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Take Me Higher | CHS (M)

🍃Summary: Yeah, your first real party was completely different than you had imagined, but it was even better than you had hoped.

🍃Pairing: Stoner!Vernon x Stoner!Afab Reader

🍃Genres & AUs: Smut, a dash of fluff, friends to lovers au, pwp

🍃Rating: 18+ (MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED)

🍃Content/Warnings: Marijuana usage, mention of alcohol, profanity, protective sex, cunnilingus, fingering, handjob, bathroom sex, sex while high (they’re both faded but they like each other and are consenting), multiple orgasms, dry-humping, allusion to big dick!vernon, reader has boobs and a vagina but no gendered terms are used for y/n

🍃Words: 6.1k

🍃Note: As a cannabis connoisseur myself, I love stoner!vernon fics and will read any and every single one so it was only a matter of time before I wrote my own. Truly it was a mighty need - especially blue hoodie Vernon because that's my favorite shoot of his. This is based off of a slightly true story of my first adult party years ago. Y/n has a much better partner and time than I did though 😂

I also listened to Rihanna's Anti album (aka the last album she'll give us 😭) a lot when writing this for whatever reason.

Thank you bestie @the-boy-meets-evil for being my beta!🫶🏽

Tagging the lovely @kthpurplesyou 😘

🍃Net Tag: @kflixnet

Tonight was turning out to be different than you ever thought it’d be. It’s your first-ever real party and it was turning out to be much less notable than you’d have imagined. Growing up, you had been a typical wallflower with a tiny group of friends that were as introverted as you, so you never knew people who threw parties, and you sure as hell weren’t “important enough” to get invited to them. Nothing much had changed from middle school and even through college.

It’s not until you’re well into your young adulthood that you receive your first party invitation. It comes from your oldest friend, Joshua, whom you recently reconnected with. You had practically grown up with him and when he and his family moved away, your communication eventually lessened with life and timezones in the way. It isn’t until you just so happen to move near him after college that you start hanging out again. He sends you an Instagram message after happening to see a location close to him that you tagged in a post.

You and Joshua easily pick your long-dormant friendship back up, getting along as perfectly as you had years ago. Your closeness and trust are quickly restored in him the more time you spend together. It’s why when he invites you to a party a friend of his is throwing, you jump at the chance.

Having never been to a party, you only had the tv shows and movies you watched to go off of as to what the atmosphere would be like. You imagine loud, deafening music, drunk people spread all over the poorly lit house, the air reeking of alcohol, and too many people.

In reality, the lights are on around the house as expected and the music that plays over a speaker in the living room is loud enough to get lost in while dancing but not so loud that you couldn’t hold a conversation. Instead of smelling like nothing but alcohol, the air only smelt of pizza and an artificial air freshener, with a hint of beer.

There are only a few handfuls of people milling about, most of whom Joshua and Jeonghan - his other close friend who came with the two of you - had long since introduced you to. 

One of whom you’ve spent the most time with when you hang out with Joshua and his friends and are the most familiar with. You have a ton in common and always feel comfortable around him. 

He also happens to be the friend that you have an embarrassingly huge crush on. 

“Hey, Vernon!” Joshua calls his name as the three of you file down the basement stairs where it looks like most of the guests are. 

Vernon turns from his conversation to find you three and if you didn’t know any better, you’d think his smile widened when he made eye contact with you. 

He says something to the guy he’s talking to before approaching you all.

“Hey, Josh, Jeonghan. Hi, Y/n. Thanks for coming.” 

“Obviously we’d show up! I don’t think anyone has thrown a party just for fun in months. And I knew you wouldn’t mind if I brought Y/n. It’s baby’s first party!” Joshua throws his arm around your shoulders, bringing you forward from your spot nearly hiding behind him. You’re not too flustered that you can’t pinch him in the side for exposing you so willingly.

“Of course, I don’t mind!” Vernon rushes out, maybe even a little too loud. He clears his throat, breathing out an awkward laugh. “Anyway yeah, Seungkwan and Chan were feeling particularly social this weekend so I didn’t have much of a say but it’s cool.” Vernon scans the room, pointing out his two roommates across the room as he says their names. “Tonight won’t be anything crazy so don’t worry.” He says the last part to you, a sweet smile on his pretty lips.

As if they could tell they were being talked about, Seungkwan and Chan spot the group of you and are over in an instant, thanking you for coming and guiding you over to where all the snacks and drinks are while Vernon trails behind.

Truth be told, the whole party feels as if it’s a normal hang-out session with everyone. Sure some people get a little more drunk than usual and there’s more dancing and obnoxious singing than there typically is on any other Saturday night, but overall it’s nothing like the parties in movies. No one is swinging from the ceiling naked and drunk off their asses (unless you count Soonyoung shirtless and screaming at the top of his lungs to the karaoke song he’s doing, but no one is too concerned).

You’re even more grateful that you decided on jeans and a nicer shirt after agonizing over what to wear for days. Everyone was in the most normal clothes which took a lot of the pressure you had initially felt off of you. This includes Vernon, who was in jeans and an oversized, cozy-looking hoodie in the prettiest shade of baby blue. You could barely keep your eyes off of him, not that you really tried. He didn’t make it any easier, seeing how he hasn’t moved from your general vicinity all night. 

Whether it was near the snack table, upstairs for a little while, or standing near Joshua and Jeonghan as they played beer pong, Vernon hasn’t been far, mostly talking to the two men or any other people around you, occasionally trying to bring you into the conversation. You’ve been doing your best to contribute, but your nerves about not knowing what to do with yourself, paired with the butterflies in your stomach that erupt whenever Vernon so much as looks at you, have you feeling a little out of your element.

At some point in the night, Jeonghan wanders off and Vernon disappears for a bit. You and Joshua are standing near the drinks, trying a few different shots and you hate them all. You nearly forgot how much you dislike the taste of most alcohol.

“So when are you going to tell Vernon you’re into him?” Joshua’s question is abrupt and he knows it. It’s why he snickers, watching your face contort as you choke on the shot of Patron you just knocked back, which you instantly regret. 

“When am I going to what?!”

Joshua shrugs, taking a shot himself, his eyebrows only knitting a little. 

“You heard me. And don’t act so surprised. Watching the two of you steal glances at each other all night and then act all shy as if you weren’t doing that was cute for the first five minutes, but enough is enough!” Joshua reaches for another shot, but you smack his hand, demanding why he thinks you like his friend. You haven’t told a soul about your crush on Vernon.

He’s about to say something else, but then Vernon shows up and your attention locks onto him.

“Hey guys, I’m heading outside if you want to come.” His eyes linger on yours and you momentarily forget how to speak so Joshua answers for you, letting him know that you’ll both be joining him.

It’s late and you’re not sure what time it is, but the sky is full of tiny stars, providing faint light to the group of people sitting outside. The small circle of people is sitting on lawn chairs surrounding a brightly shining lantern and a bong as they take turns passing it around. The three of you take the spots still open with you between Joshua and Vernon. 

You didn’t forget what Joshua said inside, but put your interrogation on the back burner.

You’ve smoked weed before, in fact, you do so multiple days of the week. It’d been your chosen way to destress with friends before you moved and even more so now as you quickly learned that Vernon was the stoner friend in this group. If everyone was going to be hanging out and Vernon was there, there’d inevitably be edibles or a joint passed around. In your mind, you were practically perfect for each other.

The other partygoers greet you, and Vernon immediately takes the bong from the person next to him. Joshua falls into conversation with Wonwoo on his other side which gives you time to study Vernon.

He rolls up the sleeves of his hoodie, his forearms on full display. His movements are effortless as he leans forward to grab a pinch of weed from the grinder tin on the small table in front of you. His fingers, always looking so long, nimbly pack the bowl of the bong. He uses his middle finger to gently press it down as his eyebrows knit in concentration and his lips purse just a tiny bit. 

Your eyes never leave him as he places his lips into the mouthpiece and uses his free hand to grab a lighter on the table. Vernon lights the bowl with skilled fingers, inhaling gently but confidently, then removes it. His eyelids flutter closed, as he inhales steadily, the smoke in the bong swirling as it fills his lungs. 

Once he’s had his fill, he pulls the bong away, holding the smoke in his chest for a few seconds before his red lips part, the smoke seeping out of his mouth in rings and drifting up to the dark sky. A dopey smile plays on his lips as his eyes open again, meeting yours. 

The entire act has you clenching as you watch him work, so in his element and looking absolutely breathtaking while doing so. But the look he’s giving you now has an undeniable effect on you and the want you so often feel for him.

Vernon tips the bong lightly in your direction, asking if you want a hit and you accept it. Instead of handing it to you, he holds the mouthpiece out to you, keeping it in his grasp as you lean forward and place your mouth on it. Vernon lights the bowl for you, holding eye contact as you start to let the smoke billow into your mouth, your chest already feeling warm as it fills you. He waits until your eyes close to remove the bowl, and you inhale sharply, your head already feeling lighter.

The bong is pulled away and you tip your head back, the smoke swirling inside of you before your lungs begin to burn and you open your mouth, releasing the smoke. You watch it float up and dissipate and don’t notice Vernon’s gaze still glued to you.

When you meet his eyes, neither of you moves, almost waiting to see what the other will say or do.

Joshua is the one to interrupt the moment, yelling at the two of you for not sharing. Vernon leans over you to pass the bong to Joshua’s waiting hands and he’s the closest to you he has been all evening. The smell of his sweet shampoo hits you first before the woodsy scent of his cologne follows, topped off with the faint smell of weed. It takes everything in you not to kiss him, but you hold it together until he sits back in his chair. He slouches into the uncomfortable fold-out chair, his legs spread wide in his worn jeans, practically begging you to crawl into his lap. Again, you don’t, but dear god how you want to.

Time ticks by as your small group stays outside, passing the bong around the circle every few minutes. You’ve quickly lost the conversation being held by the whole group since you and Vernon spend most of your time talking amongst yourselves. You don’t discuss anything in particular, just movies you’ve seen lately, new restaurants you’ve tried, and some of your favorite new musical releases. Conversation with Vernon always flows so naturally and easily. The two of you rarely broach awkward topics which is a miracle in itself.

At one point, the conversation shifts to you and your lack of experience in the party department.

“So, you’ve never been to any party ever? Like not even a birthday party?”

“Do birthday parties at laser tag places count when I was like ten?” Both of you giggle at that, feeling so much more at ease than you did earlier.

“I don’t think so. I mean like, in high school, you never even went to like a small house party?”

You shake your head as you sip on the soda you had dragged yourself back into the house to get earlier. “Nah. I wasn’t really popular in high school and my friends and I were all too nerdy to throw parties. We had anime-watch nights, but that’s about it.” Waving your hands dismissively you chuckle, but Vernon just shakes his head.

“I can’t believe that.”

“What, that I’m a massive nerd? I wouldn’t think that’d be a surprise since Joshua and I literally got into an argument about Full Metal Alchemist last weekend at Seungcheol’s.” A snort leaves Vernon when he laughs and you can’t help but notice how endearing it is.

