone in my locker at work and had to run when I heard it going off.” “Oh I’m not bothering you during your break am I? I know how much you love your sixty minutes of silence in your truck.” “No sweetheart you’re not bothering me…are you home already?” “I am! That’s actually why I was calling…I was seeing if tonight could be our date night for the week? Since I’m off early and you don’t work tonight?” “Sure we can have date night tonight….I should be home around five.” “Oh perfect that gives me two hours to be a couch potato before I have to start getting ready….” “Baby…” “yes?” “Is that really the only reason you called?” “I might’ve just also wanted to hear your voice…it gets all rough in the middle of the day from you yelling at people to do their jobs correctly….” “Oh and you enjoy that do you?” “You yelling? No but…I do enjoy what it does to your voice…but I’ll let you get back to work.” “Oh you’ve gotten your fill then huh? I’m free to go now?” “Yes you’re free to go.” “Okay well I’ll see you when I get home…if you miss me too much feel free to call me…” “you just want an excuse to get out of working.” “No I just like hearing your voice…I love you baby I’ll see you soon.” “I love you too honey…see you when you get home.”

#killer convos #eddie munson au #eddie munson fanfiction #serial killer!eddie #eddie munson x wife!reader #eddie munson series #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female reader #husband!eddie #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #Eddie Munson #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things au #stranger things series #tw serial killers

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I’m frothing at the mouth for as much info from the Winx encyclopedia thing as you’re willing to post thank you for your service

Good news! There are a series of pages regarding the girl’s childhoods that are ripe with✨family dynamics✨ and L O R E. I forgot to take photos of the pages before leaving for a weekend trip, but I can tell you what I’ve learned and post the images on Monday!

Before the good stuff let’s get the boring out of the way: there’s no new info on Bloom’s childhood since it was covered so extensively in Season 1. Expected, but I will tell you my favorite part: Bloom says no matter what Mike and Vanessa are her parents. You love to see it.

Flora has a distant relationship with her dad compared to her mom and Miele. He’s a landscape architect for ‘The Senatorial Chamber of Public Greens,’ and wasn’t around much. She was also one of those kids who could make flower jewelry. So jealous.

Stella was raised mostly by the Solarian royal staff instead of Radius or Luna. Big day for the Radius Haters. She always had a thing for brunette boys and either A) got the magic equivalent of Lasik or B) wears contacts. I’m going with B in my own head cannons.

Layla has childhood trauma from being forced to stay inside. Yay? We knew about that but you know what I found that was new: ANNE LORE! Aisha knows where Anne moved - a planet called Eros. There’s no mention of it anywhere else in Winx, so re-write people can go ape with it. (This is apparently on the wiki now but it’s not mentioned in the series so I never looked whoops)

Musa’s pages are just…a right mess of contradictions. Ho-Boe wanted Musa to become a singer like Matlin was, a TOTAL 180 from the series where he’s worried about Musa following in her mother’s footsteps. He’s worried about her going to Alfea to be a fairy? I don’t know I’m missing a key word in the translation or something, but I will report back!

Also, there’s a footnote about her mom’s hologram being stored in a camellia flower, which is important in Chinese and Japanese culture. Not surprising, but makes the whitewashing Fate did funnier.

And lastly, Tecna heavily implies on Zenith it’s common to have memories stored in virtual reality? A true gold mine of potential story content (especially when you did a season about time travel). They give Tecna anxiety to look though - which to be fair is a mood. But it does mention specifically Tecna’s always been a smart kid, even on Zenith, and that she had friends. I don’t know why that made me happy but it did (probably because ‘nerd’ characters are usually portrayed as outcasts, so I appreciate Tecna not going through that).

#winx club #liz gets questions #Enciclomagia

[nerodmcdevilslayer]

This is my contribution to the @harringrove-relay-race! ✨

Thanks to @robthegoodfellow for the introduction!

Eight months after the events at Starcourt, Billy begins to have visions. Rated T for language and internalized homophobia.

June, 1985.

It was dark. He was out on a drive again. All of these backroads seemed to blend together in this damned town. Yet… he knew. He knew exactly where he was. He knew exactly where to go.

