#and we owe so much of our favorite music to him

[froggibus]

Valentine's Day HCs - Baptiste, Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Junkrat, Lucio, Zenyatta

Includes: Baptiste, Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Junkrat, Lucio and Zenyatta

Summary: what they would do for you on Valentine's day

CW: gn! reader, our boys being dorky, some allusion to the lore, pure fluff!!

happy valentine's day guys! i decided i wanted to do something fun and write HCS for ALL of my fandoms which is actually taking forever (and im not even halfway done at like 12:33am) but im having fun with it and i hope you guys enjoy! <3

OW Women Ver. + Valentine's 2023 Masterlist

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Baptiste:

with his life of being on the run, it’s rare that the two of you ever go on dates in public

but for your first Valentine’s Day together, he really wants to make it special 

he takes extra caution planning everything out—casing places, making sure they’re secure 

decides on taking you to a movie in the park and packs you guys a picnic 

has all your favourite snacks and drinks too!!

picks you up (also random but he totally drives a Vespa/electric scooter) mostly on time 

definitely seats you at a more secure place in the park where there’s not a lot of people

unpacks the picnic basket and spreads out a blanket and some pillows and a delicious spread of food 

tries to be all cute and feed you food but he’s so nervous he accidentally smashes it in your face 

he’s smooth with it tho and he’ll wipe your face off and kiss the spot better 

“are you cold? come closer.”

cuddles you while you watch the movie to keep you warm 

also off topic but he smells amazing 

you guys stay in the park long after the movie ends just stargazing 

he knows his constellations and points them out to you 

“i like to look at the stars when I’m on the road,” he says. “because they remind me that no matter how far away you are, i still get the pleasure of living in the same world you are.”

Cassidy:

he probably didn’t realize Valentine’s was coming up until like two days before 

but this man goes all out

you’re just so special to him, he has to show you how much he loves you (even tho he literally treats you like royalty every day of the year)

plans a lowkey night for the two of you

also makes it a surprise (mostly because he forgot lmfao)

picks you up on his motorbike and takes you to his favorite diner 

he’s always wanted to take you there and have you try their apple pie 

all of the staff there know him and they’re in awe of the two of you together 

they definitely give you guys food in the shape of a heart and turn on some romantic music 

he’s weirdly nervous considering it’s him 

“so uh, after this I was thinkin we could go have a drink or two?”

he’s so flustered it’s adorable 

and obviously you agree, and he takes you to his favourite bar 

even if it is a lowkey night, you’re still happy you get to spend time with him

plus, he’s a private man, and him showing you his favorite places is his way of showing you his heart

“yknow something, darlin? I think we ought to turn this into a tradition.”

Genji:

as a proud supporter of Fuck Boy Genji™️, he definitely didn’t celebrate Valentine’s Day in his youth

doesn’t know exactly how to celebrate with you, just knows he wants to do something 

asks everyone for advice, but everyone is telling him something different and it just makes him all confused

he decides to trust his instincts on what to do

picks you up in a button down and cute jeans, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers 

he doesn’t tell you where he’s taking you, but he’s so excited he’s practically vibrating the whole way

you actually have to squeeze his hand to calm him down a little bit

he takes you to this unassuming, kind of dark building on the edge of town

knocks on the door and someone opens a little slot, he says a random word and suddenly the door swings open to reveal a little staircase 

takes you down and into a totally chill speakeasy

it’s warm inside and there’s jazz music filling the air 

Genji looks absolutely stunning in the amber lighting too

you guys get a table with a great view of the stage and order yummy food and drinks

“Do you like it? I thought big crowds might be overwhelming and—“

Shut him up by kissing his cheek and telling him you love it

“I’ve never really…had a Valentine before, but I’m really glad you’re my first, y/n.”

Hanzo:  

unlike his brother, he probably had had a Valentine before, but he’s never been one to share his life with others 

however, he really wants to show you a good time and treat you to a good night

big crowds and people are not really his thing, so he sets out to make a special night at home for the two of you

invites you over for food and movies

cooks you one of his signature meals, and the two of you eat together at the table under candlelight 

definitely has warm saké ready for the both of you to drink too

has one of his favorite movies and one of your favorite movies ready to go on his tv 

cuddles up to you on the couch under a super soft throw blanket 

honestly one of the only times he really allows himself to be super clingy and attached to you 

always has his hands on you, probably kissing your neck and shoulders and head

makes sure to pay special attention to your favorite movie because he knows it means a lot to you 

“I know this isn’t much but…I really wanted to share something special with you away from prying eyes.”

you guys end up falling asleep on the couch together, and even though Hanzo wakes up at some point, he doesn’t move 

he’s just content to be with you

Junkrat:

the concept of a Valentine is kinda lost to him since he didn’t really have time for that growing up in Junkertown 

but he notices a bunch of heart shaped decorations when him and Roadhog are robbing a bank

which of course prompts him to ask his partner what they’re for 

the way Hog explains it is a little…different, but Junkrat literally has heart eyes the whole time 

he decides he wants to celebrate it with you so he spends hours making you a Valentine

makes you this cute little card (and he swears up and down that it won’t blow up when you open it)

and tried to make you cookies but ends up burning them :((

so he recruits Roadhog’s help and together they bake and decorate cute little sugar cookies for you

he gives them to you on Valentine’s and he’s super nervous the whole time

you honestly tear up a little at how cute it is 

the two of you end up eating them together and hanging out for the rest of the night 

“I think I like Valentine’s Day!” He announces. “Do you think…do you think we’ll spend the next one together, too?”

Lucio:

between being a wanted criminal for stealing from Vishkar and being a world renowned DJ, going out on Valentine’s Day is not the best idea

but that’s not going to stop him

he spreads out flower petals and lights candles across the apartment and waits for you to come home

settles in on the couch with his guitar, practising quietly in case you’re outside 

when you come home, you’re greeted by the smell of gourmet candles and flowers leading you down the hallway

you can hear the soft sounds of a guitar strumming and you follow the sounds 

you make it to your living room to see Lucio strumming his guitar, and when he sees you, his eyes light up

he starts singing a song he wrote for you, looking at you with his little heart eyes the whole time

you’re left on the verge of tears the whole time and when he’s done playing, you pull him in for a kiss 

“so, did you like it?”

you’re speechless tbh 

like he loves you enough to write an entire song just for you 

and that’s not the end, either, because he surprises you with a dinner reservation to your favorite restaurant 

and to make sure you’re not being swarmed by fans, he’s bought out the entire restaurant 

the two of you get to eat in peace and have a great Valentine’s Day 

“so I, uh, I wanted to know if you’d be okay with me putting that song on my album? I just—I love you so much, I want the whole world to know.”

Zenyatta:

partly because he’s a monk but also because he’s an omnic, I don’t think he’d really celebrate Valentine’s 

however if it’s important to you, he’ll definitely put the effort in to make you happy

plus he’s so lowkey, he’s open to trying anything 

when he hears you talking about Valentine’s Day to one of your friends, it gives him the idea to surprise you and celebrate it

he spends days coming up with ideas and pays extra close attention to your likes/dislikes 

would probably ask Genji for some advice before giving up when he realizes the boy is clueless 

settles on getting you a very personal, intimate gift and letting you decide where to take it from there

he gets you a new pair of headphones and makes you a mixtape/playlist to listen to to calm you down 

since he knows sometimes you get stressed out or anxious 

it’s so unexpected that you cry and the poor omnic is stuck figuring out if they’re tears of joy or not

“y/n…are you sad?”

you explain how touched you are

“you’re my partner, y/n. I would do anything to make you happy.”

#overwatch 2 #overwatch #ow2 #overwatch x reader #overwatch x you #ow #overwatch fic #xreader #overwatch headcanons #cole cassidy #baptiste augustin #lucio x reader #genji shimada #hanzo shimada #junkrat x reader #zenyatta x reader

[cherrycola27]

Man to Make Me Sweat

Pairing: Rooster x Reader (Call Sign: Moxie)

Warnings: Language, Smut, so much smut, porn with plot. Age Gap, Choking, Spanking, Orgasm Denial, Over stimulation, Authority Kink.

Shout out to @thedroneranger for beta reading and listening to my word vomit! This fic was inspired by the Leslie Powell song "Man to Make Me Sweat"

"Guys thank you so much for helping me plan this!" You sqeual at the people infront of you. Rooster's 35th birthday was coming up and you had planned a surprise party with the help of the Dagger Squad, Maverick and Penny, who had agreed to shut the Hard Deck down for the party.

"You know Rooster hates his birthday." Phoenix piped up. "Yes I know, but I'm hoping my little surprise for him will change that." You smirked.

While you were a fellow Navy pilot, you hadn't crossed paths much with the Daggers until you had met Phoenix at a Pole dancing class.

You two instantly hit it off, and she had invited you out to get drinks with them the next night, that's when you met Rooster, and the rest was history. While it was no secret that you and Phoenix took the class together, Rooster had never seen you dance for him, and tomorrow that was about to change.

Phoenix had helped you choreograph a lap dance to one of your favorite songs and you were going to surprise Rooster with it.

Sure it might be a little embarrassing for your coworkers to see your moves, but you wanted your boyfriend to feel extra special for his birthday. You joked that he was going to officially be an old man, to which he defend that there was only a five year age gap between the two of you.

"Well Moxie, if Rooster doesn't appreciate, I know I will" Hangman smirked at you, causing Phoenix to promptly smack him on the back of his head.

"Ow Nix, what the hell?" He grimaced.

"Comments like that are why you don't have a girlfriend and why I have to convince Rooster not to murder you almost everyday." Phoenix responded.

"Okay children enough fighting. Boys I need you guys to go get Rooster and bring him here in one hour. Phoenix and Bob and I are going to finish setting up. Payback since you are the most... responsible of the group, please text me when you are five minutes out." You state before everyone leaves.

An hour later you were hiding behind the stage curtain you had set up. Rooster had been pouting saying how it wasn't fair that his girl wasn't there for his party because you had to work late... boy was he in for a surprise.

Hangman and Coyote had managed to convince him to sit in the strategicly placed chair you had set out.

"And now ladies and gents, Rooster's of all ages, please put your hands together for a very special performance by our very own Moxie!" Phoenix said into the microphone to the group before the music started. You had chosen one of your favorite songs "Man to Make Me Sweat" to do your routine too.

You stepped out onto the stage wearing one of Rooster's Hawiian shirts, a pair of aviator sunglasses, a white crop top and some cut off shorts.

His eyes went wide at the sight of you while the rest of the room of testosterone filled pilots howled and wolf whistled. You noticed Bob over in to corner looking like we was ready to throw Holy Water on everyone.

The first verse started and you began your dance, swaying your body to the beat, flipping your hair and keeping eye contact with Rooster.

You trailed your hands up his thighs and jerked him forward by his dog tags.

When the first chorus began you roughly dropped onto his lap and ground your hips against him. You flipped your hair and pressed your breasts in his face.

You watched him lick his lips as you dropped to the floor for the second verse. Slowly you crawled up his body and guided his hands to touch you.

By the time the second chorus came around you were shamelessly grinding on his now very hard cock as he fondled you.

When the song ended you were both panting while everyone cheered.

Rooster pulled you close and whispered in your ear.

"I'm taking you home right now to show you just how much I can make you sweat Moxie.

Forty minutes later, Rooster was emerging from your thighs after giving you your third orgasm of the night

You can't help but smile. You love it when Rooster gets like this, needy, possessive, primal.

When you first got together everyone gave you shit for dating someone who was almost six years older than you. Several of your civilian friends teased you for having daddy issues or if servicing the elderly was part of your job in the Navy. You just rolled your eyes at their comments, many of them dated men their age or younger, they didn't know what they were missing out on.

No one had ever fucked you like Rooster did, and as your relationship progressed, you didn't hesitate to let your friends know that your "old man" kept you very satisfied while their "younger models" couldn't keep up.

You were finally coming down from you high, but you still weren't satisfied. You wanted to see how far you could push him. Rooster crawled up your body leaving sloppy wet kisses in his wake. His mustache scraped your sensitive skin causing you to tremble.

You felt the fat head of his cock pressing into your slick entrance, and with one fluid motion Rooster was buried in you to the hilt.

"Always so fucking tight for me Moxie. It's like you cunt was made for me." He groaned out before setting a steady rhythm. His fingers flexed against your hips as he drove into you. You could feel his blunt nails digging into your skin.

It always felt so good when he took you, but you wanted his birthday sex to be extra special. You knew he was desperate for you, to mark you, to claim you. Especially after your little show at the Hard Deck, so, you pushed.

"It's that all you've got Old Man?" You moaned out.

His hips stopped suddenly.

"Old Man?" He grunts out while he is still inside you.

You smirk back up at him as he pulls all the way out and slams back into you causing you to arch up.

"You say Old Man like its a bad thing... you think someone younger could fuck you like I do sweetheart? I doubt they could make you cum three times before they even got inside you" He tells you as he picks up the pace. A groan leaves your lips has he drags his cock over your g-spot, the head of it hitting it with each hard stroke.

"I don't know babe, Hangman talks a big game." You shoot back at him.

A low rumble leaves his chest as he pulls out and swiftly flips you over. He pushes your face down into the mattress and has your ass up the in air on display for him.

His large hand makes contact with it causing you to yelp from pleasure and pain.

Rooster fists your hair and and jerks your head up before whispering in your ear. "Moxie baby, I'm only going to tell you this once. Don't ever say his name while I've got you naked ever again. You want to see what this old man's got... I'll show you exactly what this 'old man' is made of, I'll have you so fucked out and cock drunk you won't be able to walk straight for a week darlin"

You knew you had him right where you wanted him, but you were feeling extra bratty so without thinking of the consequences you uttered "Well, what are you waiting for old man, prove it."

That set Rooster a blaze. He roughly palmed your ass before smacking it again. Without warning he plunged himself into you. His hips pistoned against yours quickly driving you to another peak.

"Oh fuck yes Rooster, just like that" you cried out as your hands fisted the sheets. You desperately tried to meet his thrusts but he held you firmly in place.

"Guess I should have known you were a brat with a call sign like Moxie." He grunted out. His fingers dug deeper into your sides as you clamped down on him. You were so close, your body hummed, and just as you were about to fall, he abruptly pulled out.

"Bradley no..." You whined as your chest heaved.

"You didn't really think I was going to let you get away with calling me an old man with out punishment did you sweetheart?" He purred in your ear as he rubbed himself between your folds.