“No, we already know you and Shua are weebs!” He keeps laughing even when you lightly push him at his teasing. “What I mean is, I can’t believe that you weren’t popular. I mean, look at you!” He gestures wildly to you, his eyes sweeping over you from head to toe.

“Oh, come on.”

“No, for real! You’re so damn funny and so fun to be around. You’re super sweet and kind and you’re always taking care of us. Plus you’re the hottest person I’ve ever met so like, how the fuck weren’t people all over you? You’re basically fucking perfect!” His words make you feel fuzzy all over, and you know it’s not just the weed.

“Thank you, Vernon,” you whisper, averting your attention to your drink. Hearing Vernon call you hot and “fucking perfect” makes you squeeze your thighs together. Something about him complimenting you so blatantly has you weak in the knees. With your earlier stress gone and feeling a little more carefree, you decide it’s now or never. “I think all of that about you too,” you mumble under your breath.

At first, you’re not sure if he hears you so you dart your eyes over to him. Vernon is staring at you, blinking slowly and you can almost see the gears turning in his head.

“Oh wow,” he finally breathes out. “Really?”

Oh. He did hear you.

“Yeah.” You admit. It’s already out there so you may as well just stand by it.

Vernon’s brain looks as though it’s working overtime as he stares at you blankly. Your stomach does the most violent of flips as you wait for what comes next, unsure of what you should say. 

Thankfully, Joshua barges into the conversation, disrupting the tension that hung between you and Vernon.

“Hey, Y/n, I’m tired. I’m gonna find Jeonghan and head home. You wanna share an Uber? Jeonghan’ll probably crash at my place and you can too. Or we’ll put your address in as a stop.”

“Uh…” Do you want to leave now? You just kind-of, sort-of, maybe confessed your feelings to Vernon. But, he also kind-of, sort-of maybe did the same. 

If you leave now, will he pretend none of this happened the next time you see him again? Will he blame the weed for his words that he possibly didn’t mean? Does he want you to stay and decide what to do next together?

“Y/n mentioned staying behind for a while longer. Right?” Vernon decides for you, tilting his head and looking back at you, unmoving as he waits for you to verify.

“Oh, yeah I’m gonna stay a little longer.”

Joshua narrows his eyes at you, scanning your face for something that may contradict your words. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m good here with Vernon.” Joshua seems to inspect you both, the seconds dragging on before he finally decides that he accepts what you’re saying.

“Okay, but I better get a text from you later when you’re going home and when you get there. Got it?”

“Promise!” 

Joshua throws another look at Vernon. “Everybody better stay safe.” There’s something else behind Joshua’s demand and you’re not sure how exactly to take it.

You and Vernon watch him go before the earlier silence you shared is back. It hangs in the air for what feels to you like an eternity but is more likely only a few seconds.

“You wanna, uh, go upstairs?”

“Yes!” Vernon stumbles over his words when he asks you, but you don’t when you answer him. He’s barely able to get the last word out before you’re accepting his offer. You don’t care where he wants to take you because you’ll go wherever with him.

Vernon slowly stands, reaching for your hand which you give him without a second thought. He leads you back inside the house, upstairs, and to one of the bathrooms in the hall.

“Um, my room’s not clean. I didn’t really expect anyone would be in my room besides me so…” Vernon confesses rather sheepishly when the door is shut behind you. “But, Seungkwan made us clean all the common areas so I promise this room is clean.” A nervous chuckle leaves him, averting his eyes from you.

“That’s okay,” you admit. And it is. Your romantic feelings for Vernon aside (and yes it is a lot of feelings), you want him so badly. You yearn to kiss him, touch him, and let him fuck you, no matter where it happens. Knowing that maybe your feelings aren’t unrequited only makes you want him even more. “It doesn’t matter to me.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I’m sure.”

Vernon smiles at you, his mouth taking the shape of a heart that has your actual heart beating wildly. He approaches you almost cautiously, pressing you against the bathroom door.

“Are you sure you want this?” His question is a whisper as he’s practically nose to nose with you.

“Of course.”

“We can stop whenever you want to. If you get uncomfortable or change your mind about me or anything like that just say the word.”

“Vernon, I want to be here, I promise. Now kiss me, please.” 

And kiss you he does. Vernon dips his head to close the gap between you. His lips are a little chapped as they move against yours, but you don’t mind at all. Your hands ball themselves in the front of his hoodie while he cups your face and kisses you hard. His tongue prods at your lips and you open immediately, moaning as the muscle slips inside your mouth. His tongue wraps around yours, suckling at it and pulling another desperate sound from you. The urgency behind his movements is evident, as his hips meet yours, his body flush against you. 

It’s shallow at first and barely noticeable but when you do feel it - Vernon grinding against you - you instantly react, meeting his small thrusts.

When his clothed erection, already hard and straining through his jeans, presses against your pelvis, he makes a deep, pleased hum in his throat. Even through his clothes, you can feel just how big Vernon is. More wetness pools between your legs, already making your underwear feel uncomfortable and sticky. 

Vernon continues to hump against you, his kisses becoming more frantic and his hands have long since started wandering on you. His big hands cradle your hips, sliding down the tops of your thighs, then around you to grab a handful of your ass. He yanks you into him, his hips continuing to rut against you.

The sheer act of Vernon dry-humping you like a man truly crazy with lust only makes you want him more. You feel yourself clench around nothing, the friction of Vernon’s hard-on nudging so close to where you need him the most. He has to pull away from your mouth finally, gasping for air, but his hips don’t falter. 

“Vernon…please, I need more.”

“M-more?” 

“More. Need more.” Your words come out as more of a whine when he squeezes your ass again.

“More of me?”

“Please!”

“Fuck, yeah. Okay.”

He looks genuinely forlorn at the thought of stopping his movements, but he does, lightly panting from his exertion.

Your hands leave the crumpled fabric of his hoodie and snake down to his waist, slipping your hands under the hem. Vernon lets you undress him and then he does the same to you, pulling off piece by piece, tossing each article away without so much as a second thought and drinking in the sight of one another as you go. 

Vernon is back on you once you’re both naked, shoving your bodies together as he kisses you again. He cups your breasts, thumbs rubbing circles over your pert nipples. You moan into Vernon’s mouth, letting him work your sensitive buds, the sensation making you rub your thighs together. When your knee brushes Vernon’s hard cock, he nearly chokes. His hands knead at your plush skin as his lips trace their way from your lips to your neck.

Vernon’s teeth nip at your skin and your hands float up to grab at his hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands, keeping him at your most sensitive spot. Your knees nearly buckle when he starts to suck harshly and his hands continue their work on your tits.

Before you know what’s next, one of Vernon’s hands is inching down your body, stopping at the apex of your thighs. With a step out to the side, you spread your thighs to give him access. A single, long digit swipes at your already sopping folds. 

He eases his finger into your hole, your warmth greedily sucking him. Vernon begins pumping his finger in and out of you as he continues marking your neck, mumbling about how warm you are and how wet you feel. Your mind starts to turn to mush, your hands scrambling to grasp onto any part of Vernon you can. It happens to be his biceps - those of which are surprisingly firm. You’ve never seen him go to the gym or talk about working out, but clearly he’s doing something. The muscles ripple as he pistons his finger in and out, soon adding a second which slides in with no resistance.

His hot, rock-hard length brushes against your thigh and you reach down with the hand not clutching his arm for dear life, and wrap your fingers around his cock.

Vernon jumps, hissing through his teeth as you slowly jerk him off. Your thumb rubs over his tip, the precum oozing out and helping your hand glide over him.

His lips find yours again, the kiss bruising and messy as he finger fucks you faster and the squelching sounds you make around him echo off of the tile. His fingers scissor in you, working you open for him and when he grazes that soft, spongy spot inside of you, your legs nearly give out. 

He manages to keep you upright with his other arm locked around your waist. “You okay?” His voice is gruff, much deeper than it was earlier and you can feel more wetness seep out and around his fingers. 

“I’m s-so close, Vern, fuck.”

“Yeah? Gonna cum all over my fingers?”

The sentence is so simple but it has you clenching around his digits so hard that you hold your breath.

“Mmhmm!” you can’t manage words, only sounds, but he doesn’t ask again, instead quickening his pace. Doing your best to match his speed, you twist your wrist, letting Vernon cant his hips forward and fuck into your hand. You whimper into each other’s mouths, the only focus is each other. The only thing either of you see and think about is the other.

Vernon eventually breaks the kiss and bends down to draw one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue flicking at the bud before sucking on it hard enough to hurt in the best way. The twinge of pain shoots straight to your belly, the tension finally snapping.

When you cum, you throw your head back, hitting the bathroom door with a loud ‘thunk!’ and your eyes squeeze shut so tightly that stars swim in the darkness of your closed lids “Fuck!” You choke out, your knees finally giving up on keeping you upright as you let go of Vernon’s cock to grab a hold of his other arm.

Your body sags against his bare chest. He has to prop you back against the door while he helps you ride out your orgasm. The image of you like this, naked and sweaty and crying out for him on his fingers will live in his mind rent-free until the day he dies.

When he finally slips out of you, he can’t help but stare in awe at your juices that drip down his fingers. His first impulse is to shove them into his mouth which he does eagerly, sucking and savoring the flavor of you.

Vernon’s eyes roll back and you watch the entire thing, struggling to keep your eyes open.

“Can I eat you out? If that’s okay with you of course.” Vernon’s eyes are wide as he meets yours, half-afraid that you’ll say no. He’ll respect you of course, but he’ll also daydream forever about the way just the small sampling of you tasted on his tongue.

Luckily, for both of you, you want nothing more than to feel Vernon’s kiss-swollen lips on your cunt.

“Please!” You shamelessly beg, droopy eyes widening at his request.

He leads you to the bathroom counter and helps you clumsily clamber up onto it. Both of you are wobbly and clumsy from the weed, but you make it without injury. Vernon’s on his knees instantly, wide hands prying your legs open, pussy on full display. 

“Holy shit, you’re so wet!”

“Vernon!” You cover your face in embarrassment, feeling self-conscious.

“Like, your pussy is fucking shimmering in the light, baby.” His face is right in front of your heat, the proximity making your hole flutter right in front of his eyes. “Fucking hell I just watched your pussy squeeze. I’m going to pass out.”

“Vernon, fucking touch me already, please! I need you so bad!” His heavy eyes meet yours, tongue darting out to lick his lips. 

“Yeah?”

“Yes, please.”

Much like earlier, he didn’t need you to tell him again as his eyes focus on you and he dips his head between your legs. 

Vernon’s tongue immediately finds your clit, the muscle flicking forcefully, sending a jolt through you. Shaky fingers rake through Vernon’s hair and grip the brunette locks for support as he takes your clit into his mouth, sucking on it in the way you need.

“Fuck! Vernon, yes!” Your hips start to buck up into his face when he changes direction and dips his tongue into your pussy, groaning low in his throat as he does.

“Mmph! So good.” Vernon drawls, his words muffled as he tongue fucks you, slurping your wetness as he does.

His tongue darts in and out of you, his nose brushing your clit every time you lift your hips. Vernon makes out with your cunt, the lewd sounds alone are enough to have you hurdling to your end and Vernon’s grunt reverberating through your body is what ultimately has you cumming. 

