#but i had an idea i batted over to work bestie

[avatar-anna]

Rumors

so...i've had this concept rattling around in my brain, but i had no idea how to write it, so i used pictures instead. i definitely want to do more, but tumnlr only allows 10 pictures a post, so here's to hoping i remember to come back to this in the future!

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram: had a very cool dude over today to make even cooler music

yoursistersinstagram: you let someone in the bat cave?!

y/nfan5: possible collab on the new album?

yourinstagram: more like i was helping someone with theirs ;))

harrystyles: Thank you for having me. X.

harryfan3: HARRY???

harryfan7: omgomgomgomgomg

y/nfan1: pls god let us have a harry and y/n collab on his next album i NEED it

harrystyles

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harrystyles: HS3. Coming soon.

harryfan8: NEW ALBUM ALERT

harryfan11: HARRY YOU CANT JUST DROP SOMETHING LIKE THAT WITHOUT A RELEASE DATE

harryfan4: this has to be what he was working on with y/n right?

y/nfan3: i need them both on a song together

yourinstagram: had fun late night talking with you xx

y/nfan9: i'm sorry wHAT

harryfan5: is this flirting this sounds like flirting

harryfan13: honestly...here for it

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates: Y/n in a video for Vogue recently!

"A lot of people ask me how Harry Styles ended up recording at my house when we'd virtually never crossed paths before. It was actually Taylor (Swift) who kind of set the whole thing up. They spoke at the Grammys last year and she apparently gave him my number so we could work together...He called and asked if I was available to help with his album at all. At the time I was on the road, then working on stuff for the band, and it just kind of went back and forth for a few months while we tried to line up our schedules. Then I was done touring, but I was kind of in a weird state in life where I didn't want to leave the house or hang out with anyone. And I remember making up excuses because I wasn't really up to making myself presentable to a whole team of people I'd never met before and having our first meeting be this huge thing. I'd basically built it all up in my head about how our ideas would clash and we wouldn't get along and I just kept telling him maybe some other time. Long story short, Harry showed up at my place a week later by himself with just a guitar, a notebook, and my favorite takeout order. We spent the whole day together working on a bunch of different stuff from themes to genres of music to sampling and mixing. And writing. Lots and lots of writing. And now he's a dear friend. He's so sweet and so talented. I wish him all the best with the new album."

y/nfan8: ok i'm glad it worked out and everything but imagine a virtual stranger showing up to your HOUSE?? like she said no and he basically forced her to write his album for her

y/nfan4: that's so real of her tbh to not want to leave her house

y/nfan2: y/n is notoriously introverted it makes sense

harryfan13: girl...

y/nfan7: i don't think it was that serious. and if she really didn't want him there she could've said no

harryfan13: and y/n literally called him a friend?? stop trying to start shit that doesn't exist

y/nfan7: of COURSE mother brought them together

harryfan17: i can't believe that's what harry and taylor were talking about in the video!

harryfan2: chill harry doesn't need to be in a relationship with every woman he's associated with

harryfan4: wait but wasn't y/n at that grammys too?

harryfan9: it was still covid it's possible their paths didn't cross

y/nfan19: wait what if he was too shy to go up to her??😭

harryfan4: i love that they're writing besties now but i think they'd be so cute together 🥹

hsupdates

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hsupdates: Harry about Y/n L/n for Rolling Stone:

"I've always admired (Y/n's) work. She and her band are incredibly talented, and are just so passionate about creating music. I wanted that same energy for my third album, the freedom to make whatever I want without any reservations, and I knew Y/n was the perfect addition to the team. It took some convincing, but once we kind of got started, we couldn't stop. As we've gotten to know each other these past few months, I not only respect her as a musician, but for the person she is as well. Her soul is one of a kind, and I feel like my album would be so different without her on it. So now not only do I have an album that I'm proud of and love, but I got an extraordinary friend out of it too."

harryfan9: so this is what people mean when they say platonic soulmates

y/nfan12: all we've gotten is crumbs and i'm already in love with their friendship. and the album of course

y/nfan2: i'm so interested to hear this album now. if y/n is on it it has to be good

harryfan3: "her soul is one of a kind?" if that's harry as a friend i don't think i can handle boyfriendrry😭

y/nfan7: i'm holding out hope for them honestly🤞🏼🤞🏼

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yourinstagram

yourinstagram: you've fallen from the sky down to me, i see it in your face, i'm relief, i'm your summer girl

y/nfan17: shut up are those song lyrics??

yourbandinstagram: the tears behind your dark sunglasses, the fears inside your heart as deep as gashes🎶🎶

y/nfan17: HOLY SHIT those ARE lyrics!

y/nfan6: haven't even heard the song and i know the girls have done it again

harryfan4: could it...could it be about harry?

y/nfan8: you're grasping at straws

harryfan12: are they? they've been spotted together all over LA

harrystyles: ☀️☀️

y/nfan8: as friends. friends can hang out can't they?

harryfan3: new music from harry AND y/n? we're about to be fed y'all

harryfan10: THEY REALLY ARE BESTIES

y/nfan2: i bet they collaborated on this song together

Interviewer (I): What's one memory or experience you can share from making this album? Any trips to Japan or Jamaica?

Harry (H): We stayed in Los Angeles mostly for this one. But erm...in terms of a specific memory...I would say that while I was working with Y/n, one of the tracks was actually inspired by her cat.

I: Really?

H: Yeah. Whenever it did something to annoy Y/n, which was quite often, she'd call her a little freak. The song's obviously not about the cat, but the phrase was in my head and yeah. Things just kind of...snowballed from there.

I: The sound that Y/n's band has is more rock centric, a similar sound to your first album. Is that what we can expect for your third studio album?

I: You've become quite close to Y/n L/n it seems like.

H: Not necessarily. Y/n and I collaborated, but she also let me take the reins in terms of sound. She had opinions of course and we would bounce ideas off of each other...but she really just followed my lead and supported the vision I had. She is playing a majority of the instruments on the album, though.

H: It's hard not to.

I: How so?

I: It sounds like you could go on for quite some time about her.

H: She's just cool, you know? I was kind of intimidated when we met for the first time. She's quiet, but you never forget that she's in the room, you just want to go over and talk to her. Of course once you meet her she's incredibly kind and not at all intimidating, but still like chill and stuff. The first time we met we sat for an hour just talking about music we enjoyed and live shows we wanted to attend and things we learned while in lockdown. She's just effortlessly cool. An old soul, I guess. And somehow she translates that into her music. Her sisters, too. They're all just first-rate musicians.

H: Sorry. I kind of gushed for a minute there.

H: And the band. They're just so talented, you know?

harrystyles

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harrystyles: From start to finish, making this album has been such an incredible journey. It was so fun to try new things sonically while also making something that I'm one hundred percent proud of. I've never felt more myself while making music than I did while creating this album for all of you, and I have so many people to thank for that. Hopefully you know who you are. I love, love, love you.

harryfan16: 😭😭😭😭😭

harris_reed: little angel👼

harryfan3: WE'RE SO PROUD OF YOU

yourinstagram: congratulations h. you deserve it.💐💐💐

harrystyles: I couldn't have done it without you💐

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram: for one night and one night only...but in all seriousness shout out to my friend and his incredible album. happy to have been a part of the magic :)))

harryfan13: HAPPY HARRY DAY!!!

harryfan4: is she in ny??

y/nfan7: yes! she was spotted with harry before the show today

harryfan9: they're literally so cute i love their friendship

harrystyles: You made the magic happen. Thank you for everything. X.

harryfan3: they're so...

y/nfan2: i genuinely think they like fucking with us bc i legitimately can't tell if they're dating or not

y/nfan7: at this point i don't even care i love whatever they're doing they both just seem so happy to be besties/lovers/collaborators and i love that for them

harryfan5: ^^

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates: Y/n performing Keep Driving onstage with Harry in NYC tonight at ONO!

y/nupdates: When he introduced her, he said: "Tonight is special in a lot of ways. I'm sharing my album with you for the first time, my family's here, my friends are here, and...a very good friend of mine is here to play a song with me tonight. This album wouldn't have been possible without her, so please give her as much love as you've given me. Y/n L/n, everybody!"

harryfan4: stop they're so close it hurts😭

y/nfan7: i was there they were staring at each other and smiling the whole time!

harryfan12: that's the one where he says choke her with a sea view!?

y/nfan7: YES AND I SWEAR HIS SMILE GOT BIGGER WHEN HE SANG THAT PART AND LOOKED AT HER LIKE HE FULLY HAD TO TURN AROUND TO LOOK AT HER BC SHE WAS PLAYING THE DRUMS

harryfan3: i'm choosing to believe they're in love idc what anyone else says

hs/ynupdates

hs/ynupdates: Harry, Y/n, and her sisters in New York after ONO tonight! Apparently Harry and Y/n were standing and walking very close to each other. Like arms wrapped around each other close.

harryfan2: that could literally mean anything tho. they're good friends why wouldn't they walk next to each other?

y/nfan14: i feel like they don't know if they're dating or not at this point😅

y/nfan8: her sisters are so unserious i love it

y/nfan5: i love that they all showed up for harry🥹

yourbandinstagram

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yourbandinstagram: Thanks for having us, London!

y/nfan1: i can't believe i got to see harry and y/n perform in ONE NIGHT

harryfan3: sending my love and my tears to everyone who got to experience this historic night

harrystyles: Thank you for taking the time to share the stage with me. X.

yourbandfan2: how do y'all always look so good 😭

I: So you opened for Harry Styles a few weeks ago and performed a song with him in New York.

Y/n: My sisters and I did, yeah.

I: How did that come about? Did your team call his team? Or was it more casual than that?

Y/n: Oh, definitely more casual. I think we were just hanging out together one morning and he kind of just suggested it. No bells and whistles or anything like that.

I: So can we expect (Your band) to join Harry on his upcoming tour, then?

Y/n: I don't think so. We're working on putting out a record of our own at the moment, but we do want to get back out on the road soon, but I will definitely be attending more of his shows in the future.

I: And what can we expect from this upcoming record? Did Harry help you the way you helped him out?

Y/n: I've sent him a couple things to listen to, and I value his opinion a lot, both as a friend and as an artist. He also showed me a couple records recently which kind of influenced how I approached some of the songs sonically. He's got a huge vinyl collection at his house. I'm honestly kind of jealous.

I: There's been some rumors running around that you and Harry are in a romantic relationship. Would you like to put any of those rumors to rest?

Y/n: I could see where people might think that. Harry's very affectionate by nature, and over the last couple of months we've become very close. He's not just someone I admire in the music industry, but as a person in general. I feel incredibly lucky to call him a friend. And a close one, at that.

I: So just a friend then?

Y/n: Yeah. Yeah, just a friend.

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[creedslove]

so there’s this audio that goes

‘you’re so crazy… i think i wanna have your babies.

