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ynsvnte · 2 months

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Dreamlessness — Nishimura Riki

Genre: fluff. Est. Relationship wc: 603 warnings: hugging, kissing, swearing pairing: bf!niki x gn!reader

Synopsis: You find a park you used to visit as a kid as Niki begs you to play with him you get a bit distracted.. and scared.

Sing along at Lispenard St. (Series Masterlist)

Hand in hand. You and Niki walk down the street of your hometown. So many memories were made here. You see the old playground you used to visit all the time as a kid.

“Hey Niki..” you tapped his shoulder. Gaining his attention.

“Yeah?” He asked. You signaled your arm to the park which made him gasp. He smiles before dragging you by your arm over to the park, he notices it’s empty. No children, yet again it is late at night no child would want to play in a lonely park in the dark.

“Ayee yn you should push me!” Niki said while taking a seat on the swing. You sigh before going behind him and start pushing him. “You’re lucky I love you. Or else I wouldn’t be doing this.” You were able to push him, but struggled slightly… “Tskkk…yn try harder!” Niki complained. You sigh again, this boy.. “no.” You said blankly. Niki slightly turned his head at you, giving you a side eye. “Oh so that’s how you wanna play..” Niki got off the swing and started walking away, which you didn’t notice since you were distracted by your phone. That’s until you look up and see Niki nowhere to be found. You get a little worried and call for him.

“Niki!! Are you still here?” You said softly it was dark so you kind of felt a bit uncomfortable alone. “Hello..?” You looked around you. Trying to find Niki. Yet there was no sign of him nowhere. You tried just one more time but still nothing… You walked away a pretty good distance from the park and the street lights are what are only providing you with any light. You pulled out your, not before checking your surroundings. You call Niki hoping he’ll answer the phone. Nothing… you don’t hear another phone from afar. Did he actually leave you alone.. You started getting scared.. Niki wouldn’t joke like that right..?

Or he would..maybe..maybe you're just overthinking. You mentally wanted to punch yourself for getting distracted. That’s until you feel a pair of arms wrapped around you. Your first instinct was to scream, but unfortunately a pair of hands made you quiet down. You hear the man say.

“Shhh..” trying to quiet you down. Why did Niki not have to be here? That’s when the man turns you around and you look up to see Niki. Your eyes widened. You slightly push him off you.

“Niki what the hell…” Niki could only laugh.. “S-sorry baby…” Why is he laughing? This isn't as funny as you thought. You just thought you were about to be kidnapped. Niki calms down from laughing then tries to pull you into a hug.. but you back away from him. Clearly upset with him. “Don’t.” You said firmly.. Niki only sighed before grabbing you by your arm and pulling you into a tight hug. “Don’t be mad at me.. you can’t..especially after what you did you tried ‘breaking up’ with me. Oh…yeah… but he didn’t have to go THIS far. You didn’t say anything, only letting him hug you. Niki doesn’t let go, only facing down at you and plants a kiss on your head.

“Please don’t be mad, please…I’ll buy you anything you want…” He begged.. you hate when he does this knowing how to get you to forgive him. Even when you're “very upset” with him. You can never be mad at him.

“Fine” finally Niki got the response he wanted. Niki starts giggling..

“Thank you…” he kisses your cheek before running away. You stand in place before chasing him.

Author’s note: I had to rush this bc I couldn’t do it anymore and I have major writers block rn and I’m desperate to see my bf thanks 🙄😁

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turvi · 10 months

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id like to request an older!remus x wife involving them waking up together on a rainy Saturday morning 🥹

Ayee thank you so much for this request I hope you enjoy this.

Remus was up before Y/n, enjoying the sound of the rain pattering against the roof and the feel of the cold wind. He loved it when the sky wasn't too dark. And the rain wasn't too heavy.

He saw Y/n sleeping peacefully by his side. She looked so beautiful, but Remus wanted to share this peaceful moment with her. So he woke her up in the most chaotic way.

Remus blew raspberries on her shoulder. He smirked when he heard her groan. When they had first started dating 10 years ago, he would wake her up like a gentleman would. With sweet kisses. Now Remus couldn't help but be annoying to her after they had spent so many years together.

"I'm up...I'm up." Y/n's voice croaked. She opened her eyes to see Remus smirking.

"Morning dove, look, it's raining."

Y/n looked at him in disbelief. "You woke me up to see rain?"

"Yeah, look, it's such pleasant weather. I want to enjoy it with my wife." Remus said, kissing her neck and shoulders, knowing she would melt.

His breath tickled her neck, and she was no longer groggy and pissed. Y/n let Remus tug her closer to him. His stubble pricked against her skin. She gasped. "Growing a beard Mr Lupin?"

Remus smirked and ran his hand across his stubble. "Well, you did say beard might look nice on me, Mrs Lupin."

Y/n leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Are you trying to seduce me?"

She gasped when he pushed her back gently and got on top of her, his nose touching hers. "Maybe I am. What will you do about that, Mrs Lupin?" He loved calling her that. A part of him still couldn't believe this was real. That she chose to spend her life with him.

"Remus, we will get late if you don't stop." she giggled as he continued to kiss her neck and collarbone.

"Just 15 more minutes."' He mumbled against her skin.

..............................................

2 hours later, the couple held each other as they regained their breath. Y/n lightly smacked Remus' arm, which made him jolt. "You said 15 minutes."

Remus smirked at her breathless sight and shrugged. "oops. Let me make it up to you. How about round 2?"

Y/n scoffed and hit him with a spare pillow. In reality, she was just glad to see Remus happy and healthy. The war had taken a nasty toll on him, and Voldemort was growing in power and she was worried whether she and Remus would be able to see each other again or not.

This led them to get married while the war was going on because if their life was ending now, at least they spent it together, in each other's arms.

Y/n thanked the stars that she could see his bright smile again, hear him laugh, trace his scars, and let him know she loved him in this life and the next.

She wanted nothing else, but to be his forever, and Remus needed nothing else but her to be his side.

Remus was so thankful for her that he kissed her again, the kind of kiss you feel in every essence of your living, the kind of kiss that reminds them that it's over and they have each other again.

He leaned back. "Stay here. Let me make you breakfast." Remus didn't move until he drew circles on her hip and cheek, feeling her skin and taking a deep breath his heart reminding his mind she is here.

Y/n smiled "ok...but I will make tea. You add too much sugar."

Remus chuckled as she followed him to the kitchen, quickly preparing their breakfast to enjoy it in each other's presence.

A/N: I hope you like this. REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED

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gabbasposts · 6 months

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]You look like…[

Star Wars: Anakin, Luke, Kylo, Han x Reader

Warnings: Language, slightly suggestive but no smut, personal cringe because yes 😂 a lot of use of the word “slut”

Gifs not mine

A/n: Basically another crack-fic 💀 telling the Skywalker and Solo boys they look like whores basically 😂 also ayee I finally attempted to write for the Solo’s so I hope I did a decent enough job because I’m going to be honest, I’m still not caught up with Star Wars 🤡 I finished the first three movies, and got a few comics, but I decided to spoil myself a bit to write for Kylo so yeah 💀

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Anakin:

The moment he hears your voice from the door way, he whips his head around immediately, giving you an questioning look.

“What did you say?” He ask, wanting to make sure he heard you right the first time.

“You look like a slut.” When you verify your words, his eyes narrow in on you.

But then he notices it… your lip twitching as you fight the urge to laugh at your own words.

He can’t believe you just called him that.

Like it’s the first time he’s genuinely been gobsmacked by something you’ve said to him and he can’t help but to let out a small chuckle before he starts to approach you, his open robe moving with him as he comes to stand closer to you now.

He wears a smirk on his face, his eyes dark as his fingers tilt your chin up.

“You want to talk about sluts, love? Because we can definitely talk about it if that’s where you want to take this…”

Luke:

Deadass makes this face 🤨

“How? My shirts buttoned up, I’m not walking around like Han.”

Now it’s your turn to raise an eyebrow. (Or not because let’s be honest… we knew he had a little crush on him, they even supposedly had a kiss scene 💀)

When he realizes your joking, and simply poking fun at his tight pants, he rolls his eyes at you, grinning and blushing slightly before his eyes find yours.

“At least I’m a high charging looking one.” He definitely becomes so smug about it once he realizes you meant it as a compliment.

Will one-hundred percent ask you from that point on as a joke, whenever he isn’t dressed in his Jedi robes if his outfit looks slutty enough.

And if you say no, he changes. 😂

Han:

“At least I don’t look cheap.”

He immediately answers back before continuing his task.