“Vernon!” His name erupts from your mouth in a shriek, your thighs clamping around his head. Your whole body feels as if it’s on fire, as you arch almost painfully into him. You stay that way for what feels like minutes, hips still pushed towards him as you gasp and Vernon continues to lazily lick at you.

The world could crumble around you at this very moment and you don’t think you’d care. 

That was undisputedly the best head you’ve ever gotten.

Vernon chuckles from between your thighs, finally coming up for air.

“Best head ever huh?” His nose all the way to his chin shines with your juices as he gives you a lopsided grin. 

You hadn’t even realized you said your last thoughts out loud. Only a small part of you feels embarrassed. The rest of you only focuses on Vernon as he stands up, his cock red and angry as it rests against his stomach.

“Can - can we do it on the floor? My legs feel like cooked pasta right now and I can’t stay upright.” His expression is sullen as he says this, but you can only giggle at how cute he looks, pouting at you, cradling his very thick, very distracting dick.

“You can fuck me wherever you want as long as you do it.”

Vernon’s eyes widen, blinking a few times as if your words fluster him, but he quickly snaps out of it, helping you off the counter. He grabs a bath towel hanging on the rack nearby and spreads it out on the floor before helping lay you on it. He promises that it’s clean, but you shrug his worries away. Towel or not, at this very moment all you want is Vernon to fuck you even more stupid than the weed has made you, and you don’t care what he does it on.

With fumbling hands, Vernon reaches for his pants and digs his wallet out in search of a condom. When he finds it, he opens and rolls the rubber on, hands trembling as he goes. 

He scurries back over to you, easily taking his place between your legs. He momentarily forgets what he’s doing when he catches sight of your still-sopping folds and you have to call his name to get his attention. His eyes dart up to look at you, fixating on your heaving chest and bottom lip pulled tight between your teeth, hair sprawled out around your head, eyes red and shiny, staring right back at him. 

You look straight out of all of the late-night fantasies he’s had about you and you don’t even know it.

Vernon’s cock feels as big as it looks when he finally eases inside of you, your legs quivering along the way. His hands hook under your knees, keeping you open until he buries himself balls-deep into your pussy.

The two of you share a moan, your voices harmonizing in pleasure at finally filling you and being full by him. He takes a moment before he thrusts forward, gauging your reaction. A scrunch of your brow and a nod to him lets him know to move and he anchors himself by gripping your thighs as he starts to snap his hips.

A high-pitched yelp leaves you, echoing in the room along with the wet sounds of your arousal, the sound only intensifying as Vernon starts to fuck you with more urgency. 

“Holy shit, Y/n. You feel fucking incredible.” He pants out as he drives his hips into yours, sweat already beading at his hairline.

Your shaky hands reach up to wrap around his shoulders and you pull him closer. “S-so do you…” Vernon stumbles, but catches himself, planting his hands on the sides of your head. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you do your best to lift your hips with each thrust, meeting Vernon’s momentum as he fucks into you.

Through the condom, you can still feel the most prominent veins on his cock, the friction gliding against your walls, your eyes crossing at the pleasure. The bathroom floor isn’t where you imagined your first time with him being, although you never thought that your first time with him would even happen. Your crush on him was one you kept close to you and in your mind, it wouldn’t be reciprocated. 

That thought was obviously cast aside if the way his soft brown eyes, rimmed with scarlet, are looking down at you, even as his lips press together in concentration with each drive of his body jolting yours and almost pushing you across the floor.

Even with THC coursing through his system and making every other movement so slow, Vernon is quick and determined as he rocks into you, your soft, gummy walls squeezing him harder the faster he fucks into you at a bruising pace. 

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” Vernon rasps out between grunts. 

“You’re f-fucking the last of my brain cells out of m-me and you wanna be romantic?” You manage a laugh, even if it gets cut off with a sob as soon as Vernon’s cockhead bumps into your g-spot. 

“I can’t help it. You make me wanna be romantic.” His words are accentuated with a breathy groan - the sentence a stark contrast to the way he pummels your cunt.

Tears well in your eyes, and you blame the weed for bringing emotions out of you. Raising your head as best as you can, you meet his lips in what is meant to be a sweet kiss, even if it’s more teeth than anything, but neither of you minds.

You lay back and settle when you can’t keep yourself up anymore and Vernon stays close to your face as he pivots his hips, shoving his hand between your bodies. It takes him a second, but he eventually finds your clit, eliciting a shriek from you.

The pace that Vernon finds with both his hips and his fingers has your orgasm right on the cusp, your body already sensitive from earlier. 

“V-Vernon!”

“Say my real name,” he wheezes desperately. 

“Hansol! Fuck, so good. ‘M gonna cum! So close…” His real name rolls off of your tongue just as easily as his nickname does, if not easier.

His fingers pinch at your clit between pressing against it as his other hand supports most of his weight, his sweaty forehead resting against yours. 

“Cum for me again, baby. Wanna see you cum just for me.” His voice is like honey, dripping all over you, and setting your heart and body ablaze.

You reach your high then, a needy cry of his name exploding from you, your body going stiff. Wave after wave rushes through you like an inferno, your blood rushing to your head. Through the ringing in your ears, you hear Hansol actually growl from above you, your name, and a string of curses sounding like a chant coming from him.

His mouth hangs open again as his hips stutter, riding out his orgasm until he lets out a loud huff. Instinctively, you reach your hand up, running it through Hansol’s damp strands. His eyes slip close, pushing his head into your hand more, relishing in the way your nails graze his scalp.

The air is calm and full of so much adoration even as you both harshly huff and puff, catching your breath. You relish this moment with Hansol, wanting nothing more than to stay like this with him.

The sound of his stomach grumbling cuts through the moment. “Sorry,” he snorts, causing both of you to break into a fit of laughter.

“Wanna go back downstairs and get some pizza?” You ask him as he finally moves off of you and you peel yourself up from the floor. Vernon has to help you stand, but to be fair, both of you are unsteady as you stand again.

“Hell yeah. Would you wanna bring it back up to my room? I can clean up really quickly and you can stay over. I have a bowl if you wanna smoke more. But only if you want to! You can say no and I can stay with you until a rideshare gets here.” The nervousness in his question is obvious as he pulls his clothes back on, having to concentrate on getting both legs in his jeans without falling over.

“Of course, I’ll stay over. And don’t worry about the mess. As long as there’s room in the bed for us, the food, and to smoke it doesn’t matter to me, Hansol.” You smile to yourself once you’re dressed, loving the way his real name sounds to your ears. You want to only call him Hansol from here on out.

His head snaps up and he fixes you with a wide-eyed look once his hoodie is back on. “Really?”

You nod at him, laughing at his expression - the same incredulous look he’s given you all night. Closing the small distance between the two of you, you place a gentle kiss on his lips, enjoying the way he instantly melts into you.

Yeah, your first real party was completely different than you had imagined, but it was even better than you had hoped.

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#wkcnet #kflixnet #kbookshelf #k-labels #kvanity #thekpopuniverse #vernon x reader #hansol x reader #vernon smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #svt x reader #vernon fic #seventeen x reader #seventeen imagines #vernon imagines #hansol smut #vernon chwe smut #vernon chwe x reader #chwe hansol #vernon chwe #seventeen fanfic

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Idia and his parents communicating ipad to ipad for Family day. I want to see it, it sounds like something out of a dystopia 😭 can you write it? (Hope I’m asking the right way!)

I seriously thought long and hard about censoring Idia's whole face out using his tablet in the banner 😂 I ended up choosing not to because leaving his face exposed makes Idia more vulnerable (which suits the tone of this interaction).

This piece was actually inspired by a scene from a cooking manga of all things if you can imagine that 😭 It was about two brothers fighting because they reacted so differently to a traumatic event; I reworked the elements of that for this scene

***Contains major plot spoilers for book 6 of the main story!***

Family means Nobody is Left Behind or Forgotten.

“Idia.”

“Dad.”

The air between the two floating tablets was electric—not from the devices, but from the charged tension they emanated.

On one screen was a circle encasing a triangle and skull emblem, a generic symbol for Idia’s infamous voice calls. On the other screen was a man that could only be described as Death itself, pale skinned and blue lipped, suited in a pristinely lab coat. His hair was a blue blaze, and his mouth folded into a neutral line.

Ortho floated between the two tablets, his gaze darting nervously between them.

“So nice of you to pay your son a visit,” Idia spat. A mean, pessimistic bite to his speech was the norm—but these were different, coated in something stronger. Not quite hate, but the distinctively metallic flavor of masked hurt. “What am I in for this time?”

“I’ve come to check up on you,” Mr. Shroud said carefully, as if placing each word down with a fine pair of tweezers.

Idia couldn’t suppress an audible scoff from slipping out.

For as long as he had lived (though could one really define “living” as being cooped up in his room 24/7?), Idia had never known his father to be particularly warm. He was an aloof man, as icy as the pits of Tartarus itself, dedicating himself to research above all else. Results over emotions, and facts over feelings: that was how Mr. Shroud operated.

Something about his mere presence made Idia freeze over, his limbs lock up like a machine with cogs that hadn’t been greased. The man he called father—where had he and mother been when their son needed them most?

Two years. Two years of crying alone, grappling with his guilt and his fears, shut away from the world. Researchers passing him looks of sympathy, containing their whispers amongst themselves. It was the robot parts gifted to him that kept him sane, gave him some semblance of hope.

The limp body of a child, entirely indiscernible on the floor, was still so clear in Idia’s mind. Mangled, the warmth robbed from it. As cold and as lifeless as the machines that populated Styx HQ.

“Give him back. Give him back to me…! Give me all of Ortho… His body, his personalities, his memories! EVERYTHING!! I WANT IT ALL BACK!!”

His tears had run hot, but his parents’ blood had turned to solid ice. He had fixated, and they had seemingly forgotten.

“Kk, sure. I’ll buy it even though I actually don’t,” Idia said sarcastically. “Go off, say what you want to say.”

If Mr. Shroud was offended by his son’s tone, his face didn’t show it. “I wanted to ask if there have been any… issues since ‘the incident’. More specifically, among ex-subjects A through F, regarding their experiences within our facility.”

Because we neglected to wipe their memories with River Lethe this time, Idia knew. He wants to know if they’ve been running their mouths off about Styx with all the online rumors on secret organization going viral…

“How should I know? I don’t make it a habit of monitoring my classmates’ internet posts. And so what if they do? It’s not like anyone has proof…”

“This is a matter of great importance, young man. If word gets out about what we are and what we do…” Mr. Shroud frowned and shook his head. “It puts our entire operation in jeopardy. As future director, you should be taking this more seriously.”

“I didn’t make that choice,” Idia muttered. All I wanted… was to be normal. But no, that freedom was already taken from me before I was even born.

“What was that?” Mr. Shroud’s volume rose ever so slightly, brows subtly drawing together.

“Wah, let’s not fight!” Ortho interjected, holding up two hands. “It’s Family Day, Nii-san! We should be doing fun activities as a family. Will you join us, Mr. Shroud?”