Go to Brimborn. Build it. Build it. Build it. Build it. BUILD IT.

He thought briefly about the person in his trunk. How afraid they must be. Terrified. He had long since drowned out their noises with his radio. He had tuned it to his favorite station, rock music blasting. At first, it was so loud, it hadn’t even allowed him to think. But the more he listened, the more numb he became. It was a seemingly endless cycle. Find a person, kidnap them, and take them to Him. He had tried to fight it. He didn’t want to do this. No, as much of an asshole as he was, he wasn’t a murderer. But it was uncontrollable. And his thoughts… The things he heard had broken him down so much.

You’re a disappointment. You want me to call your mommy for you? Doesn’t look like he has one of those! You’re so unlovable you can’t even keep your mother. Unlovable… Unlovable…

Was this his subconscious talking to him? Admitting things that he never wanted to admit to himself? Ever since his mother left, his life had been filled with rage and unhappiness. Why would she leave? Was it true? Was he that unlovable…?

The red lightning flashed across the sky and the radio turned to static. His hand reached out to tune it and he heard a woman talking. A radio host talking about a romance novel. He listened. He didn’t even know if what he was hearing was real. But he was stuck. Bound to listen regardless.

“…a coffee shop barista calling herself ‘Single Shot.’ This goes out to you, Mister waiter-turned-writer, hope you’re listening tonight. You: mid twenties, classically beautiful working as a waiter in a fun little brunch spot in the city. Me: mid twenties girl with bright blue hair splurging on a nice day with the girls. You’d said we should keep things secretive, and I agreed because I’m not the kind of person who makes things hard for the guy they like. We had talked about that the first time you asked what we were, when I shrugged wearing your t-shirt and said that I could be anything you needed me to be, and you said: ‘dating’.”

Halfway through the monologue, the voice had changed from a young woman’s, to a young man’s. The story sounded familiar. Keeping things a secret… another person wearing his t-shirt. His heart began to throb in his chest.

“I was happy. Because I didn’t have to be the one to ask you to be mine. I’m not a mood killer.”

Admitting his feelings after a midnight romp. Not wanting to leave because he felt so good for the first time in years. He felt… wanted.

The radio crackled again. The soft sultry music cut out. The voice turned back to a young woman’s. Colder. Harsher.

”I try and try to make it easier on you.”

A red, neon heart appeared before him. The road seemed to disappear. Another vision. LOVE ME.

“Because I want you to love me. Please love me. Please love me.”

The hearts were everywhere now. They burned into his eyes. Into his soul. He heard the mantra. Over and over again:

“Please love me. Please love me. Please love me. Please-“

The voice was interrupted by static. Through the fuzzy white noise came a voice. The young man again…

Billy… I love you.

His eyes start to burn with tears. A voice so familiar to him. The one person in this whole goddamn world that didn’t hate him. That didn’t think he was an unlovable piece of shit.

The voice was cut out and replaced by a sinister, twister version of the young woman’s. More neon signs appeared. Love me. Girls Girls Girls. Topless Bar. Gentlemen’s Club. Girls. Girls.

“I’ll do anything. I feel like I don’t exist if you aren’t looking at me. But when you see me…”

“When you see me… I know I’m real. But I’m driving through this dark without you…. It makes me feel like I’m nothing.”

It’s his own voice now.

“Please, someone find me.”

He stands in the void now. The monster… Normally, the monster would be here. But it’s dark. Cold. So much nothingness.

“Wow, what an impassioned speech from Billy’s fantasy lover. What do you think? They’re everything you specifically want in someone. They’re just like you, Billy. But you’re frightened of them. You’re frightened… of the men. The men who come your way. You’re afraid you can’t look away from them. You see them and you’re attracted to them. You’re broken, Billy. Starving for love.”

I understand you, Billy. I know you’re broken and that’s okay. I am too… But I’m here, Billy. I’m right here! Please… Can you hear me?

He can. He can hear his voice in the void. There’s something tugging at his mind both ways. Something compelling him to gather more people, to Build It.