Not before giving you this side-eye glance like “you already knew this.” 💀

Safe to say, even if you meant it in a positive, funny way, you’re not the first to have called him that but he loves it regardless.

I mean, you really tried to call this alleged womanizer a slut and expected him to bulge?? Think again 😭

Will start saying smart ass shit like, “What’s you fee?” While grinning like an ass if you wear something that shows a bit more skin then usual.

Honestly though, he loves the fact you can joke about it because the actuality of it all is that he IS a slut 😂

Kylo:

He can see and tell your joking but, really? 😒

Unlike his father and grandfather, he immediately fixes you with a narrowed eye glance.

Him… a slut, of all things. (“Maybe in bed” he can’t help but to think, but right now??)

“I don’t talk about you whenever you wear sudden things you like to train in with.”

Nine times out of ten, because he’s the only one you train with when he deems your outfit too much.

Definitely switches it around and starts calling you that, but of course he means it in a joking manner like you do.

Like his dad though, he does it in such a discrete, yet degrading manner as well 💀

If he’s wearing the full suit, helmet and all, he’ll call you over (immediately getting the attention of everyone around because “Uh-oh, what’d she do?”)

And will just lean down close to your ear and say something like, “Change now, or I’ll make you sit on my lap at the next briefing and let everyone see…”

If you do call him a slut again, he can only approach you with a stone-faced resolve, before grabbing you and leading you into his room where you two won’t be seen for a while.

If you saw a slut by him simply standing their shirtless, he was going to make you see a slut ten times more in him. 🥵

#luke skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #han solo x reader #kylo x reader #luke skywalker smut #anakin skywalker smut #han solo smut #kylo ren smut #gabbasdumbthoughts #star wars smut #not really smut just supper suggestive because I had to get this out of my system 😂

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yveaart · 10 months

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girlfriend application

heeseung x reader

genre : fluff,

synopsis : heeseung who swore to be happily single soon felt the loneliness of being alone, dealing with his college life his friends caught the message making an obnoxious application for his "potential girlfriends"

warnings : HEESEUNG. he is a warning himself.

another sunday in the sun as heeseung was enjoying his walk in the park during the weekends, people passing him by, soon realizing that the people would come in pairs with a love-dazed grin in their faces, and there he was— alone with a bag of groceries to bring home.

reaching his doorstep taking out his keys just to enter to a living room filled with people

"are you guys seriously making my house our hang out area" he stated in a sarcastic manner soon filling the area with silence when no one chose to answer him.

he sighed heading his room dropping his bag down by his desk. he laid down his bed laying his stomach opening his phone soon shining light across his face, "tinder" he laughed on how miserable it looked.

he never felt the need to have a partner until now. he soon started swiping people off his screen somehow not finding anyone who piqued his interest

"hyung?" seeing his friend jungwon greeting him in surprise.

realizing the invasion he quickly hid his phone behind him swiftly while sitting up looking up at the latter.

"y-yeah?? what's up?" his voice barely achieving a steady rhythm. jungwon smirked at him.

"hyunngg~, i saw that" he quickly ran outside alerting the others of what he saw.

"GUYS HEESEUNG HYUNG IS GOING THROUGH TINDER!" he cheered as his dimples has shown through his face with delight.

heeseung quickly following after, his face dropped, it was too late, and there was no way he could cover it up. the others were quick to tease him about it.

"ayee, hyung we could've find one for you than those fake accounts who just takes up your money" ni-ki said walking to heeseung with a smug smile displayed.

heeseung looked plainly at the youngest, he knew that this would be held against him for as long as they will remember. "you don't know my type, it would be embarrassing asking up girls to date me, it's making me seem pathetic"

"yeah yeah, we won't just ask random girls anymore" sunghoon reassured with a smug smile, he was definitely formulating something dangerous. "we'll just have to figure out who wouldn't find it pathetic" he muttered quickly.

what was that supposed to mean.

another day of class, but this one's different, heeseung had to go to the campus alone. what sort of sorcery woke his friends up and get early to class.

he was approaching the entrance as he saw 6 familiar people swarming around handing out papers to the students.

was there a project to be done? they have never been this willing to help out, some of them were part of the student council so he didn't queried anymore.

he went to jake, he was standing by the table, dividing stacks of paper.

"what project is this?" heeseung asked reading into the sheet— GIRLFRIEND APPLICATION???

jake clearly didn't have to answer his question, he just grinned at him. the thought of them doing this actively could go very wrong or unexpected, but definitely did it to tease heeseung.

at this moment he didn't know what to feel, in fact he was feeling to many emotions at once its as if his feet were screwed onto the floor.

"i- WHAT" he said looking at all his friends. he wanted to take back all the printed copies of whatever this bullshit is right into his hands, but no, he was silent again. the people around him looking at him worriedly as they passed by.

he went on with his classes that day, it was unbearable. his classmates, even random people he didn't know was smiling at him oddly as he passed by.

he thought that it was the only thing that he would have to manage but later on he felt more followed, some familiar faces suddenly walking around behind him. letters on his desks, food at his lunch table.

he made it. through the day atleast.

he didn't want to be anywhere his friends' wonky minds, so he went home early brushing of the invites for dates from girls that was in his class for the last subject.

finally arriving at his home, his friends following after him rushing. he knew he couldn't be mad for long, but he's still upset letting them through the doors of his home, his peace.

they settled at the living room teasing but also half apologizing to heeseung. he ignored their passes to annoy him by opening his phone.

"jesus you even gave my phone number???" heeseung exclaimed.

"we know you were gonna ignore them in person so they probably still could shoot their shot through your phone" riki giggled.

where was the peace he held when he didn't t open tinder.

the next day heeseung had to rush to campus for an important report due that day. shuffling through his bag searching for his glasses, with books filled on his arm he had a struggle reaching the object as well as rushing to his room.

unfortunately he ran into another person heading the opposite way

"shit"

"shit" you heard the other person exclaim. you were too busy fixing the ring on your finger heading your way to the school's entrance to meet your friend.

thuds could be heard, their books fell onto the floor.

you quickly helped them pick it up glancing at their charismatic facade.

"i''m sorry, i didn't know where i was going" you said passing it to their hands.

"'no it's okay, i wasn't looking either" you saw the books he was handling, it must be the report for chemistry

"good luck on your report" you smiled at him as he thanked you as you rushed away seeing your friend's silhouette at the entrance

"good luck on your report" the person said with a light tone, heeseung felt his mood giddy from a random good note from a stranger.

he looked down once again seeing an object refract sunlight to his eyes. he saw your ring, it must've fell when you helped him pick his books up.

he squatted picking it up with a grin, as he started walking to his class.

"yoi heeseung hyung, let's go the party" jake invited heeseung who was sitting on his desk.

"i don't know jake it's almost my finals week" heeseung replied putting down the ring that he was fidgeting with.. a bummer he didn't know your name or you at all

"ayee, isn't that y/n's ring? did you get her application?" he grinned, clearly ignoring the fact that heeseung had the huge stack of the said application on the floor untouched.

"y/n?" heeseung repeated.

"yeah bro the one who helped us with the copies, she was head of the student council, she's besties with sunoo" jake replied as there were silence left in the room

"where was the party you say?" heeseung cocked his brow

there it was, the mansion itself, beaming lights exciting such rooms that withheld the device emitting it, loud noises coming from the booming speakers as well as people pooling through the entrance and garden.

heeseung was unsure of coming in, he went through a lot of parties but this one is extreme, extremely going to make him suffocated and fail his finals.

he entered nevertheless with his friends, he was greeted by a bunch of his block mates and such, and some non at all. seeing people getting extremely wasted or extremely horny on display was quite bold, and made a lot of people uncomfortable.

he was met with drinks on the kitchen table, mixed into a bowl, he did not take the risk so instead he grabbed a canned beer inside the fridge sipping it as he circled the grounds of the house, soon ending up on a balcony that held something that the whole building didn't have. people and peace.

he stood there looking at the sky sighing as he backed away from the edge, his head turned as he heard footsteps from behind him.

you rushed upstairs running away from the mess your friends had brought you in. they practically forced you to play the most stupid and cliché game of truth or dare. it was a bad idea, you know so.

you were dared to be stuck with a guy in a closet for 5 minutes, and let's just say you spent 2 on running upstairs, out of that vicinity.

you ran unto a guy standing in the middle of a room as you accidentally stepped on his foot.

"oh my god, i'm so sorry" you gasped as you stepped a few paces back looking at them, his face looking familiar but you weren't sure if you were just tipsy.

"a-ah" he exclaimed as hurt rises up to his face. "no its okay, are you okay?" he asked.