“Ortho…” Idia bit back a protest.

Mr. Shroud’s expression shifted, adopting mild amusement. “… The world’s first self-improving technomantic humanoid.”

“Yup, that’s me!” Ortho twirled happily. His outfit—black and blue, just like the school uniforms of the Ignihyde students— shone wonderfully in the sunlight.

“Fascinating. It’s been equipped with a new gear which seems to being it something akin to human joy,” Mr. Shroud mused. “I assume this was your doing, Idia?”

At the other end of his tablet, Idia clenched his clammy fists. There he goes again, acting like people are his experiments. Just data to be stared at, manipulated and studied.

Annoyance colored the tips of Idia’s hair red. Ortho’s smile, his happiness, was genuine. Of that, Idia was certain—but it was a waste of his breath to try and convince his father otherwise.

For Ortho’s sake.

A deep breath in, a deep breath out. He expelled his pride, and his flames cooled back to blue.

“Yes, I made his College Gear. Ortho’s officially enrolled as a student now, so I don’t get what the big deal is. You signed off on it.”

“An artificial intelligence with the capacity for organic learning and growth is an ever-expanding field of interest. Your mother and I granted our permission for Ortho’s enrollment so as to collect data on…”

There was a rattle and a slam from the other end of Idia’s tablet. His shaky voice rose, fire burning red hot.“L-Look, I… I don’t care what you think of me, or about school, or your work. But don’t talk about Ortho like he’s just an object.”

“Technically speaking, it is an accurate statement.”

“Ortho’s so much more than that!! He’s my brother. Kehehe… If you can’t recognize that, then maybe you aren’t as smart as you like to think you are.”

Ortho’s eyes widened. “Nii-san…”

Mr. Shroud pursed his lips. “You’re being emotional. Let’s think about this rationally—”

“One day,” Idia continued, his voice cracking. “Just one day of being normal boys with a normal family. Can’t you at least give us that? No, I guess you can’t, because all you care about is getting your results. The feelings of your sons don’t matter.

“You won’t acknowledge Ortho as his own person, but you’re the one that’s more machine than man. We may as well not even exist until you need to call on us for something. Y-You..: You didn’t even cry when…!!”

“Idia.”

Mr. Shroud’s face was a marble mask, free from feeling—but in his eyes was an immense sadness. Despair swirling in a vortex of lost souls, locked away and the key thrown out. “You think you’re the only one who has been suffering? Your mother and I…”

He didn’t finish the thought. Or else the marble would crack, and a torrent of tears would escape him.

Idia went silent. Harsh accusations rested on the tip of his tongue, unsure if they would be spat up or swallowed down.

“… Human beings choose to mourn and to honor the dead in their own ways,” Ortho said quietly. “Coping is unique to the individual. Even so, I think it’s possible to understand one another.

“Nii-san, Mr. Shroud. Why don’t we do away with the screens and speak face-to-face? Maybe then… we could understand each other.”

Idia gave a bitter laugh. “… Sorry, Ortho. I don’t think I could do it.”

“But…”

“He is correct. From the looks of things, it would ultimately be a fruitless, futile effort. We’re done here,” Mr. Shroud declared. “You have the day off from classes, so you may spend it however you wish. Play your video games or whatever it is children do these days to amuse themselves.”

Idia snorted.

“… Be well. Until next time.”

Click!

His video feed abruptly ended. The cord between him and his children, cut.

Back at the Isle of Lamentation, Mr. Shroud pulled up a keyboard and notes on his device. He began punching in his report.

Day XX / Month XX

I was worried about Idia’s emotional and mental state in the aftermath of the incident. The boy has experienced a number of hardships as of late. Regardless, he seems to be doing well. He is still as reclusive and as snarky as he ever was. However, I observed a marked change in his behavior with regards to Ortho.

Idia has become rather protective of the android of his own creation. He now truly regards it as his own brother and reports to enjoy spending time with it. This could yield promising therapeutic results in the future.

I will continue to log his progress.

Signed,

Director Shroud

#Idia Shroud #Ortho Shroud #Ignihyde #twst interactions #twisted wonderland interactions #twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #NRC Family Day #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland scenarios #twst imagines #twisted wonderland imagines #spoilers #tw // death #angst

[scarlet-fantasies]

Living/Moving in with Zeke Hcs

::Description::

You move in with Zeke. what it's like/dealing with him/chaos.

::𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:: nsfw???

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𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡

𝐼𝑛𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛

𝐶𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑛 --> 𝑇𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

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© 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑒𝑡-𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑠 // 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙, 𝑟𝑒𝑢𝑠𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠. 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑖𝑠𝑒. // 2021-𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡.

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🔑 He asked you to move in, honestly he was waiting for you to just say yes.

🔑 He was so excited when you finally considered it. Literally tackled you to the floor in pure joy.

🔑 “Now I can have a roomie!”

🔑 “Zeke, I’m your girlfriend.”

🔑 “Girlfriend and roomie.” He’d say teasingly.

🔑 Now you can expect pancakes from him as he likes making breakfast since he believes it’s the most important meal of the day.

🔑 And you can best believe he puts blueberries in it.

🔑 You two have a debate about waffles or pancakes and it just never ends.

🔑 “Waffles are better because they have a crisp edge, plus you can divide them evenly.” You’d point out.

🔑 “Pancakes are soft and crispy on ed ages and they don’t need to respect math bc why would anyone share anything so good?!”

🔑 “Zeke, you’re being really dramatic.”

🔑 Likes to cook actually so you could find him in apron when you get home sometimes. And he's incredibly focused when he is cooking, dare you interrupt.

🔑 He’s even a bit of a barista and prefers he does it because he doesn’t trust you.

🔑 During breakfast, he sits across from you and he sparks up the weirdest convos.

🔑 Like whether you're his best friend or girlfriend it doesn’t matter to him 😂. I’ll provide and example or two:

🔑 “Is there a reason why your underwear is always mismatching?”

🔑 “Zeke, what kind of a question is that?”

🔑 “It’s just a question, I’ve never known a girl who did that until living with you.”

🔑 “How do you even know that?!—wait, you went through my drawer! You perv!” You’d get up about to hit him on his shoulder. (Not that it was painful)

🔑 “I didn’t I was just doing your laundry.”

🔑 “Why?”

🔑 “Because you were sick and I asked and you said I could. Remember?”

🔑 “That was a month ago why are you bringing it up?!”

🔑 “Because I’m curious! Why do you have mismatched underwear?”

🔑 “I don’t know, I just do.”

🔑 “Hmm I wonder what that says about a person, it sounds like you're still a kid at heart Y/n. I mean to own a pink bra but flower underwear that’s blue it’s obvious.”

🔑 “Shut up! Stop talking about my underwear! I’m moving out.”

🔑 You always say you’re moving out and he gets so dramatic about it.

🔑 “But why do you want to leave? I take care of you?!😭🥹 and what am I going to do without my girl”

🔑 “Hm, maybe that’ll teach you to not look at my underwear drawer.”

🔑 “I’ll only look at it a few times a year, I promise.”

🔑 “A few times a year, Zeke this is not negotiable.”

🔑 Overall you don’t ever actually leave.

🔑 He always gives you puppy dog eyes when you try to leave and it kinda works. Although you always stay because you care, but sometimes you like to mess with him.

🔑 In the morning he sometimes wakes up early for a morning jog/run and so he leaves you sticky notes on the fridge that let you know where he is and that he loves you. He even puts other notes like where food is or anything important.

🔑 Sometimes he has you tag along to jog with him, so yes he hauls you out of bed even when you’re half asleep.

🔑 “Hey, keep up.” He’d say looking find you a little far away because you’re walking slow.

🔑 “I can’t I'm so tired. Why do we have to jog so early?”

🔑 “It’s 8:30, it’s not that early..”

🔑 “To me it is, it was my day off couldn’t I just sleep?”

🔑 “Yeah, but this is good for us.” He’d say jogging slower so that you could catch up.

🔑 “Good for us? I can’t even walk anymore. How can you still jog?”

🔑 “Stamina baby, something you lack in more ways than one.” He’d smirk.

🔑 “Shut up!”

🔑 At some point, he’d probably just give you a piggyback ride because you told him you were giving up.

🔑 I feel like he always sets up baths for you and he has so many bath bombs for you to chose from.

🔑 And probably has so many bath and body work lotions for you. Even for himself

🔑 And he puts candles and stuff there too.

🔑 Afterwords when you’re done showering he likes to massage your back and he’s pretty good at it.

🔑 Although you’re trying to not make any noise at the same time.

🔑 He likes to play board or card games with you.

🔑 And he gets so nerdy about games, especially the wizard ones lol.

🔑 He makes an arrangement for there to be a movie night every week. It mostly consists of mystery, horror and sci-fi, and a bit of philosophy.

🔑 Zeke likes making art so if you share the same interests you two sometimes make art on the weekends and enjoy doing that together.

🔑 When you come back from the store you challenge each other of who can carry more groceries. Or even when you come back from somewhere he races you to the house.

🔑 And you know damn well he’ll push you just to win.

🔑 He plays I Spy with you in the car.

🔑 “I spy with my little eyes something blue.” He’d say.

🔑 “The sky” you’d sarcastically answer.

🔑 “You are no fun.” He'd scoff, acting offended.

🔑 "Okay, my turn. I spy something green." You'd answer, bored out of your mind.

🔑 "Hmm, my eyes?" He'd ask.

🔑 "No, its the grass." You'd reply looking out the window.

🔑 "You're not supposed to tell me the answer"

🔑 "Sorry, you picked something easy so I thought I would pick something easy to." You'd shrug.

🔑 "Find I'll make it harder, I spy something red." He'd say with a mischvious grin.

🔑 "Why are you smiling like that?" You'd break out into a laugh, knowing he's up to something.

🔑 "Guess what it is."

🔑 "No, I don't--it better not be my bra." You'd say surprised

🔑 He'd look at you with a smirk before keeping his eyes on the road.

🔑 "Zeke!"

🔑 When you two are driving he will call shotgun and make you drive. He changes the song that you have on just to annoy you.

🔑 “Hey!” You’d look at him while he’s just laughing.

🔑 This causes you to change it back, kinda like in those movies when two people fight about a song.

🔑 Smokes outside the place bc you’d throw a fit at him for doing it elsewhere.

🔑 Likes to work on puzzles and crosswords for fun.

🔑 He even likes those brain teaser games.

🔑 In his spare time, you can find him doing that or he’s reading a book about useless knowledge.

🔑 I see that Zeke is able to paint really well so some of his works are up in your shared place.

🔑 Apart from this he is pretty fair and splits all work with you 50/50

🔑 Like he will do the laundry, he low key makes jokes saying that he enjoys it.

🔑 “I love doing your laundry.”

🔑 “No, you don’t.”

🔑 He’ll do anything he doesn’t mind.

🔑 Will drink with you to celebrate on occasion.

🔑 One thing he looks forward to when comes home from work is sitting down with you and watching a movie or having you listen to him go on about his theories while lying on your bed.

🔑 He likes doing skincare routines with you and talking about drama from work.