Oh, I did’

and it just took me to,

imagine soccers moms or moms at school in general flirting with joel, even though they know he’s with reader and they are married in their own, but still — they do (bitches). and then one day, you both are picking up sammy from kindergarten or school and one of them says they want to have joel’s babies as a joke (not really a joke) and readers just straight up says ‘i did.’ and it turns joel on SOOO much!!

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: no but why do I love this so much? Bless your mind bestie 💝

• when Joel married you, he knew he was bound to see men flirting with you all the time as you were beautiful. He wasn't happy about the fact guys would still hover over you but there wasn't much he could do other than being protective

• what he had no idea would happen was that you felt the same thing towards him: Joel was a damn handsome attractive man and a lot of women would try to throw their charms at him even if he was clearly not interested at all or just dangling his wedding ring around

• so you both had to adapt to your new reality, very often joking with each other that was the price to pay for being a hot couple; the fact was that you loved and trusted each other and if someone else crossed the line you knew neither of you weren't to blame

• and that works just fine for your relationship, which doesn't necessarily mean you don't run out of patience eventually, especially because you had no idea the place you'd have to see women throwing themselves at your husband would be at school

• from the moment Sammy entered the kindergarten, you noticed how some of the moms would shoot glances at your husband and make comments on their own

• some of them already knew Joel from the time he would take and pick up Sarah from school, so seeing the handsome single parent found a wife and had a new child was a tad disappointment to them

• and being active parents like you both are, it's impossible not to run into the same group of parents every so often and it drives you insane how the moms don't even hide how attracted they are to Joel

• and we are talking about a bunch of bored housewives soccer moms who simply show up in their yoga pants and fake eyelashes batting their eyes to your husband with no shame in saying things such as:

"my husband is outta town and I need someone to fix the faucet in the kitchen, do you think you could help?"

or

"I was wondering if I could get your number so I'll call to discuss how it would cost me for you to fix my garage door"

• and of course Joel would give them his business card and tell them to call Tommy just in case they didn't actually mean business, and as much as you were patient and you trusted your handsome husband, it angered you to see they got the nerve

• so whenever you could, you would accompany Joel in the school events and days where the two of you managed to get off work earlier and pick up Sammy was even better, it was special to the three of you

• the way your son's eyes widened at the sight of both his mommy and daddy there to pick him up, just as the way his little legs barely could contain his excitement to rush to the two of you; not to mention his backpack looked bigger than himself, it was all amusing and sweet, you were sure you'd never get tired of it

"Mommy!!! Daddy!!!"

• he squealed excitedly rushing to you both and being met with a tight embrace that engulfed Sammy and you, Joel holding tight his most precious thing: his family

• and obviously that those ladies couldn't help but stare at how big and broad he was, how his strong arms were able to hold the two of you and hope his muscles flexed with his body movements

• one of them stared at you in pure envy, not many women would have the lucky you did when you found him, but it didn't mean she had the right to lust after your husband like that, but she couldn't believe that in addition to being an incredible man he was also a great dad

"ugh, I wanna have his babies"

"I did!"

• you smirked at her having heard what she said about your husband and finding it comic to see her so flustered and embarrassed after being caught red handed, you shrugged and smiled

"yeah, he is that good, but it's kinda rude to lust after married men like that"

• you winked at her and took Sammy's hand, walking towards the truck as even Joel stared at you in shock and amusement

• he really liked your feisty answer, and since you were so proud of having his baby, he was thinking of putting another one inside of you that night 💘

____

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[slut4thebroken]

Exposure Therapy pt. 8

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Pairing | Jonathan Crane × reader

Summary | You make the poor choice of teasing Dr. Crane, so obviously he has to punish you.

Warnings | 18+, sexual content, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, breeding, kissing, hickeys, praise, edging, crying (but in a hot way), consensual sex, orgasm denial, cockwarming?, emotions? idk, neither does he tbh, bestie has no idea how to comfort you💀

Words | 3.6k

Notes | Trying really hard to keep his character accurate😓 lmk what y’all think lol

Ao3 link | <3

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Part 7

Neither of you mentioned his confession again. He seemed to be acting mostly normal and only a little awkward and withdrawn so you tried to remain the same to assure him that nothing changed. You were sitting on the couch, doodling with a spare piece of paper he found as well as an extra pencil, when you broke the silence. 

“Where are you planning on sleeping?” You asked, eyeing the large space that was empty save for a desk, a chair, and a couch. 

“The couch.” He said, not looking up from what he was working on. 

“Where am I supposed to sleep?” You asked, making him sigh and turn his gaze to you. “For now you may sleep on the couch, I doubt I’ll be sleeping much anyway.” 

“Oh. Don’t you have an apartment? A bed?” 

“The cops are going to be looking for everyone that escaped, including myself- especially myself, because I created what caused all of that.” 

“Oh… What if I go? I can bring you back some clothes so you don’t have to stay in that and anything else you need? I doubt I can lift a mattress on my own though.” 

“You want to go to my apartment in the middle of town, wearing that?” He asked, raising his brows. You looked down at your outfit and frowned, just now remembering that you’re wearing it still. 

“People are dumb enough to hang their laundry up outside. I’ll just take something before getting downtown.” You suggested, but back tracked when he was silent for a moment. “I don’t have to, it was just an idea.” 

“What will you do if the police show up?” 

“Um… I’ll tell them you’re my boyfriend and I left something there that I need.” That made him scoff. 

“They won’t believe that.” 

“Fine. Ex boyfriend. Who’s been so busy working that I had to just go there myself.” You shrugged and he narrowed his eyes at you for a moment. 

“Fine. Know that if you get caught, I have no power or leverage anymore to help you.” Honestly you didn’t expect him to agree. You figured he might want to keep you within his sight at all times but that wasn’t the case. Trying not to read into this new found trust, you were going over the plan in your head. 

“Wait, is it even within walking distance?” You realized, worried the whole plan just fell apart. 

“It’s not on this island, so no. And the train is still down because of the bat.” 

“Oh… I can probably walk, it’ll just take me longer I guess.” The sun was rising anyway, so it’ll probably be fine. “Or I’ll ask someone for a ride.” 

“Do not do that.” He said sternly, making you frown. 

“Why not?” 

“Because this is Gotham and you are a young, attractive woman. You will more than likely be kidnapped, raped, or killed.” 

“What am I supposed to do then?” He let out a heavy sigh, and got something out of his desk drawer. When he told you to come to him, you stood, leaving the pencil and paper, and walked over. 

“Give me your hand.” You held your arm out to him and he gently grabbed your hand to put on a very weird shaped bracelet on your wrist. “In case you don’t have time to put the mask on, point it away from your face and hold your breath, then push this.” He pointed to a lever near the heel of your hand and you reached for it, trying to test the motion and get used to it, but he stopped you. 

“Not- now.” He strained, uncurling your fingers. 

“Sorry.” You said sheepishly. 

Then you were leaving, finding clothes that looked about the right size and changing in an alley behind a dumpster. The tricky part was the shoes but they’re subtle enough that they shouldn’t draw very much attention. You found an empty paper bag near the dumpster and put the mask in it then started looking for someone to drive you. You spotted an older woman getting into a car and immediately walked toward her. 

“Excuse me?” You said, making her pause. 

“No change, sorry.” 

“Oh no, I was actually hoping you could give me a ride. I have a job interview downtown and it probably wouldn’t make a good impression to show up all sweaty. But I understand if it’s too much trouble…” 

She only hesitated for a moment before agreeing, telling you to get in the back and asking for the address. You read it off the paper to her and ten minutes later you were pulling up in front of an apartment building. 

“You sure this is it?” 

“It’s for a small business.” You explained, quickly getting out of the car. “Thank you so much.” You dropped the smile as soon as you turned around to walk into the building. “Fuck,” You groaned, “I don’t have a fucking key.” How could you have forgotten that part? You decided to just walk inside, breathing a sigh of relief when you spotted a front desk. 

“Hi, I lost my key and my boyfriend’s out of town and I’m supposed to feed his cat,” 

“What number?” The man asked, bored. 

“178.” He reached back and grabbed a key, handing it to you impatiently. “Thanks...” He wasn’t lying when he said everyone and everything is corrupt or just doesn’t care. 

You made your way to the elevator and pushed 17. As you waited, you went over the list he gave you. Most of the stuff was easy, an extra pair of glasses in his desk drawer, a few pairs of clothes, shoes, a toothbrush as well as the extra one under the sink for yourself, etc. But you were mostly worried about the safe and the papers he wanted. What if you can’t open it? What if you grab the wrong ones?

The elevator opening with a ding removed you from your thoughts and you made your way to his door. You worked quickly, not wanting to increase your chances of getting caught, but you took the time to fold his suits, worried he’d be upset if you just threw them in his duffel bag. You opened the safe on the second try, putting the money that was in there in the duffel bag. 

Then you made your way to the desk. Even though the rest of the place was completely tidy, the desk was covered in different papers. He said they would be on top, not in a drawer, so you grabbed everything just to be safe. 

Before leaving, you went through his dresser, praying he wouldn’t be pissed, and got some shirts and sweatpants for yourself, as well as a hoodie and socks. 

The ride back was much easier since you had money to take a cab, but you still had to walk a few minutes, not wanting to be dropped off right in front of his “hideout” just in case. 

“No trouble?” He asked, barely glancing up from what he was writing. 

“Well I realized I forgot to ask about a key- speaking of which, you should probably move because the guy at the front desk just gave it to me.” The corners of his lips turned up and your cheeks went red, still not used to it. 

“Good job.” You stared at him in shock, feeling your cheeks heat up even more, but you tried to play it off. 

“Did you just compliment me?” You scoffed teasingly. 

“Don’t get used to it. Did you bring the papers I asked for?” 

“Oh- yeah.” You set the duffel bag on the desk and he opened it to inspect the contents. “I- I hope it’s okay, I brought just a few shirts and pants for myself too.” You said nervously. When he didn’t respond, you figured that meant it was okay. He started looking through the papers, then turned to you with raised brows. “I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to bring the wrong thing so I just took all of it.”

“Thank you.” He said, making your eyes widen. 

“Mhm.” Was all you could say in response. “Oh- here.” You said, suddenly remembering the wristband and taking it off to give it back. 

“Keep it.”

“What?” You choked out. “You- you’re not worried I’ll use it on you or something?” You asked, staring at him with furrowed brows. 

“Of course not.” He scoffed, then set the papers down and took out a suit and the shoes as you just waited awkwardly, not sure what to do. “Are you just going to watch?” He was teasing you, but there was still an edge to his voice. 

“N- no, sorry.” You blushed, turning around and staring at the ground, listening to the sound of clothes rustling behind you and thinking about how you’ve only ever seen his face, neck, hands, and cock- nothing else. The thought made you frown. “Unless it’s okay… then I’d like to watch.” You said quietly and the rustling stopped. 

“Why?” His tone was guarded. 