"I'm sorry Rooster, I was just teasing you sir." You groaned, hoping it would cause him to give in, you knew he had an authority kink.

"Have you learned your lesson Moxie?" He asked.

"Yes Sir I promise I have." You stated shaking your head.

This seemed to please him because he pushed back into you. Starting slow and working back up.

You whined and squirmed beneath him. You were even more wound up than before. Each thrust of his hips sent a delicious pleasure through you.

You could feel the tightening in your belly and your toes curling. Rooster's breath was ragged as he pushed both of you to the finish. One of his hands left your hips and made its way to your hair, grabbing it and snapping your head up. You were at his mercy and you were totally okay with that.

"Yes Bradley, right there I'm so close." You moaned out. You could feel your finish, you were so close you could taste it and then... he stopped again.

"Fuck... please...Rooster... please." You groaned.

"If you want to cum baby girl, you're going to have to be more convincing. I don't think you've learned your lesson." He mocked you.

"I promise I have, I'm sorry, I'll be a good girl Bradley, please, please, please let me cum" you babbled. You feel the hot prick of tears in your eyes. He was still deep inside you. You flexed around him causing him to hiss.

That earn you another spank. "Such a fucking needy brat." He said dropping his hand from your hair and curling it around your throat. He pulled you flush against him.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" He whispered in your ear before sinking his teeth into your lobe.

"Only for you sir. I promise I'll be your good girl. Please let me cum." You pleaded with him as tears began to slide down your face.

That seemed to make him have mercy on you. Rooster once again began thrusting into you. This time he didn't hold back, this thrust were hard and demanding. The head of his cock kissed your cervix with each one.

His hand dropped from your throat and went to your clit were he drew tight circles on it. You were so, so close after being wound up and let down twice.

"Rooster please, I'm so close... please... don't stop" you begged.

"I can feel how close you are... I know how bad you need to cum. Just say the magic word darling and I will give you what you want." He cooed to you.

Your bratty side had gone to his head and now he was on a power trip. You knew what he wanted, and he knew you were desperate but you still refused to give it.

"Please sir, let me be your good girl and cum for you. Let me cum all over your cock." You moaned.

"While that sounds amazing honey, those aren't the words I'm looking for." He shot back.

"Rooster—please!" You shouted as he gave a particularly hard thrust.

He laughed.

"Say it. Come on princess I know you're dying to cum. You're the one who keeps torturing yourself. Quit. Being. So. Fucking. Stubborn. And. Say. It." He punctuated each word with a hard snap of his hips.

You let out a pathetic whimper as the small trickle of tears turned into a stream.

"DADDY PLEASE!" You screamed throwing your head back. You couldn't take it anymore.

"That's right. That's my girl." He praised you.

Rooster picked up his efforts, pounding into you erratically while his finger worked your clit.

"Oh fuck Daddy I'm so close please don't stop." You begged him, you knew if he did stop you wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Daddy isn't going to stop until you cum all over him Princess. Come in baby I know how bad you need to. Be a good girl and cum for Daddy." He moaned in your ear.

Your chest was heaving and your heart was racing, you felt overwhelmed everything was too much and not enough at the same time. Your body was wound tight. A rubber band waiting to snap. Rooster continued his assault, pushing you further and futher toward your pleasure. His hand on your hip came across your chest and pulled you impossibly closer to him.

His lips found your ear as he panted out "Cum for me." It wasn't a statement, it was a demand, and it was all you needed to finish.

Your body shook as pleasure coursed through you, covering his cock, your thighs, his thighs, and the sheets.

"YesyesyesohyesDaddy" you babbled out as your body trembled against him.

Rooster followed closely behind you, filling you to the brim and spilling out, his release mixing with your own.

You both collapsed against the bed, thoroughly spent. It took you both several minutes to regain your composure.

You turned over in his arms to face him.

"How was that for an Old Man?" He joked. "S'good" you slurred, your body still coming down from the high.

"Happy Birthday." You murmured snuggling close to him.

"Thank you baby. How about we get a nice hot bath and get cleaned up and then change the sheets before bed? We made a mess." He said before pressing a kiss to your hair line.

"Sounds good Roo." You mumbled into his chest as he picked you up and carried you to the bathroom.

He drew a hot bath and gently set you in before climbing in behind you. You relaxed against his chest.

"Roos, you may be an old man, but I'm glad your mine." You sighed against him.

"I'm glad I'm your old man to baby." He grinned before relaxing further into the hot water.

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[icequeenbae]

Hii! This is a more slow burn request so I’m sorry if it’s a little difficult, but could I request Heartsteel Ezreal x reader who’s knowledgeable and quite sarcastic and quick witted with their replies? I just wonder how their meeting would go with the whole Black cat, golden retriever vibe!

And maybe the reader sometimes suffers from low self-esteem and burnout.

Pairing: Heartsteel!Ezreal x Reader ft. all members

Heartsteel AU, attempted humor, fluff

Warnings: grumpymanager!Reader, Kayn is annoying as fuck… language? lol

Word Count: ~1.4k

© Please do not copy/ post on other platforms without permission.

Author’s Note: Hiii~ Thank you for the Ezreal request, sweetie! I do have my favorites in Heartsteel to write for, and he is definitely at the top of that list <3 Not sure if this is exactly what you wanted, but let’s give it a try! As usual, let me know via comments/ asks/ reblogs, I try stay on it~ P.S. The stuff I post for requests is usually not beta’ed, so pls bear with me…

You rubbed your tired eyes and cursed, checking if your fingers had any mascara on them. There was an issue to resolve, and you had hoped to finish up before the Heartsteel members returned to the waiting room after their rehearsal. But your plan failed miserably.

‘Our dearest manager!’ Kayn appeared next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. ‘Always working, what a busy little bee!’

You raised your eyebrow at him and stayed silent until he cleared his throat and retracted his arm, while the rest of the members scattered around the room, minding their own business.

‘Someone has to work around here,’ you replied, typing away on your laptop.

‘You should take a break and go grab something to eat at least,’ Yone suggested.

His amiable comment made you release a desperate sigh.

‘They messed up the mic backup, Yone. Not to mention that we have the music video budget due tomorrow and someone screwed up the calculations. I cannot let you film without the drones or the special effects crew. If you do everything yourselves, you’ll be dead before you go on stage again, and I will be ripped into a million tiny pieces by the company or your fans. And I don’t know which one’s worse…’

‘If that’s Sett’s fans you’ll live. They all twinky as shit, look at Phel.’ Kayn cackled, and Yone glared at him.

Sett and Aphelios exchanged looks, probably deciding to give their most annoying member a proper thrashing another time just for the sake of your emotional wellbeing. At least someone understood how dire the situation was.

‘How can I help?’ The producer asked.

Although you appreciated the offer, you knew that they had to perform tomorrow, so Yone would have to supervise the last of preparations starting early morning. You could not allow him to spend the night helping you and then go straight into tomorrow’s work. The price of a screwup was too high on this one.

‘You can help by taking them out for dinner and making sure they’re tucked in later. I don’t want anyone out wreaking any havoc while I’m not around to settle everything.’

‘That I can arrange.’ Yone nodded, giving the rest of the members a solid onceover. ‘You heard Y/N, boys. No fun for you tonight, we have a very long day tomorrow.’

‘Ugh. Buzzkill…’ Sett sighed, and Phel pinched him on the arm, hard. ‘Ow!!’

‘I think we can live with one night in, guys,’ Ezreal interjected. ‘We’re so tired anyway.’

‘Speak for yourself, young man. I am full of energy!’ K’Sante retorted.

What a traitorous blow! You’d expect it from anyone but him.

Noticing your flabbergasted expression, K’Sante quickly continued.

‘…which I can spend by working some iron in the gym before bed time.’

You shook your head, trying to focus on your spreadsheet again. It was a little- no, it was extremely overwhelming, trying to fix several urgent issues at once, while running on a couple hours of sleep, half a sandwich (had to donate the rest to Sett – he’s still growing, after all… or so he thinks) and way too much coffee.

‘Are you going to stay here though?’ Ezreal asked, sounding too quiet for his usual bubbly self.

You assumed he was afraid to get the short end of the stick and make you explode with his question. But you were too tired to even yell at any of them.

‘Not that I have any choice,’ you answered dryly. ‘Not everyone can teleport, Ezzie.’

He pursed his lips, probably realizing that it was best to leave you alone before you gave him the same glare that Kayn had earned earlier. Unlike the demonic bastard, Ezreal was among the members who preferred to stay away from you when you were fuming, as opposed to irritating you further to poke some fun. Yone had already spent a week negotiating for you to take back your resignation once, so they were on their best behavior ever since. Well, the best they could muster, which wasn’t that great but in the grand scheme of things… you’d take what you could get.

After they all vacated the premises, you finally managed to send the updated budget numbers for approval, and made a few calls about the mic replacement. It was unbelievable, but you really had to find someone to get the necessary equipment and fly in to bring it on time. So you stayed at the venue to be able to check whether everything worked fine right away.

But later that night, a mystery visitor woke you up while scooping you off the chair to get you onto the sofa.

‘Mhm- what… Who’s here??’ You jerked up from your uncomfortable sleeping position, accidentally hitting someone in the face with your head.

‘Ow!’ You heard someone squeak and turned around, finding Ezreal in pain, holding his hand to his nose.

‘What on Earth brings you here??’ You instinctively pinched the bridge of his nose as if that would help with the pain. ‘Wait, what time is it? Where is my phone??’

‘I took it,’ he said, wiping under his nose to check for blood.

Thankfully, there was none, and he was okay. Your nervous system, however, was not as lucky.

‘What do you mean, you took it??’ You frantically checked the time on your laptop. ‘3:23? I was supposed to meet someone an hour ago! Why didn’t you wake me up?!’

You grabbed your phone from blabbering Ezreal, but he clung to you like a koala.

‘Y/N, I-’

‘I know. You didn’t think properly, and now I will have to find a way to get that guy to come back if he isn’t sleeping in his hotel already… Shit, Ezzie, you fucked up! No, I fucked up. How could I have fallen asleep?? Stupid, stupid, stupid!’ You knocked on your own head with your knuckles to make a point, and Ezreal caught you by the wrist with his two hands, looking as if you had hit him and not yourself.

‘Y/N, I already met with him and took the mics. We ran a test downstairs with some of the overnight technicians. Everything is set up and working fine.’

You blinked at him a few times, still confused.

‘Uh- You… did?’

‘Yes. I came back earlier and you were asleep. Then someone called you, so I figured- And then I went down and checked everything,’ he delivered anxiously. ‘I also brought you a sandwich- but I didn’t want to wake you, so…’

He grabbed a paper bag from the sofa and shoved it into your hands. You looked at it, and then back at Ezreal, your sleepy and stressed-out brain still catching up with everything.

‘Um- so you brought me… a sandwich?’ You asked.

‘Yes,’ he nodded, strangely bashful. ‘And a juice box.’

His cheeks became rosy, and you couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Ezreal looked like a stray puppy, unsure about whether it was safe to express his affection.

As your laughter settled, you finally exhaled. Everything was okay, thanks to your unexpected little helper for tonight. And now that he’d mentioned the food…

‘I hope you got me an extra-large one.’ You hummed, sitting your butt down.

‘I got two,’ he beamed. ‘And a chocolate bar.’

‘Good. You look like you could have some chocolate right about now.’

And of course, after such an eventful night, as well as the previous few days, having a full belly made you dozy again. Although you did notice Ezreal’s head slowly tilting towards your shoulder through the layer of drowsiness, you didn’t catch your own head leaning onto his.

Due to your carelessness, you were in for a rude awakening in just a few hours.

‘Now, isn’t that adorable?’ Even from the depths of hell you would have heard Kayn exclaim in the most obnoxious voice possible.

‘I’m taking a picture. For the family album!’ K’Sante announced, quick to utilize the camera on his phone.

‘Or future blackmail…’ Kayn sneered evilly.

‘Maybe I should post that picture of you stuck in the vault with your pants down, Shieda Kayn.’ You mused out loud, eyes still shut.

There were a few sounds resembling muffled cursing, and then Kayn walked it back.

‘Hey man, we shouldn’t take pictures of people sleeping. It’s illegal or some shit. Let’s just go check on the preparations, come on.’

And so, they went back to where they came from. ‘Manager…’ You heard Ezreal whisper, head still laying on your shoulder. ‘You’re amazing.’

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A/N: Thank you for reading and happy holidays my sweethearts!! I have just a couple more requests to go~ I don't think I will take more for the time being but I might come up with another requests event for 900 or 1000 milestone! Please don't forget to comment and reblog if you want to support me 💜 And check out my masterlist for more of my HEARTSTEEL and kpop content 💕

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[ateriblewriter]

Fic about drunk karaoke with Trevor singing Paper Rings by Taylor Swift?

a/n: okay so it's more of a blurb, than a blurb. i hope that's okay. so sorry this is extremely late! also i don't think i really portrayed z as drunk but yeah. its still decent i think.

ENJOY!

Everyone was in town for one last hurrah before their various training camps started up. For the last the night the idea of going to a karaoke bar was brought up. You loved the idea and even offered to find the bar.

"Trev we have to do a duet!" You urged when the group was signing up for songs. "We could do Don't Go Breaking My Heart or The Time of My Life or Islands-"

"Can we do our own songs?" He piped up. He had a certain song that he wanted to sing for her and a duet was not it.

"Or we could do that too." Trevor noticed your face fall slightly. He did fell kind of bad for that but he could make it up to you.

Sensing his friend's need for help, Cole offered to sing a song of your choice with you. He turned to Trevor and mouthed You owe me one.

The real fun began once everyone had entered in their song choices. Most boys chose some country song or hit classic rock song. Some people where better singers than others, but who really cared how well one could sing when you were having fun.

After Luke had finished with his rendition of Black, it was finally Trevor's turn. By the time his song was up much of the group had already had a few too many drinks and weren't really paying attention to the intro of the song. In fact it wasn't until you heard your name being mentioned over the sound system that you realized he was up.

"This. This is for my Y/N. Love you baby girl." Trevor giggled pointing in your general direction as an instrumental version of a popular Taylor Swift song played.

"The moon is high, like your friends were the nigh that we first met ..."

"Oh no." You mumble, eyes going wide. Paper Rings was not his normal karaoke song, that was Wildest Dreams. What was your hockey player boyfriend up to?

You could feel everyone's eyes on you while Trevor was up on stage singing and doing a little dance, giving everyone a performance they weren't going to forget anytime soon. It was almost as if this had all been planned in advance or something.

