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hikarry · 4 months

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I'm not really on the team that swears to Jesus and beyond that Crowley lost his memories after the Fall. Yes, of course, he forgot some stuff because, ya know, he has been alive for more than 6000 years and if I don't remember what I ate for lunch yesterday, Satan knows he won't remember every single second of his life, but he remembers the important things

"Ah, but what about him not remembering fighting alongside FurFur or building the thingy with Saraqael?"

Love, I give you two options:

Those are either some of the stuff he didn't consider important enough to remember OR he is just straight up fucking with them. He does remember, but why reveal it if playing dumb sometimes is good in the long run? Might be useful

Alas, I don't know, but I will die on the hill that he does remember

Which means he most probably remembers meeting Aziraphale. Not because Aziraphale was "important" at the time per se, or because it was love at first sight (because it wasnt, not for him. Bro was so focused on the nebula he didnt even introduce himself when Aziraphale did. He threw him a "Right. Nice to meet ya. Anyway, nebula time!"), but because he was there when Crowley created the nebula and, as he said, he had been waiting for that moment since "well, always". It's an important moment for him, so he remembers. Aziraphale just so happened to be present

I don't know if that was the only interaction they had in Heaven or not (and that's not the point I'm trying to get to so I will ignore that problem for a later post, maybe), but when the now Demon Crawley was sent up to the Garden, he did remember Aziraphale. That's why he approached him

Cmon, Crowley isn't stupid. Of course he wouldn't approach an angel on the wall just willy nilly and make conversation. He didn't know Aziraphale had given away the flaming sword yet. Just approaching an angel from behind and morph into a demon next to him out of nowhere could be a death sentence. Or at least an A Line for a good smitting

Yet, he did it. He had at least 3 other angels to choose from but he approached the angel that he remembered from back in the beginning that was kind enough to help him with the engine of the nebula. Hell! I even bet this was not the first time they saw each other in the Garden!

Bet they've seen and observed each other from afar a few times while they interacted with the humans (yes, cause I believe Crawley, before tempting Eve, tried to gain her trust. It's easier to listen to a friend than a random snake) or just around the Garden really.

That's why Aziraphale didn't get surprised when Crawley showed up at the wall, because he knew the demon snake had been around the Garden for a while. He probably even recognized him as the former Star Maker and hoped he was still a little bit of his old self so he allowed himself to engage in conversation

Anyhow, another clue? This:

He remembers how Heaven works. He remembers he was a high ranking angel. Satan, he remembers the bloody passwords!

Do you know what else he remembers?

Cause they didn't throw that line in there for nothing. No, gents. Cmon. Nothing is random in Good Omens

He knows who he was. He remembers being the Star Maker that hung the stars in the sky

He remembers why he fell, for goodness sake

And the fact that he remembers everything makes all of it so much more tragic, doesn't it? He remembers his life before the Fall, his supposed friends that dragged him into the pit with them, what Her love felt like, the "mistakes" he made that led to his Fall

And it must have hurt. It must have hurt so much when he found himself in a pit of boiling sulfur with his wings completely burned and without Her love because he remembered it all. He must have been so bloody confused for so long

He might have regretted it. All the questions and the company he kept that made him Fall. But he doesn't anymore.

He knows he doesn't need Heaven, he doesn't need Hell. They are toxic. All he needs is his pacific fragile existence on Earth with Aziraphale and yet...well, that's something else he won't forget now, is it?

*clears throat*

I rest my case

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hannieehaee · 5 months

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18+ / mdi

content: newrelationship!jeonghan, very soft, afab reader, fluff, smut, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 1276

a/n: im in love with him if that wasnt clear already

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it had only been two weeks since jeonghan had finally made you his.

he had pined after you for a bit, not fully realizing the extent of his feelings for you until a month prior, when he decided he just had to have you and decided to act accordingly, sweeping you off your feet soon after.

you were the prettiest, most perfect thing he had ever had. your relationship was brand new, which made everything even sweeter. he couldn't get enough of you, or you of him.

today had been the first night you spent over at his place, having fallen asleep on his couch halfway through the movie without realizing. he didn't have the heart to wake you up, being too enamored by the sight of your adorable form curled up against the couch, folded like a ball due to the cold. upon realizing your state, he had covered you up with a blanket, allowing you some warmth while he left to prepare you a tea for whenever you woke up. when he came back a few minutes later, he found you disoriented, barely processing the time. it wasnt that late yet, but he still insisted you stay since you seemed so exhausted. after five minutes of jeonghan whining at you to stay, you agreed, also accepting the shirt and sweats he gave you to wear to sleep.

his intentions had been completely pure, only wanting to hold you through the night, guaranteeing himself the soundest sleep he had ever had. and he had been right, as he had never known comfort such as the one he found tangled with you under his covers.

waking up had also been an experience, falling for you all over again upon seeing the softness of your expression as you rested. he decided, once again, not to wake you and fell back asleep in your arms.

a few hours later, you woke up, not offering him the same courtesy and softly waking him up.

"hannie? hannie, wake up."

"hmm?", he was half asleep as he responded, but your soft voice had immediately sitting up, putting his attention on you.

suddenly, you weee very shy, halfway hiding under your blanket, "i stayed over ..."

"yeah, baby, i know," he chuckled, "we went through this, remember?"

"isnt it too soon?"

"hmm. no," he went to hold you in his arms, "been wanting to keep you to myself for a while now," he kissed at your cheek as he said this, drinking in your adorable giggles at his affection, "now come with me so we can make some breakfast, yeah?"

it was easy for you to agree with him, now getting up and heading to his kitchen, where he allowed you to take charge due to his less than favorable cooking skills, claiming he'd help you out and follow your every order. in usual jeonghan fashion, that had been a lie. the man was simply too affectionate for his (and your) own good, simply opting for hugging you from behind as you made some eggs to satiate the both of you.

his touches had been completely innocent in nature, only giving you a few pecks on your cheeks as he held onto you. he got a bit more daring soon after, however, now deciding to reach uncharted waters and begin leaving breathy kisses along your neck.

you seemed to not be in disagreement, even tilting your neck so he could have more room to kiss you. you couldnt help yourself in the soft moans you let out the moment he began to lick and suck at your neck. those pretty moans were all he needed to let his hands begin to wander across your torso, sneaking his hands under his your shirt as he rubbed them up and down your stomach, almost daring to touch your breasts before asking for confirmation as to whether or not it was okay for him to do so.

"can i, angel?"

"mhm ... anything you want, hannie ..."

"oh? anything?" he smirked against your neck, finding a spot that had you mewling at his touch before finally allowing his hands to find home on your breasts, not taking long to begin pinching at your nipples and feeling you up.

"uh-huh ..." unknowingly, you sensually pushed your ass back against him, making him moan out before beginning a slow grind against you, feeling gratification at your mutual humping.

"oh, baby ... my pretty girl. so sweet for me ..." he loved how soft and pliant you were; how just a few light touches had you losing all inhibitions and entertaining his want for you.

"can i have it, baby? will you let me take care of you?", he asked after a few moments of dry humping, realizing you were growing restless in his arms.

"hannie ... please ..." he didn't need further confirmation to turn you around in his arms, immediately going for your lips as he kissed you sensually, his tongue dancing with your as you moaned at the simple pleasure of his kiss.

he was now grinding against your front, making you whine against his lips, mewling his name in the softest gasps he had ever heard. you truly were the prettiest thing he had ever held in his arms. he wanted you more than anything. he only allowed himself the pleasure of your cries at the bare minimum of pleasure that dry humping was giving you for a few moments, soon opting to finally enter your warmth.

he asked you for permission before doing it, despite knowing you'd respond with enthusiastic consent. he just wanted to hear how badly you wanted him back. after a cry of 'yes. please, hannie!' that had his eyes rolling back at how precious you were, he finally plunged inside you, holding one of your legs up and wrapping it around his waist.

he ground against you in slow and calculated movements, immediately hitting at that spot that had you throwing your head back.

"my beautiful girl ... is that it? that's the spot, angel?", he didn't wait for a response, only ramming harder against you to elicit even louder moans out of you.

"h-hannie ..."

"i know, angel, i know. feels so good, huh? prettiest thing ... you take it so good, fuck. my gorgeous girl. wanted you for so long now. cant believe i have you," he adored the effect he had on you, groaning at the way you tightened around him every time he praised you or told you how into you he was.

"gonna cum for me, angel? gonna give it to me? yeah? wanna feel you, baby."

you didn't need any convincing to cum while in his arms, and neither did he, quickly pulling out to cum into the sink that had been right next to you, cringing at the thought of having to disinfect it, but having had to improvise in the moment.

"hannie, ew ... the sink?"

"yah! this is your fault! seducing me in the kitchen ..."

"me?! i was just making breakfast!"

"yeah! in my clothes? looking so pretty and fuckable? you knew what you were doing. it's okay, angel. i understand. i wouldve seduced you sooner or later anyways."

you rolled your eyes at his gremlin laugh, jokingly pushing him away when he approached you with dampened paper towels to clean you up a bit, then dragging your sweats back up.

"the eggs got burnt," you pouted at him, interrupting him from the kiss he was about to give you.

"angel, i dont care about some stupid eggs. let me kiss you, yeah?"

"oka– "

he hummed against your lips, enjoying the sweetness of your kiss. he could totally see himself enjoying this every morning from now on.

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cavillsbitch · 1 year

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Are You Sure?

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner X BAU!Fem!Reader (use of y/n)

Summary: You find yourself in a very precarious situation with your freshly divorced boss…

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI!!! Smut ahead!!! p in v sex, protected sex, detailed descriptions of sex, let me know if i missed any

A/N: This is coming at y’all out of nowhere, I have been stewing on a series and in lieu of me not having time yet to get started on that, this was born. Also, sorry if there are any weird spaces below… mobile app post hehehehehehe. Enjoy!

Word Count: 2.3k

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Of all the places you thought you might be this Friday night, naked underneath your boss in his bed wasn’t one of them.

The only thing you could hear was your own panting breath and the soft sound of his hips connecting with yours as he buried himself into you over and over again. You could barely think straight, one hand gripping his sheets and the other holding onto him for dear life. A little while ago, the two of you were out with the team for drinks after a case, and Hotch could tell you weren’t really feeling it. He’d offered to give you a ride home, and somewhere along the way you’d rerouted to his for a nightcap. Neither of you were particularly drunk, but you were thankful for the liquid confidence (and his) when he made the first move. He’d asked repeatedly if it was okay and if you’d wanted him to stop, knowing that he was your boss and that you knew he’d just finalized his divorce from Haley. You seemed to notice his flirting (that Emily and Derek continually pointed out to you, no matter how many times you’d brushed them off and said they were seeing something that wasn’t there) a little bit when him and Haley were separating, but you’d never ever think he was actually attracted to you, let alone to the point where he’d want to sleep with you, and yet…

The feeling of him inside you was more than you could have ever fantasized about (and you did fantasize about it). Not only did he take his time devouring you first, making you come twice with his mouth and fingers, but he made sure you were well enough aroused to be in nothing but total ecstasy when he was ready to fuck you. Every single stroke felt so fucking good. He was perfect. Well… perfectly sized for pleasure. Great in bed. Not perfect. Not… whatever.

“H-Holy… shit, Hotch…” your eyes screwed shut and your jaw fell slack as you heard him chuckle and groan.

“I think… we’re at the point where you can… call me Aaron, darling… don’t you think?” his pace slowed a bit, truthfully because he was close and didn’t want to be finished just yet, but he wanted to give you a moment to respond to him.