Then something else is luring him in. Warmth. A pair of arms around him, lovingly embracing him. It’s so familiar, like it’s on the tip of his tongue. Like he knows and he can see it but it’s foggy. A shape swirling in his consciousness that’s trying to blot out the darkness. This thing that makes him happy. Hearing their voice…

He’s back in the car. It’s dark but… It’s not like that. Not like when he was taking people. He can see the stars. He can feel someone close to him. He can… feel their lips on his own. Tears sting his eyes again, this time they’re real. He’s real…

A hand caresses his cheek, that’s real too. He’s real… Brown eyes look deeply into his own. They bring him back to reality. This he knows is the truth. Please love me…

“I love you, Billy.” He whispers to him, wiping his tears.

”I love you too…” He replies. Please don’t leave me…

Little did he know this was just the beginning for them. Reliving the memories from the Summer of 1985. Something was haunting him. Three chimes of the clock. Was his time up?

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#harringrove #harringrove relay race #steve harrington #billy hargrove #stranger things

[slippinninque]

✨A Different Perspective ✨

Fontaine x Reader

Warnings: cursing, reader has a bad friend, something a bit different from me lmao, reader's nickname is Lil'Bit, before-work-fic so might have some errors lol

Tatianna had him eating out the palm of her hand. She caught his eye wandering more than once, when she jammed to her favorite song or pulled down her dress from where it was riding up.

She laughed at what Big Moss had to say, putting herself close to Fontaine so they would brush against one another whenever the crowd surged. More than once she used his shoulders or forearm to steady herself, flashing him a grateful smile.

This close, Tatianna knew that he liked what he saw. Compared to some of the other girls he rocked with, none of them could compare. Not that Lil’Bit wasn’t cute, but what did Miss. New York say? Goregous devours cute.

Once the night was over, and once Tatianna went home with him—she will find a way to make it up to Lil’Bit before breaking up with her and the other girls.

She sighed as she recalled the last conversation she had with the others when they cornered her after seeing her with Fontaine.

“A dope boy and a lil’ librarian ain’t going to mix.” Tatianna said patiently, “I’m just helpin’ her out to see. Saving everyone’s time.”

"You’re embarrassing yourself"

“Listen, don't even trip over this. Tati, girl, just...chill and we won’t even tell Lil’Bit. Ain’t gonna matter anyway—you know that.”

"Whatever. Do what you want—don’t come lookin’ for us when yo’ raggedy ass needs a ride home.”

Tatianna put away her lip-gloss with a sigh, head shaking.

If they didn’t understand Tatianna’s reasoning, then it was more proof that it was time to move along anyway. They were too grown to keep quoting those little ‘girl codes’ at her. Tatianna didn’t have to follow any code that wasn’t going to give her what she wanted.

Lil’Bit wasn’t woman enough to close the deal with ‘Taine but Tati was. No little ‘are-they-aren’t-they?’ was going to stop her.

Blowing a kiss to herself in the mirror, it was time to go out and finish out strong. She left the restroom and went back into the mix.

The stank glares and uppity side-eyes were well worth it. It was only confirmation that Tati was looking as good as she felt.

Tatianna could have the whole party if she wanted. Her body was banging and she could snatch a man with less than a sentence. Lil’Bit’s sugar sweet self was playing out of her league. It was a mercy to rip the band-aid off.

A quick scan of the crowd made her frown. Tatianna went further, scanning the bar and checking out the darkened corners. She gently batted away the homies who couldn’t hold to her and circled the function twice more.

Her mood soured as she realized Fontaine was no where to be found.

Narrowing her eyes at the duo across the room, Tatianna nearly stormed to them. The other half of this little-girl quartet that they’ve hung onto since college. Lina’s tall ass openly grinned with devilish red lips as Grace poorly hid hers into her cup, adorned nails clinking teasingly along the rim as she tried to ignore Tatianna.

She stepped in front of her and hissed, “What did ya’ll do?”

“I’d check your tone, we ain't been cool since we got out the restroom.” Grace pressed closer to her girl, echoing Lina’s mirthful expression, “We don’t know anyway.”