"Jack, what's he doing? He changed his song."

"I don't know. He never told me anything." Jack lied. He knew exactly what Trevor was doing, they all did, you could tell by the goofy smiles the boys were giving you. "Just thinking about it and watch!"

So you did, you sat with your friends, sipping on your fruity little cocktail and enjoying the moment.

"Darling, you're the one I want, In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams ..."

It was a stupid idea and he knew it. That's how Trevor knew that you would love it. A couple of days ago when he was brainstorming with the boys on how to propose, it was suggested that he should do it at karaoke.

That's why he was on currently on stage, singing one of your favorite Taylor Swift song. Everything appeared to going as planned, he wasn't messing up the song and you were bopping your head along to the song. The only snag was he may or may not have a few too many drinks and was a bit drunker in the moment than he would have liked to be.

Trevor's big moment was coming up. There was a small break in the music and he called you to join him on the stage. It took you a hot second to make the trek up there.

"I know you like shiny things, but would you marry me with a paper ring?" He nervously asked you, reaching into his back to grab the literal paper ring he had to give you.

"I squished it. I'm sorry, it's not supposed to look like this." Trevor pouted looking at the smooshed ring.

"Trevor?"

"Hmm?"

"Yes." Trevor slipped the ring on your finger, it really didn't fit, but he could replace with the actual diamond ring he had sitting at home. You pulled him in for a kiss, a loud cheer erupted from section where the rest of your group was sitting.

"Now does anyone know where I marry someone tonight?"

#trevor zegras #trevor zegras blurb #trevor zegras x reader #clearing out the drafts and inbox #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #nhl imagine

[angel-gone-south]

Razorblade Kiss

Incubus! Kyle w/ Reader

°•. ☾ .•°

You hummed along to the music, happily dancing in the crowd of Crimson Dawn fans. They had been your favorite band for years, fitting a niche of Midwest punk-rock you had never known you needed. You’d been lucky enough to be dormmates (and besties) with the guitarist’s ex, Tammy, who he still owed a couple favors.

Your favorite member by far was Kyle, the bass player. He always had such spunk, it entranced you. You barely even paid attention to the main singer, Stan, much preferring to watch the bassist's ginger curls bounce in his ponytail behind him as he strummed the thick cords of his instrument.

As the song ended, you looked up to see Kyle wiping his sweat-soaked forehead. He glanced your way and you shuddered. His almost electric green eyes pierced you, as if looking into your soul. You calmed down, considering it was probably just him picking a random section near the front. Right?

He smirked as he switched places with Stan, which was unusual. Normally the only one who did that was the drummer, Marjorine. Mostly because she was the only girl, and drums were the only thing Stan could play.

Ah, that made more sense. Everybody had to trade around, Marj taking guitar and Kenny taking the bass so Stan could sit at the drums.

Kyle started to hum as everyone kicked in, and you were utterly entranced by his voice. You felt lucky to hear him vocalize.

“I taste death, in every kiss we share,

Every sundown seems to be the last we have.

Your breath on my skin has the scent of our end,

I’m drunk on your tears, baby can’t you see it’s hurting?”

You started to get queasy. Uncomfortable, even, because this felt directed. The whole song you weren’t dancing, just nervously trying to avoid his gaze when it would sweep over you.

Soon enough their set was over. You’d spent the last few songs utterly uncomfortable, but Tammy still had one surprise left for you.

“Come on! Ken invited us backstage with them.” She grabbed your wrist, tugging you along. You had no time to protest before you stood in front of the dressing room door.

“T-Tammy, I-” Yet again you were cut off, this time by the dusty blonde guitarist opening the door.

“Tammy! You made it! Who’s this?” He beamed, happy to see Tammy. They were still friends, after all.

“My roommate I was telling you about! This is [Name],” You waved, an awkward smile gracing your face as she continued. “They’re your biggest fan.”

“Really? Come on in! I’m sure everyone will be happy to meet you.” You nodded, stepping through the threshold into the suffocating room. You felt a gaze upon you, almost predatory. You looked about, catching the eyes of the man guilty.

Tammy dragged you to sit on the couch next to him, beginning her chat with the other three members as you sat in silence with the ginger. You swallowed thickly, staring at the floor in front of you rather than the man on the opposite end of the couch.

“Boo,” You squeaked when you felt his hot breath hit your ear, cascading down your neck as he chuckled. “Jumpy, are you?”

“Y-Yeah, sorry.” He shook his head, grinning. You noticed his canines were pointy. Some sort of dental cosmetic maybe?

“No need. Kinda cute, if I’m honest,” You took in his face closely for the first time. He took your breath away. “Are you liking what you see?”

His teasing tone snapped you out of your trance, and you turned away with a deep blush. It was then you noticed you and Kyle were alone, now. You wondered where the rest had gone as he spoke again.

“Tammy said I’m your favorite. Is that true?” He leaned ever closer.

“U-Um, yes…” You answered nervously, turning yourself on the couch to more easily face him. He hovered his pale hands above your hips.

“Can I?” You nodded, not trusting your voice to come out as your heart raced. “God, you’re pretty.���

You yelped as he pulled you up to straddle one of his legs, bouncing it slightly and grinning.

“I think you’re the cutest fan we’ve got,” He gave you that same, wolfish grin as he looked your flustered form up and down. “I like how you react to me.”

You whined. Sure, youd had dreams about it before, but you never thought you’d actually get to be in a room with him. His cold hands grazed up your thighs, giving you goosebumps.

“Can I kiss you, sweet thing?” He asked softly, gently pulling you the rest of the way on his lap. You nodded shyly, and he leaned up to lock his lips onto yours.

He tasted of something sweet. You couldn’t put your finger on it. It was like something from a long time ago that you only now remembered, and god, it was good.

You couldn’t describe how kissing him felt. Hot. Passionate, maybe. It all came back to that one word, addictive. You felt like you could do this with him forever, letting his hands slide up your shirt to caress your soft skin while he slipped his tongue gently in your mouth, slowly entangling with yours.

You pulled away for air, panting, a string of saliva and your hands in his curls connecting the two of you. He stared at you, that same cocky look with something behind his eyes. He silently moved his hands again, grabbing softly at your ass, hips and thighs as he buried his face in your neck.

You gasped and mewled, embarrassed as he left marks and kisses across the expanse of your neck and shoulders. You felt dizzy, like something was sapping all of the energy you had left.

He cooed at you as you practically went limp in his arms, moving to lay on the comfortable couch with you on top of him, head on his chest.

You grumbled happily, feeling his warmth and hearing his heartbeat as you drifted off for a quick nap.

°•. ☾ .•°

“D’ya think he’s done yet?” Marj pouted as Kenny reached an arm up the vending machine that stole her dollar.

“Maybe. I’m not gonna be the one to check.” He frowned, grabbing around blindly as his cheek pressed against the glass. Stan laughed and snapped a photo, which even got Tammy giggling.

Kenny made a small noise in triumph as he grabbed a candy bar from one of the slots, but…

“Aw man! I’m fucking stuck!”

°•. ☾ .•°

help i love them.

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[chrollohearttags]

“I can hear my dead homies sing, now my eyes always hurting..wiping tears with diamond rings…”

I haven’t written angst in a long time because honestly, I’m a crybaby bitch that can’t handle it but I had to do one for my favorite pairing and challenge myself for once. Please don’t hate me too much!

tw: s*icide, angst (obv), reflections of eren’s past life prior to (y/n), drug/alcohol abuse and addiction, depression, s*xual harassment, mentions of death, breakup, gun violence

📝: read this at your own risk. I’m just trying to test myself and step outside of the box a bit.

we’re all aware of the dark side of the music industry..the pressures and struggles that come with fame. Behind our favorite celebrities; singers, rappers and actors alike are a world of struggle or pain that led them to create the art they put on display for us to see..at some point or another, there are battles they fight everyday that us as average fans aren’t aware of. Not that we’re owed any obligation to them outside of the public space, but we can’t help but worry. This all rings true for rapper and renowned artist Eren Jaeger, EJ The Don..whatever you choose to call him.

No matter how many loving, adoring fans screamed his name, friends he kept by his side, women he hooked up with and chains he purchased, it could never drown out the pain that plagued his heart. “You’ve traveled the world..seen it all and performed in front of millions. You’re one of the world’s most famous rappers and most respected producers in the game. At this point in your career, is there anything that you look back on and say ‘I regret this’ or ‘I wish that hadn’t happened’…are you happy?” the question shot to him by an interviewer sitting adjacent..a single camera lens focused in on his face in front a clear white background. In a very rare exclusive, the artist sat down with XXL to reflect on his early come up and what they could expect in the future. A loaded question he wasn’t quite ready to answer yet..still, those infamous green eyes; glossed over by the euphoria of marijuana and covered by designer shades, brown hair tucked behind his ear as he released a sigh. At this point in the game, he’d be considered a legend despite his rather young age of only twenty eight years old. An amazing feat considering that many of his peers hadn’t even made it to see that. What was even more so sad..most of the ones coming along today weren’t even twenty one before they were snuffed out. It was something he struggled and toiled with often…’are you happy?’ how could he possibly answer that truthfully when he had sat in the same room with his homies..one moment popping Xans as they recorded their next single and the next, shaking them as they seized up, overdosing on the pills before passing away?

How could he ever be happy when he had to go hug the mothers and hand out flowers to the wives of his friends who lost their lives to gun violence, simply because they decided to come back to their city after making it big? To tell their kids that daddy wasn’t coming home…something he often times feared for his own. He was a husband now and inevitably would become a father. Truth was, he had become jaded. Worn down and tired out by industry politics..it was exactly why his circle was small enough to count on one hand now. Why he was afraid to get close to anyone. Paranoid that he’d become the next victim of a setup, leaving his family, friends and fans to grieve and mourn..it was that paranoia that had him hurled over a toilet, throwing up after downing lean to drown out his hurt. To hear the constant voices that never quite went away, ringing in his head. Whether it was the delusions of his dead friends, comments made by some random who swore they knew his life; plagued by the memories of being coerced into sex before he was old enough to buy alcohol from women who had no business with him, but knew he wanted to make it big or his subconscious saying to end it all..that he’d no longer feel guilt, sadness, anger…all of the emotions that kept him up at night. The ones that refused to let him sleep and nearly made him do something stupid. Lying next to his beloved (y/n) as you dozed peacefully..the many of nights he contemplated leaving because he’d never want to bare you with the burden or trauma of finding his body because he followed in the footsteps of his fallen brothers. He loved you so much that he couldn’t ever dream of causing you that type of pain. You’d never understand what he felt and he didn’t want you to..he wanted you to remain blissfully ignorant to what went through his mind. But when he stood on the balcony leading out of your shared bedroom..glaring aimlessly to the ground below, he wanted to put a stop to it all. That was until he felt the gentle touch of your hand spreading across his bare chest..arm wrapping around his torso with your head pressed to his back. Entangled in your warm embrace and love, like a wilting rose trapped within its vines trying to save it. Hearing you whisper in the faintest voice.. “it’s okay, I’m here..you don’t have to do it alone.” It was then that he realized, you knew. You knew his pain, his sorrow and still, you remained..ready to carry those burdens with him. Turning around to sob into your shoulder and apologize as you both sank to your knees and you held him close. Having that safe space to fall apart and be pieced back together by the love of his life…it was then that he could finally..truthfully answer:

“Yeah..I’m happy.”

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[pretty-oooodd]

BSD men with a punk s/o!!

Featuring: Dazai, Chūya, Atsushi, Ranpo, Kunikida, Akutagawa, Sigma, Fyodor, Nikolai.

TW/CW: no tw, this is a fluff "domestic" one. Mention of tattoos, piercings. Let me know if you want me to add more (bc I'm not really practical with tws).

Enjoy <3!!

DAZAI is the kind of guy that's always been interested in these kinds of subcultures, especially punk, but he didn't really had the reasons or will to get into it.

He likes the trash pants, the one full of patches, chains and tears.

But his absolute favorites are the skinny ones full of tears, with fishnets underneath them.

He's a big tease, so he would really have fun poking the holes in his s/o's clothes. Especially the ones on their tights.

You have tattoos? Cool, give him sharpies (Crayola ones) and he'll color your tats.

Piercing on your lips? He'll make sure to lick it when he kisses you.

Ow come on, our buddy CHŪYA is a punk soul.

Argue with the wall.

He listens to punk music with his HEART.

And kinda likes the clothing, he just prefers his elegant attire.

So, if his s/o is punk he will love it. Absolutely admire you for your style and strong ideals, bc let's not forget what punk is abt!!

If you have tattoo sleeves, especially flowers, he STANS.

Nose piercings and studs lover here. He himself wants a nose piercing.

If you wear the same size clothes, he maybe steal something from your closet.

Would probably bring you to a concert.

ATSUSHI is so soft and probably doesn't like studs but he would never offend you ^^

He wasn't really interested or educated on this community before meeting you.

He learned the lace code just for you!!

Doesn't really understand and like the music, but supports you and everything you like!

He LOVES your tattoos! He thinks they are so cool.

If you have piercings he will make sure to learn how to clean them and help you with it.

RANPO thinks that your style is interesting but doesn't really mind it.

If you're a messy, chaotic person, you will get along.

If you have one of those wonderful haircuts like Mohawks or just bright hair color he will absolutely love it.

Likes playing with your hair and coloring your tattoos.

The patches in your pants and vests are his favorite parts.

Doesn't listen much music in general, so punk isn't really his problem anyway.

LMAOOO, HOW???

I still haven't understood what's KUNIKIDA's "ideal woman".

Btw, he isn't a fan of punk or these cultures in general but likes you anyway.

Considers tattoos and piercings (everything abt this style) "unprofessional".

And he will tell you but there's nothing he can do abt it.

We stan a punk monarch.

Will always be the one to remember you to clean and treat your tats and piercings.

Kinda likes the dedication you put into styling your own clothes and hair.

And he likes the fact that the community expresses its ideals too.

Bro doesn't care.

Lord give him two shits to give pls.

Jkjk, AKUTAGAWA kinda likes the "aggressive" style.

He's into the metal music probably idk.

Likes the studs and boots with platforms.

Likes to sew the patches on your vests and pants.

Piercings like nose bridge are his absolute favorites!!

You shaved your eyebrows for him, how sweet.

He's an introvert but the moshpit would be his natural habitat, just to let the rage out.

Poor man, SIGMA got scared the first time he saw you.

He doesn't fully understand the "use" or "meaning" of this style but he's learning.