You opened your eyes and found his. God, what a dangerous moment. The look is his eye as he lazily fucked into you wasnt anything you could have prepared yourself for. You tried avoiding eye contact this whole time, and you were almost successful. You knew what would happen if you held his gaze, and here you were. You knew you’d be confronted with thoughts that you’d been successfully suppressing for a long while now, thoughts you’d only let brew when you allowed yourself to think about your boss in a way that you knew you had no right to, especially because they began well before he was even separated from his now ex-wife. The desire to open up to him right now about how you feel was right on your tongue. You wanted to tell him how sexy he looked with his hair all messed up, especially from your fingers running through and pulling it as he ate you out. You wanted so badly to tell him that his face looks much better being flushed from sex rather than being flushed from your typical daily compliments. Dare you tell him that you think you love him? What a stupid, stupid idea. You decided that it’s definitely best not to say anything, maybe ever, and just respond to what he asked you.

“Are you…” you stopped to sigh, the pleasure was still too much and you wanted to last for him, “… are you sure?”

You watched his eyes half-lid as he brought your right leg to rest on his shoulder. He leaned down to you further, allowing himself a new angle to thrust into you. His pace picked up again, and this time, you saw fucking stars. You tried, but couldn’t help the loud sound of your pleasure escape from your throat. You’ve never been fucked like this, and you knew he could probably tell, which you decided you’d curse yourself for later.

You could feel the air from his lips as he spoke right next to your ear, “Does it feel like I’m sure, Y/N?”

You nodded quickly, your arms now coming around him under his arms to hold on to his back, surely leaving marks with your nails. “Y-Yes… God Aaron, yes.”

You couldn’t help but notice that he seemed to be affected by your use of his first name, responding with only a low and breathy moan. He drove you so close to your third orgasm, and you could tell he was close too. His name fell from your lips again as you tried to speak, “I’m… Aaron I-I think I’m gonna..”

He panted and kept his pace, “I’ve got you, sweetheart, g-give it to me.”

The moment that your orgasm hit you nearly blinded you for a few seconds. The brightness of the pleasure your body felt was something you were sure was once in a lifetime. It affected your entire body, legs now shaking and back arched against the mattress. The pleasure kept coming as Aaron thrust into you. You didn’t even hear yourself nearly weep as you came, your pussy contracting strongly around Aaron’s rigid cock.

“That’s it, that’s a good… good girl,” Aaron stuttered as he followed close behind you with his own peak. His thrusts became sloppy, still trying to ride you through your high, as he drove into you once more with a loud groan. You whimpered as you came down, still feeling yourself ebb through pleasure as Aaron stayed inside you. The two of you breathed heavily together, locked eyes as Aaron smiled lazily at you. Goddammit. You were so fucked. Fucked.

He gestured toward your leg on his shoulder, silently asking for permission to move you so he could adjust and start to clean himself up. You nodded, trying not to make a sound as his cock left you. You didn’t think you were quite ready to move yet, but you tried to at least scooch yourself up by your elbows to begin coming back to reality.

Aaron stood, taking off the condom while making his way toward the bathroom in his bedroom. You watched him, getting a more normal view of his naked body, and for some reason you felt guilty for looking.

You shook your head, pushing the feeling away as you looked for your clothes on the floor. As you sat up, Aaron came out of the bathroom and grabbed a pair of sweats to put on. You stood, “Do you mind if I…” you gestured toward the bathroom asking silently.

Aaron smiled again, “Of course not, whatever you need. I have extra toothbrushes in the bottom right drawer,” he began walking toward the door with you, showing you, “If you want to shower, I have extra towels here.”

You nodded, deciding that would probably be a good idea. Smiling at him, you thanked him. He held your gaze, brushing your hair behind your ear, and leaned down to kiss you. It was brief, but surprising. He pulled away from you with a goofy looking smirk on his face, leaving you in the bathroom.

After your shower, you left the bathroom in a towel, and found your clothes folded nicely on the armchair in the corner of the bedroom. Aaron was in bed, reading glasses on, looking at a file by the light of his bedside table lamp. He looked up to you as you emerged, but you’d already made your way to the pile of clothes and started to get dressed.

“You can borrow something of mine to sleep in, if you need,” he said. You could tell this was his way of asking the question, ‘are you staying?’ and you weren’t sure what your response should be. Obviously he wouldn’t have framed it that way if he didn’t want you to stay, but did he feel obligated to offer? You knew you didn’t really have time to think about it, so you decided not to.

“I think I’m going to call an uber back to my place, actually. I’ve got some things to take care of pretty early tomorrow.”

Aaron was very good at his job. Aaron could absolutely tell that you probably don’t have something to do tomorrow that early, and that you don’t want to stay over. You hope he can also tell that it’s not necessarily because you don’t want to, but because you aren’t 100% comfortable yet, even if you don’t get a chance to become comfortable.

He set down his file and stood, “Let me drive you, don’t pay for an uber.” He made his way to grab a t-shirt and slipped on comfortable slipper-like shoes to wear in the car.

“Are you sure? I don’t mind getting an uber, Aaron, I don’t want to make you leave just to drive me home.”

Grabbing a jacket from his closet, he shrugged it on and walked over toward you. Without warning, he leaned down to your ear, delicately pushing your hair on the opposite side over your shoulder and caging you in with his hand then on the wall behind you, “Does it feel like I’m sure… Y/N?” he smiled at you slyly as he pushed himself off of the wall and walked past you out of the bedroom. You felt heat rise in your tummy and cheeks as you sighed and shook your head. What the hell were you getting yourself into? Following him, you grabbed your bag, slipped on your coat and shoes, and followed him to the car.

The short drive to your apartment was overall quiet, but as you were turning the corner onto your street, you knew you had to start the conversation. “Sorry for not staying the night… to be completely honest I wasn’t expecting you to offer.”

Aaron shifted to lean on the center console and nodded, “It’s alright, I know that tonight’s events overall seemed a bit unexpected. Hopefully you’re not dissapointed, though.” You turned to him, noticing the cocky smirk on his lips. Asshole.

You rolled your eyes and he laughed. There was a beat of silence before you spoke again. “Are we… do you want to just act as if nothing happened tonight? At work, I mean… and outside of work if that’s what you want.”

You wanted to smack yourself in the face for letting your thoughts out so freely. Your anxiety surrounding this part of the situation definitely was getting the better of you, and you weren’t sure what he wanted, which made things so much worse. As the car slowed in front of your building, Aaron put the car in park as you waited for his response. You knew he was thinking about what he wanted to say, which obviously made you even more nervous.

“Y/N, I know you realize that… this is a slightly complicated situation.” You nodded, urging him to continue, “I need you to understand that since Haley and I separated… it’s taken a lot of my own will power to keep myself from you.”

Everyone on the team knew that one of its strongest members was its leader, Aaron Hotchner. Hearing him confess that he’s had a hard time keeping himself away from you was a statement you could never have expected. You knew he was flirtatious toward you, no matter how much you denied it to yourself. You knew he was soft for you, you knew he favored you in appropriate ways, and you knew that the team noticed. You just wished that you let yourself see it. Maybe you’d have to start, that is, if he wanted you to.

“I… I loved and still have love for Haley, she is the mother of my son and the woman that I thought I would love for my entire life. Coming to terms with that not being the case has been hard. I would do anything for Jack, you know that. I don’t mean to tell you things you already know, but while things are still being worked out custody wise, and while we work out a way to tell the team and… Strauss, I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to pursue you publicly. I need you, though, to understand that I want to when I can, if you’ll let me… and that I’d like to continue to see you privately, if that’s something you want.” Another beat of silence, “I like you… more than I should, more than I care to admit to myself. I think about you, I want to be around you when I can be. I… want you.”

You nodded, trying to hide a smile. “May I speak freely, sir?”

Something in his eyes seemed to darken at the formality, “You may, agent.”

“I want you, I have for a long time. I would really like to continue… whatever this is, whatever you want this to be, however you want to.”

The lustful look in Aaron’s eye turned briefly into fondness, you believe, if you caught it right. He reached for your hand and gave it a light squeeze, “I know this isn’t ideal for you, and I know it will be hard to keep this from the team. Are you sure?”

You adjusted yourself to lean into him and kiss him unexpectedly with fervor, a kiss that made him brace himself on the steering wheel and grasp the back of your head for reassurance. He grunted as you leaned him further back, returning the kiss so fiercely that you had half a mind to ask him inside with you.

You let yourself pull back just slightly to speak, lowly but clearly, “Does it feel like I’m sure, Aaron?”

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br-2408 · 1 month

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This is my first time writing for a HH character (first time ever writing in Tumblr) actually just really wanted to get this idea out of my head.

Little disclaimer, English is not my main language, sorry for the mistakes you can find.

During Extermination Day, some exorcists thought it would be fun to capture you to be tortured and maybe killed in front of Hell.

Why? Because they can.

The exorcist did found you while you defended the hotel and its inhabitants, the situation became serious, all of your hotel friends were doing everything they could to help you.

Of course you considered them as your friends, they really like and appreciated you, not only for helping them on their tasks, you were always there to listen and give them good advise or maybe a shoulder to cry on and besides, you are the Radio Demon partner.

Somehow, Charlie found a way to sneak Alastor into the place the exorcists had you. Obviously he could tear down the building but he couldnt guarantee your well being, and also he wanted to get the responsibles to broadcast their screams as he tourtured them, just like they planned to do with you.

When Alastor found you, he couldnt believe his eyes, they held you with chains, your delicate figure now covered in bruises and several cuts, someone as powerful as you, looking hopeless. He heard your heavy breathing and could see in your face dry trails of tears, he felt the rage run through his veins.

You opened your eyes and lifted your face, You were exausted, at first you thought an exorcist was in front of you, once your eyes focused realized it was him with an expression you havent seen in him, a combination of worry and anger.

-My sweet, you came for me-

Fresh tears now streaming down your face, your voice sounding weak.

-You were expecting me, my darling- Alastor said as he approached you, trying to keep his steps down and slowly started to remove the chains keeping you captive.

-What do you plan to do with your captors? Alastor asked with a sinister grin in his face, radio dials instead of pupils, a lot of static.

-The exorcists?- Your voice came out like a growl. -The last thing they'll know in this life is how cruel I can be.

For a brief moment, he looked at you and fully admired you, he knows you can take revenge all by yourself, but that meant you'll get all the fun, and that wasnt fair.

You felt an instant relief as the chains fell into the ground, finally you can stretch your legs and arms.

-What about you Alastor?

-Worry not little doe, I'll have my fun.

The antlers in his head started growing as the rest of his body, grabbed you by the waist and threw you over his shoulder. Now that he knew you were finally safe he could do anything he wants, like tear the place in pieces.

-Lets remind everyone, not to mess with the Radio Demon. His voice filled with static, in full demon mode.

How could you not love him?

Please let me know what you think ❤️

Thank you for reading

#alastor x reader #alastor #alastor x gn!reader #first time writing #mexicanblogger

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ilovemattsturn · 2 months

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Hotel

warnings- p in v, unprotected sex (dont do that), kissing, cumming inside, HELLA PLOT, pet names (ma, baby, etc) praising and hair pulling, enemies to lovers

sub and dom!chris x fem!reader

dont like, dont read thanksˏˋ°•*⁀➷

this was on my head bec this guy guys.