Tatianna sucked her teeth and looked expectantly at Lina who only shrugged, eyes going over her head and taking another sip. It did burn a little. Lina was often the neutral one that Tatianna could gain some understanding from—but of course it would be different now that it was about Lil' Miss. Perfect.

“So y'all ain’t say nothing to Fontaine?”

“What the fuck would I have to say to that man? I ain’t even know you were gonna be here, let alone him. I ain’t that nigga’s keeper…”

Tatianna flushed with building anger and her teeth gritted as she snapped at the bustling bartender for a drink. She could barely think straight so the matching, knowing grins between her acquaintances were lost to her.

There was one face that kept popping up, though. She refused to be bested…

“Is Lil’Bit here, then?”

“Haven’t seen her either.” Grace shrugged, “But if she was, you should already know what time it is.”

“I ain’t worried—you should know that.”

Lina finally cracked, laughing and shaking her head, “Imma tell you what, it’s crazy that ‘Bit’s been sparing yo’ ass for so long.”

“Sparing me? Girl, you’re outta your mind--!”

She was cut off by the bartender presenting her with her vodka, straight. Tatianna sighed. There was no reason for her to even argue. They would never be on her side, anyway.

Tatianna had to get what she wanted. If it meant a stealing away a few toys that weren’t hers, so be it. If it called for leaving out undesirables to achieve her aesthetic, so be it.

Fontaine was different, though. He was who Tatianna was meant for. What could he possible do with someone like Lil’Bit?

“Look at them gears turning in that head.”

Tatianna glared at Grace and was about to tell her where she could shove her drink when the flash of a familiar jacket caught her eye.

Her heard thudded as Fontaine’s eyes caught onto hers, his stride now purposeful as he came toward them. Had he seen her looking for him? Was he looking for her too.

Fontaine tossed something up in the air. It sailed over Tatianna’s head and Lina caught it with a surprised noise.

“ ‘Bit spilled a bit on her dress. ‘M gonna take her back real quick to change.”

Tatianna was stunned. She caught a glimpse of a familiar smiley-face key chain as Lina tucked Lil’Bit’s car keys into her jacket. Fontaine guesture to Tatianna drew her attention and she watched him began to back away.

“She said one of ya’ll gotta give ol’ girl a ride home.”

Tatianna bit the inside of her cheek, staring into Fontaine’s face despite his completely looking over her.

Ol'girl? He can't be fucking serious....

“Tell Big Bit we got it handled” Grace nodded with glee visible on her face, “Matter ‘fact, I’ll text her myself. Drive safe!”

“See ya’ll when you come back.” Lina sing-songed as she whipped her phone out.

Fontaine nodded and when he turned to leave, Tatianna blurted out, “Tell her I said...thank...you…”

He had walked off as soon her mouth opened and it was doubtful he even heard what she said over the music. Lina was bent at the waist, laughing her ass off while Grace looked at Tatianna as if to say there you have it!

Taking her drink, Tatianna turned and stalked away.

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Tatianna followed Fontaine out the function am but lost him soon after getting through the packed entrance.

There was an overflow of people who preferred the cool air to the stuffy vibes on the inside, but remained just as lively.

Her ears perked at the sound of Fontaine's voice among the crowd, your words lost to her as she crept around to the near deserted back parking lot. Tatianna peeked just enough around the brick to see Fontaine setting you up onto the trunk of his car.

You said something beneath the furious buzzing in her ears. Reaching out and scratching at Fontaine's chin while he kneaded your thighs in that plain-jane ass skirt you loved.

Fontaine grunted as he leaned closer, “Don’t mean shit to me—she don’t act like she’s yo’ friend…”

“It's my fault, she called dibs on you just after we met, I should have said something... "

Tatianna flushed cold. Fontaine’s mumble made you laugh, a breathless noise she never heard you make.

“I don’t give a fuck 'bout no dibs.” Fontaine was all growls now, pressing forward and then pressing a heated kiss to your lips. Your hands scrambled along the green of this Pontiac as you squeaked something out Tatianna, again, couldn’t understand.

“I know all I need to know 'bout that chick but back to you. Wearin’ this shit around me like you don’t know no better—keep them pretty eyes open while I'm talkin' to you...”