Not a fan of the music but loves you, so he will listen something if you ask him.

He likes your tattoos, as he thinks of them as a form of art that makes you unique.

Piercings aren't his thing tho. Really doesn't understand them but loves earrings.

You two probably have some matching sets of earrings.

He finds punks intimidating but in a good way.

HOW PT. 2?????? WHAT?

I mean, I think FYODOR's kinda into metal and goth things but punk???

Punk really isn't his thing.

Doesn't like piercings, idk.

But tats are a form of art for him, just like painting.

He appreciates your dedication to the ideals even if he doesn't fully agree sometimes.

His favorite parts of your outfits are the boots!

He probably likes your hair too, bc they're particular.

Doesn't like the concerts so he won't come with you.

He probably looks cool af in a leather jacket with studs.

NIKOLAI is a biiig tease.

He likes to play with your hair and piercings.

He's the prime example of man child: give him sharpies and he will color your tats gladly.

Probably wants to get a piercing just like his s/o!!

He dies your hair. You have no escape from this.

Skinny jeans fan!!

Nikolai isn't really into punk music but likes early 2000s emo culture (early Panic! At The Disco and Fall Out Boy).

My boy will torment you if you don't let him try your clothes on.

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[snowywolf1005]

NIKA X LUNALA READER

Let me tell you off the two gods who fought for people for freedom and fell in love. Once upon time, people were used to be slave.

Severs orders, to their oppressive master. There was no hope for them, but one day, a mythical warrior came and freed all slave people.

His name is nika. Nika was a Sun God, he bring everyone to joy with his smile and his drum. Nika was made of rubber. He can stretch his whole body. And nika has a nickname joyboy, the slave called him. Cause how joy he brings.

Nika name was spread rumors about him. And slaves were hoping that nika would come and free them too.

When nika freed the slave.

One of the slave told Nike that he looked like someone, a woman who is a moon goddess. nika didn't know there was a moon goddess before.

So nika looked for the moon god, the slave told him where to find her. The moon goddess always dances at night when the moon shines bright.

Then he looked for the moon goddess cause he was ingenious about the moon goddess. And nika finally found her.

A beautiful woman, name lunala. Lunala is a gorgeous woman. She is a moon god, her hair is filled with tiny stars, pruple and flowy hair.

(P.S. THIS IS YOUR OUTFIT, I FORGOT WHAT IT CALLED.)

Lunala can transform any kind of animal with their ability, and her favorite animal look like a bat. But it is much bigger.

It has a skeletal, legless bat. It has a short snout, dark pink eyes with white centers, and a deep blue area on its upper head that shows a constantly changing starscape.

Nika fell in love with lunala. He wouldn't stop thinking of her, nika decided to greet her.

As he walks to lunala, she is still dancing. Lunala noticed nika and stopped dancing, "who are you?" Lunala, ask.

"I'm nika! Sun of God and mythical warrior!" He said, lunala chulked, making nika blush. "I'm lunala, the moon goddess, a mythical shapeshift," she said.

"My people told me about you, and I was thinking if you would like to help them," said nika. Lunala thought about it, and axcept nika effort.

Now, nika and lunala are unstoppable, set free all slave. Defeat all bad people.

Then, nika confuses lunala, his feelings, and lunala axcept.

And this is what lunala said to nika.

"Whether death or life, you're the one I longed by my side"

"And that the story?" Roger asks, Sofia (p.s. asl x black mother) nodded her head. "Woah! So that what your grandmother told you?!" oden, ask.

"Yeah, we always keep asking her to give us a different story, but our grandma keeps repeating the same story," said enma (Sofia old sister).

"Sofia, you good at telling story ," said Shanks as he tried to flirt Sofia, Jack smack Shanks head. (Sofia older brother).

"Ow!" Shanks screamed, "Say I'm very surprised that you kids know about nika and lunala," said neptune.

FEW DAY PAST

Roger finally found the one piece. he and his crew laugh, and tears come out. "Joyboy... Lunala... I wish I'd been born in the same era as you two!" Roger yelled.

"HAHA! How could you two leave this stupendous treasure! It's such a funny story... Hey, everyone..." Roger said.

His crew looks at a confused look on their faces. "Why don't we name this last island where no man could reach for 800 years something like... Laugh Tale!" Roger yelled.

BONUS

There more characters talk about nika and lunala!!!

Okey, let's say your cousin name Luz. Went to wano and told the child hiyori about lunala after hearing hiyori her song shamisen called Moon Princess.

"So lunala can transform any type of creature!?" Hiyori yelled, with sparkle on her eyes. Luz nodded her head.

"Yes, and she always makes sure that everyone dreams are good and when someone has a bad dream. Lunala will stop the nightmare away!" Said Luz

"Wow! If I see lunala, will she like my music?" Hiyori asked, "well, let find out!" Said luz.

The next is who's who talks about lunala and nika.

"Hey, you... listen to me for a minute..." said who's who, jinbe listen carefully. "When I was behind bars, I heard this story. As I received severe punishment, I was mockingly told to pray for salt. To the sun and moon gods, lunala and nika! They're legendary warriors of the ancient times who slaves believed..." he said

"...would free them one day. I don't know if they really exited. A warrior who would make you laugh and put you out of your misery. Imprisonment felt like forever. So I hung on to this strange legend."

"Thinking 'I don't care who it is. Just help me!'" Said who's who, "what does that have to do with me?" Jinbe, ask. "I heard that sun pirates you once led had members... who used to be slaves!" Said who's who.

Jinbe looks at him with anger face.

The next one is bonney reading a book about lunala and nika.

Bonney was fascinated about the sun and the moon gods.

"It's close to the moon and the sun, so maybe we'll see nika and lunala up there! You'd love that, right dad?" Said bonney as she looked at her dad.

Hey guys, thank you for reading this!

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[deanwinchesterpregnant]

route 70 blues

When I was little, Dad taught us how the highways go: evens from east to west and odds from north to south. Starting up in Boston there's Route 90, all the way to Seattle. And then the 5 from the border at Blaine, through Seattle and down to the border at Chula Vista. Route 80 from New York, Route 70 from Maryland. And so on and so forth.

Route 70 was my favorite. There's an exit in Breezewood, Pennsylvania, and it looks like every exit on the east coast, but it was special to me because it had a McDonalds that Dad was always willing to stop at. Those were the days that you’d get the little slip that would tell you how much to pay based on which exit you were taking and there was a toll booth at Breezewood. I used to get a kick out of telling Dad how much he owed. Dean would never let me put one of those EZ-passes on Baby’s windshield, and now I just keep a couple $20s in the glovebox or pay the bills when they come in the mail. The car’s registered to a real address now.

We spent a lot of time on Route 70. Straight through a couple flyover states and ending in Utah. When Dean and I would play the alphabet game, we’d race to see who could spot the Zanesville, Ohio water tower first to get the Z and win it all. We would bet stupid shit on winning that game: who would have to clean Dad’s Colt next, who would have to cast iron bullets next. Who would have to make the beds at the next motel that would be home. That sort of thing.

But the main thing I remember about Route 70 was the way the sun would shine through the windows of the Impala once we’d get out of the green of the Kansas City suburbs and before we’d get into the Rockies. There was this little stretch where the fields turned tan with dead corn and wheat, and we’d stopped in a town called Burlington to sleep for the night on our way to a case in Moab.

It's a postage stamp town. There was a truck stop called Love’s and a motel named for the town, which was where we’d fueled up and then bedded down. I must’ve been about newly 16, Dean 20 and full of false-bravado. Dad was letting him go off on solo hunts more and more often by then, but he and I were together in the car at the time. I had been a steady passenger in the front seat by that point. And I remember – the sun was shining, and there were no trees to dapple it, and it hit Dean’s face just right. His freckles were finally coming back out in the May warmth and his eyes looked almost clear. He had a little grin on his face, the right side of his mouth pulled up as he nodded along to CCR’s Cosmo’s Factory cassette. Ramble Tamble was the opening track on the B-side. I always bitched about Dean’s music taste, but I didn’t mind the swamp rock so much. And I liked Ramble Tamble, because it reminded me of us. Drifting. A big long guitar solo that made Dean smile and made me think about moving from town to town.

Back then, I hated the way we lived, but I liked that the way we lived was something just Dean and I understood. Something just for us. No matter how many kids I couldn’t make friends with in school, eventually I'd get back in the car with Dean. And down the road we’d go.

In Burlington, Colorado, I knew I was in love with Dean. I knew it in that moment with the sun shining, with Dean's hands tapping on the steering wheel and John Fogerty crooning along in the background. I knew it in the way we’d share the motel bed since Dad only ever got rooms with two queens, and I knew it in the way that Dean would clean the guns next even though he’d spotted the Zanesville water tower first.

I'd wanted to lean over and kiss him. Instead, I'd said, “This is the tape with Up Around the Bend on it, right? I like this one.”

And he'd said: “Sammy, you might have some good music taste after all!” It'd made my chest bloom, and I loved him. I’d hold that inside for another decade before I said anything, and by that point, we were both doomed.

— for @wincestwednesdays "americana"

#don't @ me abt the past participle vs past tense i HATE IT #wincest wednesday #wincest #spike words #ww ficlet

[last-words-ofashootingstar]

Melody : Otona Blue

February Filth Fest Special

Yandere Kang Yeosang x fem reader

a/n: i'm such a baby for these two i had to write more.i was giggling like crazy while writing this. happy(now late) valentines <3

"Maybe- maybe the way that you held onto his shoulders as you moaned, so tightly that your nails left indentations for two whole days?" -Otona Blue

✫彡wordcount: 7k

(>ᴗ•)♡´･ᴗ･`♡genre: smut w plot, yandere, story extension

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: ONLY FOR THIS CHAPTER ; the smut hinted at in 'Otona Blue's main story (you don't have to read that story to understand but i'd really appreciate it because it's my all time favorite), build up and plot because i love them sm but also lots of smut like so much smut, emotional vulnerability, yandere tendencies, age gap (19-23/college freshman-college senior) — first time together, hickeys, making out, dry humping, hand&blow job, throat fvck, spit as lube, spit in general, cum eating, masturbation, fingering&cunilingus, literally so needy, discussing saftey and consent&contraceptive(YAY!), cream pie, praise, multiple orgasms, crying very very briefly — after care and short epilogue — there is definitely typos i'm sorry

ヾ(´〇`)ﾉ♪♪♪ song recs: Close by Han Jisung - "You, who's shining among countless people. You became clearer bit by bit and now I can only see you."

Kiss Me Until My Lips Fall Off by Lebanon Hanover - "I've tried everything to block out the pain, but it just seems to haunt me in every possible way. Kiss me until my lips fall off."

You're All I Want by Cigarettes After Sex - "We fucked so hot it left me faded. For all you are, you're all I want. There is no other love, it's only yours."

FFF tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

Otona Blue tags: @thatswhywerefever

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"You look fancy." Kai mentions as he pauses at Hiyyih's open door. You chose to get ready there, because she had many more shades of makeup than you did (and as you said twelve times, definitely not because you were nervous for your date with Yeosang and needed her to calm your nerves).

It was a simple one, that you had planned. Just to go down to the instrumental store a little outside of town and pick out some new sheet music, maybe spend some time learning it together.

"Fancy? Hiyyih, I'm not supposed to be fancy!"

She looks up from her phone and gives Kai a death stare. "I've been spending the past two hours getting her to calm down, look at what you did. You went and sent her into a spiral!" He chuckles as he comes into the room, sitting at the double bench next to you and inspecting you closer in the mirror.

"Where are you going?"He asks, taking a small sip of his drink.

"Yeosang and I have a date," you state proudly, wiping away the dark shade of lipstick and picking up the shoebox filled of you and Hiyyihs shared collection.

"No shit! Since when?" He's slightly shocked, to say the least. When he approached Yeosang undercover, he seemed like a shut-in. "Damn, Hiyyih was right. When does that ever happen? Ow!" He slaps her foot away as she kicks him, leaning into you and cowering from his little sister.

"It's our second date," you smile fondly, looking over at the clock on the pastel wall. "And he'll be here in like ten minutes?! Oh, no, no. Hiyyih, I can't do it! I should call and canc-"

"Not on my watch!" She stands up, snatching the box and dumping it on the bed in her place. "You will not cancel your date with Kang Yeosang because you can't find the right shade of lipstick! That man is in love with you, and I won't let you ruin this for me."

"For you?" You ask with kitted eyebrows.

"Yes for me! I have to live vicariously through you, so get your cute dress out of the top of my closet before I beat you silly."

Kai laughs, standing to get said dress for you. You take a sip of the smoothie he leaves behind sneakily and offer it up to Hiyyih, who holds back a laugh and turns back to the pile of makeup. You set it back where he left it and fix up your hair one last time as he turns around with the dress. "Think it still fits? When was the last time you wore it, might have outgrown it by now."

"Psh," you chuckle, taking it and laying it next to the pile as he turns to face away. "You know your track shorts from twelfth grade and they still fit?"

"Yeah?"

"This dress is my track shorts. It always fits, it's my fashion soulmate. Zip me up?" He help you zip it the rest of the way and makes you do a twirl for the both of them. "See? S'Like my glass slipper, but it's a dress I got from the Goodwill."

The three of you let out a laugh, and Hiyyih slaps a gloss into your hands. It's a pretty pink, and it goes well with both your dress and your complexion. "This one."

"Are you s-"

"Yup!"She pushes you to sit at the bench and leans over one of your shoulders, Kai hunching over the other as the watch you apply the gloss. "Jesus, feel like a beauty pageant princess with over bearing parents."

"You are, now chop-chop. We've got four minutes 'till noon and that psycho will probably be right on time." You go to scold her for calling him a psycho when your phone dings with a special message tone. You yell, and so does she. Kai looks on in confusion as the two of you grab each other.

"Oh my god!" He comes to the realization, rolling his eyes slightly. "He has his own ringtone? I don't even have my own ringtone!" He swipes up the phone and unlocks it with the same password you've had since middle school. "Yeo," he sing-songs, "blue heart emoji. Wow. He gets a heart emoji, I'm kind of hurt, (Y/n)."

"Don't be dick," Hiyyih yells at the same time you ask what he said.

"I'm a few minutes away, he said. With a blushing smiley face." The two of you freak out, Hiyyih scrambling to the dresser and grabbing the necklace she placed out for you as you grab at Kai's sleeves and mumble incoherently.

"It's just a smiley face, damn!"