No one understood the reason why there was so much hatred between the black haired girl and chris sturniolo, the sexual tension between them was thick enough to cut through like a thick wire.

they were paired up to stay at a hotel and argued all the way to the hotel they were staying at, everyone told them to shut up or they'd have to walk themselves to the hotel so they shut up and gave each other dirty looks on the way.

matt decided he wanted to play a game,

"what if we play a game? how does that sound? at least something to cheer this car up since you guys are fucking boring" matt spat

"dont start with your shit matt we're almost there" nick snapped back.

- time skip- 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑙 -

everyone was going to there rooms but the girl unexpectedly tripped and almost fell.

"can you get the fuck up and stop being so clumsy?" chris decided to slightly yell at the girl while she got up.

"can you shut the fuck up? just open the damn door damn" she spat obviously sick of the boys shitty attitude.

he obeyed and opened the door.

she was surprised when he didnt say anything when she told him what to do. she brushed it off but once she walked in she realized,

she had to share a bed with chris.

"mhm, it had to be this if it wasnt him" she thought to herself not wanting more arguments with chris knowing theres never an end to the story once it starts.

him on the other hand, he decides to have fun with this opportunity.

"hey ma, would you mind sharing a bed? i mean this room is for the both of us" he flirts making her feel something she 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 felt while he was around but she couldn't wrap her finger around it.

"chris.. fuck- its fine just don't be a fucking pain in the ass" she tried her best to sound mad but she knew she dreamt of this moment before but never told anyone.

"you good baby?" chris kept on with his game trying not to fumble the bag and mess it all up resulting into her not wanting him.

"dont call me that christopher" she said but in her mind she admitted she loved it.

She wondered what would she feel if he called her that while he was pounding into her? or while she was giving him head?

"it's okay ma, dont lie to me. i know you like it" after he said that he proceeded to follow her around like a lost puppy.

"chris stop following me dammit! you're being annoying." she yelled not realizing he found it attractive.

after a while she discovered it was getting really late so she decided to take a shower not knowing chris was already there considering she was on her phone the whole time he was trying to tell her he was going to shower.

she opened the door and saw a naked chris in the shower, "his eyes were closed but his skin looked smooth, his lips looked red, his neck was shockingly attractive, his fingers looked long, and his dick" before she could finish thinking he spoke

"get out or what?"

it caught her by surprise but she quickly left and closed the door.

"holy shit" she gasped out.

the girl then heard the water stop running she quickly realized he was done even though she wanted to hide her red face from the embarrassment she decided she wanted to play with him too not be aware what this could bring her to.

"hi beautiful" he said as he opened the door seeing her standing there.

"hi handsome" she flirt back as if this was a competition.

he was meant be shocked, but instead as the girl walked into the bathroom he quickly wanted to take care of the painful erection she caused.

before he knew it she was done but he wasnt, though he was unaware of her being done he kept on jerking himself off on the bed. she came out of the bathroom fully clothed, quickly catching chris jerking off. she slowly walked towards him and replaced his hand with hers.

he whimpered in response to her cold skin on his hard dick, he thrusted his hips upwards wanting more but she stopped.

"p-please why'd you stop?" he asked painfully wanting her to make him cum.

her self respect got thrown out the window once she asked "you dont want to fuck me?"

"y-yes! p-lease i do" he begged.

she thought he looked so good in this position, her having full control over him as he was submissive under her hold.

she undressed and layed down infront of chris. he spread her legs open and wasted no time pounding into her.

"HOLY FUCK CHRIS- SHIT" she yelled completely forgetting they were in a hotel.

"so tight baby, you feel s-good" he moaned as he thrusted deeper and faster

she uncontrollably moaned, but chris quickly came back to his senses and made out with her to silence her beautiful moans while he placed his chest on hers.

"chris you fill me so good" is all she could get out before she started moaning because of chris pulling her hair aggressively.

the hot warm kisses made her even wetter then she already was. his dick hitting all the right places and his tongue exploring her mouth.

his praises and moans were like music to her ears.

her moans were music to his ears.

"so good baby" "you were made for me love"

she felt amazing as chris praised the shit out of her while he relentlessly fucked her brains out.

she was close tightening her walls around chris.

"so tight baby. im close too beautiful" he told her as she was trying not to cum from how fast chris was going, you could see chris's bulge on her stomach. that's how deep he was, making her feel so good.

"go ahead gorgeous, cum with me" he said before letting his warm strings of cum inside her at the same time she let go, cumming on his dick. he pulled out once they were both done.

"i love you" chris said as he chuckled knowing every room heard that.

"i love you too" is all she could get out from how exhausted the girl was.

he quickly cleaned her and himself up then fell asleep together♡♡

okay im done goodbye for another month gusy🫶🫶

@sillysillymatt @sturncrazy @strniohoeee @recklesssturniolo

#Spotify #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo smut #sturniolo smut #chris x reader #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo

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chrissturniolosbitch · 4 months

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DONT STOP

a/n- this is a smut. Dont like it = dont read it (16+ (i really dont gaf what age you are))

summary- chris gets you horny in the car, thank God matt and nick leave in time so chris and you can get a quick fuck in.

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I was in the car with my boyfriend chris, I was driving while chris sat on his phone in the passenger seat. After about 5 minutes of driving I heard chris drop his phone in his lap, and could sense that he was glaring into my eyes, as we stopped at a red light i felt chris had grab my face as he pulled me into a kiss. This wasnt like a usual kiss, this kiss was a sloppy, and demanding kiss. Chris, and I knew exactly what he was doing, "you know we cant do this right now so stop" I said sternly glazing into chris' beautiful blue eyes, all he did was laugh, roll his eyes, and go back on his phone.

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(about 10 minutes later)

As we pulled into the driveway of chris, matt, and nicks house I saw matt, and nick walk out the door, "where are you both going?" I said knowing matt, or nick didnt have anything planned (atleast that I knew about) "oh hey y/n! me and nick are going to madis house, sorry we thought you guys wouldnt be back till later" matt said sorrowful, "no its okay, me and chris are fine! see you later!" as matt, and nick drove away I was out of the car, and at the front porch when all of the sudden i felt chris' arms wrap around my waist, he buried his face into the crook of my neck, and wispered into my ear, "in my bedroom, on your knees naked now" I felt my knees start to buckle, and my cheeks started to get flustered, "okay..." I said sheepishly.

I didnt hesitate, and walked as fast as i could to chris' room. As soon as i entered i started getting undressed, and fell to my knees. The anticipation was killing me, but about 2 minutes later chris walked in smiling, his eyes full of lust. He was wearing a black tank top, grey fresh love sweats, and a black beanie. He walked up to me, and sat right infront of my face, his buldge basically touching my nose, "cmon y/n/n lets get to work" chris said bucking his hips since i didnt do anything for about 30 seconds. I could see the outline of his dick, and thats what got me. I felt so needy in that moment.

I grabed chris' sweats and pulled them down, his boxers following. He lifted his hips to help me. I started kissing chris' inner thighs, and made my way up his dick, to his tip. I stopped at the head and started kitten licking it taking his precum, chris grabbed my hair, and tightened his grip. Then i started taking just the head of his dick, when all of the sudden chris bucked his hips making me take him whole leaving me teary eyed, "im so sorry baby" Chris said letting go off my hair to make sure i was okay.

"its alright my love it didnt bother me" I said taking my mouth off of chris, i felt his dick twitch on my lips, and his hands went back onto my hair, in that moment i went back to what i was doing but went faster, I put my tongue in his slit and he let out a loud moan at that action. He lifts his hips up a little not as bad as last time, but still left my eyes watering, and with that I take him all the way in again. I put his hips down, causing him to let out a whine. After licking a little, I take his whole length in, and he gasped at that, not expecting me to be so harsh. He’s a moaning mess now. "Fuck! Y/n i can’t, you’re so fucking good at this“ I let out a small moan at his compliment. Chris kept trying to face fuck me, but i was already taking his whole length. Nothing else could fit. I took my hand and grabbed chris' thigh, with my free hand i started playing with his balls, "Y/N im s- so close" chris let out a almost pornographic moan as i felt his warm, liquid coat my throat, "you did so well baby" chris said as he wiped my mouth with his thumb, and pulled me in for another sweet but needy kiss. I pulled away from the kiss and pushed chris onto the bed, chris grabbed my throat and flipped us over. Going down on me almost immediately.

Chris ran his fingers throught my folds, "So wet for me already huh?" Chris snickered. I wasnt going to let chris tease me like this, "Chris please just eat me out already" A shade of pink runned over chris' face as he went down on me. Chris stuck his tongue inside of me almost instantly, "CHRIS, ughh.. oh my..." I said moaning through my saying. Chris hummed his way through my pussy, and didnt come up for breath, "chris UGHHH... please... i need you i- in me" I said grabbing chris hair. As soon as i said that i came all over chris' face. Levaing him covered, and me wimmpering for more. As soon as he licked me clean of my own cum, chris came up and grabbed my hands to put them above my head. I was still coming down from my high when without a warning chris shoved all 9 inches of him in me. I let out a loud, almost pornographic moan while chris grunted almost cumming on spot, "God youre so beautiful underneath me like this" Chris said as he started speeding up his pase. I started to feel my second orgasm of the night approaching, I starting using one hand to trace chris' body, and my other to play with myself. Chris was so turned on by my action that he sped up his pace at an almost impossible speed. "YES CHRIS, just like that u-ughh... right t- there" I said as chris kept hitting my g-spot. "Cum with me baby" Chris said as he let out another loud, but beautiful moan. With that he filled me up with his babies, coating my walls. Just like that chris went down on me again not letting me come down from my high. He starting licking our cum out of me. When he was done he did not stop, "Chris... shit oh my God.... p- please dont stop" I said overstimulated, but horny and needy as fuck.

Suddenly chris grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his neck, i loved when he did this, "God y/n youre so beautiful all wet and needy for me. arent you?" Chris said speeding up his tongue game, "yes chris i am, i am SO needy for you" I knew i was getting close to my third (and sadly final) oragazim of the night when I started feeling lightheaded, in a matter of time i was seeing stars, and screaming chris name louder than ever, "CHRIS PLEASE" Soon i was squirting all in chris mouth, on his face, shoulders, AND chest.

I was on the verge of blacking out when chris pulled his tongue out of me, grabbed me, and started carrying me bridal style to the bathroom, "hey baby were all good stay with me" Chris said smiling as he starting running the shower water, "oh my.. chris that was... the best sex ive ever... had in... my life" I said panting inbetween words, about to fall asleep in chris' arms, chris just laughed. After chris cleaned me, and himself, he got new bedsheets, and got us dressed. I wore a pair a chris boxers and his brand for a shirt. Chris wore the same. He layed beside me and kissed my forehead, "Goodnight beautiful, i love you y/n/n" Chris said smiling, "i love you so much more handsome" chris pulled me to his chest, kissed me, and we fell asleep in each others arms.

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PLEASE let me know if you like this! Also, pls give me ideas, LITERALLY ANYTHINGS (js annon it😘) i will 100% answer!

#christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo smut #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #sturniolo edit

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graciegoeskrazy · 5 months

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Hey i was wondering if you could do a matty fic where his daughter comes out as trans to him and the boys? Or if you are not comfortable writing for trans people like just coming out as gay?

figure my heart out

Matty Healy + Queer!Teen!Daughter!reader

Warnings: coming out, a lil yelling

A/N: Hi!!! Okay so I was writing something similar but then I put it down but then I saw this request and RAN TO MY COMPUTER AS FAST AS POSSIBLE ASNCONTINUED WRITING BCUZ I GOT EXCITED. A sorry and thank you to the anon who requested this! I felt like I wouldn’t do it justice if I did it with transreader and as a bisexual with a similar coming out experience this was easy peasy lol. None the less i love and appreciate you and I hope u enjoy! I really really really really really like this one and I’m proud of how it turned out. Enjoy!