"I thought you liked my skirt? You sure a little librarian is enough for you?"

The mimic of Tatianna’s own words made her head spin. How long had you known? How long had Fontaine known?

Your laugh crinkled between a moan as Fontaine went to your neck, hands at your waist to pull you closer to him.

“Sure as fuck,” Fontaine snapped, “Aint little no fuckin' where, Big Bit. You're my woman. Say it.”

“But you said--

Tatianna flinched at how quick Fontaine took hold of your face. Where she would have probably started going off, you only grinned at him as if he finally gave up the candy you wanted.

“Don’t play with me, pretty. I’m tryin’ to be patient, you deserve patient. I ain’t gonna entertain that bold-ass lil’ friend of yours, though. This is the last week. Next Friday, everyone better know who you with. They better know ‘bout me.”

He then leaned in, latching back onto your neck and making you whine despite the blissed out smile on your face, “Okay, okay don’t eat me!”

“Say. It.”

He hadn’t let your face go and Tatianna turned away from your giggly echo. Shock numbing her as she recalled the last few weeks. Where had she gone wrong?

Tatianna pushed away the immediate thoughts of all the crushes and beaus she effortlessly swipped out from beneath you. Pretending that it only her duty as a friend to make sure your suitors were genuine, that she couldn't see the hurt in your face.

Tatianna stopped in the shadows of the entrance, ignoring the hopeful once overs being aimed her way. She couldn't bare to go back inside empty handed and one-upped but...she did need a ride.

Her eyes caught with an option who had some nice looking braids, but her heart wasn't in the wink she tossed him.

Maybe once she saw the bottom of her cup, then it would be easier to make a choice.

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Thank you for reading!!!! Just a little blurb that was haunting my notebook for the longest lol! Had to get it out before work, so sorry if I missed anyone in the tags! Tell me what you think and please reblog! ☺️💜💕

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[talewrites]

Your Family Needs You

Leonardo

I had this idea for a little series, and finally decided to sit down and start it. I wrote this with the 2003 boys in mind, but it can loosely fit the other incarnations as well. I hope you like it!

No warnings I can think of. The relationship here is very platonic. Leo is feeling frustrated he can’t master a new technique, and you decide to help him take some time to relax. Not proof read. Fluff and comfort.

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Leo had been having a rough week. He was working on perfecting a new tecnique in his training, but no matter how many hours he put into trying to perfect the move, he just couldn’t land it right. Leo was becoming so frustrated that it was even starting to affect his sleep. He found himself spending extra hours in the dojo on those sleepless nights, repeating the steps over and over again until his muscles ached. Master Splinter and his brothers were starting to become worried. When training that day rolled around, Leo was uncharacteristicly sloppy in his katas. Every misstep seemed to send him deeper and deeper into his head, until eventually he was so unfocused he would miss commands from Master Splinter. The old rat sighed and called pratice off early before noon, recommending to his oldest son that he get some much needed rest.

By now it was the middle of the afternoon, and Leo still hadn’t emerged from the dojo. The blue turtle could feel his exhaustion starting to weigh on his muscles, and was becoming increasingly more frustrated with each misstep and stumble. Jump, slice, twist, land, roll, jump, kick- Leo lost his footing and he tripped. With a muffled grunt of frustration he hit his balled fist against the floor and went to stand to try again.

“Leo?” A soft voice came from the dojo’s entrance. You came walking in holding a tray with a full tea pot and two cups, and a book tucked under your arm. When your eyes met his a small cheery smile pulled at your lips. “Sorry, I’m not interrupting am I?” You walked over to where Splinter usually sat in the back of the dojo. You set down the tray of tea and your book at the small table and found two pillows to sit on.

“N-No! Not at all….” Leo felt the tension in his shoulders relax at your presence. He quietly followed you to the seating area as you sat down at the table and poured two cups.

“You never came out for a break, so I thought I’d bring you some tea.” You smiled sweetly at him and passed him his cup as Leonardo carefully sat beside you. His hand came to cup the warm mug with a small thank you. “Have you made any progress on that move you’ve been talking about?”