"You don't get it," she speaks as she drapes the jewelry over your neck. "It's not just a smiley face. When was the last time you sent someone a blushing smile emoji unironically?"

He thinks for a moment as he picks up a handful of makeup and drops it back in the box. "When I was trying to flirt with - oh my god! He's totally in love with you! My baby's growing up so fast," he fakes a pout, yelping as you smack his shoulder.

You unscrew the cap of the gloss and apply it with a shaking hand, smacking your lips lightly and smiling at your reflection. "See? Looks perfect! Right, Kai?"

He nods, sipping his drink as he inspects you."I think you look great. He's going to be on his knees,(Y/n)."

"You think so?"

"Know so!" The siblings chime, and Hiyyih messes with you hair mindlessly trying to fix it even though it's as perfect as can be.

You give her a big smile in the reflection and thank her. The smile is replaced with a look of terror as the door bell rings. Kai, funnily enough, is the first one to dash out of Bahiyyihs room and to the door.

"Hey!" You hear him greet as you whisper-yell at her to kill him after you leave. "C'mon in. Yeosang, right? She'll be right out."

You can feel your heart beating in your throat. You don't know why you're so nervous. It's just Yeosang. You've known him for almost five months. You've already been on a date with him. Two, if you counted the one time he came over and burnt made homemade pizza with you.

"You got this, sister. You don't have to be so nervous," she shakes you by your shoulders and tells you to, "snap out of it."

When you round the corner with Hiyyih, he doesn't even notice that she's there. All his attention is on you. He hasn't seen you for a few days and by God he missed you. You look so pretty and soft and you've clearly done yourself up to impress him.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"You look nice."You say as you take in his shaggy mullet, straightened down his neck. He has on a few dainty necklaces and a ring on his thick middle finger.

"You too, Petal." You hear Hiyyih squeak from her spot beside Kai, and your look over yours shoulder and give her a side-eye.

"We'll be on our way!" You grab Yeosang by his hand and all but drag him out of the Huening residence. You mumble a sorry about their weird behavior and pull him along as he laughs.

You had successfully completed your trip to the musical supply shop and made your way back to his apartment, now sitting down at the table with him as he flips through the book of songs.

"What about that one, do you know it? I've heard it a few times." You stop him at a particular song, tapping on the title.

"No, I haven't. Should I learn it?"

"I bet it would be beautiful," you smile at the thought, and he asks you to go and grab his violin from his bedroom. You've only been to his apartment thrice before, and it somehow means something to you that he trusts you to go into the place which is most him.

You grab the case from the chair in-front of his small desk and smile down at the picture he has of you and himself, taken by Soobin. It was taken after the concert, and he couldn't help himself but place the fond memory somewhere he could easily see it.

"Here you go," you snap it open and slide it in-front of him, besides the book. He offers you a smile and a forehead kiss, giggling as you pout when he pulls away.

"Will you warm up my fingers?" He asks shyly, but he knows you will. It's become a sort of tradition between the two of you. You take up his hand in both of yours and rub his highest knuckle gently.

"What did you think of the store?" You make small talk as you go from finger to finger, crouching beside his chair to get a good grip.

"I liked it. They have a lot. I don't think I've seen so much sheet music in my whole life. And for so many-sorry." He stops himself from ranting as he sees your growing smile.

You look up from his finger with a bit of wide eyes, "oh, my bad. My bad. That was just cute. I barely see you get so excited."

"Cute?"

"Mhm. You're so passionate about music. It's so... endearing? And not like, in the 'that's a weird little quirk that's not weird enough to call it weird but I need to let you know I find it strange way', in the 'oh, wow he's so interested in this and it's so refreshing to see someone st-"

He stops you with a quick kiss, smiling into your lips. He pulls away, leans back into his seat with a small smirk. "What was that for?"

"Just cute." He mimics your words form before and you drop his hand dramatically. He eyes you in his peripherals as he pretends to read over the notes.

"Yeo," you pout, leaning closer to him. "You can't just tease me like that."

"Can't I?"

"No, you can't! Give me a real kiss, Babe." The nickname slips past your lips before you have a chance to stop yourself. "Sorry, was that ok-"

He slips off his chair and falls ontop of you, wrapping his arms around you head and pulling you into his chest while you laugh. "Yeo!"

"Oh, Petal," he hums happily, "you have no idea how long I've waited for that!" He grabs your face between his hands and pulls you in to give you an aggressive forehead kiss, making it a point to make a smooching sound as he pulls away.

"Can I have a real kiss, then?"

It's small, almost fleeting. But his lips are so soft and warm against yours. You don't find yourself minding as he pulls away, leaning his forehead against yours. "My beautiful flower."

The next kiss is feverish, much like the one you shared in the library. Softly animalistic in the way your lips mesh together gently, but with the intent to devour one another. The way his tongue pokes out and slides against your lips is new, but you don't mind. You open up your mouth and let him in, moving your head slowly and wrapping your fingers up in his hair as he explores everything his tongue can reach. He moans into the kiss.

This feeling... this feeling. What even is it? He doesn't know and he can't bring himself to care as you maneuver into his lap and bring yourself closer. Just like how it always is: he's filled with a peace he's only ever know when he's with you. But as you start to moan back, that peace is mixed into a pot full of passion.

When you pull away to finally breath, you see the glaze in his eye. It's the darkest and most noticeable it's ever been. And he doesn't bother to blink it away or try to hide it from you. He looks right at you, letting you get a good look at how much you affect him.

"Is it too soon to say I love you?"

"No," you hum, tracing the collar of his sweater.

"I love you," he mumbles as you scoot away from him and stand slowly, leaving him on his knees below you. He looks up and follows your movements as you turn and walk away, making it a point to sway your hips as you look over your shoulder on the way to his bed room. He trips over himself as scrambles to his feet, all but running after you.

You've settled yourself on his bed, facing away as you move your hair out of the way of the tall zipper on your back. "Will you, Yeo?"

"Oh, Petal..." He crawls on the bed and comes up behind you, his hot breath fanning over you. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. Im sure. I'm really, really sure." He leaves a short kiss on the back of your neck, reveling in the way you lean closer to his touch as he plants his hand on either of your shoulders. "I wan... I wanna go further. Do you?"

"God, yes, I do." He slides one of his hands to the zipper and slides it down slowly, breath catching in his throat as it rolls past your bra and exposes it. He pulls it as far as it will go and then leans back as you let it pool around your thighs.

"Here," he softly pulls you up and out do the dress, laying you on his soft sheets. He pushes it off the bed and climbs over you, taking in every little detail and committing it to memory.

"You're so beautiful," he admits lowly. He's never seen someone so precious. He would scoop you up and keep you in his pocket if he could. "Could you- can you say it again?"

"Wh- Babe? So you liked it? That's okay?"

"Yes, yes," he whispers, holding you closer. "It's okay, it's so okay, Petal."

"Babe?" You test it out, grinning into his sweater. He purrs contentedly, stroking his hand up and down your side.

You stay there for a moment, basking in each others hold until you whisper. "Can I... Can I give you a hickey?" He grabs onto your hips in shock, looking down at you to see you staring at his neck like a sort of predator.

"What?" He needs to make sure he hears you correctly. There's no way you just out and said that... right?

"Please, Yeo. I want to give you a hickey."Yeosang has officially lost his self control, opening gawking at you as he bites his lip and thanks God he chose to transfer to your class all those months ago.

"You wan- You want to give me a hickey?"You nod, dragging your hands around his hips and caressing the small of his back. "You drive me crazy, Angel. You know that?"

You smirk up at him with a new found confidence. No body has ever shown so much unfiltered love and admiration towards you. Yeosang is the first who's ever loved you enough to stand up for you (besides they Huenings, but they stood up for everyone). He's the first person you've felt so deeply about. And you want to show him off to the world.

He straddles over you, knees on either side of your thighs and hands on the pillow besides your head. Your hands grab the edge of his sweater and you look up at him. "You can give me one, too."

He all but tears his top from his body, leaning back as he throws it to give you a view of his toned body. "Can I touch you?" You ask, nervous now that he's finally in front of you, now that it's so real.

You've been fantasizing about him for months, not that you would ever admit that out loud. Lusting after your senior before you were even friends? It was strange, sure- but you couldn't help it. Yeosang had burrowed his way into your mind since you handed him his book that very first day.

"Yes, touch me..." he looks down, eyes dark as they track your every move. "Touch me, please. Don't make me wait any longer, Petal." He's been wanting this for months. Not that he'd ever admit that out loud. Ever since he switched classes and accidentally sat in your seat. Chasing after your junior? Doing anything for her? Threatening people to stay away from her before you'd even kissed? He knew it was unhealthy. But he didn't care.

He really didn't care as your hands finally made contact with his stomach and roamed up slowly, avoiding his nipples and gently scratching down his shoulders. "You're so pretty, Yeosang."

The sound of his name falling past your lips makes him hold back a shiver, smiling down at you. "My pretty boy," you speak lowly, like you didn't even mean for him to hear it. But he did. And it lit the sparks in his stomach fully ablaze.

"Your pretty boy?"

"Huh?"

"I'm your pretty boy?"You can feel your face heating up, but you don't let it deter you as you lean up and wrap your arms around him and feel his smooth back. "Am I?" He asks, voice tight.

"Yes. My pretty boy...all mine." You claim before pulling him back down with you and latching your lips onto his neck.

He lets out a sigh, melting onto you and propping himself up on his forearms as he elbows give out. "God, oh my god." His voice is frenzied, wavering as he reaches his fingers out and catches your head in them.

You detach from his jugular with a little wet pop, smiling in bliss as you see the small mark that's forming from just the small amount of work you did. "More, Baby," he whispers into the pillow, breathing heavily as he tries to control himself. "Want more."

You comply, leaving opened mouth kisses all over the side of his neck and latching onto a spot just below his ear when he lets out a small moan. He tests the waters with a small grind down on your core, and when you moan against his neck and wrap your legs around his hips, he doesn't dare stop. You suck and suck away at his smooth skin, nibbling gently. He moans quietly into the pillow,rolling his hips lightly into yours as his blood rushes down.

Your tender biting makes his brain fuzzy, and he can't help but sigh contentedly as you continue rubbing up his back as you leave your marks. His heart is racing out of his chest, and he's shocked you haven't heard it with how close to his pulse you are. Your hands settle just above his hips, smirking as you slide one between you and dip your finger tips just into his jeans. "Fuck, fuck, please."

"Take them off, Babe," You whisper as you breath heavily onto his neck. The way your hot breath hits the cool saliva on his neck and the new nick name, it all makes his body feel light. He hurries away from you and stands up, unbuttoning his pants and kicking them away to get back to you as quickly as possible.

You smile at his eagerness, sitting up with your legs folded under you. He joins you again, copying your stance right infront of you as he smiles at you. He cups your cheeks and smooshes them together as he leans in and kisses you. Short and sweet.

"I want you so badly."

Your skin heats up at his confession, sucking in a breath before you even think of responding. "You got me."

He turns and hangs his legs off the side of the bed, then grabs you and leads you to sit on his lap, grinning up at you. "I got you," he says- like he can't believe it. "My flower, I got you." He laughs in disbelief, kissing down your jaw. "All mine." He licks a stripe up from you collar bone, making you shiver. "All fucking mine."

He wraps his lips on your skin and sucks harshly. You whine, grabbing onto his hands as they rest on your thighs at either side of him. His lips keep their suction as he parts his teeth, swirling his tongue around on your hot skin.

"Ah, Yeo!" You grind your hips down on him, groaning as the small button on his boxers grazes over your covered clit. You continue to mumble, drifting into meaningless nonsense as he slides his hands and grabs your ass through the fabric of your panties. His touch only serves to make you more and more worked up, grabbing his shoulders and digging your nails into them. He groans into your neck, pulling away to lean his head back in ecstasy while you swirl your hips on his covered cock.

You take the opportunity and weave you lips into his, smiling as you swallow up all of his small moans. You steady yourself with one hand on his shoulder as the other reaches between you. You take the button between your thumb and index, pulling away to look at him.

He says nothing, only nods and bites his lip as you slide the button undone. It's a bit strange to you, unfamiliar as you take him out and glance down. You never did anything like this with your past partners. But they weren't Yeosang. And you wanted to spend as much time as much time as you can with him. You want to be as close as possible. You want to become one with him.

When he notices your unsure of what to do, he takes your hand and brings it up to his mouth, letting spit dribble into your palm as you watch intently. He holds the back of your hand and wraps both of your hands around his girth.

He openly shivers at the feeling, and you can't help the small smile the tugs at your lips as you watch him closely. He mumbles under his breath, and you can't quite catch it. You lean forward and connect your foreheads, kissing his lips gently and pulling away quickly to get his attention.

He opens his eye and moans at the sight of you, hand tightening around yours over his dick. He keeps one hand planted firmly just behind him to keep him upright as you lick your lips.

"Just like this, Baby. Okay?" You nod with a small smile and lean into his hand as he wraps it in you hair.

You continue just how he showed you, sliding your hand over him with just as much pressure he left you with. His chest rises and falls heavily, eyes dropping as he keeps his gaze on you.

"So good," he praises, fueling the fire in your gut as he strums his thumb across your jaw. You break your eye contact and look down, getting a good view of him as your hand slides up and down slickly. He's big, but not intimidatingly so. He has a long, thick vein on the side of it which branches out. Your hands slows as you inspect it, feeling his breaths against your face.

You withdraw your hands and he watches your thumb run over it. "Oh my - God!" Your mouth waters at the sight of him twitching, cunt leaking as you hear his moans. You haven't been this worked up in your life.

"Can... I can- uh."

"What, Petal?" He asks softly.

"I want to suck you."Your low eyes meet his, wide once again.

"O-okay."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah- yes, Baby, yes."

You slip off of his lap and kneel between his legs, reaching up and grabbing the elastic band of his boxers. He lifts his hips and his heart swells at the way you look at him as you throw them to join your dress. He leans back on his hands, watching as your tongue falls from your lips. You leave a fat kitten lick from the middle of his length to his leaking tip. He bites back a moan as you swirl your tongue.

"Yeosang," you look up and ask, "do you want to be rough with me?"

"Are you sure?"

You nod enthusiastically. "We can start slow, and if it's too much," you think for a moment, "if it's too much I'll hit you a few times. Is that... is that okay? I want to make you feel good, Babe. You can be rough, I can take it for you."

"I don't deserve you, Petal." He scoots to the very edge of the bed and wraps both of his hands in your hair, pulling you up gently to give you a long kiss. "Too good to me." He lowers you back down to your knees and smiles sweetly before he speaks, "open up, Baby."