The epitome of a perfect night. Driving in your girlfriends new convertible with the top down while blasting Lana Del Ray and giggling and smiling like nothing else in the world matters became a wonderful feeling of pure bliss. You wish you could stay in that moment forever. Endless talking about the things the people who piss you off in school talk about, or airing out your problems to her because sometimes it feels as if she is the only one who listens. There was no one word for that feeling. All you knew is that you craved it. You needed it like a an IV through your arm, supplying nothing but joy and love into your life. You didnt just need her but she needed you too.

Yes it was a secret, but it was a beautiful one, Sure, sometimes you wanted nothing more than to parade through town with your hands intertwined and boat to everyone around you that she was your girlfriend, but this secret needed to stay hidden. Not just for her, but for you too. You were n stranger to the things your father has said online. He was Matty Healy, if the guy wasnt known for his music, he was for sure known as the man who makes homophobic jokes on stage everynight to a sold out crowd. The man has been cancelled and apoloized more times than you could count. Even though everytime he says he’s not against anything of the sort - ad you whole heartidly believed that - would it be different because you were his daughter? Some days that thought was just a quiet whisper in your head, and some days that voice grew louder until it grew loud enough to keep you up at night. But you always came to the same conclusion. He would love you no matter what…right?

Any and all thoughts surrounding it came nowhere near crossing your mind while you were at your girlfriends. After singing your hearts out and getting lost but not caring at all on the drive, you both decided to head back to her place since her tank was running low. It was there you fell asleep in her arms. Not thinking. Not caring. Not paying attention to anyone else in the world but her. And most definitely not thinking about you 11 pm curfew.

To June’s parents, you were just a friend sleeping over. A best buddy who helped their daughter get through her high school years. Nothing more than a nice, kind, good girl with good morals. And that was true. They just didn't know about the part where you make out with their daughter every time you’re under their roof. Same with you dad. They were downstairs, absolutely clueless of what was happening above them when a loud flush they made woke you up. You jolted awake and as a result of sleeping so close to your girlfriend, woke her up too. The blaring light on your phone read 1:07.

“Fuck.”

You scrambled out of bed and started packing up your bag without saying a word to June.

“What’s happening?” She said, still half asleep.

You turned to her, suddenly becoming more gentle. “Go back to bed. I missed my curfew, my dad doesn’t know I’m here. If I don’t leave he’s gonna get suspicious as to why slept over during a study session.”

She smiled at you, pulling you in for a kiss. “You’re just a very determined student.”

You fell into the kiss, and let go with a smile. “Bye.” You said. She winked and watched you walk out the door. “Text me when you get home please.”

You turned back and winked, shutting the door.

The drive to your house was uneventful. Yeah sure, you missed your curfew, but it wasn't like your dad was the type of helicopter parent to make sure you were home exactly by 11. You hadn't even received a call or message asking you where you were. If anything he was probably fast asleep along with the other members of the band. Or at least that’s what you told yourself.

When you walked into the flat you shared with your dad and your uncles, it was dead silent. You could hear the silent snores coming from Mayhem on the dog bed in the living room and the crickets outside. You were in the clear. You walked very carefully heading up to your room. Before you could even make it to the 2nd step. You heard a voice. Stern and loud.

“Y/n Healy.”

It was your father. Of fucking-course. As you slowly turned around you were met with him standing in the dining-kitchen area. A light turned on and revealed his full frame along with Ross, George, Adam, Carly, and Jamie. All sitting down at the table except for your dad, standing above them all. He slowly walked towards you as you stood still staring at him. You closed your eyes and let out a shaky breath, followed by a “Shit.”

“Where were you?” Your dad asked sternly. To which you replied, “Nowhere.” It was clear he was PISSED. He only spoke twice and it was evident you were in for something. He never spoke this way. Never to you at least. Until now. He raised his eyebrows, giving you a second chance. You sighed again, looking down and toying with your fingers. “I was with June.” You said shyly.

“Tell me the truth.” He said. His tone softened just a hair.

“That is the truth-“

“Tell me the whole truth.”

You dad knew you like the back of his hand. You were him. A literal miniature version of Matty Healy. Therefore he knew when you were lying. Not that you did it often, you were a very trustworthy kid. Never lied, never got grounded. (Ok so maybe not a literal miniature Matty)

You shrugged, “I was just with June.”

He raised his voice again, “Stop lying to me, y/n.”

“I’m not lying!” You raised your voice this time.

“Your hand twitches every time you lie.”

You were taken aback. Shit, I thought I grew out of that. You just scoffed. “No, it doesn’t.”

Adam spoke up and pointed to your hand and it’s movements. “Boom. Twitch.” You gave him a look.

Matty ignored him and stayed locked in on you. “In all of your years of existence on this earth, you’ve never lied to me.” He said, a little more gentler this time.

“And, I’m still not. I’m telling the truth-”

“But you’re not telling me the full truth.” He was very good at this whole parenting thing. He put his hands on your shoulders. You didn’t reply, just sighed and looked down. After a moment, he continued. “You’re grounded.” You head shot up. He walked back to the kitchen and started refilling his drink. You followed in suite.

“What! For what?”

“For lying.”

“I’m not lying! I’ve never even been grounded in my life.”

He shrugged, “There’s a first time for everything.”

You could not believe what you were hearing. “C'mon Dad! George, help me out.”

George was ethier high of drunk or both because he seemed to be enjoying this little argument way to much. “I’m on his side for this one, babe.” He said.

“What?! You guys, I'm not lying.” You said, gesturing to the group.

“You’ll be ungrounded when you tell me where you were.” Your dad said from the kitchen.

“I was with June! How many times do I have to say that?!”

“Doing what?”

Your eyes widened and you stuttered a bit. The group must have noticed because that to them was a giveaway that something more was going on than you cared to share for. “Nothing! We were just hanging out!”

“Your hand twitched again.” Adam yelled.

You turned to fully face him again. “I’m about to murder you.” You said.

You dad came back around and with a solum look, but a hand over your shoulder. “Look, I’m not gonna get mad. Whatever you’re hiding, it’s not worth getting grounded over. Tell me what’s going on - the truth - and all let you go. Okay?”

You couldn’t do it. There were so many possibilities of what could happen from this moment on. None of which you wanted to explore. You rolled your eyes and headed back to the stairs, whispering a faint, “Whatever.”

Your father followed behind. “Y/n Healy, tell me NOW-“

“I was on a date with June!” You yelled.

“We went on a date! Ok? We went on a date then went back to her place and watched TikToks for an hour before watching New Girl reruns and having awesome sex. I lost track of time, I tried to sneak in so none of you would find out, and so my secret would stay secret.”

The room was quiet. Only the sounds of Mayhem and the crickets like you heard before. Tears were falling out of your eyes and you were heaving pretty heavily.

“Is my hand shaking now?!”

Everybody remained quiet and still, not daring to move. “Jesus.” You said as a final goodbye, before walking up the stairs to your room as fast as you could.

A few minutes after they heard the door slam, Ross spoke up. “You fucked up bro.”

Matty shook his head. “It’s not my fault.” He said in defense

“Mate, you just forced your daughter to come out to you.” George yelled.

Marty liked back at the stairs. A single tear falling from his face as he does so. “Shit.”

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firetextskpop · 10 months

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hi how are youu

could you make a poly!wonhui in idol au? the subject is entirely up to you!

thankuu <3

A/N: I wasnt 100% sure if you wanted reader to be an idol too, or not but I will write them as such lol.

Your member's eyes fell on you as Seventeen's Wonwoo stood at your dorm door. He wasn't supposed to show up by himself or at all. Usually, his manager would come to the door to pick you up but that was when you guys had something planned. To your knowledge, there was nothing planned, but here 1/2 of your boyfriends stood. Basketball shorts, a white t-shirt, not even trying to conceal his identity.

"H-hey! What're... you... doing here." You broke the silence. Wonwoo's eyes scanned the faces of the people before him before coming up with a good excuse.

"Dino told me you played pretty well and my team is short one. I came to see if you wanted to hang out with us for a bit" Well, the excuse sounded good at the moment. The oldest member of your group looked at you in confusion. "I haven't even seen you run." They said and you rolled your eyes.

"I'll be out in a bit. Thank you for the invite!" You scurried to your room but not fast enough because now your roommate member was on your tail and shut the door behind them. "JEON WONWOO? WHAT IS HE DOING HERE? HOW DO YOU KNOW DINO?" Seeing as your group has been debuted for only 6 months, you can see how everyone is confused. "Dino asked me to do a dance with him for their new song for social media." You responded, finishing getting ready. Which wasn't a lie, that is how you met Dino, but Wonwoo was a whole different story.

When you were training, you decided to visit the Pledis building (when it was still active) for motivation, and as you were leaving Wonwoo came in. His eyes met yours and immediately, he fell in love. You noticed it was him but wanted to respect his privacy. To your surprise, he called after you and asked why you were there and tried to get to know you. You answered his questions the best you could but after 5 minutes, his manager began pulling him away. Wonwoo pulled away, well aware he had a schedule and gave you his Kakao to keep in touch. He let you know that he'd love to help you in areas you needed help and would support you in your idol journey.

"Y/n, your phone." Your roommate said, knocking you from your trance. The phone lit up.

jhw:

i forgot to tell you...

Then the text cut off for privacy. Quickly, you rush out the door and ignore the many questions coming from your members. When you find the car that contains your boyfriend, you rush to get in before any fansites recognize who you are. Immediately, you're met with an arm around your shoulders and a smug-looking Wonwoo. He was very obviously head over heels for you and you appreciated it so much as well as tried to show him the same affection back.

"Jun has a surprise for you when we get to his place." Ah! You never actually read his text. "I forgot to tell you that Nonu was coming! Wear something comfortable." Nonu was the nickname you both had for Wonwoo. Being as it was Jun, you could imagine he had something intricate planned. No telling if it had some obscure meaning from something that happened in your relationship that not even your younger boyfriend remembers or something new that barely anybody has ever thought of.

Arriving at the apartment, you and Wonwoo sat in the car as the manager knocked to make sure Jun was there. Once the door opened, you both rushed inside and the door shut immediately after. Jun's apartment was like a second home to you. The pictures on his wall consisted of pictures of the three of you, his family and mostly his magazine covers. He says it keeps him motivated to keep going but you nor Wonwoo were complaining. Today, however, you noticed a theme in the pictures he had up. It started with the very first picture he ever took of you. The photo was before the 3 of you started dating. As you and the brunette followed the trail of rose petals on the floor, the pictures became more recent. At the end was a kitchen table with fresh food set up and your blonde boyfriend setting the last bit of food and drinks upon the table.

"Wen Junhui.." You mumble. His eyes met yours and he immediately smiled. "Oh, hey Xiao Baobei" Jun greeted you, coming to hold your hand and sit you down at the table. The foods consisted of the first meal you and him had on your first solo date. Wonwoo sat on your right side and his hand rested upon yours while watching Jun as he sat on your left and Wonwoo's right. "No hey for me?" The younger nudged his boyfriend. Jun smirked and placed his hand on the nape of Wonwoo and said "Hello Da Baobei" A smirk crept up onto Wonwoo's face and he began to eat.