You had seen him working on it relentlessly all week, and heard his brothers poke fun that he was in one of his ‘moods’. But you were worried about him. You watched his shoulders sag as he sighed.

“Not much progress, no. I just can’t seem to stick the landing! I’ve tried it a dozen different ways, but my body isn’t reacting how I want it to. I’m starting to feel like I’m farther away from where I started!” You listened intently as Leo shared his frustrations with you. His eyes looked tired, and you could tell the soreness in his muscles from how he flinched from reaching for his tea. You stared at him a moment as he took a long sip, thinking up the best course of action.

“Hmm…. I think you might be over thinking it a little too much. Sometimes when you get stuck on something, the best thing to do is just step away for a bit!” You got an idea and scooted away from the table a bit and made yourself comfortable. Sitting with your thighs squished together, you made sure your book and tea were in reach. Leo watched you shuffle around a minute with a little confusion until you looked back at him with a grin on your face. “Leo? Come here and lie down for a minute. You’ve been looking really tired lately.” You asked him causally and patted your lap. Leo’s eyes widened and his face lit up in a fierce blush under his mask.

“H-Huh?! W-Well I….” He stuttered, feeling embarrassed at the request. In his mind, laying his head in your lap was such an intimated gesture, but you had asked him so casually! Was it really okay for friends to do that kind of thing…? Then his mind helpfully supplied a memory of Mikey fast asleep on your lap last week during movie night, and Leo quickly decided he was feeling too tired to overthink it. After a moment of conflict, Leo nodded his head timidly with a small “okay” and carefully made to lay down on the tatami mat. He shifted a bit until his head came to rest gently in your lap, his face still alight in his embarassment. Your leg shifted a bit under him to get in a more comfortable spot, until finally you both settled.

“There!” You said giggling a bit at his tense expression. “Now…. Just relax, okay? You’ve been working so hard this week, I’ve been thinking you need a break. Training will come easier with a rested body and a rested mind!” You said triumphantly with a bright smile, proud to use a little bit of Master Splinter wisdom.

Leo watched you speak from the corner of his eye, feeling the heaviness weigh on his lids. The woven straw mats below him became warm from his body heat, and his tightly wound muscles began to relax as he admired the bright energy in your eyes. Slowly the leader's droopy eyes came to a close.

When you noticed Leo start to relax against your legs, you reached for your book, flipping to your most recent page, and settled in. Slowly your spare hand found its way to the back of Leo’s head, and much to Leo’s surprise, you began to gently scratch at his scalp. Leo’s eyes snapped open for a moment before they closed closed again in utter bliss at the pleasant sensation.

He took in a slow deep breath and released it with a content sigh. Originally, he sat down with the intent only to sip tea with you for just a few minutes. But with your hand absently tracing their nails over his scalp and down his shoulders, it was as all he could do but let his stresses and worries melt from his body.

It wasn’t long before Leo was softly snoring, his cheek pressed heavily against your thigh in deep sleep. Your hand absently rubbing at the tension in his brows and shoulders as you glanced down to check on him from your book from time to time. You were glad he was finally resting, you didn’t like seeing him so worn out. He may act as a ‘fearless leader’, but you hoped that you could sometimes help him bear the weight of what that stress could bring him. Even in small ways like this.

After maybe two hours of quiet in the dojo and half way through your book, you felt Leo start to stir. Removing your hand from where you were absently rubbing your thumb into his bicep, you allowed him the peace to emerge from his restful doze.

Leo slowly came back to consciousness from what he can only describe as the best catnap of his life. He took a short moment to appreciate how nice this felt, before remembering whose lap he had fallen asleep on. Leo’s eyes snapped open a bit startled, thinking he’d over stepped a boundary and went to quickly push himself up. But a gentle hand on his shoulder stopped him.

“Hey, …..it’s okay. No rush.” (Y/n) spoke gently to him, and Leo relaxed again. He turned his head a bit and saw that they were unbothered, setting their book down beside them and leaning back on their hands to give him space to sit up. Leo slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position and stretched.

“How long was I out?” Leo asked with a satisfying groan as his shoulders popped a bit. He took notice of how loose and relaxed his muscles felt.