You drop your jaw as far as it will go, flattening your tongue as he inches his way inside of you. He moans as the warmth of your mouth envelops him, pulling you further and further onto his cock. You grab onto his knees and look up through your lashes to watch his lips part with a sigh.

"Doing so good. So good, Baby." You gag around him and he stops, sliding one hand down to your jaw and massaging gently. When your breathing even out he asks, "ready?"

You tap on his leg gently, following his lead as he buries his cock in the depths of your throat. He sighs deeply, committing the view to memory. "Fuck, Baby."

The tip of your nose presses against his smooth pelvis. Your lips stretched out around the base of him. One hand dipped in your panties, toying with yourself. Closing your eyes only to snap them back open and focus on him.

You must be a God. You have to be. You are.

His God.

"Look so pretty. My pretty girl."You swallow around him and he nearly ascends. "Oh, fuck!" He holds onto your hair tightly as you twirl your tongue around as much as you can. He uses it as leverage to pull your head back just a small bit, before slamming his tip to the back of your throat. You sputter around him, moaning and gagging and making a mess.

He continues to buck his hips into your warm, wet mouth, nearly panting as he uses his hand wrapped up in your hair to pull you closer. Your spit slide down your chin, soaking his underwear and making his shiver.

When your close your mouth just a fraction of an inch, the edges of your teeth scrape against his veins and he has you pull you away frantically.

You swallow thickly, rubbing his thigh. "Why'd you stop?"Your rasp, soothing the indents on his thighs.

"Gonna cum," he moans with eyes closed, mouth parted.

"Can I taste it?"

"Fuck, oh my God!" His arms give out as your words float around his mind, laying flat and moaning loudly as you wrap your hand around him. He feels like he could cry as you take his tip and suck it like it's the sweetest lollipop in the world.

"Ah- Oh, fuck!" He has a death grip on the sheets as you work him with one hand and slide the other up his clenching stomach. "Oh, please," he whispers, teetering on the edge of pure bliss. "Baby, please, don't stop. Don't stop! Fuck!"

It feels like he's died and gone to heaven as you continuously swallow up his release, moaning as the warmth settles in your belly. A string of broken curses leaves his mouth as he's dunked into a tank of pure pleasure. He needs you more than he needs oxygen. He doesn't bother to pull you away until it physically hurts.

"Fuck, Petal..." he huffs out, guiding you up and wrapping his big arms around you to pull you flat against his heaving chest. "So good." He feels almost numb, floating on a cloud of peace that only you can provide. It's the welcome feeling you always offer him, but it's multiplied by a hundred. Any doubt, any worry, any voice nagging in the back of his head- all of it is gone as you kiss him and let him taste himself on your swollen lips.

"I love you." He prays, eyes closed: that he will never have to live another day without you.

"I love you, Yeosang." Your voice is slightly hoarse, raw with both emotion and dryness, and your words make his heart skip multiple beats. He opens his eyes and sees yours right above him.

It's the first time you ever said that to him. He said it everyday. All day. Ever since he confessed to you. And to hear his words returned in earnest makes every thought fly away from his mind. He flips your positions and pulls you to the edge of the bed, reversing your roles from just a moment ago. He kneels in front of you like you are a precious, breathtaking, art.

"Please, please, let me make you cum, Baby. Let me eat you out, please!" He seems more desperate than you are, grabbing the little lace edge of your panties and begging for you to let him tear them away.

"Ye-" the second a single sound of confrontation falls past your lips, he has the garment thrown far away and has his mouth wrapped around your weeping cunt.

He dives right in, eyes closed in pure joy as your slick coats his tongue. He swallows it down like he's dying of thirst, with his mouth wide open, scooping up as much as he can with his tongue.

"Holy shit, Yeo!" He steadies himself by lifting the back of your thighs onto his shoulders, letting your legs dangle on his back as he pulls you inhumanly close. "D-don't stop, please!"

He would never dare. He hums into you and it brings you to a mumbling mess. He forces his eyes open as he places a finger at your entrance, watching for any signs of discomfort as he presses them in slowly. But all his finds is unfiltered pleasure as your back arches up and you throw your head to the side.

He moves it in and out slowly, giving it a few good moments before his middle finger joins it. When his palm connects to your dripping core, he can feel you clench around them. He curls them inside of you, smirking against you as your arms spread out beside you, one gripping at his pillow and the other at the end of his blanket.

When he spreads his fingers out inside of you, you nearly faint. Holding back a scream and looking for anything to hold onto as your hips jerk. Your fingertips find his pillow and bring it to your face, screaming into it to muffle yourself for the sake of his neighbors. He laughs against your cunt, pulling away with heavy breaths to speak, "is it that good, Petal?"

"Yeah," you groan from below the pillow, "so fucking good, Yeosang." His cock twitches to life between his folded legs as he hears your muffled praise. He knows exactly what you said, but he asks anyways, "what? Does it feel good, Baby?"

"Yes! Please, keep going, Babe! It feels so good, s' so good, I love it!" Content with the praise you've flooded him with, he slips his mouth lower. The tip of his tongue joins his eager fingers and his nose rests against your clit, making you moan every time he moves his head on the slightest.

You mind is gone by the time you realize. He's about to be the first man to ever make you cum. Wether its because you're so emotionally attached to him, or the way he's so feral to please you, you have no idea.

"Yeo!" You cry out, legs gaining a mind of their own and wrapping around his head. He doesn't complain, nor would he if he could. He only leans closer and looks up to watch your chest rise and fall violently as your reach your peak.

When he gets the first taste of it, he hums contentedly and it breaks the wall holding you back. You cum, and you cum hard. You subconsciously toss the pillow away from your face to get more oxygen and you meet his eyes- it feels like you cum again before it's even over as you see his eyes peeking out from being buried in your pussy. His pupils have completed taken over his brown eyes. His beautiful, shaggy blonde hair is stuck to his forehead with sweat. His hands dig into your thighs, the cold metal of his ring brings you back to Earth as you're tempted to float away.

You suck in a small breath and slump onto his bed, completely fucked out. His fingers leave you with lewd noise, and you can barely watch as he sucks them clean without combusting. When he's had his fill from there, he turns his attention back to your cunt as it drips slick onto his knees and slides to the floor. He kitten licks as gently as he can, holding your hips still as they twitch and writhe.

"Yeo, s'too much!" He pulls away with a small smile and climbs over you, "taste so good, Petal. I could get addicted if we aren't careful."

He scoots you up so that you lay in the middle of his bed, albeit sideways and with your feet dangling off the side. You swallow thickly, biting your lip as you look between you and see how hard he is. You know you want to keep going, and it's clear he does as well. But you can't take it just yet. So you grab onto his neck gently and bring him down to your face, face burning hot as you stick out your tongue and lap at his chin, cleaning up your own arousal.

He has to catch himself from falling straight onto you, making both of you laugh lightly.

"You want me to clean you up, Babe? I made such a mess on your face, m'sorry." No, you aren't. That was the best orgasm you've ever experienced. You can still feel your clit buzzing between your legs.

He hums in response, wrapping his arms around your head and letting you lick his chin, his jaw, his cheeks, his nose.

You smile up at him with your mission accomplished and push his hair back out of his face."Want you to fuck me now."

Again, he finds himself shell shocked. He wants nothing more than to oblige and fuck you silly. But he asks first, "are you on the pill?"

You stretch out your arm and show him the little bump on the inside of your bicep, "implant. Do you want to use a condom anyways?"

"No, do you?"

"Fuck, no. I want to feel you as close as possible."

"Good Jes- Baby, dotn talk like that, we'll never leave this room if you keep this up." He slides his hands to your thighs and spreads them, pumping his cock a few short times before he inches his way into you.

"Tell me of you want to stop," he whispers as he holds your hands at your hips, slowly sinking into you and stretching you out deliciously.

"Don't," you moan, licking your legs around him, "don't you dare stop." When his hips finally collide with yours, you both can't help the pornographic moans that rip though you.

You fit together so perfectly. Like no body has ever fit together before, like you must be the first to be so undeniably perfect for each other. Your warm, gummy walls hug him so beautifully, he fears he might go mad without you after feeling you so intimately. The tip of his cock rests right up on a spot that makes you feel dizzy. It feels so right. And so, so, so good. "Give me more, Babe."

He starts a languid, almost massaging pace, grinning like an idiot as he rests his head besides yours. "Why're you looking at me like that," you manage to ask between your deep breaths.

"Fucking love you." He states simply, letting go of your hands to caress your jaw. "And you feel so good." He kisses your shoulder, rolling his hips. "Can't believe I've got you all to myself." He draws out and pushes back in quicker, making you grab onto his shoulders, nails digging in deeply. "I'm so fucking lucky."

He stops as he sees your tears welling up. "Did I hurt you?"

"No! God, fuck," you wipe the wetness away aggressively, going back to holding him quickly. "I'm just so happy. I love you. I do." The tears you had just wiped away come back to mess with you. Yeosang wipes them away, cursing them for blurring your beautiful eyes. The kiss is soft. Almost ghostly in the way your lips graze together. "Keep going."

You wrap your arms around his back and latch on- legs and arms now keeping him close as he resets a tender pace. "Feels so good," you mumble against his lips, smiling as his forehead rests against yours. "Love it, love your cock."

He can only moan in response, lifting your shoulders gently to wrap his arms around them. Your chest presses against his, nipples pressed together and making the both of you groan at the friction. "Faster, Sangie." Before he even has a moment to register the new nickname, his hips respond for him, picking up the pace and building up a rhythm until his all but pounding into you. "Fuck, ye-yeah!"

He groans into your neck, eyeing the forming hickey. The next noise that comes from him makes your lists clench around him. He growls. "My Petal." "My girl," he speaks softer. "My fucking girl."

"M' gonna cum, Sang."

"Wait for me, Angel. Can you?" He looks up and you swear you see the Devil behind his lustful eyes.

He must be a Devil. He has to be. He is.

Your Devil.

"Yes, yes, I- ah!" Your hands find their rightful place on his shoulders, digging into the indents you've already left and making him hiss. You bite your lip, closing your eyes as your orgasm gets closer and closer with the way he's fucking you to another universe.

"Let me hear you, Baby."

"C-" Whatever words on your tongue fall short, cut by your loud moans as he reaches down and swirls on of his fingers around your sensitive clit.

"I can't, Yeo! I'm goi- fuck! I'm gonna cum, please, please," you grab at his head wildly, bringing his face right up to yours, "cum inside me. I want it! Want it so bad, Sangie!"

His unoccupied hand grabs yours and that's all you need to gush around him, cunt clenching and unclenching. Pulsing around him, trying to pull him inside you and make him apart of you. He releases deep inside of you, whimpering and closing his eyes as you cradle his face. You both stay there for what feels like hours, but in reality must have been only a few minutes.

When he pulls away, your legs fall limp and you groan at the ache in your hips. The warmth of his cum dripping out of you makes you shiver in his arms as he curls up next to you. You place your hand over his which rests on your sweaty stomach, "I love you."

"I love you... was I too rough?" He rubs circles on your hip bone gently, reveling in the way he can see his handprint in your skin.

"No, perfect." You lean into his warmth as your adrenaline settles. "Never," you laugh, "never been with some one so good. I feel fucking faded."

He laughs with you, sharing the sentiment and telling you that that's probably the hardest he's ever came. You laugh again, smiling over at him. He leans forward and leaves a quick peck on your lips, acting shyly like he wasn't just balls deep inside of you.

He rubs your hip, leaning in and kissing your neck before you pull his head away by his mullet. "If you get hard again, you're on your own. I love you, but I also love my ability to walk."

He chuckles, nodding. "Told you I'd get addicted, Petal."

"Have a good shower, Baby?" He asks as he hears your padded footsteps behind him.

"Your water pressure is amazing, I might have to move in." You toss fix up your wet hair as you sit across from him at the small table.

The sun is setting behind him through the cracked blinds, casting shadows on him. "Well, I'm not complaining but one Mingi gets home, he's be pissed I've found a new roommate."

He slides you a pair of chopsticks with a smile and takes in your appearance as you eat. You're wearing one of his orchestra shirts as a night gown, towel across your shoulders to catch the drips from your hair. You fumble a bit to get your chopsticks situated and take a big bite of the food he prepared. You look at home. Like you truly belong here infront of him. And you do.

"I love you, Petal."

You smile, swallow you food quickly and speaking as you gather up another bite, "so you've said." You offer him the bite, hand under the chopsticks as you hold it out. He leans in and takes it as you speak, "I love you too, Yeo."

Even if you don't... he'll make it so.

—

#kang yeosang #yeosang #ateez yeosang #yandere yeosang #ateez #yandere ateez #yander fic #yeosang smut #ateez smut #smut fic #february filth fest

[strlstlvr]

SUMMER TIME HIGH TIME, summer time with txt ♡

- it’s hot outside and the only thing you want to do is make memories with your favorite boy !

⋆·˚ ༘ * fluff, kinda crack lol

୨⎯ YEONJUN ⎯୧

- activity: cafe hopping and shopping!

- listen there’s nothing this man loves more than fashion and an iced americano on a hot day

- since the heat has just begun this calls for a shopping spree and he wanted to take you with him to spoil you with one as well

- “yeonjun-ah, you don’t need to do this i have my own money” “yeah but you only like to spend it on other people or our merch”

- yeah he got you with that one

- makes sure to pay attention to your body language

- ex. if you start unintentionally sighing, he’ll suggest sitting somewhere for a quick rest but if he notices your attitude completely change he’ll suggest going back home

- buys literally everything you touch with interest, defo buys something matching

- you guys leave the shopping center with so many bags in hand, yeonjun carrying them all of course

୨⎯ SOOBIN ⎯୧

- activity: ice cream date indoors!

- soobin is an introvert and any chance he gets he’s gonna stay inside, especially on a hot day

- “binnie it’s so nice outside! we should go enjoy the day!”, then he looks at you with puppy eyes “but i already set up the kitchen to look like an ice cream shop and bought a bunch of different flavors!”

- how could you say no to him?

- when you walk into the kitchen, behind the island is kai in the same outfit he wore in the loser lover mv, “hello welcome to kai’s ice cream shop! what could i get for you?”