"uhm yeah... no, can you help me? uhm i'm running away from a guy and like a group of girls" you smiled at him with trouble twitching the sides of your mouth.

he had no time to process what you said until you heard a roll of footsteps from multiple of people. not knowing what to do you just faces the other person as panic painted your face.

he pulled you close to him, his arm behind your back, you felt the cold tin can on your back and his chest against yours. a faint sound of something minuscule fall didn't bother you as silhouettes of people came around the walls from the hallway. you looked at each other both of your breaths hitching when your eyes met, it's as if your eyes knew but your mind can't remember.

your so called friends are looking at rooms until they ended up at yours. "damn i wish y/n was down with someone like that already" your friend yunjin sighed as they continued to look around.

you were peeking through your hair as his face went closer to your neck his breath hitting your skin. "y/n?" he said feeling his lips grin as he say your name.

you faced his neck reciprocating his position to him, your lips touching the tip of his ear as he bent over you "you know me?" you asked your voice quieter than usual.

"mhm... kinda" his lips vibrated against your neck.

"who are you mystery guy" you giggled, the music blasting still, but less irritating when you're downstairs. "heeseung... lee heeseung" he answered his voice silky but deep. a few minutes passed as you heard footsteps again.

"okay i think they're gone" his voiced hushed, the warmth of his body radiating onto yours, it wasn't hot at all but you felt like you were burning. he stepped away as he looked at you.

you stared into his hazel eyes until something distracted you, it was coming from the floor.

"wait isn't this my ring?" disbelief filled your mind, you didn't think you would find it. you bent over to reach for it until a sudden advance from the latter was much quicker to make a move.

his long toned arms had reached for it already, but his balance was unsteady as he spilled a little beer on your leg.

"woah, what are you doing with it mr. lee?" you laughed it off as you stepped back from getting more beer on you.

"shit i'm sorry" the ring dropped again in front of your feet as he reached for the tissues on the table. he leaned towards your legs and soon kneeling, wiping it off.

"i didn't mean to spill it on you, or at all" he stammered with his words. he held the tissues as he dabbed and wiped it off your legs.

it was an unusual sight to your eyes, this could be easily misunderstood by people passing over. you were suddenly silent, the words knocked out of your mouth.

"you good?" heeseung asked looking up at you pulling out more tissues to dab on your leg, had he always been so handsome? his doe eyes staring at you with intent his nose built like it was crafted by a great sculptor, his lips shaped perfectly, so soft and his cupids bow are too tempting to not to stare at.

"what you want me to lick it?" a smirk painted on his lips

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mochie85 · 1 year

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Congratulations!!🎉🎈🍾

Could you please do fluff prompt 48 You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen” with Tom and shorter reader?

Falling Star

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Summary: It's Hollywood's biggest night and Tom is hoping to win more than just an Oscar. A/N: Part of my 1k Celebration and @the-slumberparty week 3 writing challenge: Something New. I've never written short-reader trope before. Thank you to @lokisgoodgirl for being my BETA reader and @michelleleewise for some great ideas. I don't know how I could continue to write without your ladies' endless support 😘😘😘. And thank you to @huntress-artemiss for the request. Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Female Reader Word Count: 2.1K Warnings: Fluff Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

Tom looked into the mirror as he rinsed the suds off his hands. Shaking off the excess water, he reached for a towel and dried them. He looked straight into his eyes, trying to keep the nervousness at bay.

It’s a big night for you. You’re going to do fine. You’re probably not going to win anyway, Tom sighed. Just focus on one thing and the rest of the night will go smoothly.

He ran his hands through his hair and pinched his bow tie one last time before he made his way out into the lobby. Focus on one thing, he repeated in his head.

These award shows always leave him a nervous wreck. He never expects to win. When he does, of course, it’s great, but then it brings on a whole new emotion of excitement and anxiety.

When he doesn’t win, it tends to be worse. He has to find that right balance of remorse and humbleness so that the media doesn’t portray him in an evil lie.

Oh, he could read the tabloids now, “And the Oscar goes to…, not Tom Hiddleston.” Or “Hiddles angry that he didn’t win his Oscar. Pictures and commentary on page 3.” He laughed about it internally, a smile on his face as he fixed his cufflinks.

“Come on man. Took you long enough,” Chris exclaimed patting his back. “I think they stuck most of us in the same row.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful. It’d be nice to see some familiar faces again.” Tom recounted the last time he saw anyone from The Avengers movie. The movie that brought together and cemented the friendship of seven individuals.

“I think Scarlet wants you to sit next to her.”

“Oh no. Does she?” Tom fretted.

“What?” Chris wondered.

“She’s been trying to set me up with one of her acquaintances,” Tom rolled his eyes.

“She can be quite persistent,” Hemsworth laughed.

Tom sighed as he accompanied Chris across the massive lobby. The plush red carpet matched the dramatic drapes hung from the ceiling. At the end of the hall was a grand staircase leading upstairs to the auditorium's main entrance.

The two friends stood in line waiting to ascend the stairs as photographers and reporters lined the banisters calling out their names, hoping to get an interview. Tom tried to drown out the noise. He tried to focus on one thing before he went crazy, and his anxiety took over. Tom took a deep breath. Just focus on one thing, he chanted in his head.

He opened his eyes and focused on the first thing he saw, an intricate design of beadwork and crystal that was in front of him. Tiny gold stars were scattered on a black sateen gown. They clustered at the top hem of the dress and sporadically fell towards the bottom. The back of the gown was secured by a beaded pin of a crescent moon, gracing your bare lower back. The whole gown looked like star fall plummeting in the night sky.

“Chris,” Tom whispered. “Is this whom I think it is?” Tom stared hard at your graceful figure. Not once taking his eyes off you. Chris gazed hard at you trying to see whom Tom was talking about.

“Ayee...yup. Yes, that’s her.”

“Didn’t she win the Oscar last year for…”

“Yes. I believe she did.” Chris mused.

“Is she up for anything tonight?”

“I think she’s presenting, actually.”

You gathered your dress, preparing to walk up the imposing staircase. Looking around you making sure you were not going to trip on your own outfit, you held your left hand out to steady yourself as you took that first step.

Tom, sensing you needed help, took your outstretched hand. “May I escort you up the stairs?”

The sudden voice and unexpected contact must have shocked you. You looked up at him with a startled expression and a blush on your face. A small smile graced his lips as he noted the sparkle in your eyes.

“Thank you,” you whispered, as photographers flashed their cameras at your interaction. Tom held your hand firmly as you gathered the rest of your dress in your other hand. Focused on making each step, Tom held on to you tightly, becoming the anchor you needed in such a cumbersome gown. “They must have altered this dress three times already just for me. But they can’t seem to get the length right. Even with me in heels,” you admitted shyly.

Tom laughed, finally noticing the height difference between you two. He was so used to towering over everyone, he never really gave it much thought. “Well, it looks lovely on you. You look beautiful tonight.” You looked up suddenly at his compliment. Heat radiating down your skin. Your eyes arrested his thoughts and hitched his breathing, making him at a loss for words.

“The…uh…the dress. The dress is quite beautiful. Oh, not to say that you’re not beautiful. You are! You’re beautiful. In the dress. Oh, God. Please tell me I haven’t botched this up completely?” He stuttered, hiding his face in his palm. You laughed and squeezed his hand.

You almost fumbled at the top step, if it weren’t for him holding on to you so securely. “Thank you,” you said once again, and he reluctantly let go of you. “Good luck tonight. I hope you win,” you said, cheering him on.

“Thank you. You, too. Me too. I-I mean I hope so,” Tom stumbled on his words. You smiled at him once again, heading inside, leaving him to stare after you.

“Smooth,” Chris said, clapping Tom on his shoulder. “Real smooth.”

“Ugh, I’m a complete knob!”

“Ah, I wouldn’t worry about it. I don’t think she noticed,” Chris said laughing.

Inside, the auditorium was stuffy and pompous. Two hours of everyone with their forged smiles and mock interests. Scarlet did manage to get Tom to sit next to her. She mentioned a friend of a friend who’s a writer for a late-night talk show in Los Angeles. Tom tried his best to be courteous but not commit to anything serious.

Minutes. Hours. They seem to drag by as the night continued up until it was time to announce Best Female Performance in a Leading Role. Tom knew you weren’t nominated for anything tonight, but that didn’t stop him from wondering where you were.

Were you sitting somewhere in the audience with other nominees? Or perhaps you were backstage mingling with some of tonight’s winners. It wouldn’t be long now till they got to the category he was nominated for, which made him nervous.