🔑 He'd even do things like read fortunes on cards. Or just read random facts and share them with you.

🔑 Or ask random questions.

🔑 He does this even when you both are going to bed.

🔑 You'll be resting trying to go to bed and he'll ask, "Can cows swim?" like that one meme, lol.

🔑 "Zeke, no of course not." You'd say, turning over on your side.

🔑 You'd end up looking it up with him 5 mins later tho.

🔑 likes to also do stretches before going to bed and will invite you to do it.

🔑 of course that can always lead in one of two ways. But for sure at one point his hands are going to be all over.

🔑 "You concentrate on your breathing." He'd point out.

🔑 "I would, if your hands would know their place." You'd laugh.

🔑 He tries to smoke after you two have had sex and you always catch him.

🔑 “Nah uh mister, outside.”

🔑 “I was trying to be the hot guy in those movies.” He’d defend making you roll your eyes and laugh.

🔑 “Uh huh, says that guy who tries to mimic poses of Renaissance paintings.”

🔑 “I’m flawless.”

🔑 You’d laugh, “Go outside, and come back when you're done.” You’d smile bringing him in for a kiss.

@sp00ksic0la @bubs-world

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#anime #attack on titan #snk #aot #attack on titan headcanons #zeke headcanons #snk zeke #attack on titan zeke #zeke yeager #zeke jaeger #zeke x reader

[dyketectivecomics]

hey, i have a question, how would you write Cassie and Jinny's relationship?

would jinny be on young justice, will it be long distance, what would their dynamic be?

My gut instinct was to say that I’d probably want to focus on them in those first/awkward stages of dating? Half the fun of reading for me sometimes is just enjoying the journey of two idiots figuring things out. Sometimes ya just want some sickly sweet fluff!

But the more that I think abt Cassie having a fraught history dating Kon/Tim, the metas abt comphet & okay also CassieRose visits my mind a LOT, not rent-free just as a surprise guest atm… also Jinny still on the heels of finding her last gf cheating & when we last saw her doin the road-trip thing with her friend (now kinda-sister???)

I’m like 👀 there’s some messy potential here AND I LOVE IT

But to circle back & try to answer in mostly the same order:

If DC were to give me the reins to write a run today, I’d def want to know what Outsiders is gonna do with Jinny first & make sure I’m not stepping on too many toes obvsly. I rlly hope that they’re picking up on the road trip from the end of her Special, but the premise isn’t leaving me super hopeful that there’s any editors left at DC to pay attention to that kind of thing 🙃 also there’s speculation rn abt a new YJ book with a diff cast so I don’t think either of them are gonna be part of YJ here pretty soon 😅

For fic writing tho, the beauty is that we can Licherally do whatever we want, so I can be as canon-compliant or noncompliant as possible so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ in that respect it’s a matter of when I would want that potential fic to take place (or ig what setting 👀 YJ college au request in my inbox I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOUUUU)

Long distance I think doesn’t really factor when one of the pair is able to fly so uh 😅 change in setting would have to be more of a factor to consider that? (Again, college AU I might consider it for its conflict potential 🤔) (also what qualifies as long distance bc I’ve got a friend who’s dating a guy that’s like 3hrs away, but that’s Texas distance so it’s nbd for them to see each other on weekends but I know some ppl would consider Not Living in the Same City as long distance so aksjsks) idk, distance just isn’t a big deal to me in Gen tho too. Like, You Find A Way to make it work or you don’t and that’s where delicious Conflict™️ can take root lol

And ahh dynamic… that age-old question… who’s Red/Blue, the Grump/Sunshine, who falls first vs who falls harder, god there’s so many things to consider. I do think I fall back on thinking of them as the Opposite Worlds Attract kinda dynamic (wait no, now I’m thinking of night at the museum and zom made that gemhex, not wonderhex I’m 😭😭😭)

It’s FINE, there’s not much new under the sun 😂 but yea, wonderhex is something I love a lot, would love an excuse to write for them 👀👀👀 I just need a nudge 👀

#wonderhex #jinny hex #cassie sandsmark #asked and answered #newtonnote #randywrites #god it’s been SOMETIME since I thought abt wonderhex tho ahhh 😭😭😭 #it’s been even longer since I published smthn too ;-; yall it’s been a TIME #I got to see an old friend last night tho and it made me feel like I was doing okay adulting so \o/

[jiminrings]

Y’all really want a remix in which oc makes dumb as a doorknob mistakes which leads to jungkook denying their MARRIAGE on live television and then goes for drinks with a woman who was almost *the one*, she openly admits to having a crush on him and leans her head against his shoulder while oc stands to the side and watches them giggle and flirt? Y’all really want that??🤨

And then she’s left at home alone to watch him and his almost first love make out on the tv? All while the rest of the world screams about how perfect of a couple they make. You want alllll of this to happen and then in the end jungkook still loves oc a little less than she loves him.

Bestie. i need you to be honest right now did you think this one through properly 😂

Ur on the wrong blog if that’s what ur into!! Over here we like seeing our men cry and grovel whether it’s on the hospital floor or bedroom floor or baby blue floor couch it doesn’t matter!!!

best friend when u put it this way im CRYINGGGGGGG 😭😭😭 i don't think i've ever had an ask that details to me the own plot to my fic and now that u did..... yea that is kinda crazy 😭😭

#i can't explain it fully but i'm 100% sure that i won't ever view my fics the way that u readers view it bc i just know too much abt it #i wanna read my fics the way that u guys do and not in this attached yet unattached way that i do as the writer... does that make sense #answered #478 feed

[nerdyenby]

Blue time :D I’m watching Joel

Pregame

I watched the first 20 minutes on Saturday without writing anything lol

TUNA ON PIZZA??!?!!!?!???! I like tuna as much as the next guy (probably more if we’re honest) but that is a solid no, tuna is meant to be eaten cold

“‘Who’s your favorite YouTuber?’ LDshadowlady of course, she’s great” They’re so cute I could perish

Joel saying he couldn’t choose between Jimmy and Grian because “they’re both my bad boys” The bad boys being the most wholesome group in the series is everything to me, actually

I’ve only just started to watch Joel more regularly but I’m glad he’s maximizing his bi wife energy :))

“I’m playing full screen now because I’m not a nerd- I’m not a noob anymore” and H is so proud

Joel is SMASHING that parkour!!!

Simultaneous quick changes but instead of outfits it’s accents

Slowly accumulating all the empires peeps :)))

The kazoo driving them all insane

“I don’t wanna play anymore” so true Scott

Bingo but Fast

How many pics have I watched that just never noticed the old lady hat???

Ok yeah this is their domain, I don’t know who else would’ve looked at that bingo card and instantly made a composter lol

The overly loud ace race music instantly flooding Joel’s (and my) veins with adrenaline

Guys I think it might be scuffed

They had such good comms and organization

Them all taking a solid fifteen seconds to figure out what order Joel and Scott’s usernames are in alphabetically

Battle Box

Y’all I think Scott watched the update video /j

The carrot mechanics get more scuffed the more people try to understand them lol

Okay so I’ve never actually watched fWhip and I thought his name was Jim for a second there but Scott was just saying “Gem” slightly more Scottish than usual

“Guys it’s okay, at the end of the day, we won bingo and that’s all that really matters” so true Scott

“Keep away from Bakyamon and Punz” “And Oli, ‘cause he smells” Joel 😂

Scott saying they aren’t even communicating well, they are, just not effortfully lol

“It’s the Empires synergy” so true

Joel best bingo player on the planet, real and true

Hole in the Wall

They’re so fixated on the veggies lol

“I love hole in the wall… sometimes… when I have good ping” conditional love smh

Joel just laughing midgame “This is so stupid” it is /pos

The way they were more intensely focused doing calls for Scott than when actually playing lol

“How did they make hole in the wall more stressful???” “ The eating” I love you Gem (I know she continued talking but that’s what I heard and it’s funnier this way)

Survival Games

Joel and Scott losing their minds over the map lol

The more perspectives I watch the more convinced I am that there is not a good spawn in this map

They’re all just vibing, they’re so calm lol

A skybase above a skybase? What is this, Limited Life??? (I’m so funny)

This sg feeling like a mashup of skybattle and tgttos is so quirky of it

Joel and fWhip running for their lives while Gem and Scott are doing a let’s play 😭

“Oh you’re a top? Wow” SCOTT!!!

Joel almost saying that was the weirdest skybattle lmao

He’s so proud of Oli ;-;

“Blummin’ stupid Elon Musk” based

Joel talking about how nice it is that there’s not as much pressure for this MCC, about to get first individual

The joined the halftime show at the perfect time to get exactly zero context and no instrumental lol

TGTTOSAWAF

Joel’s such a hater lol

“I always follow the girlies, the girlies got me” so true Gem

The way Joel said “my wife!! 😩”

First time I’ve actually seen someone complete breakdown lol

Noxcrew proving Gem wrong instantly

“We expected more from MCC organizer but like, it’s fine Scott, it’s okay” fWhip 😂

They’re all so proud of Oli :((

“My favorite chicken <3” “I’m the best chicken!!” Scott and Gem my beloveds

Sands of Time

“Get that wooden arrow” “Wooden arrow?” “Wooden key arrow” “… Rusty” “Rusty, yeah” fWhip is going through it

“What is scuffed about this?” “Joel don’t complain, just take the blessing and run” so true Scott

Noooo you were right the first time Joel

That felt so much louder and longer than usual, I knew it was coming but the dread just made it worse lol

The way Joel evades mobs is somehow both satisfying and vaguely uncomfortable to watch

They did so good :D

Joel checking to see how Lizzie’s team did <333

FWhip pointing out the Pac-Man looking mouths on pink’s skins, I thought the same thing!!

Big Sales at Build Mart

Everyone freaking out at the Oreo logo is my favorite thing

“I’m really loving the rainbow flag representation” so true Scott

Don’t beat yourself up Gem, it happens to everyone at some point

Joel is such a good runner 😭😭😭

I knew this was their game but watching them demolish it is something else entirely

Scott is so surprised that Oli’s still in 2nd, it’s understandable but it’s so funny

“I’m in 3rd overall??? Okay, okay, that’s crazy. Catching up with my boy, catching up with Oli” Joel :)))

“No matter what, somebody from Empires is gonna bring it home” fWhip :((( /pos

“I will also say, no matter what, everyone guessed us at like 5th and we have been popping off this event” “They should’ve known were more scuffed than that” so true Gem

Skyblockle

They’re so upset lol

Gem asking “What’s skyblockle?” And Scott instantly crowning her igl is so iconic (especially knowing how it ends lol)

The close quarters resulting in accidental hot potato with diamonds 😭

This is how skyblockle was meant to be played, I’ve never watched a skyblockle where everyone was comfortable and felt like they knew what they were doing before lol

They cleared cyan so cleanly but I know that’s gonna be painful from their pov lol

FWhip saying it’s safe and instantly almost falling off the edge 😂

I have no idea what’s happening but it seems to be working out for them lol

JOEL’S INSANE!!! HOLY CRAP!!!!!

THATS AN ENTIRE MASSACRE!!!!