- it takes everything in you not to laugh, the boy just looks so cute you wanna pinch his cheeks

- soobin leads you forward to look at the choices of ice cream, there are only two flavors, your favorite and his

- you both request your flavors and take your bowls to the table,, “i’m gonna leave now but let me know if you guys need anything else!” hyuka says leaving you two to yourselves

- once he’s out of view you finally let go of the laugh you’ve been holding in, “how did you convince him to do this?” “let’s just say i owe him a new plush”

୨⎯ BEOMGYU ⎯୧

- activity: late night drive singing your fave songs!

- hopping into the car with your favorite blanket in hand and beomgyu throwing the bag of snacks into your lap while climbing into the drivers seat, you settle in comfortably

-before putting the car in drive he puts on his playlist dedicated to these kinds of nights with you

- these songs range anywhere from musicals to txt’s own songs, but mainly including songs you love to hear him sing

- rolling down your windows feeling the cool summer’s eve breeze as beomgyu drives to nowhere you breathe in the feeling

- even though beomgyu is chaotic as shit moments like this with him are the ones that take away your worries and stress the most

- depending on the song, you usually don’t sing much, you’d rather listen to his calming and deep voice

- as the night progresses, you both begin to climb your sugar high and those calming moments before become the chaotic ones you’re used to

- “GYU PAY ATTENTION TO THE ROAD WERE GONNA CRASH” “IM SORRY BUT HOW COUKD YOU NOT HEAD BANG TO THIS SONG??”

୨⎯ TAEHYUN ⎯୧

- activity: swimming!

- taehyun’s favorite activity is swimming and the moment you decide to come with him he’s even more eager to get in the pool

- wether or not you decide to get in the pool, he still enjoys your company and never pressures you to get in though he will splash you here and there

- “y/n?” “sorry what?” yes, you zoned out checking him out, what else did you expect 🤷🏽‍♀️

- he reminds you of a little kid as he swims around with the biggest smile on his face

- now if you do decide to get in, he’d be so excited ready to show you any cool things he could do under water

- if the members did come along it’d be a chicken fight almost immediately, no doubt

- wether he’s on your shoulders or the other way around you guys stick together as a team to beat the other boys

- eventually the other boys get sick of the water and get out saying something about feeling like a prune

- “hey tyun, wanna play mermaids?” he does a quick sweep of the area making sure no members are near, “i’d love to play mermaids y/n”

୨⎯ HUENING KAI ⎯୧

- activity: drive in movie theater!

- kai is so bf!! the car you take is a borrowed suv and kai decorated it so aesthetically pleasing with plushies, blankets and pillows everywhere (100% looked on pinterest for inspo)

- you guys brought your own snacks and drinks and he somehow managed to hide a mini cooler in the seats????

- the movie you guys chose to watch was a horror movie so every jumpscare had kai hiding behind you

- “kai why did you choose a scary movie if you don’t like them?” “it was the only movie that looked interesting! i didn’t think it’d scare me this bad!”

- the suv is so comfortable you both actually end up falling asleep during the movie, only waking up to the sounds of the other cars starting up to leave

- “i can’t believe we slept through the movie” “i know, we should just have a sleep over in the back of the car”, that’s when you both look at eachother

- the next morning, you wake up to the rest of txt’s members knocking on the windows of the car interrogating you both as to why you fell asleep in the suv

a/n! i’m itching for summer to start where i live it’s still so cold and was literally snowing earlier this week😞😞😞

#STRLSTLVR ! - TXT<3 #txt fluff #txt fanfic #txt x reader #reader x txt #txt post #tomorrow x together #soobin x reader #soobin x y/n #choi soobin #soobin #soobin x you #yeonjun #choi yeonjun #yeonjun x y/n #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun x you #beomgyu #beomgyu x you #beomgyu x y/n #choi beomgyu #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #taehyun scenarios #taehyun imagines #kang taehyun #txt taehyun #taehyun fluff #heuningkai #heuning kai x reader

[inkovert]

sharing a snippet from a chapter I went back and rewrote a bit last night bc something about it felt ~off~ and I still can't decide if I like the changes I made or not but fuck it :)

Picking up a keychain from a nearby rack, I chucked it at him. 

His brows furrowed as it bounced off his chest. “What the hell was that?”

“Oh, my bad, I didn’t realize you could see me, you know, given the way you blew me off in the hall the other day.” He glared off to the side. “A bit rude, don’t you think? Did I piss you off that much at the dance?”

His jaw clenched. Still not meeting my gaze, he asked, “You lecture all your customers like this?” 

“Only the ones that act like immature jerks,” I shot back. 

His eyes finally flicked over to me. He bent over, picking the keychain I threw off the floor and returning it to its rack. “Overlook all past transgressions.”

My brows furrowed. “What?”

“Those were your words. The terms of the clean slate. You seem to think I owe you more than that.”  

I gritted my teeth. “Yes, Spencer, you’re right. I’m really asking for a lot by expecting to be given the time of day.” 

“That’s not what I mean.” He fiddled with the remaining keychains on the rack. “Your whole speech about us having some sort of understanding. For whatever reason, you refuse to admit the obvious.” His head turned and our eyes met. “We’re strangers to each other. I don’t know anything about you and you don’t know anything about me. A handful of arguments doesn’t change that.”

My lips parted, a surge of protest rushing to the surface. But it slowly subsided, my lips closing once more.

//

I grabbed a bag for his purchase, but he declined with a shake of his head. Swiping up the CD, I moved to hand it over to him, yanking it back just as he reached for it. 

He tsked, mocking me. “Now you’re just getting pathetic.” 

I frowned, grumbling as I handed the CD over. 

“The girl’s self-esteem is intact for one more day. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

I glanced over at Andy who, evidently having been watching us — or rather, Spencer — quickly averted her gaze. He had a point. And it surprised me that he’d gone out of his way to step in and help without being asked. 

Then, I replayed his words. “Wait, you did all that…for me?”

“Don’t read too much into it. Consider it an apology. For the other day.” He averted his gaze. 

He was about to walk off, but a simple sentence made him hang back. “You’re wrong, you know.” His brow twitched. “About us not knowing anything about each other.” How could he not see it? 

Palms flat against the counter, I leaned against them. “I know that you like Rock music — The Kooks, Rolling Stones, Crash Kings,” I nodded to the CD in his hand. “I know the glove compartment in your car is packed with CDs, and on a random night last September your favorite band was Nirvana. I know that every time I see you you have a different book in your hand, and the reason you enjoy reading so much is because it gives purpose to your meaningless, inconsequential life — your words, not mine. You own a phone so ancient I didn’t even know they still made it. When you don’t want to answer a question you either respond with a question or by avoiding eye contact, sometimes both at once if I’m lucky. And I know I saw you in a vulnerable state once and I’ve kept it a secret ever since. So, sure, they may have just been a handful of arguments on the surface. But we took something away from each one. At least, I did. So, between us, I don’t think I’m the one that’s refusing to admit the obvious here.” 

#wip: MDE #creative writing #original writing #writing community #writeblr #writeblr.fijhp #<-- haven't posted my writing in a while and figured I'd try that bad boy out

[smoshmonker]

wrote a somewhat sweet fic for my favorite smosh characters benny jean and cletus <3 (thank you to ana for encouraging me)

words: 876

If there was one thing Benny Jean loved in this world, it was his flamingo, standing proudly on the lawn.

There wasn’t much else. He never settled down, he hated loud music and all of the fancy, newfangled things that took the world by storm these days. In fact, most people annoyed him to no end. Most annoying of all, of course, was his greatest and only friend, Cletus.

Cletus was loud and stupid. Benny Jean could tell him something four times and it would go in one ear and out the other, which led to a lot of arguments, but Benny Jean could never bring himself to fight with him for long. No matter how old they got, Cletus’ eyes were always so bright and innocent. He looked up to him.

Staring up at the sunset, Benny Jean breathed in the early evening air. It had been a peaceful day with Cletus gone visiting his parents. Surprisingly, he found himself feeling a little uncomfortable with how quiet it had been, and even more surprisingly, found himself relieved when he could see a camouflage shirt appear in his peripheral.

“How’s it goin’, Benny Jean?” Cletus asked, sitting in his designated chair beside him. “Mighty nice night outside.”

“Yep,” he agreed, allowing himself one sideways glance for a moment before returning his gaze to the sky. It was streaked with purple, but would only stay that way for a few more moments before it became completely darkened. “How was yer trip?”

Cletus sighed, placing his hands in his vest pockets. He seemed to hesitate before continuing. “Same old. Ma still don’t like that I never found a nice wife, had kids. Pa was drunk the whole time I was ‘round. Barely got a thing outta him, besides…”

Turning his head, Benny Jean took Cletus in for a moment. He’d always known his relationship with his parents was rocky, but he didn’t usually talk about it. Quietly, he encouraged, “Beside what?”

“Callin’ me dumb, like usual,” Cletus responded, looking down at his hands in his vest pockets.

A string of curses ran through Benny Jean’s head at that moment. He was never good at this emotional crap, but he didn’t have a choice here. “He don’t know what he’s talkin’ about.”

Cletus frowned a little, perhaps confusion on his face as he looked up at him for the first time. “But, Benny Jean, you call me dumb all the time, too.” When he didn’t have an answer for that, Cletus sighed again. “Look, I know I ain’t smart. I just wish I didn’t hafta hear it from my own family.”

Slowly, Benny Jean tightened his grip on the armrest. There was a fire in his chest that he wasn’t used to, and it made him incredibly uncomfortable. “He don’t know what he’s talkin’ about,” he said again, more firmly this time. “You may be dumb, Cletus, but you ain’t stupid. All my ma ever talked about before she died was why I never settled down either, but ya know what? We don’t owe ‘em a damn thing! Just ‘cause they raised us don’t mean they get to choose what we do with our goddamn lives. And I choose to sit here, with you, and my pet flamingo.”

Cletus stared at him with his usual wide-eyed expression, but there was something more to it now. Perhaps it was the slight shine to them. “...You really mean that?”

“As sure as a hungry raccoon in a dumpster!” Benny Jean stared back at Cletus, then sighed. “And…I’m sorry for callin’ you stupid all the time. I didn’t realize it hurt ya.”

For a moment, the only sound between them was the sound of crickets at their feet. Then, Cletus broke into a wide smile. “Benny Jean, I think that’s the nicest thing you ever said to me!”

“Agh! Don’t get used to it, Cletus!”

As he was regretting saying it, however, he noticed Cletus’ smile turn a bit more genuine as he looked up at the darkening sky again. “For some reason, when you call me dumb, it don’t hurt as bad. I reckon it’s ‘cause you’re my best friend.”

The fire in his chest made Benny Jean’s heart skip a beat. “Best friend?”

“Yeah, best friend. Ain’t we?”

Biting down on his lip to hide his smile, Benny Jean looked up at the sky, too. “Guess so.”

Comfortable silence fell between them, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world. When familiar snoring filled the air minutes later, Benny Jean glanced over at his best friend, his head thrown back against the chair, mouth wide open, hands still loosely in his vest pockets. Knowing no one would see it, Benny Jean allowed himself to smile as he reached back to grab the blanket resting on the cooler. He got up, placing it around Cletus’ shoulders, who mumbled something about possums before returning to his snores.

Benny Jean sat back down, his gaze lifting up to a bright crescent moon. He’d wake him to go inside in a few minutes, but right now, he wanted to enjoy this peace.

Cletus was his biggest annoyance, but at the end of the day, he was also his very best friend.

#smosh #ian hecox #anthony padilla #that damn neighbor #benny jean #cletus #i know this is cringe but idc #they are special to me okay #besties #my post

[jellieclogs]

october media recap ✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

i love music, movies, tv, podcasts, games, books, and more. here's a recap of things i watched in october 2023!!

music ♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚

i've been really into more indie blues type music as autumn comes to a head, my playlist autumn girls this is for you has a bit more songs that i really associate with this season. anyway heres the list!

mitski - my love mine all mine

mitski - i'm your man

these two songs are phenomenal, as is mitski's album "the land is inhospitable and so are we" i actually wrote a brief analysis on my love mine all mine as a love song and breakup song. the feeling it invokes in me is second to none, what a beautiful song.

olivia rodrigo - lacy

sixpence none the richer - kiss me

jane remover - search party

searows - used to be friends

phoebe briders - moon song

iron & wine - flightless bird, american mouth

mazzy star - fade into you

sting - shape of my heart

yeule - software update

yeule - sulky baby

taylor swift - "slut!"

rachel chinouriri - maybe i'm lonely

emile mosseri - jacob and the stone

i actually listen to this song to fall asleep, but i can assure you that i also cry every time i watch those videos on the internet with this song playing in the background. it perfectly encapsulates a feeling of hope and loss. beautifully done. minari was a phenomenal as a (real) movie lover, i love when movies have tracks like this that so clearly stand out from the soundtrack and score.

movies 🎞️✮⋆˙

i haven't watched as many movies as i'd have liked in october, it has been an emotional month to say the least. but, now im on anti-depressants so our regularly scheduled slaying is back. movies will be rated a 1-5 star based on how much i enjoyed it! and NO NOT EVERY MOVIE IS FROM THIS YEAR OR EVEN THIS DECADE <3

talk to me (2022) ★★★★

pearl (2022) ★★★★

the invisible man (2020) ★★★★

child's play (1988) ★★★★

doctor sleep (2019) (fucking insanely good) ★★★★★

bodies bodies bodies (2022) (so camp??) ★★★

call me by your name (2017) ★★★★

silence of the lambs (1991) (this is a perfectly made film. argue with the wall!) ★★★★★

and thats about it, i genuinely have been too busy with school to watch as many films, still have not seen barbie or the fnaf movie because im so busy and too broke to go to the movies constantly LOL. however, i will say what my favorite youtube video topics are currently in my honorable mentions section!!

honorable mentions ˙˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚

my current fave youtubers or streamers :3

dead meat (james and chelsea constantly demonstrate a genuine love for horror and have recently been branching out to video games amidst the SAG strike! love them and their work so much, they have definitely made me into more of a horror movie buff)

wendigoon (i will listen to this man talk about anything, but he constantly raises the bar with how informed he is on topics. he just likes to talk abt weird shit and thats really neat idk)

supertf (ive been watching this guy for over 5 years he is still the funniest ow streamer out there sorry)

kyedae (she is rlly funny and even though valorant is boring to watch i watch her play mostly, however i LOVE when she does variety or horror its so funny how scared she gets)

jacksepticeye (watching him play spiderman 2 bc i don't own a ps5, BUT ALSO sean just has the best playthroughs of games like this. love his takes on the game!!)

mike's mic (olivia wilde nodding gif like if you get it you get it!)

games im playing right now :3

the sims 4 (do i need to explain this rlly... i have 2000 hours on sims... currently building a tiny town for the new expansion pack :3 pics here)

sun haven (started playing with my bf, feels like stardew valley with a bigger world and more things to do! i HATE the fishing mechanic. it is not for me babes)

valorant (playing occasionally as i am not very good, but i have alot of skins so yipee)

overwatch (i have 1600 hours in the game unfortunately. addiction is real guys)

fall guys (just recently started playing with my friends again, idk why anyone wouldnt want to play this its free and fun. theres a hatsune miku skin in the game like CMON)

genshin impact (im actually really invested in fontaine's story, if i had multiple hours a day to game i would do all the story quests and things but again, im so b u s y. still farming for arataki itto, pls come home)

bloons td6 (i've somehow racked up 60 hours on this game...its so fun...i love it...)

lastly, my october hyperfixation was...

horror movies and true crime!! i watched over 100 hours of movies, video essays, podcasts, and documentaries relating to horror and true crime. i'm officially burnt out of it though, so i will be back next month to once again happily share my interests!! byeee

- jane ⋆｡° ✮

#media review #movies #music #gaming #october recap

[pastelwitchling]

Michael Guerin Week Day 5

Michael had always loved music. Until Alex had come along, he’d never even considered having a favorite kind. And then Alex sang for him, and nothing else compared. The only problem was that Alex knew Michael loved music just as much, and so he insisted every chance he got that Michael sing for him.