“I just- I haven’t seen you yet and you’ve seen all of me.” You explained meekly. “Nevermind, sorry.” You waited anxiously as you heard no movement from the man behind you. 

“Go ahead.” He said in a measured tone. You tentatively turned around, finding him in just a pair of dress pants, straight jacket on the floor and shirt in hand. The first thing you noticed was how lean he looks without his suit. The second were the small scars littering his torso. The third was his happy trail, leading down into his pants, teasing you. 

“Satisfied?” You looked up at him when you heard his voice, not able to read his expression. When all you could do was nod, his lips curled up into a small smirk. “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll fuck you stupid over the desk.” He warned, voice laced with arousal. 

“Is that a promise, doctor?” You purred, stepping closer to him, setting the wristband on the desk to have both hands free. He stiffened, but allowed you to move until you were right in front of him. Staring deep into icy blue eyes, you slowly raised your hands, as if you were approaching a wild animal who could attack at any second. His eyes moved to your hands, watching, but he didn’t say anything. So you slowly moved them closer until you could almost feel the heat from his body against your palms. His eyes moved back to yours and you searched them for a deterrent. When you found nothing, you placed your hands on his chest, sliding them down his stomach, making sure not to linger on any scars. You reached his pants and brushed over the button teasingly before snaking them back up his body. 

“You’re playing with fire.” He said lowly. Your hands reached his shoulders and you trailed them down his arms. Once you reached his hands, you grabbed the shirt and set it on the desk, then took both of his hands in yours, moving them around your waist. 

“On the contrary, Dr. Crane. I’m getting exactly what I want.” You placed your hands on his stomach again to snake around to his back. 

“Oh? And what’s that?” He said coyly, playing along. 

“You can let me keep teasing you to my heart's content or you can punish me. Either way I win.” You smirked, moving your hands down his back to his pants and following the waist line around his body until they met at the button. 

“You think you’ll enjoy however I choose to punish you?” He scoffed. 

“You said it yourself, doctor. You don’t want to hurt me. So I’m sure I can take it.” His hands moved to your hips, gripping tight enough to make you wince as he pushed you against the desk. 

“Foolish girl. You underestimate my desire to watch you crying and begging for my forgiveness. I have no problem torturing you, in fact, I’ll enjoy it.” You faltered at that. “Does that frighten you?” He asked, tilting his head. 

“You don’t scare me anymore.” You said quietly, feeling the arousal in your stomach quickly make its way between your legs. 

“That’s not what I asked.” He teased and you swallowed thickly, squirming under his gaze. 

“No.” You tried to keep your voice steady. 

“Maybe not yet. But I’m sure it will soon.” He reached a hand up to wrap around your neck, squeezing and pulling you forward as your breath hitched. “I don’t have to hurt you to torture you. You should know that by now.” He said quietly, gaze straying to your lips. 

“I can take it.” You said, equally as quiet, not even believing the words as they left your mouth. 

“You think so?” He cooed and you nodded in response. “I guess we’ll find out then.” He took a step back and you whined at the loss of his touch, reaching out for him. “Pick it up.” He said, gesturing to the straight jacket. Your eyes moved anxiously between him and the garment, hesitating. “This is the only warning I’m giving you— You don’t want me to tell you again.” You leaned down and picked up the straight jacket, then waited for his next command. 

“Put it on.” 

“Dr. Crane,” You whined, but he raised his brows, making you close your mouth and reluctantly slide it on. He stepped closer again then started buckling the restraints. 

“You seem to think that pain is the only form of punishment I’ll inflict. I guess given my history I shouldn’t be surprised but you need to get that idea out of your head right now or things will only get worse for you.” You stared at him with wide eyes but his gaze remained on the task of restraining you. “There are plenty of ways I can punish you.” He said clinically, like a doctor explaining something to a patient. “Like denial, for example. Not just orgasm denial… You can’t touch me either.”  

“Please- I’m sorry.” You whined, giving him puppy dog eyes that did not work at all. 

“I bet you are. I bet you’ll say whatever it is you think I want to hear right now. Unfortunately, the only sounds I want from you are moans and cries.” He led you over to the couch and kneeled in front of you to pull down your pants and underwear before having you sit. He discarded your shoes so he could fully remove your clothes, then pulled you forward to the edge of the couch and spread your legs embarrassingly wide. 

“I think you also underestimate my patience. I am more than willing to do this as long as it takes.” He started dragging his hands up and down your thighs, teasing you, never getting close to where you wanted him.   

“Please.” You whined as your hips started squirming. 

“Come now… We haven’t even started and you’re already begging? At least save that until the actual torture begins.” 

“Don’t want torture.” You muttered. 

“No? I thought you said this would be a win for you? That you can take it.”

“Please.” You whined, much brattier this time— all but throwing a fit.  

“There’s that attitude.” He chuckled. “Keep that up. It makes it more fun for me when you break.” His hands snaked up your thighs, then back down, teasing you. You whined and squirmed, but surprisingly, it worked. He moved a hand between your legs, swiftly pushing in two fingers and rapidly curling them against your walls. You let out a choked moan from the sudden pleasure as your head rolled back onto the couch and your hips bucked. He pulled you even farther down the couch, then leaned down and took your clit in his mouth. 

“Oh fuck,” You said through a moan, hips flinching as he groaned against you in response. Lifting your head to look down at him, you found his eyes already on you, making you blush and squirm under his gaze. After getting so turned on and not coming when you sucked him off before, your orgasm approached quickly. The volume of your moans increased as you started trying to rut against his face. He suddenly pulled back, his fingers halting, making you whine. 

“Please, I was so close.” You pouted. 

“I know.” He leaned back down, resuming the motions of his fingers as he started working your clit over in his mouth again. Your breathing grew heavier as you felt yourself nearing the edge again, but you let out a choked sob when he stopped. 

“Please!” You cried. 

“Shh. Be a good girl and take your punishment.” He muttered before leaning back down and continuing. You weren’t sure how many times you were on the cusp of pleasure before it was ripped away from you, but you knew it was at least five— after that you weren’t able to concentrate on counting through your crying and desperation. He pulled back but continued moving his fingers as you babbled out incoherent pleas. 

“I have to admit, my patience is wearing thin so I’ll only keep this up for a little longer.” You sobbed in relief at his words. “Once I’m ready to come, I’m gonna fuck your ass. Remember how much you liked it before? It won’t be nearly as pleasurable this time and you certainly won’t be able to come from it.” 

“No- no, please.” You said, panicked. The thought of being empty was enough to intensify your crying. “Please- I don’t care if I don’t come, just please fuck me.” You whimpered. 

“Shh, it’s okay.” He said softly, but you just shook your head. 

“No, I- I need your cock- please!” 

“How do I know you won’t come?” He asked, slowing his fingers to a stop before removing them, making you whimper at the emptiness. 

“I won’t! Please- I promise I won’t!” He watched you cry for a moment before cursing under his breath and working on taking his cock out of his pants. 

“Can’t fucking say no to you.” He muttered, helping you to lay down on the couch as he crawled over you. The second he pushed in, you let out a relieved sob that turned into a whine when you tried to move your arms. 

“Please- I want to touch you. Please let me touch you.” You whimpered, watching the way his brows furrowed as his mouth opened in a silent moan when he was all the way in. 

“I can’t, you still need to be punished.” He said breathlessly and you sobbed the hardest you have all night so far.  

“Please! Please- I’m sorry!” You cried and he shushed you as he brought a hand up to wipe away the tears on your cheeks. 

“I know, it’s okay.” He cupped your cheek and leaned down to kiss you as he slowly started moving. Trailing kisses up your jaw to your ear, he whispered, “You’re doing so well, little one. Making me feel so good.” You sobbed harder at the pet name— not used to such affection from him. 

“Oh god,” You moaned, already feeling close again. When he picked up the pace and began kissing and marking your neck, you started panting again. You tried to at least tone down your sobbing a little bit, but after you started, it was really hard to stop. 

“Fuck- I’m already close.” He whined, rutting into you desperately now. His hands never left your body as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, letting out quiet moans and shaky breaths. When he stilled with a low groan, your cunt ached at the way his cock was twitching inside you, painting your walls with his come. After a moment, his moans stopped and he was panting heavily into your shoulder. When he started pulling out, you sobbing intensified. 

“No! Please- please don’t- not yet.” You whimpered. 

“I need to get this off of you.” He said, lifting his head from your neck to look at the straight jacket. 

“I don’t care- just please don’t leave yet.” You cried. 

“Okay- It’s okay. Sit up like this.” He maneuvered you so that he was sitting on the couch and you were straddling his hips, his cock never leaving you. He started working on the straight jacket, unbuckling all of it until he could slip it off if you and toss it on the floor. Now that your hands were free, you realized that you couldn’t even do anything with them, not without making him uncomfortable. So you continued crying. 

“Okay, just- come here.” He muttered, pulling you down to lay on his chest. Your hands gripped his shoulders tight as you turned your cheek, listening to his heartbeat and feeling the warmth of his skin. His hands fumbled around for a moment before eventually settling on your hips and you knew that he was probably miserable right now. Honestly you’re surprised he didn’t just throw you off of him instead. 

“I’m sorry- I…” He shushed you, not letting you continue babbling out apologies. 

“Just breathe.” He said softly and you couldn’t help but obey. You let out a slow shaky breath, trying to calm yourself down. “That’s it. Just focus on breathing. You did so well for me, I’m very proud.” You let out another quiet sob at the praise and shushed you again as he moved a hand up to your hair, lightly stroking it to soothe you. 

“You’re okay.” He said softly. “Just breathe— you’re okay.”

Part 9

(For the sake of the plot, bestie is no longer taking oral contraceptives because he had her get an iud or something back in Arkham lol)

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Blame Me (Teaser) | Jungkook/Reader

Pairing: Jungkook/Noona Reader (fem reader)

Genre: Best friend's younger brother; slow burn; friends to lovers; eventual romance; eventual smut; neighbors/childhood friends au; forbidden(ish) love; summer love

Summary: Upon returning to your hometown after breaking off your engagement to your boyfriend of three years, you reconnect with your childhood bestfriend as you attempt to put the pieces of your life back together. It seems like nothing has changed in the sleepy little town until your bestie's younger brother returns home from college - very, very grown. As the summer stretches on, the stakes get higher - can you play with fire without getting burned, or have you ignited a flame that won't be extinguished?

Warnings: 18+ (minors, dni); age-gap relationship (between consenting adults); lots of fluff; explicit smut (chapters will have their own warnings); secret relationships; angsty moments; messy situations/relationships; JK on a motorcycle; working through insecurities

Release date: Mid-late May

Author's note: Hello! This will be my first time posting a full-fledged chapter-installment fic here, but I'm excited because I've had this concept brewing in the back of my mind for a while now and BTS Chapter 2 Jungkook, with his curly hair and all his flirty little lives has me soft AF 😂🥰. After launching chapter one, I'm aiming to update twice a month. The teaser below is just a snippet of an interaction to give you a feel for their dynamic.