They’re all so proud of each other!!!

“Empires repping!!” SO TRUE SCOTT

Dodgebolt

Sam and Scott’s banter :))

Joel jokingly saying Punz is easy and Sam being actually toxic “they also have Phil so they have a few good people” sir 😭

Sam hyping everyone up :)))

JOEL’S POPPING OFF!!!

Rip Gem jinxed it /j

He might not’ve not 1v4’d but he went 3/3 when he was the last man standing which is still crazy epic of him

Joel turning to ask if anyone hasn’t got to shoot yet :(( /pos

Joel jinxing Gem right back lol

The temptation to make angst out of the urgency Sam told Scott to shoot him despite them having never(?) been on a lore server together

Oli and Joel’s trade <333

Why do I feel like Skeppy hasn’t spoken at all?? Is his mic broken or am I just not paying attention???

“Gem said it’s not women’s history month I can kill another woman” stop reading her mind Scott, those were inside thoughts

FWhip getting the winning shot :))

Sam profusely apologizing to the frog 😭

Oli and Joel enthusiastically congratulating each other :D

Joel did so good!!!! They all did!!!!!

#mcc #mcyt #mc championship #mcc scuffed #joel smallishbeans #geminitay #scott smajor #fwhip

[moral-terpitude]

Hi, Ava! I just finished to read your last chapter (😭🥺) and I decided to jump in here to ask you about Quinn and if you have some headcanons, or ideas or something like that, about her but in 1920s. Like, what about her life a century ago? Her profession, her relationship with Tommy, etc... I'm intrigued. But not pressure, of course!! ❤️

Flor this is usually what I daydream and write little bits of when I need a break from the rest of the story!

(I’m slow moving through my notes this morning while at work but I was thrilled to see your question!)

So, there was a man that was a cobbler/shoe repairer around Waterloo Station in the beginning of the war that started doing tattoos out of his shoe repair shop. He had been in the navy and learned about it in Japan I believe, without looking it all back up again.

So, I don’t know how she ends up in London, but she does. Waterloo Station was one of the areas that soldiers passed through coming home on leave.

I’ll just post the first part of the whole snippet I’ve written instead of summarizing it 😂😂😂

But, here’s a moodboard also, and in similar fashion to Misadventures, the title of it is Selfish Machines, which is also a very good album! (The line of the song in the moodboard is from Caraphernelia, which I probably listen to on a daily basis and had the joy of hearing live with Jeremy McKinnon of A Day to Remember a few years back at a festival)

Waterloo Station, London, 1917

The bell above the door chimed, a man entering the shop as a woman deposited a few coins into the till, blonde curls of hair pressed tight against her scalp and hanging to frame her face, the pieces glimmering as light was reflected from a gold brooch, a singular peacock feather tucked amongst it all.

Tommy Shelby fidgeted with the paper between his fingers, folded in quarters, as the man exited the shop with his freshly repaired shoes.

He was, for a brief moment, under the impression that the signs on the outside of the building had led him astray.

“Can I help you, sir?”

The lilt of her voice was one he was only familiar with from the fairs and races as a child. Tommy remembered vividly attending with his parents, where American men spoke of the Natives they had brought with them as the men stood in proud position, feathered headdresses spread out like strutting peacocks as they children looked up at the men in awe.

“I apologize,” his accent was different from most of the men that Quinn heard talk on a daily basis, one that Mr. Burchett had pointed out to her was from somewhere in the West Midlands, around what they called the Black Country, “the sign outside said something about tattoos. I must have been—“

“No, you’re not mistaken,” she cut him off, gesturing for him to approach the counter where various sheafs of paper littered the workstation, pencil drawings on every one, and a singular one sitting alone was damp with ink, splotches on her fingers as she held out a hand for the paper.

She opened it, studying the simple lines he had drawn on the paper, before her green eyes met his blue ones through her lashes.

“Are you coming or going?”

“Coming or going?” His brow furrowed as he repeated the words back to her.

“Are you home on leave or headed back out—“

“On leave.”

She nodded, pushing up the sleeves of her sweater, the maroon tulle sleeves underneath revealing her forearms to be fully adorned. As Tommy looked closer, he realized all the black beneath the transparent parts of the fabric wasn’t more fabric, but ink in her skin.

Quinn sighed, handing the paper back to him before speaking, “I apologize, Mr. Burchett isn’t in today, he’s dealing with a personal matter, but if you’d like to come back in before you depart, I’m sure he could help you.”

His piercing eyes bore into her for a moment before speaking, “Are you not able to do it?”

“I’m afraid not, sir. This far I’ve only done tattoos on myself,” she held out her left arm, turning it so he could see the artwork that wrapped around it, “I’m not sure—“

“It’s just lines, eh? I'm sure you’ll do fine.”

She smiled, a blush creeping into her cheeks, not much different a shade than her rouged lips before she nodded, “Very well.”

#quinn meyer #misadventures

[m1lo0o]

ALERT‼️ @thekinkyleopard @aller-geez 😆

🌀NEW SNZ OC 🌀

Birth Name: Reno Wisterain

(Re)Name:Reuveyte Euven Emwire!!

Nickname: Rui or Reuvey🌀😭

Species: Fallen Angel

Sexuality: GAY🏳️‍🌈

Age: 26 (2,600 yrs old)

Birthday: 5/14

Zodiac: Taurus

Height: 6’3 1/2

Appearance Description: See-through teal wings, white hair, white attire, teal/baby blue piercings, long lashes, teal markings under his eyes, star shaped pupils, always a fang sticking out of his mouth wether it’s opened or closed because I think that’s rlly cute🥺💙

🌀FACTS🌀

•Loves to make jokes (they are HORRID…😂)

•He likes to live on the edge even though he’s already dead (which is how he died in the first place💀)

•Literally obsessed with shit he finds in the most random places

•He used to have long lucious hair before he decided to chop it off (to him it got annoying to take care of🫠)

•All 4 of his siblings think of him as the big brother when in reality he’s literally the youngest🥰

•He isn’t afraid of anything😈

•He’s surprisingly good at voice impressions 🤩

•People often compliment his physique (Literally who wouldn’t 😩😩😩)

🌀PERSONA🌀

•Very confident even if he’s in the wrong…💀

•Literally doesn’t know the mean of ‘embarrassed/embarrassment’(Yes, he’s that confident😭)

•Very protective even if he sucks at fighting🫠

•He has a soft spot for cute things which is why he can’t resist animals even if he’s allergic to them😏

🌀LIKES🌀

•Lana Del Rey, Mitski, Laufey, Indila, The Neighbourhood, Isabel LaRosa, Arctic Monkeys, TV Girl, and Chase Atlantic ‼️

•Heights

•Night walks🤩

🌀DISLIKES🌀

•Untrustworthy people

•People who get jealous easily

SNZ🫠🫠🫠:

He doesn’t have the kink, but he loves to annoy the fuck out of anyone who does🤡

•He’s allergic to most animals and he loves animals(how ironic…😏)

The animals that really get him in a fit are birds and dogs😭

•He has very stuck sneezes and once they arent stuck it’s hard for him to stop ESPECIALLY when around those two animals, the others are just like hives, runny nose and eyes😂

•Allergy snz:

“Hiih—…hehh!!—HEK’TKSCHA!..ugh..”

“Hii—hhh—eh-eEKSHIEW!..bleh..”

“EHHhh..—EICHIEW!”

(He literally can’t stifle no matter how hard he tries🫠)

•He gets sick often like every month or so🥺🥺

•He’s a baby when he’s sick (he does it on purpose to fuck around with whoever is caring for him😏)

•His symptoms are high fever,mild sneezing, coughing and very very bad sore throat since he does those cool voice impressions 😎(If someone he knows and told him that they have the kink, he will definitely try to fake cough or sneeze even if he doesnt need to😂😂😂)

•Sick snz:

“…Heh—HEKTISCHHieW!”

“…Hiih—HIIHCKT’IEW!”

“—Heh..hiHh!—cHiEWw!”

🌀BACKSTORY🌀

TW MENTIONS; suicide, blood, descriptive gore‼️‼️

Reno Wisterain was born to a human woman who married an angel. They had a total of 5 kids, including Reno. The first born child is, Kyodo (male), second is Eloise(female), third is Siene(trans girl), and fourth is Akilay(male). They all valued Reno, the youngest as the older brother since he was the one who cared for the family the most. He would often be treated badly by Kyodo due to his jealousy for practically being the favorite child. Reno’s parents eventually kicked Kyodo out and he wasn’t seen for several years. The family lived in peace in that time frame until one night Reno woke up to several blood-curdling screams. He ran to the source of the sound and discovered that his whole family had been murdered by none other than a reveng-seeking Kyodo. Since Reno wasn’t that experienced in physical battle he unfortunately lost and died due to being stabbed countless, horrific times. Blood was spilled that night and Kyodo left with no regrets for his actions. That hatred he felt for Reno was unbearable. So unbearable that not long after he killed them all, he killed himself. Reno’s conciousness awoke to him back on earth, but as a fallen angel. He had lost his memory entirely. So he decided to name himself Reuveyte Euven Emwire (without knowing he was renaming himself). Now he currently wanders his hometown with confidence, completely unaware of anything that happened in the past.😭

THANKS FOR READING THIS FAR🥺🥺🥺

I’m obsessed with him already..🌀🌀🌀

I spent like 5-7 hrs on his design😩

#snz ocs #oc artwork #minors dni #snzblr #oc shit #reuveyte euven emwire🌀 #RUI IS SO FINE 😩💙 #my oc art #I’ll write Gallay’s backstory soon dw😏

[ram-de]

[read] carter bennett is everything

AWWW small carter :( gshshshsh he's a good older brother my son carter

I love timber wolf😭 cute expressive pup

Fucking. Thomas bennett. this book is gonna be full of Thomas Bennett apologist propaganda isn't it. He's only human. He made mistakes. Well he should have apologize before he's dead not after! I will refrain from complaining about Thomas Bennett because this is my son carter's moment. OH MY GOD thank you thank you Carter for not... Absolving him of all his wrongdoing. HOLD HIM ACCOUNTABLE!!

Carter's farewell speech from his pov... I'm tearing up a lot reading this book... SOMEONE TIE HIM DOWN!!!

I always felt like the bond thing is so... Convenient sometimes. Carter should be all blue and tingling how come nobody noticed it? His presence? But then again Ox said he could mute bonds just like when he's gonna be the martyr. Hmm....

reliving all of this memories of leaving gordo... Pain... I don't have a choice. Oh the lie you tell yourself so you can sleep better, Thomas Bennett. My resentment for you is endless😂 He's gotten an easy way out after ruining both Gordo and Mark's life. Fucking Thomas Bennett.

So far though, in terms of trying to make things light of the impact of fucking Thomas Bennett, this book isn't as bad as Ravensong. Which is good. Please keep it like this

What should I do if I'm beginning to feel so repulsed of Thomas Bennett😭 Don't fucking try to be the victim in this one. OUUUUUU yeaa tell him mark. FUCKING SAY IT TO GORDO THEN?? LIKE MAN HE APOLOGIZED TO MARK. HE APOLOGIZED TO ELIZABETH. WHY. THE FUCK. DID HE NOT APOLOGIZE TO GORDO???? I need this man to go to alpha hell.