And yet, much like Neil Patrick Harris never got caught in a bad picture in How I Met Your Mother, Alex had never been able to get Michael to sing a single note.

“My voice sucks,” he’d said blatantly. “I just got you. I’m not risking a divorce now.”

To which Alex would scrunch his nose, probably in an attempt to seem annoyed, but he’d end up looking so cute that Michael would grab his face and smother him with kisses instead.

Sometimes Alex would settle for Michael’s kisses, sometimes it took a more handsy approach, and sometimes, he stayed true to his military resilience and remained relentless in his pleas.

“Just one song!”

“No.”

“One line!”

“No.”

“Hum for me then!”

“Not gonna.”

Such was the case one particular night as their conversation during dinner led, once again, to how Michael never sang, and Alex begged until they were on the couch, the TV on and playing some rerun of Indiana Jones.

Alex slumped on the couch, facing Michael. “You played for me at our wedding!” he complained.

“Exactly,” Michael shrugged a shoulder. “And you didn’t need to hear me sing then either, did you?”

Alex worked his jaw, glaring at Michael. “Don’t make me say it.”

“Say what?”

“Something ugly.”

“Like what?” Michael demanded, smirking as he faced Alex. “What could you possibly say to get me to sing?”

Alex’s gaze was intent. Any other time and Michael might’ve noticed the intensity there. “You won’t like it.”

“Won’t like what?”

Alex swallowed, as if bracing himself. “This is your last chance. Sing one song for me, or . . . I say it.”

“Say what?”

Alex huffed, and his glare faded to something truer, sadder. “That after your hand first healed, I wasn’t the one you played in front of.”

Michael faltered, all trace of humor gone.

Alex looked down, cheeks red, ashamed. He tugged on Michael’s sleeve. “Y-You owe me this one thing.”

Michael’s shoulders fell. He probably should’ve been angry or annoyed or hurt, but all he could feel was warmth and love. All he could hear was Alex’s sorrow and pain. “Baby . . . is that what this is about?”

Alex settled into the couch with a sigh, hanging his head back and staring at the ceiling. “Maria got to hear you first . . . Bonnie was the first person you ever taught a song to. . . . I hate that there’s so much of you I didn’t get first. I hate that I’m . . .” he scoffed, all the self-loathing and embarrassment Michael knew he felt in that one sound. “Not special.”

“Not special?” Now it was Michael who turned to face him. “Are you kidding me? Alex, you know why music means so much to me? Because it’s our first good memory together. Music’s how we met.”

Alex looked to him, his eyes glassy. “Really?”

His voice cracked, and it echoed in Michael’s heart. He knew how much he hated any reminders of what Alex and Forrest had done together, how Forrest had helped Alex in a way Michael never could just by being a little more patient for him. He hated that feeling, he hated the insecurity that threatened to overwhelm him sometimes, and he hated more than anything that Alex felt an inkling of that.

He took Alex’s hands in his. “At first, music was just a way to quiet the noise. Then it became a part of me because it reminded me of you. When you were all I wanted and I couldn’t have you, or I thought I couldn’t, I turned to music. I didn’t play for the first time to Maria, and I didn’t teach Bonnie a song. I just wanted to play music because it was the closest thing I had to you. You think I knew or cared who else was around?”

Alex huffed a wet chuckle, wiping his eyes with his forearm. “You must think I’m pathetic.”

“Not even close.” Michael leaned in and kissed his cheek. “I think you’re cute.”

Alex smiled, and rested his head on Michael’s shoulder, hugging his arm. “And if you ever do feel like singing?”

“You would be the only one I’d ever sing to, Private,” Michael promised quietly. “No one will ever get all of me like you do.”

***

To my favorite cowboy, now and forever, always ❤

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[actually-autisticc]

My thoughts on the Super Mario Movie

My autistic ass needs someone to talk to about this film and I have nobody. I know I don’t post as often anymore on here but I need to let this energy out. Here’s what did work and didn’t work

What did work:

the animation: DAMN. It looked amazing. I loved how smooth they looked on screen and the details of the character models, the background, etc. You can tell they put a lot of love into it. It felt so nice to see our favorite video game characters on screen like this. All of the references were such a joy to find and recognize. It’s also crazy that Mario came from being an 8bit model to this glorious, detailed, 3D model. And some scenes “camera” moved in a way that would be in a game. When Mario and Luigi were on their way to their first plumbing job, the “camera” moved sideways as the first Mario games were side-scrolling. When Toad and Mario were heading to the castle and poor Mario was being thrown around, the “camera” moved around like I guess the newer games? I mean it looked like Super Mario Odyssey but there could be other games, I haven’t played every single one (now I want to). Really cool attention to detail. My autistic ass loves attention to detail. The models looked good as well like Bowser’s scales and the brothers’ clothing. Funny how 3D animation wasn’t as detailed before like with Veggietales and Toy Story 1 but now we have HAIR. You get it.

The music: Some parts hit, some didn’t. I loved the orchestral remixes of our beloved songs. When the kart scene came on, I immediately recognized the music and felt PUMPED, especially when they were making the karts and I heard the Mario Kart 8 theme. I wanted to jump out of my seat but couldn’t cause I didn’t wanna be weird. Hearing the theme songs as well felt satisfying. It scratched that itch I didn’t know I needed to be scratched. I found myself listening to the soundtrack right after. I’m glad they chose 80’s songs rather than fucking Doja Cat or whatever but it still threw me off hearing Take On Me, Holding Out for a Hero, and Mr. Blue Sky. (Cmon Shrek did Holding Out better. No topping it) As much as I love those songs, I remembered that this is an Illumination movie so of course they’d have popular songs. If they left the pop songs in the human world and kept the Mario songs in the Mushroom kingdom, etc, it would’ve made a little more sense. No Sleep til Brooklyn was good tho, made sense cause they live in Brooklyn and they were in the human world.

Chris Pratt: Yes, I know everyone was skeptical of Chris Pratt playing Mario. I love Chris in Guardians of the Galaxy as Peter Quill so I didn’t have much doubt but since he is a celebrity and you know how movies these days (mainly Illumination) love to get big names in their films. I wasn’t disappointed. He was good, not bad. As much as I love Martinet’s iconic Mario, I don’t think I’d be able to handle hearing it the whole time. It’s iconic but let’s be real hearing “let’s-a-go!” the whole time is a bit jarring. Mario’s from Brooklyn so that’s what Chris tried. And his Wahoo! was good! You knew he didn’t want to ruin this character because of how much it holds. He TRIED. And Martinet as Giuseppe saying “it’s a perfect!” Felt like he was sharing the torch with Chris. He squished all the critics doubts by saying “he’s Mario too, it’s fine. Deal with it.” Hearing the voice made me smile so wide, it was like hearing an old friend. I think he even said that doing Mario’s voice too much hurt so we don’t want him to feel any pain for our sake! We all owe Chris an apology. You did great bro

Seth Rogan: I love DK. He’s big, loud, goofy, and strong. Seth did that right and honestly idk who else would play him. Hearing Seth’s iconic laugh made me laugh, idk who can hate it. It fit DK as it kind of…sounded ape-like? The whole fight between Mario and DK was straight out of a game. I loved the interaction between DK and Mario. They’re enemies at first but soon, they respect each other as in the games. I wish that wasn’t the whole character development between two characters in the movie, I wish it was Mario & Luigi, Mario and toad, or Mario and Peach. Hell, even Mario and Bowser. But this is only the first movie so we’ll see more

Anna-Taylor Joy: not much to say about her. I think Peach was fun and I’m glad they didn’t go the “damsel in distress” or “girl boss” route. I’m tired of woke. We get it, we’re becoming SOMEWHAT better in terms of shit like that but god we don’t need it every time. Peach was a badass, she cared for her kingdom and subjects, and she was sweet. That’s Peach! It wasn’t the “I don’t need no man” or forced relationship with Mario and that was good. I loved Peach’s racing outfit too and all the power ups. Peach was awesome, I’m glad they didn’t ruin her

Charlie Day: I haven’t seen much of him but wow I loved his Luigi! I always loved Luigi, he was always the b guy and he deserves a lot of love. He’s adorable. I wish Luigi had more of an interaction with Bowser. We could’ve gotten a lot of funny scenes with them together (of course it’d be fuel to the shipping fire) and it was cut too short. I mean, bowser didn’t need MUCH from Luigi, he just needed information so it wouldn’t make sense why he’d keep him around when he could throw him in the dungeon with Luma, the penguins, etc. And the whole thing with Mario and Luigi “sticking together” was nice but…they weren’t together AS much? Yes, Bowser kidnapped him but idk it didn’t really feel so emotional. Their team up at the end was amazing of course, had the biggest smile with the star music on. Luigi must be protected

Keegan-Michael Key: His Toad was good! Kind of wished we saw more of Toad and Mario together but he was the comic relief. Sucked he wasn’t in it as much but maybe next movie.

Jack Black: MY MAN. GOD HE KILLED IT. Was that any surprise? No, everyone knew Jack was gonna bring his a-game and he did. Bowser’s singing was amazing, I was cracking up during that scene. PEACHES PEACHES PEACHES aah it’s good. I loved how Bowser went from his usual scary self to a big sweetheart who just wants to love someone. Yea, he did threaten to kill Peach’s kingdom if she didn’t marry him but hey he said he wouldn’t if she agreed! You can absolutely tell Jack loved his role and that’s so important in movies for it to turn out well. Honestly, I’d say Bowser was my favorite in the whole movie! (Ngl, Bowser kinda..) Bowser was intimidating at parts, especially with Luigi. He was a lot scarier than I remembered and damn he is a power house. Im surprised that I didn’t see him utilize his shell and spin with it but whatever.

The story: yes there wasn’t much of a big plot. Do I care? Not really. It’s Mario! You don’t really need a plot per se because you already know the characters, you know the concept of Super Mario. To me, it was as if I was playing a really well animated game. It was fast, fun, and left me with a warm fuzzy feeling. The plot WAS Bowser coming, Mario and Luigi starting a company and not feeling like they’re on top. You don’t need a different story with Mario. Yes, this movie wasn’t on the level of Into the Spider-Verse or Puss in Boots like we were expecting but it didn’t need to be. I had a great time with a story or not

The sound effects: god, the little kid in me wanted to SCREAM. It felt so satisfying to hear all the sounds we hear in the games from hitting a shell, hitting the mystery box, or landing on the flag pole at the end of a level. They really hit the nail with them. And Luigi’s ringtone was GameCube!!

Oh yeah I loved Kamek’s voice. He sounded exactly how I pictured it. He was great. Loved the scene of him dressing up as Peach and getting ANGRY that he didn’t kiss Bowser

What didn’t work:

The slow motion moments: this was when I remembered “oh yea, illumination made this.” Some of the moments were fine with Mario giving Peach a side eye (with rizz). That was funny. But all the other times, it felt like the screaming goats in Thor Love and Thunder. In other words, it was used too much. To me, the slow-motion parts are just “haha, their voice is deep and slow. They move slowly. Haha funny joke.”

The songs: I did say the songs worked but they didn’t at the same time. I LOVED hearing all the familiar songs and sounds from the games. I liked the 80’s songs as Mario was made in the 80’s but it didn’t fit movie. As I said, it would’ve been better if they kept the 80’s songs in the human world and the Mario-esque songs in the Mushroom Kingdom, etc. But Illumination has gotta…illuminate I guess

The pacing: I felt like it was TOO quick. They go from Mario ending up in the Mushroom Kingdom and he finds Toad with barely an introduction and they rush to the castle. Then Mario finds Peach who just so happens to be going to the same place at the right time. There wasn’t enough time to breathe and there could’ve been so many good character interactions and development if they made it longer. We could have had more of Bowser and Luigi, Mario and Toad and Peach. I mean there are lots of characters and they have yet to introduce Yoshi, the Koopalings, and Daisy so hopefully it will be better in the second.

Illumination: I’m not too crazy with this studio. I love Despicable Me 1&2 but the rest are just meh. There were moments in the movie that were just so like this studio that it somewhat felt weird. The plumbing scene was funny but I think that is a good example. The whole thing with the dog being malicious was an Illumination thing. So were some of the models of the humans. The songs. Idk. If this movie was made by another studio like Dreamworks or Sony, maybe it would’ve been better??

Overall, I’d give this movie a 7.5/10. It had great moments and a lot going for it but there is still room for improvement. And that’s completely okay because we still have another movie. We only saw these characters on screen for ONE movie so there’s still more to be seen. I say fuck the critics, they don’t know what they’re talking about. This movie didn’t need to be woke or whatever. It almost didn’t need a plot. This movie was such a beautiful love letter to all of the Nintendo fans and I was smiling the entire time. They knew not to make it flop because of how iconic and beloved Mario is. I felt like a little kid again as I watched my favorite video game characters on screen and now I feel the need to play my Wii or switch. I look forward to seeing what they do in the next film.

TLDR: go see it. It’s a lot of fun

Also LET ME VOICE YOSHI I CAN DO HIS VOICE. IM GOING TO BE ON A TEACHER’S SALARY IM GONNA BE BROKE

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