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He slug his leg over the bike and settled in, hands on the bars, and flashed a smile over at you that made you suspect he knew just how good he looked sitting there in all that denim.

"C'mon, noona!" He urged, rolling his wrist to rev the engine as his booted foot kicked up the stand. You had never been on a motorcycle before, and if you were being honest with yourself, you were a little terrified of the idea of flying down the road so exposed and precariously perched.

"I don't know, Jungkook..." you wavered, crossing your arms over your chest but advancing a step or two to examine the machine humming under his weight. As you roved your eyes uncertainly over the bike, he reached out and grabbed your arm, pulling you gently but firmly to him. 

"Don't you trust me?" He cooed, batting his long lashes over the most obnoxiously irresistible pair of puppy eyes.

"Don't look at me like that!" you chided. He continued to look at you exactly like that. You sighed in defeat.

"Fine," you mumbled, and he let out a laugh, turning to grab the helmet perched behind him and press it over your head before you could protest. You narrowed your eyes at him, your hair pinned sloppily between the two pads of foam squishing together your cheeks. He stared at you for a moment then burst into a fit of laughter.

"Hey!" you whined, but it was hard to be mad at him with his eyes pressed into little crescent moons and his smile so wide and so gloriously blinding as he held his sides and rocked to and fro like a cartoon character. You smiled a small smile in spite of yourself.

"Okay, okay," you sighed, "I know I look dumb, but that was a bit much, don't you think?" Still smiling brightly and chuckling he reached over and buckled the strap under your chin, then patted the top of the helmet.

"Jolla gwiyeobda!" He giggled, tapping your nose. You felt a flush creep over your face and neck which he seemed blessedly oblivious to as he guided you up behind him onto the bike. As soon as your body made contact with the seat, gravity, that crafty bitch, pulled your hips down snugly against his ass, your thighs sliding firmly against the outsides of his own. You kept your hands gingerly on his shoulders as you activated every muscle in your core in an attempt to sit upright. He pulled a helmet over his mop of curls before plucking your hands from his shoulders to guide them around his waist, pulling your chest flush against his torso.

"Tighter, noona!" You could hear the smirk in his voice. This kid. He damn well better not be able to feel your heart beating at a million miles an hour into his back, you thought to yourself in mild distress.

"Like this?" you asked squeezing harder around his waist, and trying your absolute level best to ignore the definition and firmness of his muscles beneath your touch. He hummed in assent. You could still hear that damn smirk.

One rev.

Two revs.

You pressed your eyes shut and curled your head into his back.

He let out a bright peel of laughter.

And then suddenly, you were gliding forward. Faster and faster. You peeked an eye open to discover that in a few short seconds, you had already almost cleared the neighborhood. You cut through the warm evening air like bullet as trees and quaint suburban homes gave way to rolling fields of fertile green. As your broke into the open farmland, your breath caught in your throat. These were the same planes and hills that had met you for years, and yet it was as if you had never really seen them, not until now - with nothing but the wind between you and all of it, the swells of the earth and the sunset. Is this what it felt like to fly? Every ounce of trepidation in your body had been replaced with a euphoric thrill. Did he feel it too? Suddenly he let out a whooping howl that you could barely hear above the roar of the air whipping around you.

Yeah, he must feel it. You smiled. He had before said that sometimes freedom was just hitting the ground running. He said that sometimes you had to take risks to remind yourself that you were alive. As you pressed your cheek into the strong warmth of his back, you began to think you might have a thing or two to learn. And he might be the one to teach you.

-End teaser-

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Fate Yields For No One

Chapter Three

Hey besties! I hope y’all enjoy the next installment of this series!!! This one is gonna have a lot more lore, and plot developing so I hope you like learning a bit more of how things work in this AU:) Thanks for all y’all’s support on this fic!

Poly Lost Boys x Fem Vampire Reader

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Prologue, Chapter One, Chapter Two

California, 1986

Paul’s eyes widened as he realized who you were to him. You wished you could have stopped the word that fell from his lips.

“Mine.”

No.

‘This can’t be happening,’ you thought to yourself as you fought your instincts to keep the same word Paul has uttered to you from bursting out of your own mouth.

Even if you could ignore the fact that this man had been hitting on Maria not five seconds ago, this wasn’t what you wanted for your life.

All the big choices in your unlife had been largely dictated by some dude with a god complex. How could this guy be any different?

You refused to trade one captor for another.

The handsome blond man stared at you in shock, seemingly surprised as you were at the sudden twist of fate that had brought you two together.

Though as his shock wore off his lips seemed to curve into a smile and his hand moved to touch your cheek.

You panicked.

You recoiled sharply from his outstretched palm “Oh my god I totally forgot I have to go stock things in the back, so nice to meet you, bye!” you rambled quickly as you raced to escape from behind the desk.

“What?” Paul’s brow furrowed in confusion. He moved to stand in front of the swinging door, your only escape from behind the desk.

You glared at him, “you’re in my way…”

“What?!” he repeated with more frustration than confusion, “but we’re…I mean we-”

“I know what we are,” you told him, “and I don’t care. So can you please move aside so I can do my job.”

Paul’s jaw dropped.

You sighed and pushed passed him.

“Hey!” he called after you.

You ignored him and kept walking, desperate to be anywhere but next to him.

“This isn’t over you know,” he promised you.

You scoffed as you pulled at the door to the back room, “seems like it is.”

You slid in, slamming the door behind you and pinching the bridge of your nose between your thumb and forefinger.

Despite what you’d said to Paul, you knew you hadn't seen the last of him.

You were determined not to breathe a word to Max about anything that had transpired that night.

He’d never really told you anything about mates, you suspected because he’d never found his own. You couldn't predict how he'd react, and you wouldn’t let him force you into anything else.

Which meant you'd have to figure this out on your own.

As the sun rose and Max went to bed for the day, you scoured the shelves of his home library for anything that could give you more information.

You slunk away to your bedroom with a mountain of books. You secured your black out curtains, preparing to stay up all day researching.

What you found terrified you.

Humans swooned over the idea of soulmates, they spent their lives searching for someone who’d complete them, one person who was perfectly suited for them.

But this wasn’t an original human creation. They’d stolen the idea of soulmates from vampires.

Many scholars thought when a human transformed into a vampire, they lost their soul.

From what you could gather, this was a myth. Instead, when a human became a vampire, their soul wasn’t taken from them, but tethered to another of their kind.

You read this was a facet of vampirism that had developed over time out of a necessity for more vampires. Great.

You’d also read that, as bats had multiple partners, vampires could have more than one mate. You didn’t even want to think about that possibility.

When you’d read the first text from cover to cover, you picked up a new one.

You found that the mates aspect of vampirism was inherently instinctual, which is why Paul had called you his, and why you’d almost done the same. He couldn’t help it.

You read, to your dismay, that your soul was intimately tied to his in a way that could never be severed. Your entire beings belonged to each other.

This was bad.

You continued to the next book, cringing as you read that from this point on every denial of your connection would only hurt you. Without Paul, a part of you would always feel empty.

Now that you knew you were “meant for each other,” every moment without him would hurt just a little bit. You could not exist the same way without him. He was yours, you were his.

Fuck that shit.

You didn’t need anyone to give your life meaning. You belonged to yourself and no one else.

You pushed the stack of books aside in a huff. They tumbled to the ground but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

You would fight to be the master of your own fate, whatever it took.

You were apprehensive to return for your shift the next day for fear that you'd be confronted by the persistent blond vampire.

However after two days with no sign of Paul, you began to relax. And after two weeks had passed without a trace, you had pushed the whole ordeal out of your mind entirely.

Instead, you turned your focus to Maria.

The two of you were constantly scheduled together as Max could never find anyone else to work the night shifts. You spent almost every waking minute with the girl that had quickly become very important to you.

And once Max had seen you'd connected with Maria, he felt the urge to supervise you less and less. It wasn't long before you were permitted to work your shifts without his imposing presence.

But work was a term used pretty loosely as you always seemed to do more talking than working. It wasn't like you had tons of customers, who even needed to rent movies at three AM anyway?

Besides, you were all too eager to spend each night hearing every seemingly insignificant detail of Maria's life.

Every good grade she'd gotten at school, every party she attended on the weekends, every fight she had with one of her siblings that always ultimately ended in apologies and hugs, you wanted to know it all. You were content to listen to the sound of her voice ramble on for hours.

She was just as eager to know you, and though you couldn't tell her everything, you could tell her enough.

Maria listened intently, wide eyed and hanging on every word as you related stories from your time in New York city.

Five siblings meant Maria's family didn’t get to travel much. You gasped when she admitted she'd never even ventured from the state of California.

"We'll go together one day," you promised her, "I'll take you everywhere, I know the city like the back of my hand!"

Her laugh rang through the store, prompting your lips to turn up into a bright smile, her joy was contagious. "What a dream that would be," she sighed wistfully, you could almost see the stars in her eyes.

"I mean it," you said seriously, "you and me, together in New York."

Her smile grew, "you and me."

As the work week came to a close, you shoved the last VHS back into place, moving to wipe down the counters as Maria flipped the switch to turn off the neon "OPEN" sign that hung on the front of the store.

You checked your watch as it flashed 6:00AM, sunrise was fast approaching and you were cutting it close.

"Damn you're working late," you realized as you wiped down the counters, "I thought I was by myself tonight."

Maria smiled sheepishly and you barely caught sight of the blush that rose to her cheeks, "you were."

Your eyes widened, "you stayed late for me? you didn't have to do that..."

"I wanted to," she replied as she bit her lip.

You dropped the rag and spray bottle, walking to stand in front of her from across the counter, "why?"

She blushed once more before her eyes fell to the ground, "I don't know, I just..." she looked up, "I like being around you."

As you stared into the eyes of the beautiful woman before you, you were presented with an opportunity. An opportunity to choose for yourself, to take control of your own destiny.

You didn't choose to be cursed with an eternity of seperation from the souls of your family, you didn't choose to be a vampire, you didn't choose Paul and you certainly didn't chose Max. But you could choose Maria.

"Maria," you whispered, leaning in till your noses were almost touching, "can I kiss you?"

She beamed before caressing your cheek with the back of her hand, "I thought you'd never ask."

You leaned in and her soft lips met yours.

Note: I promise the next chapter is going to be focused on all the boys, thanks for being patient I promise it’ll be worth it😌

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Heyy can I request a lee seungmin ler skz fic plsss. I'm a huge fan of your works!! They always manage to draw me in and I feel like I'm right there with the characters!! Love you!!!💖💖💖

Seungmin is our favorite Comedian

AHHHHH you're so sweet thank you!! plz enjoy!