Mark is a better person than me because I'd be legit give that fucking shitass a solid punch or two (I cannot fight or do any offensive skill to save my life)

DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HIM YOU... THOMAS FUCKING BENNETT... AND DONT TRY TO JUSTIFY YOURSELF!!!! UGH. Mark can't even grief in peace wtf?? I FUCKING HATE THOMAS BENNETT.

Canes and pinecones, epic and awesome. Cutiepie adorable baby Joe it's nice to see you again😭 you were so different later on...

This psychic-witch lady is funny hshsjsjsjjs

I just read the table of contents... Is Elizabeth gonna die :-(

Timber wolf my cute pup you just gave Carter attachment issues shgsgjshdudh

Meeting the evil father in law...

HSGSHSJSH CARTER AND GAVIN IS A FUNNY PAIR I love opposites attract you don't understand

SEE I COULD LIVE OFF FROM SIMPLY READING THEIR INTERACTION I AM THRIVING I AM LIVING NOTHING MATTERS ANYMORE GRRRAAHHHHh

😐 Thomas. Fucking. Bennett. Knowing robert has another son. Keeping that from everyone. Visits him from time to time. COMPLICIT WITH THIS ALL. How the fuck do you see Gordo back at home and smile to him knowing his dad fucking cheated and that he have another brother??? SHOULD I MAKE ANOTHER POST ON WHY THOMAS BENNETT IS THE SOURCE OF ALL EVIL???

Thomas Bennett really flopped in his alpha leadership ngl how do you even fumble Mark your brother, him always around and chose Richard as the second instead? Tf

Elizabeth singing / dancing /cooking moments always make me soft... :-( she danced with ox, reminiscent of his late mother. She cooked with robbie for kelly... on one occasion she danced with joe too. I don't think gordo have danced. He sang with the pack on the road. But idk with Elizabeth. And now with Gavin. She's... SHE'S MY MOTHER....

It was warm like a summer day. It was candy canes and pinecones, it was epic and awesome, it was dirt and leaves and rain, it was grass and lake water and sunshine.

I always loved repetition hsgshsj they're so endearing to me (Ox has drilled into my head that his father gave him shits but that's ok because he's my son.)

Carter spitting facts a lot today. That's true. FUKC YOU THOMAS BENNETT. you kept Gavin here! You're complicit! Scum of earth! Fucking hell I hate it here. He's the one who wabbled in dreams AFTER HIS DEATH. Fucking coward.

“My dad says that Bennetts don’t deserve to be in control. They ruin everything they touch.” you're right kid from Carter's memory lmaoo Abel and Thomas were not good leaders so props :)

FUCKING THOMAS BENNETT'S SECOND RICHARD COLLINS. ruining my son's Joe childhood like wtf. This is all Thomas Bennett's fault.

Wait WAIT THIS IS THE ROADTRIP CREW REUNION😭

Gavin you menace gshgsjdjf

Please tell me Carter did laundry on his trip............... 😔

Wait whos taking on the green creek mayor's position if Carter ran away.

Aileen and Patice: the ultimate plot device

More Thomas Bennett forgivement propaganda. Snooze. This is... This is very blatant attempt to redeem thomas bennett and as #1 Thomas Bennett hater I will never stand for this😠 there is no way you can backtrack everything from ravensong, tj klune hshsjshsghs

Daddy Rico😭 gonna have a small pup (baby) soon

I'm tearing up oh lord this keeps happening. Every reunion... Damn it...

How the hell Elizabeth keeps knowing every single. Lady??? Robbie's mother. And then Gavin's mother. HMMM? ARE YOU A COMPLICIT TOO ELIZABETH

Damn it I can't believe everyone in town knows Gordo's father cheated on another lady and decided to traumatize him further through child labor and other means. That's disappointing. (yes I will babify gordo until the end of time) and that is a lot to ask ngl Elizabeth...

WERE HOME BABYYYY AND THAT MEANS MORE COZY PACK DYNAMICS AAAGAGHHHHH

Thank you, Carter being the only sane non-TB-apologist here... My son Carter... NOOO THEY'RE GASLIGHTING HIM UP... Thomas Bennet really has the whole clan manipulated... That scum... don't worry I'll carry the resentment enough for the whole pack

HSGSHSHSHSHS ngl I thought the premise of Carter leaving is a bit repetitive (and a bit dumb). but it is what it is

Gordo you old man you have said the father's day joke line before!! Your age is showing...!

My son robbie speaking facts. Gordo could kick the bennets when they returned. They had no rights.

I would read a whole book full of these, cozy, daily moments of the packs... No hunters, no alpha society shit, no wacky wizard trying to have power. Just... JUST STUFF LIKE THIS PLS... Die rabbit die? COURTING CHAPTER NEXT... I need to see Carter flustered.

Thomas uh... I had few objections to Elizabeth's heartful speech to Carter but I'll let it slide for the sake of, sake... Oh Elizabeth is dropping death flags... Rip... My queen...

Oh my god team former humans is so gentle with gavin😭 anything... NOTEPADS!!! just like bar scene in ravensong... My fav...

GAVIN DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE AGHJHhsshgsjs this is so sweet it hurts

I had several objections on how it can be Thomas Bennett's faults, Joe. But I won't say it because brothers bonding time. And I can kinda see his point... Damn Zen Alpha...

SHUEHSHDUE JOE :-( the bestest little brother ever please this is hurting me

I wish so too. Thomas is an awful alpha. Sure he may be a decent husband and father. Other than that he is shitty. I don't know why he has to pre-decide Joe as an alpha... Did he and Elizabeth go for a third son until they got an alpha... THIS IS SO INAPPROPRIATE I'll be back to Thomas slander

Tho-- no, no. I have better self control than this... HMM... ACTUALLY... SCREW IT. IT FELT LIKE. tj klune is like. Aware of how shitty Thomas Bennett too and to redeem him. He kept trying to backpedal. More and more propaganda, tch... the letters feel eerily similiar to my thoughts IF I were to be swayed to thomas bennett forgivement propaganda. No. No. I will not go over there.

Hmmm I don't know what to feel about this whole

*Thomas Bennett ruined a life and causes immense heartbreak that lasts 20 years (mark, gordo)*

Someone: oh sure he made an oopsie mistake he loved you, you know? Just forgive him, it's not a big deal. Get over it you fucking whiny bitch.

Less to say, I am not impressed...

HSGSHSJSH carter can be a straight one sometimes (as in, comedy duo. What do you call it, boke? Tama?)

THANK YOUUUI for backpedalling about gordo's mother. she's a victim. She barely get her respects even when she told the truth, that wolf lies, that wolf used gordo. Back then, Abel, Richard and FUCKING THOMAS BENNETT all is complicit in the scenescheme.

My son Gavin is 32 years old😭 when was he bitten because it can't be that long right...

I love that they're babying my 32 years old son😭

Elizabeth... You're so strong for admitting it all... Still won't change the fact that you AND FUCKING THOMAS BENNETT SCUM manipulated ox... And Mark... And gordo... Yeah idk...

Why are we skipping carter's i am wolf wolf provide wolf give food big wolf gavin must give food racoon racoon die racoon for gavin gavin eat racoon. Like WHY

THE JOY OF WHAT😭

I love love love the moments each protagonist got with other members of the pack...makes it very lively and just cozy

ELIZABETH HAD A CRUSH IN MAGGIE WHAT IN THE WORLD

...i feel like I should do write more live reactions but using the app is a hassle. This is now twitter💀 whatever...

Jessie is so real for cutting off that guys monologue. If you want to talk a lot at least make it interesting. It's not. I am still traumatized from Elijah's 3-pages rant referencing bibles and shit.

#brothersong #readingrams #I hate thomas bennett #I want to be Richard Collins when I grew up

[lovesomehate]

hi sorry idk if you made a post about it already but how was the EC concert and the meet and greet??? :3

IT WAS SO GOOD

I fucked up at the meet and greet because Kevin spoke to me and I blue screened so hard I forgot my name, and as a result I literally only took a selfie with him and Nico and not with the other guys (which I really wanted to 😭)

Like I literally forgot everything, thanked them all and while making eye contact with the others I took my vinyl and bolted (David gave me such an expectant look as I did it too! I’m being haunted by the memory help) 😭😭😭😭

Error Emma.exe stopped working 😂😂😂😂

Anyway, after that I made my way to the O2 with a couple of people I met at the signing (I made the joke that I was ready to be kidnapped, just following random people around a city I barely knew)

It was raining a lot and it just got worse as I waited on the queue and my poor hoodie tried to keep me dry but I ended up drenched, and then to make matters worse I was at the balcony, right under the blasting AC 😂 I thought I was going to freeze to death during the openers (good fucking bands btw!)

Kevin after like one or two songs saying it was hot in there and me and everyone in the balcony: turning into icicles 🥶

EC’s set was soooo good and hot that it did end up warming the whole place up and I stopped shivering 😂😂😂 (but it was too late for me, I got sick anyway 😂😂😂😂)

About the show: IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!

THEY ARE SO MUCH BETTER LIVE!!

February is so fucking far away! I can’t fucking wait to see them again!!!

#*foams at the mouth* #ask #anon #electric callboy #mah life #DUDE AAAAAAAAAAH #IM STILL IN SHOCK #ANNA WAS AN ANGEL THAT GAVE ME THIS CHANCE

[sarahscribbles]

because I have a shit memory and need the picture here-

Rouge - Because you're incredible, and I cherish our friendship 🥰

Sky Blue - the beautiful stuff that is formed from the depths of your mind is just incredible

Sunny D - With how closely you call my ass out or reveal my deep desires of what I wanna do to Loki in your damn fics 😮‍💨

Rose~ - YOU ARE TOO PRECIOUS FOR THIS WORLD AND MUST BE PROTECTED

Pumpkin - Don't matter what it is, I see your name, and I'm like "buckle up bitches, it's gonna be a ride"

Mossy Moss - I don't even need to explain myself, you know what types of conversations we have 🤣

Purple - You're hysterical, and it truly is not fair. The cute yet entertaining banter inside your fics and your reactions are comedy gold 😂

Blueberry - Because your mind has the AUDACITY to make you think you aren't worthy of love, it makes me wanna give aggressive head kisses 😤☝️

Mint - That would be a glorious shit show and I'm all for it

Bubblegum - Our stupidity reflects off of one another so well that we seem smart. And it's GREAT.