The food Jun prepared was impeccable. Tasting the meat alone brought you back to the time Jun had suddenly made his confession. Funnily enough, you and Wonwoo had been dating for 3 months, barely branching into the new romantic versions of yourselves (Really just you, Wonwoo had been romantic with you since day 1). Seventeen were well aware of your relationship and you had spent time with them on multiple occasions. At this point, you were occasionally their background dancer so you were no stranger. This particular day it was you and the 96s hanging out. Jihoon had recommended this amazing restaurant and he and Wonwoo went to get it. Back at the dorms, you, Hoshi, and Jun watched youtube videos.

Amidst you all sharing laughs, the other 2 members had returned with the food and you all began to eat and enjoy the videos. Jun sat on one side and Wonwoo on the other. You dropped a piece of meat and it bounced from your lap to Junhui's. Without a second thought, he picked it up and put it in his mouth. "Hey! That was mine." You shoved him lightly and stole a piece from his plate. As he went to return the complaint, Wonwoo jokingly said "Why don't you 2 just kiss already." YOU were well aware it was a joke. Jun, however, didn't and lightly gripped your chin, bringing you closer. To say the least, everyone in the room was a little shocked. Soonyoung was very anxious and didn't want his younger friend upset so he immediately said something to try to make it less awkward. "Jun.. uh.. i don't think he was serious." Hoshi began rambling on the context but Wonwoo stopped him, now looking at the red-flushed man. "You like y/n?" The eldest of the 4 nodded and then the brunette turned to you. "Do you like Jun?" Your bottom lip made its way in between your teeth. Wonwoo smiled and caressed your cheek. "It's okay if so. I can share baby." Slowly you nodded and the only thing Wonwoo had to say was. "Okay." and turned his attention back to the video. It felt a bit awkward after but due to the relationship the boys had, it was over fairly soon. Later that night, Jun actually pulled Wonwoo to the side and let him know that he also had a crush on him as well. He felt like saying it in front of the other boys would have made the tension worse and well, we see how everything worked out.

Back to the present day

"It must've been great." Jun jokes and kisses your forehead, taking your plate to wash it. "It really was, thank you both sooo much." You say. Wonwoo pulled you onto his lap and gave you a kiss, then Jun comes by and gives you both kisses. "Let's cuddle on the couch" The younger suggests and carries you over. Now Jun is sitting with his legs on the couch, Wonwoo in between them laying on his back with you on top. Jun's hands ran through Wonwoo's hair and Wonwoo's hands roamed up and down your back and your hands rested against both of them. All of your breathing fell in sync and in the words of the popular song, there's no place you'd rather be.

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imthebadguyyy · 2 years

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I : The First Meeting.

pairing | steve harrington x reader

synopsis | steve meets Eddie's best friend...and her little baby love.

warnings | some talk about abandonment, single mom struggles, and some sugary sweet fluff

a/n • it's been a while, but im back!

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

steve wasnt a 100% sure when he and eddie 'the freak' munson had become such good friends. and yet, here he was, sitting in eddie's trailer, a cold beer in hand as they watched the rerun of some show eddie had taped, while metallica played in the background.

he would never admit it, but he had begun to enjoy the bass of cliff burton's guitar more than he'd ever thought he would. and what he'd never admit even more was that eddie was a much better person than he'd ever thought, and had quickly taken up a spot next to robin on his list of closest friends.

the knock on the door of the trailer snapped him out of his train of thought, and he reached for his wallet before eddie could protest, assuming it to be the pizzas he had ordered for the two of them to share.

but as he opened the door, wallet in hand, he caught sight of a little girl, hair in loose curls that fell way past her shoulders, with the prettiest hazel eyes he'd ever seen gazing up at him, lower lip wobbling.

she was scrunching the material of her denim dress in her tiny first, and he noticed the tears forming in her eyes.

"uh, eddie? there's a kid here" he stated, and the man in question stick his curly head of hair out the door. "oh well, well, well,if it isn't little miss princess!" Eddie exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face, before it slid right off, noticing her watery eyes and wobbly lips.

"whats wrong princess?" he asked, worry filling every bone in his body as he scooped the little girl up in his arms, eyes widening in alarm as she began to sob again.

"i fell" she cried, little sobs breaking her voice and breaking steve's heart into a thousand little pieces.

"oh baby, you fell? how'd you fall? are you hurt?" Eddie questioned, closing the door of the trailer and setting the little girl down on his lap.

"was playing with mr tibbles, and he fell, i try to pick him up but i fell down on the floor" she exclaimed, a sharp wail leaving her mouth and steve flinched. "it's okay baby, we're gonna fix you right up" Eddie said, pressing a little kiss to her cheek.

"so whose the crying baby?" steve asked, rummaging around eddie's bathroom for the first aid kit.

"ah, you know y/n l/n? she's her daughter"

"wait wait y/n? as in smartest girl in the school, y/n? wasn't she supposed to move new york to pursue law?" steve asked, remembering the girl he had crushed on since he was a little boy.

"yeah, she dated some jerk who got her pregnant, then ran the moment she told him. so her uni plans were cancelled, parents kicked her out, and she's been raising aurelia on her own" eddie muttered, cutting out a length of gauze.

"what a jerk" steve said, feeling his heart go out to the girl he had once known so well.

"yeah, she lives a few trailers down and so uncle wayne and i help her out whenever we can. lucky for all of us, little aurelia has the sweetest temper and she's rarely upset. she's a sweetheart" he cooed, gently pouring antiseptic cleanser onto a piece of cotton, before gently cleaning the scrape on her knee.

aurelia hissed, but was quickly distracted by steve, who took the opportunity to grab the stuffed bunny she was carrying, bringing him up to his face before putting on a funny voice.

"wellll if it isn't my favouriteeee little baby! hello aurelia! i hear you have a boo boo, and im sooo sorry to have given you a boo boo. how about a biggg hug" he continued, in a high pitched voice that sounded nothing like his own, ignoring Eddie's snort.

"you know she's 3 dude. you can just talk to her" he said, putting a little blue bandage on the scrape. "there we go m'lady, all done and ready to go" he said, bowing to aurelia.

she giggled, and to steve's surprise, grasped onto his fingers. "whats your name?" she asked, bubbly voice reaching his ears in an oddly wholesome way.

"uh, steve" he said, still holding mr tibbles in his hands.

"hello uh steve, im aurelia. this is mr tibbles" she said, earning a louder chuckle from Eddie.

"no no, im just steve" he said, blushing a little.

"then hello just steve" she said, beaming brightly at him. eddie snorted again, unable to contain his mirth at what a mess the babysitter of the group was with an actual baby.

"angel, his names steve. thats it. now can you tell me where mommy is?" he asked, saving steve from his predicament.

"mama's at work. i stay with miss cooper but she left me to go get a bubbly" she said innocently, too young to comprehend that a bubbly meant a beer.

steve understood though. and he felt a surge of anger at this miss cooper for abandoning the sweet girl before him to get a beer.

"mama should be home soon, you hungry angel?" eddie asked, pulling out a box of cookies he kept specially for aurelia.

"yes! m so hungry. miss cooper forgot to feed me my apple" she stated, reaching for a cookie and offering eddie a large hug.

then, with her mouth half full of cookie, and half a cookie left in her other hand, she turned to steve, offering her hand out to him, with a smile, "we share cookie?" she asked, and steve swore his heart melted then and there.

"sure baby, we share" he agreed, reaching for the crumbly cookie and making a great show about eating it.

"mmm how delicious. do you love these cookies?" he asked, gently rubbing away the crumbs from her mouth.

"yes! eddie always brings. i love eddie" she stated, squeezing eddie around his knees.

"well gosh lady aurelia, consider your good ol' eddie honoured" the metalhead grinned, hopping out the door to grab the pizza that has just showed up.

"you want some pizza?" steve asked, pulling out three plates.

"i love pizza. but mummy says we shouldn't eat it too much. tummy ache" she said seriously, raising her arms up.

"oh, you want to be carried?" steve asked, gently scooping her up.

before aurelia could reply, she was interrupted by a flurry of frantic knocking.

"eddie! eddie! is lia with you?!" a frantic voice asked, and Eddie rushed to open the door.

"yeah yeah she's with me, calm down, here come in" he made quick work of reassuring the frantic woman at the doorstep.

when you stepped in, steve felt sure his heart had stopped.

"y/n, babe, you remember steve? steve harrington? high school? king steve? the whole pizazz?" he smirked, and as much as he loved eddie, he wanted to sock him in the face.

"uh, hey y/n, how've you been?" he asked, offering you a warm smile.

when you saw steve harrington, those butterflies you used to feel around him came rushing back, and you suddenly felt conscious about your outfit. you'd been dressed in a loose shirt and a skirt, and the jacket you were supposed to wear to cover your shift at melvald's with joyce byers.

"oh, hey! i've been alright, how've you been?" you asked, taking note of how calm aurelia was in his arms.

speaking of whom, the little girl in his arms let out a squeal, kicking her little legs against him, reaching out for you.

"mommy! mommy! you're back!" she squealed, and you instantly felt the days frustrations melt off.

"hi baby, I've missed you so much! how'd you end up here!" you asked, pressing a flurry of kisses to her chubby cheeks. even as aurelia had grown older, she'd retained her cute chubby baby cheeks. and you loved kissing them.

*she scraped her knee a lil, but uncle eds fixed it right up, so don't worry. also, y/n, just leave her with me next time. cooper sucks balls" Eddie said and you shushed him.

"language eds. cant have her repeating that all around the trailer park" you mumbled, pressing a kiss to her knee.

"mumma's sorry she left you and you got hurt baby, do you forgive her?" you asked, gently brushing her hair behind her ears.

"yes mommy, i love you! issok, uncle Eddie fixed my boo boo and Stevie helped too!" she exclaimed and you giggled.

"well, thank you, the both of you" you smiled.

steve felt his heart melt a little more, watching the interaction between the two of you.

he watched as you bounced little aurelia on your hip, and as she fiddled with the loose strands of your hair, which is noticed were considerably shorter than they had been a few years ago.

it was then that he noticed how much thinner you looked, how your eyes, albeit smiling at your daughter, held the traces of many a night spent crying or worrying over the future, the soft worry lines in between your eyebrows, and finally the slight slump of your shoulders, signifying how tired you were after what he could only assume numerous extra shifts.

"we were just about to sit down and share some pizza with our little lady" eddie chimed in making you giggle. "that sounds lovely" you smiled, trying to ignore the tug of hunger in your stomach.

and that's when realisation hit you.

fuck. you had forgotten to get the groceries from the store. joyce was always kind enough to keep some spares for you to take home, knowing how hard it was for a single mom to make ends meet.

you wanted to cry. but you couldn't. all you had at home was some baby food and some snacks for her and peanut butter. that was not going to cut it.

a frustrated exhale left your nose, and steve noticed.

"wanna join us for some pizza?" he asked nonchalantly, hoping you'd say yes.

"uh.. it's okay i have food at home" you lied through your teeth, ignoring the rumbling in your stomach as the smell of the pizza wafted towards you.

"doesn't matter, we have way too much pizza here so we'd probably not finish anyway. c'mon, my treat" he smiled, and sweet, sweet relief washed over you. you did not want to scoop peanut butter out the jar on wheat crackers for the third night of the week.

so you smiled, and nodded shyly, "thats sweet of you, but only if you're sure" you said, slight guilt bubbling at not being able to contribute. but you'd promised aurelia to rent a cassette of duck tales for her birthday later that week, maybe even buy it if you could afford it after the groceries and a new skirt since yours had torn.

"yes of course we're sure, c'mon grab a plate" he smiled at you, putting a slice of pizza on your plate.

you broke off a tiny piece, holding it tip to lia's mouth when steve tutted. "wait, here's her slice, and there's more if she'd like" he said, handing you a smaller plate with a slice of pizza for aurelia.