Lee! Seungmin

Ler! SKZ

Seungmin woke up and chose ✨violence✨. The boys were in another interview where they were filming a Besties on Besties video for Seventeen. Seungmin came for everyone and their mamas in this interview, leaving everyone laughing.

“Bang Chan is so old”

“Changbin is so good at nothing”

“Hyunjin loves Felix”

Respectfully everyone started coming at each other’s throats and continued making everyone belly laugh, but Seungmin seemed to have the most comebacks.

‘this kids gonna get it,’ thought Bang Chan. And get it he did.

They all decided to hang out in the vocal/dance racha dorm after a long day of interviews, revenge on Bang Chan and Changbin’s mind once everyone’s shoes were off.

“Yah! Kim Seungmin!” shouted Changbin as Seungmin made a b-line towards the hallway. Changbin caught up to him and threw the vocalist over his shoulder, already giggling at what was to come.

“Leave me hehe alone!” Seungmin giggled nervously as Changbin threw him on the couch.

“This is for saying I’m good at nothing!” Changbin squawked but with a huge smirk as he dug his fingers into Seungmin’s sides, already making the younger one cackle.

“I was kiddihehehehehehehe!” He batted off Changbin’s hands as much as he could before the leader had an idea.

“Changbin-ah, hold him down for me, the old man wants to get in on this,” he joked as Changbin immediately did what he was told and grabbed a hold of Seungmin, pulling him onto his lap and pulling his arms behind his back.

“This isn’t fairhahahahaha!”

“Life’s not fair bubs!” Bang Chan said as he poked and prodded Seungmin’s tummy, the younger one kicking out his feet. He felt so weak and so exposed not being able to fight back as Bang Chan went to work on his tummy. He was so adorable so it was impossible to stop.

“Me next!” Hyunjin jumped towards them with Felix right on his side.

“me too!” Said the younger Aussie.

“go right ahead!” Bang Chan laughed as the two dug their fingers into his sides and knees. This made Seungmin go nuts as two ticklish spots on his body were attacked.

“NAHAHAHAHAAHA WHYYYYHAHAHAHAHA!” He screeched as Hyunjin massaged his legs and Felix rapidly squeezed his sides. Seungmin was such a ticklish boy and everyone was cooing at his reaction. After a while they made space for Han to shove his hands right under his underarms. Seungmin’s laugh almost went silent.

“NAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA HANAAAHHHAHAHAHA!” He screamed. He knew it would’ve tickled a lot worse if his arms were stretched out but this position was no better considering Han’s fingers were pretty much stuck in his hollows.

“this is for the reading comment!” He joked as he continued wiggling his fingers.

“I DIDN'T MAHAHAKE THAT COMMENT HAHAHAHAHAHA CHANGBIN HYUNG DIHIHIHIHID!” He exclaimed as he shook his head like a mad man.

“I know but you still laughed Minnie!!” Han laughed along with him as Seungmin’s head fell forward resting on Han’s shoulder as squeaky laughter filled the room.

“Awwww so cute!” Han sang out. Not too long after while Han kept up with his attack, IN had joined and started tickling his neck. Seungmin tried scrunching up his shoulders but Changbin had a death grip on his arms so he was hardly able to move, only able to laugh at the sensations on his neck and pits. Changbin on occasion would hold onto Seungmin with one hand and sneak in a few wiggles to his sides or scratch at his ribs, causing Seungmin to jolt every few minutes while Han kept his attack consistent. Last but certainly not least, Lee Know. It didn’t take long for Seungmin to realize everyone was tickling him simply because Chan and Changbin were, but Lee Know was extremely skilled and he knew he wasn’t going to last long.

“My turn!” Lee Know sang happily as he switched places with Han. Seungmin shook his head with the biggest smile on his face. Poor thing couldn’t stop giggling.

“Nononohohoho you’re bahahahad,” Seungmin giggled when Lee Know kneeled before him.

“You ready, Minnie?” Lee Know asked with the sweetest but most devious smile. Seungmin kept giggling out of nervousness.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Lee Know said right before quickly sticking his hands up Seungmin’s shirt and latching onto his top ribs, eliciting a scream from Seungmin.

“LEE KNOW HYUNHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” the poor boy screeched and bucked as much as he could but Changbin held him down. Lee Know was laughing along with him as his fingers drilled in between his top rib and armpit, easily tiring out Seungmin.

“YOURE SO BAHAHAHAHAHAD *hic* HYUNHIEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE *hic* IT TICKLES TO MUHUHUHUHCH *hic* I CAHAHAHAHANT *hic* OKAYAHAHAHAHAHA OKAY OKAY UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE” screeched Seungmin before he completely stopped fighting it, letting his body go limp and laughing his ass off. Lee Know was no monster so he slowed down his tickles and rubbed his hand over Seungmin’s bare tummy, attempting to rid the ghost tickles that were probably lingering. Changbin let go of his arms that fell to his sides, sleepy giggles leaving his lips.

“that was the cutest shit ever,” Lee Know said patting Seungmin’s hair. Seungmin fell forward and wrapped his arms around Lee Know who was still sitting on his legs.

“tired..” Seungmin mumbled. Lee Know chuckled and wrapped his arms around his sleepy dongsaeng.

“yeah I think that’s our cue to hit the hay, we’ve had a long day, yeah?” Bang Chan said as he went to grab his shoes. Seungmin made a noise of protest and quietly asked everyone to stay. this kid was too fucking cute.

“okay Minnie we’ll go change first then we’ll come back okay?” Bang Chan said walking up to the three on the couch, planting a kiss on Minnie’s head.

“Bin, do you want me to grab you clothes?” Bang Chan asked as Han and Hyunjin went to put their shoes on. The rapper seemed to be preoccupied with a sleepy pup on his lap.

“yes please, thanks Hyung,” he said scratching his fingers up and down Seungmin’s back in a soothing manner. It didn’t take long for the guys to grab their clothes, because less than an hour later everyone was in an old fashioned SKZ pile in the middle of the living room, basking in the warmth of each other.

Let me know if you like it! my DMs are always open if you have requests!

taglist: @felixmainacc @felixburneracc @myforevermelody143 @dunno-wut-to-do

#stray kids #stray kids x stay #stray kids fluff #skz fanfic #stray kids tickle #lee felix #lee know #bang chan #hyunjin #seungmin #jeongin #changbin #platonic cuddling #platonic soulmates #platonic kissing #tword fic #twordish #tword post #tword blog #tword community #tword content #kpop #kpop tickling #kpop tickle #kpop edits #kpop fluff

[lexi0widow]

Wassup bestie, just as promised im here- and with a request for Stu macher, because there simply isn’t enough content for that lovely man! ;v;

so, could I request Stu with an Alt S/O, who finds out he’s one of the killers, and she’s just like, “…that’s..that’s kinda hot-“ and she just doesn’t give a fuck that he’s one of the killers-

dnhdjdhej-

I’m sorry but I can’t be normal about him. Could it be HC format, and you can add in NSFW if you like. anyways, feel free to dilute/take out some parts of this ask and, remember, take your time, and have a great day/night!

AHH!! I’m in love with this idea thank you for the request and apologies for taking so long!! 🫶🏻

STU MACHER x ALT!READER

So like

He LOVES you so much

literally everything about you, how you dress, your personality EVERYTHING

hes head over mf heels

If you wear platforms hes asking to try them on at least 10 times per day

I hc Stu as like super tall (like 6’4) so if you wear platforms he loves that hes not the only tall one anymore

Anytime you buy new clothes he needs a fashion show

Hes setting up a red carpet just so you can show him the new earrings you bought

Speaking of jewellery he loves buying you different stuff

Earrings, necklaces, bracelets anything you can think of hes bought you it at least once

If you dye your hair hes 100% helping you

He genuinely could care less about the mess you two make of his bathroom he wants to help!

He would spend all his time in your room if it matched your aesthetic (even if it didn’t hes still there everyday)

He buys you gothic stuff to decorate your room with

‘What do you mean you don’t need plastic bats to hang from the ceiling?’

Stares at you whilst you’re doing your makeup

As for the killer part

Hes SO nervous to tell you

Like i said he loves you and he 100% does not wanna lose you

So when you come home one day and hes standing with a knife in his hand covered in blood he damn near has a mental breakdown

But when you’re like

‘Lowkey- Thats hot-‘

OH MY GOD

Its like hes just fallen in love with you all over again

Tries to get you to join him and billy

Understands if you don’t want to

Is literally jumping around in happiness if you say yes

He loves you either way

NSFW

If you have any sensitive spots with piercings or tattoos good luck

Stu knows about them and he is absolutely using them against you

Lowkey hes down to try anything

He will sub if you ask him too

He will dom if you ask him too

He just wants you to be happy

And he wants to make you cum

Over and over again

Can do praise but he can also degrade

Or both at the same time

Whatever works for you

‘F-fuck such a good little slut for me aren’t you?’

Whimpers

Sorry but it had to be said Stu whimpers

Only cares about you

He would rather make you cum 1000 times and him not at all

then him cum and you have to fake it

Also wants you to be comfortable all the time

Makes a safe word even if it isn’t super rough

You’ve seen his tounge

He can do wonders with that tounge

Just wants his whore to have a good time <3

I hope that was okay my love<33 thank you so much for your request it was super fun to do

My asks are open for anyone else with requests!!

#stu matcher x you #stu macher #scream #scream 1996 #billy loomis #stu macher x reader #randy meeks #sidney prescott #tatum riley #dewey riley #ethan landry #scream x reader #billy loomis x reader #horror #scary movies

[xulips]

hi I need to share this stupid freakvamp idea that’s been floating around in my head for a while, i tried writing it into a fic but couldn’t get it to work </3 so here

basically Akito asks if Toya has any other vampire abilities, Toya is like “oh yea uhh” and 0 warning shapeshifts into… a dog. Akito panics and gets up like WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A DOG WHERE DID TOYA GO WHAT THE FUCK. Toya turns back to himself and is like “why is your flesh smell so bad I haven’t even bitten you??” and Akito explains the self-defence mechanism thing, with a lot of embarrassment. he’s still pretty shaken up and Toya makes the connection that it’s probably the dog that scared him, and pulls him over to a couch and cuddles him in apology and is like, “yknow, the reason i didn’t turn into a bat is because I don’t like being so high up, it scares me” to help Akito feel less embarrassed <3

and just. yea

idk if this makes sense 👍

( also genuinely so sorry for reblogging your last posts like 50 times I saw vivid bestie squad + p/Akikoha and had an aneurysm )

( i didn't even realize it i only knew that u rb and just that HELPPP but thank you in advance 🫵 )

THAT'S SUCH A CUTE IDEA OMGKGM WAITT THAT'S ACTUALLY SO CUTE, i was going to say this somewhere but toya doesn't really like shape shifting into a bat because of his fear of heights, and when akito heard that he thought of it as weird at first like "a vampire who's.. not into being a bat?" but this is so cute actually 🥹🫶

just them bonding over their fears and toya telling him that everyone has their own fears, no matter how insignificant it is (also in order to activate his defense mechanism he needs to injure his skin first, so i imagine he scratched a part of his skin on purpose when he saw the dog. toya apologizes profusely for it and offers to take care of the wound together)

#ask #freakvamp au

[thechaoticplayer]

BONJOUR MY EXAMS STILL AREN’T FINISHED YET BUT I AM BACK WITH ANOTHER REQUEST BEFORE I FORGET

Ike, Vox, Mama and Fufu-Chan together in one of their house watching a movie but it turned into an intense make out session for psyborg and Ike/Vox (idk the ship name lmao) buttttt the intense make out session turn into them just fucking their bottoms in the living room (why do I always have these ideas)

Author's note: why DO you have these ideas you nasty BL enjoyer (me too tho bestie 😞) and SHEEEESH these four? in one room? Fucking? Damn getting to work bro.... feed me after please.... (help Ike's cover Aspirin started screaming in my ear)

Summary: Ah, a night together watching a movie! How nice and calming. Until they start getting a bit too frisky (remember to use protection kids) super short bc I rlly need to get this request out and life is being a bitch

Contains: gay men kissing and smashing on couches, smut nasty smut, BL, Power Bottom! Ike x Sub! Vox (that one time Ike called Vox cute and the demon practically melted into mush... brainrot) , Dommy Fulgar x Subby Uki, theres plot and fluff teehee

"Yo, welcome in," Fulgar greets Ike and Vox, who stand at the door. They enter inside, Vox having to slightly duck his head under the doorway and Ike quickly taking of his shoes as to not trek snow inside the house.