“Mmm… not too long. But it’s almost time to start dinner. Did you sleep well?” (Y/n) asked him cheerily. They unfolded their legs and stretched a bit themself. Leo saw they were preparing to stand, and moved to get up himself. He held out a hand to them to help pull them to their feet before he reached down to pick up where he had placed his katana.

“Wonderfully. I think that’s the best cat-nap I’ve ever had,” Leo said, matching (y/n)’s good mood. “Do you need help with dinner preparations?” He offered casually.

(Y/n)’s eyes seemed to light up at the proposal, but stopped to think for a moment. “Well, sure! But are you finished practicing for today?”

“Yes, I think I’m quite finished for now. I don’t think pushing myself anymore today is going to make much of a difference in mastering this technique.” Leo said good-naturedly. He thought it would be best to take some of your advice and give it time. “Come on, just tell me what you need cutting!” The blue banded turtle said with a chuckle as he started to walk off fowards the kitchen.

“Wait!!” Before he could step off the tatami mats, he felt (y/n) grab his hand to stop him. Leo turned back with a questioning look on his face. “I think…. I think you should give it just one more shot for today. I have a good feeling about it! Then we can go start on dinner, okay?” (Y/n) said with a determined sparkle in their eyes. It made Leo smile seeing their enthusiasm.

“Okay…. One more try for today!” The leader in blue said with renewed energy. (Y/n) stepped back while Leo found his starting point on the mat, readying his blades. He took a steady deep breath and focused.

Then….. Jump! Slice! Twist! Land! Roll-! It was like watching an artful dance of swift body and steel. It was beautiful, demonstrating Leo’s dedication to his craft in both form and dexterity. And not one foot out of place. He landed sure-footed in a crouch, and sheathed his katana smoothly with a final click. As quietly as a true ninja. (Y/n)’s eyes were wide with awe and released the breath they didn’t realize they were holding. Leo stood from his crouch turning to (y/n), and a wide smile stretched across his face. The silence in the room snapped as (y/n) jumped up with a cheer and Leo rushed to join them and scoop them up into a friendly hug.

“You did it!!!”

“I did it!!! Wow...!!”

Leo almost couldn’t believe it himself! It seemed so simple now, it almost baffled him how he had gotten so caught up in it before.

“Hehehe! Do you feel better now?” (Y/n) asked with a wide grin as Leo set their feet back on the ground.

“Yeah! I just can’t believe how easy it felt…. That nap must’ve been magic! Maybe Mikey’s got the right idea about those breaks…” Leo chuckled as he relaxed, following (y/n) out of the dojo towards the kitchen.

(Y/n) giggled at that. “Alright! To celebrate, I’ll make your favorite. Salmon sushi rice bowls!” They said with a cheer.

Mikey’s head popped up from behind the couch. “Hey no fair!! I thought we were having bolognese!” Mikey pouted and jumped up to raid the kitchen.

Leo beamed with joy and rushed off ahead with a laugh to chase Mikey out of the kitchen before he could hide the rice. You followed close behind, the smile never leaving your face.

Thanks for reading!

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[hunieday]

Momo - Drama Collection (Winter) Rabbit Chat

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Momo: Good work, Torao! Hope you enjoy your time today at the drinking party 😆

Momo: I'm super looking forward to drinking with the drama cast! 💯 ✨

Mido Torao: I’m also looking forward to it.

Mido Torao: Seems like Nikaido and Yaotome will be late though, did you hear about that?

Momo: I did! They said they're busy with work~!

Momo: Is it okay if it's just the two of us until they come ⁉ Or do you want me to invite the super handsome special guest Y-san ⁉

Mido Torao: Yuki-san huh…

Mido Torao: Um

Mido Torao: I want to be alone with you, is that okay?

Momo: ba-dum...

Momo: I was joking around to lighten the mood, but Momo-chan got all giddy... 

Momo: I’m not cheating on you, darling ‼ 😭 💦

Mido Torao: You were joking huh…

Momo: But thanks for saying you’re okay with just the two of us alone 👍✨ I'm really looking forward to drinking with you!!