The heat in the room suddenly increased tenfold and the noise of the audience started to echo in his mind. Their clapping died down as the winner was announced and accepted her award. Focus on one thing. Focus on one thing. He closed his eyes as he took a lungful of air in. Breathing slowly.

Exhaling, Tom opened his eyes and suddenly everything else disappeared. Every sound went silent. Every light dimmed, focusing on a central spotlight on stage. And all he could see was you.

You walked out, unaccompanied, to the soundtrack of your award-winning movie. Tom watched you carefully, knowing full well that you were anxious about your dress and stumbling. With a cool look and a smile on your face, you hid your anxiety about tripping. You demonstrated exactly why you were worthy of that Oscar last year. Carefully taking a calculated step toward the podium and ignoring your long, imposing gown.

“Last year, I was very fortunate to stand up on this very stage and accept the award for Best Female Performance in a Leading Role…”

Tom tried to focus on you, instead of the nagging anxiety that was wracking his brain. Your gown had taken on a different hue under the bright spotlights. It had turned to a rich navy blue. The sequences on the stars shone brighter, glittering to gather everyone’s attention.

“This evening will be another night of firsts for me as I present the award for Best Male Performance in a Leading Role.” Tom was awestruck as he watched you on stage. Your smile was charming, and your laughter was contagious.

Tom heard you say his name twice that night. Once when you were reading the nominees. And the next, when you announced that he won. Chris and Scarlett patted him on the back and tried to wake him from his stupor.

“Mate, you better get up there,” Chris whispered, hugging him on his way. Tom was mesmerized. He couldn’t believe that he won. His nervousness threatened to eat him up whole as he stood up and made his way onstage. He remained focused on you instead, clapping for him as he made his way up more stairs. You handed him his statue along with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

All at once, he faced the audience and didn’t know what to say. “I- uh…” Tom held on to the statue tightly and looked back at you. You gave him a reassuring smile and he found that your calming presence helped alleviate his anxiety. “I wasn’t expecting to win tonight. Forgive me, I had no speech prepared,” Tom continued as the audience laughed.

He concluded his speech with thanks to the Academy, other nominees, and his friends and family for all their support.

After a rousing applause, he made his way to follow you off the stage. He’d hoped to escort you like earlier and have another intimate moment with you. As you turned, your foot caught on the front of the dress causing you to fall forward.

In a heroic move, Tom sprinted to your side and caught you. His arms wrapped around your waist as you turned right-side up. He lunged forward before you fell to the floor, cradling your head.

There was a collective gasp from the audience as they watched the scene unfold. A heated blush spread throughout your body.

“Are you all right?” he asked, alarmed.

“Oh, my God. Yes! Thank you,” you stuttered, holding onto his lapels tightly.

“Of course, darling,” he said as he helped you stand back up.

“You seemed to be saving me a great deal tonight,” you gave him an apologetic look as you ran your hands over your dress. Tom offered his arm, and you gladly took it, hoping you wouldn’t trip again. “Oh, God. I’m so embarrassed. I must’ve looked like an idiot out there.”

“Nonsense, you look magnificent,” Tom replied, kissing your hand.

Tom sat in the dining area of the hotel room. Bright morning light shone through the windows as he read the newspapers and magazines sent to the room, along with the room service. It seemed that all anyone talked about was your tumble from last night and how he caught you. Rumors began to spread as everyone gave their opinions on the matter.

“Did Hiddleston win more than just an Oscar last night?” “Secret Relationship: How long have they been together?” “Was it staged?” These were not the headlines he was expecting to read this morning. A small smile crept on his face seeing all the pictures from different angles.

A soft moan stole his attention as you wrapped your arms around from behind him. “Come back to bed.” You gently kissed his neck, and he could still smell the lingering perfume in your hair.

“I ordered breakfast for us, darling,” he said with a soft whimper.

“How very thoughtful of you,” you teased. Tom grabbed your arm and pulled you around to sit on his lap. He noted that you were wearing nothing but his dress shirt from last night. The sleeves were rolled up and the tails sat just at your knees. You were swimming in his shirt, a look that he was starting to like more and more. Your tousled morning hair reminded him of the carnal way you both took each other last night.

“…Unnhh…” you moaned as he hoisted you against the wall. “Take this infernal dress off me. Please.” “With pleasure,” he snarled.

You sat with your legs over the handrest of the chair as you picked up the papers and read them. A scowl formed on your face the more you read. “I’m sorry, Tom. All this over me falling. I didn’t mean to take away from your big night.”

“That’s quite all right darling. As far as I’m concerned they can keep reporting it all they want.”

You looked at him through your lashes. His tall frame and long arms surround you, cherishing you.

“Why?” you asked coyly.

“Because in every picture, I get to see that mesmerizing look on your face.”

“What look?” you provoked.

“The same look I had on my face when I caught you.”

“And what was that?” you giggled.

“Like you were the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”

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blogfullofemos · 7 months

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Dire

*It's all fun and games till someone suffers a heart attack*

This idea legit popped into my head (mind you I'm dealing with a rude head cold) and I was like yyeeaahhh that would be so Jake Lockley. 😄

Pairing: Jake Lockley x reader

Word Count: 800 (oookkkaaayyy I like that)

You wake with a start as your heart beats harder than ever before. Whatever rest you were experiencing just seconds ago is long gone with every ring from Jake's alarming ringtone. You quickly grab your phone from the bedside table, and answer. "JAKE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!!" you yell. Instantly regretting the sudden outburst, your heart drops as Jake lets out an agonizing groan. "Babe?" you follow up. Ripping the blanket off your cold-sweat skin, you press your phone closer to your ear. Needing to hear everything coming from his end.

"I'm... Sorry beb-bita... Just a little-AYEE!!"he breathes out, followed by the signal of his car's seatbelt unbuckling. You quickly get off the bed and run to the front door of the flat. "It's okay baby, just tell me where you are?" you rush as you struggle with the door's locks. You must still be in a state of rest.

"I'm parked at the front." he huffs as the call ends. You drop your phone to the floor, finally unlocking the door. In minutes you make it to the elevator button and smack it frantically. Waiting inside the elevator, your intrusive thoughts frolic within the metal walls. You try to breathe through your panic; but Jake is hurting and this fucking elevator isn't moving the way you need it to. "C'mon, c'mon, coME ON!!" you rush out loud as it finally lands to the lobby. Once the door opens enough for you to slip through, you book it. Swinging the building's door open with a bang, you feel the cold wind jolt through you. "Shit, shit, shit." you mumble hugging yourself, running toward Jake's open car door. Jake gives a weak smirk as his bloodied gloved hands rest on the puddle of his stomach.

"Oh my God babeee." you whimper as you touch the bloodied interior of his car door. You jerk your hand away from the wet texture in disgust as you get closer to his awkward sitting position. You kneel only slightly to level yourself to him. Your eyes rapidly assess him as he smiles "You're in your undies." he informs meekly with blood trickling out of his mouth. You shrug, a tee and frilly panties is the least of your troubles. Bringing your hands onto him, you try to assess him deeper. Gently moving his head side to side, blood all in his curls and drying around his ears. Your nose burned as you sniffle, tears freely falling from your cheeks to his bloodied white button down. Unbuttoning 2 of the buttons, when you head to the third he stops you with one hand. The other never leaving the bloody puddle on his stomach. Finally you look at his lovingly brown eyes, "It's okay bebita. M' gonna be okay." he tries to console weakly. A sob betrays you as the situation is the exact opposite of his words. You swat his hand off of yours as you continue to open his shirt, wanting to see how serious the injury is. "Bebita."

"Jake please." you cry.

"I need you to get something from the trunk." he urges instead as he continues to fight you to stop. He places both of his hand on your cheeks, forcing you to look at him again. His eyes give you a firm order, and you suck in a sob as you nod. You lean closer to him to kiss his forehead, "Te amo mi vida." you snivel.

Before he could return the sentiment, you run to the trunk of his car. You hear a click as the trunk unlocks and you lift it. Your watery eyes shot open as realization smacks you like the fool you are. Empty gallons of fake blood scatters the barren trunk. Wiping the smear of blood on your cheek, you bring it to your nose. Smelling in denial as confirmation of the ploy leaves you dumbfounded. You drop your hand and stand there for a few more minutes. "Did you find it mi vida?!" Jake yells. You rub your redden nose as the last tear leaves you, taking one of the empty gallons in your hand. You slam the trunk closed and silently stalk toward his "injured" body.

When you finally stop next to him, he's sporting a bloodied smile. A laugh trying to leave him as he says, "Te amo?".