"oh no, its enough that you're sharing, besides the two of us have shared before, we don't mind" you were quick to cut him off with a soft smile, but he shook his head.

"that may be so, but we have more than enough so you can both have as many slices as you want. isn't that right eds?" he asked, scoffing at the metalhead who was shoving pizza into his mouth.

"wha-? oh yeah y/n, go full on stuff mode, we have so much. want a cold beer?" he asked, and you giggled. "sure, i don't mind one" you replied, catching the can he tossed at you.

you watched as aurelia chewed her slice slowly, giggling with eddie as they watched the kermit tape he'd bought just for her.

steve watched you take a slow bite of your food, savouring every morsel, and he saw how happy it made you. he wondered how long it had been since you'd had pizza.

you were wondering the same. prices had shot up recently and it had been more than six months. the taste of the cheese was warming and it made you feel happy.

the moment your slice was over, you got up to wash your plate, only to be stopped by steve stopping you and firmly sliding another slice into your plate.

"c'mon, have another one. I'm done and so is eddie. we filled up on chips. please, just one more slice?" he pleaded, and you felt your heart melt.

how long had it been since someone had checked to see if you had eaten properly? or asked you to take more? it made you wanna cry.

so you smiled, said a soft thank you and took another slice.

aurelia finished her slice, and began to fuss. you looked at the click and swore under your breath. it was way past her bedtime.

"oh i gotta go, it's time for lia's bath and then i have to put her to bed" you mumbled, grabbing your keys and your purse.

"just hold on to her eds, I'll do the dishes real quick" you continued, picking up the plates.

"woah woah y/n, its okay, we can do the dishes ourselves" steve interrupted, grabbing your hand, a slight frown appearing on his face. "you just concentrate on getting lia to bed" he said, brushing his thumb over the soft skin of your hand.

you blushed. he noticed.

"are you sure? i can do that much, i didn't even pay for dinner" you said, guilt rising in your chest.

"dinner was my treat, and Eddie and i can handle four plates. trust me y/n, we got this. go home" he said, still running his thumb over your hand.

"thank you so much. for dinner, and for taking care of aurelia, and for helping her knee. lia, say thank you steve!" you told the toddler.

"tank you stevie!" she exclaimed and he grinned.

picking up your stuff and Mr tibbles, you scooped aurelia up into your arms.

"lia, say bye bye to uncle eds and stevie" you said, and the life girl obliged, leaning forward to kiss eddie's cheek.

"bye bye stevie" she giggled, looping her arms around his neck and tugging him in.

"bye bye princess" he smiled, gently patting her back.

"wait, let me walk you two ladies to your trailer" he said, and you shook your head. "no it's quite alright, you've already done so much" you said, offering him your sweetest smile.

"it's alright, i don't mind" he smiled back, and so you let him.

it felt good to have someone walk next to you in the dark trailer park, to listen to him chatted with lia and keep an eye out for the both of you.

you felt safe. you felt cared for. and you craved that feeling more than you'd ever admit.

the yellow lights of your trailer came into sight and you suddenly became conscious of the fact that the steve harrington was standing in front of your trailer.

as if sensing your insecurities, steve said, right on cue, "youve done it up so nicely, it looks stunning" as he watched you walk up the steps.

"thank you. it's not much, but...it's home" you murmured, feeling tears rise in your eyes.

steve noticed too.

"i think you're very brave, to be providing for your beautiful baby and managing to manage a pretty home. Eddie told me about what happened...it's brave of you to start over" he murmured back, running a comforting hand down your back.

you let yourself lean in for a moment. it felt so good to be commended and praised for what was a tiring job and you wanted to squeeze him in the tightest hug. you resorted to squeezing his hand.

"well, this is me" you smiled, and he laughed.

"you can come over to sometime" you continued, "i think lia would like it" you rushed to cover up, hoping you didn't sound over hyper to see him again.

"of course, I'd love to see lia again, and you of course" he smiled, and you felt your cheeks heat up again.

"good night steve, thank you for everything today" you smiled, opening your trailer door slightly.

"no problem, good night y/n. ill see you soon. good night lia!" he said, and she waved to him, head resting sleeping on your shoulder.

with a final smile in his direction, you closed the door, biting your lip with a smile as you rested against the trailer door.

outside, steve stood in front of your door, smiling like an idiot in love.

oh shit, he thought.

he was an idiot in love.

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femwrldsstuff · 1 month

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Clueless!

Ponyboy x fem!reader

I was hiding away with ponyboy and Johnny after johnny killed a Soc to save me and Ponyboy. Since I was involved, I stayed with pony and johnny. Me, ponyboy, and johnny here huddled together inside the church, asleep.

I woke up from a bad dream,breathing heavily.

Without making a sound,I stood up and walked out of the church.

These past days were hell for me,my routine was:cry,sleep,cry again and then fall asleep again.

Same cycle everyday.

And now it wasn't different,there wasnt one moment were i wasn't crying.

I was crying so much to the point they got annoyed by it.

But I knew they wouldn't admit it,or atleast I hoped so.

Suddendly I heard some noise from behind me,quickly wiping the tears off.

"It's not safe for you out here, we're still wanted, you have to come back in....."

Ponyboy mumbled half asleep.

I sighed and walked back in,Johnny was now awake,Ponyboy probably woke him up.

"Good, I was worried you would run aw-"

Johnny stopped mid sentence, once he saw your face, and the amount of tears that were streaming down your face.

"Have the tears stopped flowing for even a second?"

Ponyboy asked queitly.

I looked at him for a few seconds before hugging him,literally sobbing.

Ponyboy hugged me back, rubbing my back, trying to comfort me in some way.

Johnny sighed,sitting down.

My attention turned to Johnny for a few seconds but then quickly back to Ponyboy.

Johnny looked at me, he seemed to be getting annoyed from the constant sobbing.

Ponyboy, who was still hugging you, looked over at him, and shot him a don't you dare say anything about her crying look.

I burried my head in his chest,seeking for comfort.

Ponyboy continued to hug you he felt like nothing could go wrong if he could just keep hugging you the whole day.

Johnny walked over to the window, and started smoking again, now just staring out the window.

After a while I let go off him,sitting down in the corner.

I was thinking about Ponyboy,remembering how Cherry mentioned one or two times how she found him cute but I couldn't understand.

I hated it, and I hated her even more for that.

I mean,what is my problem?

Cherry is my pal.

I don't begrudge her a boyfriend.....

What does she want with Ponyboy anyway?

He dresses funny,he listens to complaint rock.

He's not even cute in a conventional way.

I mean,he's just this....slug.

Who hangs around the house all the time.

And he's a hideous dancer.

Couldn't take him anywhere.

"Wait a second,what am I stressing about?"

I thought to myself.

This is like,Ponyboy.

Okay,okay.

So he is kind of a Baldwin.

But what would he want with Cherry?

She couldn't make him happy.

Ponyboy needs someone with imagination,someone to take care of him.

Someone to laugh at his jokes,in case he ever makes any.

Then suddendly....

Oh,my God!

I love Ponyboy.

I am majorly,totally,butt crazy in love with Ponyboy!

But now I don't know how to act around him....

The day passed like crazy,soon enough we all fell asleep.

But I just couldn't,not when I was laying on the ground just a few inches away from him.

But he wasn't sleeping either,wich was good.

I looked at him....

All of a sudden I was all tense around him,there was no playfullness anymore.

Ponyboy noticed that,he thought you were mad at him....

"What's up with you?" Ponyboy asked.

"Nothin'." I answered shortly,i just couldn't be around him.

Ponyboy wasn't buying your explanation, you were always so bubbly and playful when you were with him, but now you were all tense, and reserved, there was something wrong, he was sure. He grabbed your hand and looked you directly in the eyes.

"Tell me what's wrong."

I blushed hardly and pulled my hand away "I need to take a breath...." I said,walking out the church.

Ponyboy got curious, he got curious as to why you pulled away, what was with that blush, and why the sudden mood shift... He got back up, and followed you out.

I sat down on the front porch.

He made sure the front door was closed, and sat next you, getting uncomfortably close to you, and getting so near your face, you could feel his breath on your skin.

"Tell me now."

I just couldn't,what if he didn't like me back?!

Of course he didn't....

I was freaking out that's for sure.

I loved him so much and I hated to lie to him.

But I kinda had to in this situation,it was a 50-50 chance here.

So I just decided to go for it....

I sighed "You know how much I hate when Cherry swoons over you?"

Ponyboy sat up, shocked, but relieved, this whole thing was just a girl having a crush on him. He leaned back, letting out a huge sigh, and looking at you.

"Yeah, I do remember, what about it?"

"Well,I kinda know why...." I mumbled.

Ponyboy was confused.

Ponyboy's face softened, and he had this slight smile on his face, he was just happy you didn't hate him.

"And why do you hate it?"

I sighed and leaned in,I did it,I kissed him!

Ponyboy wrapped his arms around you and kissed you back, and pulled you close. He kept kissing you for what felt like all eternity, his hands on your head, in your hair, on your back, rubbing, grabbing, squeezing, it felt so comfortable to be in his arms. You both fell onto his back, but he didn't let go of you, he just pulled you closer, wrapping himself around you.

After a bit we both pulled away....

I smiled "I love you Ponyboy Curtis."

"And I love you Y/N Y/L/N."

From the start,you were both cluelessly in love with eachother.

So....this was kind of a Clueless refference!

Hope y'all enjoyed!

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pastanest · 1 year

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if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @andiebeaword - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x gender neutral!reader

Are You Flirting With Me?

To everyone on the team, it was blindingly obvious. You playfully flirted with JJ, Emily, Derek, and Aaron. Spencer noticed that. It’s just who you were, and that was apparent from the moment you joined the team. However, the difference was that those people were in on the joke, they reciprocated with the same playfulness. When you began flirting with Spencer and didnt get that reaction, you were baffled. You focussed your flirting on just him, and it made no difference, he still had absolutely no idea. Sometimes the things you said had the power to fluster him, but that wasnt because he recognised you were flirting, it was usually because you were complimenting him with so much confidence that he didnt feel he could argue with you, so he was stuck in a socially awkward limbo. You didnt understand how he wasnt clocking on, no matter what you did. By spending more time flirting with Spencer, you were spending more time with him in general, and you made an effort to get to know him in order to try and figure out the route of his obliviousness. Eventually, you realised that nobody had ever flirted with him so obviously, and he didnt understand it.

For example, there was that one morning when Spencer ran into work late.

“Where’ve you been, kid?” Derek asked.

Without a second thought, you said. “Probably tired after last night, right Spence?” With a wink. The entire team shook their heads and laughed, understanding what you were suggesting.

But Spencer just frowned and asked. “What happened last night?”

Every morning you flustered him with a compliment, but he still managed a composed reply.

“Mornin’ handsome!”

“Good morning, (Y/N).”

“Hey gorgeous!”

“Hi, (Y/N).”

“What’s cookin’ good lookin’?”

“Nobody is supposed to be cooking in the building, but I’d place my money on Rossi, and he’s probably cooking something very good.”

“Ooh, someone’s lookin’ fine as hell today!”

“Who?”

It was infuriating, but you accepted the challenge. However, spending so much time with Spencer led to an unfortunate development; you started to fall for him. And by extension, more weight was added to your flirting, because you had a goal. So you studied him, profiled him to the best of your ability. After some time, you figured out what you needed to do. Spencer was old school and a total bookworm, so modern flirting techniques are utterly lost on him. You needed to use what you knew to your advantage, and do some research.