"Hello Vox and Ike," Uki softly says, peeking his head out of the kitchen area. "I'll be there in just a moment."

Fulgar guides them to the living room, which has a cozy atmosphere. A fire crackles inside the TV. The four of them decided to get together to hang out, the two couples having lots of fun and discovering new things in their relationships. Ike suggested watching a movie together, so they wouldn't have to be forced to talk the whole time, and the others agreed that it was a good idea.

Vox and Fulgar, the LAM brothers they are, were in the middle of an arm wrestling match when Uki returns with small tray of mugs. He shooes the men off the small table and places it down. "I made some hot chocolate for all of us to enjoy, along with some cookies too."

"You're the best, Uki darling," Fulgar praises, making Uki blush slightly. He holds the cup between his hands, the heat not bothering him as much.

"Thank you Uki," Ike replies with a small smile, bowing his head slightly.

"Thank you so much, I was freezing my balls off," Vox laughs, holding the cup by the handle and nearly burning his tongue.

"I just made them," Uki says quickly, waving his hand over his own mug. "It's still pretty hot, so I'll get the movie on now."

Vox and Ike sit on one sofa on the left, and Fulgar and Uki sit on the other on the right. The two couples sit a good distance apart, but not far enough where they couldn't hear each other if they whispered. Uki flips through movies to watch, the rest commenting on what to watch.

"How about a rom-com?" Uki suggests.

"That doesn't sound bad," Ike responds, glancing over at Fulgar and Vox, who nod affirmatively.

"Alright," Uki says, pressing the button before setting the remote down. "Let's get nice and cozy."

He hands the other couple a blanket. Vox helps drape it over him and Ike, who rests his head against his shoulder affectionately. As Uki sits down, Fulgar takes the other blanket and tucks Uki and him in it. He casually slides his arm across the Psychic's shoulders and Uki leans into his warmth, quietly nomming a cookie he had baked.

As the movie started slowly, Vox and Fulgar talk to each other about something weird. Ike and Uki exchange glances, rolling their eyes at their partners with a smile. At the sight, both Vox and Fulgar smirk devilishly, and began to scatter kisses all over their lovers.

"H-hey! Stop that!" Ike chides, batting Vox away as the demon pouts.

Uki, however, just giggles and lets Fulgar do as he wishes.

"See? Why can't I give you kisses?" Vox points out, sad puppy eyes initiated. "I want to show you love and affection."

Ike stares for a beat, then sighs. He tilts his head up, presses his lips against Vox's porcelain skin and looks back at the screen. Vox, on the other hand, is not all that calm and stutters, cheeks flushed.

"Look at how red you are!" Fulgar teases, pointing and laughing.

"Oh, fuck off," Vox grumbles, flipping the Cyborg off.

"Shut the fuck up you two," Uki mutters.

The movie is about half-way through when Fulgar feels a hand sliding up his thigh. He casts a small glance at his lover, but returns his gaze back to the screen. A small smirk on his lips. But then he grunts, cheeks reddening as Uki palms his crotch, hand hidden from the blanket.

"Ukiki," Fulgar whispers in Uki's ear, the tips of his ears bright red. "What are you...?"

Uki hushes him, continuing to rub him slowly. Fulgar stifles his noises, chewing the side of his cheek as he watched the movie.

Vox, on the other side of the couch, interweaves his fingers with Ike's and kisses the novelist's knuckles. Ike smiles softly, turning over the demon's hand to kiss him back. Vox kisses Ike's head and jaw, Ike's skin taking on a pinker tone but allows the onslaught of affection. For some odd reason, Ike (embarrassingly so), started to get hard from the actions, and it was getting difficult to keep a straight face.

Like a clock... tick... tock... tick...

Enough.

Fulgar and Ike explode nearly at once, Fulgar crawling on top of Uki and Ike straddling Vox's lap. Uki squawks in surprise. Vox looks up at the novelist, startled, as Ike stares him down, breath heavy and glasses lop-sided.

"Looks like Uki isn't the only one misbehaving, huh?" Fulgar chuckles, glancing over at the other couple.

Ike doesn't reply, his dark eyes narrowing at the voice demon, who audibly gulps. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Kissing... you?" He says, almost as if it were a question.

"During a movie? With other people around us?"

"Says the one sitting in my lap. isn't that a bit extreme, mmm?"

As Ike and Vox debate with one another, Fulgar shifts his attention to the Psychic, a coy smile on his lips. "The hell you smirking about?"

Uki traces the Cyborg's jawline. "Everyone is kinda horny at the moment." He looks down to see Fulgar's hard erection and his own. "Maybe we should fix that."

"Shameless whore," Fulgar remarks.

"Says the horny bitch," Uki retorts.

Fulgar smashes his mouth against Uki's devouring him whole with a low growl. His tongue explore the entirety of Uki's mouth, enjoying the taste of chocolate inside. So sweet, like always. Uki nips at Fulgar's bottom lip, spurring him on further.

Ike and Vox are still bickering with each other, oblivious to the couple passionately making out on the other side of the couch. Vox decides to make a cocky response, and Ike can't help but be absolutely flabbergasted by this man's audacity.

Ike yanks him by the collar of his shirt, grumbling, "You need to be taught a lesson."

"Oh?" The voice demon smiles. "How so-?"

Ike interrupts his words with a rough kiss, which Vox groans into unexpectedly. His pale skin is tinged with a deep red. Ike keeps him close, legs wrapped around Vox's waist as Ike grinds against the demon. A quiet moan escapes Vox, much to his dismay.

Next thing you know, clothes are strewn across the living room floor, sounds of skin slapping against skin, lewd sex, and moans mixed with whimpers flood the room.

"Fu-fucha-" A moan cuts his sentence, Uki a whimpering and flushed mess underneath Fulgar, who repeatedly penetrates him.

A shaky laugh from the Cyborg. "What's wrong? isn't this what you wanted?"

Uki's arms wrapped around Fulgar's neck, holding him close as he whines in his ear. They were both close, they could feel it.

Ike, however, has been riding Vox silly, as obvious to Vox's quaking moans. His big hands encompass Ike's waist. He was big and taller than Ike, but here was, being used for Ike's entertainment. Embarrassment and shame were thrown out the window a long time ago.

"S-slow down," Vox gasps, surprised by Ike's stamina.

"Shut up," Ike mutters with a soft mewl, bouncing on Vox's cock. "You deserve it."

The next hour, both couples had the blankets across their naked bodies. Slowly regaining their breath, avoiding gazes.

"Well. At least we can say we've seen each other's dicks and not have to be shy about it anymore."

"Vox, what the hell man."

#nijisanji #nijisanji en #vtuber #nijien #nijisanji smut #nijisanji x reader #favorite vtuber #Noctyx #Luxiem #ike eveland #vox akuma #uki violeta #fulgar ovid #Psyborg #Uki violeta x Fulgar ovid #Ike eveland x vox akuma

[crazy-lazy-elder-sims]

-the Tired accountant and the senior Designer pt2-

Hello again i decided to expand on my sims for the simblr office idea by @kashisun once again thank you for this and apologies if im a bit spammy im slightly excited lmao

Okay buckel up folks cause im about to take you on a journey TM lol

Introducing our office babes

Christian Sinclare:

33 years old but feels 50

Doesn't like coffee but drinks it to stay awake

His favorite color is Naomi's hair color👀

..... And sage green

Literally the only accountant in this company that you can talk to that wont bring up budget cuts in the first 5 mins

His favorite meme is the "keep calm and carry on" meme but people call him an old man if he brings it up. #leavesinclarealone2023

Always works late but only because he prefers to finish the financial reports on the same day he started them so he can sleep at night (anxiety gang hello👋)

So many coworkers from other depratments come down and talk to him about various Accounting things he has no idea why its not like he is the manger or head of the department ( its because he is handsome and all the peeps want a piece of him he's just too cluless to notice)

Obsessed with the presence of Mathematical algorithms in nature and everyday life

His favorite is how Bats can find the exact location of things using echo location and the math behind that

The golden Ratio is another obsession and he spends his days off in Museums observing painting that has them

Naomi Marroquin:

31 years old iced coffee addict

Her hair color was an accidental dark red home hair dye job that went wrong but she liked it so much she kept it for years

Her favorite color is red

Hates staying late and leaves the office at 5 o'clock sharp and no one can stop her (trust me they tried)

Says she doesn't care for all the office gossip and scandal but she is besties with the one HR employee from how much she goes down there to get the juicy gossip

Is the senior graphic designer but the graphic department head put her in charge of Budgeting and making exel sheets for the accounting department because she was the only one with "excel proficiency" on her resume

That was a lie

The first time she got assigned an excel sheet assignment she googled "how to learn excel fast" then added " for dummies" exactly 2 mins later

She oftten clashes withthe Accounting department on thier requestes to lower costs and cut out quality

Hates doing all the obove through email and tries to meet anyone from the accounting department but they all avoid her because they have no time for her 30 mins lectures about the importance of paper quality

Fun facts:

Naomi is taller than Christian 💓

Naomi used her personal email on accident for her resume which is called: [email protected] but they hired her anyway because they desperately needed someone with excel skills

Naomi's corporate style is inspired by her mom who used to be a corporate goth but naomi is not one (infact some of her office Fashion staples were given to her by her mom)

Christian's second reason for staying late is that he hates going home to an empty quiet small Appartment and prefers the feel of the big spaces of the office

Christian refuses not not wear any sort of jacket during his workday but once the day is over and everyone leaves he takes of his jacket loosens up his tie and takes out his bun to feel more comfortable

Naomi once saw christian at a museum staring really hard at a painting then she saw that painting printed on a corset the next day it made her laugh so much she had to buy it for work

One day Naomi wore tights with bats on them (vintage 😉) when she arrived at work and "happened" to get in the elevator with Christian he instantly said "nice bats" but then panicked and went into how much he loves bats for 10 mins straight. Naomi instantly fell for that panicked rizz lol

Next day she came to the office with some nice bat earing but swears its not related to Christian and his love of bats(it is) and its NOT HER GIVING HIM SIGNS OMG GUYS DO YOU WANT ME TO GET WRITTEN UP TO HR( she totally was)

How they got close and began working together:

After a particularly tough day at work of having to stay late and trying to get through to the accounting department because they wont budge on buying the expensive colored ink for thier printers and how not doing that will compromise the color quality plus almost calling the accounting manger an uneducated potato,

she decided to pass by the empty (or so she thought) accounting department to let out some cuss words at a poor empty desk, she saw Sinclare sitting there tie loosened and all and decided to try again and convince him to not cut the important supplies from the budget

How she thought that conversation went:

How it actually went:

After he recovered from that he told her he will help her write better more convincing reports to present to the department and from then on they became friends (who are trying so hard and failing not to fall for each other)

Aaand Thats all for now folks if you read all that i wanna say thank you i love getting super inspired like this its so much fun! Tell me what you think of the babes here im So excited!