"AAYYEE MI AMOR!!"he yells as he hugs his head, the empty gallon bouncing off from it and landing on the sidewalk. You storm back to the building not caring about the man behind you anymore. "BEBE IT'S A JOKE!! BEBITAAAA!!! MI AMORRRR!!!" you hear him beckon for you, scurrying to get out his car while in a fit of cackles.

Yeah you're definitely locking him out for the rest of the night.

#marvel #moon knight #jake lockley #jake lockley x reader #jake lockley x you #don't tell me this is not him #he loves to keep you on your toes #the prank king #toxica

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writingsofwesteros · 1 year

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Dude I usually hate the idea of Alicent and Daemon but you've changed my opinion on them-though I still 10000% believe she is a repressed lesbian.

Anyways, I can't get this idea out of my head.

So an AU of the Alicent and Daemon you have up on your blog. So it went as it did, the two having an affair, Aemond being born and disguised as Viserys' kid BUTTTTT

Say Rhaenyra or someone (rhae fits better thought) found them while they were having hot sex in the library a little while after Aemond is born. Daemon and Alicent have no clue she even knows and in a fit of jealousy, of who? Idk because Rhaenyra highkey wants them both, she tells Viserys.

Viserys' favoritism comes out to play and he questions his brother. Usually, Daemon is a good liar and would be able to fool his brother but he can't keep the smug gleam out of his eyes as he lies to the King. So what does Viserys do? Banish his ass, no surprise.

He keeps rumors from spreading about the true reason Daemon was exiled and made sure not a soul besides himself and Rhaenyra knew about his wife's infidelity. The lovers have heartbreaking goodbye sex, full of tearful love confessions and slow thrusts to somehow prolong the inevitable, and just like that, they don't see one another for 10 years.

Now here we are, Laena's funeral. Alicent has grown into a beautiful woman, something her husband cannot appreciate. She came to the funeral as a courtesy, though she couldn't give two fucks about the woman who married her lover. But when she sees Daemon, she goes full stalker mode, her thighs clenching under her dress at the familiar head of Targaryen white hair she oh so missed.

And Daemon? WOOO WEE-That man hasn't seen her in ten years and my my has she grown even more beautiful (when he last saw her she still looked like emily carey and now she looks like olivia cooke). And yes, he had Laena for release but she was nothing compared to her. Nothing could even slightly compare to Alicent's soft whimpers and tight cunt.

After the funeral, they end up fucking on the beach for hours on end, frenzied snaps of hips and teeth scraping desperately against each other's as they kiss. But of course, all good things come to an end and they reluctantly stop fucking like bunnies when Aemond claims Vhagar and starts riding around.

So Alicent's mom mode kicks in and she's fucking sprinting back, Daemon trailing after her like a lost puppy and when they finally arrive, Alicent immediately ignores everyone and rushes to her boy.

Daemon can't keep the smirk off his face as he looks at Otto, his eyes gleeful as he told him without speaking just how much he recked his daughter. Of course, he's worried for his son but holds himself back, not wanting to anger Viserys in order to snake his way back to the Red Keep to be with his Queen once again.

Now when Alicent snaps, he's feeling a lot of things. Worry, for his Queen and his maimed son. Rage, how dare Rhaenyra's bastard son (I love luke I hate saying this but yk) hurt his boy and his own daughters helped?? And lastly, he's unashamed to say, he's fucking turned on. Yes, his (secret) son is maimed and bleeding and Alicent had just drawn Rhaenyra's blood, though he couldn't give a shit about that, something about seeing the well-kept, proper, and religious Queen Alicent, snap, stirred something in his breeches.

So later that night, he helps comfort his son with Alicent, and obviously, Aemond is smart and knows more than he should and kinda blankly stares at them as they leave together, but he's secretly happy because ayee fatherly affection. And then when Daemon leads Alicent to his temporary chambers in Driftmark, he comforts her and slowly fucks her worries and grief away till the sun rises.

Anyways, my mind ran wild but AHHHHHHHH-

THIS IS AMAZING!!!!! So glad I've found another Daemon x Alicent enjoyer...I don't even know how it came to be for me ooopsie.

This is brilliant; I can't even add anything to it. I'm sure I've got a request for something with Driftmark so I'll add things from you in there.

Alicent was hot when she lost control thank you very much ;) No wonder her hair was all lose ;)

#thanks so much for placing an ask!#alicent x daemon

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friendly-reject · 10 months

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SpiderVerse x Gn!reader

Content:

Small scenarios from the movie with YOU being slotted in there (Scenes not in order)

Small scenarios not canon in the movie

Implied Mixed reader if you REALLY read between the lines

Talks of a school so, you can think it’s an AU? Or they somehow go to school together 😭😭

Warnings: Swearing, drugs and alcohol, blood mentions

Enjoy :]]

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

>Seeing Hobie take his mask off<

Hobie: I was this cool the whole time

[Name]: And hot, really really fucking hot

Miles: I- What??

[Name]: You heard me Morales

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Pavitr: New guy must be in love with you~

Gwen and Miles: *Sounds of denial*

[Name]: Yeah no definitely in lov- *Gets kicked off*

Miles:….Don’t worry they’ve survived worse

Pavitr: THAT DOESN’T MAKE THIS OKAY NEW GUY!

*Splat*

Everyone: Oh shi-

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Gwen: So, what exactly was the game plan when we snuck into Miguel’s office?

Pavitr: Well, I don’t think we had one actually *Shoulder shrugs*

Hobie: This is fun isn’t it mates?

Miles: No, believe it or not I do NOT think swinging upside from a roof tied together is ‘Fun’ man!

[Name]: Shut up Miles, who asked you?

Miles: THIS IS YOUR FAILED IDEA! YOU SHUT UP

[Name]: *mumbled* Hater-

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Miguel: Listen Miles, you’re just going to have to accept this

Miles: NO! WHY WOULD I LET MY DAD DIE??

Miguel: Because, it’s part of the can-

[Name]: Look at this guy, really showing us some real DAUGHTERLESS behaviour

Miguel: 👁️👁️….👹

[Name]: SHIT…RUN

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Gwen: Where are Miles and [Name]?

Pavitr: Last i saw they were studying?

Gwen: Those two? STUDYING? BULL. SHIT

*They walk to the library*

Gwen: Alright where are thos-

*[Name], Miles and Hobie playing games on their computers*

Gwen: See, studying my ass. HOBIE?? WE HAVE BAND PRACTICE!!

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Miles: This is why I get A’s in math!

[Name]: This is why I get A’s in Spanish! I mean like come ON!!

Miles: I- well uhhh. I draw better than you!

[Name]:…I’m stealing your parents from you.

Miles: WHAT?!

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Pavitr: If two mind readers read each others minds, whose mind are they reading?

Hobie: Mate, what’re you on about??

[Name]: Depends did they start at the same time?

Gwen: No, both of you shut up now.

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[Name]: So we found something…mysterious

42!Miles: Drugs [Name], we found drugs

[Name]: Let’s tell your dad…oh wait 😨

42!Miles: I’ll actually kill you

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*[Name] crashes into 42!Miles’ room bloodied and injured*

[Name]: Oh heyyyyy, how you doin’? 🫣

42!Miles: You’re bleeding on my floors get the fuck out

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Mr. Morales: So, what..what IS this?

*Miles and [Name] just kinda stuck upside down in his room*

[Name]: AYEE, what’s up Mr M, dinner was great last Wednesday :D

Miles: Not the time [Name], not the time at all man

#miles x you #spiderman #spiderverse spoilers #into the spider verse #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #reader insert #hobie x you #42!miles #spiderman x gn!reader #im gay #Gwen x you #Gwen x reader #Pavitr x reader

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sky-kiss · 6 months

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Eyyyy for the ask questions thing...

What are your random headcanons for Raphael. And for Raphael/Joi? 😘

AYEE. HEADCANONS.

Raphael Headcanons:

Attended Meph’s College of Hellfire, which is part of why he’s so skilled at using it.

Raphael’s ascended fiend form is a result of Mephistopheles experimentation. The form is basically made of hellfire, and is quite bestial. It’s crazy strong, but he’s running on instinct.

Raphael isn’t as bipolar as his dad, but does suffer from mood swings, insomnia. Unlike his father, his hyper-fixations are unflagging. If he starts something he WILL see it through, even if it's insane.

We talked about this, but I want to imagine he did have a relationship with his half-sister when he was younger. It soured when it was clear she preferred to serve; he wanted to rule.