First, you contacted a newspaper company. Given your credentials, they gave you permission to do what you asked. And the following week, you strolled into work ever so casually, whistling to draw attention to just how casual you were being. In your hand was a newspaper, which you were very dramatically waving around. This captured the attention of everyone, including Doctor Spencer Reid, as you hoped it would. Continuing your casual stroll, you walked over to his desk and dropped the newspaper in front of him. He frowned and looked at the page it was folded on. It took him less then 10 seconds to find it.

“(Y/N) is an eligible bachelorette who loves catching serial killers, and is looking for a date with someone special!”

You’d read that in the 1970’s, people put advertisements in the paper in the same way people today have tinder profiles, in search of partners. Considering this was a flirting method from the 1970’s, you had hope, but it was short lived.

“Wow (Y/N)! It’s great that you’re putting yourself out there, and in a way that avoids social media! Congratulations!” Spencer cheered as he passed the newspaper back to you and walked over to the coffee machine.

You closed your eyes in a pained blink and fell against the wall dramatically.

“Keep trying, pretty girl!” Derek called, and you sighed.

It was back to the drawing board after that. You spent weeks studying the art of hand fan motions, a method of European flirting from the 16th Century. But when you brought a hand fan into the office in the middle of Winter, all Spencer had to say was “I dont think this is the appropriate weather for a fan”. You felt beyond defeated, and you were seriously considering giving up. Until you overheard something.

While attempting to fall asleep on the jet, Spencer Reid began telling a joke. But it wasnt any joke, it was a science joke. You had a lightbulb moment.

On the way into work the next day, you rehearse the lines over and over in your head, exactly as you had done the night before once you got home.

“Hey Spencer!” You call, and you notice that referring to his name shocks him more than you complimenting him, that’s a good start.

“Hi (Y/N), are you ok?” He asks curiously, not needing to be a profiler to see how visibly excited you are.

“Yep! Fantastic! But I have a question that I need your help answering!” You blurt out hurriedly, and loudly enough to draw the attention of the rest of the team.

“What is it?” Spencer raises an eyebrow and leans forward in his seat, emphasising how keen he is to ‘help’ answer your ‘question’.

“I was wondering if you like science? Because I‘ve had my ion you for some time.” You effortlessly recite.

Spencer’s eyes widen.

You continue hurriedly. “I’ve got more! You must have a high current because I cant seem to resist you! I wish that I could re-arrange the periodic table so that Uranium and Iodine were next to each other! You must have been born in an open cluster because you shine like a young star! My heart’s luminosity increases when you are around!” You tick off every single line from the website you found the previous night, a checklist forming in your head.

Spencer chuckles, hanging his head with a smile on his face. He shakes his head and looks back up at you.

“Are you flirting with me?”

You breathe the biggest sigh of relief, hold your arms out at your sides and fall to the floor as the entire team applauds and cheers.

“Why are you on the floor?” Spencer asks, still laughing in a state of disbelief at how dramatic this situation is.

“You finally noticed! Yes, Doctor Spencer Reid, I am flirting with you, and have been for the past year.” You explain, feeling beyond exhausted as all your effort finally has a purpose.

“Was that why you referred to 20th and 16th Century methods of flirting?” He questions.

You sit up to star at him with a dead-pan expression. “Spencer, if you continue to bring up my previous methods and admitting you understood them, Im going to punch you in the face.”

He laughs. “Understood! So, I take it this means you’d like to go out to dinner?”

And naturally, you throw your arms in the air and shout “YES!”

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snippydippy · 5 months

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Wrote another short Baldur's Gate blurb! This time about what happens when Gale dies, and my Tav has to follow his ridiculously elaborate instructions to bring him back.

Takes place after the Tiefling Party, before Elminster tells him to khs and my last writing about that! A little bit of extra story context is given with asterisks at the end

It all happened very quickly. Too quickly. Elise had no time to react, no time to rush to his aid.

The party had been pushed back by the knock of a thunder arrow. Elise had been sent back into a stone wall that stole the breath from her body. Gale hadn't been so lucky. Sent the opposite direction, he went over the edge of Grymforge's walkway and into the smouldering maw of lava that lapped hungrily at its edges. He'd tossed something from inside his robe at the last second that then lay safely on the ground.

Elise screamed his name, Astarion and Shadowheart shaking off the daze from being hit back themselves. They'd missed what happened, but from the despair in her voice, they gathered that the wizard was gone.

However, they both took immediate notice of Elise scrambling to her feet and desperately barreling towards the edge where he'd been sent, ignoring the enemies locking on and aiming for her. Shadowheart quicky cast a sanctuary spell, protecting her. At least she'd act as good bait.

Astarion swore under his breath, rushing to slash, stab, ignite and bite anyone nearest her.

Elise reached the edge, fell to her hands and knees, and looked down helplessly over it to find nothing but the raging heat of magma. Her eyes, tearful, mad and darting landed on the item next to her hands that Gale had tossed. An unassuming looking pouch. She picked it up, but didn't have time to examine it before she'd heard Astarion call out.

Elise dodged just in time for a sword to go screaming passed her ear and clash against stone before the Vampire was on the Druegar, cutting his throat and sending him over the edge.

"Are you out of your head!?" Astarion yelled, taking Elise by her arm and yanking her up and back from the edge, "What the hells are you doing?"

Elise looked at him with an expression awash in a combination horror, grief and anger. She clutched the pouch against her heart, "G-Gale...he's gone."

Astarion stared at her a moment, processing something he perhaps should have realized sooner. The reason she'd declined his invitation to bed the night of the tiefling party. He sighed before lightening his grip on her arm, "I know, darling."

All enemies dispatched, the enslaved gnomes around them rushed to reunite with loved ones and partners as Shadowheart approached the pair, "Gods dammit. He shouldn't have been standing so near the edge!"

Elise looked at the pouch again, her mind blank. There were three colored cords wrapped around it: purple, red, and yellow. Just as her fingers twitched to pull at one, a glow shown from behind her, followed by a familiar, albeit distorted voice, "Well met! I am a magical projection of Gale of Waterdeep."

Elise spun around, Astarion and Shadowheart moving to either side of her. This image of Gale wasnt perfect, all purple and wearing the robes from when they'd met, but it was definitely him. He continued, "If you see this manifestation, it means I have prematurely perished."

Astarion scoffed, "What, did he leave behind a lecture?"

"However," Holo-Gale ignored him and went on with a serious tone, "For reasons that can not be disclosed, it is of vital importance that my death be remedied at your earliest convenience. Rest assured that I do not speak out of self-preservation alone: many lives depend on my return to the living in the span of two days." He punctuated the last words with two fingers held up. Then his hand fell back to his side, and his tone lightened, "I trust I've made myself clear."

"Shit, the bomb in his chest must go off after that amount of time." Shadowheart said with a pinch to the bridge of her nose.

Elise stepped back over to the edge and looked down, now seeing misty black swirls making their way up and out of the lava. Whisps of netheres magic escaping Gale's corpse underneath, no doubt. She felt sick, taking a stumbling step back. Astarion was there with a hand on her back. She took a steadying breath, clearing her mind and coming back to herself.

"What do we have to do?" She asked the projection of Gale.

"I have upon my person a magical item that can accomplish my return, but such is the value and rarity that it is protected by a multi-layered security protocol."

"Of course it is." Shadowheart rolled her eyes.

"I will now explain the protocol." His tone was a touch too peppy for anyone's liking as he gave instructions on how to receive a Scroll of True Resurrection from a summoned Magma Mephit (one Elise remembered from an anecdote Gale told her about both summoning and making friends with as a child). There were five steps, and Elise committed each to memory.

"Alright, I have the pouch already." She said, fingers touching the purple cord.

"Excellent!" Not-Gale raised a hand to stop her, "Now repeat my instructions back to me, please."

The three of them glared at the projection, Elise frustratingly saying, "We don't have time for this, I know what to do."

"Humor me," He started, suddenly sounding more like the real Gale than ever, "I need to be absolutely certain you understand."

"Fine. Receive the pouch, done." Elise gritted, holding the pouch up exaggeratingly, "Unravel the purple cord. Read the note inside displaying notes on each corner. Play the notes with the flute inside in clockwise order, starting with the bottom right. Answer the Mephit's question with 'K'ha'ssji'trak'ash' and hand the letter to him so he may breathe on it to create the scroll."

"Correct! But pay attention to the 'trach' part, chhk," he emphasized with a throaty noise, "Thrilled to see your memory does not fail you! Best of luck, and may my cold dead hands be soon filled with life so that they can shake yours in gratitude." With that, a cheeky wave, and a flash of purple, the projection vanished. Although these steps seemed unnecessary, the fake wizard's disappearance left a pit in Elise's stomach. She'd hoped he wasn't the last she'd ever hear of Gale's voice.

"Go on then, bring the pompous drip back." Astarion said. How voice was sarcastic, but not entirely cold.

Elise took another steadying breath and unraveled the purple cord. With Shadowheart and Astarion watching closely, she read the letter and played the notes on the flute in order: D, E, A, D. The described Magma Mephit appeared in a flash of heat, "I'ss k'cha t'chiss n'aga?"

Elise cleared her throat, "K'ha'ssji'trach'ash."

"D'a jah'jah s'um!" He replied in a tone they could only assume was pleased. Elise held out the letter.

"M'ul t'ha M'esc." He said before blowing firey breath onto the parchment. It glowed with red magic before taking the shape of an ornate spell scroll in her hand. The Mephit said something else none of them understood, followed by Gale's name before he, too vanished in the same flash of heat as he came.

Elise looked to the scroll, then to Shadowheart. The other cleric raised a hand, "Probably best you use it. Your moon witch will likely aid you better in resurrections." There was a certain bitterness to her tone, as if saying anything remotely positive about the goddess of a Selunite cleric hurt her. Sure enough, the mark on her hand glowed and she winced, pulling her hand back down to her side.

Elise was not in any place to pay that any mind as she hurried back to the edge once more. She opened the scroll, read the spell aloud and focused on the source of the dark and swirling netherese magic. She felt an otherworldly power course from her fingers that glowed gold, felt tendrils of the Weave connect her to Gale's body, and more to his life force in whatever plane it existed outside his physical vessel. She channeled all those connections with a wide motion of both arms, and aimed them to a spot behind her. With one final word, and a downward push of her hands, blinding resplendent light briefly blazed where she aimed. The flickering glow left behind Gale, alive. He sucked in quick and shallow breaths as if he'd been drowning.

"My word, you--You did it!" He said breathlessly as he turned over and stared at both hands. A single boisterous and incredulous laugh escaped him, "Oh my, it is good to be alive!"

Gale looked to Elise, thoroughly shaken, but with large brown eyes full of elation. He jostled his hands at his sides as if to shake off any remnants of death, speaking quickly, "My hands are still cold so I'm afraid that handshake will have to wait, but in the mean time--"

He was cut off with a soft grunt by Elise's body practically crashing against his chest, arms clinging tight around his shoulders. He surprised himself by not falling over, instinctively holding onto her sides. Gale caught Shadowheart's amused look, and let out another earnest laugh as he moved to return her embrace properly. Albeit with some amount of trepidation, as he saw something...contemptuous in Astarion's eyes.**

"Thank you." He breathed into her hair.

Elise held onto him for a moment longer, pulling back with a sniff and hand quickly wiping her eye. Her other hand still on his shoulder, and with a small smile, she said back, "Don't ever make me do that again."

Gale couldn't help but laugh once more, "I will try my damnedest not to, my dear."