Thank you again to kashisun for this extremely fun idea❤️

#ts4 #ts4 edit #clz reblogs #queue for you #sims 4 #the simblr office #ts4 ocs #ts4 office #ts4 corporate #ts4 meme #ts4 edits #my edits #my edit #oc #Christian sinclare #Naomi Marroquin im gonna add them to my characters page when i get home 👀

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Hiya! Just yeeting a hc at you: I've always Headcanoned that Scout usually went with the Bat/frying pan due to shaky hands or smth. Could be caused by anything. But probably from the amount of energy that guy has is the most possible-

Hey bestie!! I wanted to answer this with a little doodle, but I can't really draw anything atm since it's nearly midnight for me. HOWEVER, I will share with you some of the research I did on hand tremors!

Disclaimer ⚠️: I myself am not a mobility aid user, nor do I personally experience hand tremors. I do not claim to know everything on the topic, and may be incorrect or wrong in some cases! If you'd like to know more, I highly encourage you do your own research!! Ofc, if you happen to know more than I do, feel free to correct me where I'm wrong :) and have fun reading!

I really like ur idea on the bat/frying pan for Scout! It does make sense for him to perfer those particular melees with hand tremors, since the small triggers on guns might be a bit fiddly to deal with. Maybe for the frying pan he'd have to wrap the handle so it's a bit thicker, and easier to hold! Like those big rubber grippers for utensils you can order online

Your ask made me think about what other things Scout might use/do in order to live with his tremors as comfortably as he can. I imagine he'll have to attend occasional physiotherapy sessions with Medic, to practice resistance training and working his muscles to help get steadier hands!

Of course, this also all depends on what kind of tremors Scout is experiencing, but since you said shaky hands, I'm going to guess Essential tremor, maybe? Essential tremor is one of the most common movement disorder, and it causes tremors mainly around the arms or hands, although it can also affect the head, voice, or other areas of the body. Essential tremor can be mild, or severe, depending on the person. I'm sure you weren't actually thinking about a specific type of tremor when sending in this ask, so I'm probably over-thinking this, but it's still interesting to learn!

I also think Scout would have to probably get a lil checkup after battles, especially since hand tremors usually worsen after intakes of caffeine (and Scout’s gotta be chugging that BONK all battle), and obviously after a bloody battle there's gonna be leftover adrenaline too. All of that combined means a lot of shaky hands, so off to the Doc he goes to de-stress!

There are also some mobility aids that help with tremors that Scout could use! Such as these braces/gloves (??) That dempens tremors. Now, I'm not sure how exactly these work, and I've never personally used them before, so their actual effectiveness is beyond me; but according to what I've read, they're apparently pretty helpful at stabilizing the hand (if only somewhat)

From what I understand, some of them are simply weighted gloves that you strap onto your hand, such as the ones shown in the second and third picture, but some have tiny little sensors in them that counteract against the tremors to "cancel out" the shaking?? (I probably didn't word that right)

Anyways, I had a lot of fun exploring more tf2 merc disability headcanons with y'all, and I hope you had fun too!! Sorry to anon for dumping this massive answer on you, you probably just wanted a simple doodle :')

If you happen to know more on the subject, or have personal experience, please do share and correct me if I got anything wrong!

Love you all! <33

#tf2 #team fortress two #long post #disability #mobility aid #tf2 scout #disabilitymercs #silly chatters

[bi-bats]

5, 6, 10, and 18 <3

Hiya bestie!! Thank you for the ask 💖

5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?

Probably The Birth of a God, which is a very complicated greek mythology au where Jason is Icarus and he falls in love with Apollo (Tim) and builds the wax wings because he's trying to reach him. After his death he gets revived as Ares (I've assigned out greek gods to over half of the characters in this fic including Dick as Aphrodite, Bruce as Hades, Damian as Thanatos, Barbara as Hephaestus, Cass as Athena, Alfred as Hestia, Duke as Helios) and doesn't tell anyone, but Tim goes to Bruce to get Jason back, which Bruce refuses because he can't. He doesn't tell Tim that he can't because Jason isn't actually there, so of course Tim wages war on him, which drags Jason into it because he's the god of war even though Tim doesn't know that and adkljfdlkfjdlkfdlfjlkdj

Look I love this idea and I'd love to read it but. I'd have to WRITE it and the amount of research I would have to do to twist the plot around the way I want would be insane so it's probably going to die in my brain 😭😭😭

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

Oh yeah absolutely. Lemme link a few (that aren't just smut lol):

sweet dreams (are made of thee) by @yasmindifference (jaytim dreamsharing 😭😭😭)

and a hand to bite by Sister (the jaytim exes to lovers of all time and also the fic that inspired Rooftops and Bookshops)

chaos is a color I wear well (and it looks mighty good on you) by @glaciya (jaytim angsty feels fic I love this one so much)

Like a Bat out of Hell by @allacesandeights (this fic. This fucking FIC. It's literally one of my go-to recs for when I'm trying to get people into JayTim and it deserves so so so much more recognition than it has holy shit this fic is so fucking good like. I very rarely read fics where I think the plot is perfect but this one is just so well done all around and akjdfajdfsdf read it)

I Didn't Say I Liked You by Generatorcat (I reread this one a LOT it's just delightful I love when they play chicken and you do it SO well, thank you for this one 💖)

Show Me the Meaning (Of Being Lonely) by @timmyjaybird (like. holy shit this whole series. I owe my life as an author to this series. This is the series that got me to consider shipping jaytim and also the first damitim fic that ever made my brain go brrrrrrr I've literally read this series like. 20 times at least and I never would have fallen deep enough into this fandom to start writing without it so thank you thank you thank you and everyone go read it)

10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

Definitely, and it's Now Kiss. I did not expect the response on that and if you know me, you've heard me talk about that. It just felt so rushed when I was writing it and I didn't get a chance to really edit it the way I wanted to and I've worked way harder on fics before and even if it was one of the ones that I was the most excited to share for JTW, there's just a part of me that's like: that's the one everyone loves so much?

That said, one thing about the response that has been lovely is that I've taken it as permission to trust myself a little more. There were a lot of things with that fic that I was uncertain about, but I liked them and decided to leave them alone even if I wasn't 100% sure because I was on a deadline and wanted it posted. They were probably the kinds of things that I would've fretted about incessantly and edited to death if I'd had more time, but people liked them, so it's been really nice to be able to let go of some of my self-doubt!

18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

Damian has always hated that Tim can carve the meat from an action, pull the bone of it out clean.

grughauhgaruharhgau just. I love this line so much. It says so much about both of them. It was also a tight race between that and this:

Everyone believes Goldie, all of the time. He just flashes that gorgeous smile like a fucking master key, and Jason’s always been a tiny bit jealous that everyone else turned out so goddamn endearing. 

also this one 😭😭😭 I really like the way that it reads like Jason's voice and also this is one of those things that he would never ever say because he can barely admit that it's true, even though it is

#♻️🐈‍⬛️ generatorcat #thanks for the ask!!! #batsasks #fic recs

[shadybirdwombat]

My least favorite characters in sjm are Azriel and Cassian.

Fight me lol

Azriel the tormented torturer. He has family. Has had family for years. Rhys's mom was there for both Cassian and Azriel.

Azriel saying elain shouldn't be exposed to darkness. Hello she already has been. In her human life and fae.

She can handle it like Amren says.

Amren who is still suspicious. Though she figures out weakness and strengths of people.

Azriel wants to protect. I understand his mom wasn't protected. Neither was he.

Cassian don't get me started. Someone him telling nests hold on to the headboard makes everything else ok ..

These are males that are hundreds of years older than these females.

Yet they have no idea about them.

I'm not saying Rhys is perfect. Though he's dealing with lots. Sold his body to protect his people and family. Found his mate. Watched her die. Than wanted a child. Though his Illyrian dna was going to kill her.

So it's okay for Azriel to want a blood duel over Elain. Without even asking Elain. Argue with Rhys about it.

Though Cassian not standing up to Rhys is ok. After hofas. Which I truly don't believe Rhys would have hurt nesta. Though Cassian not defending her nor Azriel. Who supposedly is her bestie.

Ember defends her and Feyre. We just didn't read about Feyre. I'm sure she threw several shoes and objects at her mate for being an asshole again.

They still have to work on their relationship. Become better brother and sister.

Which I hope the sisters become better to each other.

I'm excited for Rhys and Elain to form a sibling bond. Maybe Elain as usual will be the emissary to bring Nesta and Rhys together as siblings.

Cassian who grew up in the Illyrian camps. Who called Eris a coward. Without fully knowing what exactly goes on in autumn.

I'm sure Beron gives his sons chocolate after he beats them.

Both Azriel and Cassian grew up around males that were abusive towards female Illyrians.

Eris who stopped Keir from going to velaris. I think he cares for Morrigan. She cares for him too. They have a secret. Which Jurian may know about.

Jurian called Morrigan a liar. She didn't argue back.

Lucien lost jesminda. Lucien who was exiled from autumn. Had to fight his brothers. Kill one.

Not trying to sound like I'm comparing traumas.

Just saying Azriel and Cassian being older than most the other characters. Don't know how to deal.

I'm sure Eris and Lucien are younger than both the bats.

Azriel made me mad in silver flames.

He doesn't know what he wants.