Raphael earned his house either from Zariel early in her rule or the former lord of Avernus. Meph sent Haarlep to him as a “housewarming present.” If his wayward bastard was actually capable of acquiring his own sanctuary, he required additional supervision.

After ascending as Lord of Avernus, he wears the Helldusk armor if he ever needs to enter combat. He prefers to use magic, but his specialized weapon is the spear Gae Bolg.

….I just see him as using a spear sometimes, he’s got big Final Fantasy Dragoon energy to me. Big Floor!Tank energy.

Raph/Joi Headcanons:

Raphael’s “love” language is acts of service. Joi’s is physical touch. She wants to self-soothe by curling up to him, nuzzling, sex, and he’s just like. Are you trying to manipulate me? How DARE you. Begone, thot!

Later in their relationship, he does start to use her as a weighted blanket/body pillow. Like, it’s pretty soothing.

Pet names. Always. First names are for serious discussions or fighting. She uses "my heart" if she thinks he's being a dumbass. He uses "sweetling" if she's being stupid.

Raphael dresses her.

Raphael teaches her how to use hellfire.

They’ll act out his fanfictions or the plays he’s commissioned.

End up having a daughter. She’s a freak.

#asks #my raph headcanons #oc: joi

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darkstar225 · 9 months

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Twice's 10th member letting her protective unnies and Aespa's Winter (gf) meet

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys lol! Sry for taking so long to post but the end of the semester is a whole event for me :D I hope that my friend Thira2 that gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I notice you did a request where y/n is dating winter aespa. Can you this time do where y/n brings winter to meet the members and they all gave her a warning ( especially the j-line) if she breaks y/n heart. Thank you ❤️

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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Y/N's heart was pounding with nervous excitement as she approached the door to the TWICE dorm. She couldn't believe that today was the day she was finally going to introduce her girlfriend, Winter from Aespa, to her fellow TWICE members. She knew her unnies were protective, especially the J-line (Momo, Sana, and Mina) (A/N: Listen to their songs, it's awesome!) who had always treated her like a little sister. But she hoped they would see how happy Winter made her and give her a chance. With a deep breath, the maknae knocked on the door, and it swung open moments later, revealing Nayeon with her bright smile.

Nayeon - Baby! Come on in!

The youngest entered the dorm, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

Y/N - Thanks, Nayeon unnie.

As they walked further into the dorm, they were met with curious glances from the other girls, who were all sitting in the living room. Winter stood close to the younger girl, her hand intertwined with Y/N's, showing her support.

Y/N - Hey, everyone. This is Winter, my girlfriend.

Chaeyoung was the first to speak up, her eyes wide with surprise.

Chaeyoung - Wow, bro, she's stunning! You never told us you were dating someone.

Y/N chuckled nervously as she scratched her neck.

Y/N - I wanted to surprise you all (nah- not really lol).

Winter smiled warmly, feeling the tension in the room.

Winter - It's nice to meet all of you. Y/N has told me so much about each one of you.

Jihyo as the leader and mother number 1, smiled kindly to the other girl.

Jihyo - We're glad to finally meet you, Winter. Our angel means a lot to us, so we hope you'll take good care of her.

Momo, Sana, and Mina exchanged knowing glances, and TWICE's sunshine couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She knew the J-line could be overprotective, but this felt like an interrogation waiting to happen.

Dahyun patted the spot next to her on the couch, gesturing for Winter to sit.

Dahyun - Come, sit next to me. We want to get to know you better (R.I.P that girl ayee~ jk lol).

As Winter sat down, the J-line seemed to take their positions, forming a semi-circle around her. Y/N could feel the intensity of their gazes, and she was almost certain that they were trying to intimidate Winter.

Momo - So, Winter, tell us about yourself. How did you and our babygirl meet?

Winter took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure despite the intimidating atmosphere.

Winter - We met at a music show a few months ago. We got to know each other better over time, and our feelings for each other grew stronger.

Sana leaned forward, her eyes fixed on Winter.

Sana - How serious are you about Y/N?

Winter didn't hesitate in her response.

Winter - I'm very serious about her. She means the world to me, and I care deeply for her.

Mina's turn came next, and she spoke softly but straightforwardly.

Mina - What are your intentions with our kid? Are you just dating her for fun, or do you see a future together?

Winter answered honestly.

Winter - I can see a future with Y/N. We've talked about our dreams and aspirations, and we're both supportive of each other's goals. I want to be there for her in any way I can.

The maknae felt both touched and embarrassed by Winter's words. She hadn't expected the J-line to grill her girlfriend like this, but she appreciated Winter's sincerity.

Nayeon tried to lighten the mood a bit (cause it's Nayeon guys lmao).

Nayeon - Winter, do you know how clumsy this girl can be? Are you prepared to deal with her random spills and little accidents?

Winter smiled, her eyes softening as she looked at her girlfriend.

Winter - I know, and I think her clumsiness is adorable. I'll be there to help clean up the spills and take care of her whenever she needs me.

As the questions continued, Winter answered each one with grace and patience. Y/N could see that Winter was doing her best to be respectful and reassuring, even though the situation felt tense.

Jeongyeon, mama 3, who had been quiet during most of the questioning, finally spoke up.

Jeongyeon - Winter, if you ever hurt our child, you'll have us to answer to.

Winter smiled warmly.

Winter - I would never do anything to hurt Y/N. She's the most important person in my life, and I want to make her happy.

Sana leaned forward, her eyes softening.

Sana - We just want to protect our angel because she's like family to us. We've seen her go through tough times, and we don't want to see her hurt again.

Winter nodded understandingly.

Winter - I promise you all that I will do my best to make your youngest happy and never cause her any pain. I want to be someone she can lean on and trust.

The intensity in the room finally began to ease, and the maknae felt relieved that Winter had handled the situation so well. The other members seemed to be more at ease too, with some of them even smiling at Winter.

Chaeyoung patted Winter's shoulder.

Chaeyoung - You seem like a genuine person, Winter. We hope to get to know you better and see you make my little sister happy.

Winter replied gratefully.

Winter - Thank you. I look forward to getting to know all of you too.

Jihyo had a motherly smile as she spoke.

Jihyo - Let's all have dinner together and spend some time getting to know one another better.

The tension melted away as the members welcomed Winter into their circle, and the rest of the evening was filled with laughter and stories. Y/N felt incredibly grateful for her supportive unnies and how they had accepted Winter into their lives. As the night came to a close, she walked Winter to the door.

Y/N - I'm sorry about the interrogation back there, babe.

Winter chuckled softly, giving her girl's hand a reassuring squeeze.

Winter - It's okay, love. I understand why they were protective. I would be too if I were in their position.

Y/N - They really care about me, but I'm glad they gave you a chance.

Winter - I'm glad too. They seem like wonderful people, just like you.

Y/N blushed at the compliment, feeling a surge of love for Winter.

Y/N - You're pretty wonderful yourself, honey.

As they shared a sweet moment together, Y/N knew that she had made the right decision in introducing Winter to her TWICE family. The overprotective unnies might have been intimidating, but their love and concern for her were evident. And as she looked into Winter's eyes, she knew that she had found someone special, someone who would cherish her and make her heart soar. From that day forward, Winter became a cherished part of TWICE's maknae's life. But don't think that the J-line wasn't keeping a watchful eye from the sidelines, they were always ready to step in if needed. But as time went on, they saw just how genuine and caring Winter was, and they welcomed her fully into their family. And that made the unnies have a single thought:

We love our dear maknae.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

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crp-low-quality-content · 2 months

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Idk if you still Wanna answer any creepypasta shifting asks, but!!!

Do you have any fun stories from it? Like, just what it was like day-to-day. Or hanging out with any of them, etc etc- I'm shifting to a creepypasta dr so I'm curious what yours was like!! And how they looked, since you said yours was realistic.

-💀(Cus I'll definitely be back, you have a neat blog)

Thanks, don't worry I don't receive many asks so they don't bother me ☺️

Ayee I rediscovered my Tumblr password.

Now talking about my experience, I would say that it was somewhat... Traumatizing apart from the funny parts. Firstly, I shifted without any additional security and everything would be 100% realistic, in terms of appearance and personality of the creeps and I also put everyone inside a manor.

Leaving my room was more challenging than here at CR, and it wasn't because I was antisocial but because no one there contributed to socialization, but there were some that I managed to force friendship with.

Most of the creeps were not sociable people, as they are to serial killers and monsters, and everyone there seemed to have some abnormal mental problem. Even I ended up having problems just living with these guys, and when I returned to DR I spent a few months in a mini depression due to the experiences there. Firstly, monsters that eat human flesh and cannibals live in the mansion, and as this is their main dish there were always prisoners there, and just hearing the screams of those people being cut and prepared is already a good trauma.