"Glad to have you back." Elise said softly, tucking a lose strand of hair behind the man's ear.

Gale was processing something then that he perhaps should have some time before. Why she had insisted on checking on him multiple times during the party with the tieflings. The kiss she had pictured during their shared moment in the weave several nights ago. Perhaps it hadn't just been the wine, or a passing moment of flirtation.

"Yes, we're all delighted you'll be gracing us with your wisdom for many moons to come." Astarion said, causing the two of them to remember where they were. They let go of each other, Elise sheepishly nodding to Gale before she took to checking the body of the Drow True Soul they'd come here for.

"Why in the hells would you make bringing you back so maticulously complicated, Gale?" Shadowheart asked.

"As if thats out of character for him." Astarion scoffed with a roll of his shoulders as he joined Elise in her looting.

"My instructions were easy enough to follow, were they not?" Gale replied with an amount of his own snark.

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**Astarion's look is not jealousy at this point. He is aggravated that his plans of seduction and use will fall apart if Elise has fallen for someone else. Gale does not know this, but he does know they have slept together at least once early on in their groups' meeting. And he wouldn't be excited about catching the vampire's ire at the best of times, regardless of the reason.

#shut your trap snippy #gale of waterdeep #bg3 #bg3 gale #balders gate 3 #gale dekarios #my writing #my art #astarion #shadowheart #bg3 tav #tav #tav baldur's gate #tav bg3 #tav x gale #tav x astarion #kinda but not really

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okay i know ive posted a lot lately but i just watched a falsettos song rating video with the most L takes ive ever seen and by L takes, i Mean. like really ick. the video itself wasnt awful and they did have some good commentary and opinions but. hmmm

they went on kind of a blurb about father to son and how plain and unimaginably Boring it is and then said they skip it every single time. like dude!!!! father to son isn't my favourite song either but to just completely disregard it is kind of weird If you ask me.

and then they gave what more can i say a 3/10 with no other reasoning other than "i fell asleep" okay 💀

lack of media literacy skills begin to show when they lowered the rating of canceling the bar mitzvah solely because, and i quote, "jason was being annoying" Do you even know why jason was upset. do you know why everyone was so stressed. it's supposed to be a difficult moment for everybody. jason is a child trying to cope with the fact that his loved one is sick and potentially dying in the hospital. he's 12 years old. he doesn't know how to process this, and neither do trina and mendel.

and then 1/10 for marvin hits trina because "marvin is mean" okay. we know what marvin did in that song was really really shitty but its not as simple as him just being a little meanie

BUT on the positive side!!! im really glad the video creator understood trinas character well and when it came to her songs, they gave pretty insightful commentary. more often than not new falsettos fans can tend to push trina off to the side unfortunately so im really glad they took the time to understand and appreciate her as a character bc she's wonderful. also towards the songs at the end they gave some better ratings so that was nice.

#warning I overanalyze some random video on youtube because I cant breathe knowing people misunderstand falsettos everyday #falsettos #william finn #falsettoland #march of the falsettos #breaking news: marvin isnt a heartless abuse monster?!?!?!?!#shocking!#musicals #me yapping #dont take me too seriously

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This is just me rambling about the lotr musical I just saw spoilers for the watermill theatre production of lotr!!

In no particular order

HOLYMOLY THAT WAS SO GOOD ARRGGRGReatsit

First off I was expecting a new musical (for context there was another musical first performed in 2006 I think) BUT IT WASNT at least the songs weren't I'm not sure about the script since its insanely hard to find anything on it APART from the songs, they can be found online even on Spotify! Point is I thought it was a new one BUT THEN THEY STARTED PLAYING ROAD GOES ON AND MY ASS FELL OFF ISTG Seeing that og musical has been a DREAAAM OF MINE BUT THEY DON'T PLAY IT ANYMORE OR SO I THOOOOOUUUGHT

The music is insane actually it's so good!!!

When I saw the elves and realised they wouldn't have long hair unless the actor already did I was a little nervous since I just find its difficult to portray elves without the iconic long hair BUT MY GOD THEY'RE GOOD I don't know what these guys did compaired to the short hair elves of lotr prime BUT IT WOOOORKS legolas was perfect and GALADRIEL the actress has stage presence if I've ever seen it!!! She had this for lack of a better word fuck ass bob with a gold wreath thing and a PANT SUIT SHE'S MENTAL I LOVE HER!!!

Her voice is insane there was a moment where a group of people all sang together and they seemed to be singing at the usual stage level right but here voice just boomed iver the whole group it was amazing! She was so loud but she did it well!! I find often when people sing that loud it's like shouting but not in a good way, she was SINGING it was beautiful. She captured galadriels aura and power so well every time she was on stage I just wanted to stare at her.

aragorn was so GOOOOD he also sounded a lot like Orlando bloom to me lmao. His outfit was actually perfection and his haircut??? HE HAD this shaved sides thing going on and???!?!?! I THINK I LIKE IT MORE THAN MOVIE ARAGORN DARE I SAY???

Don't even get started on arwen dude. THE COSTUME DESINERS DID AMAZING WITH HER DRESS AND THE ACTRESS CAPTURED HER SO WELL her ethereal feel with a slight bit of young wonderUUuGGHHhHh screams. Her voice is also actually insane I'm chewing bark.

Frodo was done so wellLLLLLLL the moments when he got taken over by the ring were so distinctly not Frodo!! The actor switched between the two moments so flawlessly!! It was like he was playing two people.

AND SAAAm what a sweetheart he is he's perfect in every way can do no wrong ever ever!! His voice was so pretty I'm gonna goble him up for real. Also I think he got slapped in the face?!? I couldn't see it perfectly but that slam sounded very real with the noise so I wouldn't be shocked. Dedication woa.

GIIIMLI meow meow meow he's so good bald king<<<3333 HIS OUTFIT?? punch me in the face please thanks. Bro his face when legolas was being sassy to him MF said >:000 I LOVE HIS PORTRAAAAAAIIIL UGggghhhHHH he's perfect in every way everyone stay back from my bald king RAAAA

Boromir my pookie gone too soon <333 his outfit was so good his actor was so good EVERYTHING WAS SO GOOD UUUGH Meow when he held frodo wrists to get him to stay I was like 🤨🤨🤨🤨😏😏😏 LOTR MUSICAL IS JUST FULL OF HOT PEOPLE

OMGOD GANDALF UUUGH HE WAS AMAZING idk why I thought he's be played by a younger guy in makeup?? Getting an actually older actor makes way more sense and HE WAS AMAZING

Saruman, elrond and golem were all played by this one guy and it was so good?? You could tell visually like his face that it was all him but he differentiates the characters SOOO well!! Bald elrond will haunt my dreams though..

MERRY AND PIPPIN UUUGHGHHG I love I love they made a tiny tweak to pip which was that since he was played by a lovely actress pip was referred to as a girl, but it was done very well! Nothing about the character changed, personality, story beats, outfit, everything was still pippin the only difference was a few she's here and there which is very much how this thing should be done :)) if you do need to or want to switch and characters gender it's good to keep them the same in other aspects otherwise they just come across as a new character with a familiar name! But that didn't happen here at all, the actress portrayed pip amazingly

Merry was also so good! His voice was amazing and he was so charming!

THE OOOORCS they were amazing. They were so unsettling!! I wasn't sure how they were going to play them but they had this gassmask type thing on it was so good! Everytime they came in I was excited to see them.

The way they did the nazgul was so fun. They were these skeleton horse head puppets!! They opened their mouths so wide it was really unsettling!!

AND THE SPIIIIDERRR everyone gasped when the spider came on. They opened these big doors in the back of the theatre right and she didn't even walk on she was right there! She was huge. She's this big puppet maned by like it's gotta be six or seven people SHE WAS AMAZING

AND OH OH OH THE FIRST AND LAST SCENES WERE OUTSIDE bilbos party was out in the garden!! We all got to sit around and the hobbit came and spoke to us all like we were invited to the party! Bilbo came out and asked me if I had eaten today if was great!! Speaking of which he was SOO GOOOOD

ANNNNDD they mentioned Tom!! WOOO at the end gandalf spoke about going to speak with Tom bombadil! We all had a giggle it was fun

It was just generally amazing all round

#Lotr #Lotr musical #Lord of the rings

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normal-is-a-raging-psychopath · 11 months

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I have a brain worm that refuses to leave. So

st modern college au.

no one met each other yet/ they're all kinda split.

so platonic madwheeler have they're own apartment, splitting rent because they're broke college students. Mike's an English major (no surprise there) and max. Max is a photography major. (is there like a proper term for it? does it come under media or something?)

Anyway, the point of this? her most frequent human subject is none other than - drumroll please - own very own Mike Wheeler.

He's been the reluctantly willing model of most of her for fun photoshoots. And he likes it. It's fun. Also genderqueer mike here because

Anyway, the reason I created this backstory is because one concept rooted itself in my brain and wouldnt let go.

Mike in a corset. that's it.

Anyway Onto the outfit:

this blouse.

and on top goes.

this. it's not exactly what i imagined, but it was the closest i could find in shape and design.

for pants (honestly i wasnt really sure what would fit)

would these go?? I dont know. Pretend it the same color/or a darker shade of the blouse.

Also:

Mike Wheeler in this outfit (or an approximation of it has been bouncing around my head for the past week.

In the au I've made for this, Max has an insta or something dedicated solely for the products of these photoshoots.

Sometimes it's landscapes, or views or maybe random moments captured, but most of it is mike.

Will in this is majoring in fashion (because designer x model trope) and El/Jane is majoring in cosmetology (? that's the name for it right?)

WIll is slightly obsessed with aforementioned social and more specifically, a certain model. When el asks, he says it's because of the clothes but the flush on his cheeks always gives him away.

In my head, will, max and el all go to one college focused specifically on fashion and related fields (cosmetology and photography included)

mike goes to another, non-specialized college nearby. His friends on campus are dustin our resident astro-physics major (because I fell in love with nasa dustin) and lucas who is studying to become a therapist and also coaches the local high school basketball team in his spare time.

Max is already friends w/ dustin and lucas but none of the four have met will and el yet.

So the way I see this happening, for the final term exam at willelmax college, instead of an actual exam, they've clubed the majors together and have to put together a fashion show. kinda. In each group there is one photographer, one make-up artist, one designer and one model. see where this is going?

Of course, willelmax are grouped together and there are obviously some odd numbers. One group doesnt have a photographer and another doesnt have a make-up student. While annoying it's not a huge problem, except the model that was supposed to be assigned to their group, left college due to a family emergency out of state.

Enter mike.

he wont' be graded (duh) but he's dedicated. (the gorgeous hazel-eyed designer hs nothing to do with it, no matter what max says. besides, he seen her ogle at the el though she'd probably stab him if he said it out loud)

Obviously, will has a little (tiny, minuscule really) crush. Max and el and over being third wheels and maybe there's something going on there too.

So they have like two months to put together their final project (that is individualized based on their major) and there a lot of light hearted fun and banter and maybe tension (of the good kind).

Also before I forget, maybe the theme is like royalty or fantasy or something so cleradin sneaks it way in.

Anyway, brainworm out of my head, I now regretfully have to go back to my studies which i have been neglectingin order to scribble this down.

Conclusion?

Mike Wheeler in a corset. Thank you for listening.

#stranger things #stranger things au #byler #elmax #platonic madwheeler #photographer max mayfield #model mike wheeler #(not officially though)#fashion designer will byers #make-up artist eleven hopper #mike wheeler #will byers #max mayfield #el byers #eleven hopper #st modern au #byler au #elmax au

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