Mido Torao: Thank you. I'm looking forward to it too

Momo: Huh!? Really!? 

Mido Torao: Yes

Momo: What should I do!!! I feel like Momo-chan is wrapped around Torao’s fingers... 🥺

Mido Torao: no i’m not HAHA

Momo: 

Momo: But you know, you've become cute! You’re a lot rounder around the edges nowadays

Mido Torao: Are you saying I got fat!?

Mido Torao: I mean yeah, the other members keep giving me unusual snacks to eat lately...

Momo: that’s not what i meant lolololol you’re already cute lololol

Momo: By the way, what kinda snacks are you getting? 🤭

Mido Torao: Puffed rice? They come in pouches and are crispy and delicious.

Momo: Puffed rice~~!! How nostalgic! Makes me wanna go to a candy store (*ﾉωﾉ)

Momo: Tell me more stories over drinks okay!

Mido Torao: Got it. I also have something I want to talk to you about

Mido Torao: I’d like you to teach me a lot more about acting.

Momo: Torao... 🥺 ✨

Momo: Now that you mention it, you know, Yuki liked Torao's role and found it really interesting! 

Momo: "I thought he'd stop Momo from recklessly breaking into someone else's territory alone, but he charged in head first" he looked like he enjoyed watching it 😂

Mido Torao: The part where I ride my bike and blurt out, "I’ll be the one who paves the way for the leader" right?

Momo: Yes yes! Vice-leader-kun is quite reckless!

Mido Torao: Of course his followers would be bloodthirsty when their leader’s like that.

Momo: Well, the leader is a tiiiiiny bit of a rascal, isn’t he? 😅 💪

Mido Torao: a bit is the understatement of the century.

Mido Torao: Chasing after the enemies up a three meters high wall, jump-kicking them from the stairs... I thought it was quite the violent script

Momo: right lolol the action scenes sure were intense~~!!

Momo: I tried my best to follow your example 😤💪

Mido Torao: My example?

Momo: That's right! Watching Torao work so hard on his stunts motivated me!

Mido Torao: Is that so...

Mido Torao: I was an inspiration for Re:vale…

Momo: Are you getting fired up?

Mido Torao: Burning hot.

Momo: Just! too cute!!! 😆 😆

Momo: Apparently our relationship was popular on SNS too ;P🫰

Mido Torao: Really? What were they saying?

Momo: "Vice-leader-kun always standing next to the leader with a smug smile, they’re my bias!" (1)

Mido Torao: There it is, “they’re my bias”. What’s a bias? what the hell does that mean?

Momo: there it is lololololol

Mido Torao: I’m curious. I heard Haruka use it the other day too.

Momo: It means someone you like the most! 😆 saying “bias” sounds stronger than just saying “love”~!

Mido Torao: I see. It does feel more intense.

Momo: How about you start using it, Torao!

Mido Torao: In what situation would I even use it?

Momo: For example...

Momo: It’s everyone’s bias, Momo-chan! ;P 🫶 🫶

Mido Torao: I don’t think that’s for me…

Momo: That’s not true!!! Just try saying it for a bit!!

Mido Torao: I’m your bias, Mido Torao.

Momo: 

Momo: 

Mido Torao: I’m not sure about this one…

Momo: No it's really good!!!!!???

Momo: But well, your fans are most likely looking for a strong and cool Torao (*ﾉωﾉ) 🤎

Mido Torao: Well, I’m confident that I can make someone fall in love with me just by standing there and not saying a word.

Momo: Nice, I want to hear tons of stories about the confident Torao 👍

Mido Torao: Hell yeah, later. I’m looking forward to it.

Momo: 

The original conversation went a bit different, Momo ends his message with “好きピ= sukippi”, Momo later on explains that it’s a combination between 好き=suki (like) and ピーポー=people (pi=ピ), which means a “favorite person” even if it’s sometimes used on objects and such. The closest and most “literal” translation would be “fave”, but I doubt Torao wouldn’t know what a fave is so I went with bias instead.

HUGE thank you to Ai (soushibana and chettiri on twitter) for helping me out with the snacks translation! I wouldn't have understood it without her, big props & go check her accounts out!

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