The mansion looked like those abandoned madhouses that we see in urban exploration videos, because people like the creeps rarely clean the place in which they live. Most places smelled musty, and were dusty, and that's not even counting the pests like rats and cockroaches that occasionally appeared around. At least some people's rooms were clean including mine. And that was already a good reason not to want to wander around.

In this place you would only socialize if it was extremely necessary because talking to a creep feels more like a hardcore game of chess, In other words, you have to be careful not to be manipulated and have to manipulate the person as well. Even because you could never trust them, no matter how good people they may seem. Even Jane didn't seem trustworthy there and Sally was scary.

Not to mention the smell of those people, because besides them not being very clean with their environment, they have little notion of hygiene. I think EJ was one of the stinkiest there, because the guy must have had the personality of a cat or was allergic to water to avoid showering for so long. You could smell him from afar and the smell was more like that of a wet animal than that of a human being. And most of them smelled like that there, not to mention the sewage breath of those people.

And in appearance everyone was ugly as expected, everyone had common bodies, most were well toned because they needed strength to do their "work", right. And some there were fat, not too much, but you could see that they had an above average fat content but not too much because we had a very active life there.

In other words, in general it was shit without the funny parts of the stuff I did to pass the boredom there. Of course, some more bizarre things also happened there, like some creeps offering drugs in the mansion's corridors in exchange for items. Or every now and then there will always be a fighting there and people will gather to watch the fight.

And you could occasionally suffer from slendersickness, and it's horrible, the symptoms vary from person to person but what I had most was severe nausea and a lot of headache. Besides, my nose turned into a waterfall of blood. And no one would help you, not even your friends, the guys literally just watch or ignore you.

So never shift without safety or without having an idea of how realistic you want the reality to be.

#creepypasta #creepypasta shifting #shifting experiences #reality shifting #shifting #shifter #reality shift #shiftblr

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im-notbean · 5 months

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Punz x Male! Soccer player! Reader. Pt 1.5

A drabble inside of my AU of Punzo <Link here if you want context lol>

Punz went Live!: Introducing...with face cam???

Y/N sat in his boyfriends gaming chair he had told him that he cpuld use his computer any time Y/N wanted and yes, he were using that to his advantage. Y/N waited about two minutes before testing the mic out.

"Hello..? I don't know hoe to work this thing so...uh is the mic working chaters?"

Orange_: its working

i-heart-mum: ayee punzo...that aint fucking punz-

Fossabot: im_notbean subscribed with a teir 1! Their on a 18 month streak!

gayfrogo: WHERE IS PUNZO-

"In case your wondering, no I'm not Luke. But I do know how to work his setup, which is his fault for teaching me how to use."

bee.boied: damn-

Fossabot: Orange_ subscribed with Twitch Prime! Their on a 5 month streak!

"Damn indeed but eh, his problem now. I do know I ain't messing with his valo and stuff, I swear he loves that shit more than me-" "Y/N." "Fuck-" "Seriously?! I know I told you that you could use my computer anytime you wanted but why the hell would you go live?!!." "Because why the fuck not? Plus you taught me how to use this shit." "Your lucky I love you." "That's gay." "Bitch."

im_notbean: we gonna ignore that orrrr....

Orange_: @ im_notbean we are

im_notbean: =|

"What? Your the one who's a bitch here." "How am I a bitch?" "Your acting like one Luke." "Aye." "Whatever." "Don't whatever me mister."

anons.379: anyone else enjoying the banter

i-love-karens: *Deleted Message*

Fossabot: @ i-love-karens please be nice in chat! Warning

itunes-slaphard: punzo and guest banter>>>>

"I will turn on the cam." "What would that do anyway?" "They get to see your neck?" "...Fuck you." "Already did." "That's gay." "I am though. So are you!?" "I'm bi. Their is a clear difference." "Bitch your still partly gay." "Shut up." "Also throw a fucking shirt on" "Oh piss off."

Orange_: anyone gonna clip this???

im_notbean: way ahead of you orange

Orange_: YIPPEE

Y/N looked at Luke who had thrown himself into the bed behind him and rolled the chair bsck towards him. He poked his cheek before he spun around and pulled the chair back to the desk before pressing the button to turn on the camera. Y/N blinked to adjust the brighness of the screen, he looked at chat reel quick and smiled as compliments flooded throughout the computer. He had challenged chat to see if they could guess who he was or what sport he played.

"Thank you Cristi for the 5 gifted and no, I don't play American Football...Baseball, no I used to play that." "Why can't I say anything thoughhhh." "Because you'll give away the answer :(" "Fine." "Thanl you Aprilz for the teir one...I don't play lacrosse either. Do you guys want a hint?"

im_notbean: PLEASEEEE

Orange: were beging here :((((

i-love-karens: 😭😭😭

Y/N laughed before giving a hint. "11 players and the feild is just a bit wider than an American football feild. I gave y'all some obvious ones here."

im_notbean: Soccer??

Orange_: soccer. were so dumb-

bee.boi: i feel stupid-

anons.379: bro...

"Luke is your chat saying their dumb normal-" "Sometimes but yeah, wait let me see."

Punz pulled himself from the bed and walked over to the chair and looked at chat, Punz snickered before looking bsck at his boyfriend and smiling. Y/N booped his nose, Punz looked at you confusion as he giggled. He booped his nose again.

"Boop!" "What are you doing??" "I'm booping you" "Huh..?" "You don't know what booping is?" "No, but the face when you do boop me is cute." "E-eh...that's kinda gay." "Uh- Bitch." "Whore." "Slut." "Fucktoy." "I am not a fucktoy." "You were last night." "I-Uh- Your gonna get me band on Twitch-" "Suffer." "Shut up." "Make me."

i-lovekat: wtf did i just join-

im_notbean: half of us dont even know either-

i-lovekat: fair

"Woah Y/N that's a little gay." "Motherfucker I am gay...for you ♡" "Uh- UMM...CHAT DON'T CLIP THAT." "Chat don't listen to him. Clip it." "Nooooooooo" "Ba-Luke...If you don't want them to it's fine by me, I'm just teasing." "Hmph." "Great...Chat this is your fucking fault."

Orange_: OI WHAT DID WE DO >:[

im_notbean: YEAH >:/

"You cliped that and now I'm getting the silent treatment! That sucks for me and you guys." "You can make it up to me." "I can! How!!" "Kiss me." "...What." "You heard me. Kiss-"

Y/N pulled Punz down and kissed his cheek. You could see Y/N say something but the mic didn't pick it up. All chat knew was that these two idols and idiots were in love.

Sorry this is so short :(

But I wanted to get something out because I got grounded lmao so yeah-

#Spotify #punz #punz x reader #punz x y/n #dream smp punz #punz x male reader #punz x you #dream smp #dreamsmp x reader #im-notbean #im-notbean writes

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cheolsfae · 4 months

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Felix Current Energy

Note(s):

January 4, 2024

Ayee, not requested but here we are 💕

*Disclaimer: solely for fun! Please do not take this seriously. For entertainment purposes only!*

Past: 6 of pentacles, 7 of swords

In the past, Felix may have been very giving. So much so that he was giving himself away to the wrong people. He may have been taken advantage of or maybe someone had lied to him. Either way, this led him to shedding this version of himself. Not completely, someone that wasn't going to be taken advantage of again. He didn't want to be that person anymore. I feel like maybe whoever it was that screwed him over, thought that he was very innocent and very naive. Someone they could easily manipulate and they had. They took advantage of his kindness and played with it instead of nurturing it/him.

Present: 4 of wands, knight of pentacles

Currently, Felix is no longer worried about this person. I don't think they talk anymore though. He does miss this person but I don't think he wants them in his life anymore. He knows they are not good for him. He knows that at some point that person did care for Felix deeply but something twisted and it just didn't pan out the right way. Right now, he is a much better place. Felix is moving forward at a much slower pace with whoever he is connecting with. Whether that be a friend or romantic interest. He's slowly learning about who they are and what type of person they are before he starts to give parts of himself away.

Future: the lovers, page of pentacles

In the future, I think he will be hoping to make progression with this new connection. I think he's kind of hoping that this is good relationship and that since he's protecting himself more (more in his divine masculine era), that this will pan out pretty well. That he won't be facing the same thing he had in the past. He doesn't want to be in that boat again. I don't think he regrets giving to that person but it still hurt him enough that he feels like he has to be guarded a little bit more than he is.