Babybel Wrapper - Okay, but why would this be an incredible adventure?? And I just KNOW it would inspire you to write something truly sinful 😩

Pear - I mean this (like every single one of these) in a respectful manner. Why are you SO INCREDIBLE BUT HAVE THE NERVE TO LIVE IN IRELAND FAR AWAY 🤨

(I just now realize that I chose every color.. oops, oh well, I don't regret my decision)

Oh my god I love you 😭😭😭

Come to Ireland and we’ll all go frolicking through the woods together and bake cookies after 😂

Ugh I am so thankful for our friendship because you are all types of amazing (and you’re going to make a BRILLIANT psychologist!!!) I am so damn lucky to know you!!!! 💚💚💚

[munsons-maiden]

I’ve seen so many tik tok’s claiming that Eddie would be the type of guy that doesn’t wash often and wears same clothes all the time and while that might be the case i don’t think i agree with it a 💯 I mean we see that he changed his underwear 😂 While he was in the boat we see that his boxers are white and when he wrestles with Dustin his boxers are blue, so that means that he does at the very least change his underwear 😂😂 So no matter what the man will make sure he doesn’t wear the same underwear😂

YOU NOTICED THAT, TOO! 😂😂

I've even seen the argument of "he was at Reefer Rick's house, he could have showered and washed his clothes" like. Yes. That's the first thing I'd do as well when an entire town started a witch hunt against my ass accusing me of ritualistic sacrificial murder:

Find a hiding place to escape the cops and the lynch mob with the torches and pitchforks ready to kill you

take a bubble bath so you'll smell like a meadow of springflowers when the mob finds you and beats you to death

wash your clothes so they'll smell like a happy spring breeze to match your springflower smell

light a scented candle for good measure

Like, please give my man a break he's on the run 😭😂 And traumatized because a girl was torn to pieces on his kitchen ceiling and now a demonic undead wizard from another dimension accidentally framed him for murder, it's okay if he's stinky. Let him be stinky🥺

To be clear: I'd always take him, no matter how stinky he is. On the run, not on the run, doesn't matter. He could have rolled around in mud like a Golden Retriever and I'd still take him. Is it weird? Probably. I don't care. I love him 😂🖤

But I absolutely live for the fact that there must have been a point where he got back from the UD, absolutely filthy and sweaty and soaked through with everything the water of Lover's Lake has to offer - and we all know lakes are very stinky - and he went to his whole closet thinking "let me just change my underwear" when it would have taken about three seconds longer to put on a new pair of jeans and a fresh shirt as well. You can't tell me he wasn't living for that roughed up metal aesthetic at this point 😂🤭

But I need to get one thing off my chest about the how-often-does-he-wash-debate. I can't speak for every other person with curls out there but I got his exact same hair structure. The exact same curls. And let me tell you: his curls are always fluffy and they wouldn't look half as fluffy if he didn't wash them every three days at least. So either the day he needed to go into hiding conveniently fell into the three-days-time-span of his last shower and usually his hair doesn't look as fluffy, or Eddie showers at least every three days 😂

#kiki answers #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things 4

[madame-fear]

Hello!! I hope you're doing well! :) First question, if your clothes could only be one colour, what colour would you choose? Also may I request a snow day with the J squad? I know it's the middle of summer but I had a dream about it last night and it just really stuck with me 🤣 thank you so much have a brilliant day!

Hello dear anon!! 💕 I'm doing just excellent, and I hope you do too! 😍

Actually that's a very tricky question for me, since I like black, dark red, and baby blue! 🤭 But if I had to wear only one colour it would most definitely be black! I really like it and, also, it matches my eye colour + the dark makeup I usually wear 😂

Also, fun fact: In the country I'm currently living in is cold af! Especially in the place where I live because there's snow!! 🤣 So the snow inspired me to write this one + another request including a snowball fight with DK Jonathan Crane! 😍

Anywayyysss, happy reading dearest anon! ♥️

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J Squad x GN!Reader | Snow Days with the J Squad Headcanons

The first person to notice the snow is you while looking through the window. You're the one who called the boys so they could see the snow fall.

I feel like the boys would act all amused as if they had never seen snow in their entire lives 😭 But overall, they'd be excited for the winter season!

The first thing they'd do is definitely get themselves some warm clothes and go out to have a snowball fight.

Obviously you have to go out with them so they don't do anything stupid and get kicked back to Arkham.

^^ THEY DEFINITELY INVOLVED YOU IN THE SNOWBALL FIGHT, YOU WANT IT OR NOT.

"Boys, what are you? 5 years ol–" *gets smacked in the face with a snowball* "hEY JONATHAN NOT FAIR I HADN'T SEEN THAT ONE COMING!" "Stop complaining and join us, then!"

Eventually you stop complaining and join them, so honestly it was fun to get your face hitted with snow by them.

Jerome is crazy af, so when any of you hit him in the face with a snowball he immediatly becomes an ever living nightmare and bombs you w/tons of snowballs

He's also competitive as hell 😅 BUT!! What matters the most is that you had a nice time.

Failed snowmans all the way! As much as they'd try to make a ""normal"" snowman like everyone does, oh god... it would be a complete failure.

^ But hey! It looked funny! So you laugh it off and pretend nothing happened.

When it's winter season, hot chocolate is a must at all times 100%

You'd make some hot chocolate with marshmellows for all of you, and would prepare some movies for all of you to watch while covered in blankets

Somehow you always end up watching a random Christmas movie...even if it's not Christmas Day.

"Hey, why are we watching a Christmas movie? Today is not even Christmas" "Shhh it's the winter season, we have to switch into a Christmas mood"

Jonathan probably snuggling himself with you if he gets too cold, and so do you. You're now 2 curved cold balls.

He definitely lets you use his clothes if you want or need to. He as well would wrap his own scarf around your neck even when he's using it.

BUYING MATCHING SWEATERS FOR YOU AND THE BOYS!!! ❤ If you know how to knit, you'd knit some scarves for all of you, too.

You're always near or just literally in front of the heater or fireplace because being covered with blankets sometimes is not enough.

If any of them catches a cold, you're like the mum/dad of the group, since you're the one who scolds and takes care of them.

Definitely cooking hot food with them. You're the one who always suggests which food to eat and look up for it's recipe.

Also, it's always either you or Jervis the ones who cook. Jonathan doesn't know how to cook and he always burns the food, and Jerome...well, it's always chaotic when it comes to him.

Winter season is also perfect for tea time! And Jervis is perfect when it comes to tea 😄 So he'd prepare for all of you a nice, warm and good variety of tea after dinner.

Lots of sweets & pastries get involved in the tea time as well 😍

To lighten up even more the winter spirit, you suggest to play some games together. As always, it ends up disastrous and a complete mess.

^ ESPECIALLY if it's a videogame you're playing. You just end up straight murdering each other...and probably some NPCs that have absolutely nothing to do with you.

Even more messier if any of you gets your character killed because of your own fault

"Don't worry, I got this. I'm a pro gamer 😎" *gets all of you killed by an enemy* "IT'S NOT MY FAULT, THE GAME GOT LAGGED"

But you generally have a good time together.

Are they chaotic? Yes. Are they crazy af? Yes. Do you have fun spending time with them? YES.

When Christmas time comes...it's a complete disaster

But that's even more fun! Especially when setting everything out for the holiday (christmas tree, lightnings, decor, etc)

They're just like little kids, and you have to take care of them and keep them out of trouble. Good luck.

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[alatismeni-theitsa]

As a greek, what would be your argument when white supremacists with half of a brain cell with white statue profile pics in their twitter who like to LARP as the mythological heroes of your folklore as these in their own words ""MEN WHO VALUED VIRILITY, FAMILY VALUES AND HONOR"" is brought on; I mean, you're a greek and I think is the best that you can answer this because you understand the relationships with the figures of your culture better than a random foreigner. 😅 I like, Odysseus, Hercules and other figures of your pantheon but I can't figure out a good argument against these loser LARPers on twitter 😭

OOOH MY GOOOOOD WHY DID YOU REMIND ME OF THEM 😂😂😂😂😂

I don't know what each one of them does, tbh, and I am not on Twitter much. Once or twice I've seen these people who can be xenoi but Greeks as well. Yeah, these are a special type of people. Obvs I am not referring to anyone who wants to do a funny roleplay or who has a pfp with Hercules.

They are never going to listen to someone who'll come to their page out of the blue and oppose them. I mean a lot of them are pretty far gone, I imagine.

They take opposition as a sign they are right, so please don't give them what they want. My suggestion would be - if you want to talk to them and try to change their mind on something - to engage in civil conversation. Not that you owe it to them, but that's how they are gonna listen to you. You can start with "why do you think this makes sense? / how will this benefit society?"

But of course you know what they will answer most of the time. With the system most countries have at the moment, men are at the top of the food chain when it comes to trust, freedom, and independence in most matters. It is a system these guys want to uphold. So, their solutions won't take into account how society can be better for people who are not straight macho able-bodied white men.

And they want it that way because from where they stand, the system seems fine to them.

I am not going to pretend ancient Greek heroes and generally ancient Greek men were progressive by today's standards. I cannot say for certainty "Diomedes would hate you". But this doesn't change the fact that these modern guys have no sense of the world they live in, and they can only see their own problems. That attitude was never considered wise.

So they just LARP as these figures for a fake sense of being the "protectors of western civilization". Meanwhile, they are very happy to plunge "western civilization" into fascism and take away the rights of marginalized groups, if everything looks good from where they are standing.

I bet you my right hand that these guys would throw slurs at Greeks if they saw them on the street, because "we don't look white/western/northern enough".

TL;DR: Their "values" mean SHIT because the way guys like these "help" families and people maintain honor and virility takes into account only their own white male division of the population. And most of them who are not Greeks but love larping as ancient Greeks, would automatically be averse to real Greeks.

For Greek men who are like this, I will elaborate more on a relevant ask I received.

#answered #xenoi doing bs

[vulpixelates]

edgy asks, for saga and/or caerellia (as the mood strikes you): 17, 20, 22!

17. What is the worst thing you have put your OC through story-wise?

saga's whole backstory is very tragic and i feel oh so very guilty about it bc saga is just so good 😭💖

caerellia also has a very sad upbringing but aofjoeia i think letting her think that a great old one was her real dad and would actually love her in the way her first fake dad could never and him using and manipulating her like everyone else was pretty horrible. it takes a lot for her to get over that. (mostly, she plots a lot of murder.)

20. Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?

at this point, saga has never been in any sort of romantic relationship so she has never had the opportunity to experience romantic jealousy, but i think sometimes she gets a little jealous of "normal" people. like, her life has been far from average, she's never really settled down in one place and she literally has no idea who her biological family is or where she came from. no matter how grateful she is to her adoptive family, i think it could still sting to see others having ""normal"" family lives while she has been left with so many questions.

caerellia would deny that she's ever been jealous of anyone ever until she's blue in the face, but anything that brings up her feelings of not being good enough makes her extremely weak to the green-eyed monsters of envy and jealousy and she will be extremely petty about it. that girl needs therapy. <3

22. What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?

i'm assuming this means, like, d&d character alignments which is kind of difficult to answer because my group doesn't really use them. but i think being sorcerers with steadfast ideals firmly plants both saga and caerellia in the, uh, more chaotic end of the spectrum. they both care about making things better for others (when they aren't being cursed by creepy scepters from former rulers of davy jones' locker (wow i have never compared them, they have a lot in common in this regard lmao)) so i'd also say they're generally good, though caerellia can sometimes uhhh lean more neutral or even evil at times 😂

#thjanks for the ask :)💖 #replies #soulventure91 #oc: saga #oc: caerellia asperanas