Rhys knows Az. He doesn't want lucien or Az to die.

Enough of death. Also you know Feyre after nyx was born is giving Rhys hell.

I thought Eris and Nesta would actually conquer the world together. Help others too.

Get rid of Beron.

Lucien and Elain can travel the world together.

Imagine Elain finding books for Nesta and Gwyn.

Paints for Feyre.

Spices for Emerie.

Jewels for amren.

Very nice tailored clothing that is lint resistant for Rhys

For Eris a new breed of hounds. Also nicely tailored clothing

For Morrigan any clothing colored red.

I used to be an elriel. Till my rereads.

Lucien and Elain have very similar personalities and reactions to experiences.

As Morrigan said give them time. They're not ready.

#anti azriel #anti cassian #pro eris vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #pro rhysand #pro nesta archeron #pro feyre archeron #pro elain isn’t an object to fight over #pro gwyneth berdara

[aita-blorbos]

Am I the asshole for having a crush on my gal-pal?

Ok, so like, I (26F) have a Huge crush on my bestie (??F, probs like, early twenties) that I'll call 'eeny'.

I met eeny while she was working her sad minimum wage job, and we quickly became the bestest gal pals!! She's a bit depressed, and she has a habit of being pr vague at specific questions- but she's SUPER hot so idgaf.

So like, here's the thing. I have a teeny winsy little habit of luring people over for sex, and then like, killing and cooking+eating bits of their flesh before dumping the rest of the body off. You could call it a quirky hobby of mine-

and I got the idea to give my bestie one of my 'home meals' to help with her weird bummed out attitude. I mean, what else cures sad better than a nice lovingly made meal?? I Did tell her it was venison because like, normally people don't respond well to being told they're eating human flesh. She loved it!!!

Unfortunately, a couple months later she happened to find the current body in my People Freezer and freaked tf out, I kinda thought she was over reacting but I did really want our soon to be relationship to work so I tried to come up with a good excuse she'd like- but this girl Knocked me out!!!!! With my own bat!! And so like, I was arrested. Which totally sucked.

But she did end up visiting me in prison! Tho she was like, weirdly mad at me?? Said i was crazy (I'm quirky, ok.) Manipulative (whaaaa???) Cannibalistic murderer (i mean.. yeah true but she said it with such a nasty tone :(() and that I betrayed her trust. I honestly had very little to say to all of that, and she asked me if I had anything to say before she left forever.

I kinda slipped out with the " I'm in love with you" line...

She got this exhausted and frustrated look on her face, like she just ran a year long marathon and I just asked her a stupid impossible math question and she's been gone for months now and now I'm starting to get worried-

Am I the asshole??

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality #cannibalism cw

[moon-thething]

Jdhrjr hey sorry but I had an idea for another request(the last request you did for me was lovely though! :] /g)

This request is platonic, but I'm also only kinda asking it cuz I'm projecting onto the reader lmao(/hj—also ya don't have to do this if ya don't want to.). But maybe Streber and Kevin(separately anyway) with a Reader(who you can make them see as a bestie or a crush, I dont mind either on ejfjrjr) who usually acts all energetic and annoying, but is actually kinda sad deep down? Like they usually hide it whenever they're feeling bad about something or whenever something is wrong, and usually pretend to be confident as well, but are actually kinda insecure about themself. This is kind of an angsty scenario—but eh.

- Kevin Anon.

Did you really have to call me out like that? Anyway, I'm glad you liked the request :)

Romantic or platonic?: Romantic-ish

Readers gender: neutral

Type: angst/fluff

¡Warning!: I copied the long text on both Kevin's and Streber part because I am too sleep deprived to tye out two separate sentences :(

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Kevin

Let set the scene first

The two of you are work buddies, you were the one who was mostly in the back sotriong out candy (since the children were so used to seeing Kevin) and Kevin was the cashier

You two wouldn't talk that much, but by your friends visiting he could see that you had a pretty energetic personality, and he had to admit that it was a little annoying, but over all sweet

He never would've thought you were so sad deep down, he always saw you as this energetic person that wouldn't give a hater the light of day. When in reality you head was quite the opposite

When you two got closer together, he started to hang out with you a little after work (which was really weird, considering all of the stories about annoying coworker's getting together to hang out)

And he saw that you were energetic everywhere, not just with your friends. And he seemed to like that about you, it was just a little thing that made him think the world wasn't as fucked up as it actually is

But, he did notice the little shifts in your tone when the subjects got too dark or were feeling too personal. That made him worry a little bit

But you're a happy person! There's no way you can have any for of negative thoughts! Right?

Wrong

He was flabbergasted when he head you talk about your actual feeling for the first time

My man's got himself an existential crisis rn

Kevin grabbed the money from the mother's hold gently and gave her the change before handing the kid his candy

"Here you go." He said. The kid gave him a smile and thanked him before tugging on his mother's sleeve, dragging her towards the exit

Kevin let out a sigh, walking towards the back to call out to you

"Y/n, c'mon! It's time to close up!" He yelled, watching as she jumped up in surprise

"Oh, yeah. Right away boss." You joked, giving Kevin a salute before running out of the back towards the main area

You flipped the sign to say 'closed' and grabbed a mop as you started to mop the floor. Kevin was the one whipping the register and couters

After a few moments of listening to the radio music, you spoke up

"Hey Kevin?" You spoke. Kevin gave you a hum of acknowledgement as he continued to wipe the counters

"... Do you ever fell empty on the inside? Like, mentally and physically feel like there's a part of you missing that just makes everything more difficult in life? Like, you keep this fake happy mask on when deep down you feel like you just want to crumble up into a ball and sob you heart out, like you just want to poof out of existence just to see if anyone would even care or it anyone would even bat an eye?" You looked up at the end of you speak, only to see Kevin in utter disbelief

His jaw was practically on the floor as his eyes were wide open. If this were a cartoon you were pretty sure you would hear the 'whomp whomp' sound affect

"Kevin, are-

"ARE YOU OKAY?!"

Almost sobbed instead of u

He spoiled you like a prince's for a month straight, thinking it would bring up you mood a little and actually feel like the personality you display in front of others

It was sweet but he was more stressed than ever, making you feel bad about ever revealing your true emotions to him

But hey, it is what it is

Streber

Let's set the scene (again)

You met Streber through a mutual friend, and you just seemed to immediately click

Your personalities were practically identical to one another

The only difference being that Streber was actually happy and you just weren't, but he didn't know that!

You two would always be together and woult act like those two aunts that make perfect harmony when they are together

He absolutely adored that you could match his energy, he felt so complete with you by his side, like you were a missing puzzle piece that somehow managed to appear on a random day

And to say he was shocked when he heard what you actually felt like... Well, you would be correct

He was shocked, heartbroken, understanding, basically just gave actual good advice

You were in Streber workshop, just preparing for the haunted house when all of a sudden you felt a wave of sadness wash over you. And this time you didn't seem to want to keep it to yourself anymore

You looked around to room, only now noticing that you and Streber were alone, before turning to him

"Hey Streber?" You spoke up, he hummed, turning towards you

"What is it?" He asks, talking his head as he waited for you to continue talking

"... Do you ever fell empty on the inside? Like, mentally and physically feel like there's a part of you missing that just makes everything more difficult in life? Like, you keep this fake happy mask on when deep down you feel like you just want to crumble up into a ball and sob you heart out, like you just want to poof out of existence just to see if anyone would even care or it anyone would even bat an eye?" You looked towards Streber when you finished your speech, only to see a heartbroken expression on his face

"Streber, are-"

"I am so sorry."

You were shocked on how serious he was being tbh, you got used to his happy and joky attitude

Now that you see him looking at you with that heartbroken gaze you couldn't help but feel bad, but Streber assured you that you don't have to feel bad about anything and that he is here for you, that he will always be there for you, no matter the situation

As I had previously stated, actually has a deep and meaningful conversation with you

Doesn't treat you any differently but does stay close to you and calls and or texts you more often to check up on you

Overall, a reliable friend/boyfriend 👍

#spooky month #spooky month x reader #sm kevin #gender neutral reader #sm streber #sm kevin x reader platonic hc #sm kevin x reader romantic hc #sm kevin x reader #sm streber x reader platonic hc #Sm Streber x reader #sm Streber x reader romantic hc #x reader platonic #x reader romantic #kevin anon

[roosterbox]

Fic Rec Friday 1/26/2024

Title: The Skirt

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley & Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley

Additional Tags: Trans Steve Harrington, Coming Out, Internalized Transphobia, Implied/Referenced Cheating, no actual cheating though dw, Hurt/Comfort, Gender Dysphoria, author is trans but in a different direction, Hurt Steve Harrington, Hurt Eddie Munson, Trans Female Character, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, no beta we die like steve’s manhood

Summary: Steve didn’t know what to say. How could he explain that Steve Harrington, the guy with the nail bat, a jock with too-broad shoulders and hair on his chest, who was narrow in the hips and had fat in all the wrong places, wore skirts in secret? An unexplainable embarrassment washed over him, feeling like a little kid that got caught raiding his mom’s closet. Something crumbled inside him. He couldn’t tell his boyfriend that no matter how hard he tried, he’d never be the man Eddie wanted.

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Today’s menu: angst and gender fuckery. Two things that go very well together!

I love overall how the Steddie fandom plays with gender. There are popular headcanons and fics of either Eddie or Steve (or both!) being something other than cisgender boys, and I always enjoy seeing them. This particular one is centered on Steve. On their tentative steps into the feminine, and on Eddie’s initial (unfortunate) reaction. To be fair to Eddie, he came to an extremely incorrect opinion when he found the titular object. And they eventually work through the misunderstanding. But man, that first scene? Ugh. Hurts so bad, but also so good. And that hurt makes the eventual apology and discussion (the comfort, if you will) even sweeter.

Robin remains the real MVP. I adore the idea of Steve being trans (or just, y’know, questioning certain things) and confiding in her. Because they would. Absolutely. Platonic soulmates and all. And she has their back completely, even to the point of reading Eddie the riot act over his reaction. Sometimes, silly ‘boys’ need their lesbian bestie to knock their heads together.

Also, the moment Steve’s pronouns shift in the narration? Beautiful. This story is beautiful.

(also also I didn’t plan this to be a Steddie rec on this particular day, knowing what it was, other than a Friday, lol. Happy 30th birthday to Joseph Quinn! I hope his day is a good one, and is as relaxing or as exciting as he prefers it to be ❤️)

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Next Week: Hannigram. Sweet, sweet Hannigram.

Features include: post fall, escaping the FBI, angst, smut, and a lovely transmasc Will Graham. Plenty of good ingredients for a delicious dish.

See you soon!

#fic rec friday #steddie #writer: telltaleheartthrob #angst #hurt/comfort #coming out #transfemme Steve Harrington #these guys #they have my heart in a chokehold #I would go to war for transfemme stevie harrington #❤️❤️❤️