Bottom of the deck: 10 of pentacles

Overall, I think he's doing pretty good. He's really hoping for a stable connection. He sees this person as someone he can be friends with for a long while to come. He really is hopeful for this whole thing. This connection is really changing things for him. He's looking at things in a different light than what he previously had been and I love this for him!

*Oracle deck was also used!

#—faes readings #stray kids fluff #stray kids smut #stray kids scenarios #stray kids reactions #stray kids #yang jeongin #kim seungmin #lee yongbok #lee felix #han skz #han jisung #hwang hyunjin #seo changbin #lee know #lee minho #bang chan #christopher bang

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wishitweresummer · 1 year

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Stop Touching My Stuff!!! (Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Quackity)

Word Count: 1550

“Guys fuck off!!”, George yelled towards the two idiots rummaging through his stuff.

“Just talk to your stream!”, Quackity waved him off with a little smirk, picking up George’s ukelele and strumming it for Dream. George groaned and put his face in his hands for a moment before taking a breath and talking to chat.

“They literaly haven’t stopped touching my things. They’re not even over here talking to you guys with me, just over there going THROUGH MY STUFF!”, his voice ramped up near the end as he turned and shouted at them again, causing them both to giggle gleefully, only being egged on.

Quackity was over visiting the Dream Team and this was his first time getting to see George’s room. They had all kinds of fun content planned for the weekend, but now it was nearing the end of Thursday and this was the last stream of the night. Dream and Quackity were finding it harder and harder to stay focused on the stream when it was so much more fun to watch George seethe by them just poking around his room.

“You just moved in less than a month ago, right? How is there so much stuff in here?”, Quackity teased. George didn’t look over at his voice, but his attention was grabbed when he heard a basketball bounce against his floor.

“You’re going to break something!”, he yelled, the two giggled, delighted at how easy it was to wind him up.

“You wanna live with that?”, Quackity asked to Dream, making him wheeze. George gave a little eye roll and smiled despite himself, looking away.

“Idiots. Absolute idiots.”, he told the stream. “I think I’m going to head off and deal with these two before they destroy my room. We’re doing a bunch of fun stuff this weekend with the Quack-meister, so look out for that.”. Quackity left the basketball where he found it and ran back to the stream. George flinched at him approaching so fast and Quackity grabbed his shoulders.

“And I’m moving in! Me and George are getting bunk-beds! Tune in tomorrow for the vlog where we go bunk-bed shop—AYEE!”, Quackity jumped away when George whipped around and grabbed his sides.

“You’re being so crazy!”, George hollered. Quackity shrunk away giggling, rubbing at his sides.

“What, you don’t want me to move in?”, he recovered quickly, pouting now. George just narrows his eyes and stares back until Quackity gets uncomfortable with the eye-contact and starts giggling again.

George jumped violently in his chair when two big hands suddenly gripped his shoulders. The hands released him when he startled and he sunk back with a little groan.

“Dream.”, he whined. The other two were in hysterics over the reaction. Dream doubled over clutching his stomach and Quackity grabbed onto George’s chair and was banging and shaking it crazily, both being incredibly loud.

George cringed preemptively at the clips he’s sure chat just caught of him nearly pissing himself at Dream just touching him. He had to clutch the arms of the chair as to not be thrown off by Quackity.

“Why did…ahhh…you…you jumped…ahh”, Dream struggles to get any words out, wheezing through his laughter.

“My stomach!”, Quackity cried as he wrapped his arm around said body part. George couldn’t help but smile dumbly at how goofy his friends were. He decided then and there they needed to be punished. The new playful energy started to buzz through him and he clapped his hands together.

“Bye guys!”, George waved and quickly ended the stream. The suddenness grabbed the other two’s attention a little, but George moved too fast. In one movement, he stood and wrapped his arms around Dream, easily pulling him to the ground in his weakened state. He yelped.

“Hey! What did I-“, Dream cut off his own protest with a shriek, curling up as George started tickling his sides. “No please!”. He burst into laughter.

Quackity quickly sobered up and dropped to his knees, wanting to get closer to the scene.

“Get him!”, he cheered.

Dream gasped and grabbed both of George’s wrists firmly, much stronger than the smaller boy. He let his head drop back against George’s chest as he collected himself steadily. There wasn’t much George could do besides watch him.

“George I promise you, I will fuck you up.”, Dream looked up and threatened him with a smile.

Shivers crawled down George’s spine. He knew from experience that Dream was very capable of backing up that threat and embarrassing him horribly in front of Quackity. He pledged silently in his head to get his revenge on Dream another way and switched his focus to the other boy.

Quackity. Quackity who’s even smaller than him. Only 5’7”. George sized him up, obviously. He squirmed under the gaze.

“What’s happening?”, he asked. He was pretty sure what was going on, but didn’t want to over-react incase that just gave George ideas. Dream’s threat had rattled him a bit and it wasn’t even directed at him. Something inside him was screaming ‘Run run run!’. Quackity started to get to his feet right as George scrambled out from under Dream. He froze at the action, which was the wrong move.

“No!”, Quackity cried out shrilly as George tackled him down. George burst into giggles at the cry and wrestled him into the position he wanted. “Don’t!”, he yelled. Once Quackity knew for a fact he was about to be tickled he started fighting for his life. It was all in vain, though. His strength was dwarfed by George’s. Dream scooted over for a front row seat to the show and they were both delighted at the how red Quackity’s face had turned.

“Get him!”, Dream teased, an echo of Quackity from a minute ago.

George managed to get one of the hands wrangled and pressed it to the squirmy boy’s chest. He started tickling roughly at his ribcage. Quackity twisted and screamed bloody murder.

“Oh my god!”, George laughed, looking over at Dream in shock. Dream’s mouth dropped open at the sound. Quackity broke down quickly into his usual cackling as George started to poke and squeeze around his sides and tummy.

“Fuck OFF!”, he threw his head back and kicked at the floor behind George, hiccups breaking through his ear-piercing laughter already. Dream and George were amazed at how much it truly looked like Quackity was dying. He must have been already worked up from all the excitement of being around his friends again, and all the high-energy streaming.

George eased back a bit as he tried to recall Quackity’s worst spot. ‘His back, I think?’’, he wondered. Good thing Quackity can’t read minds because that would have floored him. He pinched experimentally at his hips and giggled as Quackity cried out dramatically.

“Now say you’re sorry for rummaging through my stuff!”, George used just one finger to knuckle into Quackity’s rib cage.

“NOOO!”, he threw his head back and wailed with crazy laughter, thrashing and kicking at the ground.

“No?!”, George echoed, really playing it up. “Noooooo?”, he let go of Quackity’s wrist and dug into his sides with both hands.

“Pffft!!”, he sputtered and cackled, sounding crazed. He fought with George’s hands, but lost every time. He started to shake Quackity by his sides and grinned at the noises the move produced.

"God, Quackity your laugh is fucking insane actually.", George gasps out at the volume, shaking his head, giggling at the absolute scene he was making. Dream wheezed loudly next to him, making him jump again and he can’t help but laugh along with them. This event probably being the loudest thing to ever happen in the Dream Team House. The walls practically shook with Quackity's desperate screaming cackles, Dream’s painful-sounding choppy wheezing and George’s chaotic laughter.

Eventually George shows mercy after successfully tickling some apologies out of the smaller boy.

The three flopped on George’s bed, Quackity a lot floppy-ier than the other two. Although George had tickled him to the brink of insanity, he didn’t show any signs of retaliation or anger. Though, is cheeks were tinted pink and didn’t seem to be calming any time soon. He slipped right back into the antics, stealing George’s phone out of his hand and pretending like he was about to tweet something. Clearly unfazed by the torture his last antic had brought upon him. The two broke out into a screaming match right away.

Dream leaned his back against the wall and watched them with a grin, tuning out of their fight and just enjoying the show. Having George move in was the best decision he’s ever made. Now the house was filled with this amazing chaos every single day. Concepts like “loneliness” and “boredom” were impossibilities in his mind. He probably should ask Quackity to move in.

George and Quackity seemed to stop arguing about whatever they were going on about. He watched as they both went quiet and looked at him. Evil smiles playing at their lips. Dream’s back straightened.

“Huh?”.

In a flash they both had a hold on one of his arms and dragged him down into the chaos with them. His screams rang throughout the house.

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

#wishitweresummer #my boys with the loudest prettiest laughs #tickle #mcyt tickle #dream smp tickle #georgenotfound #quackity #dream #ler!georgenotfound #ler!gnf #lee!quackity #quackity tickle #georgenotfound tickle #dream tickle #lee!dream #kind of #qnf #qnf tickle

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